#like come ON i have so much love in my itty bitty (in comparison to how giant my emotions are . although i am very short fufufu) vessel

[angeltism]

absolutely tragic it isn't socially acceptable for me to randomly go on long rants about how much I love others

#➳ the fool speaks #n i don't mean generic groups of beings i mean going weirdly into detail about every little detail about somebun that i adore #like ??? I can't just *say* that . unhinged shit might come out of my mouth (or . might be typed by my hands) and then everybun will think #that i am Weird and Obsessive and 1000 hates for me forever ++ evers #which i mean ok maybe I'm those first two but . hey :(( #or just randomly go ''hey i am in such deel platonic love with uu'' ++ other such things #like come ON i have so much love in my itty bitty (in comparison to how giant my emotions are . although i am very short fufufu) vessel #and even when other beings say they're ok with it But Are Uu Really #like if i went full no filter are uu Sure uu wouldn't think of me negatively hmmmm i dunno i doubt that 🤨🤨🤨

[yanban-san]

Lmao, I like to imagine that darling comes into the gear station one day with a haircut (like 3-4in chopped off) and the Monster!Twins™ are just internally freaking out. Like-

Ingo & Emmet: Darling we've noticed that your hair seems..... different?

Darling: Ohhh yeah, I got it cut yesterday- was kinda getting in the way so I decided to get a bit more chopped off than usual :D

Ingo & Emmet: .....: WTF, shouldn't darling be in pain 😟, cut hair = hurt???? what do they mean chopped of more than usual????? -Well it looks lovely 😁

In reference to this post and this post They are having a time.

To put it simply, they are verrry powerful- Even among their kind they are powerful. Very powerful. How powerful? Well, too powerful to have ever bothered with small things like little humans and their silly little mortal lives in their oh so short lived universes. Oh no, Eldritch Demons of their scope are only concerned with grand, sweeping, cosmic forces that would make any mortal immediately explode upon even attempting to conceive of these powers- They've never had interest in smaller things before.

And so trying to hastily scrape together knowledge of humans, and not only that, but cramming the entirety of their Weird Divine-Horror Selves into an itty bitty lil living space with all the (by comparison) intellectual capacity of a goldfish and perceptive powers of an earthworm, they may've gotten a few things wrong! No matter; They can fix it up as they go along, hopefully. More or less they're just wearing skin-suits over their first attempt at becoming physical- It was difficult enough to compress themselves so much, and to have to go further? Absolutely terrible, to say the least. And they still don't know everything about humans, either- Despite having made extremely human mimicries for their Servitor Depot Agents. (Though to be fair, the Depot Agents are nowhere near on the power level of their eldritch abomination masters and thus have a much easier time inferring proper human acting.)

However, the longer they've been humans the more they've learned and adapted- And been able to refine their disguises and appearances as they've needed to.

But some things have still escaped them.

Their hair is exceptionally fluffy- light, feathery- And er, responsive- Trailing your fingers through their hair you notice it seems awfully static-y, clinging to your hand as though trying to keep touching your hands- You get soft sighs from the twins the longer you touch their heads. It is, after all, excessively nice for you to be touching them like this-! To be fair to them though, Humans seemed to enjoy having their heads pet- As did so many other creatures. So of course they gave their hair feelers in it, like humans have-

Right?

Until you, of course, walk in one day.

With your hair shorter?

They understood humans could get their hair styled- And they could dye it different colors- But-

How was your hair shorter? How? What?

Your bosses seemed to materialize behind you- You certainly didn't hear or see them coming as you happily chatted with your coworkers about they day's tasks- Looming over you as they studied you intently-

Your hair smelled very nice today as well.

"Oh! Good morning, Station Masters! Need anything?" You asked, saluting quickly- Ingo nodded approvingly, his stoic frown quite tense as he stared down at you.

"Everything is in good order, Miss- Your hair looks different today," He remarked, adjusting his hat as he bent over to look at you closer. His closeness was- Intimidating.

"Oh yes, I got my hair cut!"

The twins were utterly astounded. Hair- Hair cut? You cut your hair? You cut your hair?? How was it not bleeding- How were you not reeling in pain- Had they given you painkillers of some kind? That would hurt- Their own hair was sensitive enough- But you, a regular little human-! They must figure this out immediately. Only one way to do so- Contact the one human they could actually ask questions of.

Elesa is both mildly disgusted and intrigued that the twins' hair actually feels things- though that also explains why they try to keep so much of it tucked under their hats at all times.

The two, meanwhile, are flabbergasted- Human hair isn't alive. It's dead. It's just there. It's only sensitive because of the bits attached to your skin. How much else are they missing about human anatomy...? But dang- They've strangely come to like their hair. And your hands through it... It feels nice. The Depot Agents have an absolute break down over this knowledge though.

"You mean our hair isn't supposed to be able to feel stuff?" Cloud asked, running his hand through his locks- "Apparently... not." Jackie returned, having explained what he overheard from Elesa's conversation with their bosses.

"Damn. Humans are weird. Their hair is just- Dead?"

"...Yea, apparently."

"That's weird though." Cloud added, deep in thought- "D'you think the bosses could give humans touchy hair? It's pretty sweet-" Jackie's head snapped around to look at Cloud, a look of terribly deep concern across his face. "Cloud," He began- With as serious a tone as he could take- "Do not- Under any circumstances- Ask the bosses to do anything- To the entirety of humanity, alright?" It was a rare thing for Jackie to be so concerned- Though knowing Cloud's disposition, knowing the bosses' penchant for indulging their little creations-

It wouldn't be too far off for the agents to wake up the next morning, to the rest of humanity being afflicted with their condition. "N-No worry, Chief! I won't- I won't-!" Cloud tried to assuage his Senior-

"What're y'all talking about?"

Jackie and Cloud whipped around to see Cameron standing at the door- Peering in, unsure if he should enter or not- Jackie turned to him, inviting him into the break room. "Oh Cameron, we were just discussing the boss' meeting with uh, agent-" "-Cameron!! Guess what! Didja know humans don't have touchy hair??" Cloud interjected- A moment of silence. Cameron stayed still, looking between his coworkers cautiously. "What?" He finally asked.

Cloud grabbed at Jackie's sideburns. "Ya see these things? You know how they feel stuff???" He pulled harshly- "OW-!"

Cameron nodded. "...Yea...?"

"Humans don't have that! They don't! They just don't! They DON'T FEEL ANYTHING!" A look of realization dawned on Cameron's face. "Wait, seriously?" He asked, running his hand over his own hair- "That explains why those trainers had their hair shorter yesterday..."

"Yea! We gotta let everyone else know!" Jackie sighed- Knowing exactly what was about to happen- As Cameron and Cloud practically bolted from the room, eager to spread their newfound knowledge across the rails.

And spread it did, and quickly too, across all of the rail-lines- Resulting in a growing chorus of "Ohhhh, that explains that." Over the whole network of Gear Station.

For looking so human themselves, the Depot Agents are... surprisingly inhuman under their neat, orderly appearances.

#Demon AU #Monster AU #Monster Submas #Demon Submas #Submas X Reader #I love the Eldritch depot agents #seth.anon #seth.asks

[ecoamerica]

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[sp4rrowdoll]

Hey do you have any thoughts on fem!Robin? Can be anything tbh I just really like fem!Robin alot 👉👈

Oh yes! I have a ton of thoughts about fem!Robin! (Spicier thoughts below the cut)

I've been turning her over in my mind for a while, trying to figure out how exactly my perspective on her differs from masc!Robin, and I think it comes down to this: I think she has a lot more moxie and gumption than masc!Robin does - something closer to Anne Shirley or Pippi Longstocking.

In fact, she got called those names a lot growing up, and as soon as she could, she cut her hair short to help diminish the comparisons. Nowdays she keeps it in a pixie-cut that's as close as possible to a men's haircut without drawing attention to herself. Her hairstyle is a good representation of her personality—while she's initially quite shy, and struggles with a lot of anxiety, she's quite puckish and mischievous underneath the thin veneer of "the quiet girl next door."

The pc noticed that she was uncomfortable with the girl's school uniform a long time ago, and you managed to get Leighton to agree to let her wear a pair of boy's shorts instead. As soon as she gets home, however, she'll shuck the school uniform and opt for a pair of old, worn overalls with grass-stained knees. She still loves to play videogames, and can absolutely kick your ass, but she's also a fan of touching grass, and helps you in the gardens as much as possible. As a present for her one winter, you embroidered some of her favorite flowers along the overall straps.

Another good way to differentiate between her and masc!Robin is that masc!Robin would have to be cajoled and carefully couched before he was comfortable biting you during sex. Fem!Robin is willing to snap playful at your fingers as you undress her from the get-go. Fem!Robin is also a member of the itty-bitty-titty committee, and it actually played a big part in her realization that she was bi. Initially she attributed the attention she paid to other women's breasts to jealousy, but after a while she realized that she liked having small breasts, and that she really just wanted to touch and hold other women's breasts.

Part of the reason she's so comfortable with having small breasts (aside from the eventual bonus it is for her cross-dressing/binding) is that she has very sensitive breasts and nipples, and with breasts as small as hers, she doesn't need to wear a bra.

Eventually this becomes a game you play together - you buy her pretty, lacy lingerie and make her wear it to school, where she spends the whole day tormented by the sensation of the clinging fabric sliding over her skin, and across her sensitive nipples.

And then when the two of you get home, you can take your time and unwrap her like the present she is.

#dol #degrees of lewdity #dol robin #robin the orphan #f!robin #implied? f!reader? i guess? #i hope this is what you were looking for anon! #also if anyone wants me to turn the part under the cut into an actual ficlet/oneshot...👀 #anyway....ladies and gentlemen....*she* #all versions of robin have sensitive chests

[loverockawaitsyou]

I’ll be able to relocate this summer! Seattle, maybe?

I have a remote job, and I got confirmation that they want me to stay on a more permanent basis.

I’ve been thinking about moving to Seattle for over a year, and I am still weighing it, it but I am WAY closer to a decision now. As far as work and finances, I should be OK since I already have a job so that makes things a lot easier for me. I’ve been saving to move for a couple months, and I should be good to go by late June at the earliest, early August at the latest. Unfortunately, I have to give my main job (where I live) 30 days notice because it takes them a while to find replacements.

So, to clarify, I technically have two jobs. The first job is a work exchange... so I work shifts in exchange for a place to stay. I don’t make any money. For my second job, I have a remote job that pays, so I’ve been saving up.

In regards to Seattle comparisons, I live in the Los Angeles area, so the cost of living is not going to be much of a change for me.

But there are random things that pop up that are different... i.e. LA is actually better when it comes to groceries and produce due to so many things being grown out here... as long as you don’t always go to places like Erewhon or Whole Foods or Bristol Farms (or any other bougie grocery store).

But when it comes to other things, Seattle has better traffic, is more pedestrian friendly (in most areas), rent is (a teensy weensy, itty bitty) cheaper, and due to public transportation and a smaller city, I feel like I could get a better bang for my buck. And I HATE excessive heat so it’s miserable for me in Southern California during the summer. And I really love the nature and greenery out there.

Hmmm... Lots to think about.

#random #seattle #los angeles #relocation

[jam-heathen]

Zimbits and song #9 for the Wrapped ask meme!

Ty for the ask! So, number 9 on my Spotify Wrapped is Baby Hoop Earrings and it took me a hot minute to think of how Zimbits would apply but! I feel like it got long, so below the cut

Jack's known for as long as he can remember, his father's lucky cuff-links are gold. Bob had told him once they were lucky because Jack picked them out as a baby (Jack's not sure he did much, compared to his mother, but it's a nice thought). He'd help Alicia pack them as a child, learned about superstitions in hockey, hoped one day maybe they'd be his lucky cuff-links.

Until he didn't. Until that was too much weight. Until it was unfathomable to have another point of comparison in his mind. And it does get better! Things get talked through, and it's no longer a pain point like it once was, but Jack still doesn't wear gold cuff-links.

In the future, when Jack and Bitty are planning to have a kid, there comes a point at which that means processing their relationship with the concept of parenthood, right? Like not just their parents as people, which they've both had to work on, but like the expectations with the concept of parenthood. And they're both equal parts excited and scared and working through that together-- with a lot of help from their parents, actually.

But still, the night before they get to bring their kid home, Jack manages to find those stupid little cuff-links. And they’re not stupid, but they are; they don’t hold any power over him, but they do. It’s a kind of everything and nothing feeling all at once that he ends up explaining to Bitty all in a rush, only kind of (a lot) freaking out.

And they figure it out in the end! Jack and Bitty work best as a team, and that's still so true. They figure out what works for them! This kid is so incredibly loved. And by the time Bitty brings home a tie— a good luck charm of Jack’s own, matching the hideous yellow shoes he still wears— insisting that their toddler wanted him to have a gift… Well, Jack feels a little complicated about the whole thing, but it’s a good kind of complicated.

