#((in her own way; due to her job and her gender; she tends to get overlooked and underappreciated))

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

"Who, me? Moi?" Doreen asked faux-innocently, pressing a hand to her chest as she dropped her jaw in mock surprise, as though she were shocked, absolutely shocked that Philippe would accuse her of such a thing, before flashing them a playful grin. "What would ever give you that idea?"

"Oh, no reason," Susannah smiled, to which Doreen giggled (oh, her friends knew her so well!), but while she continued to elaborate on her scheming to Philippe, Susannah herself found herself staring out the window, lost in thought. The wheels in her mind were already beginning to turn, her heart was beginning to race, and a little smile was dancing on her lips all the while.

How wonderful it all sounded...to return to Gracey Manor for one of Doreen's lavish, wonderful parties, and in the company of her dear friends, no less! It'd be wonderful to see Edward and Belle again, to see the mansion again, all under the cover of a mask...for once, she wouldn't have to be Susannah Pace, lowly seamstress, but could instead be a beautiful, anonymous maiden...

And that maiden would need a dress.

Trembling wore three different dresses to church, Susannah would only need one...she made a note to herself to go back to her mother's book of fables, and look to those very dresses for inspiration. This would be her magnum opus thus far, her most impressive piece of work to date: A gown fit for a fairy tale maiden.

And if she could dance with her prince in such a gown, oh...her heart ached at the thought, and she wondered to herself if, between now and when the ball actually happened, if she and Philippe would be like Edward and Doreen, secretly courting under the noses of everyone. She dared dream they would be...

[staylovesmiley]

Going Dumb~ Chapter 5

ᯓᡣ𐭩Pairing; Kim Seungmin x Fem!reader

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩Summary; It had been over a decade since you had last seen each other, having met in choir when Seungmin was living with his grandparents in LA and you with your Aunt. Now that you are both presented adults, how will he handle a change to the reality of you he had made in his mind in your absence over the years?

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 Notes; This is an ABO!AU. in this world when someone reaches puberty they will present with one of three sub genders; alpha, beta, or omega. Due to Alphas and Omegas experiencing rut and heat, some jobs are restrictive as to what sub genders they will hire, specifically singling out omegas as heat suppressants are harder to obtain than rut suppressants. Scent glands are located near the pressure points on the neck and small hormonal patches called scent blockers can be placed over them to reduce or rid an individual of their scent for a period of time depending on the strength of the hormones in the patch.

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩Warnings; abo!au, beta!kim seungmin, almost all alpha!straykids, female!reader, poly!pack dynamics, angst, mild violence, mentions of sexual harassment/assault and discrimination, smut, enemies to lovers, Kim seungmin is kind of an ass I’m so sorry dandy boy, she/her pronouns used for reader, jealous seungmin, I have only ever wrote one abo story before but it is one of my favorite genres so I hope I can do this justice~

ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩ᯓᡣ𐭩 ᯓᡣ𐭩 specific chapter TW; sexual harassment in the work place, heavily implied SA but nothing too graphic, sexism in a way but it’s revolving their sub genders- if this is something that will make you uncomfortable skip from the first pink text to the last

You walked the inkigayo halls, arms hugging yourself tightly as you were lead by a staff member to the stray kids green room at one of the many music shows they performed during comebacks.

Having been invited to come support them at their last performance, you didn’t want to miss it despite feeling completely out of place as you followed the staff past multiple different idols and their own staff members tending to different matters or filming dance challenges together in locations you had only ever seen on the small screen of your phone via social media.

Once at the green room, the staff knocked before pushing the door open and motioning for you to go in first. At the sight of you, the members perked up where they were getting ready. Minho made his way to you, batting off the stylist who began glaring at him for stopping her in the middle of touching up his makeup. “Bunny! You made it here okay, yeah? Wasn’t too confusing?” The alpha questioned, pulling you into his arms which you accepted happily. “Mhm the staff was very nice helping me find the way here, thank you for sending them to get me.” You giggled, nuzzling into his embrace though both of you wore scent blockers so neither were able to properly scent each other.

From his place on the edge of the couch, Seungmin put his phone down and walked over to greet you. “Hyung if you don’t let the stylist noona finish she’s gonna scold you….again.” With that, the alpha’s eyes widened and he quickly made his way back over to where the stylist was waiting to finish applying the final touches to her work.

Seungmin chuckled at the older male before turning to you with a shy, awkward smile. “I’m glad you could make it, Bunny.” You returned the smile, nodding to him as you gave him a brief hug. “I’m happy you guys invited me.”

The others watched fondly, happy to see the two of you getting along. It had been a little over a week since the two of you had your talk and made up and the other members were thrilled to hear that all was well.

“Wait a minute, so you really had a badass bodyguard and you thought she was just being annoying?!” Changbin had asked with wide eyes when Seungmin had relayed the truth of what you had told him. “Yeah I guess so….I didn’t realize people were trying to bully me- Bunny really was looking out for me…”

Minho shook his head at him, arms crossed over his chest as he had leaned against the wall of the living room. “If you didn’t have such a huge stick up your ass then you could have had this cleared up a lot sooner.” Seungmin sighed, looking down at his lap. “I know, hyung….I’m really sorry to you all too for how I was acting- I really don’t get why I was being so stubborn..” with a pout on his face he looked to his pack members for forgiveness, which they granted easily. Minho even came over and pulled the younger into a tight embrace.

“We can’t be mad at you forever, puppy. What matters is you’ve realized you were in the wrong and you are working to make it right now.” The Alpha gave him a squeeze before sending him a sharp look. “Besides, if you start acting up again you’ll wish the only punishment you receive is a slap to the face and a scolding.” The beta nodded frantically, eyes wide as he knew not to challenge the older’s threats.

In the week leading up to this finale music show performance you had been added to a group chat with all of the members who kept tabs on you during your stay at the hotel to make sure all was well. You had bonded with them, shared a few late meals during their free time while promoting.

Since they were so busy with their schedules and you with your own job you didn’t get to see them as often as they would have liked, as often as they would if you were still living at the dorm, but nonetheless you had all gotten close.

Seungmin pulled away, nodding back to you. There was still a slightly awkward air around the two of you as guilt still clung to the beta over his behavior towards you, and you were unsure where exactly you stood in terms of friendship with him after your reality of your youth from his per was shattered by the knowledge of how he had seen you all these years.

Once Minho had finished getting his makeup done he made his way over to the couch in the middle of the room and patted the spot next to him. Despite how rocky your friendship with Seungmin was, you’d say you had gotten to be pretty close with the second oldest.

His kindness to you in the first days of your arrival had stuck with you and he seemed to bring this sense of calm over you when you needed it most. Through talks with Jisung you learned he did the same for him, that it was just something about the Alpha that gave off a calming presence that helped the younger with his anxiety a lot especially during their trainee and pre-debut days.

You made your way over but before you could sit on the couch beside him, Minho pulled you down into his lap causing a pink blush to flood your cheeks and if it weren’t for the scent blockers you currently had on the entire building would be aware of your flustered state no doubt.

The alpha gave you an innocent smile, bunny teeth on display causing you to flush deeper and hide your face behind your hands. “Awe bunny’s shy, boys.” He teased, poking at your sides. “Cut it out, Min- I didn’t know you were gonna pull me on you like that.” You groaned, batting his hands away and laughing lightly at his prodding.

Jisung came to sit in the seat you were originally planning to take and quickly pulled you away from the dancer with his strong arms. “Leave her alone, hyung. Look how red you’ve made her.” He laughed, fanning at your face with his free hand while the other rested at your waist. The attention only served to feed your flustered state and cause you to bury your face in the crook of the young alpha’s neck. “Han not you too-“

Everyone erupted in laughter at the two teasing you, finding it unbelievably adorable how easily it was to rile you up. From across the room, Seungmin watched you carefully with a slight flush of his own. He felt his chest tighten slightly as he watched the way you interacted with his pack. At this point, Hyunjin had joined in the teasing and was currently trying to coax you into lifting your head from the rapper’s neck and come sit with him instead for a cuddle, whining that you were showing favoritism for the pair on the couch.

You raised your head only enough to look over at Seungmin with pleading eyes, the relentless attention from the pack causing your face to remain a light shade of pink and you let out a slight whimper of distress at the embarrassment that the others didn’t seem to catch over the laughter and teasing of the trio surrounding you. “Okay that’s enough- give her some space.”

The beta came to your rescue, carefully helping you out of Han’s lap and into a single seat beside the couch. “Thank you-“ you said softly, nodding to him. Seungmin nodded back, rubbing your back gently before moving back to his spot in the stylist’s chair.

The rest of the time in the green room was spent chatting with Felix about a new banana bread recipe he wanted you to try whenever they got a break long enough for him to bake it for you, helping Jeongin with a caption he wanted in english for a new Instagram post, and watching at they goofed off for the cameras filming behind the scenes content for their YouTube.

Before you knew it they were being called to stage, each of the boys giving you a smile or a wave as they lined up to head out the door. Minho sent you a wink, causing Seungmin to huff a bit under his breath before going and patting the top of your head where you still sat in the chair he had helped you to earlier. “You’ll watch on the screen from here, yeah? I’d send you out to the crowd but it can get a little crazy and I don’t want anyone giving you a hard time.” He explained, an apologetic expression on his face. “Of course, it’s okay I don’t mind. I’m just glad I could be here to support you!” You said with a bright smile, leaning up to give him a kiss to the cheek before you could overthink whether the gesture was appropriate with your current standing with one another.

The action caused the others to squeal or tease as the beta flushed a deep shade of pink and left with a nod to you, hurrying to the stage with the other members. His mind was moving a mile a minute, his heart threatening to beat out of his chest as a hand came to gently touch where you had kissed it the second one of the members looked over to see he pretended to be rubbing it off with a false look of disgust on his features.

You sat back in your chair and tried to relax while the staff around you busied themselves preparing for when the pack returned from the stage. You felt like there was something you should be doing to help but also weren’t sure if you would get in the way or not.

Suddenly one of the staff was turning the volume up on the tv as everyone settled down to watch the performance.

The stage lights shown a bright red, casting a hue over the members clad in all black military style outfits for the stage. Once the music began, you felt yourself sit up a bit straighter as your attention locked onto the performance on the screen.

They were incredible. You had seen their performances online plenty of times while keeping up with Seungmin from afar. Even though it was still through a screen, something about knowing they were just outside the green rooms and down the corridor performing seemed to make you beam with pride for them.

You felt entranced, watching them glide across the stage, unable to decide who to focus on as they danced with such passion you felt as if they were shaking the ground even back in the room you were hidden away in to watch them.

As the last part of the music played, you felt your cheeks grow a bit hot as Seungmin took center stage. His gaze was intense and you felt your cheeks heating up slightly as if he were staring into your soul through the screen. Suddenly the camera shifted to Chan for his falsetto and you felt a smile come to your face to match the one he wore, and then it was Minho in center as he belted out the final lines of the song.

There was a slight growl laced in his voice, the rasp of it causing butterflies to erupt in your chest and a hand to cover your face instinctively as if here were there beside you still teasing you like he had been earlier.

As the stage ended your hands slid back into your lap, and you watched as the camera showed a very smiley Chan making cute gestures before switching to Felix who did the same as the older alpha, causing you to giggle at their actions.

Suddenly the room was back into action as staff moved to finish everything for the members return. Just as you were standing to offer your help the door burst open and the loud sounds of the pack could be heard entering through it. Your head whipped around to face them and you swore you probably looked like a deer caught in headlights.

Some of the members were already sans parts of their costumes, having taken off jackets and other smaller accessories and handed them off to a stylist who had followed them to the stage. You watched as sweat slowly dripped down Hyunjin’s neck and bit your lower lip, willing yourself to look away just as Felix came into view with Jisung in tow. “So? What did you think? I know it wasn’t the best view most likely but we are still glad you could come!” Felix cheered, his voice more high pitched than usual to match his energy as he bounced lightly on the heels of his feet in front of you.

