#ohhh if i fail you do be hinting

[dreamkidddream]

Special Gift || Leona Kingscholar

For my dear friend’s @nanamisflowerfield belated birthday- I hope you had an amazing day <33 reader is gender neutral!

“Happy Birthday (Y/N)!”

“Happy Birthday prefect!”

“Enjoy your special day, Child of Man.”

Hearing so many birthday wishes from so many of your friends warmed you inside- despite not being from this world, they never failed to make you feel accepted. So you shouldn’t be so surprised when Grim let it slip to the others that it was your birthday. You planned on just doing something small and simple, but seeing the effort that your friends took to celebrate it anyway made you happy.

“Oi herbivore, what’s got you smiling so hard?”

“Hm? Oh, hey Leona.” You weren’t expecting to bump into him on the way back to the dorm- you’re honestly surprised he didn’t skip (again). “Ah, it’s nothing- it’s just been a pretty good day today.”

“What makes today so different from any other day?”

You quirked your eyebrow, and felt a tiny pit in your stomach. You don’t make your birthday a huge deal, but most of the people close to you knew- and you consider Leona one of them. But even if you didn’t tell him, Grim definitely did (he probably told the whole school honestly). So did he really not know or did he not care to know?

Either way, you didn’t want to cause a scene, even if it did dampen your mood a bit.

“Um…nothing actually. It is a crime to have a good day?” You tried to joke, even if your smile was a bit forced.

Leona scoffed and glance over at you, narrowing his emerald eyes. He began to say something when he was interrupted by approaching footsteps.

“Leona, there you are! Geez, the one time you decide not to be lazy and you still have me running around.” Ruggie grumbled, then shot you a smirk. “Ohhh, I see now! It’s cause you’re with-“

“What do you want Ruggie?”

He let out a laugh, “Just wanted to let you know that everything’s good to go.”

Good to go? For what?

You didn’t understand what Ruggie was hinting at as he winked at Leona, but whatever it was made him scowl even more. You wanted to ask what they were talking about but Ruggie already began to walk away waving.

“Anyway, see ya later- oh, and happy birthday (Y/N)! Save some cake for me!”

You waved back, and turned to Leona, still curious on what he was planning. Leona Kingscholar was putting effort into something? You had to know.

“Soooo…what was Ruggie talking about?”

Leona clicked his teeth, “Something annoying that won’t stop bugging me- like you.”

“Wh- hey! I didn’t even do anything this time- where are you going?!”

“I got stuff to take care of- don’t wait up.” And with that, Leona walked off, tail swaying and ears flickering. You felt disappointment well up inside- no matter how close you thought you were or tried to get to him, it felt that he was still shutting you down. You thought things got better after the overblot incident, but you guess you were proven wrong.

The walk back to your dorm was quiet, and the little excitement you felt was starting to dim-

Until you opened the door and confetti filled your view, with the air being filled with cheers and whistles from party horns. The smile that was once lost was back on your face once more.

And as you blew out the candles on your cake, you only wished that you could figure out Leona.

—

After the chaotic surprise party, you laid on the bed, a snoring Grim curled up next to you. Today was still a good day, and you were glad that you didn’t feel as alone as you thought you would. You missed your world, but your friends here were able to fill that void, even if it was temporary.

Yet your mind kept drifting to Leona.

It was a bit frustrating- how can you care for him so much when he seems to barely pay you the time of day? You thought you were making progress in building a bond with him, and he even seemed to be tolerating you more in return. Maybe you were reading things wrong? No- Leona started to come around more, even if he was acting like you were being bothersome. Maybe you were reading things too deep? But if you were, he wouldn’t let you be his “human pillow” like he does right?

You didn’t have time to mull over your thoughts as your phone went off. Checking it, you got a text message from the last person you expected.

“Come outside”

“What?” Sitting up and doing your best not to disturb Grim, you went to move the curtains, spotting a very impatient lion standing outside the door. The pettiness inside of you wanted to ignore him and give him a taste of his own medicine, but he already spotted you through the window. He even had the audacity to mouth hurry up!

Racing down the stairs and throwing open the door, you were met with a yawning Leona. “What’s going on? Is everything okay?”

“Took you long enough.” Leona grumbled, then took something out of his pocket and held it in front of you. “Here.”

“You have the nerve to come bang on my door late at night and then you have the audacity to be rude too- wait, huh?”

Your rant was soon interrupted by his hand pushing a small box with a orange bow into your hand. You blinked up at Leona, who felt like he was staring at you in…anticipation?

…no way. Is this-

“Tch- you thought I forgot didn’t you?” His tail flickered, and you took it as a sign to untie the bow and lift the lid, gasping at the sight.

It was a bracelet filled with thick colorful beads, the golden ones sparkling and glittering underneath the moonlight. The jewelry looked so delicate, so expensive, that you cradled it close, avoiding any chance of accidentally dropping it.

“Leona…”

“I guess being royal does count for something, huh?” He dryly chuckled and rubbed the back of his head, peering down at the bracelet. “It was a pain goin’ back home to have it made- even more to see my annoying folks and having them ask questions.”

He didn’t voice how it was worth it to see you smile.

“Here- hold still.” He grabbed at your wrist and took the bracelet out of your hand, fastening it on you. After he was done, you lifted it up to keep admiring it under the stars, and Leona felt a swell of pride inside of him at the sight.

He wasn’t able to grumble anything out as you rushed and threw your arms around him, causing him to stumble back. “-!”

“Thank you for this, Leona.” You softly smiled and moved back to gaze at him. “I love it!”

You expected him to complain about the close contact or even push him away, but what surprised you was the feeling of his own arms returning the favor- and you swear you felt something soft wrap around your ankle as well.

“Good- you better.” And his response just made you laugh- of course, he would say that.

Leona wouldn’t dare tell you, but the bracelet he had made for you, he kept a matching one locked into his drawer. He wasn’t planning on wearing it with you around (that’s a headache he wasn’t ready for), but he was whenever you would return back to your own world. Every time the thought passed, he felt a weird sensation of pain in his chest that even sleeping wouldn’t fix- but he pushes the thought into the back of his head.

You felt something ruffle your head and bring you in closer, feeling the warmth of his touch-

He’d rather focus on the time he has with you now.

“Happy birthday (Y/N).”

#dream rambles about twst ♦️♠️ #bestie nanami 💛 #twst x gender neutral reader #twst leona x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #leona kingscholar x reader #leona x you #leona x reader #twisted wonderland x gender neutral reader

[ezziefae]

Thoughts while reading The Prisoners Throne Excerpt

Here's a rushed annotation of some parts of the excerpt that really drew my attention. Jurdan fans be ready for many surprises.

"Imagine you have a weapon. They had been in Vivi’s second apartment, standing on a small metal balcony. Inside, Taryn and Vivi had been fussing over Leander, who was learning to crawl. The Ghost had asked about Oak’s training and been uninterested in the excuse that he was eleven, had to go to school, and couldn’t be swinging around a longsword in the common space of the lawn without neighbors getting worried."

(this is a flashback) Taryn’s child makes their first debut!! Taryn named the boy Leander. (I’m assuming its a boy name) Since the Ghost is in Vivi’s apartments could that be a hint that he’s romantically involved with Taryn? Or it could also be that he’s accompanied Taryn to protect her. It's super cool to see The Ghost and Oak training together.

"Oak had actually liked making his own sword. It was huge and black with a bright red hilt covered in demonish faces. It looked like the sword of someone in an anime he’d been watching, and he felt like a badass, holding it in his hands. The sight of Oak’s blade had made the Ghost smile, but he didn’t laugh. Instead, he started moving through a series of exercises, urging Oak to follow. He told the prince should call him by his non‑spy name, Garrett, since they were friends."

Love that Holly is still referencing anime in the Elfhame series. Can we also talk about The Ghost’s character development? In TFOTA series he always kept to himself, and now he’s letting his closest friends call him by his real name.

"The prince has been imprisoned three weeks, according to the tallies he’s made in the dust beneath the lone bench. Long enough to dwell on every mistake he has made on his ill‑fated quest."

THREE WEEKS??? What the heck have Jude and Cardan been doing for three weeks??? I honestly expected for him to be rescued asap. If anything Jude and Cardan have been carefully planning to save oak and I guess that takes a lot of time. 

"His family must be in a panic right now. He trusts that Tiernan got Madoc to Elfhame safely, no matter what the redcap general wanted. But Jude would be furious with Tiernan for leaving Oak behind and even angrier with Madoc, if she guesses just how much of this is his fault."

I really want to see someone from Elfhame’s POV on Jude finding out on Oak being taken prisoner by Wren. I want to see a raging Jude. I’d be terrified to be in Tiernan’s place, since it was his job to protect Oak, and he failed that.

"Possibly Cardan would be relieved to be rid of Oak, but that wouldn’t stop Jude from making a plan to get him back. Jude has been ruthless on Oak’s behalf before, but this is the first time it’s scared him. Wren is dangerous. She is not someone to cross. Neither of them are."

OHH??? OHHH???? So many things are thrown at us here. Oak has a reason to believe that Cardan doesn’t like him??? To the point where Oak believes Cardan would even be RELIEVED to get rid of him? That was SUPER unexpected. Oak finally takes it in that neither Wren or Jude are people to cross. As much as I hate saying this, I want a Jude and Wren fight. That would be amazing. Not saying I want either of them to die, or get hurt, but that would be an intense scene. 

“I can do better,” he says. “And perhaps you might bring me a little gossip to cheer the chilly monotony of my days.” “You’re very silly, Your Highness,” she says after a moment, biting her bottom lip a little.

Oak is using his most dangerous power, seduction. Screaming. 

"He remembers Oriana’s warning to him when he was a child. A power like the one you have is dangerous, she said. You can know what other people most want to hear. Say those things, and they will not only want to listen to you. They will come to want you above all other things. The love that a gancanagh inspires—some may pine away for desire of it. Others will carve the gancanagh to pieces to be sure no one else has it."

I'm so glad holly is diving deep into this, We know that Locke also had this power, and how he was wielding it in TFOTA series. 

"That night, he wakes to the sight of a snake crawling down the wall, its black metal body jeweled and glittering. A forked emerald tongue tastes the air at regular intervals, like a metronome. It startles him badly enough for him to back up against the bars, the iron hot against his shoulders. He has seen creatures like it before, forged by the great smiths of Faerie. Valuable and dangerous. The paranoid thought comes to him that poison would be one straightforward way to solve the problem of his being held by an enemy of Elfhame. If he were dead, there’d be no reason to pay a ransom."

