but they just are so canon in go

iseeaskyfullofstars  asked:

I just read everything in your gods and monsters series and wow I am in awe. I am absolutely blown away by your writing it's beautiful the Icarus one had me staring at a wall for ten minutes afterwards absorbing what I'd just read. anywhoozle, I love everything you've written and not to rush or pressure you or anything but I was wondering if perhaps we could get more of the greek mythology stories?

a continuation of this

Caeneus has only ever had two loves in his life.

First is the sea. He’s loved her his whole life, heard her siren song from the time he had long curly hair and still tolerated being put in dresses and called a girl. He loves the sea like his parents go to temple, in an unmovable and inexplicable way that he no longer questions.

Second is Poseidon. Foolish, but so achingly kind. He’s a man who professes his wish to master the sea without ever really understanding it, and Caeneus smiles and kisses the stress lines from his brow but does not worry.

The sea has never loved him back, and it never will. She is power and coldness and loss, and her beauty is in her tragedy. Poseidon is warmth and thoughtfulness and strong hands on his hips. He is nothing like the sea, and he will never rule it.

Caeneus knows this, and he’s relieved by it. Poseidon loves him back. Poseidon is not the sea.

Then he wakes up to his lover’s lips on his neck, cold enough that flinches away from the sensation, and for a terrifying moment he doesn’t recognize the person touching him as the man he loves.

“I can do it now,” he whispers, and cool fingers splay against his waist, “I can make you the man you want to be.”

Caeneus wants the body that men usually have, wants people to stop looking at him and seeing a woman. But if Poseidon had asked, he would have told him – Caeneus would choose his lover over a new body, would rather live as he does now than have Poseidon harm himself for his benefit.

But he did not ask, so Caeneus closes his eyes and accepts the gift his lover is so eager to give him.


Amphitrite has never had a heart before.

She was the sea, and what she desired, she took. Men, women – she wanted, and she had, and then she moved on.

But the heart in her chest is softer, warmer. It turns her pearl hued skin pink and makes her swim to the surface to watch the sun set, makes something like empathy stir inside her when before all she had was selfishness.

The heart in her chest is in love, and she thought it was something she could control, something she could stop. It’s not. It will be one day, when she masters this heart in her chest, but not yet. She spends hours following Caeneus as he sails her seas, guides fish into his net and feels her borrowed heart beat that much faster whenever he pears into the ocean and she catches sigh of his gorgeous amber eyes.

So she says to Poseidon, “You spend too much time on the shore for a god of the sea.”

He glances at her, and his eyes are green just like hers, are cold and uncaring just like hers used to be. She wonders what her eyes look like now. “Caeneus is on the shore.”

“Bring him here if you’re so concerned with your mortal,” she says, focusing on weaving shells into her hair and giving the impression that she couldn’t care less what he does with his mortal plaything. “The palace is big enough.”

He stops and turns to her, eyebrow raised. “You do not mind me bringing him here?”

“Do with your mortal as you wish,” she repeats, and stamps down on the trembling joy in her chest, “It’s no concern of mine.”


Caeneus doesn’t know how to love a god of the sea. He knew how to love Poseidon – take him onto the water to watch the sunrise, feed him warm, sweet drinks, and let him curl around him at night and listen to his stories of his siblings, of impossible gods who do impossible things.

But now he sits in a palace under water, with his own room and the freedom to see the other side of the ocean he loves so dearly. There are no sunsets here, no cocoa to barter for, and Poseidon doesn’t tell him stories any more.

Poseidon still loves him. He kisses him and holds his hips when they sleep together and keeps him by his side while he crosses the sea and gains more and more control over this domain that he now commands. Poseidon still loves him, he tells himself when he itches to return to the surface and the home Poseidon build for him, and the life he built for himself.

He didn’t want to be a consort of the king of sea. He just wanted to be Caeneus, a man who loved a man and was loved in return, a man who loved the sea even though it would never love him back.

The sea will never love him back. He’s known that since he was a child, so the real question is – how much of the Poseidon he knew is left, and how much of him the depths of the ocean?


There’s a hurricane that requires her husband’s attention, and even he is not so foolish as to bring his lover to a place as dangerous as that. Which means it’s the perfect time for her to run into him in the interior gardens, as he stares up through the iridescent seaweed to the rays of sunlight that just manage to penetrate the water. “Do you miss it?” she asks him, and he startles, swinging around to face her and stumbling away.