Also! It's so important to me that we all agree Shitty at least once refers to this household here as "Jack, Bitty, and Itty Bitty"

#ask answered #ask meme #tyty for the ask! #I have no idea where this all came from #it was an interesting song choice for zimbits and this ended up as more a jack character study #but it sure is here

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Chapter 1

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In the dark of night, Mal’s great aubergine wings stirred the air, and her heart beat loudly within her chest. On the school rooftop, Audrey’s wicked smile gleamed up at her, illuminated by the sickly tint of Dragon Eye. Celia was caught between the older girl's arms, held out in front like a shield. It was the only thing between them - Mal was so close to ending this - but her fire was too broad and hot. She’d hit her.

“Careful not to fry your little VK buddy,” Audrey taunted, pulling Celia closer which resulted in a sharp cry of pain. Mal wasn’t sure what to do. Glancing down at the lawn, Uma, Harry and Gil watched her from the grass. There wasn’t much else they could do but wait and see what happened next. Glancing down, Mal opened a clawed hand to reveal her fathers ember. The stone was dark and waterlogged...but maybe...maybe she could try one more time?

“Come here, you little brat!”

Lifting her head for only a moment, Celia had managed to get away from Audrey’s hold, running to the other side of the rooftop. Mal breathed a plume of flame around the Ember, hoping her last ditch attempt would work. The heat was only slightly warm against her scales, but didn’t sear her fire resistant leathery hide. The gem in her grip flashed excitedly back to life, revived by the heat of pure Dragon Fire. Mal felt its power flex in her hand, responding to what little of Hades magic she had in her blood. Audrey had given up on Celia, standing alone on the rooftop with a vicious gleam in her eye.

It was now or never.

She cackled loudly, wielding the scepter in front of her as the stone illuminated brightly. Mal thought of the Coronation a few years before. Would turning the power of the Scapter back on Audrey work to negate her powers? Swinging to the side as there was a jet of pink magic, it just barely missed her already sore wing. She didn’t have time to sit and think about it. Mal wasn’t sure what the spell would do to Audrey; she wasn’t the same as Maleficent. But as the Princess raised the scepter for another strike, Mal lifted the ember to counter. There was a brilliant flash as two beams of pink and blue collided. Mal couldn’t see Audrey through the neon haze, but she continued to push her magic into the light show.

“No!” The other girl's voice was barely a whisper in the whipping wind as there was a loud crackle and a piercing shockwave as the Ember’s Magic made contact with Dragon Eye. Mal felt her chest explode in pain as she was forced to retreat, falling ungracefully back to Earth. She landed on the grass with a hard grunt and a shallow thud, sore and forced back to her human self by pure exhaustion. Uma was by her side in an instant, grabbing at her arms and hoisting her up into a sitting position.

“Did you do it?” She asked, staring up at the rooftop as a ball of magic flashed and illuminated the sky, “what’s going on?”

“I have no idea,” Mal admitted, holding her chest and wincing hard. She felt the Dragon Fire go cold in her lungs, leaving a prickling winter chill in its wake. The ember pulsed in her hand, beating slightly at the same rate as her heart. But the magic Mal had come to know since leaving the Isle of the Lost felt faint and small in comparison. Staring up at the rooftop, Mal knew in her gut it wasn’t over yet. Something was wrong. Last time, turning Maleficent’s magic back on her had cancelled out the spell. According to Fairy Godmother, she was reduced down to the smallest amount of love in her heart. It was fast, and happened in an instant. Everyone was freed, and that was it.

But the ball of Magic above them only seemed to grow brighter, and even from a distance Mal could hear Audrey screaming in pain somewhere within.

“It’s not over yet,” she croaked, “the magic...it’s to different. It should’ve negated her powers. It should’ve made all of this stop!”

“So what did you do?”

Mal couldn’t say, but she was silenced as there was a burst of power from above. She and Uma were forced to cover their eyes as to not be blinded. But Mal’s skin prickled at the sound which echoed across the landscape.

A roar. A long, loud, billowing wail which resembled a twisted bird call.

“Oh...god...”

Uma’s words were low and disbelieving as Mal peeled her eyes open. On the rooftop, a large dragon perched at the edge of the brick and mortar tower. Elegant magenta wings stretched out from a muscular but limber body, catching on the moonlight and sparkling like an early dawn. She had her long neck extended up into the sky, eyes closed as she breathed.

“What have I done?” Mal croaked, glancing to Uma who shook her head.

“You turned her into a dragon.”

Mal opened her mouth to respond, to defend herself, but was cut off as Audrey roared again. Her head tilted downwards as cat-like eyes flicked open, revealing piercing green irises surrounded by pure midnight black. A long tail with fur at it’s tip thrashed wildly, Audrey’s front claws struggling to keep her balance as she spread her wings even further, yelping out as she awkwardly took flight mid fall. The stones of the tower crumbled under her weight, the pink figure gliding away from the school in a plume of mortar dust and sand.

“Well, that wasn’t what I was expectin’ te happen,”

Harry, who had arrived at some point with Gil, hauled Mal up off the grass with two arms, “I thought ye were tryin’ to beat the lass?”

“I was,” Mal snapped, stumbling on her feet as Gil caught her arm and held her aloft. Uma furrowed her brows in confusion, folding her arms tightly.

“What’s wrong with you?”

“I’m not sure,” Mal admitted, holding her chest which burned with cold, “it’s like everything’s been sucked out of me. I’m so tired,”

“Can’t you go after her?” Uma asked wildly. Mal shook her head.

“I can’t feel my dragon fire; it’s just so cold,”

“Alright, fine,” Uma huffed, “Harry, you and I will get Mal back to the palace. Gil, you go up and get Celia. Make sure she’s alright,”

“Aye, aye,”

Gil gave a little salute as he ran into the school, while Uma and Harry hoisted Mal between their combined shoulders. It took forever to get back to where they started, and waiting for them there was Jane and Fairy Godmother.

“Oh dear!” The FG cried lightly, bustling forward as Uma and Harry gently guided Mal towards a place she could sit.

“Guys!” Jane said, breathless as she hurried down the alabaster steps from the Castle, “you did it! The spell has been broken,”

“It’s not over yet,” Mal coughed, groaning as she was left to sit on the side of the ceremonial fountain, “I think I messed up,”

“What happened?” FG asked, “where’s Princess Audrey?”

“I used the same spell to reflect the power of the Scepter back onto her, like I did to mom at the Coronation,” Mal explained, “I thought maybe it would cancel out the spells she cast with Dragon Eye,”

“You were quite correct,” FG nodded, bristling slightly with what appeared to be pride, “as you can see, I’m no longer a garden decoration. What else happened?”

“I don’t know,” Mal yelped out, pulling at curls of bouncy purple-blue hair, “there was this flash and a bang when the magic collided, and then there was this massive ball of light. And Audrey...she was...turned into a Dragon, somehow,”

Both Jane and the FG blinked in surprise as Uma and Harry nodded in agreement.

“That’s the jist of it, FG,” the Pirate confirmed, “and Mal here can’t fly after her, or use her dragon powers to reverse it, because she’s...cold,”

“Cold?” Jane asked curiously, “that’s never stopped you before,”

“It’s not that simple,” Mal growled out loud, tossing Uma a dirty look, “it just felt like everything was sucked out of me at once. I’ve never felt so disconnected to my fire before,”

“Hm, that is a bit worrying,” FG mused lightly, “the spell you used at the Coronation transformed Maleficent into a creature which represented the love in her heart. Itty-bitty,” the FG made a motion with her thumb and forefinger as Mal bobbed her head, running a hand across the back of her neck which was prickling with sweat, “I don’t know why it would’ve been any different for the Princess.”

“You aren’t saying she turned into a dragon because she has a huge, loving heart,” Uma snapped, “she nearly killed everyone! And that might be really awesome where I come from, but y’all are way to...good, here,”

Uma made a face as Mal dropped her head into her hands, groaning hard. She felt very sick to her stomach, like that time she had ridden the Super Coaster with Ben at the Boardwalk.

“Uma! Jane! FG! Thank the gods you’re alright,”

Mal glanced up as Evie’s form appeared from the forests edge, followed by Ben, Carlos and Jay. They were safe. Probably still mad at her - she couldn’t blame them - but safe.

“Evie,” Jane embraced the bluenette tightly as the boys caught up, happily exchanging fist bumps and shoulder slaps with the pirates, “thank goodness you’re all ok,”

“The spell is broken. Does that mean Audrey is...?”

“Not yet,” Mal spoke up, forcing herself to stand despite her dizziness, “there was a complication,”

Evie lifted a fine brow, but said nothing as Ben engulfed Mal into his broad arms, hugging her close to him.

“Mal,” he breathed into her ear, clearly deeply relieved as she sighed and sunk into his embrace, “I’m sorry. I haven’t been a very good boyfriend. I promise I’ll...”

“We have to talk about this later,” Mal croaked, pulling back slightly to look into her fiancé’s face. He looked hurt, but she smiled and gently caressed his scruffy jaw, “I promise we’ll talk about it. Properly, this time,”

“As touching as this is, lovebirds, we have a problem,” Uma announced, tossing an arm across the lawn. Down the street, a plume of pinkish smoke was rising into the night sky, its bottom illuminated by licks of flame.

“That looks like the Museum,” Carlos announced. Ben looked horrified.

“Did Audrey do that?”

“Yes, but it’s complicated,” Mal insisted, “we need to get over there. Now!”

And so the group - minus FG who went to speak with the King and Queen, and the Pirates who returned to the school to find Gil and Celia - hurried across the grounds towards the billowing ball of destruction. Mal wasn’t sure what to expect when she got there - a scene from an illustrated storybook wasn’t it.

Audrey, her deep magenta scales and rich pomegranate fur illuminated by the fires raging around her, had punched a hole in the ceiling of the museum. She used her hooked wings and long tail to attach herself to the building, clinging to it like a lizard on a wall as she ducked her long neck into the ruins.

“That’s a dragon!” Jay cried in alarm, turning to Mal with wide eyes, “a dragon who isn’t you,”

“I don’t know how it happened,” Mal managed, trying to wave away some of the haze accumulating around her nose with a cough, “when our magic collided, I tried sending it back towards Audrey,”

“Like you did to Maleficent,” Evie concluded as Mal nodded firmly.

“Right. I thought it would maybe reverse the Scepter’s power to what Audrey was before. But...it obviously didn’t,”

“What is she doing, exactly?” Carlos puzzled. Mal, who wasn’t sure herself, glanced up to watch. Audrey was just pulling her head out of the Museum’s main hall. And even though they were further away, she could see the glint of something sparkly in the dragons claws.

“She’s...hoarding, I think,”

“Hoarding?”

“Yeah. It’s that instinct in dragons that makes them enjoy big piles of gold and stuff,”

“So she’s collecting sparkly things,” Evie mused, “but why?”

“Not sure. Like I said, it could just be instinct,” Mal mused, “I have to fight mine off too, sometimes.”

“Uh guys,” Carlos spoke up, “Ben is running right for her,”

Mal’s head shot up as she looked beside her. Ben was no longer at her side. He was instead sprinting down the street.

“Ben! Damn it, it’s like Cotillion all over again,” Mal hissed, “this is what I get for falling in love with someone who’s diplomatic,”

Evie laughed lightly as the four VK’s followed after the King. They were just in time to hear him start yelling in Audrey’s direction, waving his arms to get her attention.

“He’s going to get himself killed,” Mal hissed, “and I don’t have my powers.”

“Audrey!” Ben yelled, “Audrey, stop!”

Mal was about to grab Ben’s arm and chide him for yelling at a full grown dragon, but Audrey’s hearing must’ve been exceptional. Her looting stopped as a narrow head pivoted sharply. Three ear flaps lifted up and twisted their way, and Audrey released her grip on the museum walls as she stalked towards them. Mal wouldn’t ever admit it, but Audrey was a lot more terrifying up close then she expected. After all, her dragon form was pink. Like a Princess.

But as she slammed down to the pavement from the museum roof, vibrating the earth and cracking the asphalt under wicked silver talons, Mal gulped thickly.

“Ben, this isn’t a good idea,” she hissed, goosebumps rising on her skin at the horrible growl which tumbled in Audrey’s chest.

“Audrey! Please, listen to me. You have to stop this!”

Mal felt Evie grab her arm as the dragon opened her mouth to hiss, revealing a maw of horrible silver teeth. Pink smoke — like the smoke used to put everyone to sleep — billowed from under her tongue, cascading like a heavy fog onto the ground between them. Mal reacted quickly when she saw the golden glow of a spark in Audrey’s throat, and pulled Ben backwards, keeping him from going up in flames as the cloud ignited instantly.

