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This is So Important I need to come up with an Egg Name for a baby pteri- WAIT I THOUGHT OF SOMETHIMG GOOD DFULDODLYXXKHOL
#im not saying juuuuust in case#(as if someone will steal my egg pun name)#ALSO i wanna make sure i wanna go with it#ALSO ALSO do i wanna bother creating it on easter? will i even remember to
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Baking With Bnha Boys (Izu, Todo, Mirio)
A/n: Why do I find headcanons so difficult to write??
(Masterlist)
Izuku
Personally, I don’t think he’d be the worst in the kitchen
He did make Eri that candy apple, after all
He’d be good at following the directions
But
Will definitely overthink things
“‘Zuku, it doesn’t have to be exactly 1 cup-”
“But won’t it mess the recipe up?”
Will probably continuously pour ingredients in and out of the measuring cups trying to make them reach the exact measurements so please stop him
Don’t even let him think about weighing the ingredients I beg of you
Is overprotective of you and will definitely get distracted in making sure you’re wearing oven mitts and ends up burning himself
Go ahead, kiss it better ;)
Don’t tease him about his muscles while he’s mixing, he’ll definitely get flustered and accidently fling ingredients out of the bowl
Then he’ll get flustered when you make him wipe your face off
Once again, it doesn’t matter if you’re baking a layer cake or cookies, he’ll try to make sure they’re exactly the same size
“Alright, time to take them out of they oven”
“But the timer hasn’t gone off yet?”
“It’s okay, this oven tends to bake things pretty quickly”
“Oh okay. Are you sure?”
“It’s literally my oven-”
Is really proud that whatever you baked is tasty, 100% brings some to his mom
Maybe you and his mom can even exchange recipes :)
His mom loves you, by the way
Your biggest shipper
Anyway
He will definitely use it as an excuse to see you again
He still gets embarrassed to ask you out even if you’re dating, but can you really blame him? You’re such a catch
Will also volunteer to wash the dishes for you but please don’t abuse that
Todoroki (+ Family)
You can’t tell me he knows what to do
“What’s a tsp? And why’s it different from a tbsp?”
If you need to melt something, he will probably try to use his fire
Please just tell him to use the microwave
Is very exact in his measurements, but easily accepts it if you say it doesn’t matter too much
Understands that there’s probably a difference between granulated, powdered, dark, and light brown sugar, but doesn’t know what
Thinks he can chill ingredients by using his ice
You have the freezer for a reason, please just make the most of your appliances
“I can try using my fire instead of the oven-”
“It will reduce the electricity cost”
Don’t let him do that either
Just use the oven
Has no clue how to decorate
Anything
Just sort of stands there awkwardly
Ends up trying to copy you but fails
Still, he gets points for effort
Probably doesn’t have a preference between baking or cooking or anything, I think he’d just be happy to spend time with you
Also brings some to his mom
She loves you too
But she especially loves the look in her son’s eyes when he talks about you
If you give him extra he’ll also give some to Fuyumi and Natsuo
Oh look, Biggest shippers number 2 and 3
Fuyumi will definitely invite you over to bake/cook with her
You two definitely bond with each other and she loves hearing you talk about Shouto
It means so much that he has someone in his life like you
Natsuo is banned from the kitchen after interrupting your talk and constantly teasing you about his brother and the wedding date
And stealing too many cookies
Todoroki has a broken family but they’re really fun??
Endeavour doesn’t get your baking until he proves himself worthy
That’s right mister, YOU have to be the one to prove your worth
Not just anybody gets (Y/n)’s baking
It’s a blast, really
You’ve already won over your (future) in-laws :)
Mirio
This clown spills flour all over himself to make you laugh
It’s not so funny anymore when he inhales the fine particles and hurts his lungs please be careful when baking
10/10 will start a food fight with you “on accident”
Don’t get raw egg in your eyes unless you want salmonella
Definitely wins
He doesn’t really know anything about baking?
Despite knowing this fully well, will also move onto other steps before you’re ready
Doesn’t ask you how to do anything either
“You know microwaving chocolate at 100% will burn it, right?”
“Oh really?”
“Did you just put a metal bowl in the microwave?”
“Yeah! Oh was I not supposed to?”
Probably doesn’t realize how strong vanilla extract is and likes to up the amount from 1 teaspoon to 1 tablespoon
Or heck maybe even 3 you better watch him
“If we bake these cookies at a higher temperature, will they bake faster?”
He probably knows better (with some of these things), but he likes to see your reactions
Unlike Izuku, he will intentionally burn himself so you kiss it better
Don’t let him get away with this it’s not okay
Likes to add in other weird ingredients to see what happens
He’ll try to shape cookies into hearts for you
“I’ll name this cookie (Y/n), cause it’s a sweetheart! Get it? It’s shaped like a heart and it’s sweet? And you’re just as sweet-”
Please accept his terrible puns
He knows they’re bad
You know he knows they’re bad
He knows you know he knows they’re bad
You know he knows you know he knows they’re bad
Will give you a surprise kiss out of nowhere
“I wanted to see if you’d taste like cookies!”
Overall, he’s fun to bake with
But please keep constant watch over him, you never know what he might do
#deku x reader#midoriya x reader#midoriya izuku x reader#izuku midoriya x reader#izuku x reader#deku x reader fluff#todoroki x reader#todoroki shouto x reader#shouto todoroki x reader#shouto x reader#todoroki x reader fluff#mirio x reader#togata mirio x reader#mirio togata x reader#mirio x reader fluff#lemillion x reader#deku x you#deku x y/n#todoroki x you#todoroki x y/n#mirio x you#mirio x y/n#boku no hero academia x reader#bnha x reader#bnha-x-reader#my hero academia x reader#mha x reader#mha-x-reader#bnha x reader fluff#bnha x you
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The Owl House Starters
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“No! My only weakness! Dying!”
“That doesn’t count, right?”
“Do you have any friends? Real ones?”
“Tiny trash thief!”
“Oops, that happens sometimes.”
“I’m a squirmy little fella.”
“I like food, I like love, just let me write about it!”
“Oh, he gets so cute when he’s thirsty for power.”
“I’ve never actually broken any of your stupid laws… in front of you.”
“I hate everything you’re saying right now.”
“We’d be the strongest power couple ever.”
“Self-doubt is a prison you can never escape from.”
“Anyways, let’s bounce before any more monsters fall in love with me.”
“I am not your cutie pie!”
“No one wants an un-oiled snake.”
“Remember, never befriend a man in sandals and always measure twice, cut once.”
“Be back by nightfall or risk mortal peril!”
“I know I’ve had enough delight for one day.”
“Sorry to break it to you, ___, but no one here is that well-dressed.”
“This has been a rough day.”
“Big houses always belong to big whack jobs.”
“Today just got good.”
“Wizards are just old people with glitter in their pockets.”
“Anyways, your food is gone and we are too.”
“Never trust a man in casual drapery.”
“All that mean-spirited laughter made me sleepy.”
“I don’t like this. I really don’t like this.”
“All your food was so tiny and cute.”
“If you can think of a better plan I’d love to hear it.”
“Betrayed by my own cool accessories.”
“I didn’t have to be part of this!”
“I… don’t like this.”
“I think I’ll head home and look at pictures of animals that are still… alive.”
“Wow, you’re so unnoticeable I almost rolled into you.”
“It’s okay, the thorns only went through a few layers of skin.”
“Alright, into the darkness you go.”
“Oh my god, I haven’t eaten real food in so long please give me some.”
“You can’t just cut open a human, can you?”
“Keeping junk in my pocket saved my life!”
“Ahh, baby’s first wanted poster.”
“Even demons have inner demons.”
“This is my paying attention face.”
“Look, now we’re boo boo buddies.”
“It’s like a rainbow, but looking at it turns you inside out.”
“I respect your cunning but I also hate you for it.”
“Oh, gross. Can I keep that?”
“This is terrifying, so why do you look so happy?”
“Oh no, a twist!”
“I’m kind of over that nickname, but okay.”
“Oh, what lovely thing do we have here? It’s just so dang shiny, oh my.”
“And look, I drew flip book.”
“I will literally do anything to stop this.”
“If I’m seen, I could go to jail… again.”
“Alright, let’s see this mess.”
“That’s probably fine.”
“Time to prepare for bloodshed.”
“Welcome down to my level!”
“I know I should be repulsed but that look is fierce.”
“I’m gonna steal everything that’s not nailed down!”
“I was up all night poison tasting and, for some reason, I don’t feel great.”
“I need an extra pair of eyes looking out for pickpockets. And an extra pair of hands in case I want to pickpocket.”
“I got leaves in my pants. And I like it.”
“I was a strange child.”
“You think this can stop me? I can still bite your ankles.”
“If you’re gonna eat me, just do it now!”
“___, you’re getting all swoony again.”
“Rivals are meant to be annihilated, not befriended.”
“Witches eating babies is so 1693.”
“Ugh, you.”
“I thought we were as cool as cucumbers but we’re as sour as pickles.”
“Whoa, I almost passed out.”
“It’s been hours, how can it keep screaming!?”
“Say that again and I steal your tongue.”
“Keep going, this is fun to watch.”
“Isn’t that taking it a bit too far?”
“Just go away before things somehow get worse!”
“This never happened.”
“And who doesn’t like their name in lights?”
“That’s the incorrect reaction!”
“I smell an easy mark.”
“Well, I hate her.”
“It’s like demonic possession with the ones you love.”
“This is just like my favorite early 2000’s movie!”
“I’m so old… and pointy.”
“I’ve got some very confusing emotions right now.”
“My life’s not a joke! But yours is!”
“Novelty costumes are where I draw the line.”
“I am not above disrespecting my elders.”
“This vacation just took an alarming, back-alley turn.”
“Geez, I thought I’d like being babied. But I feel small and helpless, like some sort of baby.”
“Hey, take this, society!”
“I didn’t like her telling me what to do before, but now I love it!”
“Let’s go let out some teen angst!”
“This is how the cool kids ride. Super backwards, on purpose.”
“Your life is pretty terrible. But, hey, it’ll probably be over soon.”
“This is some of my best work, really captures the shame.”
“That’s sweet, kid. Now let’s never speak of this again.”
“Show, don’t tell, man.”
“Oh, look what you did. I’m gonna go rub it in.”
“That seems like a potential problem to me.”
“You being the razzle, I’ll bring the dazzle.”
“Do you always have confetti on you or—?”
“You’re just gonna be unhelpful, huh?”
“Okay, time to run for no particular reason!”
“Oof, I’ve had this nightmare before.”
“Like I’d actually apologize.”
“I want power, and I want drama.”
“Are you ready to give up?”
“I was afraid, I acted stupid.”
“I just wish you told me the truth.”
“You know, it didn’t taste as bad as I thought I would.”
“Impressive, still alive.”
“This is a throne worthy of a tyrant!”
“No, no, keep those sticky hands away.”
“No one wants to see that.”
“Since when are you into sports?”
“Gross, sympathy.”
“Don’t spend all night plotting revenge.”
“Oh, this is an interesting development.”
“I’ll take that weird grumble as a yes.”
“I’m feeling confident about this plan.”
“Trust must be earned.”
“If you run, you’ll just make it harder for yourself!”
“Your pride has destroyed you.”
“So tiny, so angry.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever be clean again.”
“If you ever want to search for the truth, I’ll help you.”
“Aww, that’s a horrible lie.”
“Partake of my free snack samples!”
“Why isn’t anyone paying attention to me?”
“A, eww. B, I’m bored. C, I feel like pickpocketing some dork while they browse.”
“I know my good angle.”
“Ugh, what are the basement dwellers doing out in natural sunlight?’
“Hey, there’s more to life than shipping.”
“___, I know you’re trying to help, but I think you’re crossing a line.”
“Ooh, I love punching.”
“You’re ominous, and I like it.”
“And of course you would be here just to be a nuisance.”
“I wanted to compare sunglasses.”
“Fame can really box you in, you know?”
“Besides, if anyone’s putting you down it’s gonna be me.”
“If it’s disappointing in any way I’ll spend the rest of my life trashing it.”
“He scammed us. Can you believe he scammed us?”
“Good entrance. But that outfit? Hah!”
“I’ve got a new crush and her name is education!”
“Ahh, fresh garbage.”
“I have never seen such an extravagant earring.”
“Wow, a surprisingly peaceful domestic moment. When will it be ruined?”
“Weaponizing my pride, well played.”
“Sorry, whoever’s over there!”
“Well, go on. Eat the snow.”
“Huh, it’s no fun if they don’t tremble.”
“Oh, okay, alright. Yup, an idea’s happening.”
“Shh! I don’t need your validation!”
“Get back here before that thing bites you!”
“No, we’re gonna die.”
“Cool. I didn’t actually think you could do it.”
“It’s not a secret.”
“Alright, your adorable banter is literally making me sick.”
“Believe it or not, I’ve seen worse.”
“Aww. I won’t be doing that, but thanks.”
“Quitting: it’s like trying, but easier.”
“You humans are filled with liquids, right?”
“I guess I have always liked pouring things into other things.”
“Time to scrounge through the trash.”
“I ain’t no desk jockey.”
“You don’t know diddly dang about squiddly squat!”
“I love secret rooms!”
“You have an aura of lies.”
“Also, you can eat trash.”
“Do the right thing, you dingus!”
“It just goes on like this for an hour.”
“Carnivals bring crowds and crowds bring suckers.”
“We’ve got scams to run.”
“I know poison when I see it.”
“You can’t scam a scammer.”
“You should really put a lock on your closet.”
“I love crimes!”
“Now this is my kind of weird.”
“That’s way safer than becoming blood brothers.”
“Beat up the man and steal his things for me.”
“This mama is ready for trauma.”
“All right. Approval!”
“Curse these stubby legs!”
“Sketchy carnival rides are not to blame this time.”
“___, you’re lucky I can’t be mad at your adorable antics.”
“Just when I thought I couldn’t respect the law any less…”
“Aww, what a supportive sign.”
“Yep, I just counted to one million.”
“Looks like we ruined his life for a second time.”
“I’ve always wanted to own a jagged piece of cheap metal.”
“Yes! Bread puns, bread puns forever!”
“Now I know what friendship tastes like.”
“I think today is a talons day.”
“It’s fun because it’s stupid.”
“I’ll admit, I was adorable.”
“Be careful with my brain.”
“Wouldn’t you rather talk about it?”
“That’s my motto after all, ‘Out of sight, out of mind.’”
“No schemes, no plots, no ruses. None.”
“I can’t believe I made him cry.”
“Are you solving a crime or about to commit one?”
“Sadly this is one problem crime can’t solve.”
“I’m supposed to choose someone interesting, accomplished, and noteworthy. People aren’t meant to be all those things!”
“Yup, her brain’s burned up real good.”
“Be still my fantasy-loving heart.”
“I’m pretty good at getting stuck inside people’s heads.”
“Hey, I found something magical.”
“I’ma put my face in it.”
“It’s like a little doghouse for angels.”
“If you’re handing out attention, I deserve it.”
“Eww, I mean, aww.”
“I really messed things up.”
“It’s eggs, it’s full of eggs.”
“No one turns down an interview with someone this pretty.”
“Me? Avoid? What? No. But let’s skip it.”
“There’s levels to me, kid. Levels I say!”
“Oh, right, I put people in there.”
“I’m gonna hug you so hard you’ll never forget me again!”
“I regret teaching you about the internet.”
“Ah, a severed hand. Perfect response.”
“Hmm, the demon at my shoulder makes a good point.”
“Always trust a shoulder demon.”
“The more I look at him, the more uncomfortable I get.”
“Man, you’ve got some quick grabbers.”
“I can’t wait to get overdressed, take awkward photos, push all the buttons!”
“We’re gonna turn this bloodbath into a fun bath.”
“Do you think I could pull off red eyeshadow?”
“Girl, you could pull off anything.”
“We’re style geniuses!”
“Ominous footsteps, creepy woods, this is no problem.”
“Dang, I look great.”
“___, you always go overboard and I end up bailing you out.”
“Now, what’s the fun in watching a kid get eaten by a monster if it’s my kid?”
“___, I don’t think you’re ready but we’re literally out of time.”
“Why so twitchy, witchy?”
“Teenagers are brutal. They’ll boo anyone and that kind of public humiliation will stick with you for life.”
“You look nice. Strange, but nice.”
“Honestly, I’m kind of amazed with how fearless you are.”
