#;;open letter (answered ask)

[prlssprfctn]

I had a thought and since i am absolutely in love with your drabbles ('cause holy shit your takes are incredible), i wanted to share it with you :>

When i was thirteen i had wrote a letter to eighteen year old me and it had both serious and cringy questions i wanted to ask to myself of that time. I started it with "If you're reading this, you're still here!" So, what if, jason had a letter like this to his eighteen year old version?? (Could also be a diary entry but you get the idea) Maybe like a homework from school or maybe he just wanted to do it bc he'd probably be very into writing. But he never got to read it on time, supposedly his eighteenth birthday.

The first time he visits the manor, he scoops through his old books and a paper slips out of it. The letter from thirteen years old jaybin himself, to jason.

And just for a second as he reads it, from the corner of his blurry vision, he thinks he can see that thirteen years old boy staring at him with a huge sadness on his face. Jaybin doesn't want answers for his questions anymore.

I imagine Jason searching for something through his old stuff (maybe, he promised Damian to give his old annotations of the book he studies at school right now), when he finds it. It slips out of his Pale Fire copy, and his first instinct is to throw the random paper away, until the curiosity takes the best of him.

He opens the old paper that got yellowish with a time, and the memory slowly returns by itself - a memory of one of the homeworks their literature teacher asked them to do, a time capsule, in a way; a letter to the future themselves. Jason remembered everyone being excited about it - they wrote it right in class, and promised to their teacher to bring these letters back, on their graduating ceremony. Just to laugh about it. It wasn't serious, when Jason wrote it, but right now, as he gripped in with his trembling fingers, it meant everything.

His eyes are already half-blurry, when he goes through the first line.

"If you are reading this, then you are the luckiest bastard ever, the future me, and it means that we actually made it to the graduation! Which is like, woah... Super-duper, I guess."

Expect, they didn't. Not really, at least.

Jason tries reading the rest of the neatly written paper, but the moment he stumbles on the question asking if Bruce kept his promise and sneaked them to the Pulitzer Prize ceremony that is instantly is followed by the question about his relationship with Dick, he loses it.

He presses the letter to his chest, and weeps.

In his mind - or maybe it is the ghost of a kid everyone was crazy about, finally hunting him down as well - he imagines his younger-self staring at him, lost. Confused, and then finally, accepting. Jason cannot offer him answers. And they both know why.

And deep inside? Deep inside, they always knew it was going to happen.

[gavv-hannah]

i am So Well about your kuon/hoeru stuff thank u for the food . do u have any........ headcanons or additions to their relationship , im curious to hear . we are such a small group of freaks (positive)

ahaha sorry when you said a small group I just imagined a group gathering at tea time talking about favorite brocon fics/HCs/happenings with one another. Does such commune of freaks exist in the toku fandom T_T)? If so let me iiiiiiiin *rattling cage bars*

Anyway,

Thank you thank youuu anon for enjoying my food!! This is my first sentai rodeo so im always worried about not drawing/depicting/characterizing/whatever-ing them so you and anyone else enjoying my gozyu stuff means a lot to meeeee T_T

Now i say that but um.. So all of these are exaggerated well enough to cater to my gozyu brocon needs LMAO so if its OOC..... i bow deeply to say sowwy

(thoughts, words, stuff below read more)

+ they're codependent. Back then, and even now (but Hoeru's growing out of it. Kuon isn't) idk what their home life is like to make them be like that tho so uhm *insert bullshit reason*

+ they have a skewed sense of what's normal/appropriate between brothers. Probably weren't reprimanded/corrected as kids so they just kept doing it. What's sweet as kids is kinda weird now as adults~ idk something like having no sense of personal space or boundaries.