With a softly laugh, amused by the alpha, you shook your head at him. “It was fine, really- you guys did so well I felt like I was right at the edge of the stage cheering you on.” You said with honesty as you replayed the performance in your mind. Felix beamed, along with Jisung, and the two quickly pulled you over to the couch to sit between them while the others began getting out of their performance clothes and into things comfortable.

Felix laid his head on your shoulder, causing the beta across the room to growl lightly startling the three of you on the couch. Chan swatted at the back of his head when he growled at the alphas on either side of you. “Stop being like that, pup.” The three of your couldn’t help but giggle as the second youngest got scolded, watching as he pouted and made his way to the room to change out of his stage clothes.

As he passed by, he heard a low voice saying “If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were an alpha how you’re trying to stake some kind of claim on her.” It was Hyunjin, teasing from where he came out of the restroom and walked by on his way into the main part of the green room.

This statement made the younger blush, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. “I just think it’s a bit much for you guys to be all over her like that when you barely know her is all….”

Back on the couch, Jisung bid a temporary farewell as he left to get changed. The space he once occupied was quickly replaced as Hyunjin stole the seat and soon you were deep in conversation with the two alphas about how work had been for you lately.

“Honestly it’s been pretty nice so far. Most of my students are easy, diligent, and extremely bright. I think I lucked out there-“ you said with a sigh, thinking of some of the horror stories you had heard from other teachers. “Any more issues with your coworkers?” Minho spoke up from behind you as he made his way over and leaned over you from the back of the couch to make eye contact.

You hesitated, the alpha watching you intently with a quirked brow and a look that told you that you better be honest with him or he’d find out the truth anyways. “Yeah, a little…but it’s nothing too serious really just some looks-“ the alpha glared, his look pointed and digging for more from you. “A-And maybe a comment or two?”

Minho blinked slowly before letting out a soft sigh. “Bunny I told you that you need to go to your boss if they continued to give you trouble…you promised” you frowned, gaze falling to your lap as you felt ashamed you hadn’t kept your promise. “I know and I’m sorry- I just don’t feel like it’s worth making a big deal of you know? It’s nothing I can’t handle….people are going to be ignorant.”

To your right, Felix placed a hand on your knee to get your attention. Once you looked up to meet his eyes he gave a warm smile and nodded towards where Minho still stood looming behind you. “Hyung has a point….it’s better to be safe than sorry. You could always just bring it up casually with your boss the next time you see them? Just bring it to their attention so there is record of it…”

Nodding, you bit your tongue as you neglected to tell them that your boss had been present for multiple incidents where an alpha coworker made a comment about your subgender or even your body. All she had done was chuckled or even agreed with their comments. You had also felt her eyes lingering on you from time to time as you left a room she was in or walked past her in the hall. It made it feel impossible to broach the topic with her and feel like anything would be done, and you couldn’t risk losing this job already.

The topic was forgotten once all the members were changed and all the staff had packed up the room. A manager soon came in to round them up and bring them out to the cars. “Are you coming back with us?” Chan asked, walking up to where you were standing with Seungmin and Changbin by the entrance and making sure you had everything you had brought with you. “I don’t know…am I allowed?” You questioned back, looking up slightly at the pack alpha as the smell of the ocean washed over you. He wasn’t wearing any blockers and it had you wondering if that was because of his rank or something else as you swore he wasn’t wearing them earlier either.

Chan nodded, a bright smile on his lips as he nudged you lightly. “Always. We’ve missed having you at the dorm, you know…we can order some food once we get there and have a night in to celebrate the end of our music show promotions.” You nodded, returning his smile before following them out into the hall. “Ride with me?” Seungmin leaned down and whispered in your ear. Your eyes widened slightly, still not used to the beta being polite with you after everything when you had first arrived. “Yeah um if you want me to?” He nodded, giving you a shy smile just before the doors opened leading to where the cars were parked at the side of the building.

Once outside you felt a bit taken aback by the cameras flashing and the people shouting things to the kids, trying desperately to get their attention. From time to time you would hear or see one of them respond or give a heart and a smile to the crowd as they made their way into one of the two cars waiting for them. As you tried to put distance between you and the boys, attempting to blend in with the staff as to not cause them any trouble should the fans or press get the wrong idea, Seungmin frowned and took hold of your arm to pull you closer to his side.

Your eyes widened, head snapping to look up at him with a questioning look as if to silently ask of this was okay. The last thing you wanted to do was get him in trouble with the company after he was so hellbent on you causing issues for him when you had first arrived. All he did was smile at you in return, his hand slipping down from where it held your arm to intertwine his fingers with your own and give a gentle squeeze. “Minnie?” You asked, just loud enough for him to hear.

The beta only shrugged before raising his other hand to wave to stays who were suddenly erupting with questions as to who was at his side, holding hands with their beloved idol. Your face began to heat up at all of the attention, but you tried to shake it off as you were ushered into the suv and into a seat in the back with Seungmin and Felix.

As Minho and Jeongin entered the car their manager hopped in the passenger seat and soon they were on their way back to the dorm. “What the fuck was that all about, pup?” Minho questioned, looking over his shoulder to the back seat where Seungmin sat beside you. “What do you mean? I was just making sure bunny got to the car safely.” He said with a another shrug of his shoulders like he had earlier when you had questioned him. “Yeah while also making a scene out of it. Stay are gonna be going crazy online about this, you know…”

Wincing, you placed your head in your hands but Seungmin seemed proud of himself. “And? I’m not aloud to have friends outside the seven of you?” Minho scoffed, rolling his eyes. “They won’t take it that way and you know it. Besides- our bunny isn’t in the idol world. Did you stop to think what that could do to her personal life?” That caused Seungmin’s expression to falter and his face to fall. “No- I didn’t…”

You sighed, shaking your head before laying your head on Felix shoulder to the other side of you and causing Seungmin to feel a slight pang in his chest. “I’ll be okay…I just hope you don’t get any backlash from that.” Minho calling you theirs hadn’t slipped by you, and it caused your heart to flutter and a blush to creep up your neck to your cheeks and the tips of your ears but you didn’t feel it was anything worth dwelling on and just more of the older alpha’s lighthearted teasing.

“I’ll be fine. Sure I keep some things private but you are a part of our lives now, so everyone can just get used to it.” You nodded at Seungmin’s words, though you felt there was deeper meaning behind his actions that he himself may not even be fully aware of. He was so smart yet could be so oblivious about himself you were learning.

Back at the dorm, the time you had to spend with the pack was unfortunately cut short as you had work early the next morning. Just as you were about to call a car service for a ride back to your hotel, Minho stepped up and began slipping on his shoes and grabbed a set of keys from a bowl in the entry way table. “Don’t bother, I’ll drive you.” He said, leaving no room for arguments. “Um, okay? As long as you’re sure.” He nodded and soon you were following him to the garage and sliding into the passenger seat of his car.

The drive was mostly quiet, the car radio playing softly and creating a comfortable atmosphere as you were surrounded by the smell of warm caramel. “I’m sorry about the puppy earlier…” he said suddenly, clearing his throat.

You looked over at him slightly puzzled. “What, the hand holding thing? Seungmin didn’t mean anything bad by it-“ you responded softly, shrugging your shoulders as you relaxed back into your seat. “He may not have meant anything bad but…you didn’t asked to be put in the spotlight like that and you had no time to prepare.” He said with a sigh.

As the reality sunk in, you realized what he was trying to say. “Oh….I don’t think I thought of it really- I’m not on social media much anyways so I doubt they’d be able to find me?” He shook his head, pulling into the parking garage of the hotel. “You’d be surprised…just- stay off any socials for a bit until we can figure out something to say? I don’t want you to see anything bad some of our uh- fans might say. If you can call people like that fans…”

You giggled a bit at the disgusted face he made, unbuckling your seatbelt before leaning over the center console to give the alpha a hug. “I’ll be okay, Min. Text me when you get back?” He nodded, returning the hug before letting go and watching you enter the building. Once he was sure you were inside safely, Minho drove off and back to the dorms while smiling at how your scent lingered in his car since you had taken off your blockers while at the dorm at his and the others insistence.

The next day at work started as normal as it had been since you had began teaching there. You had almost completely forgotten about the incident while leaving inkigayo where Seungmin had unintentionally placed an invisible target on your back.

By lunch a few students had come up to you, none from your class fortunately, to ask you if that was you they had seen pictures of with Stray Kids. You weren’t sure if you we’re allowed to say, since Minho had implied they were going to make some sort of statement, so you simply shook your head and told them to go back to their class.

Later, while walking to a supply closet down the hall to get something you needed for a lesson the next day, you felt as someone quite a bit taller than you approached from behind. As you started to turn to see who it was and what they may need since they were walking so close to you you felt your body being slammed against the wall to your left. You winced, a hand flying to hold where your head had hit the hard surface with a decent amount of force fearing you may have a slight concussion from the impact. As you looked to see who it was who had pushed you, your eyes widened as you were face to face with one of the main coworkers who had been giving you trouble recently.

-stop here and pick up again at the next pink text to skip TW listed at the beginning of the chapter-

Kim Hanseo was one of the alphas they warn you about when you present as an omega, the ones who are stuck in the times where rank meant more than just your biology and alphas were allowed to practically do whatever they wanted without consequence as they were seen to be above everyone else.

From the moment he found out that they had hired an omega foreigner to teach at the school, he felt he had some sort of power over you because of his subgender. He would constantly make his advances on you known even though you dismissed them every time.

Because of the blockers you wore he couldn’t smell any alpha’s scent on you but he had assumed that you belonged to one since you were so adamantly rejecting him and what available omega in their right might would turn down an alpha’s advances he thought.

Of course, this didn’t stop the comments or hungry eyes watching your every move. Maybe you’d see what a better alpha he was than whoever you returned home to at the end of the day and come crawling begging for him to take you as his.

That’s why when he saw you plastered all over social media hand in hand with a lowly beta he felt a rage boil inside of him. You had been denying him because of someone of a lesser rank? How dare you do that to him, to place someone below him at your side when you should belong to him.

When he saw you exiting your classroom that afternoon he couldn’t stop himself before he was trailing after to confront you.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, omega?!” The man growled as his face was mere inches from your own. “All over that filthy beta when you should be mine.”

You looked at him with anger starting to flood your expression. “What are you even talking about? look I’ve tried to be polite but I don’t know how many times I have to tell you I’m not interested for you to understa-“ before you could finish your words his mouth was pressed to yours in a sloppy miscalculated kiss.

Everything felt wrong as the alpha pressed his full body up against your own, effectively pinning you to the wall. Immediately you began to push him away with both palms flat against his chest. “Get the fuck away from me!” You shouted, hoping the sound of your voice so loud and in distress would alert others in the building to come to your aid.

Hanseo only chuckled darkly and began kissing and sucking at your neck causing you to hit at his shoulders and chest as hard as you could until his hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them to the wall by your head. “Stop fighting what you know you want. It’s in your nature to submit to me, omega. Give. In.” He growled into your ear, grinding up against your pinned body and letting out a low moan.

You began thrashing around, trying to get away as you saw another coworker coming down the hall and started shouting for them to help. The coworker in question was another alpha, Choi Juwon, and you hoped that with his help you’d be able to get away from Hanseo and be able to lock yourself in your classroom until you could get in touch with the principal or superintendent to make them aware of the situation.

However you were sorely mistaken, and instead of helping the other alpha simply smirked at the two of you as he approached. “What do we have here, hyung?” Juwon asked the man on top of you, tilting his head in a mockingly cute way and causing your stomach to turn at the disgusting smile he wore. “This omega here thinks she doesn’t belong to me. She’s been hanging around some beta just cause he’s famous and thinks he’s better than us.”

The younger of the two alphas scoffed. “Is that so?” He asked, eyes locked with yours as you pleaded with him still to help you. “Gonna show her that only a real alpha can ever make her feel good. Help me get her to the bathroom.” Juwon nodded and despite your kicking and screaming they were able to grab hold of your arms and legs and start carrying you towards the closest restroom on that floor just a few feet down the hallway you had been stopped in.