“My lady!” he says, and falls to his knees before her, bowing his head. It’s what she expects of all mortals, but not from him, never from him. The heart in her chest loves him, and if it’s not her heart, well – the rest of her doesn’t know the difference. “A thousand apologies.”

“You are welcome here,” she says, and smiles. She’s never smiled quite like this before, she’s never felt quite like this before, fond and fluttery and so painfully eager that it would be embarrassing if she ever dared articulate it. It’s a wonder Poseidon managed to get anything done at all if this is what he had in his chest.

He looks up, hesitant, and she holds out her hand. He takes it, and she pulls him to his feet, pulls him closer until they’re nearly touching and he’s forced to look up into her eyes or be stuck staring at her chin. He’s warmer than her, she can feel the heat pouring off him in waves, and she wants him to hold her in his arms so she can languish against him like she would a sun-warmed rock.

Before she had a heart, she took who and what she wanted, when she wanted it.

Now she has a heart, and she takes his hands in both of hers and says, “Would you like to visit the surface? I can take you, and bring you back before my husband returns.”

He’s hesitant because he’s afraid of her. Caeneus will never love her, because although she holds the heart he loves she is not the person the heart belongs to. Not that he knows any of that, not that anyone will ever know the details of her and Poseidon’s arrangement. But she doesn’t want Caeneus to be afraid of her. She wants him to smile at her like she is a sunrise. “Yes, please,” he decides on finally.

She stands and watches as he walks through his home, as he touches the hearth and looks longingly at the bed, as he stands in the small cottage that he clearly prefers over her palace, over all the riches and adoration that comes with being consort to the sea.

Caeneus is a simple man, whose heart loves with a simple love.

He is a man whose heart loves someone who now has no heart, and Amphitrite can’t bring herself to tell him. She’s the one who took it away, and she won’t give it back.

She likes having a heart, and one day she will need to return it, but not now, not yet, not for a long time.


Caeneus lies besides Poseidon, curled up so his head rests on the god’s outflung arm and he can watch his chest rise and fall as he sleeps. There are bruises on Caeneus’s hips and down his chest, bite marks on his shoulder and up his neck. It’s not the first time his lover has been rough with him, and he doesn’t mind, like that Poseidon doesn’t touch him like he’s afraid he’ll break, likes that whenever he’s rough he’s careful enough with his strength not to ever cross the line from bruising to breaking.

It’s different than it used to be. It’s been different for a long time, ever since Poseidon somehow convinced the Lady to hand over her title as monarch, to share her power with him for no reason that Caeneus can see. It’s not love between them, because the sea does not love. But she got something out of it, something valuable enough to bargain away part of her power, and as soon as she did the man Caeneus loves ceased to exist.

He slides out of bed and angrily rubs at his eyes. He can’t do this anymore, can’t sleep and live with this man who has his lover’s face and memories and nothing else.

He knows this palace well, and everyone else knowns him too. The servants don’t question him, only offer shallow bows before hurrying on his way. He’s a fisherman who lives on the outskirts of society. He’s not any sort of person that people were meant to bow to. He stands in front of an ornate set of carved doors, the beautiful shimmering inside of a muscle shell of impossible size. Two guards stand at each door, but neither move to stop him as he pushes it open and slips inside.

“Lady?” he whispers. Large, bioluminescent carvings flare to life all across the room, bathing them in soft golden-green light. Amphitrite pulls herself out of bed, green hair loose around her and the rest of her on display, pale and flawless, as perfect an example of a beautiful woman as Caeneus has ever seen, and he averts his gaze. “Lady!”

“So modest,” she teases, and when he glances over she’s in a simple white robe and pulling her hair up behind her. She looks vulnerable like this, almost like his mother did when she would rouse him and his father from sleep in the darkness of early morning so they could catch the fish while they were still sleeping. “What’s going on Caeneus? I thought my husband had exclusive rights to your nights,” she winks, and he forces a smile.

He walks over to her, takes her hands in his because he knows she likes how warm he runs compared to her, and her smile slips off her face. “Please,” he whispers, “Poseidon is different than he once was, and I want to know why. Please.”


She shouldn’t tell him, but the heart in her chest loves him, and she loves him too, thinks she would even without Poseidon’s heart influencing her.

