#(lmao in that last one she could be a ‘colours of the sky’ post if she were a pink belt 😭😭)

[the-hilda-librarians-wife]

I believe in ankle length skirt Kaisa supremacy

[fangirling-heart]

aight time for yr turn on the ask games. All the mythical creature ones are so good it was hard to choose! So srry if there’s too many :}

European Cities -

Budapest, Copenhagen, Florence

Mythical Creatures- (I like them all but I won’t send you 25 questions lmao ;) )

Griffin, Dragon, Phoenix, Minotaur, Gorgon, Imp (I think your pretty funny :]) Cerberus, Siren

Oooo! Double ask! Neat!

Al right let's get to it (long post ahead strap in)

budapest: if you could do anything and not have to face the consequences, what would you do?

Something I've been wanting to do for nearly half my life: Vandalize and/or blow up this stupid private school I used to go to as a kid. This place ruined so many parts of me, from my love of reading to my self-esteem, and it took me a really long time to feel happy with myself again. And even though I am right now, I still haven't reached a forgive-forget part (and to be honest I don't think I will). So yeah, I want a way to return the favor.

copenhagen: how many languages can you speak?

I speak english and greek (my first language). I also speak italian, but not as fluently as the first two, I'm still learning.

florence: how did you discover your favourite artist’s work?

My favorite artist is Vincent Van Gogh! Oh my god I love his work, especially the way he paints the sky! I first discovered him while in that private school (a rare ray of sunshine in there). We were doing a program about art and some people from a museum came to talk to us about several artists and when they showed us Van Gogh I was in awe. And I still continue to be.

Part 1 over, going to the creatures asks!

dragon: last thing that made you smile?

My grandma offering me a cookie. 😋

minotaur: who do you dislike the most right now?

One of my professors, who was a bitch to me and my group while we were presenting our assignment and now randomly decided that she doesn't like its topic anymore wants us to remake it (nearly a month before submissions. We've been working on it since Easter...).

phoenix: do you believe in life after death?

I guess so. I haven't thought about it to much.

gorgon: least favourite colour?

Grey. And that oily dark green (I don't know what it's called)

imp: do you consider yourself funny?

Yeah, I guess. I'm probably not some major comedic genius, but I can be pretty funny (also thanks ^_^)

cerberus: if you could have any animal as a pet, what would it be?

I am a pretty big cat person, so other than a cat (which I already have) I'd love to have a panther or a lion as a pet. I see videos of zoo keepers and rescuers cuddling with them and I get super jealous!

siren: favourite genre of music?

Probably indie (indie pop and folk especially) and pop. I'm indecisive and music is too awesome!

[monty-glasses-roxy]

24 (What other character from another fandom of yours that reminds you of them?) for Roxy

Thanks for copying the question here buddy I appreciate that a lot (I can't load the post on my phone or my own blogs at all still)

Uhhhh honestly, Roxy's pretty different to a lot of my usual other blorbos. I could compare her to Labrys from Persona 4 Arena in a sense that they're both robots with horrible trauma that have been forced to do things they wouldn't dream of doing otherwise, but that doesn't feel like a great comparison ngl

I could compare her to a lot of blorbos though. Like Bracken from Ni No Kuni 2, Unit #024 and Labrys from Persona 4 Arena, for being chronically underutilized by the devs. Maybe PURL from Kuni 2 but PURL feels more... Like an opposite to Mimic? The first attempt at sentient AI in that world, determined to answer the question of what colour is the sky for herself... Only knows a few things, a child her closest friend, and accidentally takes over the wholeass factory in her attempts to see the sky again after like a decade of being deactivated. And also because the devs couldn't think of anything interesting for a new Broadleaf area so they wanted to make sure you did the wholeass factory again for some fucking reason.

Ohhh then again, I was watching those clips last night and Toothless and Hiccup made me think of Roxy and Cassie in an AU kind of way. Mostly because of the dogisms I like to give Roxy and because of several AUs that are more in line with How to Train Your D/ragon... (Put a slash in it to make extra sure I don't end up in any searches for that) So maybe Toothless? Maybe not?