Oak sees this snake, and he immediately thinks it was sent from elfhame to kill him. Which is insane for him to believe that. 

"He doesn’t think his sister would allow it, but there are those who might risk going around her. Grima Mog, the new grand general, would know exactly where to find the prince, having served the Court of Teeth herself. Grima Mog might look forward to the war it would start. And, of course, she answered to Cardan as much as Jude."

"Not to mention there was always the possibility that Cardan convinced Jude that Oak was a danger to them both."

WHAT IS THIS DISAPPROVAL CARDAN HAS ON OAK?? The fact that Oak believes Cardan sent the snake to KILL HIMM, that's absolute madness. Like what the helll did this man do to Oak to make him feel this way?? Cryingggg. 

"It yawns widely enough for him to see silver fangs. The links of its body move, and a ring comes up from its throat, clanging to the floor. He leans down and lifts it. A gold ring with a deep blue stone, scuffed with wear. His ring, a present from his mother on his thirteenth birthday and left behind on his dresser because it no longer fit his finger. Proof that this creature was sent from Elfhame. Proof that he was supposed to trust it."

THIS IS THE RING THAT'S ON THE COVER!! Now we know what the ring means to Oak!!

“Prinss,” it says. “In three daysssss, you mussss be ready for resssss‑cue.” “Rescue?” Not here to poison him, then. The snake just stares with its cold, glittering eyes.

Okay so Jude sent a snake as a messenger to Oak, to let him know that they're coming to save him in three days. Cool….coool.

“Give me longer,” he says, no matter that it’s ridiculous to negotiate with a metal snake and even more ridiculous to negotiate for his own imprisonment, just in order to get a chance to speak with someone who refuses to see him. “Two more weeks perhaps. A month.”

THIS STUBBORN BOYYYYYY. Oh I know Jude would be absolutely furious for that.

"Oak slides the ring onto his pinkie finger, watching the snake as it coils its way up the wall. Halfway to the ceiling, he realizes that just because it wasn’t sent to poison him doesn’t mean it wasn’t sent to poison someone."

BIG MISTAKE MISTER SNAKE, BIGGGGG MISTAKEEEE.

He jumps onto the bench and grabs for it, catching the end of its tail. With a tug, it comes off the wall, falling against his body and coiling around his forearm. “Prinsssss,” it hisses. As it opens its mouth to speak, he notes the tiny holes in the points of its silvery fangs. When it does not strike, Oak pries the snake carefully from around his arm. Then, gripping the end of its tail firmly, he slams it down against the stone bench. Hears the cracking of its delicate mechanical parts. A gem flies off. So does a piece of metal. He whips it against the bench again.

Oak really said “oh hell no, you're not killing the women i love, nah uh,” and then proceeds to kill it in a very violent unsettling manner. Everyone was right when they said that Oak was like Madoc.

Straun spits on the floor in front of the prince’s cage. “No amount of gold or gems will save you. If my winter queen wants you to rot here, you’re going to rot.” “Your winter queen?” Oak repeats, unable to stop himself. The falcon looks a little shamefaced and turns to go back to his post. He’s young, Oak realizes. Older than Oak, but not by so very much. Younger than Hyacinthe. It shouldn’t be a surprise that Wren made such an impression on him. It shouldn’t bother Oak, shouldn’t fill him with a ferocious jealousy.

THE JEALOUSY HAS ME CACKLING. He was imprisoned, neglected in his cell by wren and yet he's jealous whenever someone else has lovey dovey eyes for wren. This man is so down for wren, and I don’t blame him. 

The Ghost taught him how to move stealthily, but he’s never been very good at it. He blames his hooves, heavy and hard. They clack at the worst possible times. But he makes an effort, sliding them against the floor to minimize noise.

Super cool to see how much The Ghost has impacted Oak's skills. The court of shadows in general has been a huge part in Oak’s training and it shows.

Oak moves fast, jerking Straun backward and covering his nose and mouth with the cloth. The guard struggles, but inhaling blusher mushroom slows his movements. Oak presses him to the floor until he’s unconscious.

THERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Welp, The excerpt ends in Oak escaping his cell…..after all thar chaos i've become too impatient. Just 3 Months until this book comes out !!! 

#CARDAN DOESNT LIKE OAK?? THATS INSANE #JUDE AND CARDAN ARE REALLY COMING BACK #jude duarte #holly black #the folk of the air #jurdan #oak greenbriar #the prisoners throne #elfhame #the stolen heir #cardan greenbriar #the cruel prince #The Prisoners Throne Peeks

[thetfer]

You, anon-sect, were going about your usual routine of going to the gym and hanging out with friends. After several hours in the hot sunshine, you decided to head home. Taking a seat on the train home, you heard the pleading cries of the transformed victims trapped on your feet. You had seriously abused them today, but they were just your socks and shoes, so you didn't care. Your feet were sweating like crazy, forcing both socks and shoes to absorb it all. As you wiggled your toes within them, you could tell the shoes didn't have long left before they were completely trashed.

Looking around the train car, you noticed a perfect target to TF into new ones just a few feet away from you. He was a muscular looking stud with a handsome face that you were dying to step on as an insole. The stud was also completely distracted by his phone, making it even easier to TF him without him even realizing that he's screwed. This made your cock very hard.

Sliding yourself up the row towards him, you subtly eyed him up, imagining how comfortable he was gonna be on your feet. You pulled out the TF device and set the program to “SHOES/PERMANENT”. After making sure no one was watching, you pulled the trigger on it and fired the device at the guy. There was a bright flash of light, and as it died down, Anon-sect, you expected to see your new shoes sitting on the seat in front of you, but somehow…someway, the muscular guy was still there, completely untouched by the transformation beam. This was more than confusing for you, you had done this so many times in the past. At this point, you had probably transformed hundreds of innocent lives, irreversibly reshaped into any object you deemed them to be. No one had ever resisted the effects of your device up till this point, it was outright impossible for this guy to still be human.

You pondered what might've gone wrong, looking over the device best you can without drawing too much attention. You were angry, no, Furious that he had survived your shot, so when he started chatting with you, it took everything in you to not blow up at him.

“Hey, did your little toy break? Aww, that sucks man…”, the guy across from you spoke up, sounding exactly like the dumb ‘Jock Bro’ he appeared to be. There was a hint of sympathy in his voice, which you had to hold your breath at to keep from laughing. You had just tried to turn him into your permanent footwear, and he was saddened by your perceived “broken toy”? It made you wonder, if you told him what you had planned on doing to him, would he apologize for failing to become your shoes? Man, this guy is such an easy target, it almost felt cruel…

“No, it's not broken. It's also not a toy, but if I told you what it really was, I'd have to, in a literal sense,  put a foot in your mouth”, you snapped back at him, smirking slightly at your own sly word play and continued trying to suss out the fault in the device.

The guy had a dumbfounded look on his face, but then he seemed to catch on to something, “Uh…ohhh, like some kind of secret project? Aw, that's pretty cool man! I've actually got my own secret project goin’, wanna see!?”, 

This guy was starting to annoy you, but not to seem suspicious, you looked up at him, faining curiously.

The guy looked overjoyed to see you interested in his so called “secret project”. He excitedly turned his phone towards you and showed you the image that was on the screen. “I snapped a pic of these awesome shoes that I want, am just waitin’ on them realizing they're supposed to be there”. Despite his obvious luke-warm IQ, it was hard not to be indeered to this guy. You were ready to write him off as a dumb meathead that would soon be imprisoned on your feet…until you actually looked at the picture on his phone. It showed a pair of white coloured High-Top sneakers, with red and black accents. You had to agree, they did look pretty awesome…however, the picture depicted the shoes on the floor of the train car, the exact same one you were in…then you realized what kind of phone this guy had…it was a TF phone.

You started to feel extremely lightheaded, your surroundings spinning rapidly around you. You looked down at your own TF device and your mistake was flashing right in your face. “Please Confirm Your Settings” was displayed on its screen. You had forgotten to press confirm, and without doing that, the device would never have fired…which meant that the bright flash of a TF beam didn't come from your device after all, but instead it came from the Muscular Jock Bro's phone!

Looking up at him in horror, you slid off your seat and landed with a thud on the floor right by the guy's nasty, beat-up gym sneakers.

“Yo, what you doin’ on the floor man…? Oh, wait! Are you tryna catch a whiff of ma feets? That's kinda weird Bro, my feet really stink, but, I guess it ain't hurtin’ no one…”, and with a confused, but friendly smile, the guy kicked off his sneakers and pressed his hot, stinky, sweat-soaked socked feet right against your face. “Oh, by the way, ma names Chad! I would ask for your name, but, I don't think shoes deserve names…”, despite retaining his air-headed bubbly himbo tone, the last line he spoke had a sinister edge to it, revealing that he knew exactly what he was doing to you.

You had become completely paralyzed shortly after landing on the floor, so you could do nothing as the guy shoved his stinking,  rancid feet in your face. Was this karma…? Was the universe torturing you like this as a form of revenge on behalf of all your former victims? This was the only explanation that made sense to you. How else could you have forgotten such a simple step like press confirm on your settings, you've done that a million times! All you could do was sniff, Chad's putrid, toxic foot stink no doubt speeding up the transformation process as you felt a strange sensation in your skin.

“Uh…hey Bro!”, the guy called down to you, pretending badly to sound concerned, “you don't look so good, man…it looks like you'returnin’ whit! Are ma feets too stinky for ya!? Aw, am so sorry, Man”, his tone was dripping with sarcasm, and even worse, you could spot a very visible bulge pressing against his sweats…he was enjoying this.

His feet were so rancid,  but they were the least of your concerns. With pleading eyes, you looked up at him, begging, praying he would stop this…but the look of pleasure on his face told you that was never going to happen. As he gently stroked the sizable bulge in his pants, you felt your skin get tighter, squeezing out a few tears from your eyes…you didn't want this, you didn't want to be some guy's shoes! This guy was supposed to be your shoes!! As you felt a mix of fear and anger, your transformation seemed to accelerate, causing intense pain and discomfort as your body began to contort and reshape into its new form.

Staring down at you, the guy was now smirking, excited as he watched this happening to you. “Yo!!! Bro!!!! You're ma fuckin’ shoes now!!! Hahaha, pathetic loser!!!“, the guy eagerly watched as your horrific transformation was finalized, leaving you looking exactly like the picture on his phone.

Wasting no time, the guy pulled you onto his feet, your face instantly being squashed beneath his hot smelly foot. “Oh man, you feel so good on me, so comfortable!”, he remarked, pressing his foot down hard against your insole face.

