#oh my gosh i'm having to agree with an anon and go back on what i said

[barefoot-joker]

Dancing with the Devil and His Wife in the Pale Moonlight

Yandere! Lucifer Morningstar X Reader X Yandere! Lilith Morningstar

Hey, guys! Welcome to another Lucifer story, this time with his wife Lilith! An Anon had asked for a longer fanfiction, so I did my best to do that ask justice. I'm thinking of making a part 2 but let me know what you think. As always enjoy and have a great day/night!

Words: 5612

Warnings: Kidnapping, Non-Con Kissing, Swearing, Slight gore near the end, Slight Possessive Tendencies, Slight drug use at the end

I hummed as I stretched my legs on the bar in the dance studio. Today our class was rehearsing for the ballet Three Virgins and a Devil which was going to be performing at our local theater. We had been practicing for months now but today was special. Today some of our patrons who financially support our ballet company were coming to watch us. It was quite a surprise as nobody really knew who the mysterious couple was, so gossip amongst my fellow ballerinas was high. The talk continued even as we prepared our bodies for our demonstration. “I heard that our patrons are very wealthy and looking for somebody they can throw their money to.” 

“You mean they are looking for a third?”

“Possibly!”

“Well if they are looking for a third there’s no way any of you would get it,” Jessica the prima ballerina stated.

“Girls, please,” our director, Maria, clapped her hands, “let’s get to work.”

We formed our line and started to do some warm up exercises. After about ten minutes of warm up, we ran a couple of our numbers. Suddenly the door to the studio swung open to reveal a man and a woman. The man was on the shorter side and had paleish skin, blonde hair, red tinted cheeks and red eyes. The woman was tall and had long blonde hair, purple eyes and a paleish complexion. We all stopped to stare. Their skin tone and eyes really threw us off but maybe they wore contacts to intimidate people. Our director let a big grin form on her face as she ushered the couple in. “Ah, Mr and Mrs Morningstar! Welcome! Please come in.”

The couple stopped in the middle of the room and surveyed us. I bowed my head and fiddled with my shirt hem. Their gazes felt fiery and made me feel quite uncomfortable. “This is our Corps de Ballet. We were just practicing for our upcoming production when you both walked in. I’m sure you would be interested in seeing some material.”

“Absolutely! My wife and I would like to see what our money buys after all.”

“Of course, Mr Morningstar. Girls.”

We all got into our places and Maria pressed play on the CD player. We performed an ensemble piece and one with the three leads: Jessica, Savannah and Tessa. Our patrons just watched us with curious eyes and applauded when we were all done. “That was quite the show you ladies put on. I think my husband and I can agree our money is being well spent. However, we'd like to talk to you, Miss Maria, if we could.”

“Of course. We can go to my office. Girls, keep rehearsing. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

We all watched as the three of them left and as soon as the door shut gossip was at an all time high. “Oh my gosh, did you see the way they looked at Jessica? If they are looking for a third I’ll bet they’ll choose her!”

“No way! They were totally staring at me!”

“Girl, that’s not possible. If anything they were staring at your fumbled footwork at beat five.”

“Shut up! That’s not true!”

“What do you think, Y/n? Who were they staring at?”

All of the girls in my circle turned to me. I let out a huff. “I wasn’t paying attention. I was too focused on my steps.”

“At least one of us was,” Jessica stated.

We all turned to stare at her. “Like I said before, I’d be their first choice for a third.”

The smirk that played on her lips made me quite angry. Because she was the prima ballerina she always thought everyone was interested in her. While it may be true, her pride was too boastful. “Oh please. Stop lying to yourself. I saw where their gaze was during your performance. It was at the back.”

“Yeah right! All eyes are always on me.”

I rolled my eyes. God she was so annoying. 

“Ladies, you heard what Maria said. We need to practice. This discussion can continue later.”

“Alright, party pooper.”

We fell into our positions and began another ensemble routine. Jessica called out counts as we danced and about twenty minutes later Maria returned. “Good job today, girls. You deserve a break for the rest of the day. Jessica, Y/n, please stay behind. I’d like to talk to both of you.”

I looked at my friends in confusion. Why was I needed?

As my fellow dancers passed to get changed, Lily grabbed my shoulder. “It’ll be okay, Y/n.”

She quickly walked off with the others. I sighed and walked to the mirrors where Maria stood. Jessica side eyed me and then focused back on our instructor. “Good job today, both of you. The Morningstars were very taken aback by your performances. In fact, they’d like to get to know you both on a more personal level.”

I felt myself stop breathing and my eyes widen. They what?

“They’d like to take you both to dinner tomorrow night. A car will come and pick up both of you so no need to worry about rides.”

“Miss Maria, are you sure Y/n was an interested party? After all she’s just an ensemble member-”

“Yes, Jessica. They were quite. Interested. They said their car should be there around 6 pm to pick up our prima ballerina and 7 pm to pick up Y/n. Please dress nice, you are representing Carmilla Carmine’s Ballet Academy after all.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Yes, mistress.”

“You’re both excused.”

The two of us took our leave and as soon as the door closed behind us Jessica snarled at me. “Listen here and listen well. If you were a team player you’d refuse to come to this dinner tomorrow.”

“I’m just not showing up. You heard Miss Maria! The Morningstars were interested in both of us. How do you think that’ll reflect on our Academy if I just don’t show up?”

“Just don’t embarrass me tomorrow!”

She huffed and stormed off. I sighed and went into the locker room. I sat on one of the benches and traded out my pointe shoes for my regular tennis shoes. Throwing on my hoodie, I grabbed my backpack and headed out of the studio. The rest of my day went fairly well. My friends from work texted me asking if I was alright. I told them what had happened and they blew up my phone. They couldn’t believe an opportunity like this was being given to a backup dancer. I chuckled at their antics in my text messages and responded to them throughout the night.

The next day I had gotten up fairly early and ran some errands. When I got back to my apartment later I did some cleaning. I noticed it was getting closer to the time my date was so I finished and ran into my bedroom. I chose a nice long, flowy, favorite color dress and a pair of black flats. In my bathroom I added some light makeup to my face and attached a silver necklace to my body. After I was done I looked at my phone to see it was 7 pm. Grabbing my keys and a small purse, I locked my door and took the stairs to the lobby. I walked out to the street and saw a short man getting out of a black Mercedes-Benz. “Miss L/n?”

“Yep, that’s me.”

“Follow me please.”

He walked to the back of the car and opened the door. “Thanks.”

I slid in and he shut the door. He returned to the driver’s side and got in. Starting the car, we headed out. I looked around as the man drove. I had never been in such a fancy car before so this was truly a new experience. The interior was all black leather and the windows were tinted. Jessica sat next to me texting on her phone. I watched as the nightlife of my city passed by in amazement. It felt like a different ride. The car suddenly came to a halt and the driver got out. He opened the door for Jessica first and then he opened my side. I stared at the restaurant and nearly collapsed. We were parked in front of Melbourne’s, a very fancy and well known place. Rumor had it that the wait list was three months before somebody could get in. “Ah, Jessica, Y/n! So glad you could make it!”

I looked over to see the Morningstars approach us, each of them giving us a kiss on the cheek. The Misses wore a long, sparkly, purple dress while the Mr wore a white outfit with red accents. “You both look lovely. Come, our table is waiting for us.”

Mr Morningstar wrapped an arm around Jessica while Mrs Morningstar wrapped an arm around me. They led us inside to a table that was hidden by a wall and some red velvet curtains in the back of the restaurant. We all sat down and I gazed over the menu. My heart nearly stopped. The prices were way out of my range. Jesus. 

A waiter came over and introduced himself as Jeff before asking for the table’s drink choice. The three other occupants said some fancy wine or a fancy cocktail. When it got to me I just muttered, “Water, please.”

Jessica snorted and Mrs Morningstar looked at me. “Are you sure, Y/n? You can have anything you’d like.”

“I’m sorry I don’t drink. I honestly don't know where to begin.”

“I see. How about we start you off simple. She’ll take a brandy old fashioned.”

“All good choices. I’ll be back with those in a short bit.”

Jeff left and I felt extremely awkward. I mean I was trying my first alcoholic drink in front of practically strangers. What if I didn’t like it? I didn’t want to offend the Misses.

I picked up the menu to try and avoid small talk. Jessica and the Morningstars were discussing something and I was just trying to decide what least expensive item to get. “-ou, Y/n?”

I set the menu down and looked up. “What? Sorry.”

Mr Morningstar just smiled across the table at me. “It’s quite alright, dear. I asked what got you into ballet.”

“Oh, um, I don’t know. I guess I just find it relaxing and something to occupy my time with. I had started off as a child and just loved it ever since, Mr Morningstar.”

“Oh no need for formalities! We’re out of the studio. Please call us Luci and Lilith.”

The two smiled at us. While I felt out of place, their smiles sort of comforted me. It was almost like a parent soothing their child. “So why don’t you tell us about yourselves? We’re very interested to hear,” Lilith said.

I was about to say something when Jessica started. I just leaned back in my chair and watched other customers. There were many couples in the restaurant with a few groups scattered here and there. It was odd to see everybody dressed to the nines with their fanciest garb, but I suppose you have to live up to the dress code. “And what about you, Y/n? Anything you’d like to share,” Luci said. 

The entire table turned to look at me and I could feel my skin crawling with heat. I wasn’t used to this much attention on me. Even when I was younger my siblings had always gotten the most of mom’s time. “Well, I’m uh 25 and the oldest of three. Like I said before I love ballet and I moved out here to try and make a career of it.”

“Anything else? Do you have any hobbies,” Lilith asked this time.

“I guess I like the arts in general. I participate in some art classes here and there. I read when I get the chance. Walks in the park or just around town are nice too.”

“That sounds lovely. You seem like a very creative girl.”

I gave a small smile. Just then Jeff returned with a tray and set all of our drinks down in front of each of us and asked us for our dinner choice. I just went with a simple pasta dish. I looked down at my drink and swirled it with the small black straw it came with. I was entranced by how the mushed cherry swirled with the ice in the orange drink as Jessica chatted. Lifting the rocks glass, I took a sip and hummed. It was quite good, especially for my first alcoholic drink. Setting the glass down, I observed the people at my table. Lilith was engaged in a conversation with Jessica, however Luci’s eyes were set on me. I gulped and averted my gaze to my lap. I could hear him chuckle. The table went silent for a moment, so I took the opportunity to ask something. “So do you guys have any family around here?”

“We have a daughter. Her name is Charlie. She’s a bit older than the two of you, but she’s quite the spirited girl. She doesn’t live here, more down under,” Lilith replied.

“I see. So she lives in Australia then?”

