#;ask response thread

[10thmusemoon]

Making myself cry thinking about SJ’s disembodied spirit watching the ending scene of SVSSS where SY runs toward Binghe, leaving yqy in the past.

SJ’s eyes widening at the resigned expression YQY is wearing, more vulnerable than it was when he was at death’s door a few days prior. SJ’s head swiveling back to where SY is running past him, words tumbling out of his mouth before he can suppress them.

“Wait! Stop!”

Trying to grasp onto the back of SQQ’s robes, spectral hands phasing through his body. Desperation clawing its way up Shen Jiu’s throat when he turns back to see YQY’s solitary figure.

“Don’t you dare leave him! You can’t—!”

But SQQ can and will happily leave behind YQY for a monster. And Shen Jiu is left grasping at black robes, hands slipping through fabric and flesh, all too aware of how long YQY stared at SQQ’s retreating form until it was just a speck in the sky. Ignorant to the nails trying to dig themselves into any part of him to let YQY know he’s not alone. The fervent whispers of a name long forgotten going unheard. YQY meditates throughout the night, completely unaware of the form curling around him and silently weeping.

[wigglebox]

Destiel Pride - Day 5; Cursed or not

[lace-sutures]

slides in, gives your Raph a kiss on the head, and leaves

he gives a lot of affection but has no idea how to react on the receiving end

[inkskinned]

it is all chaos and entropy. the thing is that the chaos and entropy make it beautiful and lovely.

yes, it's true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is terrifying. i have lived through some of the unfairness - i got born like this, with my body caving into itself, with this ironic love of dance when i sometimes can't stand up for longer than 15 minutes. i am a poet with hands that are slowly shutting down - i can't hold a pen some days. recently i found a dead bird on our front porch. she had no visible injuries. she had just died, the way things die sometimes.

it is also true that nature and the universe are uncaring and unspecific, and that is wonderful. the sheer happenstance that makes rain turn into a rainbow. the impossible coincidence of finding your best friend. i have made so many mistakes and i have let myself down and i have harmed other people by accident. nature moves anyway. on the worst day of my life she delivers me an orange juice sunset, as if she is saying try again tomorrow.

how vast and unknowing the universe! how small we are! isn't that lovely. the universe has given us flowers and harp strings and the shape of clouds. how massive our lives are in comparison to a grasshopper. the world so bright, still undiscovered. even after 30 years of being on this earth, i learned about a new type of animal today: the dhole.

chance echoing in my life like a harmony between two people talking. do you think you and i, living in different worlds but connected through the internet - do you think we've ever seen the same butterfly? they migrate thousands of miles. it's possible, right?

how beautiful the ways we fill the vastness of space. i love that when large amounts of people are applauding in a room, they all start clapping at the same time. i love that the ocean reminds us of our mother's heartbeat. i love that out of all the colors, chlorophyll chose green. i love the coincidences. i love the places where science says i don't know, but it just happens.

"the universe doesn't care about you!" oh, i know. that's okay. i care about the universe. i will put my big stupid heart out into it and watch the universe feast on it. it is not painful. it is strange - the more love you pour into the unfeeling world, the more it feels the world loves you in return. i know it's confirmation bias. i think i'm okay if my proof of kindness is just my own body and my own spirit.

i buried the bird from our porch deep in the woods. that same day, an old friend reaches out to me and says i miss you. wherever you go, no matter how bad it gets - you try to do good.

[melancholicmoonlight]

As Jameson drives along through the night he passes various people walking, along with undead hordes passing through the woods by the road, as he watches them pass, suddenly he notices the car jerk as the two front tires start rapidly losing air.

He slams on the brake and stops the car, sighing to himself.

[dragonmasterhiccup]

The cage was cramped with three angry dragons backed up against each other, hissing at all sides as their flanks were pressed together in a tight circle. No matter what, not a one of them would dare move, no matter who walked by or what sounds that echoed around their bizarre floating wooden prison startled them. The dragons were not the concern.

