#which is why there is all those blobs. i was trying to think of how dust was stay on frisk and when or how it would change up in appearance

[in1-nutshell]

How would the tfp cons react to finding a pod fill with small and squishy sparklings (I headcannon sparkling looking like mashbellows blobs untold they grow giant size)

Love the concept of little bean sparklings!

Hope you enjoy the Cons reactions to the little beans.

TFP Cons reacting to finding a bunch of sparklings in a pod

For the sake of the story, the pod full of the beans conveniently landed on the Nemisis flight deck one night. A couple Vechicons had retrieved the pod at the orders of Megatron. He is fully expecting a magical relic of the past or some more Dark Energon… not a bunch of sparklings inside the pod.

Megatron

Oh, this is not what he is expecting… not at all.

“What in the Pit is this?!”--Megatron

“Those are sparklings my liege.”Starscream

“I know what they are!”—Megatron

His honest reaction would greatly depend whether or not he is on that space coke, I mean Dark Energon.

If he was on Dark Energon, the chances of all the sparklings surviving their first night would be slim to none. Not caring if they even survived. The only chance the sparklings would have of surviving is if the grace of one of the higher officials decided to keep them. Sadly, few would truly be up to the challenge.

If he isn’t on Dark energon, then he would be a bit concerned in why the sparklings are in the pod. But it is war after all and sadly this isn’t too out of the ordinary.

He would assign different Vehicon’s to different beans and have them all sent to Knockout and Breakdown for a checkup. He might think at first that this could be a waste of resources. But after a few days of seeing his troops with the sparklings, Megatron sees a boost in morality and a strange sense of hope in the ship. Hope that caused the movement in the first place. Hope that didn’t seem to come by so often on the ship.

He has ‘stolen’ a bean from time to time. Not even the Mighty Megatron can bend to the power of The Bean Eyes.

“Lord Megatron! I’ve been looking—what are you...?”--Starscream

Megatron mid cooing at a laughing bean.

“… You saw nothing Starscream.”--Megatron

“Understandable my liege. I will be taking my leave.”-- Starscream

Starscream

He is concerned about the sparklings, not that he shows it outwards though. Starscream had plans before the sparklings came along. He was on his way to try and overthrow Megatron and now he must do sparkling duties. The universe must be playing some cosmic joke on him.

“Pitiful thing. You probably don’t even know the first thing about being a Decepticon.”--Starscream

Giggling bean noises

“…Well, I suppose I could teach you. Yes, then you will pledge your loyalty to me!”--Starscream

“Starscream who are you talking to?”--Knockout

“None of your business Knockout!”—Starscream

As Second in Command he helps oversee the sparklings needs overall. As in the statis of their health, possible predictions for vehicle mode, who is their favorite Decepticon on aboard the Nemesis...

Like Megatron, Starscream has taken a habit of ‘stealing’ a Sparkling or two. Except when he has the beans, he tries to instill some sort of loyalty in preparation for his reign as Leader of the Decepticons. Which doesn’t seem to work well on Starscream’s part.

“Now repeat after me. Hail Lord Starscream.”--Starscream

Laughing Bean noises.

“Wow not even they take you seriously.”—Knockout

Soundwave

*Adoption papers processing*

While he also oversees the sparklings as Third in Command, Soundwave knows how to take care of others. He has been known for stealing the most sparklings out of the entire Nemesis.

“Soundwave do you have the reports taken—”--Megatron

Soundwave carrying five beans in his tentacles and two in each servo.

“…”--Soundwave

“… I’ll come back later then. Carry on.”—Megatron

He often plays funny little noises to make the beans laugh. Most likely the first on board to get attached to them. When he misses some of the beans, he will deploy Lazerbeak to go see if they are okay in their caregivers’ arms. Primus help the poor soul who decides to be mean or hurt the Sparkling. That is a one-way ticket to the moon.

“Soundwave! Respond! As Second in Command of the Decepticon army I order you—”

Recorded giggles plays

“… I give up.”--Starscream

Knockout and Breakdown

Oh… oh…

Why? Out of all the places on this planet, did that pod have to land on the Nemesis?! The ship isn’t exactly known for being a welcoming place, much less for sparklings. It’s not that the pair hate the sparklings, on the contrary.

The love seeing a bit of Cybertron untainted by the war. But now they have come into the war whether they liked to or not. Knock out while prides his finish, will put it aside while dealing with the multitude of messy sparklings.

“Hey no! Put that down! No! No! How did you even get up there!?”—Knockout

“Lighten up a bit Knockout. They’re just fine.”--Breakdown

“…There’s one about to fall off your servo.”--Knockout

“Ah!”--Breakdown

Breakdown has no problem getting dirty for the sparklings, hut is extremely anxious around them. He could accidentally crush them! He really doesn’t want that.

They don’t part take in the ‘stealing’ of sparklings, as they regularly come and go in the medbay. The pair both genuinely care for the sparklings and are a bit protective, especially if they come in hurt.

“Oh, Primus what happened to them?!”--Knockout

“I don’t know. I accidentally bumped into them—”--Starscream

“You bumped into them!”—Breakdown

Dreadwing

Oh, he loves these beans.

He is one of the few Decepticons with some kindness left and is not going to let bots like Starscream take advantage of them.

“I will be taking them today.”--Dreadwing

“It is my shift to look after—”--Starscream

“Consider this me taking your shift then Starscream.”—Dreadwing

He loves his time with the sparklings. He does a descent job in taking care of them. Makes sure all under his care are well and takes regular trips to the Medbay if something doesn’t seem right.

Besides Soundwave, probably the second in the ‘stealing’ sport. He tells stories to the little ones of life before the war and how the war would be over soon so they could all go home together.

“We are missing 5 of them.”--Breakdown

“Have you checked with Dreadwing.”--Knockout

“Not yet.”--Breakdown

“He probably has the rest.”—Knockout

Shockwave

He doesn’t do much with the beans.

Probably didn’t even know they were around until Soundwave came to the lab with some in his servos.

“…”--Soundwave

“… Explanation.”—Shockwave

Won’t interact with the sparklings much, not even if he has duty with them. Shockwave most likely built a crib to contain the little beans.

Does not partake in the ‘stealing’ of the sparklings.

It is illogical.

Predaking

What is this bean? Why is it so small?

He is confused at first seeing the sparklings, but once educated about the basics, he is ready. Does not matter if he is in his bi-pede mode or not, he is making sure all these beans are protected with his huge limbs.

Does not let them anywhere near Starscream.

“I order you to hand over the Sparklings beast!”--Starscream

“Did you hear something my tiny warrior? It sounded like a little pest.”--Predaking

“How. Dare—”--Starscream

Starscream is now shrieking trying to avoid the flames of Predaking.

He also plays and ‘steals’ them away. He is close ranking to Dreadwing on how often they get stolen.

“We are missing 7 of them!”--Dreadwing

“Where could they—”--Knockout

“Found them.”--Breakdown

Predaking napping in his dragon form cuddling a bunch of beans.

Soundwave snaps a picture that no one knows about.

Arachnid

Okay even if Megatron was on Dark energon, there is no way this Spider is going anywhere near the sparklings.

Point blank. She will not go anywhere near them.

#transformers x reader #tfp #tfp x reader #tfp megatron #tfp starscream #tfp soundwave #tfp knockout #tfp breakdown #tfp dreadwing #tfp shockwave #tfp predaking #tfp arachnid #maccadam

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

Things from the ruin dlc that keep me up at night.

Spoilers under the cut.

SERIOUSLY DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE AVOIDING SPOILERS.

Disclaimer: I wrote this before I had seen Everything the DLC has to offer or all the endings yet. I was on the wrong track, but I think my cooking before I knew everything was good cooking. I have more concrete theories now under #danachan's rants

Something that I was 100% right about that I was going to write into Lofi eventually.... But I guess I'll talk about it now since the dlc confirmed it.

But Balloon Boy world was literally Eclipses cage as I suspected. It was suppressing them. It wasn't an evil arcade or Eclipse was living in there. Eclipse's AI was being suppressed in the arcade cabinet.

Eclipse is how they talk to eachother, and Eclipse was asleep and completely blocked off from the Virus. So Sun and Moon had no communication with eachother anymore. Which is why they were both so stressed and lost.

I was astounded I got that completely correct in regards to what Eclipse is, and what the balloon boy game is.

(the dlc does not explain the Dcas weird connection to Vanessa and why the arcade cabinet was in Afton's boss fight room though)

Bonus points Moon talks exactly how I write him when speaking about the Sun and the Moon.

Another thing that has been mind-blowing me that all the comic book endings are scenarios that GREGORY DREW.

And according to the dlc....

The Afton Burntrap Blob ending is another one of those endings that he drew.

Which means Peepaw Afton and the Blob were never real in the first place.

Which is why no one could really figure out what the blob is.

It doesn't exist.

Princess Quest ending was the canon ending.

Vanessa leaving the Pizzaplex with Gregory is the canon ending.

The ending where you fight Afton in the basement.... Never happened and was just Gregory attempting to make sense of the FNAF lore that Vanessa probably explained to him. Since in the DLC, we do find a book about Fazbear History in Vanny's room.

I honestly don't know if Steel Wool retroactively made Burntrap non-canon due to everyone making fun of him, not taking him seriously and hating the blob, or if this was always the case. Because despite the Afton ending being the hardest to get.... It's still a two star ending.

So it's hard and too early for me to tell if I want to give them points for that soft retcon. I mean I don't blame them honestly.

But yeah. Skeleton man Afton in the basement and his best friend the Blob isn't actually real, and neither is Freddy's "I am not me" speech either.... Which honestly makes sense. Because it's all Gregory's comic book trying to make sense of FNAF Lore he doesn't understand.

Also, I can say definitively, and finally, Afton is not the Mimic. Glitchtrap exists as its own entity in this, and the Mimic seems to have its own agenda. It's unclear if Afton is possessing the Mimic via virus corruption, but for now, I believe the Mimic is acting of its own will.

And man oh man. I feel so sorry for people who haven't been keeping up with Tales of the Pizzaplex Books.

The ending of the dlc is just really "who's Henry???" From pizzasim all over again huh....

Anyways. Those are my thoughts. I will be streaming the dlc again tomorrow. Gonna try and get a better ending, but I have a suspicion they're all sad.

#fnaf #fnaf sb spoilers #fnaf security breach #fnaf ruin dlc #fnaf ruin #dlc ruin #ruin dlc spoilers #fnaf ruin dlc spoilers #danachan's rants

[hanaruri-tunes]

Humiliating Leviathan (Levi x reader)

My first try at some smut, so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. And here are the warnings I could think of: Degradation, crying, masturbation, usage of underwear, usage of sex toys, going down on MC, two dicks (I gotta follow the common agreement that Levi has two dicks haha), snake tongue (again, common agreement), petting, praising

OKAY. I think that's it. Don't hesitate to tell me if I forgot something. I know all those warnings might make it seem hardcore but I promise it's actually quite a cute fic. Subby and pathetic Leviathan is the cutest. PLEASE DON'T HESITATE TO LEAVE COMMENTS please please this is my first try at smut in the obey me fandom (if ever, actually) I would really appreciate the support.

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You knocked on his door three times. No answer. Knowing Leviathan he was either passed out in his bathtub after binge-watching an anime or playing games non-stop... Or he miraculously decided to go out somewhere. Probably to buy some merch from a limited-in-time store that has no official website from which Leviathan can order. Although he could definitely find some second-hand merch online he refused to do that. He would go on and on about how buying second-hand isn't supporting the franchise thus he MUST buy it directly from the source.

Seeing how there was still no answer you decided to go in. Usually his door had a spell on it that would send intruders into another random place in the devildom but he lifted that spell for you specifically. You were the only one who could enter at any time without any disturbance.

As you did so, there was no Leviathan in sight. Not in front of his gaming set-up, not in his bathtub, not passed out on the floor. So he's out, huh? You wonder why he didn't invite you or at least warn you that he'll be out today. Usually, especially if it's for a limited time anime café, you're always the first one invited. Well, you probably shouldn't pry but as you're about to step a foot outside his room... You stop. This is a pretty rare chance to look around his room without him pestering you.

It's not like you'll pry *too* much though. Just a bit, for curiosity's sake. (That was a lie you told yourself.) You inspect his figurines more closely. He's mostly into magical girl shows and moe blob shows. How cute of him. But you've always expected that he might have some secret sexy figurines as well. Or else why would he be so protective of some of the packages he orders from Akuzon? He's usually so unenthusiastic and slow when getting out of his room for breakfast or dinner and yet he rushes to the door when it's for a delivery.

After checking some of his drawers you find the fabrics and materials he uses for his cosplays. It's all mostly different hues of pink since he prefers cosplaying female characters- how cute. At one point you also accidentally come across his underwear in one of his drawers, it's all mostly black with some funky colors mixed in from time to time. He even has one of a limited edition HanaRuri-tan underwear collection.

And just as you think that you've struck gold... it's just some old stuff. Probably from some of his past obsessions. That includes precure dvds, aikatsu cards, manga magazines, et cetera. Again all cute shows mostly targeted to young audiences. Really, you can't see Leviathan as anything else than a completely adorable dork. People often don't get him for his specific tastes and hobby but all you see is a pure little guy who's still in touch with his inner child and who loves mostly light hearted shows. Surely anything he might hide won't probably be even THAT bad. Or even if it is... that's still cute in another way.

After looking in all of his drawers, no sign of any sexy figurine, of any sex toy or even erotic manga... This is way too suspicious. But then again Levi is smart, he probably wouldn't dare hide any of this stuff in his drawers knowing that Lucifer frequently comes to his room begging him to clean it, only to start off doing it by himself before Levi hurriedly joins him and kicks him out. If he had to hide something dirty where would he... ... You look under the bathtub. Nope. Too easy? Then...Reaching for his blanket and sheets inside the bathtub, you raise them, uncovering some sort of trapdoor?You slide it open and there's a huge box inside of it. If you had to guess, he used the same spell as the entrance of his room. Except this one always leads to the same space: the place where his hidden box is, wherever that is.

You pull it out, open it and there it is. Almost all of the stuff you had imagined him hiding was in here. Sexy figurines, erotic doujins, even some sex toys. Two in particular were bigger than the others. Fleshlights... But why two? Looking at it closer one's a smaller size and the other one is bigger. Did he get the size wrong the first time he ordered so now he has two of them? But more than that, there was something you really didn't expect to find here. A pair of panties. *Your* panties. You thought that maybe you had just forgotten it while moving back and forth between the devildom and human world but here they were, in Leviathan's precious box.

In some way this awakened something in you, a strange feeling of amusement while you realized that the cutest and purest guy you knew turned out to be a filthy underwear thief who most likely used it to jerk himself off.As you started to think that, a loud noise came from behind you. It sounded like some object had fallen to the floor- ah. Probably Levi who just came back and dropped his phone after realizing what you were looking at. Quickly, you wiped off the amused smile you had on your face before turning back to face him. You faked a look that was a mix of disappointment and worry.

"Levia-chan..."

The poor guy looked frightened, as if the sky had fallen on his head, as if his life was over. Even that pathetic part of him, you found it just so cute.

"Ah... ah... That- uh. I-"

Not even taking the time to close the door behind him, he dropped on his knees in front of you, lowering his head.

"I can explain! S-So please don't- please don't freak out o-or agh, I mean-"

His heart dropped when you walked past him. "It's over." He thought. The friendship you guys had built was done for. There's no way you would ever love him now or even want to look his way. There's no way a kind, beautiful, strong person like you would ever even spare him a glance. No way an amazing girl as pretty and genuine as you would give a second chance to a gross creepy piece of shit like him.

As the worst possible scenarios started to play in his head, he came back to his senses slightly as he understood that you had just closed the door in order to have more privacy in here. You slid his seat in front of him as he was still on his knees, sat down and crossed your legs, taking on a haughty tone. Almost commanding.

