#[what-is-imortality-to-you]

[cherryskeletoncake]

Helo i'm the anon who made the ask about the song love like you!

I'm Leaf or 🌿anon but most call me Leafie, nice to meet you, I really like your blog so If life let's me I'll be more often in your asks :]

Also: Yes please rant about Techza I love them so much and there isn't enough content about them in this planet!

I love how you headcanon almost all the same things that I do :DDD

Most people think that Technoblade is the one with the most bottled up feelings but to be honest I feel like that is Philza. He's always the father of the group and the one you always expect to be the "responsable" one, of course that bird man knows how to hide his emotions and keep them all inside him which sometimes makes unable to actually show them freely.

I feel like an example of that is Technoblade's execution, most people put Philza in fanarts or animatics in a really emotional state. But to me, how Philza actually reacted was more like "Oh... This is actually hapenning... huh?-" like in acceptance, I hc that he was in shock and didn't know how to properly respond to the situation at hand. Also because he's inmortal, he has seen many people die in his life but seeing Technoblade almost die was the second thing after many centuries that made him shed more than a tear afterwards. (First one was when wilbur died)

Omg I didn't realize how long what I wrote was until I stopped typping lmao i'm sorry-

Leafie i adore you already, kiking my feet and giggeling like a school girl here, love to see you in my asks🌸

I’m nodding my head in agreement here. Techno is actually pretty emotionally stable and in touch with himself, but philza is hiding his emotions a lot. Or maybe not hiding, but a lot of people read philza a little wrong if they don’t actually watch his pov. This includes the other caracters as well. (Witch is one of the things that make story told like the dream smp so fun. You get really close to one caracter, but it’s harder to read other caracters becouse you only see them trugh somebodyelses eyes. You don’t get the other caracters ‘’inner monologues’’ from the streamer when you just watch one pov <3 love that)

Love how you used the execution as a exsample becouse it fits really well! If you’ve only watched techno, tubbo or quackity’s pov you wouldn’t know that philza broke out of his ‘house arrest’ to follow the butcher army as they went to find techno. Philza knew they were comming and his ‘act of surprise ’ when they brought techno in is only half true. Philza had hoped techno would have been able to escape (he knows techno like that) and his ‘’I can’t believe they actually cought you’’ is genuine but not quite as dramatic as the animations make out. But there is genuine concern for techno and resentment growing for new l’manberg growing in phil when he sees tubbo and fudy (and quackity and ranboo but they don’t have too much of a ‘conection’ with phil yet) actually go trough with their plans against techno.

But for someone who doesn’t watch phil or techno and might not ‘know’ philza as well during that scene might think of his emotions like dipair and fear for this frend and his own entapment. But someone who watches both techno and philza can see that phil is actually keeping a very leveld and calm attitude, conerned? Yes, techno is his best frend after all and loosing him like this would be horrefying. But not quite in dispair like he was over having killed wilbur. Shock is a good reading of his feelings, but i also found him more frustrated that he can’t do anyting than sad. (Phil was not happy when tubbo shot that arrow at him. Litterly a ‘’philza will remember this’’ type of moment lol)

Techno and Phil both hold their emotions close and uses them to fouel their actions. But techno is better at knowing himself and making himself clear with what he’s saying (if only people actually listen to him) and philza tends to pretend and hide his true feelings, like a mask that might look like what he’s actually feeling, but it’s a little stiff. Philza might also be better at lying than techno, like in a cassual way. (Techno is actually pretty bad at telling lies when confronted, he can make exscuses and avoid the question, but when confronted directly he gest … idk ‘figety’? It’s fun to see)

I’m once again rambeling. There are just so many ways to inerpert them! Philza and his emotions is so funny to see in how he RP’s as a content creator, and i feel like he’s really grown a lot at being more clear when he’s ‘acting as a caracter’ in the qsmp vs the dream smp.

[elisedonut]

fuck i'm actually going to end up enjoying Sevpercy huh

maybe in a picky I like them when they are in my head or when I do it kind of way

or in a time travel way because when it comes to Snape I like his teenage self a lot more than his adult self

[vics-oc-archives]

Ralph Joseph Allen

March 8th 1998

Love interests: Finn-[boyfriend]

Family: Robert-[Brother] Jacqueline-[Sister] Raphael-[Brother] Juliette-[Sister] Oliver-[Brother]

Hobbies/interests: Stage makeup, Bass guitar, Keyboard, Making jewelry, Prop making, Costuming

Special abilities: Shape shifting, Turning humans, Flying, Mind control

[glacioclasm]

starting thinking about wranduin again. my life is in shambles

[mahvaladara]

Apollo: Arlo!