After all, they had teeth, fangs, and fire...their sister did not. She was nothing more than a walking spindly skeleton covered in exposed flesh swaddled in bundles of shed dragon skin collected from her own family. She didn't have the means to defend herself that her brothers did, though she certainly would try.

The white dragon tinged with the blues of the sea was the most outwardly hostile and antagonistic, hissing and spitting at the slightest movement and sound that neared them, green eyes blazing from the darkness, while his silver and gold brothers each continued to be cautious.

They could survive these small armoured creatures that had the same proficiency to build tools that their sister did. They were mighty dragons, after all. The scourges of the sky and of the daylight. She...their sister was only their dearest little runt.

The trio of brothers would sooner die than allow these trappers to separate them from her. If they dared try, they would lose more than just spears.

However, despite the clear difference in size and threat between herself and her brothers, the scrawny women wrapped in pale skin still growled and hissed as gutturally as her comparatively weak vocal chords could allow. Though, the years had given her the remarkable ability to accurately mimic the communication style of her family and even other dragon species despite her limitations.

But she wouldn't allow her brothers to think she wouldn't fight to protect them as fiercely as they would to protect her. They were her brothers...she wouldn't let these people - Vikings, as she vaguely recalled the word from her very young and foggy childhood - hurt her brothers.

Their mother would never forgive her if she let that happen.

@the-stranger-of-the-hidden-world

(Hi! Been lurking for a little while, hope this is okay as an introduction!)

This was different than their past raids.

Hiccup, from the scout reports, there weren't many dragons on the ship, but the species they held was rare.

Now Hiccup would have worked to free them either way, but he knew the stakes were high with how rare these particular dragons were.

Flying in low, the other dragon riders trailed behind him. His mother and Eret had joined for this particular mission as well.

Hiccup leapt off of Toothless, Astrid doing the same, and they used their flight suits to glide down to the deck, landing without making any noise.

They crept forward, knocking any hunters unconscious that they came across, as the other riders landed with their dragons, Hiccup found himself standing in front of a large cage.

Lifting his mask, his eyes widened in awe at the three dragons before him. But, their stance was rather unusual.

It almost looked like...were they protecting another? Hiccup couldn't tell through the dark.

That wasn't the only thing that shocked him, though. "You... you look like Night Furies, except...brighter..."

He couldn't believe what he was seeing!

But, these dragons needed to be freed first.

As the other riders worked to distract and stop the remaining hunters, Hiccup approached the cage carefully, hand held out towards the dragons.

He spoke softly, in a calm manner. "Hey, hey! It's okay, it's okay...I'm going to break you out, okay? I just need to..."

Approaching the cage lock, he realized it wasn't a pickable lock...but, it didn't appear to be Gronckle iron.

"Toothless! Plasma blast!"

The dragon appeared in the darkness behind Hiccup, blasting the lock, destroying it.

It didn't look like the dragons had any muzzles on, which was good.

Hiccup stepped back, swinging the door open. Seeing how aggressive these dragons were, he wanted to give them space.

"Go on. Hurry, before they can track you!"

[gomzdrawfr]

Please tell me you got at least one lobster!!

I didn’t!! It looks cute but the quality was kinda rough so I just pat it 😂

[pastafossa]

Hiya just wanted to say how much I love The Red Thread (so much so just reading it gave me the confidence to post my own work that had been sitting in my drafts) and that Jane and Matt remind me so much of Odysseus and Penelope from the Odyssey and the Epic Concept Album!

