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mojo-dojo-cracka-house · 4 months

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Ayo buddy, watch it I'm waukin 'ere (Pinned Post)

Sup bitchesssss, we're a bunch of crazy people who are insane but also slightly funny but just slightly.

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@thebluekid-underyourbed

@chaosreinbrothered

@unknowncorvidae

This is a silly little family AU because we're a silly little hypothetical family!! We're a little stupid so be warned you might lose braincells.

Ursa: the world-weary mother. She’s given up trying to reign in the family and now just sits back and watches them commit arson and kill the world. A raging alcoholic but only for comedic purposes. She has a high tolerance to alcohol and never gets drunk. Could chug vodka without blinking. Loves both her queer and cishet kids and would snap the neck of anyone who dares even look at them in a rudely. Penguin.

Ad: the neighborhood kid. He’s not even part of the family biologically and legally speaking. One day they waddled up to Ursa and the next day Ursa announced everyone now had an emotionally adopted sibling. They hang out around the house and create chaos with the family. Tortures people for the heck of it (a telltale sign of potential serial killers, according to rumors), threatens to fuck people with Cranberry, commits arson with the Roomba (and is sometimes caught actively encouraging it to run over the dog poop and track it around the house), etc. A pleasure to have in class.

Splat: elder sibling who is shorter than everyone. Very smart and super cool. She’s probably the second-most sensible person in the family. Has her own fair share of a criminal record. Mostly physical assault and some light arson here and there. Barely has her life together but it makes her a funnier person so there’s that. Fucking legend. Controlled chaos.

Osmosis: younger sibling who towers over everyone. Has never cussed, will never cuss, does not cuss. He does, however, willingly be the Guy In The Chair. Is the distraction in most crimes. Is the sneaky boi too. Likes setting off the plan. He’ll throw the bomb that will distract the guards, light the dynamite to draw away the police, etc. Enjoys coding. Has been known to tell the Roomba to draw dicks. Wholesome but will snap all 206 of your bones before finally killing you without hesitation or remorse. Weirdly obsessed with shoulders and Pokemon. Can code though, so there's that

Cranberry: middle child and middle height. Threatens to fuck literally everyone. Helps Ad catch the animals he tortures and watches. Points at every single fictional character and draws attention to their asses. Thinks the monkeys from Wizard of Oz were sexy. Cleans faer glasses with soap and water. Excels at school because of course fae does. Will break your shins. Enjoys finding loopholes to even the simplest instructions. A pleasure to have in class.

Ai: tired wine aunt. Aggressively ADHD. Best sister and aunt ever. Always sneaks candy in pockets, encourages crimes, doesn’t care about bedtimes, tells Ursa the kids behaved very well while she was out of the house thank you very much, etc (obviously Ursa knows but the house isn’t on fire so she considers that a win). Is drunk all the time, but somehow always manages to be a light drunk. Not drunk enough to crash the car, not drunk enough to be loopy, nothing. She is just always seen with a wine glass filled to the brim (never spilled anything in her life) and she always just seems sliiiiiightly tipsy. Never more, never less. Ursa says her sister seemed like that ever since they were kids.

Jiyuu: hobo. Always seen carrying around a sieve for some reason. Not even carrying around - it’s just in his pockets all the time. Jun Leaf calls it a holebowl and nobody has called it anything else. Hobo with a holebowl. Cranberry took one look at Jiyuu on his first visit to the family and promptly said, “You look like a hobo.” Jiyuu has never lived that down. Jiyuu enjoys teaching crimes and controversial stuff. He makes sure all the kids are aware that Australia is a lie. He talks about WWII and stuff and pins it on random people. He says murder is good and the kids repeat his arguments to everyone they meet. The hotdog guy at the baseball stadium did 9/11. Always manages to look 36 and 93 and 12 at the same time.

The Roomba (AKA Jun Leaf): mix of BB8 and Roomba. There’s no question in anyone’s mind that it is alive. It showed up one day and has just been in the house ever since. One day Ursa complained about the constant mess around the house, and the next day there was the Roomba. A few days later, Splat commented that the Roomba kept showing up in places that there was no way it could reach and it was almost like it was alive. They name it Jun Leaf as a joke. The next morn, the Roomba has Googly eyes taped on it. Nobody knows who taped the Googly eyes. Every 18th of November, the Roomba is found with a blue birthday hat.

Jun ?: an alternate? One day there was a kid on the couch sitting crisscrossed with the Roomba on his lap. Said he broken out of the mirror. He showed them the mirror that sat in the supply closet where the Roomba was supposed to always return to after doing it’s periodic cleaning of the house. It was broken. Nobody believed vim until ve said vis name was Jun ? and then held up the Roomba and asked for its name. Hangs around the house. Always has pieces of mirror in vis hair and clothes. Is the human embodiment of the Roomba. Often found with the Roomba in vis hands.

NotAd: Sometimes Ad shows up to the house hollering for blood. Other times NotAd shows up hollering for food. Ursa worried something happened to her child the first time NotAd made an appearance. NotAd is Ad just reversed. The family speculates NotHim to also be from the mirror (mostly because NotHim looks exactly like Ad but is left-handed). Somehow always has a mirror shard on NotHim (similar as to how Ad somehow always has a pocket knife). Palms of NotHis hands have scars that look like NotHe pushes their way through glass.

Oscar: Osmosis but as a virtual entity. Odiend2 first appeared on Osmosis' computer, much to Osmosis' surprise (he just walked in and there Odiend2 was, a perfect reflection of him waving at himself). Odiend2 has also showed up on the TV screen, spoke to the family through the TV speakers, and occasionally beeps the microwave in some form of code. The Roomba beeps back (somehow; the Roomba has no voice box). Odiend2 helps Osmosis out with coding but also enjoys randomly deleting files. An oddball (like Osmosis, lol) but he gets an excuse because he’s a virtual thing and cannot wreak actual havoc.

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someonetookmyawesomename · 2 years

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It must be painful to sail a dead ship 🥀

Tell me something about it, since I haven’t the slightest who they are? 😅💐

(Warning, this is gonna be long as heck because I'm sad my ship is dead, so I'm sorry in advance if I talk too much)

YES SAILING A DEAD SHIP IS PAINFUL (My chosen ship is Liir/Trism from the wicked books)

Here's just a summary of things that you can expect to experience:

you have nobody to talk about it with (yes, even on tumblr. So far, I've only met 3 people who are interested, and they're all pretty busy, so I'm alone on this 99% of the time

There is very little art (I've seen less than 20 works most of which were commissioned by @lillifaba so I have her to thank for what little I can find)

Even posts such as headcanons and rants are nonexsitent

Next to zero fanfiction (there is less than 30 works on AO3 that have my favored characters tagged. They don't even appear as minor characters in most works about wicked)

Most of the fanfiction that do feature them usually only use them as minor characters

As for those that use them as major characters, most are abandoned and are about a decade old if not older

Unless you have the skills to make your own content, you're stuck licking crumbs off the floor

Now that that's out of the way, here's some basic information about Liir and Trism:

They're both characters from the wicked book series which provides a fairly adult backstory to the wicked witch of the west from The Wizard of Oz

Neither of them appear in the wicked musical, because their story happens after the events of the musical

They're part of the next generation of characters from the books

Liir is the son of Elphaba (the lead heroine in the musical AKA wicked witch of the west) with her definitely murdered (in the books) lover Fiyero

Unlike his mom, Liir does not have any sort of happy memories from his childhood

Elphaba gave birth to him while in a coma, so she refuses to acknowledge him as her son

he was heavily bullied throughout his childhood for his weight (he was on the chubby side as a child) and was almost drowned by his bully

Unlike his extremely motivated and go-getter mother, his terrible upbringing made him more weary and passive

He achieves greater things compared to his mother, but only because he was forced to do so, not because he wanted to

He kind of just stumbles through life, winging it as he goes

Despite that, he is extremely mentally strong and is able to withstand torture and threats to his family

Liir has a wife named Candle

She kind of accidentally forces him into a relationship with her because she r*pE$ him and gets pregnant while he's in a coma in an attempt to warm his body to keep him from dying (I know, shit got messy real fast)

Trism is a soldier Liir meets when he enlists in the army (Liir enlists after Elphaba is killed because he was a literal teenager at the time with nowhere to go)

Trism is described as being VERY hottt (Kinda reminds me of America/Alfred from Hetalia when it comes to looks, blonde, handsome, and VERY muscular) which appeals to my gay senses

He and Liir initially don't get along that well, but in true enemies to lovers fashion, they get together later on

Trism becomes a dragon trainer working for the current ruler of Oz

Unfortunately, the ruler is corrupt and uses the dragons to oppress the masses, murdering countless innocents

Trism grows tired of working to oppress the people and Liir convinces him to kill the dragons

They become fugitives and in the process become lovers and start fricking (yes I enjoyed this part and I'm not ashamed)

Trism delivers my favorite line from the books "Are you slow, or are you just falling in love with me?" I love me a cheeky man

This all happens while Candle is pregnant

In order to reunite with candle and keep her safe, Liir sends Trism to pick her up (He literally sends his lover to pick up his wife my goodness)

She refuses to come with Trism

Trism leaves alone and gets captured and tortured by the government for killing the dragons and to get info out of him

Liir reunites with Candle, but she refuses to tell him what she did when Trism came to pick her up

Trism and Liir don't meet for many years (I think like a decade or 2)

When they do meet again, they're on opposite sides of a war

Trism is training dragons again, but this time he plans on participating in a revolution that destroys the emerald city, Oz's capital in an attempt to depose its corrupt ruler

Liir on the other hand wants to avoid the attack because it would kill many innocent lives

I'm not explaining it very well, but both of their choices are honestly quite valid

Liir gets kidnapped and tortured in order to force him to work for Trism's side

Liir still refuses to work with Trism

They both acknowledge that after many years of separation they still love each other

But don't get back together because they're on opposite ends of a war

It turns out Trism never needed Liir's help because he manages to help conquer the emerald city just from his experience with dragon taming alone

The political issues get resolved after the war but Liir and Trism never get back together

To add insult to injury, Liir and Candle have a major fight that ends in divorce

By the end of the books, Liir is left all alone waiting for either Trism, Candle, or both to return to him

It's left open-ended whether either of the two decide to come back for Liir

Why I ship Liir and Trism:

There's this comfort and openness in their relationship that isn't there with Liir and His wife

Liir and his wife were simply forced into a relationship because of a sudden pregnancy that honestly did not make sense to me how it happened

Liir and Candle are also just terrible for each other

Their relationship becomes icy and toxic near the end of the books

Trism is highly protective and supportive of Liir, loving him even after he gest captured and tortured

Throughout the story, Trism is often mistaken as Liir's husband because of how close they are

Liir and Trism both worked for the military and share plenty of experiences together

I imagine that after the events of the books, Liir and Trism reunite and they apologize for causing each other so much pain as well as help each other get through the traumas they experienced

LIIR AND TRISM HAVE SO MUCH ANGST, HURT/COMFORT, AND ENEMIES TO LOVERS POTENTIAL

It's a shame people don't really know about them

Here's some extra things I just wanted to express:

I'm so invested in their relationship that I can't even read fanfiction about other ships right now because I keep fixating on them

I'm lowkey salty that most people in the wicked fandom only seem to care about Elphaba, Fiyero, and Glinda (I'm NOT an anti, this is just me being an envious, bitter, unreasonable bitch who can't accept that my ship is dead. I understand why people like Elphaba, Glinda and Fiyero, I'm just jealous that these characters seem to be the only ones getting attention, but it's understandable because they're the main characters in the musical)

I'm hoping that one day, Liir and Trism follow the steps of Achilles and Patroclus and go viral so I can finally get some friends who also ship Liir/Trism

I think the wicked movie will be shit, but if there is the chance that it might convince people to read the books and maybe increase the number of Liir/Trism supporters, then I'm willing to support it

I'm incredibly starved for Liir/Trism content and will jump at any opportunity to talk about them

So yeah, thank you for coming to my TED-Talk. I'm sorry I ran my mouth so much! I just got excited that somebody asked me about Liir and Trism

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hezuart · 2 years

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Happy birthday hezu! 🎂

Question: what are your thoughts on each rwby villians? the main viliians I mean

Aw, thank you!!!!

