#I also image she can jump super high

[simple-persica]

Would y’all call me cringe if I told y’all I impulse made a One Piece character?

I am nothing if not a weak man

#listen I thought it would be funny #I remembered fishmen existed and I am weak to shark like merpeople #she’s a thresher shark and the only thing I could really do to allude to that #was her really long ponytail and braid #I also image she can jump super high #indulge me #I have cobid let me be whimsy #one piece #so no hetalia?

[kxizoku-ou]

CP9 Cat Headcanons

This is... a very silly post. XD After seeing a similar concept on Pixiv (images 10–12 in this log) and critiquing the breed choices it used, I wound up writing my own take on it.

These are written with actual cats in mind (not my usual Hybrid Au), and the breed choices are just for fun— as in, largely chosen based on looks/vibes, not anything too serious. I was definitely channeling that early 2000s "characters are cats for some reason now" mini-genre, so these are pure fluff/comedy, for once... >3>

. . .

Lucci

(Bengal)

Serial toy murderer. Violently destroys any and every toy you give him within a matter of hours, days at MOST. 

Some of the things he’s done to his toys probably qualify as war crimes tbh. Likes to drown the catnip mice in his water dish. Also enjoys tearing things into ragged chunks/”gutting” the stuffing. 

Sometimes you wake up to him on your chest with a present. 

(A chunk of mutilated cat toy. He drops it onto your face.)

The most athletic cat you’ll ever know. There is no surface in your house he can’t reach SOMEHOW. Also can and will learn how to open doors, drawers, etc, and will use this unfortunate skill to get into everything if he’s bored. 

Affectionate, but only on his terms. You don’t decide when you’re allowed to pet him; when the mood strikes, he’ll interrupt whatever you’re doing and forcefully put his body in your lap. 

You’re not allowed to move until he decides you’re done. :) 

Has a surprisingly cute kneading habit. He’ll go Baby Mode and make biscuits for hours. Sucks on certain blankets too.

Kaku

(Devon Rex)

ZOOMIES TO THE MAX.

Seemingly never sits still. Will run from one end of your house to the other at all hours of the day. At night, you’re regularly woken up by the distinct rapid thumping of galloping kitty paws.

Likes high places and unexpected perching spots. This includes your shoulder— and he can make the jump on his own! 

Playful, but not prone to destroying his toys. Prefers batting hard objects down a flight of stairs to tearing the plush ones open.

Too brave (and curious) for his own good. Lacks any sense of danger when it comes to investigating something that’s caught his interest. 

This includes slipping through the front door.

Not super cuddly, but likes being near you/keeping an eye on what you’re doing. 

Has a squeaky “old man” meow. WEH!

Jabra

(Egyptian Mau)

Wild, playful, curious, and so very destructive. If he’s not kept entertained, your property will suffer for it. 

Requires FREQUENT play and attention, but fortunately, he’s not too hard to please. Throwing a squishy ball for “fetch” can keep him occupied for hours. 

The asshole cat who will make direct eye contact with you before (very deliberately) knocking something off a shelf, then sit there smugly while you try to scold him. 

Very talkative! When he wants your attention, he YELLS, and seeing wildlife outside always brings out that excited, bloodthirsty chitter. 

Taking him to the vet is an ordeal, for everyone involved...

Doesn’t mind being pet and handled. Pesters you for affection regularly, but gets bitey when he’s had enough. :/ 

Highly territorial. Will not tolerate other cats/animals near him.

Kalifa

(Turkish Angora)

Truly the embodiment of the “disdainful gorgeous fancy cat” trope. 

Her fur is incredible, due largely in part to near-constant grooming. Do NOT interrupt her washing. 

She’ll wash your fingers too if she’s feeling affectionate. Mlem mlem mlemmmm...

Likes to be involved in what you’re doing. The kind of cat to walk across your keyboard or loaf-sit on top of stray paperwork, seemingly oblivious to how badly she’s getting in the way. 

At least your “adorable secretary” makes for good moral support!

Not overly playful, but she can be a DEADLY hunter when the mood strikes— fast, agile, and with amazing reflexes no matter what kind of toy you put in front of her. 

Weirdly fickle about when you’re allowed to touch her. Will glare, hiss, and swat at fingers if you test those boundaries.

Blueno

(Norwegian Forest Cat)

The most quiet, low-maintenance, independent cat imaginable. You nearly forget he exists, sometimes.

Not much of a meower, but has a deep, calming, rumbly purr. 

Content to curl up on a chair or in a corner and let you go about your day! He’ll alternate between napping and silently staring in your general direction; the eye contact is a sign of affection. <3

Won’t seek out attention on his own, but also won’t fight it if you pick him up and carry him around like a plushie. 

...he stays limp and docile no matter what you do to him, actually.

Needs regular brushing, or his fur starts to matt. It’s pretty much the only “extra attention” he’ll require, though, and he’s (fortunately) cooperative about it. 

Learned how to open doors at some point. You don’t know how he managed that.

Fukurou

(Persian)

R O U N D (and it’s not just fluff)

Despite being shaped like a furry bowling ball, he’s quite playful, and way more agile/fast-moving than you’d expect. 

...that energy is much less cute when his full weight lands on your abdomen in the middle of the night, however.

VERY affectionate. Will take any opportunity to lay his chin on your palm, headbutt your shoulder/wrists, put his paws on your chest so he can try to lovingly lick your face, etc— purring all the while! 

Chatty cat!! Chirps and squeaks at you non-stop; if you “respond” to him, it turns into a back-and-forth conversation with his mrrep-ing. 

Fond of high places, like bookshelves and tall dressers. 

It’s unclear how such a heavy cat manages to get up onto them, but he usually ends up yowling for help when he can’t get back down.

Kumadori

(British Longhair)

A huge, massively fluffy mini-lion of a cat, with that “polite little gentleman” face common in his breed. 

Sheds. Sheds SO MUCH. All of your clothes are covered in his fur, no matter how hard you try to keep him thoroughly brushed. 

You cannot escape the fluff. 

YOWLS. The loudest, most determined drama queen when he wants something. Acts like he’s dying if his food bowl is empty for more than half an hour, non-stop howling included. 

Extremely cuddly; wants as much attention from you as you’ll give, and will flop his entire body into your lap to get it. 

Fond of jingly toys! The louder and more annoying the bell, the better. 

If you ever have to give him medicine (be it a pill or liquid), he’s utterly betrayed. Gives you the huge, sad, miserable scared-kitty eyes for the rest of the evening, and won’t let you touch him. 

(He’s over it by morning, and back to purring in your arms. Baby.)

Spandam

(Siamese)

The ugliest purebred imaginable, and his personality isn’t better. <3

Health issues. Skin/coat problems, numerous food sensitivities, arthritis, frequent UTIs, and a crooked tail from a past injury.

King of separation anxiety. If he can’t find you, he’s HOWLING, then finding a corner to cower in until his protector is back.

Truly the embodiment of the phrase “scardey cat”. Terrified of everything from the vacuum to rustling plastic bags. Huddles under the couch, trembling pathetically, after every little scare. 

...it is kind of cute when he runs to you to “save” him, however. 

This clumsy dumbass WILL get himself hurt (in incredibly stupid ways) if you don’t keep an eye on him. Utterly oblivious to real danger.

His distressed yowling is awful, and the attention-demanding yells aren’t much better. The classic So So Whiney Baby Siamese! 

NEEDS to be the only cat in the household— he’s violently territorial, but guaranteed to end up the other cat’s punching bag once he’s pissed them off enough. 

#One Piece #CP9 #CP0 #Lucci #Rob Lucci #Kaku #Jabra #Kalifa #Blueno #Fukurou #Kumadori #Spandam #Headcanon #Reader

[darling-wendy]

rei and miri's physicality: a chronological analysis (part 1)

Time to go into one of the meta topics that has been buzzing in my head for a while now. It's about how Miri and Rei interact with respect to physical contact, and how I am smitten by the way he's so gentle with her and lets her take liberties with him. This is gonna be long and image-heavy [NB now has descriptions]. I have to split it into two parts because of the image limit.

Episode 2! This is the first time that Miri and Rei have physical contact with each other, and it's Kazuki pawning her off to Rei so he can make breakfast without her running underfoot.

As I went to get these screencaps, I noticed that Rei's hands automatically come up to hold her even though he's clearly kind of sceptical about the arrangement at this point. (Lol at Kazuki backing away as though he's afraid Miri is radioactive).

Episode 3! And here begins a running gag about Miri's favourite way to wake up Rei lmao.

I'm curious as to why Rei was sleeping on the sofa to begin with, when that's where they put Miri until she gets her own room in episode 4, and Miri didn't know Rei slept in the bathroom until later on.

Miri goes looking for Rei after Kazuki turns down her request to sleep with him. She finds Rei sleeping in the bathtub as per usual for him and eagerly clambers into the tub so she can sleep with him. Going by the setup of Misaki's apartment in episode 11, she's probably used to sleeping with her mother.

Despite his resting bitch face and reserved demeanour, Miri is already super comfortable with him. She's plopped on his chest, pawing at his face, and goading him to smile. And Rei is very accommodating of her whims. He later tells her to stop kicking the back of his seat in the car, but doesn't tell her to stop pawing at his face. Around this time in the story, Kazuki complained about her climbing into his lap when he was trying to eat, but Rei just....lets this happen lol.

There's a cut out and it fades back into her asleep in the tub, wrapped in Rei's blanket as he looks down at her from outside it. The implication seems to be that she just tired herself out pawing at Rei and then he relinquished his sleeping spot, probably to go out on the sofa.

Such a significant moment. I had already realised that this was the first time that Rei had addressed Miri by name, but it was only while I was drafting this post that it hit me that this was also the first time he had willingly and consciously initiated physical contact with her. I also think it's significant that he repeats the 'Let's go home, Miri' line after she's jumped into his arms. It's him fully committing to the sentiment.

It's sweet how after he has made his 'I'm her papa' resolve, he doesn't seem to put her down again until they meet back up with Kazuki.

Episode 4!

It's so adorable how Miri loves climbing on Rei and how he just let's her despite him not being a tactile person.

Him keeping Miri on his lap after they both woke up from their nap is so precious.

Tsundere Rei lol. Even though he acted very put upon to be there, he was clearly paying attention and even anticipated the high five coming before Kazuki did.

I think this is the only instance of her hugging both their legs at once and I love it. I love it! It's so dear to me. I love this family 😭

Episode 5!

Rei's expression here is golden. Miri, like most small children, is very adorable. But, also like most small children, she can be very annoying lol.