“You’ve done things I could never do.”
“Thing is, you’re sitting in my personal chitchat zone, which means you gotta talk.”
“I am a little weirdo.”
“You gotta pander.”
“Cheating a isn’t anything to brag about.”
“Well, can’t reason with crazy!”
“I’ve been talking for too long.”
“Feeling sentimental?”
“I love water.”
“I don’t know much about sports but I do know about sports movies.”
“What happens in the montage stays in the montage.”
“Not everything can be solved with a good attitude and a dope movie soundtrack.”
“Sorry, I just really love backstories.”
“You just destroyed your social life.”
“That’s such a stupid rule!”
“You’re not gonna show this to anyone, right?”
“I haven’t forgotten what you promised me.”
“Ahh, you’re a thorn in my side but you always dig your way into my heart.”
“Jeez, you’re morbid.”
“Ahh, it’s a fate much worse than death if you think about it.”
“Please don’t make me regret taking you here.”
“Love me a properly ventilated castle.”
“I spy with my little eye something coming this way!”
“I’m going away and I don’t know if I can come back this time.”
“And ___, thank you, for being in my life.”
“I want her back as much as you do.”
“Don’t look at me like that, this is for your own good.”
“Ah farts, I got caught.”
“You understand, don’t you?”
“Please tell me that’s not as bad as it sounds.”
“To be great, you have to make sacrifices.”
“Ahh, ___, you chose the wrong side.”
“I like your spirit, but try that again and things won’t end well for you.”
“Go on, then. Go be a hero.”
“I may have lost but so have you.”
“I can teach you what I know, and what we don’t know we can learn together.”
#the owl house#starters#rp starters#sentence starters#sentence starter meme#rp#rp meme#ask meme#long post
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and now: dreamsmp, as explained by a yogs/hermitcraft fan who only watches tales
note - i’m a yogs fan so all of this is, as the kids say, “c![name]” unless stated otherwise
general
these white men can have so many fucking wars
do any of them even... like each other? like. nobody fills in creeper holes, they’re constantly stealing from each other and griefing shit and half the time there’s not even plot reasons behind it
y’all don’t have access to the end? like at all? i mean i GET maybe if it was modded and people had access to, like, backpacks, but it’s vanilla
“dream thinks smps die when they get to the end” dream is wrong, a coward, and a baby boy man
no shopping district? no ECONOMY? this part is fucking BAFFLING to me hello i do nothing but strip mine while listen to podcasts, i could buy and sell these idiots in diamonds. i feel like you could just say “we’re using prismarine blocks for currency now” and everyone would go fucking off it
i’m. i’m still stuck on the fact that there’s NO ECONOMY. like NONE. what the fuck. how do y’all live like this.
IT’S NOT EVEN MODDED i cannot grasp this. how is nonmodded vanilla minecraft with NO sense of honor between everyone else fun for anyone?
if you’re gonna run an anarchy server you should at least put icbm in your mod pack so people can explode each other properly
y’all have to use withers? you don’t have antimatter? w
i’m surprised people don’t get the places they logged out deathtrapped, this might as well be demise
all songs are acoustic sadboy or indiepop. i’d say “please write a diss track” but i don’t... think i want to hear that
i know “my lmanburg” is plot important but i don’t listen to ANY dsmp music by choice so i can only imagine it to the tune of my sharona
plot/characters
three lives system except it’s retroactive and makes literally no sense
there’s three immortals -- the server admin, who’s a horrible green-screen fresno nightcrawler (and is also canonically abusive? what? why would you canonize this?), a bird dude who does hardcore sometimes also, and sonic the hedgehog
i’m rooting for sonic
two children. actually a lot more than two children but there’s two very important children.
tubbo is one of the important children. he has infinity dads and i think he’s related to sips because their last names are both “underscore”. other dads include captain sparklez and maybe schlatt and probably some others too
he can make armor out of radio waves. nobody talks about this
tommy is the other important child. he’s simultaneously an uwu baby boy and also a little shit gremlin
schlatt. he’s sips but more
he’s glatt (ghost schlatt) now. which i know because he was in tales and constantly shouting GLATT
the first season was written by (irl) wilbur soot and it was apparently just hamilton? i don’t like hamilton.
IRL - he also supposedly forgot to tell schlatt his character was dying. again do these people talk to each other at all? like are they friends?
lemon microburger started out as a british drug cartel and has since been exploded like, idk, five times. i forget vanilla players have to explode things on purpose because [antimatter wind-up noise]
karl jacobs exists. he’s a time traveler. he’s very cool
charlie slimesicle pulled a nanosounds and launched himself into orbit and hasn’t come back down since
me too, buddy
foolish! he’s like, a demigod slash Totem Of (Un)Dying. he actually knows how to build! he seems neat!
...unfortunately he looks like Bench Appearo (i’m sorry)
THERE’S AN EGG hi as an old redstoner/flux buddies fan i FULLY fucking approve of egg. i love weird minecraft corruption plotlines i think we should have more of them
egg will make the plot good. join egg
there was some sort of war involving pet murder and also a railway system? might as well be happening
other stuff
fandom has one hobby and it’s discourse about who’s justified in doing what, which is baffling to me
back in my day we pointed at the unethical clone scientist whose name was a pun on hannibal lector and who did SO MUCH MURDER and went “oh he did nothing wrong whatsoever”
everyone has done war crimes but none of the fun war crimes
so does nobody do like. psychological warfare? not abuse -- like, leaving 50 signs leading to different coordinates on a wild goose chase that ends with “made you look” or tricking someone into digging their own grave
have some PANACHE! march up to the egg and leave the entire This Is Not A Place Of Honor text on signs! mix it up!
apparently people don’t like it when the production values are good, because if it’s too well-made then it’s not dreamsmp anymore? baffling if true. let people minecraft roleplay! high production values mean better plot!
something about discs i guess
okay that’s all, if i missed anything i’m supposed to talk about just tell me when you reblog the post and i’ll explain what i know
also i still can’t believe you guys don’t have even, like, a barter economy
#dream smp#dreamsmp#dsmp#txt#orig#yt#this is okay to reblog and i think you should do that#long post //#(jic you're on mobile and the readmore doesn't work)
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Jin-fluenced’s May Recs
Fics I read throughout the month of May thinking I must have done something amazing at some point in my life to be blessed with these … I can’t believe you guys are letting us read your work for free.
Kim Seokjin
Half-Baked Holiday @ddaenggtan – Bakery a.u. F2L, I2L (idiots to lovers) (fluff/smut/slight angst) | The Snow Ball Effect Project |
What I love about this project: I love, love, love this project! The way everyone story is told independently; the way each story is unique with its own quirks and twists and the humor! Oh, the humor! The way I understand it the stories are written by four different authors but the way it all comes together and it fits so well, and how they have represented each respective member’s personality and quality so exquisitely and they are all referenced throughout the story even before they meet up at Tae’s cabin. I am sure I will think about this project for years to come, I really have not read anything like this before.
What I love about this fic: They really are idiots; adorable idiots in love. Throughout the entirety of this fic I was shouting at them to JUST KISS! JUST DO IT! Jin was so understanding, so patient and so accepting of y/n – a true king.
2,561 Days @gossamie – marriage a.u. (angst with a touch of fluff)
Summary: Two years of marriage could not stop the relationship from falling apart. As an attempt to seek closure before the divorce, Seokjin and you retrace your seven years together.
What I love about this fic: the way the author writes angst, the fic is so well written and structured. Each scene made my heart break all over again. This is art.
Min Yoongi
Sugar @seokjxnnie – CEO, escort, office a.u. (smut)
Summary: executive assistant to Min Yoongi by day and secret escort by night, the two separate elements of her life spiral into entwinement when her boss accidentally walks in on her taking a sex call with a sugar daddy.
What I love about this fic: this one particular scene where y/n is on the phone and Yoongi is watching her …. *fans myself*
I’ll Float Away @ppersonna – Post-breakup, idol a.u. (very heavy angst, smut, fluff)
Summary: years after the breakup, Yoongi, a successful award-winning rapper with an unhealthy addiction finds your wedding invite on Facebook.
What I love about this fic: Character development. The way Yoongs grew as a person and overcame his struggles – truly inspiring.
Jung Hoseok
The Worst Wonderful Time of The Year @lamourche – Christmas/office a.u. (fluff/with a hint of smut)
What I love about this fic: y/n was so close to titling her life as ‘a series of unfortunate events’ but then she meets Hobi and he made those unfortunate events a lot more bearable and liked her for the loveable, funny, clumsy person she is (with a super ability to make babies cry).
The Holiday: Unplugged @gukslut – Established relationship a.u. (sluff/smut/humor)
What I love about this fic: their relationship, man … Their dynamic and the fact that they don’t need anyone else as long as they have each other. Therapist Jiminie and Hobi is a noteworthy conversation. I too would moan thinking about Jung Hoseok fucking me.
Kim Namjoon
Phantom Pains @fortunexkookie – Ghost a.u. (smut/fluff/angst)
Summary: Namjoon had lived his entire life a certain kind of way - slowly, thoughtfully, and cautiously - and one moment of carelessness was all it took for it to end. He thought his death had come before he was ready, stealing his chance to figure out what he’d been missing. It wasn’t until he met you that he realized he’d been wrong all along. His life hadn’t ended a moment too soon. In fact, it had ended just in time to save yours.
What I love about this fic: the author said this was going to be bittersweet so I braced myself but boy, I did not expect to weep like that. It’s so heart wrenching and hauntingly (pun intended) beautiful. Their love is so pure … fate can be such a cruel bitch. The way the author illustrated it I could feel what it was like for Joon to touch y/n for the first time, and my stomach twisted knowing that he would give anything to be able to really touch her.
All Aboard! (The Passion Express) @ve1vetyoongi – Office a.u. E2L (smut)
Summary: There were not many things that got your blood boiling in the same way that two simple words could. Kim Namjoon. The name of your irritating and (unfortunately enough, as the universe would have it) incredibly handsome co-worker. Which is exactly why you never expected to find yourself on your knees for him on the train home.
What I love about this fic: ZADDY JOON! THE FILTH! Man, what I would give for Joon to treat me like the filthy slut I am ON A TRAIN!
Midnight Wishes @ddaenggtan – Friend w/ Benefits, roommates, co-workers a.u. I2L (fluff/smut/angst) | The Snow Ball Effect Project |
What I love about this fic: How can two people so smart be absolute idiots when it comes to each other? I would give my left arm and both legs for Namjoon to call me slick, and ask me if I want it – because yes, yes, I do want him to fuck me stupid. I relate to y/n when it comes to pining and the butterflies and the clenching when it comes to Joon.
Park Jimin
Snow Don’t Tell @stutterfly – Neighbours a.u. F2L (fluff/smut/humour) | The Snow Ball Effect Project |
What I love about this fic: The. Build. Up! The way they were already there and so in love with each other at the beginning of the fic, to them finally caving … I was blown. Jimin is so seductive, playful and loving at the same time, and their sense of humour and the constant teasing back and forth; I am weak!
Gratuitous Redemption @minjoonalist – Divorce a.u. (smut/angst/fluff?)
Summary: Jimin is Innocent when it comes to his wife’s accusations and as stubborn as she is, the man refuses to go down without a fight.
What I love about this fic: The angst. I cried like a little baby … I felt absolutely crushed.
I’ll Lead (and you have no choice) @boxysmiles [AO3]
Summary: Park Jimin has always had taken comfort in his soulmate. Knowing that someone out there is connected to him through the red string tied around their fingers. Kim Taehyung, however, likes to make his life a lot more interesting.
Because Kim Taehyung’s string isn’t around his finger.
It’s around his neck.
What I love about this fic: The way I cried, first I cried for Taehyung, then I cried for Jimin, then I cried because there was nothing they could do about it. Truly a masterpiece.
Kim Taehyung
Extracurricular @ppersonna – Professor, student a.u. (smut)
Summary: Your professor Kim Taehyung is on the final key to securing your spot in the top 5% of your graduating class.
What I love about this fic: I can’t go to class without thinking about Professor Kim Taehyung bending me over his desk.
Misconceptions @softjimin – Member x member (AO3)
Summary: ‘So, Jimin has a daddy kink. Namjoon hyung, can you pass me the salt? Thanks’
What I love about this fic: Taetae, bless his soul, tried so hard to keep it in his pants.
Picking Flowers @jamaisjoons – Hanahaki, Neighbours a.u. F2L
Summary: in the seven years you’ve been away, love had caused flowers to bloom in Taehyung’s chest only for them to wilt when she’d left him. when you meet Taehyung again, he doesn’t know what love is and more importantly, doesn’t know how to love or if he can ever love again. can you teach him? or will a garden of unrequited love blossom within the confines of your own chest?
What I love about this fic: Everything, there is not a single thing I don’t absolutely adore. I don’t have the words to describe the way it made me feel. Please give lots of love to Solar.
Cheap skate @gukslut - Established relationship, domestic a.u. (fluff, smut, humor)
What I love about this fic: THIS COUPLE! Reading about their relationship is the equivalent of having hot coffee, toast and sunny-side-up eggs for breakfast on Saturday.
Jeon Jungkook
Frost Impressions @fortunexkookie – Teachers, Gamers a.u. E2L/F2L (fluff/smut/heavy pining/slight angst)
What I love about this fic: Absolute-mess-Jeon-Jungkookie! The humour – the author really nailed the humour. This is one of the best fics I have ever read. The second hand embarrassment was so real! *insert your mind it amazes me picture here*. I am fucking sorry at how smitten I am with these characters.
Little Wolf, Pretty Wolf, Your Wolf @readyplayerhobi (fluff/smut/angst)
What I love about this fic: I have read a LOT of werewolf a.u., but this fic takes the cake! I joke about how there is a certain cliché to werewolf a.us but what I got from this fic is not what I expected at all going into it. I love the way y/ n and JK complimented each other, how supportive they were. She did it again you guys … I am in love.
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Eclipse Chap. 5- The Rescue Begins
Here is the next update for all of you!
So far I’ve had a good birthday just a few weeks ago! I do have times to relapse into sadness and this, in turn, causes me to get slow with my work. Though work has also kept me from updating my stories as well. There are some upsides to being slow as I can story plan my future fanfics. I promise you I’m doing better though at my own pace.
The true main reason why this update took so long: I had writer’s block writing this fanfic.
Hopefully you guys enjoy this next chapter!
Thank you @gigilefache for beta reading for me!!
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It was probably the following morning. Time was hard to tell thanks to the planet’s time stop. Bow Kid and Timmy were the first to wake up. The first thing they saw was Snatcher wide awake with bloodshot eyes looking like he hadn’t slept at all.
“Morning, Mr. Snatcher.” Bow Kid said, walking up to the prince. The prince glared at the young girl. Bow Kid stepped back from him and decided to follow Timmy to the kitchen. “I-I’ll go help Timmy with breakfast,” she said before heading off.
Snatcher sighed, wanting to be alone the entire day. He couldn’t sleep at all as every time he closed his eyes the image of Hat Kid crying or her evil side played in his head. He didn’t feel like getting up at all and just wanted to sit there the entire day.
Vanessa was already awake and went to go get breakfast, but saw her Prince in his depressed state. “Hey.” Vanessa started, but Snatcher didn’t listen. The queen glared and marched over to Snatcher and stared at him right in the eye. “Hey! Are you still alive?” She asked.
Still no reply.
Already getting fed up with how Snatcher has been acting, she grabbed him by his shirt collar and pulled him closer to her. “Hey Earth to-” Vanessa was ready to shout at Snatcher, by calling him by his real name, but Snatcher cut her off.
“I heard you loud and clear Vanessa.” Snatcher growled. “Now just leave me alone.” Vanessa let go of Snatcher and walked off to meet up with the kids in the kitchen. She gave one last glance at Snatcher before walking away.
There wasn’t much for breakfast other than toast and toaster waffles. Bow was putting some toast and two waffles in the toaster for her breakfast and waited for her food to cook. Timmy’s breakfast was ready, and he’d already made Vanessa and Snatcher’s breakfast and was just sitting down, waiting on them.
When Vanessa came in, Timmy and Bow noticed Snatcher wasn’t with her. “Where’s Snatcher?” Bow asked.
“Just sitting there, moping.” Vanessa answered as she sat down, and took Timmy’s toast and took a bite out of it. The young boy looked upset and the queen took his breakfast. He was about to share his complaints, but the glare in Vanessa’s eyes was preventing him from doing so.