This was Hell…not only were his feet fucking toxic, but the guy himself was a huge mound of muscle, weighing at least 400 pounds. However, your situation quickly changed from bad to worse when he pulled on the other shoe. From your experience with TFing people, you obviously knew the face became one of the insoles, but you never could figure out what formed the other insole…until now.

As Chad pulled on the other shoe, you could feel his sweaty toes sliding along your dick, before his heel settled down on top of your balls…this sensation made you want to cum so hard, but you couldn't, your cock was an insole. This orgasmic pleasure soon intensified as Chad played with the shoe on his foot, as if he knew your penis was now its insole. Pleasure turned to pain as there was no way to release the tension. 

“Oh please…please let me cum…oh god it hurts!!! Just let me cum, please god let me cum!!!”, you mentally begged, screamed and cried, but to release came. You were locked in eternal orgasm for the rest of your life!

“Oh f-fuck…”, that was the last thought you had before his full weight crushed down on your privets. You were in agony, and there was nothing you could do to stop it.

As for the muscular guy, he couldn't help but admire the quality of his new shoes! They felt high end, and super comfortable. Testing them out with a stroll up and down the train car, he found that the shoes would contract around his feet with each step, almost as if the shoes were giving his feet a massage as he walked. “Man, it was awesome of you to turn into my shoes! Am gonna wear you everyday Bro, especially to the gym! You're ma new favorite pair now!”, he excitedly informed you, mercilessly wiggling his big thick toes on you.

You screamed at the thought of that. Everyday!? There was no way you could mentally survive that! You began to cry and plead, begging to be turned human again, but it never came. You would live out the rest of your existence on his feet, smelling, tasting and feeling every second of it at 10000X the insanity of a normal human. 

Chad kept his word and wore you every single day, and to torture you even further, he also never changed his sock either. Eventually, you would begin to rot on his feet, his rancid sweat dissolving your shoe bodies. First to go was your insole cock. Chad's sweat had quickly stained it a deep orange, and once that happened, the integrity of your insole cock rapidly deteriorated with searing, blinding pain. You thought your mind was going to burn up…in fact, you hoped it would…unfortunately it stayed intact, forcing you to feel you cock and balls rot away beneath Chad's foot. Next was your face, you could both smell and taste yourself rotting, but you never died. Chad simply threw you in a closet with the rest of his rotting sneakers, leaving you to your fate in pain and agony as shoes, forever!

This is a post requested by @anon-sect Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it :)

Go check out @anon-sect and enduldge in his amazing TF stories!!

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[cherry-flavoured-thot]

Hi, may i request Kalim with c, t and x?

🎉3k celebration 🎉

c - courtship, what do they do to hint at wanting to get together? is it obvious they’re courting you or subtle? 

"Kalim, do you know what subtly means?" Jamil is looking at Kalim in scrutiny, who is thinking aloud to himself about what gift he should give to you next. He's narrowed it down to a ruby ring or a golden bracelet, he's almost talked himself into just gifting you both, until the question captures his attention. He tilts his head at the other male, who shakes his head and sighs before continuing. "How many gifts would this be now?"

"Six- no wait seven!" He’s counting on his fingers, gleefully holding them out in front of him after recalling all the gifts he’s given you so far. They weren’t all jewels, he started off with sending flowers to your dorm and making his way up to gifting the rest by hand. Jamil stares in silence, waiting for the other to actually think about it for a moment. "Ohhh I'm being too obvious right? Maybe I should be a bit more secretive about my feelings?" Everyone knows at this point that Kalim likes you, it’s all a waiting game to see how long until he actually confesses.

"Precisely." 

"The gold bracelet it is!"

Jamil sighs, defeated knowing there is no point in arguing any further, as Kalim has already made up his mind. 

t - tears, how often do they cry? what can cause it? what do they do when you cry? are they good at cheering you up? 

Kalim is the worst person to watch movies with sad scenes in them, he cries without fail every time. It’s even worse when said sad moment has something to do with animals, if the dog dies, he’s crying his heart out. And you’re sitting there rubbing his shoulder trying to gently remind him it’s just a movie. “I know but the poor dog.” He will cling to you with tears streaming down his face until he manages to get ahold of himself, and as long as you don’t bring up the scene for the next hour he should be fine. 

And when he sees you cry, whatever the reason from sad movies to actual events in your life, he might tear up too. Keeping it together to ask you what’s wrong and if can do anything to help? Did someone make you cry? He’ll go talk to the person responsible. Are you just stressed? What about a magic carpet ride to just forget about everything for a while? You’re homesick? Tell him about your home so he can find something familiar to give to you. You’re just sad? That’s okay everybody gets sad, feel free to cry as much as you like. 

Whatever the scenario he’s right by your side, letting you cry and not leaving until he’s certain you feel better. 

x - x-ray, what are some of their thoughts when with you that they don’t say aloud? 

Kalim’s a pretty open book, almost embarrassingly so, if the first thought in his brain when looking at you is that your beautiful, he’ll voice it aloud. Even if the compliment is the type to make you tell him to stop being so cheesy, to which he’ll apologise with a grin that seems suspiciously unapologetic.

But there will be times where he needs to keep things to himself, times where he knows he has to be responsible and have to let you go after hours of spending time together. Especially before Jamil comes to drag him back, scolding him all the way home. It doesn’t mean he doesn’t miss you, or doesn’t think how nice it would be to just spend one more minute together. 

“Sorry Kalim I’ve got to go! I’ll see you tomorrow.” When you say goodbye, he smiles and waves. 

‘I just wanted a little more time.’ But internally he’s counting down the hours until he gets to see you again. 

#kalim al asim #kalim x reader #twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #kalim #3k celebration #x reader alphabet

[lynxx88]

𝕎𝕙𝕠 𝕜𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣

𝒜𝒾𝒹𝒶𝓃 𝒢𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒳 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇: 𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝐹𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓌

𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼: 𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓶𝔂 14 𝔀𝓮𝓲𝓻𝓭 𝓪𝓼𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭.

Y/n's Pov

3...2...1.. Rolling.

"I'm Aidan Gallagher"

"David Castaneda"

"Tom..Hopper?"

"why did you question your own name? Oh I'm Y/n L/n"

Everyone starts to laugh and the cameras shuts off for a sec

"Justin.H.Min"

"and I'm Emmy Raver-Lampman and we are the cast of the umbrella academy and I think we're gonna test on how well we know each other". I make a face "I feel like I'm going to fail already" Aidan chuckles "Don't worry I think you know us really well"

"Okay gentleman and gentle folk and Missy, Who is My favorite Backstreet boy?" Emmy starts

"Oh *beep* wait I'm not allowed to say that, Oops sorry, um I don't even know anyone from the backstreet boys" everyone laughs "neverminded, I think we'll fail together us 2000's kids" Aidan Jokes and I lightly hit his arm.

"Joey" - David

"Nick Carltor (At least I think that's how you spell his name I'm not sure)" - Tom

"Is lance?" - Justin

"I don't know" Aidan shakes his head, I chuckle as I lean on him

"I'm going to go with J.C cause that's mine" - David

"Oh really that's mine as well" - Y/n

"Really?"- David

"No, I don't even know who that is" - Y/n

" Okay My turn" I say while doing jazz hands with the questions in my hand, everyone copies my movement which makes me giggle.

"I think I have the apprehend on this one" - Aidan

"Yeah I think so too, You are dating her" - David, everyone agrees and chants its not fair

"Anyway lets start off easy, who is my favorite Harry Potter Character?"- Y/n

"Uhhhh hermione ?" - Emmy

" Definitely The og Harry Potter" - David

"Uh Draco Malfoy, I think that's who everyone likes (if You don't then just skip this part)" - Tom

"Isn't it Hedwig?" - Aidan

"No No its Dobby" - Justin

"Wow Aidan I thought you would get it, it is Draco"

"OH wait really?"- Tom, I nod my head and move on to the next question

"I'm sorry Hunny"- Aidan

"Don't worry Don't worry I'm playing with you, Anyway What is a jewelry I wear all the time?" - Y/n

"Necklaces, like the one I Bought for your birthday" - Emmy

"How are we supposed to know that" - Tom

" Well I know, its bracelets" - Justin

"wouldn't it be your anklet?"- David

"ohhh yeah I think so too"- Tom

Aidan smirks then chuckles "Its rings and earrings right"

I smile and giggle nodding my head

"Yeah it is"- Y/n

"WHAT I was for sure its bracelets"- Justin

" I especially wear the ring Aidan got me last Christmas"- Y/n, showing off the ring she is currently wearing, Aidan smirks.

"Oh shush loverboy"- Emmy jokes

"Okay okay last question What is my birthstone and here's a hint its my favorite color"- Y/n

"Ruby?"-David

"Yeah I think so too"- Emmy

"Mmhhhh I think its Red jasper or Ruby"-Justin

"Yeah i agree I think its Ruby"- Tom

"Aidan? what about you?" - Y/n

"I can see the answer in the mirror over there"- Aidan

"What"- Y/n, I turn my head and see that it is showing the answer

"Stop cheating Aidan"- Emmy

Aidan chuckles, while I sighed and said the answer but was cut off from Aidan

"Its Ruby"- Aidan

I nod

"See I know her better"- Aidan, he grins gleefully

"You cheated"- Y/n, I sulk while crossing my arms

"No I didn't, I just know my baby really well" - Aidan, He hugs me while I continue to pout.

"well that wraps everything up, we are the Umbrella academy cast and we better go before Y/n continues her pout"- Emmy

"byeee"- Y/n, I wave at the camera

The camera shuts off, and we start to thank the crew for having us and we leave, We head into the car with Aidan's Hand in my own.

"I loveee you Y/n"- Aidan tries to smooth talk me

"I love you too"- Y/n

And we spent the rest of the time in the car cuddling, falling into a deep sleep, little did we know the others were taking photos for memories.