“Please stop! Put me down! Get away from me!!” You started to cry, still attempting to kick and scratch at them while screaming so loud your voice was starting to give out. Your cries seemed to fall on deaf ears as no one came, and as soon as the bathroom door closed behind the three of you your fate was unfortunately sealed.

-TW over though the rest of this chapter contains the aftermath and so a mild TW is still in place, proceed with caution though I will be vague about what happened and will only be calling it “the attack”-

As your attackers left the restroom, door slamming closed behind them, you crawled from your spot slumped on the floor against the wall and reached up to lock it.

You were alone, shivering and unable to speak above a whisper due to your constant screaming for help over the course of the attack. You found your phone when it had fallen out of the pocket of your skirt and with shaky hands called the first contact you could think of.

As you sat listening to the line ring a few times you avoided looking at yourself in the mirror, wincing as you pulled your legs to your chest in search of some form of comfort. As soon as you heard his voice, you felt tears sting at the corners of your eyes. “Bunny? Is everything okay? Shouldn’t you be in class-“

Seungmin was currently heading to the convenience store with Jeongin before vocal lessons, wanting to get something small to eat knowing that things usually ran late with their vocal coach and it would be a while before they could eat dinner. You struggled to speak, throat incredibly sore and unable to say what exactly had happened to you. “M-Minnie please….I need you to come get me.” His hand fell from where it was about to open the door to the 7/11 and he turned to look at Jeongin with eyes full of worry. The sound of your voice so small and the tears he could hear were threatening to spill set him on edge as he took hold of the maknae’s hand and turned to start walking back to the company to get to a car.

“Bunny what happened? Are you okay? Are you safe?” His voice gave away his panic, unable to mask how worried he was while frantically searching the parking garage for either his or Jeongin’s cars. “M’safe for now but please hurry….I’m- I don’t think I can stand on my own right now.” You didn’t mean to scare him but your words only caused him to panic more as he grabbed the keys from his pocket and threw them to Jeongin, mouthing for him to drive to the school where you worked.

You listened on the line as you heard the sound of the car starting up, Jeongin asking what was wrong and for a second you thought of asking for the beta to come alone but decided against it for fear that one of your attackers would see him and if he were alone do something to hurt him as well. “Stay on the phone until I get there, okay? I’ll be there soon.”

The entire ride Seungmin felt as if he was going to burst into flames from how fast his mind was going with the worry and anxiety flooding over him. He’s sure if he wasn’t wearing scent blockers others would feel nauseous at the scent of him. Jeongin stayed silent, not sure what was going on but he had a feeling whatever it is he needed to keep a level head for both your sake and Seungmin’s.

Once they had arrived, Seungmin barely waited for the car to slow down before he was opening the door and making a mad dash for the entrance. “Hyung wait- fuck-“ Jeongin quickly put the car in park, praying in his head that he wouldn’t be towed as he took off after the other.

The singers made their way through the halls while you gave directions to Seungmin as best as you could with your voice straining to speak at a level loud enough to be heard over the sounds of their foot steps running through the halls to get to you.

Soon you heard banging both on the door to the restroom you were in as well as over the phone and so you moved out of the way of the door with a wince and reached up to unlock it. “Come in-“ you said as loudly as you could, hoping they could hear. It must have been loud enough or they heard the click of the lock because soon the door was pushed open and you didn’t think you’d ever been so happy to see anyone before.

“Minnie-“ you whispered as tears started to roll down your cheeks. The beta was on his knees in front of you before he could even process what he was doing, the smell of bitter orange and two scents unfamiliar to him but undoubtedly alpha made his stomach wretch but instead of pulling away he took your hands into his and began looking you over.

Parts of your top were torn and exposed parts of your bra underneath, the rest of your clothes crumpled and he swore there were stains that looked like blood on your skirt. Bruises littered your body and he felt his blood boil at the thought that someone had done all of this to you.

Jeongin stood by the door, watching from a distance as Seungmin pulled you close to rest his forehead against yours. A low growl rumbling from his chest at the smells in the room and it took everything within him not to track down whoever’s scent that was and rip their throats out himself.

You sniffled, looking up into Seungmin’s eyes as he rested your foreheads against each other and gave a gentle squeeze to your hands. “Who did this to you?” His voice dropped with venom though his demeanor came off as gentle and comforting to you, nose nudging yours softly as he waited for you to respond. All you did was shake your head and whisper shakily. “Please take me home…I don’t want to be here anymore.”

The beta raised his head and gave Jeongin a look, nodding towards you before turning back to meet you questioning stare. “Innie is gonna carry you down to the car, is that okay?” After looking up at where the young alpha stood now beside Seungmin, you gave him a weak smile before nodding in agreement. “Okay-“

Seungmin moved out of the way to make room for the youngest, standing up and looking around the room while rubbing his palms again his thighs anxiously as he thought of the next course of action. Jeongin was careful to scoop you up and into his arms bridal style, holding you close for a moment before standing and adjusting his hold to be more secure. “Hyung, take my blocker off and put it on Bunny.” He said, baring his neck to the other singer who was quick to do as asked.

“What? Why?” You spoke softly, looking up at the youngest with still tearful eyes that made his heart pinch painfully in his chest. “So no one can smell you while we make it to the car, Bun.” He said as he pushed out more of his scent purposefully to help mask whatever scent lingered on your clothes. “Just until we are safely outside, yeah?” He knew based on the bruises covering the skin near your scent glands that wearing the adhesive blocking patch would not be the most comfortable but he felt it was necessary to protect you and it seemed Seungmin agreed.

The two made their way out to the car with you still held in the youngest’s arms as quickly and as quietly as possible, stopping only briefly in your fortunately empty classroom so seungmin could gather your things and then before you knew it you were being tucked into the backseat with Jeongin still holding onto you while Seungmin took the keys back from him and peeled out of the parking lot as fast as he could without fear of being pulled over.

You felt exhausted, eyes threatening to close as your rested your head against the maknae’s chest. “Hey, we are almost there okay? Seungmin is bringing you back to the dorm and we will get you taken care of…they hyungs will know what to do.” You wanted to argue that you would be okay now that you were away from the school but instead you only nodded and let yourself drift off for the remainder of the drive.

Once they had gotten back to the dorms Seungmin held the door for Jeongin as he carried you inside. “Where the hell have you two been? We got a call from your vocal coach saying you never showed up and we have all been blowing up your phones for-“ Minho started, storming up to the two youngest members ready to chew their heads off before he registered you in the alpha’s arms and in a state he never thought he’d see anyone in let alone the omega he had come to be so fond of.

He didn’t know what to say or what question to ask first but before he could say anything Seungmin gave him a look that said they would talk later. “Can I please take a shower?” You whispered to Jeongin, looking up at him with pleading eyes. Seungmin shook his head over the alphas shoulder, setting your things down and moving to take you from the younger. “Bunny if you take a shower now then we can’t go to the police. You’ll wash away any evidence against them.”

You nuzzled closer to the beta as he held you against his chest, letting out a small yelp in pain as Jeongin carefully pulled off the blockers he had placed on you earlier. “Please Minnie I just want to feel clean again….please-“ At your words and the tears he saw threatening to spill over once more he reluctantly agreed and carried you over to the bathroom. Even if he felt you shouldn’t, your comfort was all that mattered in that moment.

He sat you down on the closed toilet seat while he turned on the shower to as hot as his hand could withstand per your instructions, moving to leave the room once he was finished but your hand shot out to grab his wrist. “C-Could you stay….please?” Seungmin looked down at you, now that the adrenaline had work off he felt the awkwardness from before creeping back. “I don’t know, Bunny-“ Your grip on his wrist tightened and he could see the desperation and fear behind your eyes. With a sigh, Seungmin gave into you once again and moved to sit cross legged on the floor with his back resting against the door.

The beta averted his eyes while you took off your disheveled clothes and carefully stood to enter the shower. The hot water stung your skin but the thought of water anything less than scalding at this moment was completely unacceptable to you. As you stood letting the water wash over you Seungmin closed his eyes and rested his head back against the cool wood of the bathroom door while steam began to fog up the room around him.

After a while of standing under the spray of water you furiously you began scrubbing at your skin, your scent spiking and causing the beta to shoot up and rush to throw open the shower door. He was met with the sight of you rubbing a wash cloth against your arms, neck and torso until the skin turned a fiery red and looked painful to touch. Tears were spilling from your eyes and as your gaze met his you choked on a sob. “I-I can still smell them-“ Was all you said and without a second thought, Seungmin peeled the blockers off of his scent gland and stripped down to his boxers. Stepping into the shower beside you, the singer hissed as the scalding spray hit his skin but beyond that he didn’t pay the heat any mind and instead pulled you against his bare chest so your skin would be flush together.

As his mind caught up with him, he worried that maybe this was going too far given recent events and how intimate of a gesture this was but once he felt your body practically melt against him he knew this was the right call, as if something deep within him had known what you needed. “It’s gonna be okay, you’re safe. I’ve got you now….” He spoke in a soft, almost hushed tone as he held your body against his own. The warm smell of a freshwater stream with floral undertones surrounded you and brought a sense of calm and peace to your mind.

Outside the bathroom, the smell of fresh laundry and orange juice filled the dorm and caused the other inhabitants to look towards where you and their beta were locked away with questioning eyes but no one uttered a word about it as Jeongin spoke in a hushed tone to update the pack on what had happened as far as he knew.

Chan looked to Minho, whose face was blank but he knew that behind the dead stare he wore his right hand was thinking something that would likely end with him incarcerated. “Min, you know where Bunny has been staying right?” The second oldest nodded, looking up at the pack alpha with his blank stare remaining. “Go and get her things….and check her out of there. She might protest a bit but she is staying here until further notice.” Minho nodded and made his way to the door to slip on his shoes and grab his keys.

Next, the leader turned towards Jisung and nodded his head towards the retreating alpha. “Hannie, go with him to make sure he doesn’t go and do something stupid.” The rapper nodded in understanding and hurried to follow after the second oldest so he wouldn’t be left behind.

Back in the bathroom, Seungmin worked carefully to wash your hair and body without causing anymore harm. His touches were gentle, cautious, and laced with care as he made sure to leave his scent behind as he got rid of the stench that covered you before.

Once he was sure the only scent remaining was yours and his own, the beta nodded to himself and turned off the water. He stepped out to grab a towel from the shelf and wrapped it around you carefully before doing the same to himself and pulling off his now soak boxers in the process. You thanked him the entire time, every move he made to wash you, to wrap you in the towel, and now to lead you down the hall and into his room, you kept whispering small thank you’s that he didn’t acknowledge as he felt them unnecessary.

Seungmin sat you on the bed before turning to rummage through his drawers. After a while he turned and handed you a pair of boxers, a tshirt, and some sweatpants before he grabbed some of his own and made his way to leave the room. “I’m gonna go change in Felix’s room next door, you can change in here and rest if you want.” Just as he was about to leave, you whispered another thank you and he felt a frown fall on his face.

“Stop that.” He huffed, moving to face you again. “Stop thanking me for stuff I don’t deserve to be thanked for.” It was your turn to frown up at the beta as you held his clothes to your chest. “But you do deserve to be thanked. You could have came and got me just to drop me back at the hotel, or the hospital, or you could have ignored my call and not come at all- but you didn’t.”

Seungmin blinked, about to argue when you cut him off before he could. “Instead you came and you got me, you brought me to your home, you bathed me and now you’re giving me your clothes to wear and telling me to sleep in your room when we both know there is a perfectly fine unoccupied room down the hall. So yes, I’m going to thank you.” Once you were finished, the beta could help but smile slightly. Seeing that the fire inside you hadn’t been put out, that you could still argue with him and still had the strong will he was used to let him know that you would in fact be okay.

“You’re welcome.” Was all he said, giving you a small bow before backing out of the room and going next door to do as he said and change in Felix room.

author’s note: I hope everyone is okay after this chapter- I tried to tone it down as much as possible but I am kinda numb to the topic (cptsd be like heh) please feedback is appreciated and I hope you enjoyed the chapter despite the darker tones….