The couple glanced at each other and smiled. “You could say that.”

“She actually runs a hotel, funny enough. It’s to rehabilitate people.”

“Oh wow. That sounds like a lot to take on. You must be very proud of her.”

Luci stepped in. “Oh yes. She’s our little duckling!”

I could feel a rigidness coming from my fellow dancer. Maybe she didn’t like kids?

The rest of dinner went off without a hitch. I admit I was nervous but that dissipated the more the night went on. We all shared stories and laughs between us and the food was really good. I had offered to pay my half but the Morningstars were quick to shut the idea down. “It’s our treat. After all, we wanted to get to know you,” Luci had said.

After the bill was paid, they led us out to the car. The couple leaned in and gave me a kiss on both cheeks and did the same for Jessica. As they pulled away, Lilith spoke. “Thank you for a lovely night, ladies. We hope you have a great rest of your night.”

“Thank you for inviting us. We really appreciate it,” I replied.

The driver opened the door for us and Jessica and I got in. As he started to drive away the Morningstars waved at us until we were out of view. “I think that went well.”

“No duh. They were all over us, especially me. You think I can take more money out of them?”

“Is that the only reason you went? Their company was a nice treat. Besides, don’t you have other people wrapped around your finger you can take advantage of?”

“Of course. Those are some of the perks of being the prima ballerina. I’m surprised you even had a good time with all that attention on you. You should just stick to the back.”

I frowned. I was not about to let her ruin the night. “Whatever. I had a good time regardless of how much attention was on me.”

I turned away from her and focused on the passing cityscape. Eventually we reached my apartment and when we did the driver opened the door. I got out hastily and thanked him. I walked into the lobby and went up the stairs to the third floor. Getting out my keys, I unlocked the door and slipped my shoes off. I shut the door and went into my bathroom. I rinsed off my makeup and took my necklace off before going into my bedroom. I got out of my dress and put on my pj’s, throwing the flowy garment into the laundry hamper. I sat on my bed and went through my notifications on my phone. I grunted in annoyance when I saw my ex-lover’s name pop up. I clicked open their text and rolled my eyes. Once again it was them proclaiming they made a mistake for leaving me and they wanted me back. I didn’t reply, just backed out of it to the hub. I texted my friends from work about the night and they all congratulated me. We talked for a few minutes before I decided to log off. Putting my phone on the charger on the nightstand, I got under the covers and attempted to fall asleep.

The next day I rose at around 8 am. We had rehearsal today at 9 am so I quickly got dressed in a gray tank top and black leggings. I slipped a navy hoodie over top, slipped on my tennis shoes, grabbed my backpack and was out the door. It took me about twenty minutes to walk the several blocks to the studio, but when I made it I greeted the receptionist. “Good morning, Ricardo!”

“Good morning, Y/n! How are you today?”

“Average, I guess. And you?”

“Fabulous. I’ve got my coffee so today should go smoothly.”

I chuckled. He always liked his caffeine. 

“I better head on up. I’ll see you later. Have a great day!”

“You too!”

I walked upstairs to the locker room where I placed my backpack and shoes in my locker. I slipped off my hoodie and then sat on one of the benches to put my pointe shoes on. When they were secure, I walked into the studio. I saw the girls hounding Jessica for information so I just went to my corner and stretched. As I was doing so, Maria came into the room. She looked around and when she noticed me, she came over. “Good morning, Y/n. I hope your dinner was enjoyable last night.”

“It was actually. The Morningstars are very nice people.”

“I’m glad. Was Jessica nice to you?”

“With them, yes. In the car, not so much.”

“I see. I’m sorry that happened.”

“It’s no big deal. I’m used to it.”

She smiled and patted me on the shoulder. “Well I’d better get to teaching. Shall we?”

“We shall.”

Maria clapped her hands and we fell into our rows. We did a few warm up exercises and as we were doing this, Ricardo came into the room holding a bouquet twice the size of my head and the phone. We stopped to ooh and ah. “Yes?”

“These just came for Y/n.”

“What,” I muttered.

Ricardo came over and handed me the plastic wrapped flowers. Upon closer inspection I saw my favorite flower mixed with roses. I could feel heat rising to my cheeks as I found a card amongst the petals. Pulling it out, the heat burned brighter. “What does it say, Y/n?”

“To our dearest Y/n, thank you for a wonderful night. Call us anytime. From the Morningstars. And then there’s a phone number.”

All my friends squealed in delight and Jessica stepped forward rudely. “Was there anything for me, Ricardo?”

“I’m afraid not. I’ll keep checking. Oh also there’s someone on hold for you, Y/n.”

He handed me the phone and I looked at Maria. She gestured for me to answer it. “Hello?”

“Good morning, Y/n!”

“Who is this?”

“Ah, how rude of me! It’s Luci.”

“Mr Morningstar?”

At the mention of the name, Jessica glared at me. I gulped.

“What have I told you about formalities, darling?”

“Sorry, bad habit. What can I do for you?”

“The wife and I were wondering if you’d like to go dancing tonight.”

“T-tonight? But we just saw each other-” “Lilith and I have taken quite a liking to you, my dear. You’re such a sweetheart and we’d like to be with you again. You just radiate a beautiful energy. What do you say?”

“Oh, um, uh…I guess. Sure.”

“Great! We’ll pick you up at 7 o clock! See you then, dear!”

“See you then.”

I pulled the phone away and ended the call. Lily spoke first. “Well?”

“I guess I have another date tonight with the Morningstars.”

The girls erupted into screams of joy and surrounded me in a hug except for the prima ballerina. She gave me a heated glare, stomped her foot and stormed off. I gave the bouquet and phone back to Ricardo. “Could you put them in my locker please?”

“Of course!”

“Thanks, Ricardo.”

“Don’t mention it.”

He left the room and Maria tried to calm everybody down. “Girls. Girls! GIRLS!”

They stopped and stared at our instructor. “Let’s get to work. We don’t have much time.”

“Yes, ma’am,” we all responded.

The rest of the morning and afternoon was spent practicing. Around 3 pm, Maria let us go. When I went into the locker room, I stopped abruptly. All over the floor near my locker were flower petals and the destroyed bouquet. My hoodie lay on the bench as well as my backpack. I went over and picked both up only for my things to fall from the bag and my sweatshirt to have tears in the material. I looked at the bottom of my bag to see a large hole had been cut. Both were beyond repair. I sighed and threw both items in the trash. I had a feeling it was Jessica. I just couldn’t believe she was that angry at me when it wasn’t my fault the Morningstars called on me. Grabbing my stuff, I put it on a bench and then went to grab the broom and dustpan. Retrieving both from the supply closet, I returned to the locker room and cleaned up the flower petals and tore up card from the carpeted floor. I threw that and the plastic wrapped stems in the trash before returning the cleaning supplies to the closet. I walked back to the locker room, grabbed my stuff and made my way home.

When I got home I had taken a small nap and then got ready for the night. I chose a dark blue floral blouse, black pants, black boots and a denim jacket. Grabbing my keys, phone and purse, I headed down to the main street. The same Mercedes-Benz sat in front of my building and out stepped Luci from the car. “Over here, Y/n!”

I walked over and slid in, only to realize when he got in that I squished between the husband and wife. Oh boy.

“Derek, you may go.”

The car drove off. It was silent for a minute and I bit my lip when both Luci and Lilth’s hands came to rest on either one of my legs. “So my darling, did you enjoy our flowers? Lilith and I combined our efforts to come up with it.”

“Uh, I did. Before they got destroyed.”

“What do you mean?”

“I had them put in my locker and when I got back from practice my hoodie, backpack and flowers were lying on the ground ruined.”

My eyes widened when I thought I saw horns come out of Luci’s head and his eyes go from red to white. I blinked and they were back to normal. “And who do you think did it?”

“Well…I can’t say.”

Lilith put a finger under my chin and made me face her. She brought her head so close our lips almost touched. “Love, you can tell us anything. We’re here for you. Was it that pesky Jessica? I knew we should have sent flowers so she didn’t feel left out but Luci was very determined not to.”

“She was soooo boring! All she did was talk about herself. At least our little apple was nice and polite.”

I felt him trace a pattern on my thigh but I couldn’t see as I was stuck staring at Lilith. “Luci…”

“It’s true! You can’t deny that, honey.”

“Alright, yes. She was a bore. But maybe our lovely’s bouquet would still be intact.”

“Okay, I’ll give you that one.”

“Anyway, was it Jessica?”

I could feel their eyes bore into me and I felt compelled to nod. They glanced at each other and then back to me. “Don’t worry love, we’ll get you as many flowers as you’d like.”

“Yes, but let’s focus on tonight. We’re going to dance the night away!”

My body tensed slightly when Luci put his head on my shoulder and I could feel his breath on my neck. “I-is hot in here or is it just me?”

They both chuckled rather loudly. “Oh dear. I think our little apple is heating up, Lilith.”

“Yes I think so, Luci. Perhaps we should aid her?”

“Yes. Yes we should.”

I gasped when I felt Mr Morningstar start to suck on my neck. I tried to pull away but Mrs Morningstar brought me into a kiss. My eyes widened and I attempted to hit either of them, but each of them had grabbed one hand and held it. I squirmed as they took their sweet time kissing me and just as I brought my legs up to kick them the car stopped. They pulled away with giant grins on their faces. The door opened and I clawed my way over top of Luci to get out. I figured he left a hickey so I did my best to raise my jacket collar to hide it. Just as I finished, I felt an arm wrap around my waist and the other around my shoulders. “Shall we go in, my love?”

I nodded and the two scooted me inside the club. It was very loud when we entered, the music making the walls and floor shake. The three of us sat in a private booth and Lilith went to go get us some drinks. I tried to put past how they had both kissed me, but I just couldn’t for the life of me. I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to like it or not. Sure they were nice people but something about them unsettled me. “Whatcha thinking about, my dear?”

I looked up at Luci, his brow furrowed. “Huh? Oh nothing.”

“I don’t think it’s nothing. You’re very quiet.”

“I guess…nevermind.”

“Come on, you can tell me. You can tell us anything.”

His hand reached across the table and it laid on my knee. It reminded me too much of their kiss so I slid it off. He seemed very surprised by my retaliation. I looked at the hardwood floor as I spoke. “I guess I wasn’t expecting you guys to kiss me. I thought we weren’t quite there yet.”

“Oh, is that what’s got you bothered? I’m sorry. My wife and I are very forward when it comes to love.”

“Love?”

“Yes, you heard me.”

“What are you two talking about?”

Lilith had returned with three drinks. She set them on the table and sat by her husband. “Y/n doesn’t think we love her.”

