i’ve been getting a lot of messages lately (and unsurprisingly, considering how unrepentantly i’ve been reblogging stuff from them) from followers asking me for podcast recommendations - and i love getting those so thank you, guys! - and i thought i’d make a masterpost of what i’ve both a) finished and b) enjoyed since i’ve started bingeing them. and, as an extra added bonus, what has canonical lgbt+ representation (since i know what you guys are into [waggles eyebrows]).
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is definitely the first podcast that i’ve fallen in love with as hard as my original gateway podcast: welcome to night vale. it’s so well-written, the characters well-drawn, the premise fascinating - atypicals, or people with some sort of special ability, in therapy - and it’s such a positive story and experience that i can’t help but feel better on days i listen to it. it really believes in humanity and that’s such a wonderful thing in this day and age. plus, the voice acting is killer.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i don’t think it’s been officially confirmed that dr. dalias is, at the very least, bisexual (in fact, the official channels seem to be dancing around it, possibly so as not to spoil anything in the upcoming season), though it’s been hinted at plenty in story. especially as i don’t know how else you can explain a supposedly “straight” male character getting called out on repeatedly thinking about a naked man during a group mind-link experience. that aside, it is freaking hilarious. the premise is doctors in space, one formerly drug-addicted doctor helping to stabilize a currently alcoholic one with amazing side characters including nurse jane johns and levi, a hypochondriac alien and deposed prince who seems to have a personal vendetta against wearing pants. it’s well-acted, cleverly written and a freaking joy to listen too. so funny and so smart, i can’t recommend it enough!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. so much queer representation it’s bananas. this ask the creators got is actually pretty representative of their approach to the show, slyly funny and very gay. our main character is a genderbending queer private investigator who’s lost his heart head over a sweet-smelling thief with a heart of gold and more aliases than jennifer garner, all set against a noir backdrop. oh, and on mars. yeah, you read all of that right. there are a few awesome side stories as well, including a couple of horror ones (that have no effect on the main juno steel story line, so can be skipped - and the creators are VERY GOOD about warning what’s to come in the episode notes), as well as lesbian outlaws and a disabled knight. there’s literally nothing not to love. EXCEPT FOR HOW JUNO STEEL WON’T LET HIMSELF HAVE NICE THINGS.
hey, hi, if you’re into horror, suspense, creepery or demons, this is so very much for you. the premise is that alex reagan, our host, begins a podcast to interview people with interesting professions. she starts out with dr. richard strand, a paranormal investigator whose mission statement is to debunk all things paranormal. he even has an institute that offers a one million dollar prize for proof of the paranormal, which he has never even come close to having to part with. while alex is interviewing him, she comes across a handful of black vhs tapes: the only cases that strand hasn’t been able to definitively solve yet. the technology to disprove these incidents simply hasn’t come far enough, in his opinion. needless to say, she never moves on from dr. strand and the mystery of the black tapes. each episode, alex investigates another of the black tapes and much later on realizes it’s possible that they’re all connected. oh my god, i almost got chills just writing that, it’s so good, it’s so real, because dr. strand is such a good anchor to reality. alex will occasionally lose her skeptic’s perspective; dr. strand does not. and once alex starts experiencing intense insomnia, making you realize your narrator might not be so reliable? things somehow manage to get even murkier. i really, really adored this one. it’s paranormal set in the most normal of normal worlds, only making it that much spookier.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. okay, well, if you’ve ever watched black books? this is kind of like black books, aka one of my all-time favorite shows. rudyard funn is just as incapable and universally disliked as bernard black, which was all well and good when the village of piffling vale (which is very nearly a town, you know!) only had one funeral home to choose from. unfortunately, that’s not the case anymore. eric chapman has moved his funeral home right across the street and stolen all the business from rudyard, his embalmer (cum part-owner) and twin sister, antigone, and georgie, their assistant. to add insult to injury, he’s charming and universally adored by everyone except those at funn funerals. very british, very ridiculous, and very funny! WE GET THE BODY IN THE COFFIN IN THE GROUND ON TIME. (well, like that one time they did. [coughs])
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i listened to this one pretty slowly, for me. it’s very much plot over character, at least in my opinion. which is fair since there’s quite a lot of plot and set dressing to establish. we’re following (dr.) sally grissom, a scientist from the twenty-first century who accidentally creates time travel and ends up stuck back in the 1940s. think a bombs and eisenhower. it was always interesting, and the paradoxes created by the time travel experiments they kept doing were fascinating (i love time travel stuff because of the paradoxes it creates) but i didn’t get really ravenous for it until season two, which is when i really felt it picked up speed. you’ve got anthony stuck in a literal CAGE - a “blackroom” bubble set outside of time, sally trying to garden (oh god), a gang consisting of a veteran, a (former) widow and time doubles trying to bring down ODAR (the company sally used to work for, and that anthony still does) and esther sliding down the ladder of morally unsound one determined rung at a time and it makes for a REALLY grabbing audio drama, eh?
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. i’m already in love with violet liu, all right? she’s a science officer on starship iris–well, what was starship iris. when we first join violet, every single one of her crew mates has just died in an explosion on the pod they were traveling off ship with and the starship iris is in its last throes as well. luckily(?) a passing ship comes along with a plan to get her to safety. this has a real illuminae vibe to it (which is an amazing book btw) and all the characters are already so freaking likable. it’s only on episode two and already shaping up to be a favorite!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. if there’s a more heart-warming podcast out there, then i haven’t run across it yet. first of all, julian koster’s voice is so vulnerable and soft that i would use myself and everyone i know and also puppies as a shield against everything terrible in the universe for him. second, the rest of the cast - leticia especially - is just as freaking talented. the premise is that julian is the janitor at a radio show that broadcasts from the top of the eiffel tower and has strange and impossible acts every night, from tale-telling crickets to singing saws to the orkestral, a bird that can play every orchestral instrument (except that it refuses to play the viola, because reasons). it’s fun and cute and breaks your heart with happiness regularly and often!
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is a horror podcast about a truck driver who is looking for her missing wife. jasika nicole has to have one of my favorite voices around and having it be so heavily dependent on that makes me ridiculously happy. throw in the story-telling of joseph fink, the depth and cohesiveness of his writing, and there is nothing not to love here.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. this is really sufficiently creepy considering it’s not often overtly creepy. this is set up as a series of relaxation tapes, which progressively get more and more interested in helping the listener break out of the facility in which she’s being kept. super chilling at times, because the voice is so calm and the action so dangerous.
canon lgbt+ is a ✓. okay, well, what more can be said about this at this point? if you’re not listening to it, you’re wrong. why wouldn’t you want to visit a town that can’t be visited and where every conspiracy theory is real and a part of everyday life? yeah, everyone knows about the vague yet menacing government agency, steve carlsberg, you’re not hitting on anything new there. there’s a dog park that doesn’t allow dogs, angels that are never to be identified as angels, mountains that aren’t real, a glow cloud that–ALL HAIL and a love story so complete and perfect that it can and will utterly steal your breath at times. go, listen, inhale.
Aliens? They like classical music, and we're going to exploit them because ~capitalism~.
The Penumbra Podcast:
Aliens? Their stuff is pretty cool, but they're extinct and we live here now.
Aliens? Great gardeners. We're taking credit for their existence. If they try to conquer Earth, we're taking credit for that too.