We get another instance of her preferred method of waking up Rei--jumping on him--band she even shakes him for good measure, but he's simply too tired to react.

This is also a good point to note the difference between him sensing something and waking up before she even flipped the lights in episode 3 and the way he's now so comfortable with her presence here that can even sleep through her deliberately trying to wake him.

I wish I had a gif because screenshots do not do justice to the softness with which Rei picks up and gazes at Miri while she's asleep. He's 1000% having a 'that's my baby girl; I'm her dad' moment.

And just look at his expression after Kyu reveals he knows what the deal is. He's nervous about what Kyu will do, and there's also so much 'don't take her away from me' energy coming off him. I see in him shades of the Rei who will tell Kazuki that he wants to keep taking care of her after her mother is killed.

And that's part one! Part two is here.

#buddy daddies #buddy daddies meta #suwa rei #unasaka miri #kurusuwa family #part 2 is about 1/3 of the way drafted #might have it out before the end of the weekend #dancing in my mind is a post about how rei and miri interact on an emotional level #specifically how he explains things to her and also gets help from her #further back is a post about how kazuki develops as a parent with miri #he came in with more practical experience and had the previous anticipation of parenthood but he also had things to learn

[madhattersez]

I finally got my hands on something I've been looking for (for a reasonable price) since I was just a lowly little level 12 hornball - A "Marvel Swimsuit Special!"

This is the second issue in the series (though the third book of its kind), and it was released in 1993 when... times were different.

The coolest thing about them (other than the totally radical '90s hunkeroos and baberinos in general) is the amount of really talented artists that submitted pieces - So many industry-leading folks putting their spin on the self-aware, low-brow, tongue-in-cheek project.

This first image was by Joe Jusko, a super popular cover artist at the time. I remember his Conan covers the most.

I'll eventually scan the whole thing in high quality, but for now, I'll take some preview pics to show you some of my favorite and/or goofiest pages:

Here is Domino, looking like we might need to race her to a Dermatology appointment. She's apparently tacky enough to wear a swimsuit with a domino print on it.

And check out Cable in the back - Sun's out, cyberbun out! He's ready to catch some waves on a totally-worth-the-money-and-production-time rocket-powered machine gun surfboard.

I really appreciate this artist's commitment to all the "Liefeld pouches" here. I hope they're waterproof, or all those Tic Tacs inside 'em are gonna get ruined. :(

Penciling by Chris Batista, ink by Hector Collazo, coloring by Mark McNaab.

Let's kick off the "after the jump" part properly with this glorious image of Pip. Because this is certainly what people bought this book for.

It just so happens that this fuzzy little asshole narrates the entire issue, so he's to blame for the inherently sexist captions on all the pictures.

Jesus Christ, he's got two big toes on each foot.

Pencilking by Darick Robertson, ink by Andrew Pepoy, coloring by Tom Smith.

I love me some Cloak and Dagger.

Tandy looks as gorgeous as ever. Surely she owns stock in boobie tape by now.

Tyrone, however, is getting so much sand stuck to him right now... I don't think he digs being used as a beach blanket. I'm... not even sure he's ever had to wash his cloak before today! Yikes. He's all like:

Penciling by Joe Madureira, ink by Terry Austin, and coloring by Gregory Wright.

I can't stop laughing at how much Thunderstrike looks exactly like the Genetic Freak, Big Poppa Pump Scott Steiner in this picture:

The work is entirely by Lou Harrison. It may not surprise you to learn he's also a Fantasy artist.

I've always had a thing for Silver Sable, and this page is just fantastic.

That being said, my favorite part is Sandman sitting there, looking like a dope, shaped like a sand castle. Which, while it seems silly, was probably the most challenging and detailed thing I've ever seen him do with his powers. Worth it for the shot, I suppose!

Line work and ink by Steven Butler, a favorite of mine. He did penciling for the "Silver Sable and the Wild Pack" series (which got me attached), but he's also known for designing the Scarlet Spider suit. Coloring by Gregory Wright.

If you thought I wasn't going to Morb out on this post, you were undead wrong.

Just look at that ridiculous batpackage. Also... Is he really serving a cape over a leather jacket, but with absolutely no pants? Damn, dude.

Penciling by Gary Barker, ink by Jimmy Palmiotti, coloring by Tom Smith.

I can spot Adam Hughes' work a mile away, wow. I guess I didn't realize he was doing work for Marvel this far back.

A fierce-as-ever, short-haired Natasha who looks like she got slammed so hard against a rocky wall that it cracked, got up, emptied out the rest of her clip, and still had enough time and energy to pose during a reload.

Black Widow, bay-bayyy. ♫

Oh my god, Ghost Rider is just so naughty. Wearing nothing but his birthday bones.

This scene just looks like it smells awful.

Artwork by Tristan Shane.

Shulkie in a metal bikini (function over fashion?), bursting out of the lava from an active volcano. You wanna talk "hot tub?" Sure, this gets a feature.

Penciling and ink by cover artist Steve Geiger, coloring by Paul... Mounts.

Deezamn, Bishop. Never seen guy looking so buff before.

Instead of just Bishop, this looks like Hank McCoy and Bishop had a child together. Does he have any other mode than "arm vein p-pop?"

Penciling by Dwayne Turner, ink by Mark Farmer, coloring by Gregory Wright.

Ah, one of the more famous '90s Psylocke images that wasn't done by Jim Lee.

This centerfold was used in lots of comic store ads for several years after this issue came out. I remember seeing posters in the shops themselves. Trading cards of this picture are one of the most costly to collect.

It's beautiful, and the colors/lighting/shading are all fantastic.

Penciling and ink by the wonderful Art Thibert, creator of the Raft max security prison and inker of some of the most iconic X-title covers.

Coloring by Paul Mounts, who did the coloring in hundreds and hundreds of just Marvel comics alone - I didn't mention that earlier because I was snickering at his name earlier in the She-Hulk feature. My bad.

Well, this wouldn't be Tumblr without a cat picture, yeah? Or a catgirl picture, I suppose.

This is the most adorable scene in the book. Just Tigra innocently taking a cuddle nap with some... um... wow, I don't know what the fuck those things are. Snuggle up anyway!

Penciling and ink by Amanda Conner, coloring by Gregory Wright.

Huh. Of all the characters in this book, I really didn't expect to see Dr. Cooper... Either which way, the swimsuit under the detective get-up is pretty choice, honestly.

This is, of course, another Adam Hughes line art joint. Ink by Mark Farmer, coloring by Gregory Wright (who did a lot of these, huh?).

What's this? A parody ad that you'd more expect to see in an issue of "What The--?!" that only '80s kids will understand? Yup, totally.

This was in the back of the book and doesn't fit the theme at all, but it gets a mention because of the weird inclusion and also to stall time until I had the final image ready, because I needed time to prepare...

THIS.

This is the one.

How could I not end this little "show and tell" without this beauty right here?

Here, we have remorseless killer Frank Castle flexing his best end-of-catwalk pose in front of a... wrestling match between a bunch of lady demon dinosaurs battling... for his affection? To tip him American cash? Or maybe all those hearts come from their love of beating each other up? I'm not here to judge.

And then there's a sign for 75 cent hotdogs, but it's been covered with another sign for... $20 tooth brushes? What in the shit is going on here?

There is one thing I do know, though. The artist wants you to think that The Punisher has at least $2.75 worth of hotdog under that massive crotch skull.

#marvel swimsuit special #marvel comics #marvel #rare comics #rare #swimwear #comic book art #rogue #cable #cloak & dagger #she hulk #the punisher #tigra #psylocke #ghost rider #bishop #black widow #morbius #silver sable #big poppa pump

[rebeccalouisaferguson]

Rebecca Ferguson: “ On Top with Tom”

Tom Cruise is famous for finding his female leads always himself. How is happened with you?

Exactly like that. Tom and Christopher had watched hundred thousand  casting tapes and then asked several actresses for the next round, me among them. And when I met with Tom we lost ourselves in conversation immediately. We talked about everything - the film, our roles and life itself *laughs*. Somewhere Christopher said: “Maybe we can start with audition?” and Tom said, “it’s ok, she got the part!” 

Were you a bit intimidated to be filming with the world famous start Tom Cruise?

You know, I live in a small village in Sweden where you learn not to judge people by their image *laughs* I love meeting people and I try to see everyone if possible without prejudice. And with that in mind I met Tom for the first time: the only thing I was afraid of is not getting the role. But as mentioned Tom and I understood each other right away. I really like him a lot, he is unexpected and he is honest. 

Can you tell us a little bit about your character?

Ilsa Faust is a top agent, born in Sweden and recruited by the british secret service. When she meets Ethan they both understand that they are each other’s match (they are equals). But neither Ethan nor the audience know till the end who she is working for, she is quite mysterious.

And quite strong - did you have to train a lot before the shoot?

Yes, for months six hours a day six days a week. Everything was perfectly planned and organized: Pilates, weights lifting, fitness and of course martial arts. It was hard but important. For this kind of film you need enormous amount of strength and stamina, But I admire Tom who is almost always in training. He gets through his fitness program and he is also producer, actor, he is taking part in editing...I do 1% a day from what he is doing and fall in bed dead tired! But I also enjoyed training a lot. I like moving.  And I could really test my limits and have learned things that I never thought I was capable of doing. 

For example?

I've learned to hold my breath [under water] for 4 and a half minutes. I had severe vertigo before this film and had to film a scene where we jump from 35 meters high. I mean before that I haven't even stepped foot in the elevator *laughs* There was my phenomenal stunt double Lucy Cork, but you know, Tom does all his stunts himself - I was really disappointed if I couldn't keep up. And now when I watch the scenes, I think: “Wow,  I actually did it!”.

What else did the trainings program give you?

I was feeling super. To build muscle strength we had a to keep a strict diet, we were given instruction what and when to eat. So everyday I had a thought through nutrition program that was tailored to my training with the best scientific nutrition knowledge. And it really worked - never in my life have I been feeling so well physically. 

Translated from German by @edwardslovelyelizabeth for @rebeccalouisaferguson. For the scans special thanks to @kiwirazzi on Twitter.

#rebecca ferguson #tom cruise #mission impossible rogue nation #mi5 #interview #mi5 interview #photoshoot #charlie gray shoot

[princesskoriandr]

Your Starfire Cosplay is coming out so unbelievably good. Like how are you not working in like costumes for movie sets? It’s award worthy! So stunning! And the amount of work that must go into making everything! Wow!