“It’s not that, I just think it’s too early. I mean we met yesterday for crying out loud.”

“Aw, but you’re so fascinating, my love! How could we not fall in love with you!”

“Look, I’m not ready to take it to the next step-”

“You will in due time, little apple. It’ll just take some getting used to.”

I felt like I wasn’t being heard and I just needed a minute to breathe. “I, I need to go to the bathroom.”

I abruptly stood and speed walked to the nearest restroom. Just as I was about to enter, I bumped into somebody. “Oh, I’m so sorry!”

“No please, it was me-Y/n?”

I looked up and felt my heart stop. Oh great, my ex. Just what I needed. “Hey.”

“Hey…how have you been?”

“Um, good I guess. Look, I was just heading to the bathroom-”

“Well now that I got you here we might as well talk.”

“I’m not in the mood.”

“Y/n, I know we got off on the wrong foot-”

“You left because you found someone else. That’s that. Now if you’ll excuse me-”

They grabbed me by the shoulders and I stiffened. “You always do this when I try to talk to you. You shut me down. I just want you to fucking listen.”

Their grip tightened and I wished I was more at the table with the Morningstars then here. “Let go!”

I shoved my ex away and ran out the front door. I took a sharp turn and leaned against the alley wall. I leaned my head against the brick and let out a sigh. I heard rushing footsteps and I internally groaned when I saw Ex-Partner’s Name round the corner. “There you are! What part of I want to talk to you do you not fucking understand?!”

“The message is clear, but I just don’t want to talk. When you left me, that finished the matter.”

“But I want you back! I made a mistake alright, but I realize that now! Come on, what do you say?”

“I’ve said no and I’ll say it again. NO!”

They growled and I saw a glint in the moonlight. My eyes widened when I realized it was a switchblade. They rushed at me and I quickly closed my eyes and curled inwards, waiting for pain. It never came. I opened my eyes to see Luci with completely red eyes and long red horns sticking out of his forehead. A floating apple and a golden snake wrapped around the top of his horns and a fireball hovered above his head. Lilith was beside him, her eyes completely white and reddish purple curled horns stuck out of her head. He grabbed my ex by the wrist, twisting the knife out of their hand. They screamed in pain and I gasped seeing the bone stick out. Oh my God…

I stepped back as Luci twisted harder and more bone came poking out of the skin. “Don’t even think about going near her! YOU UNDERSTAND ME, YOU LITTLE BITCH!”

I watched in horror as the knife levitated towards Lilith and she stabbed my ex in the shoulder. They howled and she brought the knife up and stabbed again. Their nails grew into claws and they started to dig into my assailant’s skin, blood rushing down from their wounds. I backed away and then sprinted out of there. My ex’s screams rang in my head as I continued to run. What the fuck? What the fuck?!

I suddenly slammed into a chest and shrieked when arms wrapped around me. I realized it was Luci, his eyes now white with a red background. Six red and white wings stuck out of his back and they slightly curled around us as I beat on his chest. “Let me go! LET ME GO!”

He nuzzled into my hair and I kept flailing around. Lilith magically appeared beside him, my ex’s body dragging on the ground behind her. “Shh. You’re safe now, little apple. We’ve got you.”

“Get the fuck away from me! Get! Away!”

“Lucifer, don’t hold her too tight now. We don’t want bruises on her precious skin.”

In my struggle I slowed. Lucifer Morningstar. Lilith Morningstar. Horns. Wings. Wait a minute…

“Are you the Devil and his wife,” I asked timidly.

The two looked at each and sighed. “I guess the duck is out of the bag, Lilith.”

They turned to look at me and I shrunk in his tight hold. “Yes, we’re the Devil and his wife.”

It all made sense now. The red and purple eyes. The pale complexion. The reason they were such mysterious patrons. Their daughter being down under.

I shoved Lucifer and he let go for a second before his bloody claws grasped hard on my arms. His talons dug into my skin as I struggled. “Let me go, please! I, I won’t tell anyone what happened here! We can just go about our lives! Just, just let me go!”

By now tears had started escaping my eyes and I quickly kicked Lucifer in the balls. His claws slid down and caused four gashes to appear on my forearm. He let out a groan and I turned to flee, only for him to fly in front of me. “Y/n! Stop!”

They cornered me to the wall and the brick dug harshly at my back. “Everything’s alright, my love. You’re alright.”

Lilith brought her hand up and I slapped it away. My chest was heaving to try and gain air into the lungs, but I couldn’t get any in. I mean how are you supposed to react when you find out that the patrons of your ballet academy who are in love with you are the Devil and his wife?

“Y/n, dear, breathe. Breathe.”

“I, I can’t! I c-can’t!”

I just broke down. I slid down the brick and wrapped my arms around my knees. I began to hyperventilate as tears rushed down my cheeks. I heard Lucifer and Lilith say something to each other but I couldn’t make it out. As I cried I felt something gently hit my head and arms. I looked up to see golden dust raining down upon me. I looked up even further to see it coming from Luci’s fingertips, a gentle smile on both his and Lilith’s faces. Suddenly I felt very tired and calm, too calm. I could feel my muscles go slack and my body limp as Lucifer picked me up bridal style. “Just close your eyes, lovely. We’ll be home before you know it.”

“H-home? W-whose home?”

They both looked at me and smiled brightly. My eyes closed and my breathing steadied.

“Ours.”

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[ternaryflower53]

hello i am SO fucking sorry to jump into your inbox like this out of the blue but as a fellow chinese american and non jew i really really appreciate you talking about and acknowledging antisemitism.

i live near san francisco, so i have a plethora of asian american friends who all self identify as liberals, but after i unbrainwashed myself from antisemitism thanks to some hard conversations, i’ve had an incredibly tough time digesting the antisemitism absolutely baked into so much of what these friends say and how unwilling they are to see israelis as human, much less listen to them.

as always, i have to add a disclaimer here that i firmly call for accountability for the IDF and israeli govt since they’re acting with impunity, and i pray to see a palestinian state in my lifetime. but it hurts knowing how much of a fringe position it is among my peers to fully believe that israel doesn’t actually deserve to be demolished, because there is no way in hell the descendants of refugees expelled from MENA countries will be “just fine when they go back to where they came from.” if anything i suspect their certain deaths would be celebrated even more greatly because they’re israeli and the evil is defeated!!!

i just.. i don’t understand how fellow asian americans could have understood the importance of not speaking over black americans, and instead elevating their voices and amplifying solidarity during 2020, yet so wholeheartedly throw themselves into calling for israel’s dissolution. i don’t know if it’s that they’re ignorant of the fact that israel wasn’t created just for funsies or that they wholeheartedly believe israelis are an object to peace for palestinians. and yet they all have the gall to say “punch a nazi uwu!!!” or “i’m not antisemitic” and then unironically retweet something saying that what’s happening in gaza is the holocaust. everything is just so fucking backwards and upside down.

again, i’m sorry for basically venting this whole essay into your inbox, but i see you and i stand with you and our jewish and palestinian siblings, and i pray for peace in our lifetime. thank you again for your voice. may it never waver.

oh my gosh, no need to apologize!! i really appreciate you taking the time to share your thoughts, and i firmly believe that it's really important to let jewish people know we exist, even if it's on anon.

i agree with everything you've said here, really. i am a pacifist at heart - the death of so many palestinians is heartbreaking, full stop. but so many people advocating for palestinians are using terrifyingly violent rhetoric towards jews (especially israelis), and it's awful.

regarding your point about not understanding how others in our community are doing this... i don't know. i think it's people's internalized antisemitism. i think it's the social media's tendency toward groupthink and people not doing their own research. i think it's the human desire to create a black and white "good vs evil" narrative - particularly one that casts the US in the role of "evil". i think it's a lack of education about the holocaust, and lack of teaching of critical thinking skills, and so many other things.

but ultimately it all comes out in the wash. it's all antisemitism, and it all hurts jewish people. no matter how much people say that they're against antisemitism. it means nothing if they follow it up by doing an antisemitism.

anyway. i could say so much more, but i'm just going to reiterate what i said at the beginning: i'm glad to hear from you. i share your hopes for peace. keep working to support jews, who need allies more than ever, whatever that looks like for you.

#anonymous #tern talks #israel/palestine #antisemitism #(reasons people do the thing are very important for recognizing ways you are not immune to propaganda) #(and for trying to deradicalize people) #(but not for like. recognizng the harm that's done) #(in case that wasn't clear)

[ishipthis]

The option I think wasn't exactly available on your poll, but basically I think there are at least a few weeks between when Carly and Freddie get together and the very next episode. So after iMake New Memories, they probably spent about a week awkwardly dancing around it before they finally figured it out and got the timing right, etc. But I don't think they would have waited that long or gone public before ahem, you know. And then a week or two later, at the beginning of iGo Public, when Harper brings it up, it's a topic that Carly can quietly brush off without too much embarrassment or blushing and without being awkward or freaked out because they already worked it out. And that's why Freddie is so vulnerable and open when he says he loves Carly. So yeah, they probably had their awkward little "oh my gosh this really is happening" somewhere in between those two episodes.

That was so beautifully put, anon. And I actually tend to agree with you. I mean at very least I have to believe there would have been some very heavy petting and or lines crossed prior to the love confession.

I think it probably would have been a little worry in the back of their minds that while they're finally all in, what if things physically weren't a match. So I think you're right that it makes the most sense that between 303 and 304 that boundary would have been pushed and they would have started experimenting with what it means to be physical.

He also calls her his girlfriend at the start of 304, and I tend to think that maybe that also alludes to the fact that they've crossed that line. Because it's a big jump to go from 'I want to be with you' to 'I'm comfortable admitting I'm in love with you' after 15 years of off and on denials and repression. It would makes sense that during those weeks we didn't see there were probably a lot of conversations and interactions with each other that lead to deepening and solidifying that connection to the point that they both felt safe to call it a permanent thing.

Man, there's a lot to unpack here, and a lot that I think that we're just never meant to know, which sucks because writing wise it could have been so good!

#thanks anon #with that being said I bloody love anon asks #so please feel free to send me all your questions #or thoughts #or feelings #let's do group Creddie therapy together and unpack this #creddie #icarly #carly x freddie #anon ask

[captaindamianos]

Hi! :3

To the anon abt eiat: I agree with captaindamianos, honestly: they said their goodbyes many times, and they talked things through! Auguste knows how much going back means to Laurent, and knows what it would be like for him to stay with him in the present - he said so himself! He's never seen him so happy, and grown, and himself, and he hasn't even seen what Laurent is like WITH Damen; he's only seen the ghost of that person. So he understands, and forgives him, because above all, Auguste loves his brother so fucking much, and couldn't resent him for being happy! It doesn't mean he's not sad to seem him go, he's simply... letting him go, you know? He recognizes he'd been holding Laurent back, not giving him the freedom and support to grow in the past, and I think he's also trying to make up for that.

