#thank you so much for still having interest in reading my work despite the hiatus!

[tf-boi]

Ask and you shall receive . . . sorta. Technically still considering myself on hiatus but I wanted to do a quick story since I didn't want to get rusty.

For @m3ch4s7r1k3r~

This will be a Author X Reader story

It was a crowded hotel lobby but you noticed the me sitting in the corner of the lobby. Normally seeing me wearing unbuttoned dress shirts or in some suggestive pose (my editor's idea), today you are shocked to see me with a black baseball cap, with a light blue hoodie, and black joggers.

Building up the courage to walk up to me I noticed you when you when you were maybe a few feet from me. "Uhhh . . . hi?" I muttered, seeing a person approach me in my lazy outfit caught me off guard. I then I noticed the latest copy of my book, a series of TF stories, wrapped in your arms. "Ahh I see" I said with a smile, grabbing your book and signing it. "Thank you for your support . . . Raymond. Here you go! Thanks for reading!" You grab the book back, heart racing, but standing still. After an awkward moment, I speak up. "Would you . . . like to have a seat? I'm waiting on my boyfriend but he won't be here for a while. Would you like to keep me company?"

Nervously you sit down and introduce yourself.

"Nice to me you" I said with a smile on my face.

"Nice to meet you too! I'm a big fan! Your stories are so hot, where do you get the inspiration for them?"

I tilt my head to the side and place my finger on my cheek, trying to think of an answer. As I thought I take a look at you up and down. Examining every detail of you. Finally I spoke. "Well they are mostly based on true events haha".

"True events?" you said confused "Like you have people roleplaying objects?"

I place my hand over my mouth and chuckled "No as in I REALLY transform people." "But how is that possible?" You questioned.

"Well you see I can use magic. My specialty is transformation magic~" I say with a grin.

You look at my with disbelief, it was already hard to believe this thin twink was your favorite author, but now he is saying he is a wizard.

"Don't believe me?" I say leaning towards you.

"W-well its hard to believe? Magic isn't real?"

"Well there are only a handful of us left, and as long as we don't expose ourselves we tend to leave each other be."

"Then why are you telling me?" You say skeptically.

"Well I was just sizing you up just now. . . you look like my ideal subject for my next story. . . interested in being transformed?" I say with a sparkle in my eye, I run my finger down the side of your face.

You were skeptical at first, but eventually you somehow ended up in my hotel room.

"Glad you decided to join me~" I say looking pleased.

"Yeah sure. . .what are you transforming me into?"

"Well its a secret . . . just play along"

"S-sure . . ." you said hesitantly "You'll turn me back right? I mean I have a job and-"

"Don't worry too much! None of the people I transformed stayed transform since I normally use a reverse spell after I am done. . . though I do have some people who ask me to transform them on their free time too . . ." I said staring at my shoes. "Well here we go" I said, putting my index finger in my mouth, coating it with my saliva and pulling it out. I place it in front of you. "Say ahhhhhh"

You stare at the finger, thinking I'm nuts.

"I need some of my DNA in you for this to work. . . I would normally fuck you, but like I said I plan to meet up with my boyfriend later and you know~"

You think to yourself, worse case I have a part of him in me I guess. You opened your mouth and sucked on the finger. "MMmmm" You moaned as you realized how sweet my saliva was. Like the best tasting syrup. "Ahhh ahhhh" I moaned, enjoying you sucking on my finger. After a few moments more, I pull my finger out despite you resisting. "Well well you sure liked that more than I thought you would."

You nodded and suddenly you started feeling a weird sensation in your stomach, like a warm fuzzy feeling. You don't know what it is but you try to contain yourself. "Ahh . . its supposed to work now but you are resisting . . . gotta calm down a bit dear . . . " I said as I sit on your lap and started making out with you. I wrapped my arms around you and stick my tongue in you. We moan in unison as the warm feeling continues to build in your body. But your mind is slowly going blank, losing control with just me playing with your tongue with mine. Eventually you start to go numb and lose feeling in your arms and legs. They feel as if they were shrinking. Eventually you feel me getting on top of you, or that you are getting smaller. Your body heats up and you feel like blacking out as I remove my mouth from yours.

Moments later it gets hard for you to see, everything is dark. You cannot move, but you feel extremely aroused. You hear some rustling as I dig through your clothes. "Here you are" I say as I pick you up.

"Wow it worked!" I say with a proud grin "Oooh, I think I made you a bit bigger than I had planned . . ."

You grow confused, what did I transform you into?

I walk towards the mirror and you see your new form, a giant cock.

"N-no way thats me!" You thought to yourself, unable to talk. I had transformed you into a disembodied cock, a almost perfect replica of your own, except maybe twice or thrice the length and girth.

"You look pretty sexy now!" I said pleased with my work. You sense a bit of lust in my voice. "Well you were such a good kisser. . . maybe I will reward you . . ." I said opening my mouth wide, bigger than what you thought was possible as I started sucking you, the tip disappearing into my maw. "MMmmm MMMmmmm" I moaned, gripping my sheets of the bed. You feel an even hotter sensation as your feel your body grow. Not wanting to lose to your new cock body, I wrapped my arms around your ball sack and let your shaft get inside of me, your tip now going down my throat as I use my tongue and mouth to suck you off. You feel a warm sensation as you realize you have entered my stomach. You feel a knot growing in your new "throat" as I suck you off. You feel yourself salivating in the form of precum leak out of you into my belly. I moaned feeling it fill me up but I know the best was coming. I continue to suck you off and use both hands to stroke the parts of you out of my body. You feel yourself heat up and barely stay conscious, an insane wave of lust and ecstacy wash over you as you are pleasured by my mouth and hands.

You try as hard as you could to hold on, but you feel the knot in throat release, pumps and pumps of cum gushes out of your mouth (tip) of your dick body and into my stomach. "mmmmmmmmMMmmmmm" I moan as my belly fills up with your love juices. As your balls run dry, you feel your body shrink again and slip out of my mouth. I gasp for air as I caress you lovingly. "Well that was a lot of fun~ Glad you came with me now?" I giggled knowing you can't respond. I get up wobbly with a belly inflated with cum. I pat my stomach as I look pregnant now. "I think I got the inspiration to my new story now. Thanks a bunch." I snap my fingers "Reverse!" I shout, but nothing happens. "Hmmm . . . Reverse" I try again, and again, but nothing happens. "Uh oh . . ." I said closing my eyes. After staying silent as I scanned my body I opened my eyes. "Shoot . . . I should have noticed this, but I guess transforming you into a giant cock took most of my magic . . . I don't even have enough magic to use reverse.

You should be panicking but the thought of staying as a cock aroused you. Without me noticing you got hard again thinking about it.

"Its fine its fine, my boyfriend isn't gonna be back for another few hours. . .I'll just take a magic pill and I'll be charged up in an hour." I say as my phone ring, it was my boyfriend. I answered my phone "Hi babe, hows your meeting? uh huh . . . HUH?" I panicked "Your done early and about a block away . . . sure dear. Looking forward to seeing you soon!" I say as I hang up. "Oh crap, babe's gonna kill me . . . he said no more transforming people when he's not around to watch anymore!" I run around and grabbed your clothes, tossing it into my luggage. "Ok what do I do with you . . ." I say looking at your erect form. Too big for my bag, and my boyfriend has to examine every corner of a hotel room before he can relax, so I can't hide you. "Crap crap crap . . . " I thought as my time was running out. "ah . . . guess I have no choice. . ." I said as I pulled out a bottle of lube that I was saving for later. I squeeze some into my hand and use it to lather you up. You moaned in your mind as I thoroughly spread lube all over you for whats to come. After you are covered I opened my ass up and inserted the tip of your body into me. "ahh ahhh" I winced, not being used to being the one taking it. I slowly inserted you, your body throbbing in joy as you are being sucked into my ass. Eventually I get all of your shaft inside of me. On the outside, an imprint of your cock body can be seen. "Ahhh. . . " I said as the last of your cock goes in me. "Thank god for oversize hoodies. . ." I say as I put my hoodie back on. I put my pants on as well and realized this wouldn't work. Your balls made my ass look awkward. I hmphed and sighed. "Sorry love but . . . " I say as I place my hands on your sack. I push as much as I could and eventually your sack and the rest of you enter my ass. My asshole closes sealing you in. I feel you squirm in both joy and fear inside of me. "Ahh ahh you're gonna fuck up my insides if you keep doing that" I said moaning. "I'll just tell him I'm tired and when he's asleep I'll fix you!!!" Suddenly you stopped moving. I thought you calmed down but I felt a warm liquid fill me up again and trying to escape my ass. "Crap you came again?? Stopp!" I moaned as I clenched my ass to keep everything inside of me.

Moments later my boyfriend opened the door and gives me a hug. "Ray Ray I finished early to see you!" He said lovingly, he felt a warm sensation in my belly region. "What's this?" He said puzzled. "Ahh well you know. . . I thought you were gonna take a while longer so I had some fun with my magic. . ."

My boyfriend pouted "Without me?"

"Sorry babe sorry babe, We'll have fun tomorrow. I kinda went overboard and used up my magic for today." I faked a yawn "Actually I'm pretty tired, I think I'll call it a night early. . . "

"Uhhh no?" My boyfriend looked at me "Tonight's the Erotica Awards and you are attending remember?"

"Oh crap. . ." I thought. Tonight was the awards show, thats why we traveled a few cities over and that was why my boyfriend finished work early.

I snap my fingers and my dress shirt expands to be able to fit my new body. "Thats the last time I mess with inflation magic right?" I said with a nervous laugh.

"Oh you~ Hurry up we'll be late."

As I change and get out the door, I rub my belly again "Guess I gotta fix you later . . ." I thought "Well he's still cumming so maybe he'll be fine . . ."

#dick transformation #cock transformation #cock tf #dick tf #belly expansion

[throughtrialbyfire]

Fic Author Self-Rec!

tagged by the lovely @mareenavee , thank you so much!! <3

tagging @dirty-bosmer @orfeoarte @gilgamish @umbracirrus @totally-not-deacon @v1ctory-or-sovngarde @thequeenofthewinter and YOU!! no pressure to participate, and if you haven't written 5 fics, feel free to just talk about whichever ones you have!!

Rules:

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love!

i'm going to paste each fics summary, and then go on my tangents!

