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asmosmainhoe · 4 months

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Good day 🩷 can I request the Obey Me brother's reactions to an MC who likes hugs and is very snuggly and expressive (when they're already close and comfortable with them). For example, if they're very happy they like to jump on the brother's arms, if MC is scared they look for comfort and hide on his chest/neck, and if they're sad they curl against him, etc.? Tysm!

MC loves to hug

Gender: neutral

Warnings: heavy language

Lucifer

He's really not the type for hugs. They're reserved for very special occasions and when the situation calls for one he prefers to casually put an arm around you

Depending on how your relationship with him is he would actually enjoy them. Only when they're from you though and you also have to be the one to initiate it

If it's a scary situation then Lucifer definitely doesn't mind wrapping his arms around you protectively, but most of the time he's only answering with half-hugs

As I said he's more the guy to put one arm around you which he does when you hug him or he puts his hand on your arm

It does place a soft smile on his lips

Mammon

Another big hugger right here

Only that he does it more subconsciously and only realizes it after a couple seconds. For example if it's a spooky situation then he kind of grabs the person closest to him or when he's extremely happy about something. Once it hits him he's going to push that person away, be slightly embarrassed and pretend as if nothing ever happened

With you though? Nah, you're staying in his embrace

Whenever you jump into his arms for whatever reason and someone else is there Mammon usually shoots them a smug look like "fuck yeah they're hugging me, you loser"

Leviathan

This man is an absolute mess. What exactly does he want? No one knows

When you hug him he's going to call you cringe, but then once you let go he gets all whiny and sad about it

He's also going to complain when you don't give him his daily dose of MC hugs, but not before he makes absolutely sure that you're doing okay. The lack of hugging might be because you're not feeling well. After that topic is cleared he is going to throw hands though

You better wrap those pretty arms around him whenever he wins a game. This demon needs his reward

Satan

In the beginning of your friendship/relationship when you started feeling comfortable jumping into his arms he was soooo caught off guard and honestly a little uncomfortable

But once he got over that he started to enjoy your hugs so much to the point where he's always the last one to let go

He let's out a small chuckle no matter the situation and just gets lost in your embrace

Sometimes he goes through your hair with one hand or he rubs your back with it. Other times he pulls you as close as a possibly can and takes in your scent deeply. It depends on what mood he's in that day

This man can also feel whenever you need a hug. You simply walk into the room and something tells him that you need it right now so he just opens up his arms and waits for you to fall down on him

Asmodeus

Yes! From the moment you meet him! Go ahead and give him a hug please, because he does the exact same

Before you he usually jumped into the arms of the first person he could get ahold of just like Mammon. Then you came into his life and now you both have a specific hug-friend

The moment you two realized you were the same was incredibly funny. You were getting a test back and the entire class was silent until you and Asmo looked at your grade which was exactly what you had hoped for. The classroom was filled with happy yelling and you both automatically went in to hug each other without expecting the other person to do the same. This resulted into a visit to the school nurse and a head injury that could have almost been a concussion

But you're more gentle now

Beelzebub

He catches you mid air. Like he sees you get ready for a jump like some cat and he just extends his arms expectedly, but it's not to prevent you from hugging him. It's just so you could be closer to his face and wrap your arms around his neck properly. He's a strong giant

If you let him he's going to carry you around like that for a while, but it's fine if you don't feel comfortable with that. If you don't want to get picked up at all then he will keep that in mind as well

But wow he adores your hugs. They're the highlight of his day

The first couple times he was very awkward when hugging you back, but it feels so natural now. Like Satan he will never be the first one to let go

Belphegor

Your hugs turn a mysterious switch inside him. The moment he's in your embrace his lights are out. He's completely gone. The first time that happened it scared the shit out of you

"Belphie, come here- WHAT THE FUCK?"

Now you're more used it, but it's still so incredibly inconvenient when it happens in public. You could be shopping with him or whatever and the moment you hug him he's in a deep slumber. You have Beel on speed dial at this point to come help you carry his brother back home

It also sucks that he basically falls on top of you whenever that happens. So you're just laying there buried under the avatar of sloth while other people walk past you and give you weird looks

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kenny-the-ken · 1 year

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But You're Both So Young!

Helloooo my lovely people!!! So a lot of you wanted me to write a fic about the reader and Kenny finding out that they're expecting a baby!! So,,, if you didn't know already, I myself am a young mother, I turned 19 when my son was 13 days old, so I know a thing or two about being pregnant, especially as a teen!! Thus should go without saying guys but ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP IN THIS FIC!!! READER 18, KENNY 19!! This is written almost how it went for me!! So please bare that in mind and if you guys want any more added to this, like a series, then let me know!!! I have almost finished the Stan smut and another for Kyle!! Any requests I've received I'll be working through over the next few days!! Lots of love guys and I hope you enjoy!!

Your hand shook, staring down at the test in your hands, two lines, it was positive, and one hand cupped your lower belly, a small smile on your face as a few tears escaped.

"Kenny! Come here!! Quickly!" You shouted through your shared apartment, you had a funny feeling that you were pregnant, and as it so happens, you weren't just imagining things, you and Kenny were going to be parents, a perfect blend of half his genetics and half of yours, your baby would be the most perfect child, and your mind was beginning to slowly wonder, when Kenny came clambering into the bathroom, panting for breath, his hand still on the door handle.

"What's wrong?" He asked, and you turned the strip test to show him, his eyebrow quirking.

"What's two lines supposed to mean? I don't know how these things work!" He exclaimed, hands in the air as you let a small laugh escape you.

"It's positive, Ken! We're gonna be parents!" You exclaimed, hands wrapping around his neck as he picked you up, spinning you round in circles, a smile so big on his face that you were certain his cheeks must've hurt.

"Our own little baby! I'm gonna be a dad!" Kenny shouted happily, gently putting you back on your feet as he jumped about, cheering and whooping, and you stood laughing, a smile on both of your faces that you were sure no one could wipe from it.

"So what now?" Kenny asked, taking your hand and leading you into the living room, sitting down on the couch beside you.

"I have to let my doctor know, the date of my last period is their rough estimation on how far along I am, I reckon I'm about five weeks." You spoke and Kenny listened to your every word attentively, nodding occasionally.

"Then at twelve weeks, we have our first scan, they'll take bloods and make sure I'm all good and healthy and that the baby is too, and then at the twenty week scan they'll measure everything inside and outside the baby to make sure it's organs and bones are growing properly and they'll tell us the sex of the baby too!" You said excitedly clapping your hands together as Kenny pulled you to his chest, placing gentle kisses all over your face.

"I'm so lucky to have you, I mean, not only do you love me, but you're giving me the best gift a guy could ask for, a baby! Our baby! God, I love you!" Kenny gushed, your cheeks heating up, Kenny's words making you blush, your head resting on his chest, as Kenny's hands played with your h/c hair.

"I love you too, Ken. We're going to be the best parents we can possibly be." Your voice was gentle, your tone soft and Kenny nodded in agreement.

"I'm gonna do all the things my parents never did, and all they did do, I swear I never will." He promised, not just to you but to himself and your unborn baby too.

The weeks went on, each day following a similar pattern. You would both wake up, cuddle together for a while in bed, Kenny usually making things sexual, not that you were complaining. Then you would both make breakfast together, pancakes, French toast, a fry up, you name it, you guys made it together. This morning you had both made sausage rolls together, the entire thing riddled with innuendos from Kenny about how he'd like you to touch his sausage, and you both sat together at the table, waiting for them to cool down so you could both finally tuck in. So far, you hadn't had many symptoms of pregnancy, but things change very quickly, the smell of the food sat in front of you turned from smelling utterly delicious to completely putrid, and you started to feel sick, and that was the beginning of your 'morning sickness', although what you'd began to find out was that morning sickness wasn't always exclusive to the mornings, sometimes it was before bed, after dinner, late afternoon, during the night, and every time you were over the toilet bowl, Kenny held your hair, rubbing circles on your back and whispering words of encouragement in your ear, helping you to clean up afterwards.

Weeks seemed to pass by quickly, and you were starting to bloat slightly in your lower tummy, your jeans starting to become a little too snug to be comfortable anymore. But no matter what Kenny always showered you with compliments, about how beautiful you were, how you were completely glowing, and you knew deep down how excited he truly was.

And that became clear when finally the day of your twelve week ultrasound had arrived, and Kenny was ready before you were, already out the door and waiting for you in his car. He couldn't wait to see your baby for the first time, and his smile didn't falter once the entire way to the hospital.

You got checked in and were handed a green maternity file, and while you were excited, you couldn't help but have that feeling outweighed by your nerves. What if something was wrong? What if the baby wasn't growing like it was supposed to, or there was no heartbeat on the monitor, and fuck you felt sick again. Your mind was spinning, full of worry before Kenny spoke, pulling you from your thoughts.

"Babe, everything will be fine, okay? I promise." Kenny said, his hand resting on your thigh, delivering a soft squeeze to it as he smiled gently at you, as you simply nodded your head in response.

Your name was called after waiting for a while and you both rose from your seats, making your way down the corridor and into one of the room adjacent.

"If you wanna get up on the bed there, and roll your top up and move your trousers down to your hips." The lady spoke, and you did as you were told as Kenny sat on the seat next to you, squeezing your hand as he gave you his gappy smile, and you couldn't help but smile back at him, he really was your everything.

"Okay, I'm going to put some of this of this gel on your stomach, you did as we asked and drank plenty of water before you came here so you had a full bladder?" She asked and you nodded again in response, jumping when you felt the cool gel and the head of the ultrasound machine rub circles on your stomach, and then she paused her movements, you both hearing a small, quick thumping sound coming from the machine, as she turned the monitor so you both could see.

"So baby looks very comfy in there, here's baby's head." She said, pointing it out on the monitor, and you were both just staring in amazement.

"S-So everything's okay? Baby's growing fine yeah?" You glanced at Kenny and he looked like he was welling up, the back of his hands quickly whipping away the tears of joy that dared to fall down his face.

"I'll do a few measurements just to double check, but as far as I can see so far, everything looks perfect! I'll print you some pictures of your scan." The midwife said, a smile on her face, and you and Kenny still stared in amazement, it felt so real now, you really were growing a little mini version of both of you put together, it had little hands, feet, arms and legs, you could see it's little face and it's small, still developing features. It truly was incredible what a woman's body was capable of, and Kenny was in awe of both the baby, and you.