"So? You said you could explain but I don't really see what is possibly left to explain here. It all speaks for itself. All this filthy shit and even two fleshlights weren't enough to satisfy your dick so you just *had* to have a go on my underwear, huh? You slutty thief."

As you said that last bit you flicked his forehead that he was trying so very hard to keep fixated on the ground, but it was almost impossible anyway since you had your bare legs crossed right in front of his eyes. You know Levi loves it when you wear short skirts, it's hard for him to not look, even in a serious situation like this one.

"Agh. Well, uh. Ahh..."

After about twenty seconds during which he couldn't come up with anything plausible or even any attempt at an excuse he started to tear up. Completely lost, he lowered his forehead to the ground, bowing and apologizing profusely.

"I'm- I'm so *hngh* s-sorry *hic* please don't hate me. Y-You're right, I'm a pervert but please, I beg you for forgiveness *hic* at the very least please don't ignore mee- *hnghg*"

You felt chills down your spine. Was it horrible of you? While this little baby thought that his entire life was over just because you might hate him, you were just thinking how fucking cute he sounds when he's crying while genuinely in distress. You were feeling conflicted. One part of you wanted to pat his head and raise it, kiss his cheeks full of tears and caress his back while assuring him that you don't really find him that gross or creepy. In fact finding this dirty side of him made you giddy.

And yet, the other side of you wanted to play around with him a bit more before giving him ultimate bliss.

"Levi... Are you serious my darling?"

You gently pressed your heels on the back of his head as his forehead was still stuck to the ground.

"You really think such a lousy excuse will cut it? You know just how outright creepy this is, right? You went out of your way to steal underwear from me so you could rub it all over your dick and cum in it and yet all you have to say for yourself is just "I'm sorry, please don't hate me"? You'll have to do better than that."

Still sniffling, you could feel Levi taking a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Y-you're right. Crying about it won't solve anything. I know just how much of a disgusting lame little fuck I am, it's already a miracle how someone as beautiful and amazing as you even considered me your friend. I've been blessed a-and so honored to be called that. So please, please give me a second chance Y/N. I'll do anything, really."

You took your heel away from him. Full of expectations on what the two of you were about to do if you played your cards right.

"Anything? No way. That's just empty words."

"It's not! I'll really do anything. I'll even be your b- um. B-Bitch if I have to."

You command him to raise his head up, he does. His eyes and cheeks are still wet from the tears he just shed and his face is all red from embarrassment.

"A bitch, really? So you'll even accept corporal punishment? If I tell you to lay down on your stomach on my lap, you'll do it? You'll let me spank you?"

For a split second you see it his eyes, this little fucker really feels like he'll get a kick out of this. "It's not a punishment at all!" He must be thinking. He would love to be treated so poorly by you. In fact, one of his occasional turn-ons was to imagine you degrading him, insulting how much of a perverted little shit he is.

"I- I'll do it. Anything you want to do to me, I'm fine with it so..."

You lightly tap on your thighs two times, telling him to get on. Obediently, he does... and immediately receives a slap on the ass.

"You're supposed to at least lower your pants idiot. Or else it won't even hurt that much."

"A-Ah, yes."

You saw it again. That glint in his eyes. He's excited and is just so barely managing to not display a shit eating grin on his face.

As soon as he does as you told him to, you spank him again. Harder this time. He lets out a little yelp. And as he does you grab his hair with your other hand to pull him up a bit and whisper into his ear.

"You think I didn't notice that? The corners of your mouth keep rising upwards you fucking pig."

Finally he completely gives up on the façade he is trying so hard to keep and lets out a huge unrestrained grin, the kind he has when you hug or kiss him on the cheek suddenly. Looking dumb and genuine, though this time it looks cuter as he's obviously enjoying the pain you're inflicting on him.

"Aaahh. I-I couldn't hide it after all, you're right Y/N. I'm a dirty fucking pig who even enjoys it when you're being mean to me. Bully me, hit me, spit on me. I don't care, if anything I love it. I'm so sorry for not even being able to be properly punished ahh I'm so so sorry~"

He says while not looking sorry at all. Pretending to ignore his stupid monologue you spank him again.

"Slut."

"Hnghh~"

He shudders and keeps grinning widely.

Only does he get a bit nervous when you decide to pull down his underwear.

"Ah- wait! ACk-"

You spanked him again, this time your hand made direct contact with his skin.

"Shut up you filthy bitch. Isn't that what you promised? You even said that you'll be my bitch so that's just what you are right now."

Rapidly the nervousness he had displayed a second ago dissipated.

"Ahhh~ y-yes, I'm your bitch. You can use me whoever you want, I'll even drink your spit if you ask me to ehehe- OW-"

"Quiet. Or- No. Actually, keep moaning. It's cute."

"Ehehe I'm sooo happy you said I'm cute Y/N."

"Master."

"Master~ ehehe..."

He was really digging this roleplay type of set-up you had invented. But while he thought you weren't performing and really wanted to punish him, you on the other hand were truly aware that this is all a sham from your part just to turn him on.

As you continued to spank him a couple more times, you noticed something odd. It wasn't that you felt poking against the side of your thighs since you had fully expected him to get a hard-on. It was that the poking sensation was double.

"... Levi, get up for a second."

"Um, w-wouldn't it be better to continue to punish me?"

Another slap made him yelp.

"Don't be difficult."

And so he did, and you finally realized why he owned two fleshlights. It wasn't that he had the size wrong and had to order a second one, it was that he has two dicks. One on top of another on his crotch, with a pair of balls for each. You can't help but wonder just how much more sperm he can produce than an average "person."

As you closely observe his two rods, Levi can't help but squirm under your gaze. Elated at the amount of attention and your focus on his private parts as his pants and underwear are now out of the way.

"It's weird isn't it? I'm so fucking gross that even my genitalia isn't normal. I'm impressed you can even look at it directly haha."

Silently, you keep staring. Utterly turned on by the many ways you could use this part of him when you'll inevitably fuck eachother. Seeing how you're keeping quiet, Levi keeps degrading himself, obviously wanting the same treatment from you.

"I mean what kind of weird monstruous fuck would have two dicks, right? S-So you can tell me, tell me just how fucking gross and creepy it is..."

He keeps smiling, his face flushed by the titillating humiliation he's feeling by having his cocks out in front of you, the girl he loves the most in the world. So you decide to humor him a bit.

"Hmm... So you constantly hide these? Is it why you always try to wear baggy pants? So people won't notice how much of a creepy fuck you are."

"Y-yeah haha. T-Tell me more..."

He's so docile and pathetic, you can't help but strive for more.

"No. That's enough. Even after a couple of seconds looking at it, it makes me sick of it. I'm bored. Won't you show me how you play with them when I'm not around?"

Leviathan's eyes light up at your suggestion. He can't believe a day would come when you or anyone for that matter would ask him to masturbate in front of them.

"R-Really? You wanna see that?"

"Well, you don't want me to be bored right? And you really reaaaally want my forgiveness for being a gross fuck."

Excited yet mortified, Leviathan takes two of the fleshlights and rummaging through the box, he finds some lube. You watch him start off by filling the two holes with lube, all while both of his dicks are still erect from earlier. You're honestly still amazed at how they look.

Just before Levi sticks his first cock into one of the fleshlights you get an idea.

"Wait a sec. Hand it over."

Obediently, he hands the sextoy over. You spit into it, your saliva mixing with the lube and you give it back.

"Here. Hopefully it'll enhance the experience?"

"Ah- S-shit! Had I known I wouldn't have used the lube at all..."

He looks down, disappointed but still ecstatic. He carefully places the tip of his shaft on the entrance of the toy and slowly starts pushing it in, his dick opening up the walls of the toy as he shudders from the sensation and your piercing gaze. He jerks himself off like that for a little while before you ask him if he's not going to play with his second shaft.

"Well... I can either use the other toy or... I can show you how I do it with your panties..." Seeing how silent you are he retracts his statement. "-JUUST kidding ahaha it's already gross enough to see me jerk myself off so disgustingly with a sex toy, n-no one would like to see their own clothing used like that..."

You smile, uncrossing your legs and leaning in.

"No, that's a good point. Show me how you've been using my underwear all this time you dirty fuck."

"A-ah! Yes... ahaha~"

Taking your panties carefully, he wraps it on his other dick and starts pumping it with his free hand. As he does, he starts explaining.

"A-at first, I would only sniff them but I couldn't resist the urge to use them like this. And now that I've used them too much your sweet smell has completely been overwritten by my disgusting stench so there's no use sniffing it anymore ehehe. That's so fucking creepy isn't? I-I'm such a creepy bastard."

There he goes again, degrading himself while expecting a follow up from you. But you give him none of that this time. Instead, you look at him with anticipation and give him a challenge.

"If you do a good job of putting on a show for me I'll let you go down on me."

The air surrounding him turned to a deep purple as he took on his demon form, his scaly tail wagging around like the one of a dog's. Then he started to pant like a pup as well, elated by your suggestion.

"Ah. Ahh. N-no way? Seriously?! I'll do it, I'll seriously do it. So please watch closely!"

All this time he was on his knees, but now he stood up, making sure you have a close look at his dicks. They were right there in front of your face and you had to hold yourself back from taking one of them into your mouth. He kept mumbling and stammering some intelligible stuff, but you're pretty sure it was something along the lines of "I'll do it" and "look at me."

As he was getting close to release, you could feel him lose himself in the pleasure as his knees looked like they were about to fold from the lack of strength he was putting into them. Probably not used to jerking off standing up, he most likely does it either sitting or lying down like most people. In an effort to keep him standing in front of you, you placed your hand on one of his knees then slowly brought it up, caressing his thighs.

"Do your best to stay standing~ I'll be disappointed if you fall."

"Ah! Yes, of course!"

A literal couple of seconds later, the fleshlight was leaking of his cum and your stolen panties were dripping with his seed. Not only was the quantity overkill but the texture and thickness of the liquid looked quite rich. It was like warm condensed milk. As if on instinct, you placed one of your hands under the dripping liquid, allowing a couple of droplets to land on the palm of your hand.

"Y-Y/N??"

You lick a droplet off, tasting it. Seeing you do that, Levi's knees finally give in and he falls to the ground again, looking at your lips and mouth closely while wagging his tail, overly fixated on how your mouth moves while your tongue is probably pressing those drops of *his* cum on the walls and ceiling of your mouth. Savoring it.

Despite it looking like condensed milk it tastes more like a nectar, sweet and unnaturally good. Is it a special characteristic for a demon's cum to taste sweet and good? Maybe it's to push each other to fall into lust... makes sense. Delicious cum would easily push demons or humans alike to fall deeper into the sin of lust.

"W-wah... I can't believe I just saw you do that. Am I in heaven? N-no that sort of erotic scene would never happen in heaven. Aha I'm so glad I'm a demon and that we're in the devildom..."

Satisfied, you open your legs and raise your skirt.

"It tasted pretty good, surprisingly. But I'm sorry to say mine probably won't taste as good as yours."

Levi crawls towards you like an obedient puppy. He closely looks at the small stain that had formed on your underwear due to his performance. He feels like one grateful and lucky bastard that you're allowing him to do that to you. Frozen for a bit by the sight, he drools slightly before snapping out of it and placing his hands on the side of your underwear. Sliding it down as the stain leaves a bead of your warm liquid behind. Levi looks at it stretch and break as he pulls the panties further down, up to your ankles. You get your feet out of them and kick them to the other side of the room, allowing yourself to open your legs better than if they had stayed around your ankles.

Placing your hand on his head, you gently push him towards you and pet his head.

"Will you start or are you too busy drooling?"

Not making himself be begged any further. He starts by so very gently kissing your clit, it's so soft that you can barely feel it. He wraps his hands around your thighs, preparing himself to eat you out. He's so adorable. As he sticks his tongue out you notice how he has the tongue of a snake. Not that you hadn't noticed before, he would try to hide it from you at first but when you told him that it was so unique and cool he wouldn't try to keep it away from you anymore, boldly opening his mouth when he would yawn or when he was complaining about something. Now there he was using his devious tongue on your sweet spot.

He was greedily tasting you, it made you wonder if you actually tasted as good as he was making it seem. Though you're pretty sure you don't have enchanted cum like demons do. He would sink his fingers into the soft skin of your thighs, feeling you up, probably wishing that you'll let him hump your thighs next if he does a good job at making you feel good. You start to mewl and as you do, you can feel his tongue double down on his efforts, desperate to make you feel better just so he can hear you whimper and cry out his name.

You look down, a bit overwhelmed at how good his tongue is at exploring your insides. You see him looking up at you expectantly, a happy glint in his eyes, full of love for you. It's funny how one moment he begs you to degrade him and the next he asks for praise with his shiny eyes. Appreciative of his efforts, you place one of your hands on his cheek, caressing it with your thumb.

"Good boy Levi."

He wags his tail and his eyes light up some more as he hardens his tongue, pushing it further than you thought he could. You let out another whimper, this time mixing in his name. And as you do, you realize how close you are to climax. You grab his horns and cross your legs around his head, trapping him in front of your pretty pussy. Not that he minds, in fact he wouldn't like it any other way. Feeling you come while you call out his name some more, he suckles on your juices, gladly letting it spread all over his tongue before swallowing it all.

As you let him go, he rests his head on your right thigh, his cheek against your bare skin. He keeps looking up at you in awe at how pretty your face looks just after you've come. He rubs his cheek against your thigh hoping to get your attention back at him.

"Did I do a good job? I can um, I can do other things as well~ Oh if the idea of taking me back as a friend immediately is too gross for you I can keep being your fucktoy for the time being ehehe..."

You smile at him kindly and scratch him under the chin. He wags his tail again and displays his signature wide grin. His laugh is so cute. As he did a good job you figure it's time to stop the charade and let him have a real go at you.

"I wasn't really mad at you by the way."

He lifts his head up from your thigh, eyes wide open.

"Huh?"

"I was just fucking with you, I'm not grossed out or anything. You're still my cute little Levia-chan."

You pat him on the head. His eyes well up in tears from relief.

"R-Really? You won't abandon me?"

"No baby, I just thought this was the perfect excuse to push you to do dirty stuff for me. You're not mad right?"

Leviathan jumps into your arms, crying.

"I'm so grateful that a perfect girl like you would choose *me* to make you feel good. H-Had you not forgiven me, I would even be okay with being your sex slave if you'd like to."

"Don't be stupid, I'll let you be my one and only boyfriend. What about that?"

Levi lets you go, then while still grabbing your shoulders he looks at you, his eyes full of hope.

"Really? You'd allow me? You would take a lame fuck like me as your boyfriend?"

You pull him back in, kissing him on the cheek, near the corner of his lips.

"Don't say that. You're my cute little baby boy. Everyone has an ugly and filthy side to them, but beyond that you're a sweet cutiepie who watches magical girl shows, sews cosplays and easily cries at any sad scene in an anime. I mean, look at me, I just tricked you into thinking that I find you gross and pushed you to jerk off then suck me off. Isn't that objectively pretty terrible of me?"

Levi stays silent for a while before you can feel his two dicks poking at your stomach and pussy.

"N-Now that I know you weren't mad, that was probably one of the best moments of my life."

"Perv."

You kiss him again.

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Was initially planning on making them fuck at the end but it got too long. Though I'm not against making a part two if people like it ahah. AGAIN please don't hesitate to comment, I would love to read your thoughts!

#obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me smut #om! leviathan #leviathan avatar of envy #leviathan smut #leviathan x reader #leviathan x y/n #leviathan x mc #hanaruri writes

[evilminji]

Pondering Doors Again >.>

Thinking about a concept I saw in a Manhwa. "Dungeons feed of the death that occurs within them" and how the Protagonist went "alright, Bet. A stable and prosperous society for outcasts has a LOT of Death! What with the need to eat food and people growing old and thus, inevitably, at least SOMEONE dying every day".

Because FARMING is and always has been a slower but more profitable way to accumulate food then Hunting. More reliable too.

