#//i shall watch of what i wish for xD

[blackjackkent]

Another answer for one of @astreamofstars 's prompts from this ask for this ask meme: Kiss Roulette.

"33. A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking - Lae'zel/character of your choice"

Some context-less Shadowzel from Act 3 after the House of Grief, bc I haven't fully figured out how to include them in Rakha's playthrough yet. XD This is my first attempt at writing this pairing; hopefully it scans well! :D

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“Do you wish me to call you Jenevelle?”

Shadowheart peers out from her tent at Lae’zel sitting by the fire. “Why would you ask that?” she snaps irritably.

It’s not a fair response, and she knows it as soon as the words are out of her mouth. To her credit, Lae’zel doesn’t flinch from the moment’s sharpness, but answers in kind. “A thing true across all planes, I find, istik, is that most prefer to be called by their names.”

“It’s not my name. My name is Shadowheart.”

“A simple ‘no’ would have sufficed.” Lae’zel looks over her shoulder to meet Shadowheart’s eyes. A slight pause. “I am not your enemy… Shadowheart.”

Shadowheart lets out a heavy breath and her head ducks. “No,” she says. “No, you aren’t.”

She should know better, really. They certainly began as enemies, but so much has changed. They have suffered so much together. They have stood side by side, watching their religions burn to cinders in front of them, and found each other amidst the ashes.

It was meaningless sex at first, half-desire and half-anger, driven by a need for some kind of nameless forgetful oblivion where they could forget that their worlds had fallen apart. Gradually, though, it has become more than that. She has been allowed to see gentleness in the gith, and Lae’zel has been allowed to see her vulnerability in turn - and both things have been hard-won knowledge indeed, secrets held between the two of them, shown to no one else. 

Zhak vo'n'ash duj, Lae’zel called her once in a moment of passion. She hasn’t explained what it means, but Shadowheart can guess the implications.

And here she is, lashing out yet again anyway, as if it were still their first few days on the road, when preemptive strikes felt like the only way to survive. Gods, she’s so scared. Gods… it hurts.

“I’m… sorry,” she mutters, hunching her shoulders - as if still in expectation of mocking after all these months. “That wasn’t fair.”

“Chk. You owe no apologies,” Lae’zel says - still curt but quieter. “I am no yank to be felled with a harsh word. And it is not the first I have had from you, nor will it be the last.” She turns back to the fire and prods carefully at the meat roasting there, turning it carefully. “Nor would I wish otherwise.”

Shadowheart finds herself mesmerized by watching the other woman's fingers, surprisingly dexterous in counterpoint to her battering-ram combat style. “Do you know your parents?” she asks abruptly. “Did you leave family behind, in Kliir?” 

“The yanki are raised together in creche.” With quick, efficient motions, Lae'zel pulls the meat from the fire and lays it out on a platter nearby. “A cadre of nestmates is our first and only family.” She frowns. “Still, I am not blind to what you have lost.”

Shadowheart nods silently. Lae'zel's experiences are so alien at times that it is hard to imagine the places where they overlap. But they are both alone in a world full of shadowy uncertainty. 

“You're all I have left, you know.” The words emerge in a sudden rush; she looks down at her hands, ashamed without knowing why. 

And then Lae'zel's hands close over hers, calloused and rough from a life of swordwork, but gentle in their touch on her skin. 

“I am not blind to that either,” she says, her voice low. “You will not be alone while I am here.” She considers for a moment before going on, “In creche we are taught ra'quith vlaak - the frail perish. To cover for another's weakness is to open your own flank.” Her eyes lift to meet Shadowheart's, intent and serious and sad. “Perhaps once I found wisdom in this, but no more. You shall find me guarding the scarred places in you, and you shall guard mine.”

Slowly, with scrupulous care, she lifts Shadowheart's hand and presses her lips over the heavy black scar, the last mark of Shar's torments, that lingers on her skin.

Blood rushes to Shadowheart's face. She feels acutely conscious of the fact that Lae'zel has never before showed her any gesture of warmth in view of the rest of the camp. And she can see the flicker of anxiety that goes through the gith's cat's-pupil eyes with the action. 

But Lae'zel has been afraid a long time. She has never let it drive her actions - never before and not now. 

And Shadowheart feels her own courage rise in answer to it. “Yes,” she agrees softly. “As long as you'll let me.”

“Chk,” Lae'zel mutters. “You speak as if you think such promises come with endings.”

Shadowheart doesn't answer for a long while. “I have suffered many broken ones,” she finally says softly. “But not from you.”

Lae'zel's eyes brighten, and she kisses Shadowheart again, this time cupping a palm to her cheek. Like all of their kisses, it is fierce and rough, commanding, unrelenting, but it carries certainty in it that Shadowheart desperately needs. “Nor shall you,” she murmurs. “Zhak vo'n'ash duj.”

[aceofpatience]

🌙Your past life🌙

Well, hello my little oysters 🐚 This reading is an insight into your past life. I was looking into your energy, your previous job, goals, love, family, obstacles and advices form your past self etc. So there might be some things that could possibly trigger you (mentioned death, life difficulties). But, as always, take what you please, comment if anything resonates and just enjoy.

Shall we SEA?🌊

Pile 1. Uroboros

Who were you: Scorpio energy. I think you were in some position of power. Very secretive, always keeping things to yourself. Also keeping yourself in the shadows as you didn’t like being in the center of attention. You knew you were smart and you used it to your own advantage. Old soul, maybe during medieval times. A part of nobility?

Your main goal/want: I’m getting the vibe that you were born in an upper family but you just wanted more. However your ambitions were not all wishful power lust - it was more rational, strategic. You despised sitting still and doing nothing. You were deep into the game and you were good at it, trust me. To be honest, I’m getting some Game of Thrones energy - not only with fighting houses but also with the setting (castle corridors flooded in semi-darkness lol). You wanted to make things better (whether it was literal things or something more abstract).

What did you do (job/finances): Your wealth (at least in the beginning) came directly from your family or heritage. You didn’t need to work for money, you worked for yourself, maybe some relatives. You liked the struggle, the puzzles, the intrigues. It kept your mind occupied. „Finally, a worthy opponent.” *hides a smile*

Love life: I’m sensing some arranged marriage or marriage of convenience (but it’s not like you were pushed to do it - maybe even you were the one who thought it would be a good idea to get married for some reason). You were for sure not looking for love. BUT. With the marriage ceremony completed, true love was served to you on a damn silver platter. Y’all just skipped the dating phase lol. And, what is important - your spouse had very similar energy to yours. You joined forces (world domination couple xd). It’s like when Loki of Asgard fell in love with the alternative Loki. For some of you, it could be the same sex relationship (but then it would probably be in the shadows). Or it could also mean that there was actually no marriage - because it was your decision whether to have one or not - and if you knew it wouldn’t serve you, you simply wouldn’t get married.

Children (or not): I’m getting some only child energy. It was your decision to have a child - not only you planned it but you actively chose one (adoption maybe??). Or maybe you had a pupil for whom you were not only a guardian, but also a mentor. For sure your child has grown to be just like you. I don’t think you were that kind of a parent who shows their affection openly (I know, shocker), but you were a protector. And your child admired you. For sure.

Obstacles: Passion has always been a dangerous field for you in your past life. Dangerous dance. As well as all the people around you. You didn’t mind competition, but to find out that you actually deeply care for winning? That wasn’t something you signed up for. It was scary to find out that the game actually affected your emotions. You worked better with your mind engaged only.

An issue that progressed into your current life: Sometimes a spilled coconut milk is just a coconut milk. 🧉 It’s not about being grateful for shitty things in life or just being grateful - just look around to see other things. Maybe don’t focus only on this milk. Maybe on some fruit, mango perhaps idk. You don’t need to win every day to be happy. (Sorry for philosophical bullshit but I heart these one loud and clear)

Life purpose in your past life: Power, strength and wisdom (the holy trinity lol). You were surrounded by spirits who really enjoyed watching you mature. And by maturing in that case it meant being able to look in the mirror (and face your emotions).

Lesson from your past life: Sharing is caring lol. Appreciate your family or don’t be afraid to create one. Some battles are worth fighting for, even if you know you are going to lose. And sometimes it’s okay to step back (you made your point, so what? Everyone is dead already, nobody heard your damn point). Sometimes it’s enough to fight for what you need, not for what you want.

Death: I don’t think you died of old age, you were at full strength. You just grabbed a higher position when it happened. You fell off your high horse lol. Or maybe you literally fell off some rocks.

Pile 2. Orange tree/sefirot

Who were you: Sagittarius. Love given. Love received. Strong personality. You had all you needed in you. The real magic in a real person, who cared deeply for their family. Your touch made things grow. It’s like your everyday chores were a spell you cast on things around you. A warm happy gaze.  You did ponder the way the universe works, karma, past and future lives. I think the person you once were, was actually aware of who you are right now. You saw the future! And, I think you lived somewhere sunny and warm. Maybe the south? I see an orange tree.🍊

Your main goal/want: Peace. Harmony. Trust. The connection to the spiritual world. You had and still have really strong roots. You saw my gaze once. I feel there was a time in your life when you wanted revenge (or something similar) and as a result it carried you away from the life that you truly wanted.

What did you do (job/finances): Your previous job required an enormous responsibility on your part, you had a high position. So maybe you were a doctor, a judge, a scientist, or a soldier.

Love life: A lot of passion and desire, but also heartache. One of you had a position lower than the other. I’m also sensing some age gap, and there was some imbalance in that relationship. I think you often split up and got back together a while later. Maybe people around you were against your relationship and you had to hide it. I’m sensing you both went through a lot of changes during your lives - you grew up together. And you never gave up on each other.

