DannyMay Day 17: Temper

vlad blackmailed danny into babysitting his cats (Maddie and Maddie) while he’s out of town. danny is not very happy about that so his temper’s kinda bad with them

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Okay pls im just getting into tgcf and the names are soo confusing 😭

Could you pls list tge names of all the important characters with like a short nite on who they are?

Pls?

I don't know more than the white one and the red one plsss

I know the names are confusing! I actually highly recommend you buy at least the first volume of the novel if you're able. It's readily available in English (even the tiny chain bookstore in my small town mall has it stocked). And it has all this information in a glossary in the back. Some of the alternate names for characters are major spoilers, and there's just like...a lot of characters, so I'm not gonna list them all, but I'll do a few:

In short, most characters have a name, a title, and then whatever assorted nicknames other characters give them. And sometimes alternate names for secret identities. I'm assuming here that you're watching the donghua, so I'm mostly talking about characters who have appeared there so far.

Xie Lian - the guy in white. Also called Xianle in heaven (mostly by Jun Wu.) Xianle was the kingdom that Xie Lian was once prince of, and to quote the glossary:

His title Xianle is a multi-layered nickname. "Xianle" is Xie Lian's official heavenly title and also the name of his kingdom. "Xianle" itself can translate to "Heaven's Delight," which ties into Xie Lian's "Four Famous Tales" moniker, "The Prince Who Pleased God." Jun Wu referring to Xie Lian as "Xianle" sounds professional and businesslike on the surface (as Jun Wu generally refers to gods by their heavenly titles only), but it deliberately and not-so-subtly comes across as an affectionate term of endearment.

Basically Jun Wu is calling him his little Meow Meow. 😂

Hua Cheng/San Lang/Crimson Rain Sought Flower - the red guy lmao.

Spoilers below this point!

Feng Xin/General Nan Yang/Nan Feng

and

Mu Qing/General Xuan Zhan/Fu Yao - These are those two guys who follow Xie Lian around complaining in the first season while going by the names Nan Feng and Fu Yao. They're pretending to be sent by the generals, but they actually are the generals in disguise. They're also the guys who Xie Lian dropped a bell on and destroyed the palace of when he reascended at the start of the first season. There's a whole bunch of backstory about the three of them.

Jun Wu/Emperor of Heaven. What it says on the tin. Top dog god.

Ling Wen - tired library lady who surprisingly turns out to be part of a trinity of douchey frat bros alongside Pei Ming and Shi Wudu.

Pei Ming/General Ming Guang - playboy guy who broke that lady's heart in season one and then she turned into a crazy ghost. He's the one who is interrogating Xie Lian about his boyfriend stabbing Pei Ming's great-great-great-great-great-great grandsomething at the start of season 2

Pei Xiu/Little Pei. The aforementioned great-great-great-great-great-great grandsomething

Shi Qingxuan - our beloved gender-bending Wind Master.

Lang Qianqiu/General Tai Hua - that kid sleeping in the meeting at the start of season 2. He's about to get real important. He was also a crown prince before ascending, which is why his servant calls him Taizi Dianxia (big fancy Your Royal Highness kinda title) and makes Xie Lian do that whole sad thing where he looks up and then remembers no one calls him that anymore. 🥺

I mostly get repeatedly confused by Feng Xin and Mu Quing's alternate titles. They're frequently mentioned together and I keep mixing up which general is which and which disguise is which, even though their actual identities are easy to separate lol.

perpetual novice

hey blog, i've thought about you every day since i made you, and i couldn't quite settle on what to feed you next, but like, whatever!

at this moment in our arena, please welcome me and my haircut (!!) and the girls on tinder and jane: an abortion service, plus the sophie lewis book on my nightstand I could practically draw "z"s above, (that's my bad.)

blog, I'd like to take the time to say that I've been feeling vulnerable when it comes to queer dating! because obviously, but also because of perceived external judgement from within the community, ow. looked in the mirror my therapist held up for me and saw that I'm much more comfortable with my gender than my sexuality, after being asked to spell it all out. this is, not in terms of definition-- we're solid there-- but praxis. and i think this is because gender is something you can do more fully alone in your bedroom. sexuality is too, but at least people can demand more than your word for it. right? haha

yeah, been falling in love with this unreal image of a gay relationship i have in my head. eye contact and shit, you know. and more 'equal' stuff, including but not limited to a kind of greater understanding and intentional kindness. still really mad about the patriarchy, who would've guessed? bunch of guys were talking with my one man professor, who is great, in class today and i started thinking about barnard, lmao. and i think that's fair--- not that i should be concerning myself with the look of the opposite*, but worth saying, i guess. it's fair to be feeling done! rahhhh (there's obviously so much more going on here re. my anger with men but I will not [yet] divulge to my baby blog) *i.e., worrying about looking like a feminist that's "unfair"

anyway, if i could make a mood board, which i cannot without getting frustrated, for my current passionspace, it would contain the following: lots of soft pinks, purples, and dark grey-blue, the end of "parachute" by caroline polachek {starting at "closing in"} (what a mother figure), splashed puddles of water, this specific capricorn-themed mug with hot tea, 'full surrogacy now', BLÅHAJ, my noise-cancelling headphones, masculine clothing, flowers of the wild variety, tissues, PLL (got such a crush on spencer), the quote "finally there's a way to be both free and safe", 'bottoms' promo art, and other elements to ensure cohesiveness.

so it's almost sweater season, team. i've gotta take my winter stuff out from under my bed-- an event which i'm already planning catering and lighting for. figured out that i'm the type of person that needs to remind themself to light candles, etc. an entailment of the great bath bomb revelation from years past. <- solid me lore

on a similar note of control: craving leadership of late. i want to run shit so bad. god i'd be so good. the dog sits in me, unbarking and chained. looked into theatre production opportunities, ended up feeling that thing i haven't quite found the right way to express yet... degrounded? fucking sucks is what it is. when you go too far up the imagination slide; a kind of altitude sickness. so maybe i won't be doing tech exactly but soon i'll have another full-time job. lol. that'll be cool. hopefully i can make shit happen. feel myself have an effect on the world.

🎶 it's time to be a big girl now 🎶

i wish i could better articulate my current thoughts on "'girl' stuff," especially as its been coming up in the dumb discourse recently... i think i'm too online. well, now I have to go finish typing up my geometry homework in an itsy bitsy coding language I've caught onto-- for extra credit!

the door? the gate? no, just kate 9/18/2023

p.s. god i fucking love caroline polachek's music

💿Sun 13 Dec ‘20💙

Happy Birthday, Fine Line! Have a Louis show! (Seriously, why can’t I get cool shows for my birthday like that??). So today’s been a busy week, huh? 

It is, of course, Fine Line’s anniversary, and the celebration kicked off last night, with a twitter emoji (it's Harrrry! Doing the FL pose so so tiny!) and the DYKWYA website changing. It’s pink and black and blue and white, and now tells us that we’re “loyal” and “marvelous” and “memorable” and “powerful” and “rare” and “real” and “staying six feet apart” (or 70 other lovely options). So either HSHQ got their thesaurus out, or they tuned into Louis’ show last night, because that’s EXACTLY how I would describe it. Anyways, the day started with a Harry sighting! Well, a video from last week that is, of him doing a MakeaWish FaceTime in a blue snapback. And then there was a Harry Lambert interview, where he directly addressed the discourse around Harry’s fashion choices, saying, “Harry will never wear something that he doesn’t want to wear...I always say, 'I‘m not doing my job if I’m making someone wear things' because I just think if someone gets comfortable in what they’re wearing, then it doesn’t matter if I think it looks good.” He went on to say, “There’s never an element of me forcing him to wear anything”. So - TAKE THAT, transphobes! We all recognize that saying “the mean gay man is making Harry look gay/genderqueer” is, uh, a REALLY bad take, right? Anyways, hopefully that’s the end of it, but we all know it won’t be. He also told us that Harry chose the (fake) pearls, asking “can I just wear these every day?” and they were only replaced with real ones after that strand broke, that he tried to get H out of the Vans for the Golden vid but he said nah, and about the Golden and WS videos “I kind of saw it as the same man just in a different place in the world” which, well- yeah? But the implication that that man was not Harry is interesting. Aside from that, we got some more terrible merch from HSHQ (including a shirt that is a glove with legs stuck on it, wtf), a few celebratory tweets from HSHQ, The Forum, Jeff Azoff (there's a theme here lol) etc, AND! A post from Harry himself: “I couldn’t be more grateful for you all continually finding new ways to change my life. Thank you for listening, and for everything else. I love you always, but especially today. H”. What? That’s his name, isn’t it? 

But, of course, H wasn’t the only one celebrating online today! Louis came back and answered some of our questions about the show. The first is that he sold over - are you ready for this? - OVER 160,000 tickets for the show, making it the biggest online show of 2020 by a solo male artist, and the third largest overall of the year. Even the Sun had to admit how “exceptional” that is, describing the show as "the equivalent of eight nights at London’s O2 Arena." Doing the math, this means he raised over $3.1 million from ticket sales alone! HOLY SHIT! Hearing that, Louis came on twitter to say (in reply to a quote by his PR company lmao), “This is truly incredible. No major label, no radio, yet here we are. The feeling of support I get from you all every time I do something is unbelievable. Forever Thankful! And they never see us coming!”. Of course, this incited another round of label discourse, wondering if this means he is still an unsigned artist. Does this simply mean the livestream wasn't put on by a label, yes, does Louis absolutely know about the discourse and is he being deliberate, I would also say unmistakeably yes. Which is not to say we know ELSE it might mean -- is he signed to an indie? Still label shopping and waving how much more they need him than vice versa in the hopefuls' faces? Signed but the contract doesn't start until there's a record in play (which when you negotiate your own contract and establish artistic freedom, as we can be very sure was Louis' priority, is what labels DO - they don’t manage every aspect of an artists career)? Signed by a major label, but shading the FUCK out of Syco about radio play for Walls? What we DO know is that it wasn't a label that put the livestream on, and damn if that doesn’t make it 1000% more badass. “Memorable”, “powerful”, and “rare” indeed! He’s still early in the process of LT2, as he told us yesterday, so we might have to wait a little longer to figure out what’s happening business-wise, but he made sure to tell everyone that his fans were an integral part of his processing the most inspiring way possible: “the power and the magic comes from the people you guys,” I COULD CRY that's MY inspirational leader THANK YOU. He goes on to say “don't undermine your role in all this... together with your support we're unstoppable!” He also called us “fucking relentless” (god knows that's true) as Walls hit the charts AGAIN, and talked about how the money raised will go a long way. “WE did that!!”

And with that, let’s talk a little bit more about last night’s (“bold”, “extraordinary”) show! ‘‘Copy’ is making its rounds on the internet, but YouTube continues to take down recordings of the show, which SUCKS, because everyone should be able to see it! Maybe in a few days when some time has passed, they’ll let it go up without an issue, or maybe they'll answer our pleas (come through one more time Louis!) and put out a DVD (and live album too how about, YES? Yes.), til then there are the downloads going around tumblr! Good thing we got Louis' seal of approval or just imagine the discourse. The ‘H’ shirt Louis was wearing last night is a Reebok shirt, which was being distributed in a few different places, such one where you could get a discount if you used the code ‘HL40’ and another where it was $28, lol. Was it the loudest Louis shirt ever- I mean I would say an unqualified NO but many are voting YES and are reeling so that's really fun! Welcome to the gang guys. Not likely to win any awards for being loud with such incredible competition but still very good SBBing-- Louis was wearing a stuffed bear t shirt in rehearsal pics. When you know you know, I guess! ;) The band is also soaking in the praises (as they should!) and have been re-posting fans’ stories on Instagram all day (as did LTHQ) - cheers, boys! 

Today’s Liam and Roman alarm was ALL us (well, not allll us, Roman did explain that the alarms would feature fans every Sunday, but then he handed the mic over). “Waking up to Liam and Roman is the best thing EVER! I don’t know why it gives me so much serotonin,” said one fan. I do! It’s because Liam is a real, live puppy dog and he’s so genuinely sweet to his fans. Love him lots, but I love him even MORE when he’s ON the advent alarm!

i’m ready for the concept😏

a/n: this is probably a lot softer than you expected. lmao sorry was in my feels when i wrote this. anyway’s here’s a lil expansion on this post

warnings: there’s some mentions of sex, but doesn’t really go super deep into it. it’s also unedited so bear with me <333

“What’s this?” Grayson asks, tracing along the bee on your ankle, a tiny yet delicately shaded piece of art.  You look up from where you’re laying in his bed, lying naked under a blanket. Most of your legs are still exposed, showing off the tattoos you’ve been keeping hidden due to a rare LA cold spell.

“S’for my childhood dog. Her name was Honeybee.”  You mutter, voice heavy with sleep. The sun hasn’t even risen yet, but somehow Grayson is up and full of energy. He had gotten up a while ago, doing whatever to keep himself occupied while you drifted in and out of sleep. He eventually found himself perched on the end of his bed, watching as your body slowly rose and fall until his attention was piqued by the dark tattoo on your ankle. 

“Didn’t know you had tattoos.” 

“That was like the first thing you pointed out when we met.” You snort, remembering the day you two had met. He had loudly asked about your tattoos, wanting to know if you could recommend him a new artist in LA. He was more than happy with his current artist, just needed a cheap excuse to talk to the pretty girl standing in front of him at Whole Foods. 

As you’re taking a trip down memory lane, he’s pulling at the blanket covering your bare body. You whine lowly, body slowly covered in goosebumps from the cold air as more dark marks are revealed. 

“Yeah, just didn’t know you had this many.” His eyes are wide, taking in most of the details he had missed last night and sees your body is covered in different ink portraits. Some are small, most of them are large and he makes a notice how you keep most of them in places that can easily be hidden. 

The first one he asks about was actually one that he noticed the night before. They were red devil horns on the apex of your thigh, right on the edge of your pelvis. He had made a note to ask about it before beginning to go down on you, and he brushes over it.

“That was my first one. My friend used to charge people to get shitty stick and pokes in the school bathroom, and I was her first ‘client’” You air quote around client, memories coming back of rushing through your hour lunch and hiding anytime an attendant walked by. You cringe now at the choice and how you proudly showed it off to anyone who asked you the next period, feeling so mature and badass.  “I was 17 and so lucky it didn’t get infected.”

“Stop that.” You giggle as he continued to brush over it, tracing the small horns with the tip of his fingers. “Tickles.”

He stops, moving up to the larger piece on your ribcage. It’s a portrait of Medusa, face cracking as if she turned herself to stone.  Her eyes are left bare, and there’s almost something hauntingly beautiful about it, expression ready as if she was planning on turning you to stone herself. 