"I'm just speechless! It's our little baby in there!" Kenny cooed, the tears appearing again in his eyes, still smiling and holding your hand tightly.

When the appointment was over and they had taken your blood samples, you and Kenny sat in his car, looking through the pictures that the midwife had gave you.

"I'm so lucky. The most amazing boyfriend in the world universe and now the most perfect little baby with you. I love you so much, Kenny." You spoke, tears of joy in your own eyes as he hugged you tightly, before placing a gentle hand on your tummy.

"I swear, I'll give you two the entire Earth, moon and stars." Kenny spoke, his hand then moving to cup your cheek and deliver a soft, kiss to your lips, starting up the engine.

"And I swear I'll give you two everything that I possibly can. I want to be the best mother that I can be, and the best girlfriend I can be too, I really would be lost without you both." You spoke, finally allowing your nerves to calm down, tears of joy in your eyes, much like Kenny before you.

The road was gonna be a long one, nine months is a long time, and birth was gonna be no walk in the park, but you wanted nothing but this, however the waiting had only just begun, because you still had eight weeks left till your twenty week scan, and finding out the sex of your baby. It was all new, exciting and equally terrifying, but you knew Kenny was with you, holding you tightly in his arms every single step of the way, and that and your unborn baby really was all that mattered. And all that ever would matter.

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machinesonix · 1 month

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Okay so chewing my way through Dune for the first time as an adult and there’s this chapter that’s got me wilding out so hard I’m basically just gonna paraphrase it here. Obviously concessions need to be made when switching mediums and I think the films have done a splendid job, but I think they sorta took the teeth out of this one.

When the Atredies first touch down on Dune, Lady Jessica is introduced to their groundskeeper, an elderly Fremen woman called ‘the Shadout Mapes.’ Now Mapes is extremely excited to meet a member of the Bene Gesserit, from which Jessica correctly concludes the ministoria protectiva has been here seeding the local mythology with favorable propaganda. Like a good third of the new movie is screaming about how fucked up all that is, so I will curb my enthusiasm to explain what the funny words mean in exhaustive detail, but suffice to say the Space Mom Cult secretly shapes cultures all across the universe to recognize them as cool people that everybody ought to listen to when they show up. So Jessica immediately code switches into Ominous Witch Mode and shows off some of her preternatural powers of observation by calling out the Shadout Mapes for having a weapon on her. In the movie the knife is a gift. The book has a little more nuance that has me absolutely salivating.

Mapes flips out and shows her the knife, which later we’re gonna learn is made from a worm tooth. She explains that Jessica might be the One, and if she is, the knife belongs to her. If she isn’t then she’s gonna kill Jessica with it because now she already knows too much. And to put her to the test she asks her what the knife is. Jessica hopes to establish her credibility by being well versed in ancient tongues, and intends to call it the ‘maker of death’ because in the language that the word ‘Shadout’ is derived from that’s the idiomatic translation of ‘knife.’

Instead Mapes starts screaming in religious fervor as soon as she hears the word ‘Maker.’ Because the worms make the spice, see. Jessica absolutely triples down on this, and this is what drives me wild. Immediately after narrowly escaping murder by a lucky stroke of linguistics she’s like FUCK YOU, WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE NOT THINKING I WOULD RECOGNIZE THE MAKER. IN FACT, I’M GONNA STAB YOU NOW. Like okay, what she actually does is go ‘Mapes, now that the blade’s been drawn who’s blood is it gonna taste?’ And here I just have to say hats off to the Bene Gesserit for their training in genre awareness. Jessica has absolutely no idea of any of the customs surrounding a crysknife and risks blowing her cover here to flex even harder. She’s right, of course, and lets the Shadout Mapes off with just a scratch. It turns out Fremen have hypercoagulant blood which is not terribly important but still kinda cool.

So to put a bow on all of this, the Shadout Mapes ends up saying something along the lines of ‘She is the One, she will free us.’ This shocks Jessica. She recognizes this line from the ministoria protectiva, and knows that only the super fucked up horrible places wind up with the ‘we will save you from your oppressors’ prophecies. And I just love it because here we've got a microcosm of what this is all about. The ministoria protectiva did exactly what it was supposed to do and saved a Bene Gesserit life because Mapes heard her own religion in what's basically a cold read con. This exploitative power is so intense that Mapes is willing to give Jessica her life; there's no reason for a Fremen to expect somebody is going to show mercy with a crysknife. And then when she's feeling at her highest and mightiest she gets a wake up call. These people have context.

The Fremen don't have their finger on the pulse of galactic politics. They know there is a limited amount of moisture in their atmosphere and that the off-worlders in the palaces are going to take enough of it to keep themselves comfortable. As far as they're concerned, the Atredies are basically Harkonnens with better personal hygiene. The freedom the Shadout Mapes is talking about is freedom from Jessica's family. The ministoria protectiva doesn't exist in a vacuum. The Fremen's history of oppression has become inseparable from what was meant to be a means to control them.

#dune #dune meta #ministoria protectiva #lady jessica

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midnightmah07 · 3 months

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Accidental Mishaps

Lmao here you go @viilpstick

"So you taste test everything before kalim eats it? "

"Yes I have to, given that one could be poisoned."

"And what if it is? What about you?"

"That doesn't matter. "

"Well it matters to me. So you won't be testing anything-"

"You know that's not possib-"

"i will. "

"WHAT-"

Jamils expression dropped as he raise his hand to pull Cordelia aside, quickly retracting his arm back as he got a glare from Ezrie, Cordelia's escort.

"I know what you're thinking, Jamil. But I'm not the same as you remember? My body filters posion. Given that I already have toxins in my body, poison won't have an effect on me"

"while that is correct, I still don't think it's a good idea you should be-"

"Ezrie it's fine~besides there is a silver lining! Our kingdom doesn't have this type of food so getting to try it out is a plus point! "

So with that, Ezrie and Jamil simply watched as Cordelia tried the foods laid out on the table, Jamil more reluctant but standing still given that he didn't need another reason to make Ezrie hate him more.

Besides once Cordelia makes up her mind about something, she remains firm on it so there really wasn't any other option.

Near the end of the table, Cordelia took a spoonfull of some corn soup. It was still warm.

"You know, I can't put my finger on it but something about this soup... Is... Weir-"

Her voice became sluggish as at the end of her sentence she passed out. Ezrie was quick to catch her, checking her temperature, that surely enough had spiked considerably.

"i told her not to... "

Jamil could only view the scene unfold horribly as his worries were quickly shut down.

"Relax yourself Viper. She's not poisoned. If at most, that soup has a spell on it but not posion. Miss Cordelia would have known instantly and what she was saying clearly indicated it isn't a posion at work. "

"Listen, Whatever it is, we need to take her to the infirmary. "

"Agreed. "

Stirring in the infirmary bed, Cordelia's eyes fluttered open,a pink hue casted over them, as she sat up.

Her ears still ringing, she could faintly make out a voice asking how she was as she turned to the owner of the voice.

The realization hit Jamil as soon as he saw her eyes. Oh shoot.

"So I'm hearing this correct? Someone tried to give Kalim a love potion, but it backfired and now Cordelia is possibly more head over heels for Jamil if thats possible. "

"You are correct. "

Jeanne got the response to her question through gritting teeth. Out of everyone, Ezrie was the most unhappy with the outcome. Still while a part of Jeanne really wanted to see how this played out, the other part was furious on how had attempted to give the love potion to kalim instead. For now, she'd go and check on Cordelia.

"so where are they? "

"In Viper's room. Alone. "

Once more, Jeanne could feel Ezrie's gaze darken. Clearly this was distasteful to her since she didn't trust Jamil with Cordelia in the slightest.

However when she made it to Jamils room and opened the door, she felt like laughing at the sight.

Jamil was sitting in bed, covered in lipstick stains as Cordelia was fast asleep, arms wrapped around his figure.

"Before you saw anything, she was especially stubborn and needy and didn't listen to a word I was saying. "

KSJDIEJKEJES THEY'RE SO SILLY!!!11 LOVE POTIONS PLOT 🔛🔝

THIS IS SO FUN I love Cordelia trying out the food for poison bc girlie is not going to be hurt by it, it being a love potion for Kalim is SO FUNNY who in this school is trying to get my boy⁉️

#💙! mah's answers #💙! addie<3 #💙! Addie's writting!

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stargazer-sims · 7 months

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Victor. Word: Vampire

Thanks @cawthorntales ! I'm working my way through all the excellent prompt suggestions I got, and it's been a great creative exercise.

This one was a lot of fun, so here you go!

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This week's rotation has Victor on the mid-shift, from three in the afternoon until eleven at night. He's back at work following a much-needed four-day break after having worked the eleven to seven overnight shift for three rotations in a row, and he's glad to be able to experience sunlight again.

He’d begun to feel like a character in an urban fantasy novel, roaming the eerily quiet corridors of the paediatric floor to look in on sleeping children and slipping out of the hospital to have his break in the dead of night. It's been especially weird on their unit after dark since they put the Halloween decorations up.

Yes, it's totally an improvement to come to work while there's still daylight and the majority of his patients are awake.

Victor can't actually say he's delighted to discover that his two newest patients are Camellia and Forest Abbottsford, but he is delighted at their reaction when he enters their room. As if on cue, the pair of five-year-olds exclaim in unison, "It's Victor!"

During shift change today, he was a little surprised when his counterpart on the day shift first showed him Camellia's chart and then Forest's. Both twins had been admitted because their paediatrician, Dr. Park, suspected Type 1 Diabetes and wanted to run a series of tests to confirm or rule out that diagnosis. The idea itself isn't particularly shocking to Victor, considering their dad Fox is diabetic and was diagnosed at a very young age, but he does find it unusual that the twins are showing signs of the illness at the same time.

Forest and Camellia seem to be in good spirits. Fox is there with them, and they're all drawing pictures together. It’s obvious which one of them has inherited Fox’s artistic talent. Forest’s drawing looks way more advanced than anything Victor has seen a typical kindergartener do. He thinks Camellia’s drawing might be of a fire truck, or possibly a red bus.

Fox smiles at his kids. "I said you'd likely see Victor today, didn't I?"

"Victor, are you a doctor?" Camellia asks. "I didn't know you were a doctor!"

"I'm not a doctor," Victor says. "I'm a nurse. You know, the one with the best jokes and the cool Band-Aids."

Forest eyes him warily. "And the needles?"

"Yeah," he confesses.

“The other nurse had a needle too,” says Forest. “And she didn’t have any cool Band-Aids.”