Arlo looked over his presentation and sighed once he saw his brother. He looked at his clock and it was early. Furthermore they were at Darcy’s Den, so what was his brother, Foxbury team’s captain doing at Darcy’s?

Arlo: What do you want? I am busy.

Apollo: What did you do to mister Johnson?!

Arlo: Who?

Apollo: The Statistical Analasys teacher.

Arlo: Who?

Apollo: What did you do?!

Arlo: I don’t even know what you’re talking about! I thought you were here demanding I hand you locations of new dragons! And I haven’t had time.

Apollo: He walked himself in a daze into the canall! He was under a deliriate spell!

Arlo: And of course, it can only be more, because NO OTHER SPELLCASTER would go to college.

Apollo: Quit your bullshit. I know it was you! What happened? Did he give you an F?

Arlo: He’s not even my teacher!

Apollo: Give me your wand!

Arlo: My what?!

Apollo: Your wand, I know you have it!

Arlo: I don’t use a wa-... -Arlo stopped and grinned- Actually. I’d love to see you take it! -holds up a stick-

[laugtherhyena]

No because even tho Mayura and Hina didn't went through the trauma of going to hell and meeting with the darkness devil the event still negatively affected them both.

Hina was upset she wasn't there to be remembered as someone who went to hell and came back alive, tho she also wanted to have been able to help them there.

But Mayura was the one who was affected the most because Bean died and they were close friends and like,, Mayura's never had friends before meeting Hina and Joining the devil hunters, so she had never lost anyone either and it was the worst feeling ever for her :(

She also had no idea how to cope and ended up blaming Denji for what happened, since Beam always saw him as a hero and "he should have protected him since he was his idol" (she also never really cared for denji that much to begin with, since she expected more from the so called "hero of hell"). But she never actually lashed out at him or anything because i don't think they see him again after Hina gets hospitalized

[scpwiki-official]

what do you think about girldraki

[albinoratman2200]

OmG guys! sorry I haven't been updating, my internet had to be paid an I didn't have the money

[sureallavnder]

18+ mdni

Theodore - Theodore Nott

mine part 2 - SMUT ALL THE SMUT

song partially inspired - daddy issued by the nieghbourhood

warnings - oral (f recieving), hand on neck, theo holding your wrists, dom!theo, a little aftercare, slaps on ass/thigh

You were his baby girl and he wouldn't let you forget it, so frail. He loved the control he had over you.

✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦

Dragging you into his dorm room with a force only Theo could possess. He locked the door behind you while spinning you round to hold you against his hips.

Trailing his hands with prominent viens between your perky breasts and down your stomach he gripped at your body randomly as a little reminder.

You were aching for his touch, honestly thinking you've never been this desperate in your life. He knew this and made it very clear he wasn't going to be quick.

Theo loved teasing, he especially loved when you used his full name. 'Theodore' was what he always wanted to be called while he was fucking your brains out or 'treating you' as he called it.

''Now i think its very imortant that i remind you who the fuck you belong to, isn't that right little girl'' he smirked ferociously.

Theo knew exacatly what turned you on, he knew you better than anyone else. Inside and out (literally).

The love of your life suddenly threw you onto his dorm bed. You gripped at the sheets with anticipation, not knowing what he was going to do next.

But you should've guessed...

Theo rushly pulled you to the edge of the bed, putting your legs over his muscular shoulders. Ripping your panties apart with all the determination in the world. He ploughed his face into your dripping pussy, licking and sucking messily. The one way Theo loved to make you cum was eating you out, your juices covering his tongue. Maybe he'd add some fingering if he was feeling generous (which wasn't very often).

''Theo... please'' you begged him to make you cum.

Stopping, with a harsh slap to your upper thigh. ''Excuse you. What do you call me?'' He wasn't going to keep going until you understood he wasn't playing this time.

''Theodore'' you whimpered.

Putting his face back on your cunt ''Better'' he mastered.