I was wondering if you could give us more thoughts on the whole sibling dynamic between Kory and her siblings because I find that so fascinating! Like on one side you have Kory and everything that can be explored there but you also have Kom who is disabled and her narrative there and then you have Ryand’r who isn’t really explored as much.

what I find interesting about the dynamic of this family is that Ryand'r was so obviously tacked on at the end in an after thought which is like such a real youngest child in a busy/important/high profile family thing lmao

before we jump into it I want to make a few disclaimers:

I am not a mental health professional of any kind, I just have some surface level research behind me on like sibling and parent dynamics

I am not going to be excusing or endorsing some of Komand'r's more violent actions in her adulthood but also please remember that Kom is like a fictional character in a silly comic book

I will be talking both about the in-universe narrative that developed over time and the way it developed out of order in real time

okay let's get into it

their family dynamic honestly isn't super complicated but it is really interesting. the narrative sets Kory and Kom up as the scapegoat vs. the golden child (which is funny bc Kory is...the golden girl. goldie. etc.), Kom is also the black sheep of the family for obvious reasons, and Ryand'r is just lost in the shuffle which, as far as I understand, is pretty common for the third child in this kind of family dynamic.

Kom was set up for failure. a pretty important city, the city of Kysarr, was destroyed by the Citadel. the only source I can find on this is from Who's Who volume 2 (which is misattributed on her wiki as v. 1 #13, when it's v. 2 #13, but I'm banned from editing the wiki so whatever they'll just have to live with the mistake):

[image text: Komand'r was the eldest child of Tamaran's royal family, and the first princess born in almost a century. As such she should have been courted and showered with honors, but Komand'r was instead reviled. On the day of her birth, the dreaded Citadel Empire attacked and destroyed the western Tamaranean city of Kysarr and Killed three thousand citizens in her name. Due to no fault of her own, Komand'r was for all time inextricably linked with Tamaran's day of infamy.]

now, this destruction of Kysarr is not included in her or Kory's backgrounds in any comic, so this is something that's thrown into the continuity in 1991 and never spoken of again because it's in a total throw away comic. BUT that's exactly what makes it so interesting. so, let's go into this with the retcon context that Kom's day of birth was marked with destruction and this, alongside her disability, made her parents consider setting her aside as heir and having another kid (who would have previously been the spare, if Kom hadn't been "sickly" when she was born, as Kory says in The Tales of the New Teen Titans #4).

(as an aside: this profile on Kom also says that Myand'r is like a puppet ruler, which is not quite accurate, so we might also take this added Komand'r seasoning with a pinch of salt)

so, with this added context, we could see maybe why Kom would hold so much resentment toward her younger sister. Kory, being the golden child, is both aware of her parents treatment toward her disabled older sister and misunderstands it.

[The Tales of the New Teen Titans #4]

so, Kory says that "even when [they] were children the differences between [them] were so very apparent" but neglects to say why those differences may have been so apparent. she also says that "those were such happy days for [her]" and that there's one thing she could do that Kom couldn't, which is: fly. Kom can't fly. she has never been able to fly. in the page above, you can see Kory flying with her mother while her father watches and just below that, we can infer that the contrail in the distance behind Kom is either Kory or their mother, Luand'r.

can you see, maybe, why Kom would hate Kory? it's not Kory's fault. their parents literally pit them against each other because they're not good parents. it's clear from this alone that Myand'r and Luand'r are neglectful parents and even if they aren't neglecting Komand'r on purpose they are neglecting her in favor of Kory. so, Kom starts to escalate her abuse toward Kory in a bid for their attention and to ensure that Kory is as miserable as possible. Kom is forcing Kory to atone for the sins of the father (and mother) because in her child mind, Kory is the source of all her problems and if she can eliminate her or, at the very least, make her miserable, Kom can again gain the approval and love of their parents. it's unclear if she ever had this to begin with but she wants it so bad.

and, in turn, Kory wants her sister's love more than anything when they're children. it doesn't matter that Komand'r is abusive and will do whatever she can to make Kory's life hell, Kory wants her sister to be a sister to her. (any of you that have siblings know that sibling relationships are very rarely nice growing up, though, so Kory is striving for something that might not even be possible if Kom was like loved and cherished by their parents)

Raven quite literally asks Kory if their parents favored her over Kom and she kind of hand waves it away with a "well not in the beginning" which is like. such a golden child thing to say. they didn't care for her before she betrayed Tamaran, which is pretty clear from Kory's whole narrative up to this point, and what's the core of the why of the matter? Kom couldn't be their perfect paragon of a Tamaranean princess and she couldn't complete the image of a perfect Tamaranean royal family. which is very obvious if you read all her appearances and then read the second Tamaran arc where Myand'r uses Kory as a bargaining chip. if Komand'r had not been disabled, she would have been that very same bargaining chip, but because she's disabled she is then pushed away, punished for her disability, made into the scapegoat for an entire planet, and eventually begins to buy into that and becomes like a really bad fucking person, right?

it's like a self-fulfilling prophecy.

and then Ryand'r is just like. there.

literally, he's just there. we get this one glimpse of him (which is a hard maybe because this kid is never named) in New Teen Titans v1. #3 and then we don't see him again until 1982 when he is a literal infant:

that's a baby.

we meet full grown Ryand'r in New Teen Titans Annual #1 (love annuals) where it's revealed that he's alive! which is funny because I think most people forgot he even existed considering the last time they saw him he was like. an infant.

he does it in the funniest way possible and just pops out of the jungle after Kory curbstomped their sister. like. okay. you didn't want to, like, help your older sister who you most definitely don't remember because you had not gained sentience yet as you were busy being under a year old when she left the planet to train. I guess I wouldn't get involved either idk.

so, Kory, for some reason, believed Kom when she said Ryand'r KILLED THEIR PARENTS and then is like oh damn you're alive and you didn't kill them? that's cool I guess.

so, I'm going to go out on a limb here and say that no one in this family has a real relationship with Ryand'r because Kory 1. believes this absolute lie their very obvious liar of an older sister made up and 2. is also surprised to not only see him alive but to see him as an adult and that just doesn't scream "I care about my younger brother and think about him when we are not together".

(also, ryan's age doesn't quite add up, considering Kory and Kom are the right ages but he's like...an adult...and not a preteen. like. sure. and no do not go "but time passes differently on tamaran" because in-universe it most certainly does not pass any differently because Marv Wolfman, like me, does not care to calculate time differences between planets)

so between Kory being surprised that he's alive and Kom making up whatever she wants about him I think that we could say that there's no real relationship between the siblings. like I said earlier, Ryand'r is just lost in the shuffle and like at the first sight of trouble he peaces out and leaves the planet. he's done this like as much as Kory has peaced out from Earth when she needs a break. this has, I think, impeded his ability to like truly form a relationship with Tamaran and his people because he's just neglected by everyone. there isn't a lot of info on his childhood and from the way we see his parents deal with his sisters, we might be able to come to the conclusion that he was also pretty much left to his own devices.

which is sad but nothing egregious happened to him in childhood. when he was older, he was also experimented on by the Psions and gained like the ability to burn people and things with his hands in a different way than Kom and Kory can (starbolts vs. thermal emissions) and that's like hugely traumatic and kind of binds him to his siblings in that way. is that every explored, though? no, it's not.

in Ryand'r's appearances that take place in the 90s and early 2000s (which is the last time he appears for a really long time), every time he appears it's to call Kory for help. one of these times he also asks her to help him commit genocide. so. just let that sink in. he's mostly just a plot device in later years and outside of his scant character development in the original Omega Men run he just doesn't to be an interesting character with a place in the dynamic of his family.

#can y'all tell my family has a weird dynamic or what #i've been click clacking away for like two hours on this i love it #starfire #blackfire #koriand'r #komand'r #kom and kory's dynamic is also interesting in the n52 but it's not nearly as fleshed out #so there just isn't much to talk about #i can talk more later. but i am tired now lol #thank u for the compliments and the question <3

[via-the-ghoul]

Anyways here’s some concepts for how some currently not in Gen3 characters could fit into the universe part 2

Wydowna Spider

Ok, so first of all, Weberella, her super hero alter ego, is just straight up real now. She actually is a super-hero, protecting monsters from the forces of evil. However, no one knows her secret identity as high school girl Wydowna Spider. It’s tough, but with her multiple arms she can juggle both lives… until this new supervillain threatening Monster High might be too big for her to handle. So Clawdeen, Ghoulia, Spectra, and Frankie, who have figured all of this out somehow, decide to become superheroes to help her!

Isi Dawndancer

A popular eektok dancer who also does little explanation videos on her Potawatomi culture (which also informs her dances). Cleo adores her videos, but just can’t understand why Isi does all of this anonymously (oh yeah she usually wears a mask so people don’t know her identity). So after Isi transfers to Monster High and Cleo somehow finds out she’s the eekdok dancer Cleo… reveals her identity. After this, Isi starts getting a bunch of attention she doesn’t want, from the paparazzi, to racist people. Isi understandably, once having a moment of peace, confronts Cleo and reveals that she genuinely doesn’t want to be in the spotlight. Cleo apologizes, deletes the video, and casts a curse to remove Isi’s identity from everyone but herself and Isi.

Jackson and Holt

They shift based on if it’s night or day again, and due to school like being nocturnal, Holt is the main one now. Jackson is a teen inventor who made a teleporter so he could go to human school while Holt was at Monster High, and both of them use fake last names for obvious reasons. IDK what Jackson’s is but Holt’s is literally just “Hide” and it works. I don’t have any specific episode ideas other than Clawdeen having to try and hide Jackson’s existence from Bloodgood after some weird specific mishap with an invention or something.

Elissabat

A new up and coming boovie-star that Dracula and Draculaura enjoy. So when she transfers to the school, Draculaura immediately wants to befriend her. The issue is that Elissabat and Lala’s personalities just… don’t click. They just don’t get along well. Draculaura is freaked out by this, worried that Elissabat will put a bad name for her out there in the world, and she won’t be able to chase her dreams. This causes distress, and Elissabat reveals that while they may not get along, Drac shouldn’t jump to conclusions on what Elissabat will do to her image… after Frankie and Clawdeen reveal all this to her out of fear for Drac. Elissabat doesn’t really interact with others all that much, so she couldn’t really tell what was going on. Maybe a later episode could be about her terrible social skills?