First I am so, so happy TRT could give you that boost, Anon! I had the same struggle before I posted the first chapter, I was so gd nervous (and had been told by more than one person that the idea was terrible), and like you, it sat in the drafts folder for a looooong time. I love love LOVE the idea that that's been paid forward to get more fic out there, and I hope yours goes well! 🥰

Second as someone who fucking loves Epic, THIS IS THE BEST THING TO HEAR EVER especially cause i may have plans to use song quotes from Epic for chapter titles in TRT (S3 Matt is absolutely aiming for 'Ruthlessness is Mercy Upon Ourselves', and I see Monster as his song when he decides he's finally going break his one rule and kill Fisk). One of Matt's greatest desires, like Ody's, is to be with Penelope/Jane, and he'll walk through The Underworld/Hell's Kitchen and cross oceans just to come home to her. He struggles with the same questions of morality and killing and mercy as Odysseus, with whether he's a monster, and all the while half wondering if Jane (like Penelope) will still love him in the end if he crosses his own lines (which of course she would). And like Penelope, Jane will fight for him, and wait for Matt no matter how long it takes, for days and weeks and months and years, decades, just for the chance to hold him again, her noble warrior, her headstrong and stubborn king, her heart.

ANYWAY THIS COMPARISON MAKES ME VERY VERY HAPPY, THANK YOU, I WAS SO FUCKING HAPPY TO READ IT.

[house-of-cyn]

[for cyn]

Elliot Manor was quiet this time of night. The humans were usually asleep, leaving the drones alone, able to do what they wanted as long as they were quiet and got the manor clean by morning.

A purple-haired small worker walked through the halls, holding a tray of dirty glasses to the kitchen, presumably for the drones stationed there to clean. She quietly hummed to herself to fill the silence. On her breast pocket was a nametag, presumably because she was a newer drone and wanted people to know her name; Dusk.

Cyn had heard the rumors of a new drone joining the Manor, but had yet to see them throughout the day as everyone had been hard at work as usual. She was thankful that the others were asleep right now, working much better while knowing the Elliotts weren't going to get mad over a small error.

The small worker was stationed in the kitchen this time, but not to cook or wash dishes thankfully: Cyn was much too clumsy for something like that. As Dusk entered the room, she could see the other sitting on the table as Cyn sorted the clean cutlery by type. Soup spoons, salad forks, steak knives, cheeseball spread knives- It was something simple for her to handle!

[@corrupteddoodles ]

[habitual-creatures]

Fuck fuck fuck…if they won’t stay closed then we’ll just have to put pressure and hope his fucking platelets do their job

How’s it going on your end Scars?

*pausing in doing the stitches and instead putting in an IV in Evan’s arm and giving him blood*

.̶.̵.̶I̸t̷ ̸w̴o̵n̸'̴t̶ ̵l̷e̶t̷ ̵m̷e̴ ̴s̶t̶i̶t̷c̸h̷ ̷i̷t̷.̵

̵I̸ ̷d̷o̵n̴'̷t̷ ̷k̵n̴o̴w̸ ̷w̸h̵a̷t̴'̷s̶ ̷w̸r̷o̶n̵g̸.̵.̴.̸

(( translation

...It won't let me stitch it.

I don't know what's wrong... ))

[hauntingblue]

WATER SEVEN BABYYYYY

Look at robin reacting when luffy says he wont give her up.... 🥺🥺

This is a joke right now but its actually a one piece tenet aldjsisjka

Usopp aksbaksjakqk the foreshadow is foreshadowing... Also Robin being happy with the crew after the Aokiji incident... Fuck!!!!

Sanji thinking robin just vanished or flew away and suddenly usopp is soaring thru the skies... imagine

AAAAARGGGGHHHH YOU CAN SEE THE GEARS TURNING

Zoro talking to merry..... only while he is alone of course

Why are nami and sanji matching ajdhakjsk look at the citrus sisters

Carpenter: maybe it was the government

Gov agent: I don't think so, also don't say that they are everywhere

LUFFY SUPPORTS WOMEN'S WRONGS!!!

Don't scream att chopper like that!!! Look at him... So small....

Imu tease???? (No) (Also I've changed websites again bc the translation is kinda off , I can't find a good quality b&w spanish translation and the colors scare me (i want the real manga experience))

GET HIM ICEBURG!!!!