“Same friend, actually. She ended up becoming a professional artist.” You yawn, head drooping back down onto the pillow. You keep talking with your eyes closed. “She needed a test dummy for a larger piece, and I trusted her. It actually came out really well.” 

Grayson nods, taking in the detailed line work of the snakes and the shading of her cracked cheekbones and nose. 

“We match.” He can’t help but point out, eyes giddy as he pulls up his underwear to point out his own Medusa tattoo. You take in the naked woman on his upper thigh, snakes covering her hair and lower half. 

“Didn’t peg you as a bush guy.” You joke, sitting up to trace over his tattoo like he does yours. He sharply inhales, and you smile, making a note of that in your mind. 

“What else?” He asks. 

You turn over on your stomach, flowers adorning your left shoulder. 

“It’s my brother and sisters birth flowers - Roses for June and Marigolds for October.” Those were your favorite, though you rarely admit it to anyone. A permanent reminder of your roots, bringing your siblings wherever you went in life.

You roll back over on your back, and he moves up to sit on your upper thighs, still scanning up and down your body. You watch as his eyes zero in on your sternum tattoo. A rose wrapped around a dagger, almost as if the rose itself was a snake.  It’s placed directly in between your chest, and he brushes over it lightly, hand resting underneath one of your boobs. 

“Thought you would’ve noticed this earlier; specially with how long you spent staring at my chest last night.” You joke, tucking your chin unattractively to look down with him.  

“Was kind of distracted last night.” He flicks your nose up annoyingly. “What is it though?”

“I don’t know, got it when I first moved to LA. Was trying so hard to be edgy and cool.” He laughs and you lightly cover your face in embarrassment. “Don’t think it worked though.” 

“Definitely didn’t work.” Grayson’s still laughing and you left out a soft hey in protest, kicking his ribs lightly. 

He leans down, kissing the pair of dice above your collarbone. Their sides are up, both numbers marked at 11 and you answer before he asks. 

“My angel number is 1111, and matching dice are lucky so it just made sense kind of.” He nods, smirking at the way you start moving as he lightly sucks a mark right on top of it. 

You pout jokingly and the dark writing on your inner lip catches his attention. He pulls your lower lip down, rolling his eyes at the small Daddy tattooed along the inside of it. 

“Bad mistake, but still a good memory.” You explain. 

“Can’t believe I’m dating a girl with daddy tattooed on her.”  He jokes and it’s your turn to roll your eyes. 

“Don’t you have grind tattooed on you? Feel like that’s somehow worse.” He laughs while moving his hand as you pull down his lower lip to reveal his own questionable tattoo choice. 

“Okay, so it wasn’t the best choice.” He moves your hand away from his mouth before interlocking your fingers, bringing your hand to kiss along the vine wrapping around your wrist. He stops at the butterfly, kissing it once while looking at you expectantly. 

“What about-“

You shush him, laughing lightly as you put a finger to his lips.

“As much as I’d love to continue the tattoo tour, we’d be here all day. And honestly, a lot of them don’t really have meaning, just thought they look sick.” He nods, understanding what you meant. There’s plenty of tattoos on his own body that he struggles to come up with a deeper meaning, not always wanting to admit he just got them to look cool. 

“You know what this means?” You raise an eyebrow, shielding your eyes from the rising sun. 

“We’re getting tattoos together on our next date.” 

“A tattoo date? That’s kinda serious.” You tease, poking his side lightly as he lays back under the covers. 

“What can I say? I’m all in with you.”

Incorrect Haikyuu!! Quotes Part 2

Akaashi: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

...

Bokuto: I'm usually that person who has no idea what's going on.

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Yaku: I am very small and I have no money, so you can imagine the kind of stress that I'm under. ... Akiteru Tsukishima: Pardon the intrusion, but- Kei Tsukishima: On this moment or just my life in general? ... Hinata: Things have actually been going really well with Kageyama. Our friendship is in a really good place. Hinata: Last week I said, “Did you know the weiner dog is neither a weiner nor a dog?” Instead of saying, “Shut up, Hinata,” they said, “Okay.” ... Tanaka, to Nishinoya: I dare you to— Asahi (This also can be Daichi, tbh lmao): Nishinoya isn’t allowed to accept dares. Nishinoya: Apparently I have ”no regard for my personal safety” ... Coach Ukai: You’re a lying, cheating, piece of shit! You’re not the person I married! Takeda: Fine then! We’re getting a divorce! And i’m taking the kids! The Whole Team, Daichi pushing the monopoly board away from them: …maybe we should stop playing ... Nishinoya/Tanaka/Bokuto/Kenma, dumping out a shopping bag full of Lunchables onto the table: Tonight, we feast. ... Oikawa: Did Iwaizumi just tell me they loved me for the first time? Mattsun: Yeah. Oikawa: And did I do finger guns back? Mattsun: Yeah, you did. ... Kageyama/Iwaizumi: *accidentally hits Hinata/Oikawa in the face* Kageyama/Iwaizumi: *trying to decide between saying “I’m fucking sorry” and “are you okay?” Kageyama/Iwaizumi: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! ... Akaashi/Kenma/Tsukishima: You read my diary?! Bokuto/Kuroo/Yamaguchi: At first, I didn’t know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book. ... Ukai/Daichi: I am at a loss for words! Hinata, telling Tanaka and Noya later: Despite being lost for words, Ukai/Daichi yelled at me for the next 45 minutes. ... Yamaguchi: You're smiling, did something good happen? Tsukishima: I can't smile just because I feel like it? Kageyama: Hinata tripped and fell in the parking lot. ... Hinata, betrayed: You tricked me! Tsukishima: No, I merely deceived you. "Tricked" makes it sound like we have a playful relationship. ... Nishinoya: Rules are made to be broken. Daichi/Takeda/Coach Ukai: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Hinata: Uh, piñatas. Tanaka: Glow sticks. Kageyama: Karate boards. Yamaguchi: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Nishinoya: Rules. Daichi/Takeda/Coach Ukai:

... Store Worker: Would a Mr. Takeda please come to the front desk? Takeda, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem? Store Worker: points to Hinata and Kageyama Store Worker: I believe they belong to you? Hinata and Kageyama, simultaneously: We got lost :( Takeda: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me- ... Akaashi: Is something burning? Bokuto: Just my love for you. Akaashi: Bokuto, the toaster is on fire.

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Daichi: Tonight, one of you will betray us. Nishinoya: Is it me, Daichi? Daichi: No, it’s not you. Asahi: Is it me, Daichi? Daichi: It’s not you either. Tanaka: Is it me, Daichi? Daichi: Daichi, mockingly: Is IT mE Tanaka? ... Nishinoya: I’ve done a lot of dumb stuff. Tsukishima: I witnessed the dumb stuff. Sugawara: I recorded the dumb stuff. Tanaka: I joined in on the dumb stuff. Daichi: I TRIED TO STOP YOU FROM DOING THE DUMB STUFF!!! ... Tsukishima: Don’t weep for the stupid. You’ll be crying all day. ... Everyone in Haikyuu!!: Well, if you're not at least a little bit gay for your friends, then what kind of friend are you?

Healing Hands: Chapter 2

I promise I’m not this fast at writing, I’ve just had the first few chapters laying around for a while lmao. Reblogs are appreciated!!

Jasonette Sword Art Online AU

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Chapter 2: u guys r moding my night :(

There was chaos in the Wayne Manor. This was nothing unusual, of course, and today it even seemed to be surprisingly tame. But it was chaos nonetheless.

Timothy Drake-Wayne careened down the spiral staircase, catching himself with a well-timed front flip handspring, and skidded to a halt in the kitchen. Alfred briefly paused to look up from where he was preparing dough for a batch of homemade pasta, then offered the boy a smile and a greeting.

“Good evening, Master Drake. Dinner won’t be ready for another half-hour, I’m afraid.” Tim had opened his mouth to reply when a growl echoed from the nearby ballroom.

Jason Todd-Wayne sprinted into the kitchen brandishing a nerf gun. “There you are, replacement. You won’t get away with beating me this time.” He pulled back the reloader of the play-gun, making a threatening click ring through the kitchen.

“I’m afraid you are both late to the party,” Alfred calmly announced as he mixed ingredients together. “Miss Cain has been here for the past five minutes.”

Cass Cain-Wayne indeed poked her head out from where she had been perched beneath the bar. She gave her brothers a shit-eating grin and wiggled her fingers as way of a cheeky greeting.

Tim gave a groan as he and Jason begrudgingly handed some money over to their sister. “She cheats.” Cass stuck her tongue out at that. “Besides, racing you here was just an excuse to get my mind off waiting for midnight.”

“And because Alfred is the only one polite enough to actually listen to you rave about that stupid game,” Jason scoffed, sitting down at the bar to watch Alfred work.

“--thought I heard voices in the kitchen, oh there you are, little wing!” Dick Grayson-Wayne’s cheery voice came from the foyer, increasing in pitch as he spotted Jason and swept him up into a tight hug.

Barbara Gordon wheeled herself in not too long after, chuckling at the squirming Jason and delighted older brother.

Meanwhile Tim, who had taken offense to Jason’s insinuation, was reassuring Alfred that if he wanted the boys to leave him be he only ever had to ask. “It’s just that I’m so excited for the launch tonight, and you know B is too busy to hear about it.”

Jason had finally muscled his way out of Dick’s embrace as the latter’s attention focused on his youngest brother. “What launch are you talking about?” Dick asked, giving Cass a side hug.

“Oh, tonight is the release of this new VRMMORPG game called Mindscape!” Tim practically bounced as Dick came over to give him his hug too.

Dick gave Barbara a confused glance. “I know some of those words,” he nodded slowly. “So what’s got you so excited? Video games come out all the time.”

Tim rolled his eyes as he sat down beside Jason on the barstools. “Well yeah, but this game has groundbreaking virtual reality tech. Supposedly, the textures took five years and a team of almost 1000 artists.”

Jason put Tim into a headlock and said casually, “I’m surprised you haven’t heard replacement talking about this yet. He kinda won’t shut up about it.”

Cass nodded her head in solemn agreement while Tim struggled to get out of Jason’s grasp.

“Such are the woes of moving out.” Dick shrugged. “Sounds crash though, got room for one more?”

Tim finally shoved Jason off. “I actually bought enough passes that we can all play if you want,” he gave each of his siblings the biggest puppy-dog eyes he could manage.

Barbara snorted even as Dick pumped his fist in the air beside her. She wheeled herself up to the bar to pinch Jason, who was poised to jab his fingers into Tim’s sides. Jason yelped and glared at her as she said, “Sorry Timmy, I’d rather let someone else be the guinea pig for this new kind of tech. Besides, Dad will worry if I let myself get sucked into pouring too many hours into this.”

“Papa Gordon is a force to be reckoned with,” Dick attested earnestly. “Jay?” he prompted.

“Absolutely not,” Jason answered immediately. Tim was quick to protest. “But why? We could spend more time together! It’ll be good team-building.” Jason’s face soured at that.

Dick leaned in and stage-whispered, “Do I have to tell B to force you into family bonding? You know he’ll make you do it.”

Cass covered her silently laughing mouth with one hand as Jason threw his hands up in the air. “Fine, don’t get Bruce involved. I’ll play your stupid game,” he finally relented. Tim grinned at his win, then cast a hopeful look at Cass.

She pulled a face and signed No thank you. Better things to do than watch VR pornos.

Tim’s face blushed profusely as he opened his mouth to protest, but was cut off by Jason’s cackling. Even Alfred cracked a smile while he rolled the dough onto the ravioli press.

Once Jason quieted down, Tim crossed his arms and said, “Suit yourself. Looks like it’ll be no-girls-allowed anyway.”

“Guess we’d better tell Cassie that, Timbo,” Dick wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, which Tim elected to ignore.

“Speaking of suits,” Alfred said while seamlessly spreading filling in the ravioli and placing another sheet on top of the press, “aren’t you boys going to miss the premiere if it is indeed at midnight?”

Tim looked imploringly at the two girls. “You wouldn’t be willing to trade shifts for your favorite brother, would you?”

* * *

Wally West strolled out of the zeta tube and into the Justice League’s satellite, known to himself and the other heroes as The Watchtower. He was dressed in a casual NASA t-shirt and jeans, slurping a smoothie, and playing a game on his phone.

The sound of someone clearing their throat made him look up. He was greeted with the sight of his old team, Aqualad, Superboy, Miss Martian, Rocket, Zatanna, and Artemis, waiting impatiently. They were dressed in full hero attire-- he didn’t even realize Artemis still had her costume-- and looked to him expectantly.

“Hey guys, what’s poppin’?” Wally grinned and gave his friends a lazy chin jerk.

“‘What’s poppin’?’ Babe, are you serious? You told us to meet here ASAP for an emergency. So you can tell us what exactly is ‘poppin’.” Ah yes, his Spitfire. Artemis Crock still wasn’t afraid to give him a piece of her mind. But this time it looked like everyone else was on her side too, as they nodded in agreement with her emphatic air quotes.

“Oh, uh yeah, Mindscape is coming out tonight!” He set his smoothie down on the table. “I got us all passes and I’m super stoked for the launch. It’s got this super cool new VR tech that’s basically being released for the first time ever. I got the equipment through my internship, so we’re all set! You guys are totally coming right?” He made finger guns at his increasingly exasperated friends.

Artemis facepalmed. Kaldur’ahm raised his eyebrows in that I’m disappointed in you but I’m not going to say it way of his and said, “Wally, with you and Artemis retired from the life, understand that we took this to be a literal emergency and rushed to your aid. Do not abuse our good intentions.”

“Seriously West, I have a lot on my plate right now!” Rochelle Ervin was also, apparently, a little upset with him. “You could’ve said it was about a dumb game.”

The speedster tried to do damage control with some lighthearted humor. “Hey guys, stay whelmed. I get it, I probably should have given a few more deets about this very-much-not-dumb game, but do you know how many candy bars I had to eat to win these passes?”

“This is why you’ve been spending so much on junk food?” Oh, he was in big trouble with Artemis now. “You probably didn’t have to eat all of them, babe.”

M’gann M’orzz, Connor Kent, and Zatanna Zatara looked similarly annoyed. Well, the girls did. Connor just looked like his usual brand of annoyed, which was honestly a small victory.

“So...” Wally felt a little sheepish now, “who wants in?”

The rest of the group exchanged a look. Artemis was the first to speak up. “Well, you’ve already invested too much of our money in this to turn back now.” She walked up to him and poked a finger at his chest. “But you owe me so many dinners for this.”

He grinned triumphantly. “Deal!”