#not all that proud of Elissa’s but #via #via rambles #monster high #wydowna spider #isi dawndancer #cleo de nile #jackson jekyll #holt hyde #elissabat #draculaura

[bingwriterxo]

Why do I feel like reader comes from a family very much into the high arts and like her great great grandfather was an English aristocrat who helped found a museum for something 😂😂 I can just imagine Tara being invited to readers parents house and after dinner takes a stroll through the small picture gallery that is above the staircase and Tara just like “well you did not get your good looks from him” and then readers brother (who is a typical 12 year old like “yeah she got it from dad”

Dad’s family is even less flattering 😂😂

but Tara meeting readers parents and them absolutely loving how doting and sweet Tara is to her daughter. And readers dad like “so Tara what do you and reader do?”

Tara: I usually watch reader while she does her tours

readers dad: but that’s so boring

Readers mom: oh how sweet!! I use to watch your father while he gave his tours at the museum!

R AND TARA BEING A MIRROR IMAGE OF R’S PARENTS IS SO CUTE

also the implication that R’s mom would then be the tara of their relationship, so super simpy, wanting to jump R’s dad’s bones, etc.

and R’s dad is where R got the slow, cliche romance from

#ask #museum tara

[vostok3-ka]

15 Questions for 15 Friends

Thank you so much for tagging me @vivelarevolution13. So lovely of you!!!!!

Are you named after anyone? >>> Yeah! I'm named after one of the most loved and strong historical women in Arab and Muslim history, the wife of the Prophet peace be upon him, Aisha. She was known to be very lively and lovely, and was incredibly clever and loved to have fun. In my culture we believe that naming a baby gives them some of the characteristics of the person or thing they are named after, and I really hope that's true, because she was an awesome woman.

When was the last time you cried? >>> Last time I cried was when praying for Gaza. Half of my family are either Jordanian-Palestinian, or Palestinian and when I see pictures of little children being hungry and frightened I can very easily image my siblings or little cousins in their place. It is only a border-line that separates us, and I could easily have been from Gaza. So yeah, I was quite upset.

Do you have kids? >>> No, but would love to someday, really would.

What sports do you play/have you played? >>> The first sport I ever did was Taekwondo as a little kid, I loved it but stopped when I got the blue belt due to life circumstances, before starting riding lessons. That went on for a few months and I was so happy. I loved it so much, but the prices became higher so I had to stop and was very sad about it. Then I did Brazilian Jiu Jitsu for a few years, and stopped when I got my grey and black belt. Then I did swimming, and stopped after around a year and a half, then I started archery about nearly two years ago, which I am still doing, and I absolutely adore it. I compete amateurly, and it is super fun. I also do kickboxing, have been doing so for a year, and it's such a good sport and I enjoy it so much!

Do you use sarcasm? >>> I don't really. Got told off by my mother too many times for using it that I only do sometimes, and lightly now.

What’s the first thing you notice about people? >>> Their eyes. And their cheeks, if they dimple. I just find both really pretty!

What’s your eye color? >>> Amber/Golden-lightish brown? Not really sure but between light brown and amber.

Scary movies or happy endings? >>> Happy endings! I prefer tragic endings that leave me nearly gasping in emotion, but I do NOT like horror unless it's gothic/existential without any jump scares.

Any talents? >>> I am not sure honestly? Writing I suppose? I am a little uncomfortable with calling what I can do talent, I think I'm quite your average Joe or however the phrase goes ;) I do think I sometimes write some alright poetry though!

Where were you born? >>> In the Gulf of the Middle East. My family are expats so I wasn't born in the Levant!

What are your hobbies? >>> Archery, Kickboxing, Writing both poetry and prose, reading, and occasionally playing video games. My favourite book by far is Catch-22 and my favourite video games would have to be either S.T.A.L.K.E.R. or Metro 2033

Do you have any pets? >>> I used to have a dog when I was really little, then some fish, then some cats, then a hamster, and then a bunny, then a parrot and then a cat, and now I currently have none!

How tall are you? >>> 172cm

Favorite subject in school? >>> Literature, WWII History and Psychology

Dream job? >>> Humanitarian or Army medic. I would love to be able to help people in warzones, and I get bored really easily so a high stress job would be perfect for me. I would also really like to be a firefighter or a detective.

I had so much fun answering these, and would like to no-pressure tag @writethewolvesaway @bbyboybucket @sadeyedlady-writes and @catcoffeeenjoyer !!

#tag game

[auroroaka]

The End is Nigh progress!

Here are my current stats! I just achieved 100% today because I finished up Super Mega Cart. I really enjoy the carts in this game, I love the visual style, the bit sized style, it just feels so good to do a round of 10 rooms and then practice until you can do them deathless! The main game is also incredibly fun, I had so much finding the secrets throughout the game, the game feels so alive, it plays so nicely. It's just so much fun!

Here's my current progress in the carts. I got some great things done today. I started off by finishing up Acceptance, that is one of the first long form consistency tests I've done and it was so much fun, I really enjoyed practicing and learning everything up to it. And then world 5 is such a beautifully done sight read challenge. I absolutely love odd asynchronous cycles and taking my time to analyze them ahead of time. My first run in world 5 ended in the final row at the top row when I tried to jump over a ghost that was simply too high for me to go over. It was a rough death but it didn't hurt because I was confident in my ability to get back there and that the road back there would be a lot of fun. I also spent probably 20 mins just staring at the ghosts figuring them out and it was super rewarding. Also world 4 is beautifully designed gameplay for messing with your nerves, those balloon platforms along with the time pressure are brilliant but world 4 is definitely the easiest to execute, I love how nerves impact it. My second time to world 5 I died on 5-2 by jumping the gun on a ghost, my third time returning to world 5 would be my successful attempt. I went through it far faster than I thought I would. My lovely girlfriend Lucy who has done everything in the game aside from Dead God, gave me some great advice. It was along the lines of "keep going and stop when you have to" I interpreted it as, moving forward being the default, which is kind of an aggressive playstyle which feels good to play with. Lucy is such a great source of help for difficult games. She gave me so much great advice for both of my Cave Story 3 HP runs, one being on hard mode in Cave Story +, she taught me how to make the undead core fight way more manageable. Regular core was so difficult in that.

I also completed Scab or Die deathless! Also don't be fooled this is not a photo taken with my phone, the game has a really good CRT filter for the carts. This was so fun to learn and do deathless, I love the cycle strat I came up with for 3, the muscle memory for the drops in 4 felt so nice. I found a fast but safe platform cycle on 5. 6 is definitely the hardest room but Lucy had a great idea that she came up for it, in that room you have to deal with spikes coming up from the floor and receding at a rhythm and jumping up and making progress without dying requires precise timing but she found a great strategy. You basically take advantage of the game's coyote time (time after walking off the ground where you are still allowed to jump despite not being on the floor) and it makes it much easier however it is still incredibly difficult. 7 I found a cute strat where I can be safer doing something more precise. I have to try avoiding touching a block but if I hit the block there's no punishment since you can just return to the previous screen and reset the room. 9 was a great room to learn, though I died there once. And then this image I posted, this is the final screen, I died once by running into the pit at the start, it was silly, I didn't die to that room after I respawned. But I preserved and eventually I got back there and beat screen 10 without dying to it elsewhere, I cut some gaps really close but I did it! I'm looking forward to completing the rest of what's there to do in this game. I really like The End is Nigh cart, im excited to do that deathless. Thank you for reading! I wish you a very nice day!

#FluffyRoaka

[separatist-apologist]

I want to know more about Ivy and Tamlin's son, they give me girlboss x malewife energy for some reason

His name was Alexander but honestly we need to crowd source a better name like Finn or Cillian or something. I'm feeling very Irish when it comes to Tamlin's dumbass son.

Lucien and Tamlin have never made up. If you remember in CIWYWT, he says some pretty rude shit and Elain slaps in him in the face while Eris is jumping up and down in the background in his "#1 Big Brother" shirt". Eris truly was living his best life hanging out with Elain back then

He's got four sons and Alexander was the oldest. He's grumpy about it because he does not want to be High Lord, just like his dad. He's given a war band and sent for training so when he emerges into adulthood, he's more soldier than anything.

He's also the spitting image of his dad- blonde hair, green eyed, tanned etc etc (all the things we liked about Tamlin in book 1)

He prefers his music to anything but never gets to play

And there is a four court grudge agains his family after what went down between Feyre/Tamlin. Night, Day, Autumn, and Winter do not like Spring and Alexander feels judged by this unfair association.

And Ivy very obviously doesn't like him either. Her, Winter Court daughter, and Nyx are all very tight as future heirs. Alexander is often included in these meetings and the teasing/taunting/outright cruelty makes him quiet and brooding. It's a game especially for Nyx to see if he can't make those claws pop out

Ivy is no better but more cutting with her words. She's the kind of foe Alexander isn't good at fighting and she knows it. He avoids her as best he can because he feels stupid around her and Ivy, for her part, barely thinks about him at all.

Lucien needs to go to Spring Court. There is a band of humans who have become particularly problematic for Spring, destroying villages after brutally killing everyone living within them. Helion isnt the only High Lord concerned about what this might mean, especially when it seems like magic is involved. Lucien knows Spring best.

he brings his daughter because she needs to learn diplomacy even when she doesn't like someone.

Tamlin is like, why doesn't Alexander take Ivy to some of the villages while we hammer out the details of aid. Ivy is practicing diplomacy so she smiles and Alexander is like OH NO SHES HOT

So they go and are immediately captured by humans because they can't stop squabbling for even five seconds to pay attention.

The humans torture her and that's when the bond very conveniently snaps into place for them. Say what you will about me, but never say I'm not a messy bitch

Outraged, both with the cauldron AND that someone is touching his mate, Alexander gets them out of that underground fortress but now they're on their own and hampered by faebane in the mountains. Ivy is also in like, not super good shape.

Not that it stops her from bossing him around the entire time while he's hiking up the mountains, carrying her piggy-back style on his back.

She's made a lot of assumptions about him. Shes like, I'm not giving up Day Court for you. I hope you know that. I don't want to be some boring ass man's wife. And he's like, fine with me, I always wanted to be a stay at home dad anyway. He's like, I want to keep bees and play my fiddle and you'd know that if you'd even tried to get to know me.

Ivy is like, we have a ton of bees in Day Court. My brother has a poison garden and the bees LOVE IT

Alexander is like "*aol dial up noises what have I gotten myself into*"

By the time they return to Pyrthian, dirty and bruised and beaten up, they're like, you know what? Hell yeah. Let's do this.

Lucien is like, what the fuck do you mean MATES?