The fire was hot, unearthly so, and Mal pushed Evie towards Jay and Carlos as Audrey’s form leapt through the billowing pink and blue curtain of inferno. She growled again, unfurling her wings and hissing like a snake. Mal tightened her grip on Ben and urged him to step back, but he didn’t move, staring into fierce green eyes with a lip jutted out.

“Audrey,” He said again, “please, if you can hear me you have to listen,”

The dragon licked her lips with a forked tongue as she began to circle them, long tail flicking back and forth, back and forth angrily. There was nothing human in her hungry green eyes, Mal noticed. She didn’t know how much good talking would do. Audrey could’ve been dead, with this monster replacing her.

“I know now how much I hurt you,” Ben insisted, “how much we...hurt you. And I know how much pain you must be in right now, after all of this. But I know you. I’ve known you for a long time. And I know somewhere inside, that kind, sensitive, gentle part of you is screaming to be let out,”

Audrey merely hissed again, lowering her body to the ground like a big cat ready to pounce.

“Ben,” Mal croaked, “I don’t have my powers.”

“Audrey,” Ben inhaled shakily, “I know you don’t want to hurt Auradon. And I-I’ve owed you an apology for a long time. I’m...I’m so, so sorry,”

Mal didn’t react fast enough. She felt a steel-like tail crash square into her chest. Something inside of her screamed as she was thrown a few feet back, hitting the ground hard as something cracked. Gasping with pain as kaleidoscope flowers blossomed in her vision, she watched Audrey grab Ben’s shoulders with her claws and push off into the air like a bullet.

“B-Ben!” Mal cried, unable to move from her place as Evie, Jay and Carlos ran to her side, “Ben!”

“Don’t move,” Evie insisted, “even I heard something break,”

“But where’s Ben!”

At that moment there was a sharp scream from above them. Mal looked straight up and saw Audrey drop the young King from her claws, sending him plummeting down towards the ground, “no!”

Mal’s throat was sore from the shriek as her fiancé fell, unable to stop himself. Mal tried to summon her powers, to transform and catch him, but she was still cold inside.

“I can’t watch,” Evie croaked, shielding her eyes as Jay and Carlos stared with open jaws.

Was this it?

Wincing as Ben got closer and closer to the ground, Mal’s heart leapt as there was a blur in the sky above. Audrey was lithe in the air, nearly invisible against the backdrop of pink smoke. She dove without fear straight down, 90 degrees towards the street. Then, at the last moment, she opened her wings which billowed like glittering sails. Her back claw grabbed Ben by the jacket, and with one mighty flap, he was placed gently back on the ground.

Mal couldn’t believe it. She saved him.

She didn’t have much time to think about it though as the street suddenly swarmed with figures. It was all a bit blurry as royal guards grabbed Ben and pulled him away from the danger. Audrey cried out sharply as something long struck her in the chest. The pink figure was laced with ropes and forced to the ground with a mighty thud.

“Don’t hurt her!” Ben cried, though I fell on deaf ears as Audrey began to chirp a pathetic, crying wail. She was in pain. Mal tried to sit up, but was immediately forced back by Evie.

“Stop. Just...rest for a minute,”

Mal wanted to complain, but her adrenaline was running out. Every corner of her body was flooded by ache and exhaustion. And as her eyes fluttered closed, all she could hear was a ghostly, melancholy dragon wail before everything went black.

#disney descendants #descendants #audrey rose #mal bertha #ben florian #disney #descendants fanfiction #disney fanfiction #dragon!audrey #canon continuation #descendants 3 #fantasy

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

Once Bitten, Twice Stupid prt 212 prt 2 (end)

Nope. They may not have had a birth plan, but Lance was clear about “not pooping out a baby”! Keith snapping at Coran

“He’s not supposed to be!”

Coran snapping back at him

“Yes, I know he’s not supposed to be and yet here we are. Lance...”

Lance just wanted it to be over, begging Keith in stumbled words

“I want to push... please let me push...”

“Can his body take it?”

“I...”

“Coran, can his body take it?!”

“I’m not entirely sure... The anus is not designed for birth. The muscle structure is completed wrong and there would be significant damage to the area... but Lance is a vampire... and he is a breeder. The area is softer and has begun to adapt...”

Lance’s arse did lots of wonderful things that made having sex with him much easier than when it was the other way around... Keith was all for the c-section. It was safer for Lance and the twins and something had to be wrong with the amount of blood Lance had lost. Both of them lost to Lance’s instincts. Bearing down his lover growled through another contraction, his “scary face” coming across his features as he slumped back tiredly

“We’ll need another two bags of A positive blood. Lance, you stubborn fool, I will never forgive you if this goes wrong. I want you to let your contractions build for me, then I want you to push with all your might on the next big one. Keith, keep him conscious. Even with drugs I fear he’s going to feel this”

Lance seemed to regret all his life choices with the cry he gave as he pushed longer and harder than the previous times, Keith’s legs firmly squeezed together as he tried not think about what was going on below the sheet. His vampire may have only sat up a little as he bore down, yet for Lance he might have well been bending himself in half

“And stop... stop... let them build again. One more big push to get those shoulders out and they’ll be here...”

The look Lance shot Coran spoke volumes on how he wished the fae would shut up, Keith braver than Coran as he tried to calm Lance back down

“Hear that, baby. You can do this. My good mate. One more big push and we get to meet our first little baby”

Lance went to glare at him too, but his expression soon turned soft as their eyes met

“You can do this. We all know you can do just about anything you put your mind to”

“They... never warn you about the pressure... makes the contractions the easy bit”

Keith would take Lance’s words for it. All he had in comparison were memories of bleeding arse from taking a huge dumb. Somehow he didn’t think the two compared

“Okay, babe. Remember, the next push is the big one”

Lance was crying just as hard as Keith was as their baby girl was delivered. Reaching for her, Coran placed her against Lance’s chest, using a soft cloth to clean her goopy face. Keith had thought Lance was truly the most beautiful thing he’d seen in his life, but his little girl took his breath away

“Keith...”

Lance’s face shone with pride and wonder as he stared at their daughter

“She’s perfect...”

“She’s so red... is she meant to be red?”

“Never mind, number two. As the blood flows through her body and she takes her first breaths, her colour will start to even out”

“But she’s so red”

A tiny slimy red hand lay on Lance’s chest. Her fingers were itty bitty, Keith repeating himself again

“She’s so red”

Tiredly Lance moved his hand to rest on her back, his mate had done so good. With an exhausted chuckle, Lance put him in his place

“We’ve already got Blue, you can’t name her Red”

If ever there was a time for dramatics, this was it. Placing his finger in their daughter’s hand, she gave a small cry. Instantly he knew he’d die for her. She was so beyond everything he thought he’d feel

“Nurse, if you’d be so kind, she needs to be cleaned... and you two, we’ve got another baby to deliver”

Twenty minutes after their daughter, their son arrived. Unlike his sister who was polite enough to wait a few moments, he was barely in the world before he let out his first cry. Keith finding himself unsure what to do now they had two. Lance wanted to see their daughter, the nurse bringing her over, swaddled up, just before the final push. With her eyes closed, she looked so much like Lance, except she already had the tell tale wisps of his black hair. As their son was laid on Lance’s chest, Lance let out a sleepy yawn, back to smiling again as Keith moved his hand to help Lance hold their baby boy. Both of them were so tiny. Every month of development didn’t feel possible when they looked so damn tiny.

Out of it on medication, Lance didn’t want to let their son go to the nurse for cleaning. Keith didn’t want anyone other than them touching their twins, but he firmly squashed his ego down as they had to make sure both babies were okay, while Coran dealt with things between Lance’s legs. Distracting his fiancé with their daughter, the werewolf sat himself on the side of the bed, pulling down the blanket enough for Lance to see her face. No words came close to his happiness. Peppering kisses to Lance’s sweat soaked hair, he couldn’t stop looking at their daughter

“She looks just like you”

“She’s got her daddy’s hair... Keith... she’s perfect”

“Just like you. I’m so fucking proud of you”

“Don’t swear in front of the babies... we’re finally parents”

“Yes you are! That was very dangerous and Lance will need time to recover properly. But congratulations to you both”

Having a few more moments staring at their daughter, Lance all but snatched their son from the nurse as he was brought over. His tiny little hand gripping the blanket, with the grumpiest look on his face. Lance was all smiles once he had their boy cradled to his chest, chuckling as he poked their sons hand with his finger

“Oh dear. He’s got your personality”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen a grumpier baby”

Keith frowned, probably making the same expression as their son

“He’s perfect”

He’d been as red as his sister... now swaddled up, he looked as angelic as her... maybe like a grumpy angel instead of a sleepy on. Again, not to be dramatic, but they had his heart wrapped around their tiny little fingers. He was a goddamn apex predator... who couldn’t stop crying because their twins were the most perfect being imaginable. He couldn’t get over how red and chubby babies were... or how he and Lance had managed to make two such perfect little lives.

“Now for the important bit, do you two have any names picked out for our little ones? Coran is a fine name”

The “important bit” to Keith was that Lance would be okay. He’d feel more reassured about it all, if he hadn’t seen what Coran had removed between his fiancé’s legs

“Will Lance be okay?”

Coran opened his mouth as if he was going to make a joke, then reconsidered. Lance was too distracted by their son to be listening to the fae

“He may take some time to heal. He may also experience some agitation from his ego. You have to realise he is exceptionally vulnerable right now. I’m quite sure if he to be separated from the twins for any length of time, he’d go quite crazy to find them. Birth is extremely hard on the body. He may partially transform, or he may experience accelerated healing. Nothing to worry about, he’ll be in tip top shape before you head back home”

Apparently he’d been too distracted by Coran, Lance whining softly

“Keith, no more questions... look at our babies”

He hadn’t taken his eyes off them for longer than split second

“I’m sorry, baby. I had to know you’ll be okay”

“I’m tired... but they’re... so perfect... so red”

“Yet when I said that, I got in trouble”

“I did the hard work”

“You did. You gave us a scare there”

“Had to push... the pressure was too much... look at him. He looks like more like me... with your expression”

Their son’s lips were all Lance. The frown on his face really did seem to come from him genetically. Hopefully he hadn’t inherited his lead foot. He’d have made Krolia proud with his driving

“He’s perfect... you’re perfect. I don’t... babe...”

His English failed. He loved their twins. He loved Lance. He loved their twins. Lance got it. He got how overwhelmed Keith was because they both were

“Shh... it’s okay. Coran, can we be alone?”

“I... uh, yes. Yes, I suppose I can give you a few moments while I fetch some fresh blood bags. Keith, please ensure he remains awake”

*

Blood still clung in the air as Keith sat beside Lance. Only Lance would try to move over and make space so shortly after giving birth

“Babe?”

Sighing softly, Keith turned his attention from their daughter back to Lance

“Sorry. I’m...”

Lance sniffled as he nodded

“Me too... I didn’t know it’d feel like this”

“I didn’t either...”

“Do we have... names?”

Keith had a name in mind. He’d had a name in mind of a while now. He’d had a name in mind since certain things stuck out, or failed to stick out, on Lance’s ultrasounds

“Miriam...”

His fiancé’s lip wobbled, Keith trying for bad humour. There’d only been one Miriam that had meant the world to both of them...

“You won’t let me call her “Red””

“If she’s got your fiery spirit, that’s a perfectly good nickname... but... I didn’t think you’d say... Mami’s name...”

“Do you not like it?”

“I... can’t believe you thought of her...”

“Hey, we don’t have to...”

Lance shook his head, their son scrunching up his face a stray tear dropped on cheek

“It’s not that. I... like Laith for a boy, but I... I’m not making sense”

Keith peered at his son. Was he a Laith? What did Laith even mean? It sounded like a tool used in construction

“Laith?”

“It means Lion... our little lion cub...”

Their son did look like he could let out a roar at any moment, or an unhappy scream to let the world know he was there

“You know, I kind of see it... it’s better than Yorak”

Lance snorted, he tried to bring his hand up to wipe his face, yet lacked the strength. Keith using his hoodie sleeve to wipe Lance’s nose for him, forgetting momentarily to be scared of dropping the baby

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what your mum was thinking”

Keith rolled his eyes, heavy on the sass

“Does anyone ever? He’s definitely not a Lenny...”

Sighing at him, he knew he had to get over his dislike of Lenny eventually. The joke had work thin

“Forget about Lenny... Charlotte? It means hurt, and my butt hurts from pushing”

“We’re not naming our daughter Charlotte Miriam because your butt hurt”

“Badum-tss”

Why did he adore this idiot? He’d walked right into that one

“You should feel bad”

“Oh, babe. I feel totally bad... I’m so tired but I don’t think I can ever take my eyes off them”

“We don’t have to name them now...”