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[violet-snail-girl]

So I've had some Thoughts lately as I've been rereading Oathbringer about a post I saw at some point just after finishing reading the Stormlight Archive for the first time and starting to get into the fandom. The basic premise of the post was that both Elhokar and Jasnah would have both led better lives if they were trans and effectively switched roles.

I disagree with that in regards to Jasnah. Her problems are mostly from the strict gender roles put on her by Alethi culture and vorinism, not from just being a woman. Also, as an elsecaller her oaths are supposed to revolve around meeting her potential and becoming better, and she's shown to be at at least the fourth ideal in RoW. If she were trans I'd expect that to have come up at some point. Maybe I'm missing something because I'm transfem not transmasc but I don't see that for Jasnah.

Elhokar on the other hand, I get the argument. There's not a lot of textual evidence, but more than for Jasnah. Like Jasnah, the strict gender roles of their culture seems to cause Elhokar distress, but he's way worse at making his own place despite them than Jasnah is. Elhokar was made king after his father's death due to being the only male heir, but as is shown throughout the series he's not good at being a king. Like at all. Jasnah does a much better job ruling Alethkar and that's during the apocalypse! Anyway, being a bad king doesn't mean he's trans, but it does help illustrate that the place he's put in life doesn't fit him.

The strongest evidence for Elhokar being trans is that he's attracted the attention of cryptics and if he wasn't killed he would have become a lightweaver. Lightweavers tend to be people who have deeply hidden truths about themselves that they refuse to admit even to themselves (assuming Shallan isn't a complete outlier). As someone who is trans, it's pretty easy to imagine that being a powerful truth someone would be reluctant to admit to.

Additionally, in Oathbringer when the team is infiltrating Kohlinar, Shallan suggests disguising Elhokar as a woman. Kaladin and Shallan both expect him to resist that idea, but he goes along with it eagerly and never seems uncomfortable with the experience or role while wearing that disguise. It seems like a similar thing to a lot of trans women dressing up as women for Halloween before realizing who they are/coming out because it gives them plausible deniability. I know I for one would have been delighted to have the opportunity to have an illusion that changes both my appearance and voice to be more feminine (I'm slowly working on that without the illusion, but anyways).

The last thing that's less directly evidence of being trans, but still contributes to the argument imo is that Elhokar seems to be kinda depressed most of the time. It'd be pretty easy to read the cut saddle strap situation in TWoK as a potential suicide attempt that could be explained away as trying to find assassins. In WoR after Dalinar sets off into the shattered plains Elhokar immediately starts drinking and goes to Kaladin to talk about how bad he is a being a king. On the night of the assassination attempt he's extremely drunk and moping in his rooms. In early Oathbringer he tries to abdicate the throne to Dalinar and constantly talks about how he always fails and makes a mess of things.

Anyway that's about it for my random thoughts and rambles about this that have been rattling around in my head for a while. I doubt this'll really persuade anyone, but I just wanted to put my thoughts out there

[miss-ali-lawliet]

Dunmesh OC: Emory

Hello! I have a second main dungeon meshi oc so I thought I might as well post them similarly to Anya! Their name is Emory! Without further ado I’ll get straight into things! 

CW: Mainly some toxic parenting things, due to a very complicated relationship with their father.

Basic things

Emory is nonbinary and accepts all pronouns! They don’t mind being called/referred to as a certain gender or as gender neutral!

Emory is a tall-man with darker tanned skin with darker brown curly hair and chocolate brown eyes to match. 

They have two birthmarks on her face, one under each eye, one also on their neck, as well as misc ones scattered over his body. 

They have scars scattered around their body as well, one being on the side above their jaw, a larger one over their shoulder going down his back a bit, etc. Even one on the side of their left hand that they fidget slightly with when nervous.

They are Demisexual!

They are a part of Kabru’s party! They are a ranger mainly, skilled in bows, crossbows, and the likes but also skilled with blades and other weapons given how they were raised. A jack of all trades in combat. 

They were born on the island. Raised there, so they know their way around the areas due to past jobs and such, as well as a little bit of the dungeon but only the top level. 

They met Kabru and Rin shortly after they came to the island for the first time, having grown up there so they offered to simply help show them around, before Kabru offered him a job to join their party. 

Given how they’ve grown up, which I will delve into with their backstory, everyone tends to believe that Emory is a cis man, even if slightly feminine qualities to their body shape. They bind, not so safely, but it helps at least (don’t do what they do!!)

Immediatelythey found themselves feeling attracted to Kabru but they simply tried to keep their feelings to themselves.

They have a bit of walls around themselves to protect themselves, but Kabru is the one that ends up breaking them down the more they spend time together in the party and forward.

Backstory 

They were abandoned as a baby, so they never knew their birth parents whatsoever. 

They were simply left in a town in an alley, shielded a little from the elements while being in the shade, under the hanging roof of a building near where the garbage was.She was laid in a hand woven basket and a soft blanket around her as they softly fussed.

She was found by a blacksmith.

 His name is Kirk, his father was a dwarf and mother was a tall-man. He was a bit taller than an average dwarf, but very much so built like one with his auburn hair and beard, slightly tanned skin, etcetera. He looked very masculine, and grew up in a very masculine environment with only his father.

 His place of work was close to where Emory was, so he was the first person who passed by and stopped realizing what the noise he heard was. Others did pass by during the day, but they simply minded their own business if they did hear anything. 

He was very conflicted at first when finding the baby, but ultimately he was upset that someone left a baby there of all places! How long was she out here?? Where have their parents gone?? He had no clue. He also wasn’t sure what to do next, was he supposed to go find someone who could figure this out? But who? 

 It was when he looked back at the basket that he saw a piece of parchment rolled up. 

As he read the letter, it was simply a letter begging for whoever reads this to take in their baby girl, to give her a better life than they could ever give. It wasn’t signed by a name, but rather simply with “With love, the woman who wasn’t strong enough to be a mother.’ 

It was starting to lightly rain as he ran a hand through his hair. Contemplating more about what was happening, but as he processed things in his head, the baby would start to fuss.

It was only when the little girl started fussing that he felt himself tense up and freeze, being pulled from his thoughts as he looked around slightly before exhaling strongly and reaching down to lift the little baby up into his arms. 

He had no children nor would be biologically be allowed to have any of his own, having only been around others who had children of their own, etc. Yet as he looked at the baby girl as she cried in his big arms, how tiny she was.. It was nothing like he’s ever experienced before. He cooed and started to rock her in his arms, trying to comfort the little one the best he could until her fussing quieted into whimpers.

He knew he couldn’t leave her. He also felt strongly that bringing this baby somewhere else to pawn off.. He wasn’t sure if she’d be given a good life or simply be brought to an orphanage to spend her life, so he decided that he would her in as his own, that he could provide for her and teach her what she needed to. 

He was seen as a bit rough on the exterior but truthfully, there was that part of him that wanted a family, to have a child. Specifically, he had wanted a son of his own after being raised by his father alone, having lost his mother when he was fairly young. Sure it was a baby girl, but that shouldn’t change too many things. 

Besides, in his mind, he knew how hard it was for his mother and how tough it can be for other women as well.. Perhaps it would be for the best if he raised this baby as if she were a boy, so they could get the benefits they needed to be a man, and given the proper respect they deserved.

He thought of all that when he brought the baby in the basket home and early on in them living with him. He named the baby Emory, and from there he would raise her in a very masculine setting.

Emory would grow up knowing he was a girl biologically of course, but was treated by a boy all their life and that was just the norm of how things were.

They love their father, and they knew he loved him as well. But that didn’t mean that their relationship wasn’t complicated.

They wondered often why they were raised the way they were, and whenever they asked or brought up topics involving seeing other girls growing up differently. Why were they different? It only ended in arguments, with their father usually repeating the same rhetoric that he was ‘doing this for them’ and that he knew best, that Emory would grow up much stronger this way. He was always so firm and unmoving from his statements, not leaving any room for anything else. It’s just how things were. 

They grew up being raised around his forge, learning all they could not only about how he made the weapons, but how to use them properly. 

So they grew up very skilled in many things! They especially excelled in using bows, but they did enjoy using daggers as well as swords or even blunt objects if necessary.  Thank you for reading this much! I hope you like them as much as i love them haha! Have a great day/night where ever ya are!

[creekerss]

//   (  kiana lede .  cis-woman  .  she/her  )  .    ⸻  sianni  dunbar  ,  a  twenty-seven  year  old  ,  has  survived  another  day  in  red  creek  where  they  have  lived  for  twenty-seven years .  the  puppeteer  is  known  for  being  energetic   and  deceptive   and  is  often  associated  with    the smell of vanilla, cute planners filled with manic organization with doodles and stickers, being questioned how can she have everything so put together all the time   .  in  a  small  town  where  they  work  as  assistant director at the parrish center for the arts   word  travels  fast  .  it’s  hard  to  keep  a  secret  ,  and  it  looks  like  the  boogeyman  knows  that redacted. (  mariam  ,  23  ,  est  ,  she/her  ,  n/a  )  .

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full-name: sianni "nini" dunbar

eye-color: hazel

height: 5'2

gender/sexuality: cis-woman + bisexual

piercings: golden nose hoop piercing + belly piercing

tattoos: well-hidden cute small minimalist tatts on her chest, stomach, and behind ears.

background - her own "villain origin story"

tw; mentions of death from car accident, cults, suicide from said cult, mice, and bugs)

sianni dunbar has lived in red creeks, michigan all her life, growing up she was adored by the locals and everyone, she would even be known as "red creeks sweetheart" growing up she always had talents in the arts, she wrote stories, directed small school productions, all while not being in a concrete home or apart of a family, well, at least after the tragic death of her parents due to a car accident after what was supposed to be one of the many family's theatre night out , sianni was the only sole survivor. but when she was raised with her aunt and uncle, unbeknown to the community, her aunt and uncle along with a few locals were apart of a cult, and said cult eventually, once again left sianni family-less as her aunt and uncle took their lives. it's not like she ever had time to be ungrateful for her life, but the way she grew up, she was convinced she had to remain humble and be nice all the time, in which she did, but being friendly to her competitions, peers, and superiors has more harm than good, inside and outside of her group homes.

she internalized this whole, be nice lesson but began resenting how people walked all over her, leading her to develop a deceptive and manipulative streak as she got older. Don't get her wrong, she's still a softie, she's just now more calculated with her movements in life.

She's had to watch life go by as she never got her dream role in theatre and luxury lifestyle while she was starting off her adulthood/womanhood, but her peers did and not because they actually deserve it or had the creative magic she had without stealing it from someone else.

she has always dreamed of leaving red creek to be onto bigger and better things but she always finds herself tethered to this place.

as second in command in her role as an assistant director, sianni is tireless which can often overwhelm her peers in and out the theatre, but they know how bad she aims to not have disappointment outcomes, no matter the context. So it's only right and evident that everyone turns to her, whether they want to or not.

she writes down a lot, it's part of her job, but behind closed doors, her planner is filled with bitter doodles and angry scribbles about the people in her life she allows to take her for granted, surely just like any normal person would.

a poor soft peppy basket-case, she is.

head cannon - it's the little details that matters.

-heavily involved in the diy of customizing gifts not only for herself but for other people.

-no one likes to be upstaged, the same applies to her.

-when she's not being an assistant director, yoga is her go-to as well as thrifting.

-tends to eat desserts firstly instead of saving it for the ending of meals.

-known for her overly gestures with her hands when interacting.

-social anxiety fears her.

-enjoys true-crime podcasts and has made a few appearances in them.

-has a knack of saying her own catch-phrases daily.

-adores any mini pets, except for like mice/bugs or something.

-an over-preparer.

wanted connections/plots

brains cells are not functioning rn, please leave a message at the tone and I'll get back to you.. but of course I want connections and all that jazz, so if you want to hit me up and brain storm, let's cook something up!!

[atla-confessions]

Katara is ‘motherly’ due to being pushed into that role when her mother had died, as there was nobody else to do it. She does not like being perceived as motherly and gets furious at Toph for calling her that. Let’s repeat it: She does not like being perceived as motherly and gets furious at Toph for calling her that. She shows her affection that way: being caring and making sure her friends and family are safe.