Welcome to Night Vale:
Aliens? Whaaaaaaat? Who said anything about aliens??? They TOTALLY don't run the government and use humanity as a testing ground for reality-altering technology. LOOK AT THIS CUTE CAT AND ALSO MY HOT SCIENTIST HUSBAND STOP THINKING ABOUT ALIENS WE'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO THINK ABOUT THE ALIENS!!!!!
Alice Isn't Dead:
Aliens? *deep sigh* This country is obsessed with the idea of "otherness". We label those who are different from us, those we deem unworthy of sharing this land, as "other". As "illegal aliens". Why? Is it such a crime to be different? Is otherness inherently bad?
Aliens? ALIENS???? ARE ALIENS REAL TOO?? WE HAVE ENOUGH TO WORRY ABOUT IN OUR OWN GODFORSAKEN OCEAN WE CAN'T WORRY ABOUT ALIENS TOO!!! Also hey I have a cool story about aliens.
-Archie and Veronica being step siblings and they are literally the coolest brother and sister like they go to each other for advice and stay up late at night telling each other secrets and become thick as thieves
-Jugheads story actually being fucking explained instead of mentioned and being brushed over like nothing happened in the first place????
-Betty being open! With her sexuality and dating Veronica and we get to see them be cute supportive girlfriends
-ARCHIE AND VALERIE BEING A THING PLEASE FOR GODS SAKE
-Alice Cooper dying
Feel free to add!!!
Tradition will always follow, and the Stellaworth edition of Code:Realize
fan disk set was no exception to the usual “3P” art. Well almost. This illustration was featured on both a clear file, a booklet & bromide card in the set.
Here we have Van, Cardia, Lupin & Sissi
ready for bed in old fashioned pj’s. The gentlemen seem to be reading a story to Cardia while she listens in. I usually
prefer just Van & Cardia together, but Sissi adds a cuteness to the whole illustration that I’ll forgive Lupin being
there. If you ask me, they’re probably reading “Snow White & the Seven Dwarves” or “Cardia in– Alice
in Wonderland!” given some of the bonus illustrations released with other sets for the game. Good night and sleep
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DO NOT UPLOAD TO ZEROCHAN. Thank you and enjoy!
So Leorio has been bothering me to let the world know of my RPG addiction. So I threw together this list of sorts because I just finished a bunch of awesome RPG horror games. I recommend these if you want something entertaining, and slightly scary. These are in order from my favorite, to least favorite! P.S. I absolutely forbid Gon from playing these games.
1. Ib (Amazing, need I say more?). Scary (7/10) Fun (9/10)
2. Forest of Drizzling Rain (not so scary, but pretty cute). Scary (5/10) Fun (9/10)
3. Alice Mare (short, and fun) Scary (6/10) Fun (8/10)
4. Mad Father (Spooky!). Scary (8/10) Fun (7/10)
5. The Mirror Lied (this ones pretty weird, but very short.) Scary (4/10) Fun (5/10)
6. Misao (Story wasn’t my favorite, but it was fun game play) Scary (7/10) Fun (6/10)
7. Mermaid Swamp (the story is a little odd, and it’s definitely scary.) Scary (9/10) Fun (5/10)
8. The Crooked Man (It did it’s job well, and was unpleasantly scary. So unpleasant that its at the bottom..) Scary (10/10) Fun (4/10)
Soooo yeah! These were pretty fun, I know I’m forgetting some, but I’ll keep updating as I play more games.
Extra: Homework Salesman was really fun, but not at all a horror game. Scary (0/10) Fun (9/10)
Multi-chapter edition! These are in particular the fanfics I believe are a must, perhaps even a requirement, for any true Ichihime fan to read! Fics are mostly rated T - M, with varying language and violence, as well as sexual content.
All fanfics are complete, apart from one.
Fanfictions listed here are found on FF.net, and are in no particular order.
La Belle et la BetebyEnelya87-
19th century France. An AU Ichihime story based on Beauty and the Beast.
“He lifted his hand and dragged a single claw down her cheek and
throat, careful not to break the delicate skin.” Language and Lemons. This is one of the first Ichihime fanfics I ever found, and I remember staying up a full day for the first time in my life when I first read this. Written back in 2009, with 15 chapters and a total of
words, its a very capturing read!
Office Romance by
They are separated until Isshin pulls a fast one on Ichigo and brings the two together again. Except for one, slight obstacle.
Because we all need a sexy little fic involving Ichigo trying to keep his cool with Orihime strutting around in a pencil skirt. Jealousy, lace panties, and a not-so-tough “rival” for Orihime’s heart. Written in 2009, 5 chapters,
- [If You Promise] Protect me if you want. Stay by my side if you wish.
My only request is that you don’t cry for me when I’m gone. Instead,
smile in memory of me. IchiHime Royal Realm fanfic. I have read this so many times in the past year alone, but never get tired of it. It flips between Orihime and Ichigo’s P.o.v. and is based around the idea “what if Orihime was the key”.
le.etoile and Ichihime? Duh! Written in 2009, with 11 chapters and
words, you can almost taste their yearning for each other.
hardboiled strawberries, smiling halcyon
“Twice, you almost lost her. Her brother. Aizen. Who do you need next to
finally gather your balls— if you have any— and tell what you need to
say to her? Don’t wait for the third time. Because bad things come in
three.” Days later, it happened. Do you wanna cry? This is one of those fics you will read over and over, forgetting the ending not because it is forgettable - it is the most memorable - but because it will pull you in just as hard as when you first read it. (Or, it might be because of the tearful trauma.) Alice Hattercandy pretty much wrote the book for Ichihime fanfiction in my opinion.Written in 2009, 24 chapters,
that beautiful girl, she’s a beautiful girl
CRACK. But because he was Ichigo and she was Orihime, nothing seemed to get right in their love story.
I think about this fic literally every day(I whisper the title under my breath way too much)The angsty Ichigo is my favorite Ichigo aside from the protective one, and boy does Alice capture them both!Its cute, and Ichigo is clueless even when he knows.Written in 2010, 3 chapters,
Long Way Down - by
Two entirely different people somehow intertwined by similar pasts. With
one boy disabled and the girl with a secret, how will these two
not-so-strangers learn to trust and fight against an unknown force
An AU, where in Ichigo is disabled and is still more hot/sweet than my delicate heart can handle. I have never found another fic like it.Orihime is so sweet I could cry! Drama? Check! Written in 2010, 17 chapters,
Tainting the Roses Redby
Child of the Ashes
Ichigo knew he could be thick headed. He almost always learned things
the hard way, but about this, he couldn’t be making mistakes. His hollow
was playing a dangerous game, one that somehow involved Inoue.
You might scream. Why is entirely up to you.In which Hichigo starts to surface more frequently as his relationship grows stronger with Orihime, and new faces stir up trouble. Written in 2010, 25 chapters,
The Pain of Remembrancebyhalfdemonfan-
It was amazing how one memory could change a person’s perspective. Canon to volume 404. (Or, episode 300)Featuring a somewhat different end to the Aizen fight. We get to see the soft progression of our favorite couples relationship with a twist of Ichigo angst.Written in 2011, 28 chapters,
The Most Dangerous Things
Child of the Ashes-
In which Orihime runs and Ichigo chases.