“Mmm, but you heard Coran, I don’t know how long I’ll sleep... I wanna know their names...”

Keith had a thought

“What about Laith Hunter Kogane-McClain? I... was a hunter when I met you...”

Lance hummed, their grumpy boy not giving away how he felt about his name

“What about Laith Hunter Kogane? There’s enough McClains out there... and some day soon it’ll be my last name too”

Fuck it. He was already crying, he wasn’t crying harder because he loved Lance so damn much

“So we have our little lion hunter... and our Red Princess Miriam”

“Oh, so she’s a princess now?”

“She’s our princess...”

“I think Blue will have something to say about that... She’s so cute... I’d... I’d like Miriam... as her middle name, if that’s okay. Mami... Mami would have... would have loved them”

Krolia would be out there waiting for him, but Mami wouldn’t be there. This wasn’t fair

“Oh, baby. She would have been so proud. I’m so proud...”

“I’m sorry... I... feel so emotional right now”

“I feel the same way... you know, “Crimson” and “Scarlet” are both perfectly acceptable names”

Once again his bad humour brought a smile back to Lance’s lips

“You can call her Red all you like, once we find the right name... Lancella?”

“Lancella with photographer for a boyfriend? I think not. What do you think when you look at her”

“Well... to me... to me I think “Lena”, but I named Laith”

Lena Miriam Kogane and Laith Hunter Kogane... Yeah. Yeah... That felt right...

*

Two hours later, Lance had been moved to another room. Their twins sleeping as Keith finally drew himself together enough to face their friends. Carrying the bundle in his arm carefully, Keith opened the door to their room. Coran had been out to reassure everyone, Lance had been through a couple of bags of blood, showing signs of healing before he passed out. Keeping his voice low, he didn’t want to wake up the sleeping bundle suckling on his finger

“Hey, guys”

Krolia, Curtis and Shiro, were sitting on the few chairs in the hall, the others sitting on the floor, both sides of the corridor. Fuck, Keith’s ego was way beyond massive with his pride. Certificates of birth had been signed, Coran knew how to register the birth and all those details.

“Keith... is that... are they okay?”

Hunk tripped over his words as he hurried to his feet, Keith beaming with pride

“The three of them are okay. Lance lost a fair bit of blood, but he’ll be okay. Coran said it might take a bit for him to recover once he fell asleep. I know we kept you guys waiting, but he fought falling asleep until he couldn’t fight it any longer”

“And?!”

Pidge couldn’t contain herself usually, this time it was Allura demanding to know. Yeah. He’d hit one hundred percent smug arsehole about his family. Coran pleasantly surprised after taking the measurements, saying “they were ready to walk out”

“Laith Hunter Kogane, and Lena Miriam Kogane. Lena was born first at 2:12pm, April 30th, 51 and 6 pound 1 something. She’s for wispy black hair and the bluest eyes. Laith kept Lance exhausted for an extra 20 minutes, 53cm , 7 pound 2 whatever it is. He’s got the grumpiest little expressions, and like his sister, he’s got my black hair and Lance’s blue eyes. Lance didn’t want to hyphenate our last names because he plans on taking “Kogane” soon”

Pidge let out a squeal, before clamping her hand over her mouth so as not to wake his sleeping baby

“Congrats, baby brother... and congrats on the engagement”

Now seemed as good as any time to come clean

“Actually, we’ve been engaged for a few weeks now”

Matt spluttered

“But at the party...”

“It’s true the box was empty. We wanted to keep it to ourselves for a while... I don’t think any of expected today to be the day he went into labour. Coran said the general sickness was a sign leading up to labour, so was the stomach cramping Lance didn’t tell me about, he thought it was Braxton-Hicks being annoying again”

Krolia stepped forward

“Can I...?”

“You guys can come in... but this baby boy is staying in my arms”

Shiro seemed to hesitate, before asking, Keith trying to keep his face as neutral as he could at the coming question

“Can we see?”

Lowering the side of the blanket, Lance had his teeth in Keith’s finger, suckling down his blood. His fiancé had shifted back into a bat shortly after falling asleep. Keith had forgotten how absolutely adorable lance was as a bat. Coran seemed to think it was his body’s natural reaction to all the stress and exhaustion of birth. None of them found it funny, Krolia looked ready to hit him

“You could have told us...”

“Lance is baby. He’s feeding on my finger seeing he was a bit uneasy when he fell asleep and we couldn’t get an IV line in... anyway, come on in. Just don’t make any sudden moves. My ego’s pretty much out of control right now”

His ego being out of control meant nothing as Keith was drawn into a tight hug from his brother. The hug was everything he’d needed that morning when he’d been on the phone

“I’m so happy for you”

“I’m pretty happy for me too... Don’t forget, you and Curtis are the godfathers. You’ll have to give up being lame, you’re both going to have a huge responsibility on your hands”

“We won’t let you down... God, Keith. I’m so proud of you. Adam would be so proud of you, too”

“Thanks, Shiro. I know Lance would thank you too... Fuck, this has been a roller coaster”

“And I’m sure the journeys just begun. Now, I want to meet my niece and nephew”

“I have to warn you, they’re pretty incredible”

“I don’t doubt that for a moment”

*

Lance remained a bat for the following two days. He felt as if he’d been run over repeatedly when he finally came back to his senses. The happiness he felt when he held his twins... he’d truly never felt anything like it. He didn’t know if it was normal to love someone so instantaneously, but his dramatic arse would die for the pair in a heartbeat. Laith had all of Keith’s expressions down pact. He’d taken to feeding like a champion, unlike his sister who wasn’t too sure at first. Yeah, Lance had balled his eyes out over how precious they were. Their grumpy little boy screaming the first time he had his photo taken by Krolia, who had the flash on on her phone. Shiro had given Keith his camera, Keith making sure to get plenty of photos during the time he missed. He knew he’d never get that time back, but because his body had forced him to rest and heal, he felt like a better father for it... plus, he had the memories of their birth, and the precious first cuddles and hours of their lives.

After a week of rest, they were finally released to go home. There was nothing wrong with their twins, he and Keith hadn’t wanted to be apart and Lance couldn’t go home until Coran was sure he’d okay. A small neat gold diamond ring now on his ring finger, Keith deciding the right time to pull it out was just after Lena had thrown up on his chest. Lance knew that “being a diva couldn’t be genetically inherited” but he saw so much of himself in her. Romance would forever be Keith’s middle name, after slipping in the ring on his finger than awkwardly stuttering out “I got you a ring”. Keith was very lucky Coran had sorted things out with the police, or their “second engagement” might have been a bit awkward had the police pulled him over and arrested him for doing a runner. There was nothing Coran couldn’t fix, including his broken arse, though that had needed stitches to help along the healing and next time they decided to do this, he was definitely booking into VOLTRON a month early.

13 months, nearly to the day, his house was invaded again by two “strangers”. One a dark haired beauty, the other a little brother, grumpy at the world but secretly loving cuddles. Two strangers that would turn his life upside down again... and he wouldn’t have it any other way. It was time for a whole new adventure as their journey continued... doubly so when Keith finally went back to work, learning that it was okay that he was werewolf that preferred to be human outside of the moon. Neither of them asked for the monsters beneath their skin, but together, they made a damn good team, even if Lance did say so himself.

#once bitten twice stupid #oncebittentwicestupid #ashratherose

[trensu]

Episode 27: The One where I Want to Punch Basically Every Sect Leader in the Face. Repeatedly. With a Chair.

And we start off back in the rain, AKA OUR ENDLESS TEARS

Wwx is like, do you remember our promise?

And lwj flashbacks TO THEIR LANTERN SCENE FROM THE ONE WHERE LWJ FINALLY SEES THE LIGHT

WE GET TO SEE LWJ’S PRECIOUS BABY FACE AS HE FALLS HEAD OVER HEELS IN THAT FLASHBACK

IT HURTS SO GOOD

Wwx: i wished to stand with justice and live without regrets. But tell me now, who’s strong, who’s weaker? Who’s right and who’s wrong?

Lwj: wei ying! 

Oh god, his voice! HE’S DISTRESSED

Wwx: is this the promise we pledged our lives to keep?

THEY BOTH LOOK SO HEARTBROKEN RN

Oh, look, lwj is doing the deathgrip of gay yearning on bichen again. We haven’t seen that in awhile AND I WISH WE WEREN’T SEEING IT NOW

Okay, but for real, how can lwj look so hurt here when the actor is literally doing nothing with his face??

I know i’ve mentioned that before, BUT C’MON, HOW?? HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK??

Wwx: my only regret is that i didn’t stop the jin clan who took living people as bait

I REGRET YOU NOT TAKING DOWN THE JIN CLAN TOO

WE COULD’VE AVOIDED SO MANY PROBLEMS IF WE’D JUST KILL OFF 90% OF THAT CLAN, OMG

And now wwx is all, i missed my chance to protect wen ning before so now i MUST leave to save him

BC WWX IS THE BEST MOST HONORABLE PERSON IN THE WORLD

Oh no

Oh noooo

He’s pulling out his demon flute. We’re gonna get THAT SCENE

Wwx: lan zhan, if i finally have to fight them, i’d prefer to fight with you

Wwx: if i am doomed to die, at least i can be killed by you. That would be worth it.

HE SAYS THAT BC HE TRUSTS VIRTUOUS LWJ TO STOP HIM IF HE REALLY IS IN THE WRONG

AND I AM SCREAMING IN PAIN RN

BC LOOK AT LWJ’S FACE

HE’S LISTENING TO HIS SOULMATE TELL HIM THAT HE WANTS HIS DEATH TO BE AT HIS HAND

Oh god, he’s doing the bichen deathgrip again

He tears his gaze away from wwx and turns to the side TO LET THEM ALL GO PAST

EYES LOWERED AS HIS HEART BREAKS INTO A MILLION PIECES

HE’S CRYING OH GOD HE’S CRYING

THERE ARE TEARS GOING DOWN HIS FACE, OH GOD WHY IS THIS HAPPENING

HE DIDN’T EVEN CRY WHEN HIS HOME GOT BURNED AND HIS FAMILY WAS MISSING AND/OR DYING

And now he drops his umbrella to the ground AS HE TRIES TO DROWN HIMSELF IN THE RAIN

*HYSTERICAL SOBBING*

THEY PACKED ALL THAT HEARTBREAK INTO THE FIRST 6MIN OF THE EPISODE, WTF, SOMEBODY STAB ME

And after all that emotional torture we get Plot Stuff happening

Blah blah wwx at the burial mounds blah blah sect leader banquet blah blah

Ugh, gross, they’re letting the idiot sect leaders talk again

They’re all blah blah wwx is evil blah blah he murders ppl blah blah we hate him blah blah

SHUT UP YOU BUNCH OF WALKING HUMAN-RIGHTS-VIOLATIONS

This whole part here is so difficult to watch. They’re literally just trash-talking my PRECIOUS SUNSHINE BOY

Jc, lwj, and lxc look visibly uncomfortable with what’s going down and they kind of sort of tried to defend wwx but they didn’t present a united front or hold their ground

Instead they let yao and ouyang run their stupid mouths

Anyway

Here’s little itty bitty bits of almost wangxiantics in the middle of this mess

Jgs: yeah, jc, i know wwx is your trusted bro and all but idk if wwx actually respects your authority. Do something about it, maybe

Lwj: *subtly glares at jgs*

And then everyone joins in on dragging wwx’s name through the mud bc apparently that’s the hot new thing in the cultivator world

If you look closely while this is happening, you can see that lwj legit GRINDS HIS TEETH with how much he’s holding back. MY POOR BB HAVING TO SIT THERE AND LISTEN TO EVERYONE DISPARAGE HIS SOULMATE

Jgs: wwx totally doesn’t respect you, jc, my bro. Everyone here heard him say how much he thinks you suck or whatever

Lwj: No I didn’t.

OOOOH, LWJ IS ANGRY AS HELL

HE’S OUTRIGHT GLARING AT JGS 

Jgs: what??

Lwj: i never heard wei ying say that, nor did i see him disrespect clan leader jiang

HANGUANG-JUN I LOVE YOU, LOOK AT YOU DEFENDING THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE, I’M SO PROUD OF YOU 

And ugh, disgusting, jgy steps in to be all “oh, well, wwx said so many awful things that day, who can possibly remember the specifics?”

Lwj visibly swallows here, as if he’s choking back a response, and his lips are all pursed. 