“You didn’t need a Band-Aid for that one, Forest,” Fox says.

“Well, you will this time,” Victor tells him, “But I have the coolest Band-Aids of all time, so I’ve got you covered.”

“Covered. With Band-Aids. That’s a funny joke.” Camellia giggles. She’s apparently unfazed. "I don't mind needles. They don't even hurt that much, and anyway, I'm a superhero!"

"I'm glad you're a superhero," Victor tells her. "We're going to do a special test today, and you're going to need to use all your superpowers, like your super-courage and super-strength."

"What kind of test?" Camellia wants to know.

"It's a blood test. I'm going to take a little bit of your blood out of you, and then the doctors and technicians are going to do all kinds of science-y stuff with it, and try to find out what's making you sick."

"Really?" Camellia looks intrigued. "How are you going to get my blood out of me? Are you like… a vampire?”

Victor laughs. He can't help it. He's gratified to see Fox laughing too, because it erases the stress and worry that'd previously been evident in his expression and body language.

"Oh, I'm definitely a vampire," Victor says. "A science vampire. That means, instead of biting you, I'm going to use my special vampire needle to take your blood. I can’t bite you, because you know, everything has to be clean and germ-free for science.”

"Are you going to take my blood too?" Forest asks. He doesn't seem nearly as fascinated by the process as his twin.

"Yes, but don't worry. I heard your sister is a superhero. I think, if you ask her nicely, she'll hold your hand so you won't be too scared. Unless," he adds, "you're also a superhero. In which case, I think you should hold Daddy's hand so he won't be scared."

Forest chews his lower lip. "Daddy, do you think I'm a superhero?"

"You are absolutely a superhero, Forest," Fox says. "The most super of heroes."

"So, if I hold your hand, that means you won't be scared?"

"I think I'll feel a million times better if you hold my hand."

Victor sets down his little tray of equipment on one of the bedside tables. He tears open a packet containing sterile gloves and puts them on. For some reason, he never ceases to be amused by the fact that all the gloves are colour-coded by size, and that the extra-large gloves are light purple.

He holds up his hands. "What do you think, Camellia? Vampire gloves?"

"Yeah, 'cause everything has to be clean and germ-free for science, right?" Camellia says.

"Exactly," says Victor. "Okay, then. Who wants to be first?"

Camellia bounces up and down on her bed. "Me! I want to see my blood!" She pitches her voice low and elongates the word 'blood' as if she's a character in an animated Halloween special.

Victor raises an eyebrow in the most exaggerated way he can manage. "Oh, do you? How do you know you're even going to see it?"

"You mean, I'm not?" The sudden look of disappointment on her face is so profound that it's comical, and Victor has to bite the inside of his mouth to keep himself from laughing again.

"No, you can if you want to," he says. "My special needle has a little tube on it, so we'll both be able to see."

Camellia rubs her hands together and does the most perfect cartoon villain laugh. "Matsu is gonna be so mad when I tell him about this, 'cause I get to see my blood and he doesn't."

Victor grins at Fox. "Are you sure this one's yours?"

Fox has moved over to Forest's bed and is holding his son in his lap. "Are you suggesting she takes after Takahiro more than she takes after me?"

"I was thinking more along the lines of her secretly being your sister's kid. Clancy seems like the type to get satisfaction out of this kind of stuff."

"Now that you mention it," Fox says. "She always wanted to help with my shots when we were kids. Maybe she just enjoyed sticking needles into me."

"Does that mean I can stick a needle into Forest?" Camellia asks.

"No," Fox says.

Camellia pretends to pout for a few seconds, but then she's all business again. She shifts her attention back to Victor, and in what he presumes is her superhero voice, proclaims, "Okay, vampire, do your worst! I'm not afraid of you!"

And by all appearances, she isn't the least bit afraid of him or his needle. She doesn't make so much as a peep when he inserts it into her arm, and then stares, captivated, as a tiny amount of her blood makes its way up the tubing and into the little collection container.

when he's done, he lets her pick a Band-Aid. To no one's astonishment, she chooses an Avengers one, and then tells him that she's going to keep her sleeve rolled up for the rest of the day so everyone can see it.

Victor is glad that at least one of the twins is taking the experience of being in the hospital reasonably well. He can't imagine what Fox and Taka must be going through. Fox in particular must be struggling because he doubtless remembers what being diagnosed with diabetes as a child was like for him.

He finishes labelling Camellia's blood sample, changes his gloves, and then turns to Forest. "All right, superhero number two. Are you ready?"

Forest nods, but he looks unsure. "Is it going to hurt?"

"Camellia, did it hurt?" Victor asks.

"A little bit," Camellia says, "But you're a superhero, Forest. A little hurt can't stop you!"

"Hold Daddy's hand," Victor reminds him. "Your awesome superpowers are gonna protect him from hurting too."

Forest grips his father's fingers so tightly that Victor can see the tautness of the muscles on the back of his hand, but to his credit, he sits still through the whole procedure and only sheds a few tears. He doesn't watch what's happening, but Victor didn't really expect him to.

When it's all over, Victor praises him as if he's just accomplished the most amazing feat in the world.

"Did it hurt, Daddy?" Forest asks tentatively. "Did my superpowers work?"

Fox hugs him close. "Your superpowers worked so well, I didn't feel a thing. You're such a brave boy, and I'm really proud of you," he tells him. He looks over at his daughter. "And you too, Camellia. You did great."

"Know who I'm proud of?" Camellia says.

"Who?" Fox inquires.

"Victor, 'cause he's the best vampire ever," she declares. "When I grow up, I want to be a science vampire, just like him!"

*****

A few days later, after the twins have been discharged from the hospital, Victor arrives at work to find a big yellow envelope waiting for him at the nurses' station. It's addressed to 'Vampire Okamoto-Nelson'.

His co-worker who hands it to him can't keep the grin off her face. She points to the writing on the outside of the envelope and says, "Happy Halloween."

Inside the envelope, Victor finds a handmade card. On the front is a drawing that was clearly done by Fox, of a nurse with silver hair and purple gloves. The cartoon nurse is holding a needle in one hand, and there are a pair of bats — a girl and a boy bat, judging by the bow and baseball cap on their respective heads — hovering over his shoulder. The banner at the top says 'To the Best Vampire Ever'.

On the inside of the card, Forest and Camellia have each written thank you messages to him. Their handwriting is wobbly and most of the words in the short note are misspelled, but it’s all still legible.

Victor puts the card on the staff bulletin board. He'll take it home after his shift, but it's too good not to share with everyone passing by in the meantime. He knows he's going to treasure it for a long time to come.

Happy Halloween, indeed.

#sapphire answers #writing #victor nelson #camellia abbottsford #forest abbottsford #fox abbottsford #stargazersims

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softpine · 8 months

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thank you guys for indulging me, you literally changed my whole mood 💖

@morrigan-sims mac absolutely counts :P i forget how long it's been since you guys have seen him, because he's always running around in the background being a nuisance while i'm trying to set up scenes fjskjds but anyway, thank you sooo much for sharing!! the supernatural elements are definitely my favorite too, i try to keep them balanced because i know they're not for everyone, but i find them so interesting to explore.

steviiiie my girl stevie. i don't pick favorites but she does have a special place in my heart (unfortunately for her, that means i pass a lot of my own issues onto her lmao but what else is writing for?) to answer your question: the dream she had as a kid was just a regular "wishful thinking" type dream, nothing prophetic! but if stevie got the chance, she absolutely would go comfort her younger self. she needed the hug :(

ahh i remember that anon about coco, that's so cool that you guessed that!!

thank you so much for this message, for always giving the best feedback, for being soooo awesome, all that great stuff :') 💖💗

@titoro woahhh i know exactly what post you're talking about and that's so long ago, thank you for being here 🥺💖💖💖 i'm so thankful that you would go out of your way to keep reading, and i hope YOU know how appreciated you are 💗

omg same, i have to rein myself in otherwise i would give you 293293029 alternate universe finns 😭 and that's awesome, my favorite thing is giving characters enough depth where you can be angry at them and also understand them and wish things were different! thank you so much for reading 💖💖

@rebouks WHAT i had no idea you read frozen pines before you joined, that's so cool 🥺 you inspire me constantly so you have no idea how much it means that i inspired you a little bit too. and i'm so happy that's the message you took away; i used to get embarrassed over how much i cared about my silly little NOT LITTLE sim story, but there's no reason for anyone to be embarrassed over anything they care about and have put so much love into creating. i have a lot of pride in what i've created and i hope you do too 💖 thank you so much for sharing, this made me so happy to hear 💗

godddd this is so sweet, thank you so so much for taking the time to share this with me (it's not too much, it's juuust right haha) 💖 these are some of my favorite scenes i've ever worked on, so i'm really glad you like them!! it's rare that i ever look at one of my own posts and wouldn't change anything, but that's how i feel about jada & alisa's confrontation, like it literally jumped out of my brain and onto the screen exactly how i pictured it. it makes me crazyyy 🥴 i just recently re-read the stevie + truck driver story and the funny thing is, i have no memory of whatever "daddy issues tiktok trend" i was angry about, but i'm glad i wrote it. you're not alone in it being a little too relatable lol. NYC griffin!!! i miss him :( he was probably the happiest version of finn we've seen yet. at the very least, he was the version with the most freedom. "i will love you in every life" literallyyy 😭 and he WAS the catalyst for asa and finn's real kiss omg. asa would've taken way longer to confess his feelings were it not for NYC griffin. pour one out for him!! sjksjd thank you soooo much for this lovely message 💖💖

ahhh that's a huge compliment, thank you 🥺💖

@bitchyybabyy400 omg if i was an outsider and casper/talon's kiss was the first thing i saw, i'd back out soooo fast (i'm really sensitive to second-hand embarrassment fjksjds) so i applaud you for sticking around :') and an IDEA BOOK that's so cool !!!! i'm legit honored, thank you so so much 💗💗 huge congrats on testing out of that class!!

@moonfromearth ooh this is super interesting, i'm always curious to know which posts "hooked" new readers!! it's amazing to hear that each characters' personality comes through even though you don't know who they are. and you even read the short story!! that's so cool, thank you!! 💖

awww yes selvadorada!! i need to speed things up so we can get back there faster lmao. this is so sweet, thank you 💗

@kanakomimura ohh man yeah, the labor scene made me emotional too ;-; and of course the breakup scene, i'm still pleased i was able to shock people with something we all knew was coming. thank you so much for sharing, this means a lot 💖

I MISS HIM SO MUCHHH. soon.....