Whelp that's my first ever post, if there's any problems pls tell me so i can change it, keep in mind I'm still a new writer so most of it is probably cringe, I'm sorry if Aidan's a bit occ

#aidan gallagher #the umbrella academy #interview #actors #aidan gallagher x reader

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Waves !!!!! Not like the sea like hello !!!! Ok so. Suguru knowing how to play acoustic guitar and gently singing you to sleep while playing some soft tune, something from adventure time probably. That’s it. That’s the thought. Suguru would sing you to sleep or to just calm you down if you wanted it and I will die on this hill. His voice would be so soft n gentle and kinda deep but also sorta gravelly and. I’m in love with him sosososososo bad <3333 him in one of his baggy sweaters with his hair down, guitar in his lap, and his absolutely gorgeous hands just doing their thing. Imagine the sunlight peeking in through the window and his signature pretty smile as he’s just playing away happily…. if any artists see this I am begging you. BEGGING YOU. I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL I AM NORMAL — stsg anon !!! :3

STSG ANON I AM WAVING BACK SO HAPPILY <333 pls take a seat have a drink n a snack !! 🧁🧃 im pretending to be normal rn BUT THIS IS SOOO… i am nomnoming this thought. i feel so blessed to have u in my inbox ur hcs NEVER fail to make me a lil insane

AS ALWAYS YOU’RE A GENIUS YOUR BRAIN IS BEAUTIFUL ETC ETC THIS IS SO….. yes. i agree we all agree SUGU W AN ACOUSTIC GUITARRRR ohhh that’s so canon to me. AND HE WOULD 100% PLAY FOR U PLS :((((( singing u to sleep…. waaa 🥺🥺🥺 stsg anon this is so perfect im super sleepy rn. need me a sugu fr…..

AND HIS VOICEEEE STSG ANON HOLY FUCK no bc i agree WHOLEHEARTEDLY. soft and silky but w a hint of something raspy / gravelly <333 it goes sooo deep when he’s tired i just know it…… no but he genuinely has the loveliest voice on planet earth he would sing SO beautifully and i would pass out immediately <33 WITH HIS BAGGY SWEATERS YES PLEASEEEEE STSG ANON WE ARE HOLDING HANDS RN WE NEED HIM SO BAD :(((( this cant go on.

ALSO ALSO ALSO consider :333 sugu letting you sleep on his chest while he’s playing. it’s a little awkward holding the guitar when you’re all snuggled into his neck but he doesn’t mind as long as you’re comfy <333 and he sings sooooo so softly it’s almost a whisper. a lullaby just for you!! aaaaa and he rocks you a lil side to side to coax you into falling asleep :((((( babyboy. i think especially if his s/o ever had trouble falling asleep he’d get a hot cup of tea ready, wrap you up in a blanket, pull you close and just sing you to sleep…. wouldn’t even need his guitar, he just sings you a little lullaby that he remembers from his childhood :<

ONE MORE THING maybe he’s a lil shy abt it <33 like he’s confident in his singing but i can imagine him being just a tinyyy bit embarrassed when it comes to singing in front of you…. especially when you’re just looking at him w the most awestruck eyes LIKE HE’S SO FLUSTERED????? but if you need it to calm down or fall asleep he pulls himself together <3333 i love him. AND I LOVE YOU STSG ANON thank u for stopping by as always my sweetie

#SUGU W A GUITAR SUGU W A GUITARRRRR #he’s SUCH an acoustic guitar guy its insane #personally i would never leave his lap #i would force him to serenade me to sleep every night #i fall asleep super duper easily too he would only need to play for like twenty seconds and then im OUT like a light #gonna let this thought linger in my mind forever and ever stsg anon <33 tysm for the treat #u never fail to make the sugu brainrot worse and i appreciate u sm for that !! #ask tag ✩ #stsg anon !! ✩

[mxdarling]

[Darling escapes to get them flowers]

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ೃ⁀➷: summary: Yan. leona, jack, & idia's darling escapes only to come back with flowers and tell them they love them back.

ೃ⁀➷: Word count: 1754

ೃ⁀➷: Reference/Inspiration: N/A

[note:] If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me. I don’t condone this type of behavior, this is merely just for entertaining purposes and some sort of coping mechanism for me. If you continue to read beyond this point, ignoring my warnings, I am not responsible for your actions from here on out.

[Warnings:] implied captivity, possessive behavior, yandere behavior, implied stockholm syndrome on reader, slight mentions of manhandling, implied of abuse, implied of mind breaking, guilt tripping, overprotective behavior, mention of hallucinating, idia's wishful thinking becomes true.

[GN reader]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Leona Kingscholar;

➮ LEONA KINGSCHOLAR is more or less pissed at your attempt to escape from him. How many times will it take for you to realize you'll never leave him? He sees this as more of a hassle to his sleep than anything. I can't really see Leona doing this deliberately, due to his lazy exterior. I think it would be more likely happened on accident and he sort of just picked up on the fact that you'll try to escape from him (at least from his perspective) and he just sort of played along just to mess with you. It's no doubt that he's pretty much possessive of you, I mean he really hasn’t met someone who truly loved him before. You even stayed with him despite being the asshole he is. Of course he'd be a little possessive of you. You knew what you were getting into when you stayed with Leona, you only have yourself to blame.

➮ He wouldn't immediately try to find you once he knows you already escaped not because of laziness but do give you a head start and possibly give you false hope in thinking you'd actually get away from him. He always had a certain thrill with trying to catch whenever you do your escape attempts. He also liked how your surprised looked turned to a more despaired look when you thought you'd finally escape from him, away from this "hell" as you like to say it, only to come back where you started with more bruises and marks on your body from how hard he manhandled you along the way. He wouldn't have gone through all that effort of getting you back if you weren't so important to him. You've stuck by him through thick and thin. He won't be placed in second place. For once in his life he actually wants to try, just for you.

➮ Though thankfully for him and you, that didn't happen. By the time he tries to set his foot outside the entrance he sees you standing just outside the entrance with nothing else other than a Ambrosia flower in your hands. You also had your stupid smile he fell in love with plastered on your face. He's confused by your actions yet still on guard. I mean you can't blame him, in all of your past (failed) escape attempts not once have you gone all out of your way to go back to him willingly. He's eyeing you closely, trying to see if there's any trick behind whatever you're doing right now. Nothing, he doesn't see any hint in how you act that you're deceiving him in any way. He didn't even have the chance to move before you said something. 'I love you'. Is he hearing this correctly? or are his hears deceiving him? Did you just say... he loved him..? Did he finally won..? Did he finally won your heart after so long of you trying to get away from him? Ohhh, how delighted he feels right now.. After all these years, he finally has won something. He finally has something or more accurately someone he can call his, and that someone is you.

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Jack Howl;

➮ JACK HOWL is another one who would never proceed with trying to test their darling's obedience to them, much less even think about it. It was all about your safety and that's what matters most. If he ever find out that you've 'escaped' is very much worried about you. I mean, he kept you away for a reason. If he isn't by your side 24/7, how else would he protect from all those that want to harm you? All those that want to take advantage of you. All those who want to take you away from here, away from him. He tried telling you and making you understand that this is for your own good. He doesn't understand why you don't understand such a simple concept? How much simpelier does he need to make it just so you understand? He can't let you go, not after all he has done to try and keep you safe from the outside world. He's done too much to lose you now. He can't lose you, not if he already has a future prepared for the both of you. You'll stay right by his side, whether you like it or not.

➮ Jack does not waste time in trying to get you back. He knows you couldn't have gotten far, and even if you did he'd most likely be able to catch up to you. Usually he would just wait until you've exhausted yourself to the bone, it's much more easier to carry you back home if you aren't struggling in his strong hold. Besides he also gets to see you in your sleeping form if you ever just pass out from how tired you are from running. You don't escape from him this often, mainly because he catches you in the act before you'd be given the chance to run away. Even if you did get past the front door, you'd be meet with a disappointed and tired tsundere Jack who just wants you to understand that this is for your safety. For your own good. Have you seen the dangers that outside world possess? What if something happens to you? What if you get hurt and he isn't there to treat you right away? He won't take any chances, that's why he must keep you within his sights, what better way to do that than to make you stay in his place. That way, you'll always be safe.

➮ In all of his time with he didn't think you'd come back to him without him manhandling you to come back with him. Much less come back with a flower in hand. At first he thought that this was some trick to get him to lower down his guard so instead of picking you up and coming back inside, he stayed where he was and waited for you to make a move. He waited and waited and waited yet you didn't move, all you did was extended your hand with the flower he assumed you picked up along the way back. He was confused, at best. Not once has he seen you display such affection towards him, the most he got was the silent treatment when you weren't trying to fight him off. He was tempted to get the flower you were holding right in front of him, in the end he took it. He looked at the flower that was given by you, he didn't realize what type of flower you were holding until he looked closer. It was a Achillea flower, a pretty one too. After he admired the flower he took your hand and guided you towards his home, he'll have to find a nice place to keep this flower.

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Idia Shroud;

➮ IDIA SHROUD is probably the only one who would actually try to test their darling's obedience and loyalty towards him out of the three of them. Mainly because he (finally) trusts himself that his done everything he can to make sure his darling not leave him willingly. He trusts that his drilled himself into your brain so much that he's the only one you could think of. He'd be fine at first once you made your escape, he's the one who planned this after all so it should go according to plan, right? Well it does, he 'accidently' left a door open for you and is now waiting for you to choose whether to take the door and leave him or close the door and stay with him. Honestly he would have never thought of this if Ortho hadn't brought up trying to test his darling's obedience. Ortho knew Idia was cautious of letting his darling roam around other places other than his bedroom. So he figured why not test them so Idia can finally stop worrying about them potentially escaping from his grasp.

➮ While Idia is frantically panicking when he saw you walk right out the front door! His heart is pounding so fast, his face is sweating so hard from all the stress he's feeling right now, it's almost unbelievable! Thank god, Ortho is there to calm him down, otherwise he might have passed out on the spot! Luckily for him, Ortho installed a tracker on you just incase you ever did escape from Idia or Idia lost sight of where you are. Relief fell onto his face once he heard that you didn't ran too far from them and that best case scenario, Ortho can get you back to Idia in just a few minutes or so. Idia didn't really expected you to actually escape, I mean yes you did try to attempt but that was when you were still recently taken to his room. He really thought that maybe after sometime being with him, you'd finally stop trying to escape, and you did! Or at least he thought you did. Maybe you were just waiting for the right opportunity to escape. Never worry, if Ortho says he can get you back, he has nothing to fear. You'll be back in his arms, in no time.

➮ Before Idia can tell Ortho to bring you back before you get too far, Ortho continues and says you are coming back this way, towards them. Is his ears playing him or maybe he just heard ortho wrong? No way... You're coming back? To them? To him? In your own free will? He thinks maybe he's just hearing things and asks Orthoi to repeat it again and sure enough he heard it right. You were coming back to them, to him. He was so happy he tried to rush out outside to see if it was true and that Ortho wasn't saying that just to calm him down. He couldn't do that before he saw you standing in front of the door with a red Chrysanthemum flower in your hands. Are you giving this to him? You're giving such a beautiful flower to someone so lowly as him? He didn't think this was real, maybe he was hallucinating. He tried looking for signs that this is just a joke to make fun of him. You were smiling. It was s soft smile, a smile he wished it was directed towards him finally came true. You were smiling at him. You weren't crying in fear, or shouting in anger at him anymore. You were finally happy with him.