Theo let go of your pussy which was in desprate need of his touch. Turning you over and pulling you onto your knees, face down, he pulled your hands behind your back as he knows you move too much.

With his other hand he undid his belt and slowly pulled it out of the loops on his black jeans. Placing it beside you where you could see it 'just in case'.

''Theodore stop teasing'' you had never been this in need of him and his teasing wasn't helping.

''Not a chance baby'' he laughed at your desperation.

Moving onto his jeans which fit perfectly round his body, he embarrassingly struggled to undo the button and zip with just one hand. But he wasn't going to let you know that.

Eventually he manged, pulling his jeans down to his knees. He grabbed his thick shaft and teased your opening with just the tip.

''THEO'' you screamed at him.

A fast and hard slap reaches your ass. ''Do i have to remind you every fucking time?''

''No sorry... Theodore i need you.'' you didn't know how to get him to fuck you faster.

He leant forward and snuck a hand round your neck nibbling your ear lobe.

''Beg me'' he whispered in your ear, slightly moaning.

You started begging in every way you knew how, moaning and squirming (which he put a stop to quickly). He let you beg for a couple minutes before slowly pushing deep inside.

He started pounding slow and steading but speeding up quickly.

His pounding lasting, still grabbing your neck.

With a couple slaps and grabs to your ass with his free hand, it didn't take you long to reach your climax...

Theo could tell you were close and, wanting to cum with you, he decided he would let you cum today.

''Cum with me'' Theo was demading more than anything.

With some moans and a bit more fucking, you came together, moans intertwined. Theo moaning, and spilling out some 'fucks' and 'shits', directly in your ear as he hadn't left your side. Hand still on your neck.

He released his hand from your neck, pushing himself up, and slowly pulled out as you were super sensitive. You collapsed on the bed and Theo snuggled up to your side hand around your chest cupping your face stroking gently.

''You did so good baby'' he smiles as he says this.

You cuddled like this for the rest of the evening before fianlly getting up to change into pyjamas. You stayed in Theo's dorm that night cuddling while he said sweet nothing to you as you fell asleep.

[luceafarul-de-dimineata]

Paradise Lost nobles reacting to being called babygirl

Gamigin: Make sure to take your vitamines.

Mc: Sure thing, babygirl.

Gamigin confused: I'm not a girl. Shouldn't I be your babyboy?

Mc: Nah, babygirl suits you better.

Gamigin is confused, but he's got the spirit. Trys to call you babygirl as well and you almost choke while laughing. Please explain to the autistic dragon what babygirl is, he doesn't get it, but he wants to be included. Once you explain to him the joke behind it, he'll start calling everyone in Paradise Lost babygirl. Uses it so much that it infiltrates Lucifer's vocabulary. You won't be able to go to Paradise Lost again without being called baby girl

Morax: Done! The cavaty has been removed. How are you feeling MC?

Mc: Amazing... Thanks babygirl

Morax: You're welcome!

This man... when I tell you that Morax is the most squishable character in whb. He has no fucking brain, this man is an orange cat, a lobotomy survivor. He gets high on nose sprays every morning. I want to aggressively shake him until he pukes from motion sickness.

Anyways, he wouldn't even notice he's been called babygirl. Even if he goes, he just takes it as a compliment. He is very babygirl if you ask me.

Buer: That would be 200 dollars

Mc: What?! I didn't know Paradise Lost doesn't have universal healthcare.

Buer: We do have universal healthcare, but yoga isn't considered healthcare. So, that's 200 for all of our sessions.

Mc: Can't you make a discount for me, babygirl?

Buer: No.

Calling him nicknames isn't going to get you free yoga classes. There's no nickname you could use that he hasn't heard before from people trying to weasle out of their payment.

Marbas: ...

Mc: ...

Marbas: Don't say it.

Mc: Babygi-

Mc proceeded to get body pressed by Marbas and his metal wheel thing (tf are those called?). This man has been called babygirl by the entirety of Abaddon since he's the doctor assigned to that region. He has had enough. If he hears anyone call him babygirl again, he'll start friendly-firing right through your skull.

Lucifer and MC are cuddling peacefully

Lucifer: Become imortal with me, Mc, and I'll make sure not a single day of yours is touched by sorrow.

Mc: ...damn, babygirl, who gave you the right to be so poetic?