@hedgehogs-and-songbirds thank you!! i ended up building a compost bin which took me all afternoon, but was pretty fun sjfksjd and i miss that era sooo much, it's why i'm always doing flashbacks and remaking their teen sims because i miss them 🥺 but it's been fun to try new things too! i'm so happy you're still around 💖💖

#not only did this make me extremely extremely happy but it also helps me to know what you guys find to be the most memorable!!#asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers #hedgehogs-and-songbirds #kanakomimura #moonfromearth #bitchyybabyy400 #rebouks #titoro #morrigan-sims

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eurydicees · 1 year

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1, 2, 17, & 18 for sakuatsu? <3 :)

my beloveds !!! i have not thought about them much recently and i am now vibrating with excitement over them. (other q's here)

this got. way too long. big yikes. answers under the cut lol

Who is the most affectionate?

atsumu! i think this is, like, not a super original take but sometimes the haikyuu fandom gets things right. i think atsumu is the most comfortable with expressing his affection through physical touch and with words, while kiyoomi is more comfortable with showing his affection through acts of service and gestures and that kinda of stuff. so i'm gonna go with atsumu overall. his whole vibe just gives me "i love you so i'm gonna drape myself over you and wait for you to play with my hair until i fall asleep" energy. am i projecting. no one needs to know the answer to that question actually.

2. Big spoon/Little spoon?

kiyoomi little spoon i will die on this hill for real

17. Who says I love you first?

ok i have complicated feelings about this. so. i think atsumu is the kind of person who grows up in an environment where "i love you" is a completely easy thing to say, whether it's with his mom or with his friends or whoever. so saying "i love you" is something that atsumu does with everyone he's close with, especially his close friends. so before they even start dating, atsumu is ending their hang outs by saying ok bye love you; he's waving kiyoomi off after practice by saying love you, see you later; he's using love and my love as terms of endearment as soon as he deems them close enough friends to do so.

but this all being said, i think that the first one to say it romantically is actually kiyoomi. i think it's a spur of the moment thing that just surprises them both. like, they're sitting in the kitchen making dinner for their weekly date night or w/e and maybe atsumu tests to see if the frying pan is hot enough by putting his finger on it and subsequently burning himself. and kiyoomi finds himself just saying "you're lucky i love you because you're a terrible cook" and they both just fucking freeze.

but then it just. becomes the most natural thing in the world. because atsumu has been saying it forever, even if there's a little more of a heat in his chest to it now. and now that kiyoomi has said it once and the world didn't end and atsumu didn't leave him for being overbearing or too much, like he's always feared, then he must be able to say it whenever he feels like it. (so he does. whenever they're alone and it hits him especially hard--which is so often. and it means just as much each time.)

18. Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

they work at the same place and eat lunch together so i don't think either of them really feel the need to sneak in little notes like that? but i think if they were on different teams or in different workplaces, it would be kiyoomi making their lunches and atsumu sneaking in notes. kiyoomi opens his box, ready for the meal he made that morning, and finds something sweet from atsumu alongside it. i think it'd be very funny and also in character for atsumu to write down bad puns and stupid jokes and useless pieces of advice and slip them into kiyoomi's lunch. the idea of kiyoomi reading things like that at a workplace where he has a reputation makes atsumu laugh, and the actual reading of them makes kiyoomi laugh.

#ask #sakuatsu #kiyoomi sakusa #atsumu miya #sorry for the mini fic lol. not what these ask games are intended for but. yeah. i'm just like this.

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booksandchainmail · 1 year

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Pale 6.1

very funny that after spending the last arc trying to wrap things up quickly enough to get back to school, this arc is called "Cutting Class"

“I’ll hold off,” Lucy said. “See how Durocher is as a teacher. If she’s good, I’ll take that language class. Then we can share notes.”

if they're planning on only attending in the summer, they should split up as much as possible, and then will have notes to go over during the school years

“We know. And Verona and Avery,” Chopsticks said. “I’m Yadira Kennedy, that’s Kassidy but we call her Kass, and that’s Raquel Musser.”

oooh, looked through the student guide and Musser is descended from the school founder, and presumably the sibling she doesn't get along with is the one with multiple familiars I thought sounded interesting

“You’re going to have to try awfully hard, Raquel,” Kass said, sitting back against the bench. “You’re not a boy, and only boys get the best of what the Mussers have to offer.”

and that would explain the sibling dislike

“Do you know who get even less than girls born to the Musser family?” Raquel asked. “Venomous little bitches who attack their friends to try and look cool for strangers.”

my initial assumption was that these girls were friends, but I'm starting to doubt that. Adds a little less weight to them commenting on the Kennet Trio being close

“Okay,” Yadira said. “I’m getting up, I’m sitting between you two, and you two should stop talking to each other until after class.”

i feel so bad for yadira having to deal with this

“I have bound an Other to a certain course of action. Many, in fact,” Mrs. Durocher addressed the room, with a slightly different tone of voice. “Bound them to servitude. Bound them to hunt and kill a threat. Bound them to refrain from hurting people.

: | there's a wide range of morality there

I’ve bound humans in many of these same ways. To their word. In chains.

:| :| :|

So, let me ask you… what is binding? What is it to be bound? Are you bound if I invite you to my office here in the school, other people arrive, and you can’t find a polite moment to leave? What if you find yourself staying five, fifteen, or thirty minutes longer than expected? Is it me and my status that binds you? Social pressure? Convention? Is it yourself? We use the term ‘bind’ in so many ways, but we really mean one thing. Taking control of another.

this is an interesting way to look at it. I'd primarily use "bound" in a practice sense to refer to some kind of magical constraint (circle etc), or I guess to refer to being bound by a promise. One of the things about magic in the otherverse is how much of it focuses on more mundane methods (often using karma or subtle practices) over direct force. Alexander's control over the school gives him power, as do Bristow's renters. And since the spirits watch everything, it's matters more if you can weaponize social convention.

absorbed by a Compiler Error and extruded, brain damaged, into the nearest appliance or container…

this is the one that would get me

Early in our lives we learn not to touch hot things. That is a fundamental lesson we carry with us, but sometimes we must learn for ourselves, and it doesn’t matter how much our mothers tell us or warn us. My problem as a teacher is that to be responsible and kind I must instill upon you that no, this is not something where I can say stay away, do not touch, and let you make your mistakes.

oh she's absolutely going to put them through an incredibly dangerous practical demonstration

My other apprentice and his Fiancee are taking lessons with Alexander, so it really is up to him and the collective of you.

this also seems like a test for Amine

Variants on the Compiler Error include the Overflow Error and the Resource Error.

at least they don't have to face the dreaded segfault

Positive bindings will not be an affront to the Other. [...] They do, however, make good starting points for negotiation. In essence, we make the Other feel at home. Lucy took note of those, deviating from the focus on the three Others as she thought about Kennet Others.

Could be useful in not torching their relationships with all the Others of Kennet if they have to bind someone?

“Isn’t Kennet a hallow?” Avery asked, hushed. “Some of the same ideas,” Lucy whispered back.

oooh that's a neat way of looking at it

“What if I say I’ll shoot you if you let any monsters loose? Does that bind your actions?” Lucy asked. “Seems a lot more manageable than dealing with a random monster that scares even an expert practitioner.”

clever. and very funny.

Even though this didn't end up working out, I feel like Lucy should get some credit with Durocher for thinking of it. It was going along the same lines she wanted students thinking of ("I can't fight those creatures") and taking an out-of-the-box approach. It also seemed like a good application of what Durocher was saying at the very beginning of the class about non-practice forms of binding.

#booksandchainmail reads pale #pale #wildbow

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[A thudding on the roof of the scam van can be heard, and upon opening the back of the van a Dustox with a scarred wing flutters in, settling down on the mattress and allowing two (2) packages to be retrieved, one addressed to Marny and the other to Ray.

The package addressed to Ray is wrapped in a brown paper and string, but has had yellow markings that are vaguely reminiscent of their tattoos doodled on it in what looks like yellow marker. Inside there are a variety of fruits and berries, a chocolate bar, a tin of what look like homemade gummies that have a sweet-peppery scent, a bundle of lavender colored incense and a completely unsuspicious jar of pecha flavored poffins. There is a note attached.]

Ray,

I was out at the market district this morning and I thought I might put together a bit of a care package for the two of you, since I've been wanting to mail something anyways. Just my way of saying I've been thinking of you I suppose.

I have finally finished a bit of a project I've been working on ever since that first time I saw you in the scam van. I see how much stress that motion sickness puts you through and I though maybe I could find some way to help with that. the gummies are made with that meganium tea, and I've been doing a lot of testing to try to find the right dose to calm the nerves and effects without adding too much in the way of drowsiness. Well, unless that's what you need. It's one for the nausea, two for sleep. I was hoping perhaps this might help with the nightmares too, as it does for me, but you'll have to get back to me on that.

It's also much easier to get a wide variety of fruits and such here, it's been a very interesting experience, so I picked up a few more unusual ones for you. And of course everyone deserves a treat now and then, yeah? I heard the poffins were good as well, so I thought I would send some too, do let me know how you like them.

Yours,

Amy.

P.s. The incense is for Nerve. I thought you might be running low, so i picked some up. I hope it's the right kind.

[A letter is sent back in return. It is sent on harbor mail—likely left over from when they were spending time in Slateport. Inside the envelope with the letter itself are a few pressed Kalosian flowers and small clippings from old local newspapers. They're mostly cutouts of the pokemon photos and drawings within.

The letter itself has a few tear stains on it. Seems someone got a little emotional.

The letter reads as follows:

"Amy,

Thank you. Thank you so much. I was running out of incense to burn, and this will definitely soothe things until I can find the herbs needed to make my own again. I'm sure she would love it. If her spirit still carries on these winds, I hope she can feel it. It seems to help quite a bit with the shadow effects too. Funny how, even in passing, she still helps me breathe.