Rochelle spoke up next. “Me and my plate don’t need any more helpings, thank you very much. I’ll see y’all at the next team reunion!” She flew out through the zeta tube.

Kaldur clapped him on the shoulder. “If you need any assistance, I will be there. But for now I am running Atlantis in Aquaman’s stead while he is off-world, and I must return to my duties.” He then bid the rest of the team farewell and stepped through the zeta tube.

“Haha, he said ‘duties.’” Wally said once he’d left, then winced as Artemis smacked his arm lightly. Lightly for her. Rubbing his arm, he looked imploringly at his other friends.

M’gann and Conner looked deep in a telepathic conversation, which was just awkwardly intense eye contact for onlookers. Zatanna crossed her arms and sighed, “Fine, why not. I didn’t have plans for the weekend anyway. Lead the way to your chocolate factory, Charlie.”

Connor, having caught the tail end of the conversation, looked confused at the reference. He shrugged and said, “I’m in, could be fun.”

M’gann gave her friends an apologetic smile. “Sorry guys, my uncle needs help back on Mars. There’s tensions between the white and green martians again, and he really needs me there to get it under control.”

She gave Connor a peck on the cheek and left to board the nearby Bioship.

“And then there were four,” Wally said with a smile. “Now let’s go make you guys some avatars!”

* * *

Bart Allen could hardly contain his excitement. Scratch that, he couldn’t contain his excitement! “Bouncing off the walls” may be an exaggeration for most people, but he was not most people. Being the grandson of The Flash certainly had its perks, and being able to literally bounce off the walls was one of them.

The cause of his excitement, his friends Timothy Drake-Wayne and Wally West, had just called to ask if Bart wanted extra passes to the premiere of the biggest video game of the decade. And uh, yeah duh he wanted them! He already had one he’d bought for himself, but bringing four extra friends? So totally crash.

He opened up his phone and pulled up the group chat titled Badass Babes.

CrashBandicoot: hey bitchez n babez (u kno who u r), u ready 4 the best videogame of the yr to drop?!

BlueMenace: ese, do you HAVE to type like that?

WonderBabe: yea it’s super annoying

CrashBandicoot: gtta go fast babez

CrashBandicoot: now answer the question

GreenMenace: oh i heard about that! mindscape, right? isn’t it some vr game

CrashBandicoot: yes! nd i got extra tix, so come ovr to cave

GirlBoss: No can do, got research tomorrow!

MaleWife: you always have research bae. sorry little speedster, gotta drive the lady to work

CrashBandicoot: u guys r moding my night :(

BlueMenace: totally not a word but I’ve got you cariño, be there in an hour

WonderBabe: ah what the heck, I’ve got nothing better to do

GreenMenace: always down to whoop ur ass in video games

CrashBandicoot: u wish

CrashBandicoot: roy?

Ginger1 is typing...

WonderBabe: it’ll be fun! more ~mingling~ with kids our age

Ginger2: Hold on, give him some time

Ginger1 is typing...

BlueMenace: Roy, I can pick you up on my way in if you want

Ginger1 has stopped typing.

Ginger2: Um, he says he’ll meet you guys there

Ginger2: He may have destroyed his phone with his “non-typing” hand

GreenMenace: pog

WonderBabe: see u guys soon!

Bart pumped his fist, then ran at top speed to his boyfriend Jaime’s house, where it looked like he was doing homework. Seriously, on a Friday night? Bart had absolutely no qualms about whisking him into his arms and making for the nearest zeta tube.

“Woah Bart, I said I needed an hour!” Jaime protested.

Bart rolled his eyes. “Yeah, but you definitely don’t have anything due tonight, and we have to make your character online before the launch!”

Jaime just looked resigned as they sped into the zeta tube. He knew what he had signed up for.

can you write hc about tommy and the reader getting drunks together?

of course!! uhm before reading this, let me tell you alcohol is not your friend and it can cause unwanted situations (i wish i wasn’t talking from experience lmao) and i hope you like it<3

‘arthur and i realised something’ john blurted out during a family celebration and tommy raised his eyebrows, waiting what random thing his brother was about to say

‘yes we did, indeed’ arthur finished his whiskey and motioned to refill the glass

you smiled and looked at tommy, then turned to john, ‘what’s it, you drunkards?’ the man on your right pressed his lips firmly to stop the laugh escaping from his lips 

‘well, we’ve never seen you drunk’

‘me or tommy?’ you asked innocently, knowing john meant exactly you

‘i think you know the answer, love. we’ve seen drunk tommy a few times but you? you always look like you haven’t even finished a glass’ 

‘maybe it’s because i know when to stop, unlike you?’ you joked but they weren’t going to let you go

‘oh i saw y/n drunk’ ada commented and he got all of his brothers’ attention, ‘so did polly. not a scene you’d like to witness if you ask me’ she winked at you and you rolled your eyes, ‘that happened only once’

‘now i’m more than curious’ arthur said and you sighed, ‘what do you want?’

‘get drunk tonight, just for once y/n’ you opened your mouth to protest arthur but john was quick to stop you, ‘don’t be a pussy, y/n. we’re no strangers’

‘we are family, y/n. that’s a family celebration’ tommy’s voice came behind your hear and you gave up, ‘only if i get to see you drunk, too’

‘no way, i have meetings tomorrow’ 

you arched an eyebrow and leaned in to reach his ear, ‘come on, tom. it’s just a celebration between the family’ but something in your voice didn’t sound like you were family to him

‘get us whiskey’ you shook your head immediately, ‘there’s no way i’m getting drunk on whiskey again’

‘the usual then’ john muttered under his breath but you didn’t see the smile he was performing

the other shelby brother looked at you once arthur and john left to grab the drinks, ‘scared, are we?’ 

‘should i be?’ you teased back and he didn’t hide his smile this time, ‘i’m excited to see you drunk, darling’

‘oh, don’t get used to it’ 

you waited for a response but the brothers interrupted you, ‘there we are, ey?’ you glanced over the drinks and laughed, ‘beer and red wine? are you serious?’

‘i wouldn’t laugh if i were you, y/n. this little guy here,’ arthur stopped to point his finger at the wine bottle, ‘it can look harmless from outside but let me tell ya, it’s the devil’

then you clinked your beer bottles with tommy and started to drink. when they were empty, john grinned widely

‘here’s our special mixture. red wine and apple juice. you need to drink as fast as you can’ he pushed the glasses to the two of you and you nodded, ‘mind if i take a sip from the wine?’

‘here, help yourself, love’ john handed you the bottle and your face went sour after the taste, ‘if a dog tasted this accidentally, he’d go blind’ you commented and the brothers laughed together

‘i asked for the cheapest one for you two’ arthur said and you turned to tommy with your glass, ‘shall we?’

he brought his glass, too and you sloshed down your drinks together, the strange taste burning your throat as you swallowed it

‘for your information lads, i don’t feel drunk’ john smiled and filled your glasses with wine and apple juice again, ‘drink up’

you put the empty glass on the table and leaned back on your chair, realising you started to feel a bit sleepy

‘now it’s time for beers’ arthur gave you the bottles and you smiled, ‘i can’t believe you dragged me into this’ 

‘oi y/n, are you chickening out?’

‘just fill the glasses, john’ you said and continued to drink your beer, eyeing tommy and hoping he wouldn’t notice

‘i’m as sober as a judge’ he said eventually and you swear to yourself, regretting your action. ‘we’ll see’

then you went for another round of john’s secret recipe as they watched you curiously, filling the glasses as quick as possible

after two wine shots and your third beer, you felt like the room was starting to move around you slowly. you pressed your feet firmly and tried to stay still but then a hand on your knee made you freeze

‘you’re doing alright?’ tommy asked as you stared at his hand, the soft skin of his palm was the most distracting thing in your life

you wondered if his beautiful hand was really resting on your knee or were you just imagining? then he applied a little pressure and you knew it was real

‘yeah, i’m alright’ you managed to say and took the glass that was waiting for you on the table, ‘cheers, tom’

‘you finished the fucking bottle but i still can’t get what kind of drunk you are’ john said and you giggled, ‘is that why you wanted to get me drunk?’

‘i thought that was obvious’ 

‘you could’ve just asked me or ada, y’know?’ arthur shook his head, ‘it wouldn’t be that funny, y/n’

‘i’m the emotional type i guess’ john laughed, ‘oh, poor y/n’

‘i would say a mix of emotional and philosophical’ ada corrected you and everyone smiled with that, including tommy

‘i don’t think so’ you murmured but polly heard you, ‘what’s the meaning of life? what if god has abandoned us?’ she quoted you and you gave a deep sigh, burying your face inside your hands

‘i might question a few things, yeah’

‘hmm, let’s ask you a few questions then’ john suggested and asked the first question, ‘how do you feel now love?’

‘like i’m about to throw up on my own shoes’ you said and rolled your eyes playfully at him, proud of yourself for speaking without falling asleep

‘are you still seeing that guy from the factory?’ ada sent a threatening look to his brother but arthur simply shrugged and waited for your answer

‘well, he said he wants to move to the countryside and raise children but you know, not my cup of tea’ 

‘does it scare you, the idea of settling down?’

‘no, john. the idea of being misunderstood scares me. i’d like to feel in peace for once in my life but it’s just... he isn’t the one for me’ there was a silence for a moment but you broke it, ‘i thought you were going to make tommy and me drunk, why’s he not getting any questions?’

‘what do you want to know?’ tommy asked and you bit your bottom lip nervously, but the amount of alcohol inside your body blurred your mind

‘the new girl, was it grace? so, she’s the one?’ you forced a smile not to look as miserable as you thought you were and looked at him

‘no’ he answered simply and you could swear your heart skipped a beat inside your ribcage. john grinned, ‘christ, tom. that was a fucking long explanation, i couldn’t even catch most of your words’

‘there isn’t much to explain. i prefer someone who i see as my equal’ tommy stared at you while speaking but you were too busy studying the pattern of the carpet under your shoes

‘guys, listen. i’ll tell you something but you’ve gotta believe me’ you announced and when you got their attention, you pointed at the carpet, ‘look, it’s moving. the pattern is moving. i guess it’s making some kind of dance’

john and arthur burst into laugh immediately but tommy stared at the carpet, ‘y/n’ 

‘yes, tom?’

‘i see it too, i think it’s waltzing’ with that, ada and polly joined to the laughing brothers while you looked at the floor with full attention

then a sob escaped your lips and he turned his gaze to you, ‘what happened?’

‘nothing, it’s just... i saw danny’s wife today and she looked... she didn’t look well and it pains me. i used to know danny, i looked after their children and now, everything’s so different. i hate the war, i hate it so much. i hate how it changed all of you and i couldn’t help anyone. i should’ve gone to the nursing school when it all started’

the family didn’t know what to say as tears continued to fall down your cheeks, they stayed silent until polly suggested to go home

‘spend the night here’ ada said and you accepted, you didn’t feel good

as time passed, you found yourself sneaking to tommy’s room, ‘tom? it’s me’ you whispered and he lit the oil lamp

‘i... couldn’t sleep’ you said and he patted the empty place on his bed, ready to welcome you inside his arms

‘i’m sorry for bringing up the war’ you whispered once you were laying together and he shook his head, ‘don’t blame yourself, it’s not your fault’

‘i question a lot of things since then. the world, the people, the god... what kind of god lets something like this happen?’

‘maybe he’s just done with us people?’

‘but there are still good things in life, at least i believe that. there are horses, some good people, children, nature and then there is... you’

‘me? you think i’m good?’ you smiled and watched him, ‘i think you are beautiful and i know you’re good, tom’

‘i hope so’

‘now you know what kind of drunk i am but i have no idea about you’ you let your thoughts out and he smiled, ‘it depends actually. i’m mostly a sad drunk but a silent one’

‘but what kind of drunk are you right now?’

he licked his lips before staring into your eyes, ‘the kind of drunk that wants to kiss you so much’

‘oh, i thought i was family’ you looked at him innocently but he noticed the teasing in your voice, ‘you know, there’s another way to be a family’

‘stop there, shelby. you can’t propose me before i know if you can kiss me properly’ he smiled and moved on the bed, resting on top of you, ‘i’ll kiss you now, y/n. and one day i’m going to propose you’

Survey #457

“blue are the words i say and what i think  /  blue are the feelings that live inside of me”