Lucifer just takes it. No reply, no nothing, he just nods. It kind of reminds him that you're human, since only those would laugh at sarcasm like this. It's fine, he loves you even if you aren't imortal. He just wished that you would call something more romantic like "love" or "darling", though he won't say that out loud.

[nikachansstuff]

Imagine five hundred years of longing

Five hundred years of wanting. 182.500 days of needing from afar. Respecting boundaries, never taking action. The small gestures were all rejected.

The endless hesitation. The eternal control and vigilance.

Your hand, those deeply scarred hands, dare to reach her for one second. One impulsive moment, and the rejection was so sharp it burned. Burned you like your brothers did all those years ago.

So you keep yourself in the shadows, only watching the Truth keeper you swear will be your forever love. The one the Cauldron promised.

Five hundred years.

And then, sunshine.

It starts with just a flash of light, similar to when you forget that small glimpse in the curtains and it stings your eyes in the morning.

She asks you about flying. You tell her about how the wind sings.

The days passes, the sun is not always shining bright. But your hands, those deeply scarred hands, are enveloped by soft skin. And you swear you heard as she whispered beautiful. No one has ever called you beautiful before. Not your past lovers, not even Truth keeper.

Your hands burn again, but for a different reason this time.

She grieves and stare at the void. Those were the cloudy days, so you take her to the gardens. She also enjoys the silence, like yourself. But with her presence, the quiet is no longer cold. She is light, and she is warm.

In those tempestuous times of war, the enemy dares take that sunshine away. Suddenly living another five hundred years doesn’t seem as important. You would risk it all in getting her back. Because without this new found hope inhabiting the globe, what is the point?

Still chained, she kissed you in the open, in a display of gratitude. That warm light again; hitting your senses.

She saves the world armed with a part of yourself. And with a smile that lights up everything in the room, she expresses the wish of building new gardens. To give the world life and hope.

Five hundred years of restlessness are not heavy anymore. Because for once, you’re not alone.

She sees you. From your wings, your traumatized hands to your chronic headaches and silent brooding.

She sees you, religiously. And that’s when you first question…

What if the Cauldron was wrong?

Because you’re touching her and it feels right. In the gardens, by the kitchen. Brush of fingers, longing glances.

In your endless imortal time, that primal need is unheard of. Seasons change, and it still pulses there. You had changed houses, but the sleepless nights followed you everywhere.

You’re not supposed to be craving someone promised to another.

So you risk it again. In the longest night, you offer her what you have, she gives you permission to take it. In your hands, those deeply scarred hands. The promise of unrestrained touch nearly brings you to your knees.

But once again, fate fails you.

You’re interrupted. Initially by your brother, but it’s the High Lord speaking. Ordering you to stay away. To go into the shadows again, until you’re nothing, nothing at all.

You miss sunshine. Everyday.

W hat if the Cauldron was wrong?

[dailyadventureprompts]

Tableskills: Making a Game of It

Recently I learned a bit of an unspoken truth that I'd brushed up against in my many years of being a dungeonmaster that I'd never seen put into words before: If you want to liven up whatever's going on in your adventure, figure out a way to engage the players in some kind of game. It's simultaneously the best way to provide a roadblock while making your player's victories feel earned.

This might seem redundant, since you're already playing d&d but give a moment of thought to exactly what portions of d&d are gamified. Once you learn your way around the system, it becomes apparent that D&D really only has three modes of play:

Pure roleplay/storytelling, driven by whatever feels best for the narrative. Which is not technically a game, nor should it (IMO) be gamified.

Tactical combat with a robust rules system, the most gamelike aspect.

A mostly light weight skills based system for overcoming challenges that sits between the two in terms of complexity.

The problem is that there's quite a lot of things that happen in d&d that don't fall neatly into these three systems, the best example being exploration which was supposed to be a "pillar" of gameplay but somehow got lost along the way . This is a glaring omission given how much of the core fantasy of the game (not to mention fantasy in general) is the thrill of discovery, contrasted with the rigours of travelling to/through wondrous locations. How empty is it to have your party play out the fantasy of being on a magical odyssey or delving the unknown when you end up handwaving any actual travel because base d&d doesn't provide a satisfying framework for going from A to B besides skillchecks and random encounters (shameless plug for my own exploration system and the dungeon design framework that goes with it).

