#but I'm still a bit stuck in the loop of ''if I do anything wrong in my mind I have to confess to my parents''

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

:/

#prayer request #just... some mental stuff and sin issues that I am perfectly capable of working through #but I'm still a bit stuck in the loop of ''if I do anything wrong in my mind I have to confess to my parents'' #like... no I'm in my 20s now I don't have to self report on everything. I can handle it myself with self control prayer and repentance #I KNOW THIS. I just spent so long depending on my parents for emotional absolution that I get stuck in it #anyway. yeah pray for me?? #idk how to explain it but yeah. I have slipped into some bad/sinful habits mentally lately? and got hit with it this week #so. yeah

[xoxoamyas]

party of our own

rating : suggestive themes towards the end [ 16+ ], fluff leaning, petnames used on reader [ toots and sweetcheeks ], jealous schlatt

jschlatt x gn!reader

☆ in which you're at a party with schlatt and things don't go as planned. at least you get a kiss out of it? <3

note : i don't usually write for schlatt, so i hope that you enjoy !

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[ Prompts : 53. a breathy demand: “kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond + 62. sneaking away to a hidden corner to share a secretive kiss ]

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Parties weren't usually your forte.

Schlatt had been invited to one, getting a plus one in the process, and ultimately, you ended up tagging along. You weren't sure how the party would go, considering you didn't usually bother with them.

As you mostly stuck to Schlatt's side, you were fairly quiet compared to the music that blasted through speakers. Grown adults acting like teenagers as some either danced along, shouted drunkenly over the music, or nursed their -likely alcoholic- drinks. Or all three at once.

You were starting to get antsy from where you stood besides Schlatt, who had been talking to one of his friends. You hadn't paid much mind, focusing mostly on trying to tune out the stimulating music so effectively, your entire surroundings. That was done mostly by either looking around the area nonstop or at Schlatt like you're in a daze of awe.

He hadn't dressed up too nice, just in a casual outfit. But his hair was put up into that one bun that would usually make your heart skip a beat. Suddenly, you’re ready to be done with everything happening around you. You moved one of your hands, your finger looping around one of the belt loops to Schlatt’s jeans with a slight tug. A silent notion to get his attention and essentially say that you’re getting fairly bored and ready to go home, or at least leave the place.

Schlatt simply tries to wave the motion off, having moved one of his arms to wrap around you and rest a hand on the small of your back. It was clear he hadn’t gotten your message, but at least he gave you some form of physical attention.

It takes a while before you do anything else, having just leaned against his side a bit for support until the guy he's conversing with finally walks away. You hadn't been listening to whatever he said his excuse was, so you paid the guy no mind.

“What's wrong, toots?” Schlatt suddenly asks, voice low in your ear as he had leaned over just slightly to whisper to you. It made some shivers run down your spine, but you played it off by moving to hold your arms as you leaned against him.

“I'm ready to go, baby.” You spoke in a tone equal to his, as you moved your head to look at him more properly.

“If you want to head out, then go. I've got some other friends I need to catch up with.” He slightly grunted moving to remove himself from you so that you could easily move. The action only served to make you frown as you moved to hold onto his shirt with one of your hands.

“I thought we were going to hang out tonight, though.” You tilted your head just slightly, watching as Schlatt sighed and nodded. He glanced around for a moment before placing his hands along your waist.

“And we can still hang out, just later at home, m'kay sweetcheeks?” He raised a brow in question, though it was obvious it wasn't fully up to debate. You knew you had a choice to stay or wait for later, though. It just went unsaid.

“I can wait for you to be done.” You ultimately decide, which makes Schlatt frown for a moment but ultimately nods and agrees.

In an instant, you have to bite your tongue to hold back verbal disagreement as his hands are removed from your body. You just let him, mostly continuing to stick to his side as he moves on to talk with another friend.

Of course, you don't stay by his side for much longer. Straying off a bit to see if they had any water or soda that wasn't doused with alcohol in it. The kitchen has an island counter with a couple shamelessly making out on it, making your face twist up in discomfort.

Your look for soda proved successful, grabbing a solo cup that had been left untouched and poured yourself some soda from the bottle. Ignoring the sounds from the couple, you just move on with yourself, solo cup of soda in hand as you found a place to sit in that had been relatively clean. Which just happened to be a vacant loveseat that was actually more comfortable than it looked.

You sat there for the better half of an hour, slowly sipping your soda and letting time pass. Someone had joined you at some point on the loveseat, some girl who was definitely under the influence of something with how comfortable she was just talking and leaning against you.

At some point, Schlatt had finished talking with some of the guys at the party. He'd set out on a search for you, only to eventually find some girl practically trying to size you up. Of course, you were oblivious as ever to her futile attempts whatsoever.

“Hey, who's your new friend?” He asks as he steps along your side of the loveseat, his hand resting along the back of it in a near tense manner. He loves the way you look at him when you tilt your head back to see his own face properly.

The girl doesn't seem put off by his words or tone of voice, simply smiling in a doped out manner. She simply squeezed your arm with a wink before getting up and walking off to find somebody else to bug.

Seeing the action alone made something in Schlatt short circuit. Momentarily, he considers going after the girl before realizing how it would look if he tried to argue or fight with her. Instead, he just huffs air through his nose and proceeds to yank you up from the loveseat, uncaring of the small sound of surprise that came from you. He hadn't been listening to what you said, anyway.

“Kiss me,” He demanded in a low tone, suddenly uncaring of just how public they were. Schlatt needed the reassurance that something like that hadn't torn your feelings from him, even if it was a minor thing.

“Right now?” You ask in a surprised tone, completely caught off guard by the sudden switch he had. It was almost hard to understand, not initially realizing where this newfound disquiet mixed with agitation came from.

“Right now.” Schlatt slightly grumbled out, one of his hands moving to wrap around your waist in order to pull you closer. You don't let him kiss you, placing your hand over his mouth and effectively separating where your lips would have connected.

Your nerves crawled over you, making you glance around at the other party people. You knew your relationship wasn't a secret, but it wasn't entirely public, either, considering Schlatt liked to keep the relationship to one another.

Anybody could recognize him in some way.

You grasp one of his hands into yours and move to walk, guiding him away from the practical centre of the party. Finding a way to a staircase that led up, taking the flight with him easily following behind you. It was easy to tell the bedrooms of the house were off limits, or just in use, so you took a moment to spot the bathroom.

You hardly have enough time to get a word out when the door clicked shut, suddenly having been pinned. Schlatt’s arms were on either side of your body, effectively keeping you in place. You hadn't even heard the click of the lock as your eyes remained on his.

“Don’t make me say it again.” Schlatt had a slight grumble to his tone, clearly wanting that kiss without too much work from his end. He just wanted this for reaffirmation that you were still his.

Your hands found their ways to his face, cupping his cheeks, and you leaned in and pressed your lips against his. Practically holding your breath as you felt the hairs of his moustache against your own upper lip a fair amount. Your hands going over the mutton chops he had, having refused to get rid of them on multiple occasions, as you held more of his jaw than anything else for now.

The moment of what seemed to be intimacy remained, though Schlatt was quick to take charge without hesitation. He had moved you with ease, making it so you sat atop the sink counter as he kissed you without hesitation. He ends up catching you off guard with a pinch to your side, making you let out a slight sound of protest to which he uses as an entry way for his tongue into your mouth.

You two essentially stayed there and made-out, both now near uncaring of the party and the music downstairs. It was nice, you had to admit, the way he kissed you almost feverishly. It wasn't often that it happened, but when it did, it always made those butterflies soar high in your chest.