I like this one cz i can just imagine hoeru sharing smth he did with kuon to the gozyu team and everyone's just in shock with their kind of brotherly love mmcmfmd

Very delusional scenario but if they still got along after reuniting as adults, they'd probably take baths together ❤️ Though hoeru's starting to mature so he'd probably say smth like how this is smth they shouldn't be doing but kuon coerces him to stay in the bath longer with him anyway~

Sorry really vague and no concrete examples (can't think of one for brothers-to-brothers, only for sisters-to-sisters mfmfmd) but you get my point right 🥹?

+ Kuon's feelings, worries, and thoughts abt his brother were warped to be super intense after the No One World abduction

examples:

- that thing where older siblings feel a little sad when they notice how much their younger sib is growing and starting to want to be independent -> warping to -> Kuon not wanting Hoeru to leave him AT ALL

- that familial love for your sibling -> sick kind of love and obsession for hoeru. ("Hoeru's my love, my hope, my puppet" uhm! Ok!! Whatever you say Mr. Freaky!)

- Younger siblings being your responsibility. You're their teacher, their second parent, their most available guide (eldest child in an Asian household things ❤️) -> Hoeru grew up to have beliefs that dont align with Kuon's. Kuon thinks he is misguided and wrong. He's the only one that can set him right.

+ As kids, Kuon's praises and sweet touches would be like liquid gold to hoeru. Even if they have a weird relationship now, I'm pretty sure if Kuon praised him, Hoeru would feel like putty inside. It's hard to break off from old wants 🫶

+ not an HC but do you know the whole thing the mom and daughter in EEAAO had? The daughter in the "Alpha universe" was pushed to the limit to be excellent that she became a nihilist and wants to destroy the universe. She seeks out for her mom in this one universe who is awful at everything because she has the greatest potential (the whole "you suck so much that you have nowhere to go but up" thing) and is the only one capable of foiling her universe-ending plans.