HE’S FURIOUS. HE’S ROILING WITH IMPOTENT ANGER, WHICH IS THE WORST KIND OF ANGER, TBH

That’s all the wangxiantics we get from that terrible awful sect leader banquet

THOSE SECT LEADERS NEED TO GET PUNCHED IN THE FACE

LIKE, A LOT

WITH A CHAIR

OR A TABLE

YOU KNOW WHAT, LET ME JUST TAKE BICHEN AND BEAT THEM ALL WITH IT

OR BETTER, YET, I’LL USE BAXIA. I WON’T EVEN CUT THEM UP. I’LL JUST BEAT THEM WITH THE BROAD PART

*ANGRY YELLING*

Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute! 

This isn’t a wangxiantic

But it is an EPIC MOMENT that should be commemorated.

Because here we get…

*drum roll*

MIANMIAN BEING A BOSS

Jz: blah blah wwx kills our people indiscriminately blah blah

Mm: not indiscriminately

Mm: indiscriminate is not accurate

And everyone around her is like, confused and offended because they’re assholes

Mm: in this specific case, if the overseers did abuse the Wen prisoners and kill wen ning, then what wwx did was not “killing indiscriminately”

Ouyang: nah, the overseers said they never abused/killed anyone

Mm: OF COURSE THEY’D FUCKING SAY THAT. THEY DON’T WANT TO FACE PUNISHMENT, YOU IDIOT

(okay, she didn’t call him an idiot outright or swear, but it was totally there in her tone of voice and also ouyang is an idiot so there)

Mm: you all think you’re so smart and voice your opinions so loudly

Mm: I SECEDE FROM THIS BULLSHIT. FUCK THE JIN CLAN AND YOUR STUPID CLAN POLITICS

And she throws down her jin robes and mARCHES RIGHT OUT OF THAT SHITHOLE WITH HER HEAD HELD HIGH

MIANMIAN PLEASE MARRY ME

Lwj watches her do that and two seconds later follows her out bC HE RECOGNIZES BADASSERY WHEN HE SEES IT (and also she defended the love of his life)

And that badass moment ends

But the banquet of idiots keeps going

The jin clan needs to learn how to shut the fuck up

God, they just go on and on and on

Why are they torturing me like this

OH WAIT, WE’RE OUTSIDE THE BANQUET HALL NOW

We see lwj and mm standing together on a terrace, talking to each other

BUT WE DON’T GET TO HEAR WHAT THEY SAY TO EACH OTHER AND THAT HAUNTS ME TO THIS DAY

WHAT DID THEY SAY

TELL MEEEEEEE

Oh, side note to let you all know this direct quote from nmj - “that girl really has a backbone.”

Okay nmj, i’m slightly less angry at you now. I won’t try to beat you with bichen or a table or a chair.

(but now i kinda wish mm would join the nie clan. I think she’d do well there and also i want to see her carry a gigantic saber)

We get some chitchat with the Official Bros™ but idc let’s move on 

(tho i do appreciate the look nmj gives jgy, like, HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME lolol)

Ooooh, now we’re getting lan fam time

ANGRY lan fam time, uh oh.

Lqr: lwj, have you regretted it? I didn’t punish you when you broke into the Forbidden Chamber bc i thought you’d self-reflect 

Lqr: you shouldn’t have gone to qiongqi way and let wwx go. Should you make one mistake after another?

And lwj is kneeling in front of him this whole time with a blank face

Lqr: what’s the use of getting you to memorize the Great Big Book of Lan Fam Rules?? Tell me, what is rule 52?

Lwj: No association with evil

He answers immediately and without any inflection to his voice.

Lqr: did you forget what happened to your father???

AND WE FINALLY GET A REACTION HERE

Lwj practically gasps and lifts his gaze to meet his uncle head-on

Lwj: my mother, she…!

Lqr: hold your tongue!

And just like that, lwj shuts down again; expression flat and gaze lowered

GOD, THIS CLAN HAS HURT HIM SO MUCH THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE

I MEAN, THEY MUST’VE, FOR HIM TO BE ABLE TO JUST DISCONNECT LIKE THAT

THAT IS NOT THE BEHAVIOR OF A NORMAL WELL-ADJUSTED PERSON

Basically the entire lan clan needs to go to therapy, like, STAT

Oh, i just noticed, lwj has his fists clenched at his sides. He’s clenching them hard, too. I think they’re trembling a bit, actually…

Lqr: i’ve been taking care of you since you were a kid; you’re like my son.i was strict bc i wanted you to stick to the right path and avoid your father’s tragedy

Lqr: that’s what i wanted to say to you. I hope you choose the right path. You may leave.

Lwj still bows respectfully before taking his leave

And i’m sure y’all are wondering, hey trensu, why did you make us endure that angry lan fam time that hurt us deep in our soul?? That wasn’t wangxiantic at all!

That’s where you're wrong, my friends!

It’s actually SUPER wangxiantic bc lqr kept drawing parallels to lwj’s dad the practically whole time

You know, the dad that married their mother who murdered some guy and had the whole world turn against her. 

(Sound familiar?)

The same mother that dad loved with his entire being and did what he could to keep her safe from the ramifications of her actions? By marrying her? And hiding her in the cloud recesses?

YEAH, HE’S EQUATING WANGXIAN WITH LWJ’S PARENTS’ TRAGIC ROMANCE

Bc, you know, that’s a totally hetero comparison to make lol

Oh, now we get to see our favorite Disaster Het be less of a disaster

We’re not going into detail here bc we’re not here for hetero shenanigans, yuck (actually, i’m apparently weak to Pining Idiots of all kinds bc this whole jzx/jyl scene is giving me tender feelings)

BUT

I do want to add that OMG FOR REAL LWJ AND JZX HAVE SO MUCH IN COMMON WHEN IT COMES TO THEIR LOVE LIVES, IT’S FANTASTIC

I NEED 10 MILLION FICS OF THEM COMMISERATING OVER THEIR SHARED DISASTER-NESS

Also, how the HELL did jzx end up being the one who was able to express his intentions clearly? He was all “please don’t go to the burial mounds, stay here with me so i can protect you from all who would want to hurt you”

DAMN IT LWJ, IF YOU’D JUST SAY THAT TO WWX, HE’S UNDERSTAND WHAT’S GOING ON. 

YOU CAN’T JUST BE ALL “COME TO GUSU” WITH NO EXPLANATION

Jzx accomplished this before you did, YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED.

Huh, okay, i guess i did go into a bit of detail with that hetero nonsense. Oh well.

Now we’re at the burial mounds again with wwx

AND WE SEE A-YUAN PROPERLY FOR THE FIRST TIMEEEEE!!

ANY A-YUAN MOMENT IS BY DEFAULT A WANGXIANTIC, GUYS, TRUST ME.

AAHHHH, WE SEE A-YUAN DO THAT LEG-GRABBY THING HE DOES!!!

HE’S SO CUTE. TOO ADORABLE.

I LOVE YOU A-YUAN

Lol, wwx is all if you don’t let go i’ll plant you like a turnip

And a-yuan plops himself down in the dirt like YOUR THREATS DON’T WORK ON ME, OLD MAN, I LIKE BEING IN THE DIRT

Then he asks wwx for 3 elder brothers and 2 elder sisters, awwww. He thinks wwx can grow them in the garden (like cabbage patch kids!!!)

Plot stuff happens

Blah blah wwx and wq share moment blah blah jc shows up blah blah

Lol

Jc sees that glowing talisman door thing and is like THAT SIGN WON’T STOP ME BC I CAN’T READ

And then whips it down with zidian

Now we get some feelings-laden Yunmeng bros time

A-yuan shows up and leg-grabs jc and it’s ADORABLE

But jc yells at him bc he’s a JERK

Wwx scolds jc and then is a Dad to a-yuan: don’t put your hand in your mouth, you were just touching dirt!

Awww, we get to see jc fight back a smile at this! HE WANTS TO BE AN UNCLE, I JUST KNOW IT.

Plot plot plot stuff happens

More plot stuff happens

And the episode ends with us still in the burial mounds with the yunmeng bros

And you know what, i’m just gonna focus on our BAMF mianmian moment bc quite frankly the rest of the episode either had me in tears of anguish or spitting mad. There was no inbetween. 

I’m gonna end up having blood pressure problems at this rate.

I’m too poor young to have blood pressure problems.

The Jin clan better pay for any medical bills I get because of them, I'm just saying

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[pascalpvnk]

Pumpkin in the Leaves - Shawn Mendes

Synopsis: Shawn and the little one having some autumn fun

Word Count: 980

Warnings: immense fluffiness, trouble making

(this gif has no correlation to the blurb, I just thought it was cute)

“Dada, one more time! One more please!”

The tiny toddler raises her puffy coat clad arms up in protest. Her lower half is under the crumpled pile of leaves, some of them clinging onto her wind swept curls. Her honey eyes are pleading, and Shawn is huffing under his breath. It’s hard to say no to her when she is quite literally grinning from ear to ear. 

“Pumpkin, I told you that was the last one. We gotta clean them up and put them in the bags. Mama said we have to get inside before it gets too cold,” he lightly pinches her rosy cheek. The sun is inching lower and lower towards the horizon and the breeze is picking up quite a bit. “Don’t want your itty bitty fingers to freeze off.”

Her reaction is predictable, a pout. She flings herself backwards. It’s not a tantrum, but she’s just standing—or rather lying on—her ground. Leaves frame her face, the colors are beautiful in contrast to her complexion and eyes. Like she was made for the season. 

“I wasn’t ready! I forgot that it was the last one,” she mumbles. With every passing second, her expression becomes sadder and sadder. It even gets to the point where her eyes begin to well up with tears. 

“Okay, okay,” Shawn breaks, and her features immediately brighten. “One more time, but you have to pinky promise to me that it’s the last one though, or it’s not a deal,” he warns.

Cheers and giggles escape from her as she tosses fistfuls of leaves into the sky. Wobbling to her feet, she jabs her pinky out at him. It is much, much smaller in comparison to Shawn’s. Hell, it’s probably less than half as long as his. Minuscule details like that make his heart swell, reminding him of how little his baby really is.

Shawn’s pinky finger gently engulfs her much tinier one. The corners of her eyes crinkle in glee.

“You gotta kiss it, daddy. Or else it won’t count,” she points out. Her lips pucker out dramatically as she tugs on his hand.

“That’s my girl,” he smirks, fully knowing that he’s the one who taught her that. 

They both kiss their own hands in unison before Shawn sneakily scoops her up and peppers her face with kisses. Squeals erupt from her as she tries to get away. He stumbles to the tree, recovering from the laughing fit he caused.

“So,” he puts her on the ground, “do you want to watch or are you gonna help me out?”

“I wanna help!” She exclaims. With her mini rake in hand, she starts to pile up the leaves again as best as she can. The plastic toy doesn’t do much to assist her, but she’s still as happy as she can be. This causes Shawn to have to do most of the work, but he doesn’t mind. He gets to spend time with his favorite little girl and they’re both having bunches of fun. 

Within a few short minutes, the leaves are stacked high. Her eyes glimmer with excitement.

Everything about her screams youthfulness. It’s even radiating off of her, and Shawn feels like a kid again. That’s one of his favorite feelings.

“You ready, hun?” He questions. She answers by putting her hands up and giggling. Shawn chuckles along with her as he lifts her up. “Count me down, Pumpkin.”

“Three!” She squeaks as he rocks her forward, lot letting her go quite yet. “Two!” He becomes more exaggerated with his swinging. Clearly he won’t throw her into the pile so roughly, but it’s fun to pretend. “One!”

Shawn draws her back one more time and gently tosses her onto the crisp pile of orange and red. Her screech echoes down the street. Surely it was loud enough to be heard in the house, but Shawn could care less. He plops himself next to her, being careful not to squash her. She snickers as she scoops up some leaves, putting them on top of his head.

“Beautiful,” she beams while sprinkling more in his hair. Some of the leaves stay stuck in his curls, most fall back into the collection. 

“Thank you, angel. I love you.”

You come outside with two mugs in each hand. Steam rises from the hot chocolate mixture into the cool air. You find Shawn and your daughter still being entertained by the pretty leaves. Truly, you don’t care that they aren’t in the bags where they should be. The sight of those two makes you warm from the inside out. The loves of your life. 

“How are my two favorite trouble makers?” You call out. Their heads whip toward you simultaneously with the purest looks of youthfulness. The cold has nipped at their skin and turned their cheeks and noses red, and their matching eyes are as wide open as they could possibly be.

Without a response, they give each other a smirk, get up from the leaves and dash in your direction. You already feel like know where this might be going.

“Careful, careful!” You warn. “There is very very hot cocoa in my hands and if it spills…”

Shawn plucks the cups from your hands and very cautiously place them on the cement. He gives are a quick peck before throwing you over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” Your feet kick behind you as you lightly hit your palms against his back. His little look alike smiles at your struggle. “You little booger.”