I like Salem, tho murdering her children is something truly messed up that I didn't think she would do, but they really set her up to just be an awful, spiteful person after what happened to her. Truly tragic but great to have a nice villainess that stays a villain! (...Is RWBY ever gonna retouch upon the fact that two immortals had children that could do magic? And that they might be linked with the maidens? Anyone ???? gonna explain that??? no?? fdlkgjlfkg)

Always been confused about Cinder and her gang. Haven't kept up with RWBY in a while, but was it ever explained what the heck her plans were? Did she always just work for Salem? She kinda went from a bad girl to awkward weak servant for Salem. I don't really understand what is going on with Cinder in this series. I like her lackies, tho they don't get much attention.

Don't care about the crazy scorpion man and the business mustache man, they're kinda boring.

Adam was wasteful. I don't recall him being overly significant. His arc ended lackluster, and we got no flashbacks of him and Blake, and what Blake used to see in him. He also murdered that Khan lady, who had a gorgeous design and people were PISSED she was killed the MOMENT she was introduced on screen. Seriously, such a big waste. We get a small context clue to why Adam is so hateful or insane with his face reveal right before he dies, but had his backstory been shown to the audience, I think people would have cared more. Otherwise, despite his involvement in the Faunus terrorist group, it didn't feel like he really did anything outside of torment Blake which is unfortunate.

I like the guy that is angry at Oz but was initially kind with Oscar, though his beliefs are severely misguided. He blames Oz for encouraging his daughter to fight a battle he learned to have been hopeless since Salem convinced or manipulated him into thinking that way. And initially being nice with Oscar, he drops all that once he realizes Oz's soul is inside the boy. I hope they can sway him over to their side. He's a powerful guy who just... uh... doesn't use his brain, it seems.

I think there was like... a twist villain or whatever, the tin man, and also the lion guy; the characters representing that story. Seems like Oz is losing every "friend" he thought he had, which is pretty tragic. I don't remember tin man's reasoning, I gotta rewatch the show.

But yeah some villains seem pretty good, others I think are a bit skewed.

#rwby #ask #text post

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thealmightyemprex · 2 years

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FAvorite Films part 1: Sentimental Favorite Movies

I am fascinated by the idea of a favorite movie .....But I cant just pick one....So I am going to cover a few favorite films in diffrent lists,unranked ,just cause I love movies

This first one shall be the films that mean a lot to me for various reasons

The one passed down:The Wizard of Oz

I mean many of the films I saw as a kid were shown to me by my folks(Mostly my dad) but this is one I have shared with my grandma,who would often sing Somewhere over the Rainbow

The one that started my obsession - The original Star Wars Trilogy

As soon as I caught a glimpse of a black armoured figure with a billowing cape battling a young hero with swords of light on a mechanical bridge,a bug was planted in my brain.Not only did I think it looked cool....But I wanted to know how they made that happen .

The film that solidified my love of the classics -Frankenstein

While the Disney classics and Wizard of Oz where staples for me ,this was the first old black and white movie that I really loved .It was spooky and had a monster I really felt for

The one I sought out -King Kong

I had seen both remakes ,but I had not seen the original ,and tried like heck to find it,and eventually I was able to convince my parents to get it for me

The film I waited for -Evil Dead

So when I was young my dad let me watch Army of Darkness,the third in the Evil Dead trilogy....And I could not see the other two till I was old enough .It was kind of an event for me when I was finally old enough to check out this movie ,and it lived up to the scary hype

The film that hit me at the time I needed it -WAtership Down

So the day I saw this film,my brother and me were in a car accident :No one was hurt,but we did get a day off of school and we were both pretty shaken and this came in the mail around the same time (Having heard about it cause I wanted to get into darker animated stuff ) .....But while most talk about how dark the film I latched onto how moving I found the film

The film that changed how I viewed film-My Dinner with Andre

A movie with no action or anything fantastical which usually interested me ,just two guys talking to eachother in a restraunt ,and for some reason It captivated teen me

The film that I found out about Fandom :Lion King

Yeah this is themovie where I first encountered fandom:I found out about fanart,fanfics ,got my name from it , met my best friend @metropolitan-mutant-of-ark thanks to it,and even helped them on a fan comic

The one a friend shared reccomended to me : Black Orpheus

A movie I would not have seen if @ariel-seagull-wings hadnt reccomended to me and it has very much stuck with me

The best film experience I have ever had :The Princess Bride

This film was already a favorite for me and my stepmom when I took her to see it on her birthday on the bigscreen. sSome theater friends happened to be there too,we decided to sit with them.....And it was just a joy cause this film has such an infectious charm to it and all of us were loving it

@ariel-seagull-wings @metropolitan-mutant-of-ark @amalthea9 @angelixgutz @princesssarisa @filmcityworld1 @the-blue-fairie @themousefromfantasyland

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ladyelissarose · 2 years

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Warnings: mentions of a club, (I don’t know if that’s a warning) being beat, drugs mentioned too, angst all in between! So sorry for barely posting today, I had a rough week. But I still love you and appreciate you all!!💕♥️

“The Secrets of Gotham-Unmasked”

Chp. 25 pt.2

Y/n’s POV

Soon the Uber driver which was known as a taxi of course, had driven up to the location Saunders had written down for her, looking up at the building once she got off the taxi she thought,

‘Iceberg Fish Co.? What the hellll... damn the more you know huh?’

That’s when she heard Saunders voice through the comms,

‘Alright Diana, there’s a door up front go up to it, there will be twins brothers opening it up for you, there The Penguins bouncers, they have a code word they use, just say, “I’ve heard they say the fish is colder within the club.

Then just show them the application, they check you for weapons, then you’ll be in.’

“Alrighty then... going up to it now.”

Just as she approached it the two doors opened revealing the identical twin bouncers, the first one looked at her up and down taking her appearance as he questioned sternly,

“Are you lost princess?”

With a sly smirk Y/n answered,

“I’ve heard they say the fish is colder within the club?”

“Huh... you may be right, let me see what you have there.”

Picking up the application form Y/n added,

“Of course I’d be right, why else would I be here?”

Taking the form both brothers looked it through and the second one asked,

“Who told you about this place, you’re new around here.”

Alfred then spoke saying,

‘Say Selina Kyle.’

“Selina Kyle, she was a good friend of mine, saw I was going through a rough time and requested here.”

Smirking at each other the first brother told the other,

“Why don’t you lead her upstairs? Let’s see what Oz has to say about this.”

“Bet, come on baby, let’s introduce you to what Gotham is really all about.”

Leading Y/n inside after checking her bag she soon was really able to see what Bruce had meant about the Iceberg Lounge, it was dark and somewhat foggy inside, the heat within was radiated off the amount of bodies that danced around in the place. The music was loud and bouncing off of Y/n’s ears, lights of different colors but mostly red, were shining and moving in every direction.

‘This is a club indeed, God damn and I thought a night bar at D.C. was bad... this is basically hell.’

She felt her arm being pulled as the twin drew her close to him to tell her over the music some directions,

“You just go up those stairs and through that door, you’ll find what you’re looking for there, Oz be waiting for you. Good luck baby.”

Sending him a blowing kiss Y/n thanked him,

“Thank you sweetheart.”

Walking up the stairs she heard Saunders talk her through,

‘Just go with it, your name is Diana Taylor, and Selina Kyle referenced you to the place, you have your information there, he’ll read through it all, he doesn’t just let anyone in, he likes to know them well. Now, his name is Oswald Cobblepot, he’s the Penguin. Let’s hope he gets you working tonight, try to pressure the fact that you’re in desperate need of money, saying you’d do anything for extra. Maybe you can convince him.’

“Alright I’m walking in. Meaning I’m gonna stop talking.”

‘Don’t worry about getting to us Miss Y/n, we got you covered.’

Hearing Alfreds assurance made Y/n square her shoulders and walk in with confidence, and upon entering she saw William Kenzie, someone she had heard about from Gordon, he was a corrupt former detective of the GCPD.

‘Ugh, of course he’d be here like a damn guard, just remember, you’re Diana and a club worker.. yeah sounds about right. And who the heck is Selina Kyle? Is she the Princess of Gotham or something, sounds like everyone knows her. Hmph, I’ll worry about that later... now it’s show time.’

“Woah woah woah hold it there Barbie, where do you think you’re going?”

William Kenzie stuck his hand out to stop her from coming further in, Y/n high pitched her voice as she explained,

“I came here to see the Penguin, I heard he needed hiring for some positions?”

“Ohh I finally have someone coming in! Let her through Kenzie, meet me downstairs at the 44 Below, come in baby.”

‘That’s the fucking Penguin?! Shit-“

Kenzie moved his hand and gestured her to go inside, Y/n sent him a sweet smile as she stepped into the room, her loud clicking heels echoing off the glass window walls, she took at seat in front of Oswald as she spoke,

“I have an application form, I hope you like it.”

Crossing her legs seductively she handed him the paper, making sure to bend and stretch over to him enough to make her breasts be noticed well, of course the Penguin took a sly glance before grabbing the form, he looked it through as a worker walked in with a tray full of packages and a yellow envelope. And in her other hand she had a smaller tray but with a glass of what looked like whiskey. Setting it down she took a look at Y/n and nodded her head in acknowledgment of her presence, Y/n sent a super small smile with the same nod, then the Penguin said,

“Thank you baby, just leave it there, here, take a couple of drops.”

Handing her two packages the girl stuffed it in her bra and walked out without another word.

‘So those are the drops? Huh... I wonder what kind of drug it is though. Maybe I should start pushing my case.’

“So I was wondering if I could start tonight?-“

“Desperate huh?”

“Rent is due and I’m out, please I’d do anything for any amount of cash to get me through at least this month, I really need it.”

Sitting back to think about her plea the Penguin skimmed through the pages again, then ordered,

“Stand up.”

‘Oh shit.’

“Ok.”

Standing up the Penguin made a gesture with his fingers signaling her to do a simple turn, so he could get a whole view of her, he smirked as he watch her at his mercy of command, then told her to sit back down as he called out through his speaker,

“bring me my bouncers,”

‘What gonna happen? Ok ok breathe breathe.’

Y/n felt her skin crawl all of a sudden, feeling small as she sat there vulnerable and open to anything that could possibly happen, and at hearing the Penguin call for his bouncers, meaning more people in a room with her alone, just didn’t help her nervousness. But soon the twins walked in,

“”Yes boss””

Standing up the Penguin explained to Y/n,

“Listen Diana Taylor, here, this place is a safe place for anyone, and I mean anyone. I’m not a part of anything that happens here though, I just do what I need to do and that’s it. Here you’ll see people from district offices and government officials, and you can’t ever say a word or else.“

Feeling a cloth being pressed to her back Y/n then felt a hard stick or bar hit her across the back harshly sending her to the floor, then a couple more hits. She hissed through the pain and thought she was going to receive more until one of the twins picked her up facing her to the Penguin as he drew closer to her holding up her chin,

“Or else you will be treated accordingly by us, this was just a tap of what I’ll really do to you, do you understand?”

“Yes”

Letting her chin go he added,

“Talk to Gracie Helens, she does this kind of stuff here, she’s in the dressing room, take her this green card, I’ll let you access both floors but just for the month, sense you insist you need the cash.”

Convincing the Penguin more Y/n agreed,

“I really do need it.”

“Then on you go, this is the pass card, and remember what I told you.”

Pressing his large hand against her back so she could feel the sting of where she got hit was his reminder. Then he led her out. As soon as she walked out she heard Saunders voice,

‘I didn’t think he’d do that I’m sorry, are you ok?’

Feeling her skin burn on her back from the hits she tried to roll her shoulders a little as she responded,

“Yeah I’m good, it was just unexpected. Now who’s this Gracie Helens?”