Do you buy your lingerie at Victoria’s Secret? No. That shit is so overpriced and not for my size group. Would you ever use an online dating service? I never would again. Are you good at multitasking? ABSOLUTELY NOT. Have you ever eaten Frosted Mini Wheats? Ugh, those are so gross. What does your bikini look like? You think THIS bitch wears a bikini??????????????????????? Does age really matter in a relationship? To an extent, yes. How much does the last person you kissed mean to you? I honestly don't even know if I'd be here without her. Almost like magic, Sara popped back into my life right after I returned home from the hospital following my suicide attempt. She helped make recovery possible as a solid source of support. Do you use lotion? Not NEARLY enough. My skin is so dry; I need to. Do you believe in teenage love? I experienced it deeply and thoroughly, so yes. Have you ever sat on the roof of your house? No. Do you like Sublime? I like that one popular one of theirs. "Santaria" or whatever it's called? What’s your favorite movie genre? Paranormal horror, especially the "found footage" type. It's creepy to imagine it being actually real. Is there a celebrity that you’d be willing to have a one night stand with? If he was single? I know in my gut I would lmaooooo Do you want to live in your current town the rest of your life? OH MY GOD PLEASE NO If you found out today your best friend was gay what would you do? She's demisexual, so. She can like anybody. If you could get a pet for free today-what kind/what name? A tegu, because it wouldn't need an enclosure that I don't have. I'd let it free roam. God, I can only imagine Roman's reaction. How many people have you slept with? If you mean what I think you do by "slept," one. Do you ever wish you had a family business to become a part of? Not really. What’s the most gruesome way you could come up with to kill someone? Hunny, have you seen my dark RP????? The world best be glad I'm a pacifist lmfao Do you think anyone deserves to die that way? I don't believe in torture, so no. If you had to fight for survival, what would your weapon of choice be? A gun, I guess? I'd want something with range and that's quick. I wanted to say a bow and arrow, but preparing another arrow after shooting once could really cost you your life. Where did you buy your favorite pair of jeans? I don't wear jeans anymore. Do you have a large dog? We don't have a dog, period. If not, are you afraid of them? No, I love big 'ole puppos!!!!! I just don't wanna own a dog myself. Are you good at playing darts? Holy fuck no, I have NO hand-eye coordination. I once stabbed the guy at a balloon popping booth thing with a dart in the arm, if that tells you anything, ooooooooooof. Do you like breaded chicken sandwiches? YESSSSSSSSS omg Do your parents know that/if you smoke? They know that I don’t. Have you ever been under a blacklight? Omg so in elementary school, we did this thing once where we all washed our hands as best we could and then put them under some sort of light (maybe a blacklight, idk???) to see JUST how resilient germs are. You gotta scrub the fuck out ya hands, people. How many pounds do you want to lose? I'd rather not share a number, but a lot. What’s your favorite natural phenomenon? The Northern Lights. Do you snore? Very surprisingly for someone with sleep apnea like mine, I actually don't. How many people do you know with the same first name as you? Off the very top of my head, one, but it's spelled differently. I KNOW I know of a shitload more Brittanys, though. Is it possible you could be pregnant? Well, I haven't been intimate with a man in years and just finished my period, so like- Could you go a day without texting? I go most days without texting. Do you have a step-parent? My dad is remarried, so yes. If so, do you get along with them? She's EXTREMELY Christian, so her beliefs wildly disagree with mine, but I keep my mouth shut a lot just to keep the peace. She IS a very sweet woman, nevertheless, and am glad she and my dad are so happy together. Does your current/last job require that you wear a uniform? My last job (which lasted not even two hours lol) did. When will your driver’s license expire? My permit has been expired for like... two years. Do you live in an apartment? No. If the last person you kissed proposed to you what would you say? That's too wild a concept to even imagine. I'd probably ask if she was okay lmao. Would you ever get back with one of your exes? Weeeelp, I want to get back together with Girt. Pretty badly. Write a foreign word, and what it means: "Schadenfreude" is a German term that essentially means secondhand embarrassment, but it doesn't have a perfect translation. Is there an ex you think about everyday? Inevitably. That's PTSD, my friends. Who is the last person that you said I love you to, besides family members? Sara. What's the worst thing you have ever said to anyone? Something along the lines of "no one could ever love you like I do." It boils my blood just typing that; I considered even deleting this question. That quote right there is fucking manipulation, even IF I thoroughly believed it. Who was the last person to comment one of your pictures? I don't feel like looking. Do you tend to go for older or younger when looking for someone to date? It's weird, I'm into slightly older-than-me guys, but probably girls who are barely a bit younger than me. Have you ever been used? I don't think so. Have you ever not been able to get someone out of your head? Like I've said in plenty of surveys: Jason is probably a permanent fixture. But also as of the past two days, Girt's been living up there. I went from "hmmm I just don't know how I feel" to "FUCK I want to talk to him about how stupidly into him I am right this fucking INSTANT" pretty goddamn fast. It kinda scares me just because of how extreme my feelings are. Again. That's only ever gotten me hurt. Buuuut let's not get into that. Have you ever got caught cheating on a test? No, because I've never tried to. Will your next kiss be a mistake? I hope it won't be. But it's not like I know the future. Have you ever worn an oxygen mask? Actually yes, when I was young and thought I was having an asthma attack or something. Mom had one for her own asthma. Then I obviously wore one for surgery. What song do you want to be played at your funeral? "Paradise" by Coldplay is absolutely #1. How many swear words are in the song you’re listening to? I'm not listening to music; I'm back to watching Gab play Sekiro. What color was the last swimsuit you wore? Black. Have you ever kissed anyone of the same sex, and if so, who? Yeah, just Sara. Who did you last tell to ‘shut up’? Ha, I think my WoW friend Lyndsey, but only playfully, of course. We pick fun at each other all the time. Would you ever get a tattoo of a boyfriend/girlfriend's name? NOOOOOOOOO. Are you one of those girls who already have baby names picked out? I know what I'd name my kids IF I actually wanted any, yeah, but I don't. Do you think guys with long hair are attractive? Yessss, I love long hair on guys. Are any of your siblings taller than you? I think Ashley is a liiiiil bit taller? I know my brother is, for sure. Have you ever scared someone so badly that they cried? Yikes, no. When was the last time you wore high heels? Boy oh boy, no idea. Is there someone that you want to hurt right now? Jeez, no thanks. What was the most interesting or colorful birthday cake you’ve had? I don't remember, but I'm sure something from childhood. What was the last thing someone bought you? Was it expensive? Mom bought me food from McD's, which obviously isn't expensive. Do you have any interesting moles anywhere you don’t want people to know of? No. Have you ever gotten high or drunk in a really formal place? Strong "no" there. Do you ever write poetry and post it on any certain websites? On the very rare occasion I write poetry and actually like it, I'll sometimes post it on dA. What do you miss most about your childhood? Actually, genuinely having fun and not dealing with fucking anhedonia. Would you like to know the precise date of your future death? Hell no. Do you photograph well? I'd like to hope so. Are there any animals you flat out refuse to touch? Maggots and similar bug larvae. What super power would you refuse, if it was offered to you, and why? Mind reading. It just sounds... awful and overwhelming. What’s your favorite discontinued product that you wish would come back? Oh, I KNOW I have answers to this, just none are coming to me immediately and I don't feel like sitting here for five minutes thinking about it. If adults had show and tell, what would you bring into work? My snek! :') If you had a reset button for the last 10 years, would you press it? Tempting, but... I don't think I would. I cannot go through how deep my depression was again. Who is someone you would never swear in front of? My nieces and nephew. Yes, I don't believe in profanity being a "thing" and is just a stupid human fabrication, but nevertheless I acknowledge societal standards and expectations, and they're way too young to get when you shouldn't say something like that and why. Have you ever won a contest or competition? A few. Who is your favorite TV character? I don't think I really have one? Do you coo over other people’s babies? Not really, no. Sometimes I'll think they're super cute and be like "awww," but I don't like... squeal and spaz like some people do. What is something that makes you very squeamish? VOMIT. Has there been a celebrity death that really affected you? Steve Irwin got me deeper than anyone else. Chester Bennington hit real hard, too. If you’re out of high school, have you stayed in touch with your high school friends? If you’re still in school, do you think you will? Most of my closest ones, yes, at least via Facebook. What’s a movie that you want to see? Old movie, but Jacob's Ladder. It was a massive influence on Silent Hill, so naturally, I'll probably love it. It's a classic, anyway. Do you use the same username everywhere online or do you have a lot? I use "Ozzkat" in most places, but I do have some other ones for different sites. Who was the last person you know who became pregnant? My friend Ana recently revealed she's expecting her second child, a boy. What fad were you actually into? I have zero clue. Have you ever tailgated? Would you want to? Fuck no. That's how so many wrecks happen. My sister legit got in a wreck with an 18-wheeler mostly because she was tailgating (which she does BADLY); she was trying to pass, and he moved over at the same time because he couldn't see her coming around. It's a borderline miracle she got out with only some cuts, bruises, and a seatbelt burn. Have patience, people. Get off cars' asses. Why did you fall for the last person romantically? Look, don't get me started on this. There are a shitload of reasons and I have been way too emotional over this the past few days laksdfja;lwke What’s the last thing you had to eat? A bagel w/ cream cheese for breakfast. Do you ever pick up your house phone? We don't have a landline phone. Truth be told, are you more into looks or personalities the most? Personalities, for sure. I cannot be into you if your personality isn't attractive.

Actually for me it's pretty weird that the most popular ship in Free! is Makoharu. I mean, they give me like zero romantic vibes, if not Rinharu I would've definitely shipped Sourin. It's the main reason I hated Sousuke when I watched 2nd season for the first time - I saw him as a threat for Rinharu (now I just don't like him that much, but I decided to let Rin has his best friend, lol). Maybe it's just me loving rivals to lovers :)

Well.. for me Free! was never that kind of anime where there are other ships, but honestly after several years of watching anime and lately discovering that people ship Wei Wuxian with Jiang Cheng I kinda lost my faith in people lol And yes, I also truly don’t get those ships, where there are zero romantic vibes, but I got used to seeing this already.

I think I’ve talked about Makoharu only once, I usually don’t do it cause as a ship it’s so illogical to me that I just don’t see the point of wasting time on this lol I feel like it’s gonna be long answer so I’ll split it and after “***” I’ll talk about my bro-rinharu-shipper Sousuke.

I’m not gonna throw a debate if it’s the most popular ship or not, but I just want to say that I don’t think that it's really called shipping Makoto and Haru, since firstly, let’s talk about Makoto as a character (which is the main problem in this whole thing tbh) cause from what I saw the Makoto the MH fandom created has nothing to do with the real Makoto. Like the dude is scared of dogs, ghosts, bees, water and I forgot what else; covers his eyes when he sees anyone even in swim trunks and gets embarrassed easier than a nun (apparently you can’t even unbutton the collar of your freaking jacket!!!!!!!!!!! oh lord!!!!!!); crumbles under everyone in this anime including Hiyori and can’t even talk back. 

And suddenly like half of this fandom thinks that Makoto is a dominant top apparently. We seriously laughed our asses off seeing that, I mean even my mom (who’s a teacher btw). I’m like... I have a sister who’s majored in psychology and I myself in literature (like I seriously promise we ain’t stupid) and we just seriously don’t understand.. In what Tarzan’s ass does he suit this description? Dude can’t even answer properly while being offended. Like maybe they like Makoto’s twin brother? Because real Makoto does not have any dangerous dark side, seriously, this ain’t “8 dogs of the east” lmao.

I appreciate their friendship at times, but I never was a fan of him, because I don’t really like people who treat everyone equally (friends and strangers) and think that some asshole deserves as much love as the closest friend. I just don’t understand this life position and don’t like those “world peace” guys anyway. I mean, that fish died moment in the books was when my brain died honestly. Like I get it, dude is sensitive, but... seriously?

And for me being kind is not really a personality. I mean, hell, sometimes it’s no good to be kind. There is a fine line between being kind and being a mop you know.

And sometimes his behavior is really cringy to me. Like during the funeral and during Haru passing out in the book and during many things that are very serious. I just don’t think he’s the person you can rely on at times. I mean at first I thought he’s a steady shoulder, but somehow in all serious situations he doesn’t do anything useful.

Like I might be in the minority here, but to me when you know very well that you panic in the ocean you don’t go there trying to save somebody, it’s not brave, it’s just plain stupid (like it’s not like the tent was far, it was fucking next to him, all he had to do is wake up a pro) so by the end we had to rescue two instead of one, just because he’s dumb af.

He also panics a lot which I really hate on people. I’m sorry but like panicking ppl are the only worst. It reminds me of one of my life situation when my sister was badly hurt and we needed to keep our heads cool to act quickly and do what was necessary asap. And I’ve seen ppl behave like Makoto in situations like this and man it’s seriously no fun, it’s annoying. Like when you need to help somebody and someone panics beside you it pisses you off. And he does it even in little things like when he yelled Haru in the ear while driving JUST BECAUSE A CAR IN FRONT OF THEM BRAKED I mean omfg I would seriously yell “shut the fuck up, you pussy!”

And it all honestly keeps getting worse and worse like the way he’s written, his behavior just buffles me so much. Makoto in s3 just murdered me tbh. Like he didn’t help with anything, he didn’t bring anything to the plot, you can just erase him, he only sat there anyways. And the way they pulled his “dream” out of his ass was just a second-hand embarrassment tbh. And he’s not even Haru’s emotional support anymore. He’s just... I don’t get it. There were literally scenes where he was third-wheeling or just forced into that looked laughable. 

Which brings me to the second point. From what I saw many of Makoharu fans are mostly Makoto fans, so they just want what’s good for him, and since he has no life goals whatsoever (like after he dropped his “I dream of making children like swimming” thingy like a hot potato and was like “training children.. but look at Rin and Haru” I really lost my last marbles watching him) they apparently don’t care for what Haru’s dream is and that he said openly that he wants a future with Rin.

Like I get that everyone has their tastes, but like what.. two people who are crazy about each other since twelve and blossomed a dream of having a future together and the thought of being with each other got them through and they finally have what they wanted.. this is not a trend anymore? Mutual romantic love is not a trend anymore? Like I even without novelization can see that (and I quote Rin word for word here) that “every time he sees Haru his heart beats so fast he can’t calm down” and quote “Haru sees Rin and he’s shaking, he closes his eyes desperately trying get rid of the image, but the pain in his chest doesn’t go away”.

I am personally very happy that Rinharu are finally together and will be doing what they wanted in their life by each other’s side, cause they’ve been dreaming about it for too long, they’ve been thinking about it for  years. So not wanting them to have that is very weird for me. And the argument that Makoto somehow better than Rin for Haru is so invalid, I always laugh. I guess it depends on what you want for yourself. But honestly like you guys better find someone who make you want to reach for the stars and make you heart skip a bit everytime you see him.

So I as a huge fan of Haru want my boy to fly and now I have all the canon proof for those who were blind that Rin is the only one (been said) who makes him feel that way. So all those anons who kept writing to me how relay with Sosuke, with Rei and what baffled me the most swimming with Ikuya was just as emotional for them can finally shut it (lmao I’m sorry).

***

Now... Sousuke, my bro, the first Rinharu shipper on the village who helped them to get together is a threat? Okay. Well, I actually like s2, there are some dumb episodes but s2 actually to me showed how rinharu relationships are different from anyone else. There are literally two whole episodes and several scenes of how the bROMANCE prevails over BROmance.

Sousuke and Rin have typical brothers relationship. From their secret handshakes “parent trap” style to the fact that they draw them exactly the same with his real brother. I mean I don’t know if anyone noticed, but in 3x11 they drew Sousuke doing the exact same teasing move with Rin, that his older brother did to him in 3x01, and it’s definitely not a coincidence. Which means he treats him like his little bro, and not just that. I have lots of proof.

You know, I had a friend back at university who had an older brother who she was very close with and she kept telling me about how he kept testing her boyfriends if they’re good enough... I mean Sousuke was doing it with Haru since Rin has told him that he has found his one and only. And it never ever looked like he was possessive of Rin and was like “he’s mine”, it was always like “he’s yours so make sure you make him happy you loser”, he even stalked Haru to see if he still swims alright which is really funny (like okay dad), so by the end of the season when Rin lovingly looks at Haru and says it was all worth it, Sousuke looks very content like he was sure that they’re all good now.

And that moment like in Yakusoku where Rin dropped Sousuke as soon as he saw Haru, I honestly don’t think it’s the kind of jealousy people think it is. It’s like if I asked my sister “do u want to see the new avengers movie” and she’d answer “sorry, I already promised to go with my boyfriend” (not that this would ever happen, but let’s imagine that she found herself her nanase) I would be fucking upset too, but I would kinda get it (if it’s a love of her life I mean). Or like literally imagine you lived with your best friend for years and suddenly she wants to move in with he boo. I mean it happens sometimes. But it’s not the jealousy really, he’s just sad because he knows that he needs to let Rin go and he won’t spend as much time with him as he did before. Sousuke knows how much Rin loves Haru, plus after he saw that Haru is as good as Rin told him, he started to like him himself so he was worried about both of them. 