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[a/n; Oh man this is my first time writing for Leona and Jack. I definitely struggled with this one but it was still fun to write. This is also my first time writing with reader implied Stockholm syndrome so if I got things wrong I'm sorry!! (Also I think I mixed up a headcanon and a one-shot sgrfevbgr) Again this took a long time to get out since I tried to make it long (also because this was requested on my break and I kept getting distracted and unmotivated), so sorry for the long wait!!]

#Yandere twisted wonderland #Yandere twst #Twisted wonderland #Twst #Yandere twisted wonderland x reader #Yandere twst x reader #Twisted wonderland x reader #Twst x reader #Leona Kingscholar #Jack Howl #Idia Shroud #Twisted wonderland Leona Kingscholar #Twisted wonderland Jack Howl #Twisted wonderland Idia Shroud #Yandere twisted wonderland Leona Kingscholar #Yandere twisted wonderland Jack Howl #Yandere twisted wonderland Idia Shroud #Twst Leona Kingscholar #Twst Jack Howl #Twst Idia Shroud #Yandere twst Leona Kingscholar #Yandere twst Jack Howl #Yandere twst Idia Shroud #┊ ˚➶ ｡˚ Yandere #Headcanons ☄. *. ⋆ #gender neutral reader

[vro0m]

i do want to point out that while we always criticize his setups and some may call them excuses💀, we’re also being a bit unfair because the team doesn’t tell us when the setups work. diff cars and diff scenarios obviously but last year hungary he got pole and i can’t remember where george was but it was clearly a setup thing seeing as he then wasn’t that good in the race. Cota, i think you can count Austria 2022. races he was actually within winning since we’ve failed a bit with these regulations. it’s a hit or miss but they don’t tell us when they hit do they so it’s easier to criticize the misses cuz again we have a bad car so there will be a lot of misses. today however wasn’t really a miss, was just an honest mistake, it’s a shame it happened now that people have made it seem like a trend and good Lord there’s enough agendas to run💀 but this happens to every driver. imo i don’t see this version of lewis as the type to make up stuff for shit performances and i also don’t see him literally saying he was shit in interviews(there’s still that driver’s ego💀) but seeing as he mentioned both setup and his screw up, i’d say it was 60/30 and 10 for his team for not giving him enough laps to improve regardless of whether he could or not (but he did admit he had the pace to make it through)

I mean I'm not criticizing because it doesn't work per se, I'm criticizing because basically every weekend since the start of the year he's said "ohhh i changed the setup and now it doesn't work". Just don't change the setup? I agree the setup isn't the main issue. The main issue, again, is the car. But so far this year he's been pretty consistently outperformed by George which he basically says – or at least hints to – is down to the setup. Hence I wish he would stop messing with the setup. He still wouldn't be winning races, because the car would still not be good, but I'm tired of the performance not being optimised because they (seemingly, according to what he says) can't leave the fucking setup alone. Either the problem really is the setup and they need to get their shit together because the other side of the garage is getting it better than them so it is a fixable problem, or the problem isn't really the setup and he needs to stop blaming it on the setup.

tl;dr I don't want to hear the word setup anymore

#vro0m's asks

[karnaca78]

ohhh for the wips: i would love to hear about light catcher :D

Thank you for your interest!! This story has actually been rotating in my head for a while.

Light Catcher will most likely be the next Dishonored thing I finish. It's a single-chapter story revolving around the invention of the silvergraph by none other than Kirin Jindosh around 1840. It's part of a series of writings about science in the world of Dishonored, but it can completely be read without prior knowledge of the other stories!

It stems a little from personal experience, too. Around the time I discovered Dishonored 2, I was following a class about the history of photography. Our lecturer started with the basics, so, the invention of the process itself and how it worked from a technical point of view, before considering the artistic debates it stirred. It made me think of the silvergraph and the way it inhabits various personal or official spaces in the game.

I don't think it will delve too deeply into technicalities, because it'd be a bit boring to read. Rather, I'd like to explore Jindosh's motivations and a bit of his life before DH2 through this particular topic. (I can't help it I'm a nerd for character and lore study)

And as a bonus, here's a little snippet:

"A glass of wine is suddenly pushed into his hand, and he glances up at the face of a young maid. Too white to be a local, and with a pretty crown of ginger hair; Morleyan. He traces the curve of her cheekbones with observant eyes, notices freckles and red circles under her gaze, and part of him will remember that Lady F— makes her servants cry. The rest; the majority will forget it, dismiss it as unimportant next to the march of progress and the age of enlightenment he seeks to lead.

When he turns his head away from her, it’s as if she does not exist anymore.

His peripheral vision catches Luca’s grin, and he imagines what the Duke’s son would like him to do— to become a mirror image of him, a hound without instinct, trained only to detect the scents of costly perfumes and pent-up desires. He’d want him to woo their hostess with naught but a smile and a few well-placed words, regular as the ticking of clockwork. Kirin can almost taste the sea breeze on her skin and a hint of brandy on her breath. They are sitting too far apart for this, and still; all of it and more is reflected in the upturn of the aristocrat’s lips.

Something makes his stomach lurch in disgust at the thought. His dark eyes scan her face in search for answers, and they find nothing; nothing there to indicate interest or intelligence. She’d take the scalpel in her flesh as a mercy, once freed from the constraints of a world she fails to grasp between her delicate fingers. Those, too, he’d like to see stripped. Bleached white and clicking together; he longs to hear the soothing song of skeletal remains again.

The Academicians destroyed his music machine. Perhaps, if he could recreate it — infuse it with yet more perfection and raw authenticity — then the sound of her voice would no longer screech inside his skull like nails on a chalkboard."

#ask answered #dishonored #dishonored fanfic #kirin jindosh #thanks for the ask! #i know the snippet has little to do with the actual main topic of the fic buuuut #i think it's interesting to explore the way Jindosh became an esteemed member of society after being expelled from the Academy #it was most definitely an unpleasant process made of compromises and perhaps a bit of self deprecation #he despises them more than they could ever despise him! and yet he has to bow before them as if he shouldn't consider himself superior #this kind of awakens a certain cruelty within him that's not entirely gratuitous but rather the product of a life of abuse #ANYWAY thank you again!

[whoovesnassistant]

Skit Contest Entry 12

“Time Heals All Wounds” - By DigiKate

The TARDIS doors creak open as frantic hoofsteps and grumbling of the 3 ponies who occupy this time and space ship can be heard stumbling in.

Doctor: Just sit right down Tick Tock. You’re gonna be just fine. Looks like it’s just a scrape.

Tick Tock: I’m not sure I’d call a second degree burn a scrape.

Doctor: It is compared to a third degree burn. Or someone giving you the third degree. Ohhh that’s so annoying. Some ponies just can’t take a hint and think everyone wants to hear them talk and talk and talk and talk and tal-

Derpy: (interrupts) You knooooow, maybe next time you offer to play a game of The Floor is Lava, it might be smart to warn us that the floor is actual lava.

Doctor: Well what else would you expect at a field day picnic on Pyrovillia? Luckily the Pyrovillians were much more pleasant in your universe then they would have been in mine.

Derpy: What?

Doctor: Long story. Anyway! Let’s tend to our well done gingercorn here.

Tick Tock: Very funny.

Doctor: Does that hurt?

Tick Tock: (flatly) Ow. (annoyance increases with each ow) Ow ow ow ow! Yes, that hurts!

Doctor: Sorry. It’s hard to tell with you sometimes.

(Tick Tock groans)

Doctor: I’ve got just the thing to fix that hoof up good as new. Wait here. Don’t move!

Tick Tock: (annoyed) No problem.

The Doctor’s steps recede as he walks down the halls of the TARDIS, the door shutting closed behind him.

Derpy: Don’t you worry Tick Tock. We’ll get you all fixed up. How are you feeling? Can I help you get more comfortable?

Tick Tock: Thanks, but I’m fine Derpy. I had far worse injuries back in Neighers.

Derpy: Huh? I thought you didn’t fight in the war.

Tick Tock: Technically no. But it is very possible to get injured off the battlefield as well. I always tried to help in my own way. One time, I tried to create artificial wings to give an aerial advantage to troops who were incapable of flight. This was before my paralysis, so I was more keen to test out my own inventions. I got about 15 feet in the air, before I crashed and broke my muzzle and a front leg. Sprained the other one too.

Depry: Oh my gosh!

Tick Tock: Worst part was that I gathered any creature I could to witness it, and when it failed… They all laughed at me. Even Lightwing told me to “leave the flying to the soldiers with real wings”. I don’t think I came out of my shed for days after that. But… as discouraging as it was, it only strengthened my resolve to get that invention right. Tinkering was all that I was good at, so I decided to keep at it until I made something that would make somepony appreciate all my hard work as much as I did. In fact, those artificial wings were the baseline for the wings I developed for the Doctor on my first adventure with you both.

Derpy: That, kind of reminds me of all the trouble I had at flight camp. Because… Well, I’m not the best flier.

Tick Tock: Don’t be ridiculous. You’re a great flier. Do you know how many times the Doctor would have plunged to his death if you weren’t so quick to catch him?

Derpy laughs

Derpy: I guess that’s true. He does give me lots of practice. But… when I was a filly, nopony ever thought I was any good.The other campers would laugh and make fun of my uneven patterns and how I’d have to take breaks all the time. Not to mention my eyes. I’d get so sad at all the teasing that I’d lay on a cloud all by myself just to hide away.

There was this one time that…. (talks rapidly) I don't really know how this happened! If I stepped on the cloud too hard or maybe it read how I was feeling somehow. That happens sometimes with pegasi- (slows down) A-anyway, it…. May have poured a bunch of rain on top of these fillies who were laughing at me.

Tick Tock lets out a stifled laugh

Derpy: Oh you laugh, but it wasn’t funny at the time. I raced to apologize to them when they ran out from under the cloud. They were soaked. So I offered to help them go and dry off. They may have been mean to me before, but they seemed to appreciate my help. One of the fillies even thanked me. When we got back, the rain had stopped, and under the cloud was this little shining rainbow! It was small, but so pretty. Like the cloud made it just for us to brighten our day. We were all so amazed! We even took turns flying across it like we were told unicorns could do. It was so fun!