Elain pokes him hard in the ribs as she gestures for the wary blonde. She's like, I heard you like bees. Let me show you to the garden

#luciens brain is also: aol dial up noises #he comes around #but not before causing a few problems on purpose for tamlin #just because he can

[smileygoth]

Hellcheer at Redwood - Part Three (Stranger Things / AHS 1984)

Part One Part Two

This is where it all kicks off, and Eddie and Chrissy get tangled up in all the serial killer shenanigans. But before that there's time for a little heart-to-heart ...

Gonna stress again that I am not super familiar with the plot of AHS 1984 so I may have taken some liberties. Please don't come for me, this is just for fun!

Word count: 3,050 words.

Image courtesy of FX.

CW: mentions of drug use, murder, eating disorder, mention of a factual serial killer, major spoilers for AHS: 1984.

Part Three

The din that woke Eddie an hour or so later was so loud and chaotic that he was on his feet and looking for the threat before he had even fully remembered where he was. At first he thought that he was home in the trailer and someone had broken in, or Uncle Wayne had fallen. He jumped up, bashing his head on the bunk above, fell down again cursing, and rolled sideways off of the bed and onto his feet, still clutching his bruised head. Then he heard the high-pitched screaming and babble of voices and he didn’t know what to think. Finally he managed to blink the sleep from his eyes and look around to see the interior of the wooden cabin, and the crowd of rain-soaked teenagers that was huddled just inside the door. Now that he was awake he could hear heavy rain drumming on the roof of the cabin.

“What the fuck, guys?” he grumbled. “What’s going on?”

Brooke turned to face him. “The Night Stalker,” she sobbed. “He’s here. He followed me. He attacked me by the lake!”

“It’s not the Night Stalker, it’s Mr Jingles,” Chet protested. “We found a dead guy behind the showers, his ear was cut off – just like in the stories!”

“No!” Brooke cried. “The Night Stalker is here, I saw him! He was this close!” She put her hand up in front of her face. Eddie could see it trembling from across the room.

“So we have two serial killers in the camp, is that what we’re saying?” Montana spluttered. “Come on, that’s crazy.”

“I know what I saw,” Brooke snapped.

Eddie gaped at them, his mind struggling to comprehend all this at once. Eventually he spluttered: “Wha … uh … Who was the dead guy?”

“That doesn’t matter right now,” Xavier snapped sharply. “And it doesn’t matter how many killers are here, all that matters is that we get the hell out of here right now! Before anyone else dies!”

“I’m with him,” Trevor nodded. “Let’s just get away and we can let the cops worry about the details.”

Chrissy was standing to one side, her arms wrapped around her damp jacket, shivering and looking hopelessly lost. Eddie saw this and crossed over to her, stripping off his jacket to drape it across her shoulders. She shot him a grateful look and leaned into him. He left his arm around her, as much as to comfort himself as to comfort her.

“Okay,” Xavier was saying. “I have my van, it’s parked up by the gate.” He paused and looked around. “I’m not sure I can fit everyone in it though.”

“I have my car,” Rita said. “I just need to get my keys from the infirmary.”

“Keys!” Xavier clutched his head and grimaced. “Shit! They’re in my bag and it’s in the girls’ cabin!”

“Why is your bag in the girls’ cabin?” Eddie asked.

Xavier shot him a dark look. “Because the weed was also in my bag,” he replied, “Which we were smoking in the girls’ cabin. Is this really the time to start policing Margaret’s stupid-ass rules?”

“Okay, man,” Eddie held up his hands in surrender. “Whatever, it’s cool.”

“What about the hiker?” Brooke cried suddenly.

“What hiker?” Eddie asked.

“We hit a hiker on the way into camp,” Brooke explained. “We brought him with us and took him to the infirmary -”

“He’s fine, we barely scratched him,” Xavier cut in.

“- But when I went to check on him he was gone,” Brooke finished. “That’s where I was coming from when … when …”

“Okay, let’s split into groups,” Rita suggested. “One group with Xavier to go get the keys to his van, one group with me to go get the keys to my car, and one group to go find the hiker.”

“We’ll look for the hiker,” Chrissy said quickly.

Eddie glanced down at her in surprise, and she dug her elbow into his ribs. “Oh – yeah, we can do that,” he agreed.

Rita looked at them and nodded. “Okay,” she said. “Ten minutes, and then if you’re not at the gate when we’re ready to go, you’re on your own. Clear?”

“Crystal,” Eddie replied with a frown. Releasing Chrissy, he looked around the cabin, finding raincoats and torches for the two of them while the others split themselves into groups. Nobody volunteered to go with them, for which he was secretly thankful. This all seemed really crazy to him, and if it hadn’t been for Chrissy standing with them, looking terrified, he’d have said they’d all just smoked too much weed or something.

He handed Chrissy a raincoat, and she took it gratefully, giving him back his own jacket. “Thanks,” she said quietly while the others bickered. “I mean I’m already soaked, but at least I won’t get any wetter. That rain came down really fast.”

“I guess it does that out here,” Eddie replied as he shrugged back into his jacket and then pulled the raincoat on over the top. Chrissy peeled off her soaking denim jacket and pulled the raincoat on in its place. Though he averted his eyes, Eddie couldn’t help but notice how her white shirt clung to her skin. Don’t be a perv, Eddie, he thought.

The groups decided, they all poured out of the cabin into the rainy night, armed with torches and not much else. Keeping the torches off for now, Xavier’s group split off right away toward the rest of the cabins while Rita’s group, Eddie and Chrissy made their way down to the rest of the camp. As they neared the infirmary, Eddie and Chrissy carried on while the others took the path up to the building.

“Where should we start looking?” Chrissy asked.

Eddie shrugged. “I guess … I mean if I woke up in the infirmary and wanted to get out of here, I’d just head straight to the road. It’s not that far.” He indicated the path they were standing on, which led down into the small valley they were in and then rose up in a gentle incline toward the camp gates and the road. “But in this rain, and not using our torches, I really don’t like our chances of finding him.”

Chrissy nodded. “I know. But we have to try, right?”

“Sure.” They set a slow pace walking along the path, trying to stay alert for any movement in the trees around them. With the rain clattering through the branches and pummelling their hoods, it was an impossible task. Eddie thought back to what the others had been saying about there being not one, but two killers in the camp, and edged a little closer to Chrissy. If they were right, and one of the killers spotted them, they’d have no time to see or hear him coming.

“You know,” Chrissy said suddenly, “We don’t even know what this hiker looks like.”

Eddie stared at her. “Wait – you don’t either? So even if we do find him, how will he know he’s not one of the killers?”

Chrissy frowned and thought. “Well, Mr Jingles has keys …”

“And the Night Stalker’s like, all into Satan and stuff,” Eddie added. “I don’t guess he’ll have like, a pentagram carved into his forehead or anything, but …”

“Oh, and Brooke told me earlier that the hiker looks like a beat-up 70s hippy,” Chrissy went on.

Eddie chuckled. “Never heard of a hippy serial killer,” he remarked. “Oh wait, no … the Manson Family.”

Chrissy shot him a glare. “Are you trying to scare me?”

Abashed, Eddie gave her an apologetic smile. “Sorry.”

They walked in silence for a little while, the crunch of their feet on the loose ground completely lost in the sound of the rain. Eddie’s hands tightened around the torch that he was carrying under his raincoat to protect it from the rain. He’d never wanted anything as badly as he wanted to turn on his damn torch right now. It was so dark, and all they could hear was rain. He felt like a sitting duck.

Eventually Chrissy broke the silence. “We should have asked someone to come with us,” she said. Her voice sounded shaky and afraid.

The words popped out of Eddie’s mouth before he’s even had time to consider them. “What, like Xavier?”

Chrissy looked at him oddly. “No,” she replied. “He’s looking for his keys, remember? Anyway, why did you say it like that?”

Eddie shrugged and looked away. “I don’t know. You two looked like you were into each other back at the cabin earlier.” Now he was glad for the darkness, because his cheeks were burning. He felt like an idiot for mentioning it, but it was like he’d opened the floodgates – he couldn’t seem to stop the words coming out.

Chrissy frowned. “I don’t know about that,” she replied. “He’s handsome, sure, but he’s a little too old for me. I should probably stick to guys my own age.”

Eddie nodded. He wanted to say more, but he didn’t trust his voice to come out right. He was feeling a torrent of emotions – shame at having made the assumption about her; a smug satisfaction that she wasn’t into the pretty boy; a cautious hope when she’d said she wanted someone her own age; and near paralysing fear of what she might say if he were to … No. Probably safer not to. Besides, I’m not into cheerleaders. And cheerleaders definitely aren’t into me.

They walked in silence for a bit longer. As they reached the end of the path, the camp gate coming into view along with the vehicles parked just before it, the rain stopped. It happened strangely all at once, with it seeming to give one last little burst of energy before exhausting itself and trickling to a stop. Chrissy pushed back her hood and looked up with a smile that made Eddie’s heart do an awkward flip in his chest. Ah shit. He groaned inwardly. I’m into her. This is not going to end well for me.

He pushed his own hood back and gestured to the trees. “Maybe we should circle back through the woods,” he said. “In case the hiker tried to cut through and got stuck.”

Chrissy cast a longing glance at the gate, but nodded. “Yeah, okay.”

They plunged into the treeline, making a rough diagonal line in the direction of the infirmary. Eddie almost instantly regretted his suggestion – every single move they made through the undergrowth sounded deafening to his ears, plus it was much harder going than walking the path. They hadn’t gotten very far and he was about to suggest they go back to the path when Chrissy started talking.

“I lied earlier,” she said.

He stopped and turned to look at her. “About what?”

“My backstory.”

It took him a moment to understand what she was talking about. “Oh … hey, you don’t have to -”

“No, I’d like to,” she said. “I guess I feel like I can trust you?” Her voice turned up at the end, making it a question.

He smiled. “Of course you can trust me.”

Chrissy smiled back, then sat down on a fallen log. Eddie sat next to her, ignoring the dampness seeping through the seat of his jeans. “I act like I have this perfect life,” Chrissy said, “Because that’s what everyone expects of me. But the truth is … It’s not really what I want. My mom used to be a cheerleader when she was in high school, so she expected me to be one too. She spends so much time on it, making me practice my cheers, making sure my uniform fits just right, driving me to games and practices … And my dad, he did really well at school so he expects me to do well too. So he’s always on my case about my grades, making sure I’m studying … It’s like they’ve already decided exactly how my life’s going to be and they scrutinise everything.”

She gave a heavy sigh and looked down at her hands, that were clasped tightly in her lap. Eddie hesitated, then put his arm around her. “Sounds rough,” he commiserated.

“That’s not all.” Chrissy took a deep breath, wringing her hands so tightly together that her knuckles turned white. “I, uh … I put on a little weight over the winter last year, and my mom was really mad about it.”