So she tells him, and when he starts crying she brushes away his tears and he doesn’t stop her. “He’ll never love you like he once did,” she tells him, “It’s not that he doesn’t want to, he just can’t.”

“The sea doesn’t love you back,” he says, because he knows, because he’s a skilled sailor, because he’s one of the people who has worshipped her his whole life without ever expecting anything back, because that’s what an ocean gives back – nothing at all. “Can – can I give you my heart?”

She stares. “Excuse me?”

“Let me give you my heart,” he pleads, “so that I may hold Poseidon’s in my chest. You can have mine, I know I’m only a mortal–”

“You’re all mortal to me,” she says, because a hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand, what does it matter – she and Gaia were around long before gods and humans, and they’ll be around long after them. “If I give you Poseidon’s heart, you will become a god.”

He pales and flinches away from her. He’s not in this for power, this was never about power to him. It was always about love. “Lady, I’m not trying to – I don’t want that.”

“If you become a god,” she continues, because she loves him and that means she wants him to be happy, even at her own expense, “you will be alive when the time comes for me to reclaim my title of monarch. One day I will take back my heart from Poseidon, will reclaim the cold, black thing in his chest as my own, and when I do he will no longer be master of the sea. When I do, you can give him back his heart, and he will love you as he loved you before, as he will always love you.”

Caeneus has a hand over his chest and there’s so much hope shining in his eyes that it’s almost painful to look at. “Please, Lady. Please. I love him, let me carry his heart, let me have him back once you are done. I will wait.”

“It will be a long time,” she answers honestly, “Empires will rise and fall before I’m willing to give this up, before Poseidon will be willing to give up his power over the sea.”

“I will wait,” Caeneus repeats, “I love him. If you have my heart, maybe you will grow to love him too. If you have my heart, you will protect him, you will keep him safe.”

Amphitrite loves Caeneus, and Caeneus loves Poseidon, and Poseidon is incapable of loving anyone at all. “Very well,” she whispers, because a heart is a heart, and just like Poseidon she’s unable to deny Caeneus anything.

She breaks open her chest and takes out the warm, beating heart of Poseidon. She slits open Caeneus’s chest for him, and holds him upright while struggles to take out his heart and clumsily places in into her chest. She heals over instantly, and nestles Poseidon’s heart in Caeneus’s ribcage. He too heals over, and his eyes flash with power as the heart settles inside of him.

Caeneus becomes so much more than a mortal man in that moment.

This heart doesn’t feel too different, she still loves Caeneus because she’s capable of loving and he is worthy of it. “Go,” she says, “Say your goodbyes, and leave. If you stay, he’ll just continue hurting you, and in a few thousand years he’ll hate himself for it. Leave now, and spare both of you that pain.”

He leans forward and cups her face in his hands, kissing her on each cheek. “Thank you,” he breathes, and then he’s gone.


Caeneus can feel the power of a god flowing into him, but he doesn’t care about that, the only reason he’s glad he’s a god now is so he’ll live long enough to get Poseidon back, to get the Poseidon who loves him back.

He goes back to where Poseidon is sleeping, and takes a long, careful look. It will be a long time before he sees this man again. He kisses him on the lips, softly and carefully, the way Poseidon first kissed him when he thought he was sleeping.

Then he leaves, stepping outside the palace and using his newly gained powers to bring himself to the shore.


Poseidon is furious, bur Amphitrite won’t budge, says only that Caeneus left. He throws a temper, and half the palace is lost in the aftermath, but she does not care.

She doesn’t tell him that she no longer carries his heart. It doesn’t matter. Caeneus’s heart beats in her chest, and she sits on her throne amongst the rubble and does nothing more than sigh at the way he threatens to tear the world apart looking for his lover. It will pass. The depth and coldness of the sea is unable to sustain such fits of wild passion.

Years pass. Rumors reach them of a sea god, one who is known for rescuing sailors and fisherman from storms, one who they say used to be a mortal fisherman himself.

They call him Glaucus, and say that he swallowed a magical herb to become a god.

She smiles when she hears these rumors, and thankfully Poseidon has long given up trying to get her to explain herself. The rumors are only half right, but she likes hearing them none the less.