The secret sauce that's made d&d and other ttrpgs so enduring is how they fuse the dramatic conventions of storytelling with the dynamics of play. The combat system gives weight and risk to those epic confrontations, and because the players can both get good at combat and are at risk of losing it lets them engage with the moment to moment action far more than pure narration or a single skill roll ever could.

I'm not saying that we need to go as in depth as combat for every gamified narrative beat (the more light weight the better IMO) but having a toolbox full of minigames we can draw upon gives us something to fall back on when we're doing our prep, or when we need to improvise. I've found having this arsenal at hand as imortant as my ability to make memorable NPCs on the fly or rework vital plothooks the party would otherwise miss.

What I'd encourage you as a DM to do is to start building a list of light weight setups/minigames for situations you often find yourself encountering: chase scenes, drinking contests, fair games, anything you think would be useful. Either make them yourself or source them from somewhere on the web, pack your DM binder full of them as needed. While not all players are utterly thrilled by combat, everyone likes having some structured game time thrown in there along with the freeform storytelling and jokes about how that one NPC's name sounds like a sex act.

A quick minigame is likewise a great way to give structure to a session when your party ends up taking a shortcut around your prepared material. Oh they didn't take that monster hunter contract in the sewers and instead want to follow up on rumours about a local caravan? The wagon hands are playing a marble game while their boss negotiates with some local mercahnts, offering to let the party play while they wait. The heroes want to sail out to the island dungeon you don't have prepped yet? Well it looks like the navigator has gone on a bit of a bender, and the party not only need to track them down but also piece together where they left the charts from their drunken remembrances as a form of a logic puzzle.

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[vics-oc-archives]

Finn Ryder Volkridge

August 25th 1999

Love interests: Ralph-[Boyfriend]

Family: Forest-[Brother] Annabeth-[Sister]

Interests/hobbies: Haircare, Juggling, Song writing, Creative writing, Botany

Special abilities: Gymnastics, High endurance, Buildering

[seriesxwriting]

Hello can i ask for Damon Salvatore x Fem!Reader where the reader is in a relationship with Damon and he arranges a romantic evening for her (rose petals scattered in his bedroom, candles, wine or champagne and a bathtub filled with foam) and he does it because he knows that the reader is studying and worked hard for her exams?

This is a great idea!! I feel like now is a good time to write it as I’m currently taking my A level this month ahah. Thank you for the request <3.

Won’t you spend a little time with me

Pairing: Damon x Fem!Reader

Series: The vampire diaries

Summary: Request: Damon won’t leave you alone even though you’re trying to see exams. You don’t believe he understands the stress you’re under but oh how wrong you are.

Warnings: kissing, maybe swearing.

“Yeah well I just have to cover component two section A to E over this weekend” I told Bonnie as we exited the school building through the double doors. “I remember when a weekend meant freedom” she sighed putting on her sunglasses, making me wish I had my own ones as the sun was so bright. “I don’t, it was so long ago”. Bonnie chuckled at my joke shaking her head. “Well, not long left I suppose, we only have three more exams after the weekend and then we’re… donezo Washington” she rubbed her hands together excitedly.

“I suppose that’s a good way to look at it- but we’ve actually got to get through the week and I have to get through the weekend ignoring Damon’s pestering” I rolled my eyes which Bonnie saw. “Is he still not leaving you alone? Don’t he understand not everyone is imortal and some of us need grades” Bonnie put her head to once side as we continued walking round the building towards her car.

“Don’t get me wrong I want to see him, but balancing a boyfriend and exams is just so difficult, he just doesn’t understand that these are my priority just as much as he is” I explained in a low tone but when I looked to Bonnie she’d stopped in her tracks. I frowned confused and she lifted her hand to her sunglasses sliding them down to her nose. “You were saying?” She whispered looking straight. I followed her eye-line looking at what she was gawping at. Damon. There he was, sitting in his car with the roof down, engine on and blasting music from his radio.

Not that he was even listening to it, he was too busy scrolling on his phone. “God, he’s so difficult some times” I sighed watching him, deciding what I was going to say to him. “I suppose you’ll get a lift off him then, don’t need me” Bonnie cracked a smile nudging me. “I’ll see you Monday, I’d hug you but my hands are full with these stupid books” “see you Monday girl” she giggled waving and walking off to her car. I took a deep breath in and strode towards Damon. “What are you doing here?” I stood by his door and raised an eyeshadow.