“Really?” Eddie blurted. “She was mad about that?”

Chrissy nodded. “She said I looked like a pig.”

Eddie gaped at her. “Seriously? What a bitch!”

“Eddie,” she said reproachfully. “That’s my mom.”

“Yeah, but … Sorry. Go on.”

Chrissy swallowed. “Well, she kept going on and on about diets and exercise and how I had to slim down so I’d look good for the football season, and nothing was working, so I … I started making myself throw up after meals …” Her eyes glittered with tears. “And now I can’t stop. It’s like I have to do it or I feel like this big, ugly whale. I don’t know how to explain it …”

“Hey, it’s okay,” Eddie murmured, pulling her close for a hug. “You don’t have to explain it.”

“I’m sorry, I know it’s gross,” Chrissy whimpered, gulping back tears.

“It’s not gross and you don’t have to be ashamed of it,” Eddie insisted. “Look, I don’t really know anything about this sort of thing, but … If there’s anything I can do to help … Even if you just need someone to talk to, you know?”

Chrissy looked up at him, her eyes searching his. “Thank you,” she whispered. “No one’s ever just … been nice to me, like -” Whatever she was going to say next was lost as she burst into tears. She slipped her arms around Eddie and hugged him back, her head resting on his shoulder, and cried. He held her, stroking her back and muttering soothing nonsense into her ear. “It’s okay, Chrissy, I got you, I’m here …”

She smelled like rain and faded perfume, and her hair had dried enough under the hood that it was soft against his cheek. She felt so small in his arms, but warm, and he felt an electric thrill run through him as her arms tightened around him. He wondered if she could feel the way his heart was thundering in his chest. He felt a little guilty enjoying having her so close when she was so upset, but it was nice to be doing something to help her.

Her sobs quietened down a little, but she didn’t break the hug, so neither did he. His mind wandered, thinking about what she’d said, how she’d always appeared to be this perfect preppy little girl with everything under control. Looks can be deceiving, Eds, you know that. His heart ached for her. Sure, compared to some people – himself included – she had it easy. But she was struggling, and really suffering, and he hated that. He especially hated that nobody seemed to have noticed or cared. That really sucked.

His thoughts were interrupted by the sharp snap of a twig. He froze, his hands holding Chrissy tighter. “Sssh,” he hissed in her ear.

She stiffened. “What-”

“Sssh. Don’t move.”

His eyes scanned the forest around them, looking for the source of the sound. It was still so dark, though, and he could barely see ten feet in front of them. Then his ears caught another sound – a soft metallic jingle. His blood turned to ice in his veins. A moment later he saw the beam of a torch floating through the trees, and behind it the gleam of a wet raincoat.

Chrissy turned to see what he was looking at, and her breath drew in sharply. She clapped a hand over her mouth.

The tall, stocky figure was making his way through the trees with a surprising amount of stealth. The only sounds he seemed to be making, other than the occasional snap of a twig, was the jingling noise. As he drew closer they could make out the glimmer of the keys hanging from his belt. Eddie tensed, ready to dive to the ground or run if the torch beam turned in their direction. But the figure kept going past them, in the vague direction of camp. For a brief moment his face turned toward them, and they saw the torchlight reflected in his glasses, giving him the momentary appearance of some tall beast with glowing eyes.

Then he passed by. As he disappeared into the woods, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

“Was that … Mr Jingles?” Chrissy breathed.

“I think so,” Eddie whispered. “We should get out of here. The others should be at the gate by now, right?”

“God, I hope so,” Chrissy whispered back.

He grabbed her hand and they crept back through the trees as quietly as they could. Again, to Eddie’s ears their movement sounded deafening, and he expected any moment to be illuminated by torchlight as Mr Jingles turned back and caught up to them. But it never happened. After what seemed like an eternity of stumbling through the woods they found the path and got to the gate to the camp.

No one else was there.

“Shit,” Eddie cursed, raising his hands to his head and tugging on his hair. “Shit, shit shit. Where are they? It must be way over ten minutes by now!”

“You don’t think they … got into trouble?” Chrissy said reluctantly.

Eddie looked at her, then back down the path toward camp. “Oh God,” he groaned. “Mr Jingles.”

“We have to warn them,” Chrissy cried.

Eddie winced. “Ah … God dammit … Yeah, I know.” He shoved his hands into the pockets of his raincoat, fighting the urge to take a swing at nothing. This is a really, really bad idea, Eds.

Then Chrissy held out her hand to him. “Eddie, come on!”

That did it. “Jesus H Christ,” he muttered, exasperated. Still, he reached out and put his hand in hers. She pulled, and he followed, and together they ran back down the path into the camp as fast as their feet would move them.

#eddie and chrissy #eddie munson #eddie stranger things #munson #stranger things #fanfic #what if #eddie munson fanfic #american horror story #ahs 1984 #80s #1980s #camp redwood #cody fern #slashers #slasher movies #slasher fandom #hellcheer #eddie x chrissy #edissy #munningham

[violetfoxviolarose]

N.E.R.D.S.: Ruby x Heathcliff OTP Prompt

A quick response to this prompt I found online. Credits go to whoever coined this prompt, I found it as an image and can't find the OP. *shrugs*

I like Ruby x Heathcliff. Their arc is friends to enemies to neutral/friends again in the books, so I personally could see them going from friends to lovers after the point the books canonically end. I think Heathcliff as a character would be fun to redeem. I know he technically got that in the books, but he just kinda decided to be . . . not bad. Which is cool and all, but I imagine when you learn you've acted as a super villain for the past year and a half or so, you'd have a lot of unpacking to do in general (go directly to therapy, do not pass Go, do not collect $200).

Ruby as well. In the first book she thought she killed Heathcliff after she shoved him off of a cliff. Granted, he was doing evil shit at that point, but can you imagine how awful that whole situation would be?? Yeah, Ruby definitely has that as baggage, as well as baggage that one would expect from a former close friend trying to take over/destroy the world. And when she starts to develop feelings for Heathcliff in high school? Drama ensues. She definitely likes him, but doesn't know how to process the feelings she has towards him. And my headcanon is that Heathcliff is a huge softie that's madly in love with her. It's a fun and cute dynamic, in my opinion, even if it is mostly based on headcanon.

Anyway, here's the prompt. Enjoy guys!

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An air of silence fell over the two of them as they continued to walk, leaves crunching under their feet as they did so. Heathcliff glanced over at Ruby and saw the finest red tinge forming across her face. She refused to make eye contact, and stared at the ground, fidgeting with a coil of her hair. He also noticed a small set of bumps forming on her neck. In spite of himself, Heathcliff grinned.

"Are . . . Are you blushing?" he incredulously asked. Ruby jerked her head up suddenly, looking like a deer caught in headlights. The tinge darkened.

"What? No," she said dismissively, looking away again. Heathcliff quietly scoffed. He knew better, but couldn't help himself with what he said next.

"Did I get the ever-stoic, hardcore, badass Ruby to blush??" he teased, giving Ruby a gentle poke in her side.

"No, you didn't," she said harshly, still not making eye contact. "It's . . . It's the cold," she finished. She kicked a rock out of the way and watched it bounce off the sidewalk and down the street.

"Huh," he said, eyes looking up at the gray, cloudy sky. "So, it's the cold, and not the fact that I just told you 'you're face is freaking adorable and I bet the rest of you is too?'"

He glanced over at Ruby with sparkling eyes. Ruby was beside herself, face now quite red. Her arms were crossed and she was doing her best (not very well) to act like Heathcliff wasn't there. She rolled her eyes.

"N . . . No," she squeaked, her voice jumping up an octave higher than usual. She cringed, covering her mouth in embarrassment. She turned away once again, her confident posture crumpling into a foreign one of mortification.

Heathcliff let out a loud laugh and draped his left arm over Ruby's shoulders. He drew himself closer to her.

"Well if it's the cold, then I should probably help keep you warm, right?" he asked. Ruby was silent for a few moments, face still quite pink.

"You're so nice to me, it's making me sick," was her only reply. She seemed a bit cross with him, but didn't make any move to break away from me. "Literally. I'm breaking out under my jacket."

"You deserve it," Heathcliff sighed. "Me being nice to you! Not you getting sick, or whatever!" he awkwardly clarified. "Geez that sounds awfully stuck up of me to say, isn't it . . . ?" he finished, trailing off. Ruby rolled her eyes again, a small smile appearing on her face.

"Er, ahem," Heathcliff awkwardly cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you break out. I . . . I didn't even know that was still a thing. Like, with the prophylaxis and whatnot."

"I mean, I still have allergies," Ruby explained. "They're just less serious now. But they can still flare if I'm exposed to an allergen. And one of my allergens happens to be . . ."

Ruby fell silent, turning pink again.

"Me? My teasing? A crush on me? Love??""

"Shut up," mumbled Ruby. "Just . . . Shut up. Please."

Heathcliff snickered. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'll stop bugging you," he told her.

They walked in silence for a while. Heathcliff fully expected Ruby to pull away, but she didn't. She stayed right by his side the entire time. After a while, he looked over at her, trying to catch her eye. When she finally turned to look at him, he slid his left arm off her shoulder and took her hand into his.

"Damn," he commented. "Your hand is really cold." He cradled it gently, trying to warm it as best as he could. Ruby went pink, yet again, but looked at Heathcliff.

"See? I told you it was the cold," she said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"Should've said something sooner," Heathcliff told her caringly.

Ruby grumbled something in reply. Heathcliff didn't quite catch what it was, but he didn't really mind. He squeezed her hand tighter absentmindedly. A couple of seconds later, Ruby returned the squeeze. An autumn wind struck them from behind, causing both of them to shiver, and the two of them huddled closer together as they continued their walk back home.

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#fanfiction #fanfic #N.E.R.D.S #n.e.r.d.s #headcanon #headcanons #high school headcanons #nerds headcanons #flash fic #fluff #ruby x heathcliff #ruby peet #heathcliff hodges #romance #my otp <3 #otp #otp headcanons #t h e m

[twistednuns]

March 2024

My class is in a confidence/conflict training at the moment and I loved what the trainer said about how to deal with annoying people and information. I needed to hear that: stand up straight and look them in the eye. And don't believe everything you hear.

Du hast den geilsten Arsch der Welt - I found a postcard with this line on my desk in the classroom. I was about to be flattered when I noted the little addition "mich" at the bottom. Fun.

The lady who stopped me on the street just to tell me that she loved my outfit. It's quite pathetic how simple it is to lift someone's mood. I wanna pay more compliments, too. I'd really love to adopt a more positive focus!