And I love Sousuke, he’s our godmother. I’d rather have him on the international team than Ikuya but he sadly he doesn’t swim breaststroke or back and we only have one butterfly and one freestyle spot xD

I’m sincerely saying as a person with two siblings that I really don’t see it. It’s just there’s a huge difference between brothers and lovers. And you can’t call Harurin bros. It’s just laughable. Even if you haven’t read anything and just watched the anime.

I mean I think it’s easier to see if you try to imagine Haru in Sousuke’s place in any Sourin scene and see how it would’ve went then. Like do you remember when Sousuke asked for cola and Rin went to get one and there was only one can left so they rock-paper-scissored it and Rin won and drank it?

Now imagine if Haru was there in Sousuke’s place. I can tell you 100% that Rin would’ve just given him the can. And then he would’ve looked at him with that face he makes when he’s content just by watching Haru eat, you know.

I mean it just how I see it. And there are a lot of comparable scenes in s2 that bring me lots of evil joy, but I won’t tell lmao.

But as I said before to me there’s a huge difference between bromances and bromances. So I mostly don’t get most of these ships. I don’t understand anything in this world apparently lol but I only see Rinharu since the first time I’ve watched it, and then I’ve read everything and realized that I’m right, so I’m ok with all this xD 

Second Cousins?

Byers x second cousin!reader

warnings:

a/n: THIS IS SUCH A REACH LMAO BARE WITH ME I LITERALLY HAD TO LOOK AT A CHART btw you’re about jonathans age? ig? idk but this is NOT romantic that’s frickin gross. p.s. horowitz is winona ryders name

prompt:

You crawled out of bed to the sound of your dad screaming for you. What time was it?

12:38pm

Great. You slept the whole day and now you have to help your extended family move in immediately. You rolled off your mattress and scrambled to get some clothes. You hadn’t seen this side of the family since Christmas of 1978!

You’d regret not eating breakfast, but not yet. You walked outside, pushing your hair from your face and waiting for your family to exit their respective cars. Your “first-cousin-once-removed,” Joyce, got out first. (You just call her “Aunt Joyce”).

“Hey, guys! Long time no see.” She smiled. “Oh, my god, y/n. Is that you?” She walked up to you and gave you a hug.

“Hey there, Aunt Joyce. We’ve missed you a whole lot.” You looked over her shoulder and saw a younger girl, maybe 13 or 14. You’d never seen her in your life. Her eyes were definitely tear stained, her hair falling out of her scrunchie, and the sleeves on her flannel rolled up. “Who’s the girl?”

“Oh, uh, that would be El. She’s a...‘new addition’ to our family.” Joyce put in air quotes.

“Wicked. I’d love to get to know her better.” You stuck your hands in your pockets and watched the boys get out of their car. “I’d like to catch up with the boys, too. It’s been years. I mean, I know we talk on the phone every once in a blue moon, but this is so exciting! You guys are gonna be living with us now!”

“Only for a little while.” She sighed.

“We’ll make the most of it.” You gave her another hug and moved towards the boys.

“Jonny Byers. You got taller.” You joked with him.

“Bring it in.” He welcomed you with open arms.

“What’s up, kiddo?” You gave Will a high five. “You still drawing that cool ass art?”

“Yeah, I have a ‘portfolio’ now. Jonathan made me put one together.” Will snickered.

“Hey, artists need them. I have one for my pictures.” Jonathan reasoned.

“Well, Will, when you’re all settled in, you’re gonna have to sit me down and show me what you’ve got. You know, I still have that picture you drew me last time I saw you.” You told him.

“Really? I was like, seven.” He shook his head.

“Yeah, seven and truly gifted.” You turned your attention to your other “second cousin,” “And as for you, I’ve got all those old vinyls and some new ones, too. What about you?”

“I have more cassette’s than vinyls, but I’ll make sure we have time to share.” He punched your arm.

“That’s what I like to hear. Now let’s go help your mom and El unload the truck.” You turned around and Will and Jonathan followed you.

“Oh, you heard about El?” Will asked.

“Your mom said she was a ‘new addition to the family.’” You quoted.

“Yeah, that’s a pretty accurate description.” Will nodded. “She’s shy, I wouldn’t push her into conversation.”

“Noted.” You picked up a box and carried it inside. There were two spare rooms. One for Joyce and El and one for the boys. Good thing they didn’t mind sharing. You put the box into Joyce’s room, then headed right for the truck. The next box was labeled “HOPPER.” You lifted it up and an your way into the house, you ran into El.

“I can take that one.” She told you quietly.

“You sure?” You raised your eyebrows and she nodded. You handed her the box and went back to the truck.

“Hey, Horowitz, wanna help me grab this mattress?” Jonathan asked. You jogged up to hig and grabbed one side. “Got it? Alright, be careful.” You guys got the mattress inside, and then the other two.

“Alright, what’s next?” You asked.

“I’m actually kinda hungry.” Jonathan wiped the sweat off his forehead. “What about you?”

“Starving. Go round the gang up, I know a great place to get some lunch.” You told him. Jonathan went around and got all of the family together. There was only six of you. You, dad, Joyce, El, Jonathan, and Will. You all squeezed into one car and hit the road. Really, it was only a 10 minute drive.

“This was my Grandma Darlene’s favorite place to eat before she passed away. We always sit at her booth.” You told your cousins in the back seat. El was in between Joyce and your dad in the front. “Ooh! We’re here.”

You approached the door and your dad opened it up for everyone. You waved at the waitresses you had known so well and went to your usual spot. You each picked up a menu as the waitress asked for drinks.

Water for you, coffee for your dad, water for Jonathan, Sprite for Will, Diet Pepsi for Joyce, and lemonade for El.

“So, boys, what’s been going on in Hawkins? Any significant people or events you wanna talk about?” You questioned the boys.

“Well, Jonathan’s got a girlfriend who leaves lipstick marks all over his face.” Will taunted.

“Oh, shut it.” Jonathan pulled his straw up and took a sip of his drink. “Yeah, her name is Nancy. We’ve been together for almost a year. She’s a badass.”

“How so?” You bit down on a piece of ice.

“She’s determined to get what she wants. We had an internship at the local newspaper and she was an assistant, but she really wanted to be a reporter. She did every possible thing she could to do it. Followed stories, wrote them, suggested topics in meetings...” Jonathan gushed.

“And did she get to be a reporter?” You asked, turning your head sideways.

“No, she actually got us fired.” He chuckled. “But she stood up for herself, that’s why I love her.”

“She sounds great, will she be visiting you soon?” You asked him. “I’d love to show her the embarrassing pictures of us with marker all over our backs and faces when you lived here in ‘73. And the pictures of you pretending to be Super-Man. Can’t forget those ones.”

“Oh, my god, you still have those?” He laughed. “Yes, she’s visiting on Thanksgiving with her brother, Mike.” El’s head perked up. “Mike is Will’s best friend...and El’s boyfriend.”

“Is that so?” You smiled and turned to her. “What’s he like?”

“He’s...funny. And awkward. And a nerd.” She mumbled to you.

“He sounds very pleasant. Can’t wait to meet him.” You winked at her and she gave you a sweet little smile. You were very curious to hear what she had to say.

The waitress came back to take your orders. You and your dad got your usuals, Jonathan got a hamburger, El and Will got hot dogs, and Joyce got soup.

“You guys should try the rice pudding afterwards, it’s really good!” You told them and your dad rolled his eyes. “It is!”

“Pudding with rice in it?” El asked.

“Seriously, you gotta have some.” You told her. “I love it cold with cinnamon on it.” Your cousins were staring at you curiously. “C’mon, if you don’t eat it, I will.”

“Darlene loved her rice pudding.” Joyce chuckled. “You know, you look just like her.”

“I tell y/n that every day.” Your dad said. “It’s the eyes, I swear.”

“And the nose.” Joyce added.

“Oh, yeah.” Your dad agreed. The waitress came with rice pudding for everyone but your dad. Joyce ate it without a question, she had it every holiday with your grandma growing up. Your cousins (including El) stared at it hesitantly, then each took a bite. Jonathan remembered eating it once and hating it. Will spit it out. El took a second bite.

“Like it, El?” You asked.

“Not bad.” She actually managed to finish it.

“Sweet.” You did the same. “Anyone wanna make brownies tonight, or something?”

“Me!” El lit up. You were happy that she was warming up to you so fast.

“Sounds like a plan, we’ll make them from scratch.”

Oh man, I realized I don’t think I shared the ridiculous shenanigans that happened in this weekend’s D&D game

Somewhat NSFW talk and brief mention of drug use below

So. For those who haven’t been keeping up, I’m playing in a game where we are a special unit in a war. The party was my human artificer, Jack, a wood elf rogue, Rowen, and a half-orc barbarian, Grarg. However recently Grarg’s player decided he didn’t like playing Grarg and wanted to switch characters. Enter Terra, a human monk with purple hair (dyed with berries, this will be important later).

So Terra’s introduction to the party is kind of funny, because she wasn’t invited to join the party. Hell, she didn’t even ask. She just kind of showed up and made herself at home.  Now, Terra’s character motivation is that she is a bookworm, and noticed that in the books about war, they tended to be heavily biased toward the victor. So she joined this war because she wants to write her own book, as accurate as possible and totally unbiased. This means that she is constantly taking notes. About everything. And everyone. 

In their first official interaction (the morning after Terra joined us), Terra tried to flirt with Jack to see how he would react. Jack hadn’t had his coffee yet so he just kind of brushed her off and went back to breakfast. She was not subtle about immediately writing about it in her notes, so Jack caught on.  The night before she had overheard Jack asking to sleep in Rowen’s room (Both are paranoid about assassins, so since Rowen does his elf trance in a dark corner instead of the bed, Jack sleeps on the bed, acting as a decoy while Rowen acts as sort of a guard dog), so that combined with the breakfast interaction resulted in her notes on him reading “Not easily swayed by feminine wiles, probably likes men.”

Jack doesn’t actually care what people think of him or his sexuality (he’s aroace but not repulsed and uses sex as a means to an end), but he’s not impressed with her just showing up, making herself at home and taking notes on him. So he decided to mess with her. When the party found a tavern to stay at for the evening Jack picked out a conventionally attractive woman to flirt with, intending to screw with Terra’s already inaccurate data. He didn’t really expect to get anywhere, but due to a roll by the DM it was determined that this lady was Down to Fuck, and she began leading Jack to her room. Now, Jack wasn’t too concerned just yet. He figured once the door was closed he could explain the situation and hopefully the woman would play along. Buuuut then Terra decided to get involved.

Terra came over pretending to be Jack’s girlfriend, with the intention of cockblocking him, however another roll by the DM had the NPC mistake them for a couple looking for a threesome. Which she was down for. And which Terra was also down for. And Jack was just screaming internally at this point. However, he is a stubborn idiot, and felt like if he backed out now it would mean Terra “won”. Sooooo...

They fucked. Within a day of meeting each other Jack and Terra (and some nameless NPC) had a threesome. To quote the DM: “I knew you guys would fuck around this session but I didn’t know you guys would FUCK AROUND"

And all while this was happening Rowen had gone off to stock up on poisons, and apparently his poison dealer is also a drug dealer, and Rowen decided to try out some “magic cocaine”. He can cast faerie fire now! 

So after their little romp Jack went outside to smoke. I should note that Terra tried to “see how much Jack could take before going catatonic”, but he rolled a high con save and she rolled low, so he was largely unbothered and she was a mess lol.  While he was smoking Rowen came back and they had a chat. Jack: Get what you need? Rowen: A little more than I bargained for actually. Jack: *sighs* I can relate. Rowen: How so? Jack: I don’t wanna talk about it.

Finding that suspicious, Rowen looked him over for anything amiss and with a high roll noticed he looked more disheveled than usual, in a manner indicative of Having Fucked Recently. He made a comment about Jack being popular that evening, only for Jack to keep quiet and avoid eye contact, which is sort of uncharacteristic of him. With such a high roll, upon getting closer Rowen could actually smell Terra on him (her hair dye gives her a distinct scent).

Rowen: Really? Grape Juice (his nickname for her)? Did she bewitch you or something? Jack: *groans and brings a hand to his face* It’s complicated and I don’t want to talk about it!

I’ve joked about Jack knowing no shame but he sure knew it that night lol

After letting that go they talked about her and their mutual distrust of her. Someone joins you uninvited in the middle of a war and starts asking a lot of questions, you gotta be a little suspicious. So Rowen suggested teaching Jack drow sign language, which he picked up as part of his backstory, so that they could communicate without being eavesdropped on. It’ll be an ongoing process, but he spent an hour teaching him some basics and with a high int roll from Jack the DM has let us pick 5 short phrases he can use. We’re still deciding on what they should be. So far we have: 1. We should speak in private. 2. This person is lying. 3. Danger/Watch your back. 4. I am lying, play along

As they went to turn in for the night Terra popped her head out to ask if Jack was up for a second round. Jack just told her she couldn’t handle it and ducked into his and Rowen’s room, and Terra shrugged and went back into the NPC’s room (presumably for round 2). It’s unfortunate that she left so quickly because Rowen’s player said later that had she lingered a bit longer he would have told her “Thanks for keepin’ it warm for me” just to further mess with her, and make Jack regret his entire existence. 

Couple more notable quotes:

"And that's where we're going to end our session With two of you participating in a three way And the other doing cocaine with his friend Congratulations you bunch of degenerates lmao" - DM

"shout out to our party for getting promoted by the future king, who trusts us so much... and then proceeding to spend the evening making poor life choices" - me

Misbehave

pairing: Dante/AFAB Reader

summary: Dante's heat is coming up soon, and he's been (mis)behaving worse than usual. His S/O decides to remind him how he's supposed to act.

wordcount: 2,917

warnings: Dante gropes the reader character multiple times (in public) even after they tell him to behave himself. They are written as being more annoyed with this than uncomfortable

notes: Thank you for 200+ followers! I've actually surpassed that by now by like, a lot so very sorry it took so long （●´･△･｀） Not proofread as usual because I guess messy writing is my style ;; I hope that I hit the prompt okay, I feel like I always go a little off the rails lmao. 

"Should we come back another time?" Trish asks, eyebrows raised in a quirky mix of amusement and displeasure. She has the look of a guest at a dinner party that just watched the family dog start humping the host’s leg and well that’s not too far off, is it?

You turn your head back at Dante, sitting in his desk chair as smug as can be with both hands planted on your ass and all but deaf and blind to the world until you plant a foot on the seat between his spread legs and kick. His chair slams back against the wall and he’s finally coherent again, snapping his head between the three of you with an almost confused expression. Lady lays a hand over her mouth but you can still hear her soft snickering.