An Inner Sanctity

Two months after attempting to utilize the Eye of Magnus and gain it's power, Ancano wakes up in an unfamiliar cottage, being cared for by the very person he intended to destroy. Navigating their strange and new dynamic, the Thalmor agent finds he may be offered second chance at life, but whether or not he takes it is another story.

this fic is a huge work of exploration into what indoctrination can do to someone who has never known any different, and how that can affect things as broad as worldviews and as personal as one-on-one dynamics with people. it's also partially catharsis-fic, as giving ancano some of my own mental and physical issues and dialing it up to 10000000000% is a hell of a lot of fun. i love seeing that old man suffer and then earn his rise from the ashes. plus, using athenath in a fic where they cant rely on the other two of the trio - as this is in an AU i call the "athenath solo run" - forces me to think of how they would handle situations on his own. spoiler? not too well.

it's on a hiatus at the moment despite having a pretty long backlog, i just don't have the motivation right now to edit and write more for it, but that definitely will change in the future, because i really love exploring ancano's psyche and how he begins to grow and change.

also the fic title comes from the song "Twilight" by Bôa, while that doesnt have anything to do with the fic, i loved the line "you give me an inner sanctity", sooooo <3

The Mark You Left

Two scientists realize, upon losing contact with Dr. Richtofen, that they are truly alone in the aftermath of their actions.

i don't have 5 fics for TES, so have my singular CoD Zombies fic as well! i've had a special interest in the ultimis timeline of CoD Zombies since uhhhh 2011? maybe? sometimes it lays dormant for months and then all of the sudden i think about it daily, especially the dynamics between Dr. Schuster, Dr. Richtofen, and Dr. Groph. so, i wrote this as a bit of a loveletter to a fandom i no longer am part of, but still have a lot of fondness for. it's a quick read that hits on this concept of ultimate betrayal in the aftermath of literally betraying someone else for that person. two people dealing with that, processing that, and what they'll do in the wake of all of this.

the title for this fic comes from the song "Birds" by BENN, who used to make CoD Zombies-based songs before rewriting/redoing them for his own original work!!

Portraits Under Forgotten Suns

A collection of short one-shot fics done for TESFest 2023. A werewolf in his cage, a Bosmer alchemists' first memory, a Dunmer mage's quiet contemplation, a humble keeper's last look at the place he's called home, a sailor's fate at the wreck of the Brinehammer, and an Altmer bard's fond summer memory.

as it says on the tin! its a series of one-shots i initially published to tumblr, then moved to Ao3 to make them more accessible and have a ready archive of them! i loved working on each of these, getting into different perspectives, and figuring out how to convey the narratives of the characters i worked with. i liked writing up details of my dragonborn trio's pasts, too, and the story for "Forgotten/Devotion" was a hell of a lot of fun, getting to pull the wreck of the brinehammer into a fic!

If by Sun and Moon I Swore

With the Empire's victory in the Skyrim Civil War, Hadvar has been quietly readjusting to regular life. When an old friend turns up at his door, that quiet he'd hoped for comes to a halt.

i love hadvar/ralof with all my wretched pining heart okay. i cannot deny this pair has a vice grip on me! and working with them, two soldiers touched by war on opposite sides who once had something (in this case, used to be (and still are) in love), can be something both so tragic and so healing. pulling this pair back together, giving them some form of comfort, even if it's brief, is such a joy. i have intentions of writing more for this couple in the future, but that's likely going to be a while. still, i'll be sure to let you guys know if i do get around to it!!

this fics title is from "Like The Dawn" by The Oh Hellos! its my quintessential hadvar/ralof song for sure <3

Cycle of the Serpent

Surviving Helgen by the skin of their teeth, three elves find themselves tossed into the middle of ancient legends, a civil war, and a hell of a lot of problems. They may all have different reasons for being in Skyrim, but if they have any hope of reaching their destinations alive, it lies in learning to trust their strange new companions… no matter what. From the ruins of Helgen to the plains of Whiterun, from the seas of Solitude to the grim frost of Winterhold, and everywhere sprawling beyond, the unlikely trio will find that being chosen by Akatosh is more than they've ever bargained for. And with their own histories crawling back, and secrets slowly spilled, the trio may find that there's little they can do to escape the cycles they've made.

this longfic is… a huge undertaking. "An Inner Sanctity" focuses on two very flawed people coming to love one another. "Cycle of the Serpent" focuses on three very flawed, extremely fucked up people learning to trust one another and face whatever fate awaits them together, even when that trust is tested, even when the world is cruel, even when trauma batters and bruises them in the current and then rises up from the briny depths of the past to tug them back down beneath. it's about sustained and sometimes self-fulfilling cycles of hurt, anger, and sometimes vengeance, and it's about love and joy and companionship and friendship that lives within it all.

in short, this longfic is one of my biggest undertakings in a very long time.

i started this as a bit of a joke. the idea of there being more than one LDB was a fun idea, and then i created three elves, and those three elves gave me their family histories and their childhood friendships and their previous travels and how it changed them all prior to helgen and i went… yeah i can't just not write this and go insane about it. these three and their various methods for dealing with situations, their triumphs and defeats, and how they bounce off one another became so organic and real to me that i feel continuously pulled to keep their narrative going. this story forced me to write my first ever combat scenes (posted the snippet of my second ever real combat scene tonight!) and learn how to navigate keeping it within TES lore, while also breaking out of some of the stale writing in skyrim itself. i have plans to rewrite/overhaul entire questlines and characters to give them more life, and i've got dozens of OCs lined up - at least one of whom is hinted at within the first chapter. i have this story and these characters arcs planned out, and they do get particularly grim at points, but i never want this story to go into "there is no hope" territory. there's always hope, it just lies in learning to break your own cycles, even if it feels like it may kill you.

the title of this fic was taken from the song "Pillar of Na" by Saintseneca, i very heavily envision emeros as the first verse, athenath as the second, wyndrelis as the third, with the fourth being all three of them, and the fifth (the "eternal, eternal, eternity round…") being a sort of ensemble of all the places and people they've touched in their lives.

woooooooooooooooo!! that was long-winded. thank you for listening to me ramble on these, and thank you so much again for tagging me, mareena!! i hope everyone is having a lovely wednesday/thursday!! <3333

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[scribbleseas]

Beyond the Walls, Chapter I: Welcome to the Survey Corps

Description: It’s the year 850.

You are a renowned scientist who narrowly saved the world from impending famine and malnourishment with a myriad of agricultural advancements after Wall Maria fell, surrendering acres of farmland to titans. However, your innovations are not quite enough to be a permanent solution, given that their yield rate is nowhere near ideal. Many are still starving, costs for bread and vegetables are still high, and refugee rations remain low

Convinced that the only sustainable answers can come from the natural world outside the walls, you implore Survey Corps Commander Erwin Smith to allow you to join his company’s ranks for their next expedition. His only condition? You must be trained in omni-directional mobility gear under Humanity’s Strongest Soldier, Captain Levi Ackerman, to qualify for the expedition as a soldier. Despite having no demonstrated prowess outside your trusty greenhouse, you willingly accept Erwin’s terms, desperate to prove your hypothesis. However, during your time with the Captain, you soon learn that there is more to the stoic and strong soldier that meets the eye, and instead, you have much more in common that you would have guessed. Not even you, a certified genius in the horticulture field, could predict the blossoming romance between you.

Is your commitment to saving humanity enough for you to endure extensive training under the scrutinizing Captain? Or will it be your unexpected feelings for him that ultimately distract you from your original experiment?

Content Warnings: Violence, gore, death, swearing, eventual kissing, eventual smut, human-eating titans, symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder

Author’s Note: Hi there! I told you all that the Levi fans would be getting fed soon! I hope this debut chapter interests you. Planning for this fic go back to nearly around the time I started finalizing the TIP outline, so I was really hyped to get it out! This fic does not explore any themes that are darker than the Attack on Titan canon. So if you’ve watched the anime/read the manga, nothing in this fic should be too distressing. Note: In no way do I claim that the MC’s innovations are my ideas! Aeroponics and vertical farming are innovations devised by real scientists, Fritz Warmolt and Gilbert Ellis Bailey, respectively. I’m the furthest thing from a scientist, seriously. I’m a humanities girlie, so I couldn’t get super creative with this without losing the realistic aspect.

Also, in case any of you were wondering: I will still be updating Straight Laced! It’s actually my priority. I only changed my account aesthetic because the cool blues and greys weren’t the summer vibe I wanted on my account anymore. Don’t be surprised if I change this soon, too! I have a major Pinterest addiction.

Thank you all for the support for the most recent chapter of Straight Laced, as well! I’m already hard at work on Chapter 3, and I think it could be out by next week. I’m on vacation right now, which explains all of the content all of the sudden. Also, also, keep an eye out for my new Masterlist! I’m currently looking for the best way to format it so all of my works— The Indignant Pawn, Straight Laced, Unfiltered (on hiatus), and this one — are easily accessible.

Happy Reading!

-Dan

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“Commander Erwin,” you offered a tentative smile, the corners of your mouth turning upwards as you took measured steps into the Survey Corps leader’s office. “Thank you for making time for me on such short notice. I appreciate it more than you know.” You stopped in front of the single chair across from him, forcing the poise and fortitude expected of an established doctor into your demeanor. In front of the Commander, you felt as if he could see through every bit of your measured persona, and there was little you could do to fortify yourself.

“Of course, Doctor Y/l/n. Section Commander Hange speaks highly of you, and of course, your work more than speaks for itself,” Erwin Smith rose from his office chair. He extended his hand to you. You quickly accepted, giving his hand a professional shake, nearly in tandem with your nod. “What can I do for you?”

“Please, call me Y/n,” you sat in the chair across from his desk, wringing your hands in your lap, so he couldn’t see them. The best way to make your request was to simply ask. You fought the urge to wet your lips— it was a sign of weakness.

“I would like to join your next expedition outside the walls,” you straightened your back. Squared your shoulders. The words came out measured and sure, just as you practiced in the mirror for the past several days.

Erwin’s thick eyebrows knit together, a pensive departure from the mildly intrigued way he was regarding you prior. He frowned as if he thought he heard you incorrectly, and when you merely continued to gauge his reaction, he shook his head grimly. “Unfortunately, we cannot—” he started, but you refused to allow him to reject you outright.

Not without hearing you out, first. You had a few words prepared for this reason.

“There have to be occurrences in the natural world that we can learn from,” you insisted, raising your chin as an additional show of confidence. “My breakthroughs have helped, but they aren’t enough. Many — too many — people are still starving, we’re still rationing bread and potatoes in the outer towns, and only the inner cities have reliable vegetation.”

To combat the extreme loss of fertile farmland and resulting famine after Wall Maria fell, you invented space-conserving methods to grow crops. You were best known for vertical farming and aeroponics. Growing crops in vertically stacked layers instead of horizontal farmland generated more food in less space than traditional farming, and using aeroponics, you grew suspended plants without soil— only air and nutrient dense water, bypassing the poor soil quality within Wall Rose due to over planting.

“There has to be another way,” you continued. You repeated the same words to yourself to the point that you could see your loopy handwriting in your mind’s eye, the arrangement of your professional face from your reflection. “And the Survey Corps is the only military branch that goes outside the walls with a focus on human expansion and outside exploration. I can’t go outside myself, and I could not fathom watching humanity continue to starve while those titans gorge themselves on us.”

Erwin considered your words, but he thought better of conceding. “Doctor, you are an untrained civilian, not to mention one of the most brilliant minds in our time. I could never fathom—”

Come on, Erwin. Where is the open-minded Commander that decided to enlist a titan shifter?

“Train me on the omni-directional mobility gear,” you suggested. “I don’t have to be an untrained civilian. I’m a fast learner.” You were only a year from thirty and you were a certified doctor, alongside your doctorate in biology. Any academic success of yours was a result of your willingness to learn and innovate— surely mastering military operations and equipment couldn’t be much harder. “Besides, I am a trained medic. I know how many soldiers you lose on these expeditions from untreated on-site injuries. Commander, I am nothing but an asset.”