My smutty love! Child of the Ashes is another notable writer for the Ichihime community. In this, we experience a sex savvy Ichigo frustrated with the sex curious Orihime. Written in 2011, 9 chapters,
Bakery Department 12 byCoffeeBooks
ABCookies meets it’s end and Orihime finds herself a new position. It’s
still a bakery but different from what she’s used to. Will she be able
to handle working with the new employee?
Its cute, its light, and Ichigo is only subtle enough for Orihime to not get. Go figure right? Pining Ichigo is the best.Written in 2012,
12 chapters, 22,245
Star Slightly To The Right
“Kurosaki-san, right? I know you do not know me, but I was wondering if you could help me with something.”
AU. I mentioned this wasn’t in any order, but I suppose I lied. Because this is incomplete, it will be the 11th in this top 10. This is my all time favorite fic,even if incomplete.Ichigo is so just… bad ass, and that sort of sexy-rough my heart cannot handle it maturely. And Orihime, precious Princess she is, good lord! There are a thousand things I could say for this story, but I’d have to make a separate post for it entirely. You MUST read this one! Written in 2012, currently 20 chapters,
words, last updated November 10th 2016.
@jackymedan asked for some recs and now nothing can stop me! I LOVE Soviet animation, it was the thing that shaped my childhood, formed my sense of humour and filled my head with its quotes forever.
Untill the 1980s very rare foreign cartoons were dubbed and shown in the USSR, so, the industry had to fill the gap. People older than me basically watched only Soviet cartoons with rare exceptions of Czechoslovakian ones and the like. I grew up in the 1990s and we had many foreign cartoons broadcasting as well, but the basis was Soviet.
When I grew up I rediscovered Soviet animation and its psychedelic side. Many artists restricted by the regime started making cartoons because they were not as censored as other arts. There’s a very well developped ‘dark side’ of Soviet animation, but let’s leave it for another time.
Today I’ll give you links to cartoons I loved as a child. Only those available with English subtitles, of course.
One of the best known Soviet cartoons. Story of an unlikely friendship happened in the Moscow zoo. Cheburashka is not based on a real animal. Vasiliy Livanov who voiced Crocodile Gena is also known as the actor who played Sherlock Holmes in the Soviet adaptation.
The Mystery of the Third Planet - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6
A sci-fi adventure story about Alice, her father and his friend. I really need to rewatch this one. For reasons.
social media au +
“after lily spotted james on campus, she posted a video to her university’s campus story, telling james: ‘To the cute guy wearing the blue jersey in the university’s snapchat story, I’m seriously in love with you. find me.’ a modern day cat and mouse game ensues with the whole campus urging romeo and juliet to meet because oMG its love at first sight!!”
it was just a flash of blue. the
deepest, most beautiful shade of navy. an ocean of explosions, all of them
within her ribcage. he was one of the best things she’d ever seen. she felt her
heart quickening and pushing out of her chest. and the puddlemere united jersey
is what started it all.
[campus story; user @lilyevans30]12:23am
TO THE BOY IN THE PUDDLEMERE JERSEY!
I THINK YOU’RE HELLA HOT AND IM SLIGHTLY IN LOVE WITH YOU. COME FIND ME.
she wasn’t sure what it was about
him. dark hair. ruffled. his friends around him, laughing and lighting up his
hazel eyes. the flecks of green in them that caught in the light, even through
the lens of his glasses. the fingers that were worn and calloused from plucking
the strings of the guitar. the way he smiled at her and tossed his head with a
wink. but she needed to know him.
no matter what it took.
james potter to sirius black: have u seen the campus snap story
sirius black: no y
james potter: there’s a girl on there
james potter: she’s rlly hot
james potter: and i’m sure she’s lookin for me
sirius black: ur full of it
sirius black: wait
sirius black: i’ve seen u lookin at her before
sirius black: maybe she wAs looking 4 u
james potter: how do i find her
sirius black: idk
sirius black: but love is a game
james potter: now who’s full of shit
sirius black: still u
[campus story; user @jimmy27]9:02am
to the girl with the hair on fire,
you’re hot too! like… smoking. if you think you can handle me, *wink*meet me at
the english block.
marlene mckinnon to lily evans: are you for real
lily evans: wot
marlene mckinnon: you go looking for a cute boy you
marlene mckinnon: on the campus snapchat story?
lily evans: y not
lily evans: i got a response
lily evans: wot a twat tho
marlene mckinnon: why bother then?
lily evans: he’s cute
lily evans: and i think there’s more to him than
lily evans: not sure y
marlene mckinnon: so you’re gonna meet him?
lily evans: yea i think so
marlene mckinnon: go get him girl
lily evans: lov u
he’d seen her around before. he’d
never forget the red hair that was set alright by the sunset. never. she smiled
at remus a lot. he was sure they had classes together. he wasn’t sure how to
explain it. he didn’t just notice the shape of her legs or her hair or her
breath taking eyes he could drown in. he noticed the curve of her fingers
across the spines of her books, the smile as she laughed with her friend on the
quad, the little drawings she had on her notebook, the result of absent-minded
talent. he thought that she was the kind of girl all those classic authors
wrote about. pale cheeks and splatterings of freckles and reckless and
wonderful ideas in her head.
he wanted it, and he wondered if her
lips tasted like cherry wine, or strawberry lip balm. he couldn’t help himself.
peter pettigrew to the boys are back in town (campus): jim
peter pettigrew: y r u on the uni story
remus lupin: i was thinking the same thing
remus lupin: you know snapchat isn’t the same as
peter pettigrew: esp on a story the whole uni can see
james potter: idiots
james potter: i am aware of all of this
peter pettigrew: yea but there are other ways to meet
sirius black: apparently this isn’t “some
sirius black: she’s a girl that wants to talk to
sirius black: for some reason
james potter: stfu black
james potter: anyway
james potter: do any of u know anything abt her
remus lupin: well
remus lupin: i have lit w her
remus lupin: her name is lily
remus lupin: she’s rlly smart and nice
peter pettigrew: she seems rlly cool
remus lupin: yea she is
james potter: thx moony
sirius black: i thought i was ur wingman
james potter: always
sirius black: go get er pal ;)
james potter: i hate u
mary mcdonald to lily evans: babe im seein u on the snap story
mary mcdonald: ur such a flirt O.M.G
lily evans: im not even sorry
mary mcdonald: darling id never ask u to b
mary mcdonald: and tbh hes hella fit
mary mcdonald: r any of this friends single?
lily evans: om g
lily evans: u know idek
mary mcdonald: ik
mary mcdonald: so when u meeting him
lily evans: shit
lily evans: idek
lily evans: F U C K
mary mcdonald: o shit
lily evans: I GTG
mary mcdonald: bye love
[campus story; user @lilyevans30]4:09pm
puddlemere jersey boy; fuck u!! *gives camera the bird*
[campus story; user @lilyevans30]4:10pm
nah, I’m just kidding. But you didn’t show! *pouty face* I wish
you’d told me a time or something. Better luck next time I guess!