The womanfailure mom = Hoeru

The powerful nihilist daughter = Kuon

Do you see the vision? Mfmfmfmfmdmd

~~~

This got long sorry!!! I hope you got what you asked from me Anon Q_Q it's probably unoriginal lbr pretty sure some other 5head fan already said these things about the tono brothers in like, a more comprehensible way ahahzhshzhs but still thank you for reading up to this point u_u lemme know what you think! If you got some HCs share em!

[lexa-griffins]

How are family dinners in light au? Do clexa and their kids sit around a giant table? Do clexa cook while the kids set the table? Or is it hectic and disorganized

Lexa's only experience with family dinners was scarce. She recalls dinner at the dining hall of the tower, her and the other small nightbloods in the middle of warriors and tower workers. Loud, busy, seemingly never enough food for growing children and ravenous warriors.

Now she finds her own family dinners are not too different from it. And she is quite fond of it.

Lexa and Clarke had given up dinner at the dining hall when Elaina was only a babe. Between trying to eat their own food, dealing with a baby that did not care for the noise, and trying to feed her as she fed herself, Lexa was the one who stipulated dinner was to be had in their room, where she could breastfeed without worries and eat her meal in peace with her wife.

At some point, a big take meant for 6 sits in Lexa and Clarke's bedroom where once a wardrobe Lexa never used lived. And soon enough two chairs and a high chair gave way for three chairs and two high chairs, just as quickly as three became five.

The meals are still cooked downstairs. Although Lexa longs for to cook with Clarke and the children, that is reserved for the now monthly weekends spent at the cabin deep in the woods, where for two glorious days Lexa feels like her and Clarke are a normal couple as many others, and their children are just three more youths running around free without any of their mothers' titles looming over them. Still, Lexa will have to mush the potatoes and carrots to feed them to Luka and she is the one who assembles Odrick's plate because the thought of foods touching makes her little boy refuse to eat, all while Clarke cuts pieces of the pork in Elaina's plate, because Although she could do it herself Clarke is not quite ready to let her grow past this age yet.

It can be messy. It can be loud. Sometimes with tantrums, sometimes with conversation, other times with laughter. As the children grow instead of the maids making the table, they will be the ones who set it up, a task that Lexa finds redundant as she never had to do it but that Clarke insisted was important to learn, perhaps a fond memory from her own family dinners that Clarke cannot yet recall without the misty eyes of a fatherless child.

One day Lexa and Clarke will visit their children in their own house, their titles passed on to the next generation. They will set up the table for them and take the food Lexa helped the cook prepare and that Clarke caught in what are now pretty successful hunting trips for her. Lexa and Clarke will help feed their grandchildren, their children and their spouses loudly talking and laughing, seemingly never enough food for growing children and hard working adults.

[letters-from-dekarios]

(Delivered to Gale's teaching desk by an embarrassed student, who apologizes many times but explains that his baby sister has developed a bit of a fascination with her older brother's magical training and Gale in particular. He does not explain how or why she has learned enough about Gale to develop such a obsession but the blush on his face speaks a thousand words.

The letter is rife with spelling errors and is written in clumsy block letters)

Deer Profeser Decareos,

My name is Ruby and I am 5 yeers old.

I want to bee a wizzerd like yoo and like my big bruther Finn. He is big enuff to be in yur class. He says I am too small.

But Mama says I am a big girl and I think I am big enuff to be in yur class too.

I made lots of pretty lites at my birthday party so I know I can do it.

Can I come to school with Finn and be in yur class and learn magic too?

Love, Ruby.

Dearest Ruby,

I think you’d make a fine wizard one day! You have a very ready spirit. I’m sure Blackstaff would be very happy to have you. Your brother Finn is one of the best in my class, I’m positive you’d follow right along in his footsteps.

Why, if you’ve already made dancing lights then the rest will come even easier to you! I have full faith you’d excel in my class almost immediately.

If your mother is alright with it, and Finn as well, I would be more than happy for you to join our class. All ages are welcome here at Blackstaff, with a bit of convincing. I’m sure the head of the academy wouldn’t mind.

Do inform me ahead of time when you are to join us, so I can have a special lecture planned just for you.

From the desk of,

𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔

[there is an attached secondary note directed only to Finn, it reads as follows;

Finn,

Your sister’s letter was all the more adorable. However, it does lead a man to wonder where she gained such a fascination with the class. I’m sure you’ve shared plenty a story with your family given the nature of my lectures, but, alas, I question even the grass beneath my boots at times.