Also! I think it was a great way to deal with the goodbye, maybe the best one for both of them! This way, Auguste has all the time and space to grieve his brother's loss, without being tempted by the moment to idk, ask him to come right back, or breaking down in front of him, and making this choice all the harder for Laurent, who would see exactly how hurt his brother would be. And as a fellow older sibling, I agree with this choice! If I could be assured that my sister was happy, and well cared for, and in a place where she could be the absolute best version of herself, I'd be so happy for her! Even if that meant never seeing her again. Yes, I'd grieve her loss forever and ever, but it's not as if she was dead or I didn't know what happened to her!

And, yes, this chapter hints at Laurent maybe being able to go back to Auguste semi regularly, so I guess we'll see if this is really a final goodbye👀

This got wayy to long sorry! And anon, if your ask was merely trying to say "gosh I wish we'd seen a real last goodbye, with a last hug and last words" then I'm sorry, I wrote all of this without a real reason, so... sorry, i guess?

Anyway. Isn't this fic just the best thing you've read in a while?? :3

Hiii!!!! Oh my god, thank you so much for writing all of that down. You put it into words so much better than me and I absolutely agree with everything you said. ❤️

We learnt so much about their relationship through Laurent over the course of the story and there was a lot of love, but sometimes there was a tinge of resentment over not being able to grow and show what he's capable of. Their relationship is now in an amazing place, where Auguste recognised and acknowledged that he held Laurent back, while also admitting that it wasn't him and the modern world that was responsible for Laurent's growth. I think, while it makes me very emotional to think about, it's the best possible moment for them to take the path that is right and good for them and they both know it too. Their relationship was so much better for it.

I also reblogged an ask earlier that B answered about this. Please have a look at that as well, anon.

And thank you so much for the ask and your thoughts on this!! ❤️

#answered ask #eiat spoilers

[gralunaisland]

Hey there, it's the same anon who brought up the Gray's actual type topic. I'd like to talk about it more. I want to explain why I think Gray needs someone like Lucy or Erza are as a potential love interest, with some individual qualities.

Gray has spent years after years drowning himself in the guilt causing Ur's death. He has been saved by Ultear too. The burden isn't easy to carry. He needs someone to make him feel easy. He needs someone who cares about him and will slowly peel off the heavy covers of guilt gradually.

Juvia forces herself upon him. She never really gave a shit about Ur or Ultear or Gray's past issues. She makes him awkward at every given moment.

Gray needs someone to keep him in check, by not limiting his interactions but by ensuring he doesn't stray. Erza and Lucy both are capable of slapping sense into him.

While Juvia defends him even when he's in the wrong.

Gray needs someone who can match his goofiness with her smartness while joining him in his antics at times. Both Lucy and Erza are smart, but also pretty goofs when need be. Not overly strict or serious.

While Juvua relates everything to romance. Blindy puts Gray on a pedestal. Acts like a dumb lover mostly. Her only trait is her being in love.

Interestingly though, Lucy and Erza's abilities to change into dresses contasts Gray's stripping habit lmao.

While Juvia adapts to his bad habits.

It's been forever but Gray hasn't even said I love you to Juvia even though he's quite straightforward with his statements. Because the Gray who fell for Juvia isn't the Gray himself. A doppleganger.

I wish we had someone like Lucy or Erza for Gray instead of horrible Juvia. Yuck. Ewww.

Part 2 of Gray's Real Type (Anti gr///via Post)

Oh my gosh, I agree with everything you say AGAIN!!

First before I do a short dive into what you said, let me just tell you that your first ask was reblogged a few times by people who really like what you said! And no wonder, because both of your asks have been utterly fantastic! (Their first ask, for anyone who's curious, is linked here.)

I don't really need to say anything here either because of how complete your wonderful thoughts are, but I'll give some of my thoughts so I'm not being lazy haha.

First point:

You analyze Gray's guilt and trauma very well, Anon. He definitely needs someone to care for him, someone to put him first and to want him to be safe and happy. He needs to realize it's okay to live for his friends, and that he doesn't need to throw his life away like those who've done so for him before if he can live for them.

Interestingly enough, instead of alleviating or healing any of this guilt, juvia instead only added onto this trauma by willy-nilly throwing her life away in the Alvarez arc. I go into that more in this post, but basically what I said was that juvia doesn't exist without Gray. If he died for her there, then honestly and seriously, (TW) she would probably find a way to die afterward regardless because her entire reason to exist, her entire personality, her entire being would be gone. she would rather saddle Gray with the extra trauma of making him believe he was the reason another woman in his life died for him than to live in a world where Gray isn't alive. That's not selfless, that's selfish, and she has no sense of self without Gray in the first place.

You also make a great point, that juvia actually doesn't ever seem to care about Ur's or Ultear's effects on Gray. Very briefly in 413 Days, for her bothering Gray on the sad day, juvia said sorry, but then she went right back into being her usual, slobbering, non-consensual harassing self. To quote my Analysis of the 413 Days post, "If she actually did any sort of actual reflecting on her actions or soul searching due to remorse over bothering Gray, then she would know that he's completely uncomfortable and creeped out by this, and that giving him a lewd, completely inappropriate body pillow would be a terribly rude idea for a gift."

That doesn't show any real self-reflection, and any self-awareness she has, she smothered with her obsessive desires to own Gray. But otherwise, in general, juvia really doesn't seem to care about Gray and his past and his dreams and his desires. she never really asks him anything to get to know him better. The reason why is because she doesn't care who he is, she's just in love with a fantasy version of him that loves her back and is her prince, which just shows again that she doesn't really love Gray Fullbuster as a person. This makes it no surprise that she doesn't care about his Ur and Ultear trauma, but it's nonetheless despicable of her.

Second point:

I totally agree that Lucy and Erza slap sense into him, and that he needs it from time to time!

And I am SO glad you mention how juvia defends him even when he's wrong!!! I made this exact point in my Analysis of the Daphne Arc post, how blind trust isn't good, and how it helps to show how dangerous and unhealthy juvia's feelings for Gray are since Gray can do no wrong in her eyes, which is a hazard for him, for her, and for many people around them. Being put on a pedestal does nothing to help Gray grow as a person, and real friends want to help push each other to becoming the best version of themselves they can be. juvia being Gray's blind cheerleader no matter what he does literally cripples him from growth and keeps him devoid of any constructive criticism.

Third point:

As for Lucy's and Erza's smartness, I totally agree, they can be total doofuses, but they're also so intelligent and capable at critical thinking. Even Gray knows that, as he defers to Erza as a leader, and in the Tenrou Island arc, he trusted so much that Lucy was smart enough to figure out the riddle that he sought her specifically out.

And then I continue to agree that juvia is very much the opposite of intelligent. she, as you say, thinks everything relates to romance and can't seem to comprehend Gray's actions being motivated by anything but romance. For most of the main story of FT, Gray couldn't be clearer in his rejection of juvia's advances, and yet she continued to misunderstand everything he did, chasing after a man who didn't want her.

I have no clue how some Pro gr///vians insist that juvia is an example of "girl power" because if anything, she's anything but an example of girl power. she can't live or function without a man, not to mention it's a man who doesn't even want to date her. (Disclaimer, I believe women who want love and want to depend on a significant other for certain things are still capable of being powerful. However, juvia is an example of a weak person in general because she is utterly dependent on Gray for personality, for motivation, for her will to live. she has zero independency. That isn't powerful in any regard.)

Everything you mention in regard to her being a "dumb lover", I concur! Relating everything to romance when Gray was treating her platonically, blindly putting him on a pedestal even when he's clearly in the wrong, having only a singular trait to her very one-dimensional character... All of that just points to her being honestly just a stupid, ignorant, naive child.

Fourth point:

That's such a fun point, Anon, that Lucy's and Erza's abilities contrast with Gray's stripping habit, while juvia literally acts as an enabler to his bad habit by acting like him.

Honestly, that's one of the things that make me the most disgusted with juvia, despite how I don't mention it much. It's technically a smaller portion of the terrible things juvia does to Gray, but it's one that boils. My. Blood. How does anyone find this endearing??? she's literally turning into Gray (just how Gray is turning into her in FT100YQ). It just demonstrates yet again that juvia doesn't exist without Gray, and that she can't help but steal his habits because she has none without him.

And this stripping habit isn't even a good thing! Yes, hardy har, naked people in anime, sooo funny, it's clearly meant for comedy, but just think irl, people who compulsively strip down to their underwear in public would and should be punished swiftly for public indecency. And yet juvia still does it just to act like she's a perfect fit for Gray.

And it might even be a trauma response for Gray, where doing it makes him unconsciously feel closer to his dead teacher, where it reminds him of her. He also does it without thinking, which is apparent when he freaks out when someone tells him he's naked, which really makes it seem like a trauma response, but I don't know enough about PTSD and such to be definitive, and I don't want to impose such on Gray. But if it were, then juvia is being even more inconsiderate of his trauma by mimicking it for no reason beyond her wanting to be closer to Gray, wanting to be more like Gray. Even if it wasn't the case, it would be seriously creepy regardless for someone, who likes you and follows you despite you rejecting them, to just copy an integral part of yourself. Honestly, that happens to people in real life, and it's the most unsettling thing. They're almost erasing you as a special, unique individual, which is exactly what happens to both Gray and juvia, Gray turning into juvia through Mashima's terrible gr///via writing, and juvia trying to turn into Gray through her creepy black-hole of a personality.

Fifth point:

And your last point is great as well, Gray is quite the straightforward person, and yet he hasn't said he loves juvia yet. That might just be because Mashima, ugh, is just milking gr///via and keeping all the Pros hooked for as long as he can (despite the fact that gr///via has further devolved into something even some of the Pros don't want to see). It could also be Gray just doesn't love juvia yet, that maybe a semblance of the real Gray is fighting back within him. I unfortunately don't have much hope in the horrible fever-dream-fanfic that is 100YQ, so I fear Gray may be lost forever and irredeemable by this point.

But I absolutely agree with you that the Gray who's fallen for juvia isn't the real Gray, only a doppleganger in the sense that he's not the same character he used to be. The real Gray would fall for someone who's his type, a smart, loving, kind, funny, good person, not a stupid, self-serving, selfish, self-centered, bad person who lacks any self-agency, which juvia is.

I'd ask Mashima to give Gray Fullbuster back to his real fans, but that might be too blissful of a hope...