girls (who run the world): GALS
alice fortescue: I MISS U ALL
alice fortescue: LIKE SO MUCH
alice fortescue: WE GOTTA SKYPE AT SOME POINT
lily evans: aaGREED
mary mcdonald: come back to uni alice ;(((((
alice fortescue: haH i wish
alice fortescue: but hard pass
mary mcdonald: BTW
lily evans: mary pls no
mary mcdonald: DID U HEAR ABT LILY BEIN A TOTAL
lily evans: I DID NO SUCH THING
marlene mckinnon: I KNOW RIGHT
marlene mckinnon: ITS SO JUICY
alice fortescue: OMG TELL ME
alice fortescue: LILY I CANT BELIEVE UV BEEN KEEPING
SECRETS FROM ME
lily evans: STFU MARLENE
lily evans: I HATE U ALL
mary mcdonald: lIEs
lily evans: NOPE
lily evans: PURE HATE
marlene mckinnon: LILY I ACTUALLY SWEAR TO GOD AND ALL
THAT IS PURE
marlene mckinnon: IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP
marlene mckinnon: AND LET US TELL THE STORY
marlene mckinnon: I WILL BURN YOUR VINYLS
lily evans: NO
marlene mckinnon: WELL
alice fortescue: GUYS JUST TELL ME
mary mcdonald: lily saw a cute boy and put a post
on the campus snapchat story about it asking for him
marlene mckinnon: he responded and suggested they meet
at the english block
marlene mckinnon: but he stood her up
mary mcdonald: and lily is still making excuses for
mary mcdonald: and still wants to meet him
alice fortescue: OMG
alice fortescue: but LILY WHY
alice fortescue: UR THE FIRST ONE TO SHUT THE BOY DOWN
lily evans: I KNOW
lily evans: BUT THIS FEELS DIFFERENT
lily evans: AND I THINK IT WAS AN HONEST MISTAKE
TO STAND ME UP
mary mcdonald: H O W
lily evans: HE DIDN’T SPECIFY A TIME
alice fortescue: lil I think ur whipped
mary mcdonald: ur 1000% right alice
marlene mckinnon: yep, fuckin whipped as cream
lily evans: *middle finger emoji*
alice fortescue: love u too
hands on her thighs, cracked lips along her jawline. those
calloused fingers roaming through her hair. she doesn’t know why, why he’d intruded into her mind like
this. doesn’t know him. she swears she doesn’t. but god, it feels like she does
when it’s like this. playing guitar with him, wondering what his laugh might
sound like if she’s the one who causes it. she can’t help it. she doesn’t mean
to wander to him. she doesnt’t. but the contents of her subconscious are beyond
her control. he is actually going to be the death of her.
she wishes she could stop dreaming of him. and actually meet
him. talk to him. know him. more than
can the real slim shady pls sTAND UP: has anyone seen my chocolate stash
remus lupin: …
remus lupin: no
peter pettigrew: I hate u
remus lupin: SIRIUS HELPED
sirius black: TRAITOR
sirius black: I TRUSTED U
remus lupin: OH DON’T ACT LIKE YOU WOULDN’T DOB
ME IN IF YOU WERE IN MY POSITION
sirius black: ok fine
james potter: wtaf guys
james potter: y would u do that to peter
peter pettigrew: ty jim
james potter: n not share w me
peter pettigrew: nvm
peter pettigrew changed the group name to I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS DECEPION
remus lupin: on another note
peter pettigrew: donT CHANGE THE SUBJECT
remus lupin: jim hows it going with lily
james potter: uhhum
sirius black: he accidentally blew her off
peter pettigrew: “accidentally???”
sirius black: ya idk how either pete
james potter: I DIDN’T MEAN TO I SWEAR
james potter: WE DIDN’T SPECIFY I TIME
james potter: and I FEEL AWFUL
sirius black: ya i can imagine
remus lupin: just try again
remus lupin: and be really specific
peter pettigrew: REALLY SUPER specific
peter pettigrew: dumb knob
james potter: rude twat
sirius black: wow
sirius black: love was created in here
sirius black: in this group chat
remus lupin: Sirius
remus lupin: shut the fuck up
[campus story; user @jimmy27]1:19am
ok, i’ll admit, im a total asswipe. i
should have specified a time. how does 8pm on the main quad tomorrow night
lily evans to mary mcdonald: god
lily evans: I think I am whipped
lily evans: how did this happen
mary mcdonald: I gotta admit honey
mary mcdonald: he is pretty hot
mary mcdonald: can u ““handle it?””
lily evans: lmao
lily evans: ofc
lily evans: the question is
lily evans: can he handle me
mary mcdonald: tru
mary mcdonald: the infamous lily evans
mary mcdonald: is a fucking travesty
lily evans: omg
lily evans: stfu
lily evans: slag
mary mcdonald: lov u
lily evans: lov u 2
lily evans: HE SPECIFIED TIME
lily evans: NAD PLACE
lily evans: ITS GONNA HAPPEN
mary mcdonald: YAAAS BLOODY FINALLY
james potter to remus lupin: god im an idiot
james potter: what if she doesn’t like me
remus lupin: well
remus lupin: you are a twat
james potter: NOT HELPFUL
james potter: U HAVE A CLASS W HER
james potter: HWATS SHE LIKE
remus lupin: idk
remus lupin: she likes lit obvs
remus lupin: prefers lee to hemingway
remus lupin: but cant pick between plath and
remus lupin: smart
remus lupin: I think she has a nice smile
remus lupin: always sits in the sun
remus lupin: draws in class ???
remus lupin: is this helpful???
james potter: v
james potter: ty
james potter: PAL
remus lupin: don’t call me that
he’s running through a hallway. she’s just ahead of him, running
through the archways surrounding the quad. hair alight and in a flurry behind
her. he’s not too far behind her but he cant reach her. he wonders if he ever
will. they keep missing each other. he wonders if he ever held her hands or if
her fingers have only ever been touched when they’re slipping out of his, out
of reach again. he wonders if he will ever catch her. if they’ll ever catch
each other. if he’ll ever find out if she tastes like cherry wine or strawberry
lipbalm. if he’ll ever know enough about her to pluck chords on the guitar and
write about her. but she’s gone again. he’s missed her again.
and he wakes up, wondering if it was really a dream. because
even in the darkness, he’s stilling feeling like he’s missing her.
has anyone seen a boy wearing a puddlemere united jersey? and
like, black hair and hazel eyes and has a,,,, grin that’s so fuckin snarky it
could kill? pls???
― severus snape: y do u need him
when their r so many better options ;)))))))
― mary mcdonald: fuck off severus snape lily has already told u N
― evan rosier: mary
mcdonald better watch ur mouth slag
― lily evans:
severus snape evan rosier if u 2 don’t get the fuck out of my comments then I will not
hesitate to report u. not to mention anyone who accesses this page can see what
mckinnon: slay lil
― remus lupin: hi! Im in your
lit class, and im close friends with the guy you’re looking for. I think.
―lily evans: remus lupin thank u omg !!! IM FOREVER
― remus lupin: welcome :)
potter to ive changed the
location of my chocolate stash and im not telling any of u: boys
potter: she didn’t turn up
pettigrew: give it time ???
black: mate he’s given it nearly 2 hours
black: I feel like u should u kno
black: come back to the dorms now
potter: yea I guess
black: its ok
lupin: oh jim im sorry
lupin: im sure she had no cruel intentions
pettigrew: I didn’t understand that film
potter: nah its ok
lupin: I feel like she had a good reason to blow u off tho
potter: unless its payback for when I blew her off
black: nah I don’t think so
lupin: look shes been lookin everywhere for you
lupin: even the facebook page
lupin: where she got harassed
remus lupin sent an image.
potter: I rlly hate that snape guy
potter: but thank u for tellin me moon moon
lupin: you’re welcome
lupin: but I fucking hate you
[campus story; user @lilyevans30] 10:47pm
Hey, puddlemere! Yes, that’s your
name now. I’m such an idiot, I got called into work and had to go! I should have posted about it
[campus story; user @lilyevans30] 10:48
ANYWAY, I took a trip to the library and
my number is in one of the books in the lit section if you could find it.