Tick Tock: So, did you become friends with those other ponies after that?

Derpy: No. They went back to picking on me a few days later. But, I still felt really good being nice to them, instead of laughing at them like they probably would have. It’s funny. Both ways can only take a minute to do, but how you make that pony feel can stay there for a long time afterwards. I guess it depends on how much you want to make others feel good as much as you want to make yourself feel good. Right?

Tick Tock: That’s…. sweet Derpy. Very sweet. In fact it’s so sweet I think it’s giving me a stomachache.

Tick Tock lets out an overly dramatic groan.

Derpy: Oh shush you!

Derpy starts laughing.

The door to the TARDIS halls whoosh open again and the Doctors' hoofsteps approaches.

Doctor: What are you two doing over there?

Derpy and Tick Tock: Nothing.

Doctor: Hmm. I thought laughing at nothing was my thing.

The Doctor rips open the packet containing the medical pad.

Doctor: There you go. Keep that pad on your hoof for 30 minutes and it should be good as new!

Tick Tick: Thank you Doctor.

Doctor: Ahh don’t mention it. Now come on! Out with it! What were you two talking about while I was gone?

Tick Tock: We were just sharing stories about how we were outcast when we were younger. 

Derpy: I don't know how much the Doctor could relate though. He was probably super popular when he was little. Taking the other kids on all kinds of fun adventures! Playing games about space and time! You can be kind of crazy sometimes, but I bet everypony wanted to be your friend.

A beat of silence. The TARDIS console buttons being pressed can be heard.

Doctor: (solemnly) Well… that’s not entirely true.

Derpy: Huh?

Tick Tock: What do you mean?

The Doctor can be heard fiddling with the console some more until the TARDIS is in flight.

Doctor: (sigh) Growing up on Gallifrey, my home planet, wasn’t exactly easy. There were very strict rules. What you were expected to learn, and more importantly, how you were expected to apply that knowledge. I learned very quickly that I… didn’t exactly fit the mold that I was meant to be shaped into.

Tick Tock: Fascinating. I mean, I knew you were an alien but…

Derpy: Yeah. I guess I just kind of figured that back on your planet they were all….

Doctor: Like me? (The Doctor laughs) Ohhhh no. No, that couldn’t be further from the truth. Sure, I could have tried being what they wanted me to be, but you both know me. That’s not my style. When I entered the Academy, my fellow students, my professors, even my family called me out all the time for being wistful and sensitive. How I asked too many questions, and wanted to know more. There were a lot of times where I felt so lonely and scared… I cried myself to sleep. Afraid of what my future would look like.

Derpy: That’s terrible. But… Something must have helped you right? We both figured out how to be stronger in spite of what happened to us. What made you become strong?

Suddenly a memory flashes into the Doctor’s mind. A dream of a woman whispering in his ear that “didn’t anyone ever tell you? fear is a superpower” and how “fear can make you kind”

Doctor: I realized that the things many around me considered weaknesses, were actually my greatest strengths. I was lonely and afraid when no one accepted me, so I could do one of two things. I could grow bitter and resentful, and hurt those people just as much as they hurt me. Or, I could take those things that made me more curious and sympathetic than my fellow Time Lord, and hold it close to my hearts, until I found the best way to let it all out. And as soon as I could, I ventured off to see the rest of the universe. Carrying that with me. Defying what they told me I had to be, and becoming who I wanted to be.

Tick Tock: Hmm. That… almost sounds like what I did. Leaving behind everything I knew, but finding somewhere else that would appreciate my tinkering.

Derpy: Me too. I mean, I may be able to go home whenever I want, but it’s been much more special to reach out to ponies in other times and places who don’t have that kind of thing happen to them as often as somepony in Ponyville might.

Doctor: Hardship is a funny thing. It always molds somepony, changes a part of themselves, possibly forever. But how it changes them can very much be up to them. You can use it as an excuse to be cruel or cowardly, or, you can use it as a chance to become smarter, 

Tick Tock: Hmm

Doctor: Kinder,

Derpy: Aww.

Doctor: And a little more clever. And, if you’re really lucky…

Derpy and Tick Tock: Oof

Doctor: you’ll find other lost souls, and you’ll find your way together. The path brighter than ever.

Derpy: One thing’s for sure. I never had hugs like this when I was little.

Tick Tock: Nor I.

Doctor: And those days are over! (triumphant) The past is behind us, and ahead is adventure! Anywhere and everywhere!

Tick Tock: But maybe with less physical discomfort next time.

Derpy: Agreed.

#contest #doctor whooves and assistant #doctor whooves #derpy hooves #tick tock #my little pony #doctor who

[vivaciouscynner]

The Downfall of A Tyrant

The best friends squad sat around the table - octagon with a green-blue felt that was stained and scuffed ever so lightly from where they all rested their hands every game night. A chair creaked to Catra leaning back into it - suppressed grins as she waited for Adora to decide whether to meet her bet or fold to preserve the little remaining chips she had left.

Bow lost everything quickly in his multiple attempts to support his wife. He sent signals that both Adora and Catra picked up on immediately, but Glimmer failed to get his puns until it was too late.

Bow, emphatic with his phrasing would look intently at his wife, "Looks like I'm lookin' at three queens tonight, it seems. Heh heh, right Glimmer?"

She'd answer, "Bow, what are you talking about? I'm losing as fast as you are."

Both Catra and Adora together, "Fold," and Bow would then utter a pitchy groan followed by, "He showed his cards to Glimmer, three queens, I have a pair and I was looking at you."

"Ohhh, I thought you were talking about the three of us because you were doing so aw... [ahem] ful." Glimmer was still in the game though. She had a few remaining chips that only stuck around due to wise folding.

Adora fared a little better. A strict study of the rules and the strategic calculation of each hand along with the probability of everyone else's hand had decided her outcome. But, her over-planning was backfiring. She didn't take Catra into account.

That's like rule #1 - always take Catra into account!

But then something finally clicked. Adora noticed something about Catra when she bluffed. The tiny hairs near her ears would bristle, almost like a flex.

Adora looked at her cards again.

"What's it gonna be, Princess?" Catra's grin widened, "You ready to end it or do you want me to pick away at what you have nice and slow?" She flashed her teeth; evil and malicious.

"I think I'll stay in the game a little longer, Catra," she gave her own little grin, more smug than what Catra was delivering. Catra took this as Adora folding and began to reach for the pile of chips. "Ah-ah, that's not what I meant. I'm all in." She pushed the remaining pile of chips to the center.

A look a of shock and the smallest hint of irritation crossed Catra's face. She laughed, "You sure you wanna do that? You can take it back. It's fine, we can keep it going. This is actually fun." Catra's tail gave a quick swish as it swept behind her and then it quickly curled around her hip.

"I'm sure," Adora crossed her arms.

Catra ground her teeth briefly and gave the slightest hesitation. "Last chance, Adora."

"Show your cards."

Catra threw her cards on the table. It was crap. "Fuck you, you got lucky."

Glimmer screamed in celebration. Bow went wide-eyed, impressed with the confidence and success Adora had. Catra rolled her eyes, "Whatever."

The next round, Glimmer was out immediately, "Hey! I thought we were friends!" Both her and Bow continued to stick around to watch the game play out a little longer.

Slowly, Adora was chipping away at Catra's pile. So much so, Catra began to suspect foul play, "You're cheating."

Adora laughed, "What, y'didn't think I could play?"

The thing was, the more Adora took away, Catra became harder to read. It was agonizing to watch to the point where Bow and Glimmer opted for bed as they knew this wasn't going to end any time soon.

Adora's pile was now bigger than Catra's. Both wore grins that masked their fury and frustration. They wanted the game over and done with. But, neither were going to let up. That was until Adora offered a truce - a draw - if it allowed them to go to bed. Catra wouldn't have it.

"Fine," Adora said as she was dealt her next hand. She waited for Catra to look at her cards as she left hers face down. She wasn't sure. Catra was a statue. Maybe a hair flexed, maybe Catra was suppressing a yawn. Screw it, she thought. "I'm all in," and she pushed everything in.

"You didn't even look at your cards."

"I'm tired and you've got crap."

Catra glanced at her cards again with narrowed eyes. Pinholes for pupils. "You'll lose the game."

"I don't think I will. Like I said, you've got crap." She leaned on her hand a little sleepily.

Catra slowly shook her head, "Not this hand, Adora." It actually didn't look like she was bluffing.

"You've got," and she sat up to say this, "crap."

"Yeah? Yours could be worse. Look at your cards, Adora."

Adora gave a shake of her head, "Fold or take your chances."

Catra pursed her lips, pushed her remaining chips in. "Three 2s."

Shock grew to alarm which grew to irritation and then flipped to anger as Bow and Glimmer teleported in with weapons ready.

Adora screamed, "I WON! I BEAT CATRA! I BEAT CATRA!"

Glimmer met her enthusiasm with, "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE! ARRGHHHH! IT'S LIKE 2 IN THE MORNING!" she said as she dragged a hand over her face and lowered her weapon.

BONUS: As the night came to a close, Catra got in front of Adora and asked, "What was it?"

"What was what?"

"My TELL."

Adora then said a bit smugly, "I guess I just know my wife better than you know yours," and stuck her tongue out and laughed.

Catra deadpanned, "We both know you're a terrible liar. You're all plans and calculation, but you threw all that out when it was just you and me. Now spill it!"

#spop #sheraandtheprincessesofpower #catradora #She-Ra #SheRa #Edited to get rid of all the typos

[ghirahimbo]

A (for Blind, But Now), Q and U! + some figurative 🍵 for the plague

Thank you for the figurative tea! Hoping to curl up with some literal tea soon 💖

A: How did you come up with the title to Blind, But Now?

I once was lost, but now am found / was [blind, but now] I see :D

But yeah, basically I had that song stuck in my head, liked the theme of redemption, and ran with it.

U: A pairing you might like to write for, but haven’t tried yet.

Ohhh, I've had an angsty sidlink idea kicking around for ages that might be interesting to try to write someday? Urbosa/Zelda’s mom could be fun, too! I do generally write what interests me, though, and I guess I have relatively narrow interests T–T

Q: Do you have any discarded scenes/storylines/projects?