‘She works with the ladies, she’s kinda like the manager. So go to her and present to her your green card, she’ll let you through, Oz must be having a good night, which is good, so keep your cover up and find Mackenzie, or anyone else you feel was involved in your fathers murder.’

“Alright copy that,”

Y/n soon found Gracie and was able to get directions for around the place,

‘Thank God Gracie was pretty nice, she even said she liked my smile. Saying it was at attractive... well ok then.. oh! here’s the elevator for the downstairs.’

The doors opened for Y/n to go in, she was met with William Kenzie once again,

He scoffed,

“He let you down here?”

Showing off her card she said yes,

“Yup, are you coming in or out?”

“I’m going back down.”

“alright.”

Stepping inside the doors closed on them as he stood at least a foot away from her, he then handed her his card,

“Whenever you get at the point of working behind the closed doors, call me first. I like you.”

Y/n sent him a tight lipped smile and prayed that the doors would soon open, she couldn’t stand his presence. Fortunately they did and she right away went towards a group of girls that stood around in the same kind of clothes she wore, approaching them Y/n greeted,

“Hi!”

One of the prettier ones with bigger breasts and an average height mocked,

“Hey y’all didn’t tell me that Oz hired a giraffe!”

They all started to cackle amongst themselves making Y/n look stupid, but Y/n soon found out her name when one of the others said,

“Debby shut up, say what’s your name girly?”

“I-I’m-“

“Awe look at her she’s stuttering, probably it’s cause she didn’t hear us sense she’s so tall! Why don’t you bend down huh?”

Y/n huffed through her nose as she felt an irritation rise in her chest because of her stupid mockery, but Alfred calmed her down instantly,

‘Your heart beat is rising Y/n, don’t let them get to you, they’re immature and that’s how they behave. Grab a tray with drops and glasses and walk away, ignore them. Look for Mackenzie, you’re here for him not them.’

“Fine.”

Looking at Y/n confused Debby questioned,

“What do you mean fine?”

Spinning on her heal Y/n grabbed a full tray that was ready to be taken and began to walk away from the girls, swaying her hips feeling a little bit better for listening to Alfred, though she could hear them laughing harder as she left but stood her ground. Looking around at every table Y/n searched desperately for Mackenzie, but couldn’t find him. But she either way helped around while playing her role and getting cash as she went, a few offered her to be taken to the back with them for ‘a good time’, but she declined all the offers saying she was off limits to the club.

‘Damn half the GCPD and DA’s office is down here.. but where’s Mackenzie? I thought he’d be here.. it’s the weekend.’

“Hey Uncle G, I’m not picking him up anywhere, does he arrive later in the night or what?”

‘I believe he does, when your dad and I would come around he was always late because of his job, and especially now that he’s Chief of Detectives... just hold on out there you’re doing well, just focus and stay away from the drunk/drugged guys please.’

“Copy that.”

Gordon’s POV

Gordon was the one holding back Mackenzie in his office as he argued with him with fury in his voice,

“How could you give Y/l/n a formal funeral with no body? That’s utterly ridiculous!!”

“The press or anyone outside of this system or building doesn’t know that Jim! It’s been almost 3 weeks and she hasn’t shown up, I already have the ceremony in the works-“

“YOU DIDN’T FIND HER BODY GOD DAMNIT! WHATS THE MAYOR GOING TO SAY?”

“I TOLD HER Y/N’S BODY WAS BURNED IN THE CAR SHE DROVE!”

Rolling his eyes at Mackenzie’s lies Gordon stood from his seat and asked,

“Have the feds said anything about this? I’m sure this incident reached the ears of the FBI.”

“It did reach them and they’re on my side Jim, unlike you that’s always deviating and working with psychopaths.”

“You’re the psycho Bock! You first lied about Y/n having drops and cash on her when you know it wasn’t hers, making us end up in the predicament were in now!”

Taking out a folder of files Bock said,

“The FBI were able to pull out fingerprints, explain that-“

“You paid them money and shit to get them to do that and lie for you to cover your ass and mistakes, those are not her fingerprints.”

“Well to late to fight that now, her ceremony is in 3 weeks, it’s going to be a simple one too, the city isn’t paying much for it.”

“Y/n was a well trained detective Bock, she was dedicated to her work and tasks, she caught the Joker for crying out loud! As well as putting away Stewart. A serial killer, the least you could do to make up for your wrongs is give her a proper ceremony, the city doesn’t have to take in count the reason why she’s dead and everything that the FBI knows about her death. Honor her death at least.”

“Hmph.. I’ll think about it.. now get the hell out, I need to go.”

“Go where?”

“That’s none of your business but if you must know I’m going to see the officials, now leave.”

Before Mackenzie could tell him a second time Gordon left and walked out of the building, and called Batman to tell him the news,

“Come on pick up Chief.”

Batman’s POV

Batman was emptying an old shed he found in the outskirts of Gotham when he got a call,

‘What happened now?’

“Gordon.”

“Chief, meet me at the signal.. I’m surrounded by to many people at the moment to tell you why, just meet me there.”

“’k.”

Hanging up his phone Batman looked through the rest of the items quickly and saw nothing useful, making him leave the area and getting in his Batmobile. He contacted RedHood through the comms letting him know that he would be gone,

‘Red, I’ll be at the signal. LT Gordon has something to tell me-‘

‘Can I come?!’

‘no.’

‘But B!-‘

‘Maybe another day. Continue to look around please, at 2 go home though. I don’t want you around for too long.’

‘Fiiiine.. let me know what happens.’

‘I’ll think about it.’

‘Bleh.’

Batman rolled his eyes at RedHood’s childish response then let him go as he neared the signal. Checking the time Batman saw the clock had barley hit ‘1:30’, so he knew Y/b/n would be on his way home soon, which was good, he didn’t like the fact of him being alone out there with his conscious mind that still struggled with making the right choices.

Though he promised himself that soon they would work their way together to be a team, though he still wasn’t sure how yet, for the past 3 years he’s done this on his own, and the only time he had a partner which was Y/n when she was Shadow, things went to shit. But he knew that soon things would probably come into place, at least he hoped so.

Gordon’s POV

This time Gordon kept an eye out for the elevator for when Batman arrived, he didn’t want to be jump-scared again. He then heard the rumbling of the rising elevator and soon the Batman was walking through the gate towards him.

“Chief.”

“Gordon, what’s wrong.”

“Mackenzie is going to have a funeral ceremony for Y/l/n-“

“What?-“

“That’s exactly what I said!”

“But there’s no body to bury.”

Shrugging his shoulders Gordon added,

“I know that, but he bought his way to the feds to say that she was responsible for the drops and cash she had, somehow he made the system process her fingerprints onto the items.. but he refuses to let out that information to the media and all that’s stuff to not cause more problems-“

“He makes his own problems bigger than himself and doesn’t know how to fix it?”

“Exactly, Mackenzie’s mind is a mess right now, because they can’t find Y/n. She hasn’t come out or we haven’t seen a sign of life that gears towards her. Though I’m sure that he has a search party looking for Y/n, cause he’s scared now.”

“Why? Because of what she’s capable of?”

“Hmm hmm.. if there was one person on this earth that was closer than a centimeter away from putting him down forever it was Y/f/n, until Mackenzie pulled his stupid stunt killing him, but now it’s his daughter, Y/n, and Mackenzie can’t put a finger on her right now, she could be anywhere.”

“But the system is so screwed up everywhere, Mackenzie pays them all to side him and increase the business that Y/f/n tried to take down, what makes you think she can? She’s one person against a whole system. And you don’t even know where she is.”

Sighing will rubbing his face Gordon answered with a tone of sadness in his voice,

“Huhhh... I don’t know. This is all a mess.. I think there’s no saving Chief, this is over. I thought I had a chance with the FBI to catch him, but they’re working with him too. We got no one, this is a lost case.”

Looking away from Gordon to hide the pain in his eyes Batman commented,

“We were all so close, I don’t want it to be over.”

“Me too Chief, me too.”

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shinjukuspiritcommittee · 2 years

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Health and Sports Day- 8

Health and Sports Day 8

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After quickly besting the golems at bean bag toss your team quickly went back on the rugged trail. The three of you needed a moment to fully process what had just transpired before Tatsuya properly pipes up. "Well, that was definitely an experience." "Yer tellin' me..." Ibaraki sighed. He let out a bit of a yawn and a stretch. "How much longer til we get outta here?" "We can't leave just yet. We still have to find Yui and that lion therian..." You asked if Tatsuya meant Oz. "Was that his name? I don't think I've caught it until now." Ibaraki groaned. "Right, those friends ya went on about. Ya know, how the heck does one human cause a ravine like this to appear?" You pondered the possibility of her Sacred Artifact being able to create terrain perhaps? "No." Tatsuya said firmly. "Yui's artifact doesn't work like that." "Huh? Then what the heck is it suppose to do?" Tatsuya remained silent. "Oi oi, don't get all mute on me now. Ya want me to be more open ya gotta open up too." This seemingly took Tatsuya off guard as he looked to you for your opinion. You agreed with Ibaraki that he should speak up if he knows anything useful. For a moment Tatsuya seemed to hesitate. "She... doesn't like it when I talk about it." "She? Ya girlfriend?" "Yui, I mean." Tatsuya sighed. "She doesn't like when I mention it. But I can tell you that it doesn't have the power to change terrain. Whatever did this has to be something else." You commented on the fact he seemed sure of it, but decided to quickly discuss something else. You asked Tatsuya about how long he knew the flower field was around for. "Oh, that. I can't tell you about it exactly, but I remember finding this place on complete accident." "And you didn't tell someone?" Ibaraki was shocked. "It seemed harmless at the time. I only found it the other day, too. Not a lot of time to report it when everyone else's priorities were with getting the field day ready..." You ask him if he's been here in any other instances. He remained silent and for the first time this conversation he turned away from both of you before answering. "...No." It didn't take you much thought to realize he was lying, but you didn't want to press him further for the time being because an opening in the path revealed some interesting terrain. While you went further ahead to peer over the cliffside Ibaraki pulls back a bit with Tatsuya. "Hey, listen..." Ibaraki whispered. "Don't get all worked up or nothin', but ya don't seem all that hyped when talkin' about this field day." "...Of course I'm excited..." Tatsuya whispered back, but not being able to meet Ibaraki's eyes. "It's the one time a year Yoyogi gets to shine. Why wouldn't I...?" "Do they bench ya a lot?" Tatsuya didn't have an answer for that question. "Look I play on a team with my bro, so I getcha. It can be frustratin' not havin' a proper spot on a team." "...I don't play a sport like the others." Tatsuya looked at Ibaraki with a slight smile. "But, it's okay. I always get to watch and they sometimes ask me to help." Ibaraki let out a 'hmm' before continuing. "Alright, if ya say so. I ain't the strongest player myself so I get it, but ya don't gotta act like it doesn't bug ya." "Really, I'm fine. Thanks though." Tatsuya said before rushing to catch up with you. Ibaraki didn't say anything and just noticed that Tatsuya's smile didn't really seem all that honest. Before you could start to worry Ibaraki catches up. While the two hung back you saw a vast expanse of green trees over the mountain range, as though you were stepping from one entire terrain to another. Were these... here before? "I have no idea." Tatsuya said. "Wha... What the hell?" Ibaraki muttered.

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Somewhere within that forest Yui trudges through the forest blindly. She doesn't know what happened once the field was torn apart, and she wasn't near anyone who wandered in. She spent an indefinite amount of time just wandering the woods aimlessly just hoping to find Tatsuya. 'I hope he's okay...' She then thought about Oz and hoped he was at least still alright. You though... she was just hoping you weren't with Tatsuya. 'How did they even end up with Tatsuya...?' Yui clutched the jacket from her friend nervously in her hands. Her mind began to wander back to what she saw the other day. One thing that she keeps hidden from others and writes off as intuition a lot of the time is her power of divination- in short Yui can see into the future. By using her own art as the conduit of means to foretell what's to come in her unique book she can interpret what her Artifact is trying to show her. Very few people know of this ability and in fact it was her dorm manager who informed her to keep it a secret. A lot of her resentment wasn't towards you. In fact most of her pushback was actually towards what she couldn't make out in her vision. While wandering she had finally stumbled across what appeared to be an opening in the forest with a stream rushing along. While she took in the near serene view she heard someone stomping toward her. "Who's there?" "Ah so I'm not alone after all." Said the voice in a very calm manner matching most of the scene around them. This individual had short blond hair and a very muscular frame stumbled into view. Yui reacted with shock at first, but after taking a moment to process it she calmed herself. "Please don't be afraid. I was just going to ask for directions to Yoyogi Academy..."