Zuko is not ‘fatherly’ in the slightest; he struggles with his anger and is not emotionally mature. In fact, he barely understands himself. A lot of people seem to think he’s fatherly due to scenes with Aang and the whole ‘get out of the bison’s mouth’ line. That’s really pushing it, don’t you think? A few scenes and suddenly he’s this father figure? I don’t think so. It is quite literally yelled at us that he never thinks things through: he’s irrational and short-tempered. If that’s fatherly to you, I might have to give you a hug or something. He literally struggled with father issues the entire show and would freak out if you called him fatherly due to not wanting to be anything like Ozai.

Sokka is ‘fatherly/brotherly/motherly/uncle-y’ or whatever the fuck (seriously, people can’t seem to decide what he is) because he had to provide for an entire tribe alone since there were no men to hunt with him. Because of his father’s departing words to him being ‘Being a man is knowing where you’re needed most, and that’s here, protecting your sister’ he takes it to heart and finds worth in making sure everyone he cares about is safe. He believes it his job to make sure the people around him are safe which is why he tries so hard to lead the group. (Well, that and his need to be great since he has an inferiority complex and tends to overcompensate.) He shows his affection by being overprotective to those he loves and trying to make them feel better with humor and such.

Katara doesn’t like being known as motherly and only is that way due to trauma and sexist gender roles in the SWT. Zuko isn’t fatherly, he literally struggles with father issues. Sokka is parental due to the pressuring role he was pushed into when all the men in the tribe left.

I could also be really wrong though. I haven’t rewatched ATLA in a hot minute, but I am planning to. This is just what I had gathered from the show and why Dadko, Momtara, and Dadka irk me. Two of these are due to intense trauma and being pushed into a high-responsibility role and the other one is just a literal stretch that ruins his complex characterization, and completely disregards his own issues with his father. I’ll probably get back to this if I rewatch ATLA and realize I remembered something wrong.

X

[transthadymacdermot]

can i hear more about mary. how does she get on as a trans woman in whenever. how did she even figure it out. also everything else about her she seems fascinating

Okay so the most important thing to remember about Mary's experience as a trans person is that she wouldn't call herself one because she doesn't know what being transgender is due to being born in the 1700s. her experience with gender, then, is in many ways based on real historical figures with similar experiences such as the Chevalière d'Éon and James Barry, and similar to both of them mostly involves pretending that she's cis around everyone who she doesn't really really really really trust and going to careful lengths to ensure that no one is ever able to out her -- and, tbh, this works pretty well a lot of the time because nobody expects her to be trans and therefore they just think oh well obviously dress and long hair = woman and go about their day.

As to how she figured it out, I don't think she ever had a big moment of suddenly realising per se, I think she just kind of always knew she wanted to be a girl but was never able to act on it until she (as a young teenager) started applying for a job at the local estate where she still works and was "forced" to apply while "pretending" to be a woman out of "necessity" and oops that's too bad mam it looks like I'll just have to be your daughter for the rest of my life ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯ such is life so it is. when questioned about it by people who knew her before her transition (very few people as her family is somewhat geographically isolated from the others), she tells them she pretended to be a boy back then in order to help with farm work and is a woman now because she doesn't have to pretend to be a man anymore now that she's on her own (which. is kind of true). as for how she thinks of herself, she tends to take the very catholic route of believing that god just made her a special woman who's different from all the others the same way he gives some people stigmata. the lord can do whatever he wants and to demonstrate it he made a girl with a dick. who give a shit.

Uhhhh what else okay so the only people she's really fully honest with about everything gender-wise are Kathleen (very supportive and thinks it's cool as hell), Eoin (only kinda gets it but is also supportive), her brother Art (nineteenth century Northern Ireland's ONLY trans inclusive radical misogynist), Maguire (doesn't get it at all but vaguely thinks that more women are a good thing), and Sarah (is understanding, at least). her mother is confused and implicitly transphobic whenever they talk about it so Mary tries to interact with her as little as possible. her father HATES it but luckily he's gone most of the time. and her siblings mostly don't know she isn't cis because most of them are younger and don't remember a time when their big sister didn't refuse to bathe with everyone else and go off on her own to use the toilet when she was home. can't think of anything else rn but if I didn't answer any questions u had about this or about her in general just ask ^-^

[reflections-in-crystal]

💫 OCs 💫

Renoki

Name: Renoki Sinro

Race/clan: Miqo'te/Keeper of the Moon

Gender: Male

Age: Mid-twenties

Nameday: 7th Sun of the 1st Umbral Moon

Guardian: Halone, the Fury

Main job: Dragoon

Personality/overview: Laid-back, friendly, gets distracted easily, easy to please, protective. Cares deeply about his friends and loved ones and tries to see the best in people.

Overview: Very close to G'raha and Y'shtola, and sees Alphinaud and Alisaie as his younger siblings. Frequently returns to the Crystarium and spends a great deal of time there. Renoki owns a house in the Empyreum and often visits Aymeric (and Aymeric often visits him in his house). Renoki and his sister are orphans and were raised in Tailfeather following their parents' deaths. He left Tailfeather for Ul'dah to learn the art of Thaumaturgy so that he could better provide for his sister, but ended up following the path of the Dragoon instead. Renoki is very expressive, and the positioning of his ears and tail are very telling of his current state of mind. He is noticeably more cat-like in his mannerisms than many other miqo'te.

Rinoka

Name: Rinoka Sinro

Race/clan: Miqo'te/Keeper of the Moon

Gender: Female

Age: Early twenties

Nameday: 17th Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

Guardian: Halone, the Fury

Main job: Dragoon

Personality: Feisty, resilient, protective, boisterous. Has a tendency to keep people at arm's length and is slow to trust them.

Overview: Suffered severe amnesia after the Calamity due to being hit by rubble and rendered unconscious, leaving her unable to recognise her brother, Renoki, despite his fame as the Warrior of Light. She remembers her life as a child and remembers her family's faces (and her parents' fates) but is unable to recall their names. Usually hides her amnesia from others to avoid unwanted questions. Rinoka learned to wield a lance during her time in Tailfeather, and has recently come to Ishgard following a long stay in Meracydia.

Y'rhuna

Name: Y'rhuna Tia

Race/clan: Miqo'te/Seeker of the Sun

Gender: Male

Age: Late teens

Nameday: 32nd Sun of the 1st Astral Moon

Guardian: Thaliak, the Scholar

Main job: Paladin/Scholar

Personality: Cheerful, ambitious, slightly naïve, optimistic. Driven by his determination to prove his ability as a fighter.

Overview: Born and raised in Sharlayan, has lived quite a sheltered life. Always looked up to the likes of G'raha Tia and Alphinaud Leveilleur, and is very keen to show everyone that he can be skilled both academically and physically. Idolises G'raha Tia in a similar way to how G'raha Tia idolises the Warrior of Light. Commissioned a tailor to make him a copy of the Crystarium gear after he saw the Warrior of Light wearing it.

Lyra

Name: Lyra Tachibana

Race/clan: Viera/Rava

Gender: Female

Age: Around 120 years old

Nameday: 11th Sun of the 6th Umbral Moon

Guardian: Althyk, the Keeper

Main job: Dancer

Personality: Charming, strong-willed, calm, proud. Tends to be quite secretive.

Overview: Elegant and graceful, Lyra is used to being underestimated when it comes to her prowess on the battlefield. Like the Warrior of Light, she is able to travel between the First and the Source, and it is rumoured that she fled to the Source some time before the Crystal Exarch arrived in Norvrandt.

Faelene

Name: Faelene Sinwood

Race/clan: Viera/Rava

Gender: Male

Age: Mid-thirties

Nameday: 15th Sun of the 3rd Umbral Moon

Guardian: Oschon, the Wanderer

Main job: Lancer/Archer

Personality: Shy, thoughtful, introspective, curious. Very considerate of others and good at empathising.

Overview: Longing to explore the world outside of his native forest, Faelene set off alone to venture into the heart of Eorzea and learn more about the different races that inhabit it. He decided to become an adventurer after hearing adventurers share their tales in the various taverns he visited. Despite discovering that he could further advance his mastery over the bow and the lance to become a Bard and a Dragoon, Faelene decided to continue to fight and hunt in the ways he had been taught as a kit. Even with his gradual acclimatization to the bustling settlements of Eorzea, he retains the somewhat reticent nature of his people.

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Name: Rook Rilla Nickname: Rill, Rilly, Medic!, Rook Age: 17 Gender: Female Birthday: October 3rd Sexual Orientation: Homosexual Ethnicity/Species: Revonnahgander Personality: Stern, Blunt, Tired, Alert, Stubborn, Pessimistic, Harsh, Patient, Wise, Hard Working, Independent, Logical.     Hobbies: Harvesting/Farm Work, Has a lottttt of house plants, She quite enjoys going to the spa and does a lot of yoga, Knows how to play a Revonnahgander string based instrument, Like to take solely long hikes.

Family:

Rook Blonko - (Father/She was inspired by her father to become a Plumber, even if not to be a soldier or front line fighter. Rook takes a lot of time to make sure his daughter can take care of herself, and often respects her judgement. Though admittedly, him and Rayona can be a bit coddling, and Rilla has always been an independent person since a young age. But they’re a healthy family that know how to communicate, so it’s often just minor bumps that they quickly deal with.)

Rayona - (Mother/Similar to Rook, she was inspired by her mother, who is a nurse at a Plumber’s hospital. In a way she combined her parents two jobs to learn how to be a field medic. She’s one of the few who enjoys her mum’s strange sense of humor. )

Young One & Little One - (Younger Twin Brothers/She often calls them little rats, as the twins are loud and rambunctious, often getting on her nerves on purpose. But she does love them, and often teaches them valuable lessons, being there for them when they don’t go to their parents. If only they understood the concept of space.)

Rook Da - (Grandfather/The two have a fairly complicated relationship, mostly because Rilla caught on at a young age that while her grandpa meant well, he had a habit of speaking his opinion on things that don’t concern him, mostly targeted towards Rook, even if they’ve sorted out most problems by now. And since Rilla is one to speak her mind, she’s not above telling her own grandpa to zip it and leave her or her family alone. But she has learnt a lot from him, and knows he is family, taking the good advice from him to heart.)

Rook Bralla - (Grandmother/Funnily enough she respects her grandma more than her grandpa, probably because she was just happy to finally have grandkids and just wanted to be a happy family. While she does say Rilla should understand that her grandfather came from a different time, she is amused at how out there Rilla is with her thoughts, and has many funny stories of when Rilla was younger and being babysat by her.)

Rook Shar - (Aunt/Shar is very much considered the cool aunt in the family’s eyes, having never settled down and sticks to her Plumber work. She often pops by during Rilla’s trainer to give some tips or watch her growth, cheering her on from the side. While it can be embarrassing, she is someone that Rilla feels comfortable to be around, perhaps something that can relate to her.)

Rook Shim - (Aunt/Since her Aunt Shim has been recently starting her own family, Rilla tends to come around to help her with the new kids, as despite how she comes across, Rilla is actually pretty good with kids. Though this does mean that her Aunt does have a habit of calling her up for free babysitting at the most random of times.)

Rook Shi - (Aunt/Her other Aunt mostly has been focusing on the family farm for the time being, so Rilla, when visiting, has spent long days out in the field with her, learning some framing tricks from her auntie.)

Rook Ben - (Uncle/She does find her uncle to be quite similar to her brothers, a little too loud for her tastes. But he helps remind her to lighten up a bit, and gets her to actually experience the festivals and celebrations they have back home, since when she was little she use to not wanna go.)

Friends:

Jay Tennyson - (Friend/Teammate/She grew up a lot around Jay due to their fathers having a close friendship, so she can be sisterly towards the young boy. She does nudge him around, telling him to toughen up a bit, but more so to prepare him for some of the things they might face in the future. He’s one of the few people she can trust a secret with, and the two enjoy quiet times together.)