When the kiss finally seems like it's done, you're both catching your breaths, Schlatt’s forehead pressed against your own. Before you could wiggle out of his grasp to get down, he clicks his tongue with a tisk. The sound made you automatically pause yourself as you looked at him attentively.

“Did I say we were done, toots?” He uses a low tone that sends shivers down your spine. You slowly shake your head no, feeling yourself freeze when one of his hands finds it spot along your neck.

“Everybody at the party's gonna know who you belong to.”

#amyas writes #x reader #fluff #jschlatt #schlatt #jschlatt fluff #schlatt fluff #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n #schlatt x reader #schlatt x you #schlatt x y/n

[dotster001]

hi i got a request for grim ( Platonic ) where the reader and grim get stuck in a time loop and just have fun because the day ( or whatever far you want it to go ) will reset

so its just reader and grim having fun <3

( ofc you dont have to do this <3) (ofc it doesnt have to be grim it can be another characters )

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A/N: I know you were trying to be helpful, but it is the funniest thing to me that you linked a definition to platonic for an aro-ace 😂

Unresolved

"Come to bed. The Great Grim needs cuddles!" Your kitty friend pouted from the bed.

You bit your lip. You had to pack, tomorrow Crowley was sending you home. But you were leaving Grimmy behind….

"I'm coming," you said with a smile, getting into bed, and snuggling him close to your chest, letting his soft purrs help you drift off.

It felt like moments and your alarm was going off.

"Don't get up yet,"Grim groaned, and you gently scratched behind his ears.

"If I don't, the headmage will keep me here for another year. You know how he is."

He grimaced and rubbed his eyes, and you reached for your packed bag….

Which wasn't there.

"Grim?"

"Hm?" He responded tiredly, continuing to rub his eyes.

"Nothing," no use worrying him. He already had a lot on his mind. You didn't have much packed anyway, so you quickly gathered your things and made your way to Crowley's office.

He was sipping coffee, and looked very confused by your presence.

"Perfect? Did we have an appointment?"

"Yes. You're supposed to send me home today."

Crowley burst into laughter. "Silly, silly prefect. That's tomorrow, remember?"

You stared at him, then looked to Grim.

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely."

You looked at your phone, and immediately dropped it in shock.

"It's yesterday!"

"Prefect?" If you could see his eyebrows, you could guess Crowley was raising one of them.

"Nothing," you muttered. "I'll see you tomorrow, sorry for the confusion."

You quickly scooped up Grim and took him outside.

"Grim, it's still yesterday."

"Huh?"

"Look!" You showed him your phone screen, proudly displaying yesterday's date.

"I'm not doing the same classes again," Grim said with an eye roll. Which was soon replaced with a grin. "We should go to the town!"

"But-"

"Y/N, you leave tomorrow, right? So let's enjoy this extra day together!"

You couldn't say no to that. You owed him that much, considering he now had an extra day with him.

"Alright."

You spent the day on town, eating treats, buying Grim gifts, playing games in the arcade. At the end of the day, your kitty companion was sleepy, so you took him home, tucked him in, and snuggled in for the night.

Your alarm went off, and this time you checked the date.

"It's the same day," you muttered to Grim, and sure enough, the things you had bought yesterday were gone.

"We should go to the beach today!" He squealed excitedly, bounding from the bed before you could say anything.

….

It had been the equivalent of a week of the same day.  You were concerned. Grim was not.

"Grimmy, aren't you worried about this time loop thing?"

"Nope! I'm selfish, and it means you'll stay with me longer!" He giggled unashamedly.

You rolled your eyes, continuing your internet search, "How to End A Time Loop."

Most of the search results implied there was something unresolved that you needed to figure out. There was one search result, however, that discussed the possibility of someone's unique magic manipulating time. The trouble with that response was that no one but you and Grim seemed to be the only ones who knew what was going on.

You immediately smacked your forehead.

"Grimmy? Is something wrong?"

"Hmm?" He asked through a mouthful of spaghetti.

"Is there something bothering you?" 

He tilted his head thoughtfully before shoving another forkful of spaghetti into his mouth.

"Nope."

The next morning you woke yourself earlier than the alarm, and made some cookies, setting a plate full of them, and a glass of milk on a tray. 

You gently shook Grim awake and giggled as he squealed in excitement over the cookies.

He started shoving them in his mouth, two at a time, and you sat gently next to him, scratching his head.

"Grim, what's wrong?"

He froze, and after a moment too long of silence, he looked up at you with teary eyes.

"You're going to leave me when tomorrow comes. And I know you have to go but…"

"But?"

"I wanna go with you," he whispered.

"I thought you wanted to be a great mage."

"I did, but…you're my family. I'd rather be with you."

"Why didn't you just tell me?"

He glared at you. "I'm not stupid. I knew you'd tell me to stay here. But I ain't got no one else! And without you, what's the point of being a great mage."

He placed a hand on his hip, and snickered.

"Besides, you need me to protect you!"

You smiled softly. "If I said you could come with me, you'd be okay never coming back?"

He nodded aggressively, his eyes filling with hope.

"Okay Grim, if you're sure-" he cut you off with a hug.

That night, you packed your bags like usual, but this time, another person was packing alongside you. This time, when you set your alarm, another person had the appointment with you.

And when you woke up to go home the next morning, it was the next day.

#twisted wonderland #3k followers #twst grim

[lol-jackles]

tumblr /jenmishperceiver/747567018487726080/i-think-if-anything-put-the-final-nail-in-the> I've seen this assumption before and imo it's spin: Jensen said repeatedly that he told the group he wanted to think about the script, went home TO HIS WIFE and said he was uncomfortable, who then suggested calling Kripke, ect // In all the retellings, I've never actually seen it said Jensen fought with the writers OR EVEN TOLD THEM and Jared he was uncomfortable until AFTER he'd changed his mind to agreed

Bitter Destiel shippers are those kinds of people who fall for IRS telephone scams.

You're correct, Jensen never said in any of his retellings that he fought with writers nor did he tell them or Jared he's having a hard time "digesting" until AFTER he talked to Kripke and was convinced by Kripke that "Carry On" was the right ending for fans. You know, the real fans who watch the show for what it really is: Sam's hero journey with his beloved brother, Dean.

That said, while you're correct that it's Jensen's job to sell the concept, he has also been pitching a Dean-led spinoff for years. Remember his "dream" (X) that he pitched during the SPN press junket?   I didn’t side-eye his PCA campaigns or his pursuit for Dean-centric storylines, but I did raise my eyebrows at his ballsy move to publicly pitch his post-Sam projects in front of Jared and Misha. What does the jenmishperciever's Anon say about that? Hummm?

Actors are always pitching their project ideas, they're just a bit more subtle about it. I'm certain Jensen had hoped the "dream" would catch on with the fans and they would campaign for it. Except not even AAs were down with the idea. Casual fans even less so. Lucky for you I saved the screenshot from the article:

Reading through jenmishperciever's Anon's self-soothing fanfiction is like watching bread grow old right before your eyes; same delusions we've seen for the past 12 years. Blame Jared for playing Sam who was in the way of a fake fetish ship from becoming canon that Less than 1% of the SPN audience ships. Said Jared's drunken arrest (I refuse to call it a bar fight, it was a group hug gone wrong) could have threaten the ENTIRE filming of the SPN final season while ignoring Anthony Starr's drunken arrest, which by the Anon's logic, would have threaten the ENTIRE filming of The Boys.