“Well hi there gorgeous, what’s your name” he joked with a smirk looking me up and down. “What are you talking about gorgeous I’ve had no sleep for a month, I look and feel like a zombie” I replied walking round to my passenger princess side, in a slightly grumpy mood. Damon, like a gentleman, opened the door for me seeing my hands were full. “You’re always gorgeous to me y/n, you don’t have to worry about that” he smiled putting his head on his shoulder. Now that I had a free hand I was able to turn the volume down on the radio so I could talk to him without it sounding like we were in a club.

“What are you doing here Damon?” I asked in a repeated grumpy tone. “What’s it look like? I’m picking you up” he replied shrugging and gesturing to his blue car. “Yes but why? I told you Bonnie was talking me to home” “because you’re not going home I’m taking you to mine” he smiled softly at me, it was so hard to be mad at him because he was so sweet but I was sick of his lack of understanding towards how important these exams were to me. “I also told you I had to revise and couldn’t see you tonight” “I know…” he trailed off in a lower tone which made me think I’d hurt his feelings.

“I made plans for us that’s all” “Damon I have one week left of this revision shit and then I’m all yours, I don’t know why you don’t understand how important these exams are to me, they are my future, I’m stressed as fuck I just need to be revising” I told him straight but his eyesight trailed off and he began awkwardly playing with his fingers on the steering wheel. “…I can take you home if you’d prefer” he answered not looking at me. I sighed knowing now that I’d definitely hurt his feeling and scooted over laying my head on his shoulder and wrapped one arm around his neck.

“No, take me to yours, we can spend a little time together before you take me home- it’s not like I haven’t missed you” “no y/n it’s okay, I’ll take you home” “I don’t want to go home anymore Damon, I want to spend some time with you so take me back to yours” I laughed shaking my head, trying to lighten the mood just a little bit. But Damon wasn’t really interested. I suppose the time I spent with him to night wouldn’t be and nice as I’d hoped due to me being a bit too harsh and taking out my tiredness on him.

“Are you sure?” He breathed turning his head slightly towards me. I kissed his cheek before resuming back to my seat. “Yes, I’m sure” I nodded putting my hands on my lap, sitting back and waiting for him to pull off.

Damon didn’t say a word on the way back home unless I made a conversation. To that he would answer using minimal responses as if he was challenging himself to answer using as few words as possible. I eventually got tired of small talk and just looked out the window thinking about how I could make it up to him. We eventually pulled into his drive and got out the car. “I’m sorry” I blurted out. “I’m not angry at you y/n” Damon sighed walking towards the door and away from the conversation.

“But you are- I know my words weren’t- well worded in the best way but my point was still valid Damon” I told him trailing after him. He stopped at the door with the key hesitating. “If-you wanna go home? I’ll take you home” he shrugged finally looking at me. “No” I rolled my eyes shaking my head. “I just want you to understand the importance of revision for me and understand that we’re both in the wrong- you deliberately ignored my plans just so you could get me here to stick a film on for two hours and possibly get some action half way through it” I folded my arms but as soon as I said that i regretted it.

I saw his face change, his jaw locked but his eyes they stayed the same. I saw the hurt in them. “I’ll drive you home” he told me in a very neutral tone. “No we’re going to go inside and talk about this” I shook my head grabbing the key out of his hand as he walked past me heading back to his car. “I don’t want to argue with you Damon” I sighed unlocking the door “I don’t want to leave things bad between us” “wait y/n!” Damon threw his hands out as I pulled open the door. Peering inside the house I noticed a whole bunch of rose petals on the floor.

They were bright red and began from the door and trailed all the way to the stairs as well as up them. “What’s this?” I blinked after not saying anything for a while. “Nothing let me just take you home”. Hundred’s probably thousands of rose petals were placed carefully on the ground. “D- did you do this?” I whispered turning to look at him now. “…Yeah” he sighed putting his hand behind his head. “For me?” I questioned in a quieter voice. He nodded slightly looking at me subtly.