“Smart move, kid.” Vanessa thought to herself.
Once Bow’s breakfast was ready, the door opened to reveal Snatcher. He didn’t eat, only sat and put his head down, not bothering to look at anyone. Concerned for him, Bow lightly shook the former ghost. “You okay?” She asked. Snatcher muffled something, but no one couldn’t understand him.
“Pardon?” Vanessa asked.
“I’m not hungry.” Snatcher spoke up, lifting his head before slamming back on the table.
“You have to eat Snatcher.” Timmy told him. Timmy then grabbed another plate and put some waffles on it. He then slid the plate in front of Snatcher, causing him to look up at the plate. The former ghost slowly grabbed a fork and started to slowly eat. As he ate, a memory started to play in his head.
It was about a few weeks ago, and Hat Kid just woke up. Well, not naturally, Snatcher was the one to wake her up for more Death Wishes, However, Hat Kid wasn’t ready for them and walked past the soul stealing ghost and left her room.
“Hey, Kiddo!” Snatcher spoke up. He closed his book and followed Hat Kid to the kitchen. Once there he saw Hat Kid put some waffles in the toaster and waited for them to cook as she hummed a song. “What are you doing?”
Hat Kid turned towards her BFF and replied, “Well, if I’m going to do death wishes I need to eat breakfast first.”
Snatcher opened his mouth ready to say something, but he sighed letting the kid eat first. “Fine, but hurry up time’s a wastin!”
The child giggled thinking her ghostly BFF did a time pun. She then stopped laughing when the toaster ringed and her waffles popped out. With a smile, Hat Kid grabbed her star shaped plate and put the waffles on them. Before the kid could take a bite, Snatcher interrupted her.
“Are you going to have anything else with your waffles?” Snatcher asked.
Hat Kid put her fork down and looked at her waffles, and noticed there was something missing on them. “Oh right!” She exclaimed. Hat Kid then went to the fridge and got some whip cream, then some microwave popcorn.
“No! No!” Snatcher shouted. “I mean like do you want some eggs, or bacon?” He asked.
“Oh! Sure!” Hat Kid replied. She put the stuff down as Snatcher floated over to the refrigerator and pulled out some eggs and bacon. He then went over to the cabinets and pulled out some pans to cook them with.
The smell overwhelmed the kitchen as Hat Kid watched Snatcher cook for her. Once the bacon and eggs were done, Snatcher put them on Hat Kid’s plate. “Thanks Snatcher!” She beamed before chowing down on her breakfast.
“Anytime kiddo.”
“S-Snatcher?” Bow Kid asked, snapping Snatcher out of his thoughts. The former ghost didn’t realize he was about to cry, as the two alien kids and even Vanessa looked at him fearfully. “A-are you okay?”
Snatcher sniffled and wiped the tears from his face. “Y-yeah I’m fine. Just…” His voice trailed off as he turned away. “I miss the kid.” He admitted. Snatcher then felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see it was Bow Kid.
“Well get her back. I promise you.” Bow Kid told him. Snatcher sighed and nodded before eating the rest of his breakfast. The group continued to eat before a beep came from Bow Kid’s watch. She looked at it and from the looks of it appeared to be some sort of signal. “That’s strange?”
Timmy, who finished eating, went to look at his friend. “What’s strange?” He asked.
“I caught some signal from the planet.” She told him. Bow got up from the table and went over to the main part of the ship to see if she could track down the signal. Timmy got up and followed his friend, while Snatcher and Vanessa quickly scarfed down their breakfast and followed the kids to the main room.
Bow Kid was tracking the location and saw where the signal was last heard from; A small island paradise, Mafia Town.
“What’s going on?” Vanessa asked.
“There seems to be some signal on the planet.” Bow Kid replied.
“What kind of signal?” Snatcher asked.
“There’s someone with a Time Piece in the area, and they're alive.”
Snatcher realized this could possibly be Hat Kid, and now was determined to talk things out with the kid. “Do you think it might be the kid?”
Bow Kid sighed and turned to him. “We don’t know unless we go over there. If it’s not Hat Kid.” She paused, shaking her head. “That person is in big trouble.”
The other kiddo wasn’t wrong, after what Snatcher witnessed Hat Kid did seem powerful then she was. Seeing Subcon was enough to see what the kid was capable of. The former ghost nodded understanding now.
Soon the four of them were preparing to head over to Mafia Town, Timmy found a bag and handed it to Vanessa. “Hold this!” He told her. Vanessa looked confused with the bag, but put it on to hold it.
“What’s it for?” Vanessa asked. However, Timmy didn’t reply. Vanessa sighed and met up with the group as they were preparing to teleport down to the planet. Bow saw the group was all here, and set her watch for teleportation.
“Ready?” Bow asked. Everyone nodded, and with the press of her watch the four teleported over to Mafia Town.
Like Subcon, Mafia Town was all monochrome in color and every inhabitant and creature were frozen in time with what they were doing when Hat Kid lost it. Once they landed, Vanessa finally saw and felt what Snatcher felt when he landed in Subcon.
“So…this is what the planet looks like on the surface?” Vanessa asked.
“Yeah.” Snatcher replied.
Vanessa nodded and started to walk away from the group. Snatcher noticed and grabbed the queen by her arm and pulled her close. “Where are you going?”
“Finding that signal the kid was telling us.” Vanessa answered.
“Well we better stick together!” Snatcher snapped. “Separating when the world is like this could mean trouble!”
Vanessa was about to speak up, but Bow cut in. “He’s right, you know.” She told the queen.
The queen let out a scoff. “It’s not that big of a deal. Plus no one can come after us.” She told them as she started to walk off from the group.
The trio glared seeing the queen walk off. With a sigh, Snatcher told the kids, “I’ll go after her.” He told them as he went after Vanessa. Timmy and Bow waited a bit before deciding to follow the royals.
Vanessa was exploring the time frozen Mafia Town not caring at anything at all. No one could move from their frozen state so she had all the time, literally, to walk around. During her leisurely walk, the queen heard the sound of footsteps and turned to where it was coming from.
At first Vanessa thought it was Snatcher or the kids following her, but she wasn't going to guess. Quick thinking Vanessa followed the sound, and ended up running into something red.
Vanessa and whoever she ran into, groaned and slowly got up. The queen looked up to see Mustache Girl rubbing her head, not noticing she dropped her Time Piece. The young girl gasped and quickly grabbed it before glaring at the queen.
“Who are you? And what are you doing here?” Mustache Girl asked.
Vanessa brushed herself off before answering. “I’m Queen Vanessa, and I should be asking what a child like you is doing here?” She asked.
“I live here!” Mustache girl replied, but she paused and looked down. “I mean I do, but the Mafia took over.” She explained. Vanessa frowned at the young girl. “Then,” Mustache Girl continued, “some weird storm came and turned everything and all the Mafia Goons into statues.” Mu then gave a chuckle. “As much as I love seeing these brutes into statues I…hate being alone.”
Mustache Girl frowned as she hugged the Time Piece close to her. Vanessa’s expression changed as she felt sorry for the girl. Soon Snatcher, Bow and Timmy showed up and upon seeing Mustache Girl, Snatcher glared.
“You…” He growled.
Mustache Girl gulped and took a step back from the human Prince. “M-me?” She asked.
Snatcher then started to march over to the young girl. “You were the one who turned the planet into a lava bath!” He shouted.
Mustache Girl glared and stepped towards the man. “Look.” She started, a glare forming on her face. “I regret that now! I don’t need another one calling me out” Mustache Girl shouted back. Snatcher was about to snap back at the child, but not before Bow stepped in and pushed the two back.
“Okay enough fighting!” Bow yelled. The two stepped back, giving Bow a sigh of relief. She then turned to Mustache Girl. “Now then, what do you remember happening before Time stopped.”
Mustache Girl wasn’t sure to trust the other child in front of her, but told her everything. “I was only minding my own business, then suddenly a storm showed up, all the Mafia Goons froze, but I’m alive...somehow.”
Bow then looked at the Time Piece in Mustache Girl’s hand and came to a conclusion. “It seems that the Time Piece protected you from Hat Kid’s Time Freeze.”
“Wait, Hat Kid?” Mustache Girl asked, raising an eyebrow. Bow and Timmy nodded in reply. “She did all this?” The two kids along with the former royals nodded. Mustache Girl groaned wondering why Hat Kid froze the entire planet.
Vanessa turned to Snatcher wanting him to explain everything to the mustached child. Snatcher wanted to complain, but he was the one who started this so it makes sense to admit everything.
The former ghost then explained everything to Mustache Girl even mentioning he was the soul stealing ghost she ran into Subcon in the past. While he was explaining, a few frozen Mafia Goons started to move and their eyes opened to see they were glowing a bright blue.
“So Hat Kid finally became the bad guy, huh?” Mustache Girl asked. “All because of you.”
Snatcher groaned. “Look I get it! It’s my fault! I don’t need everyone to rub it in!” He shouted.
Soon a low growl was heard behind the group. They slowly turned around and saw the Mafia Goons right behind them. However, they were moving and groaning like zombies. Mustache Girl chuckled as she put the Time Piece away and rolled up her sleeves as she made her way to the Mafia Goons. “So back for round 2, eh?” She asked.
The Mafia growled and soon Mustache Girl ran towards them, but before she could fight them the Mafia Goon grabbed her by the arm and lifted her up. “H-Hey! L-let me go!” Mustache Girl yelled as she struggled to let go. The Mafia goons growled and soon grabbed the Time Piece from the young girl then dropped her.
Bow and Timmy ran to check up on the young girl to see if she’s alright before turning back to the Mafia goons looking at the Time Piece before starting to walk away with it.
“Give that back!” Mustache Girl yelled as she ran towards them to attack once more. However, the Mafia chuckled before stopping the young girl themselves. They held the girl down to the ground as she struggled to break free from their grasp.
Soon one of the Mafia Goons got smacked in the head by Bow Kid’s pink umbrella. The eyes of the Mafia Goon as they passed out.
The other Mafia Goon growled and tried to fight the child, but before the punch could get to her it was stopped by Timmy’s psychic powers. The young boy then used his powers to slam the Mafia Goon to the ground.
“Wow.” Mustache Girl whispered.
Bow Kid went over to the nearest uunconcious Mafia Goon and took the Time Piece from him and handed it back to Mustache Girl. “Here.” Bow told her.
The other girl scanned the alien child before taking back the Time Piece. “Thank you.” Mustache Girl told Bow.
“You’re welcome.” Bow Kid replied with a smile.
Snatcher and Vanessa went over to the Mafia Goons and looked at them, seeing they were passed out for good. “How did this happen?” Vanessa asked.
“Was it the Time Piece?” Snatcher added.
“I don’t think so.” Bow Kid replied. “I guess Hat Kid sensed we were here and decided to send reinforcements.” She explained.
“So the kiddo got herself some minions, huh?” Snatcher questioned.
“Seems like it.”
A scream then interrupted the group and they turned to see even more of the Mafia Goons surrounding Vanessa and Mustache Girl. The goons chuckled as they trapped the two girls. Vanessa and Mustache Girl held each other in fear as Bow and Timmy got ready to attack, however two were blocked by two more Mafia Goons.
“Vanessa! Open the bag!” Bow Kid yelled.
The queen then remembered the bag she was given by the kid. She quickly opened it and found what appeared to be a rod inside. She grabbed it and soon enough it revealed itself as some sort of ice sword. With a chuckle she leashed her sword in front of the Mafia Goons.
“Not so tough now, huh!” She shouted.
One of the Mafia Goons growled and tried to attack Vanessa, but she dodged the attack and used her sword to fight one of the goons. Luckily, because of the Mafia Goons semi-frozen state the sword didn’t damage them too much. The queen fought the Mafia Goons with agility and grace, which impressed Snatcher and Mustache Girl.
Two other Mafia Goons were so distracted seeing their comrades being taken out that it gave Bow and Timmy a chance to attack and defeat them.
After fighting the goons, Vanessa didn’t seem a bit tired and looked back at the group who stared at her in shock. “What? Can't a queen know a bit of sword fighting?” She asked them.
“Uhhh…” Everyone trailed off, but were cut off as more Mafia Goons were coming and that was Bow’s time to teleport back. She set her coordinates to teleport the ship and soon the group was teleported back on the ship.
Once back on the ship, everyone was relieved to be somewhere safe. “Everyone, okay?” Timmy asked.
“Yeah we’re fine.” Snatcher replied.
Everyone got up and dusted themselves off and realized they forgot one person. “Where’s Mustache Girl?” Bow Kid asked.
What the group didn’t notice was as they were teleporting, Mustache Girl stayed behind and ran off away from the Mafia Goons. She decided she would confront Hat Kid and ask why she did all this.
#ahit au#Eclipse AU#ahit the prince#Queen Vanessa#bow kid#mustache girl#ahit timmy#ahit the mafia#ahit the mafia goons
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I really like thinking about the scp doctors doing normal morning routines
Iceberg waking up in the mornings with his fluffy'n soft blankets half on half off him, absolutely refusing to leave his warm bed until his 3rd alarm is yelling at him to get up. Trudging to take a shower then putting on his multiple layers of clothing and finally wrapping his scarf around himself. He never makes breakfast for himself so he has to go to the site early so that he can grab something in the breakroom before anyone else does (sometimes Rights saves him a muffin or something if he is running late). He sometimes gets to his office to see someone has dumped their paperwork onto his desk, he immediately burns them and drops it outside with a note, "Dump your work on my desk again and I will burn you down".
Clef starts his day by rolling off his bed to try and get away from his blaring alarm then immediately falling onto the floor until he finally feels like getting up. He gets up to stretch and hisses as his old wounds act up. Barely brushing his teeth but making sure nothing is stuck between them or his breath smelling weird, he heads to the kitchen and pops some frozen waffles into the toaster or whatever he has around to eat, and if he doesn't have anything at home would just go and steal someone's food from the breakroom. He goes about picking out the worst looking outfit he's got, hawaiian shirt and all then putting on some cheap looking flip flops, definitely violating Foundation dresscode but at this point no one is really going to bug him about it.
Gears probably with the most schedule routine, wakes up at 8:00, eats breakfast at 8:30 which usual consists of eggs, coffee, and some toast, 9:00 go for a light walk then head back and by 10:00 arrive at work. At home this man wears a robe with an old tshirt (which most likely has a really bad science pun that he keeps getting from the junior staff), sweats and slippers. He usually plays some music in the background when he gets ready and uses every song to count how much time has pass. He is never late for work and always arrives somewhat early to get a head start on his day. He greets everyone with a nod when they say hello to him as he makes two cups of coffee and brings them to his office and places one on Iceberg's desk and his.
Bright is a very heavy sleeper and has his alarm blasting every 5 minutes. When he does get up he goes to shower to wake himself up while at the same time brushes his teeth. He always keeps the lights off in his bathroom so he doesn't get whiplash from his new reflection each time he looks in the mirror and sometimes debates whether or not to just remove the thing. He is the kind of person to skip breakfast since it makes him nauseous in the mornings but depending on his body it is always a hit or miss situation so he pretty much settles for something light. Before he leaves his home he does a pat down on himself. Keys. ID card. Wallet. Pants (don't ask).Stupid amulet that he must wear at all times because of some stupid rule. Phone.
Glass is not a morning person at all and is usually very clumsy and grumpy. Morning Glass and afternoon Glass are two different people. He usual makes tea instead of coffee since he doesn't like having caffeine early in the mornings. Once his drowsiness wears off he goes and puts on his contacts but if he is late or just annoyed with trying to put them on he just wears his glasses to work. Sometimes when he stress bakes at home, he would bring the baked goods with him when he gets to work and passes them around to people he knows doesn't get breakfast or sometimes forgets to eat. He usually makes muffins or cookies as they are the most easy thing to pass around and would put extras in the breakroom for others to take. In his office he makes sure to water the plants he has laying around that he may or may not have given them names before settling down for work.