Lol they still pretend to believe that Kripke gave the SPN rights to Jensen when Kripke is SUEING WB over profit participation over SPN.

The only thing Jensen cared about with his SPN spinoff was lens crafting, which was why The Winchesters was a Shein version of an AU fanfic. Remember when Jensen told TW cast “don’t fuck it up for me”? After 15-20 years, Jensen is used to lead actors/Jareds doing the heavy lifting in carrying the show and being leader of the cast and crew and he benefitted from the sweet spot as #2 on the call sheet i.e. the good guy who is friends with everyone.

If Jensen keeps trying to be in charge of SPN projects, SPN fans’ reaction is going to be the same as today Marvel fanboys’ reaction every time they hear Kevin Feige’s name: “What did you did do this time you Son of a Bitch!? What train did you derail this time?”

Since Supernatural ended 4 years ago, the bitter Destiel hellers and AAs are stuck in a time loop of step 1 through 4 of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression). S tep 5 is acceptance, which is long delayed due to Jared’s continue success i.e. Walker in it's 4th season and #1 scripted show for CW.

#anti destiel

[afewproblems]

sorry i’m still stuck on cheater eddie, just wondering how you think things would play out after that? like you said, I can’t see steve forgiving eddie after that but personally would love to see eddie realize how much he messed up

(Based on this post)

Oh, I think Eddie would know immediately that he screwed up. He did call the next day with some semblance of a plan to talk to Steve, to try and explain himself, apologize as best as he could.

Unfortunately the internet works just a bit faster than Eddie realized. It's a minor story on the entertainment channels, Corroded Coffin only recently became public figures again for the first time in ten years, but it's still looping every hour on the hour.

The band is upset, obviously; Gareth won't talk to him and Jeff follows Eddie with the stink eye wherever he goes. Grant lectures him for an hour before shaking his head and leaving the room, but he hasn't brought it up since.

Robin calls Eddie almost immediately and tears him a new one, he has to hold the phone away from his ear for most of it. It's harsh, she spews her vitriol and calls him a coward, that he couldn't have loved Steve as much as he claimed to if he went and stuck his dick in someone else.

He wants to argue the latter, but she hangs up on him before he can get the chance.

The home phone in Eddie and Steve's Chicago apartment rings and rings the first three times he calls before finally going directly to voicemail on the fourth.

The worst is Wayne though.

It's a day after Robin's call, he asks about the papers -there's a laugh in his voice as he does. Eddie had been no stranger to tabloid claims before, in fact Eddie kept the National Enquierer Bat Boy clipping and framed it, but there are quite a few articles this time.

All about the same photo.

So Wayne calls, with that gentle, confident, laugh in his voice because they've really done it this time.

"You see The Star Ed? Absolutely ridiculous. Have you kids talked to your agent about all these stories yet?"

"Wayne--"

"I mean this is just silly, I bet your boy found it hilarious!" The words crackle with static as Wayne laughs into the receiver, "is he there? It's spring break for him now right?"

Eddie clutches the phone in sweaty shaking fingers, his heart climbs up his throat as he tries to find his voice.

"Wayne, I," he swallows harshly and scrubs a ringed hand over his face, "I messed up".

There's a pause on the other end of the line, as though the call cut out, but Eddie can still hear his uncle breathing.

"Eddie, you didn't..." Wayne says softly, almost in a whisper, "tell me you didn't..."

"I don't know what to do," Eddie blurts out, his breathing picks up, "he won't talk to me, my band won't talk to me, I fucked up, I just don't know how to fix this".

Wayne sighs, Eddie can hear him pace around the kitchen, "son," he murmurs softly into the receiver, "just take a deep breath, and listen for a second".

Eddie nods, not caring that his uncle can't see him through the phone, he feels like he's sixteen again and waiting for the other shoe to drop when Wayne collects him from the police station for the very first time.

"I'm going to say this once, because I know I raised you better than this and you're probably feeling pretty lousy already," Wayne says slowly before clearing his throat, "if fixing this is just to make you feel better, then it ain't really fixing anything".

"Steve probably doesn't want to hear a thing you have to say right now and you have to give that to him--"

"Wayne--"

"I mean it Eddie, you and Steve went through so much together that I didn't think there was anything that could ruin it, and there you go proving me wrong".

The words are a punch to the gut that immediately bring tears to Eddies eyes. He holds his breath and bites his lip to stop the sob that threatens to wrench itself from his chest.

"I hope you had the decency to come clean," Wayne continues tiredly, he grunts as he sits down, most likely at their old mismatched kitchen table.

"I called him but..."

Wayne hums in understanding before blowing out the words, "well-shit-son," in a single breath.

They talk for a bit longer before Eddie asks Wayne to check on Steve for him, to make sure he's okay.

"If I know my son in-law he's the farthest thing from okay right now Ed, but I'll do my best," Wayne grumbles and Eddie winces, because he's right.

He hangs up with a soft goodbye, closes his eyes and crawls into the hotel room bed.

The thread count is high in the sheets, the fabric soft and rich between his fingers, but it's nothing compared to the well-worn cotton sheets at home. Sleepwarmed and bathed in gold morning light, he can almost feel Steve in his arms.

Eddie opens his eyes.

But he's alone and the bed is cold.

Eddie lays there, allowing himself to finally cry for the first time in days, staring at the empty spot beside him.

#cw infidelity #eddie munson #corroded coffin #eddie munson is not perfect #cheating #we love a protective and wise uncle wayne in this house #i hope this is okay anon! #eddie definitely realizes he screwed up #robin is always ready to throw hands for her platonic soulmate #will she do that in every fic i write? #yes

[kvetchinglyneurotic]

I just wanted to pop in and tell you again how much I adored The Hedgehog’s Dilemma and Flightless Birds. Truly they are two of my favorite fics to come out of this fandom. I’m so excited for everything else you’re working on and I just know they’re going to pleasantly destroy me <3

That said, consider this an open invitation to share anything you might want to share! General thoughts, fic ideas you’re working on or not working on, writing snippets, or even how end of semester grading is faring- whatever you want!

Thank you!! It’s still amazing to me that something I’ve written is favourite fic-worthy, especially when there’s so many talented writers in the fandom. As for the end of semester marking: I'm at paper 50/101 and answering this ask to procrastinate before I start my marking for the day. Because the papers are all answering the same prompt and it's making me feel a bit like I'm stuck in a time loop, here's a snippet from Wrong Answers Only from Ted's first day in the time loop, before he realizes it's a time loop — from his perspective, he's just invited Jamie back and is expecting him at Nelson Road, but from Jamie's, they haven't met up yet.