“You are willing to go through all of this for a couple of…soil samples? What do you hope to find?” Erwin asked skeptically. While you anticipated this particular question, you didn’t have a concrete answer. All you knew was that the natural world had to have better innovations that you couldn’t even begin to think of.

“I only want to come along with the 57th Exterior Scouting Mission. And I know it is going to be quite soon— you just received custody of the titan shifter,” you clarified. “You want to go back to Shiganshina, don’t you?”

Erwin’s frown deepened. “Cadets train for three years before they can join the Scouting Legion. If you start your training tomorrow, that would only give you about a month or two to gain competence with the ODM gear and a full understanding of how we do things here.” His expression told you: I doubt this is possible.

You expected him to say that as well, but absorbing information was second nature to you. Furthermore, you were relatively young and in decent shape. How hard can the gear be? “I can do it, sir. You have to at least give me a chance.”

Have to? You misspoke, but the commander didn’t seem to mind your pluck.

Instead, you watched Erwin’s resolve melt, a wrinkle forming between his eyebrows as if he already regretted considering your proposition. “…And if you are not prepared for the expedition?” He looked at you expectantly, wanting you to voice the conditions yourself.

“If you do not deem me fit, I will not go,” you answered resolutely— confident that this was the last case scenario. “More so, I will set up my greenhouse and all necessary supplies at this base.” The Scouting Legion’s remote headquarters were perfect for establishing your work; the further away from the rest of the population, the better the soil. The healthier the soil; the less work you would need to put into rejuvenating its nutrients to support your planting.

“With me here, your scouts will have vegetables again. Ask the Military Police,” you added.

Although you weren’t particularly proud of it, a lot of your efforts first benefited the Military Police Brigade and the wealthy behind Wall Sina. The upper echelon wasn’t starving, but they were uncomfortable enough to be generous backers as you developed your work over the past five years. It was, in part, thanks to their affluence, that vast numbers of towns and villages behind Walls Rose and Sina had lettuce (among other vegetation) and a new surplus of potatoes.

Erwin took a moment to mull over your words— the line of logic, the authority in your voice. You had one last appeal. Pathos.

“You are a visionary, Commander Erwin,” you continued. “Without you, Eren Yeager would have been a prisoner of the state—his full strategic potential unrealized. Please. All I ask for is an opportunity.”

Erwin’s serious expression softened. He inspected you like you did your experiments: equal parts curiosity and hope. Your words resonated with him. “You must comply with your training. To maximize our time, you will train under our very best, Captain Levi.“

“Yes!” You tried to maintain your composure, but you couldn’t help the exuberant smile your face split into. You cleared your throat. “Yes. Thank you, Commander.”

Erwin faltered as if he didn’t expect you to be so enthused about training rigorously under the infamously strict and solemn squad Captain Levi Ackerman.

“You do understand that you could die, Y/n?” He asked, causing you to tilt your head. Of course you considered the possibility. Survey Corps expeditions had only slightly more than a 50% mortality rate. It wasn’t a vacation— you’ve seen the carnage first-hand, having treated several of the wounded, amputees, blunt force trauma victims, and more.

“Yes. Of course. I’ve already informed my parents.” You were fortunate enough that they were alive and safe within Wall Rose, but the announcement didn’t come without tears. They were your only family. Although you were 29, you were unmarried and childless because you’ve always thrown your life into your studies.

“All right,” Erwin stood from his seat, and you did the same. He couldn’t have any further reason to question you. Your personal life was none of his concern.

“With that settled, then I suppose, welcome to the Survey Corps, Doctor.” He said meaningfully, extending his hand towards you once more. You gave it an eager shake, trying your best to ground yourself and truly think about the work and struggle that you were signing on for.

“Thank you, Commander,” you grinned reverently. “I will report to headquarters by the end of the week.” You closed the door on the way out.

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[milaswriting]

Hi! I've just read the update... and so much more. Because of a long hiatus I took at some point (from IF in general), I had like 5 chapters worth of content to read when I came back to it (since chapter 10 was soon to be released when I took a look back, I waited for it).

And wow, it's been a... very strange experience to me!

To put some things in context, back when I first started your IF all this time ago, I directly decided A will be my chosen RO, considering they are the most "my type" of character. Besides, B and P, while I like them a lot, are more a "strictly platonic friend" type of characters for me, and I didn't like K very much. They were the only one I actively (albeit not harshly) disliked.

Now, when restarting the game now - needed it not only for the saves but also to refresh my memory of it - I realized... despite liking them a lot, A didn't "work" for me as a RO, so to speak? Like, call it some sort of instinct, but I felt like "something isn't as it should be". So I did reconsider my choice, and I thought I'll change my chosen RO before I continue on with the story. But who to chose? One of the two I could only see as friends (I still wanted a romantic playthrough), or the one I disliked a bit? Yes, my brain works in mysterious ways sometimes and... I did pick K.

And it all... sort of "clicked". That feeling of "wrongness" with A on my old playthrough, and my dislike of K... It was all rooted in this. My current playthrough feels so RIGHT, and now, with them as my chosen RO, I love K so SO much. All the while, I don't like A any less for not being the chosen RO. So it was all my instinct screaming that I was picking the wrong character. Or maybe my MC trying to convey to me I've been missing the point and keeping him apart from his soulmate, who knows. It's surreal how the only member of the team I disliked a bit became the character I like the most!

So yeah, anyway, sorry for the useless and waaay too long talk. I do think it's funny though since such a thing never happened to me before!

Regardless, I love the game so much, and it was a delight to have such a big chunk of content all at once - so in the end, I don't regret the hiatus, at least for this specific game!

This was a very cool ask to read, and it’s interesting how a hiatus can be such a positive thing sometimes. Thanks for picking up this story again, and for loving K especially when you weren’t a fan of them at first. I imagine that K would be very smug about your opinion of them changing drastically.

#ask

[always-andromeda]

teehee hiii hello! :D im very new to the danonation community, despite being an admirer of mr paul for almost a year now,,, there's so many amazing people and content they make but, it's really overwhelming and a bit scary to explore on my own! you're one of the few people i instantly felt safe to approach so, would you be so kind as to direct me a little bit? which danonation blogs are active right now, or maybe even personal friends of yours, just to start my journey in this community? i really really wanna participate, but since i don't have a single creative bone in me and can't contribute in art or writing, the least i can do is give love to all of you lovely people!! 🥰 thank you for your time 💛

p.s. if you don't mind, i might have more questions later!

p.s.s. your blog themes are always so adorable and so so aesthetically pleasing it's amazing 😭💞

Hey hi hello, my friend!! Thank you so much!! I’m gonna leave all of my account recommendations under the cut because wHOO I went a little bonkers! Other than that, you’re always welcome to shoot me an ask whether you have a question or you just wanna say hello! Super glad to have you here and I hope that you have fun getting to know everyone and everything!!

@lost-in-sokovia

I couldn’t get through a post about talking about creators in Danonation and/or my friends without mentioning Soph. Not only is she immensely talented, but her ability to shift between writing the sweetest moments and angst is basically unmatched. Shoutout to her for warming me up to the concept of having kids tbh bc wOW I did not see that one coming! She’s also one of my closest friends on here and I would heavily recommend giving her a follow and sending an ask; she’s absolutely precious to me and deserves all the love this community can possibly give her (but that’s just my opinion 🙄).

@quietsounds

Now, if we're talking about my friends, I have to drag my wonderful Storm into the conversation as well since we met through Danonation. Storm has a wiiiide range of interests and gifs a lot of different things bUT his gif sets are fucking phenomenal. He hasn't been super active on here lately but I would still recommend dropping him a follow because lmao I am hugely biased (because I love and adore him) and because he's one of the most creative people I know and his work deserves to be seen by as many eyeballs as possible and fully appreciated.

@riddlersbimbo

Okay, I should preface that Bowie is on a bit of a hiatus and they’re kind of running on a queue schedule. However. I still adore Bowie with all of my heart. I genuinely cannot explain it; all I know is that I was born to be Bowie's biggest fan. Aside from that, they are such a pillar in this community. The work they put into giffing every Paul movie?? And furthering the Chubby!Eddie agenda?? And the bimbo agenda?? Listen, on this account, we’re all Bowie stans (lmao, new mandate, friends; we’re all Bowie stans now).

@puzzlekinq

It’s only been for the last few months that I’ve been following Ethan bUT LEMME JUST SAY. I cannot fathom how my dash survived beforehand. You can be sure that Ethan will always have something either slightly unhinged, horny, or downright hilarious to post. They also write a bit as well and it’s some damn good writing if I do say so myself!! Also literally every time they post this plays in my head (but that piece of information is more for Ethan's benefit than anyone else's lol).

@riddlers-den

I feel like almost everyone in my little circle has read or at least heard of Max’s Edward fic, Disarm. And I can confirm, Disarm is fantastic. But I also adore basically everything else of hers that I’ve read. Max’s interpretation of characters (specifically Eddie and Calvin) just makes my writing brain so happy. She is also incredibly funny, a massively talented artist, and a very lovely person to talk to and I couldn’t imagine this little community without her.

@finniestoncrane

I should preface this recommendation by saying that Finnie doesn't post purely Dano content and is more in the realm of the DC fandom in general. I would also give her content warnings a once over beforehand since they might not be everyone's cup of tea! But I still wanted to include her here because, her work and her personality has always inspired me so heavily and...goodness, I love being able to call her one of my mutuals. Her sense of humor is top notch; like truly, whenever she posts her little pictures where she draws herself as a stick figure wrapped around one of the Rogues, I lose my absolute mind. Anyways, stan Finnie too, Finnie is the coolest.

@bloomdolly

If you are in the market for a cutesy, coquettish aesthetic and Paul content wrapped up in one super sweet and kind person? Look no further than Ushuaia! I swear, every time I interact with her it feels like I’ve been hit was this pastel ray of light complete with lace frills and ribbons. She’s the absolute sweetest and the bits of her creations that she’s put out reflect that entirely and I can’t wait to see what else she can think up!

@the-odd-devil

Goodness, it feels like Odd and I have been mutuals for literally forever because they’ve been there pretty much since the beginning of this account?? I always love getting a chance to interact with them and it’s been so cool seeing them start to develop their own ideas (and I swear, Odd, I will get to your dark academia college!Eddie fic as soon as I get a chance to actually sit down and read it). Also…their 70s Pornstar!Jimmy Tree headcanons…god if they ever post about them, I will actually lose my mind.

@starlightsearches

Fun fact: Star was among the first fic writers I read from when I first got into Danonation! They are a multi-fandom blog but again, I just had to include them because their writing is fucking intoxicating and I'm sorry but I'll never get over it.

@danoberry

So this serves as apology to Wren for being awful at keeping up with fics lately because ages ago I know I promised to read one of her Calvin fics and then I never did sO I AM SO SORRY. But this also serves as me taking the chance to gush over her work. Like y'all know I will fawn over anything Joby Taylor related and her Joby fic, i'm so sick...GIRL I'M SO SICK ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEE. Like truly...I lost my mind for part of a day when she followed me because hahahah I'm a nervy little guy and I am always so hesitant to make new mutuals (especially when they're this talented goodness gracious).

@jeusschrist2005

Okay, I will admit that I'm also a little newer to their work! But goodness gracious, just from the bits I've seen of both their Joby fic and their Eli stuff, I love what I've read so far and I really wanted to include them on this list as well!!