It comforts her to hear that Caeneus is well.

gods and monster series, part xiii

read more of the gods and monsters series here

No idea is a bad idea Illumi
  • Hisoka: I’ve got an idea.
  • Illumi: We’re not gonna murder anyone.
  • Hisoka: I don’t have any ideas.

anonymous asked:

Do you think Annabeth cares about her appearance/girly stuff?? I'm writing a fic but since I don't write about her much I'm having a hard time placing where she stands re her wardrobe, makeup and hair, things like that. Any insight would be appreciated xx

she’s definitely not a stereotypically “girly” girl in my mind (and in canon)! here are some headcanons of how i personally see her ~style~

  • wears a lot of really simple clothing, like jeans and neutral colored pants and one-color tshirts. everything is quite well fitted and it makes her look like she put more effort than she actually did
  • lots and lots of neutral colors - the most colorful things she wears are red and blue, and even then they’re quite neutral. everything is so similarly toned, in fact, that when she’s in a hurry she can just grab a pair of bottoms and a top and it will generally go together, which she greatly appreciates
  • she’s literally always in flats or slippers because they’re comfortable and she’s already quite tall - she actually likes heels for what they look like and her legs look amazing for the fact she intimidates people even more by being even taller but they’re a pain to walk in and it’s just not worth it
  • i don’t see her wearing much jewelry - maybe a thin little necklace (maybe with the piece of coral percy gave her) or a simple bracelet at most. she does like those tiny pinpoint kinda earrings tho, when she can be bothered to remember putting them on
  • doesn’t wear much makeup at all, partly because she can’t be bothered and partly because she doesn’t really know how to do it. the only thing she really wears somewhat regularly is mascara, and even then by the end of the day she’s either picking it off with her nails or washed it off already because it irritates her sensitive eyes (light eyes, dry-ish skin - a nightmare), but she likes how it focuses on them and makes them even more startling. 
  • she kinda wishes she knew how to fill in her eyebrows because hers are quite light but she’s kinda afraid to ask for help and look like a fool. this baby.
  • she’s addicted to one makeup-y related item and it’s lip balm lol she has like 5 at hand at all times because she loves having different flavors and also she can’t stop herself from buying 78 at all times like annabeth my love pls stop
  • whenever she has special occasions to go to, she’ll call piper or silena over and they’ll do her makeup for her. she likes feeling pampered and the fact she just has to sit there and let them work, and also, she loves winged eyeliner when she doesn’t have the pressure to do it herself lol
  • the only thing she really pays attention to is her hair. she never lets it air dry or dry when it’s up because it turns into a big poofy mess and not only does she feel really not pulled together, she also feels like people don’t take her as seriously (and if there is one thing annabeth hates, it’s not being taken seriously). she does wear buns, ponytails and simple braids a lot when she can’t be bothered to wash it though because it’s definitely more of a chore than something she does for fun
  • (percy definitely enjoys smelling her curls when they’re all soft and clean and bouncy and also when she comes home tired he’s the one to undo her knot of a bun that has been on her head for 17 hours and calmly comb through her hair with his fingers until it’s ever so slightly poofy and really curly and knot free and kinda kinky but he doesn’t take a brush to it because by now annabeth’s fallen asleep with his hands on her hair and he doesn’t wanna wake her up.)

Concept: we do not need to genderswap the senshi, but if we do Mako should be smol

anonymous asked:

Now that the end of tw is near(?) I worry what will happen to the fandom. I'm still pretty new here and I hope I'll be able to participate in the events next year.

I don’t think you have to worry too much about that, anon. <3 The majority of Sterek fandom stopped watching the show years ago, and while our numbers have tapered off a bit since Derek left in s4, we’re still going strong and producing new content all the time. I can’t see that changing much just because the show ends, since most of us are either ignoring canon or constantly frustrated by it already ;P (Personally, I’m looking forward to the end of the show so our characters can finally be free from whatever new nonsense Jeff decides to throw at them next, so we can go on writing our canon divergents and future fics in peace. Maybe I’ll actually be able to get back to writing once canon’s done.)

As for events, I know that Asagi & Void are already accepting themes for next spring’s @sterek-bingo event, so that’s one to look forward to, and I’m pretty sure they’re committed to continuing Sterek Week into fall of 2018 as well.