Children (or not): Surprise child. Unplanned pregnancy. Maybe you live in times when your relationship was forbidden and you couldn’t get married. And with the baby you both found yourself in a difficult situation (but you made a choice to keep it). Very much your choice. That’s random, but I feel that despite all odds your child was very happy and optimistic. A little ray of sunshine. You cherished your child, spoiled them with love.

Obstacles: An illusion you wanted to live in. I don’t think you were naive, but some people might have judged you as such. It’s more like you just couldn’t stand the ugliness of the world sometimes, so instead you decided to create a small perfect bubble for you and your family. A cheerful oblivion. But it wasn’t oblivion after all - you weren’t oblivion, you just couldn’t stand all the bad things.

An issue that progressed into your current life: Number 8. Like it was in your past life, you still have the urgency to help others. You have hope in you, which is beautiful, but some people might use it against you. You crave your ideal life, but be careful or you’ll end up stuck in your fantasy. I'm hearing the words: „Don’t drown”.

Life purpose in your past life: Motherhood (not necessarily literal). You had such amazing nurturing energy, capable of creating life. I’m almost seeing this as if you could make a tree blossom just by touching it. You were a perfect listener, you made people feel seen. Also you could have been a truly amazing protective parent (I’m getting the vibe of a mama-bear).

Lesson from your past life: Protect your home and yourself first. If you genuinely want to help others, make sure to care for yourself first. Giving yourself to others doesn’t mean slowly destroying yourself. Breathe.

Death: I think you lived to an old age in your past life. And as you were getting older, you were separating more from the world outside. I think it might have something to do with your death. “For two grandma swore.” (don't ask lol).

Pile 3. Atlas holding the sky

Who were you: Responsibilities. Religion. You were a human lucky charm, attracting good things. Fate either with or against you in your life, no in-between. Your existence made others believe in miracles, even though you yourself were quite a down-to-earth person. You gave off the vibe of a noble knight who helps their neighbors and everyone loves them. I'm seeing a sentence: „It’s not who you are, but what you hold within yourself.” Idk bro. And I think you lived rather close to nature, so no big cities.

Your main goal/want: Your goals mostly revolved around material things (you weren’t greedy, just responsible lol). That’s random but I think you wanted to own a part of the land (take care of it, cultivate it, use it, and live there).

What did you do (job/finances): You were so hardworking. Couldn’t sit your ass down. Something school-related? Or maybe church? Professor or a priest? For sure your workplace gathered a lot of people for whom you were a mentor.

Love life: A love that is a gift from the Universe. Steady relationship. Instant attraction, a lot of courtship. Something that was supposed to be just a physical thing turned out to be a deep connection. You both understood each other so well - you could have had a conversation without talking, just with your eyes. You quickly got married but not without making a little sacrifice (moving out to a new place, a downgrade to your life before or something like that). But, like I said, this love was a gift. You didn’t waste it.

Children (or not): You planned your family. You had all the time in the world, so you could go the traditional way. I think you had a couple of children after you got married. Your home was idyllic, seriously. I’m even seeing some flowers in your house and a beautiful garden. Safe bubble of comfortable ease.

Obstacles: There was some unconscious desire in you for some drama. A big action, a great gesture. Don’t get me wrong you were SO fulfilled at the family level, but something about your spiritual life, your faith, got you kinda restless. It’s like you heard the fate calling out to you, but you loved your family too much to follow it. But the call stayed. A small rip inside you.

An issue that progressed into your current life: You still can’t stand to do nothing. I bet even if you tell yourself you can rest, your thoughts just keep running and running. It’s maddening. And I think you rarely ask others for help. You might seem open and friendly but all the most important stuff you only keep to yourself. 

Life purpose in your past life: Guiding others. You held some authority you knew how to use. And the call - I’m sensing that some goddess above or idk, some spirit, might have been a bit bitchy about you choosing the family instead of your divine mission. But you go, bro! Show’em!

Lesson from your past life: „Pride is not the opposite of shame, but its source.” Listen to uncle Iroh! Don’t take yourself so seriously. And trust your instincts. Remember that the distance from the real world might be painful - history shows that gods rather often ask for sacrifices than handle gifts.

Death: Your death was quick. Maybe poetic? Or just tragic. Happened at the moment when you ended some important part of your life. No specifics here, sorry dudes.

Pile 4. Prometheus

Who were you: You were a warrior. A street-smart person. You experienced so much at a very young age (I’m getting the number 16). Because of that you had to grow up too fast. Mature eyes, but a young face. You were rather reserved, distrustful, often skeptical. But also strong, resourceful, independent. People might have felt intimidated or even scared of you.

Your main goal/want: „What am I working on now?” You wanted to master your skill. Even though you’ve already gone through the training phase, you still wanted to prove yourself. You were being deceived by your own personality.

What did you do (job/finances): You commanded others. You had to face forces much bigger than you, all alone. You were giving orders, but it doesn’t mean that you didn’t work as much as your subordinates. You were responsible for others but demanded the most from yourself all the time. Your job was rapid, you definitely weren’t sitting behind a desk.

Love life: Twin flame. Your spouse was destined for you. You met at a crucial moment, when you both needed somebody like the other in your lives. You both were on a tough path: I’m seeing two soldiers supporting each other while marching. (I don’t mean your job was for sure connected with the military - it's more about your resilient energies together). Intimacy. Passion balanced by a soul connection. Whispering secrets to each other’s ears in the dark. Sharing quick kisses in the daylight. You will meet again. Coz that's what you do - you keep on going and your paths are always crossing.

Children (or not): I think the moment when you and your spouse were safe enough to start a family, was actually the biggest victory for you. For your children you were the biggest authority. They looked up to you all the time. As for you, I’m feeling a lot of pride and fear for them. You wanted to be a perfect parent, again putting too much pressure on yourself.

Obstacles: Some circumstances in your environment made you move around the world. For some time in your life you couldn’t stay in one place for long. The politics of the times in which you lived put crutches under your feet.

An issue that progressed into your current life: You have this tendency to make sacrifices, putting yourself in danger. It eventually may lead to a whirlwind of less fortunate events that cannot be stopped.

Life purpose in your past life: Embracing solitude. Finding out you are as much human as the rest of us. You can make mistakes and still be reaching greatness. You can be alone, but what for?

Lesson from your past life: Focus on love, connections. Learn to combine opposites within yourself. You don’t need to choose one path. You can be with others and not lose yourself at the same time.

Death: In your sleep. You had some kind of divine protection - as you died, you were taken care of and guided home.

[actually-a-fish]

the best supernatural episodes

according to an autistic person with a special interest and the ability to make a list.

if youre really serious about supernatural spoilers then maybe stay away :)

None of the season one episodes made in on the list but I will give an honorable mention to S1 E2 Wendigo.

S2 E11 Playthings - A classic, creepy girls in a creepy hotel. Special call out to Sam getting SLOPPY

S2 E16 Roadkill - There's a ghost haunting the highway. the Boys help the spirit move on. This is an early example of monster empathy

S2 E18 Hollywood Babylon - Dean loves hollywood. I love dean. this episode makes me kick my feet like a little girl and i will not defend myself.

S2 EP 20 What Was Shall Never Be - all I have in my notes for this one is "Dean Djinn Dream" which was enough for me to remember the episode and get misty eyes. This is SEASON 2 my son will never know peace.

S3 E5 Bedtime Stories -I had to check the wiki on this one, I think i liked it cause it referenced classic fairytales

S3 Ep11 Mystery Spot - "HEAT OF THE MOMENT" RISE AND SHINE SAMMY!

S3 E13 Ghostfacers! - Im a Facer through and through

S3 E16 No Rest for the Wicked - S3 finale and the Boys are facing consequences! Classic Dean, Sam and Bobby episode.

S4 E1 Lazerus Rising - First Cas Episode. That handprint makes me feel things.

S4 E6 Yellow Fever - What if Dean had anxiety (The Eye of the Tiger blooper is also at the end of the episode which gives it bonus points.

S4 E17 Wishful Thinking - Make a wish? was it for your teddy bear to be diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder? Well thats what youre getting!

S4 E17 It's a Terrible Life - Sam ~ the sales rep. Dean ~ middle management.

S4 E18 The Monster at the End of the Book - There are books about Sam and Dean?! Written by this guy who loves self insert character? Surely the entire show isn't about to take a tone shift?

S5 E3 Free to be You and Me - Sam and Dean are fighting again, but this time Dean has a new heavenly boy toy to play with instead. (Cas has no rizz yet it's actually a little painful to watch)

S5 E5 Fallen Idol - Okay the Wax People episode is on here for one reason and one reason only. Paris Hilton.

S5 E7 The Curious Case of Dean Winchester - Old man Dean and old man Bobby. This is also the episode for HH Husk kinnies.

S5 E8 Changing Channels - Dr Sexy MD is that you?!

S5 E9 The Real Ghostbuster - *in a grizzly voice* "I'm Dean Winchester, this is my brother Sam. Have you experienced anything strange?" "Dude that was so good! Now we can go solve the puzzle" "Man you're breaking the immersion!"

S5 E10 Abandon All Hope - This is here for Crowley's first appearance and not because the end will make you cry.

S5 E12 Swap Meat - "uh... its Audi Nos". Freaky Friday starring Sam Winchester! An angsty teen and April Kepner from Grey/Sloan Memorial Hospital.

S5 E16 Dark Side of the Moon - The Boys lives flash before their eyes. Dean is pissed forever about Sams.