Honestly I don't think I've ever liked a character that has shown much interest in their appearance before. Maybe Erza from Fairy T/ail? Looks cool and could kill you but has zero braincells whatsoever? Also very traumatised? Koromaru from P3 cause his persona is Cerberus and Roxy is the Cerberus to Mimic? And I can see her running around with a knife in her teeth? I dunno man that's a tough question

Ohhh there was also Blaze from the Sonic games! Not because of Roxy specifically, but because in coming up with a horse for her, many of the ideas for it was giving my Blaze vibes lmao. She has a horse in the Olympic games and it's pure white with light purple tack and possibly eyes I don't remember so yeah that kept popping to mind in coming up with a horse nsjsdj

And I suppose my OC Zephyr somewhat reminds me of her. That whole universe I made was started when I got so deep into a Pupcakes/Roxica Pirates AU that I decided to make it a whole thing and Zephyr is who Roxy in the story became. I like Zephyr she's very cool and has become very distinct from Roxy, but her roots are still there, ya know? I'll always remember where she started.

Jsisjsi I could associate Roxy with Disney's Bolt too just cause he's a superhero dog and a funny lil guy. And for some reason one of the OST tracks for the DS game will plague my mind for the rest of my days. Even though I'm thinking of every track but that one right now. It's the one for Bolt's part of the... Something Temple level. Bolivia? Belize??? I think it has a B in it... But anyway yeah Superdog! Hooray!

P03 from Inscryption too but mostly because it's tech themed, and I had that old AU where I drew her as the Scrybe of Technology. Inscryption is incredible btw I fucking love it. I suck at it apparently though. I got to Act 2 and played a fucking beefed up Ouroborus in the first stage of P03's fight like "oh I've got this fucker now!!" No I did not. I absolutely did that. Stoatal misplay. Could not have fucked that up more lmao anyone that's played or seen this game will know exactly what ended up happening there nsjdjdi I FORGOT okay?? I forgot!!!

BACK ON TOPIC yeah Roxy's a pretty different character to the norm for me. Genuinely can't think of anyone that might be similar to her enough for them to remind me of her if I saw them again. Maybe if I went back and watched the old My Little Pony from the fucking 70s or whatever, but it would just be the standard stereotype of "all girls care lots about their appearance and gasp in horror if you dirty a pretty dress" probably. You know the one. I do my best not to humour that shit in my own Roxy interpretation but it's hard to forget that's absolutely where her written personality stems from :/

[tate-lin]

15 Questions with Ly Minh

Thanks for the tag Cee! 🥰

Tagging @justahalfling @ihaventpickedausername @iced-ginger-tea @andromeda-grace @kaiyo @iriswords @yors-truly @words-after-midnight @islanded-in-a-stream-of-stars @sabels-small-sphere @leebrontide @pure-solomon @mattresses-and-macaroni @thepixiediaries @poetinprose @arowanaprincess @hd-literature @freedominique @mariahwritesstuff @ls-daydreams @mrbexwrites @wildswrites @thecrookedwriterspath and anyone else who wants to do it!

[Not pictured are her numerous burn scars]

1) Are you named after anyone?

Heyy I'm Ly Thi Minh, and nope I'm not named after anyone. Honestly though, with how common my name is in Vietnam, I very well could be lmao

2) When was the last time you cried?

Well that escalated quickly.

3) Do you have kids?

I only just turned 15 so if I do have one, be sure to attend my funeral tomorrow!

(P.S. Bring plum blossoms or I'll rise out of my grave and eat you :))))

(P.P.S. Nom nom nom slurp slurp slurp)

4) Do you use sarcasm?

No ♥️ /s

5) What's the first thing you notice about people?

Their threat levels. Practically speaking, what else would you notice?

6) What's your eye colour?

Dark brown. There's not much variety in Southeast Asia, I'm afraid.

7) Scary movies or happy endings?

Happy endings. Why would I want to deliberately make myself miserable?? Please, if I wanna scare myself, all I need to do is look in the mirror 😂

8) Any special talents?

I recently discovered that I'm freakishly good at dodging shit, so let's go with that.

9) Where were you born?

Vietnam, in New Hanoi! It was my childhood home and 75% of it got reduced to rubble :)

Now I live in Lorelei, United States. It kinda sucks but it's also kinda cool. You can say that I have a... Love-hate relationship towards it, I guess. I had to leave, obviously, of course I had to, but it's not exactly a crime to miss it, y'know??

10) What are your hobbies?

I used to do jigsaw puzzles. I even got into a Facebook group where we borrowed puzzles from a shared collection and Kalisha would help me frame up my pieces 'round the house. We haven't done that in a while though... The last one I did was a really cool piece of various Pokémon with a stained glass window effect. Kalisha bought it for my birthday and she even helped me put it together. I don't think puzzles are really her thing though haha

11) Have you any pets?

Má got a goldfish for me once and I named him Lucky. He died the next day though, so I guess he was actually Unlucky.

12) What sports do you play/have you played?