Some people might move on to other fandoms, but Sterek hasn’t been reliant on canon for years and I’m sure there will still be events and new content for a long time to come.

anonymous asked:

Are you doing the b99 head canons still? (I'm sorry I saw in in some tags and thought it was a really great idea, but if I'm too late that's ok:)) Cause I'd really like to see someone write some head canons for when Amy's pregnant and her and jake go to get the ultrasound and everyone's just really proud and happy and it's just a nice idea :))) You don't have to though, don't feel pressured if you don't feel like it!!

• Amy looked at every ultrasound clinic in town to find one that had an open slot at a time when nobody would be working. She was determined to make sure she could share this moment with everyone.
• Amy scheduled the ultrasound at 2pm. Jake was afraid he’d be late as usual so he made get there at noon. He was afraid Amy’d be uncomfortable in his smaller car so Terry offered to drive them in his minivan.
• Terry offered to give their child Cagney, Lacey, and Ava’s hand-me-downs. They don’t care if it’s a boy because honestly who cares if a male infant is wearing pink clothing. Jake: “F*** gender roles!” *puts hands on Amy’s belly* “I’m so sorry our baby had to hear that kind of language, but I feel very strongly about this issue”
• Since they showed up so early, they stop at a coffee shop near the clinic. Amy drinks water, and so does Jake. Jake gave up alcohol and caffine while Amy’s pregnant so she won’t be the only one suffering.
• Amy: “Jake, you can order coffee. You’re doing more than enough to help.”
Jake: “You’re about to squeeze a tiny human out of you. I should ask Charles to kick me in the groin as hard as he can while you’re in labor so we’ll be suffering together. The pain you’re going through is worse than anything, even worse than growing up without a dad.”
• Jake gets quiet and starts thinking to himself. Then he starts whimpering, then full on sobbing. Amy panics, asks what’s wrong. Jake chokes out “I always hated my dad for leaving me and mom. I know I’ll never do that to my family. I’ll always be there for my kid.”

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anonymous asked:

Are you still hoping for a lost special or waiting for S5 to (hopefully) fix everything?

Hi Nonny!

You know, I’m 50/50 on the whole thing. Like part of me just doesn’t want Mofftiss to touch this franchise anymore if they’re going to keep shitting on their fans, but another part of me – Tinfoil Hat Steph™ – she can’t get over the fact that there is SO MUCH WRONG and Fucky in S4. IT’S NOT EVEN THE JOHNLOCK. I don’t care if the Johnlock is only ever confirmed with a kiss and “I love you”. I JUST WANT THE STORY TO MAKE SENSE AGAIN. Like everyone’s character was so OFF in S4, and the narrative makes no sense. So I kind of want TLS or S5 to tell “the real story”, but I know that a there’s a slim chance that it’s going to happen and if there is an S5 that it’s just going to continue on with the “”””CANON”””” that they showed in S4.


Hmm, I feel like this is something that the fandom has debated on for a while now. I’m going to say What I think, so don’t take my opinion to be canon lol. Unless you want it to be.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I think that she is C-137. Sorta. Cause before the Cronenberg episode, they did not say their dimension numbers. The first time they mention dimension numbers is in S1E10, Close Rick-counters of the Rick kind. What Rick says in S1E06 Rick Potion #9 is:

They’re replacing a Rick and Morty. So I think they’d take their numbers too. 

But I just thought about how the Guard Ricks came out of a portal and immediately labeled him Earth Dimension C-137. But the council could have been made between the time of Episode 6 to Episode 10…. Ricks don’t time travel so it could have been possible…. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh This is why I’m like “sorta” with the whole Summer is C-137 lol. I don’t think there’s a definite answer yet lol. We gotta wait it out.

Also in that screenshot I just wanted to note its the TV’s Rick’s Summer. I like to keep RnM dimensions separated so I can differentiate from the canon TV show and the canon to comic/fanart sorta deals lol.  I really like Justin trying to push people to make their own versions of RnM. Shows that he supports the fans. <3 Though I hope he and the others haven’t seen my comics cause I’d fucking DIE

Alright, so. I’m putting a tentative release date on this Supercorp Roommates AU  of July 9th. If I don’t put a date on this to hold me accountable then it’s just never going to get done and I’ll procrastinate it forever. So here it is, in writing -July 9th I will post a Supercorp one shot of at least 20k words, full of fluffy ‘We didn’t know we were dating’ goodness with lots of y’alls headcanons thrown in!