And? What better way too feed your hunger(HungryHungryHUNGRYItHurtSIMSO-) then by BECOMING a Trap Door? Not every ghost looks human. Not every ghost WANTS too.

Maybe you want to Live. Yes, you are fighting, fighting, fighting. Not even Death can take you. But given half a chance? Given the infinite freedom of the Zone and all of Time stretched out before you? Do you? WANT to think anymore? WANT to keep fighting FOREVER for every scrap of food to fill your endless NEED for food? Your obsession with being full?

You can stop.

Like meditation.

Instead of MAKING a Lair... become one. You could always change your mind, if you felt like it. Souls rarely if ever DO, but you COULD. Then? You wait.

There are house ghosts. Dwellings that die. You blend right in. Are you angry? Vengeful? Do you blame the world? Perhaps you'll call them in. Like Hansel and Gretel. Look upon my house made of candy, children. Isn't it tempting? Isn't it sweet? Come closer. Listen to my siren song.

Chomp.

But, maybe you are tired. Hungry. Old bones and cold, barren soil. Barely the strength to paint gaudy veneers over straining, decaying wood. Like long abandoned circuses. You try for the appearance of cheer, but your tattered visage. betrays you. Yet, just like them, while you may not be able to entice those you truely wish to come? Vermin find safety and comfort in your walls.

And is that not how nature heals? First the weeds? The insects and vermin? Little things that build to great forests over time? Blobs hide within in you. Safely out from underfoot. What do they care, if you can not provide them scenery? You are safe. And they? They feed you in turn.

Like little worker bees. Drifting out, gorging on ectoplasm, and returning. Nesting safely inside you, they radiate that Ectoplasm and leech it into the Lair around them. You feed. And Feed. And FEED.

You make more places to hide for them. Bushes. Trees. You only half remember them now, so the colors are off and the forms shakey at best. The blobs do not care. More flock to you in response. You grow stronger. Make more trees.

You finally, FINALLY attract a curious and skittish ghost. They linger by the entrance. Watching. Uncertain. They know traps and hunters hide out here. Who would leave a perfectly good Lair up for grabs? This is a trick. A nasty little trap. Right? It has to be! Their luck can not be this good.

But it is. Because bottom feeders find each other all the time. Lairs that have little to offer and Ghosts who couldn't possibly defend anything worth keeping. All the Zone is stronger then them, why not be weakling together?

And they always take the chance. Because hope is eternal.

Inching forward in a cautious float, ready to dash away, they eventually realize the Lair really IS up for grabs. It really CAN be theirs. Which of course... means they have to fix it up of course! They are THRILLED. Look at all this ROOM! Why, these trees are LOVELY. A good start! They just gotta tweak THIS and then THAT aaand... there we go! Oooh, now over THERE would be a great place for a- *excited muttering*

And a proper ghost? MUCH better at bringing in Ectoplasm then a blob. Then dive in and out, fetching plants to transplant, decorations, building supplies. They invite their friend to crash with them. Become roommates. Their roommate gets a partner. They meet someone. Eventually somebody has a kid. And so on and so on.

All the while, they are feeding their Lair. Do they know it's not a NORMAL Lair? Yeah. They aren't dumb. Blobs disappear sometimes, if no one leaves for too long. House ghosts don't do that (or so they're told). But? They aren't powerful ghosts. They are weak ones. They CAN'T defend one of the nice spots from jerks who want to take it.

But a Lair that can defend ITSELF? And doesn't seem to want to eat them? Meh. Whatever works, man.

And you know what happens? Eventually, you reach a sustainable mass tipping point. Enough ghosts, set up in houses and cabins and castles and caves. All within a single Trap Lair. That they radiate enough ectoplasm to sustain the Lair itself. Enough that it can FINALLY pull the infamous and legendary "never leave" trick.

What is that trick?

Simple! You are a ghost. You'd kinda like an apple. You get up to leave you Lair to go get one. Oh, hey, an apple tree! That's new. Oh, these are really good! You sit back down. You never leave. Why would you leave? You are happy and have everything here. Your friends and family are here. Have another cake. Sit back down.

That is the trick.

The Trap of the sort of Trap Door.

They are known as Honey Traps. Heaven's Gates. Dream Doors. And they build slow to become quite dangerous. Entire cities exsist inside them. Ghosts go in and never come out. The take the energy you produce, small kernel that it is, and feed it back to you. And Ghosts? Efficient generators that they are, produce far more then they are given. Little into more. Little into greater. Building and building.

Until it has the strength to weave dreams.

Trap and entice. Blind and numb you. Bread and circuses for the masses, pay no attention to the bars that keep you here. You LOVE the comfort of your cage! You can leave whenever you want! You just never want too.

The Lair makes certain of that.

@the-witchhunter @hypewinter @hdgnj @mutable-manifestation

#danny phantom #danny phantom prompt #dp prompt #minji's ponderings

[corrodedcorpses]

This is so wrong.

Pairing: Steve x Eddie x reader

Summary: Steve Harrington has a massive crush on his two best friends, Eddie Munson and you (Eddie’s girlfriend). He’s looking forward to and dreading another movie night with you both, so he finds a way to pass the time and relieve some tension before you both get to his house. What he doesn’t realise is you and Eddie get to his house a little too early.

Warnings: Smut (18+), jerking off, voyeurism, language, perv!Steve, panty stealing, ring/hand kink, perv!Eddie, kind of perv!reader (but we can blame Eddie for that). I feel like there’s more so lmk if I’ve missed anything!

Word count: 2k

a/n: This is my first ever fic! Steddie brain rot has been real and I just needed to get these thoughts out of my head somehow. Feedback would be greatly appreciated and as I mention, this is my first fic, so I apologise if it’s not the best!

Part 2  Part 3  Part 4

Steve knows this is wrong. God, this is so wrong. He’s spent the morning cleaning up and getting everything ready for movie night tonight with his two best friends. His two best friends who were dating. His two best friends who he finds unbelievably attractive. His two best friends who he has massive crushes on. 

He had finished cleaning hours before you were supposed to get to his. And as much as he was excited to spend the night with you two, he was not excited to pretend how much it didn’t bother him being next to you two on his couch all night. You all usually sat with Eddie in the middle, which meant that Eddie though his body shielded you more than it actually did. And Eddie usually gets fidgety during a movie. So, Steve finds himself having to pretend not to notice when eddies hands start to wander all over you during the movie and pretending not to notice the little gasps you’d make when he “accidentally” grazed a little too high over you inner thighs or near your chest… and pretending he didn’t pop a boner on and off all night from his spot next to you two. God just the memory of those little barely a whisper sounds that you make that he has to focus on to be able to hear over the tv have him half hard in his pants. And the image of Eddie’s hands and those fucking rings sliding over your thighs…. He knew he had to relieve some tension before you both got here, anything to help him try and get through another night alone with you both.

So here he was, sprawled out on his bed with his hard leaking cock in his hand, jerking off to the thought of his best friends. He felt so wrong, so dirty for thinking about you two but how could he not? You were both the hottest people he had ever met. Jerking off into his hand was enough and he found himself thinking more about how wrong it was instead of how good it felt. He knew he needed some extra help. He quickly paused and rummaged through his bottom draw until he found them: three big silver rings he’d gotten from some costume store while shopping with Robin (he’d pretended they were for a surprise costume for Halloween and was hoping she’d forget about them and wouldn’t ask why his actual costume had no rings) and a black lacy pair of your panties you’d accidentally left here after changing to hop in the pool one day. He’d found them under his bed after you’d changed in his room. He’d thought about giving them back to you, but that would mean having to hand you a used pair of your panties and he couldn’t think of anything more awkward. He’d also thought about chucking them but before he could even register what he was doing he’d bought them up to his face and almost creamed his pants just from the smell of you. Safe to say Steve came many times that night with your panties wrapped tightly around his cock.  He quickly slipped the rings on his right hand and gripped his throbbing cock. He hissed at the feeling of the cool metal against his hot skin, a blob of precum dripping out of him at the feeling. With his left hand he brought your panties up to his face, groaning and throwing his head back as he inhaled you. He started jerking himself off faster, moaning at the thought of you two. “Yeah Eddie, just like that, fuck, jerk me off with your fuck- ah rings. Shiiiiiit”. Fuck the cool metal of the rings felt so good, he knew it’d feel even betting if it was actually Eddie jerking him off, but he’d settle for the thought. “Ugh fuck pretty girl you smell so fucking good” he moaned, burying his face in your panties.  “So fucking sweeeet. Ahh- need you to sit on my face, yeah, hop up here. Oh god, you taste so fucking good, you like it when I fuck you with my tongue?” He rambled to himself. Shit Steve was so turned on, with the thoughts of you two sending him closer and closer to the edge…

*****

You and Eddie pulled up to Steve’s place. “Are you sure he’s not gonna care if we’re a couple hours early? I can’t believe I got my shift hours wrong” you ask Eddie. Annoyed that you had to call your boyfriend to come get you two hours earlier because you looked at next week’s shift instead of today’s shift. You were relieved that you got to spend longer with your boyfriend and best friend though. 

“I’m sure Stevie’s not gonna mind sweetheart” Eddie assured you, “besides, I’m sure he’d love to have extra time to gawk at you” he teased whist hopping out of his van. 

“Shut up, he does not gawk at me” you say back, also hopping out of the van. 

Eddie gives you a look that says “really?” 

You go to protest but can’t help but think of all the times you’ve caught Steve’s lingering stares while you all hang out, how he glances down at your lips sometimes as you speak, how he seems to always end up sitting or being next to or close to both you and Eddie no matter where you are, who you’re with or what you’re all doing… or how he readjusts himself on the couch often during your movie nights with just the three of you, especially after every gasp you give out when Eddie’s hands stars to wonder during the movie. Every time you had accidentally made a sound you would look over at him in hopes he’s missed it and every time his eyes are glued to the screen, but you can’t help but notice how he squirms in his seat…. Or that time when you’re sure you could see a tent forming in his pants and his eyes flicked over to Eddie’s hand resting “innocently” on your inner thigh and how his gaze lingered a little too long on the rings…. 

“Yeah, well let’s not pretend like I’m the only one he gawks at”, you tease Eddie. He just smirks at this, no doubt inflating his ego even more, and goes to open the door. It’s unlocked like it usually is when Steve knows you two are coming over. 

You two put your bags of snacks down on the kitchen, surprised to not find Steve anywhere. You both decide to check upstairs but as you’re about halfway up you hear it. Moans coming from Steve’s bedroom. You both freeze, looking at each other.

“Shit!” you whisper to Eddie “do you think he has someone over?”

“Nah, I can only hear one lot of moaning… I think our little Stevie is reliving some Tension” he replies, emphasizing the last word and wiggling his eyebrows at you. A shit eating grin on his face.

“Okay well let’s give him some privacy and pretend like we just arrived when he comes down and that we didn’t hear anything.” You say, starting to quietly tip toe down the stairs. Eddie starts to follow when you both hear Steve moan out a slightly louder “Fuck Eddieeeee”. You both glance at each other, Eddie has a shocked but mischievous look on his face, his grin is starting to grow. Shit. Before you can grab him and he’s bounding up the stairs, but still as quietly as possible.

“Shit, Eddie, get back here. Now!” you whisper/yell at him. Running after him to drag him back downstairs. Trying to give poor Steve a tiny bit of privacy, as you doubt he wanted Eddie to walk in on him moaning his name. Eddie’s standing outside Steve’s door that’s open just a crack, just enough for Eddie to see him pleasuring himself on his bed. You reach Eddie but before you can drag him downstairs he’s grabbing you, positioning you in front of the crack so you can see Steve too. You back is against Eddie’s chest with one of his arms around you waist, the other coving your mouth to keep you quiet and to be able to position your head. “Look”, he whispers in your ear, and you can hear the lust in Eddie’s voice, not that you can blame him. There he was, your best friend, Steve fricken Harrington, sprawled out on his bed. His massive (Massive), hard, red, leaking cock in his hand, his ring covered hand, and a pair of panties, your panties pressed to his face. You’d realised you’d lost those panties a while ago, having been one of you favourites, but had just assumed Eddie had stolen them like he often does. Your attention is drawn back to Steve as he’s moaning the prettiest, filthiest sounds mixed with yours and Eddie’s names and the filthy things he wants to do to both of you. “Shit”, you barely hear Eddie whisper in you ear as his hips start to involuntarily grind against your ass. And you can’t ignore how much your panties have soaked at the scene in front of you. You know it’s wrong and that you both should give him some privacy but after hearing a particularly high pitched “y/n, fuck baby, you feel so fucking goooood” you don’t think your legs would work anymore if you tried. Now thankful for Eddies arm around your waist keeping you up.

*****

Steve is getting so close, he can feel it. His breaths have turned into pants, and he can’t stop his hips bucking up so fast into his own fist. God he’s so mortified at himself for getting off to the thought of you two. He knows that you two would probably hate him forever if you ever found out. Found out he almost solely gets off to jerking himself off with the B grade version of Eddie’s rings and the tiny lingering scent left of you on your panties. He hates that it does, but the shame almost turns him on. He almost wants you two to know, to scold him for it. To call him all sorts of dirty and disgusting names that he’d replay in his head as he got off to them later. God this is so wrong. The head of his cock is leaking steady amounts of precum now and he feels so unbelievably hard in his hand. He feels his whole body seize up and he starts to chant and plead and whine out yours and Eddies names over and over again…

*****

Eddie and you watch in awe as Steve exploded all over his hand and chest and even on the pillow next to him. You couldn’t help the whimper that escaped you at the sight, thankful for Eddie’s hand still around your mouth. You could’ve sworn you even heard Eddie moan quietly in your ear but couldn’t be sure with the loud, sinful moans and gasps coming from Steve as he fucked into his hand, riding out his high. Finally, after what seemed like ages, Steve relaxed into the mattress, panting and covered in his own cum, hand still around his dick that you noticed was still so hard. You were about to start to leave, afraid that Steve would catch you both when he eventually opened his eyes and started to clean up his mess. But before you could even start to move and before you could register what Eddie was doing, he opened the door to Steve’s room. Letting you go and walking past you inside, announcing his presence with a cocky 

“whatcha doing in here Harrington?”

#steve harrington smut #eddie munson smut #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x reader #steddie x reader #steve harrington fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #steddie x reader smut #steve harrington #eddie munson #perv!steve harrington #perv!eddie munson #joe keery #joseph quinn #stranger things fic #steve harrington x female reader #eddie munson x female reader #stranger things 4 #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson

[zoe-oneesama]

Hi Zoe, I saw a few asks before about a physical edition of Scarlet Lady, I'm curious how you are planning to go about it? For now I saw you talk about volume one, are you planning to make one season = one volume? Will there be any changes to the current comics? (Like color, bonuses etc.) thank you in advance!

Yes, the plan is 1 Volume = 1 Season, with Volume 5 having the finale episodes, so, extra thiccccc.

I have edited the pages to fix spelling errors and made a few changes so subtle that I can't even remember them, as well as trying to make old pages more legible. And there are bonus images and commentary to fill in the blank spots left by page bonuses.

^Here's an example bonus pictures I made for "The Pharaoh". It's the picture Alix joked about sharing with the class of Marinette dressed as Scarlet Lady, and Plagg dressed as the Black Cat statues that the group walks past at the end of the episode.

Because mixam (the ones who'll be making these books) needs pages divisible by 4, I do have some full color pages for the Volumes that happened to not fit that number nicely (so far it's just Volume 2), so look forward to that. I think I'll share those pages later this week.

Additionally, the chapters got new "headers" since they're in a new format:

^Ivan finally got his moment!

So, it's not as easy as just throwing it into a PDF and giving it out like that. I want this to be a special gift for anyone who's willing to put down money for my content - they deserve something extra for their interest, which is also why I'm not trying to spoil everything.