You’re released onto the mountain and jumped on by the little one. She attacks your sides with her fingers and you trap her in a bear hug. Shawn lies down next to you and joins the now group hug. There’s nothing in the world you’d trade this for. You could spend an eternity with your love and your pumpkin in the leaves.

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[evergreen-dryad]

thoughts about spook 64 (aoi, again)

Interesting soldiers you got there, No.6 ... vases of peach trees for heads

mm I love the colouring of dark Aoi (she’s gone over to the dark side, hasn’t she?)

Or in this case, really wants to go over to the Far Shore...

suicidal?

of course Hanako’s the one to bring that up XD It’s honestly such a real fear though if your friend who’s also the prettiest girl around has been abducted by a strange, dangerous man

UTTER MOOD NENE YES SO WOULD I I truly headcanon Aoi would do the same if it came to Nene, if Hanako ever did anything to Nene Will I finally get some Hanako & Aoi interactions,, pls,,,

hmmmm I’ll have to reread this arc won’t I for the significance of these baskets. (yorishiro? was the previous spirit another kannagi?) Also, AOI SHOW UP ALREADY

YES MY WISH CAME TRUE

hmm... confirmation, has memories

So much of the flowery sweet speech... Good boy Hanako be on guard

Nene gave Aoi an out from answering there 😂

And there she goes... this Aoi knows how to play them alright, look at her deflecting questions like a pro HANANENE SHIP ALERT And some Hanako & Aoi interaction yayy

Who said this, probably Hanako?? Look at him he can’t take the whiplash his emotions have gone 😂

Now look at them bickering about it lol ‘wdym do you have a crush on me or not’ ‘NO OFC NOT’

LMAO

NOW IT’S AKAAOI SHIP

ALL THE SHIPS ARE BEING FED HERE THANK THE ALMIGHTY AIDAIRO THE MONTH-LONG WAIT HAS BEEN WORTH IT

Honestly look at this Aoi throwing these bombs left and right to deflect questions she definitely retains her memories alright. But the Aoi of before would probably not have said something so important so carelessly? I think she knew she didn’t want to mess with anyone’s feelings? And probably she would have kept Nene’s secret, so... This Aoi just doesn’t care anymore, and is coldly manipulating them?

Look at her cheerfully controlling the situation she knows how to press which lever best 😂

You know where the exit is? There’s no way it’s just this simple...

hmm it’s a pool (Mokke out for a swim~)

I’m never getting over how pretty everything is in here

Wuh-oh

Just look at that closed-eye smile 😂 😂

I find most interesting Hanako’s sequence of expressions:

-surprise

-concern

-shock

-tense

-surprise

-wary/baleful

-but the last... he doesn’t look angry? Rather...worry? Some sadness for betrayal on Nene’s part? How do I pick apart this expression, how

Anyway, I think it’s muted horror/concern that Nene’s human friend has been controlled to this extent

Just look at him protecting Nene to the very end with his eyes wide open, awwwww

AKANE YOU SURVIVED THANK

your own will? hmmm... Did that soul gem-like thing extract your inhibitions and morality? What you care for? She’s holding her hands to her chest as if there’s something empty there, so it could be her ‘heart’ that had been taken, especially with that circular opening in her robes. Thought it was weird from last chapter!

suicidal?? Does it seem like that?

Feelings of isolation?? Because she’s perfect at everything she does??  It really does seem like she might be suffering feelings of depression, which was exacerbated when the minions took her ability to care? Those with depression often find themselves wanting to go far away.

When you really think about it, Aoi isn’t really seen to be interacting with anyone other than Nene or Akane? She has to keep a distance from boys or they’ll just fall for her or get threatened by Akane, and other girls are likely jealous of her.

And Nene recently has been away busy with Hanako, so she probably doesn’t see Nene that much outside of classtime or club.

There’s a loneliness in not being able to bond with anyone over shared experiences, like complaining over school together, or gossiping about love. We’ve seen that Aoi can beat Akane in academics seemingly effortlessly even when Akane goes through tremendous stress and effort. (speaking as a formal gifted student, it seems like this is what’s happening here, or I may be projecting 😂)

And of course, there’s the fact that she‘s probably more spiritually attuned as a Kannagi. How much of the supernatural can she see?? CONFIRM IN THIS ARC AIDAIRO

Oh whoa there where did this come from

No.6 how much power did you give this girl. You gave her the power over the monsters of the trash pit?? Is that a monster-ass centipede with teeth. Dinosaur-sized teeth. I feel the Inuyasha references here alright! Cold girl in a miko costume, there’s a well, and yokai like these too????

Oh boy she’s really sticking to her miko/sacrifice role

Akane is literally just brute-forcing through the entire attack huh. Look at him go~ punching bugs into itty-bitty pieces~

And now he’s throwing rocks at them. How much force is that. What.

So Akane has super-strength, super-speed? Since he’s running up walls and there’re dust clouds... I’m assuming that supernatural contract gave him that  for his wish to be there in time/stop time. (fjdjsj the PMMM comparisons are real)

FLOOR-SLAM

HELLO THE SECOND I LOVE YOU OF THE DAY

(In comparison to the first one, Akane’s eyes are open showing how sincere he is about it.)

AAA

RUTHLESS

SHE REALLY DID THAT AS A DISTRACTING PLOY

NO MORE COMPUNCTIONS HUH

She’s really trying to throw everything and push everyone from the past away. Interesting that she doesn’t just let him adore her from afar as always

nooooo akane pls don’t die oh dear oh dear I hope that supernatural contract protects you... with either a zombified body or speedy healing prowess?

That hit... close to his stomach?? His lung?? Ouch

The closed eye smile again with these two!! They’re childhood friends alright

Still has the strength to drag his love down with him into hell huh

Wonder where the hole leads...?

WAIT JUST A SEC LOOK AT HOW THOSE HOLES LINE UP IN THAT LAST PANEL -- THE HOLE IN AOI’S CLOTHES/SOUL AND AKANE’S WOUND?

This chapter gave me everything I wanted: more of Aoi’s character, ship development, Aoi meeting Hanako (hopefully she retains her memories fingers crossed), and supernatural Aoi vs Akane. I LOVE IT, SO CHOCKFUL OF MATERIAL

More Aoi background + character *chants*

#jshk spoilers #jshk 64 #jibaku shounen hanako kun #akane aoi #long post wow #i really went all out dissecting this chapter #i just love it that much #jshk manga #i try my hand at #character meta #jibaku shounen hanako kun spoilers

[gottawriteanegoortwo]

Dark - Intrusive Thoughts

An event that has T.homas San.ders and M.ark Fis.chbach in the same room leads to an encounter that could be dangerous. As a reluctant guardian that is struggling to keep out of character, Dark finds himself facing someone who may be more of a threat than he initially thought.

Word Count: 2,642

Tw: Remus Sanders, Intrusive Thoughts, Suggestions of murder and other acts of violence, mention of sexual interest through flirting.

-

A big event was taking place in the city. Various do-gooders from across the country were invited for the weekend. Naturally, Mark was invited, but Dark was wary of it. After all, an event as large as that could draw the Actor like a moth to a flame, and then what?

“If you're so worried, then come with me and Amy. You can hide in the shadows and make sure nothing happens.”

That was what Mark had told him, and that was why Dark was hiding in the other's shadow. He hated resorting to this, but he had to be sure no one else got tangled up in this twisted 'story’.

The formal night was a drain on Dark. Even if Mark and Amy were lucky enough to sit beside a bright young man called Thomas, it didn't do much to distract him. Instead, the thoughts began to whisper again within ten minutes of the group sitting down to look at the menus.

You're only doing this out of guilt.

It would be so easy to just take Mark's body now and get it over with.

Come on, what are you waiting for! He's right there! You don’t want the Actor to get him, so why not take what’s yours?

“- but then Chica bounded over and -” Both Amy and Thomas threw Mark worried looks as a heavy shiver ran down his spine. He felt two taps on his right shoulder - Dark's sign of briefly dismissing himself. Mark glanced behind him to see something ripple across the floor, but insisted to the others that he was fine.

-

In a small room just off the corridor to the function room, Dark stumbled against a table. The thoughts were getting louder and he needed to leave the main area before he submitted and acted on them. He knew he would, and that was the part that scared whatever scrap of humanity he had left. There was proof of him acting out, showing that he was truly the ‘villain’ in the story when he didn’t want to be. It wasn’t fair! He didn’t want these thoughts in his head, not when he was so stressed and frustrated that they actually sounded like good ideas. He had sworn to keep Mark out of trouble, and lashing out at an event like this would do the exact opposite of that.

“Well now, this is a surprise, Thomas. Didn’t think you were one to call for a dark side~ Weird set-up you got this time.” 

A voice pulled Dark back to the present, and he sharply turned his head to look at the intruder.

It was a man of average height and build. He was dressed in black royal garments, with a sash and details in lime-green. A morningstar was being dragged casually behind him as he examined the surroundings of the tiny room. His hair was haphazard, like he rolled out of bed, with some large silver streaks on the upturned fringe. His eyes were wide and sunken in, their erratic implication emphasised by how they darted around. He even had a brown moustache that wanted to curl at the tips. In a way, that reminded Dark of Wilford, which meant this could likely anger him further.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, but you have the wrong person.” Dark made sure to respond in a slow manner to hopefully disguise his current mood. “I would appreciate it if you left me alone.” At last, the wild prince twirled around on one foot to face him. He tilted his head to the right with a squint, then to the left with a scrunched-up expression; before finally straightening it with a raised eyebrow.

“You’re looking a little peculiar today, Thomas. Hallowe’en already?”

“I’m not Thomas.”

That immediate counter made the stranger squint again. At last, the pieces clicked into place as his face relaxed into a smile. He took a step forward. Dark took a step back. This was noted by the other.

“Well now, this is certainly a strange and exciting experience. I thought the only ones I could talk to were Thomas and the other Sides. But you… Well, you’re quite the handsome devil, aren’t you? You’re a lucky man. I’m rather attracted to men in suits. Makes them look even hotter than anything else… Aside from their birthday suit, of course!” The stranger twirled the morningstar like it was a baton as he giggled with a knowing smirk. “So, who are you and why did you call me up? I’m sure I can stick around for a little while~”

“I didn’t ‘call’ you.” Dark was starting to feel uncomfortable. Not only was this man acting in such a crude manner, those thoughts in his mind were moving to the forefront. Whoever this was, he wasn’t helping. “Who are you, and what are you doing here?”

“Hey, I asked those questions first, cutie.” The stranger gave a childish pout, complete with hands on his hips. “Friends call me the Duke, but you can call me Remus. I’m afraid I don’t quite know why I’m here yet. I’ve never had the chance to meet such a dashing stranger that doesn’t have the same face as me.”

“Same face…” Dark repeated the words in a murmur, before realisation hit. “I didn’t know Thomas had Egos.”

“Oh, no no no. We’re ‘Sides’. If you were to take a giant hammer and smash his head open like a coconut all the Sides would come flying out like itty bitty jigsaw pieces! We make Thomas, well, Thomas!” The comparison wasn’t exactly a comforting thought to Dark, but Remus didn’t seem to notice. “So what can I call you? I’d be happy to call you ‘Sir’, or ‘Cutie with the Booty’, or even ‘Handsome Stranger I Would Fuc-”

“Dark. You can call me Dark.” Cutting over the other only served to add to his sour mood. Somehow, this imbecile was worse than Wilford. “I am not in the mood for company right now, so I would like you to leave before you make me do something I may regret.” Remus blinked several times in response to this. His expression quickly shifted to curiosity as he approached with a tip-toe that was almost cartoonish. Once close enough - but not too close - the Side stared deep into the entity’s eyes in a way that was quite unnerving. Was the other trying to read his mind, or simply trying to test Dark’s patience?

Before Dark could question it, Remus spoke in an unnaturally calm tone.

“Your mind is clouded, isn’t it? I can see it from the way you shift your eyes. There’s something troubling that pretty head of yours. It’s so bad, you reached out silently for help, but you didn’t call the ‘light’ Sides. Why would you call me over them, since they’re the ones Thomas favours…?” With a slow blink, Remus let his free hand brush across his lips in thought. As a darker side, Remus was never given the opportunity to help examine and solve a problem Thomas had - at least, not since the days before he and Roman were ‘born’, but those days were far too fuzzy and distant. So what could be the issue?

Wait.

“You’ve had thoughts, haven’t you?” It was asked in a low purr as Remus moved a little closer. “Is that why you’re in this little room instead of out at the party? Your mind started wandering and reminded you of thoughts you’ve tried so very hard to ignore?” He paused, a grin spreading as he noticed the hint of surprise Dark tried to hide. “Ooh, I’m right. I love when that happens! Now, I wonder what such a handsome devil as yourself would be thinking about. This is so much harder when you aren’t Thomas.”