“It used to be a little depressing that I didn’t have much interaction with canon muses from my small fandom, I felt like I wasn’t liked very much so I couldn’t approach people easily about wanting to plot or even just have casual one-lined. At some point I changed my perspective and started being more open, and I realized that there were actually A LOT of muses who were looking to interact with me, originals and from other fandoms. I stopped being afraid of not fitting in, I stopped being afraid of going to other people’s verses, I concentrated on having fun and being a good writer (not quality, just having proper spelling and grammar and giving the other person something good to reply to). My rp experience has become a lot better now and I’m a lot happier now too.“

look i’m not going to lie. i ship usamamo hardcore, like i’m so invested in that ship that sometimes i get a little too incensed when i see usagi shipped with someone other than mamoru. and seiusa’s always been a ship that’s been hard for me to accept since it was so close to being canon too. 

but fuck if i don’t love @eternalbunni and @kinmokian and their ship. fuck, not just their ship, i just love both muns and their writing and their portrayals and their headcanons and just everything about nova and cece ♥

anonymous asked:

Yup, really curious. You write both noorhelm and (200% CANON) mohnstad like a pro, home girl here just wanted to know if you will ever write a double date cause that would be damn amazing. Just imagine redeemed-fuckboys William and Chris with "we can basically read each other thoughts" friends Eva and Noora. I bet it would be extra funny, I can see the boys openly throwing shade at each other, or being super embarrassed about "that one time you" while the girls are living for it

Ahhhhhhh thank you so much!!!! Noorhelm and Mohnstad (SO CANON) are so much fun to write, I’m so happy you like my fics!!!! <3

And YES oh my gosh I wanted them to go on double dates so much?? Basically-telepathic-Noora-and-Eva would be so funny, there would be so many wordless looks??? And I can so see Chris trying to tell embarrassing William stories, and William literally always having a more embarrassing one about him???? I still wish we could have seen all four of them really interact on screen at some point, SO MUCH POTENTIAL.

Anyway, that’s definitely something I would lovelovelove to try writing, it means a ton to hear that you’d want to read it if I did! :) 

anonymous asked:


Sexuality Headcanon: Pansexual
Gender Headcanon: Goes by male, but truly believes that gender is merely a construct
A ship I have with said character: Nothing canon, though I do ship him with an OC of mine, so, go me I guess
A friendship I have with said character: His relationship with Chiro is just, really good, though really I enjoy his friendship with the whole team and how, even though he’s clearly the wise leader, it’s a pretty equal relationship as far as respect goes
A NOTP I have with said character: Please don’t ship him with Chiro, just, don’t, they have a father son type relationship, please don’t ship them
A random headcanon: Easily flustered by an romantic/sexual remark, literally the least suave person when it comes to flirting
General Opinion over said character:
I love Antauri, he’s great and an excellent character, 10/10

rubinsammler  asked:

Oy Meister Do you think Waluigi is attracted to any gender?

hrm… i dunno.

I kinda think of all Mario characters as possibly any orientation bc there really isn’t much canon to go off, esp for Waluigi. Wario does the whole blushing around pretty girls thing so he’s shown to be attracted to at least one gender, but Waluigi? There’s rumours he likes Daisy but his actions show no real proof of that. His actions show no romantic desire at all, really. But maybe that is just because he’s an unpopular guy and is actually gay af Imao

So he could totally go any way and I think that’s great.

anonymous asked:

What are your favourite things about Benny?

oh god what a question

honestly i think what i love about him is that he really, truly, and genuinely is such a good dude. 

and, also, there are no scenes where he ever pretends otherwise.

he hugs sonny after alabanza, he teases usnavi about his crush on vanessa but does give him advice and tells him to go for it because he wants to see his friends happy, he is constantly encouraging and supporting nina and seeing the best in her even when she’s lost sight of it herself.

he’s ambitious, but in a really kind way? he wants to be successful, but you just know he’d never throw anyone under the bus to get there. 

and, like, he references LOTR in 96,000. hes canonically a #nerd?? i love. 

all in all he’s an absolute cutie and i love him so much.

thanks for sending me this ask so i could explode my feelings about him here

The flaws in the popular theory regarding the epilogue.

Hello let’s talk about things that I call illogical because I feel like this one was just for the sake of making 02 “edgy & dark” than trying to fix 02′s mistakes.