#askmeda✨ #anon ask✨

[demon-mortician]

ANNOUNCEMENT

Hello everyone, it's me, the Mun of the blog. I bet ya'll noticed (or didn't notice) my hiatus of 2 months. I announced on my personal blog that I was going through exams and I was really busy, but in case that you didn't follow me there, I was going through exams and I was really busy.

Seriously now, I'm going to put some order and dedication into this blog. Despite having lost interest in Diabolik Lovers many months (even years I would say) ago, I still support the community and would like to keep my blog as I love interacting and roleplaying with you guys.

I'll be putting some work into the presentation and sorting the pending asks and roleplays. If you sent an ask/have been waiting for a reply to one of out threads, thank you for staying and sorry for the delay, I'll get back to u asap.

I hope ya'll like the changes I make as I'll try to make it as pretty and clean as I can, I've been feeling that my blog looks kind of boring, obsolete and messy lately, so I'll start editing and such.

Thank you so much for reading <3 Lots of kisses for u in ur right butt cheek, later ¡¡

(Ah, and ya'll can already imagine I won't be able to do any kind of Christmas event lolz)

#ooc #admin post

[smirk47]

“You think that one can have one’s emotions for nothing. One cannot. Even the finest and most self-sacrificing emotions have to be paid for. Strangely enough, that is what makes them fine.” – Oscar Wilde, De Profundis

Shows up to the @pasitheapowder April Hiatus Book Club FULLY a month late and with zero Starbucks:

Soup of Feelings(TM) is CORRECT. Damn.

I had a frustratingly busy month and it has taken me until now to actually sit down and fully read De Profundis. I finally finished it today, and I just want to say that I am deeply thankful to Jackie and Molly for making me aware of its existence and giving me a good reason to read it now.

I honestly cannot remember if I ever learned about Wilde’s trial and imprisonment before. If so, it was only in the vaguest sense. Most of how I thought of Wilde before this was based on my love of Importance of Being Earnest and Dorian Gray - both of which I read about 20 years ago (and which I now VERY much need to re-read, both in light of what I now know about Wilde AND in light of the fact that I am a very different person now). I knew he was witty and hilarious and cutting and that he made me laugh and his work felt surprisingly modern when I read it in high school. I was far enough from realizing my own queerness that I’m not even sure his queerness truly registered with me. Learning about this part of his life - and death - and getting to read about it in his own words feels like finding a lost puzzle piece in queer history and literature that I didn’t even know I was missing.

Uh, I could ramble extensively about my thoughts and feelings about all this (and about the passages you guys quoted, which are essentially the same ones I had bookmarked while reading as well. Oscar Wilde was real fucking good at words, guys. Who knew!?) but in the interest of brevity (pfft. Yeah right. I suck at brevity.), here’s some random thoughts:

You absolutely covered this, but the moment that really shifted my whole understanding of the letter was when, after FIFTY FULL PAGES of describing every way Bosie was the WORST and had RUINED him, Wilde – in the midst of yet another rant, asks simply: “Why did you not write to me?” THIS. Holy shit. I literally had to stop and read that out loud to my friend when I first got to it. What a crystal clear moment of understanding. That really truly is what the entire ~120 pg letter boils down to in the end. In the face of suffering and public shaming BECAUSE of this relationship, and in the complete absence of any direct communication from Bosie, how easy it is to see why Wilde would change his tune so drastically from the way he wrote to Bosie before prison. How understandable that his thoughts would turn over and over again to all the worst parts of their relationship and hold them up in exhausting detail as a shield against missing this person who has caused such pain. And still, despite that literal, exhaustive laundry list of grievances, he can’t stop himself from essentially saying: I miss you. Where are you? Why are you not here for me. It is so simple and so deeply, heartbreakingly relatable.

Very much appreciated the background you guys gave about Robbie Ross and Bosie – I didn’t know most of what happened after Wilde’s death! Bosie especially was kind of a big question mark for me as I was reading, because this is such a one-sided account, and I knew so little about him otherwise. Reading between the lines, I do have a lot of sympathy for him, and I do believe he loved Wilde deeply. And like, I am SURE Wilde was not always picnic to date either. But uh … big ol’ YIKES about Bosie’s politics. Oof. Why dude. Why?

Holy shit, I’m not sure anyone could have possibly scripted a more fucking ironic or dramatic way for Bosie to finally learn what Oscar wrote. My. God. The Drama. The Messiness. BRUTAL is exactly right. Because yeah: as much as the letter seems to be an extremely accurate (and thorough!) accounting of Wilde’s feelings about Bosie and his memories of what really happened WHEN HE WROTE IT, it was also coming from such a place of pain and bitterness and shame and longing. And it is MEAN even though it is also ultimately somewhat forgiving. And I’m sure a lot of it is true, but I’m also sure a lot of it is unfair. And dear god, if any of that shit were directed at me from someone I cared about in a letter I was reading IN PRIVATE I would fucking crumble. Cannot even begin to conceive of how you would recover from hearing it for the first time in court of all places.

What a fucking ride. How amazing to have this window into the thoughts and actions and feelings of THIS person at THIS point in their life. How amazing to think of how much has changed since then, and how horrifying to think of how much has barely changed at all.

#the pasithea powder #hiatus book club #is fucking awesome #I can't wait to re-read Wilde's works now that I've read this #and I also can't wait to re-listen to Pasithea with all these references and all this context in mind #long post

[ificouldhelpyouforget]

people got SO upset about the billboard article and i feel like half of them didn't even read it. for people who don't know skz or don't really know anything about kpop i think it's a solid read.

I think a lot of people were expecting a SKZ only article that highlighted everything positive about their history, ehat they're doing now and what plans they have for the future.

This is the first time the guys have been featured in a United States magazine. Despite the large fanbase here, there are many who know nothing about SKZ or K-Pop (like you said). So getting a brief history was perfectly okay. Maybe mentioning Woojin by name wasn't their best idea (I refuse to censor his name because he's still a human and the allegations were proven incorrect), but they've since edited that out as well as the details regarding Hyunjin's hiatus. I think the edit is much better than before because it's a very brief, "by the way" moment. Does the hiatus suck to hear about? Yes, because I know we've all noticed he's more subdued than ever before, but it's part of SKZ's history and there is a time period of videos someone could come across where Hyunjin wasn't present.

And like I mentioned in my post, I think using BTS as a mention in this edit is perfectly valid because a lot of people have heard of BTS. I sadly did not read the original article with more mention of them, but I can say what they have now works to connect people to them through BTS.

I agree that this article is pretty solid. They really could have been more broad on who make up Stays because I really don't think a majority are teenagers. I think most fans are in their 20s and up. I could be wrong, but I have yet to meet a teenage Stay.

Personally, I think people saw teens and tweens and were immediately turned off the article, so as they read, it didn't get better. Of course, the edits have made it better for when I read it, but I really don't think it's that bad. When I read it, I immediately went in with the mindset of, "I don't know these guys, but I enjoy music, so who are they?" It made the article interesting. Could there have been more comments from the guys? Yes. Could we have gotten a bit more on the concerts? Sure, why not? People have to remember that even though we have known about SKZ and purchased their albums for a while, they have been non-existent (for the most part) in the United States showbiz until Oddinary and the partnership with Republic. Maybe mention of their previous albums or even title tracks would have beem nice, but overall, people overreacted. Even with the original article, I think people got way too angry. Some comments were polite in telling Billboard that the article needed changing, but a lot of people got way too angry about it.

Sorry I went on a whole thing when this is a long version of me saying that I agree. 😅 Thanks for your input! Feel free to add more if you want! I really enjoyed looking at this article as a journalist!

#stray kids #skz #anon #anon ask #billboard article #billboard

[shimmeringclouds]

Update — INDEFINITE HIATUS — May 2022

Heyy everyone! I feel like this is an overdue announcement, since I haven’t really been active on here for a few months now, but I felt the need to just update you all (or anyone who’s interested lol) on what’s going on with my writing.

I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ll be taking an indefinite hiatus from writing and publishing any new works as a whole. I know I’ve said this many times in the past, and my breaks never really lasted that long, but now I definitely feel as if I won’t be coming back to writing for a while.

I’ve just been feeling very burnt out from writing anything at all, whether it’s the Ososan fandom or anything else I’m interested in. I struggle a lot just writing a few sentences, and even then the writing is very mediocre. I just don’t feel the want to write anymore, despite how much I love to read and write. I haven’t touched any of my published works, nor have I drafted any new chapters for months, and I’m too scared to because I’m worried it won’t be good, and if I force myself to write, I’d just feel bad for putting in no effort into the works I love very much.

I want to thank you all for the support you have given me with all my works over the last couple years, and with just how patient you all have been with me. I would also like to apologise to anyone who was expecting updates or who was been waiting for a while only to see this. I’m so sorry.

I will still be around on the site to read other works and to chat if anyone would want to talk! And if you want to interact with my works and leave comments or votes, then I would be so thankful that there are still people out there who liked what I wrote :3

I hope to write again one day soon, and whenever that day comes, I’ll be sure to make sure that it was worth the wait <333

#update #not a new post #hiatus #indefinite hiatus #a long one this time #I’m sorry #I’m just rlly burnt out #from everything lmao #I hope to write again some day soon! #long post

[dolliedarlin]

MOMMY! | ONE ⏤Katsuki B.

BAKUSQUAD ENDEARMENT SERIES PART 2 : KATSUKI BAKUGOU

SUM. : you help a sobbing little girl retreat from her decision to run away and have her smiling again when you succumb to her plea of executing petty revenge. in the end, you’re the one that needs saving from the rage of her infuriated prohero of a dad.

PAIR. : prohero single dad bakugou x next door neighbour baker reader

LENGTH : 3.6k

G. : fluff ; angst ; bakugou’s daughter is very upset ; reader is a sweet heart ; reader is a successful, hard working boss lady ; humble beginnings ; crying katsumi ; running away ; katsumi loves her daddy ; katsumi can be a precious baby bean ; bakugou loves his daughter very much ; overprotective bakugou ; kaminari needs to get paid to babysit ; scratch that ; kaminari needs to get paid for handling bakugou’s rage ; kabedon?! ; katsumi always wins against bakugou ; interesting father daughter dynamic 

A/N : now...i know i’m on hiatus but you lovely dolls, this account just reached 500+ followers! and in such little time! even my main account didn’t reach 500 followers until several years of writing! thank you all so so much for the overwhelming flow of love and support, it’s all thanks to you dolls that i’m still writing despite the pressure of uni over my head. as thanks, here’s chapter one for bakugou’s installment in the endearment series! 

i hope you lovely dollies enjoy the read! i’ll be seeing you all in january with, hopefully, a second chapter ready to post! 