I'm a bit nervous about these gummies. Not just because of your cooking skills, but because I don't know how I'll do with them. I remember I had a much stronger reaction than either of us expected the first time you gave me Meganium tea, and though I don't remember much after that, I at least had your arms to wake up in. Still, I suppose medicated gummies are more of a science thing than a cooking thing, so I guess I'm going to have to trust that it'll be okay. Because you're the scientist. Maybe I can get Marny to supervise whatever happens. She could be your long-distance lab assistant. :)

I think all of us deserve a treat here. Things just keep happening all the time. Poffins are an odd find in Hoenn, but I'll be sure to get back to you on those. I'm holding onto Marny's package right now for when she gets back. She said she was going to visit her parents, insisted I should stay here so her and her new Honedge could bond more. It makes sense, I guess. It's incredibly protective of her, and having me tag along to her family's house could cause it more stress than I care to inflict. I'm still worried about her, though. I trust the Honedge to fight for her, but I'm worried that it might not be experienced enough to defend her in case something goes wrong.

I'm going to go out for a walk. I need to distract myself, and besides, I'd feel bad about spending all this time in Kalos without sending something good back. Maybe I could battle out the funds for some treats. You deserve those too :)

Clear skies be with you,

Ray

P.S: Please give Jester the biggest hug for me. She deserves it.]

#rayanswers #pokeblogging #pokeblr #pkmn irl #edelweiss petals

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Guys I finally typed out the genie au thing! Sorry this took so long to complete, my brain decided not to cooperate with me. @all-things-fandomstuck here it is!

"Hey! What brings you to my store today?" A chipper voice asks.

"Hey Cindy, how's the business been going for you?" You look at Cindy, who's currently at the counter wearing her usual smile.

"Been pretty good, actually. Got five more customers! How are ya?" She leans forward on the counter, holding herself up with her arms.

You grab a bag of some cute clear glass ball charm pendants with tiny decorations inside, tiny stars, tiny seashells, tiny hearts, and other tiny stuff. You hold them up in the light to test their shine, and they passed. You walk over to Cindy, handing her the bag so she can ring it up. "Yeah, been doing well. Where'd you get these?"

Cindy smiles. "My sister Anne gave 'em to me. They're a real beauty, aren't they?"

You smile. "They sure are." She bags up the bag of glass balls and hands them to you. "That'll be a hundred bucks!" You look at her in shock. "A hundred bucks? You're kidding." You're already taking out your wallet though. It may be a lot, but you're willing to pay for it.

"Yeah, I'm just messin' with ya. It's only 3.99" You look inside your wallet, and somehow you only have 5's with you. You pull one out and give it to her, watching as her smile turns playful.

"My, my, five dollars all for little ol' me? You're just too kind." She puts it in the cash register and starts pulling out some change, but you're feeling generous today. "It's okay, you keep the change."

She looks up at you with a bit of shock, but her smile quickly returns. "Thanks, you're a real star, y'know that? Have a nice day darlin'! Maybe next time I'll bring you some cookies from the bakery!" She waves at you as you leave, you wave back. "Bye Cindy! Have a nice day, I'll be looking forward to those cookies!"

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You're looking for any shiny or antique looking things in a new part of the forest that you've somehow never noticed before. It's kind of weird how you've never seen this part of the forest despite looking through it your whole life, kind of like it just appeared out of nowhere.

But that had to be wrong, right?

Yeah.

Even though you don't remember ever seeing a tree that thick in these words before, or you don't remember seeing that type of flower here before. Youre sure you just missed it, maybe you were too busy looking for things to add to your ever-growing collection to see it.

Yeah, that has to be it.

Never mind that this part has a lot more shiny things than you would normally find in this forest, or that you thought you've already scavenged this forest at least a hundred times by now. It's just your mind passing tricks on you again-

The light breaking through the many leaves of the many trees lands on two lamps. The lamps are very dirty, they've lost their shine. Well, not completely. You pick them up and examine them, they feel rough and bumpy, but that's penalty just from the layers of dirt it has. You bet that you have the cleaning supplies necessary at home to make them look brand new!

It's kind of funny, they look like the lamps people say genies live in. Not that they were ever true, it was all just stories for children, genies don't actually exist.

You internally joke about driving them and getting genies, it's a fun thought. You'd probably kill them with your indecisiveness though.

You decide you'll clean them when you get home. Putting them in your satchel, you think you hear a tiny voice.

No, that can't be right. Just your mind passing tricks on you again, it's always been a problem. You continue your search through this part of the forest for anything else to add to your collection.

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Once you're back home, you go too the room you keep your collection in. You used to keep it in the corner of your room, but when it got a little to big to fit in your room without making you have to parkour to get to your bed and closet, you decided to move it to an empty room instead. It's kept growing ever since without any problems for you.

You pour everything from your satchel onto your sorting table (yes, it's weird, but you like to be organized with this). The two lamps go out almost last, knocking everything else off the table.

You sigh and pick everything up and put it back on the table, seeing where in your collection they would fit best and putting them there. You found an unusually large amount of stuff today, so it takes longer than usual.

Eventually you look back to the table to find only the two dirty lamps. You pick them up and bring them to your garage, where you keep all your cleaning supplies. You look around for the cleaning rag you normally keep here, but you can't seem to find it. It somehow takes around 20 minutes to find it, but once you did, you got straight to work.

You were determined to make the lamps shine again. You drown the lamp in the cleaning solution and squeeze out excess water (it makes a little mess but that's the fun of it) and pick up one of the lamps. You start scrubbing all the dirt and grime off, it comes off easier than expected. There's a noise, like a swirling sound, but you pass it off as one of the neighbor's TV.

Once you're done with the lamp, you start cleaning the other. And just like the other one, the dirt and grime come off very easily. The swirling noise comes back again as you scrub.

This whole thing only took about 3 minutes, surprisingly. You turn and put the rag and cleaning products away when the same swirling sound comes back, this time louder. It kind of sounds like it's right behind you.

...

You quickly turn around and are faced with... quite the sight.

There are two people (half ghosts?) in your house. One of them is yellow with triangles decorating its head, making it look like the sun. Its face has two colors, separated by the crescent shape. It has red ribbons with bells on both of its wrists. It looks at you with some beautiful blue eyes.

The other one is blue, with something atop of its head spotted with yellow stars, making it look like it has a nightcap on. It has the same crescent shape on its face, this time with white and black colors. It also has red ribbons with bells on its wrists. And it's staring at you with some gorgeous red eyes.

...

WOAH WHAT THE-

They notice each other and look at the other with shock. They look back at you with a mix of shock, confusion, and maybe a little bit of anger? "Who are you?" The blue one asks you, yeah, he's definetly a little angry (probably more than just a little).

You must look so stupid right now. You're so flabbergasted you can't even speak, so you just stare back at them with wide eyes.

The blue ghost-human-thing seems to be getting more impatient. "I asked, who are you?"

You take a deep breath. "..I.. uh... Who are you?"

The blue one growls. The yellow one seems very uncertain about something at the moment, looking back and forth between you and the blue thing. After a moments of silence, the yellow one speaks. "Hello, I'm Sun. Your... genie."

Genie!?

Your eyes are wider now. "Genie? No. T-that can't be right. Genies don't exist!" You gasp, breathing seems to be getting a little harder.

"Oh yeah? Then what the hell are we?" The blue one growled, you gulped.

Okay, so genies are real. No biggie, right?

...

"Who are you?" The blue one asks again, a little harsher. You take another deep breath and tell then your name. "Uh, who are you?" You try to calm yourself, but the way he just glares daggers at you is not helping in the slightest. You've started fidgeting with your fingers now.

"Moon. Your genie. What do you plan to do with us?" You furrow your brows in confusion. "What?" He groans and Sun answers instead.

"What are you going to do to us? What are you going to use us for? What are your intentions?"

What?

Before you can even open your mouth to answer, Moon speaks. "How did you find us? What do you want, to take over the world?"

"I- What?" You can barely catch what they're asking. They're firing questions at you at the speed of light, and your brain is still processing the fact that genies exist.

Sun speaks. "Don't act clueless. You wouldn't have gotten two genies for nothing. What are you plotting?" So they think you're evil or something?

"What? I didn't even know you guys existed! I-I thought genies were just fairytales!" You're starting to feel a little offended, these guys saw your confusion and shock when they appeared, and they somehow think you're going to use them for... whatever evil things?

"Oh really? How did you magically stumble upon two genie lamps then?" Moon crosses his arms. You huff. "I was looking through the forest for anything to add to my collection, then I saw your lamps together. They were dirty so I-"

"Together?" Sun interrupts you. He doesn't look like he believes a word you said, neither of them do.

"Yes, together. I saw your lamps dirty, and I thought maybe if I cleaned-" And you're interrupted yet again, this time by Moon, go figure.

"Our lamps would not be together. Two genie lamps are never together. You're just saying that to appear innocent, we don't-" Now you interrupt him (see how that feels).

"Oh well that's too bad, because I actually did find your lamps together. Whether or not you believe it, it's the truth." You cross your arms.

He grumbles something about disrespect (as if he didn't interrupt you first) and Sun sighs. "Well either way, you still have two genies now, so you'll get to make your wishes. But there three very important rules." He spoke that last part to you as if he was speaking to a child, even holding up his finger while doing so.

You sigh. "Yeah, I know. Now wishing for anyone to fall in love with me, no wishing people back from the dead, and no wishing for more wishes." He looks surprised. "How did you know?"

"Because everyone knows that. It's in the children's fairytale books." Sun now looks completely lost. Moon, on the other hand, just rolls his eyes. "And we're just supposed to believe that? How do we know you didn't just do this before with another genie?"

Boy, is he being annoying right now, but you must stay calm. Calm. "Listen, as I said earlier, I didn't even know genies were real until I met you guys. How would I have done this with another genie and still not believe genies were real?"

Sun seems to be understanding, if only a little, while Moon still seems unconvinced. Moon opens his mouth to say something, but Sun speaks before a sound comes out of his mouth (thank god).

"Well, let's not fight for any longer-" Moon interrupts him. "Fighting? Who's fighting?" Sun pouts at him. "Stop interrupting us! Where's your manners?"

Moon scoffed. "As if you didn't interrupt this genie catcher earlier." Now you scoffed. "Genie catcher? I told you I just found your lamps on accident!" "Pshh, yeah sure. As if we're going to believe that-"

"Stop fighting!" Sun held his arms out between you and Moon, as if separating you from each other, even though you were already like 5 feet away from him. "Look, whether you like it or not, they found our lamps and rubbed them. Now they're our master, so we have to stick with them until they've used up all their wishes." He sighed and turned to you with a kind smile. "So, what will your first wish be?"

Your anger and annoyance was totally lost now.

Right. Wishes. Forgot about that.