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After scaling down the mountain while helping the two boys you quickly discover that this forest was pretty dense and hardly reminiscent of the mountains you were scaling just moments ago. The sunlight was mostly obscured and could only be filtered through gaps in the leaves. You told your teammates to watch their step and then asked aloud what kind of place was this collision supposed to be anyhow? "It's a multitude of biomes- that much I can say for sure." Tatsuya stated. "It's likely that this one in particular isn't even tied to one world." You thought about it for a second before mentioning how Zo could smell poppy flowers from the meadow earlier. "Poppy flowers?" They were a plant he didn't seem to care for. "Hmm..." "So just like Mount Oe?" Ibaraki asked desperately trying to follow along the two's conversation. He knew he wasn't the smartest around so a lot of the conversation was flying over his head. "That's our best bet." Tatsuya said. Ibaraki gave himself a mental pat on the back. Something had been bothering you for a while now and you told Tatsuya it was time to come clean. He had said earlier that things were different than the last time he was here as you thought back to his comments on the bugs. "Oh. Well I guess it's not much of a secret I've been here a handful of times- though back when it was still just a flower field. But I couldn't tell you much about it... it made for a nice little hideaway..." "What... what were ya hidin' from?" Ibaraki asked. Tatsuya didn't have a response to a question like that so he just remained silent. Rather it was more so because he was reluctant to answer. Suddenly a rustling from the bushes and you motioned for Tatsuya to get behind you. You and Ibaraki braced for a battle until you were tackled by a running lion. "Ah!" Oz yelped out as he collapsed on top of you. The timid lion had an impressive amount of strength because he knocked you off your feet and your faces were just a mere few inches away from each other. "Ow..." He groaned as he blinked the stars from his vision. The lion realized what had happened and immediately went to apologizing. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-" You told Oz to calm down and asked him what the problem was while attempting to get him to stand up and off you. "I-It's-" Before he could properly answer you felt something bind your and Oz's legs together. What the-? "Wait, what's-" Tatsuya tried to ask but before he could it suddenly yanked you and Oz deeper into the forest. You and both Oz scream in unison as your dragged through various brush in a sudden moment with Tatsuya and Ibaraki in the best pursuit they could give.

#housamo #tokyo afterschool summoners #sfw #fanfic #OC #yoyogi

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riotmusicinfo · 1 year

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Why We’re Thankful for Cocoa Domyoji!

Cocoa Domyoji. After spilling her soul to the judges at the rigorous Rising Hoper audition series, she joined RIOT MUSIC without single senpai to help guide her down the path. She worked arm in arm with the then-fledgling Virtual Music Agency to begin to pepper the world with songs that would lay the seeds and performances that watered the soil for the RIOT OF EMOTION to come.

We’ve discussed how far she’s sprinted down the path of accomplishment since her debut, and now want to commend her, and thank her, for not just what she’s done but who she is. Let’s take a few snapshot slices of her soul and put them on the page, so maybe you too can see what we see in her, in addition to what we hear from her already!

Cocoa Flashes The Brightest Smile

Go to any Cocoa Domyoji live show. Heck, you can even see it on her singing streams! Cocoa approaches each and every situation with a bright smile, one that makes you say to yourself, “yes I will dedicate my life to spreading her good word to every corner of the internet, and maybe even the physical globe if I can afford all of that air travel.

The “Fall in Sunset” Music Video Is Still Really Really Good

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Released for all to see on September 20th 2020, and over two years later the RIOT MUSIC Virtual Music Agency still jams the Fall in Sunet video on a regular basis, for a few good reasons. Most notably, you get to hear Cocoa’s loving crafted original “Fall in Sunset,” duh. Watching the video itself makes for as good a time as listening to the song, what with all of that visually delicious pixelly lo-fi low-poly goodness! Just fire up it and you too can enter the world of the most tricked out Nintendo DS game you never got to play! Finally, it’s not just a lo-fi experience, it’s a particularly aesthetic lo-fi experience, drink your fill of those melancholic purple hues!

Cocoa Looks Like She Plays The Guitar Really Well

We feel like Cocoa Domyoji possesses the finger-picking skills of Carlos Santana. You’ll see Cocoa take a six-string in hand and she sure looks like can play the heck out of one of these things. Cocoa probably spirits tunes out of fretboards like witches summon brooms every Halloween!

There’s No Way Anyone Would Beat Her In A Sword Fight

You approach Cocoa Domyoji, unsheathe your Katana and… Wham! Bopped on the head by her excellent saber skills. You try again, this time taking a big old iron slab broadsword in hand and use every muscle you’ve ever had in whole your meatsack body to land just one crumb of a hit on her and she, like a fairy, hops on the top of you blade and bops you in the head! Not only is Cocoa Domyoji capable of such a feat, all that RIOT MUSIC stage training leaves are girls ready to take on any errant samurai or swordsman.

She Would Pilot A Mecha For All Of Her Fans If She Needed To

Cocoa sings. Cocoa dances on occasion. So far, she hasn’t had the chance to hop in the cockpit of real, say, a OZ-00MS Tallgeese or an even an Arbalest but know dear fans Cocoa would don that pilot suit no matter uncomfortable it may be and take a giant hunk of metal to the skies to protect all of her homies in the real and virtual worlds.

It’s Flat Out Impossible To Feel Angry Or Be Sad When Listening To Cocoa Domyoji

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No need to say more!

Cocoa Domyoji Remains Too Cool, Even When She’s Glitching Through Reality

One second you’re watching Cocoa Domyoji put her vocal chords to work on one of her weeknight singing streams. You think you're just going to put it on while you study, or decompress before bed, but the next thing you know she’s clipped out of your PC monitor tumbled down right before your eyes? You make eye contact, she nods and gives a “sumimasen”, before phasing right back to that pre-scheduled stream, but now she's singing your personal favorite anime song.

For these reasons, and 100 billion more, RIOT MUSIC is so thankful to be able to call Cocoa Domyoji one of our own. Of course we had our own rising hopes when she passed the Rising Hoper audition a sparkling-million colors, but to us and we hope to you too Cocoa has been nothing but a brilliant dream come true!

Why are you thankful for Cocoa Domyoji?

#RIOT MUSIC #digital art #artwork #art #illustration #style #artist on tumblr #signal boost #Youtube

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flovverworks · 25 days

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hold on im rereading (skimming thro) owens affection story and the way cain first went 'whats up do u wanna grab a meal?' and then akira (who has been watching) approaches owen like 'hello how have u been do u want to eat together..' LOOOOOLLL

also i know this gets brought up early pt2 alrdy when akira speaks to vincent, but akira calling all of the wizards by name (and heathcliff heath etc) but using miss for canary. lord. also the way akira starts thinking everyones handsome nonstop and brings in a billion 'this person is so pretty' adjectives in every other sentence LIKE U RLY DONT HAVE TOOOOOO <-person who thinks its hilarious. i sometimes go 'please understand' when i have akira think someones handsome Once. i need to upgrade it to ten times

Akira: I’m taking notes on everyone here in case I suddenly have to return to my world. That includes you too, Owen.... Could you tell me more about yourself? Owen: I was killed by you. Akira: Eh...!? Owen’s delicate lips twist at my exclamation. Owen: What would you do if that was the case? What if your memories from your other world were all false? What if you were a criminal in this world? Alternatively, what if your lover was someone you happened to hate? What if I was your lover?

completely normal conversation. but also owen who only seems pleased if akiras annoyed when owen says he hates them,,

Owen: What are you trying to accomplish? Owen’s irritation catches on to me, and I begin to feel irritated and sad. Akira: Then fine. I don’t care anymore. If you’re not going to talk about yourself, I’ll never understand you. And next time Mithra is about to find out about your injury, I won’t know what to do, so. I’ll leave you alone. Bye.

THIS IS THE PART IM OBSESSED WITHHHHHHHH GUY WHOS BEEN TRYING NONSTOP TO BEFRIEND SOMEONE LETS THE BAD MOOD AFFECT THEM the second part wording is ssooooo bad too LOLLLL theyre so annoyed i love it sm. but also this being the time when owen accepts talking to them,,,despite also being rly annoyed,,

but also akira like Just having owen agree to their request, immediately saying 'ya i thought ur room would be strange' and trying his bed is so funny. 'i finally realize why i cant bring myself to hate owen' oughhh but also both akira & owen sitting there confused while owens trying to talk abuot himself LOL i like them so much. i think theyre rly neat

reading mithras too, and the way oz is like 'why would i do that' but then akira asks and hes like '...i guess since the sage is asking..' LOOOL

Akira: Ah... Mithra, it looks like you have a visitor. Mithra: You get the door. You’re capable of that much, right? Akira: (He’s just non-stop snark right now....) Ye~s, who is it?

this fkng interaction skull emoji (laughed) 'mithra u should say thank u too' like a mother....

anyway the way mithra talks about tiretta,,,,,,'only just said goodbye to her 10 or so years ago' T_^ (also thinks its funny/endearing how he says the twins said she was like his mother while mithra says she was more of a master/comrade/little sister<-especially the last one makes me laugh. i lov tiretta

My lips curve upwards, and I can’t help but stroke Mithra’s hair. Mithra doesn’t resist. Akira: I can sort of understand why people want to pat you on the head, Mithra. Mithra: Okay..... Is that so. Akira: It’s like when you’re next to a wild beast that you usually don’t see around. It makes you want to touch him while you can..... Mithra: You’re treating me like a rare animal...... Mithra rolls onto his other side. In the next moment, Mithra leaps up, pins me down, and bites my shoulder. Akira: Gya....ah! Mithra: Ahaha. I scream, and Mithra laughs. Apparently he only pretended to bite me. But I had prepared myself for death, so my heart won’t stop pounding. Akira: (What the heck goes on in his mind..... Was he playing around with me because I called him a beast? I thought I was going to die.....)

THIS PAAAARRTTTTTTT IM ALSO OBSEESED WITH 'i had prepared myself for death' JKADBKAD I THINK ABOUT THIS ALL THE TIME. guy who doesnt act like both owen & mithra could easily kill them

also what da hell was the next part about. when akira can wish that mithra wouldnt do things thatd make ppl misunderstand & dislike him. also oz giving tips to akira on how to make mithra sleep but its just ways to make kids sleep,,,,,the dad,,,

#stardust speaking !#i need to reread more of these. cuz i rmbrd arthurs and his 'yes sometimes i edit books because theyre wrong about oz:]'#and akira sitting there like. person who has heard multiple ppl say oz went for world domination w/ figaro trying to find a way to tell his #son that his gentle sweet dad kind of Did do that actually #LIKE I RMBR READING IT AND BOTH ME AND AKIRA GOING O_O LIKE WHAT A THING TO THROW ON THE READER #also i forgot owen even brings up that 'what if' scenario. theres surely more ive forgotten in these #god akira getting annoyed with owen is truly everything to me 'ok whatever i wont help u next time since i wont know what to do bye'#MY GUUUYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOO

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hymn-of-muse · 5 months

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Hello! Hello! Good day! If match-up requests are still open, hope u don't mind me requesting one?

Fandoms: Genshin

Appearance: I'm like 5'0. I have a black, long, wavy hair that lengths past my shoulders. I'm usually seen putting hair clamps. I'm tan and has a brown eyes.