TAGLIST : @hawtpacket ; @bunny-on-crack ; @kirislut ; @kkburijima ; @haiqyu ; @iambashfulperson ; @poppedgumwriting ; @booklover240 ; @whyamihere-bro ; @pandainfinitely ; @squeamishdionysus ; @cocoa-bitter ; @lowermoons ; @bluepancakemix ; @4keigos​ ; @ginreagann17 ; @tsukineho ; @somany-fandoms-solittle-time ; @red-riots-crocs ; @multifandomasshat ; @nanamichan ; @galaxy-dusk ; @artist-bby ; @rosie-starlit-sky ; @tsukkishines ; @anime-harbor ; @ravensfeatheruniverse ; @sansiemwah ; @cootiesrbad ; @bemorefiction​ ; @chesirekittycat​ ; @jdeeisworld​ ; @jhdoodles ;

i’m so sorry if i missed anyone and to those that i couldn’t tag 

Looking around your new penthouse apartment, you grin proudly. It wasn't the fanciest penthouse, nor was it ornamented with an extravagant, glass chandelier but it was simplistic and modern, and far better than your previously grubby apartment. From when you first started out your baking business, you were at the very bottom, in a small and cramped apartment between a neighbour whose baby always managed to cry throughout the entire night and another, who was always getting himself inebriated with a fair number of his rambunctious friends. It wasn't the ideal place to live in at all.

Everything went into your bakery.

The beginning was rough but as your business grew and blossomed into the expansive renowned establishment that it is now, you were able to save up enough money to buy your dream penthouse apartment.

"All that hard work was worth it..." you utter to yourself after you saw the movers out.

Taking in the sleek and stylish penthouse around you, you laughed, remembering the words and voices of the people that once doubted your dreams of making it big in business as a young woman. They also managed to underestimate your quirk in doing so. Your quirk is called charm. Essentially, you are always able to craft something charming, as long as it's created by your hand then it can hold the charm that you intended it to have and it can be made from any material, even from junk.

It wasn't cheating. You had to work just as hard to perfect your craft of baking and creating beautiful desserts to be able to pull off opening three bakeries across Japan - just because something had charm, doesn't mean it can get away with not tasting good. You're now the proud owner of stellarly reviewed bakeries spread throughout the country and you couldn't be happier. Featuring in various cooking magazines, you were able to express your humble beginnings at your parents' countryside orchards, hence why so many of your recipes contain fruits and appeal to those that want healthier alternatives but still possess a sweet tooth. Despite the insurmountable amount of publicity your bakeries received, you remained humble as your focus wasn't on the money.

Bringing joy to those that ate your sweet treats, knowing the hard work and love that you put into each and every one of them only further assured you that you made the right choice. The only people to ever believe in your dreams were your parents, they had your back the entire time and happily supplied you with their beautifully grown seasonal fruits. To this day, they are still one of your top suppliers. Giving all your love into your baking creations and business was all that you've known for the past few years of your life.

In recent months, things have been very busy seeing as you were in the process of opening up yet another bakery in Tokyo. It was your biggest bakery yet, hence why you were moving into a penthouse apartment within the bustling city. The newest bakery in Tokyo was going to become your main premises after you painfully said your goodbyes to the one back in Hiroshima. It wasn't the end of the world though, you were starting yet another new chapter in your life through this in addition to a partnership with a rapidly growing cafe. Due to your popularity, you've managed to collaborate with a well-known tea chop attempting to establish itself as another big corporation. Seeing as the owner also had humble beginnings, the two of you wanted to support each other, and what better way to do so than join hands and create a coalition that was beneficial to both?

"Life is good," you sigh, smiling to yourself as you slumped down into your new leather sofa.

The business was spritely at your new location in Tokyo. Many foreigners visiting Japan left with smiling faces as Tokyo folk visited, explored, and often came back for more the next following days. As you begin to smile at yourself, eyeing the dozen, carefully but beautifully packaged red velvet cupcakes in your arms, you stop in your tracks. You take a moment to strain your ears and see if what you heard was correct. Not a moment goes by before the sound of sorrowful sniffles greet you, swiftly reeling your attention to a bench beside the bus stop not too far away from your apartment complex.

Propped up on the pew, hunched over and wiping at her teary eyes, was a little girl with soft, blonde hair, flushed cheeks, and teary crimson orbs. The strings of your heart pulled at you and, in an instant, you were crouching down beside her, attempting to meet her eyes. You've always had a soft spot for children, but that grew all the more when you started your first bakery as they would always come in, raving about the delicious smell and the beautiful baked goods on display. Many times, families would come in requesting for birthday or any type of celebratory cake. The smiles on their faces always brightened your day and pulled you through gloomy climates.

"Hey there..." you whisper, trying not to frighten her from your sudden appearance, "what's the matter?"

She meets your eyes and you have to keep yourself from gasping. She's a beautiful little girl. It made you wonder what her parents looked like but you were all the more upset that she had tears running down her flushed cheeks. The instant she met eyes with you she huffed.

"I don't talk to strangers!" she snarls, trying to be intimidating with the furrowing of her brows, "Especially to stupid, ugly ladies that just want to talk to me to get to daddy!"

"Now, now," you continue, just as softly as you began, knowing that her insult was just to protect herself, "I don't know who your daddy is but you're absolutely right there, it's not good to talk to strangers so let's change that." you offer her a warm smile, "My name is (Y/N) and I'm a baker," you subtly exhibit the cupcakes in your arms as a reference, "what's your name?" she took a moment to sniffle again but remained stubborn in the pause that followed so as to prolong her need to answer your question. Undeterred, you remained patient and smiled comfortingly.  

"...j-just because you tell me your name," sniffle, "doesn't mean I'm gonna tell ya' mine..."

"That's alright because that doesn't matter to me," you adjust the cupcakes in your arms, "what matters most right now is the fact that this lovely little girl is sobbing alone and I don't know how to fix it,"  

"I'm not sobbing," she grumbles, staring you right in the eye with her tearful ones as she pouts. Her appearance did nothing to convince you of the narrative she was aiming to coerce.

"Yeah, right, and pigs can fly," you tease as she poked her tongue out at you. This made you giggle, the sound of which made her shoulders relax ever so slightly. The blonde girl's daddy always said not to do that at people, especially towards him because they could get really angry (albeit, not as much as he would), but seeing your peculiar reaction spiked her curiosity. You're nothing like the women that tried to approach her dad, with their big fake boobs and skin-tight, short clothing. There was a moment of silence as she eyed your cupcakes and the branded symbol imprinted on the box that stored them.

"Those look yummy," she mumbles under her breath, pointing timidly at the cupcakes in an attempt to distract you as she takes in more of your profile. You didn't smell like his dad, who smells faintly of sweat, caramel and the manly cologne uncle Kiri gifted him on his birthday. And you didn't smell like the women that approached him, always heavily scented with sickly sweet and powdery perfume. Instead, you smelled like cookies and cream and hot chocolate. It was strange but a good kind of strange.

"Oh?" you grin, "You're welcome to have one if you'd like,"

She shakes her head, her blonde locks floating in waves through the air, "Daddy said not to take food from strangers,"

"And he's absolutely right," you hum in agreement, admiring how intelligent she was.

It looks as though she's about to smile pridefully but stops herself halfway in favour of crossing her arms stubbornly, "He's not always right..."

"Why's that?"

"Be-because he broke his promise!" so that's why she's upset, you connect the dots, "H-he said we'd spend time together but he always has to leave and Uncle Nari has to come look after me instead,"

"Do you not like your Uncle Nari?"

"I do...but I like daddy more," your eyes soften at her claim, reminding you of how much you adore your own father.

"Did you and your daddy have an argument over this?"

"...yeah," she doesn't know why she's telling you everything so willingly but she felt as if she could trust you. Your smile is kind and warm and nothing like the red-painted smiles of the disgusting evil ladies that always tried to catch her daddy's attention. Her daddy never liked those women so she didn't like them either. You weren't like them though, so she supposes you're alright. You kinda remind her of Uncle Kiri; when her daddy gets really angry and needs to be calmed down, Uncle Kiri would always have a gentle tone that had an, almost, instantaneous unruffling effect on her daddy's temper. That was what you were doing now, your kind gaze is calming and your serene voice is pleasant to listen to.  

You finally sit beside her on the bench, "I bet you're feeling very hurt right now," you sympathise as she nods her head, staring at her dangling little feet, "I felt the same way when I argued with my dad for the first time," this made her look up at you instantly with round, doe eyes asking you to elaborate and possibly help her make sense of her own situation, "I didn't want him to leave to do work because I wanted him beside me at all times,"

"What happened after?" she asks before whispering, "Did you run away?"

"Run away?!" your eyes almost bulge out of their sockets. That must explain why she was shouldering a backpack almost twice her size, "I could never do that; I love my dad too much," she hummed in thought, "don't you love your daddy very much?"

"The most in the world!" she nods enthusiastically.

"Then running away because of an argument wouldn't be a good enough reason," you see guilt and regret flood into her eyes as she turns to look down at her shoes again.

"But what if he doesn't want me anymore?" she sniffles, "Because I shouted at him bad?...Daddy doesn't love me anymore," her voice is breaking and filled with heartbreak at the thought of her father no longer loving her, it breaks your own heart just listening to her weak voice. From how smart and stubborn she was earlier, you can tell that she's very strong and well-aware of things at her young age, so to see her vulnerable like this must be a rare sight. But, you suppose it's naturally, at the end of the day she was still a child.

Your heart clenched at her painful cries and you just had to pull her into an embrace. Thankfully, she didn't fight back and just cried into your shoulder. This made you holder her tighter, wanting to protect her from as much pain as possible. Sometimes, a sweet treat isn't enough to bring happiness and comfort to those than need it. Most of the time, all someone really needs is a shoulder to cry on and a tight hug to tell them that everything will be okay, that they are safe, and that there's nothing to fear.

"Shhhh...it's okay, love," you whisper, "everything's okay, you're okay...there, there," it took several minutes of you stroking her hair as she cried her little eyes out into the crook of your neck before she could finally begin to collect herself.

Even when you were certain she had finally calmed down, she continued to bury her face into your shoulder, "D-do you think Daddy's angry?"

"He's angry, yes, but I bet you that he loves you too much to stay angry for long," she pulls away with sparkling eyes and a happy smile.

"You think so?!" laughing at her enthusiasm, you smile and nod.

"Of course!" she sits for a moment, smiling to herself as you ask the question, "Were you planning to run away?"

"...y-yeah..."

"That's no good, your daddy will miss you,"

"But he shouted at me," she visibly deflated at remembering the scene with her dad.

"Just because your daddy angrily shouted at you, doesn't mean that he no longer loves you. You are his daughter after all," she doesn't say a thing and looks away with remorse, "...listen, I promise to give you a cupcake, heck! I'll give you all the cupcakes in this box if your promise not to run away and go back to your Dad,"

A faint blush tints her cheeks a charming pink as she looks away bashfully, "j-just one is okay...'cos daddy said that too much is bad for me," even with a sniffle she manages to give you a smile.

"Your daddy must really love you then," you softly state as you hand over a promised cupcake.

"I-It doesn't seem like it sometimes," she mumbles over a bite of the elegantly frosted, baked treat.

"I know but he’s willing to have you hate him than have you get sick from eating too many sweets...I think that shows just how much he really really loves and cares for you," unable to resist, you boop her nose with your pointer finger after wiping away the stray buttercream that collected around her mouth.

"Daddy really loves me?" her eyes are smiling as widely as her mouth while she ignores the warm feeling that your affectionate gesture kindled within her stomach.