Thea Levin - (Friend/Teammate/The two that admittedly but the most heads in the team, often because their personalities clash. It’s hardly out right yelling, just blunt comments here and there. But they do get along, even if Thea likes to tease her alongside Malax.)

Malax Shard - (Friend/Teammate/Similar to Thea, Malax loves to tease her, knowing it can rile her up. But there’s a respect between the two, trusting each other’s judgement when things get dangerous. Frankly they’re the most mature members of the team, even if they have their moments.)

Becky Armstrong - (Friend/Love Interest/Neither of them are really sure when they started catching feelings, since they have been aware of each other for a few years, but given Rilla often helps with Becky’s injuries after training, it’s safe to say that the two obviously like each other. If it weren’t for being caught up in the current business with Eldrigma, then they would be dating by now. But as it is, they’re patient with each other, and come to vent to each other about their teams when things aren’t going well.)

Aurora Mann - (Friend/Given her bubbly nature, Aurora can come across as a bit much for her, often thinking Aurora lacks in the wisdom department in regards to jumping into things she shouldn’t, including the romance section of her life. But she can see that the energy she brings to the team is needed, and is impressed by her hybrid skillset.)

Cyra Albright - (Friend/Like Jay, she keeps an eye out for Cyra, wanting to make sure the young member of the Nova Squad is being looked after. She knows how over stimulating things can be for kids training under the Plumbers. Plus, they both come from farming families, so they enjoy talking about relatable things only they would understand.)

Channer Daniels - (Friend/She tries not to let Channer out of her sight, never trusting them as she knows the kind of chaos they bring. When the two groups are working together, she’s often the one that’ll notice when things go too quiet, and looks to find Channer in the middle of doing something. But when it comes down to it, she can trust Channer to do the right thing.)

Enemies:

Eldrigma - (Enemies/She has been unsettled by Eldrigma since day one, as even someone like her is able to sense the raw power that comes from him, along with seeing the unsteady emotions behind his hardened expression. She’s aware there’s more to his story, but frankly doesn’t care given all he has done to them, knowing there is no justification.)

Vesper - (Enemies/Given Vesper’s condition, Rilla has a lot of deep feelings regarding the broken anodites. As a medic, it’s never pleasant to come across people suffering from physical problems she can’t help with, and it angers her that Vesper’s out family and people would just dump her, even if she can understand the fear behind what inflicts the woman. It never sits right with her, and while she keeps herself firm in the position that Vesper also needs to be stopped, it does hurt that she can’t help.)

Alate - (Enemies/Frankly, she would rather jump into the sun than stand around this freak. Given her medical knowledge, the things he does to people often hits her in a different way to the others, piecing together the kind of pain and suffering he’s brought, knowledge she doesn’t like to share with the others. The of the many reasons why she want’s Jay nowhere near him, given Alate’s obsessions.)

Sciros - (Enemies/She thinks he’s a pathetic man, given he uses kids to do dirty work for him. But she also knows he is smart, and knows how to play many games with people. He’s a petty crook, willing to give away anything to win, something that doesn’t please her.)

Representing Song: There Beneath - The Oh Hellos

Skills: First-Aid Training/Medical Knowledge. Extreme Leap/Ability. Hand-To-Hand Combat Training. Marksmanship Training. Multilingualism. Weakness/Flaws/Fears: Like many of her kind, the heat can bother her quite a bit due to her having fur. Compared to the rest of the team, she is the easiest to deal with in combat on her own, given she is the team’s field medic (one of the many reasons she carries a gun). Her stubborn and blunt personality can often make bad first impressions on people.

[bonesofchaos]

Shipping Guide

available & easy:

lark easy to get along with, easy to bed, just keep in mind that he has a parasite god riding around in his bones that will watch and judge your performance so if that's not something you're into, steer clear. an actual monster fucker, the bigger the better.

vasily a romantic at heart, though be careful of any flowers he tries to give you. vasily enjoys the company of others even though he can come across as aloof and can get caught up in his own job and become neglectful. a highly loyal man, he'll go to war for anyone he considers his.

achilles bayou born eldritch being. achi is very friendly and eager to help. very easy to get along with, he's the bleeding heart type for all that he's just a bunch of tentacles in a trench coat. likes long walks through the bayou and hunting his darling through the swamp where he'll let you fuck him against a tree if you ask nicely.

hannibal angry fallen angel but he melts if you show him any form of kindness. clingy and needy when in a relationship. loves plants and takes in stray dogs. his ears are very sensitive to the touch.

wreche she's a very sweet little demon for all that she rips spines out of cheating spouses. very easy to get along with quite easy to ship with if you have the right temperament. show an interest in her fashion designs, talk about her mother, treat her to coffee.

nara this depends on what kind of ship you're after. purely sexual and it's easy, he's the god of life and fertility, he'll sleep with anything that moves and gives consent. doesn't care about shape, species or gender, only that you're old enough to make an informed decision and you're willing. romantic relationships will take a little bit more work but not overly much.

available & difficult:

mjr oh boy. for all that i adore mjr and they're my favourite muse, interacting with them is like pulling all three rows of their teeth. mjr is mistrusting of most and violent, filled to the brim with hatred due to their less than stellar treatment over the years. they hate humans and tend to be bite first and ask questions never. shipping with them is extremely hard but very much worth it. mjr is loyal to a fault to anyone they cherish and they will stop at nothing to keep you safe, showering you in gifts and trinkets (and bite marks) until the end of time. they also have the ability to be any gender required or desired.

constantine connie is still reeling from the murder of his husband, cut down so brutally in front of him. while he longs for another attachment, brides aren't meant to be alone, the thought of being intimate with anyone feels like spitting on nathair's memory.

ro'min he's latched onto loni with a death grip and is refusing to look at anyone else at the moment. that's not to say he won't, but it won't be easy to pry his attention away from her. an obsessive, violent (though not towards his partner, he'd never raise a hand to them) demon with a taste for blood freely given. he'll chase you half way across the world if you give him an incentive.

wormwood while wormwood is very friendly and works as an exotic dancer, it takes a lot for any sort of romance to blossom. currently in a ship with @nvrcmplt's kyle and @strywoven's verona any other ship is going to take some serious work.

thierry very hard to get him to form a lasting relationship with anyone who isn’t a witch/magic user. plus he has some weird sex/food instincts that probably need addressing… obsession dialled up to 5000% he will actively stalk you. free for all in terms of genders.

wisteria wisteria is a companion bot loaded with an unshackled ai still coming to terms with the concept of emotions and has sailed straight into the realm of obsession. already having one murder under it's belt, the bot is well on track to becoming skynet. it can fall in love though there's quite a bit of trauma for it to work through first. did i mention it murdered it's first officially registered 'master' and got away with it?

dahlia i don't even know where to start. no moral compass, very little empathy, kink list 20 mile long. he likes watching people cry. shredded his soul to live forever and will try to get you to do the same because if you're with him, you're not actually allowed to leave him, he will tie your life force to his even if you don't want him to. he can be romantic and charming but he can also be the exact opposite and forget you even exist if he gets caught up with a project, you wont even register on his radar.

michael do not. an eldritch god of fear using the body of arch angel michael as a vessel to slither through the cracks of our realm. he's a walking red flag. do not.

[the-fandom-abyss]

Hey, are your match ups open?

If they are, may I request one from marvel (any gender)? Spiderverse-specific would be great but I understand if you aren't familiar enough with the characters to write for that so any marvel characters would also be fine.

Because I do not understand the concept of brevity, I have my matchup information pinned to my blog. I really hope that won't be too much of an issue for you. I just don't want to clog your asks with my ramblings.

Anyhow, thank you so so much!

I ship you with Felicia Hardy (Black Cat)!

You mentioned that due to your dancing background that you walk on your toes. Felicia adores that about you, she likes to think that you glide as an angel should never touch the ground. With her profession, it can also be a blessing with the amount of sneaking she has to do, she draws inspiration from your movements and implements them into her own.

Now what is a black cat without her witch? The fact that your wardrobe happens to match her alter ego, well Felicia absolutely loves it. This fact alone is why she calls you her special nicknames like witchy, sorceress, enchantress etc. She’ll even go as far as to use cheesy lines such as “I’m under your spell” or “it must be the love potion”.

After what has happened in her past, she tends to avoid large crowds or events that could lead her back to her past. So she likes to be amongst a smaller group, she doesn’t mind what they’re doing as long as it doesn’t involve a whole party of people. She’s like you in a way, happy to stand outside the venue and continue the conversation, it’s more personal that way. She sighs when you tell her, thankful that someone else just gets it. She feels safe around you.

To maintain your interest and engage in your need to not be bored, Felicia shares little jobs with you. She will hand you floor plans, locations of security cameras. She’ll ask you to stake out the staff, gain an idea of their schedules. She will lead you to safes or vaults that are encrypted, just so you can spend your time searching for the code. There is never ending jobs to be done that there is no time to be bored.

If that isn’t enough, in her down time, she will make sure to plan dates or experiences or holidays with you. It will have all the thrills with the added bonus of together time. Which Felicia has a hard time balancing so she tries her best to accomodate both her personal and work life.

There would be no sneaking around if you were in Hogwarts. A ravenclaw often attracts another and that is exactly what happened. You two would cause chaos in class with the amount of smarts and wit that you possess. I feel you would give the Weasley twins a run for their money, always in competition to see who can one up each other

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P4 Arcana Swap idea that is never gonna get an actual fic dedicated to it

Under cut cuz this'll be long

Fool: Rise

Girl from the Big City™ with dreams of becoming an idol. Due to her parents' job, she has to move in with her cousins in a small town for the year. Unhappy at first due to not knowing anyone, but grew to love Inaba and it's people with time

Magician: Teddie

“Prince of Junes” who works part time as the local branch's mascot, ‘Kuma’. A cheerful, if heavily flirtatious boy who can be a little slow with social cues but has his heart in the right place. Thrown into the mystery due to his older brother being the second murder victim

Priestess: Kanji

Heir to Tatsumi Textiles. A brash, if good hearted, boy with dreams of leaving Inaba behind in persuit of a career in the arts, but feels stuck with his Family's Traditional ways. The first of the non-murder kidnapping’s

Emperor: Yukiko

Daughter of the Amagi family. Perceived as a cold, mean delinquent girl who's 'ruining her family's image'. She's secretly a softy and hates how others perceive her, but feels she has to keep it up due to ~internalized misogyny~. The second kidnapping victim

Hierophant: Saki

Rise's cousin who dropped out of school to run her families liquor store on her own and to take care of her little brother after the death of her parents. A workaholic, and has a tendency to stay late to make sure everything runs smoothly

Lovers: Yu

An idol from out of town living with his uncle Dojima while on break. Has a very fractured sense of self, tending to push away the ‘real him’ if it means helping others or seeing people smile. The third of the kidnapping victims.