Personality: I'm some sort of Xiao. Quite of a distant individual and not used with people's trends like doing tiktoks or wearing lipsticks. But I sometimes try some. Then that leads me to doing cosplays. Aside from that, I am concious around me especially talking to others. I really don't know how to get along with others much so I tend to share less and gets serious with people who wants me to do something. With my friends, i'm different and shares most part of myself and tends to get stick with them when I saw them. But despite of that, i'm a bit closed off and would distance myself sometimes. Overthinking a lot that I might did something bad to others even it's not or an accident. I do something physical with im with someone who's very comfortable with like hugging or clinging my arm around them then retreating because i'm not used to them. I avoid most of it when someone tries to cling on me or some sort but let someone hug me sometimes. I am sort of blunt with my actions and words. And I tend to get stutter.

Additional Information: Sleeping is my personality and I tend to sleep here and there. ┐⁠(⁠´⁠ー⁠｀⁠)⁠┌

Likes & Dislikes: As I mentioned, I really love to cosplay but i'm broke. Then because of my hyper fixation of the hobby, I love money. ✋ Then I like to wear light make ups. I like to sketch, sing and showing off sometimes in front of others (shying away as a result). I don't like someone who doesn't know what their doing like invading someone's personal space or making fun of me, thinking we're friends.

Preferences: I'm a she/her and I would like to be paired by a male.

Another Additional Information: I would also prefer someone who can keep up with my tired and distant personality. 🥹🥹

Thank You for reading!

diluc comes to mind to pair you with. from what i skimmed from your submission, youre around the same energy level socially that he is.

he'd be more than okay with the quiet distant aura you have and enjoys whatever time he gets to spend with you. hes not too big on pda himself he'd rather keep affections in private and not draw attention to his relationships.

he'd memorise your favourite drinks just how you like them and be ready to make them whenever you come by while he's working in the tavern.

if you need to chat he'd be a great listener and always have some good reasurance to give you, help you through your overthinking and what not. heck if you asked he'd probably reserve the top floor just for you so you had a quiet place to sit.

yes he would secretly fund your hobby by leaving you gifts like things you looked at but couldnt buy yourself or things he thinks you might like or might go nice with a cosplay youre planning.

fischl would probably be your cosplay pal so he might try getting tips and ideas from her and oz (theyre pals cuz they both have pet birds)

matchups currently closed!

#anon answered #link replies #diluc #match ups #match up #matchup request #character matchup #match up game

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liopleurodean · 9 months

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Season 9, Episode 4: Slumber Party

Charlie's back!

Darn right she is

And it's only two hours from me!

Flashback time

Getting Indiana Jones vibes

There we go

Poetic

Lol rip

Indeed

Interesting

???

Frank. And Dorothy. Frank Baum?

Yep

Schizophrenic

Would you?

Hey, Branson's alright

Oh, Kevin...

Dean, no

Right...

That's true

That would be pretty freaking awesome

Obviously. There's gotta be some kinda server room

'35, actually

Dean found it

Uh oh

That's not good

Heck yeah

IM MELTING THATS THE FREAKING WITCH

The boys should shut up

Don't take too long

Nice shirt

Good for her!

Um...

Yeah

Oh honey, you're in for a ride

Indeed

Hey, a Windows enjoyer!

Here we go

Mm...

Man, I wish

BECKY

Not even wedding bells?

Yes!

Ew, Sam, no

Ouch. That was uncalled for

Where is your home?

You're about to get it

Oh dear

Uh oh

Poor Jenkins

That's ominous

Freaky

Dorothy!

She's right

Hah! Hardly

Sure

A while

What was that?

Oh no. Crowley

Interesting

Daddy?

Yeah!

That's interesting

Poor guy

Good idea

Nice

Popular!

Right

Yikes

To Oz?

Heck yeah they do

Mom Mode™

One for each

I feel like I know that actor

There are many locked doors in the bunker

Dean touched it ages ago

Absolutely!

Charlie, you're lucky that I know you're not supposed to die here

Him? Never

Whack

Uh oh

Put it away

Charlie!

Oh Dean...

Oh, Dean...

If he can

Not even a question.

Oh thank goodness

Yeah

A lot of things

Whoa, Charlie

She's kinda loopy

This can last much longer

I mean. True

Yeah

No kidding

Sam...

Interesting theory

HECK YEAH!

Freaky

That's not good

Holy mother of Winchester it's beautiful

Are you my mummy?

There's no place like home

Fun

Not even close

That's so weird

Dean!

That's really not good

Weird

Yikes!

They're not pencil necks

That was weak

That wasn't a very sharp stiletto, though

Wow

Yup, all good

I love her

Don't be so dramatic

Not much

She's perfect

They do, actually

Not now, Charlie

But later is the key word

Absolutely

Dean...

Awww...

Nope

This is gonna make me cry

That's kinda awesome

Yup

Really?

#ashla chick flick moments #supernatural #season 9 episode 4 #slumber party

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martianbugsbunny · 2 years

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OUAT Thoughts Pt.41--Episodes 18-19

I have watched through S4E19; spoilers DNI. Also, spoiler warning for anyone further behind than I am.

—This is a fun, new kind of pain! I think this time it’s not so much an emotional stabbing as it is having a cheese grater taken to my heart. Interesting.

—In case you couldn’t tell, this is about Rump. I really need him to be playing a longer game to actually avenge his son, or I’m gonna be mad as hell at him. How can he work with that witch with a B? What an ARSE!

—That horse-vs-bicycle chase through New York is without a doubt one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen.

—I fricking hate Zelena. And yet I get the strong feeling that I will hate her more by the time she actually dies.

—This is an oddly brilliant take on Robin Hood. He’s not just a thief by occupation, he’s a thief in his heart, but he wants to find a way to use his thieving nature to help others. That’s deep.

—Will Scarlett’s clothes in Oz were gorgeous.

—Robin giving Will that heart potion (reverse pickpocketing him, no less) was wonderful. I love Robin for being a noble scoundrel.

—It is impossible to make a goodguy out of someone who kills dogs, and I’m deeply pleased that this show didn’t even bother. We got a solid fakeout for a hot second there, but actually Cruella is just evil at her core. That’s what doggy-killers are.

—Poor Pongo. He’s having a *ruff* day.

—Fun little reference that Cruella’s favorite song was the Cruella song from 101 Dalmatians. And that song goes hard for no reason.

—If Emma goes evil, does Lilith revert to her original state? (I am going to keep calling her Lilith, not Lily, because Lilith is one of the coolest names possible. Especially for the daughter of an evil sorceress.) It would be pretty fly if Lilith returning was what saved Emma.

—Although I’m pretty sure Lilith still hates her, so….

—Cruella’s flapper-style dress was gorgeous. I adore that fashion—the beads, the sparkles, the T-strap shoes, the fluttery drapery bits, the headbands—it’s gorgeous. And flappers are kinda girls gone wild, dancing at all hours at what have you.

—As I was watching, I was all, “lol, did he write ‘Cruella can’t dance?’” But no, it was actually a little bit deep. I can’t believe they actually made killing the thing that Cruella loved most.

—The Author still gets little to no sympathy. He’s not doing what Authors are supposed to do. But, he talks about stories the way I wax poetic about them in my wormy little brain. Before he went against the Authors’ Code, he was a pretty cool guy.

—I love that New York is consistently the place used to horrify displaced fairytale characters. There is no city in the nearby area that is worse.

—Seeing Rump in a hospital was weird as heck. And terrible. Seeing a body in a hospital like that inspires just about the most unequivocal feeling of helplessness possible, and I’m glad I’ve only had to do that once for a person in real life. I mean, other than going to visit my mom after my kid sibbies were born, but that’s a lil different. Anyway, it’s even worse when he’s supposed to be sustained by magic, because in this show “real” world methods are generally a last resort.

—But the physical implications of dark magic are intriguing. We’ve seen the darkening of a heart before, but not what that does to a person physically, and I think it’s pretty fascinating, even if it is taking Rump down.

—We have now established for sure that killing the Author just passes the mantle on, so we’ve got some possibilities opening up here. Manifesting Author Henry, please and thank you.

—Seriously, I’m really mad that Zelena survived. I hate her. I want her to be dead. I don’t even want her alive for the satisfaction of getting to see her die again. She disgusts me. And she’s still a huge brat! *shakes fist threateningly in Zelena’s direction* *that’s actually just the TV* *works well enough*

—I need Regina to get her happy ending. I need her to not be the one to kill Zelena, also, because she doesn’t deserve the emotional damage of killing her sister—even if her sister does suck. Maybe while Emma’s feeling evil she could just take care of Zelena real quick?

—The Sheriff of Nottingham is a loser. He should get a swift kick in the nuts.

—I think I might’ve liked real Marian. She’s tough, and she’s loyal to Robin, and her fashion sense is right on! That cloak? Yes yes.

#once upon a time #ouat #rumplestiltskin #Robin Hood #Will Scarlett #zelena #cruella de vil #pongo #the Author #marian hood #regina mills #Emma swan #lilith #martianbugsbunny reviews

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FISCHL IS AN EYE-PATCH WEARING, SHAKESPEARE SPOUTING CRAZY LADY WITH A TALKING BIRD FOR A BABYSITTER AAAHHHHH

#i can't even guys #i cannot #for the life of me #understand #a word she is saying #SHE IS ABSOLUTELY INSANE #thank heck oz is with her #he really does make a fine translation tool #genshin impact #genshin impact fischl #genshin impact oz #NOT mlqc #my ramblings #ya am finally getting to this event quest

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mafaldaknows · 2 years

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The Hammer museum has no association anymore with Armie and his family. No one, and I repeat NO ONE, associates the museum with Armie and his family except Charmies. I can assure you that Cudi and HBO having events there have zero relevance

Hello, Anon:

In today’s installment of NoOneIsWorried™️😰

NO ONE could possibly associate the HAMMER MUSEUM with Armie Hammer, except Charmies.

Not especially with his last name plastered in tawdry headlines for half the year in all the gossip mags, all over the internet, on Dr. Oz, AND also up the side of this building. In 10-foot high letters.

Nope. No One. Even if it’s “an LA institution”.

Not even just anyone who decides to visit The Hammer Museum, especially after this debate we’ve been having on tumblr over the weekend, in which we specifically name Armie Hammer inner circles, splashy PR events, another famous last name. Not at all. Not especially anyone with an interest in dragging Armie Hammer all over the media and online.

Not even Armie’s Aunt Casey and her sidekick TheZenBlonde associate the Hammer Museum with Armie Hammer at all.

⚠️It’s a safe assumption that they’re NOT Charmies.

Heck, not even the HAMMER Museum itself associates itself with Armie Hammer.

Instagram: thezenblonde

Shout it into the wind a little louder, Darling Anon. Aunt Casey and her fellow Armie Hammer hater sidekick did not hear you.

Yup. This means absolutely nothing. Zero relevance. NoOneIsWorried™️.

Thanks for your reassurance. 😜💗☺️

#hello anon #first rule of charmie #no one is worried #assurance #zero relevance #got it #shout into the wind #louder for Auntie and Blondie #mafalda always looks for signs #tales from the charmiesphere

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Hey there was a mobile game I wanted to recommend you check out! It’s called MazM: The Phantom of the Opera. Obviously the phantom himself is a well-known character and prime example of a yandere, and this version’s Raoul also takes on that trait a little (although it’s mostly because Christine is in a life or death situation and this he’s protective over her), he’s very sweet and doesn’t wait a moment to shower her with praise. Anyway it’s a pretty faithful retelling of the original book and was extra fun for me as a yandere-lover as you play as Christine caught in between the yandere and the actual boyfriend. I think it’s coming to the switch soon as well if you want to wait for that.

...Are you sure that Raoul just takes on this trait a bit...?

Joking aside, sorry it took me so long to answer this ask. I was originally going to watch a walkthrough on youtube, but then I realized that you said it would be on switch and since I just got my switch emulator, I ended up playing with a friend. I will say that there is a lot for me to say about this game, so this will be a long read.