S5 E19 Hammer of the Gods - this is for all my pagans out there!

S6 E4 A Weekend at Bobby's - What do you think this episodes about idjit.

S6 E15 The French Mistake -  “For whatever reason, our life is a TV show.” “Why?” “I don't know.” “No, seriously. Why? Why would anybody want to watch our lives?” 

S7 E4 Defending your Life - consequences? for fucking people over? how about you stand trial.

S7 E20 The Girl with the Dungeons and Dragons Tattoo - The self insert character made for us :) Luv u 4ever Charlie XD

S8 E4 Bitten - found footage will always scare. this one reminds me that this show started as a psuedo horror.

S8 E8 hunteri heroci - Cas tries his hand at being a hunter

S8 E12 As Time Goes By - FINALLY THEY ARE CARVING TRAPS INTO BULLETS

S8 E17 Goodbye Stranger - verbatim here are my notes for this episode "Cas chooses Dean, but the way he handles Meg... Fuck Naomi"

S8 E18 Clip Show - If you only want to watch just one episode of Supernatural this should be it. It's not actually a clip show, theres a broment, bonding time with favorite characters and crazy plots that only supernatural could get away with.

S9 E5 Dog Dean Afternoon - Dean is finally a dog person

S9 E11 First Born - Another bro fight leads to shipping <3 SamxCas + DeanxCrowley <3

S9 E15 #thinman - the slender episode feat. GHOSTFACERS. You come away from this episode thinking "supernatural is so fucking gay why wont the boys kiss"

S9 E21 King of the Damned - my favorite crowley era change my mind. Also the way the Boys interrogate an angel is so funny

S10 E5 Fan Fiction - I would unironically fuck w a supernatural musical and if helluva/hazbin taught me anything the rest of you would too

S10 E6 Ask Jeeves - The Clue episode. (Pay attention to the improvised weapons Dean chooses. It brings me joy)

S10 E9 The Things we Left Behind - Cas is suffering a midlife crisis and his besties are there to help him repair his relationship with his daughter. Funnily enough, Crowley is also getting some family bonding in.

Okay, I'm all caught up on my list. Should I have stayed up late transcribing this with an 8am class tommarow?

Probably not but it did bring me great joy. Tell me your favorite episode! I'll continue to add to my list as I continue my rewatch :)

[cilil]

Dearest Cilil

I've been looking at the Gentle June prompts thing and nr. 20 - service top or bottom has caught my attention (may be easy to combine with 18 - undressing). As for pairings I always love to see any femslash and trying to think about pairs maybe Vaire/Miriel or Nienna/Varda.

I hope this can give some inspiration. Also thank you for putting so many lovely drabbles and stories on my dash 💜💜💜

Gentle June

AN: Thanks so much, my friend! I picked Varda and Nienna for this one, hope you like how it turned out!💜 @tolkienpinupcalendar finally another one, I'm sorry lol xd

❀ Prompt: Service top/bottom, undressing | Varda x Nienna ❀ Synopsis: Nienna wishes to serve her queen in a different way. Varda is intrigued ❀ Warnings: Nudity, eldritch Ainur ❀ Short oneshot (~600 words)

"Are you certain?" 

It was a simple question tinged with intrigue more so than her usual queenly grace. 

Varda didn't doubt Nienna's capability, no, but she was curious about her conviction. Being the revered Queen of the Valar who admittedly relished in being admired and having others submit to her, she wasn't used to relinquishing control to another and the Lady of Mercy was the last one she had expected to make such a request. 

"I am." Nienna spoke softly as usual, but accentuated her words by lifting her up and placing her on the edge of her bed. "Let me take care of you and I shall serve you in a different manner."

"Very well." Varda smiled amicably, but her teeth were sharp. "I shall let you do as you please, though if I find myself growing impatient I will take you instead." 

"That is always your right and privilege, my queen." Only Nienna could say something demure with such calm confidence. 

Varda sat proudly as if she was on her throne, spine upright, chin high, eyes blazing. The prospect of seizing gentle, tender Nienna after letting her worship her for a time, like a cat toying with its prey, was exciting. Even so, she admired how the Valië tore off her veil with unusual determination, revealing her tear-stained face and pale eyes reflecting her queen's starlight like a pair of moons. Her hair, silvery and pearlescent, fell down her shoulders as it was finally freed. 

Nienna knelt. Instinctively, Varda held out her hand for her to kiss and felt wet lips on her skin — and then cool wetness engulfing her entire arm. Raising an eyebrow, she watched how the sleeve of her dress disappeared through a never before seen spell, tears washing away fabric as if it was nothing but stardust. 

"You assume I won't have need of clothing anymore?" 

"No, my lady, not tonight." 

It was Nienna's turn to smile and it was her who took her queen's other hand. Her fingers traced pulsing veins of light, now shining through midnight blue and purple skin with renewed vigour, and she rose alongside them to steal a kiss from Varda's lips. 

The next time she knelt was above her, her thighs caging hers, her hands on her cheeks, now towering above her. Another kiss, then more, underneath her jawline and down her neck. Varda sighed, allowing herself to be held. She could feel tears running down her neck and chest, slowly but steadily melting away what still covered her. Layer after layer, she was bared to the eyes of the Lady of Mercy, until even the veil of night she had infused her fána with began to fade and more and more of her light burst forth; it almost felt as if Nienna was tearing skin off muscle and bone, though painlessly and with loving tenderness. 

"Careful," Varda breathed, "my light–"

"Your light does not hurt me, my lady, and I much wish to see it." 

A magnificent glow now filled the queen's chambers, and Nienna was engulfed in star-fire. White flames licked and caressed every inch of her skin, but she laughed — the only thing that burned were her dress and her cloak, swiftly reduced to ashes that floated down like freshly fallen snow and revealing her fána underneath, beautiful and unharmed. 

Varda had underestimated her strength, and the unabashed display of it pleased her. 

"May I have you now, beloved?" 

"I am all yours." 

Thanks for reading! ♡

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[totaleclipse573]

So, I was watching the new Bad Guys dub and there's a panel that slightly shows that scar thingy on Starline's hand and I'm thinking about it again. Let's theorize, shall we? What do we think it is? Where did it come from? When did it happen? Does it still hurt?

I saw that too >:D

Ahaha. Ramble incoming. I am so so normal about the subject of his scar. Sorry not sorry XD

Something I noticed about that panel, the scar looks slightly less visible than before? Either because it’s healed (meaning it can be healed,) or just because you can’t see it well enough to truly tell. Personally I hope it’s a permanent scar. (Listen I can explain-)

My current running theory is that it was caused by the energy of the Warp Topaz. We don’t know exactly where that thing came from or what it’s FULLY capable of, explanation wise. And I don’t think we ever will get one, sadly.

I want the Topaz to have some kind of damaging effect that lasts. We’ve seen before that Starline has neglected his own basic needs and health (such as sleep) just for the sake of getting something done

Who’s to say he didn’t notice any effects the topaz could’ve had on him? And who’s to say he would stop because of it? He wouldn’t! Maybe his glove was made of some kind of material that was supposed to MAYBE stop that injury from happening to him? But didn’t. And I have a panel to prove that little glove theory!

“The components of my glove were built after countless hours of careful testing” he says. Perhaps even to withstand something, hmm?

Did he quit because of that? Of course not. It doesn’t matter to him, it’s a strange little mentality of his that I personally find SO interesting.

For the when, I can’t really think of a specific time. It wasn’t at first, but it also wasn’t too later on. The scar looks pretty bad in that one panel, like it’s been there, untreated, for a little while now. You get what I mean? Like, look at it.

So, make of that what you will.

Does it still hurt. Hmm. That’s really a tricky one to answer. He doesn’t really show many signs of it hurting? I have to wonder if that’s for a reason, or if it just doesn’t hurt anymore unless bothered or something. In one panel, they look like burn marks, almost. But later on in bad guys, we see it looks like a scar. As someone with a permanent injury scar, I can say from experience that scars don’t really hurt unless you like. Overly specific example : somehow manage to crash into something in a way that makes direct contact with that scar. That hurts for DAYS (Or, I guess depending on the injury?) That’s my extremely messy take 😅

I really think Starline was a more interesting character than people often regard him as. Maybe it’s because he was killed off 💀 But I wished they could have at least some what dove into the whole deal with the scars/burn markings. You can’t just PUT THAT THERE AND THEN NOT SAY ANYTHINGGGGG

Thank you, for letting me ramble about duck man (I’d love to hear any theories you might have also!)

[destinygoldenstar]

☀️🎵Can We Just Talk?🎵☀️ - Total Drama Viewer Reacts to Disventure Camp Season 1 Episode 7 “Spit It Out”

Yeah, I'm back already...

Again, I'm aware of Season 3's finale airing. Didn't watch it obviously.

But I will say, it's kinda difficult to not be sick to your stomach when ALL you hear about something is HATE.

Like, I have not heard a single positive thing about Season 3 and I'm kinda nervous now. (Is it really THAT bad?)

That's why I'm just doing my own thing with the first season and reacting to it in my "Just enjoy it" way. (It's not same as "Turn your brain off" because "Turn your brain off" implies not paying attention)

I will remind everyone, I was NOT recommended this show. The people who replied to me asking if I should watch it said "NO. Don't watch it. It's awful."

So I CHOSE to do this at my own will. I have no one to blame but myself.

I'm enjoying this season so far and I don't want that to be spoiled by people telling me not to.