Barrier Ball! I don't know if you've heard of it but it's a popular game in America where there are goal posts on the ground, in the middle of the air, and high up in the sky. I know that there are other sports where you can use barriers to run around in the air but this is extra fun cause there are some volleyball elements too, like our setter-like midfielder. I actually wanted to do that, but I got forward instead. It's not bad though; it's kinda fun to 'disappear' and come out of nowhere with a shot. Like a sniper :)

Freaks out the opposing team every time haha

13) How tall are you?

5'5... I can't believe I think in feet and inches now; what have I become???

14) Favourite subject in school?

Math, I guess. Once you get into the rhythm, your brain kinda just switches off. It's actually really relaxing.

15) Dream job?

Uhhhhh I don't know. Does anyone really know what they wanna do at this age?

Besides Má, I guess, but that's cause she's crazy over ethreasts. Not everyone has such an obvious passion though, and especially not me :/

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

breaking it down to find a meaning

neighbours au?

this came out of literally no where. I was getting ready for bed and I had "I wanna love somebody" by We Three stuck in my head and then I opened tumbles and this just poured out of me? Yea I literally wrote this in the tumblr post option. no google doc we die like lovers.

I point this out only to say this is defs not edited lmao. I didn't even expect it to be this long it was supposed to a tiny drabble?

please enjoy!

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There are exactly three things wrong with Percy's current living situation.

1. He has far too little lounge space for his terribly long body. His shins have hit the coffee table six times today in his attempt to maneuver from sitting on the couch to standing.

2. The spare bedroom is not a good enough sound quality for his guitar or his drum practice. The bathroom is much better. He cannot practice in his bathroom forever, or ever.

3. His neighbour is undeniably, completely distractingly hot.

He hasn't allowed himself to rate the problems in order of most troublesome because he's a little ashamed about which one might take first place.

Since moving in one week ago Percy has had many opportunities to arrange and rearrange every aspect of the tiny two bedroom— or one bedroom and a makeshift studio— apartment until he could walk around it blind. He knows not to step on the third floorboard from the left wall on the way to his bedroom because it creaks unpleasantly and he thinks his downstairs neighbours are going to shove a hot poker through the roof just to brandish the annoying foot that keeps making the noise. He knows that the oven setting has to be juggled just right for it to go on. He knows the curtain railings in the living room are far too thin and brittle— he will have to replace them before the month is out. He knows you have to turn the hot tap in the shower three times and the cold tap four to get the exact perfect temperature. What he doesn't know, however, is his neighbour's name, or the colour of their eyes, or anything about them. All he knows is that they're hot.

But today, bruised shin and all, Percy is determined to introduce himself. If for nothing else but to gauge just how upset they might be when he starts up what his mother used to lovingly call "Melodic Madness".

So far it takes the reign as number one reason he's had to leave his previous living spaces. Mr Chiron from Strawberry Valley, who told the landlord the noise was so loud it made his steel kneecaps rust. Creative, but Percy isn't sure it's feasible. Then there was Minerva from Olive Grove who took one look at him and told the landlord he was a drug dealer, or worse, a drug user. He had raised a brow, couldn't stop his lip from tugging up, liking the way the ring that hugged his bottom lip stretched deliciously. He almost killed her on the spot. He would have laid lillies at her funeral and she would have risen again to throw them away. The last place, a Mr Hedge. Percy was glad to leave him behind. There were baseball bags swinging and yelling almost as loud as he played every time they crossed paths. For his own safety Percy didn't even wait for the man to call the landlord before he wad tucking his drumsticks in his pocket and high tailing it to, here.

Here being Sunset Gardens. Here being in this small apartment that fit him almost perfectly. Here being one knock away from meeting his new neighbour.

Percy wonders, as he looks at the soft cream wood of the door, if he should have worn a turtle neck to hide the snake tattoo wrapping around his throat. Or maybe a button down and a tie, to hide the swirls of ink on his arms. The black t-shirt he has on, a normal longer length to his usual cropped look, is clean and soft from use. He decides it'll have to be good enough because he can't wear button downs all the time. How ever will he afford all the ties that come with the obligation?

Percy knocks on the door.

There's silence behind it. The silence of sleepy world, too cozy-can't move. The silence that doesn't wish to be disturbed.

The door opens.

His neighbour's eyes are blue. Bright blue. Startling blue. Blue enough to make his lungs feel a lack of oxygen. He's reaching for the sky and it's getting harder to breather the higher he gets.

"Hello." Says his neighbour.

Percy is flying closer to the sun than Icarus ever will, ever could.

"Can I help you?"