First things first, I'll admit that I've never actually read or watched the Phantom of the Opera before, so I genuinely have no idea what happens in the story. This is where my friend who I was streaming for comes in because she has read the story so she helped fill me in on what happens (she's also making a yandere vn in the future which I will be spamming the heck out of because yandere vn). I think from what she told me, most of the story is relatively accurate, though some parts are changed for one reason or another (for instance, The Persian has a name in this game, but in the original, he doesn't), which has some pros and cons for some characters. Overall though, the story was pretty good for a first timer like me since it really let me experience what the Phantom of the Opera is truly about. I think the creator Mazm did a good job for historical detail, which makes sense considering their platform is about creating games that reinterpret famous stories (they've also done one for Wizard of Oz and Jekyll and Hyde which I sort of want to play), and there are a lot of different notes the player can collect in the game that give more historical insight into what is going on.

The story for the most part is pretty linear. There are some choices you can choose, but except for two, they don't really affect the story. For the most part, the game plays as a visual novel, though you do have to walk around to talk or interact with things to proceed the story. There are cats and notes that lie around the game too, with the notes giving more historical insight and the cats being used as hints in case you don't know where to go. The story is about a detective trying to find out the truth of the Phantom of the Opera at a request of a client whos husband was a victim of him, but most of the story is played through a flashback.

There are also small minigames as well that aren't too difficult, though I honestly felt like some of the minigames got to be tedious at times, specifically the one minigame where you have to press the order of the mirror combo which I found really annoying because besides the fact that I'm bad at those games, you had to do it every time you wanted to enter under the Opera house, which was just... ugh. The game itself seems much more optimized for mobile than it was for switch considering how slow the characters move (and its really slow walking to different places sometimes) as well as the fact that it takes forever to load between different scenes and there's no touch screen option for switch (that I know of). Plus the buttons for moving and pressing hints were annoying to deal with (though this could just be because I'm using an emulator). I also kept getting confused when I was playing, since sometimes I would walk around the entire opera house trying to figure out what to do next, only to learn that I was suppose to talk to someone that was literally five steps from where I spawned. The last thing I found annoying was the fact that there's no option to skip dialogue which is really annoying when I wanted to replay a specific part of the story to take some screenshots. If you play this game, it's probably better to play it on mobile than on switch.

In terms of artwork, Mazm's Phantom of the Opera is really gorgeous, from the overworld sprites to the dialogue sprites to the background and CGs. I love how cute the overworld sprites are (I think Jammes and Raoul's are my favorite, they're both so cute) and every background is really nice to walk through and gives a good atmosphere of what it's trying to show. The character sprites for each characters are nice and varied. I can always appreciate characters that have recognizable faces and shapes, since a lot of times I have face blindness when it comes to characters that look way too similar. The CGs of course are super well done and I love all of them. Overall, the artstyle of this game is very solid and I love the way it looks.

The main character of the story was Christine, who looks really good ( I really love her hair), was for the most part alright initially. While I found her to be a bit naive (because she believed that there was an actual Angel of Music when it was just... the Phantom), she was for the most part alright, and even ended up saving another character from the phantom. However, I found her actions annoying after she met the phantom, specifically the part where she agreed to stay underground with the phantom for two days and would be released as long as she didn't touch his mask, and guess what. Right as she was literally about to leave, SHE TAKES OFF HIS MASK, AND FOR WHAT? YOU WERE JUST ABOUT TO LEAVE?? The other thing that bothered me was the after being trapped with the Phantom for about a month, she is given free reign to go back above ground, under the conditions that she only goes to the opera house and at home. During this time, she's expected to break it off with Raoul, so she fakes a honeymoon with him before he leaves for the artic. However, during this time, she doesn't tell anyone, not even Raoul about what the Phantom is up to. She has an entire month, an ENTIRE MONTH to tell someone that the Phantom is likely to hurt people (as previously he had dropped a chandelier on top of the audience) and she just... didn't. Understandably, she might have been afraid that the Phantom might have heard her, but still, what is he going to do to the possible 100 people that Christine could have told about him. She could have saved people from death if something like that were to happen. Near the end, she does get proper character development and learns to choose things for her sake and not others, which was pretty nice and does stand up to the Phantom after all the trauma (and doesn't get stockholm sydrome, thank goodness), but I still think that a lot of her actions could have probably been written better to make her less naive (since apparently in the original she was about 16ish while in this remake she's about 20 so it's less awkward between her and the phantom).

Raoul is the next character I'll be talking about, because even though he is very adorable, he also has one braincell and talks about Christine way too much. My friend and I actually decided to make a counter on how many times Erik and Raoul say "Christine." Erik says Christines name 128 times and Raoul... says it 340 times. This isn't even counting his introduction and only starts up to when Erik is introduced as a formal character and also doesn't count any time he says it in the overworld. 340! My friend kept on joking around that because Raoul says Christine so much, his brother Phillipe became an alcoholic because he's so tired of Raoul talking about Christine. Raoul only really has like three things going for him: the fact that he was in the military, the fact that he's part of the Chagny household and Christine, and that's it. Throughout the story, his goals are pretty much always related to Christine, whether it be to give gifts to Christine, being worried about her or trying to protect Christine from the Phantom. When the chandelier drops on half the crowd during one of the performances, instead of being worried for them or trying to get out of the Opera House, he instead looks for Christine, who is on stage and quite literally in the safest location within the theater. I would consider him a redeemed/protective yandere though, considering his priority is always Christine (he even gives up his own family name to be with her) and he's always trying to protect her. There's a part of the story where Raoul becomes really unhinged when it comes to protecting Christine, lashing out her her friends and other members of the Opera house. He does some really dumb stuff because of the Phantom, specifically throwing away Christine's ring that she got from the Phantom (that she also literally told him before that as long as she's wearing the ring she wouldn't be harmed by the phantom and he just...?? okay??). When he's tortured in the mirror room, he hallucinates Christine blaming him for her capture, and he even cries while hallucinating that Christine friendzones him (which I though was actually really funny, even if it was a tad bit stupid). His redemption comes near the end of the story where he apologizes for being so emotional and realizing that he was a bit of an obsessive beast, and in one ending he lets Christine go to travel the world. To be honest, I don't know if Raoul would continue to be as protective and obsessed with her even after the Phantom's death, but I guess there's not really any way to know.

The Phantom, or Erik (which I know is his cannon name but it makes me laugh because he really doesn't look like an Erik) is the main villain of the story. Unfortunately, in this version, I don't think I can call him a yandere, for one simple character: Melek. Melek, as far as I know isn't in the original story, is a prisoner that Erik has after she refused to marry her. As a character, I do actually like Melek since she's the one of the more sensible characters in the story and she's the more rational one between her and Christine, but her role in the story basically deconfirms Erik as a yandere, at least in this version. For one, Melek is a blind maid of Erik that he did fall in love with and trap, similar to how Christine was, which kind of comes off as Erik being the kind of person who would trap any girl that he likes. Even if this is the case, I don't understand why Erik would keep her alive even after she fell for Christine. Supposedly the reason is that Erik wanted to make Christine feel despair and he did attempt to kill her, but Melek survives and he just... doesn't do anything with her. Honestly, if Melek were straight up not in the story, I would have put him as a yandere because pretty much all of his other actions point to a more possessive/worship type of yandere, but because of Melek it's just not possible in my eyes. Besides that Erik sort of reminds me of a chunni in this version (he's like this absolute darkness is my curse! Like people with 7th grade syndrom seem to have), it was kind of hard for me to take him seriously in certain times. He is very intimidating when he threatens Christine, but his overdramatic nature (which I know is something he's always known for, just this version is uh...) really makes him seem like a child. Erik is for sure suppose to be more antagonistic in this version, considering the addition of Melek and his general actions of possession towards Christine and his disdain for Raoul, but near the end we do see more of his story and we see just how devastating his life is from the moment of birth. I did feel really bad for him when Hatim/The Persian keeps on mentioning the prince he used to work with because its really obvious that he still has trauma from it (and he keeps begging him to not talk about his past and the Persian just... keeps traumatizing him I guess) and the fact that he was treated so badly because of his appearance, but this doesn't excuse his actions in the story. Christine does try to sympathize with him using her own tragic backstory, which Erik kind of pushes away (like bro, we're not trying to see whose parents are worse, she's just trying to sympathize with you, dang) as not being tragic. I think that Mazm did present him pretty well in this story, not showing just his antagonistic side but also his more tragic side. Sadly, like I said, I can't consider him a yandere because of the addition of Melek, at least not in this version.

In terms of other characters, I really like the trio of Meg Giry, Sorelli and Jammes- the friends of Christine. From what I can tell, they're all a bit more aged up in this version, with Sorelli being the oldest and Jammes being the youngest and I feel like they gave more character to them than in the original version. Sorelli is the head of the dancers and the dating partner of Phillip de Chagny, Raoul's older brother and she's the mature and strong willed one of the group, wielding a blade that she uses to protect her friends. I like the fact that they made her a bit more protective and in one of the overworld sprites its mentioned via rumor that Phillip fell in love with her after he saw Sorelli swing her dagger, which I thought was pretty cute. At the end though, after Phillips death, she realizes that she was struggling too hard to climb up the social ladder and decides to forge her own path. In the beginning she attempts to protect her and her friends from the Phantom, declaring that she'll stab him if she sees him. Next is Meg Giry, and from what my friend told me, she was very young in the original books and kind of scardy cat. In this version, she's a bit older but maintains the scardy cat position, and is very terrified of the Phantom. She does gain more character development during the story, standing up to her mother and the managers and overall being a more assertive and confident person, which I thought was a nice touch. Last but certainly not least is my best girl Jammes. In the original story, she barely makes an appearance, but in Mazm they made her quite literally the best character. For one, the canonical reason why there are so many cats hanging out in the opera house is that Jammes keeps on feeding them and letting them in and she has named all of them after the Opera House staff. Jammes loves to spin and has a cute animation and while she can be loud and a bit strange sometimes, she can be smart and assertive when she needs to. Jammes always pushes the other three into being better and protects them when needed (for instance, when Phillip lashes out at Sorelli, she steps in and demands that he apologize for his actions) and can be really smart at times (she's the only character that attempts to at least cover her mouth when the Phantom's fragrance, a hallucinogenic gas, starts to fill up the box seat, despite others who have been in there not even trying) and is the one who stands up for Christine's abuse as well as for the dancers at the opera house being treated unfairly by the manager as she organizes a strike against them. She also becomes part of the women's suffrage after the events of the story. I could go on and on about Jammes, but instead I'll leave a cute picture of her at the end of this entire analysis. Besides those three, I did like Carlotta, the original singing lead of the opera house. Originally, she became an antagonist towards Christine after she became the lead singer, however, she did apologize to her afterwards and befriended her once more before traveling the world. I love her interactions with Raoul because she basically said that Raoul only has Christine and military training and when he gets angry and lashes out, Carlotta glares and him, causing him to cower (this actually does happen multiple times), and I just found that really, really funny. Mifoid, though useless in the story is actually pretty cute as well, I love his bouncing animation. The last character I'll talk about is Phillip because he became meme material for me and my friend considering he probably is so tired of Raoul talking about Christine (we joked that the reason he was sent to military was so that he didn't have to hear her name again) and while he is mostly a decent but strict character in the story, his last appearance really makes him out as a jerk. I did think it was kind of weird that Phillip was so willing to let Raoul go to the Artic mission considering nobody that has gone there has ever returned, and he was rather elitest towards him, not letting him marry Christine because she's of lower

class but during his last chapter before he dies, he goes on a frenzy after he and Raoul have a fight, revealing to Sorelli that he only dated her for fun and not to actually settle down with her, which is just horrible. It's a bit sad though that Raoul only saw him as someone who tried to get rid of him considering that Phillip did raise Raoul and that his last actions were an attempt to save Phillip from the phantom, and yet Raoul barely has a reaction after seeing his body and doesn't even go to his funeral. It's really sad that Raoul didn't even really cry after seeing Phillip's body, considering that he was basically his father figure.

Overall, it's a good game to play and a good retelling of the Phantom of the Opera. I wouldn't consider the Phantom to be a yandere in this game, but I do think that Raoul is one. Thank you for this recommendation!