Browsing Sephora and &otherstories with Margit. Food, cinnamon buns and a very interesting play at Residenztheater, Prima Facie. I loved when she hung up disgusting/intimidating portraits of old, white men during the court scene. Impressive.

MONKI tahin. The highlight of every breakfast for a while now.

Visiting Ralf in Jena. He picked me up from the train station and I felt at ease immediately. The whole weekend was very relaxed, close, beautiful. We are very good together. I loved lying around on the dock by the river in Paradies park - the first real outdoor session this spring. Talking about everything. Cuddling and getting to know each other in his apartment. Playing the piano together. Finally revisiting the planetarium. I met his friends Jona and Steve at a small concert. The next day, he dragged me up a hill. We enjoyed the view, then shot at a beer can with bow and arrow. We stopped at a cafe and walked back down. I walked 32000 steps that weekend!

A two-day English language teacher training about creative methods. I really enjoyed being the student for a change. I need to go back to school myself in one way or another.

Buying sourdough bread and a chocolate croissant at manufactum during my lunch break. A friendly interaction with two other customers.

Vietnamese food followed by a massage.

Turning a game of chess around. I won - even though I'd made a grave mistake early on and lost my Queen.

A yin and yang pattern on my freshly brewed coffee.

Seeing some if my stained glassware lined up in the dishwasher. Such pretty colours!

Another long talk with the osteopath about kinks, energy, addiction. I found out he used to be a Lindy Hop instructor and NEED to befriend him now. I also loved how my body felt after the session. I had a cup of coffee at 4pm: great strategy - felt super energized in yoga class! Is there a connection? I loved my low pain / high energy level that day.

Inspiration: writing and illustrating a children's book (found a cute know-it-all book the other day) and founding an online business (listened to one of Christina's Holistic CEO podcast episodes).

Listening to music by Iniko.

Preparing a treasure map for Lian's birthday party.

Heike's surprising rap part in Joyful Joyful.

Buying a big stack of boxes at IKEA. I'm kinda looking forward to organizing my basement compartment now.

Schmand.

Interacting with the little ones in my role as Earth Demon. Mara looking me straight in the face saying "I've seen you somewhere... I KNOW you!" Talking to Ale, meeting Tommy. Getting along fine with Jessy. Retreating to functioning mode but transitioning into a very relaxed night with Christian, Tobi, Tommy and Charlie the cat (who kept jumping on my lap, demanding affection). I had a fit of shivers and C. helped me stay grounded. Felt unreal. Sleeping it off. Meeting the gang again at 4am. Cooking for everyone the next day. And reconnecting with C. After a bad week. He shared his emotions and thoughts with me, said: "WHEN we're vibing we're vibing extremely hard." Sex was intense. He shook my hand afterwards and congratulated me for being part of his most intense sexual experience so far. He tried affirmation porn on me, calling me his Goddess. Mentioned my beautiful face and promised to always be there for me.

A mental image I might have to turn into an actual painting: Nina Hagen dragging me forwards as my inner heroine and Mara holding me back as my little demon because it's not safe to step ahead.

Letting my fingertips run over C's head and face in surprising patterns to the rhythm of the music. He said it felt like a little spider spinning a neuronal network.

My body doing the work for me. I didn't feel like going to Pub Quiz and I actually fell asleep that evening and had to excuse myself after waking up too late.

People staring at me in the morning. Or rather, looking at me as if I'm the most interesting person they've seen that day.

A new haircut! It's layered and light and I have lovely face-framing pieces now.

Buying a strawberry-ice-cream-coloured T-shirt. And Lagerfeld-esque aviator sunglasses. And nail polish in a deep, dark, golden bronze. Just in case.

Thinking about my goals for 2024. The ones that's really help me progress. The scary ones.

A women's Tantra circle at Rote Mondin (a magical yurt right in the middle of the city, next to the train tracks). I noticed how much time I'm spending in masculine energy, and how much easier it often is for me to be "one of the dudes". I felt an impulse to learn more about Tantra and finally read the book I've had for months now. And afterwards, Simone came up to me and asked me about my community in Munich, and electronic music. My gaydar was on, rightfully so. A nice connection.

Unearthing delicious green pesto from my freezer. Thank you, me from the past.

Finally putting on a sweater after having endured the cold for far too long.

Trying out for the solo part in Joyful Joyful. Improving so much in the second round.

Feli sent me a few stickers her friends have made of her. I put one on my water bottle!

Listening to inspiring podcasts in the car.

Smelling of Georg's laundry detergent after our osteopathy sessions.

Wearing yellow.

Being more relaxed at work. I LOVE having two days off now, it makes such a big difference.

Exchanging gifs of our "astral bodies" with Ralf when we wanted to cuddle but were so far apart. His was a proud unicorn with a rainbow mane, mine a cheeky cat. Of course.

Dill pickles.

Building two nifty shelf units for the basement. Starting to unpack all the boxes of art supplies I brought from my old school. It already looks like an art studio or store down there. But I didn't have the energy to declutter yet. There is still so much stuff I don't need. Donate, sell, gift. My mission for next week.

Affluence.

Cuddle movie night at Luna's. Finally seeing Burner friends again after a longer hiatus. Getting freaky with Robert. Playfights, petting Heinrich's cat personality, floating on the K cloud.

Cheering up C in the morning. Going to Anatolian brunch with Luna, Patri, David, Tobi, Lukas and Jazz. Afterwards we went to a pop-up plant sale and I had to advise everyone after they'd found out that I'm a crazy plant lady. Returning to Filzhof with Tobi, ordering pizza and playing a board game together.

What happens to me every few years: I hear the first notes of Madonna's Frozen which reminds me of how fascinating I find the song.

Feeling C's sparkly fire energy inside of me. Simply telling him to "enjoy". Helping him out with identifying the holes in his personality.

Yoga Sunday with Lucie. Meeting her husband Gerald. Dancing and shaking to the beat of the drums with my eyes closed. doTERRA essential oils in Wild Orange and a grounding blend. Drinking infused water, playing with an orange. Singing together, harmonizing. Enjoying the movement and my strength. Falling asleep immediately during the break. Blueberry cake. Feeling all the muscles between my ribs the next day. Waking up to their song in my head: I am the light of my soul, I am beautiful, I am bountiful, I am bliss, I am I am.

Accidentally creating a twinset when I bought a shirt in exactly the same shade of soft green as a cardigan I already had.

Talking with my students about war, stereotypes, human rights and asylum.

Solving a conflict with communication instead of passive aggression.

Feeling snackish. Eating a bunch of raw vegetables with tzatziki. Healthy, crunchy, delicious.

Finally finishing my review for 2023.

Reading Leonora Carrington's biography. I'm so inspired - and I'm realising that I've always been a Surrealism fangirl.

Buying a comfortable bra that actually fits me and gives my boobs a nice shape. What a rarity.

Seeing the fluffy orange neighbour cat for the first time after the winter. And sitting outside on the balcony chair for the first time, too!

Starting to read The Perfectionist's Guide to Losing Control - I felt seen and couldn't put it down.

Seeing Pictures of an Exhibition by Mussorgsky in Gasteig HP8 with my class. It was a lovely concert - with little acts and explanations in-between!

A short trip to Valencia with my bestie. First and foremost, we LOVED the aromatic smell of the orange blossoms everywhere. We noticed it for the first time on our first night, walking over a deserted plaza in the rain. It followed us on our strolls through the city. Walking through the Central Market one morning, there were even more interesting smells. All the fresh fruit and baked goods... So rich! / A cat sleeping in the sunshine behind a homeless man. A dude wearing a red bandana and wide-leg pants. / Taking lots of picture of orange trees instead of the architecture. Creating a photo-love-story of Sash and her food. Modeling my autumn colour outfit in front of an orange wall. / Walking through Ruzafa. Discovering interesting art galleries, used book stores, vintage shops. When I entered Kowalski Cosas Bellas Artes I immediately knew I was in danger zone. So many interesting things to discover! I had such a lovely conversation (in Spanish!!) with the owner and he recommended lots of his favourite museums, bars and restaurants in the area. / Angel numbers following me around as I go, glitter on the floor leading the way. / Warm soft-bake cookies with dark chocolate, walnuts and sea salt. Iced latte. Hot ramen noodle soup with the perfect miso egg. / Cycling through the impressive Ciudad de las Artes y las Ciencias. The Science Museum was super interesting. I learned a lot about space travel and human genetics. And, my favourite thing: watching little chicklets hatching! They looked exhausted but kept hacking at their siblings. Such a special thing to witness! / Touching the Mediterranean. Ice-cream by the sea. How I love a good 180° ocean view. / After the little Surrealism exhibition, we walked through a park and I saw a gorgeous cat cuddling up to a lady on a bench. They both found a friend that afternoon! / Really good interior design and architecture - well, Valencia was the European Capital of Design in 2022 and it shows. We stayed in Casa Clarita, an art hotel designed by Jaime Hayon. / Too much shopping. The Nice Things store. Crush gallery. Vintage stores. / Palm trees against old brick walls. / Inspiring art. Little paintings by Alberto Porta (Zush). / Agua de Valencia in a glass almost as big as my head. We fell asleep early that evening. Strong stuff. / Spending a lot of time with Sash for a change. We don't see each other often anymore but it's nice that we still click. Oh, and finding out that she is a Manifesting Generator, too! Power couple. //

An adorable selfie of Christian and Mara. Felt a little jealous!

Going on a trip down south with Christian and Lian. First we stopped at Chiemsee where we threw gifts for my mum in the water. C. threw a coloured egg, introducing himself to my mum and wishing her Happy Easter. He told her that he is with me now. I brought her crystals and a bunch of flowers, a big orange rose in the middle. I attached a little feather and incense to it and released everything to the water. A fragrant little boat. I sent a few tears after it, they merged with the lake water. I told her I missed her and that I'm so much like her - more and more as time passes. Afterwards we visited C.'s friend and "spirit guide" Gyan who actually reminded me a lot of my mother. A wise older man with a lust for life and a rich past. We ate his delicious apple marzipan and walnut cake with a big dollop of cream. Then we went on a walk down to the river and threw big stones into the water. On the way back, we collected wild garlic and I made pesto which we ate with spaghetti. A beautiful afternoon.