I didn’t know what to say but I did knew I felt guilty. Very guilty. “C-can I follow them?” I stuttered watching them rustle as the breeze came through the door. “Do what you like y/n” he shrugged standing up straight. I stepped inside the house after watching him for a few seconds. Onto the rose petals I walked and slowly while admiring them I followed the trail towards the stairs. They went up as if it was a huge wave coming towards me but with each step I felt more and more guilt sink in.

They lead me into Damon’s bedroom. Where on the bed there was a huge box of chocolates and a bottle of champagne. The petals then led into the bathroom where there was a huge bubble bath when I went round the corner. Candles everywhere I looked, they lit up the place so the lights didn’t even need turning on. I stood in awe as I heard Damon creeping up the stairs. “Damon” I turned to look at him.

“this is all new to me y/n… being with- a human is new- it takes some getting used to but I wish you knew how hard im trying” he replied before I could even get a word out. “I see that now- I see how blind I was damon, I was being selfish and I was horrible to you and you- you were so sweet” I sniffed as ny eyes started to fill up. I slowly walked to the bed wiping my tears away that had trickled down my face.

“Don’t cry y/n- I probably should have gone about it in a different way- you did tell me you were busy tonight and I did ignore that” he sighed walking over and putting his arm around me. “Don’t do that, you’re not in the wrong I spoke to you awfully and you only ignored it so you could do all these sweet things for me- you wasn’t being selfish like I was” I shook my head crying onto his shoulder now. “I knew you were stressed I just wanted you to have one relaxed night so you don’t overwhelm yourself with work- I know you have a tendency to do that” he giggled squeezing me.

“I’m sorry for what I said, you’re the sweetest person I’ve ever met- no one has ever done anything like this for me before, my heart just melted” I sniffed looking up into his eyes. “You deserve this y/n you’ve been working so hard” he rubbed my arm softly. “But I would never pull you away from somewhere to be selfish and get some- action” he continued in a more stern voice making it clear he didn’t like that comment. “I know I know- it was stupid to say I was pissed it just fell out- I regretted it as soon as I said it I promise” I shook my head sniffing.

“I know you did babe I saw it in your eyes, just wanted to highlight it- So stop crying and let’s open this drink” he smiled leaning in for a quick kiss. I held his face as he drew back smiling and pulled him back in again this time for a little longer. “I love you Damon, so much” I whispered rubbing my thumb across his cheek.

“I love you y/n, always”.

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(Having a boyfriend is cool but it’s hard when you have to juggle exams and a relationship. Having to choose between revising for an exam that could affect your whole future and spending time with the person you see as your future. But just remember it’s temporary, and your partner will want you to do well, they will want the best for you. Exams are the priority and don’t let anyone take that away from you and don’t feel guilty putting yourself first, they should want to see you succeed. So do what you feel’s right.)

[starzzmissthesun]

Hey guys, I feel the need to go into more depth about a post I made a while ago because I feel like some of y'all didn't get what I meant, and I see so many takes just like what I'm about to talk of. Ok, so I've been seeing lots of posts recently about bartylus being one of three things; fwb who don't actually have feelings for each other, being ex's, or 'the third thing'. I mean if you believe these things, no hate or anything to you, to each their own, but just listen to what my perspective is of this. I'm mainly making this post because most of the things I see in the bartylus tag are from the POV of those three things, it's annoying to see when there are people who actually ship them.

So for one, I really don't think they could have that romance and the physical aspect without having any feelings for eachother. I mean, think about it. They are truly best friends to no end, they love and see eachother different than everyone else. This is true in SO MANY fics and takes on them, no matter who they're paired with. They already act like an old married couple, so they would eventually catch feelings (if not already). I understand lots of people say that they could, just because its more of a trauma bond and being with someone you trust. I agree that they have been through a lot together and trust each other more than anyone, but I also think that it would turn into something more. Being so close would definitely make it hard to separate and see the line between their physical relation and how they feel for each other.