Cause while criticism is okay, it always is, spreading nothing but hate and spite and nasty threats to anyone involved does a lot more damage than you think. You get a RWBY fandom situation where the only thing going on is harassment and bullying and it drives everyone away and leaves no room for air on takes that aren't majority. I DON'T WANT TO BE A PART OF THAT. ESPECIALLY NOT DEATH THREATS. THAT IS NOT OKAY TOWARDS ANYBODY.

So yeah, hearing any hate towards Disventure Camp about anything, I'm NOT part of it. I am not to blame for anything. I just want to stay in my corner and say what I want to say. (As long as it's not threats, like I said, I can't do that either)

*deep breath*

I just wanted to get this off my chest. NOW THAT THIS IS OUT OF THE WAY,

We're back with Season 1. I beg that there is no double elimination for a THIRD TIME IN A ROW. I'll lose my mind.

Okay, let's get into this, shall we?

Oh we're starting right where we left off last time.

IT'S A TEAM SWAP.

...again...

"My whole team is going to reGRETT voting for me."

"They're going to wish they had never crossed me."

Go off queen!

OH GOD-

What a kind greeting XD

Not the Purple Team becoming the VILLAINS Team!

"I hope that Ellie doesn't have any hard feelings."

Be thankful she isn't Jake, who DEFINATELY would.

OH YAY THEY'RE TOGETHER!!!

We get to see more of them!!

It sucked we couldn't because they were on opposite teams before. BUT NOW WE CAN!

And she immediately goes to Jake to introduce herself.

I have no idea why she'd pick that. But you know what? All for friendships.

"If we lose, we can vote for her instead of one of us."

HOW. IS. DAN. STILL. HERE?!?!

Like, I'm genuinely really tired of him now.

I made a post (that got a lot of hate) about screen time not being problematic for characters so long as they're DOING SOMETHING with that screen time.

Dan is not that. This is my least favorite character in this group. I'm sorry Dan stans.

Everyone else has something to do. All Dan does is push a non-existent alliance and make sexist comments and otherwise has no personality.

GET HIM OUT. I'M SICK OF HIM.

"Gabby is a psychotic backstabber, Jake and Tom are a toxic couple, Miriam is a useless old lady, and Dan is a dumb kid who pretends to know things."

OH GOD, NOT THE SLANDER

She do be right about Jake & Tom though...

"How'd they win so many challenges?"

Because they have numbers.

VILLAIN TEAM

"If you promise to never vote for us, we'll help you."

What if your team loses?

Do you vote for the VOID?!

"Okay, I'll read the votes... WHY ARE THEY ALL SCRIBBLES OF FLOWERS?!?"

"Something about the other two makes me feel at home, that's something I haven't really felt before..."

AW, VILLAIN BONDING. SHE FOUND HER PLACE IN THE WORLD!!

They're still beefing.

I've been eating toxic yaoi two days in a row now. It's junk food, I'll tell you that.

Is Ellie gonna reason with Jake? Awww

"Gabby told me you and Tom are close, but it doesn't look that way anymore."

They had a fight. It happens.

"Are you mad?"

"Yes I am! Tom has been lying to all of us since we got here! He lied to me like everyone else does!"

OH GEEZ THAT LAST PART

I was gonna say "I'm interested in this impulsive and petty anger issues version of Jake"

But that "LIKE EVERYONE ELSE DOES" part. OOF.

Like, my god, how can you blame him though?!

Yeah he wasn't right. But his POV.

"I don't want to bother you with my problems."

Ngl, when I was younger I would vent to strangers all my petty problems and yeah, that's a version of me you should be happy isn't on Tumblr. I grew up, I got in a better environment, and I'm in a better place now.

"It's okay, after last night I know what it's like being betrayed. Everything you say is safe with me."

I like this. I like Ellie being nice to him.

"I like Jake, he's a good guy, even if he's a bit dramatic."

That is MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY

"Honestly, a five minute conversation could probably solve this issue."

Yes. Yes it would. But is it that simple with these two?

"I wanted to thank you..."

Oh?

"For not voting for me yesterday."

Oh...

Yeah no I want you eliminated this episode. You're selfish.

"You'll wish I'd just gone home."

"We already do."

😂

I love Miriam.... oh my god.... 😂

That had no right being as funny as a burn as that was!!

This sounds like a VERY complicated challenge. I'm gonna have to see it in action.

"Is everything okay between us Ellie?"

"What do you think?!"

"What do you think Alec?"

She said exactly that XD

This does NOT look safe!

"Can you help me Jake?"

"I don't think so."

You're STILL salty?

OMG, TALK. IN PERSON WORD ON WORD.

"I took water polo, lacrosse, cheerleading, and even debate."

Debate's not a sport, is it?

Maybe it is and I'm a dumbass.

"What? Debate not a sport? I could debate that."

OKAY THAT WAS HER TALKING DIRECTLY TO ME

"Golden, I can debate on your words!"

This looks like a nightmare to ride

"Things are a bit complicated with Jake, aren't they?"

"That's one way to put it. I know it's my fault but he's exaggerating with his attitude."

Yeah, Tom is right here. But I LOVE that he acknowledges he's at fault for it.

"He's just an immature kid, don't take it personally."

"It's hard not to."

"He'll get over it."

Will he though? Will he?

Grett and Alec are trying to DROWN the child at this point.

"Fiore can't collect water if she's dead!"

Even Alec says it!

Is Grett actually gonna develop from this experience?

"Have you calmed down a bit yet?"

"Yeah, I'm sorry, it's just... I can't forget how he lied to me and how that made me feel."

"And have you thought about how that made him feel?"

Ooh, yes. I love that. Call him out.

"I'm just saying it must have been hard for him too."

Yes. Yes it was.

I get both sides. I do. Tom was trying to do a job and got revealed lying about it and didn't consider how that would hurt his friend (for understandable reasons). And Jake got some flashbacks of bad events and overreacted as a result.

"He only used me to go undercover."

"How do you know?"

"Well, I... Grett said so..."

"Did you hear Tom's side? You should ask him. People are... complex. You can't jump to conclusions."

👏

GLORIOUS. THAT WHOLE THING.

Talk to Tom. Hear his side. Apologize. Make up. Be friends again.

It'll all be fine. I still have my hope.

...and maybe this is why I called their dynamic junk food...

GABBY'S TAKING CHARGE LIKE THE QUEEN SHE IS

Also not Tom wearing TWO masks now! That looks so awkward.

Knew that would happen.

NOT GABBY LAUGHING AT JAKE'S EXPENSE. COME ON.

Welcome to SLAPSTICK THE EPISODE.

NUT SHOT.

Though this time it was a block.

NO WAIT I SWEAR I'VE SEEN THAT ON A SURVIVOR CLIP BEFORE-

Oh that's just straight up sabotage.

HELL YEAH!!!

Fiore told Grett to SLAY yet again.

Really? NO ONE on the team is good with puzzles?!

I say that like I'm good at them, but I'm not either.

Purple Team wins!

It's been HOW LONG since Purple Team won?

"Our team was on a winning streak but suddenly Ellie joins our team and we lose?"

I'm sorry, HOW was this her fault exactly?

OH MY GOD HE'S TALKING TO HIM. THIS IS NOT A DRILL.

"I want to ask you something..."

"Did you really just approach me because of your job?"

Good question.

"You're asking me this now? Where was this question yeaturday?"

"So you're just here for your job!"

"And our friendship, was that just to blend in too?! Did you ever care about me at all?! Was any of it real, HUH?!"

...I mean, TECHNICALLY he DID ask this already?

It was a bad wording of asking it cause he was mad, but he DID ask it.

"Yeah, I'm sorry..."

Aww. At least he's apologizing.

See? He recognizes he made a mistake!

"Jake... I'm going to tell you the truth."

YES PLEASE. OMG THANK YOU.

"...I really like you."

😲

💗

*I'm gripping my heart from that*

UM... OKAY. I DID NOT EXPECT THAT ANSWER. *Giddy again*

"And the days we spent together fishing, gathering supplies, or just talking at camp... it made me rethink some things."

💗

"Yes, I'm here for work, to investigate someone. My agency doesn't allow me to have contact with anyone here after this investigation is over. But... meeting you felt like we quickly had this connection and I thought... am I really willing to risk everything? My whole career? So we could... be something more?"

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH 💗

THIS IS GOING SO MUCH BETTER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD. OMG.

That's such good insight on Tom's character too! How long was he a spy? I'm curious. Cause if his missions are all like this, then does that mean Tom has no one? No relationships of any kind? Platonic or romantic?

Cause DAMN that makes too much sense for him to act like this then.

"But the way you've behaved in the last few days made one thing clear to me. I don't really know you. And I can't risk everything for someone who acts so unpredictably."

💔

AAAAAANNNNDDDD it's gone.

I do understand that though. At the end of the day, they knew each other for how many days? And if Tom's career is that serious, then of course he can't.

"Tom, I'm... I'm sorry..."

AW COME ON. HE SAID HE WAS SOWWY.

"But I said I was sowwy! And I meant it!!"

"I was so selfish thinking only for myself! I had no idea!"

This is why I love Jake! He actually ACKNOWLEDGES he's in the wrong and owns up to it!

"That's correct. You had no idea. You never bothered to ask."

And Tom doesn't even coddle him and say "No no, it's okay." That wouldn't be in character, I feel.

"Yes. You screwed up. I hope you know you screwed up. Know what you did was wrong and there's not an excuse for it."

AND HE JUST WALKS AWAY AFTER THAT?!

💔Goddammit...

I LOVED that scene though. Maybe they will be alright after all.

"See? We CAN talk it out! We're not Gwen and Trent!"

"I think the decision is simple. We vote for Ellie."

No. What did she do?!

"She is the only option."