You chuckle nervously. "Yeah, uh, I don't actually know what my first wish is." You start fidgeting with your fingers again. Sun's smile remains kind, and it doesn't look forced either, that helps you feel a little better.

"That's okay, we can help you with that. What's one thing you've always wanted? Or something you want now? A new pool? New house?" Moon seems to have relaxed, well, no. He just doesn't seem angry or annoyed anymore.

"You want a new car? Can't promise we'll give you a good one." Sun nudges his arm. "Can't promise he'll give you a good one." Sun chuckles, as if this was a normal occurrence. Maybe it was, who knew what it was really like in those genie bottles.

"Uh, I don't really want any if those right now. I don't actually know what I want, I'm fine with my life right now.." They look at you weirdly.

Moon starts questioning you (again). "So, you have no idea what you want for your first wish at all? You slowly shake your head. He groans and covers his face with his hands.

You start to feel a little bad. "Sorry, I'm kind of... very indecisive." Moon stays with his face in his hands while Sun's smile falters a little.

Well. Guess you'll be stuck with them for a while... Actually, it's more like they'll be stuck with you for a while...

#genie au #AAAAAAAAAA #it's finally here!#i finally got it out!#my brain bad #hope you like it #idk if its good at all #moondrop #fnaf moon #fnaf sun #sundrop #my writing #i guess

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genuinely funny watching antis like Vinnie swirl the toilet on curious cat. "You don't think they'll pander to THOSE PEOPLE"

"No, I do not think they will pander to THOSE PEOPLE!"

well first of all, Vinnie, you just don't think. you never have. you compulsively hate-react.

so of course you're not going to suddenly apply the brain matter the universe gave you to recognize what's happening here.

you're right.

they're not going to pander to us.

The story is FOR us.

They might pander to YOU. Throw a bone or two on the way.

But it's not pandering to develop a series for your largest demographic, sorry sweetheart.

again. believe it or not is up to you. if you want to miserably scream all the way down the same hellhole when you denied the market testing and denied the confession was happening or denied the omissions or denied the original ending contents, or you and wiki even on PAYROLL fucking up about the script because mine was newer and you cried fake, we can repeat this fucking rodeo. like it never seems to click with you guys that when I say this shit, it's not because I want it, it's because it's what's happening or happened. Like there's some real object permanence issues with all of you guys.

just like 2p0 forgot he claimed this wasn't about dean's evolution learning from his parents only to jackassedly tweet that a blatantly named episode is about learning from your parents. No shit, sherlock?

Your previous covid butchered finale was never intended, never wanted, and is a mortal embarassment to the crew. It's not hard to take the skeleton it was and actually put substance on it. And that substance is what has you all shitting your pants, because you know, you just want to convince yourselves and each other that you still have a reason to be here. Because if you don't, everyone that's warned you for the last 5 years that you're money wasting hated cunts has been correct there, like about everything else.

But deep down you even know that. Because y'all celebrated and thanked covid for fucking the finale. You're just trying to neuralyze that out to feel enduringly relevant. Covid's over sweetie.(well, effectively. functional sets are working just fine, sparing a few weird exceptions that keep shutting down--) We're finishing it now. And this version gets a full series instead of an episode. Thanks for that, covid!

again. *you* might get pandering bones, but this show is *for* us, by us, get it through your thick heads. And while you're drilling through that titanium low volume shell, reach in there and plant in some acceptance that Jensen is included in Us.

Us includes the tarot and pagans you hate that are being hired and collaborating with set coordinators to design it to the exact alchemy on my blog for years; the graded lodge members arranging rare layouts you'll never understand, but we do. Us includes the gay rebels that are here to burn it down in rainbows, the creole people that are happy to piss off shrill white culture cunts while dancing in feathers, tits out if it offends you; Us includes the writers, Us includes the crew, the majority fandom, it's Us. Not you. You're not the people this is being given back to.

Catch a clue from jib and marketing and rainbow heads and whatever the fuck else, jackasses

they hate you, i'm not kidding, they literally hate you. the only thing they like you for is your money. this isn't fuckin parasocial, it's not a fucking assumption. It's not me playing connect the dots. It is me telling you to your face that they fucking hate you, whether you accept it or not.

"Hate" may be a bit strong, make you even feel like you have power. but it's an apathetic hatred. The kind you wad up and throw in the trash and move on. The kind you shove down your garbage disposal and move on from. you're the gnat infested fruit. so will you get it over with and go instead of swirling the drain and giving jensen even more fodder from your monitored feed to piss you off with?

this entire thing is even taking a highlighter over the cosmogenics that blows your bad soulmates interpretation out of the water, but you're not smart enough to figure out how yet. This. entire. thing. you're going to hate it 100x worse vinnie than you hated late Supernatural. I promise you.

honestly [checks notes] weird it's almost like this was written specifically to piss certain people off and destroy their bad talking points by closing canon in on them. wild. wonder who would do that or had enough thumbs in fandom to figure out what bad talking points needed sniped.

like. it's so wild. from where it's going with the grand big moments that will set Vinnie's head on fire to this just meticulously dismantling all the bad talking points in heller fandom i criticise. amazing. wild how that's working out. like where extreme cas and dean stans spun john around into headcanon extremes against each other, and weaponized that shit instead of acknowledging the generational trauma story echoing through cas and dean at the end--allllll those videos i had and all the hate i got from hellers too and here we are--... WOW!!! ...must have a lucky charm huh

Your lone hero is Robert Singer, the one motherfucker Jensen magically opted to NOT bring back. His retaliation against Dabb and Berens' method of using his own laziness and absence against him and overwriting him and Eugenie caught by covid managed to stamp it out under covid, but guess what. we have a different production house now, assholes. it's not his game and there's nobody to even appeal to above Jensen beyond the CEO. And everybody's pissed.

now sit down and enjoy your gay ass deep dish overwatched by DC execs like Glen Winter and Renee Reiff, head of the gay asses telling you to sit down at DC and Marvel before here.

y'all really think this man built this whole all powerful Out In Hollywood featured fuckin production company and build up all this shit even with open rainbow marketing accountable on main just to rug pull people, because you guys are such nasty incompetent people you would do something like that, but jensen isn't gonna career suicide to make a bunch of weirdos that might sexually exploit their own kids on a weird corner of twitter happy.

Checkmate, bitches.

i told you like a month ago

it's over. it's well past stopping. deal with it and

#had to add bc goddamn #do you guys get it yet #genuinely lmao #2p0 blease add it up #i told you this is above your paygrade #jules paygrade #buddy #you guys think this is just robbie's revenge?#oh boy

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fruiteggsaladit · 5 months

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Concept for a canon-complicant yyh fanfic, and some character analysis of Yusuke and Kuwabara in Genkai's tournament:

Genkai, at the end of the preliminary eliminations of her tournament for a disciple, having one round that doesn't consist of strength or logic, asking the contestants,

"Why are you here?"

The concept came to mind and then I found it compelling. Giving the contestants an explicit opportunity to describe their circumstances of why they have come here, after they've already succeeded in a number of trials before the actual matches. Some having been so focused on making through this that they're stumped by the question, regardless if they have their life story ready or not. Some refusing outright to describe a story, and instead leave a statement. Others are ready, perhaps thinking that this is another test and so they must have the most compelling story to tell for why they deserve learning from this great master before she dies.

It's a compelling concept to me because 1) it gives opportunity to give easy dimension to background characters and give more crunch and texture as foils to our main characters of this section, and 2) it's fun to make emotionally constipated Yusuke who is only here for a bribe, and easily-embarrassed Kuwabara who just came here for advice and for some reason* didn't leave when the lady is obviously busy and he's not interested in the position. Also gives these characters opportunity to hear and react to what they're hearing! If they admire the stories they hear or what is left unsaid by another, or if they dislike them for that! Yusuke and Kuwabara also know each other before-hand and it's fun for me to force them to air out their thoughts or feelings.

It would be funny too, if after some stories about tragedy and some of glory, to get to Kuwabara, who is a little impressionable (he is moe that way), and perhaps gets very self-conscious about the fact that he came here by happenstance and then just didn't leave.

* it's tempting to say it's Yusuke... but no, he came here on Shizuru's suggestion, and despite his lack of saying so, it appears that in the manga he makes a gesture of "well I guess while I'm here...". There's of course the social aspect too, of having arrived at a big gathering and then being the only person who leaves. What if someone sees him?? Urameshi's there too!!

Option 1) He omits what he thinks is embarrassing to say and lies a little. Option 2) He tells the truth: his senses are getting distracting and his sleep paralysis is getting worse, and he wants to seek a professional about this. It was his sister who told him to seek Genkai, but he didn't know there was a tournament.

I think Option 1 would leave Genkai knowing he's lying or omitting something, and it's up to the writer if this is significant to her or not. I personally think it's very in-character of her if the question is just for her to get a feel for the people present and there isn't a right-or-wrong answer to her question: even a lie is acceptable.

Option 2 would leave her more impressed maybe. It takes guts to admit you did something to go with the flow or because you didn't know how to leave gracefully. Kuwa looks surprised when he got the red lot, he might have expected he could have gained an easy exit if it was white. So, he's baffled when it was red. And then it was games, an area he's very comfortable with, and likely got caught in the groove. Which is also a little embarrassing to admit! "I forgot I could leave," haha! But it could also lead up to Genkai outright asking him, "Do you want to leave?" and Kuwabara would be put on the spot again if so. Depends again on the writer if she asks him and he does intend to leave, or if she doesn't ask him and he's once again kinda "forced" to go w the flow, or if she asks him, he says yes he wants to leave, and then she tells him "Too bad, it's too late now!" either for the kick of it or bc she knows too that Rando is somewhere in this crowd.

When I imagine the order of Kuwabara or Yusuke first in regards to when that question is directed at them, I end up starting with Kuwabara bc Yusuke is the protagonist and it's ultimately him who ends up as Genkai's disciple: it feels like good tradition to build up to his answer. That and, while being a kuwameshi stan, building up to Kuwabara feels too "wifebeamy" to me. Too much potential for "woah kuwa is so inherently good he should have some cookies for that" when this is too early for that. Or, it doesn't feel like the right time for me for such a moment. Too easy a moment for me, might be to someone else's tastes though?

Next is Yusuke, who came because of his job but primarily because of a bribe! He does not expect to get chosen, he was really hoping he'd get eliminated early, he doesn't want to get chosen, he's also uninterested in the serial murdering demon Rando! Though, when his watch broke, it probably made reality kick into gear for Yusuke, to realise that yup, that serial killer is right here on these grounds. Makes it a little harder to leave now that he's got confirmation.