Crow's home was modified so that it is easier on him and with different machinery that he made that helps him with his daily things. He makes sure to groom himself every morning because of how much he sheds and not wanting to get complaints around fur all over the facility and brushes his teeth with the really gross dog brand toothpaste. He is not the type to take a shower in the morning because of how long it takes him to dry off and not risking getting wet dog smell comments from his coworkers. He has always refused that he actually eats dog food cause 'I'm a human being I'm not eating damn kibble' (which brought into a long argument and discussion with his colleagues that everyone in their life has tried to eat dog/cat food just to see if it's good). In reality he actually eats dog food. At home at least especially for breakfast. It's easy for him since he can't cook, and it doesn't need any preparations. He misses the taste and smell of having coffee every morning though.
Kondraki wakes up barely opening his eyes because of not sleeping at a reasonable time or if he actually got any sleep at all. He washes his face to get rid of any drowsiness or fatigue before setting up to shave his beard to look more presentable. Before he does anything for the day in the facility, he heads straight for 408's containment to feed them for the morning, feeding them is a reminder for himself to also eat so he would on most days join them for breakfast. When Draven still lived with him, he always made breakfast for the both of them and ate together but when Draven moved out, he began to forget to eat but 408 started to help him. After doing morning checkups with 408, he heads for his office to start the coffee machine that he stole from the staff room and downing the whole pot before noon.
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Introduce yourself!
hello ! my name is louise, twenty eight (oh god), she/her, and I am in EST
How did you find leveragerpg?
i saw the ad ! it was very pretty and, once i got over how pretty the edit was, saw that it was for a leverage based rpg and was like: yes
Have you seen the show and if yes who was your favorite character?
i have definitely seen the show and I LOVE IT. it’s one of my favorite shows and it brings me so much joy :D i love my little found family. my favorite characters are parker and eliot, mainly because i think they’re the most huggable
Do you have eyes on one/several particular character(s) yet?
i really like the doctor. i also feel like i gravitate to more... nurturing? quiet? characters. i also really am intrigued by the thief. they seem cool
What talent would you bring to a heist crew?
problem solving. not in like a puzzle(?) type of way but i like the act of researching and trying to find ways to solve a problem, either conventionally or through other alternative means if the straight path isn’t an option. i also like testing and and getting way too involved in projects like that lol
What is your favorite heist movie/show?
leverage ! but also i love the ocean’s series too ! also fast five specifically but because i love han and giselle lmao this also only talks about a movie or show but i would like to put down catwoman as my favorite heist person. or, well, technically, she is a thief but it’s in the realm of the topic
If you could steal one thing without consequences, what would it be?
money. let’s robin hood bezos babyyyyyy
Do you secretly have a burn book?
no? i don’t think so? i don’t really want to spend my energy on negative items like that
What do you like to eat, aside from the rich? (we just rlly wanted an eat the rich pun here)
i like very simple foods. like rice dishes and chicken and eggs in a multitude of different ways. coffee. bread. god i love bread
Predictions please: What minute and ridiculous thing will stop the leverage crew from actually getting the black book?
someone has a meet cute moment and stares a little too long into someone else’s eyes and misses their cue 😔
#leveragetalk#rp: leverage#i don't know What im doing#it is also very late into the night#2a to be exact#thoughts: mun#hello ~
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okay i promised id do it and im doing it: Explaining The Plot Of That AU I’m Vague About: The Post
(as i was preparing to write this i actually got my 250th follower, which slapped)
so i’m just gonna start with the simple version, which is this: it’s a rebel AU which primarily centers around the tallest, who are both defective. they give up on trying to make any meaningful changes as figureheads, and instead direct their attention to being involved with the “neo defect revolution,” or NDR. they do manage to make one change as tallest- there is a garbage dump planet turned into a sanctuary for defectives (who in this au are executed once discovered,) and eventually enough of the populace finds out about it that the tallest have to deal with it. they finesse their way into kicking it out of the empire, so now it’s its own planet with its own rules, governments, and most importantly, immigration policies and protections
a lot of stuff happens and it’s gonna be structured using arcs, and each arc has a separate protagonist/deuteragonist/tritagonist lineup (but that doesnt mean the same lineup won’t be used multiple times!) and yes the insane list of OCs are for this au alone: some arcs are very OC-centric, some have OCs as supporting characters, and a couple are all-OC or mostly-OC.
its going to be very longform and it’ll span from the tallest’s elite training days to twenty years after zim arrives on earth. (the 20 year gap btwn zim arriving on earth and the story proper isnt as tightly plotted as later tho.) the point is to see how a revolution on the scale of the NDR works, who was fucked over by defact laws, who was fucked over by other laws, etc. theres a lot of lore and a lot of headcanons i made for this AU and even a conlang. i am a being of hubris. itll be a series of fics, some multichapter and some oneshots.
the series as a whole is gonna be called Invader Zim: Annexed or just Annexed for short. its a pun on an irken word that sounds similar but means the exact opposite. i am not explaining more bc itll be explained in the fic itself. but thats why the tag for it is #anx lmao
i didnt mean for this to be as long as it got but under the cut im gonna breakdown some of the early arcs:
so it all starts with a fanfic called Love Is The H-Word (no the “h-word” isn’t “hell.) it centers around red and purple as elites-in-training, who do a little whoopsie and have an egg. purple doesnt wanna smuggle it into a smeetery, bc then he’ll never see it again, so they go to the defect sanctuary (still a part of the empire at this point.) purple knows he’s defective while red has a hard time accepting that he is as well, due to events from his past. but being around all these other defects are starting to wear down his denial, and the fic is all about that. it also sets up some plot stuff, like how defects adopted a self-identifier in the word “heretic,” hence the sanctuary being named, “heretirk.” (hey look my url!) (no, the “h-word” is not heretic, either.)
i dont wanna say what happens in that fic bc spoilers, but stuff Happens. its also when we meet some ocs that end up being important, and the existence of others are foreshadowed. this is also where we meet the tallests’ future advisor, rarl kove, for the first time, as a local who decides to keep them company. purple bonds with kove due to their shared interest in politics, while red reluctantly bonds with titch, a young irken (a smeet in heretirken standards, an adult in imperial standards- did i mention he and red are roughly the same age? lol) who is interested in military stuff and thrill-seeking and general destruction. titch is pissed because he claims his father is stealthing on devastis as a military commander, but won’t let titch sneak in as a soldier, as titch is deaf.
(fun facts: in the au, “titch” is regional slang for “a little bit.” ironically, titch the character is above-average in height.)
due to titch’s deafness, he developed “gesturespeak,” irken sign language, so he can communicate. this existing becomes important later
a oneshot called invade the system is right after h-word in publishing order. it details zim’s exploits in leaving foodcourtia, where he was assigned and infiltrating the invading academy he eventually graduates from (in this au, zim is too short to be an invader, which sucks because the hight minimums for the military are really short to begin with lmao)
the fic chronoligically after H-Word focuses on red and purple being back in their platoon on devastis, specifically red navigating his training and his relationships with two defective platoonmates, pon and zi (who are in h-word a little,) after the realization that he too is defective. it also focuses on how the irken military works, and how they train their soldiers.
the first arc overall focuses on red and purple going thru training and such, and ends after they graduate and are on the field, working to get commander rank. (they planned to gain commander rank then leave and go back to heretirk to train an army there, as heretirk has.... no army.) in the middle of this, they’re pulled out and told they are to become the next tallest. they debate over staying and taking the job or just running to heretirk, and they ultimately decide to stay.
the next arc i call the “bridge,” tbh. its less tightly plotted than the other arcs; fics are spread apart from each other chronologically and all that. it spans the time after the tallest being appointed to a little after zim arrives on earth. it also has a couple of anthologies focusing on imperial defects- each chapter is a new character. these guys are all important and the easiest way for me to introduce their backstories without cluttering everything up is anthology style, lmao. other things that happen are a look into how the tallest work, eventually culminating with the resolution of the tallest having to Deal With Heretirk, tenn’s rescue from meekrob, and zim on earth obtaining a half-irken smeet named pip due to stealing an Unethical Science Experiment from dib (which is pip.) the bridge is basically just. “heres some stuff that happens between point A and point B so when we get to point B you’re not confused as all hell.”
the next arc focuses on zim. in the first fic, pip is sick and zim is trying to get into his neighbor’s pants, to cope. this basically sets up that zim in this au has no idea how to find personal fulfillment in living- he’s only OK if he focuses on pleasing someone else, be it taking care of pip or doting on the neighbor, some rando human named piqu (pronounced, “peek.”) this is mainly a cute romance story with the underlying veneer of “a child is slowly and painfully dying” in the background. fun!
without spoiling the circumstances, zim and pip end up on heretirk, which at this point is its own independent planet. pip is in the hospital for most of it so zim has to do his own thing. computer fans rejoice bc hes basically zims dad at this point, who tells him to go outside and get some fresh air and talk to the locals instead of schmooping or screaming in anxiety. im sneakily introducing more characters like ini, the “next-gen zim;” a short bio-engineer (she works on PAKs) who was constantly passed over by everyone because they dont trust someone that short or they dont trust someone that spazzy, even though shes actually brilliant. also her brother mo, who’s a pilot that NOBODY will teach military-class ships to (at this point, HTK has a population of ex-military that had their old ships, but still no formal army) because he doesnt talk and they think hes “slow” as a result. for the curious, he is physically able to talk most times, he just doesnt like it. zim ends up teaching him how to fly military-class which ends up being important laterrr
(haha ini and mo. wheres meenie and minie? ILL GET TO THEM)
no really, theyre quadruplets. named ini, myni, minie, and mo. these are real characters.
minie isnt introduced till later. shes too cool to be the side character in someone elses arc. she is feel uncomfortable when we are not about her.
myni is busy palling around with pip and pip’s friend “elly” (real name elevenn, with two N’s.) elly is a half-meekrob War Crime Baby and tenn’s smeet. he has vision problems (he can “see” energy signatures of things, as opposed to conventional sight. everything is monochrome and he has to really focus to see like, words on a paper. also fuck tablets) but the trade-up is telekinetic powers (that he cant use too much or his brain will melt. fun!) this isnt relevant until the arc AFTER zim’s, where they end up poking around a historical site due to myni’s interest in that kind of thing, and they find logs of an old revolution (that was actually pretty successful in their goal, before they were caught and executed,) that lead them to a man named lefy. he helps with revolutions and helped these guys, and the trio go to seek him out; myni because he wants to impress his parents with helping them, pip because after they’ve recovered enough to walk around and do stuff, feel like they need to justify the choice to save their life and make their dad proud and all that, elly because he doesnt want pip to get hurt and die. And thats where the stuff REALLY starts happening and i cant tell u more sorry
this seemed kind of disjointed but thats bc i cant really be too detailed otherwise id like.... spoil it lmfao. but thats the summary of the first few arcs.
#*falls over and dies* my poor hands and fingeys#yall better mf read this.....#ill post a fic later today or maybe tomorrow#its being betad rn#take this lol! i finally explain myself#for those of you on mobile i am SO sorry#this is fine to rb in case ur wondering. dk why u would wanna but its chill#anarchisma au#live from conventia#long post
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Fairytale AU
Link to the OG post I made about this AU
In the kingdom of Sandersia, a husband and wife were blessed with the greatest gift they could ask for: they were going to have a baby.
The wife, Eliza, developed pregnancy cravings, specifically for a magical flower that their neighbour grew. Her husband, Harold, had no choice but to break into their neighbors yard to get it.
The first time, he got away with it. The second, he was not so lucky.
He got caught by their neighbour, a powerful sorcerer known only as Deceit.
Deceit struck a deal: he would let Harold take the flowers if they gave him their child.
Months later, Harold and Eliza’s child was born: a son they called Logan. However, they didn’t have him long, giving him to Deceit.
As the years went by, the two parents fell into a depression over their lost child. Not even being blessed with a second son helped them.
Roman didn’t know his father, who died not long after he was born.
The boy was bright, adventurous, and didn’t understand why his mother was so harsh on him.
His mother never told him he had a lost brother, thinking it better he just live in ignorance.
During the situation between Deceit and Eliza and Harold, another child was born in another family.
Virgil was born into a well off family with parents who loved him.
However, unfortunately, his mother died when he was young, and his father remarried to a new woman, who was a horrible woman.
His father then died. Virgil was forced by his stepmother and step brothers to be their servent.
It all starts to change when he’s 18, and an announcement goes out, saying that King Thomas is hosting a three day long festival so his son, Remus, could find a suitor. All men in the kingdom are invited.
Virgil sees it as his chance to escape, and starts fixing up his dad’s old suit.
Though it isn’t a day of fortune for everyone.
Roman is told by his mother that they have no choice but to sell their cow to get more money.
Roman is devastated. Their cow had always been his trusty steed whenever he’d had imaginary adventures.
He grumpily leaves with the cow to head to the next town and sell it.
However, he very soon bumps into his best friend Patton, who’s wearing the same red cape with a hood he always does.
Patton explains his grandma’s sick, so for the next few days he’ll be taking her food.
Since her cottage is in the forest, he walks with Roman for a while. Soon, however, they have to split up.
Patton’s journey is rather uneventful. Though he does get the feeling he’s being watched…
Roman, on the other hand, starts having fun living one last fantasy adventure with his cow.
He ends up getting lost, and wanders around until he finds a clearing.
In the clearing is a tall tower with only a single window. As he watches, a thick black rope suddenly falls from the window.
Only it’s not a rope, it’s hair.
A man, Deceit, climbs down the hair, and calls goodbye to whoever is in the tower.
Deceit sees Roman, freezing and having an internal freak out. He goes up to the boy, commanding he leave and not say a word of what he saw.
Roman sees his chance to get out of walking all the way to the next town and says he will if Deceit buys his cow.
Deceit sighs, digging in his pockets, and hands Roman five beans, claiming them to be magic.
Roman is spellbound, accepting the deal and running home.
Eliza doesn’t believe him, thinking he got scammed, and chucks them out the window and grounds Roman.
Later that evening, Virgil finishes getting his dads suit fixed and gets it on just in time for the ball.
However, his stepbrothers, jealous, tear the destroy the suit, and head to the ball without him.
Just as Virgil starts wallowing in his own tears, someone appears, comforting him: his fairy godfather.
Emile introduces himself, and reassures Virgil hope is not all lost.
The next thing Virgil knows, he has a carriage made from a pumpkin, a beautiful purple dress, and black glass slippers. And Emile puts a glamour on him so his brothers and mother won’t recognise him.
Emile warns him it will wear off at midnight, so he must leave by then. Every night of the festival, Emile will come back to gift him again.
Virgil nods, before climbing in the carriage, and he’s taken away to the ball.
There, he meets Prince Remus. The two dance all night, until the clock strikes twelve, and he flees…
Remus chases him, but Virgil’s too fast, and Virgil gets away.
The next morning, Patton is once again heading to his grandmother’s house to bring her food. However, Roman suddenly runs up to him before he leaves the village.
“PATTON YESTERDAY I SOLD MY COW TO A WIZARD DUDE WHO GAVE ME MAGIC BEANS BUT MY MOM THOUGHT IT WAS A SCAM AND THREW THEM AWAY AND THEY GREW INTO A MASSIVE BEANSTALK AND I CLIMBED IT THIS MORNING AND MET GIANTS AND STOLE A GOOSE THAT LAYS GOLDEN EGGS! NOW ME AND MOM ARE GONNA BE RICH! YOU AND I ARE HEADING BACK TO THE TOWER I SAW THE WIZARD DUDE BY AND GONNA SEE WHAT OTHER AWESOME THINGS HE HAS!!!!”
Patton is equally excited, and agrees to meet him at the tower after delivering his grandmother her food.
However, Patton’s journey doesn’t go to plan when he runs into a wolf.
The wolf convinces Patton to stop and gather some flowers for his granny, before it goes on to Patton’s grandmother’s house.
The wolf proceeds to eat Patton’s granny whole. It dresses in Granny’s clothes, disguising itself for when Patton arrives.
When Patton arrives, the wolf plays the role of grandmother long enough until Patton gets too close, before swallowing him whole too.
Later, at night, Virgil is fleeing from the festival yet again.
He runs through the forest, his carriage having turned back into a pumpkin, and so leaving him to go on foot.
Eventually, he finds a cottage in the forest, and goes inside to hide.
However, once inside, he hears muffled cries for help from the bedroom. He tentatively opens the door to see the sleeping wolf with a bloated stomach, screams crying for help coming from inside it.
Virgil’s fight or flight reflex kicks in. He gets a knife from the kitchen and pierces the wolf’s stomach. He slits it’s stomach open, killing it and allowing the old woman and young boy inside to clamber out.
Patton and Granny thank Virgil graciously, and wish they could do something to repay him.