If she is to join us, please sit towards the front of the class and notify me ahead of time so I can tailor the topics of the day to her young mind.

Thank you.]

text reads: gale dekarios

[hazswordus]

✉

(flr)

"Dear Mr. Flower Flouride,

You’re weird. Very weird.

In a good way, though! Don’t worry! :)

Sometimes, when you take care of me, I remember Eve. But, she didn’t make me spaghetti, or give me B.B bullets… or talk to me about life and stuff. I wonder if she would’ve if she had had the chance to. You’re my second big brother— Sorta.

You kind of act like my dad. Not "my dad" but… MY dad. Which is weird, cause’ he wasn’t very nice. Not like you.

You’re weird. Everyone else is easier to understand, I’ve got sisters, big brothers, uncles— The Boss should be my dad… but he’s Isha’s dad… I dunno’ if he wants me to be his kid, and I see Isha and him spending time together, hanging out and Ekko feeding her— and, I guess, what I’m asking is,

Can you be my dad?

[Some words are crossed out in pen and there are crinkles where Beau tried to restart but continued anyways. The letter now sits, with no intention of being rewritten or sent, in one of his books— Just as it has been for years now.]

[bedheadnoodle]

Leona, quick! It’s pride month! Do you or anyone you know celebrate? How?

Leona’s Inbox Letters

While I don’t necessarily celebrate, I do however think those who judge others just because of who they like are just an idiotic bunch who’re insecure and incapable of expressing themselves without being a coward and being afraid they’ll be judged, anyhow.

I don’t care what gender or sexuality of the person I like is. Plus, I sure as hell couldn’t give a damn about what my sexuality is either. I like who I like and that’s final. Anyone who wants to criticize me for that will have to deal with me firsthand anyways.

The only people I really know who celebrate is that herbivore, Cater, was it? Eh, whatever. Plus a few of the Savanaclaw beastmen. Besides them, that’s all I really know. No doubt others celebrate though. Pretty sure the old man, Lilia, celebrates anyhow. But that’s just my guess for now.

[mochaccino-river]

HEAVY TF2 TUMMY ‼️‼️‼️

yessir!! o7

[undead-vamp]

Your header is very pekný

ty ! ! ! it's billie joe from green day :D

[chill-bunn-sage]

"How do you feel about Hingan Geomancy?"

“Oh! I’ve no solid feelings about it, to be honest,” Krysanthe looked thoughtful while fussing with her sleeves, “I did have a mind to learn geomancy when I lived in the Far East, but between my kenjutsu lessons and other former duties, I never got around to it sadly.”

There was a glimmer in her eyes and a smile on her face though.

“Hmm… maybe one day though.”

[altschmerzes]

Anything your generous heart wants to talk about🌹🌹🌹🌹

a clip from chapter nine, the next chapter of wriggle up on dry land as i make some good progress on it tonight-

It feels like an unfinished conversation, but there isn’t any more to add to it, either. Left with nothing else to do but leave Jamie behind in the park and walk home, Sam feels a strange mix of things: unsettled and happy at the same time. Proud and pleased with how things went. Troubled in a way he doesn’t quite understand. Halfway through the journey back to his flat, he makes a decision and gets out his mobile phone. The call is answered crisply at the second ring, a familiar baritone voice bringing an immediate calm to the stirred waves inside of his chest. “Salam alaykum! How is my boy?” “Wa’alaykum as-salam,” Sam replies, just as the sun breaks over the crest of the buildings and casts a brilliant light across the sidewalk. The well-worn, muscle memory response tastes like honey when he says it and it makes him smile alongside a soft pang of heartache. “Good morning, daddy.”

[the-travelling-witch]

so this is the last time i'm making a post like this bc honestly i don't want to encourage (what i assume to be one person) sending multiple asks, when i've expressed on multiple occasions that im much more comfortable with packing all of it into one ask

i know that sounds so rude of me and if it had been a one time thing i wouldn't have said anything but apparently it's affecting me to a point where i'd rather close anon asks + i feel like if i already express my boundaries i’d also like them to be met, i think that's fair considering it's my blog

i read through the post i made last year when a similar thing happened and i closed anon asks and honestly a lot of it is still applicable rn, so i'll reblog it after this as a reminder (though it can always be found in my rules)

anyway into the last anon asks i got before closing them

[re: this ask]

yes, i said what i said, heizou (in this au) has always had them, as i’ve said here and on his aesthetic page

well i can see why people would call it purple (bc of ei, inazuma, electro etc) but i think in that regard it’s even more important that it’s a different shade; but yeah, it probably looked more purple(ish) during his fatui days since his outfit had more purples and reds in it (i know the ask wasn’t that serious but i love reading into stuff okay ㅠㅠ)

[re: this au]

first of all, i hope your eye is okay!!