*winks*kiss me and you will see how
important I am. *finger guns*
james potter to remus lupin: its plath right
james potter: ive heard u talk abt it
james potter: and googled it after u mentioned it bc
she actually sounded interesting
remus lupin: yes
remus lupin: you never cease to amaze me jim
james potter: thnk u
lily evans to marlene mckinnon: wow im an idiot
marlene mckinnon: what did you do
lily evans: watch the campus sc
marlene mckinnon: …
marlene mckinnon: omg
lily evans: was i too strong?
lily evans: I look like an ass
lily evans: ugh hes gonna hate me
lily evans: I totally picked the wrong plath
marlene mckinnon: lil chill
marlene mckinnon: u totally nailed the flirting
marlene mckinnon: and you picked the right quote
marlene mckinnon: and he’s totally still into you
marlene mckinnon: calm
lily evans: u sure?
marlene mckinnon: yes
lily evans: ok
lily evans: ugh ive never been this finicky abt
a boy before
marlene mckinnon: because you’ve never actually cared
lily evans: so y do i care now
marlene mckinnon: I don’t know
marlene mckinnon: guess you’ll have to wait and see
she wants it all to stop. but she’s
afraid of what happens when it does. three days pass since the first story. the
whole school knows about it now. people begin adding their own thoughts into
the campus story. someone organises for a filter to be made, and “puddlemere
and plath” becomes the affectionate nicknames of the two involved. lily doesn’t
know what to feel. its sweet, but shes growing anxious. she feels like she’ll
never stop wanting, waiting for the
moment when they finally meet. whether they’ll meet or they’ll collide. she
doesn’t know anymore. but she has to find out soon.
[campus story; user @jimmy27] 10:08am
Hey plath, god I really gotta come up
with a better nickname for you *chuckles*
I think I found your number. Being
friends with a lit student really helps hah. But uh, if you can, meet me in the
The Three Broomsticks at 1am on Saturday. It’s a nightclub, I’m sure you know
God. See you then, I guess.
[campus story; user @lilyevans30]
Dearest puddlemere, I’ll be there, I
promise. *holds out pinky*
[drafted message: lily evans to
dear god, marls what if im not ready his laugh makes my
heart ache and ive only seen it through a screen oh my holy hell what if he
knows that im just a fraud who reads plath to fill the emptiness inside oh god
am I ready I don’t think im ready I want this whole not-knowing business to be
over but I don’t want it to stop what happens when it stops marl —
lily evans to IF U WANNA BE MY LOVER, YA GOTTA GET W MY FRIENDS: welp
marlene mckinnon: im so fucking ready for this
alice fortescue:omg same
mary mcdonald: MOOD BABES
mary mcdonald: u gotta tell us everything
marlene mckinnon: its been so long omg
alice fortescue:its been like
alice fortescue:5 days
alice fortescue:but ok
lily evans: im
lily evans: what happens when we meet
lily evans: oh god
mary mcdonald: lils ull be fine
marlene mckinnon: he’s gonna love you
marlene mckinnon: i mean love is too hasy
marlene mckinnon: but you know what i mean
alice fortescue:come on
alice fortescue:ur just nervous bc u actually care
lily evans: yea
lily evans: u guys r comin w me to the club tho
mary mcdonald: duh ofc
marlene mckinnon: we’ll be over in 5 to get ready with
lily evans: life savers
lily evans: lov u all
mary mcdonald: lov u too bbys
james potter to ZINGER ZING AH: mates
james potter: its GONNA HAPPEN
james potter: WE’RE MEETING TONIGHT
peter pettigrew: FOR REAL????
james potter: Y E S
remus lupin: oh my god yes good
sirius black: is it appropriate to wear a tie to a
remus lupin: what
remus lupin: no
sirius black: aw wel too late
james potter: ?????
sirius black: its u and gingers first date I gotta
james potter: eofgheodjkfo y do i put up w u
sirius black: im ur wingman
james potter: eh tru
james potter: anyway lads get ready ur all my
peter pettigrew: ok but can i bring cookies
sirius black: YES
remus lupin: reason #478 why you two cant get
sirius black: u cant talk
james potter: $20 that remus will have a girl’s
number by the end of the night but Sirius wont
remus lupin: thanks james
sirius black: I SMELL B E T R A Y A L
peter pettigrew: $20 sirius will get a number WITH
james potter: oh its on bro
[interlude vi. part one;]
the night feels heavy with sweat and
some sort of hope. but there’s a build up inside her chest and she feels like
flowers and birds and butterflies will explode out of her heart, fill her
ripcage and take over her insides. and maybe if that’s what it takes to know
him, that’s okay. as they walk through the streets, her hair looking striking
against to her black dress, she finds her hand intertwine with mary’s and
marlene’s. a silent vow of support. they are here. with her.
the three broomsticks is tucked away
amongst pizza restaurants and cinemas, but it makes itself seen. it seems to be
brimming with rambunsious life and youths who are the definition of living. and
as lily walks into that club, she is ready for it. And she doesn’t want to be
dramatic, but part of her feels her life will never be the same.
[ interlude vi. part two;]
sirius’s arm is on his shoulder. the
silent promise that he will be fine. he’s never had to think about a girl like
this before. he’d say he’s never had to try, but the truth is he always has,
he’s always tried too hard, and girls have always fallen for it. but this girl
is different. her name is a flower and she likes the sun but she reminds him of
the sun in herself and its all strange and beautiful and terrifying. he walks
into the three broomsticks, three friends beside him, tequila already in his
system, sirius slowly takes his arm off his shoulder, and remus and peter are
bickering about pizza toppings and rum. that’s when he knows there’s not really
anything to be nervous about.
james potter to lily evans: where r u
james potter: I cant see u
lily evans: we didn’t get here long ago
lily evans: meet me by the bar.
james potter: r u a girl who likes hard liquor
lily evans: ofc
lily evans: already downed a couple o shots
james potter: what a mood
james potter: I see u
she’s at the bar like she said she
would be. his heart is racing and he isn’t sure if the light-headedness is the
tequila or the fact that he’s finally looking at her in real life again. she’s
ethereal. her black dress and her hair in the reflection of the dance lights look
like the sun and the moon crashed into each other and he’s in love with the
idea of that. the sun and the moon loved each other so much they both died to
let the other breathe, and then for a split second, they collided to make lily
evans. sirius would call him a loser if he said that out loud. remus would tell
him he should take up poetry full time. peter wouldn’t get it. but none of that
matters because he’s looking at her and his feet are walking over to her and
everything is trembling and falling, falling apart or falling into place, he
she sees him walking over to her as
the girls dispatch to go dance. she can’t believe he’s real and she has to let
her jaw drop and stare at him for a moment. no puddlemere jersey, but the hair
and the eyes and the smirk are all
still there. before she knows it, she’s jumped up from her stool, ran to him on
shaky legs that can’t run in high heels, and has crashed herself into him. he’s real.