Do you still have blindfolds on?

"As for Ellie, who even is she?"

She's a wannabe college student with a life of bad labor and debt and has passions to be a designer.

"Gabby, trust me, it's for the best."

"FOR YOU IT IS!"

YES! CALL HIM OUT!!

"You always do what's best for you and you don't care what anyone else thinks!"

YUUUUUUSSSSS!!!! DAN SLANDER!!!

Oh god it's Blabby! She's back!

"That boy wants to control you just like Grett did!"

Yes. Yes he does.

"I think I need a hug."

Awwwwwwww 💗

These two are such besties, I love them!

"Uh... I have to go... clean my socks... or something..."

XD

Best excuse ever.

Tom, how did you even become a spy? You suck at your job.

"I'll be back later!"

*Jumps in a bush*

XD

And Miriam just walks away from him XD

"Nah, I'm too old for this shit. I'm out."

"Agent Smith, I wasn't expecting your call at this time."

Smith? His name is Tom Smith?

What happened?

Is the guy he's after planning something worse?

Oh come on Jake. Why Gabby?

Yeah, we know this one.

I thought Gabby and Ellie would convince Jake to vote with them and tie it or something. But no.

WAIT SO THAT MEANS ELLIE IS SCREWED.

"WAIT!!"

"I have an immunity totem and I want to use it."

OH MY GOD THE IDOL. OH MY GOD SHE'S SAVED.

"I want to use this totem to nullify the votes against Ellie!"

YEP. ELLIE'S NOT GOING.

Gabby, SLAY. Successfully reading the room, saving her only ally!

GREAT PLAY.

The subtitles XD

"Any votes on Ellie will not count!"

'ELLIE' *DOESN'T COUNT*

There's three, right?

So this was a successful idol play?

'ELLIE' *DOESN'T COUNT*

'ELLIE' *DOESN'T COUNT*

YEP. SUCCESSFUL IDOL PLAY.

'GABBY'

That's Jake throwing his vote.

'DAN'

OH MY GOD, PLEASE. IS HE GONE?!

PLEASE NOT GABBY.

It's gotta be Dan. He's gotta be gone!

YES! HE'S GONE!!!!

"Why would you waste your totem on Ellie?"

Dude, Ellie was Gabby's ONLY ally in the game. She didn't protect Ellie, then they'd both be screwed.

"I didn't waste it. I saved her cause she treats me like a person."

That too. 💗

WHAT A TRIBAL COUNCIL!!

I like good idol plays, what can I say?

And Dan's finally gone!

I'm sorry, but he was the worst character of the cast.

Lasted too long, no personality, and the only thing he did with all his screen time was talk about an alliance that didn't exist, and be sexist.

And before you say his actions and dialogue weren't sexist: GUYS alliance. Is only seen targeting female characters. Downplays Gabby's problems over his own wants.

He rubbed me off the wrong way and I don't regret bullying him.

At least everyone else on that team was interesting in one way or another, but Dan had nothing.

I GUESS the only thing he did was be the foil to Grett for Gabby's development? As he was someone who also tried to use her but was nicer to her so it left her conflicted? But really, you could've given that role to ANY character. You could've had, idk, Tom do that and not much would change.

Actually, that would add onto the 'Tom is only here for work' plot.

BUT HEY, AT LEAST I DIDN'T JINX ANYBODY WITH THE HEADING THIS TIME! THAT'S A PLUS!

Still, THANK YOU GABBY for slaying this show as usual! You are a GIFT, sweetheart and we're so happy to have you!

GABBY FOR THE WIN!

Anyway, idk if this will get any attention because of the Season 3 finale, but hey, I can continue these if you guys seem interested and entertained by them.

[moonspirit]

Hello Moon,

Since it has been brought up a few times now, shall we talk about the literal grab-ass going on between Armin and Annie

Between the two of them, I think Annie is more of the ass fiend of the pair; she sees her man's glorious booty in an optimal position, such as when he is bent over or lying on his stomach, and she goes for it. Not with a light tap, mind you; her spanks are something she puts some build-up in occasionally, even at a running start. When she makes contact, one can hear the audible “SMACK” from anywhere nearby. Armin’s read is left sore the rest of the day, but does he mind? HELL NO! He occasionally goads her into doing it like the deviant tease he is. I could see the two of them experimenting with paddles at some point in their lovemaking.

When it is Armin doing it to Annie, it is a much more muted affair; she’ll be doing something, and he comes up from behind to give her a light but firm smack, just enough to garner an “ooh!” reaction. Annie’s reaction is one Armin loves and is strictly for his ears only. Occasionally if they are out in public and no one is watching he might let the hand resting on the small of her back drift downward into a more tantalizing position on her rear.

forgive me if this is a bit much,

But I wonder what you think of it.

SDAJKSDGHSGL Annie landing a few on Armin's butt has got me crying xD Hi anon~

Do you think he's going to rank her force as time goes by? Like "No, Annie, it was too soft this time. Go harder!"

But to go harder, or not to go harder, that is the question. I think Annie, in the beginning of their relationship, will be too scared of hurting him with her strength, no matter what he thinks about it. Like this is her precious soft snowflake of a boyfriend, how can she possibly afford to be careless and put too much into her hug?! It'll crush his ribs! She can't do that! She has to hold him gently.

Though, as time passes and their relationship progresses into deeper comfort zones, she realizes; she can grab his hair. She can pinch his waist and leave a bruise there. She can manhandle him - he's been saying he can take it for days now! She can smack his butt - and he'll rejoice!

(I mean, ofc he rejoices, he's a freak on the receiving end too)

Armin meanwhile, oh it takes him YEARS to get comfortable with the notion of "hurting" Annie, even on the pleasurable levels. He knows her past and is very strict with himself about making sure that with him, Annie does not have to fear any physical pain at all. However.

However.

*aherm*

Freaky thoughts :3

The most logical outcome to me is him not giving her anything except soft treatment, Annie getting frustrated because he's always too soft, Annie getting mad at him for treating her like glass, and Armin succumbing to her wish and his secret curiosities, and landing a small smack on her ass.

Nothing's the same after that, if you get my drift 🌚🌝

And yes, Ambassador-with-an-Annie-kink is absolutely very-innocently-discreetly-unproblematically resting his very tired hand on Annie's skirt-suit butt when they can't be noticed very well. Can you blame him tho? It's very therapeutic.

[hannigramislife]

hey! long time no see, friendd <3

i saw in one of your old posts that there was a character (from a chinese drama? im not sure) that you used to love when you were a kid but now, with time and stuff, you absolutely hate them lol.

out of curiosity, if let's say the past you saw dazai, do you think she'd like him? haha

HELLO FRIEND!!

Omg, yeah, I can think of the exact post you saw 🙈 it probably was about Wangxian (so both Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji).

In my defense!!! I binge-watched that show in less than two days, up to 4 am, as an emotionally vulnerable 18 year old the night before her visa interview.

Safe to say, I was not in my right mind XD

But yeah, I called their story "the best love story ever told" while pitching the show to my friend, and now I can't stand looking at them– the switch up was crazy.

Let's think: what would 18 year old me think of Dazai?

Regrettably, I am almost positive he would appear much more sympathetic to me then. His struggle regarding his humanity would cut me to my core, and the fact that he left the Mafia behind would probably have me going, "He's trying his best!! He's gone through so much and should not be punished for having trouble being good when he has never known it before!"

*sounds of me throwing up*

I think I would project a lot of my teenage angst onto him, to be honest, which would make me more tolerant and him more relatable. It's why I find the justifications people make for Dazai quite childish; like, that's a teenager's mindset and point of view that you're taking.

On the other hand, Akutagawa is also a factor.

I probably would have liked both Akutagawa and Dazai, and would have wished for a reconciliation between them. I just know I would have written a lot of fanfics where Dazai cared and did better by him. I still would love for nothing more than their relationship to heal, but back then, I would have excused Dazai's actions in order to reach it.

I shall take the chance to say that I am a huge advocate of the "let Dazai and Akutagawa heal and be friends and care for each other" agenda. That surprises my friend a lot, considering my hatred of Dazai, but I'm like??? I'm searching for happy endings here?? Of course I want to see Dazai be proud of Akutagawa, and see him teasing Akutagawa the way he does Atsushi, and see Akutagawa be comfortable around him??

I don't fuck with people who don't like Akutagawa, therefore, if he liked Akutagawa, he'd get rights. Math is mathing.

[seigephoenix]

OMG OMG SEIGE OMG ANOTHER M!HAWKE X F!TREVELYAN SHIPPER!? YES YES YES How about "Person A draws Person B and vice versa, Couple Portraits" for Alissa x Garrett? 👀👀👀👀👀👀

Happy writing!

Yes! I adore this ship and will go down with this ship! My Alissa Trevelyan x Garrett Hawke ship is my comfort ship. In their canon story, Alissa is an illustrator for children books and does portraits on the side, at least she did in Kirkwall. XD For @dadrunkwriting

Content Warning: flirting, mentions of Hawke and Trev child, adorable shenanigans Length: I forgot to look. XD

“Are you quite certain you wish to do this Garrett?” Alissa asked as she joined him in her quarters.  He’d been bugging her all afternoon that he had a great plan set up for a quiet evening.  He’d gotten Bethany and Matthew to keep Zephyr overnight, Alissa wished she could be a fly on the wall for Matthew putting his nephew to bed it would be quite the spectacle, and Garrett had been so excited.