“Just give us a minute,” You respond with as much patience as you can muster, “Morrison will be here soon anyway, we can finish up our plans when he gets here.”

The two prance off to the back room of the office, and you lean over to watch them disappear into the doorway before you turn on Dante. Your arms cross, and you cock your hip. Dante’s eyes follow the movement and the fucker licks his lips. You uncock your hips.

“Dante.”

“Mhm?” He hums, leaning back in his chair. His eyes trace the entirety of your body before they reach your eyes. He sees the disapproval in them and shrugs, only the tiniest bit sheepish. “Told you, it’s that time of the year. Can’t help it.”

“Ten minutes, I just need you to focus for ten more minutes until we can send everyone off and you can,” Conscious of the two in the other room, your voice drops to a whisper and you lean in.

“Have me every way you want. Understood?”

Dante tries to meet you halfway, tries to reach up and cover your mouth with his. Tempting, but you’ve been through enough of Dante’s heats to know that if you give him an inch, he’ll demand the mile. You plant a hand just under his throat and push him back against his chair. Dante growls.

The door to Devil May Cry creaks open. Both you and Dante turn to see Morrison patiently shaking his umbrella outside, trying to get the water drops off before he drops it in the holder inside. Trish and Lady must’ve been listening, of course, because they’re back in the main room immediately.

“What’ve you got for us today?” Lady asks hopping up on Dante’s desk. Trish leans against the other corner, and Dante scoots his chair up as you find your usual spot behind him.

“Oh, nothing too exciting.” Morrison adjusts his hat absentmindedly. “Small infestation on the other side of the bridge. Mostly round the industrial district, contractors willing to pay big for a quick cleanup.”

Beside you, Dante huffs out of his nose. You can tell he’s already lost interest.

“What kind of infestation did they mention?” Trish asks.

“Based on the description, two or three Behemoths. They didn’t want to get too close to check, you understand.”

Dante’s hand finds the back of your knee, and you school your expression into a perfect mask of calm as you gently kick the side of his foot.

“Ugh. It’s not just going to be those, they only really show up when there’s other demons around to munch on.” Lady sighs, “Are they willing to pay more when we find more?”

Dante’s hand slides up slowly, fingers sliding in to brush over your inner thighs. You kick him again a bit harder, and you can just barely hear the rumble of another growl in his chest.

“I can ask, but I don’t think that’ll be a problem.” Morrison rubs his fingers together, his usual gesture for any client with pockets too deep for their own good. “They want to get business going again ASAP. Probably losing a couple grand every day their guys gotta stand around or they lose another one to demons running rampant.”

Dante’s hand slips even higher. His thumb rubs against your ass.

“Ooh,” Trish snaps her finger, “Use that when you ask.”

“Alright, alright,” Morrison sighs, “But if they get stubborn and think they can fix it themselves--”

Dante’s fingers find the top of your inner thigh, where your leg meets your groin.

“Then we charge even more when they come back to us again.” Trish responds, coolly.

Dante’s hand rubs along the seam of your pants.

“Damn,” Morrison whistles.

You grab Dante’s hand and pull it off you, slamming your other palm on the table. The others jump and the conversation screeches to a halt as all attention falls on you.

“I think we’ll have to follow this conversation up later, once we’ve got a response to the new price quote.” You look at each of them in turn. “Right?”

“Right,” Lady says slowly, then looks at Trish. “No point in talking it over any more until we know if they’re going to pay up.”

Trish shrugs, stands up as Lady hops off the table. Morrison looks confused, but gives you and Dante polite nods in turn.

“I’ll call you up when I get a response. If your phone is still working by then.”

Dante gives a tight smile in return, and the three leave. Trish throws a chastising look over her shoulder at Dante on the way out. Of course she knows, she can probably smell it on him.

“Hey, problem solved?” Dante quips at your side, “They’re gone now.”

Deep within yourself you manage to pull out another string of patience. You turn to Dante, sounding strangely calm to your own ears.

“Let’s head up to the bedroom.” Before Dante can make a suggestion to have you on the desk, you press a finger against his lips. “I’ll lock up. Off you go.”

You step into the bedroom just as Dante kicks off his pants. The room is already a mess of his clothes, shed as though he tossed them all around the room in his haste to be as naked as possible. In the low light of his dim lamp his skin glistens with the light sheen of his sweat. It’s a good look for him.

“Too hot,” He pants, reclining on the bed. By the time his heat actually begins he’ll be molten, but mercifully he won’t notice. The present Dante, the one who hasn’t really started his heat and therefore should really behave better, stretches himself out on the covers like he’s hoping that if he tempts you enough you’ll just pounce on him.

“Dante, do you remember what I said before Morrison showed up?” You ask from the doorway, toying with the equipment in your back pocket and letting yourself admire the flex of his abs as he sits up to listen.

“That I could have you any way I wanted?” He perks up at his own convenient retelling, and you stroll over to stand between his spread legs. A purr starts up in his chest and he curls his arms around you, pulling you on top of him and kissing you so deeply that you almost melt into him. Your hands run down his shoulders, his biceps, his forearms until they slide over his hands, wrapping over the small of your back and coaxing you to press your hips to his.

Quickly, before he can wonder where your hands have gone, you pull the handcuffs out of your pocket and snap both ends over his wrists. He jerks away in surprise and almost yanks you all the way up his chest with the chain at your back, his eyebrows climbing and mouth agape like this was some brilliant strategy you just pulled off.

“I said,” You purr, planting a hand in the center of his chest and pinning him onto the bed, “That you could have me any way you wanted if you focused.”

“Ah.” His face morphed into a smirk. “And because I got handsy instead?”

“I have you any way I want.” Dante looked over you slowly, chest rumbling under your hand where it still pinned him.

“I hate to break it to ya, but that doesn’t sound too bad to me.”

Clearly, you haven’t trained him well enough yet. You slide out from under his arms, sit on his thighs and push his arms up by the elbows, coaxing him to lift them over his head. Under your appreciative gaze he even flexes a bit, showing off the contours of his well-built body.

“When you say ‘the way you want’, is that just ogling me while I’m all defenseless? What a waste.”

“Hush.” You slide your way up his body, hips grinding up over his cock- immediately his cocky expression melts away and he growls again, all teeth bared. His arms twitch as though he’s going to bring them back down again, but you banish that thought with a pointed look. You hover over his chest, grip his chin. “Watch me.”

He obeys without a quip this time, engrossed in the way your top parts under your deft hands and bares yourself to him. You didn’t wear undergarments today, why would you? Dante in heat was a predator to any of your delicate lacy things and you had at least planned to give him free reign this morning. You let your top drape open around you, tantalizing valleys of skin bared one moment and hidden in the next as you move.

Dante bites his lip. His arms flex, relax, flex again.

Your fingers flit over your pants next, tugging at the buttonhole and abandoning it in intervals. His eyes followed every movement with such intensity, narrowing and narrowing until they all but flew open as your hand slid into your pants. You grip the headboard and moan, every rub of your fingers over your clit intensified by the blatant jealousy on Dante’s face. His arms started to move up-

“Down.” And they grip the headboard enough to make it crack.

“C’mon babe, at least let me see…”

You hum in thought, pulling your hand out of your pants. Dante’s eyes catch the way your fingers glisten with your wetness and just to be extra mean, you wipe it off on his chest. In his state he can smell your arousal just as well as he can see it, maybe even more so. He’s faintly trembling with his attempt to stay obedient enough for you to continue.

It takes some wiggling around, but you manage to slide your pants off and bare yourself to him. You lean back, spread your legs, and his mouth drops open.

“Nice,” He says, dumbly. You smirk and reach back to give his cock a quick stroke. He’s looking so hopeful now. “Planning on going for a ride?”

“Sort of,” You shrug and grab his hair, tugging his head back as he hisses softly. He knows what’s coming even before you shimmy your way up, is grinning even before you flip around to face his lower half.

“Oh, well. No complaints.” He mumbles before leaning up and burying his face between your legs, licking a long stripe over you. You shudder. Not yet, at least.

Dante’s cock twitches immediately in your grip and beneath you Dante groans, coming up to suck at your clit as if he could muffle himself like that. You stroke slow, squeezing tight- it’s not his favorite rhythm but it’s yours, for nothing more than the way his whole body seems to tense and twitch as you get to the tip. You rub your thumb against the head in circles and Dante pulls back and presses his forehead against your thigh, panting loud.

“Ah ah,” You let go immediately. “Get back to it.”

Like some sort of petty retaliation his tongue rubs your clit in slow circles and you squeak. Without Dante’s hands to hold you up as they usually do, it’s a full-time job to keep yourself steady above him. You pump his length hard and his pace doesn’t even falter this time even as his toes curl and his hips twitch up to meet your hand. The good behavior’s a trick to get his own treat out of it,you’re sure. But he’s not getting off that easily.

Dante’s already smirking by the time you lift yourself off his face, looking so smug for someone with that much wetness glistening in the whiskers of his beard.

“Showtime? And I was just getting warmed up-” He chokes gently as you move over his cock, pressing your hips down against his. You lift yourself to position, stroking him a few more times for good measure. As if he could get any harder at this point. You lower yourself on him. Slowly.

As wet as you are, his size barely feels a challenge until it finally registers. That familiar stretch of him, so thick that it makes you gasp. You pause, roll your hips and tremble from it. It’s so good you wonder if you could come from just this- but maybe that’s a question for another time. The next time Dante misbehaves, undoubtedly.

“Fuck,” You moan, leaning back and just bouncing yourself on the tip. Dante’s head falls back and his handcuffs rattle and rattle as he tugs on them even as he tries to hold still. He’s moaning over and over between his panting. Your hands fall to his chest and scratch down his stomach and his voice rolls into a growl, gaze catching yours under his half-lidded eyes.

You slide down him further, inch by inch until your hips almost touch. Even so aroused that you’re dripping down his length, you can’t fit all of him in you. You let out a shaky laugh in wonder. Your body jolts as Dante bucks up, and you’re scrambling against him to hold yourself up.

“Dante.”

“Move,” He complains, looking too pleased to have that whine in his voice. “C’mon, the ride of your life is right here.”

“Dante,” You say again, patiently, and you grip his chin. “You’re going to stay still until I tell you to, or I get off of you and fuck myself on my fingers. Got it?”

Dante latches onto the promise of ‘until you tell him to’ and nods reluctantly, stretching out his legs so he can’t leverage himself. You scratch under him under his chin like a prized pet and rock your hips slowly, sighing in pleasure. You could string him along like this for hours if you wanted- you know he has the stamina for it. You don’t, however, and you’ve wanted to come on his cock since the second you saw him spread out on the bed like a feast.

You lean back on one hand and bounce on him, free hand working down your body to scratch at your face, grip your thighs. Finally, it slides between your legs and you stroke where the two of you are joined. Dante trembles, letting out a desperate moan. It makes your head spin, watching him. The strongest man you’ve ever seen and he’s holding still as you tease him just because you told him to. You gasp the second you rub your clit and squeeze around him involuntarily, ripping a growl from his throat. You’re close already and you can both tell.

“Dante,” You moan, bucking down against him faster and pinching your clit. A grin spreads across his face and he purrs encouragement, arching as you lean forward and claw down his chest with your balancing arm.

“Let me fuck you, babe-- c’mon, I’ll make you come on my cock.” His hips give a few little bucks, and it’s more than you allowed but it hits so right that you don’t protest. “Babe...” You lean forward entirely, pinning his hands down by the chain between his cuffs. A reminder of exactly how much leash you’re giving him.

“Fuck me.”

His first thrust up nearly knocks you off him, and you squeeze your legs around him with a gasp. His pace is steady but his eyes are hungry, watching the way you buck and squirm on top of him like he wants to devour all of it. He gets his feet under himself, bucking harder. You’re bouncing on top of him like you weigh nothing, it’s all you can do to hold on as he’s sending you toppling over into climax as he all but growls in your ear. Every bit of you clenches around him, thighs cramping as they put up a valiant effort to squeeze him to death.

It keeps going and going. You tremble from head to toe as he slows his pace, generously giving you a second or two to breathe as you come down from it. You barely have the strength to lift yourself off of him and plant yourself on his thighs, letting go of the chain to lean back.

“Hey babe,” Dante interrupts, bucking his hips the tiniest bit to get your attention. “Think you’re forgetting something.”

He hasn’t come yet, cock bobbing up against his stomach and sweat glistening all over his chest. Well, you suppose he’s due to be off early for good behavior. You take one last deep, deep breath and smirk down at him.

“How do you want me?”

“Oh hell yeah,” Dante groans, and he’s snaps the handcuff chain in two faster than he can roll on top of you.

All of them. All the questions.

oof

1. Do You Sleep With Your Closet Doors Open Or Closed?

I have sliding doors on my closet so it’s one open one closed.

2. Do You Have Freckles?

Nope!

3. Can You Whistle?

Nope (:

4. Last Song You Listened To.

I...don’t remember lmao, I think it was 6 Inch by Beyonce

5. What Is Your Favorite Color?

I don’t know if I have one tbh.

6. Relationship Status.

Currently juggling seven reply guys bc rona has everyone acting out of line, but single.

7. What Is The Temperature Right Now?

46º

8. Did You Wake Up Cranky?

Yes sdkjfhdlkf

9. How Many Followers?

215.

10. Zodiac Sign.

Aries/Aries/Cancer.

11. What Is Your Eye Color?

Brown.

12. Take A Vitamin Daily?

No.

13. Do You Sing In The Shower?

Yes, usually it’s Mitski or songs from musicals because you know. Former theater kid.

14. What Books Are You Reading?

The Chronology of Water by Lidia Yuknavitch.

15. Grab The Book Nearest To You, Turn To Page 64, Give Me Line 14.

“As in earlier days” from the poem The Walk by Thomas Hardy

16. Favorite Anime?

OPM is the only anime I watch. Being Japanese American and fem aligned means having. Not great associations with anime tbh.

17. Last Person You Cried In Front Of?

I honestly can’t remember the last time I cried in front of someone

WAIT YES I DO

It was November 23rd and my little cousin and I watched Over the Garden Wall. Both of us cried at the end.

18. Do You Collect Anything?

I have a knife collection and an old rock collection from when I was younger. I also unintentionally have a major makeup collection. My lipstick collection is borderline embarrassing. In my defense it started in 7th grade.

19. What Did You Have For Lunch?

I uh. I didn’t have lunch skfjhdsljfh

20. Do You Dance In The Car?

I do!

21. Favorite Animal?

Dude I fucking love crows.