He needs to stop staring. He needs to say something that doesn't make him look like a gaping angel fish. All starry eyes halos and floundering for relief from the air. Do fish know how beautiful the sky is? He imagines if they did they'd all kill themselves trying to get to it. He's doing it right now.

"Hi," He grins. Teeth white, straight, flossed because his mother forced him to learn the habit. "I'm Percy, your new neighbour."

"Jason," The voice is warm, deep. He knows if he lay his head on that spectacular chest he'll feel every vibration when this blue eyed spectacle talks. It'll be like getting into a really nice car and feeling the seats rumble beneath you.

"How are you finding the apartment?"

They're still standing on his door front. Jason won't relent his sanctuary. Percy won't toe over the line, curiouser and curiouser as he is.

"Good. Living room is causing some bodily harm," He waves to his shin, "But otherwise very good. Cozy."

"We share a wall. I don't know if it's your bedroom and mine or..." His neighbour trails off.

"It's my spare bedroom against you." They both glance to his door, light from his lounge flooding the passage in a perfect parallelogram.

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." He's looking into the sky again. Watches as hair falls over that golden forehead. His hands— tattooed "amare" on his left fingers and "amari" on his right— twitch to push it back, to grasp the white strands, to know what light feels like. He tucks them into the pockets of his sweatpants. He tells them behave. The twitch in their hiding place. He doesn't let them seek.

"What about it?" Jason is frowning, in that worried way that says he's used to bad news and he's tired of it too.

"I uh," Percy's eyes flicker around the world. "I play guitar and drums. I'm using that room as my music room."

"Oh." The relief in Jason is a pointed arrow straight at his heart. Even cupid could never shoot something so potent. "That's okay. I'll use your music as inspiration when I paint."

Percy is Icarus three seconds after he believes he can fly. Percy is Patroclus when he feeds Achilles. Percy is Hercules after completing his first trial. Percy is a hero and a warrior and the luckiest person alive. Percy is alive.

"I hope you're good." Jason shrugs as if he hadn't tattooed a permanent place into the underside of Percy's ribcage.

"I hope so too." He manages to say back.

"I'll show you what I can create from you the first time and you can judge." Those blue eyes are so wide with innocence. Not the innocence of life but of words. His neighbour has no idea what he's doing to him. Has no idea that he is about to go home and make song lyrics out of all these declarations.

"I look forward to it." He smiles wide. It's ocean deep with happiness.

There are exactly three things perfect about Percy's current living situation:

1. The kitchen has a gas stove enough counter space for him to make bread and his mother's gumbo

2. His bedroom is big enough for him to fit a king sized bed easily. He is a sprawler when he sleeps and he cannot be happier to sprawl across never ending expanse.

3. His hot neighbour is perfect.

[fismoll7secinv]

Thank you @antique-forvalaka for tagging me! This one’s really fun :O

List the first lines of your last 20 stories. See if there are any patterns and choose your favorite opening line!

More or less chronologically, starting from the latest. I noticed that between all of those I wrote many poems but I chose only prose for this:

A loud bang resounded in the room and the wall trembled as a man was shoved at it. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

Two men dashed on the empty road. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

"I wish I could say I never left.” (WIP, ofmd gentlebeard, meeting post s1:’))

A glint of a blade flashed in the lantern’s light as a sword got unsheathed in the dead of the night. (WIP, for Of all the transmigrations why am I a prisoner? by 1111)

“So, you decided to come back.” (WIP, qi ye xiyuan)

She walked through the forest. (original short horror story)

“Guillermo. On Halloween this year I shall dress as the mainstream imagery of vampires known from Twilight!” (ao3, wwdits nandermo)

He screamed and thrashed, clawed, and banged on the lid, particles of dust broke off of it, fell on his face and mixed with his tears, while material above clung to his fingertips. (ao3, wwdits nandermo)

It was finally going to happen. (WIP, wwdits nandermo, nandor turning guillermo into a vampire 👀)

Nandor’s room was almost completely drowned in darkness, illuminated only by a few candles standing in a bundle on the other side of the room. (ao3, wwdits nandermo)

“You’ve got to be kidding me.” (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

The evening sun began to set, warming the lush green landscape with fiery colors. (WIP on tumblr, tyk wenzhou)

Zhou Zishu put down his brush and looked at his work critically, scanning it for mistakes and nodding to himself thoughtfully. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

A seal finally lets go and falls to the ground. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

Their laughter started fading away after another heartful bout, echoing for another moment throughout the otherwise silent room. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

“Ah-Xu, don’t ever leave me…”. (ao3, tyk wenzhou)

She looked up and she saw a beautiful creature falling from the sky. (a short thing for a friend’s invader zim au)

He laid on his back on the ground, with limbs stretched wide apart, still heaving from the last fight. (WIP, original short for writing prompts)

The villain’s back slammed against the wall, knocking the breath out of their lungs. (original short for writing prompts)

The kid finally started being annoying with her undying attention and the boy- (original short for writing prompts)

As for the patterns I see that I either start with a character’s line or setting the scene (with an action or a description of the surroundings). Often a short line.