Out in the hall, he opened his call history, but the glitch that was affecting the rest of his phone had got to that and his messages, too. By the time he’d located him between Martin Tanner (one of the boys from his third season coaching) and Laura Taylor (a uni friend who’d gone on to be a surgeon), Ted had wandered his way to the empty weight room and sat on the bench. The ringtone echoed tinnily through the empty space as he waited — one ring, two, three, and then the call connected a second before it dropped. “Coach?” “Hey, Jamie, where are you, bud?” “At— at the studio, you know. ‘Bout to go on Holly and Phil,” Jamie said. He sounded a little quiet, uncertain, same as he’d been at the bar the other day. “They’re, you know. Doing my hair and all. Gotta look fit.” “You gotta do that twice?” Ted asked. A long pause. “No, I— I dunno what you mean, coach.” “Well, you were just on a couple’ve days ago, weren’t you?” Ted said. “No,” Jamie repeated. Ted scrubbed his free hand over his face, filled with a sudden rush of exasperation — he’d really thought Jamie had left all this behind him, the poking and prodding and pushing back against everything Ted said for no other reason than he could. “C’mon, man, I really thought we were getting somewhere.” “You’re the one that sent me back,” Jamie said, sharp. “You think I wanted to go back to City? You saw what my—” he cut off in a choked breath. “I was trying, coach. Why’d you send me away?” Ted’s fingers trembled. He scrubbed them viciously against the fabric of his pants, but when he spoke, his voice came out steady. “Jamie, I invited you back.” “Why’re you still playing mind games?” Jamie asked, plaintive. It was a strange sound on him, and not one Ted was sure he liked. “You won. Just leave me alone. Please, just leave me alone.” And then he hung up.

#fic: wrong answers only #thank you! #it's a two-day time loop that covers all the events of 2x02 #finally got past the canon retelling bit into the subjecting ted to the torments of the universe bit! very fun for me! less fun for ted! #ted lasso #jamie tartt #kvetch oc #tw implied abuse #*edited because i noticed a bunch of typos when i read it back oops 😭

[isatswap]

(in stars and time full game spoilers; this is endgame stuff so take the warning even more seriously)

NO END

TTOS version of IS THIS IT? (act 4 ending) from ISAT

(...)

(Talking with everyone again made you think.)

(Made you think that maybe.... Maybe you could keep this going for a little bit longer.)

(Live in the loops for a little while longer, keep the play going for a little longer.)

(If you wanted.)

(You can talk to him later, and escape the loops another time, can't you?)

(...)

Loop: (No matter what, it's all over if you talk to him!!)

(Ask him about Wish Craft!!!)

(Keep the charade going a little longer.)

King: The Traveller! King: Have you done talking to your companions? Yes? Good, good. King: Thank you for helping Isabeau all the way to the beautiful end. King: Loop, correct? If there is anything I can do to thank you, don't hesitate to ask! You have my eternal gratitude, after all. King: I know you will go back on your travels soon, but I do hope you will keep in touch, if only for young Isabeau... King: But no matter what, this House and Dormont always have their doors open to you! Please come back--

Loop: "I know about Wish Craft!!!"

King: Wish... Craft...? King: Ah. You probably read some of the books I've brought here. Didn't think anyone else would be able to read those for a looong time. King: Wait.... But that.... could only mean one.... thing.....

King: ...!!!!!

King: Ohhhh.... No, it can't be! King: Oh... Loop.... King: I am so sorry! We can't prevent it anymore...! King: I'm sorry! You will be going back! Back when everything started!

Loop: "But you can fix it, can't you?"

King: I know you thought you adventure was over, but it can't end! King: Something is broken, something is failing, rotting!!!

(No, no, no, no, these are the same lines again!!!)

(Why is he repeating it each time? Why can't he just talk to you?!)

Loop: (You just wish he would answer you!!!) "Now that I know, now that you know, you can fix it!!!"

King: ... King: Fix it?

(King firmly, but carefully, grabs your shoulders.)

King: It is too late for that, Loop. It has always been.

Loop: (What? But....) "But if you know about Wish Craft... you must know how to--"

King: Oh, Loop.... King: I, perhaps, know the most about it. And yet even I can't stop it. King: Everyone in Vaugarde wished at the Favor Tree. Wished for a saviour. A means to defeat Euphrasie. King: And the wish got granted, right? You are standing right here, as proof. A savior, somehow using Time Craft. The one who has all the time in the world to defeat Euphrasie.

Loop: "Correct! So--"

King: ...but... King: They never followed the right rituals. So the Wish broke, because it was not guided correctly.

(!!!)

King: Something goes wrong every time, doesn't it? If you are asking about Wish Craft, then.... it's not your first time here. Probably not even the tenth. King: ...And it's all my fault.

(???)

King: I knew the rituals. I could make a Wish that would work. And yet.... I was afraid. King: Only I knew how twisted the Universes will is at times. And I didn't want to risk it. To risk clashing with Euphrasies wish. If only I were stronger then.... King: But collective wish of the people still went through, it seems. But it doesn't answer to us anymore. King: Maybe it was broken from the start, because of the lack of proper rituals. King: Maybe my fears were true. Maybe we are losing to Euphrasie's wish. King: Or maybe the wish can't reach it's end! Maybe the victory wasn't right, so Wish Craft refuses to accept it! King: Even I, who studied this Craft the most, can't answer this!

(You can't move.)

(You can't breathe.)

(The Wish... is broken?)

(He can't help you, even now?)

(You're stuck here forever?)

King: If only... If only I wasn't a coward and would do the Wish myself! Or stopped Euphrasie before it was too late! Fought her if needed! King: I shouldn't have let the people wish at all!

King: To know that you will never have a future, Loop... I am sorry. King: It's my fault alone that you have to suffer like this. King: I just hope that one day... You might learn to forgive me.

<Loopback.>

#in stars and time #isat #isat au #ttos #in stars and time spoilers

[lover-of-mine]

Your last post is funny bc just TODAY I watched that season finally. I’m literally 2 episodes into season 5 right now. As someone who just watched that for the first time (and hadn’t noticed it WAS the season finally when I started watching it) I was losing my goddamn MIND watching those episodes. Just constantly 😯😯😯. I began watching 911 when I started seeing posts circulating about Buck being bi. At the time I had no idea who he was other than the occasional gif set but it made me intrigued and I have been HOOKED. Literally trying to get through as many episodes as possible so I can watch the episodes live. Questions for you (since I have no one else to talk to about the show); when did you start watching? Have you had any predictions while watching the show that didn’t/ did come true? Like for me when I watched season 1 and Abby went to the fire department for the first time I SWORE up and down that her and Bobby were meant to be endgame (was clearly wrong lol). But also after Chris got stuck in the Tsunami I called it that something would happy to Harry later on (just a feeling that no one was safe lol, not even the kids). I’m just so curious to see what the fandom theories have been over time lol since I missed out on it!

Yeah, no, watching suspicion/survivors for the first time is WILD. Like, imma be honest and bit oversharing, I watched the show for the first time in a depressive episode, so I watched everything up to 5x10 in like, 6 days according to the posts I made on Tumblr about it, so I didn't realize theorize about anything, I was just hitting next episode like my life depended on it. But I didn't know anything about the show, like, at all, I had just watched 911 lone star in a weekend because it was on the tv and there were only like, 20 episodes of it out it at the time and a network in my country was just showing all of them on a loop, and I opened the Disney app fully intending to rewatch grey's anatomy, and 911 was the first show on my recommended to you list, and I had liked lone star enough, and was like sure why not. And I legit couldn't stop watching. All of this happened the week before 5x11 aired on the us, so 5x11 was the first episode I watched like "live" (the first episode I actually watched live was 5x16) but I watched it in the same week, I think I finished on a Tuesday? And the episode aired on Monday. I can't really give you any theories I have witnessed so far because they would be spoilers tho, but if you wanna come back once you catch up we can talk about some of the madness that goes around here. But I had the same thing happen to me, I didn't realize it was the season finale, and I didn't know anything about the show, so I had no idea what was happening, and I thought I had learned my lesson with the tsunami arc, because I watched 3x01 at like 3 am fully saying this is the last episode I will watch and then I'm gonna go to bed, and then the tsunami hit, and I was like well fuck and then Chris fell in the water and next thing I know is 5 am and Eddie is making me cry at the end there. But I saw the 13 and didn't realize the season only had 14 episodes and then everything kept happening. I seriously cannot imagine what it was like to be forced to wait a week between those 2 episodes it was SO CRAZY. When Eddie got shot I legit froze. Watching that for the first time not knowing it's coming is SOMETHING. I do remember thinking that they were gonna kill Shannon but I didn't expect to be right, I also remember clocking that Jason was Doug pretty fast. Something funny tho, I remember posting that meme that's like "I've had blank for 1 day and a half but if anything happened to him I'd kill everyone in this room and myself" with Buck and I waited until I had been watching for a day and a half, that means I posted it while watching the season 2 finale. I hit post and the truck blew up and I legit went like ????????? and that is still the most ironic thing that ever happened to me while posting about 911 kspskspkspakapkapa (here's the post, I actually came back to edit the tags because I was in shock lol) and I laugh every time I remember that lol but I'm glad you're enjoying the show, you can come back to talk to me about it any time!;