I truly forgor if this is just a lie about her wanting to find the rio poneglyphs or genuine because she wants to die and will do it for them... because in skypiea she says she is not interested in the weapons so maybe if the gov pardons her but considering what she wants is illegal then idk abdjabjs this is such a dumb thing to forget... like thats important girl where did it go (reading this after remembering and it's kinda funny... i will make any sacrifice to kill myself (and keep you safe)... she goes HARD)

Little paulie and mozu and kiwi.... omg hello (the SBS says the twins wanted to be shipwrights too omg)

Franky's backstory is small but it does so much for me like it is so central to the themes... boats and people...

DID SOMEBODY ORDER MORE TRAGIC BROTHERS?

The fact that franky needs to learn this lesson to pass it on to robin.... do you understand how big this is.... also Tom does exactly as he says and takes responsibility for franky and what he has done... because he has done nothing wrong AND THAT'S HIS SON and he just punched spandam bc he wanta him to feel the pain franky feels... Tom is such a man..... proud of having built eater 7 up with the sea train.... goes out with a boom.... should we all kill ourselves....

I am crying again................... franky my god.... and the fucking frog!!! And of course franky can't stop Tom's hope for his island... of course he can't.... he hasnt learnt the lesson yet but this guy isn't over yet!! He has a life of being a pervert cyborg ahead!!! Iceburg following Tom's footsteps but franky not being able to do that bc of his guilt....

This is one of the coolest things chopper has done btw...

NAMII 😭😭😭

Robin damning the world for her crew when all she has ever done is damn her companions for her own sake.... how big is this...

I can't take this...... it's always nami in these positions... it happens AGAIN in Zou with Sanji... there is no way

The love letter gag is too good like damn that's so funny

AND IT'S NAMI GOING THROUGH IT AGAIN!!!! SHE LOVES ROBIN SO MUCH!!!!

[boombambaby]

[ @umbravirtus liked for a starter from here ! ]

Dishes full to the point of overflowing line the lavishly decorated table in the Royal dining room, each one meticulously placed in an order only known to the chef's who created the meal. In the middle of the table sits a tiered display of plates filled with the many different entrees he requested for the night, and servants fuss over the minute, finishing details as he takes his seat at the head of the table.

Mid-bite, one of the servants alerts him to the fact that he has company, and Kuzco peers around the tiered 'centerpiece' to see Hans standing in the entryway. With his mouth still full, Kuzco can only roll his eyes and make an impatient gesture for him to join him at the table with his free hand.

He takes his time finishing his last mouthful, chewing leisurely as he waits for Hans to take his seat, and only swallowing once the two of them have been sitting there staring at each other for an uncomfortably long moment. "Soooooo, got anything new for me?" Kuzco doesn't wait for an answer before he sucks his teeth, frowning as he feels something stuck and reaches up to rid himself of the stubborn morsel of food. Very proper, Kuzco. Good job.

"Don't just sit there, the llama meat is getting cold. Dig in, cheekbones."

[gemkun]

hi i've noticed how incredibly difficult it is to write threads with people so i think the best approach might be to stick to one thread per person and go from there instead of juggling like 20 asks that are all single instances. if you want to thread with me please give this a like and i will slink over for discussion !

[1punch]

unhinged saitama you'll always be famous

[dhabibi]

@delusionaid asked: " we're here for business — not pleasure. " ( alhaitham )

" yes, i know, i know... but, the last time i checked? there is no rule, or rule book, for that matter, that says i can't have any fun on my trip to fontaine. " kaveh is quick to correct his traveling partner without a moment's hesitation, going as far as to flick his wrist in a way reminiscent to how one shoos away an annoying fly. it's hard enough to deny his naive excitement at just being here in the city of fontaine, and even harder to deny the part of his naive excitement that had to do with alhaitham being here too.

it's a miracle, honestly. an absolute miracle that he even convinced the hermit out of his shell for something that didn't even serve him outside of a new place to spend his time off for the next two weeks. so, it doesn't matter to him if alhaitham's objectively right. for you see, the architect is going to continue indulging himself with his ideal and novelesque ideas of romance in a steam-run city, and all while enjoying the mass grandeur of its architectural beauty... whether alhaitham consents to that idea or not.