I’d say my fav is 3 or 4. 

An additional observation is that some of these lines rhyme lmao?? Like:

A glint of a blade flashed in the lantern’s light as a sword got unsheathed in the dead of the night.

He laid on his back on the ground, with limbs stretched wide apart, still heaving from the last fight.

He screamed and thrashed,  clawed, and banged on the lid, particles of dust broke off of it, fell on his face and mixed with his tears, while material above clung to his fingertips.

I know I tend to do it despite not planning to but it was funny to see that it’s even more often than I thought.

Not sure who to tag but if you feel like it @theyilinglaozus @scorpionkings @minnarr @silver-colour @a-very-fond-farewell @wikipedie @maidofmetal 

[olivelo]

What are the demons slayer characters reactions to fireworks?

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I got a little carried away with it, sorry it took so long lmao ;-;

How I think the Demon Slayer characters would react to fireworks (canon universe)

The entire Kamado family loves fireworks, and they love to run around with sparklers and firecrackers.

Inosuke got scared the first time he saw a firework show, but after an explanation from Zenitsu he came to adore and respect these sparkly, flying gods of the sky.

Zenitsu doesn't like the ones with a really quiet and tense lead up (no jump scares for him, please and thank you) but he loves the really bright waterfalls of sparks. He'd give anything to be able to watch a firework show with Nezuko, just the two of them.

The really loud ones scare Kanao, but you can see her eyes light up in awe after they explode. She would have been timid at first, but after watching Tanjiro and Nezuko successfully throw and catch a sparkler, she joined in with their antics.

Genya and Sanemi both adore fireworks. They love watching the bursts of colour and light in the sky; it's calming for them. Sometimes, they'll take their family out to a peaceful place to watch the display and have a picnic of sorts.

It also helps both of them to occasionally go for a walk alone to watch from a distance.

Although he doesn't like to admit it, Giyuu is mesmerised by fireworks. The first time Sabito gave him a sparkler, he couldn't stop smiling. Whenever he feels down, he'll light a candle or something to remind him of those times.

Sabito laughs at Giyuu when he gets scared from a loud explosion (that is, until he gets scared from the next one).

When they were younger, Giyuu, Sabito and Makomo used to run through festivals holding firecrackers. Nowadays they go up to the hills and admire them as close to the sky as they can be (pls why did that make me tear up-😭).

Shinobu and Kanae love to go to festivals to watch the fireworks, and tease each other when they get scared.

If Shinobu is too busy with her patients, she, Kanae, Aoi, Sumi, Kiyo and Naho will hold a little festival of their own. It really brightens everyone's day, and the patients love to see their carers look so relaxed and happy.

Mitsuri and Obanai love to sit in an open field, cuddle up to each other and watch the fireworks. Obanai loves how Mitsuri's eyes reflect the intricate patterns of the sparks, and how her face just softens as she smiles.

Muichiro and Yuichiro love to watch the fireworks, and although they get caught by a few jump scares, they love guessing what colour the firework will be and what kind.

Himejima isn't particularly fond of firework shows, as sometimes the noise can catch him off guard. However, if he is with a trusted companion, he will ask them to describe it to him. He loves to hear the excitement and awe in their voice.

Uzui and his wives absolutely adore going to firework shows and just being able to relax as a family (it would be a beautiful moment to witness).

Rengoku would take Senjuro to festivals to see the fireworks. They’d laugh at each other when they got sacred, and overall, it’s a great brotherly bonding moment. 

Rui and his (human) family loved going to festivals together to watch the fireworks. Rui and other children liked to guess what shape the firework would be, and the adults liked to relax and admire the creations. It was one of the few things he could freely enjoy, being sick. 

As a demon, whenever he was lonely, he liked to set off a single firework and watch the rain of sparks from the top of a tree. He had to do this alone, as none of the spider family was fond of the bright light or the loud noise. 

Enmu enjoys sitting on top of a building or other tall structure and draw/photograph the fireworks.

In the Entertainment District, I would expect there would be a lot of fireworks, so Daki and Gyutaro are used to them. However, that doesn't take away the aesthetic value, and the two enjoy watching fireworks from a rooftop when they need a breather.