Closing Notes:

Thank you for your patience and thank you for coming back with another awesome ask! I loved reading your words and typing up a response. I hope mine made enough sense!

#juvia just exhausts me #I still don’t understand how she has fans #askgraluna #ask #anti gruvia #anti juvia #fairy tail #anti juvia lockser #anti juvia loxar #defend gray fullbuster #gray fullbuster #anti gray x juvia #lucy heartfilia #erza scarlet

[gabessquishytum]

Yan Anon reporting in~

These are all just *chef’s kiss X2* perfect.

“yeah so i'm also obsessed with unhinged dream so if i may just uhh throw my own kinks into the pile (nonny if this inspired you i will be thrilled if not i'm still also hoping you wind up writing this fic because. omg.) but uh. dream giving hob a pussy, wrecking it, and then immediately adding some nice chastity piercings?” -🐈‍⬛

🐈‍⬛Hello! It has indeed inspired me, my gosh, you have no idea. I was thinking how Dream could torment Hob with the piercings and this is just inspired. And Dream being absolutely mean, making Hob beg for his release- my nose is starting to gush blood. I imagine Dream on a comfy armchair, sitting there with an uncharacteristically manic grin and flushed face, while Hob has to slowly crawl his way over and plead with whines and whimpers, and in his head he’s thinking, “Master please, I’ve been good, so good. I need your cock inside my pussy please. pleaseletmecum” All the while spreading his legs and pussy, just presenting himself to tempt Dream. WHEW. I just can’t explain it, Yandere Dream is just so hot to me, and I want him to be as possessive and as fucked up as possible.

“oh my GOD yes please like. dream eventually lets hob go and he feels awful and guilty about the whole thing and it hurts to let hob go but he does, he tweaks enough people's memories to just think that hob was away on sabbatical and it's fine, he can drop back into his old life.”

I hope I’m right in thinking this is the same anon XD‍‍ I was kind of torn on which ending I would like to happen, one where Hob gets mindbroken to the point where he stays in the Dreaming permanently(which is a bit too dark and urgh than I’d like) or one where Dream comes to his senses and lets him go, but this is perfect. Hob willingly and consensually offers himself to Dream and he’s not so far gone where he’s just a broken mindless pet. I LOVE IT. It’s hilarious to think that Dream would be the speechless one for once XD

Oh btw, here's what I was thinking about how this all started. Hob POV, Dream and Hob had their meeting in the New Inn, and everything’s wonderful cause Hob finally knows what to call his stranger AND Dream agrees to more than one meeting a century, a miracle! So they start meeting once every few months, then once a month, and so on and so on, until Hob realizes that they’re meeting multiple times a week now. Not that he’s complaining, he’s ecstatic really, even if Dream is exhibiting some weird tendencies/behaviors/habits.

Staring/Stalking - Hob notices that Dream likes to stare, at him specifically now that he’s thinking about it, there’s a kind of darkness in his friend’s eyes that’s a bit unnerving, but he’s probably just imagining it. He’s just happy to have his friend around, but definitely not the big-ass raven that seems to be stalking his every move. There’s also the constant feeling of being watched whenever he’s alone or in public but maybe he’s just being paranoid.

Touching – They were fleeting touches at first like handshakes, and shoulders bumping, but now they’ve upgraded to handholding(context to follow XD) and actual hugs! Hugs that Hob swears linger just a tad too long to be considered normal, and did his hand kind of graze his ass? Ah who cares, Dream is finally being friendly and with honest-to-goodness smiles now.

People – People who have shown or expressed the tiniest bit of interest in Hob are now avoiding him like the plague. The regular customer that flirted with Hob yesterday at the inn is never seen again, the student that sent him a love letter has now dropped out of his class, and the friendly neighbor that usually gives him baked goods practically kissed the hallway trying to get to their apartment around him.

Dreams – Okay so I’m not so sure what to do here, Hob knows to an extent that Dream has dream-related powers, cause Dream gave him some vague bs answer like usual XD There’s gonna be mind-blowing wet dreams about Morpheus obviously, but maybe Hob doesn’t suspect Dream at first, perhaps he thinks it’s his desires manifesting into the hottest dream sex he has ever had, nearly every night, started almost the same time as when Dream reappeared in his life. Right Hob, right. Hob is gonna act more awkward cause of the dreams but I’m still thinking about whether there’s gonna be any physiological effects like increased horniness.

Then I was thinking of an incident that pushes Dream over the edge, perhaps someone flirting aggressively with Hob or Hob gets into an accident of some kind. Then boom, goodbye waking world.

A bit long I know hahahaha but all thoughts and criticisms are welcome here~

-Love, Yan Anon <3

Yan Anon, you are INCREDIBLE. I am so obsessed with this crazy yandere Dream who is totally obsessed and fixated on Hob!!! Somehow it's made even better by the fact that Hob is "just a human" so why is Dream so completely insane about him? Nobody understands!!! I love the idea of him using every spare moment to check in on Hob (either spend time with him or just... watch from afar), it's like his hobby at this point (there's a pun in there somewhere).

I also think Hob would be weirdly into it? Because he craves Dream’s attention, he wants to be Dream’s special pet... he even gets jealous if Dream happens to spend time with someone else because he’s come to expect that he’s Dream’s favourite. Just these two being weird and toxically attached to each other pleeease. Hob flirting with someone bc he knows Dream will go off the rails with jealousy and sweep him off to the dreaming to spank his pussy? Yeah. Yeeeeah <3

#yan anon #dreamling #nsft #the sandman #cw yandere

[tadpolesonalgae]

forget club rat az, mcr hot topic az is what we need. anyway hello????!!!!!!! it's time for my cbmthy thoughts baz was LITERALLY the mvp there. The way this man stood his ground to one of the most feared warriors of Night Court, that was so fun to read. Reader has to bring him a breakfast gift basket or something when she's back! He deserves it. ~very well acquainted

Also, Azriel is the king of Being In Denial. You know she's not in that goddamn room. And I agree with Yarnball (Wool?) 🧶 that it irks me that suddenly he's only giving her a second thought now because there's a vision where he dies? Please. He has so much yearning and redemption to do. (and I can't wait to see it happen hehe! suffer, az) (but I do remember him thinking that he's scared her off too... like the others have before and she was outlasting them... hmmm... I'll love to have him elaborate on that thought)

Her trading the earrings for the ring was EVERYTHING I got an inkling she might do that while I was reading and it was amazing when it actually happened. You said that even Az would be relieved she got rid of it, but I kinda wanted him to be a little offended fdbfhdfjfbd like why was he obsessively looking for them in her room? Hmph. I hope he does clutch his pearls a little when he sees she chose a fox ring as the trade!

Now for the main, most important part: Death Surge? As in the burst of energy and vitality one gets when they're about to die? Tabby, you evil genius. I'm so excited to see the extent of her powers and what she can do with them, and why the Cauldron would give her that. Nesta took something, Elain was given... could reader have been dying when she was dumped into the magic bathtub and her powers happened as a response to this second life? Very, very interesting. I'm at the edge of my seat. the writing is beautiful as always! you're a source of inspiration for me at this point, it makes me want to experiment with my wording and sentence building. <3

(also, I think it's great that we are forming a group of besties through these anon asks, I love interacting with you all!!) love, 🥐

‘forget club rat az, mor hot topic az is what we need. anyway’

Wait hold on!! I have evidence to support this 🥹🧡💛

‘hello????!!!!!!! it's time for my cbmthy thoughts’

Let’s gooooo 🥳🔊

‘baz was LITERALLY the mvp there. The way this man stood his ground to one of the most feared warriors of Night Court, that was so fun to read.’

He’s so provocative it’s worrying 😭 like I know he had a tendency toward violence (in the casual-brawl-at-the-pub kind of way, not anything potentially dangerous to reader) but an Illyrian warrior Bas?? Please be more careful next time 😭

‘Reader has to bring him a breakfast gift basket or something when she's back! He deserves it. ~very well acquainted’

🤭🤭🤭

‘And I agree with Yarnball (Wool?) 🧶’

I love it so much when you interact with one another 🥹 it’s so sweet to see 😭

‘He has so much yearning and redemption to do. (and I can't wait to see it happen hehe! suffer, az)’

I’ve been thinking about how exactly Az’s redemption is going to go, because while I don’t think he’s done anything bad bad, I don’t think reader will be able to trust him entirely as is, even if she wants to.

Trust building exercises!!! 🔊🔊🔊

‘suffer, az’

👀🤭🤭🤭

‘(but I do remember him thinking that he's scared her off too... like the others have before and she was outlasting them... hmmm... I'll love to have him elaborate on that thought)’

Oh my gosh, that was meant to be him thinking “first I was kind of a dick to her in library, then I was more of a dick after, then I read through the volume, then I got her a bland present, then I left her unchecked when I should have spoken to her instead of giving her time and space🙄”

Sorry, I can see how that could be misinterpreted 🫣😅

‘Her trading the earrings for the ring was EVERYTHING I got an inkling she might do that while I was reading and it was amazing when it actually happened.’

I’m so happy you enjoyed it 👹

I remeber thinking so many times when I was writing part 12 “okay, you have to remember to mention that she takes the earrings with her or else what’s even the point” 😭🤦

‘I hope he does clutch his pearls a little when he sees she chose a fox ring as the trade!’

“I’m happy you got rid of them, but a fox ring? Really?” Yes, Az. Really 🤭 I think his feathers will get at least a little ruffled when he sees that finds out about it :)

‘I'm so excited to see the extent of her powers and what she can do with them, and why the Cauldron would give her that.’

I’m glad you’re excited because I’m scared—I don’t want to mess anything up from how I’ve imagined it 🫣😭

‘the writing is beautiful as always! you're a source of inspiration for me at this point, it makes me want to experiment with my wording and sentence building. <3’

😳😳😳 I’m so flattered, thank you 😭🫂

Writing is so fun for me and such a nice way to relax (most of the time) so I hope you get a similar thing out of it! 🧡💛🫂

‘(also, I think it's great that we are forming a group of besties through these anon asks, I love interacting with you all!!)’

Right? It’s so lovely to see you speaking with one another ☹️☹️🧡💛

#🥐 anon <3 #🥐 #cbmthy

[woopeee]

like. like. majormoon yaoi anon once again hiiii

but like. like. where do i even start, ive explained this ship so many times to sm ppl. its hard to keep track of where the start of the explanation would be-

Imma start by covering up Life Series concepts here... will get into Empires and a funny AU i have later on... NOTE: i JUST realized seasons go autumn -> winter not winter -> autumn, so lets just imagine either its the other way around for some reason or maybe the games happen across different years or the watchers use time shenanigans n stuff IDK!!