#asks #male yandere #yandere boy #yandere #recommendation

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boldlyvoid · 3 years

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Amoreena | Chapter Nine

chapter nine

main summary: Heaven is a real place and it's located exactly 14.6 miles away from the FBI, Quantico Headquarters. Off behind a small park, under a fantastical willow tree surrounded by wildflowers, in every colour young minds can imagine.

Don't forget, heaven also comes with angels.

Chapter Warnings: date night!! this is very fluffy, very emotional and extremely horny. edgar allan poe is rolling in his grave at what they did in his enchanted garden

exhibitionism, public sex (no ones there tho), drug mentions at the end (let me know if I should tag anything else!!!!)

word count: 5.4k

from the beginning <3

He spent all of Thursday afternoon with Penelope in Richmond, setting up for his date that night.

Stringing lights on the trees, mowing the grass and trimming the flowers back, the staff ensuring that the museum was in pristine condition for them tonight, it was perfect. The cats were brushed, there were rose petals the fountain and the most beautiful picnic set up in the garden.

Penelope packed their dinner for them, keeping it in the museum fridge for when they finally arrived, it was the only thing Spencer needed to remember.

Y/N: just got home, about to get ready! Can’t wait to see you at 6 ♥︎

Spencer smiled at his phone, about to text her back when Penelope laid a hand on his back, “change into your suit and head back to her, traffic might be bad?”

“Thank you, for everything. You’ve always been my best friend, more of big sister actually,” Spencer pressed his lips together tightly as to not get emotional. “You’re wonderful Penelope, thank you.”

“Awe!” She swooned, wrapping him up in a big hug. “I will always love you, Spencer, you deserve all of this and so, so much more, now go before I cry.”

He laughed, pulling back, hand lingering on her shoulder as he walked into the museum. They let him change in the backroom, it felt incredibly strange to be putting on a suit inside Edgar Allan Poe's house to go pick up his wife. Not too long ago he dreamed about bringing a girlfriend here someday, life was moving too quickly, he needed a breather.

He kept his suit jacket folded and on the passenger seat as he drove home, where he lived with his family. Even just thinking that as he paid attention to the road made him smile. The wind hitting his face, his hair blowing in the breeze, he felt free at last.

He was where he was supposed to be, all roads lead to here.

Travelling up her driveway with a smile on his face as the dust followed him to her doorstep. She was waiting in a red dress on the porch, Amoreena and her nanny eating pizza on the steps as they waited for him.

Stepping out of his car, he straightened his tie and pulled his pants up more, looking at his wife like she was a star plucked from the sky, landing in this Virginia field for him.

She stood then, her satin dress flowing and exposing a leg as she walked down the steps to him, “Is this what you wanted?” She twirled in front of him to show it all off, her hair getting stuck in her lipstick and making her laugh.

“I love you,” is all he can say as she leaning in with a wide grin, surpassing the smile to kiss him gently, using her thumb to get all the lipstick off his bottom lip and chin.

“Love you too, cutie,” she winked, taking his hand and turning back towards Amoreena, “listen to Nanny, remember we love you and we will see you no earlier than 7:30 tomorrow, okay?”

“Yes ma’am!” She saluted, mouth full of pizza.

“And what are the new rules about coming into our bed in the morning?”

“Knock first, wait till you respond, don’t come in unless you say it’s okay,” Amoreena replied, sticking her tongue out at her as she remembered it all.

“Smartie pants,” Y/N smiled at her, “come give us a hug, don’t get pizza on my dress, please.”

Amoreena wiped her sleeve over her mouth before running into her mother's open arms, they shared goodbye kisses before it was Spencer’s turn. She held him so tight it felt wonderful, “goodnight Lovey, I’ll see you tomorrow morning, have the best sleep ever for me?”

“I’ll see you in dreamland,” she replied, kissing his cheek gently before she pulled back.

“Have fun!” Nanny called from the porch as Amoreena skipped back to her.

“We will,” Spencer replied, taking Y/N’s hand and leading her to the passenger side, he opened her door and helped her inside, insuring her dress was inside before closing the door.

Jogging back to his door, he got in and put on his seatbelt. He threw the car in reverse and turned around by the barn, heading down the driveway, not saying a single thing as Y/N stared at him.

“You’re really not going to tell me anything?” She shook her head, licking her lip before biting it as she huffed.

“We’re going to Richmond, Virginia, to read,” he gave her one hint.

“Hmm,” she smiled, “I’m sure you won't tell me the title, so Mr. I can remember every book ever, what’s a random line in it?”

“You’re smart,” he teased her, “but for the brilliant green of the huge leaves that spread from their summits in long, tremulous lines, dallying with the Zephyrs—”

“We’re going to the Edgar Allan Poe Museum!” She cut him off with a cheer.

He slows down on the barren dirt road, mouth wide open as she got it right, he turns to her as they come to a complete stop, “how the heck did you get that?”

“Yes!” she laughed, tossing her head back as she clapped and kicked her feet a little, so proud of herself, “I’m a librarian, Spencer! Did you think I wouldn’t know Eleonora?”

“That’s the most random sentence in the whole poem?” Spencer was shocked, she recalled it faster than he thought he would be able to if she read a line to him.

“My brother’s first motorcycle was a Zephyr,” she smiled at him, raising her eyebrows. “My brain is kinda like a filing cabinet, if you give me a word I can remember everything I’ve ever heard with that word included.”

He started to drive again, shaking his head as he paid attention to the road but still astounded by how amazing she is. “Amoreena gets that from you then, she could have both our eidetic memories together, that would be very interesting to see.”

“Eidetic memory?” She questioned.

“It’s what most people call photographic memory,” Spencer explained. “You can remember everything you hear which is why you and Amoreena are able to recall songs, books and movie facts so fast, while I can read back to you anything I’ve read without having to see it again, it’s forever in my mind.”

“So we’re both geniuses, cool,” Y/N smiled at him again, “sorry I ruined your surprise.”

“You just know where we’re going,” he reminded her, laying his hand on hers, interlocking their fingers as he drove.

They had an hour alone before the real date started.

So she showed him all of her favourite songs, including some of Amoreena’s playlists so he could get familiar with them before their trip to Rhode Island. Her voice was impeccable, she knew all the words and harmonies, often opting to cove background voices he wouldn’t have even known were there if it wasn’t for her.

She loved music in a way that intrigued him, she enjoyed music with a story. Much like the reason she loved books so much, she enjoyed picturing the happy places in her mind that the songs were able to take her to, they filled her with glee and hope as she sang to her heart's content. Taking short breaks to explain the meanings of songs, to recite the best lyrics and why the songs are close to her heart.

“Do you want to hear the song that reminds me the most of you?” She asked between songs, pausing so that nothing else would start.

“Sure,” he blushed, nervous for what it could be and how she imagined him in her mind, hoping he could live up to it.

“I'm perfectly fine I live on my own, I made up on my mind, I'm better off bein' alone. We met a few weeks ago, now you try on callin' me, baby, like tryin' on clothes,”

She stares at him with a beautiful smile as she waits to see his reaction to the opening, finally singing when the beat drops, dancing softly in her seat as she belted the words out to him.

“So prove to me I'm your American Queen, and you move to me like I'm a Motown beat, and we rule the kingdom inside my room,” She brushed her hand across his jaw, teasing him as the words flow from her lips to his ears, she loves him and he can feel it with every syllable.

“And all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for, King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa! And all at once, you are all I want, I'll never let you go King of my heart, body and soul, ooh whoa,” she sings so softly, with a purpose, turning it down a little so that he can talk to her.

“I love you,” he reminded her, “so much it hurts sometimes.”

“It’s like your heartstrings are tugging on each other, right?” She agreed, “like they want to jump out of our chests and run to each other.”

He nodded with a soft smile, reaching for her hand again holding it as he brought it to his mouth for a kiss, “queen of my heart.”

“Hmmm,” she thought over his words, “I’m pretty content with being princess still, Lady Amoreena is in line for the thrown, it’s part of her namesake after all.”

“Does the kingdom have a name?”

“You know the Elton John song Goodbye Yellow Brick Road?” She waited for his nod, “my grandma called it Ozellous so it’s like wizard of Oz but I added the 'ellous' because people always said they were jealous of our farm.”

He’s trying his best to keep his eyes on the road when all he want’s to do is look at her smile, to see her pupil change as she recalls the loving memory, it’s his favourite thing to do. Better than any movie or play, seeing her face was better than looking at the most expensive art piece. He was so in love with all of her.

“Were you like Amoreena as a kid?”

“Oh yeah,” she laughed, “bullied hardcore for it too, kids always told me to shut up cause I’d add facts to conversations I wasn’t a part of.”

“I would have loved to listen,” Spencer replied softly, knowing the feeling all too well.

They were only a few minutes away now, turning into the small town and passing quaint little homes and cottages. “Amoreena would love this drive, these are some interesting townspeople homes for her imagination, we should come back sometime this summer.”

His heart was going to actually explode, she was everything he never knew he needed.

“I’d love that,” he added as they pulled into the museum. “I’m a museum member and I’m a patron, so sometimes I donate rare pieces I find, they love me here.”

Her mouth opened to speak, but her eyes got caught on the twinkling lights in the distance, mesmerized by everything. Old cobblestone streets, brick buildings and wooden gates, it was straight out of the 1800s and absolutely fantastical.

“And it’s all ours for the night,” he put the car in park and turned to her, “wait here?”

She nodded, speechless as she continued to look out the window at everything. Spencer got out of the car, opening the back seat to grab and put on his jacket, straighten out his suit before opening her door and extending a hand to help her out.

“Princess,” he extended his arm for her to tuck her own under, he closed her door and escorted her through the gate and towards the garden.

The sun was just starting to set, 7 pm in early June being the most beautiful time of year in rural Virginia, the sky was a perfect purple as he leads her through the stone arches towards the picnic.

Her eyes sparkled with all the lights, wide and pupils blown as she took it all in. It was a fairytale, she was in a princess dress, he was the king of her heart and this was just the beginning of happily ever after.

“Spencer, whatever your middle name is, Reid,” she gasped, swatting his arm lightly with a smile growing on her face.

“It’s Walter,” he smiled right back.

He let go of her hand then and walked over to a table, turning on the record player and dropping the needle in the right spot. He did his research into some Taylor Swift songs, finding one that reminded him the most of Y/N and how much he loved her.

“May I have this dance?” He asks as she notices the all too familiar guitar strumming.

He reaches a hand out for her, pulling her in as she takes it, “I was so so lost before I found you in the park,” he explains the first verse, barely a whisper beside her ear as they start to sway.

There I was again tonight forcing laughter, faking smiles Same old tired, lonely place Walls of insincerity Shifting eyes and vacancy, vanished when I saw your face

“All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you,” he whispers once more, feeling the goosebumps bursting on her bare arms.

He spun her around, extending both their arms as she twirled out and then back into his embrace again with a giggle. She swayed back and forth, dancing with him like the night they got married in her field.

Your eyes whispered "have we met?" Across the room your silhouette starts to make it's way to me The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks, like passing notes in secrecy

“And it was enchanting to meet you, All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you,” he sings them this time, spinning her out again as the chorus hits, her eyes widening as she began to smile wider than he’s ever seen before.

They sang the words together as they danced, smiling and laughing as they moved around the cobblestone. Finding a rhythm so perfect, so them, it was silly and not on beat in the slightest, mostly spinning, it was a spinning song if the album cover was any indication.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you!

“The lingering question kept me up, Two a.m., who do you love? I wonder till I'm wide awake! Now I'm pacing back and forth, wishing you were at my door, I'd open up and you would say, hey! It was enchanting to meet you, all I know is I was enchanted to meet you,” Y/N’s voice softer than ever as she sang her anxieties into his ear, remembering the day at the museum where she wondered if she could have him all to herself.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew This night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you

Spinning around in circles she leaves his grasp, dress circling in the wind and he watches her. She takes both his hands and spins around with him in a tight circle before pulling back in, their chests bumping as they laughed, happier than he’s ever been in his entire life, and she’s made him pretty happy in the last few weeks.

The girl of his dreams, dancing around him with a smile like she was making her own music video. This was a dream of hers he didn’t know, making it come true as it became a dream of his own.