He definitely doesn't have a story ready. When Kuwabara asked him why he's here, Yusuke responded by evading the question: "I've got good reasons, unlike some people." (anime, eng dub) - or turning it back around on Kuwabara: "What are you doing here?" (manga, viz eng translation)/"You tell me why you've come here!" (anime, eng netfx sub) / "Right back at you, what did you come here for?" (my own rough translation of the Japanese dub) / "そういうおめえこそ何しに来たんだよ" (Japanese dub and sub, might have an error on my part!)

Options: 1) lie. 2) tell the truth.

Interesting how in the English dub, Kuwabara comes across as giving up his reason for being here to Yusuke without prompting. Yusuke dismissed him just a moment earlier by implying he didn't have a good reason, "I have good reason, unlike some people" before he even got to hear it! It was not an invitation to chit-chat. Kuwabara next comes across as too-surprised-to-be-defensive-so-he-just-explains-himself. "You think I don't?" In the manga and the Japanese dub especially though, he comes across to me as surprised that Yusuke asked him about him at all. "Why are you here, why did you come?" "M-me...? Well, the truth is..." Very funny to note here is Yusuke's face as Kuwabara describes his predicament. With the English dub, it came across to me as "Of course his powers grew," like he's exasperated with having had a direct hand in Kuwabara's spirit senses developing more (but also in general having an effect on the world by participating in it however directly or indirectly and being annoyed he affected something he didn't mean for). In Japanese, it read to me as "Oh yeah that's my bad..." Kuwabara notes that this spirit sensing is affecting his fighting in the English dub, and in Japanese it affects him being unable to move (referring to sleep paralysis? I've heard some things abt Viz translation not being the best but it's what I have). And it makes sense then why I read Yusuke's reaction a little differently then? Because one interpretaiton of Kuwabara was about his fighting, the delinquency, the fun and mutual violence for the sake of fun and for some self-fulfillment in oneself and with one's fellow friends. The other is directly about his own health, physical and mental. "Of course that happened to you," "Oh yeah that's my bad..."

Yusuke might mind or might not mind just coming out and saying he's not interested in winning. He does have a small interest in this though, because before the watch-compass exploded, Rando the serial killer was kind of a far-off concept. After the explosion, it feels a lot more real, perhaps. He becomes more invested in looking at his fellow contestants, even sizing up Kuwabara to decide if this Kuwabara is real or if he's always been a demon but in hiding.

In the manga he's impressed enough by Genkai roaring at two men (from Kyuushu mind you, hello 90s-that-still-prevails-today rascism and classicism) that he reconsiders wanting to win for the sake of getting stronger. "Skills powerful enough to strike fear into the hearts of demons! Those would be worth having! Guess I'll stick around after all... and win this competition!"

In the anime, in Japanese, it comes across more like he understood now why yokai would be after Genkai and her powers. Espcially because prior to this he was very exasperated with Genkai being an old woman. And then he goes, "Right! I still have to figure out if Rando is in this group", and bing bong the watch breaks.

Lie or tell the truth? Saying out loud that there's a demon present would be very foolish. He could lie, and same instance as when I babbled on about Kuwabara potantially lying, Genkai would know he's lying or not telling the whole truth.

For some reason my gut is telling me she would not accept a lie like, "I came here because I genuinely wanted to" from Yusuke as much as from Kuwabara! I like to think that she senses something familiar about him that reminds her of herself, which makes her less forgiving of him lying or being hesitant about his true motives in front of her. "I know what you fucking are, don't try me," kind of reaction? (I refuse Genkai seeing any similarity to Toguro within Yusuke.) I also like it a little bit that Genkai relates to Yusuke even before the discipleship begins.

Many dislike the parts of yyh where Yusuke wins by accident or luck. I like this abt yyh actually! It feels very in theme and points to more tragic aspects, that it was indeed luck that prevented him from dying. It invites more reflection, sadly many end up at "it doesn't feel earned" and stop examining things at that point. Yusuke can be clever and strong, but he's also very lucky. It's especially prevalent in the marsh section of the latter part of the tournament. All the more reason, I think, for Yusuke to give some kind of answer that makes Genkai react or go "that one!! ... if this wasn't a tournament based on skill I would consider that one strongly."

It would truly put Yusuke on the spot! Probably very similar feeling to Takenaka at best, Iwamoto at worst, but more unsettling because this spirit energy martial arts master is a stranger to him. Maybe he feels it's unfair! Maybe others in the tournament are also baffled.

Could this paint a mark on Yusuke's back? If Genkai kept that in mind, would she still ask that, or would it be reflexive of her to make Yusuke speak a truth? Depends on the writer.

And then Genkai reveals that no one was eliminated in this "test", she just wanted to know them a little. Though this might not be in-character for her as the individual character, I prefer doing that in favour of strengthening whatever themes or motifs I might notice.

#long post #yyh things #genkai #kuwabara #yusuke #yyh fanfic #<- im terrified of this tag might delete that later but im thinking of it like tossing a message bottle into the sea

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I just sent you a ask so feel free to ignore this one if you want but I was thinking if you could write something pre relationship for scarecrow, where he made a new formula and needs someone to test it on and the reader offers themself willingly to do it. I would like this to be fluff If you want.

Thanks, and your stuff is really great!

Nah, I'm not ignoring asks unless they're uncomfortable. I tried to write it as a short fic hope it's okay with you Smiley Anon.

Ok it took longer than it should but I like end effect.

Scarecrow pre relationship

Jonathan after spending nights in lab finally found new formula. Problem was he needed to test it before throwing it around the city. He could kidnap someone or throw it at some low crooks but the best way to get information is to ask person after gas wears off how it was and he doubled someone would tell him that. Only option left was payment.

Having this in mind he went into Gotham trying to find someone crazy enough for it. He didn't want to go first to one of those scummy clubs, not only the atmosphere bad but people wouldn't look at him with good eye. So he went to second place with most desperate people.

He stand behind trees looking at college he worked at. He tries to remember which of students he heard had money problems when he hears them.

"What are you doing Jonathan?" Y/N went towards him looking funny at him.

"Quieter or they will see me."

"Sorry, sorry. But why are you here in first place? They will call cops if they see you."

"I just... need help and this seemed like place to get it."

They turned their head. "Help?... As in toxin?"

"Yes, new formula and I need to ask questions after using it. You know how they're always need money, we can help each other out."

They just looked at him for a moment. "When do you need it?"

"Earliest? This evening if possible."

"Hmm, in that case I guess I can help with that."

He gave them a look to make sure he heard them correctly. "You want to be subject?"

"I helped you before, how's that different?" They put they hand on tree next to his shoulder and smiled.

" Trying fear gas is bigger than just hiding evidence.'

"Eh, I'm willing to try."

He had to think it through, no one else would be as eager to help plus their his only... friend. It was most rational decision.

"Alright.. come to my home around 6pm."

"You got it. Better get out security is starting to walk around here."

"Oh for the love of-" He started getting as far as he could from there when Y/N just chuckled to themself going back to the building.

"Ok, you're ready?"

Y/N nodded and soon after a fear gas was leaked to the room. On other side Jonathan was looking out to make sure everything went according to plan. It started normally, with smaller pupils and tics but soon Y/N grabbed their hand which seemed to show more ticks effects.

Soon they let out a short cry while while holding it and he realized that it caused them pain. If it was real or just their brain making it up so he wrote it down.

"Jon, stop it..." He stopped writing when he heard it. Do they want to end experiment or..?

"Stop it!" They hide between their hands trying to block something out. He wasn't sure what to do. He got few new points but he wasn't sure what else could happen. Then he heard sob and he made a decision.

The antidote was implemented to the room neutralizing toxin, after that that he went into room with mask and took Y/N out. He sat them on couch and wrapped them in blanket.

He let them took few breaths before taking out his notebook.

"Alright, so what did you see?"

"You."

Did made him grip pencil harder but didn't let them see it.

"You gripped your arm like it hurted you. Did it really hurt?"

"I'm not sure. It really hurted back then but now it didn't seem that way. But I feel some type of ghost pain."

He wrote it down. "It's possible your brain was tricked into hallucinating pain and still can't decide if it really was there. Fascinating."

There were few typical questions after that, after getting answers he just put notebook down. He turned his eyes towards them still shaking. He pulled out his arms to grab Y/N hands. They looked suprised at him while he massages their hands to calm them down.

It seemed to work as Y/N was relaxed.

"Thank you for your help Y/N."

"Anything for you Jonathan."

He ignored warm in his chest and just kept going.

#scarecrow x reader #smiley anon #pati writes

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spaceorphan18 · 2 years

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Glee Musical Retrospective: Endless Love (Ballad)

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Sung by: Will Schuester and Rachel Berry Original Artist(s): Diana Ross and Lionel Richie

So - we all get on Will for his creepy performance choices (as we should) but something that I think is sometimes missed is the fact that a lot of these choices, mainly in season 1 (afterwards it's a whole other issue) are done for comedy. You're supposed to laugh at the cringy awkwardness of it. It's supposed to be a bad song choice.

It's funny to me how often this concept is missed when I see lists of 'worst performances'. A lot of them are supposed to be bad. It's where the humor comes from.

On another note - this performance feels like an excuse to have Lea Michele and Matthew Morrison sing together. It's weird that we haven't heard them sing together, despite a majority of the performances featuring the two of them. (As an aside - I'll be glad when we can get out of the thicket of early season 1 so we can look at other people's songs!)

I'm trying, and failing, to come up with another performance that has voice over going on through it. I'll have to make note if I see it again. Personally, I think the voice overs from everyone watching, and even Rachel and Will, are kind of hilarious. It makes an otherwise somewhat boring song, into a rather comedic scene. I can see why Glee shied away from doing this going forward -- performances mean iTunes sales and moments to let the characters shine, but we're still in a somewhat experimental stage of the show.

Story Analysis

Jumping into the story - yes, Will, this was a bad idea. I just can't with the amount of bad choices Will makes as a teacher. I don't think this is anywhere near his worst, but maybe it's not a good thing to sing a love song about undying love to a teenager.

This song's main purpose, though is setting up the comedic crush Rachel is going to have on Will. Putting it through the lens of comedy is a way of showing the audience that it's not at all trying to say that there's any great love story starting here. The staging, Will making sure something is always between them, the close ups into the camera and the exaggerated looks are all done for comedy.