#i feel very luck to not know whats coming never in this show #i mean #we did know a few things with promos and stuff but like #i never had any major spoiler going into any episode for the first time and i love that #anon 😌 #i really need a tag for asks #911

[bwobgames]

Previous First

"Ow"

He's bleeding, but still awake

He feels himself being dragged through the snow

It hurts him a lot

But he can't do much about it.

They finally stop

He gets dropped in the snow

He's... in the patio of the house?

Eugene Coli hovers over him

" Why ... bring me here?"

He can still speak. That's good

He knows it won't last

"I'm not a cruel man"

"The current situation says otherwise"

"And

I'm not done with you yet"

He leaves

Probably to change that x2 into an x3

And in the future, to a x4, x5, x10.....

He's feeling a bit hopeless

"...Mr. Investigator?"

"Owen?"

"Ah, so he had planned to kill him this time and crossed him off early"

"I'm scared"

"it's going to be okay, wanna know a secret?"

He tries putting his hand over the kid's arm, hoping to provide comfort

"We won't really die. We are stuck in a time loop"

"Soon, we won't remember anything at all"

"... When will it stop? I don't want to die again..."

"... It's going to be okay"

"I dont know what else to say. I don't know when will it stop"

"I'm scared too"

"I just want this to be over and forget already"

"OLIVER!"

"Ah, fuck. I didn't want him to see me like this

Not again"

Ángel burst through the door and sees the two soon-to-be corpses

He falls to the floor

"I'm sorry

I'm so sorry

I should've done something else

I should've been better

I should've prevented this

I'm sorry"

"...He never forgets"

"He will always remember

all of this"

"That's... That's not fair"

"I don't want him to cry"

"Don't cry, my angel, none of this is your fault

We'll see each other again, remember? We'll be back to the start"

"You... You remember? Everything?"

His vision is starting to get dark

He makes a choice.

"Let's try again, okay?

I'll solve this, I'll figure it out, I'll find a way out of this loop

I'll save you from it"

"I promise"

A clock chimes

Something feels

Wrong

#lord give me one more chance #detective beebo

[semper-legens]

32. Leif and Thorn: Forget Me Not, by Erin Ptah

Owned: Yes Page count: 187 My summary: Things are going weird for Thorn Estragon. Amid an outbreak of the Whispers, he's dealing with a crowd of people wanting to break into the Embassy and looking after his bed-ridden friend who really shouldn't get the Whispers right now. But juggling all of that is not his problem anymore. The Woman in Black is on the case, and on the case, and on the case…yep, that's right, it's a time loop. My rating: 5/5 My commentary:

New Leif and Thorn day! At least, I'm writing this on the day the book arrived on my doorstep. Given the queue, it's probably been about a week before you're reading this. Anyway, Leif and Thorn! People who've been around these parts for a while will know that it's one of my favourite webcomics, I'm actually currently doing a full reread at the minute, and I have gotten each of the print copies of the books as they come out since I started reading. And as a webcomic, you too can go and read it for free right now! Check the link at the start of this paragraph! Anyway, this covers the arcs from Ø is for Øverwritten to Final Rest, but is mostly dealing with the Time Loop plot. Let's go!

It's a sign of a good ensemble piece, I think, that this volume is mostly about people who are not title characters Leif and Thorn, and for me to barely notice it beside a little bit of lampshading. Okay, granted, future Thorn does show up and is a major character, but the main arcs covered in this volume are from Mulberry and Rowan. More on Rowan later, but who the hell is Mulberry? Turns out the Woman In Black is Leif and Thorn's time-travelling future daughter here on a mission to keep a particular Big Bad Thing from happening (Kale getting the Whispers) and is stuck looping around one particular day in order to achieve that goal. Which sounds a lot sillier on paper than it does when it shows up! Poor Mulberry shows a lot of pluck and grit here - she's trying her hardest to put everything back together and avoid all of the family drama stuff while still being very much affected by, you know, seeing her dad and also her dad (and maybe probably also her dad) as younger people. Her almost gleeful throwing herself through this loop, trying options over and over again and even skipping bits so that she can figure out all of the puzzle pieces is really interesting and relatable - she's almost approaching gamer girl status in how she approaches the time loops, it's really interesting. That Mulberry has a connection to the people she's observing adds a good angle, she's not able to detach herself entirely from the characters because she's related to some of them! I fucking love time loops, man.

The other main story here is the Rowan/Archie one, where Thorn's knight Rowan goes on a date with showrunner of an NCIS-style show Archie. They get in some Peril from a dark magical girl, we get more of Team Thorn's magical girl Atarangi and her system, and that's all very well and good but what I want to talk about is virginity! Specifically, Rowan is very much into casual sex and one-night stands, we know this as a character trait of his at this point. Archie, however, is self-described as a thirty eight year old virgin who's not necessarily asexual or aromantic, but hasn't had a lot of experience with romance and sex. And the way they negotiate that is really interesting! There's conflict there, but it's not triggering or anything to me as a sex-repulsed ace - they have their own feelings about it, but ultimately deal with it in a very adult and very reasonable way. It's something that you see so rarely in fiction and I have to commend it for being a really engaging look at sexuality and asexuality (if that's what's actually going on with Archie) from a different angle.

Next up, a summer camp where things are most definitely about to go wrong at all…

#Leif and Thorn #Erin Ptah #bookblr #book blog #book blogger #5

[apple-orchards-writings]

now i'm stuck thinking about a pc that can overcome/null kylar digging around in their memories. even better if you're confused as to why he's stunned you still remember the framed photo hidden in the wardrobe! it only happened yesterday! what do you mean you thought i'd forget about it? he was such a cute little kid! (he'd get flustered over the compliment, but sirens are still going off in his head. did he rewrite your memories wrong? did he take something else from your mind? cue kylar interviewing you about your relationship and who he is to you. everything that matters to him)

i feel like it'd either reinforce kylar's love for you; because of course the one person he's weakest to is his beloved! how romantic! or he'd grow increasingly paranoid; instead opting to hide you from the rest of the temple for your own safety, so you're never exposed to any of his secrets ever again.

in relation to this ... imagine kylar wiping a pc's mind completely! a blank slate to make him the perfect spouse! sure, he misses how you used to bicker and hiss at him like a cute little kitten - but he much prefers his pets curled up cutely on his lap <3 < but i think this would only happen if you make an attempt on his life and almost succeed. that's the only time when he'd feel threatened by your once cute aggression.