The Daisuke’s illusion is the epilogue and that Vamdemon had won. 

This one makes me feel insulted just like the old popular “Frontier kids are the Original Chosen from Adventure”. I have my rights to dislike those and honestly I can even see them working as an AU rather than part of the actual canon. So, allow me explain why I do not like this “creepypastaish” theory.

We’re going to use 02 material only for this.
Let’s start:

1- The narrator is NOT Daisuke

When we’re on the last two episodes, the narrator starts to drop hints who he truly is. First, he start saying “we” instead of “they” and “the Chosen Children”. And only in the last episode, in the bridge from 02 present to 02 epilogue, we get the reveal that The Narrator was Takeru all this whole time. Not to mention the Narrator in the JP version also voices Takeru’s dad and we can say adult!Takeru inherited a few traces from his father, like voice.

This is the first thing debunking the whole theory, when the narrator is not Daisuke himself but Takeru. The next item explains why this wouldn’t work at all.

2- Daisuke and Takeru NEVER had been close friends

Au contraire, Daisuke saw Takeru as strong rival and knowing him perfectly, he wouldn’t let Takeru narrate his own story due to his ego. Daisuke has ego, only when he’s under the adrenaline of a competition.

I fail to see why on Earth Daisuke could’ve let Takeru narrate his own story. Plus, he’s not present in Adventure events (except for the Odaiba invasion).

3- Daisuke already explained what was his illusion

And the track Goggles makes clear Daisuke’s biggest desire was strength.

4- Daisuke is not book smart, BUT street smart. Which means he can figure things out.

Daisuke figured how things worked on that world and took advantage. So he probably learned how to beat Vamdemon’s illusions. If his optimism was able to make XV-mon’s attack stronger, then Daisuke discovered Vamdemon’s weakness.

5- The place they were favored their victory

Again, Daisuke learned about the battlefield and use this knowledge as advantage.

 6- Daisuke has PRIORITIES

His priority was to beat Vamdemon and save the world. The kid thought about the world and the people over his own selfish desires. And he’s pretty right, why daydream with Hikari’s love or the success of his business if you lose the battle and the world to Vamdemon?!

He had no time to dream, he had a battle to win.

So here’s the facts.
The reason why that popular edgy theory/headcanon is flawed. 02 has lots of issues, but I do not agree that the last battle was one of them, nor that Daisuke deserved an illusion like everyone else when they needed someone to wake the others up and he was the best choice ever due to his endless optimistic energy.

anonymous asked:

for ooc: I'm excited for this au week thing! but with you guys following the canon, what happens to connors blog?

((Connor’s mun is traveling to Europe, so they’re not really going to be that active I don’t think, but you can send them questions for ghost Connor! Like, you can ask him what he thinks about everything going on and stuff like that ^^))

turings  asked:

god so in speaking of synth/ai house i've always had this really weird concept based around the concept of house making an ai copy of himself in case his life support fails, and during that hiccup it went active, but rather than putting down the original house it sorta just... kept him alive while going about its (his? their? they have the same goal) own business. it's definitely non canon and rides on the concept of "real" house not being communicative when you meet him but i think abt it a lot

there were two things i thought about house when playing. 1: hes so tech advanced i feel like it wouldve made sense to be to copy himself into an ai, kinda like a backup plan. although im not sure, maybe he expects the life support system to last forever and didnt think the courier would/could kill him. 2: does he have cameras all over lucky 38? id be extremely paranoid with that.

Fairy Tail ends in five weeks and I just really hope that’s enough time for Mashima-sensei to wrap up his story, I’ll be ecstatic to see my ships canon but first and foremost I just want a good, solid resolution for his sake as much as ours ;v;

anonymous asked:

i just wanted to say that you're such an amazing writer. i started reading your kylux fics but i love your style so much i ended up reading the stan/kyle ones too (even tho i never watched south park lol). i love the way you give the pre-existing characters such depth and personality, it's truly incredible how you write this amazing novel length stories :)

Thank you so much for this note, it picked me up yesterday when I was under the weather! <3 <3 Glad you checked out the SP fics and got into them, I spent five years writing about those characters asdofidsfjod there’s just something about expanding upon the suggestions of a canon that will always make me go ‘ok but what next??’ and set off on novel length what-ifs according to my own unrestrained preferences lol, it’s my favorite thing.