he is surprised, but he clutches her
still and breathes her in. there’s a muffled shouting and he realises that the
whole club is clapping and cheering as they embrace. they’ve been waiting for
this too. lily smells like daisies and caramel and rain, and he’s okay with
that. more than okay.
she smiles into him as she hears the
club cheering. although all she can see is james’ chest, the lack of puddlemere
pride, she knows marlene and mary are smirking.
she looks up for a second and sees
remus from lit class behind james. she mouths a thank you at him and she looks at james properly. he makes her
knees weak. he brushes hair out of her face absentmindedly and gives her that grin.
how you doing, evans? he asks as they break apart and begin
talking at the bar, and they slam down some tequila shots, almost competing. lily
has to stop her eyes wondering to his lips.
peter hands james a 20 at 3am, and
glances at remus in defeat. from across the dance floor, james sees a girl
typing her number into remus’ phone. he smirks, and lily giggles at the antics.
james winks at peter and pete huffs
and sighs, but that’s when they notice that sirius has a punk-rocker chick who
was in the band earlier in the night against the wall and smashed against his
lips. peter raises an eyebrows and makes to take back his money.
ah! tongues in throat do not equal phone numbers, young
peter, james says with a grin as he pockets
the note. lily snorts at him and peter skulks off to find where sirius put the
they talk all night, and they don’t
mean to, but they dance and talk and become so enchdanted with each other that
they don’t notice anyone else and they are kicked out at 6am.
6am means that james and lily have to
find somewhere else to talk, and her fingers are already intertwined with his
as they stumble through the streets, feeling tipsy and magical.
they make out in the public bathroom
at 6:30. it’s messy and tipsy and quaint and perfect.
at 9am, before they go back to their
dorms, they promise to do it again, and watch all the snapchat stories from
“puddlemere and plath.” one girl actually cried when she saw the video of james
and lily hugging.
lily’s head is on james’ shoulder as
she laughs at this and he thinks that life is wonderful. they kiss goodbye when
she gets to her dorm, and he can’t stop marvelling at the fact that lily tastes
like strawberries and cherry wine. all at once. she’s sunshine.
lily thinks james tastes like alcohol
and aftershave, and she’s a little in love with that. she falls into bed at
9:30, knowing she’s not going to study, excited to do it all again.
there’s sun and the taste of
champagne everywhere and hats are tossed into the air. they did it, they
graduated, and now the snapchat story is filled with the class of 2020. and
they’re all brimming with happiness and friendship. it is wonderful.
james and lily graduate holding
hands, their friends surrounding them on all sides, grins becoming the most
predominant feature on each and every face. their speeches are both about the
opportunities the uni has given them. both of them tell the crowds that the uni
gave them a chance to find each other, and for that they are grateful.
they all raise a glass to hogwarts
university, and to the fact that puddlemere will definitely win the
championships this year.
and in a flash of every colour under
the sun, the champagne is sliding down throats, and james and lily kiss.
Can I have drabbles/scenarios of the GOM playing with their daughter please? It could be a range between playing house, tea party, or fairytale story where their daughter's the princess and the GoM member is the prince saving her from dragons. I thought it'd be really cute :3 Thanks (*^ -^*)
Because he had far from a perfect childhood he tries very hard to keep a balance between work and bonding time, so when his daughter asked him to repeat Alice in the Wonderland for the third time, he sighed but relented to her command.
By the time he got to the final chapter, she yawned.
“Are you tired?” Akashi asked, setting the book aside. His daughter shuffled in the blanket and looked up at him with big eyes. He didn’t need anything else to know that the answer was no.
“I want to draw the Cheshire cat, father.” She said before excitedly jumping off the bed.
“Okay.” Akashi glanced at the clock. It was still early but he knew young children must have their rest. “Not with paint, though. It would take a while to clean up.”
“Deal.” His daughter eagerly grabbed the water colours from the table before sprawling herself on the floor. Akashi made his way towards her, his eyes shifting around the room.
The walls were lined with pictures and artwork – he wanted a reminder of every memory, every significant moment. Because he wanted his daughter to have what he never did. Love, affection, appreciation.
Akashi watched ink spill onto paper as they both individually worked on their art piece. He finished his in a short while.
“How is your art going, darling?” He asked, but earned no reply.
Confused, he tore his eyes away from his project only to see his daughter’s head on her arm and the steady rise and fall of her body.
He smiled to himself before picking her up and tucking her back in the bed.
“Goodnight, my angel. Sleep well.”
It was back to work for him now.
Akashi switched the lights off before exiting the room. Ever since he met you, everyday had felt like a blessing. Especially now that they had a daughter who he promised to give everything to.
He had everything he could have hoped for.
And he could not be happier.
Aomine looked down at his robes made out of old curtain and how it wrapped loosely around his pyjamas. It smelt a little odd but he had worn it for long enough for his nose to get used to the smell. Then he looked at the wooden horse next to him, rocking gently. He never fully sat on it, afraid that it was going to break from his weight.
Then finally at the little girl in front of him, with radiant eyes that sparkled as she jumped from one couch to another.
“Wait I forgot!” She stopped in her tracks and skipped towards him.
The young girl placed a paper tiara on top of her father’s head. Aomine positioned it so that it circled his head comfortably, but no matter how much he shifted it, it was made way too small for his liking.
“Now you’re a real prince!” She clapped her hands and giggled, taking her place at the top of the couch again. Then she slipped.
Aomine’s hands were still on his paper crown, adjusting and shifting when his little girl face planted onto the floor. He choked.
“Gaaah!” He rushed over to her, picking her up.
“I’m okay!” She held her thumbs up and grinned. He let out a sigh of relief.
He wouldn’t know what to do if his daughter was seriously hurt. And he wouldn’t know how to deal with your fury.
“Again.” She declared, taking her place.
He was ready this time. He watched as she purposefully twisted her foot so that she’d fall.
“I’m falling into the- the…” She trailed off and tapped her chin as she struggled to remember the right word.
“The…” Aomine’s eyes darted around, scanning for words in his head, “The lava!”
“Yeah, the lava!”
He watched as his little girl flailed her arms around. Her eyes grew wide as she pointed at a still bolster.
“No! Watch out for the dragon, Prince Charming!”
Aomine had a bit of trouble visualizing the pale white bolster as a fire breathing dragon but he went along with it, grunting as he lurched forward, tackling his daughter onto the couch.
“Watch me slay the dragon, Princess of the… Uh… The East!” Aomine found himself shouting, grabbing a pen and stabbing the bolster repeatedly. It folded before falling off the chair it was placed on.
“Hooray!” His daughter exclaimed excitedly, jumping onto her father’s back. She too, was filled with energy and adrenaline – just like he was when he was a child. He could never just stay still.
“Hooray.” He echoed with a smile. She was his pride and joy. At first he was hesitant, but once he saw how her eyes were an eerie but beautiful reminder of yours and her hair a perfect imitation of his, there was nothing he was more sure about.
He loved being the stay home dad because of his modelling career. Because that meant he had time to spend with his daughter. The centre of his world.
“Can I look now?” Kise opened one eye, only to earn a hard but playful slap on his head.
“No!” His daughter shrieked.
“Ow!” He complained, reaching out to rub his head only to feel her slap his hand away.
She reminded him of you, even at this young age. The adoring smile that made him so happy but also how it would disappear when things don’t go as planned.