"Of course, he does!" you smile as she grins brightly, red velvet crumbs littering her plump cheeks, "You're a very polite and very adorable little girl, who wouldn't adore you?"

She wanted to smile at your compliments and reassurance but she only frowned upon remembering her earlier words, "I'm...I'm really sorry about calling you ugly a-and stupid...you're not any of those things,"

"It's alright, sweetheart," you coo wiping at her cheek, lovingly pushing away the stray crumbs that accumulated as she finished her cupcake, "you were just very upset and angry," she was in awe at how understanding you were, "but next time you're angry, make sure to tell your daddy or any other adult you trust, okay? Adults make mistakes too and your daddy needs to know when you're upset so that he's aware and so that the two of you can do something about it. You can even suggest doing something together to let the anger out, rather than run away,"

"Like what?" she tilts her head cutely.

"Maybe you can go to the park and run around until all the anger has left you," you jokingly suggest, "or...you can throw balloons of paint on a canvas and watch them burst to create an explosive painting! Or you can sing very loudly about how angry you're feeling!" you both laugh.

"But-" she giggles with an adorable hiccup in between, "but I don't know how to sing!" she squeals when you go to tickle her sides.

"Nobody has to listen! And who says you need to know how to sing? You can just shout as loudly as you can until you can't anymore,"

"Daddy shouts like that all the time!"

"Oh? To who?"

"To people that deserve it!" she leaves you to contemplate over what she means by that statement but seeing as she's not getting saddened by the idea, you assume that it's never towards her and doesn't affect her too negatively to be worth much concern.

"Well...since I gave you that cupcake, will you stay?"

"Mhm!" she nods happily, "I always keep my promises,"

"Good girl," you smile, ruffling her hair affectionately.

"But I can't go back home yet,"

"Why not?"

"I wanna scare Daddy," she looks at you with pleading eyes as you send her a look of disapproval. You aren't an advocate for petty revenge, "pretty please?" but you were a sucker for puppy dog eyes.

"Fine...but where will you stay?"

"Can't I just stay with you?"

You hummed in thought for a moment before a devious smirk made its way to your face, "I would say yes but inviting a stranger into my home is really dangerous..."

"My name is Katsumi Bakugou! And I'm six years old!"

Coincidentally, you appeared to live in the same apartment complex but what was more surprising was the fact that you were actually neighbors. Since you had moved in fairly recently and had been relatively busy with the new bakery opening, you weren't able to greet your neighbors with your usual smile and offering of baked treats. You had planned to do so eventually, however. Even though this was an elite penthouse, it didn't mean that you could abandon your manners and etiquette.

"I can't believe it, we're neighbors!" Katsumi cheers, happily running about your living space.

"You seem very happy about that~" you tease lightly as she huffs with a grin.

"Of course, I am! Our old neighbor was a stuck-up businessman that talked only about himself! You're way more fun," in a way, you're a businessman too but, at least, she finds you more favorable.

To pass the time, you put on a movie to watch together and ate some popcorn, making sure to keep an ear out for any commotion happening in the neighboring apartment. Granted, it would be relatively quiet, seeing as these walls were built practically soundproof, however, you're sure that any parent's horror over their missing child would break through any wall.

You were just about passing the halfway mark of your second studio ghibli movie with Katsumi when you heard barking, angry yells outside your apartment door.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU COULDN'T FIND HER?!"

"I-I! She wasn't here when I got to your apartment!"

"WHY WERE YOU TAKING SO LONG TO GET HERE DUNCE FACE?!"

"I wanted to bring a peace offering from that famous bakery that opened up, you know how upset she gets when you suddenly get called in-"

"THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH! SHE'S MORE IMPORTANT THAN SOME DAMN CAKES!"

The growl and unequivocal wrath you sensed in the shouting male's gruff voice had you shooting out of your chair and running to the doorway with Katsumi in your arms. Worry was evident in both your eyes from the terror the man would cause just from the threatening tone of his voice.

"It's okay, Daddy, I'm here!" Katsumi shouted, reaching out towards her father as soon as you opened your apartment door and the two blondes met eyes. She was fully intent on exacting her pretty revenge but that resolve melted away as soon as she heard the fear in her daddy's voice. Right now, all she wants is to be in her Dad's arms and curling up into his hard chest.

Truthfully, you were stunned to see the pro, Ground Zero, outside your apartment door, still dressed in his hero attire. If you could freely stare in awe, you would've been there all day. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. The instant Ground Zero had Katsumi snuggled up in his arms for a tight hug, he sets her down behind him and comes at you with a vehement stare so piercing you felt a prickle of hot needles fly down your spine.

"WHAT WERE YOU DOING WITH MY DAUGHTER? HUH?!" he roars, pressing you into the door of your apartment as he almost spits in your face.

A kabedon?! A very aggressive kabedon! And one that doesn't typically end with a passionate, mutual kiss! This doesn't bode well...

"N-nothing! Katsumi was really upset earlier and I just wanted to be there for her," you've seen Ground Zero out fighting villains many times on TV, and the way he reacts whenever he gets irritated by some shameless interviewer or reporter - it was frightening. And that was just through a screen. It was even more terrifying to be at the receiving end of his hellish rage; suddenly, there isn't any air left in your lungs to breathe back a reply, your mind is as blank as a new canvas and your eyes were beginning to tear up.

All you wanted was to have Katsumi smiling again, not this.

"DADDY! STOP THAT RGHT NOW!" from behind him, Katsumi pulls Bakugou away by the ruffle of his trousers and moves to stand in front of you. She stares up into his eyes with an unwavering gaze as she places her small fists on her hips, her little feet shoulder-width apart, "(Y/N) IS MY FRIEND AND YOU WILL APOLOGISE TO HER FOR BEING A MEANIE!" you've seen the strong pro fight villains before and refused to give up after sustaining multiple lethal injuries, however, in front of his daughter, he was quick to surrender and turn to you with an apology, albeit reluctant and through clenched teeth.

That day, you realised that only Ground Zero's daughter could face him in a fight and win.

NEXT.

ENDEARMENT SERIES

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[geminitarotmagick]

Please do a MX and Wonho’s friendship reading. Thanks 😊

Hi! This is a very loaded question considering everything that happened, but it's my civic duty as a ot7 monbebe stan to bring to you the current energy around Wonho and Monsta X's friendships.

Please be warned that this is not a fluffy reading where I just say "they're brothers and they love each other." As much as I'd like that to be true as a monbebe, we actually get into some deeper issues and feelings here, and this reading is being kept very realistic, even if we as fans might not want to hear that there are negative feelings.

But with that said, let's get into it! In the center, we have how Monsta X as a whole see Wonho (left), and how Wonho sees Monsta X as a whole (right). The top row is Wonho's friendships with Shownu, Minhyuk and Kihyun, and the bottom row is his friendships with Hyungwon, Jooheon and IM.

Cards used: Wild Unknown Animal Spirits, Light Seers Tarot, Way of the Panda Tarot Baby Panda Edition

So, we start with how Monsta X as a whole view Wonho currently, and we have the Camel, the Eight of Cups, and the Seven of Swords. They, as a group, admire the fact that Wonho really knows himself, and that he had the courage to do what he needed to do, and has been able to hold his own as a solo artist. He think it's really cool how he's sort of walking his own path and challenges the norms of being an idol and coming back from a scandal and doing the type of music and things he wants to do. However, they still hold in the back of their mind that he walked away. They know why he did it, and they know that he thought it was for his best interest, and that it was probably for their best interest as a group too. But at the end of the day, he still walked away, and there are some negative feelings that they harbor from that, which is totally understandable.

Next, we have how Wonho sees Monsta X as a whole, and we have the Elk, Temperance and the reversed Fairy Godpanda. He appreciates the fact that they still support him and are there for him, even after everything that happened, and I can see that their support is something that's really really important to him. However, he has a lot of mixed feelings when it comes to the group, and once again, that's totally understandable considering everything that happened. He sees them as a strong unit, and sometimes I think he wonders if they're doing better without him, and that leads him down a negative thought path that he doesn't really like. But he still holds all of his positive memories with Monsta X very fondly in his heart, and he wouldn't replace them for the world.

More detail on each individual member's relationship with Wonho under the cut.

Now, we have Shownu and Wonho's friendship, and for that we got the King of Cups, Judgment and the Five of Pentacles. They still hold a lot of love for each other, and as the leader, Shownu understands why Wonho did what he did, and realizes that he especially did it to look out for Shownu once his name started getting dragged through the mud as well. Shownu is very very supportive on Wonho, and Wonho is the same back to him. He understands that Wonho had pure intentions, even if he went about things the wrong way, and I think he sees that Wonho walking away has changed both of them, and their relationship, for the better, and the whole situation caused them both to grow personally apart more than they could've grown together. He admires Wonho and his patience and resilience in still striving to create music even after everything that happened, and that's why he'll always support Wonho's solo music.

Next, we have Minhyuk and Wonho's friendship, and for that we have the reversed Six of Cups, the Tower, and the Hierophant. Wonho walking away was a big event in their friendship, and it really hasn't ever been totally the same since. Minhyuk is definitely one of the members who didn't understand Wonho's reasoning as much as someone like Shownu did, so I can see that their friendship was definitely fractured for a time, but at the end of the day, Minhyuk was able to forgive Wonho for what he did, and also forgive himself for not being able to be enough of a support system that Wonho felt like he needed to do that. At this point, their relationship is different, but it's healed, and they learn a lot from each other, and I think they come to each other for advice when they need it.

Next, we have Kihyun and Wonho's friendship, and for this we have the Four of Cups, the reversed Eight of Wands, and the Six of Swords. This one is really interesting to me, because it seems like Kihyun was actually the member who was the most hurt by Wonho leaving. We know that they were close, and so sometimes it's the people closest to us that we hurt with our actions. I can see that Kihyun felt like Wonho was so focused on the rumors and on being self sacrificing that he didn't realize that Monsta X was there for him, and I think he's held resentment against Wonho for not letting the members be there for him and try to get through the situation together. Their friendship was severely damaged by Wonho leaving, and I think it was something that kind of left them not knowing how to approach each other. I can see that they're working through everything that happened and working to rebuild their friendship, but it's not something that's so simple. There's trauma and pain that they have to talk through together before they can really get their friendship back to a good place, but they are working on it and working to get to a better place together.

Next, we have Hyungwon and Wonho's friendship, and the cards we have for that are the reversed Three of Cups, the reversed Sun, and reversed Devil. This is another case of the fact that Wonho's actions hurt the ones he was closest to the most. I can see that most of all, Hyungwon was hurt that Wonho decided to leave the group without consulting anyone, and he felt left out. I can see that after that, it was hard for Hyungwon to focus on Monsta X, and that he kinda felt disconnected from the group because of the negative energy surrounding it all. There was definitely a need for them to make amends and talk things through, and even tho they have, I can see that there's still some repairs that have to be made to their relationship. Despite everything, I think there are still feelings of betrayal that Hyungwon has, and it hasn't been so easy for them to move past that.