He's absolutely stunned, you shouldn't still know about that ! You shouldn't remember anything from yesterday but you two cuddling and yet here you are, telling him he was the cutest kid and, while that is making him blush and splutter more than he'd like to admit, he's quite sure he erased your memories ! This is throwing him for a loop, not unlike the one you were supposed to be in.

Kylar would be both pleased that he found such a strong and worthy partner and apprehensive. I mean, of course, he should only get the best of the best, and he knew that was you the moment he saw you, but still, this means you're immune to the biggest ace he had up his sleeve... He's conflicted, but he figures out if he can't manipulate your mind directly, he'll just go for the next best thing and manipulate you!

Get ready for a lot more gaslighting and blackmailing! And if he can't manipulate you like this, then yes, this is where the chains and locks only he has the keys to come in, he's ready to do anything to keep you with him, and away from his secrets.

Now, with a darling whose mind he wiped, everything is very bittersweet. You're extremely pliant to his every command, always ready to please him, to give him all the affection and attention he would ask for, but... It's just not entirely you. Something's missing, and while he knows he had to do this, to keep you pacified and non threatening, he does feel a bit bad when he sees you stand there, eyes vacant, limbs slack. You feel somewhat like a puppet, only dancing on your strings when he's around. He may have been a bit too heated in his decision to permanently erase your will, but he knows it's what's best for you, both of you ! This way, you can love him without silly things like stubbornness and free will getting in the way, isn't that much better?

Sometimes, though, in the dead of night, while he's holding you tight, he'll let a single tear fall, and whisper a single "sorry".

#apple answers #cult leader kylar

[puppy-the-uncensored]

You know i'm in deep when I start thinking of Aus, so far I've got two for my newest obsession Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack

Or I guess one and a joke timeline/story idea

First up just... Prison. Yep. Why am I in jail with Jack worriedly hovering over my shoulder? Assault and battery >:3 Because if Ian had the Audacity to cheat and come back, my ass would end up in jail. I'd give him a warning to lose my number and get a life and if he ignored it Jack wouldn't even have to get involved. Sadly Ian is rich and I'm broke, so aside from being unabashedly guilty of beating a man in broad daylight his lawyers would no doubt be better lol. Famous last words- He deserved it

Now the meat of this post; The classic Swap au ✨w✨ now we're the ghost haunting the beloved rising star! The angst potential is way too delicious~! Joseph is stressed and doing his best with the Sunny Time Show becoming more popular when he finds a worn cassette tape from a band he's never heard of. After blacking out listening to it and having no memory of what it even sounded like he finds he now has a cute Spector following him around that's trying to talk him into taking care of himself off set... eh it's probably just the stress and lack of sleep getting to him is all.

I'll have to come up with a name for it aside from just 'swap' but I think that'll come as I workshop it. I think MC would be from a small garage band that was trying to make it big but their lead singer (or musician depending on if anyone wants to insert their own persona) was tragically killed in a back alley scuffle after one of their shows. To contrast Joseph I think they'd have had a very positive and optimistic outlook on their success and were excited to grow! They had tough times but had a support system. They just hadn't hit it big yet, the night of their death being their first and last big show, so the band is unfamiliar since it never truly got off the ground. Another thing is that the time difference between the two isn't gonna be massive like ours with Jack, just a couple years. This gives me the idea that Shaun and Ian could still be around from MC's past. Shaun as an old bandmate and maybe Ian could be their obsessive ex that accidentally maybe caused their death? If I add them to the story at all since this is meant to focus on Joseph and his life as part of the Sunny Time Crew. I could have nods to them in the background and keep them minor characters but meaningful. Shaun goes on to get into the movie industry like canon and maybe crosses paths with the studio, MC encouraging this and advocating for his talent. Ian's an actor so them also crossing paths for some kind of collab or just happening to be shooting at the same studio or location could lead to... unpleasant memories surfacing and MC's facade cracking a bit.

Again though the main focus is MC trying to get Joseph to acknowledge them. Since they aren't close they can't reach out or do anything to prove they're real. I can imagine it'd be frustrating and heartbreaking to have a chance to no longer be alone in your torturous afterlife, stuck in a cassette listening to your own songs drift through the void on loop even when you stop singing, only for the only person who can see you to act like you don't exist. He's following his own stardom, something you'd failed to achieve in your short life, and is simultaneously running himself ragged into an early grave. Everything is cold and you can feel your tether to the world just barely hanging on by your own spite and refusal to go back to being alone. After months of holding on by a literal thread, just a whisper away from being sent spiraling back into purgatory, anyone would be a shaken up and willing to do whatever it took to ensure they could stay- even if it meant seducing this asshole that's been ignoring them for months with an innocent saccharine smile. Of course, Nobody would expect to actually start falling for him, but hey- at least now you don't have to act when you're trying to flirt with him! And it's not like you didn't care about his wellbeing before then, you did! The threat of eternal torment by your own voice echoing out into oblivion for the rest of eternity just happens to be a better more traumatizing motivator! I don't plan on making MC a yandere, but they will have some similar tendencies to Jack since they're both in the same situation and traumatized to hell and back (literally). Mc is willing to be whatever Joseph wants or needs- whether that be a best friend, someone to help around the house, or more. So long as they're cared for and get to be a real person, at least to him, they're content (they may just have to get over some feelings first- but they'll be okay! Promise!)

Since Mc is connected to a cassette tape, there's no screen for them to show up on or reach through- so i'm imagining a scene zoomed in on Joseph's face as he's sitting back in a chair with some headphones on and listening to the tape as he reviews a script- only to feel his eyes drooping as a voice sings in his ears. In the background a fuzzy faded person twirls and sings behind him, eyes closed. As he starts to doze off they become more solid, the noise is coming from inside rather than his headphones.

Then with a *thunk!* his head hits the table and the Spector jumps- eyes opening. They're left alone in the shot looking over at him in concern and surprise. The song keeps playing and we see the tape spinning in the reel as off screen they ask if he's okay- only for him to be out cold and the tape stops. The 'ritual'(?) is complete and Joseph is now officially haunted by his new ghostly beau~

#i made these both up literally on the fly just now while scrolling the sdj tags :3 #sdj au #I want to develop these now djdksksjs #The first one is def just a oneshot type deal because there isn't much to do with it- mostly just the fight and the resolution #maybe as a silly comic #the other could actually be expanded upon as an au though :3c #cas barks #long post

[chaos-cousins]

⚡ might as well ask you this. What are your honest thoughts about Akechi?

PERSONA 5 3RD SEMESTER SPOILERS

...I wish I could say I hate him. Arc, it would be so much easier if I just hated him.

It's complicated. It's so fucking complicated! I want to hate him. I can't bring myself to. He was used and manipulated like the rest of us. He was just another pawn in Yaldabaoth's shitty game, same as me.

But he still killed Futaba's mom, he still killed Haru's dad, and he still tried to kill me. I can't forgive him. I can't forgive him for that. Maybe I could forgive him for that last thing, but not the other two.

...I wanted to be friends with him, at one point. I really did. Dist, I spent most of my second loop trying to stop him from going in that engine room.

...And I failed. I mourned. I accepted that I couldn't change that.

And then he had the fucking NERVE to show up, alive, in January. And help. And I hate to say it, but with how amnesia'd I was, we probably wouldn't have gotten anything done without him.

And then when it was all over, when we found out that everything went back to normal, we thought he died again. That made sense. I mourned again. I grieved for a year and a half. I took his glove with me to the other worlds I went to.