As for the status of everything: - Volume 1: Final Walk-through. I've gone through one draft and added a few things to match changes I made to other volumes, so after I complete a few commissions I'll be ordering in another (hopefully final!) draft. One book costs me about $60 to order, but that's because I'm not ordering in bulk. But it does mean I take plenty of time between ordering draft. - Volume 2: 2nd Draft. Volume 1 had very few errors in its first draft but Volume 2 had quite a lot, starting with the cover being so dark it was basically a black blob with green eyes (the covers are the different heroes). So I've been editing saturation on the cover and need to print just the cover locally to find the right balance. Additionally, there were a handful that accidentally got cut off, so I needed to fix those. The cover is really the biggest thing holding things up. - Volume 3: Ready for it's 1st Draft. Again, these are expensive, and after the debacle with Volume 2 I want to test print Volume 3's cover to make sure it doesn't have the same problem since it also has a lot of black. - Volume 4: Only the pages have been edited. That means I need to do chapter covers, extras, chibis, and page fillers, as well as the cover. - Volume 5: Same as Volume 4, as well as not being done with the season.

Additionally, I'm not out here trying to get sued, so I need an original product to sell with the book being a "freebie". I don't do a lot of original content, so any suggestions would be appreciated. A print? Charm? Bookmark? Stickers?...pencil?

Then there's obviously the store to use, launching a page, creating marketing materials~ All super fun -_-

#my sister suggested using store.envy but also mentioned that international shipping was difficult #so if anyone has suggestions on what site to use please drop them below #sl book #sl ask #my art #sl art #selling sl

[slimey-wallz]

Info post!! (FINALLY. Should have done this months ago-)

(Welcome home is created by @partycoffin!! This is fanmade! By me!)

So what is the Slime AU???

(*dramatic music*) IN THE BEGINNING, the original world that Welcome home started off as, was starting to alter into one sustaining a slime like world, due to

(Who came from a different planet) ((Too lazy to explain lol))

And so now everything is in this "slime form". But, YOU and a few other people/animals/plants were not affected by this slime goober, and THIS plays the role of how you met the welcome home cast. You, now knowing about them, teach them about specific things, lifestyles, foods, culture, whatever is not part of the slime life style, they do the vise versa to you also, which then creates a good friendship between you and them. (Which is now the present.)

What about the neighborhood?

The neighborhood in this slime AU is basically modeled the same way as the original, just somethings are slightly different, designs of the homes and environment. This also includes Home, (Which I will in the future make a template on). All you need to do in order to make a home, is to get the assistance from one of the crew members, which will be easy, so anyone can move right into their little neighborhood! They usually love visitors/new neighbors, are really welcoming and will try and help you fit in!

How do they heal?

When a crew member is injured, Doc, (Frank Frankly), is able to heal them using the same way we in real life make slime, using the same ingredients. For instance, if they were to get cut, or lose a limb, Doc would be able to re-create that limb, or patch up that cut by creating more slime to cover it/or to replace the missing limb. But this slime is very specific, for you could not just use any other slime. It needs to be the same color, same density, and have the same stretch as the original slime crew member. Here is a visual!

What happens when they eat food?

Eating food is one major way of getting energy. The second way is sun bathing (this only works for warm colored crew members, or partially warm colored crew members, which doesn't work as efficiently but still works) When someone ingests a type of food, it absorbs into energy, letting them be active. If someone ingests something that is not food, they usually, well, vomits it out I guess lol. Like if Melly were to eat a rock (which he would) his body would reject it and spit it right out. It does not cause harm to them though, so there is no way for them to get poisoned, but if they go for a very long period without energy, they will die.

Can they melt or freeze?

If they are sustained in a boiling hot environment, they will slowly start to melt into more of a watery texture, their stretchability (yes I made that up) will decrease, preventing them from morphing or traveling. (Just think of those water slimes and that's basically how it is.) This goes the same with freezing, but instead of melting, their slime texture starts to harden and become more chunkier, making it harder for them to move. (Now just think of those ugly chunky slimes and that's how that is.) This can, and is one way, that they can die, which is why they try to avoid situations that lead to those certain outcomes.

Okay, so then what the heck is morphing?

Morphing is a very common way to show affection. Its when two or more crew members/persons join together to become this blob. They will still have their conscious, but will just have the same body. And depending on what color they are, it creates a new color. For example, if a red person were to morph with a blue person, it would create a purple blob. If one of the persons is in a melting form or freezing form, they cannot morph with them, unless they go back to their normal state. This is a very complicated subject, but you get the gist of it, person + person = one big blob person.

Traveling is when someone goes into their slime form and moves around in that form. They can travel through things that are ONLY their color of slime/slimes. Another example would be if Melly wanted to travel tree by tree, he would only be able to travel in the trees that are the same color as him. If someone were to have more than one color, they would be able to travel in those colors, but wouldn't be able to travel at a speedy rate due to the combination of colors that they have. When someone is in their slime form, their accessories or clothes dissolves into their slime form. Its still there, but just not entirely visible. Here's another visual for morphing and traveling to make this less complicated:

(I simplified their appearance so its not exact!)

Please, please, PLEASE, if you have any questions PLEASE ask me so then I can attach it to this post so other people will get the answers!!! Not sure if I really like how the AU started, but, whatever, I'm too lazy to think of another one, so i'm sticking with it. Get it? Sticking to it? Yeah okay, I need to be stopped. ANYWHO,

Here is the Ref for the little guys!

Currently, I'm trying to make new references, but this is all I have right now! (I'll add more to this post in the future!)

Okay, toodles! 💫

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[howlingday]

Non-Descript Winter Holiday Party

Weiss: Hello- Oh... It's you two.

Emerald: Wow. Aren't you cheery?

Oscar: Hey, Weiss! Uh, everything okay?

Weiss: It's fine, it's fine. Honestly, I'm a little relieved. You're the first non-couple I've seen all night.

Emerald: Really?

Oscar: Really...

Weiss: Yes, and it's a little grating on my nerves to have so many couples over with no other single people to talk to. Everyone is just finishing each other's sentences and rubbing and kissing oh so wholesomely~!

Weiss: It almost makes me want to puke.

Emerald: And a bah humbug to you, too.

Weiss: Well, thankfully you're here, so I don't have to worry about you two sucking face all night.

Oscar: Yeah...

Weiss: Anyways, come on in. There should be plenty of food left unless-

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Nora: (Shoves another fruitcake into her mouth)

Jaune: ...

Nora: (Mouthful) Whuh? Iz nundezkri-

Jaune: I know what it is, Nora. I just wished you practiced a little self control every now and then, y'know?

Nora: (Swallows) Oh, believe me, I am. You think I'm not holding myself back from taking you and this food into the back room and-

Yang: OKAY! I think that's enough from Nora for tonight. Seriously, were you always this weirdly horny for food and guys?

Nora: Not just any guys. Just the guys I like, like you, but mostly you~! (Snuggles Jaune)

Ren: Even though we never did anything.

Yang: Which is still amazing because Ren is such a-

Jaune: I think it would be better for everyone here to practice a little more self-control.

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Ruby: And what the heck is that supposed to mean?

Blake: I have nothing against the effort, but I just feel there wasn't enough effort put into the relationship for the ship to mean anything.

Ruby: What do you meeeean?! There was so much effort put in! The setups, the music, the kiss!

Blake: Felt forced, didn't fit the scene, and was weirdly good for two characters in a realistic teen drama to be kissing so well together, despite neither having ANY prior relationships before each other.

Whitley: ...I thought the story was okay.

Sun: Yeah, and the music was sick! I still have that rock song playing on my scroll all the time.

Ruby: See! Sun agrees with me!

Sun: Huh?

Blake: Whitley was right. The story was only okay.

Whitley: What? Nonono, I said-

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Weiss: So then I told her, "Well, this was your fault for trusting me in the first place!"

Oscar: Hahaha!

Emerald: Heh. Sounds like you guys had fun at Beacon.

Weiss: We did, though you would know, since you were there, too.

Emerald: Yup. Plotting and scheming with Cinder.

Weiss: How did you three pass for students?

Emerald: Apparently, Haven doesn't look too deep when it comes to "late age" students, which probably came from when Spiders would lend out their lackeys as students as a sort of "student exchange" between real students and gangsters.

Weiss: Really?

Oscar: Yup. It's part of why I didn't go to any sort of huntsman schooling. Well, that and my aunt needed my help with the farm.

Ozpin: (Thinking) It's sad to see how far Leo fell, after fighting so hard to get where he did.

Weiss: Oh, excuse me. There's someone at the door.

Emerald: ...What did you guys grow out there?

Oscar: Oh, uh, carrots, turnips, beets. Y'know, the usual.

Emerald: Y'know, I can't say I've ever had beets before.

Oscar: You haven't? They're really good!

Emerald: Yeah? All I see are those red blobs in cans.

Oscar: Well, yeah, but those are actually really good. Especially when you slice them up and put them in your salad.

Emerald: Guess I'll have to try out this recipe of yours then.

Oscar: Really?! Er, I mean... Cool. Cool.

Emerald: Heh heh...

Ozpin: (Sighs)

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Weiss: ...Is there a reason you're sitting here alone?

Ilia: Ack! I, uh... I'm just, y'know, relaxing, winding down-

Weiss: Staring at Blake?

Ilia: Staring at Bla- No! Of course not! I would never do that!

Weiss: Really? Because from where I'm sitting, there is an entire room of people all conversing, both couples and single people alike, and yet the only thing you've said tonight beyond "Hello" is a sigh. Just because you're single does not excuse your isolation from everyone else here.

Ilia: Oh, what do you know? You've always had someone to talk to! But some of us only had one person, and that one person then chose to leave us behind!

Weiss: It's called growing up. It's a new thing, I know, but it works wonders, I hear.

Ilia: Oh, screw you!

Weiss: ...Wait. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so hostile with you. I've... I know what you mean by being left behind. Everyone at this party is someone I got close to or was the reason they left. It's not easy being single in a party of couples, but... But the least we can do when we're single is to be happily single. So... What say we be happily single... together. Just for tonight.

Ilia: ...Okay.

#rwby #nondescript winter holiday #non descript winter holiday #weiss schnee #emerald sustrai #oscar pine #emerald city #jaune arc #nora valkyrie #nora's arc #lie ren #yang xiao long #sunflowyr #ruby rose #whitley schnee #whitley's rose #blake belladonna #sun wukong #blacksun #ilia amitola

[nerdpoe]

WELL, isn't this a bitch of an unsatisfactory situation. Part 2, electric boogaloo.

Part one, AO3

They smiled as they carefully, delicately, pinned another picture on their wall.

It had been full of Him, originally. The one. The only. The forever companion, even if He didn't know it yet.

It felt almost sacrilegious to add another face to the wall. It was His wall, no one elses.

The muttered a soft apology and gently caressed a picture of His face, shooting an annoyed glare at the interloper.

The Ghost Boy.

How dare he make them desecrate His wall, forcing them to find out who the little twerp was.

Who was it?

Which of their victims had come back?

Did he not remember their face?

Why hadn't he called them out?

Their eyes narrowed as they gently lifted their finger from one of the many photos of Him, their beloved, in favor of stabbing another wall-tac through Phantom's photo.

Taking a deep breath, they calmed themselves down.

It wasn't a big deal.

It really wasn't.

If they'd killed whoever he was before, they just had to do it again.

Just as soon as they got rid of the traitor who didn't protect their perfect hiding spot.

~~~~~~

Danny felt a shiver crawl down his back, but ignored it in favor of arguing with the weird British twink.

"Look dude, I dunno what to tell you," he said, for the millionth time, "the Well just has a lot of non-sapient ghost blobs that are good for a snack. I was asked what I do in my spare time and the cops were closing in, okay?"

The twink made what sounded like an internal scream, smothering himself with his own hands.

Then he straightened out.

"Okay. Alright, let's assume you're telling the truth. Are there any ghosts who came from those corpses?"

Danny shrugged, still feeling incredibly creeped out that he was eating murdered victim's ambient despair.

"I could look?"

The sad British man froze and stared at him.

And kept staring at him.

Danny was beginning to get concerned.

"Wait who are you, anyways?" The ghost boy finally remembered to ask.

"I don't know, could you look for the murder victims and ask them to point out their killer?!" The man exploded instead, hands wildly gesturing at their surroundings, "Maybe, I don't know, make everyone's jobs easier!"

Danny puffed up, an annoyed hiss leaving his mouth before he could stop it.

"Gee, wow, Mr. Twink Man, that's a great idea! Let's ask like all the ghost in the town the one question guaranteed to make them snap and try to kill me! Permanently!"

The man reared back as if slapped.

"I'm not a bloody twink! How dare you, I'm a bear if anything!"

Danny's laughter ended up drawing the GIW down on them.

~~~~~~

Vlad was waiting in Danny's room in human form when Danny came home.

"I hope you're happy, little badger; now the town thinks I'm a serial killer."

Danny fixed him with the most dead-eyed stare he could, backpack thumping onto the floor at his feet.

"Thrilled. Get out."

"I shan't."

"I will tell dad you're here; that way you two can reminisce all about the old times."

Vlad shifted uncomfortably.

Danny's eyes narrowed.

"No way. Did you...did you sneak into an underage boy's bedroom?"

Vlad let out a deep, reverberating snarl; flashing his fangs and briefly losing control over his eye color.

The teen froze, waiting for the rage to blow over.

It did, after a few seconds.

"Your father turned me away at the door," Vlad sniffed once he'd pulled himself together, "apparently he believes that I might be guilty as well."

Danny stared at him in awe.

His godfather stiffened.

"What?"

"So if I tell my dad I can watch him beat the shit out of you as a human?"

"Langua-get down!"

Danny felt the wind get knocked out of him as the full weight of a grownass man rammed into him and threw him to the floor.

The glass in the window shattered not even one second later, an ectoshot blowing a softball sized hole in the wall.

Vlad kept him down, kept him covered, and kept Danny tucked between the wall and himself.

Danny, however, wasn't having it.

Whatever weird psychological bullshit Vlad was pulling wasn't going to fool him.

He kneed the older man in the groin and, with him fully distracted, shoved him off in one giant heave.

"You ungrateful-!"

"Fifteen murder slash kidnapping attempts and counting, old man; you don't get to pretend you're a hero."

Danny, frowned, looking out the window and catching the tell-tale flicker of someone leaving the roof of a building a block away.