Next, we have Jooheon and Wonho's friendship, and for them we got the Five of Pentacles, the reversed King of Pentacles, and the reversed Queen of Wands. I think Jooheon definitely worried about Wonho feeling ostracized and left out when it came to the group and moving on without him, so I think he was one of the members who stayed in touch with Wonho the most to make sure he was ok and check up on him. I think they cleared their grievances out pretty quickly and were able to move forward a little easier than some of the members. He also understood that Wonho needed to take time away partially to get his mind right again after all of the malicious rumors targeting him, so I don't think he ever took him leaving as personally as some of the other members might've. He didn't think it would've been right for Wonho to stay if he didn't feel like it was right anymore, so he admired Wonho for making the choice that was right for him at the time, and I think that actually inspired Jooheon to have the courage to take HIS hiatus when he was feeling anxious and needed to get himself centered again, too. I think their relationship is definitely one of the better ones of the group, and I think they both talked each other through their hiatuses and hard times together.

Last but not least, we have the friendship between Changkyun and Wonho, and we got the Ace of Cups, the reverse Six of Swords, and the Nine of Pentacles. Interestingly enough, even tho they weren't the closest while Wonho was in Monsta X, I think their relationship is actually better than ever now. Changkyun is someone who's very resistant to change, so I can see that he didn't want to accept that Wonho left, and that that was baggage that they both carried into their friendship for a while. But I can see that at some point, they decided to have a fresh start, and that since that happened, they've been able to thrive as friends in a way that they never really were able to before. Wonho leaving was actually the best thing for their friendship, and they've been able to transition into this new phase in their relationship with relative ease, and their relationship has been one of success and mutual support of each other.

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[theeslytherinslut]

A Shit Tutor (4/?)

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x reader, Draco Malfoy x slytherin!reader 

Word Count: 1,581 

Warnings: language, none

A/N: sorry for the hiatus guys! Some of you guys now but I’m in college and nearing the end of the semester so the workload is getting more intense. And on top of that I’m working on writing an actual book lol. So a lot going on rn but I’ll try to work out a more regular posting schedule. Anyway, thanks for reading!!!

~Masterlist~

“Up! Up! Up!” your alarm clock chirped, excited to fulfill its role. 

“Alright,” you moaned into your pillow, turning onto your side. 

“Did you hear me? It’s time to get up!” it chirped once more. 

“I heard you! I’ll be up in a minute,” you whined, eyes still heavy with sleep. 

“The first to rise is always most wise!” it sang; your mother thought the clock was quite funny, especially knowing how grumpy you were in the mornings.  

“Fucking fine! I’m up! You obnoxiously cheerful sodding clock,” you grumped, rolling out of your bed. 

“Always such a pleasure,” the clock quipped back before the gears resembling eyes slid closed once more. 

“I was just about to wake you myself,” Jal said, poking her head around the corner, grinning at you as she braided her hair back. You merely grunted in response, attempting to rub the sleep from your eyes. “You always were a graceful riser.”

Shooting her a glare, she grinned and disappeared back into her section of the room. Yawning, you pulled a brush through your hair and clipped it up and out of your face, dawning your uniform for the day. Just as you were finished tying your tie, Jal called out to you. 

“C’mon, we’ve already missed breakfast. I’m not being late to McGonagall for you,” she warned. Realizing she was right, you cursed under your breath and slung your bag onto your shoulder, jogging after Jal. 

The morning had been hell, you’d forgotten your report for McGonagall in your dorms, and even though it was done, the witch had taken 5 points for not having with you. In Ancient Runes, you’d been half asleep when Professor Babbling called on you--you gave the wrong answer. Jal’s snickers all throughout were of no help to your mood, and by lunch, you were positively bitchy. 

“Sweet Salazar, someone’s got their knickers in a bunch this morning, haven’t they?” Jal said, looking amused at your grumpy face. 

“It would help if you weren’t so goddamn giggly. Old McGonagall takes 5 points, and it’s somehow funny to you,” you pouted, lowering your eyes at her as the two of you stepped into the Great Hall. As you walked past the Gryffindor table, you could’ve sworn you heard the gangly redhead say your name, but when you turned to throw daggers, the bushy-haired girl that was always with them quickly hushed him up so you couldn’t be sure. 

“If you weren’t the one getting points taken, you wouldn’t be so bitchy,” Jal sighed as you glared at the three. Harry looked up and started at the malice in your face, but the girl with them snapped her fingers and called his attention once more. 

“Yeah, well, it was me, wasn’t it?” you grumped as the two of you came to the Slytherin table; just as you were about to slide onto the bench, you heard your name. 

“Y/N!” a nearby voice called. Shocked, you looked to find a pale hand waving you up the table. Looking over at Jal, she wore the look you imagined was on your face as well and shrugged. 

“Go on,” she said after a moment, waving you on. 

“Y/N!” the voice called again. 

“Go!” she called again, waving her hands at you as she moved to sit. 

“Come with me!” you called, suddenly intensely nervous. 

“What?” she said, suddenly looking scared. 

“Come on!” you hissed, grasping her wrist tightly and dragging her along with you. She resisted for a minute, but as the two of you got closer, she recovered and walked with you. 

“Yes?” you said, stopping in front of Draco as he smirked at you. Turning around in his seat across from Draco, you felt Jal stiffen as Blaise’s eyes traveled along her figure. 

“Jaltrece, right?” he smirked, his voice like butter. Looking at him now, you could definitely see the appeal. His jaw was simply unforgiving and the muscles tensed as he looked at Jal; she seemed to have lost her voice. His dark eyes were alight with amusement at her awkwardness, and it was a moment before you could pull your eyes from him. As fair as Blaise was dark, sitting across from him was Draco, grinning at you in amusement as well. 

“Jal,” she choked out after an awkward pause. Clearing her throat, she spoke again. “It’s Jal.” 

“Jal,” he repeated, and you could have sworn you saw her knees tremble a bit. “Care to sit?” 

Words failing her, she nodded dumbly and slid into the spot next to him. Gesturing with his own arm, Draco beckoned you to the other side of the table. Walking around it, you smiled sheepishly and slid into the spot next to him. 

“Thought we might sit together. How’s your morning?” he asked as he buttered a biscuit. 

“Pretty shit, honestly. Forgot my Transfiguration report, so McGonagall took 5 points, then I gave the wrong answer in Ancient Runes, not to mention the bloody staircase changed on the way here, so I got lost for a bit,” you sighed. 

“I’ll never understand why they made the sodding staircases change--as if the castle wasn't confusing enough,” he agreed, shaking his head. “Father says it was Rowena Ravenclaw who insisted on it; I thought the Ravenclaws were supposed to be intelligent.” 

“Nothing says intelligence like unnecessarily enchanting the staircases in an utterly massive castle to get you lost,” you sighed, filling your plate. He laughed lightly, and you snuck a look at him as he did so; his true smiles were so rare. “Besides, have you seen that one Ravenclaw?” 

“Which one?” he asked, grinning. 

“The airhead; the one who wears bloody radishes for jewelry,” you laughed.

“The one who follows after Potter and his followers like a bloody puppy dog? Loony?” he asked, looking annoyed as he spoke of Harry. 

“Loony?” you laughed.

“You haven’t heard her nickname? I thought everyone had,” he laughed back, lifting his goblet to his lips. 

“Evidently not. Nobody tells me anything--that’s incredible, Loony, ha!” you laughed again. Draco smiled at you and seemed to study your face. Feeling slightly uncomfortable at his intense attention, you let your Y/C/H hair curtain over your face. 

“So, were you planning on a Hogsmeade trip this weekend? It’s the first of the year,” he asked conversationally. 

“Probably. Jal here is a sugar addict; she never misses a Honeydukes trip,” you teased. She scowled darkly at you. 

“Blaise keeps a stash of pepper imps underneath his bed; he isn’t the only sugar addict,” Draco said, grinning as well at his friend. 

“Careful, Malfoy. I think what you keep hidden under your bed is a bit more interesting,” Blaise said darkly. Obviously, your interest was piqued. Looking at Draco, you found his features paler than normal and started a bit at the intensity in his glare. Nobody glared like a Malfoy glared. 

“Touche, Zabini,” he muttered darkly, his smugness leaking back into his face as he noticed you watching. “Fancy a partner?” 

“Sorry?” you asked, almost choking on your chip. 

“To Hogsmeade? How would you fancy accompanying me?” Draco asked, turning on his charm as he smirked at you. Dazed, you felt your heart rate pick up in your chest. 

“Er, yeah. Yes, I, uh, I suppose that would be alright,” you said, trying to sound appeasingly nonchalant. Looking up, you saw Jal smirking and knew you failed. 

“Excellent, I’ll meet you in the courtyard after breakfast on Saturday?” he smiled. 

“It’s a date,” you smiled back, but then your insides turned ice cold. “Shit, er, didn’t mean it like that. Was just trying to be funny.” 

Your face was positively burning hot; it seemed it had leeched all of the blood from your body. Cursing yourself internally, you bit the inside of your cheek and hoped to Godric he’d let it go.

“It’s a date,” he repeated and delivered a swift kiss to your cheek. Shocked, you actually choked on the chip headed down your throat this time. Coughing violently, you were all too aware of the eyes now watching you. Despite all your coughing, your body couldn’t seem to dislodge the piece of food, and breathing was impossible; though, if you were to die right there, you didn’t think you'd mind too much. I mean, here you were actually choking to death because Draco Malfoy had asked you on a date and gave your cheek a kiss. 

“Apapneo,” you heard suddenly. Surprised, but cherishing the air now flowing to your lungs, you gave a grateful smile to your savior. 

“Try to chew next time, yes?” 

To your utter annoyance, Snape was the one who happened to be passing by to get to the staff table at the time of your choking. 

“Right, thank you, Professor,” you forced through grit teeth. Without another word, Snape began making his way up once more. 

“You are the only Slytherin I’ve ever met that Snape actively dislikes,” Blaise said after a moment. 

“You’re telling me!” you sighed exasperatedly. “All because I’m not too good at Potions,” 

The three of them gave you a look, and you rolled your eyes. 

“Alright, alright. I’m rubbish, I know, thank you,” you said, offering them your favorite finger. And because why wouldn’t you be, you were caught. 

“Ms. Y/L/N!” you heard. Closing your eyes, you let out a deep breath; it was simply not your day. “Another 5 from Slytherin,” McGonagall quipped. 

“I am on a roll today,” you sighed. If you didn’t start finding humor in the events of the day, someone was going to be dead by sunrise. 

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[itsclydebitches]

hello! loved your tbb meta posts (10/10 analyses of the batch and their respective characterizations), but since it wasn't explicitly mentioned -- did you catch the post-s1 interview with jennifer corbett (head writer) and brad rau (exec producer)? their answers about crosshair's chip being out were Interesting (tm) but fairly definitive-sounding, so I'm wondering what your thoughts on it might've been.