If you’ve read most or all of the manga, you would remember Hakuji’s (Akaza’s) promise to take Koyuki to see the fireworks, so obviously he loves them. However, they can also be a painful reminder of his ‘failure’ to protect Koyuki, so he is also somewhat scared of them.

When Akaza feels lonely, sad, or wants to reminisce, if he can light a firework or go see a firework show, he will. It helps him to relax and let out his emotions and internal pain (he just needs a hug honestly). 

Douma isn’t really a fan of the loud noise of a firework, he finds it distracting and somewhat annoying. However, he does admire their beauty, and sometimes likes to match the colours of his favourite firework with paint colours so he can really express its value to him. 

Yoriichi and Michikatsu (Kokushibo) used to watch the fireworks when they were younger, and they were always mesmerised by the power and beauty of such creations. They would speak of their favourite fireworks for days after seeing a show. 

Like Akaza, whenever Kokushibo wants to remember his past, or relive the feeling of being younger, he’ll light a firework, or find a display he can view from a distance. He can get rather emotional, so he goes alone. 

After Michikatsu (Kokushibo) became a demon, Yoriichi would often go to watch a firework show to remind him of his brother. It helped him to feel at peace. 

Tamayo and Yushiro like to light small fireworks for their patients, as the excitement and awe that fireworks can produce within people seems to help in their recovery. 

The two of them love to light a single sparkler every now and then, and set it in the ground and watch it slowly die out. After that, they love to sit on the stairs or the roof to watch the stars. 

When Muzan was human, I think that fireworks would have been a source of happiness and internal calm for him. Being terminally ill, he would have needed something that would help him to momentarily forget his inevitable death, and fireworks may have been just it. 

As a demon, I don’t think Muzan would like fireworks. They remind him too much of his past, and the bright light is a little concerning. 

How I think the Demon Slayer characters would react to fireworks (modern universe)

Uzui and Rengoku are the ones lighting the fireworks. Even illegally. They love it.

A sudden burst of fireworks will scare the absolute shit out of Zenitsu, so he'll usually ask Inosuke (or someone else intimidating) to go yell at whoever set them off. Inosuke would end up joining them, just to piss off Zenitsu.

Kanao and Nezuko often get caught off guard by fireworks, so they can be a little sceptical at the idea. However, once they get used to them, they have an amazing time.

Tanjiro loves fireworks. His parents took him to a festival when he was little, and he can never get enough of them.

Genya and Sanemi love going to see fireworks, but them moment someone sets one off in the middle of the night, they're both pissed.

Giyuu hates when random people set off fireworks. Even on Christmas/New Year's. He doesn't mind official firework shows though, probably because Sabito and Makomo force him to go with them.

Shinobu loves to watch fireworks, she finds them relaxing, and they distract her from the stress in her life. She usually ignores the random people setting them off, she doesn't have time for that.

If someone random is setting off fireworks near her house, Kanae will go outside to remind them to be careful. No setting fire to the park, please!

Firework dates are a favourite for Mitsuri and Obanai. They love to pack a picnic and gaze at the clearing sky afterwards too.

Muichiro and Yuichiro love lighting sparklers on special occasions, and if someone's setting off fireworks near their house, they're at the window in seconds trying to spot them.

Himejima likes to know what's going on when it comes to fireworks, so he will typically have a friend with him to keep him informed. He tends to ignore the random bursts of sparks at the end of the street on Tuesday nights.

Rui adores fireworks. Last new years, his mother gave him a sparkler to hold, and he's never been the same since. In a good way, I mean.

Enmu loves to go solo to firework festivals, and he brings a really expensive camera with him. He love to photograph the fireworks and post the pictures on his Instagram.

I hate to say it, but Daki and Gyutaro are those two problem children that go around lighting fireworks in the middle of the night, just to piss everyone off.

Akaza can and will fight anyone who disturbs him with fireworks, however, he gives the some leeway on special occasions. When the fireworks are legal, he doesn't mind them, and he loves to take Koyuki out to see them.

Douma loves to watch fireworks, and I think they would be an important aspect of celebration to him. He likes to listen to the distant crackle of a firework on a quiet night.

Yoriichi and Michikatsu, even as adults, will gladly run through the streets on special holidays holding sparklers. It brings back memories from when they were little, and the whole neighbourhood will join them in their antics. 

Tamayo loves to hand out sparklers to the children in the neighbourhood. Yushiro gets annoyed at the kids for giving Tamayo so much attention, but he recognises how happy it makes her, so he allows it. The kids end up dragging him along with them, and although he acts like he hates it, he’s really having a good time. 