"But I'm also thinking you're not technically a killer," he turned slightly, ignoring Vlad on the ground, and looked at the hole to take in the exact trajectory of the shot, "And I think that you may have pissed off the real one."

~~~~~~

Bruce stared at the report on the Batcomputer, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

There was no Ghost Investigation Ward.

There never had been.

There were no Anti-Ecto Acts.

There had been an attempt, but it hadn't made it far.

They were well funded, armed, knowledgeable, and violent.

There were evidence of crimes against normal citizens that had been brushed under the rug, and those that could not simply be brushed aside were paid off.

The paper trail was scattered; it went from nonprofit to nonprofit to a personalized business account specifically for the Ghost Investigation Ward, but the account was from a Swiss business account and it wasn't a government type of account, just a business.

Tracing the paper trail back even further just lead to dead ends.

Searching faces, however?

These people had histories. Bad ones.

And quite a few linked back to one massive business.

He sighed and breathed through his nose.

He had to call Clark and let him know.

He stood up and walked away, vacating the chair for the Super he knew would want to see for himself.

On the screen, the brand logo for LexCorp glowed, bright and proud.

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#dcxdp #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc universe #batman #john constantine #vlad masters #clark kent #superman #bruce wayne #serial killer #stalking tw #serial killer got a stalker vibe #lexcorp #lex luthor

[halfghostwriter]

(Saw a few posts about Giant!Danny, as well as this post by @blackfoxsposts , thought it’d be fun to create a disaster)

Danny, for the most part, thought he was handling being kidnapped by assassins (ninjas? Ninja assassins?) pretty well. Not sure why they took him, but hey, it’s not like it’s much worse than being kidnapped by Vlad. Maybe Vlad or one of his rogues decided to outsource for a change. The only thing he was really worried about was upsetting his new friend Damian, since they had agreed to meet today, but Danny missed the meeting time one account of being. Y’know. Kidnapped.

In his thoughts, he didn’t notice the fact he was being dragged towards a mysteriously ectoplasm-like pool until he was already eyebrow deep in it. In his panic, he wound up swallowing a massive amount of the liquid. As he was pulled back out, he started to feel… weird… a kinda nice weird, though… he licked his lips, savoring the delicious flavor of the pools… and flung himself backwards, out of the hands of the people pulling him out, and straight back into the flavor pit.

He got about three massive gulps in before he was pulled out again.

There were people talking around him, or maybe they were yelling— it was hard to hear over the sound of his own bubbly laughter. When he caught his breath, he did hear something that sounded like “why would you do that,” to which he responded

“Cuz it’s tashtyyy! And makesh me feel… makesh me feel weird… like good weird… kinda hot though… oh, wait, I can fiksh that!”

And Danny did just that, by turning into Phantom. Sure, his ghost half’s a little bit bigger, but this place is so open and airy, they must have people of this size all the time.

“Ta- *hic* -daaaaaaa!”

Oh wow, he never noticed how cute and small people look when he’s like this! Though, he probably wouldn’t have had the chance to notice. Lately he had only been transforming in the ghost zone, since he could use his powers just fine in his huma— oh. Right. Haha whoops, forgot about that. Ah well, he already transformed, and he liked how humans looked like this, he’s having too much fun to stop now. Wait, why are they running away?

“Hm? Wheresh you goin?”

He reached towards the one who had been taking the most earlier, only to have him slice Danny’s finger with something pointy, while screeching “STAY BACK, PIT DEMON!”

“Owwww…. why’d’ya do that for…? Thatsh was sho rude…” He poked the man in the chest with his claw, accidentally pushing him to the ground. Before he could retract his hand, he felt something small and sharp hit his cheek.

“Stand down. We don’t want anyone getting hurt.”

Danny turned to his right, and saw… some sort of black blob… man, his vision was loopy…

“Well yeah, but he’sh, he’sh the one, who who shtabbed me, I wash jusht ashkin… a queshtion.” Danny leaned towards the black blob, squinting his eyes while trying to get a better look… he could sort of make out two pointy ears on top of it… maybe some sort of cape…? Just a bit closer….

“OW!”

Something stabbed his hand!

“Keep those fangs away from my father, demon!”

How rude! Sure, his teeth were big and razor sharp, and his skin was a blueish-green, and his claws were the length of an average person’s forearm, but that didn’t mean he was a demon!

“Thash sho meannnn—”

“Quiet! Where has Daniel been taken? What did you do with him?!”

“Huh..? Whad’ya mean, ‘m right…”

Wait a minute… that voice is… incredibly familiar….

“… oh! I geddit now!”

Danny reached for his blurry looking friend with his non-stabbed hand, gripping a little tighter than he meant to.

“Shorry f’r not comin, got ki’napped, we c’n hang now though! Not tied up an’more.”

He used his free hand to open up a portal to his room in the castle, and floated through, his friend safely in his hand. He thinks his friend said something to him, but…

“Shorry, wha wazzat? Ish kinda hard to… to…”

Danny’s jaw unhinged as he yawned, and his body began to feel heavy.

“Shorry, I’m… kinda shleepy…”

He managed to get his upper half fully onto the bed before passing out.

A few hours later, he woke up with a migraine, a strong sense of debilitating shape, and a shockingly composed Robin standing a few feet from his face.

Well.

Shit.

“So. Daniel. Care to explain?”

… yeah Danny fucked up.

#danny phantom #damian wayne #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc fanfic #ghost king danny

[ach-sss-no]

Hey, all,

I have long been tempted to do a readthrough/commentary of the Hobbit/LOTR because other people did it* and I am nothing but imitative. As it happens I have had the immense good fortune to find a copy of The Hobbit for 50 cents at the thrift store** so I am tentatively planning a readthrough, which (if it comes to pass) will be over on my dreamwidth, and will start in January because I have so many other things going on in the Thanksgiving+Christmas season.

so why post about it now, well, for two reasons:

I would kind of like to talk about the different adaptations of The Hobbit in vidya games, comics and such, so if you know of an obscure one I would love to hear about it. I want to start collecting material and figuring out how to present it. (and if it goes well I might eventually do the same for lotr so go ahead and send lotr stuff too if you're willing)

and I have a related dilemma

I have not watched the peter jackson hobbit movies. And those suckers are long, all together, so if I decide to watch them, it might take me until january to get around to finishing all of it.

Now, usually, I am a very open minded and wonderful person (uwu) who doesn't decide how to feel about something before trying it. I stayed open-minded about the Ralph Bakshi movie! And I liked parts of it! However, I don't think I would enjoy jacksonhobbit. I have seen a lot of pieces of it floating around the Internet and it looks like everything I didn't like about the LOTR movies but without most of the things that made up for it. With that in mind, I at first wasn't planning to watch those movies before doing a commentary of the book, because it would take up quite a few hours of my life and my review would be mostly whining**. I don't think my perspective on those movies is oh so unique or insightful enough that a critique from me would elevate past whining and these movies are well known enough that anyone reading my posts probably has their own opinions already and I don't need to tell them what the pj hobbit movies are.

But on the other hand, without seeing those movies, my review would be somewhat incomplete. And maybe some people like whining. I don't know. Nostalgia Critic still gets a lot of views, guys.

TL;DR i thought I would subject the question to the gladiatorial arena of the tumblr poll. I might not do exactly what the poll says in the end but it gives me something to consider.

*I refer specifically to tolkien-feels and frodo-with-glasses who have already done this better than I will. I'm sure many, many other people have also done it, but those are the two accounts I personally read.

**i also found the two towers and rotk, from the same set! but not fellowship. like this post to increase my luck that i will somehow also find fotr from this same set, for fifty cents at the same thrift shop, weeks after finding the rest of the books. it sounds unlikely, but it was unlikely to find any of the series at that thrift shop, and here they sit on my shelf

*** i saw a comment once on youtube that said something to the effect of 'the pj hobbit movies arent great but I've never seen anyone complain about their depiction of gollum' and I just... have a feeling I could be the one to prove that statement wrong. And the thing is, that statement doesn't need to be proved wrong.

#stupid post #long post #talky post #rant?

[dragonsdomain]

Blob Ghost Supreme chapter 4

AO3

Chapter 3

The colosseum was packed when it came time for the final battle. Eager ghosts were pressing in from all sides, forming a writhing dome of ghosts all trying to press towards the front. Walker's police ghosts had to be working overtime to maintain a shield around the arena to keep any ghosts from pressing too close.

Sam and Tucker probably would have had a very hard time seeing the fight if they hadn't been inexplicably invited into the fancy leader booth.

Tucker looked over at Sam with his eyebrows up high. What did she think about this? He was just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Sam shrugged. So she wasn't looking a gift horse in the mouth.

Tucker sneered at her for being a hoity-toity rich girl.

Sam sneered back at him for insinuating that this had anything to do with that, and really, shouldn't he just be being more grateful? Be polite, Tucker.

Tucker rolled his eyes. Fine.

Tucker turned to the tall clock man beside him. He was apparently the Observants' boss who he'd heard about. "So. Who're you rooting for?"

Sam snorted, covering her face, and Tucker raised an eyebrow at her. If she was going to be judging him for committing high society faux pas, the least she could do was telepathically tell him what he was doing wrong.

Clock man, ahem, Clockwork, laughed. "It would arouse a great deal of trouble if I were to claim anything other than impartiality. Though I can guess who you are rooting for."

Sam looked up again. "If I may, how did you know Tucker and I knew Phantom? We didn't even know back then."

Clockwork's eyes twinkled knowingly. "Time is irrelevant for me. I have forgotten more things than either of you have ever known."

Tucker grinned. "Is that really something to brag about, Grandpa?"

Sam choked down a laugh, which somewhat stifled the effects of her pointedly elbowing him. "Sorry about my friend. He doesn't mean any disrespect."

Clockwork shapeshifted into a young man. "No worries. It's refreshing."

Sam coughed awkwardly. "Do you know much about the other finalist? I'm afraid I haven't heard much about them." Sam neglected to mention that she and Tucker hadn't watched any matches which didn't have Danny in them.

"He's rather mysterious," Clockwork said, but there was a knowing twinkle in his eye. "He showed up through a portal the day before the tournament, and quickly established himself as one of the most brutal and promising competitors. His skills are quite impressive. I know many ghosts in the audience are rooting for him."

Sam rolled her eyes, muttering to herself. "Power this, skills that. Isn't trial by combat archaic?"

Clockwork laughed, and Sam blushed. Tucker smirked at her. "Many ghosts believe power is related to the depth of one's connection to the ghost zone," Clockwork explained. "Therefore, the ghosts with the most power will be the ones with the strongest connection to it. Usually, blob ghosts are known to take on a weak appearance because they're close to passing on. Those types of souls have little reason to develop any power or reputation. A lack of resolve."

Sam glanced out at the throngs of ghosts in the audience. "I guess that'd explain why people don't really want a blob ghost on the throne, because they'd expect him to leave them before long."

Clockwork nodded. "Yes, likely. Though there are also reasons they're sensitive about the matter. Ghosts care greatly about appearance and change theirs to match how they wish to present themselves."

Tucker frowned. "But we haven't seen any ghosts doing that." He glanced up. "No, wait! Skulker!"

Clockwork chuckled. "Usually it's accomplished through magic, not technology, so it'd be less noticeable. But yes."

Sam started out across the audience, eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, so... if what Skulker did was common... how many of the ghosts out there..." She whipped back towards Clockwork. "Is this common knowledge? Are you supposed to be telling us this?"

Clockwork waved her off. "I can tell anyone whatever I please. Now take a seat. The final round is about to begin."

Sam pulled back and plopped down into her seat.

Tucker leaned over to her and whispered. "What did you mean? I'm confused."

Sam shook her head. "I don't know. It's a long-shot. I'm probably wrong."

Tucker's eyes narrowed. "Isn't that what we thought about Phantom having something to do with Danny?"

Sam shushed him. "Not so loud! I don't know." She sighed. "I'm just wondering, I guess, how many of these ghosts are hiding something?"

"Something like..." Tucker prompted.

Sam frowned, then whispered in Tucker's ear.

He pulled away from her, wearing a baffled grin. "That is crazy. It'd be hilarious if you were right."

Sam shrugged. "Well I'm probably not. Now let's watch this battle. Let's hope Danny wins instead of this nasty-sounding other guy."

...

Danny clenched his jaw as the gate opened into the arena, and he and his opponent both floated out.

His opponent was large, but in a way that was far more solid than the tornado from the qualifying round. He was shaped like a muscular human, but his skin was blue like a corpse, and blue fire consumed his head in place of hair. His gaze rose from the ground, and locked with Danny's. It stabbed into him, the sharp, uncanny smile, the red eyes that looked so sickeningly familiar. Danny had some sense that he'd met this ghost before, that he hated him, that he was afraid of him.

"Welcome, denizens of the ghost zone, to the final battle of the Ghost King Tournament! Blob Ghost Phantom versus Dark Dan!"

Dan lunged. He was where Danny was in an instant, and his clawed hands whipped the air inches from his face.

Danny pulled back, zipping towards the opposite side of the arena again to get a little space to think, but after only another instant Dan was on him again, grabbing at the air he barely halted before. Danny put up a ghost shield to block Dan's claws and ecto-blasts, but Dan grabbed his shield with him in it and pounded it against the wall only three times before it shattered, leaving Danny breathless.

Danny slipped out of the way again just before Dan could grab him. He started darting erratically through the air to try to keep away from Dan, and it worked for a couple of seconds until an ectoblast hit him. It flung Danny against the wall, but he bounced off of it harmlessly.

Dan frowned when he saw that Danny was fine, and Danny rushed out of the way again. He finally managed to pivot and get a few shots in as he flew away, but Dan dodged two of them harmlessly and blocked the third with what looked like his bare hand. Danny gulped and continued trying to avoid Dan's shots. He needed a second to think.

Dan's fist hit him from the side, launching Danny into the wall. Danny bounced off of it and onto the floor, and he pulled up spitting sand out of his mouth.

"So that meager form did have one advantage after all, does it?" Dan said, cracking his knuckles. "Interesting."

What did he mean did? Danny was right here! Maybe Dan wasn't talking about him at all.

Danny fired off some shots of frost, but Dan broke through each one with relative ease. Danny continued his game of keep-away while he tried to charge up an especially powerful blast of ice, though when he managed to fire it off, Dan dodged out of its way. Danny gritted his teeth. How was he supposed to beat this ghost? This was so frustrating!

Danny started curling power around his space core, channeling its destructive force and creating another black hole.

Dan flew right up to the hole easily and extinguished it between his fingers with a condescending smirk. He blew away the smoke on them.

Danny froze. "What?!"

Dan smirked. "Oh, my pathetic, inferior self. Let me show you how it's done."

Dan brought his hands together and pulled them apart to create a black hole of his own. Danny's eyes widened as the circumference of the hole in turn grew larger and larger.

"What are you doing?" Danny screamed as he pushed himself against the wall as far from the ball as possible. "You'll destroy the arena!"

"If that's what it takes," Dan said casually.

Danny set his jaw in determination, then surged toward Dan's black hole like the other ghost had just a second ago. He opened his mouth wider than he ever thought was possible and swallowed the black thing whole.

Dan stared at him dubiously. Danny stared back, hoping his chest wasn't about to implode.

After a few seconds of them staring at each other and the audience staring at them, nothing had happened, and the ghosts in the stands let out a collective sigh of relief.

Danny opened his mouth to yell at Dan again, but the force of the black hole suddenly blasted forth out of it as a void-colored laser, directly in Dan's face. Danny tried to force his jaw shut; he wasn't trying to kill anyone, whatever this was, but it took several seconds before he was able to.

When the power finally depleted, Danny could see that the arena had finally met its match. A hole had been burned clean through it and the hall behind it, with the pale green of the ghost zone sky visible at the other end. Danny gulped. "Dan?"

There was silence for a second. Then a small, round shape pushed out of the wreckage at the end of the tunnel, steaming. Danny squinted. It looked like a large green water balloon. It looked like him.

Dan the blob ghost floated dazedly out of the tunnel, then flopped to the ground on the edge of the arena.

Danny blinked, looking around at the audience. That wasn't real, right?

Up in the fancy booth, the two familiar figures of Sam and Tucker stood up and started to applaud. No one else followed, the entire audience held in stunned silence.

The announcer Observant was frantically whispering to the other Observants beside him. Finally he spoke. "So, um. Yes, your eyes do not deceive you. Dark Dan was a blob ghost this entire time. How cowardly of him to hide it! Surely no one else would be able to relate to something so foolish—"

Clockwork took the microphone from the Observant's hand. "On the contrary, I think we can all learn from this. While some ghosts like Dan and Skulker may disguise their true self, it is the one who showed the truth despite its humility who ultimately won this tournament."