" also... this is your first time in fontaine, isn't it? aren't you the least bit excited? " the architect attempts to match the scribe's long strides with his own. they both stick out like a sore thumb, and not because it's clear that they aren't from there, it's mostly because kaveh is talking as loud and as comfortably as he would back home. " not to mention, you have me to show you around, and i know fontaine very well, actually. i have some quiet spots i'm sure you'd like to visit before i go see my mother... "

oh, that's right. they aren't actually here for a vacation, are they? in fact, they're here for something else entirely ╾╾ to visit kaveh's mother. well, that's also not entirely true. kaveh is here to visit his mother... and alhaitham? he has plans to hide in their hotel room like a sick cat ( kaveh's words, not alhaitham's... ) rather than introduce himself to her as the boy kaveh use to send her letter after letter about, and who has now become someone rather meaningful and irreplaceable in the architect's adult life.

" speaking about my mother... " kaveh stops mid sentence, and mid-step, unsure of how to proceed in his next line of words. " are you absolutely certain you don't want to come by and say hello? it would... " the architect bites his lip, feeling that this is the wrong time to ask, and maybe it was, " ...it would mean alot to me, if you did. "

[dragonmasterhiccup]

(UGHH😾, I think your phone thought it was too good or something, EITHER WAY IT WAS PERFECT)

Freya contemplated what he said, wondering whether or not she'd classify this day as...an entirely good one. Sure, they had found his mother, but it was in the most unpleasant way possible; Blaze had to be hurt in order for it all to conspire. "..Yeah..sort of. It just looked like you were...upset at first - which is completely understandable.."

Her eyes remained glued on Hiccup's, using that as a route to her peace as he spoke reassuring and soothing words to her. Usually, if she ever felt even slightly agitated, no one would be allowed near her. But once he held her face with the other palm of his hand, she found that the closeness they maintained actually helped her, bringing up her own hand to weakly place it on top of his to lull herself in the reality that she was okay.

When he said it was temporary, a part of her somehow thought that he would eventually leave, leave the 'temporary' proximity they were both in; that was not what she wanted. "..You'll stay, though..right..?" She breathed, focusing on the warmth that seemed to be reviving her from the inside out.

Freya blinked at the cloth for a short second before sniffling, taking it with a light brush against his hands, partly on purpose. She briefly wiped her face from any residual of tears before her head went to lean on his shoulder, speaking with a faint hoarse voice from...everything. "Why did my mind have to realize what happened now..?"

She could tell that the future Chief knew what she had barely experienced, nodding thankfully at him as her gaze inspected the freckles across his features. "Yeah..." She paused, staring back into his eyes. "It's a very good thing you're here, Hiccup.."

The grunt and expression Toothless wore told her that he was used to it, expectant of it, even. "Mhm. Big and strong, Toothless..!" Freya let out an airy laugh as the Night Fury almost toppled them over, wanting nothing more than to stay in Hiccup's arms as he kept her from falling. When they stayed like that for a moment, she reached the place of comfort so much that she could've fallen asleep right then and there, opening her shut eyes as they both pulled away.

Grateful that they were still close, she felt a small smile begin to form as he clasped his hand around hers, silently enjoying the heat his skin provided. Once he started talking, though, her attention centered on his face. She heard what he was saying, but Freya found herself peering at the specific thing she only did before at the Great Hall: her eyes wandered onto his lips, nodding mindlessly at his words.