Virgil can say they can - he doesn’t know the way back to the villiage from here.
Patton offers to take him since he needs to head that way anyway, but adds that he needs to meet a friend somewhere first.
And so, Patton heads off with Virgil to the tower.
Roman had been waiting there most of the day. He’d watched as Deciet arrived and called up “Logan, let down your hair!”, which causes the thick black hair from before to fall.
Roman hopes Patton arrives in time so they can catch Deceit before he leaves, but he does not. Deceit climbs down and leaves.
Soon after, Patton and Virgil finally arrive.
“Patton, where were you?! … And who’s this?”
“Sorry, I got eaten by a wolf! This is Virgil, he saved me!!”
“Hi…”
“… Okay… Anyway, the dude came and went, you missed him. But, I think I know something else we can do…”
Roman runs up to the tower and calls, lowering his voice to sound old, “Logan! Let down your hair!”
The thick hair falls, and Roman grabs on and starts to climb, whispering to Patton and Virgil to follow.
Patton doesn’t hesitate, but Virgil comes a bit more nervously. As he grabs on, there’s a groan from above.
“F-Father, have you brought me something? You’re, uh, a lot heavier than usual…”
“… Yes. It’s a surprise!” Roman calls back.
They all continue to climb until they reach the window, and all clamber in.
As they did so, there’s a scream.
They look up to find a person Virgil’s age, with very very very long black hair and sapphire eyes, wearing a blue dress, and brandishing a frying pan at them.
“Who are you people?! What are you doing here?!”
Roman stands, grinning. “Hi! Your, uh, dad, I guess, gave me some magic beans a few days ago. I wanted to talk to him to see what other magic things he has.”
“So you are here for me! You want my hair, don’t you?!”
“Why would we want your hair…?”
Before the guy can respond, Virgil cuts over. “Look, we don’t want to cause any trouble. We’re sorry for breaking and entering, we’ll leave and get out of your hair.”
“Pun!”
“Not the time. Now, you two kiddos, lets. Go.”
“No!” The guy cries. “You’re not leaving. You’re not supposed to know I’m here, Father says no one can… I’m not letting you go until I can trust you not to tell anyone I’m here.”
Virgil mutters in annoyance, while Roman strikes up a deal: they won’t tell a soul IF this guy tells them what’s the deal with his hair and why he lives alone in a tower.
So, the guy reluctantly explains. His name’s Logan, and he lives in the tower because his hair has a magical healing property, and his Father says people would try to steal him away to take advantage of it if he weren’t hidden.
Apparently, the property was the side affect of a magical flower his birth mother, who Deciet said died in childbirth, had a craving for when she was pregnant.
Roman can hardly believe it. He’s never left the tower EVER?! That will not stand! So, invites Logan to join him and Patton up the beanstalk a second time on adventure!
This then leads to Roman having to explain to Logan and Virgil what the beanstalk is and where it came from.
Logan refuses. He can’t leave the tower, and definitely not for something so life threatening! If this giant collected golden geese, and harps that played themselves, it would definitely want to keep Logan for his hair.
Then Patton speaks up. “Hey, Virgil, you said you were at the King’s festival tonight, right? You should take Logan with you tomorrow!”
“I really shouldn’t leave, Father will be mad at me-“
“But it’ll be fun! I heard there’s dancing, singing, and you get to wear a pretty outfit! Right, Virgil?”
And so, Virgil finds himself promising to return the next day to pick Logan up to take him to the festival with him.
The next evening, Virgil rides in his carriage, only Emile with him this time, and not to the castle, but to Logan’s tower.
Logan hesitates before he slides down his hair, leaving his tower for the first time ever. It’s safe to say, he’s giddy with excitement and nerves.
Emile does his magic, giving Logan a beautiful blue dress, and tying his hair in a plait with blue flowers in it.
He warns them both that is will wear off at midnight before sending them on their way.
At the castle, Prince Remus had been excitedly anticipating the arrival of the mysterious man he had danced with the previous nights. Maybe tonight, he’d actually get them to talk… At least get them to tell him their name…
However, when Virgil arrives, he is not whose Remus’ focus is on. Remus is transfixed on the beautiful stranger with Virgil.
And Logan is looking right back at him.
“Virgil… who is that?”
“That? That’s Prince Remus. He and I have been dancing together these past few nights. So, uh… I’m gonna go dance with him. You can mill around I guess and ask some guys to da-“
He’s interrupted by Remus, who has come over. Remus takes Logan’s hand and kisses it. “Prince Remus, at your service. You are…?”
“Logan.”
“Logan, such a beautiful name. Would you care to dance?”
“I…I’d love to!”
And so, Virgil has to watch the man he thought was his sweep Logan off his feet.
Remus, however, is happy to have found someone who will actually be open with him, unlike Virgil who barely said a word. Remus listens as Logan explains his past - growing up alone in a tower, protected by his father. He listens as Logan rambles about his passions: reading, astronomy, whatever.
However, eventually the strike of midnight comes.
Logan, not wanting to just run off and leave Remus with questions (unlike Virgil), explains a false story that he needs to leave to get home before his father comes to check on him, so Deceit doesn’t know he went out.
Remus promises he will find Logan’s tower and come to see him again.
Then, Logan and Virgil flee the castle. However, as they run, one of Virgil’s glass slippers falls of on the stairs.
Remus smiles when he sees it: Virgil knows where Logan’s tower is. If he uses the slipper to find Virgil, Virgil can lead him to the tower.
The next morning, Roman and Patton meet up, deciding to go steal the magical harp from the giants. They climb up the beanstalk together.
Meanwhile, Remus and his guards start the search for Virgil, every young man in the villiage trying the slipper on for size.
When Virgil hears, he’s ecstatic. Remus is looking for him? Does that mean… he’s chosen him over Logan?
After his stepbrothers fail to get the slipper on, it’s Virgil’s turn, and Remus’ eyes light up upon seeing the slipper fits.
Virgil expects to be pulled into a kiss or hug or something, but instead Remus proclaims. “You will take me to tower in the forest to find Logan!”
Virgil shakes his head. No… this isn’t fair. This was supposed to be his fairytale! He was supposed to have the prince and get a new life away from his horrible step-family! Heck, he danced with Remus for two nights, not only one like Logan! So Remus knows him better-
No, Remus says. Remus knows Logan better, because Virgil told him nothing about himself over those two nights. However, Logan didn’t hide anything! (Well, except the fact his hair’s magic)
Remus knew nothing about Virgil to be attracted to bar his appearance. But Remus loved Logan’s passion, intelligence, kindess, and more as well as his looks.
So once again, Remus orders Virgil to take him to the tower.
Virgil agrees, but makes it clear he’s not happy about it.
However, as they saddle up and get ready to go, a sudden crash, causing what feels like an earthquake, suddenly shakes the ground.
Remus figures he should probably find out what that was and fix it before he chases love.
He follows the direction the crash came from, and arrives Eliza and Roman’s house. There lies the chopped down remains of a giant beanstalk, along with the body of a giant left dead on the ground.
Roman and Patton run over to Virgil upon seeing him, excitedly telling him the story of how they barely escaped with their lives, and successfully killed the giant by chopping down the beanstalk.
Meanwhile, Eliza, feeling way in over her head, is very relieved to see Remus. She bows to him and kindly asks for assistance, wanting the stalk and giant body cleared from her garden, but unable to do it herself.
Remus sends the guards with him to go help her, explaining he would help himself, except he was heading off on a quest to find the man he loves, who’s trapped in a tower.
“A man in a tower?” Patton speaks up. “You mean Logan? You love Logan?! Aww, that’s so sweet!”
“Logan.” The name gets Eliza’s attention.
Remus is surprised, and asks Patton how he knows who Logan is. Roman explains the two were with Virgil when he first met Logan.
Remus decides Patton and Roman will come along, sceptical whether Virgil will lead him the right way, since he still seems salty over Remus choosing Logan.
Eliza insists on coming too, needing to find out if Logan is who she thinks he is.
They ride off into the forest, and eventually arrive at the tower. Roman tells Remus to call up “let down your hair!”
Remus does so, and Logan appears, looking out the window, smiling brightly upon seeing the prince. He lets down his hair, and Remus goes climbing up.
Roman, however, notices his mother starting to cry, and asks her what’s wrong.
However, she doesn’t get a chance to answer, as suddenly there’s a yell. “What are you all doing here?!”
Deceit is stood on the edge of the clearing, glaring at the group. His eyes narrow at Roman. “I told you to never come back and not tell anyone of this place!” Then he sees Eliza. “Oh… I see. He’s your boy is he, Eliza? Let me guess, you sent him to find Logan so you could get him back, hm?”
Eliza shakes her head. “No, Roman had no part in this… It was a coincidence that he found Logan. But it’s safe to say, now I’ve found him, I want him back.”
Deciet lets out a dry laugh. “Oh so now you want him? Only took you, what, 18 years?”
“Excuse me?”
“You gave him up so you could eat a flower, Eliza. You obviously didn’t care about him enough if you could give him up for pregnancy cravings.”
“I wouldn’t have had to give him up if you hadn’t set the ridiculous trade!”
“A trade you accepted. And one I almost went back on. I almost gave Logan back.”
“Then why didn’t you? Do you have no humanity?!”
“I do. In fact, I didn’t give him back because I have too much humanity.” Deceit turns to the tower, and calls up. “Logan!”
Logan runs to the window, eyes widening upon seeing Deceit. “Father! I can explain! Please don’t be mad…”
“I’m not mad, Logan. Can you come down please?”
“… Down? As in out of the tower? You’re letting me?”
“Yes. I am.”
Logan lets Remus down first. Deceit raises an eyebrow as the prince slips down.
“Why is the prince of the kingdom in my son’s tower?”
“Uhhhh…”
“You can explain later. I guess you’re helpful for my demonstration anyway.”
Before Remus can react, Deceit grabs his arm, pulls out a knife, and cuts Remus’ hand. When Logan slips down, Deceit tells him to heal Remus’ hand.
Logan goes up to Remus and wraps his hair around the prince’s hand. He asks “please don’t freak out”, before starting to sing a special song. “Flower gleam and glow…”
As he sings, his hair starts to glow blue. When he finishes the song, his hair stops glowing, and he pulls it away from Remus’ hand, revealing it to be healed.
Deceit continues to Eliza. “Those flowers had the same healing properties. And they were a gift to me from my husband, Romulus, before he passed. When I found some taken away, the bush ruined, I was heartbroken. I had promised to keep the flowers safe, and tend to them to keep my husband’s memory alive. And when your husband came back to steal even more, I lost my cool. You took something important to me, and I only saw it right I take something important to you as revenge. When I finally had Logan, I realised that I was perhaps going too far. But… then I sang that song. The one Romulus taught me. And I saw Logan’s hair glowing. He’d gained the healing property of the flowers. He was now the last thing I had left of the man I loved. My motive changed. No longer did I keep him for vengeance. I had to protect him, like I promised Romulus I would. I… guess I may have gone a bit overboard, but… I began to truly view Logan as my own. I loved him as my own son. Like the one Romulus and I never got to have. I couldn’t lose him too.”
Eliza blinks. “I… I had no idea. I didn’t realise those flowers were so important to you…”
“Wait, I’m confused. What’s going on?” Logan asks.
“So am I,” Roman adds. Patton, Virgil and Remus all nod in agreement.
Deceit sighs, turning to Logan. “I’m… not your real father, Logan. I’ve raised you since you were young, but… I took you from Eliza here.”
Roman’s eyes widen. “LOGAN’S MY BROTHER?!”
Eliza sighs. “You didn’t take him. You’re right. I gave him up. Which is why you’re wrong about not being his father. You basically adopted him. You did all the parenting. Meanwhile… I failed with my second son. I let Roman wander off into the woods on his own, and climb up beanstalks and face giants. I’m under-protective and irresponsible.”
“But I’m overprotective,” Deceit replies. “I kept Logan in a tower for 18 years. Sure, it seems like he got out recently…” He sends a look to Remus. “But I shouldn’t have done that. It was wrong.”
“Well… then I guess we need to learn from each other. We balance out.” Eliza pauses, thinking. “Look. We’ve both lost our husbands. How about we work together to raise our kids from here on out?”
Deceit raises an eyebrow. “You know I’m gay, right? Not bi or pan.”
Eliza rolls her eyes. “Not get together. Just, work together to raise the kids.”
Deceit smiles. “That… that would be nice.”
Eliza smiles back. “In that case, lets head home. I guess I need to make up a couple new rooms. Good thing we can afford to expand the house a bit now.” She ruffles Roman’s hair.
Deceit turns to Logan. “On the way, can you explain to me how you came to know the prince?”
“Oh! That’s all thanks to Virgil!” Logan turns to see Virgil walking away from the group. “Virgil? Are you okay?”
“Yeah. You go enjoy your happy endings or whatever. If I don’t get back home soon, I’ll probably be locked in my room for a week with no food, sooo… I’m heading off.”
“You’ll be what…?”
“It’s fine, I deserve it. I wanted the prince because I’m a selfish butthole who wanted a new and better life, not caring if we actually loved each other or not. I tried to keep him from you. See ya. I hope you all live happily ever after.”
He tries to continue walking, but a strand of hair is suddenly thrown around his wrist and he’s pulled back.
Logan shakes his head. “If your current life’s bad, I’m not letting you live it. You don’t deserve it, no matter how much you think you do. You’re my best friend.”
“We’ve… known each other for two days.”
“You’re still my best friend. Roman and Patton are close seconds, but they’re younger than me, and I need my best friend to be closer to my age. But that’s not the point! The point is, come with us? Or at least take my tower since I don’t need it anymore?”
“You really want me to come with you?”
“Of course! I never would have left if it weren’t for you. I wouldn’t have met Remus. I need to thank you for that.” Logan turns to Deceit and Eliza. “Can he stay with us? Please?”
The two parents share a glance. “I don’t see why not.” “What’s one more son added to the mix?”
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Two years later...
Deceit and Eliza are in tears. Happy tears, though. As is King Thomas.
For it is Logan and Remus’ wedding day.
Patton is the flower boy, Roman is the ring bearer. Virgil is Logan’s best man.
As the grooms have their first dance, Virgil happily watches, until he feels a hand on his shoulder.
“Sorry you didn’t get the happily ever after you wanted, buddy,” Emile says.
“Yeah. It wasn’t the happily ever after I wanted.” Virgil looks between the two people who he now considered his parents, the two kids who he sees as his younger siblings, and the newly-wed couple dancing in the middle of the ballroom. “But it was the happily ever after I needed.”