“Yes!  I know you painted that portrait of the family for Mother back in Kirkwall, but I’d like to give this a try myself.”  Alissa crossed her arms in front of her chest as she studied her husband.  He looked so proud of himself and she actually was looking forward to sitting down and getting to sketch him.  Not that she hadn’t done her fair share of it back in Kirkwall, but those had been with stolen glances when he wasn’t looking.

“Alright.  You’ve gotten everything prepared already.”  She swept a hand towards the materials neatly arranged on her desk.

“I had a little help with getting your paperwork finished.”  She looked over at him and he simply smiled down at her.  “Lady Montilyet was more than happy to help me once I explained what I was trying to do.”

“Josie would be more than happy.”  Alissa gave a short laugh as she realized the hopeless romantic would happily help him set up this date.  “Alright Garrett.  You’re on one side and I’m on the other?”

“Yes.  Then we come together and see what each looks like at the end.”  Alissa chuckled and she carefully sat in the chair facing Garrett.  He smiled at her before he looked down at his paper and charcoal.

And realized he had absolutely no idea how he was going to accomplish this.  His wife was the talented artist, he could barely string two lines together.  He watched her hand moving over the page and knew he had to get started.  He hoped he could do something of a decent job.  Garrett started when he felt her foot brush the back of his leg.  “Madam, are you trying to distract me?”

“Is it working?”

“Yes, now stop.”  Alissa huffed and returned to her drawing.  They sat quietly in their quarters, letting the noises of the courtyard be the backdrop for their date.  Alissa dared a glance over and saw how hard he was concentrating on the paper.  Garrett always put his one hundred percent into whatever it was he did.  Whether it was fighting, helping his friends and family, or his son.  Alissa loved that about him, there was nothing half-hearted about Garrett Hawke’s actions.

“Alright.  I think I’m done.” Garrett announced as Alissa looked up.  “Shall we show them off?” Alissa chuckled and she held her paper close to her chest and stood.  “Where are you going my lovely wife?  There’s no escaping.”  He reached out and linked their fingers together as she joined his side.

“I wasn’t leaving.  I wanted to see what you did.”  Garrett made a face but she merely brought their fingers up to her lips, pressing a quick kiss and grinning at him.

“Quit trying to distract me.”

“Garrett, I could be talking about treaties and noble houses and you’d think I was seducing you.” Alissa placed her art facedown before turning to him.

“Well, I do like how snooty you sound when you’re talking to the nobles.”  He grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his lap earning a laugh from her lips.

“Now who’s trying to distract who?”  Alissa smiled up at him.  He leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.  Her hand came up to cup his cheek as she parted her lips under his.  He was almost lost in the kiss but he sensed her moving.

“Don’t!”  He broke the kiss as she snatched up his drawing and danced away from him with her prize held against her chest.  “You little sneak.”

“You were the one who was trying to distract me serah.  I merely did what I had to do to get my hands on this.” Alissa huffed at him as she pointed at his chest.  “Now, let me see.”  Alissa held the drawing up and her lips curved into a smile.  She noticed the way he looked away, half covering his lips with his hand and a dusting of red on his cheeks going up to his ears.

His drawing was nowhere near professional, but Alissa knew that.  Her heart warmed as she saw the painstaking way he captured her portrait.  She could see the lines he carefully drew for her tattoos, her eyes, and how hard he worked on getting her hair right.  It wasn’t professional but it was just as precious to her.  She tucked it behind her back when she sensed him reaching for it.

“Nope!  I’m keeping this.  I love it Garrett.”

“It’s not as good as yours.”  She heard the grumbling and laughed.

“Of course it isn’t.  I’ve studied art since I was fifteen.  Over half my life I’ve dedicated myself to it.  You haven’t but to see what you were able to do for me?  I absolutely love it.  I’d like to see you draw Zephyr too.”  Garrett looked at her in surprise.  “What?  I’m serious Hawke.”

“Well, since you were so persistent and used my name in that tone of voice…  I guess I have to.”  Alissa grinned at him and leaned in for another kiss.  Garrett’s hands came up to her hips, his fingers digging in slightly as he lost himself in the kiss.

They broke apart when the door burst open downstairs.  “Alissa!!!  Your child is insufferable!  Has to be his father’s genes!”  Garrett burst into laughter at hearing his brother-in-law grousing about putting their child down for bedtime.

[mists-reading-nook]

Heyo, hope you dont mind me sending in a letter too -- your so good at making responses xD

SAGAU! Pre-reader isekai

A letter appears in front of Venti's usual seat at angels share, neatly folded. On the back, in neat handwriting, are three simple words. "Read when alone."

Dearest Barbatos,

Hello Barbatos! I am Adin, or I guess you would know me as 'creator'. Hi there! I'd like to apologize actually -- your literally always on my team of weirdos ever since you arrived, I know it must be tiring running around the time. I just can't help it -- I'm a total, ah, whats the word you would use? Hm, well, you know Donna? The girl who often talks about Diluc in near the flower shop in Mondstadt? I'm like that, with you, but less worship-y, I guess.

I can't be with you at this current moment, very unfortunate I know. But, just know, if you see a traveller for that drink he promised on the last day of the festival, just know that I'm there, watching. Not in a creepy way, just using the traveller since, [a bunch of scratched out text], well you know celestia. They're a bit hard to bypass, I'll say.

Thank you for reading beloved,

Adin

[Secured with tape, behind the letter, is a perfectly preserved green rose]

Venti takes up the letter,not really knowing what to expect. He pales at the use of his archon name,and brings the letter closer to his face. His eyes brighten at the mention of the creator,and he giggles as he takes the rose gingerly between his finger. He gets his hands on some paper before writing a letter of his own.

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"Dearest Divine One,

You don't seem weird to me at all! I do not mind doing errands if you are the one who wants me too! I'm well aware of Donna,and i'm quite flattered that you think of me in such a way. Is that truly what you think of me,or are you just being kind? I would hope it's the former.

I am well aware of how Celestia can be,although I do wish I could meet with you face to face. I'm quite happy to know that you are watching over me,it's nice to know that you care for me. To think me,a simple bard,is deserving of a message from the divine light themselves! I am quite honored. The rose you gifted me is beautiful. I've never seen one in this color before. Did you create it just for me? I'm quite flattered.

I shall sing of your grace to all that will hear,as you have made me feel quite loved on this glorious day. I cannot wait to finally meet you face to face,my divine Adin creator.

-Your Beloved,

Barbados"

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He bit his lip as he wrote out your name,before crossing it out. Would that be considered blasphemous? Would it be heretical to call the divine creator themselves by thier name? Would he be struck down for even thinking it? He couldn't help but think of it though. Adin...what a beautiful name... he sighed,placing down his pen and sealing the letter. How he wished he was speaking to you,instead of writing this letter with no way to send it. He bit his lip,before writing your name on the paper and standing up to leave. As he turned his back to leave,he saw the letter vanish in the corner of his eye. He smiled,before twirling the rose between his fingers and leaving Angel's Share.

[ninjigma]

Twas tagged by @bucketking for the one line WIP thing and I have never really done these things but I shall try and post a snippet. This is... technically the last full writing I worked on that is actual writing and not disconnected note taking XD

Waxer bumped Boil behind one of the many staircases and gave a titled helmeted gaze. “Because, this planet isn’t the right biome at all. Any animal listed or scanned doesn’t fit the makeup, and that isn’t to mention the plants seem sentient enough to kill him if he tried to eat them.” “Then why is he here Waxer?” “I don’t know Boil,” the clone finally snapped, and Obi-Wan felt a bit more heat in his tone, ears flattening slightly. “Maybe someone abandoned him here even. Maybe he was doing little bunny prayers to the Force that someone would save him, maybe he isn’t a rabbit at all but someone crazy shapeshifter that could eat you whole in your sleep!” As he finished his small, absurd growing rant, Waxer thrust Obi-Wan right into Boil’s face, and Obi-Wan insticly sniffed the plastoid curiously, then nibbled at the edge of it in his sudden confusion on what was happening now.  Which he was shocked to find suddenly sent Boil into a fit of honest to goodness giggles. His teeth had clicked along the edge where visor met plastoid, and the soft crickly and wiggling of his nose struck something in the clone suddenly. This in turn had some equal affect on Waxer, who had watched Obi-Wan’s tail flick in excitement at the laughter and was suddenly lost to it as well.  It continued to descend, Obi-Wan flicking his head back and worth with mounting glee. He had never heard them laugh so easily, and he was immediately driven to try and cause more joy, any panic he had at his predicament lost.  Maybe being a… a rabbit wasn’t all bad, for a little bit.

Yes, it is Obi-Bun. Yes, I have actually written for this story. No, I have no idea where it will go or when there will be more, but I am sure I will let you all know heh

Also never know how to tag people and everyone I can immediately think of has already done this, so if you wish to do it, you are very welcome to tag me cause I would love to see ya snippets and lines :)

[shieldofiron]

New askie XD Re8 Billy and Re8 Lucas, thinking about how Lucas is different from his siblings but also thinking Billy doesn't love him like his sisters

Askie and you shall receive. I had to look up some re8 stuff so if it’s slightllllly ooc, oops. Hints of Lucas x Dustin because helloooo it’s so cute.

Lucas sat and stared sullenly into the cell of his captive. The other boy stared back, his button nose occasionally wrinkling into a scowl.

Lucas didn’t deign to respond. He’d already bared his teeth once and seen the fear in the other boy’s eyes. He didn’t need to do it again.

He was used to being the other one. First in the village, when their family one of so few Black families that they stuck out like sore thumbs. And then when he had changed, and changed again. Even in a family of monsters it was possible to be different.

The lord still called the humans captives, although daily the little man thing, Steve, crept closer into their lives. Lucas could see the way he flattered their lord, trying to charm him into releasing himself and his son Dustin.