And my next point, which was what my og post was about, they couldnt be exes, especially if they were in love. The first thing is that they DO love eachother, you wouldn't date your BEST FRIEND if you weren't. I mean really, those two loved their other friends, they knew what it was like to love a friend platonically. If you are so used to being punished and criticized, you would have to be very aware of how you feel about people/recognizing the differences(this goes for both of them). Especially when you think about the social repercussions of them being gay in families like that, but also the way their families are so opposite that they would probably get in trouble for even being friends. They loved eachother a lot and would not just, get over each other. When you have something so special like that and remain best friends, its hard to fall out of love, especially if its not that long from them stopping that they get with other people. What even would change about them other than who they kiss? I feel like every time they were with their respective partners they would catch each others eyes every once in a while and think this is wrong. The kind of love they would have for each other (even if you believe this platonically) would be made of devotion and loyalty and reverence. They couldn't just get over each other, where would all of those feelings go? They just disapear? They turn platonic? No, they would stay, something so intense wouldnt just go away. What could they want that they couldn't find in each other? I mean back to the whole it being nothing more than the m being secret and because they trusted each other, i mean doesn't that just speak to the love they have for each other, which brings me to the point of them unable to be The Third ThingTM.

The third thing is the trope people use for tragic characters that were never just friends, but never quite romanitc. But the thing is, they both could never be casual about eachother, they hold each other so close and so sweetly, especially as a first (last and only) love, they would never let go. @dolcevitaaa26 made a post about this, and also said a big part of the trope is that the reason it's not quite romantic is because it's not enough, there's something missing. But, like i said, what could be missing/not enough in a relationship that is built upon true understanding and acceptance? They couldn't be vague, not with that person SO IMORTANT that theyd keep in their lives forever. And they would, if they didn't have each other theyd never stop thinking about each other. Even if they were Just Friends, they are each other's Person in every aspect. They understand each other in a way no one else could. How could you lose that person? How could you not hold them so close to your chest that you merge, that you are one? They are inseparable, it is indistinguishable where one begins and the other ends. They are definitely unique and different from what anyone else has, but in a way that would be perfect for eachother, it would be romantic if anything.

I mean all of these things given, especially the fact of being something so perfect for eachother, would be put before anyone else. If youre going to have them have exes within your ship, because at th end of the day ship what you want to, don't have it be with eachother. I just say that because the implications of that feel the same way of people making james date lily after reg dies, reg and barty wouldn't get over eachother. It's fine if you see them as totally platonic, but make them platonic, because they are not casual people, they couldn't be in between for each other. And do you reall want your ship to have one of them still loving another? Just some food for thouhgt. I could say more, but this is already too nonsensical and long.

[starrclown]

Anon reading jttw here!! Here's some stuff ive noticed about wukong in the book(still going to start readin chapter 3)!!

1- contrary to what some people in the lmk fandom would make you belive(at least it shows up in fanfiction a lot to me), wukong is not, actually, a being onyl created by the forces of The Sun. It's said that the stone where his egg comes from was "fed with the same seeds from the Sky/Heaven and the Earth and the extradinary forces of the Sun and moon", and thats how it got pregnant with wukong basically. Subodhi actually calls wukong lucky since "few can say that they have the Sky and Earth themselves as parents"

2- when wukong meets humans for the first time, at the start of his journey seeking imortality, everyone like runs away from him, except this one guy who like, was really fearless or soemrhing. Well. Wukogn like, just took this guy's clothes off and went away. Like damn man;-;

3-wukong seems to be kinda bad at undestandom metaphores(??). He asks subodhi to explain some of them to him and says that "hes not good with enigmas" but imetially figures out a really compliacted enigma sudobhi did WITHOUTH BRING WARNED OR ANYTHING so i guess hes just not good with figurutive language

4-tecnically speaking, the human language wukogn speaks(prob chiense) is his second language. The monkeys of flower fruit mountain have their own language, so yeah, second language wukong speaker:D Wonder whar his Accent would sound like._.

(Im still reading rhe book so i might come back to tell more if i find soemrhig interesting:))

Oooooooooooo baby this is gonna be good.

1. You know your important when your parents is Litteraly the earth and the sky. You really are the main character.

2. 😭 He took his clothes??? I know it’s probably not in the book but I like to believe the clothes were too big cause Wukong is 4foot. Like the sleeves are too long and he has to keep pulling up the pants.

3. He’s like me for real. I’m also not good with figurative language.

4. I wanna believe that he goes back into his monkey language sometimes. Like he’s talking to one of his babies around DBK or Nezha or someone and he goes from Chinese to Monkey and everyone is confused. Fun fact: monkeys make multiple sounds! They chirp, howl, purr, and all sorts of noises! Someone make a fic where Wukong just purrs. I need it.

I’m learning so much and I don’t even gotta read! (Please come back if you find something interesting)