22. Do You Watch The Olympics?

Some of them! My mom was really athletic growing up (as in one of those kids that plays a sport every season in high school), so she watches a lot of them. We tend to watch figure skating (which I know little about but have strong opinions on), gymnastics, synchronized swimming, track, and judo.

23. What Time Do You Usually Go To Bed?

Usually I’m in bed by 11 but I don’t go to sleep until 2am. Recently I’ve been getting to sleep at 7am.

24. Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now?

It is currently three in the morning so no akslkjsahd

25. Do You Prefer To Swim In A Pool Or The Ocean?

Ocean. I grew up in Northern California near the coast, and now I’m in a landlocked state. And you can kind of feel it, you know? The air doesn’t smell like salt and redwoods, the mountains aren’t there to hold up the sky so you just feel it pressing down on your chest. I miss the ocean.

26. Favorite Tumblr Blog?

I don’t know if I have a favorite. erikkillmongerdontpullout is funny and insightful, and I love dostoevskydocs’ poetry compilations.

27. Bottled Water Or Tap Water?

I grew up somewhere with access to really good tap water, so I’ll go with that.

28. What Makes You Happy?

Writing, spending time with friends, the feeling of dappled sunlight through the tree canopy.

29. Post A Gif Of What You’re Currently Feeling Right Now.

30. Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?

With :)

31. Dogs Or Cats?

Dogs but I love cats too!

32. If You Were A Crayon What Color Would You Be?

Moss green!

33. PlayStation Or Xbox.

Xbox.

34. Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?

Ocean. I don’t trust lakes.

35. Do You Believe In Magic?

I believe in the supernatural, I don’t know if magic’s the right word. It’s more like a belief that there’s something more to the world than what we’re able to perceive. 

36. What Color Shirt Are You Wearing?

Charcoal grey.

37. Can You Curl Your Tongue?

Yes! I can also make my tongue into a clover.

38. Do You Save Money Or Spend It?

A bit of both. I can be pretty frugal when I’m by myself but I inherited the need to pay for everything for my friends from my mom, so if my friends are around, I will try to muscle my way into paying for everything. This is usually unsuccessful bc my friends are in the same boat.

39. Is There Anything Pink Within 10 Feet Of You?

Yes. I’ve got a pink water bottle on my bedstand.

40. Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

I mean. OPM lkjshdflkjdh I’ve been hyperfixating on it, but I also am pretty obsessed with OTGW (I have been for years).

41. Have You Ever Caught A Butterfly?

No but I’ve had a few land on me.

42. Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?

Depends on the person. Overall, I’d say no, but my friends have significant sway over me.

43. Do You Have Strange Dreams?

Yes.

44. Do You Like Going On Airplanes?

I actually do. But only for short flights. Anything longer than 4 hours makes my body really hurt.

45. Name One Movie That Made You Cry.

Moana.

46. Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?

Sunflower seeds!

47. If I Handed You A Concert Ticket Right Now, Who Would You Want The Performer To Be?

Orville Peck or Carseat Headrest.

48. Are You A Picky Eater?

Nope!

49. Are You A Heavy Sleeper?

Yeah.

50. Do You Fear Thunder/Lightning?

No, I actually love them. I sleep best when it’s thundering.

51. Do You Like To Read/Write?

Yes to both. I’m a Creative Writing major so dkljfhljkdf

52. Do You Like Your Music Loud?

Yeah! Though not as loud as some people, my ears are sensitive.

53. Would You Rather Carve Pumpkins Or Wrap Presents?

Wrap presents. I’m not a big fan of the smell of pumpkin, and wrapping presents is a tradition for my mom, brother and I. We’d put on some music, drink some hot chocolate, and wrap as many as possible. Then my brother and I would smuggle some wrapping paper to our rooms and wrap our mom’s gift.

54. Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

Somebody that I Used to Know-Gotye (listen the song still slaps)

55. What Season Are You In Right Now? (Weather)

Winter/Spring transition. It hailed for 15 minutes straight yesterday.

56. What Are You Craving Right Now?

A popeyes 5 piece spicy chicken meal with fries and ranch. Can you tell I’ve thought about this?

57. Post A Screenshot Of Your Tumblr Feed.

I don’t wanna.

58. What Is Your Gender?

Nonbinary, but vaguely girl adjacent. 

59. Coffee Or Tea?

I think coffee. I drink more tea, but I also drink exclusively green tea and chai (like the traditional chai made with milk not the chai teabags) and I really am not a black/white/earl grey tea person.

60. Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

OOF Yeah I do

I’ve got a thousand word readers response to “The Other Boat” by E. M. Foster, a one thousand word journal about WWI, a reflective journal check in and a powerpoint I have to make for Sense and Sensibility for Brit Lit and I also am tutoring a few of my classmates

In my biological anthropology class I’ve got a Unit Exam and a few lectures to watch

For my internship/Teachers Assistant position I’ve got 17 10 page rough drafts to read and give in depth comments on as well as a portfolio I have to assemble for next year’s TA bc I’m transferring, phone meetings with the 17 students who wrote those rough drafts, and I’ve gotta compile some resources for my professor

I need to finish my memoir for my independent study and I have to present. my nonfiction memoir. to my classmates. on Zoom. I’m one of two people doing a nonfiction memoir for their independent study the rest are doing fiction, poetry or a literary analysis paper so like. My classmates are gonna be talking about their fiction piece and then I’m gonna be giving a 15 minute reading and Q&A about a piece that focuses on my trauma and being hate crimed so that’s fun.

I also gotta get some stuff done for my school’s lit magazine.

61. What Is Your Sexuality?

A known bisexual™

62. Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning?

I try to but I forget.

63. Favorite Pokémon?

Togepi, Blissey and Togekiss.

64. Favorite Social Media?

I hate to say it but it’s tumblr.

65. What’s Your Opinion On Instagram Stories?

If it’s longer than six stories, I’m not watching it. Unless I know they’re gonna be fun or we’re really close then I will.

66. Do You Get Homesick?

A bit. I’m still really homesick for my hometown tbh because that’s where all my family except for my parents are. I’m really close with my extended family, so being isolated from them feels like there’s an emptiness at my side.

67. Are You A Virgin?

No.

68. What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now?

Redken Frizz Dismiss. I got those big fucking bottles you can get at Ulta where it’s like a gallon of shampoo so I haven’t had to buy any in over a year.

69. If You Were Far From Home And Needed To Sleep For The Night, Would You Choose To Rent A Crappy Motel Room For $60 Or Sleep In Your Car For Free?

I’ve slept in my car before and I will do so again most likely. Also $60 is too much to spend for a motel room.

70. Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?

Yes. Though I’m much closer to my mom than my dad.

71. Whats The Next Movie You Want To See In Theaters?

Idk shit about movies tbh.

72. Do You Miss Your Ex?

One of them yes, the others no. But the one I miss I also acknowledge is someone who had their place in my life at the time and helped me through some rough shit, but no longer has a place in my life. I appreciate the hell out of him though, and we’re on good terms.

73. What Is Your Favorite Quote Right Now?

I’ve got two!

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth” –Ophelia, Hamlet

and

"Suffering feels religious if you do it right." –Chelsea Hodson

74.  What Eye Color Do You Find Sexiest?

Brown. Especially the almost black-brown eyes.

75. Did You Like Swinging As A Child? Do You Still Get Excited When You See A Swing Set?

Yes to both.

76. What Was The Last Thing You Ate?

Chocolate covered pretzels ljhflfsd

77. What Games Do You Have On Your Phone?

Toon Blast and 2048.

78. Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?

Holy shit I hate this question. Yes, of course I would. I don’t know why mentioning that the person is homeless is relevant. Homeless people are not somehow less worthy of CPR?? What the fuck.

79. Been On The Computer For 5 Hours Straight?

...yes

80. Stalked Someone On A Social Network?

I’ve briefly skimmed over someone’s page after meeting them but I don’t lurk.

81. Do You Like Meeting New People?

Depends on my mood.

82. Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.

I hate my hands so this was pushing it.

83. Do You Sleep With Your Bedroom Door Open Or Closed?

Closed.

84. What Are Three Things You Did Today?

Corrected papers, walked my dog, did some writing.

85. What Do You Wear To Bed?

T-shirt and shorts.

86. List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.

Dude I can’t do that I have too many, I’ve been buying makeup for 7 years and I used to work next to a sephora

My makeup routine pre-rona was:

Sephora brand moisturizer

Milk Hydrogrip primer

Fenty Pro Filtr Hydrating Foundation

Maybelline Age Rewind Concealer

Anastasia Brow Definer

Glossier Cloud Paint

Fenty Sunstalkr Bronzer

Fenty Liquid Flyliner

Fenty Flypencil

Fenty Full Frontal Mascara

Fenty Glossbomb

It’s...an expensive routine.

87. Are You A Day Or Night Person?

Night to early morning.

88. List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.

I answered this one and I don’t want to reanswer it tbh ldkjfhds

89. Tell Me About A Dream That You Had And When It Happened.

I genuinely can’t remember any of my dreams right now. I remember a snippet of one where I was in a cave and I looked at the wall and I could see water running down it, reflecting in the torchlight but that’s literally it.

90. Favorite Soda Drink?

I’m a big pomegranate person, so Italian soda’s my go to.

91. What Sounds Are Your Favorite?

The sizzle of meat hitting a hot wok, rain, hail, thunder, the crunch of dry leaves. I also love the sound of Simone de Rochefort’s laugh. It’s so good.

92. Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More?

Jeans.

93. How Do You Look Right Now?

Shitty.

94. Name Something That Relaxes You.

Skyrim ldskjfhd

95. What Tattoo Do You Want?

I really want to get my family’s mon on my ribcage and my mom’s Japanese name somewhere. I don’t know how my pain tolerance is but if I can handle it, I’d want to get at least a partial sleeve.

96. Favorite YouTuber?

Polygon and Watcher.

Another week is ending, another replies post is here. Why is it that when there’s a million deadlines waiting for me, time just gets faster? I miss the old days when I had nothing to do. Kinda.

Remember when I rambled a lot in these posts before getting to the actual replies? I have nothing to say this time, other than Roses are coming back (which you’ve probably already noticed). I’m kinda sad to see gen 2 of NSB is truly coming to an end now (in my game, it’s been over for a few months). It was definitely an era and I want to thank everyone who’s been here for this crazy ride. It seems to me like you all enjoyed it way more than I expected. I hope you’ll stay and well, we’ll see them again in a few months. This time, Sunset will be in the spotlight.

I’m talking as if there weren’t a few more days of NSB left in the queue. It’s the FiNaL cOuNtDoWn...idk why I just thought of that song but I’m gonna go listen to it now. If I’m not mistaken, Friday is the last NSB day. Enjoy it.

mysticsheepplant replied to your photoset “Rose, Sammy protect this innocent bean has the voice of an actual...”

I'm exited, I love her

Thanks! ♥ Me too. I didn’t expect to love her so much but then she stole my heart

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Rocket, do you even remember our first meeting? I was beyond pissed...”

:(

Doggos should live forever!

Agreed

@ whoever runs this planet pls make dogs immortal thank you

dandylion240 replied to your photoset “Ross: “And like…once I become a vampire, the wrinkles will be gone,...”

Aw Ross can almost be sweet

He’s trying

jackssims replied to your photoset “Hey Lilith…why are you here?”

lajsglkdas Is Lilith going to deliver her brother's baby? Iconic

ikr? She showed up there and I was like “Oh no. Oh nooo. Oh yes. This couldn’t have gotten any better.”

jackssims replied to your photoset “Lilith: “Before we start -” Caleb: “Can we do it now? We can talk...”

sljagfdlks I was like "Lilith's really breaking the 4th wall here" before I even got to the tags and honestly? I'm here for it

This couldn’t have happened without me mentioning this let’s be real

Also, if I’m not mistaken, it will soon be the second anniversary of the original Caleb abduction. The abduction that changed pretty much everything for this blog.

simsandthensome replied to your photoset “I’m blue da ba dee da ba daa Da ba dee da ba daa, da ba dee da ba daa,...”

you say that like I don't willingly have this song on my phone in 2019

To be fair now that you say it, I’m surprised I don’t have it on my phone

It’s kind of an annoying song but in the best way

jackssims replied to your photoset “100 baby challenge but it’s with Caleb Vatore and you have to get him...”

Chsbdjdsjjf an iconic concept

madgnomes replied to your photoset “100 baby challenge but it’s with Caleb Vatore and you have to get him...”

I like this idea haha

mysticsheepplant replied to your photoset “100 baby challenge but it’s with Caleb Vatore and you have to get him...”

TBH I wanna do that with Don Lothario

Imagine if I actually did that. Should I? Also, I love the idea of doing that to Don Lothario instead. Don deserves it because he’s kinda the worst.

cafeheart replied to your photoset “Rose, Lydia wants to fight everyone basically an angry chihuahua ...”

looks like a cinnamon roll but will e a t y o u

As in...oh god I didn’t think of that and I hate it but also you’re not wrong. Good point lmao

Me: I’m an innocent child!!!1!1!11!

Also me: immediately thinks of this

tealiah replied to your photoset “Mid-Century Twin Houses I’ve been inspired by people putting multiple...”

This is SO cool!!

Thank you! I tried.

lilleputtu replied to your photoset “To quote one of my favourite P!ATD songs: you looked at death in a...”

Rocket Breeze - Vampire Dog, coming to a NSB near you very soon

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “To quote one of my favourite P!ATD songs: you looked at death in a...”

Yay, long live the pup!

I wish we could have actual vampire dogs. Kinda weird but kinda cool

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “Ross: “Shhh, Lucian. Shhh…come on. Seriously, would you shut up? Your...”

Nice to see some things about Ross haven't changed. He's terrible with kids.

He might be a better person now but deep down in the core, it’s still our good old buddy Ross :D

elisabettasims replied to your photoset “I used to love this kind of cake…why do I hate it now? Caleb can eat...”

This sounds like a clear case of 'be careful what you wish for'.

Yup. But I guess giving up the cake is worth it

whysimstho replied to your photoset “Sunset: “Give me that ball, Rocket! We’ll buy you an age-down treat if...”

Me everytime there's a rocket post: not to be dramatic but I'd die for you my darling boy

Same

melideesim replied to your post “One of the best Not So Berry Simblrs! ��”

I agree with this. I binge-read the entire legacy from start to now yesterday!

GUYS YOU’RE TOO NICE TO ME

Thank you so much! I don’t feel like I’m doing anything special but really, thanks a lot :’)

fataleromeo replied to your photoset “Speaking of cakes, Ross is willing to give it a try again.”