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100 facts about me
That’s right, I was bored
1. I was born May 22nd
2. I’m 5’3
3. I have a tattoo on my right wrist of something I’ve drawn since childhood
4. I went to four public schools as a kid
5. The Expendables 2 is one of my favourite movies, as is Day after Tomorrow
6. I have performed on stage
7. I didn’t take any art courses in high school
8. As a child I wanted to be a scientist
9. I got on honour roll every year in high school
10. I have pet rats
11. I have been the Easter Bunny and Santa for holiday events
12. I do not want kids and am tokophobic
13. Frogs and toads scare me
14. Run for Cover, Mr.Brightside, Kids, Danse Macrabe, and Give me the Night are my top five favourite songs right now
15. I want to walk down the isle to Enya’s Fairytale
16. I have had my neopets account since 2004
17. I worked at Petsmart for 6 years, and was a manager for a part of it
18. I have been in four post-secondary programs but only finished two
19. I make way too many puns
20. My favourite colours are teal and purple (not together)
21. I can remember things from when I was 2
22. My lucky numbers are 5, 22 and 7
23. Were I born a boy, my name would have been Kalemn
24. Broccoli is my favourite vegetable
25. I am a huge roller coaster fan
26. I’ve had 22 rats in total, at one point 9 at once
27. I don’t find poodles and poodle mixes cute (but they can have awesome personalities)
28. My great uncle was in the mob
29. My great great grandmother was from Siam
30. At my college graduation my last name was said right, but my first name wasn’t (irony)
31. I had two friends with the same name as me, all of us spelt different
32. I love train rides
33. I’ve never been overseas
34. I’ve only been to the ocean once
35. My favourite holiday is Halloween
36. Do you Hear what I hear is my favourite Christmas song
37. I’m asexual
38. I made someone cry when I broke up with them once (yes I feel bad)
39. I cosplay
40. I was Garfield (mascot suit) for a Santa Claus parade once
41. My discord is Alyshia#2086, let me know though before you add me
42. I have an obsession with abandoned places
43. I have obsessive compulsive disorder
44. I look great in dress shirts and ties
45. I moderate a FNAF server
46. I love Pokemon, Digimon and Yokai Watch equally
47. I don’t fancy the colours yellow or orange
48. I’m a Gemini
49. Yes I’ve read Homestuck
50. No Sollux isn’t my favourite troll. Eridan is.
51. I have a collection of Monster high dolls
52. I collect insect exoskeletons
53. I had braces…expensive fancy teeth
54. I’ve never broken a bone
55. As a child I always was afraid of the trains going by my house at night. In my mind if they caught me awake when they passed they’d steal my soul
56. I have a diploma for Graphic Design but doubt that’s what I’ll ever be truly doing with my life
57. I love pizza
58. Speaking of, pineapple is good on pizza
59. I can move my one eye independently from the other
60. Yes I am still mad about the ending of Mass Effect 3
61. I love ghost pokemon but if I was a gym leader I’d use poison
62. My favourite pokemon is Feraligatr
63. I find haggis delicious
64. I have an Uncle Bob (doesn’t almost everyone?)
65. I can’t drive
66. I have never pulled an all nighter
67. I love sushi
68. I am very good with sour food
69. I’m not a sweets person, give me chips over candy
70. I could eat eggs every day
71. Final fantasy Tactics Advanced A2 is one of my favourite games
72. I haven’t seen any of the newer Marvel movies
73. I would LOVE to pet a chicken
74. Also I’d love to pet a highland beastie
75. Sunken items make me uncomfortable yet I love looking them up
76. I can move one eye independently from the other
77. I don’t drink
78. Cranky is my favourite type of animal crossing villager
79. Alligator is my favourite species of animal crossing villager
80. I would totally be a snooty villager
81. Lilac is one of my favourite scents
82. Asparagus is the only vegetable I 100% won’t eat
83. I find oysters delicious
84. I have no known allergies
85. I cry so easily
86. I once had a full blown meltdown at work and my mascara didn’t run, miracles
87. I had purple hair at one point
88. I love the flavor of watermelon but not eating watermelon
89. Rat hands are the best darn things
90. My favourite thing to do with my braces was change the colours to match the season…or rainbow
91. I usually have some kind of colour on my nails (looks nice for typing)
92. Grapefruit are delicious to me
93. I love vanilla coke
94. I can ride a bike but don’t like to
95. A tropical vacation doesn’t sound as appealing is going to say..England
96. My favourite doughnut is maple dip
97. I like my bacon extra crispy
98. I worked at a pizza place for a month…it was terrible
99. I once got a 20$ tip
100. I once counted to 1000 to kill time whilst working at a kiosk
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HS Epi: Meat p16 reaction
Reaction under the cut!
Still in the process of, well, processing the defeat of Lord English and all those deaths.
I wonder if, through some esoteric means, Jade's body would be used by Caliborn to try and escape his fate.
She's an ex-First Guardian, so he might have a connection to her body.
Plus, if that would happen, that would be the final time the wolf head could be connected to LE - since Jade's half dog.
Blaperile thought also of the server representing LE's DNA, running somewhere in the Furthest Ring.
Maybe that fell into the Black Hole too, though?
I wonder what is even going to happen to John now.
I mean, he still has the Ring of Life, someone could find him and put it on his finger. Someone like Terezi.
It could be Meenah as well, in an ultimate sacrifice - she once said she'd run him through again to steal his ring, but maybe she'll sacrifice her chance at life for him.
Some form of ultimate redemption for the Condesce, in a way.
If Terezi finds him, odds are she'll have found out about Vriska somehow. :/ I doubt any ghosts are left in the Furthest Ring on the one hand.
On the other hand, we haven't seen any mention of any of the other trolls mentioned in the character list. Nor of GO Vriska & Terezi, though they might have double died through the cracks that encroached on them.
A third option to find John is Aradia - since she was so intent on witnessing the end of Paradox Space and seeing what'd happen if the place came falling apart.
Or maybe John will have some sort of vision, like a special afterlife, with his Dad there, before he wakes up / revives? I can only hope.
I doubt the Ring is multi-use, but if it were, it would sure be something if Meenah could be revived as well as John!
And for Aradia and Terezi (and Meenah?) to come back with him to Earth C, now there's nothing left in the Furthest Ring for them.
If Meenah came to Earth C, the Crocker run for president would have some serious competition! :P Not that I'd really root for Meenah to win, though, since she's quite clearly unfit to lead a country, only a strike force.
I've also got to wonder how long Andrew has been planning to have Davesprite be the one to kill Lord English?
I'm sure much of what Davepeta became grew organically, as well as the other components of Lord English, but it seems to me the Davesprite part was always planned.
But he sure is a master of tying in later details into the evolving story.
Like, for instance, LE biting Dave's head off reminds me of Hearts Boxcars doing the same for Eggs.
Dave and eggs...
So, it was all doomed and retconned selves that were instrumental in bringing down Lord English, you know.
John is pre-retcon, the other B2 kids came from a temporary offshoot. Tavros was also pre-retcon. Meenah came from a scratched session.
Davesprite was doomed. All those troll ghosts were doomed. Alternate Calliope was doomed. The only exception is the Nepeta part of Davepeta, and she was so irrelevant to the timeline's major events before her prototyping as to almost not count.
These were the glitches in spacetime that could kill Lord English.
It's fitting, since Lord English was so focused on the main timeline and being the 'alpha', that he couldn't see where his 'doom' would come from.
Anyway.
The page ended with a command to John, so I'm rather convinced the next page will continue from John's perspective.
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"ROSE: When I was a child, I wrote a novel."
Well, never mind!
Well, okay, I guess that, even though John's perspective has just ended in what could have been the ending of Homestuck, I would very much like to learn more about Complacency of the Learned and its potential ramifications as to the rest of the plot!
Guess now's the moment to find out why the story isn't ending just yet.
"She has both hands resting on the chassis of his recent project, Sawtooth 3.1."
Soooo... Was Sawhoo supposed to be Sawtooth 2.0? :P I wonder what improvements Dirk could be implementing.
Also, whether he ever intends to use the rapbot on his show. I get a feeling most of the robots there never leave novice mode, actually.
"DIRK: Another one of those Lalonde childhood wizard fics, I presume?"
Yeah, now I'm reminded of Wizardy Herbert, Roxy's supposed work. I never did get through that draft of it Andrew wrote all those years prior, I got to admit.
I'm guessing Rose has found a way to connect her old fic to the grander context of canon, realizing some of the stuff she put into the story came from her aspect?
"With the sunset behind her she’s a shadow ringed in yellow light that turns white at the tips of her hair."
Pfff, circumstantial simultaneity strikes again! That's just like how Reload Rose looked.
Alternatively, she has a bit of a halo right now.
"ROSE: It’s more raw. It betrays considerably more sincerity than my young self was surely ever aware of stitching into the prose."
Hah, guess Rose was not as good at hiding her own feelings as she tried back then, hiding behind that passive-aggressiveness.
I wonder if this is Andrew talking about how some of his early work, maybe even early Homestuck, was a lot closer to his heart than the epic story it grew into, despite said level of epicness.
"ROSE: It meant something."
Maybe adult Rose's work was too polished, too betraying of her literacy and a bit removed from the essence of what she was trying to say.
That could be due to its nature as anti-propaganda aimed against Condesce.
"DIRK: Hmm."
There Dirk goes again, with the autoresponder-enabling short responses.
"ROSE: For all its plainly evident amateurism as the literary product of a child, I’ve come to believe it’s a much stronger work standing alone as a single volume, its meaning and symbolism potently compressed, and its message shining through more nakedly, undisguised by the cleverness of a more seasoned writer."
Again, Andrew comparing Team Special Olympics and such things to his later work?
"The plot concerns the machinations of twelve wizard children."
Oh, I thought it was focused on twelve adult wizards, including Zazzerpan?
"ROSE: It isn’t their intent to commit atrocities, or within their nature to do so originally. They become corrupted by an overabundance of knowledge. The kind never meant for the mortal mind to grasp."
They went grimdark. :P Also, I suppose this leads into Rose's misgivings regarding the ultimate self.
"ROSE: It certainly wasn’t the most fucked up thing I’ve ever written."
... Oh right, the MEOW code. Yeah, that must take 1st place.
"as if I were pulling inspiration from beyond myself—channeling the story, rather than writing it."
Almost as if she got it from the Void more even than her then-latent aspect!
"spiderwebs of gold that dissolve into dust"
... Really, sure, go ahead, keep rubbing salt into that wound. :P
"ROSE: You could almost call the process...
[...] She’s smirking now, just a little."
Brace for pun-pact!
"ROSE: ...enlightened."
Eyyyyy!
"
DIRK: It also sounds like it’s the opposite of what was going on?"
Dirk also thinks it sounds more like a Void thing?
"DIRK: Sounds more like you were trapped in a sort of dire creative fugue state causing you to chart your own mental profile using metaphor revolving around murderous, omniscient children."
... So that's where the locquacious genes came from. Also in-deep-analysis.
"ROSE: Well, consider the playful pun rescinded.
ROSE: Apologies for diminishing your presence with my suboptimal health and the toll it has taken on my wordplay.
DIRK: Thanks. It’s been very difficult for me.
ROSE: You’ve been a real trouper."
These two, are the best.
"ROSE: Anyway, my point is that I’ve long suspected my story was a pre-manifestation of my Seer of Light powers. I was seeing beyond my universe into another."
Yyyeah, but, the analogy with the trolls doesn't hold up after the first glance, and she (or her adult self) also incorporated things from other timelines and universes.
The genderqueer Cal... I forgot what the full name was..., for instance.
Meanwhile, Dave has been well aware his subconcsiousness is influencing him, and he has been looking and found the "least psychologically revealing" SBaHJ comic, as a result.
"ROSE: My original thesis was that the children represented the twelve trolls who created our universe."
Ooh, so she noticed it too.
Guess she might now be thinking the twelve are representations of the B2 kids, Karkat, Kanaya, Calliope and... someone else?
"DIRK: Twelve. That’s how many players went through the door at the end of our game."
Riiiight, Terezi went through as well!
"When she finds herself leaning against him—probably without thinking about it, Dirk imagines, because neither of them really “do” that—he doesn’t pull away. If it’s her, it’s all right."
That just shows the difference in how he and Rose behave versus he and Dave, where the distance or proximity is always a tangible thing.
"DIRK: You describe this as a fact of numerological significance.
DIRK: Which makes it seem you suspect these correlations are something less than utterly providential. As if there is a part of you holding on to the belief that certain figures are coincidental. That their significance and repetition smacks of bullshit."
Heheh, there are a LOT of repeating numbers in the story though, bullshit or not.
Twelve is just one of them: 4 6 10 11 12 13 25 ...
Seems like Dirk holds them in higher esteem than Rose, though. If he's sincere.
"It’s unclear exactly which things are smacking, just as it’s unclear that when it comes to bullshit, whether or not smacking accurately describes what is being done per se."
This metaphor has gone off track again.
"DIRK: I’m just saying it’s all evidence of a grand design. An immortal, metatextual apparatus beyond our ken that we can only catch glimpses of when we’re proverbially shitting our brains out through our nose."
They can almost see Andrew. :P In-canon, the closest to such a reveal were John and Jade, but they let the moment of epiphany pass them by as they started their 3-year-long journey. :P
"ROSE: They were filled with the light of knowledge and one by one they succumbed to it, turning insane or evil or, most often, both."
Ah, right, like the guy that filled that tome with knowledge and was crushed by it, that Roxy named Jaspers after.
"ROSE: If this is the effect unchecked powers have on players living in a post-canon victory state, then why isn’t it affecting any of our other friends?"
Let the theories about evil power-hungry Jane commence!
Though, what other effects could we even see right now, not much. Plus, Kanaya, Karkat, Terezi and Calliope won't feel the effects of an ultimate self ascension, at least.
"DIRK: Well."
Don't say "now you mention it", Dirk. Please.
"some of us have stopped using our powers completely."
Oh, he thinks that it's not so much power that corrupts, but the continued use of it?
"emergency resurrections"
But he also doesn't seem to think then that what Jane is planning reeks of her getting slowly corrupted, huh.
"sportsball riot"
I wouldn't be surprised if sportsball is an actual thing on this planet, courtesy of Dave's influence in shaping society.
"ROSE: In that case...
Rose sways suddenly."
Eesh, she's starting to get woozy.
"ROSE: Maybe I was a fool for imagining I could settle down here."
:/ It would be shitty for Paradox Space to do this to the players for no good reason, though. Then again, Sburb.
"occasional banter about adoption with her wife"
Ooh, cool. Well, yeah, it would stand to reason Maryams like to become mothers. :)
"ROSE: I assumed it was just that feigned Strider Stoicism, but you seem to be taking this...
DIRK: In stride?"
Awww-yeah. Sorry Rose, you have nothing to top Strider Dad jokes.
"
DIRK: But I’ve got more practice at this than you do. I spent most of my life before the game multitasking my entire fucking subconscious. I’ve had several times my age on paper to contemplate these mysteries.
DIRK: Years of prying open can after can of worms filled with answers I don’t like.
DIRK: Cut yourself on the edge more than once and you stop getting surprised by all the blood.
ROSE: I see."
So it's as if, due to Dirk already having such an extensive memory from juggling dream and awake selves, he's handling all the input better.
Maybe, relatively speaking, it's less that's coming in for him, too. I mean, his dream selves mustn't have gone through many different things.
Plus, maybe merging with Lil' Hal does something for you to be able to handle big data. :O
"ROSE: In fact, I don’t think it’s the expansion of my powers that is causing the headaches, but rather my own resistance to it.
ROSE: Sometimes I get this feeling that I could, if I really wanted to, just let go."
I think Rose might prefer to keep to her current self, if she could.
Like the narration said, she's basically still a solitary creature.
The expansion of experiences is proving too jarring.
"ROSE: I’m forcing myself to stumble through my life as a sleepwalker. All this pain and sorrow could go away if I would just allow myself to wake up."
Between this and "letting go", it seems like an ultimate self ascension is perhaps even going to go further than the psychologically, maybe even physically.
If that's so, Dirk might be further ahead but not there yet.
But once they'd ascend, there wouldn't be coming back from it, I would think, and they'd leave their old lives and Earth C behind, to go to another plane of existence, maybe?
"ROSE: Because I’m not sure that the person opening her eyes will be me."
... Now I'm thinking about how the last command aimed at John was for him to close his eyes. :/
Could that mean he's about to go through a sped-up ascension?
Rose has the unfortunate occasion to compare her ascension to Jasprosesprite^2, so I very much understand she has very grave misgivings about "expanding her mental horizons", so to speak.
"Then, in a deliberate motion, he pulls off his shades."
... Say, would his eyes have changed if he merged with Lil' Hal, even just psychologically? I know the autoresponder was a pair of shades without eyes, but the Hal monitor had that red buzzing light which represented his eyeballs on at least one occasion.
"DIRK: I know I sound pretty nonchalant most of the time, but actually I’m scared shitless of myself.
DIRK: I’ve always had this uncanny ability to chart a course from A to Z and not give a fuck about any of the letters in between.
DIRK: I’m not sure anyone should be allowed to have that much foresight. Especially a guy like me."
Well, that's a healthy self-assessment and fear. Though, foresight? It would be more akin to intuition, right, knowing how people responded in different situations?
... Which sounds like Mind powers, actually, come to think of it.
"ROSE: The farther above the board you fly, the harder it gets to care about the pieces."
Is that part of the reason Terezi left, if she forced an ultimate self ascension on her with her Remem8er act?
"DIRK: And yes, I may be a shitty human being, but,
DIRK: As a mechanic, I’m off the fucking charts."
Well, that certainly are points to Dirk being at least marginally better as an adult than Bro, if only out of self-awareness.
Speaking of, does he have access to Bro's memories now, too?
Also, the mechanic part is leading into the Soulbot I theorized about?
Wait, mechanic... Dirk and Darkleer should have a build-off.
"Rose’s eyes have grown distant, almost mirrorlike. Dirk can see himself reflected in her vacant stare.
ROSE: All the pieces in their place.
ROSE: The mechanisms all running smoothly."