Do I...

lmao actually though, do you want a deleted scene from Crystalline? I started scrolling through my old documents trying to remember just how many unused projects I actually have, and I realized that I'd completely forgotten about the version of Crystalline featuring the Thunder Dragon. I'm pretty sure I abandoned the idea when the pacing wasn't working out right and I couldn't get the scene to resolve the way I needed it to, but I still might reuse the idea for something else someday ;)

((obligatory disclaimer that this never made it out of rough draft stage))

--

On "good" days, Ghirahim managed to track down a Wolfos den or Molderach nest for Link to clean out—but when all else failed, the Thunder Dragon at Lanayru Gorge was still happy to let Link throw himself against the simulated enemies of his past. More and more often, Ghirahim's thirst for a challenge led them to Lanayru eventually.

Today, Ghirahim took them straight to the gorge without bothering to look elsewhere first.

"Good to see you back here, Link!" Lanayru boomed from his usual place as they approached, sitting back on his tail. Even when Ghirahim led them, he always addressed Link. "It's been a few weeks, hasn't it? You up for another trip down memory lane?"

Link nodded, considering his options. The battle with Tentalus was difficult, but he thought Ghirahim resented how much he relied on his bow and arrows. Scaldera had lost most of its challenge now that he had the hang of it, and they'd fought plenty of Molderachs already, so…

Link opened his mouth to say Koloktos.

"He is here to fight Ghirahim," Ghirahim announced before he could get the name out, and Link whipped his head to stare. "The first battle, if you please."

"Ghirahim," Lanayru repeated, deep voice inscrutable. His cloudy beard let off barely a wisp as he stroked it, strips of lightning rippling up his stomach. "The first battle." Turning to Link, he asked, "Is that really your choice?"

Biting his lip, Link nodded. They had never faced any of his remembered battles with Ghirahim before, any more than they’d faced Demise… by unspoken agreement, he'd thought. It occurred to him that Ghirahim's spur of the moment desire for bloodshed was perhaps not as unplanned as it seemed.

“Ghirahim it is, then!” Lanayru clapped his hands together—a thunderclap. “Look to the past to understand the future, as I always say. I assume you both remember the rules, so… are you ready?”

Link nodded. Ghirahim said nothing, but his dark eyes spoke volumes as a dark mist rose from out of nowhere in Link's mind, swallowing up first the looming desert cliffs, then the grassy oasis they stood on, and finally Link himself.

The world brightened again as the simulation took hold, but not by much. The deepest chamber of Skyview Temple was dim, with only hints of sunlight shining through hidden cracks in the ceiling above, though his pale opponent seemed to gather what little light filtered through as he approached. Walking slowly, arm outstretched, Link remembered his taunting smirk all too well. That confident, unarmed approach had frightened him once.

“He’s toying with you, of course,” Ghirahim murmured from beside him, and Link spared him a glance. Gaze focused on his double, the true Ghirahim’s red cloak peeled away in diamond wisps until the two were mirrored. “Not that he would hesitate to kill you should even his pared back strength prove overwhelming. The weak must learn to survive on their own merits.”

Like the Kikwi? Link thought but didn’t say, raising the tip of his black sword experimentally. The false Ghirahim’s eyes followed it, his hand drifting sideways.

As always, the Thunder Dragon had let him bring the sword he carried with him—Ghirahim's sword now, instead of the Goddess Sword. Could this simulated Ghirahim still steal it away?

For the moment, he needn't find out. He had sparred often enough with Ghirahim since this battle to make his "training" style of battle all too familiar. Switching his sword's direction quickly, Link scored a line of diamonds down his side.

"You've grown quite comfortable with me, haven't you, Link?" the Ghirahim beside him mused. The Ghirahim he had struck approached again, silent. "No wonder you have come to harbor such affection."

#ask meme #crystalline

[typically-untypical]

Echoes of the Past - Day 4

Prompt:  “Imagination, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in.”

CW: Morally grey leaning dark Patton

There was a part of Janus that knew this was a bad idea; part of him was aware that opening this door would cause chaos that couldn't be undone, horrors that couldn't be reigned in. He hesitated, fingers hanging over the doorknob. It would be better if there were literally any other way, but he was out of options. Everything he had tried thus far had failed. No one was listening. Every path he wanted to take was shut down, no matter how sound his logic was. He needed an ally. He needed someone who would be listened too, who would scream so loudly that no one could ignore it.

Janus turned the knob. He needed...

"Remus?"

"Ohhh...." He heard a sinister voice from the back of the room, a shifting sound coming towards him. The noises sounding anything but human. "So you've decided to open the cage and let the monster out." Remus laughed a dark deep chuckle. His face suddenly appeared out of the darkness staring Janus down. "Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

Self-preservation looked at him, swallowing hard and nodding. He wasn't afraid of Remus, no, with the right promises and right lies, Remus could be contained. Beyond that, Remus was a necessary force. He had been hidden for so long because Thomas wasn't willing or ready to know. Janus was going to take that choice away.

He knew he was doing the right thing, but he was still concerned about the aftermath. He had no idea what might happen if he opened the door and let the storm consume everything. Fires can be used in a forest's ecosystem, but unchecked, they consume everything. Janus could only hope he could keep Remus in check.

Without a word, he nodded. He knew what he was doing. He was as prepared for the consequences as he would ever be.

"Well then buddy. Let's have some fun," Remus cackled, slipping out of the room and leaving destruction in his wake. 

It only took a few minutes for the common room to become unrecognizable, couch over turned, rug shredded, pictures broken and hanging sidways. Janus was going to miss the precise order he had had things in. He would miss the shadows he had specifically arranged to make certain that things were hidden, but watching as Remus shot up the stairs towards the light, making his way into the other's domain, he couldn't find it in himself to care. For so long Patton had sequestered them to the basement, giving them nothing but scraps to live on. For so long, Janus had to claw and fight to be heard. It was time he took his revenge, time he finally let himself and the others be seen.

He began to straighten up the living room, even if it was a useless effort it made him feel better. He knew what he was doing, but that didn't mean the nagging concern didn't sit in the back of his mind. He was self-preservation, he didn't let Remus out of his cage lightly. Still, knowing that the chaos Remus brought might actually help them, all of them, removed a weight from Janus' shoulders. He had never wanted to be anyone's keeper. He had never wanted to drown in the secrets.

"I see you saw fit to release intrusive thoughts." The voice was sickly sweet with a hint of hidden anger; Janus did his best to keep his cool.

"He has a name." They all did, and it was important, and respectful to remember that. 

Setting down a broken picture frame he had been picking up. He turned to watch the baby blue clad figure walking towards him. Janus was still surprised by how much he had changed over the years. He had taken on a weight he shouldn't have carried either, but it had made Patton cold and cruel.

"Does he now." Patton stopped at the bottom of the stairs, looking Janus over. "Either way, he doesn't belong up there." Patton's voice was cold but Janus was no stranger to weeding out lies. He could see the strain and stress in the way he shifted and moved. "Neither of you belong up there."

"Aren't you tired?" Janus asked. "Aren't you tired of always fighting, always trying to be perfect." He took a step closer, Patton's hand held the banister tightly. "I am not saying you have to relinquish complete control, but you should let go, even just a little bit. I think you will feel better when you do."

"I can't," Patton responded immediately, not even thinking about Janus' words, and that was the problem wasn't it.

"If I'm not perfect, Thomas won't be perfect."

"So what if he isn't?" Janus asked, taking another step forward, and Patton looked at him for the first time in years, actually looked at him. "Thomas is allowed to not be perfect. If he keeps trying to reach that goal it will always be out of reach." Janus held out his hand. "Please Patton, Let go," He said softly.

There was a moment between them, just a few breaths where neither of them spoke.

"I can't," Patton finally whispered, turning around to walk back up the stairs. "Gather him back up before I have to do something I will regret." His fingers turned white as he gripped the banister, holding it tightly. 

"Please Jay... I'm really trying to do what's best for Thomas here. Why can't you see that?"

And Janus knew that was what Patton believed, but he didn't see the destruction he was leaving behind. 

"That's what caused our fracture in the first place, isn't it?" Janus asked. "We both have very different views about what we believe is best for Thomas."

Patton went quiet again, and then he began walking away, leaving Janus behind. "I guess we do," He muttered, still loud enough that Janus could hear him before the door was closed between them.

This was the aftermath Janus hadn't been looking forward to, but this was also exactly what was needed.

Patton was crumbling, the others would follow, maybe then they would notice the harm they were all doing to themselves.

@simplestoryteller @fantasticfangirl21 @joylessnightsky @melaniidarling @tsshipmonth2020

#Untypical Creations #Sanders Sides #Sanders Side fic #Fanfic #Janus Sanders #Remus Sanders #Patton Sanders #Maybe unsympathetic Patton? #Yes it's a day late I don't want to talk about it 🥺 #eotp2022

[metalgearsolidexclamationpoint]

I played The Quarry ch 2/3/4 in one big chunk

I am terrible at finding tarot cards! There was one where I walked into the room and the game was like, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD IDIOT PRESS X TO COLLECT THE TAROT CARD.

That said, I also got 2 cards (Star and Tower), said I wanted to look at Tower in more depth, and when I got to the pause screen to look at it again… the video clip was under Star. Uhhh… bug report? A shame, because Tower is the most evil bad news card in the Major Arcana, even worse than the Devil, Hanged Man, or Death.

8 years of shooting qualification and treat-never-keep-keep must have really gotten under my skin, because when Jake flagged Kaitlyn and Nick with the shotty, I flinched and yelled in real life. Also, giving a gun to a genuinely unstable person is not recommended.

Chapter 3 seems pretty early to reveal the (a?) monster, which was teased with green-o-vision spy cam but seemed distinct from the rednecks, and again looks very similar to UD's enemy. When it attacked Abi and Nick, something shot at it, which I assume is the (prev post) rednecks. Also, when Abi had the choice to run or hide, I remembered Jess and hid. Then I had the choice to climb a tree and I thought... this chick can't climb trees. I seem to have made it through okay!

Also learned from UD to take the shortcut, which got Ryan to Nick in… the nick of time. 😎 🏆

I'm kind of digging the reveals, though. The rednecks watching the kids and saying, fuck this and walking away. The weird bloated corpse in the lake, which to me is kind of like... yeah, creepy, but if you don't know it's there, and also you've been swimming in that lake all summer long anyway... does it really matter?

Btw, the muscle reminds me of Stephen Fry from the Kickin’ Ass sketch. Oren here will just tap along to the strange rhythms in his head.

Ohhh, the graphics are becoming harder and harder to overlook. The water looks TERRIBLE, which makes me think it was added to show off PS5 capes, and my PS4 is absolutely chugging trying to render everything, My PS4 is also coming up on 7 years of age. I had to force quit a loading screen twice already. PLEASE HANG ON BABY.