He wondered idly if Dustin would ever try to charm Lucas. He looked into the cell and tried to imagine it. His face going sweet and soft… no. Dustin scowled at Lucas again, tossing a rock against the door.

“You don’t have to watch me, you know,” Dustin groused. “Not like I’m going anywhere.”

“I know,” Lucas picked up his wrist rocket, handling it delicately. His hands were larger and stronger than they had been in his human life, and they tested the strength of his toy, the last vestiges of who he had been. It was good to remember, he thought. The strength of human things.

He raised it and aimed with no projectile, and still, Dustin ducked.

His sisters had forgotten their human lives, abandoned them with little care, but Lucas still felt it. Inside the thing inside of the wolf, he was still a village boy. He still wished for things that might be impossible. Maybe it was because he was older before Vecna had experimented on him and his sister. Maybe it was because he had known of the lord before Vecna brought Lucas and Erica here, that he still felt a frisson of fear when his lord came near. Lord Billy was known far and wide for his dislike of men. His sisters said Lucas was the exception, and that had once comforted him. Now the man thing Steve was here, and Lucas was beginning to feel like he was no exception at all.

Then again, before Dustin, Lucas didn’t know he could have those sort of feelings either. Those human feelings that grew from the lonely village boys heart, somewhere deep inside him. Longing and wishing sorts of things.

Lucas loaded a rock into the wrist rocket.

“Little Wolf,” His Lord’s shadow fell over the antechamber, “Don’t play with your food before you eat it.”

Lucas raised his aim and took out a single lit candle, the rock brushing just so against the wick and leaving the taper upright.

“I don’t know what you mean,” Lucas calmly loaded another rock, “Mother.”

Lord Billy smirked, sauntering in and resting his hip against the heavy wooden chest where Lucas sat.

“What is this, Little Wolf?” Lord Billy reached towards the wrist rocket but Lucas pulled it back. He had seen all too clearly what Lord Billy’s strength could do when he didn’t take care.

Lord Billy frowned, “Did you take it from our little captive?”

Dustin huffed in his cell, tugging on an errant curl. It was getting long from being kept here, not as long as Lord Billy’s, but long, light brown and looking soft as silk.

Not that Lucas had noticed. He wanted no part of the man thing and his son.

“No, it’s mine,” Lucas raised it once more. “I don’t take it out often. Erica threatened to break anything from our… p-parents.”

Lord Billy just watched, saying nothing. Though this likely meant punishment, Lucas exhaled slowly and released, blowing out another candle.

“Hey,” Dustin slammed against the bars of the door, “I only have so many of those a day, and it’s like the cask of Amontillado in here.”

“If only,” Lord Billy drawled, looking lazily in Dustin’s direction.

Lucas lowered the wrist rocket to his lap, waiting for the inevitable storm of rage to blow his way.

His sisters were so much more adept at pleasing the lord. They could dance and carry on with each other. Perhaps Lucas had been too old when he was brought to the Lord. He still did not entirely know his place here, even after all these years.

“Me too,” Lord Billy said, pulling something from his pocket. “My mother’s.”

He unsheathed a knife, so small in his massive hand. It was rough, a kitchen knife that had been crudely sharpened on both sides.

“She tried to kill my father with it,” Lord Billy smiled softly.

“Why do you keep it?” Lucas asked.

“To remember her courage,” Lord Billy turned it over in his hand and then slid his glittering blue eyes to the wrist rocket, “Why do you?”

“It is good, I think, to know how to handle human things without breaking them,” Lucas tugged on the straps, holding back his strength so it pulled smoothly, slowly. “Call it dexterity.”

His Lord looked without seeing at the cell in front of them and Lucas knew without him saying so that he was thinking of the man thing, Steve. Whatever Steve’s motives, something about that man softened Lucas’s Lord. Perhaps he reminded Lord Billy of the human thing deep inside himself. Perhaps, even after a hundred years, Lucas would still look at things, at stubborn boys and small knives, and yearn.

“Will you ever stop teaching me things, Little Wolf?” Lord Billy finally said, his face breaking into a fond smile, “You and your sisters. I am old. Let me rest.”

Lucas scoffed, “No, never.”

Lord Billy’s smile was as warm as Lucas had ever seen it, and in it he saw who Lord Billy must have been long ago. There was a boyishness there under the centuries that had never left the Lord. Lucas hoped it never would.

“What the hell are you guys talking about?” Dustin asked, his nose wrinkled into a scowl again. Lucas would like to kiss that scowl away.

“Quiet,” Billy tipped his chin up, “You are most tiresome boy child. I am already not fond of boy children, you test my patience.”

“I’m the same age as him,” Dustin threw a hand towards Lucas, “And I’m not being tiresome. Ever since I’ve got here, you all just speak in riddles and threats, riddles and threats.”

Lord Billy flicked his wrist, sending the small knife flying. It embedded itself deeply in the wood just to the left of Dustin’s outstretched arm. Dustin paled.

“If you do not like riddles, all I have left is threats,” Lord Billy roared. “Tiresome boy.”

Dustin tightened the hands he’d folded around himself protectively, “Lucas is a boy.”

“Lucas,” Lord Billy said with a frigid chill, “Is my boy. I would think you would know this by now.”

A warm feeling swept through Lucas’s chest, like moonlight falling on a peaceful forest.

Dustin just rolled his eyes, “Go on then. With the threats.”

Lucas hastened to his feet and adopted Lord Billy’s bored bearing, “Mother, can we go do literally anything else. The human bores me again.”

Lord Billy’s eyes passed over the both of them, and then he smiled, sly and sharp as a knife, “You and I, Little Wolf. Do we have the same taste in everything?”

Lucas’s lip trembled, but he stood firm, “Mother. I-“

Lord Billy smiled, exposing one gleaming fang, shaking his head, “You and I… it is good that we remember how to touch human things with dexterity. Come, let’s find your sisters.”

[illadvisedselfships]

I have a very general ask to rattle off before I leave the house!! I've been revolving the idea of sending this in my mind for a few days, but I think that last post you reblogged is a sign that I should just do it XD Because it kind of relates to my questions... sorry if it seems disjointed, I'm sort of rushing to get it out of my system ^^

When you imagine anything with your F/Os, is it you you that you're picturing? Or like. An idealized version of yourself? Is anything about her different or is she just straight up *you*? I've had this image in my head for so long of someone who thinks like me, but looks and acts quite different - almost like an OC. I think I'm getting a bit better about this though, I've been working on making my Sim self and it's helping 😅😅

From looking through this blog, it seems like you usually imagine your F/Os with you in the real world? Do you ever imagine yourself in their universe? For me I almost always imagine myself as a character in their universe!

I'm still warming up to the idea of F/Os... but for as a long as I can remember I've had daydream scenarios with soooo many different characters over the years. But I always just considered them maladaptive daydream scenarios 🙈🙈🙈 I LOVE the enthusiasm you have for your F/Os, though!! <3

Marinerainbow or anyone else is welcome to share their thoughts too, but there's no pressure to do so of course :D

💛💕💛💕💛💕 I love this ask, its so interesting! ^^

First of all- @marinerainbow , what are your thoughts here? ^^

As for me: First of all I think with F/O stuff you can - of course, - be whatever the hell you wanna be!! If thats an idealised or just, plain, fictional version of yourself- ball!! ^^ For me I generally just imagine myself. Though, admittedly, a slightly more confident, and open version of myself XD

As for the w o r l d, I usually imagine- it depends on the day XD Here are the various worlds I imagine myself in with them XD I put them under the cut cuz it partly answers the question and its also just me waffling about my various ongoing fantasies 😅

All of them: Some weird in-between world set in London with Cruella. Somehow the other 3 live there too now in this one 😅

All of them: Variant of same in-between world except I live in Maine with Jim because I l o v e the idea of living near a lake or in the bush/woods or something- I swear, if I could live out in the sticks I'd never be anxious ^^ Usually in this one, Otis lives in the basement XD

All of them: Different variant of same in-between world except I just live in Aus this time and am upholding 4 different long distance relationships 🤣 XD

Jim: The Lake Placid universe. Yes, I imagine myself in the universe! ^^ I'm not a character in the story, though, I generally imagine I'm cursed or the multiverse glitched or something and I ended up dropped in the last fictional universe I watched on TV XD So I'm just there, knowing e x a c t l y what happens and when in this story but keeping my mouth sealed s h u t about it (*cough* while shooting my shot with Jim) XD

Jim (Variant): At the moment I'm playing with a variant of this one where a version of me does already exist in the Lake Placid universe when I get there- and she's a... shall we say... adult movie star XD 🤣 Its fun!

Otis: The H1000C universe. Same as the Lake Placid one above. I end up in this universe at Spaulding's petrol station with a friend from the real world (Who either knows the story or doesn't- both can be equally fun cuz I'm either freaking out with them or freaking out for the both of us XD) and get wrapped up in the story with the main victims while trying to get the hell out before Otis sees me cuz n o I don't wanna get m u r d e r e d thank you very much-

Any of them: Switcheroo. They get dumped in t h i s (o u r) universe/timeline. And I have to keep them hidden so no one recognises them as their actor in public.