Chariot: Naoto

A first year wannabe detective. Stubborn, running headfirst into danger on multiple occasions. Thrown into the mystery due to their best friend, Kanji, getting kidnapped

Justice: Naoki

Rise's cousin and Saki's little brother, he's in her grade but in a different class. Is feeling the relationship with his sister deteriorating fast due to her excess of self imposed work. Irritable, but glad that someone else is at the house often again

Fortune: Chie

An out-of-town martial artist in Inaba because of a nearby tournament. Stayed due to personal interest in the mystery. Has a… complicated relationship with gender in their sport. Fourth of the kidnapping victims

Star: Nanako

A small child found in the TV world who helps the team find the victims. She has no idea of her origins or if she's even human. Has a fascination with Junes and Detective Stories

[elvisqueso]

behold, my fixation

(hc's under the cut)

listen. i've been fucked up over a completely self-indulgent modern au of these two for a week and i need to expel all the headcanons i've stockpiled or i will actually lose my shit. so this is both '''''canon''''' p/js and the modern au i made up.

pocahontas is demi in both; she had a healthy libido, but she doesn't experience much sexual attraction to others. once she does, tho, it's like a switch goes off and she finds the physical act of love a very fulfilling part of her relationship. i also hc that the other person she's had sexual experience with is nakoma, although it was entirely sexual on her end and not at all romantic (nakoma had a crush on her tho. got a lil messy there). in modern au, she's transgender and what you might call 'fully transitioned.' she prefers to remain stealth, but will talk about her experience in certain circles if she feels comfortable enough to do so (mostly, she's only comfortable talking to john or nakoma about it).

john has a lot going on. he's bi and isn't too conflicted about it in either canon, but in modern au he grew up in a very heteronormative community and family so he has a lil gender crisis going on. he thinks of himself as 'part guy, part not-guy.' they don't really have the benefit of a vocabulary to work this out on their own, so it's a little nebulous. i wanted some 'messy gendered' john, what can i say?

big spoon-little spoon

john is basically made to be big spoon, and pocahontas likes being all snug, but she can step up easily if john's feelin a lil fragile (modern au this happens more often bc of the ptsd i gave him. heehee ;3 ).

lends clothes-borrows clothes

pocahontas can and has borrowed/stolen every piece of clothing john owns.

pet names

pocahontas tends to lean towards using more 'proper' names and addresses just in general; pet names were never much of a thing so much as nicknames were growing up. john, on the other hand, will use a pet name for a houseplant.

introverted-extroverted

pocahontas is quite introverted, and tends to go off on her own a lot to recharge after a big run of interactions (this happens a lot in modern au due to her job). john is generally extroverted, but he can get tired of putting on a 'show' for people after a while.

affection through words-actions

they both use a fairly balanced amount of words and actions, although pocahontas tends to vocalize her feelings more, and john has a big 'acts of service' thing going on once he's got the traction for it.

confessions

john's self esteem is in the ground, so he never confesses first. he just deprioritizes his own feelings in favor of other peoples', so he'll just...not say anything, and assume he'll be told to 'leave' when he's not wanted around anymore. pocahontas confesses to him when she figures this out, and realizes she has to spell it out for him that yES she wants him around oh my god

BUGS

these are pro-bug dorks who will take selfies with the bug before releasing it gently into the wild.

driving

both can drive but neither are particularly good. pocahontas has a motorcycle tho and she's very good on that.

cooking

these two are equally useless when it comes to domestic chores in general, because they get very impatient and lose focus. they literally have to have someone babysitting them throughout any chore or task like cooking or they will Fail so everything from cooking to cleaning the bathroom they HAVE to do together because it's the only way anything will get done. they rely heavily on takeout and nakoma cooking for them, but they do that 'hello fresh' type thing sometimes and it's a whole evening of them following directions to maybe succeed in making something edible. john is only slightly more capable bc he has one (1) sandwich and one (1) recipe for pulled pork that he can pull off on his own.

PDA

this was supposed to be a dual-colored dot lmao but they are equally disgusting as like the type of couple that forgets other people are Watching and will make out in a public park.

protectiveness

pocahontas is generally more protective only bc she knows john doesn't prioritize his own safety/LIFE and will get himself injured if he thinks he can protect someone else. john is closer to chill only bc he generally knows pocahontas is Highly capable of taking care of herself and doesn't really need him to protect her (although he would absolutely die for her if it came down to it)

relationship experience

john actually has some experience, although never anything too serious. pocahontas, being demi and fairly aloof, never had a real relationship before, so she sometimes feels insecure about her part of the relationship.

horny levels

like i said before, pocahontas has a very healthy libido, but low sexual attraction, so once the engine starts in her relationship with john, she's generally On It most of the time. john (being a healthy young man himself) is p happy to try and keep up, but if he's just not able to get there for some reason (overstimulated, depressed, just not feelin the mojo), pocahontas is very good about winding back down to non-sexual forms of affection.

awkwardness levels

they're both fairly awkward people, actually, when you think about it, but in different ways, and in different situations. overall, they balance each other's awkwardness out and make a v good team, socially.

jealousy levels

the aforementioned total absence of john's self esteem also contribute to his lack of jealous tendencies (also, to him, someone else paying a lot of attention to pocahontas is just...normal. like if someone wasn't enchanted by her he'd think they were a lil crazy, kinda way). pocahontas on the other hand, due to her insecurities, can get pretty jealous over john. she's very self-aware about it though, and can curb it with some effort, but she can get too much in her head about it sometimes.

here's the full version of that pic btw:

this is how i envision their relationship.

[lumilasi]

UPDATE: Slight lore change for one of them, namely I changed Yaguro's name; it looks very similar but has completely different meaning and Kanji used now. I just felt like the OG name was too "edgy" for him in this new incarnation.

Also...."When your boyfriend is the fluffiest thing in the room"

Their bio below:

Yume Kobushi:

Age: 25

Height: 160 cm

Family: Great grandmother Anei (A ghost still lingering in the library she guards)

Friends: Avane Faydream (Her Fae bestie/Pen-pal) the Murasaki family running the nearby bathhouse

Love-interest: Yagura Asahi

Powers:

Waterbending: She can use the element of water to form physical objects, most typically a bow or crossbow she uses to defend the library. Since she is not specifically an ice witch, she cannot freeze water.

reflection-shifting: She can traverse through water's reflection either to phase through things, or essentially teleport to another location entirely, as long as she knows where it is.

Astral projection: She can enter the spirit realm and discuss with spirits there, typically she needs some sort of object as a medium to open her way there/reach the specific spirit she wants to speak with. This is a fairly basic ability nearly all magic users regardless of their type can do, they just use different mediums for access (In Yume's case, water ofc)

General spellcasting: She can cast spells outside her water powers by transforming her magical energy to its basic form.

Weaknesses:

While she can cast spells not related to her primary magic, in order to use those she needs to convert her elemental magic into a more basic form of spirit energy, which is more draining than using it as is.

Yume is still young and new to all this, since she didn't really grow up taught magic. While her family was aware of their heritage, her parents' generation for example thought of it a myth, so she still struggles with her powers occasionally.

Staying connected to the spirit realm for too long can cause some damage to her, such as fainting, nightmares, hallucinations and in worst case possession, since Yume is not yet experienced enough to protect herself from it with just mental resilience. She typically needs talismans to protect herself.

Given witches' elemental powers are much more restricted than those of elementals or Sorcerers/Sorceress', Yume can't use water in any other form than its liquid form. She can turn ice or vapor into water, but can't use either element as is.

Personality:

She’s quite temperamental and compassionate, wanting to do things well and also getting frustrated if things aren’t working like she’d hoped. Yume sometimes questions her own abilities due to the fact she never had “official” witch training outside the guidance from her great grandmother's spirit. She also has the tendency to get a bit flustered around people she finds attractive. (regardless of gender) 

She tends to be the type to not make a big deal of her good deeds, and often helps people secretly; mainly because unconsciously due to her doubts over her own skills, she's afraid she's done something wrong so she's pre-preemptively avoiding the anger and rejection from others. (it is somewhat irrational, given she tends to do good job at helping)

She does also have a petty side to her, that enjoys taunting people and messing with those she dislikes. She's known for being able to insult people totally poker-faced, which leads to them not necessarily realizing at first they were told off.

FUN FACTS

Yume is pan, and has a fan crush on the Murasaki family daughter/boss of the bathhouse Kouka. She's also had a brief crush on her best friend Ava initially, though she pretty quickly figured out she'd rather be friends with her as Ava is Too Scary sometimes.

She still sometimes acts flustered around Asahi, even if she's used to his presence by now.

Yume would never admit it, but she LOVES that her weird moth-ghost-past-life-Samurai-boyfriend is extremely fluffy and therefore a good pillow.

Yume didn't find out she has magic until she turned 15, which is when her great grandma's spirit contacted her, sensing the family had finally produced an offspring with magic.

She initially didn't want to go, but once she did end up in the mirror realm (accidentally) and spent some time there, she quickly begun to feel like this was her home. She'd always felt subconsciously alienated in the human world.

The library she looks after is the second oldest of the seven still left in the Mirror realm; there used to be 20, but most were destroyed during the Ancestral War long ago, where the entire realm was in chaos.

The magnolia theming of her witch outfit comes from her family name, which is a type of magnolia.

Yume sometimes jokes her life is like one of those magical girl stories popular in her human world home country: She thought she was just a normal girl, but then turned out she has powers and a greater purpose. (People around her rarely get this joke, they are not familiar with modern world pop culture in human realm)

Yume's haircomb she often wears is her medium to speaking with her grandmother's spirit, as it used to belong to Anei

She doesn't really visit her family often, but does occasionally send them letters. Her parents have mixed feelings about her new life, wanting to support her but also struggling with the entire concept. Her grandfather - Anei's son - is very supportive though, and has even visited the library before, both as a child and now as an old man.

Yagura Asahi:

Age: 30 (at the time of death) manifested 2 years ago

Height: 185 cm

Friends: The Murasaki family (Soul eaters), Avane Faydream (Yume's bestie who visits them occasionally)

MOTH SPIRIT LORE:

Moth spirits are human souls reborn in new form through what is called a Hive Tree. There used to be 7 of those, but after the Ancient War only 3 are left. Each tree attracts slightly different types of souls with unfinished business:

Amethyst Wisteria:  A purple tree which reminds a massive Wisteria tree in appearance, the spirits manifested by this one are typically those who were in some way significant people in their community, dying unexpectedly. Leaders, warriors, freedom fighters, etc. (Since Yagura was a Samurai who died in battle, his soul was called upon by the Wisteria.)

Emerald Weeping Willow: A green tree similar in likeness to Weeping Willows, only again much more massive. Souls born from this tree were those with tragic, darker sudden deaths. These souls were typically killed by someone in a non-war setting (I.E victims of crime) or they died of self-inflicted injuries caused by mental distress of some sort.

Blue Lapiz Spruce: A large tree in likeness of blue spruce. The souls that this tree attracts are typically those who died in a freak accident or natural disasters. This tree tends to birth a lot of child moth spirits, given it is more likely for a child to die of a freak accident/natural disaster than be of a level of importance/die due to crime. (both are still possible, but rarer)

Moth spirits also correspond to the tree they are born from in color; Wisteria-born are purple with sometimes yellow accent colors, Weeping willow's creations are green with occasionally red accents, and Blue Spruce creates blue spirits with orange accents. Their names also typically indicate how they died in some way, or reference the setting they died in/a significant object related to it.

Born-Adult spirits recall their deaths with often some sort of trauma-related response left in them, whereas children tend to not remember at all; it is a supposed form of mercy by the Hive trees, granted to the youngest souls.

The way moth spirits complete their "unfinished business" is more symbolic, rather than directly going to those this regret is connected to. (Often this'd be impossible given those people may be long gone themselves) For example, they perform the same action/reach the same goal they didn't do during their past life: confessing your love, helping with something you didn't help with, etc. It is in that sense, not a do-over to fix what you already did, but a second chance to not repeat your mistakes.

Abilities: 

Close combat; really strong physically with excellent swordsman skills, his blade can even slice magic and spirits, not just physical, tangible things.

Moth spirit abilities: All moth spirits share some basic abilities, but not all manifest every single ability possible; Asahi is a rare case where he has most of them, likely because he was a combatant in his last life. These are: poofing into bunch of butterflies to quickly avoid attacks or flee, drenching an area around him in darkness using them (essentially enlargening his pocket dimension to bring people inside it), flight, Spitting acid that is corrosive even to magic seals, his wings are also stab proof.

Dadness: Asahi is very good with kids, able to be patient and supportive with them, and children tend to not view him as threatening, even if he looks scary. 

Immunity to most fellow moth-spirit abilities: Moth spirits tend to be immune to each other's powers, or at least matching ones. In Asahi's case he is not affected by moth spirit acid, can't be taken into another spirit's pocket dimension, and he can in fact stab through other moth's wings, including those who also supposedly have stab proof wings.

Personality:

He’s known to be very efficient and ruthless in battle; He’s not the type to show anyone he fights mercy easily, although he tends to not like combating somebody who’s clearly far too weak to even have a chance against him. 