Hey there, anon! Thank you—I’m so glad you’ve enjoyed them :D

I’ve heard this info second-hand and ran into one written interview on the topic (idk if it’s the same one you’re thinking of), but my first response is… arguably a reach lol. Not to start off with a tin hat on, but it’s always possible that the writers are lying. Which yes, yes, we have a knee-jerk reaction against the idea of anyone lying for any reason, but in this case, it would be in service of both the writer’s plans and the audience’s enjoyment. Let’s say for the sake of argument that Crosshair’s chip is definitely still in and the entire point of this setup is a double twist: first the reveal that his chip is gone, then the real reveal that it’s actually still in and Crosshair was lied to (among other possibilities). How can the writers discuss him during hiatus without revealing that twist? By playing the current knowledge straight, despite the fact that they know otherwise. Yup, Crosshair’s chip is out. Yup, he chose this 100% willingly. Nothing else to see here, folks! To do otherwise would be to reveal the twist way too early. Even refusing to answer the question, dodging it, would give it all away. Imagine if during a season finale we’re meant to believe that a character is dead and then during hiatus an interviewer asks how the cast will mourn them. If the writer refuses to answer, every fan will realize that Something Is Up and what’s the main possibility here? That they’re not actually dead! Twist spoiled… unless the writer pretends that what the audience currently knows is definitely the truth here.

Taking my tin hat off now, these interviews are one of the main reasons why I’m worried about the writing moving forward. Because despite the paragraph above, I’m by no means convinced that the writers are skillfully keeping up a lie to avoid spoilers. It’s not outside the realm of possibility, but it’s not necessarily likely either. Which leaves us taking their words at face value and that’s… a problem. Because as so many fans have already pointed out, the writing is setting up a twist that, according to these interviews, doesn’t exist. That doesn’t say good things about their intentions for the show vs. what actually ends up on screen and that kind of disconnect becomes frustrating for viewers very quickly. Take the headaches, for example. I’ve seen a couple of fans explain Crosshair’s away using the engine accident: “His face got burned up, of course his head still hurts. You’re reading too much into this.” But imagine for a moment if I’d tried to do the same thing for Wrecker prior to “Battle Scars”: “He gets thrown around and hits his head nearly every episode, of course it hurts. You’re reading too much into this.” Other fans would have—quite rightfully—explained to me how television works and that this repetitive problem is functioning as foreshadowing of a larger problem. With a side of the fact that this is an action show where the characters consistently shrug off their injuries. We’re not supposed to take Wrecker getting thrown around seriously. He’s the brawn of the group, meant to withstand a lot of damage, with any injuries being presented as either #cool (Wrecker shrugs off Fennec’s hits to go after Omega, yeah!) or #funny (Wrecker treats Crosshair shooting him like a badge of honor lol), not something he’s going to have to grapple with in a serious manner. So the audience recognizes the question, what’s more likely? That Wrecker’s headaches are a deliberate visual cue on the part of the writers to tell us that something important is happening, or that suddenly how the genre treats injuries has drastically changed?

It's precisely the same with Crosshair. He’s not the brawn like Wrecker is, but he’s still the action (anti)hero who shrugs off injuries because this is a show interested in more fun, explosive plot, not a deep dive into recovery. (See also: the story doing nothing with Echo’s trauma.) When Crosshair is injured, he’s immediately fighting to get back into a ship and when we next see him he’s passed the recovery stage entirely. There’s only a scar to show that this happened at all. We don’t watch him getting bacta skin grafts, or worrying about his eyesight, or struggling to eat, etc. The point is that he was injured for the purposes of that episode and now he’s not. So why would we think his headaches are a long-term symptom when the show is otherwise not at all interested in writing long-term symptoms? What’s more likely, that this familiar visual cue is being repeated to tell us that this is the chip, just like it was with Wrecker, or that the story is randomly interested in something it never was interested in before?

The audience is right to think that there’s more going on because the show has been written to say, "Something more is going on." The headaches, Crosshair’s refusal to give concrete information, the group conveniently not using Tech’s scanner, the burn scar hiding where the chip’s scar would be, a lack of motivation for the Empire removing the chip, not seeing its removal when the show did include its power being amplified… all of these are deliberate writing choices to set up another reveal. But, if we take the interview at face value and learn that these weren’t deliberate details… then what? The writers are making mistakes? Throwing in “clues” for the hell of it that they never intend to cache in on? Unless there’s some amazing answer here that allows for both these inconsistencies' explanations and the writers’ hard stance—something I personally can’t think up—then we’re left with is a pretty serious flaw in the show. A flaw that’s going to undermine the audience’s trust in everything we get from here on out. The next time we see something that feels like a cool setup/reveal, half the fandom will be going, “Yes! It totally means that ___ is going to happen!!” while the other half will be going, “… does it? Because we thought things were happening with Crosshair and that went nowhere.” Writers have to tackle the implications of what they’ve put on screen. Otherwise, the story falls apart.

So yeah, I’m aware of those hard “His chip is out and this is his choice” statements and, frankly, they make me nervous for season two. Because what the show needs is to engage with what we actually got in the finale: an ambiguous state of Crosshair’s chip, a number of hints that it might still be in there, and an ethical dilemma that, so far, hasn’t acknowledged how much of an influence the group’s decisions have had on Crosshair’s. I tackled most of this in the first analysis, but something I didn’t unpack there was the “choice” of not leaving with them. I mean yes, by all exact definitions—and if we accept that the chip really isn’t there—then Crosshair absolutely had free will in that moment to do as he pleased. But life is way more complicated than that. Imagine for a moment that I put two candy bars in front of you. “You can have whichever one you’d like,” I say. You reach for the one on the left and I glare, hard. I scoff at you. I mutter about your choices, your personality, your flaws, and your mistakes. So you reach for the one on the right instead and I’m… neutral. Okay then. Right candy bar it is. “They could have chosen the one on the left” someone watching claims. “Nothing was stopping them. No one put a gun to their head!” And yeah, the concept of “stopping them” was never that extreme… but the more compassionate, nuanced look acknowledge that some measure of “stopping them” did exist. Insults. Cruelty. A clear indication that one choice was wrong and the other was right. That’s one hell of an influence, even if it's not as formidable as a gun or a chip.

And that’s what Crosshair is dealing with. Yes, joining the Empire is clearly wrong and yes, a non-chipped Crosshair has free will to walk away from it… but walking towards TBB was never presented as a real option for him. He saw that through their inaction when they never came back for him. Then in Hunter’s refusal to admit that they’d made a mistake in leaving him behind. Wrecker putting all responsibility on his shoulders, despite knowing what the chip does to someone. Tech backing him up and framing this situation as stemming solely from Crosshair’s base personality—“severe and unyielding.” It’s seen in the always-loving Omega walking away from him in the barracks, in Crosshair’s hesitation to follow them to safer ground (and boy oh boy, do I have sad headcanons about that), and most especially, in their reactions to him saving Omega. What Crosshair learns in that moment is that they honestly believe that he, not the Empire's chip, but he would shoot Hunter and that saving their little sister is not a point in his favor. It's met only with glares and a need to disarm himself. They don’t trust him and actions that should produce trust are outright ignored, so… where can they go from here? Nowhere, according to TBB’s actions. They’re not giving Crosshair any wiggle room, any hope that these relationships can be repaired, or any acknowledgement that they had a hand in things getting this bad. So when they offer to let Crosshair come with them—which is very significantly presented as an obligation, not something they want—he knows that offer is BS. Whatever their real feelings might be (because the found family show obviously wants us to believe that everyone loves each other), their actions have said loud and clear that they don’t want him. That yes, he could technically walk onto that ship… but that it would be the “wrong” decision accompanied by more insults, scoffs, and pressure to do otherwise. That once he's there, he'll be treated only as a threat with any good deeds ignored. It's an awful offer outside of it being the morally correct decision when it comes to leaving the Empire... so Crosshair reaches for the right candy bar instead.

That very long tangent out of the way, THIS is what season two has to grapple with, along with all that ambiguity and the existence of these "The chip is still here" hints. But the interviews don’t seem to acknowledge that all of this exists, instead framing things as if we’d ended the finale knowing for sure that the chip is out and had watched a season where Crosshair is 100% responsible for everything that’s happened, no Empire or TBB influence involved. The way the interviews frame things doesn’t match up with the text, so I can only hope this is an example of bad communication, or the writers keeping a spoiler under wraps, because otherwise… season two might be frustrating to watch, with fans continually going, “Why are you ignoring that this happened? Why are you pretending that all of this is simpler than it actually is?”

#TBB #The Bad Batch #Crosshair #Star Wars #SW #mymetas

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ok now im curious!! what content with lgbt characters (preferably primary characters) would you recommend?

thanks for asking!! I have been preparing for this moment 🙏🏻 SORRY THAT THIS GOT KIND OF LONG! so I put it under a read more

first are my trio of webcomics I keep up with no matter what

Alice and the Nightmare - I just gave it a shout out but it's a cool fantasy world about Alice, a fat bi girl!, going to college after living with the queen for years and not having many friends, but it seems like something about Alice isn't quite 'normal'. Cast is very diverse and fun!

Sleepless Domain - gay magical girls!! they protect a city from nightly monster attacks and soon a mysterious monster causes a lot of trouble for our main characters. Undine is black and wlw and she is such a good character I love her so much

Namesake - a portal fantasy about going to stories of classics like Wizard of Oz but the Emma... shouldn't be there based off of how the 'portals' work. Evolves into some of the best world building and settings I've ever read. Emma isn't lgbt+ but a lot of the main and supporting cast are! My icon is one of my favorite characters <3

Podcasts my beloved media type that I never get around to despite loving

The Magnus Archives - a podcast that is literally no questions asked my favorite piece of horror media I've ever engaged in. It's horror is amazing, it's slow world building is the perfect amount of questions and answers, and it's characters are SO interesting. Also has trigger warnings for every episode on the wiki/on the episode descriptions for if you like horror but can't stand a certain type of scare!

Welcome to Nightvale - listen to me. listen to me. nightvale has always been good. it's weird and funny and small fucked up little town where cosmic horrors are just normal every day things is a FUN trope and it's worth checking out if you never were into it back in the day

shows and cartoons and yeah <3

The Haunting of Bly Manor - I am once again talking about horror media. Anyways they labeled this as gothic romance and I was instantly hooked! It's a heartbreaking sort of story about ghosts and memories and the main character is a lesbian who is working at a creepy old manor to take care of the kids who live there and if you like horror...!! (The Haunting of Hill House is also good & worth checking out!)

Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts - this cartoon feels super underrated despite having a black gay boy get to say he's gay out loud. it's a post apocalypse setting where humanity has kind of hidden themselves away from the huge kaiju mutated animals and the talking animal groups but our protag Kipo is going to go through the world and solve it's mysteries and help everyone heal through kindness and song. it's really fun and 100% worth checking out if you are the type to enjoy kids cartoons!

i would also give a shout out to some comics & graphic novels I love but this is getting really long so for now I'll just shout out one I really liked

Saga - lol okay Saga has been on hiatus for... a long time now and it's on an awful cliffhanger so just a heads up if you check it out. ALSO!! This is an 18+ piece of media if you are a minor please wait to check it out. it will probably still be on hiatus by the time you're old enough lmao. It's a space opera scifi story about a couple who were on different sides of a looong war but they're together despite that and also pregnant and holy shit they're having a baby right here in chapter 1. it's the story of their kid growing up and the struggles of the parents to keep them safe. Also heads up if you're not big on character deaths maybe don't read this, it gets sort of games of thrones-y to keep the cast cycling out

i know my summaries def got worse as this list went on but this was like. starter pack to my favorite media with lgbtq+ characters and they are all equally worth checking out if they sounded interesting to you!! There's a lot more, especially webcomics and comics, I would love to talk about someday too

#asks #my recommendations