Last Life: cottagecore queers. they started as friends, sure, they're best friends, but best friends who kiss, hold hands, cuddle together, cook together, stick to eachother like glue istg. AND I REPEAT !! KISS!! SURE SMALL PECKS BUT THATS NOT VERY FRIEND LIKE !! ive read many queerplatonic galaxy duo fanfics, but i think they're just romantically crushing on eachother and w time their relationship quickly escalated and neither of them wants to ask the big "what are we?" question. (plus, I hc every season of the series happens in a different season of the year, maybe in different years?? idk cause i didnt count for 3rd life but i dont think it would count as spring... ANYWAYS Last Life happens in Summer, for angst purposes)

Double Life: I don't wanna talk too much abt their relationship in DL cus it makes me so mentally ill, reminds me of sum personal lore in my life I wont get into, but I still love em. I hc soulmates have some shared features w their soulmates, different for everyone, like these two have the ends of their hair the color of the others hair. after the "divorce" Pearl tried to cut off that teal part but the ends just gew upwards, like the teal part just appeared in his new ends when moon cut off the old ones, so at the end he just used red dye to dye em red. Also I feel like they lowkey miss eachother even if both are too stubborn to talk to eachother and at least try to fix things. (winter. winter freezes. often killing all that in summer grew green)

Limited Life: Oh hoh ho... the drama is back but the toxicity is gone. frienemies, exes, a bit petty still but can joke about it for a lil, have forgiven eachother but at times still feel resentment. they live very far away, yet when they interact in person, if things are 1o1 and there isnt any of their allies nearby, gosh can the tension be cut with a knife. not only tension in the way or anger, but sometimes just being awkward around eachother, sometimes homosexual tension, sometimes homoerotic tension- (half joke, i wont talk abt nsfw stuff but theyre adults). They stare at eachother from across the room thinking either "i wanna punch you so bad" or "i would so go and kiss you right here right now", or both. However theyre still fairly friendly, its not the same as *Our Last Summer*, since they'll maybe pull petty pranks on eachother, specially the Nosy Neighbors on Mean Gills, with Pearl mostly having Scott's ever so slightly upset reaction, if even to get a groan or frown from him, tho he doesnt hate her anymore, its not like winter, thats in the past. Autumn comes and makes leafs fall... it gets rid of the dead waste of what winter killed, preparing for Spring...

Secret Life: ... for a new beginning. Spring comes along, a new, more lighthearted game at the start. After going through so much stuff together, everything they've overcome, "That's in the past" "It was a one time thing?" "Yeah, yeah" "Well, I'm glad we agree... glad we can move past that". And they start again, blank page, althrough clearly stained by past moments, they can look back at them fondly and joke around about it without hard feelings. Not only that, but they finally make up their minds, both of them get their shit together and can finally label their relationship, make it official... tho whats a game about secrets without some secrets of their own? So at first, with a bit of fear of what their allies would say, but also just in a way to keep privacy and get a laugh out of others confusions, they meet up in secret. Secret meetings at night or when their allies are out, whispering to eachother and giving eachother accomplice looks, finding hiden spots to sit down and talk. They're plenty suspicious in plain sight, but with all the reasons there could be for them to be hiding something? Maybe theyre up to no good! Maybe they're plotting destruction! Maybe its got to do with their tasks! Yeah, it drives the yellows mad in particular, trying to guess their tasks just to be told it couldnt be further from correct or that they already complited theirs. Now some participants are a bit oblivious, but others can put 2 and 2 together pretty quickly... they'd keep their mouths shut tho, cause seeing the others lose their mind trying to uncover their "plans" is quite the funny sight. Maybe some would get a push like a little knudge from Cleo "They're dating, Bdubs" "... OHHHH, SO THATS WHY". The Roomies all know for sure, Impulse suspects, to Gem and the Mounders it never crossed their minds, unsure about others tbh but thats what I know for sure. But yeah! Maybe at first they'd have a "Bad Idea" (from Waitress) moment, tho that song also could fit an ""afair"" in LimL from what ive talked with a friend, but yeah. They're destined to die anyways, since the finale means only one can win, and that winner is neither of them, but they'll meet in the next game. Tilly next time. Or, Tilly death does them part...

... except not, cause not even death can do that, cause they are able to find eachother in every single universe, no matter the circumstances, even if their situation isnt ideal in some, they're always together, in one way or another. MajorMoon yaoi anon dropping the anon. Shameless Scottearl posting today!! Let's go rom Galaxy Duo Truthers!!!

Youre getting your own tag /silly

#woopeee speaks #majormoon yaoi anon #except you arent really anon anymore /silly #trafficshipping #majormoon

[actualbird]

shima 🤝 luke similarities definately. but consider SHIMA 🤝 MARIUS COMPARISONS???

though marius definately isn't golden retriever(tm) but both marius and shima i think had to deal with their whole lives scrutinized under a microscope of the public eyes, having to navigate through people who are only trying to take advantage of them, and how they have to put on a facade, keeping people at arms length... they both just seem... like very lonely people.

i honestly i kinda want to see marius go through a skip and loafer(tm) treatment and I JUST THINK HE NEEDS MORE GENUINE FRIENDS (WHEN HE MENTIONED HOW HE WANTED TO SHARE SNACKS AND RIDE ON SWINGS, HOW IS THIS OKAY)

shima might as well be a mariluke lovechild.

yeYSYYYEYEYEESS YES YESSSS YESSSSSSSSS OH MY GOSH YES ANON UR SO RIGHT

while "shima 🤝 luke" is more on the general outward demeanor and over-attachment to people pleasing, "shima 🤝 marius" is probably.....like Everything Else

i so absolutely agree with what u listed down there. in the same chapter shima had his "this is my role [...]" spiel that lives in my brain rent free, two other lines in that spiel gut punched me and is So mariuscore: "[i'm] a status symbol" and "we're both using each other, after all. it's not worth it."

(sidenote: ...ch 46 warm picnic is really one of my dang favorite chapters of this whole manga. because of the shima brain deep dive, but also because of mitsumi's "whether i fall in love with you or not" response that was one THE most wholesome and beautiful declarations of unconditional love ever. MITSUMI IWAKURA IF UR OUT THERE, PLS KNOW I LOVE YOU!!!!!)

BACK TO THE SHIMA 🤝 MARIUS ALLIANCE, UR SO RIGHT!!!! both of them ended up in a "special" kind of role as children, shima's being his job and marius' being his family, and all it did was isolate them both immensely and make them wary of others, make them second guess every kindness because whats the ulterior motive there, whats the transaction, what do they really want from me?

marius SHOULD go through skip and loafer treatment it would be so healing for him jhvjHVJjJKHVKJ HE NEEDS FRIENDS!!! //PUSHES THE WHOLE NXX TEAM TOWARDS HIM! ALL OF U HAVE BRUNCH TOGETHER RIGHT NOW, OR ELSE!!!

(sidenote 2: in my dreams, the team has more lighthearted happy group moments together that arent just the sliding puzzle minigame event prologues jvfkjjVJH. but the hoyoland event story has a special place in my heart for unexpectedly granting such good nxx team friendship togetherness moments....)

also "shima might as well be a mariluke lovechild" ........anon oh my god i think you mightve cracked the code on why shima immediately hooked my attention and then drove me insANE AKJHVASJF, it's the well written traits and backstory that r similar to my two tot favesies!!!!

anyway my god. im so emo about all these boys.

#marius' bday event keeps making me wanna wail like wtf his nostalgia makes way for the truth of his past loneliness so often #and im on SUCH skiploaf withdrawal. here kicking my feet waiting for manga updates patiently....shima i miss u... #asks #anon

[akai-anna]

Hiya! I'm sure you're already aware, but since your DCMK gift giver dropped out, your gift giver has been switched to me :D How are you doing today?

I have to say, all the platonic relationships you listed out on your form really called to my heart (like the sakura trio, detective boys, mouri family unit, etc etc)! All of those characters are super near and dear to me, and I love seeing them interact ^_^ I noticed you seemed to especially like Vermouth as well--- what do you think of her character? I just think she's like, really cool whenever she appears on screen hehe

Also, I just saw your recent post about the new spy x family chapter--- I'm glad that other people were getting major Detective Conan vibes too, it was so cute! I'm not sure if you're interested in detco fanfiction, but it really reminded me of this really good SpyFam x Detco crossover fic on AO3 called 'Forged', by HikariAA. If Anya was a detective, murder cases would get solved much quicker, wouldn't they?

(In addition, forgive me for snooping through your blog, but I just wanted to ask about how your darling dog is doing now--- the one you mentioned in your other DCMK anon ask. You don't have to answer, of course! Regardless, all the best wishes to you and her.)

Hope you have a great day, and I'm looking forward to working on your gift ^_^ !

OH MY GOSH, HI!!!

Yes, I've been notified of the change, and thus welcome thee, with great enthusiasm! Thank you so much for accepting to be my gift giver so late in the event. *bows*

Thank you, I'm doing well today so far. A bit apprehensive, since I have an interview today, but I'll try to make the most of it. And once I get home I hope to get a few things done that I've been meaning to (but got distracted from gkjnfjkbn). And let me throw back the question at you: how are you doing yourself, lovely? Also, I would like to hear more about what you like about DCMK! Pehaps you could tell me something that you cherish a lot yet feel you don't see enough appreciation for?

A PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP ENTHUSIAST!!! And gosh, I agree so much, THEY ARE SO PRECIOUS, and they are the reason I'm stuck in DCMK. (I am digging myself deeper and deeper into this hole, and enjoying it.) I live for their interactions, be it in fanworks or canon. And you are 100% right: I adore Vermouth! (As I gushed about that in this particular ask, gosh.) But in short: I love how she is a morally grey. The way she can kill and deceive without batting an eye, being very competent too, only to have her 2 little treasures whom she would protect with everything she has, meaning her own life too? I love her. I love her SO MUCH. It's such a shame she appears so little, NOW THAT IS THE CRIME!!! I'd love to see more of her (WHERE IS MY VERMOUTH BACKSTORY- *GETS HIT*)

SPY X FAMILY IS ALSO PRECIOUS TO ME (THE MOST ADORABLE FAKE/FOUND FAMILY EVER, MY HEART), and to see the reference to DetCo in the most recent chapter? My heart absolutely MELTED, to witness two of my eternal favourites fused together. AND I'M VERY INTERESTED IN FANFICTION (in general and for DetCo too), YES, YES, YES. In fact, no day passes without reading a bit of fanfiction, since I tend to read between the time I go to bed and fall asleep. AND I HAVEN'T HEARD OF THAT FIC BUT I'M VERY EXCITED TO CHECK IT OUT NOW!!! (I love recs, I ADORE RECS.) THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! And yes *laughs* Anya would be a great help for sure!