i really like the au and want to keep writing for it bit by bit as inspo gets to me; also i personally like hades a lot, the aesthetic and vibe are totally up my alley + i like the roguelite gameplay a lot, so it depends a lot on if you like that kind of stuff (if you do, i think it’s a good choice)

[re: this post]

yeah i studied it for like 7 years!!

[re: this post]

well i wouldn’t necessarily tag the yandere label on (all of) them, i don’t think it fits in this case; but yeah if the love interests wouldn’t want to make you look into the games they would not be doing their jobs lol ㅠㅠ

on that note, i’ve wanted to pick up piofiore again recently but haven’t gotten around to it yet (it’s a console game, so ikemen games are more accessible and also technically free to play, piofiore isn’t)

i honestly don’t know when season 2 started bc i wasn’t really fixating on bllk for a while, but you can clearly tell that they’re straining their animators, so i’d personally say reading the manga is the better choice atm (also bc my favourite menace is currently still manga only jshsh)

but, once again, i’m dragging people into fandoms with me, the marketing expert strikes again :]

[lexa-griffins]

Those asks you answer for your fics and wips mean the world to the 3 of us who like and reblog your post 💕

Thank you 🥹🥹🥹🥹

You know, not having been here a lot lately means I'm always a little scared that whenever i write something again, people will either not notice or be over it so to speak so it means a lot to know even a small number of you is still over there enjoying my ideas and my snippets 🥰🥰

[letters-from-dekarios]

(it is something of a miracle this letter is legible at all. It's clearly torn from a notebook, and written in a blocky, slow hand, like the author was unused to holding a pen. Many of the letters are capitalized at random, seemingly because they were easier to draw. It also smells strangely of fish and old lake water)

gALE

HI

HAlsIn Is gooD

HElp mE WrITE HI

mIss You AnD TArA

I ATE A sEA Bug ToDAY IT WrIgglED

loVE You mIss You

HUSH

(there is a post script below in a much neater hand)

Dear Gale,

Hush wanted to write a letter to you for their writing practice today. I'm sorry for the smell, they tried to also send you one of the crawfish they caught in the lake.

Hope you're doing well, would love to have you visit.

Halsin.

(Hush is a 15 yr old feral half-elf, barely. A druid that was raised by wolves, spending months and even years at a time in wild shape permanently warped their body into something... Other. They had very little contact with other humanoids before being taken by illithids. They learned to speak common from Gale and the others. Despite their grotesque appearance, Hush is extremely cheerful, with a personality somewhat like an overeager hunting dog. Hush loves Tara very much, but Tara does not necessarily love Hush back. At least when in the same room.)

Dearest Hush,

And Halsin, too.

I am glad to hear you are both doing well! Hush, your days sound all the more exciting each time you write to me. While I’m stuck grading papers, you’re off capturing the wildest of sea creatures. I do hope the sea bug was tasty enough for you!

I appreciate the sentiment and the attempt to allow me to share in the joyfulness with you. I can assure you, Hush, however, that you need not be disappointed you cannot send crawfish to me. I will be visiting soon and you can share it in person.

I love and miss you, too, Hush. We will meet again soon, I can promise you such.

Thank you, Halsin, for all your help. I hope you are doing well, too. I’m sure the likes of Hush have been tiring on your old soul, but you always had a knack for managing the youngsters.

From the desk of,

𝑮𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒔

text reads: gale dekarios

[adreaminmyheart]

Anonymous said: Aww, Danny boy's got a little crush~

"I do not."

Lying to himself, as usual. After things with Sawyer hadn't worked out, admittedly, he was a bit afraid of the idea of a relationship. But he also couldn't deny an attraction. He'd never admit it. He wasn't going to be the one to make the first move. Too fearful of getting hurt again.

"...We're just friends. Nothing less and... nothing more."

[sharper-than-a-serpents-tooth]

you are certainly trying to kill me with such an accurate medrunesh and claudiana comparison.... I have jumped into the deep depths of shipping and medrunesh must as abusive as medlleu or medwin or goelleu, etc etc. I don't think medraut could have been sane enough to love turunesh because she was normal. I don't know how to describe their dynamic in my head, but it's basically you are my angela. because the entire manga reminded me of medrunesh!

bestie, I'm begging you to open my eyes to toxic medrunesh! I need to see what you see, so we can go insane together.

[bedheadnoodle]

Do you prefer your usual outfit or the tamashina-Mina outfit?

Leona's Inbox Letters

Hmph. You always know how to ask such meaningless questions, don’t ya herbivore?

I wear whatever I find lyin’ around and what’s comfortable enough for me to lie down in. Although the Tamashina-Mina fit is a pain in the ass to get into, it’s..comfortable enough I suppose, to wear when I’m walking ‘round the Savannah. Wish Falena wasn’t on my tail all the time about wearing it whenever I visit. Sigh.