“Can you step back? You’re in my personal space.” The close proximity of the pair was not helping Dark at all, especially when Remus was correct.

“Shhh, let me have this moment.” Ignoring the other’s request, Remus lifted the morningstar and gently pressed it against Dark’s chest. It was used to gradually push the entity back until he was sitting in a chair. “Remember I said I was a piece of Thomas? I’m his creativity. I share the job with my twin brother. But I get to work with all the juicy stuff, and I think you’re keeping a part of yourself locked away. Why does everyone do that? It makes everything so boring!” There was another huff from the Duke as he carefully tapped Dark with his beloved weapon.

“So let’s see, what sort of thoughts would you be hiding away? I bet they’re really neat ones too. Like… Kidnapping one of your friends and toppling that bookcase on them. Or taking advantage of a quiet moment to steal the final breath out of a stranger.” Another pause. Remus noticed the way Dark’s eyes dropped. “You’ve done that. You’ve actually killed someone. Why aren’t I in your head? You’d actually listen to me~”

“I don’t want to listen to those thoughts! I don’t want to be the monster that everyone imagines me to be!” Before Remus could counter, Dark’s lights flared up. “And no, I am not that. I never was. I am someone who is being turned into something I never was because they decided it. What you’re trying to discover are things that have infected my mind and are trying to corrupt me.”

“Oh, don’t say that, you’ll hurt my feelings. My ideas are just as valid as anyone else’s!” Remus did indeed sound hurt at that, but Dark wasn’t in the mood to care.

“Your ideas are outlandish and ridiculous. They’re improper and purely impulsive. What I have to deal with is far more serious than anything you could consider. If I were to listen to what I’m hearing right now I would -”

“Use the decorative ribbon on the back of Thomas’ chair to strangle him.” Dark’s eyes widened as Remus joined in to finish the sentence in unison. “Oh, I know how all this works, cutie. While I won’t allow you to hurt Thomas, I can encourage you to embrace that side of yourself. It’s much more freeing being able to get those pent-up frustrations out in the open, you know. If you keep locking them away, you’re going to explode, and that won’t do anyone good at all.” He was about to continue, but he found himself stumbling back after a hefty shove. Dark rose to his feet with a snarl.

“I refuse. I play the role of a villain but that is not what I am. I have dealt with these thoughts for years, I think I can manage just fine.”

“By what? Pushing them deep deep down and forgetting they exist? Don’t fool yourself! Corruption can be fought off with enough struggle and good will. You’re fighting a losing battle if you’ve acted on them before. Just try it! Let me show you how rewarding it can be!” Remus’ weapon was raised in self-defense, but he knew he was in control of the situation. There wasn’t anyone here to try and talk boring logic into the setting, and Dark had already taken the ideas and performed them. That was more than Thomas! With this knowledge in mind, he swung the morningstar at Dark.

His plan worked as the entity immediately countered by grabbing his wrist and pulling the weapon out of his hands. Instead of hitting him, Dark acted as predicted and aimed his aggression at the bookshelf with an angry cry. One book was lifted and thrown at Remus, hitting the Side square in the forehead. The injury would quickly disappear on someone who didn’t actually exist, so it was ignored in favour of watching Dark’s lights sharply blink around him as a shelf was entirely reduced to scrap wood.

That’s it! Let it out! Show them what you’re capable of!

Breaking things into tiny pieces is so satisfying, isn’t it?

Now, wood is fine. Imagine how much better a skull could feel cracking under the pressure. The sound would be music in the air and paint the floor and the walls so nicely. It would be -

“Dark!” A voice snapped Dark to the present. The morningstar was gone, but the bookshelf was virtually destroyed. He wheeled around to the source of the voice.

Mark had entered the room, while Amy and Thomas peered in through the doorway in fright. Remus wasn’t there. Had he ever been there?

“Dark… What’s going on? Are you okay? Shit… What happened?” Mark quickly examined the room, noting the broken bookshelf and books scattered across the room. He’d need to pay for a replacement, but he had to help Dark first. Dark was hunched over slightly, breathing heavy as he looked at Mark with vacant eyes. He was completely out of it, lost in whatever was going on in his mind. Mark knew the other had talked about struggling to not ‘play the villain’, but never did he think he’d see it. It was almost like Dark was a stranger, struggling to hold himself back.

“Dark, it’s me, Mark. Look, you’re okay, it’s just me.” Gingerly, a hand was extended as he spoke. When nothing happened, he took a slow breath and began to cautiously approach. With every step, he was ready to quickly retreat should the touch-aversive entity feel threatened by another presence. Yet, through some miracle, he managed to lightly place his hand on Dark’s shoulder.

Dark blinked once, twice, three times before some sort of life returned to his eyes. Registering Mark before him, Dark took in the sight of the wrecked shelf with alarm.

“Mark, I swear I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s okay. No one was hurt. What happened? I heard your shouting over the music.” That caught Dark by surprise. They had only just decided which options on the menu they wanted when he left. How could he have been gone for that long? He dropped his head in guilt, ashamed to have to confess.

“I was trying to… Ignore thoughts in my head. Someone arrived and starting goading me into it. Next thing I know, you’re standing here and he’s gone.”

“He? Who’s ‘he’?” Mark looked decisively worried. Very few knew Dark actually existed as more than a fictional character. When there was no response at first, Mark repeated the question. At last, he got an answer.

“He said his name was Remus, or the ‘Duke’.”

“W-what?” Now it was Thomas’ turn to be thrown into a state of shock. Everyone turned to look at him with confusion. “He… I don’t know how that would work since… Remus doesn’t actually exist. He’s a character from a series I do called ‘Sanders Sides’. I have a bunch of characters that are personifications of different parts of an alternate me, and they address various mental health issues or topics that might be difficult for younger viewers to understand alone. But he… Doesn’t exist.”

The room fell silent. Dark knew what he saw, what he had experienced. Remus was physically there. He had pushed the Duke away, and snatched his morningstar. 

“Unless… Dark was a fictional character too, or so I thought. What if that connection meant that he broke that fourth wall to briefly exist in our reality?” Mark knew it sounded absurd, but it wasn’t as though anyone else had any bright ideas.

“If he knows what is best, he won’t return.” Dark growled, hands clasped tight behind his back. He needed to work harder to prevent himself from slipping into character. More effort would be needed to trap those thoughts in the far depths of his mind. They had vanished now, and that was that.

But is assuming an intrusive thought is gone really a wise decision?

#writersofmark #darkiplier #remus sanders #anti-hero dark #tw intrusive thoughts #tw remus #tw implied violence #tw implied murder #Cracked Mirror (Dark) #(remus tbt) #(... please go easy on me. I've never written Remus or Thomas before) #(... I really hope this all makes sense) #personal fave

[edourado]

Five hours

First time writing from David’s perspective. Don’t worry. Still Kastle. 

Just an itty bitty thing. 

For those who sent me prompts: I have not forgotten you. My brain is just misbehaving lately. But I’ll get to them. Scout’s honor. 

Much love. 

He knew it. He just knew it.

Frank walked in, that relaxed, confident swagger that got on David’s nerves, sometimes, taking his jacket off and throwing it on the back of a chair.

David rolled his eyes, sitting there on his chair in front of his monitors.

“Did you get it?” he asked, looking towards his friend, his idiot friend, who thought he was being so slick.

Turning to him, Frank tried to put that usual scowl back in his expression. Well, David hoped he knew he failed.

Reaching inside his pocket, he pulled the flash drive out and tossed it to him.

“Piece of cake.”

“Piece of cake, huh?” David echoed, plugging the device in and waiting for it to boot. “What took you so long, then?”

“You gonna start timing me, now?”

“No, not at all, I’m just wondering.”

“What are you wondering, David?”

See, just that little line is more proof. Proof that he was too relaxed. Normally, Frank would just scoff, turn around and tell him to shove his wondering up his ass, or something delightful like that.

“Why you took five hours to retrieve a flash drive.”

Frank leaned on a desk, arms crossed over his chest, and looked at him. David looked right back, daring him to lie.

In the end, he just shrugged, and there was even the hint of an almost kinda-smile there.

“The guy had security, man.”

The drive booted up, and the password box blinked on the screen. David fired up the overriding program and turned back to Frank, who now gazed over his head, to nowhere in particular, his mind somewhere else.

And David had to laugh.

“You’re just the worst liar.”

Frank blinked once and seemed to come back to the present.

“What’s your problem?”

“No problem, man”. He swiveled his chair around to face the monitors, typing up the codes to extract the files. “There’s lipstick on your collar, just so you know.”

From the corner of his eye, he saw as Frank reached up and ran a thumb on the white collar of his dress shirt. And then there it was, that smile he reserved for only one person on this Earth.

Sure, Frank was, contrary to popular belief, a pretty warm guy, once you got to know him. David’s own kids were privy to that side of him, the father without children. Sarah was practically and expert in extracting things from him, making him talk about his feelings. She probably knew things he didn’t share with David. The guys from group, Curtis especially, knew he was not at all the psycho killer the country thought he was, they all saw and understood the actual hero that became the favorite enemy of New York’s law enforcement.

And David had managed to break his hard shell, they could truly be considered friends, now. Good friends.

All of that paled in comparison to her.

“I didn’t know miss Page was gonna be there”, he went on, at the risk of having something thrown at his head, typing away. “You guys have fun?”

When he was met with silence, David looked over at his friend’s - and, for all means and purposes, partner-in-crime’s - direction, surprised to catch him with his gaze far away again, a full smirk on his face.

“Oh”, he said, trying not to smile too much, probably failing. “You did, huh?”

Leaning off the desk to walk past him towards the kitchen, Frank, without any heat, tossed a random rag on David's face.

“Shut up, spook.”

He laughed, truly glad. Those two have been doing that dance for too long, now. Both deserved something good, for a change.

David went on extracting files and firing up decoding systems, but, while Frank stood in the kitchen preparing them something to eat, he checked that one camera that never left the feed.

Sure enough. Roses on the windowsill.

#kastle #kastleff #kastle ff #kastle fanfic #kastle library #David Lieberman #Frank Castle #Karen Page #(only mentioned though) #writing #ficlet #drabble #fluttershy #kaslte fluff

[kierantc-blog]

My comic book collection

So here is my own comic book collection. I’ve been reading comics on and off for most of my life but it’s only been in the last 4 years that i’ve become a regular reader again. I exclusively bought single issues digitally for a while but 2 years ago i decided i should buy some physical stuff, and here’s what i have to date.

So that’s the top shelf, complete with my first Funko Pop that i bought actually only the other day, and it’s Superman (my favourite character) from the upcoming Justice League movie. I’m gonna buy more.

As you can see i have the main Crisis events as well as Flashpoint and DC Universe Rebirth, and my personal favourite stories of All-Star Superman, Kingdom Come and Multiversity. I have some of the Earth One graphic novels but honestly i’ve been a bit lazy in buying the others. The Superman books next to the Funko Pop are the Death Of Superman series, i saw them on a post on Reddit some time ago and thought they looked great on the shelf so i bought them for myself.

Next up is my Batman shelf, it’s not as big as i’d like but i love what i do have, in particular Tomasi & Gleason’s Batman & Robin series. I also have a few of the DC You books but if you notice one of them is upside down, and that’s the Bizarro book, so of course it’s the wrong way around!

I’m sure some of you are wondering about the Batman plush, and it’s from a collection by Hallmark called “Itty Bitty”. When they started they only had a handful of them but now they have Marvel characters, Star Wars characters and more.

So there’s a lot of choices on this shelf, i have some DC You greats in Gotham By Midnight and Grayson, but the best part for me is the Green Lantern stuff. I love Geoff Johns’ work on the series, starting with Green Lantern Rebirth back in 2004 but it was easier for me to get back into the series with the New 52, which is why i haven’t bought the old ones yet like Sinestro Corps War and Black Night. They’re on the list though!

You can also see my Justice League books, and as you’ll see on the next shelf i do have the complete New 52 collection, including the fantastic Power Of The Gods book from Darkseid War.

Here you can see more of my DC You favourites in Martian Manhunter and the amazing Omega Men book by Tom King, and i also have the Shazam book by Geoff Johns and Gary Frank....honestly how this character doesn’t have his own on-going series is INCOMPREHENSIBLE.

I’m also buying Titans related stuff now with Rebirth, i’ve loved both Teen Titans and Titans but i’m not too familiar with older stuff and i did not like the New 52 Teen Titans series by Lobdell. You can also see my Wonder Woman collection but i stopped collecting the New 52 series after Brian Azzarello left, mainly because i loathed the run by Meredith and David Finch. It’s the one New 52 collection that i don’t intend on completing, but i have gone back to buying it again thanks to the wonderful Greg Rucka Rebirth series.

And yes, that’s another Itty Bitty! That was a gift from my 5 year old niece lol.