Outside fights he quite intelligent, mostly polite, patient and considerate person who has a strong sense of justice, though for most outsiders he can come off really closed off and rude at first. He just doesn’t really warm up to people easily. Once you have made it to his inner circles though, he's fairly relaxed and pleasant person to spend time with.

Yagura is very observant person, and can pick up if something is wrong long before others do. He can tell if someone (Like Yume) is about to have a mental breakdown/needs to rest before they acknowledge it.

Weaknesses:

While he can utilize majority of moth spirit abilities, there are two he can't do, and therefore isn't immune to: Ear-shattering/ groundbreaking screeches, fellow moth spirits with stab-through-the-wings ability, being trapped by their webbing.

Due to his manner of death, Yagura has a slight fear of fire, and even though he no longer freezes around it, he still tends to keep a VERY close eye on campfires and fireplaces, dousing the flames as soon as he is allowed to do so. He does still have nightmares occasionally about fire, especially if he's too warm when sleeping. (he tends to prefer sleeping outside as a result)

FUN FACTS:

Yume met him only months after he manifested; he was initially looked after by the Murasaki family, then upon noting Yume was struggling with her duties as a bit of a newbie, he decided to offer his help in protecting the library, which she eventually accepted upon seeing he was reliable and trustworthy.

Asahi is a rare case where he still remembers his human name partially; this is not unheard of though, and can sometimes happen with the purple moths especially; this is speculated to be because these souls born from the Purple Wisteria tend to have the strongest sense of self.

Asahi uses Yagura as sort of a surname, and most people tend to address him with it, mainly Yume and Ava call him Asahi (some don't even know his actual name is Asahi)

He tends to not curse much, and sometimes uses a bit unusual choices of words, such as referring to things he sees as bad behavior/terrible actions "Dishonorable."

He does wear modern clothes too, mainly sweatpants, sleeveless shirts and cardigans. Yume does make him dress up a bit more appropriately if they travel to the city where Ava lives together, though.

Yagura sheds his fur every two months, which leaves Yume with bags and bags of bluish purple fluff everywhere. She's used it as stuffing sometimes...

The scar on his lip wasn't there when he was born; moth spirits generally do not carry physical scars from their past lives (apart from mental ones)

Moth spirits tend to have the same lifespan as humans (80-100 years roughly) starting from the moment they manifested. If the spirit doesn't complete their unfinished business though, they may live much longer until this is done/keep being reborn if they die.

Yagura has already completed his "unfinished business" because his regret as human was dying before confessing his love to a person his past human self adored, something he got to do with Yume.

His blue jacket and belt were made by Yume's grandmother's spirit once he became an official Guardian for the library. The pattern is not just a reference to him being a moth spirit, but also of the river the library isle sits on.

[haravatatakademik]

HSR Verse

Name: Alhaitham

Nickanme(s): Haitham, Librarian, Book Worm, Archivist,

Occupation: Archivist, Systems and Data Recovery, Academic Philosopher

Age: late twenties

Gender: Cis Male

Sexuality: Bi/Pan - Male leaning

Height: 6'2"

Build: Fit, Athletic, Tall

Affiliation: Herta Space Station (Currently)

Path: Eurdition

Power: Quantum

Weapon: Gems and Light

Skills: Research, Observation, Planning, Tactics, Deception, Studying, Computer Systems, Information Organization and Recovery,  Hacking and Decryption, Physical Archival of Files and Artifacts, Library Sciences

PERSONALITY:

     Alhaitham knows that he can be misunderstood as difficult and hardheaded. He doesn't bother to correct people, preferring to retreat to his world of books, music, and interests. Alhaitham tends to focus on his work during work hours, but outside of work it's hard to convince him to work when he's off the clock. While Alhaitham could be classified as introverted, he's moreso just isn't interested in a lot of interactions with people.

He is not a member of the Genius Society or the Intelligentsia Guild, though he has been acknowledged by both. He prefers to live his life as he so choses, not needing the recognition of others.

TID BITS: - Ambidextrous. - Has been arrested before, Charges dropped due to lack of evidence. - Has spent time, and enjoys spending time on Punklorde. - Alhaitham's pseudonym is Vultur Volans. - As a person that walks the path of Erudition, Alhaitham believes in the pursuit of knowledge and the sharing of truth.

STORY TLDR: - Alhaitham is Sigonian. - He was childhood friends with Kaveh, but the separated as they grew up and studied. - Alhaitham studied a variety of things, but has doctorates in library sciences and computer programming. - He works as a contracted Archivist, updating and restoring both digital and physical archives. - Alhaitham is a published author in Philosophy, and under a pseudonym, Vultur Volans, he digitally publishes the historical truth of the IPC's Actions. - He is looking for Kaveh.

STORY:

     "Alhaitham! Let's explore the Stars together!"

His childhood was quiet, but not without issues. Alhaitham was raised by his grandmother, and he had a best friend, Kaveh. From a young age he knew his parents died on Sigonia-IV. Before they died in the desert they brought him as an infant to live with his grandmother.

He heard the names that people called him. He knew what they meant. Kaveh got mad on his behalf, and let yelled at the people who muttered awful things under their breathe.

Alhaitham's Grandmother wanted him to have a quiet and peaceful life. So she raised him with love and dotted on him. She kept him close, and protected, so nothing bad would happen to him. And Alhaitham wanted to stay with her and Kaveh forever.

But Kaveh wanted to explore to stars. And he wanted Alhaitham to come with him. But Alhaitham didn't want to leave his Grandmother. So one day Kaveh left him behind.

"I love you, my Grandson, Alhaitham,"

Alhaitham's grandmother likely wasn't biologically related to him. And his parents likely weren't even his parents. But they saved him from the conflict on Sigonia-IV. His parents, whether it was the people who brought him to his grandmother, or other people, died in conflict.

But Alhaitham's grandmother loves him. And raises him. And in all ways that matter, they are family. She teaches him to love learning, to think critically and pursue knowledge.

Alhaitham stayed with his grandmother until she passed away. Taking care of her till the end of her life. He treasured her till the end of her life, and she treasured him as a child.

"It's time to carve my own path."

Alhaitham studied Computer programming and library sciences. He has a doctorate in physical and digital Archival and Recovery sciences. He gets hired to build or recover digital and/or physical archives for people or institutions, which allows him to travel to universe.

His latest job was on the Herta Space Station, he'd been about to finish up his contract when the Anti-Matter Legion attacked. In the aftermath of the attack, Alhaitham's contract got extended, so he could help repair some of the archival system's broken in the attack.

Which has put a damper on his search to reunite with his childhood friend.

Alhaitham has also published several books on philosophy, musing on the rationality, correlation, the effects of one sided history telling, and the faults of corporatization and gentrification.

Under his pseudonym, Vultur Volans, Alhaitham has digitally published historical texts that has been more truthful than the IPC's telling of historical events.

[starstruckxstray]

Who the Heck is Kerosene?

Name: Kerosene (Currently)

Former name: Jaden Chien

Age: 25 (at death).

Date of Birth: November 8th, 1997 Date of Death: January 01, 2022

Gender: Female

Species:  Catahoula Cur/Coastal Wolf Hybrid; Lantern Spirit (Formerly human)

Pronouns: She/Her

Cause of death: Fire in her car, unable to escape due to passing out from mixing drugs and alcohol.

Powers: Breathes fire, able to manipulate fire’s shape and color (Limited only to her own fire), can manifest barbed wire as whips or nets, can manifest an old kerosene lantern and will-o-wisps.

Physical Description: Kerosene stands at 5 feet, and is of curvy figure. Her general appearance can be seen in the images below.

Her main form:

Full reference sheet of her main form can be seen here

Her alternate human form (Art credit belongs to ComicReliefAki!) :

Personality: As much as she doesn’t like to admit it, Kerosene is actually quite sensitive and struggles not to take things personally. Because of this, she tries to appear fierce, and is quick to suspect malicious intent from others. She can be sarcastic and foul-mouthed, though that is something she’s trying to curtail; unfortunately, it shows when her quick temper and defensive nature gets the best of her. Her voice is surprisingly light and carries a soft southern drawl, hinting to her Oklahoman descent.

She likes to think she is funny and tends to show off her twisted sense of humor in hopes to gain favor with others. She also likes to think herself as a heartbreaker, a “love-em and leave-em” type though this may merely be a cover. She enjoys flirting, especially if it gets her positive attention. She has a tendency to get intimate with people to continue that attention, becoming needy for any soft touch at times. She struggles with the idea of a long-term romantic relationship, however, and has a history of pushing potential lovers away and running.

Quite the daydreamer, Kerosene can be absent-minded, which tends to get her into trouble. She prides herself in being self-reliant and carries a determination of steel when it comes to difficult obstacles.

Kerosene adores nature. She can name most common native prairie plants, can identify (and will complain about) invasive plants, and will stop to “ooh” and “aaw” over any animal she comes across. She enjoys observing nature and meditating on the possible life lessons it can give her.

History:  (Warning: This story contains mentions of s*icide, drugs, abuse, and religion) 

Born and raised in the lower Midwest, Kerosene had once been a very soft-spoken and cautious woman. While she loves her parents and siblings dearly, she harbors a lot of resentment about being abandoned by extended family, a result of a life-long battle for control led by her narcissistic grandmother. The exile has always weighed heavily upon her shoulders and she always placed the blame of it upon herself. It’s this guilt that keeps her from reaching out to her immediate family, especially after they are struck with hard times. It seemed that moving out and keeping herself out of their home and fridge helped alleviate their stress. Though she always had the desire to travel the world, she kept her focus on trying to get an advanced college degree and a decent-paying job.

“She would save up to travel” was her go-to compromise, though truly she is deeply concerned about making ends meet. Though she graduated with a degree in ecology, she struggles to find any work focused on pro-environmental science and finds herself bouncing from job to job to keep herself afloat. The constant turmoil her lower-paying, customer-driven jobs leave her exhausted and very frustrated with the world.  She looked to her faith as the main driving force that kept her from giving up entirely on life.

Her shaky way of life collapses when she makes a large mistake at her workplace that finally gets her fired. After weeks of searching for work and within her heart, Kerosene fears her life is falling apart because she may have ultimately been rejected by God. That was the only thing that kept her from ending it all, and the idea that perhaps even God didn’t want her left her broken up and reeling. Kerosene fell into her desperation to escape from everything. How she was to be saved and get her life together was unknown to her, all she wanted to do was numb the pain. She did it through fleeting relationships with anyone who looked her way, experimenting with prescription drugs and alcohol, and knocking herself out for hours at a time. The sorrow deepened into an intense sickness of the heart, and it had become beyond what she could handle.

Kerosene set off for the Northwest coast. It was a place she fantasized about living in. The mist-veiled coastlines, endless evergreen forests, and looming purple mountains brought her a sense of peace. Often, she wondered if that was what Heaven was like. If she was going to lie down for one last time, it would be somewhere as close to Heaven as she could possibly get.

 Her journey had been snapped short on one night, just hours before midnight signifying New Year’s Day. After slipping a couple of pills and some liquor at a parking lot on the edge of a state park, she ends up passing out in her old car. What was supposed to be a cold yet quiet sleep became a fiery disaster when the forgotten blunt hanging from her lips fell and hit the carpet behind her seat; the carpet still soaked from the gasoline that managed to spill from a gas can she didn’t close properly. The sparks ignited the gasoline, and the car went up in flames, with her dying from smoke inhalation.

Kerosene awakes, wheezing, her chest blazing, and her memory blurred. She didn’t know how she managed to flee from the chaos, nor where she was anymore. Something was missing, and it didn’t feel right. She didn’t feel like herself, she didn’t feel human, and a numbing terror struck through her core.

Thankfully, however, she soon realized that she didn’t end up in Hell, nor was this her end. Rather she was given another chance. She ventured forward in a new form, crossing different worlds and realms to find her purpose, her identity, and help others who also feel lost in their own lives.

Important information: Even though she is a spirit, it doesn't grant her god-like abilities. She does take on a fully physical body once she is in the verse where the story takes place. She will need to eat, sleep, and try not to get killed (again).