Muzan still isn’t a fan of the loud, distracting noise, but he knows that on holidays, he can’t stop anyone from setting off fireworks, so he’ll just try to ignore it. 

Again, I am so so sorry this took so long. Hope you enjoyed!

[jimines]

for the ask game 2, 7, 16, 21, 30

2. What is your least favourite set you've made?

i have two answers, first is any gif set i've ever made before late may 2021, second is this one😭

7. Who are your top 3 gif makers?

we are scratching out that 3 and making it a 5 as was done the last time someone asked me this bc i cant make tough decisions so i am opting out and choosing all of them </3

@taehyungq - mel and her pretty natural colourings and all her comps and the ot7 content i live for it T-T and she creates so much content throughout the week, what would we do without her ????? asdfghjkl 👁️👄👁️

@honsool - listen i could talk about jay's pretty earthy colourings until i am blue in the face it's so nice and satisfying to look at and so so unique💞

@hyunsung - idk how else to describe mona's creations other than flawless, like everything about them is so perfect ??? colouring, quality, speed, size.. evERYTHING 👁️👄👁️

@jung-koook - i am a hoe for three things when it comes to gifs; (1) consistency, (2) sharpness, and (3) dark colourings, and sky somehow always aces all three ???? S.O.R.C.E.R.Y. 😤😤

@kimtaegis - annie, the queen of big gifs and vibrant colourings. i love the way she colours her gifs and i can almost always tell a set is her's at first glance, especially when she does that thing with their lips where they just pOP 👁️👄👁️

16. How long have you been making gifs?

if you mean just in this fandom, then since january 2021, so a year total. if you meant just in general, i started gif making back in 2016 and stopped for like 3yrs in 2018 lmao idk what that adds up to

21. PSDs or original colouring for each gif?

I have a base psd i use on almost all of my gifs, but sometimes they don't work no matter how i adjust it and i have to start from scratch. i'd say they're all original colourings on my gifs bc each one, with or without that base, is coloured differently and uses different adjustments than the last

30. How frequently do you like to post?

ideally id like to post daily but school and my dumb brain inhibit that lmao i'm working to start posting every other day instead since that seems a bit more manageable for me (:

send me a number from this list of questions for gif-makers🌻

[riversofmars]

Time for more self-indulgent fic! All I can say is... writing Qudditich is bloody hard lmao!

The Shape Of Things To Come

Chapter 3: Adrenalin Rush

“Let’s go, Slytherin!”

Liv smiled to herself as she entered the Great Hall for breakfast. It was match day! The student body was abuzz with excitement, dressing in their house colours and hyping each other up for the game. Match days were when Liv truly felt like her house came together and got over the bickering and infighting. They were also the days when - as captain of her house team - she was beyond a doubt one of them, welcome and wanted, and it felt incredible. In the day-to-day, among the little squabbles and her insecurities, she often forgot what that felt like: to be representing your house and be proud of it.

She smoothed her green and silver Quidditch robes, embroiled with the house crest and her captain’s badge, and sat at the Slytherin table to cheers of greeting.

“Feeling confident?” Kit asked, passing the scrambled eggs with a grin. There was excitement in the air and they were all caught up in it.

“Against Ravenclaw? Piece of cake,” Liv retorted with a smirk as she piled eggs onto her plate, in need of a good breakfast.

“That’s what we like to hear!” came shouts from down the table.

“And you’re okay? Your arm-” Kit watched her movements with a frown, trying to assess how much they could really rely on her.

“Is completely fine,” Liv interrupted her, skewering bacon with her fork.

“Didn’t look like it the other day,” the Eleven huffed, a few seats down and the Head Girl shot him a glare.

“I could break your nose if you don’t believe me. But it would be a bit short notice to find another Beater now,” she bit back. There was a moment of silence among the Slytherin team, then they all broke out laughing.

“That’s what I love about you, Chenka. Your wonderful sense of humour,” the Eleven snickered and even Liv laughed along, rolling her eyes to herself, but in the end she found herself swept up in the house spirit and excitement.

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It was a beautiful autumn day out on the Quidditch pitch. It was brisk and windy but the sun was out and the stands around the stadium were filled to the brim with students and school staff. Liv shielded her eyes from the sun as they marched out onto the pitch. They met the Ravenclaw team in the middle of the large field.

“Doctor,” Liv greeted the captain of the opposing team with courtesy and extended her hand to him.