Has Dirk... hypnotized her?
"She says this in a hollow tone. It’s the disarming voice a puppeteer ventriloquizes for a marionette. Her head falls toward her shoulder slowly. Dirk catches her cheek as she slides into sleep. It’s difficult for the untrained ear to spot the exact moment in their conversation when the words she was saying stopped being hers and started being his."
... What did I just watch.
... How. Why?
... Did Dirk use any Heart powers here? I can't...
"Does it really matter? In many respects, they’re basically the same person, aren’t they?"
Kind of creepy to say that about your hypnotized daughter, though.
"Kindred spirits in blood and perspective, the puppet masters of the respective games they like to believe they’re playing."
... Puppets. Puppets and games. ... This is building up into a Saw reference and I don't like it one bit. "I want to play a game."
... I do hope Dirk's ascension hasn't seen him get influenced by Lord English.
... You know, though, maybe Dirk was able to influence Rose because of their strong connection, since she's so close to his self she's almost like another shard of him, more so than other people that contain shards of his essence, like Brain Ghost Dirk for Jake.
"But you already knew that, right?"
Aaaaaaah, he took over the narration! ... He took over Andrew???
Is that a power for ultimate selves, to get access to the narrative prompt?? If so, then Caliborn was not an exception, just the primary example.
... He's pulled a Doc Scratch on us.
Dear god.
What to make of this.
I think Dirk might be the hidden antagonist of Earth C.
His Heart powers might be able to influence and even control people.
I just hope he isn't going to absorb them all.
... Man, this started baring on innocuous and look at how chilling the ending of the page is.
I think through his influence, people might start behaving exactly as he predicted, enforcing him being right and securing influence at the same time.
I mean, if he merged with memories from Lil Hal, Doc Scratch and perhaps even LE... He's become a master manipulator.
... This is basically "shh, only dreams now" D:
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Chapter Nineteen: The End, and Several New Beginnings
Time passed. Margot returned to work, spending her days with lesson plans and contemplation. While the Academy didn’t practice anything as barbaric as separating the pupils by gender, she wondered if any of her students had suffered from the same pressures as the Wright children, whether forced to study magic against their will like Felix or held back from their true potential like Abigail. Margot had always had an open door policy with her students, but after witnessing the self-destruction of the Wright family she vowed to take a more proactive approach. Maybe, just maybe, she could make a difference.
On her next weekend off, Margot stopped by the Red Griffin Inn. She arrived early in the day, and situated herself away from the few customers who were waiting for their breakfast. Anansi was nowhere to be found, their trademark magic absent as Gudrid busied herself with the morning chores.
Margot had been sitting perhaps fifteen minutes when Gudrid approached her. She asked in her thick accent, “You be needing something?”
“Only to tell you that we found Desdemona, along with her sister,” Margot said in a low voice that only Gudrid could hear. “The case is closed.”
The orc wiped her hands on her apron and slid into the chair opposite Margot. Though age had robbed her of some of her strength, Margot could clearly see the muscles in her forearms as she lit her long pipe.
“All this time we were trying to get information from Anansi, when we should have been asking you instead,” Margot said wryly.
“The best storyteller knows ven to stay silent. Vas not my place to speak.”
“So it’s true, then,” Margot said. “Mr. Westmacott had you help those girls.”
“Vestmacott ask if I vould consider helping. No one tell me vat to do,” Gudrid said. “I see, and I decide vat best.”
“And what did you see?” Margot asked.
“I see two girls whose story just begun. Vether vould be tragedy or not, do not know. Very alone. Very scared. But courage to valk own path.” Gudrid blew out a slow stream of smoke that took on the shape of two small elves and an orc that had to be Gudrid herself. One of the girls gestured emphatically to the other as if begging for help, while the orc gathered them both up in her arms. Gudrid sighed, and the image dissipated into nothingness.
“I no see Abigail after dat night. Is best to hide. But Dess stay vit me for many months. She very angry for long time. Sad, too, and feeling guilt. I tell her anger is two-edged sword, much goot can be done ven veilding, but also much harm. The fire that temper svord burns the vood.”
“My mother said something similar,” Margot said. “The same water that softens the potato hardens the egg.”
“Is goot saying.” Gudrid took another long drag and regarded Margot, her black eyes cautious. “People are remembered by actions. Some try to hide behind mask, but alvays falls avay in end. I make sure Dess know only she can be in charge of own actions, and own story.”
“Reputation is a man’s greatest mask,” Margot quoted, wondering if Anansi had heard of the saying from his former teacher.
“Is true, but is also not true,” Gudrid said. “Truth vants to be told, and it finds a vay to come out.” She rose to her feet as the bell above her doorway rang, Dash sauntering inside as he looked for Margot. Gudrid stepped away from the table and said so quietly Margot wasn’t sure she was meant to hear, “One vay or another.”
Dash and Gudrid shared a respectful nod as they passed, and Dash took the place she had vacated. There was something about him that seemed different, for all that he still wore his silly coat and chewed on his ever-present strip of jerky. It took Margot a moment to realize the change wasn’t in appearance, but in bearing. Dash always gave the impression as a mellow and easygoing, but now he seemed truly relaxed. He tipped his hat at Margot, a grin spreading across his face.
“You ready, Prof?”
“Are you?” Margot countered.
“Hey, for your information I just closed a pretty big case,” Dash teased. “Paid off my rent and everything. The client was a real bear, though.”
“Was she now?” Margot said, eyebrows raising.
“Yeah, real slave driver. Wouldn’t give me a moment’s rest, told me my magic was rubbish to boot. Can you imagine the indignity?”
“Well it’s true,” Margot said. “You said Westmacott was a mage himself. Didn’t he teach you anything?”
Dash shrugged. “Maybe he was going to someday, but he wanted me to learn detective stuff first. Too many people rely on magic as a crutch and don’t know how to, you know, investigate. I got some books, though. Learned some pretty good tricks.”
“You’re going to need to know more than a few tricks. Come on, you big lug. Time for your first lesson.”
Together they left the inn. “Hey, Prof, do you mind if we make a quick pit stop?” Dash asked.
“How long of a pit stop?” Margot asked.
“Not long, promise. I there’s something I want you to see.”
He refused to say any more no matter how much Margot pestered him, and was silent as he led her down the bustling street. Margot knew a lost cause when she saw one, and they fell into a comfortable silence that was only interrupted when a newsboy grabbed Margot by the arm.
“Hey lady, you seen the paper?”
Margot opened her mouth to politely decline, but promptly shut it again when she saw the boy’s cheeky grin, dark eyes glittering with amusement. “Good to see you again, Professor.”
“Anansi?” Margot asked.
“Hush. Someone might hear.”
“I thought you had left already for your next show,” Margot said.
“It was worth staying to ask Desdemona one last time to come along,” Anansi said.
“I don’t think she much likes the idea of being pushed into anything,” Margot said, eyes narrowing.
“It’s not like that. I’ve traveled enough to know when someone’s been struck with a wanderlust. I want her away from this pit as much as she wants to leave, but something has been holding her back all this time.” Anansi grinned, the expression looking somehow wrong on the face of such a small child. “But this time she didn’t say no. There’s some business for her to attend to before she can travel, and so I must be patient. Perhaps I’ll have better luck next time. Oh, and do look at page three, darling. I think you'll find it interesting.”
And with that Anansi melted back into the crowd. Margot and Dash shared an astonished look and hurried to the nearest bench. There was nothing of particular interest on the first page of the paper, nor the second, but on the third stood a stark black headline that made Margot gasp.
Master Arthur Wright, Framed or Fraud?
“Felix leaked his father’s letters to the press,” Margot said, skimming the article as fast as she could. “Or at least some of them? I don’t see anything here about Abigail.”
“No, but there is the correspondence between him and that dean from the University. What’d you say his name was, the guy with the drath?”
“Master Hughes,” Margot supplied. “You know, I didn’t think Felix had it in him to oust his father.”
“Really?” Dash said.
Margot tore her eyes from the paper to look at him. “You did?”
“Well, there's no love lost between the two of them, and besides, do you remember what Felix said before he fired me? He said he hadn’t gotten drunk since before his sons were born. I think that’s the sign of a man who’s trying to change.” He scratched the back of his head. “Not that I don’t think he’s not a giant blowhard, but I’m not surprised that he’s trying. I think his wife is good for him.”
“Hopefully it works out better for him than it did his parents.”
Margot folded the paper for later inspection, and the two resumed their walk. It didn’t take her long to realize where Dash was taking her, and in a few short minutes they were at the park where she had learned of his past with the Casettis.
“I quit my job,” Dash said suddenly. “I’ve decided to go out on my own.”
“What?!” Margot exclaimed. “Since when?”
“Since I’ve had some time to think. I’ve been clinging so hard to Mr. Westmacott’s name, even though Harris has done everything to drag it through the mud. I can’t do what I need to do there. It’s time for me to start out on my own.” Dash took a deep breath, suddenly nervous. “It helps that I’ve already got my first client as an independent. His purse strings run pretty deep, too.”
Margot followed his line of sight, and did a double take when she saw Felix Wright sitting at a bench with his wife while Desdemona played with her two nephews. Even from a distance Margot could hear James and John’s screams of delight, as well as Desdemona’s clear laughter.
“Trying to be a better person my @$$,” Margot said. “You let Felix hire you? After what happened last time?”
“The money’s good,” Dash said with a shrug. “And it’s worth finding out if Master Wright really did steal research from his students, and if the University let it happen just because he was brilliant. If one Professor got away with it, there’s likely more. That’s not right.”
“Wright has done a lot of things that aren’t right.”
“Heh.” Dash’s grin returned, bigger than ever. “Do you have any idea how hard it was not to make a pun during the big summation? Together many Wrights make a wrong. I think it would have ruined the moment.”
Margot scoffed. “It would have done more than that. There would have been a line of people wanting to smack you, starting with me.”
“I’m glad I resisted then. Oh look, there’s Abigail. Why don’t you go over and say hi?”
Margot regarded him suspiciously, but went over to the tree where Abigail Wright sat alone, within watching distance of her family but not participating with them. A notebook was open on her lap, but it looked to have gotten little use as she watched her sister chase her two young nephews.
“May I join you?” Margot said softly.
“Hello, Professor. I don’t mind, so long as you don’t care about the dirt.”
Abigail’s eyes never left James and John, an expression of yearning on her face that she made no attempt to hide as Margot settled in beside her. The ground was cool and dry, with only a few beams of sunlight filtering through the canopy, leaving a dappled pattern that shifted as the breeze swayed gently through the leaves.
“I think Desdemona likes the idea of being an aunt,” Abigail said ruefully. “It suits her.”
“It suits you both,” Margot said.
“James and John were babies the last time I saw them. I used to be so afraid they would cry when I held them, but they never did. I feel like I’ve missed so much.”
“But you’re on speaking terms with your family?” Margot asked.
“Only Felix and Isabella. We…talked. Or at least Felix and Dessy talked while Isabella and I moderated. We’ve come to an agreement: It stops with us. Felix’s children, and any potential children Dessy and I might have, shouldn’t have to suffer like we did.”
“And what does your mother think about that?” Margot asked.
“Mother isn’t speaking to Dessy and I. I don’t know if she ever will.” Abigail looked down at her hands. “But Felix has inherited the estate, and if Mother wants to stay there she has to play by his rules. I don’t know how that’s going to work.”
“It looks like you’re off to a good start,” Margot observed.
“It helps that Felix offered to have one of his business contacts make me false papers,” Abigail said. “That, and agreeing to look into Father’s letters bought quite a bit of goodwill with Dessy.”
“I saw the paper,” Margot said. “That’s quite the scandal Felix’s has invited.”
“It depends on how you look at it. Yes, it reflects poorly on Father and the family name, but I think Felix is going to try to play the long game by building his own reputation as the one who exposed it.”
Margot hummed thoughtfully. “I noticed there was nothing about Master Wright’s theories."
Abigail began picking at her fingernails. “I asked him not to, just like I asked him not to falsify an identity for me. Technically it’s seven years before a missing person is declared legally dead. Dessy doesn’t want anything to do with her family name, but…I’m still a Wright. I want to be known as Abigail Wright.” She looked up at Margot worriedly. “Does that make sense, Professor?”
“It does.”
“I’m not ready for the backlash of when the academic community finds out about Father’s theories,” Abigail admitted, the lines in her face deepening at the very thought. “I have to suffer through coming back to life again, and that’s enough. But maybe…maybe someday.”
She fell silent, and Margot leaned back against the tree. There was something about Abigail that still bothered her, something that Margot felt like she had to say. Maybe Dash knew that, and that’s why he sent her over to speak with her.
“I know we’re basically strangers, and I hope you forgive me if I overstep a boundary, but are you planning to keep translating Elvish romance novels now that you’re a legal person again?”
“For now,” Abigail said. “I truly do enjoy writing, Professor, and it’s something that I came into on my own. There isn’t much about my life where I can say that honestly.”
“That’s fair,” Margot said, “but speaking as a mage, your magic is your own, too. It doesn’t belong to anyone else, least of all your father.”
“That’s what my healer said at the asylum,” Abigail said. “The hurt is still there, Professor. It’s too soon after Father’s death to think…” She cut herself off abruptly, and drawing a shaky breath, she said, “I used to think about what I would do if my magic came back. Did you know, when I was small I asked Father why it was that bread didn’t unbake when put into an icebox even though it baked when put in the oven. He never could come up with a satisfactory answer. Have you ever heard of such a thing, Professor, as unbaking bread?”
“I haven’t,” Margot admitted.
“It’s the most silly, frivolous thing. I knew my father would be irritated if he ever knew, but I’ve never stopped wondering if it could be done. I have lots of questions like that running around in my head without any answers. It's maddening, sometimes, living in my own head.”
“All discovery starts with a question, and the courage to try to answer it,” Margot said.
Abigail nodded solemnly. “And even if my magic doesn’t return, you don’t need to be able to cast for theory work." She paused, the line between her eyebrows deepening even farther. "The only thing I’m certain of is that if I did pursue magic again—and that is a considerable if—it wouldn’t be Teleportation. Let someone else take up my father’s torch. I don’t want anything to do with it.”
A rare smile tugged at the corner of Abigail’s lips, and she risked a glance at Margot. “All that being said…if you were looking for someone to proofread your next paper, I would be willing to consider it.”
Margot laughed softly. “I’ll be sure to take you up on that.”
It was simplest, in the end, for Dash to have his first lesson in magic at the park. It was a nice day, and before Margot could even consider teaching him any spells there were the basics of theory and control that had to be learned. It went better than Margot could have expected, with Dash proving to be a surprisingly quick study. Midway through their lesson they took a break, and Margot saw Felix and Isabella gather their children to leave the park.
Even from a distance the goodbye between Desdemona and Felix was an awkward thing to behold. For all the progress that had been made, it would be a long time before the Wright family was healthy and whole once more.
“I think they’re gonna be okay,” Dash said as Isabella took the hand of one of her boys and Felix the other. They made it maybe ten steps before James (or was it John?) twisted around to wave one last time at Abigail and Desdemona.
“It’s a start,” Margot agreed. “And in the end, I guess that’s all you can ask for.”
#daughter of the lilies#daughter of the lilies fanfiction#dotl fanfiction#margot#creative-type writes#The Murder of Arthur Wright
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NAME : Wanda Django Maximoff
NICKNAME : witch, maximoff
AGE : 18-23 (( verse dependent ))
SPECIES : Human mutate
PERSONAL !
MORALITY : lawful / chaotic / good / neutral / evil / true .
RELIGION : non practicing jewish
SINS : greed / gluttony / sloth / lust / pride / envy / wrath .
VIRTUES : chastity / charity / diligence / humility / kindness / patience / justice .
KNOWN LANGUAGES : English, Sokovian
SECRETS : low key triggered by new york city / sleeps better beside someone else / lives in constant weariness of her own powers
PHYSICAL !
BUILD : scrawny / bony / slender / fit / athletic / curvy / herculean / pudgy / average .
HEIGHT : 5′5 /// 5′7
SCARS / BIRTHMARKS : birth mark on the lower part of her back ( right side ), no major scarring ( verse dependent )
ABILITIES / POWERS : wanda doesn’t even know the extent of her powers. she knows what she can do to an extent but knowing that its heavily driven by her emotions scares her.
RESTRICTIONS : fear and self doubt.
FAVOURITES !