AND THEN THE MOTHERFUCKER HAD THE AUDACITY TO SHOW UP IN LEBLANC WHILE I WAS IN EAGLELAND. HE WAS ALIVE. THE WHOLE TIME. HE WAS IN THE LOOP. THE WHOLE. FUCKING. TIME.

That. PISSED. ME. OFF. I GRIEVED, FOR NOTHING. AND IM STILL. STUCK WITH HIM.

And the worst part? Some part of me wishes he was still dead! It was easier when he was dead! Grief is so much easier to deal with than these complicated feelings!

...I'm kinda an asshole to him. If I'm not an asshole to him, I'm afraid that I'll like him again. And if I like him again, he could betray me again, and it'll hurt just as bad. Or worse, I'll be betraying Futaba and Haru. I. I can't do that. I can't betray them.

And I know I'm in the wrong sometimes. He tried helping me out of a depression spiral once, and I bit his hand in return. I don't regret that. Maybe I should.

I don't know how to feel about Goro Akechi. It's complicated and messy.

...Fuck, there's just as much wrong with me as there is wrong with him, huh. Why the dist did I even type all of this...?

#persona 5 spoilers #persona 5 royal spoilers #rotomblr #pokeblogging #//IT IS SO MESSY YALL

[obsidiancreates]

Ohh I just had a really angsty idea!

So what if Space still secretly blamed himself for the whole warp core thing- and also thought that Dark hated him but was just taking Space under his wing out of necessity?

Combine that with the “hallucination exposes a characters worst fear in front of a loved one” trope

In relation to that angst ask, specifically, a hallucination Dark is spitting out Spaces insecurities whilst the actual Dark watches

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OH MY POOR ENGINEER BOY

He gasps from the shock of the multiverse attack, bits of other realities still buzzing through, showing a different glove or different hair. He looks up at Dark, who's holding him after he feel over.

Dark is looking with a concerned frown.

Space sees a snarl.

"Look at you. You can't even handle the consequences of your own horrific acts without someone babying you."

"Wha?" Space blinks, eyes glassy and unfocused, as Dark gently carries him to the couch.

"I asked if you're seeing any doubles," Dark repeats gently.

Space hears "Is it any wonder that so many variants of you are so violent, deplorable, when they come from such origins as you? Murderers, monsters, creatures of hate..."

Space stifles a gasp of pain as another spasm rips through, HeeHoo and the murderer in burgundy and Doom all clashing against each other. Dark lays Space down and dabs his forehead with a damp cloth.

"You nearly destroyed everything. You nearly reveled in destroying it, so certain of yourself. You blamed the one person trying their hardest to save everything, and a mere year later you got them kidnapped. You were born to destroy. I'm disgusted that I aided in your creation."

Space weakly shakes his head. "I regret it," he gets out, slurred and raspy, other universes still clawing at his throat.

"Regret what?" Sometimes this happens, Space confessing things from his other lives, or thoughts of version from other universes. It's best to ride it out, they've found, and wait for Space to stabilize again.

He's always scattered, the first of version of himself, ripped apart and thrown into as many universes as The Wormhole could reach. Sometimes they're all seperate, like a worm cut in half and the two halves becoming their own individual beings. But sometimes they're all, impossibly, One, and there's little to do to fix it.

"Regret doesn't make it better," Space hears. "You killed billions. You snuffed out stars. You filled every reality with pain and suffering. Even if The Captain ended the loop, reset all of the universe, those tragedies still occurred. Still existed, once, even if they don't now."

"I'm sorry."

"It's alright," Dark soothes.

"I don't care," Space hears him snarl. "You're a disgusting thing, and I'm stuck with you just to make sure it's not my fault by extension the next time you build the wrong thing and destroy everything that is and was. Coddling you after your pathetic body can't handle what you've done to it. Pretending you're anything other than a danger I'm trying to keep locked up. I should have left you with Actor, bur I have no doubt you'd become just like him if I had."

Space is crying, eyes shut and jaw clenched. Dark sighs and begins to leave.

"I'm sorry, Dark," he hears Space near whimper through gritted teeth.

Dark freezes. He turns around. "What?"

"I'm trying to do good here," Space gets out through stuttered breaths.

"I know. You're accomplishing it."

"I'm trying to fix things."

"... Fix things?"

Dark doesn't understand a lot of what Space says through the rest of the coming down from the attack. Eventually Space falls asleep and Dark is left to contemplate.

He begins praising Space a little more often, noting aloud when he's proud or appreciative. Space doesn't really remember the episode.

But some tight weight that had been sitting within him, one he'd ignored to the point of willful ignorance it existed at all begins to lighten.

#descendants of the trio au #markiplier #darkiplier #engineer mark #markiplier egos #fanfic #my attempts at fanfic #self hatred tw

[proudfreakmetarusonniku]

"There's no shame in asking for help." for the whump prompts!!

You get the old Owl House AU, enjoy. There isn’t really anything SUPER dark in this, it’s all in the implications babey!

TW: Forced family dynamics, abuse, referenced murder, internalised ableism, implied physical harm to a young child, manipulation

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“Papa?”

The word still felt wrong on Luz's tongue to say about the Emperor, but after two-and-a-half years she'd learnt better than to ask questions. And, after all, Belos had taken her in through the kindness of his own heart, hadn't he? It was only fair to play along, even if she missed her real Mom and Dad. It’s not like there was some magic portal back home- no, this was her home now, and she should accept that.

(Besides, Luz was a big girl now. She was very nearly nine, even, and she knew of the Emperor's brutality towards any dissidents. She'd seen it, hiding in the little-known corners of the castle and watching when no one knew she was around, and it played in her memories like a video on loop. She'd seen Hunter die, she’d seen the blood, and even if she hadn’t, she knew something was up when her cool magic big kid friend who was so grown up and mature was suddenly replaced with a boy barely older than she was bearing the same name and face. Who's to say next wouldn’t be her?)

Belos smiled, dull blue eyes lacking any spark settling down on her. Around him, Luz always felt so small, even if she was a big girl and she was learning how to fight the bad guys. “Yes, Luz?”

“I was reading about the history of the Isles, like you asked,” Luz babbled, pulling on the too-long ends of her curls and her dress, ”and I know this is probably stupid, and I shouldn’t take time out of your day to ask, but-“

Belos chuckled, no malice in his tone. Still, it set Luz on edge a bit, even though she knew he was the good guy. He had to be brutal, but he was the good guy. He had to be. “There's no shame in asking for help, Luz. You know, I took you in for a reason. The Titan wouldn’t have brought you here without one, you know, and who am I to deny what it provides?”

Luz grinned ear to ear. “You mean… I'm special?” The idea of being anything but plain old Luz, seeming so out of sorts both on Earth and stuck in the castle… it would explain why anyone ever cared. She must have some important job to do.

Belos only smiled wider. “What part were you struggling with?”

“Oh! Oh, yeah.” Luz laughed nervously. Forgetting things usually got her in trouble, and Belos could be… harsh. “Well, uh, I was reading about the Savage Ages, and… I don't understand exactly the differences between wild magic and, uh, the non wild magic, I guess? It’s just- I'm not trying to defend it, of course, but-“

“You're not in trouble for not understanding something, Luz. You've seen my curse, haven’t you?”

Luz absently touched the cut on her cheek. “Yes, papa.”

“That’s something that can’t happen in the covens, now. I don’t want anyone to go through what I did.” Belos sighed. “Now, would you like me to go over the passages with you? I wouldn’t mind.”