I especially want to point out what's going on with Rachel - because while Will's exaggerated looks of horror as it dawns on him that Rachel is becoming infatuated are amusing, Lea Michele has the more difficult thing to sell. Rachel becomes kind of crazed during the song.

Rachel always embodies the performances she sings, but usually, they're alone. Now she's singing a duet - with someone whom she deems vocally acceptable. And she's getting caught up in the lyrics -- the /endless love/, the lyrics about staring deeply into another person's eyes -- she's falling in love with the idea the song is presenting, not Will himself.

Rachel is almost cartoonish in her actions. But she's also probably the youngest she ever seems. Her 'romances' with Finn and Puck, so far, have been taken much more seriously - since they're at the same level. But the fact that Rachel's sudden infatuation has been dialed to eleven is another indicator that we shouldn't be taking any of this so seriously.

I should also note that this song is about 'endless love' - which adds another layer of ironic comedy. Rachel's crush on Will is fleeting - only lasting less than 40 minutes. ;) And in general - teenage crushes, and even relationships are rarely things that stand the test of time. So the idea that Rachel's singing about endless love to someone she's never going to have a real relationship with is also a comedic beat.

A couple of other story notes:

I love the inner monologues of other people. It goes to show that most people are thinking of themselves, and not about the performance at hand.

The fact that Kurt is thinking about singing this duet with Finn -- and the fact that he's more preoccupied with what part he's singing over who he's singing with. It's a nod to the fact that Kurt has a crush on Finn, but it's not something that will ever seriously develop into a real romance.

Puck without underwear. Ew.

Finn thinking about Rachel's butt - a nice nod to the Finchel subplot that hasn't really been developed in a while. And of course Quinn knows. Quinn is always trying to be ten steps ahead of everyone.

Halfway through - everyone in the background uses their phones as lights -- except Kurt, who is texting instead of paying any attention.

The looks at the end, especially Artie's disgusted look, crack me up.

Technical Thoughts:

I don't have too many big thoughts, so another bullet list!

Matthew Morrison and Lea Michele are both Broadway trained vocalists, and I think it shows. Their voices mesh well enough that the song flows nicely. However - it's very generically sung - so that it's less about any kind of real emotion, and more about the awkward comedy of the moment.

The staging is great, and I really have to hand it to Morrison and Michele for some great acting in this scene. They're literally mugging into the camera as they sing, and Michele especially, is incredibly affective as Rachel.

Is that really it? Yeah, that's kinda it.

Fun Fact: Matthew Morrison and Lea Michele dated for a hot second before the show started. You're welcome for that image in your brain. ;)

vs. The Studio Recording: As usual, we get the full version of the song. It's clean, and as I said above, their voices blend very nicely. But, as a personal opinion, without the comedy of the scene, it's a somewhat bland cover.

vs. The Original Version: Did you guys know this was used as the main love theme for a movie called Endless Love? I just read the description of the movie and... wow. It sounds terrible. But - more interestingly, it's about a couple of teenagers who feel like their love is endless - despite the guy being a wacko. I do appreciate when Glee goes in for the deep cuts.

The original was sung by Lionel Richie and Diana Ross - who at least give the song some personality. Glee doesn't venture too far from the original arrangement. But honestly, the song, in general, sounds like something you listen to while waiting at the dentist office.

#the great glee rewatch #so's musical retrospective #glee music

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I gotta toss you Morred. I think that there's a lot of untapped potential between "curious-to-a-fault Chaotic Little Guy artificer" and "curious-to-a-fault Chaotic Little Guy alchemist", and I want to watch the world burn -@alma-draws

OK. THIS IS AN INTERESTING ONE.

They'd be great friends if not for Morreds past. Anything more? God FORBID. Feds needs calming the heck down not hyping up MORE!!

I gotta start adding readmores to my walls, bear with me.

There's some hangups here, so this is probably not what you are expecting from my beloved boy at all - I said in another ask but Fedsy has MASSIVE issues with the nightmare court and their experiments, considering that's why he's a little messed up himself.

If he found out about Morreds background, (Which he most likely would due to his reputation and also activating a rant by asking him about the dream) your guy would be getting 50 types of sarcastic bastard instead of the fun "ooh, what does this do" type.

Morred would proooobably be able to see him lose that enthusiasm and put that barrier up halfway through a conversation if he's astute enough. Can't say Feds recognises it himself since, well, obviously it’s just part of who he is. You are going to have to build his trust and it is going to take a WHILE but he’ll linger anyway because he just wants to know things. Is he your friend? no. maybe. He’s stood 5ft away scowling at you and watching you work but cannot resist pointing out any mistakes you are making or asking about something he finds interesting. He's sulky about this and his apparent lack of self control in terms of just ignoring the guy. He can approach you but you can't approach him or he will THROW KNIVES AT YOU. He needs to pretend he has control here and isn't following an impulse and dealing with so many thoughts inside his brain at once. Shelter cat energy.

There are many sides to Feds; he can be a little volatile, mostly as the story progresses. Sorry Morred. You have to prove yourself. Cause some problems for the right people. I think, eventually, Feds would just start testing him with increasingly chaotic suggestions as for how to enhance his work alongside Feds abilities. He could be tempted to say he’s okay with certain things if he sees the person or their abilities would be of use or interesting to him, but. He’s not. He’s grumping inside his head. maybe plotting. Befriend him fast before he decides he's had/learnt enough and tries something against you. um. If he saw One Thing that just GOT him he would flip, despite potentially treading the line before. He would go feral. Idk, not a Morred example since I'm unsure what exactly he'd do, but if you kicked a dog. you are literally going to die now. He’s on a case by case basis and very emotionally driven.

To be honest even if they were enemies I think it would be funny as hell. like. Feds is attacking him (again, does this once a month). They both see something cool. Stop fighting for a moment, or see something worse than them. both kill that together in SECONDS. Ok cool. Start fighting each other again. everyone is terrified of them. I think they’d have a really volatile friends/enemies/friends again/ work colleagues now/ DIE/ hey nice outfit where did u get that/ relationship. Nobody gets involved they're just like no yeah this is how mesmers make friends its fine its normal.

I like to think they’d eventually end up as friends. feds gets over some stuff. They both do. Maybe. They band together. I dunno, I feel they'd lend themselves well against the mordrem- Feds would happily spend so much time trying to figure out how to turn everything in that jungle against its own, but he really needs someone to help utilise that research. One time they accidentally made a dagger that heals people as soon as you stab them.

Also.

There's no way Fedsy doesn't admire his flair for the dramatic at least a little. He'd bounce off that. 2 theatre kids doing science what will they do.

#a lot of this obviously depends on how morred responds. but #this was INTERESTING and excuse the chaotic writing. fedsy has a chaotic response #morred dude you are properly activating his anxiety stop it hes already stressed hGFBHJB #ocposting #silvpost #fedsy #morred #ask game #THANK YOU FOR SENDING IT IN! god only knows how many words this is lol

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zxvtrpnljhfdb · 11 months

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I fucked up BIG

I had my usual rant all prepared for the afternoon when I fatfingered it. I hadn't blocked my ex on my main account so that they could communicate with me about their dog, who's staying in the apartment while they're out on their....... whatever staycation.

The detective was supposed to be by tomorrow, but they were able to come out after I got off work. So they served my ex with the warrant for the computer, but I don't think they were necessarily able to get a warrant for the hard-drive, which my ex took with fOr SoMe MySteRiOuS rEaSOn.

Anyway, just before they came through, my ex had stopped by to get the dog. They forgot their keys??? I've never seen them forget their keys. I just gave them the leash, dog attached, and the dog did the rest.

Finally, about an hour ago, their new plaything brought the dog back. She is seriously sick. I hope it's not contagious.

Anyway, so my dumb ass was all crowing about how amazing my life has become--I have a stable employer, I've had a really stable living condition. I don't think my partner necessarily meant to give me that self-esteem boost, but I deserve it. We have had money to pay rent every single month. And in large part, I owe that to myself. Now, there were a few months where she did carry us herself. She does deserve that little credit. Those few months were awesome. This place was so fucking clean. There were even a few months where we both worked. Not at all sure where the fuck all that money went to.

I was also stupidly, stupidly crowing about how the fertility situation was actually good, I'm just concerned that the sperm was bunk.

Then, like I mentioned, I mentioned the cops coming to literally solve our dispute over the computer. It was mostly coincidence that she was apparently coming back, keys in hand, to supposedly return the dog, and she ran into the cops.

I put all my fucking cards out there in this stupid blog post. I can't fucking believe she got it open or up so fucking quick. All I can fucking hope is she navigated away from it before she could record it. But that's a slim hope.

I have been so fucking sleep deprived this week. I'm really happy between the depression and my hormones, things are going better for me physically, because otherwise these last few weeks, I'm not sure how I would have been able to handle things. In the about hour between the time they called to say they were on their way, and the time they arrived, I actually passed the fuck out and I was so fucking groggy when they got here.

The camera gal took pictures of e v e r y t h i n g. And I am not even remotely proud of how this place looks, it is abso-fuckin-lutely trashed. It is so embarrassing. It's still gonna be a dump when I'm fully out.

I filed a TRO. Between this and the CSAM issue..........I see soooooooooo many hours in court in my future.........

That my ex finally blocked me is of truly cold comfort. It is not that hard to make up new accounts to keep an eye on people. Even if I cut and dyed my hair and posted a whole entire thing about a negative pregnancy test, I've shown that I can apparently lie pretty goddamn well when I feel unsafe. Or, sorry, apparently, according to my ex, I don't feel unsafe. I'm making it up for attention.

False, but, potayto potahto, right? I have plenty of reasons to feel unsafe around my ex. I'm no longer of any value to them with someone more malleable and with more money around. They've pointed a gun at me so many times, but like hahaha like funny don't be so serious take a joke. Her first response when ending it was to clear out the bank account of my money. Money that I earned. Money that was supposed to go to rent and utilities for the person who earned it. Instead, she high-rolled her fucking vacation with it. But oh, I guess she really needed it more than I do.

So yeah, this high likelihood of pregnancy could turn out to just be really good evidence that the engines just need some actually functional sperm and she still wouldn't believe me. I wouldn't be safe.

So I at least need a restraining order.

Anyway, I need sleep. With this level of stress, I probably am going to have to try again later. With all the fucking harassing and lying and bullying, I wouldn't be surprised if it did get fertilized but my uterus was just like, nope! My eyes are struggling to focus so I'm out

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