#personal #present perfect #things i love #march #2024 #march 2024

[roseblancheenfleurs]

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Yandere Enigma X Female Reader Beta

Part -2

Tags:#Yandere #omegaverse #nsfw #straight

Warning ⚠️⚠️⚠️

NSFW content, straight Omegaverse, slight degradation, general yandere behaviour, fluff, dark, lying, breeding kink, kidnapping, mention of suicide a bit.. probably will edit later while writing

Recommended to read at late night away from parents eyes thank you 🙇🏽‍♀️

You still remember, just somedays ago reading a abo universe novel about the anti hero Lucifer De La Cruz who went crazy after losing his lover Y/n who had same as you to death and burned the world to death in the end. Pretty messed up.

But the math ain't mathing.

Because you are y/n dating Zen a normal person not some bigwig like Lucifer De La Cruz, Enigma.

So what's exactly happening here? There are someone else with the same name , but this is not reality so the theory is not that convincing though or but you are alive and the Enigma should appear after your death the only one existing Enigma.

"I guess I am finally crazy" You exclaimed thinking all that on half way to feed yourself a spoon of scrambled eggs.

"you were one from the start" Your bestie says while eating her third serving.

Suddenly....

The Chief Director comes in cafeteria and announces that the new president will be visiting them.

"Wow! Girl we can now see an real life Enigma" She jumps in excitement.

But it worries you because you are not that aware of the plot.

The novel was given to you by the librarian who shared the ending spoiler with you that the Lucifer destroys the whole world with himself mourning for his lover.

And you have only read the first chapter which was all about y/n's funeral.

And in the novel world there is always one person with one name unless the author mentions and there was you .

"Shit", You cursed under your breathe, what if it was like you caught Lucifer's eyes who snatches you from your boyfriend and then you ended yourself due to his sick obsession. Somehow you managed to gulp down a lump standing in the front row to welcome the new president.

You are on the highest post just after the Chief and your bestie the assistant.

You tried to lower your head as low as possible not let him see your face as you heard the strong footsteps of the leather shoes. The sound grew louder and closer.. then quieter and further" nothing happened!" You thought.

For the rest of the day, really nothing happened like always you worked on your assigned project and at end of the shift you were on the way to home.

Not wanting to go back. The way he acted today and yesterday was giving a slight suffocation to you.

You changed your route. Instead going to the apartment you went Tara's home to freshen up a bit and texted your boyfriend about not coming back and staying at your friend's today. It was instantly read but not replied back he left you on seen for the first time.

"Everything is weird today ", you mumble out .

Time skip

You don't know how did you end up here?

In the club wearing super hot outfit making everyone else checking you out.

High split, Maxi completely backless you felt exposed.

Image doesn't belong to me

Accustomed to dress like a traditional nerd, it feels really weird.

Half an hour ago, you reached at your bestie 's apartment who dragged you to club in attempt to make your boyfriend jealous. She also sent him your picture in that outfit.

You continued to act to sip the daiquiri which not even touching your lips.

You glanced at your watch, she has told you stay here atleast for 2 hours then she will take you to her house.

There is still 15 minutes left, you sighed.

Tara came jumping near you "are you having fun?"

"You think so" You look at her with a worn out face you extrovert battery is going down.

You turned away your face again sipping on the glass.

"Damn, look that guy is hot!" She exclaims

You were not interested a bit. So didn't respond .

Until she grabs your face and makes you look at the person and your eyes felt like rolling out of your socket.

Griseous Hair tied in a loose tail, dressed in all black

3 buttons of the upper part open explosing the hard chest it was... It was...

"ZEN!" It's your boyfriend leaving his house husband get up today it's his mood to knock off people by his hot look.

Your scream managed to get the attention of the whole room he made his way towards you .

"Damn I would have believed you to be joking if he had not made his way towards you."She says in an awe.

He stood infront of you with a smile that you have been missing from past 24 hours.

He take your hand in his attempts to place kiss but gets flicked on the forehead.

And you got pulled in a hug. It's Tara hugging you possesively telling your boyfriend

"I don't intend to leave girl in the hands of an idiot who doesn't give attention to his girlfriend"

You eye her to stop, who listens anyway.

"You didn't even explained yourself when my bestie asked you acting like those bitchy concubines of the Chinese harem dramas" now you regret telling her about last night.

If only you could dig hole and hide yourself.

You grabbed her mouth before she could spout more nonsense.

And your too good boyfriend seemed to didn't mind a bit instead he just laughed it off.

"I know how much of bad boyfriend I am that's why I came here to take any punishment and spend time with my girlfriend"

"Isn't his smile too suspicious" you thought

"Nah not buying it my dear ex brother in law, I am finding a new fine one for her because her current one is too old, rusty" She managed to take of your hand.

"How about we do a give and take deal, I give you my friend to be your tonight's date and you give my bun back" He talked like a professional business man .

"Nah still not, we have motto sisters before bastards" She turned away her face.

"First take a glance of him" He signalled for a guy with a tanned skin and black hair a little more buff than him.

"I am sold, she flat for these type of guys" you waited for your bestie 's awaited betrayal not feeling yourself in the hug anymore.

And your boyfriend standing smirking.

"So what about now sister in law?" he emphasised the last part.

You took a glance at your bestie who was suffering the side affect of being single for too much of time, she was drooling.

"Um I said bastards, if he is your friend then he is certainly ... Not one, may I borrow him? "

"Yah sure he is yours tonight"

You saw that traitor going round and round with her boy who responded just the way she likes forgetting you here.

This time your boyfriend tried to start a conversation and you avoided it in anger.

After sometime as 2 hours ended you went out by yourself gulping down the full glass of the drink ignoring your boyfriend who followed behind.

Again another silent night passed you skipped your breakfast by going out in early morning.

Again sitting at your desk with Tara you are confused.

Today is your doctor's appointment?!

Hey guys this is Ira/Irene I thought to end it by two parts by it's not ending though, trying 🙂,may be it would end in 4-5 parts.

Don't be shy to comment and critique but please be a bit mindful about the words.

Comments are necessary for me to improve more as I am new at it.

Love ya all .

#beta reader #breeding k1nk #one happy family #artists on tumblr #yander x reader #yandere #female reader #Yandere Enigma X Female Reader Beta #dark urge #fluff

[mysteriesofmarcy]

#3: The First Temple

If you remember, I missed a few weeks since then unfortunately, but last time was True Colors -- the one everybody and their mother loves! That means we're into the episodes now that are absolutely PERFECT!!! And this one is this high because the whole temple was specifically designed for the Best Character Ever to absolutely shine!

I don't need to gush about how awesome Marcy is at this point -- I did dedicate this entire blog to her -- but come on, if you don't absolutely LOVE Marcy, your heart is not working right.

Anyway. Let's go through the parts.

The beginning kinda picked up where the last episode left off. Kind of an awkward scene, but it needed to be. Just because we have a super fun episode doesn't mean we can't or shouldn't have a serious beginning; in fact it was a good thing, as it juxtaposed the rest of the episode and set up the main conflict. There were times when the conflict got to be a bit much, especially after they had been arguing for so long only to not come to an agreement to work together for the duration of the dangerous temple, but overall it added to the episode.

Then the ride to the temple. Specifically Hop Pop's ride to the temple. It's subtle, but the fact that Marcy's books rode on top instead of Hop Pop shows off Marcy's carelessness in planning for the details of the trip. But I appreciate how she remembered how uncomfortable he was and gave him a "Hop Pocket" for the next temple and for the trip to Newtopia (oddly enough, he wasn't riding in it for the third temple, but he was riding on top while Joe carried Frobo with his feet).

Speaking of subtle comparisons between the temple episodes, as I was looking at the image galleries for this post, I noticed the backgrounds. The brain temple was vibrant and green. The heart temple was icy and blue. And the strength temple was fiery and red.

Next, the Rubik's Cube test. While it's true that Marcy zoning in on the cube made it difficult for her friends to, you know, survive the room, it's also true that that seems to be what the temple wanted. The temples always want you to do something stupid in the first challenge, whether it be tuning everything else out completely, throwing away your coat in the arctic, or running down a path filled with deadly creatures jumping up to eat you, with lava on both sides.

Then, the color test. The red tiles were death by fire (like the lava at the third temple), the blue tiles were death by crushing (like the avalanche at the second temple), and the green tiles were safe (like the relative safety of the first temple). Interesting how the temple chose to make it a two person test -- almost as if it knew what was going on between Anne and Hop Pop.

And the last test: Flipwart. The last test of each temple always involves a deeper aspect of the surface quality that got you there in the first place: for brains it was wisdom and humility, for heart it was responsibility, and for strength it was persistence.

And the very end: charging the stone. The outhouse, like every other aspect of this temple, was proof that looks can be deceiving. The outhouse initially looked like... well, an outhouse, the first room initially looked like a dead end, the second room initially looked like a dance floor, and the third room initially looked like a giant game of flipwart. Which now that I think about it, this could be foreshadowing that Marcy, the one who looked like the sweetest and most innocent of the group, was actually the one who got them stranded in Amphibia on purpose.

And then the very very end in Andrias's palace. Obviously this was meant to be foreshadowing The Core. But I'm going to talk about what Andrias said here:

The prophecy is coming undone, my lord. Soon we will have our revenge!

Obviously he is referring to the Olm prophecy. But which one? At first it seems he is referring to the one shown in the journal:

Three stars burning bright

Come from beyond to expel the night

Should they fight or embrace the fall

Their choice will determine all

This prophecy would come undone if the humans left for earth without "expelling the night."

As usual, I have a slightly different interpretation. Andrias refers to the prophecy that the box will return one day. This prophecy would also come undone if the humans managed to charge all three stones and send themselves back to earth.

It's also possible these two prophecies are one and the same. I don't think so because the one above doesn't even mention the box. But on the other hand, it DOES mention strangers "com[ing] from beyond," and the primary known method of dimensional travel in this universe is the box. (The portal that opened up in Dr. Frakes' lab counts as being caused by the box, and Andrias wasn't aware of that anyway.)

The other aspect is revenge: at first, it sounds like Andrias and his lord want revenge on Anne or Marcy for some reason. But, say it with me now, I have a slightly different interpretation. Andrias's revenge is not so much against someone as it is for The Core and its unquenchable thirst for conquest.

And... that's the note the episode ended on! I'll conclude with two observations I came to as I was writing this post:

All three temple episodes are similar in more ways than I initially realized

And every single scene in this episode was not what it seemed at first glance

This was one of the BEST episodes in the whole show because it gave our BEST GIRL her biggest chance to "shin[e] bright!"

(P.S. Sorry for taking so long to finish this one. Life has gotten in the way recently and this was a pretty big episode to write about. I had started writing this post after the last one, but I didn't finish it until today.)

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