Luz excitedly bounced on her toes. “Yesyesyesyesyes! Uh, I mean, yes please.” Whenever someone actually explained things to her, she always understood it a lot more, and if there was anything she wanted here it was understanding. It felt like she was being intentionally left in the dark far too much, and it bugged her, even though she knew it must be for a reason. Everything had to be for a reason.

Right?

#the owl house #the owl house au #tw forced family dynamics #tw abuse #tw referenced murder #tw internalised ableism #Tw implied child harm #Tw manipulation #what do I call this au like #luz wittebane au #Or something

[lightlycareless]

Chapter 26 - thoughts.

Hey everyone! A bit later than I anticipated, but it's finally here! The behind-the-scenes for the latest chapter, 26 which you can read here! (and I totally recommend unless you don't mind some spoilers hehe)

Warning: this is not proofread or anything, just as I wrote it, it goes so... excuse me for any weird sentences 😭

Now, without anything else to say, here are my notes:

It's safe to say that this chapter was overdue one, considering that the last time I posted wrote about Hinata's whereabouts and the estate overall, was like over 10 chapters ago 😳

Anyways… let's start from the beginning 😏

Hinata is someone I declared to be very important to her family, as well as to the jujutsu community. Either via her inherited technique, or her overall talent as a sorcerer, there is no denying she's super busy... as well as exponentially stressed.

Because of this, she hasn't been able to get much of her investigation done due to HQ essentially dumping her with job after job: she even tried to get some of her missions transferred, with Ren doubling down on her efforts by filing the request himself to acquire such missions... only to be denied. And it seems that they were both punished by doing so because they've been stuck in an endless loop of jobs. I'm going to give the system the benefit of the doubt, but there is a crisis going on so :^).

Anyways, in between missions, she managed to get some time and meet up with Gojo who basically told her to check Naoya's web history lmao.

Now, after that... that's when Hinata is able to finally let her guard down, although involuntarily if we're being honest, and be more... human. What I believed she needed to be portrayed as!

I really like her character, that's for sure, and more often than not I've thought she's far more interesting than Y/N haha but she's just too perfect.

She's righteous, dedicated, responsible. She always does what's best for everyone without regard to her own personal opinion… but she's still human, and she grew up in a tight-knit family as well as in a society that expected too much from her all the time… I couldn't keep her acting like that when she's facing one of her biggest pains in life.

So this is where her desperation comes through. It was really refreshing, and sad, to see her lose her inhibitions once in a while: she can't sleep, she's barely able to eat without losing her appetite because her mind is somewhere else, and I'm glad to say that were going to see more of that next chapter! Seems like I'm not going to stop torturing poor Hinata 😭😂

Also, I like how… scary she is/became haha. She's always so respectful and humble when she's around the estate, but now that she's been crossed, she's out for blood! hahahahaha even Ren is afraid of getting on her wrong side.

From there… I don't think the estate is genuinely suspicious of what y/n's siblings are planning (going to meet Gojo, and now investigating Naoya)… although they do believe there must be something going on, considering how close they were and just how out-of-nowhere this marriage was—the elders were also informed of the small argument that happened between Hinata and Eiichi many chapters ago so... there's that 😳

Anyways, maybe the clan decided to go through with the marriage because they believed there wouldn't be opposition from the family: Hinata is too righteous to speak against the elders (they think she started to do so thanks to Gojo's influence haha), Ren is slowly distancing from the clan, and Y/N… well, she barely had anything going on for herself before Naoya😭 Eiichi really had to comply to both demands because he had no way to defend them (no, being their father isn't enough. I'm sure they were like: you're a clan leader first, a father second😭)

Well, they miscalculated, and Hinata is out to get them 😂 however, she's very frustrated that no matter what she does, it was never enough, and that she's just insignificant even with the role she represents in the community... she needed someone special to give her solace, someone that would understand her when nobody would... and that's when their father steps in.

I didn't plant on writing this part initially, but as it often happens, I just left the characters to do whatever they wanted and that's what I ended up writing. It was like a continuation of the argument they had before, when Ren stepped in and stopped it from escalating: another overdue scene 😂

I do believe he didn't mention Eiichi at all in order to avoid Hinata getting angry, but no matter what he did, it was just meant to happen 😭 her unresolved issues would eventually show up and that's what occurred.

I'm sure the elders are constantly drilling him to not say anything 💀 because all points considered, this is a highly beneficial marriage to the clan... they probably threatened him with something, as if the Zen'in weren't enough issue as they were, and thus, Eiichi attempted to find solace with the only person who has ever made him feel safe, his wife.

The relationship with Minako, Eiichi and their kids will be explored in the future chapters :> pretty soon actually and it's something I've been wanting to write as well 🤭

Nonetheless... it still sucks that he's unable, or unwilling to do anything. But there's a reason why:

Eiichi attempted to contact his kids before, after the first argument with Hinata. Ren is somewhat... more accepting of him, but either way, when he's around he feels he's not welcomed so he just stopped entirely :'( and after this final argument with Hinata, I don't think he'll ever attempt to do something. I feel bad for him but… well, what can I say?

In the end, he's also in a difficult position. He desires to have his daughter safe and back with him... but there's only so much he could do without pushing the two clans into conflict 💀 the reason why Gojo ain't doing much and why the Kamo's are like nope. Wouldn't want them involved anyways 🙄

Wish he would do more though... but oh well.

And finally… the letters. There's been allot of comments as to what's going on with them, so it was only fair that I respond to that question and show a bit of the context in which the letters are essentially existing 😂

First, we have Hinata, who even though is very, very attentive to what's going on with Y/N, is equally busy with work, as well as acting as if nothing was happening.

Ren, same equation, but he also had a big commitment which he had to suspend… and doesn't live in the estate anymore so as much as he wants to be involved, he can't 😭

Sumire, who is at the estate, and suspects something going on in the background due to the staff and elders' weird behavior (outside of Hinata's intimidation) and has been doing her best to outsmart them. However, because she's not as high ranking or as big of a threat as y/n's siblings, it makes it easier for high ranking members of the family to simply cast her aside and do what they need to do.

Eiichi might also be in this ploy, considering he's too scared to do anything and once said Y/N was probably better off with the Zen'in 😳 so there's that.

The crisis going on in the background, and the stated mail theft that has been going on rampage as of lately. I heavily link it to rogue sorcerers trying to get juicy details on the clans, so if they're tipped that a letter is coming out from the Zen'in estate... 🤐

Or… the worst case scenario, someone got suspicious of Naoaki's relationship with Y/N, noticed their interactions, and subsequently intercepted the letters. But who?

So, I guess I just want to say that it's not as easy as it seems 😭 there's certainly something bigger going on against Hinata (and waaaay bigger with Y/N) and that's what I wanted to portray. Nonetheless, the truth will come out in time :3 so relax, and enjoy the story until then 😂

And that's all for the notes in this chapter! I kept it limited because the next chapter will expand on this one so… 👀 I'm excited for you to read it! It's going to be more of an insight on how I imagine the jujutsu world works when it comes to paperwork (heavily influenced by my country so… beware some nonsense shenanigans haha)

Thank you for reading this chapter and supporting me throughout my hiatus 🥺❤️ it's good to be back ❤️

P.s. if there's something you'd like to know in more detail about things that happened throughout this chapter, please let me know! I'll try to respond with the best of my ability ❤️

Take care, and see you next chapter ❤️❤️

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