“You’re taking longer than usual, you know.” He huffed, forcing his eyes back shut. His daughter had been playing with his hair for who knows how long – something she very much enjoyed doing.
“I’m trying something new, dad.” She said. He couldn’t see her but her voice was full of concentration.
Kise sighed, “You expect me to do the same to your hair after this?”
“Yeah, of course.” His daughter was grinning. She knew of his Generation of Miracles stories and his ‘super power’ that he was so proud of.
Then, she spun his hair around so that he was facing the mirror. He took this as a cue to open his eyes.
“This is what’s called the diamond weave.”
It never failed to amaze him how she could do such a thing with his medium length hair.
“It’s so pretty, ____-cchiii!~ I’m so proud of you!” He gushed, engulfing his daughter in a hug.
“Now you do mine dad!” She had a wide grin as she sat cross legged on the floor. “I expect it to be a bazillion times better!”
“You set way too high expectations, ____-cchi.” Kise studied his own hair in the mirror, every curve and every twist. He never wanted to disappoint his daughter.
“I only set high expectations because I believe in you.” She replied and Kise chuckled because that was something you always said to him.
“Well I’ll exceed those expectations. Every time.” He promised before starting to work on her hair.
“Marry me?” Midorima’s 7-year-old daughter said in a deep voice as she held a Ken doll in one hand, and a Barbie doll in another.
“Of course!” She said in a higher pitch, rocking the Barbie doll side-to-side.
Midorima watched with his eyebrows scrunched together, a confused look written all over his face.
“Now, dad!” His daughter whispered, and he snapped out of it. He picked up a toy bell the size of two fingers and sounded it. His daughter gave him a long hard look before groaning.
“Daaad! This is where you say the husband and wife part.”
“Right. Sorry, I was a little distracted.” He apologized before proceeding with the ceremony.
He cleared his throat, “Barbie, do you take Ken as your lawfully wedded husband?”
“Ken, do you take Barbie as your lawfully wedded wife?”
“I now pronounce you husband and wife.” Midorima finished, but his daughter was frowning.
He immediately wondered if he did something wrong.
“I don’t want to make them kiss, it’s… yucky.” She shuddered, earning a laugh from her father. He remembered what he thought of marriage and affection when he was her age.
“What do boys and girls do after marriage, dad?”
Midorima paled. You should be the one to have the birds-and-bees talk with her. Not. Him.
Mostly because he would fumble with his words a lot and would not know how to explain everything in proper terms without sounding like an awkward mess.
And the fact that his daughter just turned 7.
“Well t-they live together, li-like your mother and I.” He stated simply, adjusting his glasses frame. He cleared his throat again.
“And…” She urged.
He gulped, before standing up hurriedly. He knew you would do a much better job in his current position.
“Well, I suppose we have to find your mother now.”
The house always smelt of cinnamon, vanilla and sugar due to Murasakibara’s love for pastries and food. One day he decided that store bought snacks weren’t cutting it anymore.
He was more than ecstatic when his daughter started to show the same passion as him. His eyes gleamed when she told him she wanted to be a pastry chef as well.
“It’s tea time!” He heard a cheery call from the other room. He headed over, carrying the sweets he had made all morning.
Sometimes they would make cream puffs and tarts together before setting them on an elegant silver afternoon tea table. Then they would both take their places facing each other, surrounded by a stuffed brown bear which she called Almond, a broccoli which she called Broccoli and last but not least, a furry unidentifiable toy named Snowball.
But today she had slept in, and it was up to him to work on the treats.
“Would you like some tea, Papa?” The little girl questioned. She had a tiara on her head and a tutu skirt.
“Ah? Yes, I do. And some scones, thanks, ____.” Murasakibara said.
She placed a scone on her dad’s plate, and then on her own. She took a bite and made a sour face.
Murasakibara’s eyes grew wide at the reaction.
“Weak vanilla flavour, I don’t like this brand of milk and you need more sugar, dad.” Her eyes were closed as she swirled the food around in her mouth.
Now normally, if anyone said that to him, his response would be
“I’ll crush you.”
But since it was his daughter, his eye only slightly twitched before he pushed himself off the chair.
“Are you challenging me to another cooking competition?” He questioned. He was sure he put exact ingredient servings.
“Bring it on!” His daughter declared, getting up on her feet too. “Race you to the kitchen!”
She made a quick dash before Murasakibara could reply. He ran his fingers through his hair and exhaled. She was a lot to handle, especially for a lazy bum like him. But he wasn’t at all troubled, not even one bit.
He tied his hair up into a ponytail, which reflected that he was getting serious before following his daughter into the kitchen. He saw how she had already gathered her ingredients into a small circle on the counter. The ingredients she had assembled told him that there would be a lot of cleaning up after this.
“Get ready to lose again, dad!” She exclaimed.
“Me? Lose?” He pointed to himself, “We’ll see.”
The score was 3-2, not in his favour.
They both didn’t like losing.
Like father, like daughter.
“Number two, go, go, go!” The young girl squealed, flapping her hand everywhere to get the fur ball to move.
Kuroko’s ears perked up at the sound of his daughter’s voice echoing throughout the hallway. His lips tugged into a small smile.
Number two spotted him and wagged its tail, barking cheerily as it ran towards him. Kuroko placed his pointer on his lips, and the dog quieted down.
“Where could ____ be, Number two?” He wondered out loud.
A stifled giggle followed.
He wasn’t sure why the young girl liked this game so much. She could never stay hidden for more than 30 seconds, but sometimes he would drag the game out longer for her entertainment.
He tiptoed towards her hiding place and thought he saw something flash to his side. He took a momentary glance but saw nothing. Kuroko took a rapid final step, “Got you!”
And how confused he was when there was no one behind that corner.
“Got you.” Kuroko jumped at the voice behind him.
“I … didn’t see you there.” He stated.
“I know. I read your books.” The little girl had a smile as she held up books on magic tricks and lines of vision.
In that moment Kuroko felt nothing but pride and happiness. He had never, ever been startled by anyone – especially because he would always notice them before they noticed him.
“You didn’t get to catch me this time. Are you proud?” She was smiling from ear to ear.
Number two chimed in with a bark and a tail wag. She picked him up.
Kuroko patted his daughter’s hair, “Yes. I am. Very, very proud, in fact.”
I'd love any stories about Daisy Johnson from Agents of Shield!
She’d chosen Skye for the sharpness. That was a name that came with edges– the spiky k, the stark supplementary angles of the y. The s let you in on a quick slide and then the e led you out on a smug silence.
She used to shove her head out the window at the orphanage, knuckles squeezed to white on the sill while she craned to see the clouds that streaked across the blue. She didn’t know, then, that she would live in that sky for a few precious months, that she would find a family there, that when she touched down she’d give up her name for one that grew in the ground.
The first foster home they gave her to believed that not clearing your plate at supper was the sign of a spoiled, sullen child. The dairy was spoiling in Skye’s tummy, certainly, though she didn’t have the words for that as she pushed scraps of cheesy lasagna around her plate.
“I thought Chinese girls were supposed to be polite,” said Cheryl, who had asked Skye to call her “mom.” Skye huddled in the dark of the hallway, listening and watching the faint light of late night television splash itself across the beige carpet. A canned laugh track spilled after it, ricocheting down the hall.
“Well, she’s only half,” said Richard, who had not asked her to call him “dad.”