"Yeah...get firewood...and stuff.." She mumbled, not registering that they were still close to each other as her head ever so slightly tilted, the action barely happening. Her daze hadn't even left when he offered to be there for her if she ever panicked like that again, only smiling gently with a hum of agreement. "I'll do the same..." Not realizing it, she stared to stare at up at him in another fond manner, the proximity between them suddenly not as close as she'd like it to be.

Freya remained there, not yet being able to move away, all until the nearby ruffling of leaves snapped her out of..whatever she was doing; birds had flown out of some tree branches that stole her attention. She flinched a bit, glancing in the direction where it came from before returning her gaze on Hiccup, who was very close. Stunned, she could only blink, doe-eyed for a moment - unintentionally giving him that look.

Practically flinging herself off him, although she still held his hand, she cleared her throat as a new warmth was now stuck on her ears. "R-right...so, uhm..yeah, firewood..heh, l-let's go..!"

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The walk back was embarrassing for her, not knowing what took over her to get that...near...

'No, stop, don't think about it...it'll only make it worse..'

Two pieces of chipped wood was stuck in her hair, but she didn't yet feel it. As the clearing came to view once again, Freya was grateful that Valka immediately noticed them, waving a greeting to the two with a welcoming grin. "Ah, there you guys are--"

Hiccup's mother paused, glancing between them. "...Is..everything okay..?"

He nodded. "I was, but...now? I...I don't know... I'd like to give her a chance, at least..."

As she placed her hand over his, he was concerned for a moment that he'd crossed a line but she made no move to have him remove his hands from her face.

At her question, his brows furrowed slightly, before he gave a small nod. "Y-yeah. I'm not going anywhere."

Once she took the cloth, he put his arm back around her, giving her as much time as she needed.

Giving a slight shrug, he replied, "It does seem to have bad timing, doesn't it? But...this was the first time you got a chance to process what happened. Before, you were worried about Blaze, and then..." Me, he almost said. "You were so focused on others you...you forgot yourself."

He noticed she was calling him by his name more often than not... and he was glad of the change.

The Night Fury nodded his head regally, warbling his agreement. Hiccup laughed, "Ah, come on, bud! You act like I don't appreciate you enough!" He had to admit, he'd never tire of hearing Freya's laugh.

The dragon grunted, and Hiccup laughed once more, teasing the Night Fury. "What? You don't feel my heartfelt remorse?"

Eventually, they stopped their playful banter, returning to the nature of just being there for Freya.

As he spoke, he noticed she seemed... distracted. What was she staring at? Was there something on his face?

Or, maybe she was just still processing. Best to not ask about it...

At her answer, his expression became concerned for a moment, "Just...stick close, okay?" She... didn't seem like herself just yet.

He gave a nod, grateful that she was there for him as much as he was for her.

Seeing her gaze, he found himself wanting to further close the distance between them, but held back. It's not the right time, he thought, it should be perfect, and today was not. She needs time...

But she was right there, looking at him like that...his gaze fell upon her lips, but it wasn't for long, as he had found himself drawing closer, tilting his own head just a little...

The birds didn't distract him, but it did remind him that night was falling, and they needed to get back to Berk. The sudden sound also brought him back to his earlier resolve, and he backed away, not letting go of her hand.

"Yeah, uh, maybe...this way?"

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As they walked back, arms full of firewood and kindling, Hiccup's ears and face burned with heat.

He knew how he felt about her, but he had to make sure he wasn't imagining things. It almost seemed like...like she wanted him to...to kiss her?

Could it be possible?

He glanced over at her quickly, but she seemed to be back to her normal self at this point. After what she went through today, he shouldn't act on any feelings.

Not yet.

Hearing his mother greet them, he gave an acknowledging nod.

"Hm?" Glancing at Freya, he nodded, "Yeah! We, uh, we got firewood..." Setting it down, he brushed off his hands, "We should be getting Blaze back to Berk though. He needs to rest in a familiar place."