FOOD : chinese food - kung pao chicken to be exact -- with fried rice and an egg roll.
DRINK : tea tea tea tea
PIZZA TOPPING : Extra cheese – olives, too.
COLOUR : purple
MUSIC GENRE : indie and acoustic
BOOK GENRE : reading isn’t her strongest suite -- so general fiction.
MOVIE GENRE : drama
CURSE WORD : FUCK
SCENT ( S ) : vanilla, lavender, cashmere, amber
FUN STUFF !
BOTTOM OR TOP : switch it up.
SINGS IN THE SHOWER : only when she thinks she’s alone.
LIKES PUNS : God no. ( unless she likes you then she might roll her eyes fondly)
tagged by : totally stole this from the lovely @kuers !!
❤ ❤
tagging: @nomadshield || @wxntxrsxldxxr || @miracletorn || @conflictandcontrol || honestly my brain isn’t working right now so uh -- TAG ME IN IT AND STEAL IT PLS
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11 questions tag~
i was tagged by @achuu-nice @s-lay-ing and @maetaamong for the 11 questions game where you answer 11 q’s then write 11 new q’s! a good time! (y’all this is 33 questions bear w me)
nom’s q’s
how are you? :D I’M GREATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT i hope you are too:D
sad ballads or happy upbeat songs? okay so like.. both so much.. but if i rlly had to choose i’d go for ballads bc i’m rlly a soft binch at heart (but red flavor will never not get me lit)
fave anime movie? maybe ponyo? or howl’s moving castle? i also really liked the girl who lept through time! (all credited to wonhankwan movie squad)
dogs or cats? bOTH i refuse to choose (but i got dos gatos)
do you keep stuffed animals in your room? no:( i have some on a shelf at my dad’s house tho? and i have mr. troll in my apt living room!
someone you miss? @atshinee :(
describe your phone case? iT’S GOT MOOMIN EATIN SOME CARROTS OR EGGS IT’S UP FOR DEBATE
favorite lore/myths? i’ve always been a percy jackson ho but i always thought persephone and that story was cool?? also the labyrinth
eardbuds or headphones? earbuds bc headphones are real expensive
can I steal your heart? i actually don’t have one to steal bc you already took it nom:’(
favorite thing about your ult bias? uMMMMMMM prObABLy his smile♡ (i say smth different everytime but i feel like i neglect his visuals oops)
cloud’s q’s
Do you know a ksong by heart? (bc I don’t :x I can hum a trillion tho) haaaaaaa well i mean i can’t speak korean ofc but i can p much believably sing all of seventeen’s title tracks.. and i generally sing along to every song ever even if i don’t know it??? oH I LEARNED ALL THE WORDS TO IF IT IS YOU BY JUNG SEUNG HWAN BC I LOVE IT exhibit a b and c for why!
When it comes to friendships, are you low or high maintenance? (As in your friends gotta talk everyday with you or you’ll feel like the friendship is dying OR if you can spend days without talking to them yet you still remain close) i like to think i’m a pretty low maintenance person! i’m easy-going by nature and i don’t mind silence at all and don’t even find it awkward usually. i have friends i don’t talk to for months on end and then we get together maybe once a year and we still remain close:) i like to think i’m easy to talk to so that could be part of it?
Do you have a secret that you will take to the grave? (Ofc I’m not asking you to reveal it) ajhfdksl tbh i don’t think so??? i’m kind of a private person.. but if someone asked me smth specific i wouldn’t not tell them ? idk tho i used to be a bit of a pathological liar so~~~
Recommend me 5 songs (not necessarily kpop songs) i’ll rec some non kpop since i’m sure you would know anything i recced ajkdhfjdk
honey - kehlani
to build a home - the cinematic orchestra (aka chanhee’s all time favorite song which makes me really emo)
broken clocks - sza
waves - young the giant
window seat - thomston, wafia
bonus! flirt right back - backbear :)
What do you prefer?: first, second or third gen kpop songs? third gen! since that’s when i joined i’m really into it at this point! also i think the variety of music is sooo much wider than it used to be? i’m not super in tune w all the older groups but i think it’s insaneeee how many groups there are rn snd they all have a lot to offer!
What’s the cheeeeeeeeeesiest thing you’ve done? (one time a former friend of mine was telling me about a problem she had and at the end of our convo I kissed her in the forehead bYE) um legit cloud i am cheesy 25/8 catch me being a soft snuggly bean popping trash puns left and right every day of the week
If you were asked to participate in a variety show, which one of the following would you pick and why? (Pick two!): problematic men, master key, hello counselor, weekly idol, one fine day, law of the jungle i think i’d go on weekly idol! i would wanna go toe to toe w doni and coni bc they’re always so harsh to lil baby idols ahhaha i wanna take them on!
Your top 10 kpop songs of 2017? binchhhh i’ll just go by my top nine according to spotify and my number one for apple music:)
When You Love Someone - Day6
Heartbreaker - NCT 127
My First and Last - NCT DREAM (also dunk shot tho byeeee)
Baby Don’t Like It - NCT 127 (tbh don’t remember listening to it this much what)
BABE - Hyuna
Like This - Pentagon
A Supplementary Story: You Never Walk Alone - BTS
Rollin’ - Brave Girls !!!!!!!!!!!!!
Eclipse - LOONA (Kim Lip)
Wake Me Up - B.A.P
bonus! Coloring Book - Oh My Girl :)
Would you rather live in a huge mansion or a compact studio house? definitely a studio house! for sooo many reasons: 1) i hate walking 2) cleaning a large house is the worst 3) if i had the option to spend that much i’d just get a smaller house and spend money on more important things!
Tell me a fun childhood story (I’ll start! One time an aunt gave me money to buy ‘papas’ (potatoes) at the grocery store so bc I’m obedient af I went and asked the counter lady how many of em could I buy with the money I had so she went ‘uhh, not many tbh’ so i ended up getting like two and when I returned to my aunt’s house she laughed her ass off and said: I meant ‘papas fritas’ (potato chips) Not those! - and uh yeah this is funnier in Spanish but it proves that I’m such an innocent angel I mean wow) gIRL I WISH I COULDA SEEN THAT SPANISH EXCHANGE I DEFINITELY LAUGHED um????????? yo idk i can’t think of anything help uhhhh okay so when my sister and i were little our house was two stories so we’d take our stuffed animals and tie plastic bags to them and make them skydive ahahha but it wasn’t too satisfying for obvious reasons so we just attached this one stretchy pink scarf to them and make them bungee jump from the railing ajfdhgfdls classic
If you were offered to start a band, would you accept? yEAH if someone offered i would assume i had the talent and ability so.. yes.. even if i didn’t and someone offered i’d still say yes bye
kiki’s q’s
Link your favourite playlist here if you can and if you can’t write out the first 10 songs on it! (Not a question but shh) here she isssss okay wait so she’s not my go to playlist tbh but she has a mix of western and kpop so.. enjoy!
Is your current ult bias your first ult bias? If not who was your first? yes :) my first ever bias was joon but i didn’t even know what an ult was for a long time and by the time i found out i knew all along wonu was my boy
Who is your ult bias? jeon wonwoo ofc
Who is more likely to hog the aux cord, you or your ult? um me.. i’m kinda a hoe w music like i always play it.. when i drive my friends i am in charge of music bc duh it’s my car but then when they drive me they usually ask if i wanna play music ahahhaha MAYEB THEY’RE JSUT SAYING I HAVE GOOD TASTE THO????
Who is more likely to forget an important date, you or your ult? def wonwoo.. that boy couldn’t remember his own birthday if he didn’t pay attention.. for some reason i have a steel trao mind for dates?
Who is more likely to ask the other to pick them up after work, you or your ult? i like driving so i’d say maybe wonwoo? but i feel like he might be the type to want to offer to drive you.. who am i kidding that boy is always tired
Who is more likely to write the other a hand written note expressing themselves rather than just saying it, you or your ult? i think wonwoo.. i get the vibe that we’re both a bit emotionally inept and we would both have trouble expressing ourselves but he might find comfort w writing things down he’s a romantic binch he reads too much not to be
Who is more likely to cry when a dog dies in a movie, you or your ult? me bc dat ho doesn’t like dogs smh.. his only fault (jk he a mess)
Who is more likely to almost burn the house down while cooking, you or your ult? wonu? just bc i’m not that clumsy? he could do it tho
Who is more likely to start a pillow fight, you or your ult? neither of us we’re too tired
Who is more likely to ask the other to come over to cuddle with them so that they can fall asleep better, you or your ult? meeeeee i’m a cuddly bitch and he isn’t rip.. but he would do it for me he better
my questions:D
If you could travel anywhere, but were completely by yourself, where would you go?
What inspires you?
How many pets would you have in your ideal future? Any specific names or types in mind?
What are you opinions on fedoras
how many spoons can you balance on your face at once (picture or video proof preferred (i’m trying to get someone to do it pls anyone))
What is your favorite type of tree?
If you could convince one person to like kpop who would you convert?
What are three things you are normally associated with and/or what are three things you want to be associated with?
If you were in a kpop group what position would you hold (ie. leader, main vocal, moodmaker, etc) feel free to tag your mutuals and who they would be!
If you could have any wild animal as a tame pet what would it be?? (i’m ocelot loyal all the way)
What is your opinion on mint chocolate chip ice cream? (for maj)
i’m going to tag @yongpal-i !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (are you happy sister) @strawberryboo @everyonesabiaswrecker @kiheehyunie @indiepoptime @jungnoir @hwallsgrl @lipstick-chathao @yongceo @undinefin @kihqun @definitelythis @g-te @justsomekpopstuff (tagged you back:D) and @jeonwoooo if you guys want to try it out!!
#tagged#it's too late and i should sleep bc of classes wahhh#I HAVE TO LEAVE SO EARLY RIP ME#thank you for tagging me guys!!!#i was real excited to answer them lol#okay goodnight#you guys should tell me what you think if you listen to the songs#👀👀👀#mir moos
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Chapter 3: El Arrebato
The toons had been staying with Miss Mango for all of 3 days and she already seemed to love them to pieces. Alice was admittedly a little wary of her behavior, but decided that for the moment a roof over their head was preferable to someone being weird. She gave them their own room separate from her own to stay in and had lent them all a couple of her shirts to wear as nightshirts. She had a taste for sarcastic and humorous shirts and dark colors as it turned out. For the most part, over the three days they’d been trying to catch up on things that had happened in the world while they were trapped in the studio. They’d missed entire wars, a lot of iconic music, and quite a bit of questionable fashion choices.
Miss Mango was a peculiar bird; for one she insisted that she be called by her nickname Ink Mango and hadn’t yet given her real name, which was a bizarre choice. She wasn’t very tall but made up for it with wide shoulders and hips, having a generally stocky build. Her blond hair was short and fluffy with natural curls, a perpetual streak of purple near the front oft swept to the side with a hair clip adorned with her zodiac sign. Her overall shape was round and homely; she seemed to like wearing slightly baggy clothing and constantly had some form of sweater draped over her plump frame.
She was absent minded but intelligent, clear blue eyes glittering with mirth and creativity when they retained focus. She had a weird tendency to tap her fingers and hummed when she wasn’t paying too much attention to what she was doing or had forgotten something. She walked quietly and quickly, so it seemed like she teleported everywhere, and she seemed to relish in startling someone this way. Judging by the memorabilia everywhere and the occasional reference she’d spout, she was a bit of a nerd and damn proud of the fact.
She doted a bit on the toons, Buddy especially. They’d caught her saying things like “protect him" and “precious cinnamon roll son" (not that they knew what it all meant, but the connotations were clear) to herself whenever he did something considered cute. That was just plain weird in their books, but she did it with all of them so they figured that was how she reacted to something she thought was cute. Even without that, she’d been incredibly patient with the toons. From Bendy’s wariness and Boris’ general apathy for anything that wasn't food to Buddy’s skill at hiding and Alice’s mild bipolar episodes, Miss Mango endured it all with nothing but a kind smile and reassuring words.
At the moment, she was scrambling some eggs for Boris as breakfast, singing along to a bouncy techno song she’d put on before starting. The sizzle of cooking foodstuffs harmonized with the tune as she pulled the eggs off the heat and onto Boris’ plate next to his with a synchronized whistle riff and a cheeky grin. She returned the pan to the stove, pouring her own mixed eggs out of the cup and into the pan in one fluid motion. She tossed the emptied cup at the sink, where it bounced off the faucet and the counter onto the floor. With a curse, she turned down the heat on the skillet to pick up the cup and deposit it into the sink properly as the toons snickered at her failed trickshot. “Laugh it up, peanut gallery,” she jokingly scoffed as she returned to the stove and stirred her eggs with a spatula.
The atmosphere of the moment was homey and warm, Alice guessed. The eggs were good, if a little too peppery, and the peppy song with strange lyrics helped her feel more relaxed. This place was filled with happiness and light (ignoring an underlying stench of apathy and self loathing), something an empathetic angel could tell even after just 3 days.
“I’ll admit,” Ink started. “This is the most energetic I’ve been in years. Normally, I’ll just sit around on my computer all day, maybe knittin’ while I do so. But since you guys have gotten here, I’ve gotten up and done a lot more around the house.”
The techno song ended and a jazzy base started the next ditty in the playlist. Ink had started to hum along when her phone rang. She lowered both the flame and the volume before answering it. “Hello?”
The toons took this as an excuse to take their leave to explore the house some more. Even after 3 days here, there were things they hadn’t looked into yet. Alice took Buddy and Bendy’s plates and put all three of them into the kitchen sink as the two’d forgotten to do it themselves. Boris was finishing up his eggs and gave Alice the thumbs up telling her she could leave him there. Alice wandered into the living room and plopped herself by the bookcase with Buddy, who had procured a newspaper from somewhere and was working away at the crossword. Bendy had disappeared upstairs like he tended to do since they got here. Before long, Boris lumbered out of the kitchen and the day continued as it had for the previous two.
“ WHAT?! ”
The shout was angry and dangerous, its suddenness and volume causing everyone else in the vicinity to jump. Bendy climbed back down to investigate the shout.
“ I WORKED MY ASS OFF FOR FIVE MONTHS’ WORTH OF OVERTIME FOR THIS BREAK, AND YOU’RE GONNA CUT IT SHORT BY 3 WEEKS??? ”
The toons all almost scattered to hide. Ink hadn't gotten mad once with the toons, but hearing her actually angry was a bit scary by the volume of her voice alone, not including the threatening and vicious undertones she suddenly spoke with. Bendy, the less scared of the toons, hopped down the stairs and peeped into the kitchen to check on Miss Mango.
Her outburst of rage seemed to have quelled a bit and Alice worked up the courage to steal a look alongside Bendy. Miss Mango hunched over, visibly bristling in an attempt to look bigger. Her face was screwed up into a cold snarl and she paced in circles so small, Alice wondered how she didn't get dizzy. Her voice had dropped in volume but certainly not tone. She almost seemed like she was growling threats instead of actually conversing or screeching with rage like some certain bad memories Alice had.
After a few more minutes of angry dialogue exchange, the phone call was ended and Miss Mango’s face went blank, dropping all emotion as her eyes went vacant and she went still. Her cheeks reddened as she shook herself back into reality, anger resuming where it left off. Listing explicatives under her breath, she scooped her slightly burnt omelet onto a plate and stormed in their direction, toons scrambling out of the way to not get caught up in her wrath. She spotted the toons and her rage completely dropped as Bendy fixed her with a hard stare.
“Sorry you guys had to see that. I can have a bit of a temper sometimes,” she apologized quietly, voice and face guilty. In that moment, the woman looked fatigued, as if she’d pulled late nights her entire life. Alice gave their host a small pat on the shoulder and the most patient smile she could muster. “It’s alright, Miss Mango. It’s better we learned about it sooner rather than later.”
“I guess. I shouldn't have been so loud though.”
Buddy, who had hidden during the outburst, peeked out of his hiding place (behind a pile of books on the floor) with his newspaper and gave a scolding chirp at then. Alice giggled at the faux scandalized look Ink donned in reaction, and the quiet tenseness broke. “What do you have there, kiddo?”
Buddy, emboldened, brandished his mystery newspaper with the completed crossword, and she took it and compared the completed section to the answers. “Holy Kahl, you’re good,” she muttered in surprise, her pun completely flying over the toons’ heads. “But where the hell did you get this? I don’t have a newspaper subscription.”
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