The second foster home was nice, Skye had thought. They had liked her, she had thought. She had helped Alice make scrambled eggs and not burned anything. Kyle had read her stories at bedtime and she had asked interesting questions. She was never sure why they’d sent her back.
“It just wasn’t working,” her social worker told her. “Don’t worry, sweetie, there’s always next time for a cute little thing like you.”
Mr. Lopez, who was her computer teacher at the fourth foster home, kept in touch, after. Well, he hadn’t been her computer teacher, but Skye had hidden out in the computer lab at lunch, during some P.E. classes, and that one terrible English class, and instead of going to various extracurriculars.
For more than a year after the Smiths sent her away, Mr. Lopez emailed her puzzles that Skye supposed a different girl might have called “homework.” The orphanage took twice-a-week trips to the local library, where Skye claimed a computer stall to type up her answers and send them back to him.
She looked Mr. Lopez up, years later– when she was Daisy, with earthquakes living under her skin, finally feeling like maybe she herself fit in there. She searched through the inhuman registry, wondering if that stroke of kindness had actually been unknown fellow-feeling. Had he looked at her and felt a kinship he didn’t understand? Seen the alien under her stubborn chin, even if she didn’t have the words for it then?
She didn’t find his name. But the registry was hardly perfect– something she was grateful for.
(It had been fellow-feeling.)
Mr. Lopez had seen a young child, far from anything that felt like home. He had seen her curious eyes light up as the rundown old computer whirred itself awake. She didn’t know who she was going to be and at fourteen the world had been anything but welcoming.
It was absolutely kindness. It was absolutely kinship.
Mr. Lopez tried to look her up, too, years later. He spent his afternoons, those days, teaching his granddaughters how to code. He wondered if Skye had gone to college, if she’d found a family that stuck, but he didn’t find anything.
Her old email account bounced. Searches turned up empty (scrubbed clean).
Lotus Land Story! Even considering the technical limitations of the pre-Windows games the soundtrack is really good. Of course Bad Apple is the most popular tune, but Sleeping Terror and especially Alice Maestra are incredible. Maiden’s Capriccio and Casket of Star also debuted in this one. Good stuff.
I’ve been trying to avoid drawing doubles of characters (hence why Yuyuko didn’t appear in the Ten Desires post), but pajama Yuuka is so cute! Once Flower View rolls around I’m gonna draw her again too… Ah well, she was my favourite for a long time so she deserves to be spoiled. And I know her red eyes are a Windows thing but she just didn’t look right with green.
•This episode was better considering RAS didn’t write it. Oops
•Omg Free FP dammit, whose ass are you covering??
•Jughead can’t catch a break.
•Really Momma Jones your nonexistent, non casted ass is rejecting Jughead in a time of need.
•FP why you lying?!
•Fred why you gotta do Jughead like that?!? I trusted you!
•Fred don’t say that to Archie you’re just scared take those words back!
•Archie hug your boyfriend ooops I mean bro. Bro hug because then RAS might get offended.
•Um okay is anyone gonna report Hal for breaking into the Sheriff home? Also was really hoping for Alice to accidentally shoot him, I mean c'mon it was obvious it was him who broke in.
•Poor man never had a chance with the nickname ‘Mustang’
•Still no Reggie (I just lost 26 more years off my life/ Lili & Madelaine confirmed his recasting in a Facebook Live video right before this episode aired) 😭😭.
•Still no Josie and the Pussycats (which performance wise is understandable bc well in words of beanie loving philosopher ‘A KID IS DEAD ARCHIE!’).
•We find out in this episode that Sheriff Keller isn’t the only cop in town.
•But did he really OD? Or did the illuminati make it seem that way?
•Did y'all see the flash of jealousy in Veronica’s face when she called Archie and he said he was with Betty? Petty Love triangle bait.
•Did they just say “Grandpappy” wtf
•Eww not twincest just incest…
•I bet Veronica’s ears are burning for calling it.
•"I’m sorry to distrupt the witching hour at Thornhill" -Alice My Queen
•"Pure Blossom" stooop you creeps
•"THIS IS SOME JERRY SPRINGER SHIT!“ (Ha get it bc Betty’s dad was in white chicks? Yes? No? Okay byyee).
•Okay but like you write incest into the story but we don’t get a scene as to how Polly is reacting to her former love which was her third cousin or something. The girl can’t catch a break can she. You drag her out of a home expecting her to be fine with these news???
•Kevin protecting his dad and his job and his boyfriend is so cute.
•"I’m sorry Cheryl” -Jughead Jones
And now he gets bitchslapped by Cheryl. (I’m a sucker for someone getting slapped 😬😂).
•But like Jughead didn’t stop her, he let her get out her rage. That is such a noble thing to do even if at the moment he feels like shit because of his father.
•"I barely touched him" *insert white guy blinking meme here*
•Someone just hug Cheryl dammit.
•Seriously you could’ve had a sweet moment where Betty hugs Cheryl like when she was there for Ronnie, but the writers are too scared bc this fandom is fierce for the ships.
•Joavin is dead 😭
•Technically Kevin still doesn’t know he only dated him for the sake of the investigation. 😭
•Who’d a thought it would be Mary Andrews who reveals Joaquin’s last name.
•Mary being there for Jughead thanks to Archie *heart is feeling something*
•Joaquin DeSantos everyone (FYI Rob just updated that on his Twitter Bio)
•Kevin and Joaquin kiss, my poor fragile heart.
•Where can I get a Southside Serpent leather jacket?!?
•FP talking to Jughead in the jail cell *My poor unfortunate soul*
•"Nancy Drew strikes again" -Kevin Keller
•But like is anyone gonna comment on the fact that Betty could’ve told any guy to put on the letterman. Like she did it to feel up Archie, just saying 🐸☕️😂.
•But like I’m surprised they didn’t bughead this too much.
•Does nobody in this town know that when sleuthing you wear gloves!!
•Like I’m so surprised these people don’t get caught sooner or later. They’re hiding spots are just terrible and they don’t seem to grasp that their fingers can leave traces or DNA.
•These poor kids straight up watch Jason die. We all watched it! These kids need support.
•Cheryl baby she warned you to leave not confront the killer…
•"You did a bad thing daddy" super cringy for me.
•Poor Cheryl just wants happiness.
•FP WAS PROTECTING HIS CHILD!
•Clifford keep your dirty hands off Juggie!
•Omg his name is Clifford like Clifford The Big Red Dog and he’s a ‘redhead’.
•All because of Maple Syrup?
•That ring I swear holds a single drop of every redheads blood and that is why it is so dear to their hearts.
•You killed your son bc of a ring? Maple Syrup? You were okay with Incest! So what was it? We need a better explanation!
•I’m sorry but if you wanted to get away with it you should’ve checked them cameras.
•I’m sure Hades is happy to have Clifford Blossom back, but I feel sorry on how this ended.
•R.I.P: Mustang, Jason, Clifford.
•Bye Molly Ringwald just like other every other characters we may never see again. 👋🏽
•Every character in this show needs a therapist please make them seek help, especially after all they’ve been through.
•Y'all get mad at others shows *cough* 13RW *cough* for being triggering even though that one has warnings unlike this show which has shows pedophelia, Mental Illness, emotional and physical abuse, drug abuse, suicide and it has no warnings and no one calls them the it on this.