Clockwork swept his arms wide towards the audience. "For too long we've assumed that a ghost's appearance defines them. We have passed off blob ghosts as weak, to be ignored and forgotten. But as we've seen today, that belief does not hold water. It is an impression of a more ignorant time. In fact, perhaps a small appearance, rather than demonstrating any kind of weakness, shows confidence, and a strength more than any other."

Hushed murmuring trickled through the audience, ghosts looking at each other in doubt. Sam and Tucker had stopped clapping when Clockwork spoke, and now Sam was glancing around anxiously as Tucker attempted to give Danny an encouraging smile.

Johnny 13 jumped up onto the wall and pumped a fist in the air. "Hail King Phantom!" he screamed, then, with a pop, turned into a small, dark green blob ghost.

Several members of the crowd gasped.

Ember McLain hovered above the crowd and thrust her guitar into the air. "Hail King Phantom!" and she shapeshifted into a squishy blue fireball.

Danny's jaw dropped. Her too? How many of them were secretly blob ghosts?

One by one, each of Ember's bandmates also floated up and turned into blob ghosts of varying colors. Danny could only stare. The murmurings of the audience members had taken on a different tone, them turning to each other with looks on their faces not of shame or anger, but of awe.

A couple of ghosts started to filter away. What, were they blob ghosts too and didn't want to show it?

Those who remained, though, gradually started to also turn into blob ghosts. Danny recognized several he knew. The vine ghost from the first round shapeshifted into a roundish bramble. The tornado ghost turned into a more peaceful-looking sphere of wind. Technus abandoned an avatar he'd been hanging out in to reveal his own sparking blob ghost form.

Danny gaped as the silhouettes of the audience melded into the pleasant appearance of a ball park. Every one of them. "What?" he asked again, dumbly.

A blue blob ghost with a clock pinning a cloak around its neck floated down to him. "Clockwork?" Danny asked, extremely confused.

Clockwork nodded. "We're all blob ghosts. The archaic belief that that appearance was weak has been holding us back for centuries. By winning this tournament, you showed everyone here that they don't need to be ashamed of what they really look like."

"Wait, they all have shapeshifting magic? Does that mean I have shapeshifting magic too?! Teach me how to--"

Tucker crashed into Danny from behind, and Sam was quick to follow, the two pinning him in a hug.

"That was so awesome!" Sam shouted. "I was kind of worried you were about to lose, 'cause apparently he's your evil future self and everything, but you totally kicked his bu—!"

"Evil future self???" Danny spluttered.

"Oh, yeah. Clockwork told us." Tucker said.

Danny stared at him, then said hopefully, "I grow up to look that cool?"

Tucker shrugged. "I mean, I guess? Anyway, you're the ghost king! This is awesome! You're an inspiration!"

Danny looked up at the crowds of blob ghosts floating around each other joyfully. So everything they'd been saying about him had been because they were just ashamed themselves. And now they finally felt proud enough to take their true forms. They looked so comfortable, so happy.

Danny looked back at Clockwork. "Okay, but seriously. Show me how to shapeshift into something cooler!"

#my fanfics #blob ghost supreme #Danny Phantom #blob ghost Danny au #crack #tw violence #ectoimplosion2023 #Sam Manson #Tucker Foley #Clockwork #ghost king Danny AU

[elialys]

Channeling positive energy for 2024

I have been very listless for at least the last couple of years (if not since 2020 and the whole pandemic mess), resulting in a pretty rough depressive episode that peaked this last November. It's hard to feel motivated to do anything concrete to improve your own life when everything around you is just...bleak. And this world does suck so much, so often, in so many ways.

But then I remember how I innately believe that most people are good, and that I am good, too, and that the one thing that always makes me feel better when I'm low is to do something helpful for someone, or to just be kind if I don't have the spoons for more.

(Putting this big ramble under read more)

I think I've mentioned it here before but I've made the decision to try and get into a new field of work, which involves at least two if not three years of studying. Let me tell you, I'm about to turn 36 in a couple of weeks. It's scary as fuck to do something like this. But this job, if I get into the school I need to get into, will be perfect for me. I'll be helping people who need guidance and compassion basically every day.

The bond I got to build with my students was my absolutely favorite part of teaching, but I got overwhelmed by everything else. I burned myself out in less than four years because I became a workaholic who worked 70 hours a week, never took a breath, tried tried tried, yet never felt like I was doing enough. The pressure was incredible, the 'I have to be around hundreds of people every single day', performing in front of entire classrooms full of kids 6h a day'...it just wore me down. Loved my kiddos to death, loved my science team so much, but then the pandemic hit and I lost a few family members within a few months, and I realized it was time for me to go home after 12 years abroad.

The meanest part of my brain likes to tell me I've spent the last four years being basically a useless human blob, but realistically, I know I wasn't. I had been working my ass off since 2011, when I was in America nannying two young kids all day long then going to school full time at night/weekends, before being hired as a teacher in England for 4 years.

I needed the break, I needed time with my loved ones. I needed to help grieving family members, especially my little sister with ASD, who had to learn to navigate life without her mom, who also developed epilepsy on top of everything else while our father pretended nothing was happening. I needed to spend time with my grandmother, who did so much for me when I was young and who's all alone, now. I'll even go as far as saying I've been working on fixing things with my mother this past year living with her, which was not an easy thing. Still isn't, but it's so much better than it used to be, and she's trying, too.

But I'm ready to get my life "back on track", or at least, to get busier , more proactive, more helpful to others who aren't in my inner circle, because I know that's what I'm good at, and why I'm here.

So, yeah, channeling positive thoughts for 2024. I'm not only going to work on getting into that school in the next few weeks, I also just received an email a couple days ago from an editor I used to work with. She's a writing director somewhere else now, and they need writers for a new webcomic project; she told me she immediately thought of me because they'd always been happy with my work, so I'm going to test for that, too, because why the hell not. Actually getting paid for the stuff I was writing a couple of years ago was the most surreal, rewarding experience of my writer life, and I wouldn't mind that happening again.

I want to give the biggest shoutout to my best friend & other butt cheek, @melusine0811, for helping me navigate those last four years, for always believing in me, and for being so fucking courageous when life is just so damn hard. Lauren, you're the bravest person I know, and forever my Donna Noble.

And because I'm sappy this weekend, awards and all, I'm also sending my thanks to my Australian unicorn, just for existing somewhere out there, for being a role model to me from afar these last thirteen years, for being another perfect example of people persevering no matter what, doing the things they love, while always trying to be kind to others in the process. I don't believe in much, but I believe in karma. You do good deeds, good things will happen to you.

Be kind to each other, my lovelies. Always be kind.

#personal #about me #just putting my thoughts and feelings down #encouraging positivity for myself #and for anyone who needs it ❤️ #2024 i'm coming for you

[thedemises]

HAD THE MOST CRAZIEST AND POSSIBLY MY FAVORITE DREAM EVER-

ok so me and a classmate of mine somehow got in to another world of fantasy and shit, where I think parts of the one piece world were there (even big mom was there too it she was a lot nicer and less hostile, tho none of her children were there). while we were walking down a road, with two plain rice fields on our left and right, my classmate had this watch which is fucking MAGICAL and can grant wishes (also additionally be a microphone for some reason but I'll explain later) and the first thing I wished for was to have a mechanical pencil

why? well apparently, one of my mom's siblings promised me to get me a mechanical pencil along with a sketchbook but those things didn't arrive sooooo- yeah. oh and I also found a random abandoned sketch book on the ground.

as we were walking down that road we somehow ended up in a place that looked awfully alike to the candy kingdom in adventure time, except it was larger and was located in a forest called "Mystic Forest" and said forest was split into three different categories(?):

the right side was called "Blueberry Frost Grove" and it was the place where my classmate and mine headed to. the place was so blue and purple and the trees were so gigantic that I had a hard time exploring the place, plus everything was edible and had white sugar all over the place as snow. there was a town called "O' Icy Cream Town" and it's kind of near where we were at.

the middle was where the kingdom is located but isn't too far from either sides of the forest, the middle part is called "Main Maple" and the scenery had warm colors which made it look like it was autumn. as said before, everything was edible.

the left side of this forest is called "Forbidden Raspberry" and it was said to be the most unexplored area of the forest, some say it caused missing cases of multiple people whoever dared to venture inside that blood red forest. it was also said to be a suicide forest where people go to and hang themselves on the tree's branches.

ok back to me and my classmate-

while we were admiring the place, we stumbled upon a trio who named themselves: Shortcake, Third-tier, and Berryred.

we were then lead by then to a jeepney, an abandoned one too. but of course, both me and my classmate decided to go off and wander, not knowing that we disturbed the land's giant called Big Mom by stepping all over her (she was lying on the ground, and for some reason we didn't see her despite how her color scheme didn't match the cool tones of Blueberry Frost Grove)

anyway, when she woke up our newly made friends told us to hide quickly as one of them, Berryred, would distract Big Mom. instead of hostility, the giant was more relaxed and chill with her nap being interrupted and one way or another I went out of the jeepney and decided to hide behind it- which was a bad idea since big mom noticed me but didn't get angry and went away to another place to sleep in.

a few minutes after that I noticed some weird strange blobs on the forest ground around us, the others were busy playing cards so I had to get their attention and point outside the jeepney at the strange purple blobs. when I got out first, I was shocked to see weird purple transparent creatures up in the sky and it seemed like they were letting their skin or something fall to the ground floor. not to mention it stinks and was destroying the environment.

my classmate and I went to the middle part of the kingdom to warn the citizens but got distracted by some playing court for all ages. Shortcake and Third-tier(what kinda name is that-) came along with us and as i was trying to warn the townspeople about the situation at the other side of the forest, i secretly wished for something when I got near my classmate's watch without him knowing. idk what I wished for but at least it helped.

I also tried to wish for some of the people to look up but failed because my classmate kept unintentionally moving away from me. then at one point, I ran into the glasses kid who lost their sketchbook which was the one I found earlier so I gave it to him back (his drawings were sick!!).

eventually we got into a van driven by Berryred and decided to annouce the situation after I got a vision of what's going on with Blueberry Frost Forest- which almost half of the forest was covered by some snow-like substance that definitely didn't look edible.

"ATTENTION! MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION?! I, [NAME], WOULD LIKE TO ANNOUNCE THAT BLUEBERRY FROST GROVE IS AFFECTED AND EVERYBODY NEEDS TO EVACUATE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY! I REPEAT: BLUEBERRY FROST GROVE IS AFFECTED AND EVERYBODY NEEDS TO EVACUATE THE AREA IMMEDIATELY!" was what I said with half my body out the window as I used my classmate's watch as a microphone (which weirdly worked), tho my poor classmate- i just dragged him by the wrist without consent.

eventually we got to the same place which made everyone gasp- everything was almost destroyed and covered by this icy frost substance that could burn somebody's entire face. of course, my classmate and I and our friends tried to-

and that's how my dream ended. weird but I still remember parts of it (I REALLY hope I dream about part 2 next time :]]]] )

#thedemises; my daily life #(<- if that counts since it's just a dream but whatever) #dream #dreams #candy kingdom #mystic forest #blueberry frost grove #main maple #forbidden raspberry #o' icy cream town #weird dreams #cool dreams

[kachikirby]

GranEssex Chronicles: Chapter 4 - Visitation

A few months have passed since Meta officially joined the crew as Kurabe's apprentice. His training, both physically and mentally, has been going perfectly. In the warrior's mind, the child was an excellent student. Though today's training was cut short as she received a call from her boss.

"You want to visit Meta tomorrow?"

The general nodded. "Yes, I'm interested in seeing how much your training with him has paid off."

"I don't have an issue with you coming over, sensei, but..." She looked at the second person in the call. "Why are you bringing him with you?"

The "him" in question was Reedy, Kurabe's co-worker and so-called rival.

"The feeling is mutual, trust me. I rather you not be here, either." He uttered while adjusting his glasses.

"Then why do you want to come to my ship?"

"I'd like to see how Meta is doing. And to make sure a certain cursed blob of grape jelly is not abusing him." He seemed to glare at her, which was returned in favor.

"Reedy, that's enough. Any more unnecessary antagonism and you'll have to remain at headquarters. Understood?" Z said as his eyes sent chills throughout the Limet's entire body.

"Same goes for you, Kurabe. I don't need any infighting at the moment."

The glare he gave also sent chills down the warrior's own spine.

"Y-yes, sir." Both people immediately replied.

"Excellent. So Kurabe, what time works for you tomorrow?"

"Well, I believe any time works."

"Wonderful, we'll be there at 1 AM."

She replied with a slight chuckle. "Very well."

"Kurabe, that was a joke. 1 AM is too early even for me." Z said while laughing. "We'll be there by noon."

"Understood. We'll be expecting you then."

"Excellent. Until then."

With that, the call ended.

The warrior then gave a slight sigh. "Well, I should probably inform the crew about this. Especially Meta..."

She pressed a button that connected her voice to the intercoms.

"Attention all crew members, meet me in the meeting room, now. That is all."

She wasn't exactly thrilled about this whole mess of a situation. She had no problems with her mentor coming over. She looked up to him like a father and was honestly hoping that her student would get along with him. No, her issue was with that stuck up know-it-all Reedy. There was no doubt if he even disapproved the slightest with how Kurabe was raising Meta, he would put him in a foster home. The thought of that it... it put a pit in her stomach. She knew why Reedy disliked her. He didn't really keep it a secret. He considered her a spoiled brat who only gained her position because she was General Z's student. Which in Kurabe's mind, made him sound like the spoiled one by acting as if he was the ultimate authority just because of his position. Of course, she couldn't directly say that, or he would rant about how difficult his life was as a Limet. She took a moment to try and calm herself, but it didn't work. Her mind simply kept going back to that single thought. The thought of losing Meta.

Before her thoughts could drive her crazy, she heard a loud knock on her door.

"Who could that be? I told everyone to head to the meeting room." She thought aloud as she headed towards it.

Kurabe opened the door to reveal Meta, who had a concerned look on his face as he looked up at her. She was slightly surprised by this, but decided to question him about it.

"Is something wrong, Meta?"

"That's what I want to ask you sensei. Your voice on the intercom, it sounded like you were in pain."

"Oh, I just had a paper cut that was acting up. It's nothing." She responded quickly, glad that she somehow thought up an excuse on the spot. There was no way she could tell him about those thoughts she was having.

"Sensei, you've told me to never lie. Please don't lie to my face." Now Meta sounded hurt. This, of course, broke Kurabe's heart enough so that she couldn't stay silent.

"Tomorrow my mentor and an associate of mine will be visiting. This associate is named Reedy, and he doesn't think I'm fit to take care of you. There's a chance he'll try to take you away from me and I..." Her voice became more choked up as she continued to speak and placed her hands on his shoulders. "...I don't want that to happen. I can't imagine losing you, Meta."

Seeing and hearing this made the child pout a bit. "...do you want me to beat him up for you?"

Hearing this sudden shift in tone, Kurabe laughed. "As much as I would like that, it wouldn't be a good idea. He'll probably try to ask you a few questions about living here. All I ask is that you be honest with him."

There was a moment of silence before the child gave an understanding nod in response.

"Also, he's a Limet like Mercury, but a lot less likeable."

He tilted his head upon hearing that before asking yet another question. "What about sensei's sensei?"

"As I mentioned, he's our boss as the leader of The Organization. He's a bit of a stubborn old fool..."

"So, do you not like him?"

"Quite the opposite."

Meta looked confused.

Kurabe chuckled. "Despite his stubbornness, he's a kind man. The type of person that makes you feel safe. Except for if you get on his bad side. I might be stronger than him, but even I wouldn't dare cross him unless I really had to."

"Oh..." The child uttered in understanding.

"Well, let's go to the meeting now. Everyone is waiting for us." She said while taking his hand.

He nodded and followed her to the room.

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By the time they got to the meeting room, it seemed like the rest of the crew was already there. Kurabe herself stood at the head of the table and Meta sat across from Mercury next to his mentor.

The warrior then cleared her throat, ceasing all conversations from the Bukisets and other crew members in the room. "Sorry to call you all here on such short notice. To put things briefly, General Z is coming here tomorrow, primarily to meet Meta and to see how his training has been going. Oh, also, Reedy is coming. I expect everyone to be on their best behavior. Any questions?"