Thus far I have managed to badly misinterpret both of the tarot card hints I got: failed to take the fireworks with me, and, proving I forgot the lesson from UD and also the last chapter, opened a trap door, which got Emma killed as, frankly, anyone opening a trap door deserves.

Luckily, Jake was already dead at that point, because Ryan fired a warning shot into him. Fascinated by the VHS tape (what a fun design choice, btw, they are so cool looking [even if Video Nasty is an explicitly British term] and I’m dying to know the provenance of the fake director names) for that chain of decisions: Jake didn’t distract the hunter who freed him from the rope trap > hunter pours blood on Jake’s face > Ryan shoots Jake in the bushes. If Jake didn’t have blood on his face, would he have yelled, “hey guys! It’s me!!”? Did the blood enervate him? I assumed the blood had something to do with hiding from the monsters, not other normal humans.

Anyway, Nick got bit or whatever and according to a tarot card he will develop superhuman strength, presumably while transforming into these Nosferatu-looking mfers. Abi has been unfailingly kind to him, which will hopefully pay off when he loses all traces of humanity but recognizes the bright spark of her love and stops himself from ripping her face off. In chapter 5, I guess, because so far all the tarot cards have been hints for the immediately upcoming chapter. Which is a bit hand-holdy for my tastes, but also I forgot the totem hints 30 seconds after I saw them in UD, so I see where they’re coming from.

And Dylan… that’s not how infection works?? It doesn’t appear within 20 minutes as a black mold spreading through your veins?? And what did you want to amputate anyway, his shoulder?

I feel like Kaitlyn is an apology for Emily from UD after Supermassive didn’t realize how much backlash Emily was going to get for being assertive and opinionated (aka a bitch). I like Kaitlyn and the way she takes charge of situations, but it looks like she doesn’t get to be equally forthright/"alpha" in relationships.

Also, uhh… SM has paired the POC together again, but this time threw a wrench into it by also making it a love triangle including a gay guy. I have thoughts but I also don’t want to wade into waters I am not qualified to swim in.

Loved the narrative device of Emma as influencer filming videos that gives her an excuse to walk and talk, rather than give us a Heavy Rain-style button to read thoughts or just have the PC talk to themselves the whole time.

“Do we snoop through someone else’s belongings or do we open the spooky trap door and die a horrible, painful death?!” There’s another explicit UD ref. I remembered that lesson and didn't snoop in Max's bag in the prologue either.

#the quarry #the quarry spoilers #fox plays #text

[musical-chick-13]

Control Z, Episode 2-3

-PABLO, WHY WOULD YOU JUST ANSWER AN UNKNOWN NUMBER, HOW STUPID ARE YOU

-I know the new principle is supposed to come off as an uncaring jerk, but I’m just SO HAPPY that an authority figure is FINALLY calling out Quintanilla and Raúl for SOMETHING.

-Okay, I’m sorry. Why have they forgiven Raúl, but not Alex? Alex was at least TRYING TO DO SOMETHING SHE THOUGHT WAS RIGHT? She was actively trying (horribly) to correct a wrong that WAS IN FACT RAÚL’S (and Gerry’s ofc) FAULT???? Look, I know this probably sounds unfair since I am an Alex Apologist™, but Alex is at least taking accountability; Raúl is just an asshole. (“Alex, you buried someone alive” Yes, and Raúl kidnapped someone and tried to save his money over a different kidnapped teenage girl who was in mortal danger, like have some consistency here.)

-Claudia wants to be an actress!!!!

-Wtf, theatre teacher, these are STUDENTS, obviously they aren’t going to be doing Shakespeare monologues perfectly, THAT’S WHY YOU ARE TEACHING THEM, God why are all the teachers in this show absolute trash.

-...Oh, this is an interesting direction to take Gerry’s story in. Confronted with a guy who reminds him (and us) of Luis, who is instead treated horribly by Gerry’s peers instead of Gerry himself. Presumably, since he failed Luis, he’ll help this guy, especially since he’s being bullied for “acting too gay” just like Luis was.

-Why...why is Quintanilla trying to push Alex and Gaby back together??! She was his colleague and ALEX’S TEACHER, WHY IS THIS MAN AN EDUCATOR WFT IS WRONG WITH HIM

-When did Pablo become heart-eyed over María. I swear if this show ends with the two of them being a couple...

-Also, why are he and Claudia friends now????

-I...do not like the way this theatre teacher is interacting with Claudia. But maybe that’s just because Gaby is.....there. And still being treated like some Tragic Love Interest.

-Hmmm, New Inmate covered up for Gerry. Interesting. This could either be a really interesting dynamic or a catastrophically-badly-handled one.

-Natalia!!!! Confirmed okay!!!

-So obviously she and María are faking María’s death, but the question is obviously WHY. I don’t think María is behind this, but...tbh it really COULD be Natalia? I’m sure Maria told her about what happened on the roof, and it would make sense that Natalia would only do this when she was absolutely sure her sister was out of the way and wouldn’t be blamed. Her embezzlement being revealed by Raúl is why she made the decision to Get In Debt With The Drug Cartel (I cannot believe these are real plotlines on a teen drama as I type them out, lmaooo), so I can see her blaming him (and, by extension, the people around him). Please tell me she’s not doing this because she’s mad Javier broke up with her, I’ll be so disappointed.

-FUCK, MARÍA TRIED TO KILL HERSELF??!? I mean. There’s no body, which means she’s not dead as per Usual Mystery Rules, but. God. That was...unexpectedly dark.

-Ohhh, does Natalia blame The Gang for (what she thinks is) María’s suicide??? (Sorry, I’m still stuck on the theory that she’s the culprit.)

-I did appreciate the little detail of Sofía, who survived a suicide attempt, knowing immediately what Natalia means when she tries to hint at what happened with María. While Javier seems to need it spelled out for him. Good job, show!

-If Sofía really does believe Alex...and she’s proven that Bad Hacking Behavior isn’t a dealbreaker.......Sofía/Alex endgame? (I know I made this as a joke before season 2 started, but honestly? I think I’m here for it in earnest now.)

-You know what? Sofía going to law school actually makes a lot of sense. Once again, good job, show!!

-Oh, God, is the theatre teacher having a predatory “““relationship””” with Claudia? I cannot handle this again, I really can’t.

-Ugghhh, he IS, please let this end, can we STOP DOING THIS.

-It seems like they might have Claudia hook up with Pablo, and you know what, if it means she’s not “““dating””” her teacher, I’ll take it. I’ll take just about ANYTHING to not have any of the endgame relationships be teacher/high school student.

-RAÚL IS FUCKING BROKE I AM LAUGHING SO HARD I WANT HIM TO BE MISERABLE AND ROT IN HELL

-I genuinely thought Claudia was hardcore into María, I am SO confused as to what they’re doing with her.

-Okay, so she’s not going to hook up with Pablo, but he sure tried. (Presumably because she’s the only connection he still has to María? Yikes, that’s messed up, lmao.)

-.........PABLO??? Obviously it’s more complicated than that, but. His name is?? On the essay???? And he was in the car? Like I think whoever it ACTUALLY is was getting Raúl and Pablo in the same place so Pablo would unintentionally kill Raúl by running him over (which. sadly. did not actually happen. Sorry, I’d like to say that one day I’ll shut up about hating Raúl, but it’s basically my Brand™ at this point, and also I can’t pretend like I’m not spending every second of this show hoping he’ll die.)

#tw: suicide mention #tw: abuse mention #mc13 watches ctrlz #anti raul leon

[mg-dango]

Do you want to take a moment to be infodumped about my TF2 OC? (pls say yes)👉👈

YOOOOO Hi I’m not dead (yet)

College’s been eating me alive with homework, which hasn't allowed me to finish a single drawing or play video-games, not even sleep more than 4 hours haha (send help/j)

HOWEVER- However, I recently got an hyperfixation on TF2 and oh lord I love it, I could talk about it all day. I´ve been reading fanfiction, watching gameplays and SFM videos on youtube. I don't how could I've missed this fandom before iT’S CRAZY-

And like everytime I get so engaged on a fandom, I try to self-insert me with art, and then like everytime I try to self-insert me everytime, it fails miserably because the mf fictional interpretations of me start growing their own characteristics, differences and personalities and when I less expect it- BOOM, they´re a totally new OC with little to no hints of me in them. 

Sooo this is exactly how this OC I wanna present you today was born, usually I just wait until I have 2 or 3 drawings of them and then I present them with little to no explanation on social media, but since my current free time is not letting me do anything and I’ve been dying to infodump about them, I said “f-ck it we ball” and just straight up tell you guys what I have made of this new blorbo until now:

NOTE: Some of the things about this oc are a bit stereotypical about Japanese culture, I apologize and if something makes you feel uncomfortable/bothered about it, please let me know!

Like her name suggests, she is a chef, originary from Japan. The story I currently have for her now is that Miss Pauling temporally wanted to hire a cook to boost the morale on the base, and Chef enthusiastically took the job after being kicked out of cooking school, there was one problem tho

Chef only knows to cook one single thing and It’s sushi, like, if she tries making something else, that thing ends up transforming into some kind of sushi-like thing (Like sushi-getti, sushi-taco, even sushi-sandvich and sushi-cereal).

The team at one point gets sick of always eating sushi, but for some reason (I´m still thinking of the reason) they can't fire her from her new job so they just end up making her a new member of the team

Which is actually bananas because Chef comes from a family of ninjas (I´m still thinking on the lore of that too)

Also here's the thing, everyone on the team thinks that Chef is a man, she was about to correct them but instead she discovered she liked being referred also with masculine pronouns and being perceived as a man so instead she's just internally having an identity crisis figuring out her gender while keeping it a secret.

She's been trying to avoid medic for that same reason, she hasn't gotten her übercharge-thing surgery yet because then Medic would have to see her chest and her secret would spill out

(I actually doubt medic or any other member would mind having a woman on the team but still ohhh the drama)

She can throw smoke bombs that are made of wasabi, uses an Oroshi Hocho (A knife used to cut tuna) as a sword and can make a temporary clone of herself (I’m sorry if this sounds a bit like a Mary Sue I got too excited)

Chef is Aroace (‘Cause I'm aro and I wanted an aro oc to make me feel represented), she values A LOT friendships and platonic relationships.

She likes hanging out with scout bc she thinks he is simply goofy and hilarious and a funny idiot (ur honor they’re homies)

Annnd that's all I have of Chef for now, probably gonna be changing a lot of things the longer I draw her but uh, If you have come to this part and took the bother to read all this infodumping, I wanna hug u virtually and say “thank u” I really appreciate you <3

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