And snooping is more than welcome, feel free to do so in the future, if you want to! AND THANK YOU, fortunately she is doing SO MUCH BETTER, she is not yet fully healed (liver needs lots of time to regenerate), but she is eating with gusto (very good sign) and is more enthusiastic and active (also very good sign)! We are due for a check up in a few weeks, to see if all the medication worked as it should. I forgot to take pictures of her, but have these fairly recent ones (right after she started feeling better) as a treat, of my lil darling. (You have no idea how happy I am to still have her with me, BABY DARLING.)

THANK YOU, AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY TOO!!!

#asks #anon #rosie #dcmk exchange #i'm truly grateful that you are here! thank you!!! #i enjoyed answering your ask a lot!!! #TO HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TO GUSH ABOUT PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS WITH!!! WHAT AN HONOUR AND DELIGHT!!! #i have a couple dcmk asks i did for a ship bingo in which i ment and talked about OFC mainly platonic/familial relationships kdjfndkfjg #my brain is just Wired Like That #but detco is just so great on that front: the characters feels so organic and the way they interact is SO MUCH FUN!!! #gosh i'm so excited to hear your reply and chat with you more! #again: HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!

[etcrow]

i saw your requests were open and ive had this thought for a while but i can’t write lol (and ofc u don’t have to use the idea if u don’t like it)

the prompt is essentially a “morosexual” mc who gets flustered whenever mammon says some dumb, off-the-wall thing bc gosh they just love their silly himbo demon. the brothers prolly know how both of them feel towards each other but mammon is totally oblivious that mc’s blush is bc he genuinely thought that when the professor said “acute” he meant that the triangle was cute.

i’ll leave the rest to u if it interests u but mammon is best boy <3 :’)

My precious idiot

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Genre: fluff, comedy

Character: GN!MC x Mammon

Universe: Obey Me

Warning: none

A/N: hi anon, have a wonderful day. I did my best

Summary: our precious idiot Mammon makes MC goes pooofff

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It was another school day. You were sitting at your desk, Asmo was holding your arm, Mammon instead was sitting on the other side. You were trying to take the lesson, even though you were trying really hard, while the professor was talking and explaining a geometry problem. Yes, there was also geometry in devil doom, damned school subject.

The professor had said something and Mammon had answered in a low voice, making the class laugh. You turned to Satan who turned pale and explained to you what had happened.

The professor was explaining what an acute triangle was, and Mammon, in a whisper, was wondering what was so cute about a triangle.

You barely held back laughter and tears, looking at Mammon. He shrugged, not understanding what had happened.

Levi, in a whisper, had called him an idiot and Satan had agreed. Mammon was visibly offended by their insults and, not understanding what had happened, he had mistaken them for free criticism.

You hugged him and he awkwardly reciprocated. Asmo had made a shrill cry, so much so that it sounded like a pterodactyl. "How is it that the idiot gets free hugs now and I don't?"

The professor had silenced you all, startling you. One more word and he would have put you in detention.

Later, at dinner, no one really knows why, but someone had started talking about chocolate cow's milk and Mammon innocently asked you if that milk came from brown cows. Satan had grunted in exasperation, but you had stared at him, on the verge of laughter, hugging him.

Again the poor avatar of greed didn't understand what was happening, but he hugged you back, confused.

One day, Mammon sat next to you, looking at you. You could feel his gaze fixed on you. "Tell me why you always hug me? If you want attention from the great Mammon, just ask."

You barely held back a laugh, undecided whether to tell him the truth or not. Then, looking at his expression, you decided that no, you couldn't tell him the truth. So you opted for a colorful lie. "Oh sure Mammon. You found me out. I'm a huge fan of your hugs."

The demon laughed, hugging you. "Liar. Satan told me you do it when I say some bullshit. But thanks anyway."

You had returned the hug, holding tight to him. "When you want, silly"

"Now don't go overboard with insults. I'm still the great Mammon"

You laughed, kissing him on the cheek and running away. "Yes but you are my idiot"

He was dumbfounded for a second, staring into space, then smiling. He was your idiot and that was fine.

#obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me #obey me mc #obey me post #obey me headcanons #obey me funny #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me x gender neutral reader

[ikemenomegas]

I love love the character of the alpha in jjk. their relationship with gojo is super complex and the alpha's character itself is super complicated itself and thats why i love them sm. you mentioned before that they keep their silence when things get bad and i got reminded of my own experiences as the youngest child in a family where i had to shut up about my own sufferings just to keep the peace in the family and sooner or later, the person will blow up and thats what makes this character so interesting because you see how theyre keeping themselves together but we can also read their thoughts and we know that they are not okay and you're just waiting for the moment they'd go apeshit. And i also like how their relationship with gojo is the way it is because they both are shamans before they are two human beings deeply in love.

ANYWAYS BACK TO BEING IGNORANT OF CANON

Nobara sending a message to gojo asking why tf didnt he turn up for class to which gojo replies with a picture of of himself and his alpha beside him in disneyland wearing mickey mouse merch and telling her he's on a busy and dangerous mission

the alpha and nanami talking and purposely ignoring gojo annoying them

Thank you anon! It's been super fun putting together a layered character who suits this world but also a lot of work haha.

Oof, I'm the eldest daughter (and eldest child) in my family and I think this is something the eldest and the youngest often shake hands on, is that you frequently have to put aside your own suffering in order to be responsible or keep the peace. And this emotional pressure cooker eventually does blow up, but because it's everything, and when it goes on long enough there's nowhere to aim those feelings, it means that complicated feelings go everywhere, there's no single person or situation at fault so it feels like it's everything going wrong. One thing that's also a curse of the youngest is probably seeing every interaction between the rest of your family, on top of how the you are feeling, and being incredibly disturbed by how those interactions play out and are affected by personal bias and selfishness.

I think we forget a lot that even though there's only two kids, Megumi is the youngest and part of his "I only want to be responsible for my people, not the rest of the world" comes from that place of seeing how everyone around him takes on so much responsibility and justification it makes them crazy and his resentment at the world for doing that to them.

But yes!! Back to the fun happy times hahaha:

Oh my gosh, can you imagine how many curses there would be in a place like theme park where emotions and desires and disappointments are running high??? There probably are curses lurking around and they are at work but the "busy and dangerous" part is Gojo trying to get alpha to go on all of the roller-coasters together.

If Nobara complains loud and long enough, the whole first year class might "end up with" a surprise extra day off and oh look, Megumi just happens to have a set of tickets lol. Satoru is a troll, but even he would agree with getting the kids out to a theme park at some point - however the tickets aren't from him, the tickets are alpha who felt bad that Satoru was making fun of her all the time XD. Except Satoru makes them clean up some curses while they're in the area so it's not much of a vacation...

Alpha and Nanami, their cute kouhai, trying to read a map or something while Satoru has shown up to check on them and make a ruckus is killing me haha. Eventually Nanami's hinting "please deal with that" glances get to be too much and you have to buy Satoru a snack to shut him up for a minute and remind him he's cared for.

#gojo satoru #fushiguro megumi #nanami kento #gojo satoru x reader #omegaverse #jjk #io.myy #ask answered

[fumblingmusings]

Gonna be honest i always ignored himura's nyo!England - mines built like a boxer (think nicola adams) and has wild curly hair that she's only reeaaly learned to take care of in the 2010's. And of course she has the eyebrows. I mean if England gets to be a scrapy scruffy gremlin child, why shouldn't she?

[For those without context Nicola Adams is an retired, undefeated, darling of the UK, British boxer who looks like this:]

You know anon I was just reading about female Georgian pugilists (can't believe it was a legit thing but oh my gosh they really went for it) the other day and I can see what you mean!!!

This painting by John Collet is less about actual pugilists and more about a brothel worker getting into a fight with another lady and there's all kinds of shenanigans in the background with some dude getting his pocket picked and the kids are pinching that woman's muff and the bloke pulling up the poorer woman has hands somewhere they should not be and I think people are betting in the background and...

Georgian Britain... good gosh. It's almost funny how the Victorians looked back at the previous century and recoiled in horror. The utter lack of morals my goodness!

I agree with curly hair. I think it would be lovely if all the Anglo-Celt kids should have curly hair and they all looked like they just got dragged through a hedge backwards. Which they probably have at one point or another after falling off a horse or something.

Personally I'm a big fan of making female England a bit of a operatic Victorian waif - albeit one with a bit more agency who doesn't go gently into that good night a la Mimì in La Bohème...

But the Pre-Raphaelite models like Annie Miller, Fanny Cornforth/Sarah Cox, Jane Morris, Mary Emma Jones and Alexa Wildling. They're England. At least to me. Not very soft, a little hollow, but beauties all of them.

Like Annie Miller was once described by Ford Madox Brown as “looking thinner and more deathlike and more beautiful and more ragged than ever” which is such a whiplash of a compliment/negging, but that's really what I like to picture a female England as.

Like in her good years (like I suppose anytime pre 1645 and post 1995 really) absolutely she's a tiny tank who budges for no-one but in - ironically - her most powerful years she is also at her most... emaciated.

Ah! Thank you for your thoughts. Excuse mine.

#hetalia #hws england #fem!england #headcanon #q&a #i've had a lot to do with Fanny over the years due to my previous work so... i'm a bit attached #fanfic ask

[purble-turble]

So I've got some thoughts about DKR and TT if you'll indulge me for a moment, Purbs. Not plot stuff but like, Meta thoughts.

I've always found it a little odd about myself why while the time travel Au is highkey one of my favorite lmk AUs in the Fandom, and I absolutely ADORE TTRed, I could never really get into DKR other than as the villain of TTRed's story. But i've been in a lord of the rings mood lately and I think i figured it out

so everyone knows that speech Samwise Gamgee gives in Two Towers, yeah? the importance of still keeping hope alive even in the most dire of circumstances because a new day WILL come eventually. the folk in those stories had plenty of chances of turning back but they didn't because they believed that there was enough good in this world to be worth fighting for, and all that.

And keeping hope for the sun to rise even when lost in the darkest of nights is kind of TTRed's whole thing.