"Yeah. You need me to distract Reedy for you, Captain?" Mercury was the one who spoke up this time.

The warrior only shook her head. "While I appreciate the offer Mercury, we both know that would only be delaying the inevitable. If Reedy is anything, it's persistent."

"Ah...good point. Well, it was worth a try. But wait, why's he coming here anyway?"

"He thinks he's the ultimate authority of all children."

Kurabe's response was bitter enough to let Mercury understand exactly what she meant by that.

"...Is he coming on his own ship? Because if he is, I could-"

"No, I believe he'll be coming with my mentor."

"Well, there goes that idea." She gave a sigh as she sat back in her chair.

"I have a question, captain." Next to speak was one of the Bukisets. "Tomorrow I'm on kitchen duty, how much food should I prepare?"

"More than usual, since I think they will stay for lunch."

"Understood. Are they allergic to anything?"

"No allergies."

The Bukiset nodded.

"Any more questions?"

There was a moment of silence.

Kurabe nodded. "Then this meeting is adjourned, please return to what you were doing prior. "

After everyone left, Kurabe, Mercury, and Meta were the only ones that remained.

The woman turned to her superior. "Are you worried?"

"Only about Reedy. But a talk I had with a certain knight helped me calm down." She said, smiling at Meta.

The woman then gave a smile as she adjusted her hat. "I'm sure everything will be fine."

"I still think you should let me beat him up."

Kurabe giggled upon hearing the child say that. "You can when you're older."

She patted his head affectionately.

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The next day, Kurabe seemed to be even more anxious as she waited for the arrival of her mentor's ship.

"Calm down and have faith in Meta."

These were the words she had been repeating to herself since she woke up. However, her worries were still not eased. This was especially true when she jumped upon hearing Mercury call for her.

"Captain, the ship's here." She said while entering her room.

After taking a moment to calm herself down, Kurabe turned back to give a response. "Well, let's just get this over with..."

"Are you going to greet them?"

"At least the general."

"And the other?"

"Nope, unless he greets me first."

The woman gave a slight chuckle as they entered the hanger and saw two people stepping off the ship.

"Welcome aboard, General. I trust that you had a safe trip?" Kurabe said with a salute.

"At ease."

She stopped saluting.

"Yes, I did, thank you."

General Z was a Star Warrior just like Kurabe and Meta. He was gray and his eyes mostly closed most of the time, making people wonder how he sees. He also carried a walking staff with him, but those who knew him knew that it was just for appearances. He didn't actually need it at all. Behind him stood a well-dressed humanoid man, colored mostly in shades of gray with short hair and glasses. This was, of course, Reedy. He seemed to be looking down on Kurabe, both figuratively and quite literally. He adjusted his glasses before speaking.

"Kurabe."

"Reedy." She replied.

Z cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention. "Enough of that. I understand you two have your differences, but we have more important matters to attend to. Where is young Meta at, Kurabe?"

She quickly straightened herself up.

"He is over there, sir."

She gestured towards the ship's crew, lined up at the ready.

"Come forward, young one. I'd like a good look at my successor's student."

The child tensed up as he approached the old man. Z looked over Meta as if analyzing him. Meta himself was doing the same and what he saw... or rather felt surprised him. He was radiating with power, a power that could dominate anything that got in its path. That wasn't exactly what surprised him, though. It was his emotions, or rather, the lack of them. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't read the old man.

Z suddenly smiled. "After living for so long you learn a few things, such as masking emotions. I can tell by your emotions you are quite impressed by my power, aren't you?"

The child stared in shock as he blinked.

"Y-yes..." He barely managed to utter.

Z laughed. "You have nothing to worry about, young Meta. I've sensed your strength as well. You have plenty potential. I'm sure Kurabe has said the same thing to you."

"Uh...uh-huh!" The child nodded enthusiastically upon hearing that.

"I have no doubt that with Kurabe's teachings, you'll be more than able to reach that potential, if not surpass it." Then an idea crossed his mind. "Kurabe, is the training room open?"

"Yes, it is." She immediately responded.

"Excellent. Young Meta, we're going to see how effective your training has been." Z said cryptically.

"Sir, are you sure that's a good idea?" Reedy quickly asked.

Z open his eyes, causing him to pause. "It will be a simple exercise, nothing more."

Something about the way that was said made Meta shudder. Frankly, Z's way of speaking reminded him a lot of Kurabe. Although there was something much more mysterious about Z. He couldn't quite explain what, but the feeling was there. Honestly, all just made him uneasy.

The general must have noticed this, as he opened his eyes towards Meta. Unlike the sharp eyes he gave Reedy, his were now soft.

"Trust me, Meta, it won't be anything too bad."

The child nodded in understanding. For some unknown reason, he felt he could believe his words.

"Kurabe, lead the way please." Z said looking at his student.

"As you wish, sir." The warrior replied as she began to guide them.

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As they walked to the training room, Reedy decided to converse with Mercury and slowed down to start walking beside her.

"How've you been, Mercury? It's been a while since we last talked."

The woman equally slowed down to match his pace. "Things are fine. A bit more hectic since the kid joined us, but it's also definitely gotten a lot more interesting around here."

Reedy pushed up his glasses in questioning. "Hectic how? If he's being a nuisance, I'd be happy to take him."

She shook her head. "Oh, he isn't a nuisance at all. "Hectic" probably isn't the best word. I think it's better to say that things have gotten a lot livelier since he arrived. Not only that, but the captain herself has also changed..."

Reedy scoffed.

"Changed? She's the same as ever as far as I'm concerned. She's nothing more than a spoiled brat." The man declared, to which Mercury transformed into a kettle in response.

"Hey, pot."

"Yes, yes, very cute. But you can't deny that I'm right, Mercury."

"Considering I've spent the past couple of decades with her, yeah, I'm pretty sure I can deny it."

He then picked up the kettle-Mercury and began to carry it.

"Well then, would you care to explain to me how she has..."changed"?"

He used a free hand to give air quotes over the last word.

"She's a lot happier now than she's ever been. She's far more open with herself now that she has a kid to look after. She used to spend hours locked in her room or in the training room. Now you'd be hard pressed to not see her with Meta."

"Hmph. If she was that desperate for a child, she could've put the work into finding a husband."

"Before you got married, did you ever think about having children?"

"No, but maybe there would actually be someone able to keep her in line then. Not saying that adoption is a bad thing, it's quite good, as all children deserve a loving home." He particularly emphasized the last two words as he tapped the sides of kettle-Mercury.

While he couldn't see her face, Reedy could tell that Mercury was frowning.

"One. She has someone to keep her line. You're holding her. Secondly, you act like she's a wild beast off the battlefield."

He seemed to give a smirk. He then gave a slight squish to her side, pulling it in an overtly dramatic fashion.

"If she really isn't, then why does no man show interest in her? Or woman? Since she's unfortunately going to become the leader of The Organization, who's going to be her successor?"

As he raised the kettle-Limet into the air, Mercury tried her hardest not to laugh at the pseudo-dramatic performance he gave as he uttered that.

"You act as if people haven't shown interest in her. You'd be surprised by the number of love confessions she deals with. It's Kurabe who hasn't shown an interest in romance, Reedy. If you actually took the time to talk with her instead of writing a false narrative, you would know that."

The man sighed as he lowered the kettle-Limet once more. "Believe me, I've tried. You'd have a better time getting oil and water to mix."

"Yet it's always you that instigates arguments between you two. Let me ask you a question, Reedy. How many students have you had?"

"In combat or tactics?"

"Combat."

"Ten, perhaps fifteen. I'm primarily relegated to teaching tactics, you know?"

"Yes. Now let me ask another question. How many those students kept in touch with you after they left?"

"Five, maybe. I'm a busy man. I don't have time to talk to every single one. Besides, I train them well enough so they don't need to contact me for help."

"There's you're issue, Reedy. To you, everything is business. Anything that isn't related to work is pointless... minus your family, of course. But I digress, that single aspect is part of why you despise Kurabe. She has the exact opposite mindset as you and as a result is a more successful teacher. You can't stand the thought that she's better than you. Am I wrong?"

Reedy took one of the sides of the kettle-Mercury and pulled it like it was putty with an annoyed, slightly angry look in his eyes.

"And how much of that is because she's a Star Warrior? Because she's the general's student? Have you forgotten everything both of us went through as the first Limets to join The Organization? How we had to fight tooth and nail to have someone even look at us as anything but monsters?"

He began to stretch the other half of her body.

Mercury stared at him in an equally angry way, yet the way she spoke sounded unusually calm.

"No, Reedy, I haven't forgotten. But your points against her make zero sense. Her being a Star Warrior means nothing. Her students didn't gravitate towards because of her species, it's because of who she is. Her being the General's student also means nothing. She started at the bottom just like the rest of us. She didn't receive special treatment despite what you may think. And in case you've forgotten, I would be dead if it wasn't for her. I may respect you, Reedy, but one more word against her and that will change."

For a moment, the man became silent in slight surprise.

"I see. I may have gone too far. How unbecoming of me."

Then he gave a slight chuckle as he patted the now-blobby mass of metal on the head.

"It seems you've changed much as well. I'm at least proud that you've become a lot more independent."

With a slight pout, Mercury transformed back into her humanoid form, comically crushing the hand she was being held in.

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Eventually, the group reached the training room. Z looked around the room nodding in approval.

"Yes, this will work perfectly."

Suddenly, Meta spoke up. "Excuse me, sir-"

"Old man. You can call me that if you wish."

The child tilted his head, confused why this man would want him to call him such a thing. "Ok. Mr. Old Man Sir, what are we doing here?"

"I'm glad you asked."

Z walked onto the middle of the room and looked directly at Meta.

"This exercise is very simple. Get me to move from this spot and you win."

"By get you to move, what do you mean exactly?" The child asked.

"Use whatever method you can to move me. Even if it's a miniscule distance, as long as I move, you win."

Suddenly Z's feet turned into stone.

"Though it will be easier said than done."

Admittedly, Meta had a feeling it would be something like this. However, he nodded in understanding.

"So, method doesn't matter. Sensei told me to analyze a situation before attacking but..." He thought as he observed the situation.

No matter how hard he tried, Meta couldn't see any kind of opening.

"That staff he has... he'll probably use it against me if I attack head-on. So instead of attacking, I'll use a different strategy..." Meta thought to himself.

Sending mana into his hands and feet, the child began to charge an attack. The past few months had been dedicated specifically to mana control as well as using Copy Abilities without copying. While he was nowhere near mastering anything, he at least learned a few helpful tricks. Electricity began to surge from his feet, and he dashed at Z. Meta swung his sword which was easily blocked by his opponent, but that didn't bother the child one bit as that's exactly what he wanted. He let go of his sword and got behind Z using his enhanced speed. Meta touched Z and used all of his mana to teleport both himself and Z. However, he was only able to move a single inch. The puff looked disappointed until Z started laughing as he reached out a hand to help steady him.

"Congratulations, Meta. You passed."

The child only blinked in surprise.

Kurabe then commented with a smile. "If you remember, he said all you had to do was move him from his spot."

Realization hit Meta as he looked up at the old puff.

"You never intended this to be a test of strength, did you?" Z smiled in response.

"Of course not. While you are indeed strong, I'm still leagues above you. This exercise was about testing tactics and thinking on the fly. Remember this lesson, young Meta, some fights are impossible to win with brute force alone. Some enemies you will face can become intangible. Some might not even be able to feel pain. Fights are like puzzles. You have to look for a solution or an opening, and exploit it."

The child looked at him, slightly puzzled, before nodding in understanding. "I get it."

"Excellent. Let's all eat lunch!"

"You all move on ahead. I wish to speak with Meta. Alone." Reedy suddenly spoke up as he adjusted his glasses.

The air suddenly became tense.

"Is he really doing the questioning right now?" Kurabe thought to herself. It seemed to get worse as she was reminded of how opposed he was to having Meta as her student.

"Reedy, can't it wait until after we eat? Meta used up most of his mana, he needs food in his system." Kurabe said, trying to hide her anxiousness.

"I believe it would be better for all of us it we get it done and over with." He replied simply.

While his words were understandable, the warrior had a feeling there was another message hidden within them. It was "I rather do it now before you have the chance to possible influence his answers.".

Mercury piped up with her own stance on the situation. "Reedy, look at the kid, he's barely able to stand without wobbling. Do really think he can answer any questions you have clearly?"

He gave a slight sigh as he looked at the struggling child. "Very well, but I will be monitoring your interactions with him."

"Reedy, that's enough."

Suddenly, the general spoke up, causing both Reedy and Kurabe to stand straight up. "The boy will be eating next to me. That way neither of you can influence him. Understood?"

"Y-yes, sir!" Both people immediately responded, as if on cue.

The general nodded before gazing slightly towards the child.

"Not that any amount of influence can change his heart..." He thought to himself.

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The cafeteria was filled with an awkward silence. Kurabe, Mercury, and Reedy were all sitting together while Meta was with General Z.

"You do realize that once he's done eating, I'll be in questioning him, right?" Reedy asked.

"I'm well aware of it and am trying to ignore that." Kurabe mumbled in irritation.

"Afraid you'll lose him?" The man asked.

"Reedy, enough." Mercury said in a harsh tone.

The man instantly became silent as he returned to his meal. As much as Kurabe hated to admit it, that aspect was absolutely true. She was absolutely terrified, especially considering how nitpicky Reedy particularly was to her. The more she thought about it, the more she became... lightheaded.

While this was going on, Meta had a question he wanted to ask.

"Mr. Old Man, why do you have someone like that work with you?"

The general looked in the direction he was pointing and saw it was towards Reedy.

"What do you mean?"

The child pouted in response. "He's rude to sensei for no reason. I don't understand. Why would you keep someone like that around?"

The general gave a slight sigh. "Reedy has his issues, that much is true, but he's still a reliable man. As you grow older you will inevitably have to work with people you don't like. That's an inescapable fact about life. Though I do wish he would stop being so hard on her."

Suddenly, Kurabe stood up, sweat noticeably dripping down her face.

"I-I need to go get something from my room..."

The general gave a silent nod in understanding.

"Are you sure you aren't just running away from what's about to happen?" Reedy calmly asked her as he pushed up his glasses.

Kurabe tried to ignore him and walked, but as soon as she reached the door she fell to the floor.

"CAPTAIN!"

"SENSEI!"

Mercury and Meta were the first people to jump to their feet and run to her side.

"S-she's at least breathing but-"

Before the subordinate could continue, the child glared at Reedy, lightning coming out of his hands.

"What did you do to her!?"

Reedy looked at the boy's angry, grief-stricken face.

"I didn't do anything physically but-"

He then looked at Mercury's concerned expression.

"It seems that I did go a bit too far in my teasing. I wasn't aware that she was taking it that seriously. But that's hardly an excuse."

He walked over to one of the phones and dialed a number.

"Please send a medical officer to the cafeteria immediately."

He then began to walk out of the room.

"I take full responsibility for this and..."

He took a moment to look back at them.

"I'm greatly sorry for my actions."

Those were the last things he said before the door shut. Mercury just stared at the door, wanting to go after him but also not wanting to leave Kurabe's side. Suddenly, she heard a voice from behind her.

"I'll stay here and watch over my daughter."

Z, who had been silent the whole time said as he walked over to them.

"Go talk to him, Mercury, you know him better than anyone."

She nodded and left after the man.

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After spending several minutes looking around the ship, she found him staring outside one of the ship's windows. She stood next to him but didn't know what to say.

"You probably hate me now, don't you?" Reedy asked with a regretful sigh.

"I'm mad at you, but I certainly don't hate you."

He looked back at Mercury for a moment, but then looked back out the window.

"The child probably hates me, though."

"I'm not going to sugarcoat it, he probably does. You made a terrible first impression."

"Can't say I blame him. I should have listened to you, Mer. If I just kept my mouth shut this wouldn't have happened. I should leave."

The woman frowned. "Reedy, you're just running away if you do that. Yes, most of the ship wants you dead, but what else is new?"

Reedy chuckled. "Your attempt at humor is appreciated. Mercury, may I ask you a question?"

She looked at him in concern. "What is it?"

"Meta loves Kurabe, doesn't he?"

Upon hearing that, Mercury gave a slight chuckle that soon erupted into a fit of laughter.