I mean...cake! ����

I’ve only now noticed how obsessed my sims are with it

fataleromeo replied to your photoset “If this ain’t the cutest dark form I’ve ever seen”

❤❤❤

aestheicpixels replied to your photoset “If this ain’t the cutest dark form I’ve ever seen”

Awwww

simlovinggirl replied to your photoset “If this ain’t the cutest dark form I’ve ever seen”

Awwwww he's the cutest vampire oml ♥ ♥

It wasn’t really my intention to make him look cute, but then he did this and I knew he was trying to be scary but actually...it was just adorable.

jackssims replied to your photoset “Ross: “Told you this would be the best thing to do. I’ve always told...”

I'm soft for these two tf

We all are

whysimstho replied to your photoset “Ross: “Told you this would be the best thing to do. I’ve always told...”

Can I just say I LOVE that he still has his lighter hair color

I wanted to keep it to show that he’s different now, or something like that. I can’t think of the right word at the moment. Classic Ronnie

aestheicpixels replied to your photo “you’ll be mine”

He's such a cutie!!

This is where he was supposed to look all evil and scary but he’s already failing lmao

jackssims replied to your photo “you’ll be mine”

I thought of this the other day! Foreshadowing in plain sight, I love it

I was wondering if anyone would see it coming or if it would be more like “oh yeah, Halloween, vampires, of course she did that, no big deal, let’s move on”.

fataleromeo replied to your photo “you’ll be mine”

Oh wow, I love this! I don't think I was following you back when it was originally posted. Glad I am now!

♥♥

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “He’s so cute and I’m dead. Also, I have a headcanon that babies who...”

Aaaawww he's really precious!

In each Form

This was the moment I was suddenly happy Caleb got abducted again

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your post “This is gay sim twilight I'm living for it”

If twilight was gay I would be into it. Probably. I'm kinda proud that I never had "twilight phase"

I’ve only ever watched the first movie. I don’t remember it too much though. But I remember having like two Twilight posters from teen magazines on my wardrobe when I was about 11 because I wanted to be cool, even though I didn’t really know what it was. I just knew everyone was talking about it.

I also had this idea that “cool kids have posters everywhere” so...yeah. I was a weird kid at that time.

simlovinggirl replied to your photoset “Stella: that’s my otp”

Mine too Stella, mine too ♥

They’re everyone’s otp here, aren’t they? :D 

I’ll never forget when I asked who you guys ship Ross with and everyone who replied just said Caleb. There were a few other guesses, but everyone mentioned they were rooting for Caleb. The audience’s love for these two is one of my favourite things about this generation.

is it weird that i just called you guys audience

All weird asks!! They're so good!

Sorry this is a bit late, babe! I wanted to wait til I had the opportunity to answer all these uninterrupted!

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Coffee mugs! tbh I drink tea out of coffee mugs because who actually uses teacups? I mean my grandma has tons and I would use them, but the handles are so tiny and I am v clumsy so it scares me.

2. chocolate bars or lollipops?

Chocolate bars!!! I’m too impatient for lollipops and plus they always get coated in saliva which just...drips down my chin since my mouth is already full.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy?

Bubblegum! I love cotton candy but I can only handle a bit at a time tbh. Also I haven’t had bubblegum in almost two years bc of braces and I miss it so much I can’t wait to have it again.

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you?

Okay, so even though I’ve always been homeschooled, when I was in elementary school we did this program with a ton of other homeschoolers where you could take actual classes and stuff. My teachers always said I was quiet and focused and studious, and you could always count on me to be lecturing everyone else on the instructions if they hadn’t been paying attention. (does any of that surprise anyone?)

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? GLASS SODA BOTTLES. nothing beats soda that’s been bottled in glass rather than plastic. You ever had orange cream soda from a glass bottle????? SLAPS ASS MY DUDE.

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear?

Pastel/boho/preppy/goth, my dude. I have so many sides to my fashion and aesthetic.

7. earbuds or headphones?

EARBUDS BC HEADPHONES NEVER FIT OVER MY EARS RIGHT. BUT EARBUDS WITH SOFT TIPS BECAUSE MY EARS ARE TOO SMALL FOR THE PLASTIC ONES.

8. movies or tv shows?

Tv shows tbh because even though I can binge 4 eps of 45 minutes each per night, they’ll hold my attention a lot more than a movie. It’s weird.

9. favorite smell in the summer?

Thunderstorms/petrichor, also natural bogs. PEAT BOG SMELL FUCKING SLAPS.

10. game you were best at in p.e.?

None. I liked trampoline time back when we took gymnastics, if that counts. I also liked jump roping and Irish step dancing.

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

Nothing lmao. I sleep til like noon and then I microwave something for lunch.

12. name of your favorite playlist?

My catchall playlist, Things I Love, my summer playlist, Summer Songs, my Gryffindor playlist, My Queen And Country playlist for writing, and my playlist for The Raven Cycle. (after I post this I’ll edit it and link them)

13. lanyard or key ring?

Keyring, a lanyard would like constantly detract from my outfit if that makes sense???

14. favorite non-chocolate candy?

Sour Patch Kids or Swedish Fish.

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment?

Between The Grapes Of Wrath, The Great Gatsby, The Handmaid’s Tale, and To Kill A Mockingbird!

16. most comfortable position to sit in?

Just fucking sprawled every which way.

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes?

My grey converse if it’s comfortable out, my silver flip flops if it’s hot, and my fur-lined black combat boots if it’s cold.

18. ideal weather?

65-70 degrees, partly sunny, breezy, not humid.

19. sleeping position?

I need to sprawl to fall asleep, but once I’m asleep I curl up into a little ball.

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)?

Laptop and notebook ONLY IF I’m sure of myself, which isn’t often. But I do write dense, scribbled paragraphs on sermon note pages if something comes to me during church lmao.

21. obsession from childhood?

The American Revolution, weather, astronomy, and mysteries/ghost stories.

22. role model?

Idk tbh? Lately I’m just trying to define and live up to my own standards?

23. strange habits?

Pulling the collar of my shirt up to my mouth and sucking on it. Also being a perfectionist in my writing. I don’t do messy drafts. It’s all perfect by the time I write it, and I edit/spellcheck as I go.

24. favorite crystal?

Amethyst (my birthstone), bismuth, opal, and blue goldstone.

25. first song you remember hearing?

Other than nursery rhymes/kid’s songs, it was Light Up The Sky by The Afters, or California Dreamin’ by The Mamas And The Papas.

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather?

Find shade/a cool spot and read with a cold drink.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather?

ALSO READ. And snuggle with thick socks and a cup of tea and play DS games all day.

28. five songs to describe you?

My five faves atm -

I Am Here // Pink

The Pines // Roses and Revolutions

Soldier, Poet, King // The Oh Hellos

Traveler’s Song // Aviators

Hymn // Kesha

29. best way to bond with you?

Share my interests about politics, history, books, true crime, paranormal, tv shows, and also be kind and understanding when I don’t text for long periods bc I don’t feel up to talking.

30. places that you find sacred?

The woods on the hill behind my house. Dense, deeply green, secluded woods. Hedge mazes. Old and crumbling castles. Anywhere beneath a clear sky and a full moon. Your heart when you’ve come to terms with your fears and made peace with yourself. Anyplace with historical significance. Bookstores on an autumn/winter day. Libraries.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names?

A kickass plaid, bruh. Also my leather jacket - once I lose enough shoulder weight to fit in it again.

32. top five favorite vines?

Fre shavoc ado, the one where the dog eats the butterfly, the Lin-Manuel Miranda one where he’s brainstorming, “what the FUCK kind of weather is this, and the dad and son with the saxophone and the oven door.

33. most used phrase in your phone?

“oh mood”

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head?

“WOW! It’s NatureStone!”

35. average time you fall asleep?

Right now it’s 4-5 am because I suck.

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing?

I Can Haz Cheezburger, My mom used to look at the website with me when I was like 10.

37. suitcase or duffel bag?

They both have pros and cons. :/ Duffel bags are easier to carry but suitcases keep stuff from getting broken better.

38. lemonade or tea?

TEAAAAAAAAAAAA

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie?

Lemon meringue pie!!! my stepdad made a really good one the other week.

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

Nothing, since I was homeschooled. Same weird shit that always happens at home. Our safe word for when I got overwhelmed in math was “quokka” and we’d stop and look at cute quokka pictures.

41. last person you texted?

My gf :)

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets?

Jacket pockets because things are not only hard to fit in girls’ pants pockets, but if you put a chapstick/lipstick in there it starts to melt :(

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket?

BETWEEN HOODIE AND CARDIGAN. SO VERSATILE. SO COMFY.

44. favorite scent for soap?

Irish Spring soap or the blue Dial bars smells better and cleaner than anything to me.

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

Fantasy. It can take me a bit to get into it, but once I do, I love it. I only do sci-fi if it has rebellion and isn’t heavy on the sci. And superhero movies are great but a lot of the tropes are meh. Fantasy has a lot more versatility if you ask me.

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in?

Sweatpants/leggings and a soft, well worn tee.

47. favorite type of cheese?

Parmesan, white cheddar, or Muenster.

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be?

Raspberry!

49. what saying or quote do you live by?

“do no harm but take no shit.”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have?

A really poorly edited political ad on tv a couple years ago. There was weird jazz playing, flames in the background of an image of the Capitol Building, and then the top of the dome opened and this guy’s face was inside. It is the single funniest ad I have ever seen and I laughed for 10 minutes so hard I was like an inch away from passing out.

51. current stresses?

Passing my driving test next month, getting a job, figuring out if my math skills are okay enough to take the SAT or an equivalent test.

52. favorite font?

Baskerville or Georgia!

53. what is the current state of your hands?

My fingernails are short bc I picked them while reading earlier, my cuticles suck bc I pick at those two, and my pinky is obliterated and scabbed because of when I accidentally sliced through the nail with a razor while shaving the other day. So, not great, but I’m living.

54. what did you learn from your first job?

That kids can be really annoying but also really cute and hilarious if you can get them to calm down. And also that baby fingernails are surprisingly sharp.

55. favorite fairy tale?

The OG Princess and the Frog where it’s implied the prince and “faithful Henry,’ his carriage driver, fall in love and ride off together at the end. JACOB AND WILHELM GRIMM SAID GAY RIGHTS.

56. favorite tradition?

Every December, my mom and I drive around after dark at night and I play Pokemon and we rate everyone’s Christmas decorations based on tackiness.

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome?

So isolated I was as a preteen/early teenager, my self harm, and the internalized anger over my abusive relationship and PTSD.

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Writing, puzzle solving, singing, and calligraphy.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be?

“Benvoli-no.” (I recently remembered I used to say that a lot and I need to bring it back)

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be?

Dark, fairy tale anime with a lot of secrets to uncover and some dark woods.

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.?

TV show - “I am the Bad Wolf. I create myself.” - Doctor Who

Movie - “It’s not about deserve. It’s about what you believe. And I believe in love.” - Wonder Woman

Book - “If you never saw the stars, candles were enough.” - The Dream Thieves, by Maggie Stiefvater

62. seven characters you relate to?

Dean Winchester - Supernatural

Sam Winchester - Supernatural

Jack Kline Winchester - Supernatural

Charlie Bradbury - Supernatural

Gansey - The Raven Cycle

Blue Sargent - The Raven Cycle

Hermione Granger - Harry Potter

63. five songs that would play in your club?

Final Song // MO

Call Home // Heathers

I Am Here // Pink

Babylon // 5 Seconds of Summer

Shake It Off // Taylor Swift

64. favorite website from your childhood?

WEBKINZ AND THE OLD AMERICAN GIRL WEBSITE

65. any permanent scars?

Yes, I have several that remain from self harm, scars all over my left knee from being a clumsy child, and most of all a major scar down the center of my chest from heart surgery when I was a baby.

66. favorite flower(s)?

Rose, lavender, lilac, and dahlia.

67. good luck charms?

Not really???

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried?

Olives, mushrooms, radishes, cottage cheese, and ranch dressing are all foul.

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned?

Martin Luther didn’t actually nail his 95 theses to the church door, he just kind of passed them around, which is a lot less dramatic tbh. Also light-up signs were first used in New York City in 1884.

70. left or right handed?

I’m left-handed!

71. least favorite pattern?

I think zebra stripes, leopard print, and houndstooth are super ugly.

72. worst subject?

Math for sure. Even science would be easier if it didn’t involve so much math.

73. favorite weird flavor combo?

Wendy’s fries and chocolate frosty!!!

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

I think a 7, usually. My pain tolerance is pretty high because of a) years of self harm, and b) due to my PTSD my muscles are constantly tense and in pain anyway.

75. when did you lose your first tooth?

I was 4, and it had been loose but it fell out when I was trying to blow up an inflatable ball.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)?

Fries or roasted potatoes that are charred and crunchy on the bottom. Chips are a close third.

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill?

Idk, my grandma’s the one with the green thumb mania lmao. But She keeps a lot of violets and arrowhead plants in the windowsills!

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store?

NEITHER I HATE BOTH COFFEE AND SUSHI IN ALL CIRCUMSTANCES.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo?

Never had a school ID, but my temporary license photo is actually pretty good right now!

80. earth tones or jewel tones?

I really like earth tones for myself.

81. fireflies or lightning bugs?

THEY ARE THE SAME MF THING. Also I call them both, it just depends on what comes out of my mouth haha.

82. pc or console?

PC, I guess, though I don’t really game. I just watch my stepdad game.

83. writing or drawing?

WRITING. I cannot draw to save my life.

84. podcasts or talk radio?

Podcasts, talk radio is so annoying.

84. barbie or polly pocket?

Barbie, although I loved both.

85. fairy tales or mythology?

Mythology I guess??? Although again, I love both.

86. cookies or cupcakes?

COOKIESSSSS

87. your greatest fear?

Rejection, losing people I love, people secretly hating me. Also drowning, spiders, clowns, and guns.

88. your greatest wish?

To be a semi-successful author and work in a library/museum.

89. who would you put before everyone else?

My mom and my gf.

90. luckiest mistake?

Almost dropping a knife blade first on my foot but it landed between my toes.

91. boxes or bags?

um boxes I guess? I’m really good at fitting things in tetris style.

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights?

FAIRY LIGHTS AND DIM YELLOW LAMPS.

93. nicknames?

Ell, Alexander, Ellie, Little Lion, and Nerd.

94. favorite season?

FALL FALL FALL FALL

95. favorite app on your phone?

Tumblr or Spotify. Two apps I couldn’t live without.

96. desktop background?

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized?

About a half dozen. Mine, my mom’s, my stepdad’s, my grandparents’ home number, my grandpa’s, and my grandma’s.

98. favorite historical era?

Both the American Revolutionary period and the Victorian Era (esp in Britain)

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