He places his hands on her cheeks as he stares into her eyes, “this is me praying that this was the very first page, not where the storyline ends. My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again. These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon, I was enchanted to meet you,” he whisper’s the words, barely singing, more talking.

“Please don't be in love with someone else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you. Please don't be in love with someone else. Please don't have somebody waiting on you,” she sings right back to him, staring into his eyes as they stand still in the garden.

She pulls him into a kiss, breathing in deeply through her nose as they hold each other’s cheeks, unable to get closer as they kissed. Pulling away with a loud smooch sound, smiling before taking her hands in his, once more.

Spinning her around again as the beat drops once more, her smile more beautiful than the first time he saw it. He was so madly in love, he firmly believed he was in heaven.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home I'll spend forever wondering if you knew!!

This night is flawless, don't you let it go I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone I'll spend forever wondering if you knew I was enchanted to meet you!

Please don't be in love with someone else Please don't have somebody waiting on you

“Now go stand in the corner and think about what you did,” Taylor Swift's voice cuts into the beautiful moment as her songs change and the mood drastically changes.

Y/N bursts out in laughter, jumping lightly as she enjoyed the song, head-banging along as she danced by herself until Spencer turned the music off once again, “you’re so cute.”

“Thank you,” she bowed, “this is cute!”

“There’s a picnic basket in the fridge inside, and some wine if you think that’s a good idea?” Pointing towards the main house, she followed him towards the door.

“Oh, hello?” Her voice changed as she noticed the two black cats on the window, letting Spencer head inside for the basket as she talked to them.

“That’s Edgar and Pluto, the groundskeeper found them in the shed in 2012,” Spencer explains as he comes back out, basket in hand but she’s too busy with the cats to notice.

Petting both their faces, they stretch into her reach and bask in the feeling of her nails on their skin, Spencer would agree it felt nice. He loved the feeling of her hands in his hair, he must have been a cat in his last life.

“Amoreena wants her own indoor cat,” Y/N smiled wide at him, “she always wanted to call him Hercules like the Elton John song, almost like she knew you were her dad all along.”

She took his free hand then, following him towards the blanket in the grass, “how?”

“There’s a line in the song about Greek gods, but it says Hercules on her side and Diana in her eyes, and she does have your mom's eyes, right down to the colour of her iris,” Y/N looked at him like he was everything to her.

Spencer couldn’t speak, he just set the basket on the ground and ushered her to sit down beside him. She held the skirt of her dress up so she could sit crisscross applesauce on the blanket, draping her dress over her legs so she didn’t show anything off just yet.

“Every time I look at you I understand all her quirks and her facial expressions,” she added like she was trying to make him cry, “I’ve been looking at her for almost 8 years now, wondering who you were and now I know, and you’re so much better than I ever imagined.”

“Would you have looked for me when she turned 18?” Is all he can ask through his sniffles, trying to hold it together for her.

She nodded, “I was going to tell her soon anyway, she asks a lot of questions I’m not sure if you noticed.” Her giggle was priceless, “she had lots of questions when the goats were born this year and that meant her asking more about making human babies and I just said a special man helped me make my dreams come true, and she thought it was Rumpelstiltskin.”

Spencer couldn’t fight the laugh that erupted from him, leaning forward as he chuckled, making her laugh too. “Does she even know the whole story?”

“She’s only seen the 4th Shrek movie with him, she has no idea that he also takes the babies,” Y/N placed her hand on his knee gently, “If I get pregnant again, I’m going to tell her about how it all works as simply as possible, I want her to feel included in this and she’ll be less jealous if she sees this as a learning opportunity.”

“That’s a good idea,” he agreed, “I still can't believe she almost punched Michael for hugging me.”

“Oh, I can,” Y/N laughed again, “she was being bullied last year by an older kid and I said if someone upsets you or hurts you, sometimes it’s not that bad to hurt them back. Make them know you’re not weak and you care about yourself, and she gave a kid a black eye for tugging on her braid.”

Spencer couldn’t stop smiling, “that’s my girl.”

Y/N opened the picnic basket then, taking everything out with a smile as Spencer stared at her, thinking a million different thoughts about future kids, how Amoreena would grow up, seeing her as a big sister to hopefully many.

They both leaned forward and kissed softly, smiling as they pulled back, “so you like charcuterie?”

She laughed, “Amoreena called it shark coochie once, I can’t not think of that now.”

“How many kids do you want?”

“Have you ever read cheaper by the dozen?” She teased him. “As many as I can have, I have the funds thanks to my job and the farm and not having to pay a mortgage, I was going to have another baby next year anyway, I had an appointment and everything scheduled, I even tried to get them to contact Amoreena’s father for another sample but they said they couldn’t ask you outright for me.”

“They asked me if I wanted to give another sample when I asked if I could know my kids,” Spencer remembered the words exactly, “she said ‘You have four offspring so far, none of the other samples used have produced a child, the women were all IVF as well so it wasn’t your swimmer's fault if you wanted to donate again.’”

“I don’t want to know the truth, are you okay if we let her decide if she wants to find out at 18?” Y/N asked softly, “I’m content thinking you’re her father, I don’t want to know if it’s some other tall who-lookin’ genius, okay?”

“That’s perfect actually,” Spencer agreed, “and on the kids front, you don’t mind me being in my 70s when they all start going to University?”

“My dad is 68 with no signs of stopping, and he’s still fantastic with his grandkids,” Y/N always had a fact to combat his anxiety. “You have a lot of life left in you, I’ll take good care of you so that they have the best dad ever for as long as possible.”

Spencer was so in love with his family he felt like he was floating, laughing and smiling all meal long as they shared facts back and forth about their lives. Getting to know each other more and more as the seconds passed, he imagined it would be like this forever. She was like a bottomless pit of information, facts, stories and secrets. He loved every single one she shared with him.

She poured herself a second small glass of wine, “you know they say that one glass of wine every once in a while is actually good for the baby?”

“It doesn’t work that fast,” he reminded her, more like he reminded himself. He didn’t want to hope in the chance it didn’t happen right away.

“I had a nightmare last night for the first time in a long time, so I think it worked,” she teased him. “I won't know till June 10th, that's when my next period would be.”

“Nightmare?” It was the only part he picked up on, worried for her and wondering why she didn’t wake him up.

She nodded softly, “I found out I was pregnant and you never came home, and I got lost in the forest looking for you and then I remembered I could wake up.”

He rests his hand on her knee, rubbing his thumb against her bare skin softly, “I’m always coming home to you.”

“I know, when I got pregnant with Amoreena I had bad dreams in the first few weeks too, mostly about giving birth to nothing and being alone all over again, the subconscious and pregnancy hormones are mean as fuck when they hang out,” she laughed away the pain, “I know none of it is real.”

“Good,” he whispered, not knowing what really to say, he wasn’t used to soothing other people yet. Most people didn’t want his facts or concernment when something happened, just a hug normally.

She took a deep breath, pushing everything away, “good news, either my anxiety disorder is back in full swing or something’s working in here,” she laid her hand over her stomach, “either way, I’d like to try again tonight?”

He laughed, “we don’t need to make a baby every time you want to have sex?”

She got onto her knees then, crawling over the blanket and sitting right in Spencer's lap with her hands on both of his cheeks, “I want all your babies.”

He held her waist, pulling her in closer to his chest, “right now?”

She nodded, moving her dress out of the way to undo his belt, “no one is here right? It’s not like anyone would know?”

“Mhmm,” he agreed, kissing her neck as she unzipped his pants, moving his underwear out of the way just enough to free his hardening cock, she stroked it right there in the middle of the garden, staring down between their bodies in awe as he came to life.

Sitting up on her knees more, the slit of her dress made it a lot easier for her to show him her underwear. She was wearing just a thong, perfect for pulling to the side as she lowered herself onto him, ever so slowly.

She fixed her dress around them, completely calm and composed as he was fully inside of her, “you’re okay with this?”

He huffed a laugh out of his nose, dropping his forehead to her shoulder so he couldn’t buck into her and ruin the moment she was making, his hands moving to her hips, guiding her back and off him slightly before back down again, making her gasp.

“I thought you wanted to read?” She teased him as she started to ride him more, moving her hips in a way that took him in and out of her at just the right angle, her hands on his shoulders as she bounced on him lightly, he couldn’t even think straight. “Go on, read to me.”

He took a second to remember the words, mind totally somewhere else and not interested in a book at all when her boobs were right in his face.

“I am come of a race noted for vigor of fancy and ardor of passion,” the first sentence slipped past his lips as she kept going, he took a moment to kiss right under her ear before continuing.

“Men have called me mad; but the question is not yet settled, whether madness is or is not the loftiest intelligence—whether much that is glorious—whether all that is profound—does not spring from disease of thought—from moods of mind exalted at the expense of the general intellect.”

“Shit,” she moaned, pushing his hand down towards her clit, “you can multitask, smartie pants.”

His thumb was on a mission then, rubbing small circles against her pleasure point, she tossed her head back with her eyes closed as she continued to ride him, “I don’t hear you reading?”

He moaned softly in her ear at the feeling, and the fact she wanted to get off to hearing him recite something from memory, it was more euphoric than he could have ever imagined.

“They who dream by day are cognizant of many things which escape those who dream only by night. In their gray visions they obtain glimpses of eternity, and thrill, in ah- awakening, fuck,” he was trying his best to stay as composed as she was when he really just wanted to lay her against the blanket and fuck her into next week.

“to find that they have been upon the verge of the great secret,” Y/N whispered the end of the sentence, grinding down on him harder than before.

“In snatches, they learn something of the wisdom which is of good,” she whispered into his ear, biting his earlobe softly with a moan and he kept rubbing her clit, “you’re so good, Spencer, so so good," she paused to enjoy the moment before whispering in his ear once more, "And more of the mere knowledge which is of evil. They penetrate, however, rudderless or compass-less into the vast ocean of the "light ineffable," and again, like the adventures of the Nubian geographer, "agressi sunt mare tenebrarum, quid in eo esset exploraturi.”

Her words softer than ever and they were never going to get to the end of this poem, he'd never know how the rest of the words sound on her tongue, she pulled him into a kiss then, moaning into his mouth as they ground against each other, finding a perfect rhythm to bring them to the end.

“There, yes, fuck,” she whispered against his lips, pushing against him as she arched her back slightly, slipping away from his mouth as she did so.

He slammed into her then as he chased her lips, making her whimper one last time before she was shaking in his lap, her legs quivering as she finished on him, sending him over the edge and stilling as he came with a shudder. He held her so close, both of them breathing into each other's mouths as they came down, kissing and smiling as they stayed connected.

“We’ll name her Eleonora,” Y/N teased, pulling off him and laying back against the blanket.

He made sure her underwear was back in the right spot before covering her with her dress again and sliding himself back into his underwear.

“Amoreena and Eleonora have a good ring to it, we just need 10 more names,” he teased right back.

“Hopefully we have a little boy one day too,” she smiled as she tugged him down beside her, cuddling into her side as they stared up at the newly dark blue sky and the array of stars that decided to join them this evening.

“Even if it’s just Amoreena, I’ve never been happier in my whole life than when I’m with you,” he whispered. “Thank you.”

“For what?” She asked, purely to keep hearing his voice.

“Making me want to get up in the morning again, giving me a reason not to buy drugs for something euphoric to happen to me, showing me real love and proof that happiness is possible if you just chose to be happy,” he gave example after example.

“I thought I learned everything the world had to offer, but you’ve been showing me new little life hacks that make the world so much better, I see a future of bright colours and happiness and laughter for the first time ever, so thank you.”

She held him closer, “it’s been a pleasure falling in love with you, together, you deserve to love yourself. You’re so wonderful Spencer, it breaks my heart to know that anyone has ever made you feel the opposite.”

He couldn’t speak anymore, turning to kiss her neck and cheek so he had something to do that wasn’t crying. He loved her so incredibly deeply that he felt like he was an anchor, dropping to the bottom of her deepest ocean, without a single plan to leave.

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