"I-I'm sorry, but... I think it's a bit obvious..." She uttered after taking a moment to calm herself down.

Reedy sighed at that reply. "I suppose you're right. Given what just happened, I don't think my interview will be necessary."

"You mean the one to see if she's properly raising her?"

"Correct. She fainted because she was afraid of losing her son. As a parent myself, I should have noticed it sooner. Unfortunately, I let my pride get the better of me. It's clear to me that they need each other, and I don't wish to cause any more damage than I already have."

Mercury gave an audible "Hmm..." as if she was thinking aloud. "If you don't want to cause any more problems, then you need to apologize. Not to me or to Meta, but to her. Unless you want to keep running."

He gave a slight sigh in response to that serious tone she spoke in. "You're right..."

"I'm always right." Mercury said with faux smugness.

"I wouldn't say always."

Turning around the two saw Kurabe, standing there with her cape wrapped around herself as usual.

"Captain, are you ok?" The woman asked.

"I'm fine, but thank you for your concern, Mercury. Now then..."

She looked at Reedy coldly, who just looked straight back at her in silence. The man gave a slight sigh in attempt to break the awkward silence that had developed.

"Look, I'm sorry for harassing you as much as I did today."

Kurabe just stared back until sighing herself. "I suppose that's the best I'm going to get out of you, Reedy. Apology accepted, but..."

"But...?"

"I want you to interview Meta. While I hate the thought of you taking him away, it's only fair that you get the chance to speak with him."

There was a moment of silence, as if the man was so surprised by this response that he had to take a moment to process that what he just heard was true.

"Are you really sure you want me to after that?" He then asked.

"No. But I'm honestly tired of the two of us constantly being at each other's throats."

Reedy crossed his arms and nodded in agreement. "Good point, I'm starting to find it very tiring, if I'm going to be honest. But what does he think?"

"I talked to him about it after I woke up. He still has his reservations about it, but he's agreed to go along with it."

"I see..."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Then Reedy crouched down to her level and reached out his hand to Kurabe.

"...what is it?" She asked.

"Don't you know what it is?" The man grumbled, slightly looking away in embarrassment.

"Why do you want me to shake your hand?"

He then gave a sigh.

"Don't you want to... bury the hatchet...?" He mumbled it, but it was audible enough for her to hear it.

Kurabe gave a slight smirk. "Oh, I'm sorry, I can't really hear you if you mumble."

"I said I want to bury the hatchet!" He shouted before realizing the number this was doing on his pride.

Closing her eyes, Kurabe walked up to him and took his hand.

"Apology accepted, Reedy."

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After a short bit of discussion, the location of the interview was decided to be in Meta's room due to it being a more private and quiet area that he would be the most comfortable in. This was where Meta was waiting now as he squeezed the metal stress ball he received from Mercury. Admittedly, he was a slightly nervous about this interview, but there was something else that he was feeling. It was anger towards that man. Who did he think he was, hurting his mentor enough to make her faint?! He squeezed the ball even harder than normal as he laid back on his bed. However, he promised his mentor that he would go through with this interview and had to put up with it.

After a few minutes of waiting, he heard the door to his room open and looked up to Reedy enter. Immediately, the man could tell that Meta had his guard up, which was perfectly understandable given everything that transpired earlier. Reedy adjusted his glasses as he took the chair from the desk and sat in it.

"As you know, my name is Reedy and I'm here to ask you a few questions."

The child stared at him silently as he squished the ball harder. The gaze he gave him was cold. Reedy sighed in response to this. He wasn't going to make any progress like this. The man then noticed the ball he was squishing. Maybe some small talk would help.

"I assume Mercury made that for you? Only a creation from a Limet could survive that much pressure."

The child nodded silently without looking at him.

"I also take it that you like to squish things? In that case..."

Reedy took off his glasses and transformed into his original blob-like state.

"...you're also squishy?" The child uttered.

"All Limets are. Though some may be squishier than others."

As much as Meta still wanted to remain on guard, he was also curious. Was his squishiness different from Mercury? Or would they be the same?

Meta walked over and picked up the blob and pinched him, stretching him as far as he could.

"You're rougher than Mercury but somehow more stretchy." He concluded.

"Half of it is because I'm a stronger Limet than her. The other half is because I'm used to my children pulling on me like you are." He explained.

"I see."

Reedy finally caught his attention, just as he was hoping. However, being used to being squished as much as he was didn't mean that he still didn't like it.

"I'd rather talk to him in my normal form, but this will have to do." He thought before speaking up. "Are you ready to answer my questions?"

The child became silent again, but he looked at him in a way that knew he just wanted to get it over with. "Yeah..."

"Excellent. My first question, how do you feel about Kurabe?"

Meta sighed as he remembered what he was told.

"Just be honest." He thought.

Then he answered. "She's really strong but also really nice. I feel safe when I'm with her. She's a bit scary when she gets angry, but it's almost never with me. When she does get angry with me, it's always because I deserve it. Her training is harsh, but she always comforts me afterwards and makes me a lot of yummy food to help me feel better. I think you could say I like her a lot."

The child gave a slight squish to the blob.

"I see. Would you say that she does a good job of taking care of you?"

"Well... I feel safe here... and I don't go to sleep hungry like I sometimes did back on that horrible planet... and she really seems to care about me despite some bad things I did..."

"It appears that you are happy here then. How do you feel about the rest of the crew?"

"Um... I haven't spoken much with the Bukisets, but they seem to be really patient with me. I really like Ms. Mercury. She's really squishy and she's really nice even though I touched her heart thing by accident."

That didn't surprise Reedy all that much. Children tended to do that.

"Was that the only time you did that?"

"Yes. She seemed really uncomfortable, so I didn't want to do it again. Also, because she said not to because it's her heart."

"I see. I'm sure I don't need to tell you, but don't touch a Limet's core without permission."

The puff tilted his head in curiosity. "...is there some other reason?"

Reedy paused, quickly weighing his options. There was no easy way to explain it to a child.

"Mercury will explain it to you when you're older. I'm sorry but it's a delicate matter."

Meta nodded in understanding.

"Good, now then. Did Kurabe force you into being her student? Did you actively choose to learn how to fight or did Kurabe make that choice for you?"

"Well, when I first came here, she wanted me to call her "sensei", but then she said I could just live on the ship if I didn't want to train under her. I decided to learn how to fight because I wanted to become stronger."

"So, the final decision was yours? You didn't feel pressured into doing it?"

"No, not at all. If anything, she kept saying I could live on the ship without becoming her student and it'd be fine. I was the one who wanted to be trained by her."

"So, she would of been content with just raising you. I see. Last question, say you given the choice to live on a peaceful planet with a new family. Would you take that offer or stay here with Kurabe, despite knowing you could be put in danger at any moment?"

The child simply stared at him.

"Do you know where I grew up? I hated that place, but it made me used to being in danger every day. But I had to survive alone there. Here, I at least know I won't be dealing with it alone... I have sensei and everyone on the ship..."

"I see."

Reedy turned back into his humanoid form and put his glasses back on.

"Our interview is done. I hope you enjoy the rest of your time here. You'll be with Kurabe and Mercury for a long time."

The child gave a big smile in combined happiness and surprise. "R-really!?"

The man gave a nod as he adjusted his glasses once more.

"Yes. I see no reason to remove you from here. In fact, it seems taking you away from Kurabe would just cause more harm than good."

"You just realized that!?" He shouted with a pout.

"Shamefully, yes."

He only continued to pout.

"Thank you very much for your time, Meta." He uttered with a sigh before walking out of the room.

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Reedy walked down the hallway and saw that General Z was waiting for him.

"General, I would like to apologize for-"

"Save your breath, Reedy. You'll need it for our training session later." Z said, putting a lot of emphasis on training.

The man sighed. "Understood, General. Are we leaving now?"

"No, I'd like to speak with the boy before we do."

"Very well. I will wait for you at the ship." Z nodded and walked into Meta's room, where the child was once more playing with the stress ball.

"Come with me, Meta, I have something to discuss with both you and your mentor."

Curious to what this would be about, he decided to follow the old man. Upon reaching Kurabe's room, he quickly knocked on the door. Almost immediately, the woman in question opened the door. Upon seeing her student, she had one thought on her mind.

"Meta, how did the interview go?" She asked, hoping for the best.

"He said he saw no reason to remove me because doing so would be harmful."

Kurabe felt a large weight remove itself from her the moment she heard that. "That's wonderful! Now sensei-"

General Z opened one eye.

"Father, what is it that you want to talk about?"

The old man smiled. "Did you really think I would visit without bringing gifts?"

Admittedly, she was surprised by this.

"You should have told me ahead of time. I would have gotten you something you had I known." She replied, feeling slightly bad.

"Nonsense. Besides, now I have a grandson to spoil." Z said jovially.

The child tilted his head, as if confused as his mentor's cheek blushes became more pronounced.

"So, these gifts?" Kurabe said, trying to get back on topic.

He laughed heartily at this reaction. Z pulled out a book from seemingly nowhere and handed it to Kurabe.

"I know you like expanding your culinary skills, my dear. This is a book compiling the greatest recipes in the galaxy. Now for young Meta."

Z pulled out a replica of his staff, but much smaller.

"I know you've chosen the path of the sword, but just in case you become interested in the art of staff."

"Thank you very much, father!" Kurabe exclaimed happily before she looked at her student. "What do you say, Meta?"

"Thank you, Mr. Grandpa." Meta responded shyly.

Z gave a hearty laugh as he patted the child's head. "Well, I should be going, I can only stay away from my office for so long. Kurabe, keep up the excellent work and Meta, always remember this... a Star Warrior's heart is their strongest weapon. Stay strong no matter what adversity you may face."

"I will, father." The woman nodded.

Meta stayed silent for a moment before speaking up. "I understand. I'll try to remember."

"Good. I'll make sure to visit sometime in the future. No promises that it'll be anytime soon, you know how my schedule is."

With one final laugh, Z left to go meet up with Reedy. It was at this moment that the child thought of something.

"Sensei, where's Mercury?"

"She's probably talking to Reedy. While the two of us have our differences, those two are on much better terms. It's part of why I don't just ban him from visiting." She said half joking.

"...I still think I should beat him up." The child pouted.

"You can when you become stronger. He might seem like a push over, but his strength is the real deal. He's the third strongest of the Top Five for good reason."

"Are you the strongest then, sensei?"

The warrior gave a proud huff. "Indeed, I am, but just barely. Father is second, Reedy is third. As for the other two, the fourth is Bio Raiden, the strongest ninja in the galaxy, and fifth is Momo, a powerful mage who isn't a slouch in close combat either. You'll probably meet them at some point."

The child looked at her with determination. "Then if I get strong enough to beat you, I can beat him as well and make sure he doesn't bully you anymore!"

Kurabe chuckled and patted his head. "I'll look forward to that day."

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As Kurabe had said, Mercury had been conversing with Reedy for one last time before he and the General left.

"Do you believe I made the right decision, Mer? Of letting him stay here I mean."

"I think you already know my answer to that, Reed."

"I figured as much. You know, Mer, maybe you're right about me making false narratives. I mean, the way she desperately wanted to keep him here... and how the mere thought of him leaving destroyed her. No spoiled beast would act like that. She's still a thorn in my side though."

Mercury gave a chuckle. "Yeah, she can be like that for me at times, but it's worth it to me."

"I see. I was going to offer you a spot on my crew again, but it seems that won't be necessary. I still don't fully trust her, but I do trust you, Mer. Make sure Meta stays happy."

While the woman gave a bit of a sigh, she then replied with a slight smile. "I will, Reed."

"There you are, Reedy." Their conversation was cut off by General Z. "Come, let us leave."

"Understood, sir." The man nodded.

"And young Mercury, it was nice seeing you again."

"Likewise, sir."

Reedy then turned to the woman. "I have to go now. Let's talk again, ok?"

"Of course. Now come on, you're not welcome here anymore!" She said while laughing.

"Alright! Alright! I get it!" The man replied, laughing equally.

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As Z and Reedy got on their own ship, a thought crossed Reedy's mind.

"You know, General, I never asked what you think about Kurabe taking care of that child."

His superior gave a laugh. "I don't think you need me to answer that question."

"I'd like to hear your opinion anyway, sir."

The old puff gave a sigh. "They need each other. The way Kurabe looks at Meta is the same way I looked at her when I took her under my wing. The look of parental love. Meta will help her just as much as she'll help him."

He nodded quietly. "I see... I think I can see that..."

Reedy then narrowed his eyes, as if realizing something. "Sir, was this an attempt at teaching me a lesson?"

"Perhaps."

"That means yes." He sighed.

"So then, what lesson was I trying to teach you?"

"That I allowed my own biases to control how I view things. Specifically, how I view Kurabe."

"Exactly. and what will you do to change that?"

Reedy paused to think. "I don't know."

A simple statement but for someone like Reedy who prides himself on knowing everything, it was quite the pill to swallow.

"Then that is something you will have to learn."

Reedy just wordlessly nodded. The ship began to rumble and in a matter of minutes it was gone from sight.

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I'm sorry to concede that it's true, Sailor Moon S is VASTLY OVERRATED and it's my favorite one in the anime series. One can argue it's the beginning of the decline of Sailor Moon. It greatly deviates from the source material, the other girls get no power ups being stuck in their Star Power henshin and attacks, Chibi-Usa gets no Super form, and it continues the trope of finding whatever thingmajig in people's bodies that would continue into the next two seasons and the Guardians FUCKING useless.

It's really is overrated and I have been saying this for so long.

Some people say it's peak (which to me in the manga it is because Naoko was in her bag with this season), while I actually with you and say that it's decline of Sailor Moon for the 90's anime.

Because honestly if Haruka and Mic wasn't in it this season it wouldn't hold up well to be honest.

Because Usagi, Har, Mic and I'm going to say Mamo is carrying this season on their damn back so far with me being 19 episodes in.

Because if you take those four out along with Saturn and Pluto only thing you would have is Rei, Mina, Ami and Mako and think the Death Busters would have won if it was just those four..

Rei, Mina, and Ami aint doing shit but bullying Usagi while Mako is doing 1% . She only gets 1% because she did defeat a Diamon by herself. They are so damn weak and Usagi is pretty much doing everything by herself if Har/Mic or Mamo is not helping her.

They are letting Chibiusa be useless, a gotdamn joke and having her running around looking for a friend when that friend that is very important to the plot haven't showed up yet... Only thing she gets is damn barrettes from her Super Form but she doesn't even get her Super Form. ( I'm heading to that episode soon yall! lol)

I'm telling like it is because they did Hotaru/Saturn fucking wrong in this season because all she was a plot device. Hyping her up and only thing she did was throw fireworks at P90..

And P90...Poor Dude didn't have no speaking lines... Just a fucking moaning blob.

They say Mamo is useless but damn he was her only line of defense for two episodes and he dueled a Diamon and Kaionite with his damn cane. At least he's doing something in battles to help her out.

Rei had that dream about the world being destroyed two damn times and haven't told no one yet and we are now halfway into the season.

We only know how the tailsmans look like becasue Eudial was smart to ask Tomoe " Oh Hey Since I'm looking for these things, What the fuck do they look like?"

Har/Mic been running around Tokyo trying to find these damn things but playing blues clues with them and playing Civil War: Senshi Edition with the Inner Senshi. While Harkua is flirting with all the girls but Ami...

The inner senshi haven't done any homework in trying to find out how they look like, what they do, and why Har/Mic and the Death Busters want them. Or even trying to find out was they artifacts/ relics of the SliMil. They haven't even try to find out was there any other Senshi in the past that they didn't know about.

Well they are barely doing regular homework which they supposed to be doing since they are getting ready for High School Entrance Exam but I digress

And Setsuna..

Lord they going to do Pluto so damn dirty.. I can't wait until I get to that episode!

They are wildin with the fan service this season with these designs of the Diamon and then this shot right here..

That's why her nickname is T.A.P. Might was well have her ass naked.. ( I haven't gotten to Har bare butt shot and T.A.P fully nude shot yet.)

This season is the reason why my Icon is this pic

It just put all my feelings about this season into words "I'm so sick of this bullshit." lmao

I can't wait until we speed running the plot in the last few episodes!!

So yes this S season is overrated as hell.

#tanya rants about SM #tanya liveblogs S