Whereas there's very little HOPE in the DKR universe without TTRed there swearing to change the course of fate, which is kind of the point, yes, but the fact that the only permanent solution that's not a full stop bad-end is DKR dying since nothing else will stop him for good as the Calabash storyline proves. and the only way for that to be narratively satisfying is for MK to be the one to kill him, putting more pain and trauma on someone who's already suffered far too much at DKR's hands. leaving that finale while on some level cathartic for the end of a nightmare, still a phyrric victory at best.

i'm not sure if i have a point to all of this so i'm just gonna go reread Test of Time and cry about that one terry pratchett quote and think about the poor traumatized muffin (and btw thats the cutest pet name for TTRed poor dear) "Let there be goblin hordes, let there be terrible environmental threats, let there be giant mutated slugs if you really must, but let there also be hope. It may be a grim, thin hope, an Arthurian sword at sunset, but let us know that we do not live in vain"

Oh my gosh Anon, yes, thank you for this, you absolutely hit the nail on the head here with this analysis!

Demon King Red is about a person losing himself into madness because he doesn't understand what it means to love, and when he's forced to choose between two things he loves he tries to force them both together and it ends up destroying all of them. It's a story of devastation and ruin and nobody comes out of it better than they went in. Meanwhile, Time Travel Red Son's story is about seeing that horror and the cruelty and selfishness and deciding that he will not let it be his own fate, and in doing so he learns what love truly is. It's not something you have or take, it's something you give and receive, and it cannot be forced. And while he doesn't exactly get out of it unscathed either, he's still always working to be a better person and that intent is the most important thing about him and his story.

TT Red is definitely the hope of morning to DKR's black, somber night. So it's completely understandable that you weren't so interested in DKR's story without TT Red there to give it that spark of hope. I definitely agree that a story with only a bleak outcome possible isn't quite as interesting. It's fun to make characters evil and have them suffer, but when it comes to having a full narrative, the lack of hope certainly makes it less appealing. Which is why the traumatized muffin's story is the one I chose to tell in full via a fleshed out fanfic (and yes I agree, that's the best nickname for him lol) and not to spoil anything for that fic, but you're definitely right about the only good ending is going to end up in more trauma for MK (and you're even more right that the story demands it to be MK who kills DKR ultimately) And that ending is only possible because of TT Red's presence.

Also I'm super mega flattered that Samwise Gamgee, the goodest boy of all, reminded you in any way of my story and my traumatized muffin. And that Terry Pratchett quote, it’s one of my favorite quotes by my favorite author to boot! You're gonna make me blush bringing these amazing things up in reference to my silly lego AU lol 🥰

#ask #blog #demon king red #time travel #Anonymous #thanks for this ask anon it's super nice~ #also not that it matters but I also love being called Purbs lol #I gotta update that fanfic #I am a few thousand words in to the next chapter and still have barely scratched the surface of what I need to have happen in it #that is my curse i guess lol

[bonesandthebees]

Strings of fate chapter 9!!

Goodness I am so late. I need to catch up with your updates. A new chapter of glass and your Mermay fic (congrats on the 3-year streak btw!)

But anyway I am here to sing my praise to you Bee so get ready!

I love how you described the missing piece in Tommy's life. He doesn't remember Wilbur but there is still a sadness that lingers with the loss of him and the life he lived as Wilbur. And I like how Tommy describes it as a bother lol

Tubbo and Ranboo are very understanding. It's sweet to see them try and help Tommy sort out his dream situation. Even though what Tommy is telling them sounds a bit strange they still try to provide possible explanations. Like Ranboo suggesting that Tommy's unfulfillment comes from his mother's absence.

Jack and cellphone Niki lets gooo!!! I savor every rocket duo moment you give us. I love them so much<3

It's a bit sad that Tommy doesn't recognize Jack. It was more deja vu than anything for him. It's alright though. I'm sure they will have plenty of time to get to know each other! And this time Tommy won't need to impersonate Wilbur:)

Techno too! Ah yes. Bedrock bros. It never fails to make me smile. Just the mental image of this calm, sarcastic dude interacting with a kid that excessively curses and threatens to punch his face is just so funny. And then Tommy just thanks him after! It's wonderful

I'm so proud of Tommy! He got accepted into the university he wanted most!

But despite that, he still feels like he is missing something. Something important. or perhaps...someone????

And then of course he sees Wilbur. Ughhghdhdh gosh Bee!! This is when it hit me that strings is finally coming to an end.

I like how your ending is different from the movie's. Don't get me wrong I still think it was a good way to end the movie. It's just that yours feels a bit more complete with the boys talking about their dreams and the missing pieces in their lives.

Oh and the relief! They found each other and it's so satisfying! They hug and get all the sweet sappy stuff that we all love out of the way before falling back into their natural banter and insults.

brothers <33 i could not agree more

thank you so much for this fic bee! i know how difficult it was for you to push through and finish it! we appreciate all the hard work that you put into writing it<3

now im off to get caught up on the new stuff you've posted! you're amazing as always!!

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compass anon hello!!! yes I have been busy with posting lately lol I'm going out of town next week so I'm trying to get my posting in gear because I'm definitely not getting any writing done while i'm gone

(it's very surreal to think that I now have a 3 year streak of mermay even if the first one only counts on a technicality like wtf how has it been that long)

describing the missing part of tommy's life as very challenging because tommy couldn't be too specific about it but at the same time his subconscious knows exactly what happened so it could be specific? kind of? it was a very hazy space to work with and that made it fun to write about tommy's mindset after everything

tubbo and ranboo are just trying to make their buddy feel better so he doesn't run off to the abandoned ruins of a city that got destroyed by a comet again

yeah jack and niki lets gooooo!! unfortunately yeah tommy couldn't recognize jack, but he'll definitely get to know him and niki both all over again now that he's found wilbur and wilbur will no doubt introduce him to his friends and family. everyone in their respective circles are gonna have deja vu meeting the other since they were literally impersonating each other for so long lol

I had so much fun writing that bedrock bros bit the two of them have the best banter

even though everything is going right for tommy he's still missing something... someone...

yeah I didn't want to make the ending exactly like the movies. while I love the movie with my whole heart, and I understand why the end is the way it is, I do wish we'd gotten slightly more. just an extra five minutes or so to see mitsuha and taki talking to each other. again, I understand why they didn't and I don't think it's a flaw on the movie's end at all, but it was something I knew I didn't wanna do for this fic. I wanted to give the brothers a more tied up sort of ending

I didn't want them to completely remember each other because I feel like that would just defeat the purpose of forgetting in the first place. but I wanted to get that deja vu "have we met before?" kind of vibe, and the knowledge that something happened between them in the past even if they can't fully know what it was. it doesn't matter if they can't remember everything, because they know they're the other half they've been searching for for so long. the brothers have found each other and that's what's important.

tysm i'm so glad you enjoyed!! I seriously got to a point where I almost abandoned it several times so I'm very glad I didn't, especially bc now I get to see all your kind words about it!! so ty guys <3

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Sometimes, the blushes on their faces aren't blushes, they're just aesthetic choice flush cheeks, which is why most girls are drawn with them to look cuter sometimes. I think Mashima likes doing them more in winter scenes, or with most of the girls and children.

I'm aroace, so it honestly grates my gears when everyone starts jumping on romantic connotations between characters the moment someone has a blushed cheek drawing, whether they're literally overexcitedly talking about something else, non-romantic embarrassed/ashamed, or literal pouting because they've gotten snubbed or dismissed.

I swear, one day someone is going to look at Yukino blushing at sabertooth's guild all because she was forced to strip naked in front of everyone, and try to say she's enjoying it and canonically has a humiliation kink.

Like, that's how ridiculous all this romantic 'he is blushing he must be tsundere/she must be happily in love in this moment!' moments sound to me.

Anime Blush Does NOT Always Mean Romantic Blush

I'll just add your two asks together so I can answer them at once if that's alright!

You bring up such good points about the cheek flush! I totally agree that manga/anime characters flush for a myriad of reasons, not just because of romantic feelings! It’s pretty willfully ignorant to take every single time it happens as being strictly for lovey-dovey purposes. I don't think Pros who claim it really pay attention to manga/anime in general if that's what they really think.

By the way, just to clarify to everyone, I only called it "blush" in my Part 2 of Why Gray isn’t a Tsundere post (which I assume is the post that prompted your ask) because that was the best word I could think of at the time to describe the phenomenon of blood rushing to one’s cheeks, but just in case someone understandably misunderstood, whenever I mentioned it, I didn’t mean blush as in romantic blush.

Anyway, back to your ask, I’m not personally aroace, but I do understand your frustration with people who read too much into things just to support whatever opinion they have. I can imagine it must even be more aggravating for you though when people keep pushing for romance to infiltrate every little thing even when it doesn’t belong or when it ruins things, so you have my utmost sympathy. Romance just isn’t always necessary, and there are many more human relationships beyond it to explore.

Oh gosh, Yukino and a humiliation kink… honestly, that’s what these particular Pros would have to agree with if they take any little blush to mean someone is sexually/romantically aroused/attracted to something, as they do with Gray towards juvia. But you know these Pros won’t, because they’re not logically consistent; they want to twist the facts just to prove Gray’s always been madly in love with juvia.

As for your next ask, I totally hear ya, you’re not saying blushing never equals romance, you're saying that you can’t assume blushing=romance when something like context exists. I completely agree.

And you’re so right about the reasons for flushing such as crying, and that’s exactly what Mashima and thousands of other anime/manga artists do! Even in the panels that the Pro gr///vian used which I show in Part 2, when Gray is crying as Ur sacrifices himself, or when Erza is crying as a kid by the River, they’ve got blushes on their face from the crying! Is that Pro going to say that Erza was madly in love with Gray too? Or that Gray was madly in love with Ur?? Of course not, yet they don’t even stop to think how that might contradict their point of “Gray blushing=Gray loves juvia”…

I don’t even need to give my two cents because you’re totally right, Anon, but I will add that in the scene where juvia is chasing Gray with her perverted butt in the air, at least in the manga panel (I don’t remember in the anime but I’m pretty sure he didn’t blush there either), Gray’s not even blushing in this instance so Pros shouldn’t even be using that as an example x_x. But yeah, I still agree with you, and who wouldn’t be embarrassed if someone was hounding you publicly to spank their rear and then literally chasing you with said rear?

Anyway, thank you so much for sharing your thoughts with me, Anon, and for your patience!

I get the feeling more and more that I don’t even need to say anything when I get such intelligent asks like this, so idk if my responses are unnecessary, but I think they’re what people expect when they send me asks, so I guess I’ll keep doing as I usually do haha~

#i get such smart asks #yall are so cool #gray is not a tsundere #gray isn't a tsundere #anime or manga blush is obviously not always romantic #and if you dont understand that you probably dont pay much attention #defend gray fullbuster #gray fullbuster #anti gruvia #anti juvia #anti juvia lockser #anti juvia loxar #anti gray x juvia #askgraluna #ask