This is where i expose myself as a DC fanboy. My Marvel collection is dismal, bu in my defence i don’t find much value in the way that Marvel do their trades nowadays. They’re more expensive than the DC ones but they contain less content on average. The DC books in my experience average 6 issues per trade but the Marvel ones contain between 4-5, 6 at most. That is why i have stopped collecting the rest of All New X-Men and Guardians Of The Galaxy books.

Also i have one solitary Saga book. I love Saga and it’s on my Amazon wishlist, but i always end up buying other books first.

So i guess i should address the Meerkat dressed as Batman. In the UK there’s a comparison company called Compare The Market and they have Meerkats (who run CompareTheMeerkat.com lol) as their mascots. When Batman Vs Superman came out they had a promotion where if you signed up for car insurance you would get a plush dressed up as either Batman or Superman. I don’t drive but luckily my brother’s ex-girlfriend does and she got it for me.

So this is my final shelf, and it’s more of a decorative thing than anything else.

I don’t have a local comic book store where i live in the UK but my sister does in London, so when Rebirth happened she managed to snag me first prints of both DC Universe Rebirth #1 and Superman #1, bagged and boarded. They’re the only floppies i own (currently) but they’re two of my favourite parts of my collection.

The Superman book in the middle is a leather bound diary i bought from CostCo. I thought it looked awesome, just like my Batman Pez dispenser lol.

And finally....

My limited edition Superman Returns statue. This was given to me by a friend for my 21st birthday 10 years ago and is my favourite thing. As you can see the arm is busted, i’m still not sure how it happened but i do know that it’s almost impossible to reattach with any glue. I’ve tried dozens of super glues, even super strong Gorilla Glue but it doesn’t work. I’m reduced to using this white tack stuff but i’m not happy about it. I might try some clay or something but in the mean time this will have to do.

So there you have it, my collection. I have plans for more stuff and more bookshelves (thankfully i live near an Ikea) so who knows, maybe i’ll post more pictures as my collection expands.

Thanks for reading!

#DC Comics #Marvel Comics #DC Rebirth #FunkoPop #Itty Bitties #Superman Returns #Comic Books #Comic Book Collection #Shelfie

[landofwordsandfrogs]

plant update : therr have been no deaths. this is the most surprising thing in the world, considering ive not given a shit abt them for Months now !! ok, two babies are dead, bit thats because SOMEONE COUGHTMOTHERORFATHERCOUGH put them under THE BOILINGLY HOT SUN the other day and they Torched. some of yhem need repotting. theres a pot thats so full idk how the plants are still alive. another is mostly empty, so im moving the 3 babies in there to 3 little itty bitty pots i have. my echeveria imbricata needs to be repotted asap, shes got roots coming out of the pots holes Big Time, but at the same time shes.... very nuch okay, as well as the two babies she spawned there, And shes got more babies coming out of her uhhh trunk ? so im just.... gonna leave her be for now. Everyone. and i mean EVERYONE. needs a better watering schedule, or, actually, an existing watering schedule. a few of them arent too hot but ill be moving them to an arrangement for mom soon , so i didnt wanna water them now,,,,, my red sedum is... huge. She Is Huge in comparison to her pot, and shes Still Sprouting Babies. please call down and let me decide what to do. shes not v like aesthetically pleasing rn bc The Entirety Of Her is.... um. horzontal ? fallen . out of the pot. but at the same time i love it so much ? i dont wanna cut her and she seems to be alright so...... imma just...... leave her there ? lmao a lotta them gor small black spots (mold?) after it drizzled like everyday for a week, but they seem to be going down and not affecting them too much, so thats a relief. i wiped down their shelves so maybe thatll help to. ill put them inside next time it rains so rhey wont get ... humid lmao lemme see what else hm, i think . i think thats it

#succulents #plants #plant haul #lmao #francamente plants #francamente talks

[cutiecrates]

Cutie Reviews: Kawaii Box Jan 19

Here I am with another Kawaii Box review!

To be honest, after my concerns and small-annoyances with the Blippo order I got, I feel like my opinions on Kawaii Box have altered a little. On one hand, I appreciate how much effort they put into it and I like the surprise of never knowing what to expect- but on the other... I don’t know, the blippo order sort of left a bad taste.

I also came to a decision. This month I plan on checking out the Japan Crate online store and see what they have. If I find enough I like I’ll be making a purchase from them and see how that goes.

Word of the month: Fuyu - Winter

Okay, so first I’ll be showing a DIY candy we got for this month. I’m pretty excited because this is a new one that was released sometime last year I believe, and I’ve never tried it before.

As usual I’ll be covering this in a separate post, so look forward to that ;3

Praise Stamp Set

Our first item (ironically I took this one last) is a cute set of “praise dog“ stamps. I think these might be one of those “dollar store” items, which you can usually tell due to the quality of the box. As soon as I went to open it, it ripped so I’ll probably throw away the box and find a container to put these in.

I couldn’t find these or anything like them on Blippo, but they did have some other stamp sets. This specific one features a cute pink ink pad and 5, wood block stamps featuring cute little phrases and images.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Well, besides the cute color the ink pad uses, I think the stamps are adorable. They would be perfect for little notes or papers, and 3 out of the 5 would be great to share with friends or others (I say that because the other two have asian writing on them). But for a “praise“ theme I’m not sure what tea has to do with it..

The stamps also work, and of course you could use them with other ink pads too, which is why I think stamps are kind of fun x3 they’re very versatile; I loved using them to make pictures when I was little.

Animal Spray Bottle

Our next item... to be frank, I don’t think would be ideal during winter if you would try to use it in cold environments or when outside- but outside of winter it’d be great!

Back when I first started to get these boxes, one of the first few items I saw was a cute little spray bottle. I used it for a good while afterwards, simply putting water in it to use during summer. A little misting on the head and you’ll feel a lot cooler. But you could also use it for perfume, toner, pretty much anything liquidy.

On Blippo.com, this is available in 4 different colors/animals for $2.90. They also have the old one I got on there for $3.50.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

Besides being cute I think something like this is pretty helpful; especially if you feel hot or sticky. Spritzing yourself with a mist of water is very cooling~

The lid also stays on nice and tight, so I’m sure you wouldn’t have to worry about it coming loose and then getting the product all over yourself or items.

Moomin Plush

Our next item is this cute hand-sized Moomin plush. It is a bean-bag plush, and not only is it cuddly, but it can be attached to various items with it’s matching ball chain, or attached to things with the included suction cup.

This is available on Blippo for $5.90

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Besides a small section of its tail that’s a bit... weird, the stitching and detail is very nice. He’s very cute and soft too, and I like the versatility of how you can use it.

Tofu Squishy Charm

I love tofu squishies~ they’re so cute and soft, and this one is so little and adorable, I can’t get over it! Anyone who likes to collect squishy has at least one of these, whether you think it’s tofu or a marshmallow; or in this case an ice cube.

With the included strap you can bring this little sweetie around with you or just remove it and plop it somewhere you would need some stress relief.

You can find these in a variety of colors on Blippo, each $1.33

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

It’s very soft and mushy-squishy, it’s maybe a 6-7 out of 10 in terms of rising speed. It’s slow but it’s not a satisfying slow rise, but if you’re like me and don’t care about that then I think it’s just slow enough to keep quickly squeezing. 

The only problem I see with it is the fact it’s “lining/trim“ is very messy, which you can see in the pic. This is an easy fix with an execto knife or scissors though.

Dessert Sticker Set

Next up is this adorable set of sweets-themed stickers. You get a 30 count, a couple of each of the items shown above, with 2 of the very large sticker. On Blippo besides this set, there are sets of strawberry, sweet breakfast, and ice cream desserts, each one costing $2.90

The stickers appear to have a shimmery, semi-metallic finish and gold, shiny detailing to ensure they will catch attention wherever you use them. The page doesn’t mention it, but I also detected a scent while observing these. I’m not sure if it was the stickers or the packaging, but it’s a light, sweet aroma~

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

You can’t really say much about stickers- but I really like these! Being the sweets addict I am, these are right up my alley. The quality and detail is really pretty, especially when you compare them to the sticker sheets -in which I usually find little errors- and I wish we got these types more often.

Korean Tape Set

Anyone whose been around here will probably recognize this setup. This is probably the third set of these we’re getting (but it’s a bit different looking than usual), and this time the tapes seem to be more... decorative in inspiration in comparison to the flashier, bright colored tapes I’ve gotten before. But we’re getting a variety: 2 colorful patterns, 2 England and America inspired, and 2 elegant floral.

The tape dispenser is the same as always though.

You can find this set and others on Blippo for $2.90.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

I do enjoy deco tapes and I love collecting swatches/samples of them to unwind a little now and then, but I tend to get a little tired of these specific ones. However, in saying that I actually really liked this set! The tapes rip very cleanly and the tape dispenser works the best out of the 3 I’ve had so far. I like the mix of themes too, because I feel like this set could be really versatile in use.

Hungry Whale Hole Punch

This box has been really working on the feels, because when I was little another item I liked to collect and play with was decorative, cutesy hole punches. I still have them somewhere in my bedroom but I don’t really do anything with them anymore. If I did you can bet I would be purchasing the rest of the collection, also $2.90 a piece on Blippo.

There are 6 different colors, each with at least 4 different possible designs (like mine has a snowflake, fish bones, a teddy bear, and a star). It was pretty lucky that the one I got has a snowflake, given the theme right~?

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

Besides being the most precious thing I saw in this box, it also works as you can see.

Candy Highlighters

Our last 2 items are (ironically) a packet of highlighters, and a pen. If you saw my Blippo.com review then I just recently bought some highlighters- but they were different shapes. Although I also do possess some like these, but they are scented and have bright pattern designs.

Meanwhile this pack isn’t scented, and they have a nice pastel color scheme. On Blippo the set is $3.90

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

They work perfectly fine, the colors are much more neon and bright than their outside makes them look.

Our other item is this adorable Cardcaptor Sakura pen, available in either pale pink or white. Each pen is $2.90. As I grew up a big fan of Cardcaptor, I was really excited to see this x3 maybe we’ll get sailor moon pens soon~

If you like Cardcaptor they also have wand and stand sets you can buy on Blippo, but they’re kind of expensive...

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The pen is a bit top-heavy, but i didn’t have any problem with writing using it. It writes very well and is a fine tip; if anything I’m a little disappointed there’s no where to put the cap while using it due to the ornamental top. I also noticed it’s a slow dryer. It’s been more than 10 minutes since I tried using it and when I rubbed my finger over it, it smeared a bit and it was very lightly on my finger.

♥ Cutie Ranking ♥

Content - ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ We got 10 items this time, and while it’s heavily stationery dominated again I’m much more fond of these items compared to the previous box. I’m not sure if it’s because they were a bit sentimental for me, or if I just responded better to them. They all work and were good, even if it they had a few, tiny itty-bitty nitpicks there was nothing to ruin anything for me.  

Theme - ♥ Uh... I’m sorry but no. I see no sign of winter on this except for the cover art and whale hole punch I got; and only because it has a snowflake hole. There was a large chance I wouldn’t even get that one, so it’s not a guaranteed item.

Total Rank: 6 out of 10 Cuties. I loved the items, they were all cute and they work well- some better than others obviously. There was a handful of “nit-picks” I had which also plays a small part in rating this, I just think they failed in terms of the theme of this months specific box...  

♥ Cutie Scale ♥

1. Hungry Whale Hole Punch - It’s so cute!! I love to just stroke it and think of it like an adorable little baby whale~

2. Squishy Tofu - it’s so sweet and squishy~

3. Dessert Stickers - They’re so shiny! I love them!

4. Animal Spray Bottle - It’s pretty simple, but sometimes it works. Here it has a gentle, pastel aesthetic, and the lid is pretty cute. 

5. Tape Set - As I already said, I enjoyed the versatility with the different designs. It’s nice if you don’t want to buy a huge amount of different deco tapes and have something little to carry them in. The dispenser was the best out of the ones I’ve tried so far. 

6. Moomin Plush - I want to snuggle it~

7. Stamp Set - It’s very cute and little, I love the pink ink!

8. Cardcaptor Sakura Pen - As much as I love the anime/manga-based item and this series, I wasn’t in love with the pen, even though the detail was nice and it was a fine tip like how I like.

9. Candy Highlighters - I like the pearly pastel coloring, I kind of wish the ink was the same though cause I think I have enough highlighters in this style already.

Alrighty cuties :3 here we are, at the end of another review~ I’m so excited, because next up will be an ultra-fun DIY kit and Tokyo Treat! Until next time, remember to open up a box of cuteness every day~

#kawaiibox #moomin #deco tape #tofu squishy #kawaii #cardcaptor sakura #candy highlighter #cutie reviews