Any of them: Switcheroo Variant. We both end up in a separate universe and have to work together to get the hell out. Catch? This universe already has a version of them (A different character by the same actor. For example if the focus F/O is Jim it could be the ANOES universe. Or if the focus F/O is Otis, it could be Texas Chainsaw Massacre! XD) and possibly a different version of me as well and we have to avoid meeting/making eye contact with these other versions in order to avoid a fault in the space time continuum or whatever 😅 (And also avoid other problems that might come along with meeting characters like Freddy Krueger or Inkubus or Chop Top Sawyer🙃)

So yes... I do like to use the real me in my F/O fantasies (feels more personal for me ^^) but its not always the real world XD Its not always their fictional world. A lot of the time its just random 😅 Its completely up to you individually what you do with your daydreaming! ^^ It is s o so individual and self indulgent.

I hope this helps you? Or was interesting? 😅😂 I wish you so much luck in your future F/O-ing! XD Its all good fun and it can be comforting too ^^ And I wanna hear all about it if you ever wanna gush! Here are your free gush tickets 🎫🎟🎫🎟🎫🎟🎫🎟🎫🎟 They're infinite and theirs no expiry date! ^^

[cilil]

౨ৎ Prompt: "Whenever I look at you..." ౨ৎ Synopsis: Melkor, Mairon and what they see in each other - a dialogue ౨ৎ Warnings: Some obsessive and possessive behavior ౨ৎ Oneshot (800 words. Yes, every segment is exactly 100 words long and I need you to know because I'm proud XD) ౨ৎ AO3

AN: A bit of a different approach this time, but I hope you enjoy what I've done with the prompt you chose for January. I recommend reading on AO3 because I formatted this in a particular way that doesn't properly display on Tumblr, so apologies for that.

Whenever I look at you, I am reminded of the Secret Fire I sought so long ago. A beautiful, precious flame, one of a kind, so full of potential. 

Your fire tempts me, your light draws me in. I wish to hold it in my hands, all of it, all of you. For you were made to be admirable, and admire you I shall, the only being in creation that I have found to be flawless and complete. 

Come to me, little flame. Let me have you, and I promise you that your fire shall burn unrestrained and never perish. 

Whenever I look at you, I see true power, the mightiest of us all, mastering all arts and elements. I sense my own element within your being, and much more still. 

Your song has spoken to me since the very beginning, and I could resist your voice only for so long. You call to me, you understand me like no one else ever could. 

The very fabric of creation bends to your will, even fate itself. You hold power that I covet, yet in my ambition I also desire to have you, all of you, and to call you mine. 

Whenever I look at you, I know that you were made to be mine. I watch you serve another, and envy consumes me, knowing in my heart that you were stolen from me. 

But fear not, little flame, for I will watch you from the shadows until we may finally see each other, until I have you all to myself. I will chase you, charm you, court you. You may curse me, you may push me away, but we both know the truth in your heart. 

At last, you will be ready to be mine, and I can be patient. 

Whenever I look at you, my spirit trembles with exhilaration. I have been warned to stay away from you, I sense the danger, yet I am unafraid. 

You hunt me, and I run from you, even though I know you will inevitably catch me. It is the thrill of the hunt that I crave – to be pursued to the ends of Arda, to be caught, to feel your hunger. I shan't let you have me easily, but I gladly play this game with you.

I will be your finest prey and proudest catch. Come for me, I await you eagerly. 

Whenever I look at you, I see love I thought could never be, love I thought I could never have. 

Time and time again it would elude me, until I found you. Time and time again I thought my father took it from me forever, until you gave it to me.

My one true passion. Never again may another touch you, hold you, cherish you, love you like I do. No other may have you, or I shall hunt them to the ends of Arda.

My hidden weakness. Yet, somehow, I don't mind. 

My precious. Complete me, make me whole. 

Whenever I look at you, I see darkness I no longer fear.

I was told to stifle my ambition, to forget my desires, to deny my nature. They want me to be teacher and servant to lesser beings. You want me to rule. And I choose your power over their petty laws. I choose you. 

One word from you, and I shall follow you into the darkness, even into the Void if I must. With you by my side, there is no fear. With you by my side, there are no limits.

Whenever I look at you, I see freedom. 

Whenever I look at you, you are the light in my darkness, a silver lining on a bleak and blackened horizon. 

I was told that I am doomed, that I am cursed, that I can only ever destroy and never create. 

And destroy I did, and hurt and maim and kill. 

But never you. Because you are precious to me. 

I promise I will never hurt you. I promise that you are the one thing I will never destroy. 

We will remake and reshape this world together, burn it down first if we must. For you, for me, for us. 

Whenever I look at you, I know that I am devoted to you forever. My one true love, my one true obsession. 

Never before has any lover made me feel like you do, possessed me like you do, held my heart like you do. Their attention was delightful and their admiration flattering, but they were expendable. 

Not you. Never you. 

You are the one I shall pledge myself to. You are the one I wish to belong to. You are the one I will swear to love, come what may; in light and in bliss, in darkness and in despair.

Thanks for reading! ♡

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[mamuzzy]

okay for the wip game, I gotta ask.. what on earth is 13. rwerwerwerwerwerwer? I wish to know more xD

AND I SHALL PROVIDE. @hurryupmerlin since you asked for 13 as well, I tag you here where you can read it too. :))) Now what do we have here... rwerwerwerwerwerwer, what do you mean it's not self-explanatory??? *mamuzzy actually has to look into the file to know wtf is inside*

Oh. OOOOHHHH. It was one of my first attempts to try out my new tablet in summer! I've actually made a post about the early sketch -> HERE Commander Thire, Commander Fox and Commander Thorn are chilling while watching a documentary about Space KitKat (a tiktok video about people reacting what the filling really is, @ithillia showed me once and got inspired). But with job and constant migraines, and feeling that I'm working on one drawing unsuccessfully for over two weeks and I did that rather slowly, I quickly lost interest in it and decided to put away for a while. It's a gamer trick. When a game makes you ragequit, leave it, and when you try again with cooler head later, you will succeed at the first try, you'll see. I'll be honest, I still have trouble with digital canvas sizes because I'm started to actively draw digitally recently and I have no idea what I'm doing. I just can't understand what measurements I need to use, what resolution, so I just go by instinct for the one size I don't see annoying extra pixels when zooming in. And since you can't change canvas size while drawing (or at least I couldn't find the way in Manga Studio) it was a chore to put layers from one file to another and still messing up. You see my problem is that I want a literal wall of text at the upper panel and some reactions to the second. And I just couldn't find the perfect balance. Ragequit. Now I would do differently, not doing details before everything is on the paper exactly how I want it. I want to say I plan to finish it... sometimes... we'll see.

Overall, I love how Thire and Thorn turned out but I'm not entirely satisfied with Fox so if I ever come back to this drawing, he'll definitely need a redraw. HE LOOKS SO SMOL!!!! But I'll definitely keep the socks. They are all comfy like this <3 BTW this is the original sketch about it. :))))

-------------------------- If you want to know more about my other wips, check out the list <3

[stelladoesstuff]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Okokokok. I watched Watching and Dreaming several hours ago at this point, and the hype still hasn’t gone away. So here were are: Welcome to Stella’s ranting about different parts of the Owl House finale to cope with the absolute insanity in my brain.

This is all incoherent rambling.

OWL HOUSE WATCHING AND DREAMING SPOILERS BELOW

1. Raine. Raine Whispers is a fucking badass. They were fighting against being possessed not only by the Collector but by Belos at the same time, and still managed to break through TWICE. The Collector lost control over them the first time, and they managed to push Belos out second. And then. After ALL OF THAT. They get up and chase Belos into the throne room to try and stop him from possessing the Titan. Absolute powerhouse.

2. King’s DAD???!!! Bi-gender icon, over here wearing a bad girl coven t-shirt and pajama pants. And a tiny Hooty sticking out of his eye?? Gosh, I really wish he’d been able to talk to King, but the bread pun message hit hard regardless. He’s been watchinggggg ;-;

3. Eda and King’s reactions to Luz’s ‘death’ were HEARTBREAKING. And the Collector processing the concept of death- that entire sequence hurt. Seriously, I cried twice during that scene alone- once when Luz died, and once when she came back. Eda and King immediately calming down from their rampage upon seeing she was okay I’m not ok-

4. DARIUS AND HUNTER. All of the parent-child reunions were adorable, both Gus and Willow seeing their dad’s again dhdhdh, but Darius and Hunter’s little moment aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. And Eberwolf too! I really wish we could have gotten more, but the show gave us so much with what little time Disney gave

5. The flapjack tattoos. And Hunter being a palismen carver. AND HIS NEW PALISMEN- I heard Dana confimed the new bird’s name was Waffle and I love him so much. ALSO HUNTLOW SIDE-HUG???? I’m going to need fanfics for all of these ships and moments to cope with this finale istg. I’ll probably write a pile of them

6. RAEDA EARRING SWAP. I was already crying watching the end credits, and then I spotted Raine’s earring on Eda and immediately had to rewind. I didn’t even notice Raine wearing Eda’s earrings until I went back- canon or not, I’m interpreting the earring-swap as a boiling isles alternative to wedding rings. Sue me.

7. DALADOR CONFIRMED??? I now need content about Amity and Hunter being step-siblings because that shit is hilarious. And when Amity and Luz eventually get married that would make Hunter her brother-in-law ddhdhdh I’m fine. Also, Alador removing the coven sigils- we love to see it. And the fact that Odalia is nowhere to be seen is perfection

8. LUZ GOT HER QUINCENERA!! Lilith tried XD

9. Lilith and Hooty’s reunion was everything I hoped it to be. Their friendship means so much dhdhd. Lilith aroace icon u.u

Ok, that’s some things out of my system for now. I might be back with rambling round two later because I’m sure there’s a dozen tiny details I’ll notice upon rewatching and looking at other people point things out. Till then, I shall be writing fanfic and drawing fanart :D