“Liv,” the Doctor smiled and took her hand. It wasn’t exactly the first time they’d faced each other on the pitch or around the school in general. The Doctor was not only Ravenclaw’s long standing Seeker but also Head Boy alongside her. “Nice day for it,” he commented and she smirked:

“Yeah. Shame you’re gonna be spending the rest of it crying your eyes out.”

“Fighting talk,” he laughed but surely had expected nothing less.

“Always,” she winked and climbed on her broomstick.

“Good game,” he smiled, mirroring her action.

“Good luck,” she grinned. “You’ll need it.” And she pushed herself up off the ground, soaring up into the sky.

Quidditch was a fast and furious game, best not to be played when not in prime physical condition. Liv was happy to find that she was fully recovered at last. Her grip was firm around the Quaffle as she chased towards the Ravenclaw goal posts. She passed the ball to one of the other Chasers, blocking the Keeper’s way, and enabled her teammate to score. While she was single-minded in many ways, that was not her playing style, not predominantly. She worked to create opportunities for her teammates and spurred them on, it was what made them such a successful Chaser trio and what had put them up by a hundred points already.

“Keep at it!” She called to the other Slytherins. It was all a matter of tactics too, every team had different strengths and weaknesses and styles of play. Against Ravenclaw they had to score fast and hard as the Doctor was certainly the superior Seeker. There was a good chance he would catch the Snitch so if they wanted to win, they had to put distance between them on the scoreboard. So far, it was working.

The Eleven was certainly putting his violent tendencies to good use as he was shooting the Bludgers all over the place, in the Doctor’s direction more often than not, distracting him from his vital task.

Liv leaned forward on her broom, accelerating towards their own goal posts as the Ravenclaw Chasers launched their counter attack.

Accomplishing a lead of over 150 points was a tall order, it meant they had to minimize their opponent’s chances of scoring. Liv wasn’t a huge fan of defensive play. She liked to think of it as offensive, only that the goal wasn’t scoring, but taking the Quaffle off the other team. So she dove beneath the opposing Chaser heading for their hoops and cut up from underneath him, right in front she shot up, startling her opponent to make him pull his broom upwards to evade a crash. He lost control of his broom and the Quaffle, left with the choice of falling or dropping the ball. From that, it was a simple matter of chasing the Quaffle down and carrying it back to the opposing goal posts. The crowd cheered at her score and Liv grinned, basking in the success, as her housemates chanted her name, like they used to do for her sister.

The game wore on, every minute that passed was a minute closer to a Slytherin victory as the Ravenclaw team fell further and further behind. They were up by 150 points when Liv spotted the Doctor nose-diving. She whistled at her team-mates, drawing their attention who immediately realised what was going on. The Slytherin Seeker dove after him and the Eleven did too, seemingly determined to run the Doctor off his broom if needed.

Liv whipped around in search of the Quaffle, only to find Ravenclaw scoring.

“Shit,” she breathed and accelerated towards their hoops. They needed two more scores, and quickly.

“Liv!” Kit yelled and threw the Quaffle at her. Liv caught the ball and tucked it under her arm. Instead of doing a sharp turn, she flew a somersault, evading a Bludger and a Ravenclaw Chaser in the process. She chased towards the opposing hoops, straight for it not to waste any time, nearly knocked over the Keeper and scored.

Now, it was a matter of the Ravenclaw Keeper putting the Quaffle back into play and of course they were taking their sweet time, hoping the Doctor would catch the Snitch. Liv looked around to see what was happening. The Doctor and the Eleven were neck in neck and the Slytherin Seeker was swerving around them, trying to get ahead to the Snitch, but he couldn’t get past. The Ravenclaw was inching forward and Liv spotted the faint gold flicker, just ahead of him.

That was when the Quaffle flew over Liv’s head and was caught by one of the Ravenclaw Chasers, the Keeper had taken advantage of her moment of inattentiveness.

Liv ground her teeth and charged forward, there was no way she was going to lose this game at the very last second. Desperate times called for desperate measures. Without concern for her own safety, or indeed for her opponent’s, she knocked into them in mid-air. The other player yelled at her but she couldn’t make out the insults anyway, not with the wind whistling past them at high speed. She forced him to the side. Even if she wasn’t going to score again, at least she wouldn’t allow Ravenclaw to either. If the Doctor ended the game by catching the Snitch now, they would remain tied. The Ravenclaw Chaser tried to pull them around but Liv had the better angle and she pushed him further over still as they headed straight for the high stands.

Liv held her nerve and her opponent seemed to realise she wouldn’t let up, so, playing for time, he took the coward’s way out. He dumped the Quaffle, throwing it to the ground below where it would hopefully take too long for anyone to recover it.

Liv took a sharp nosedive at high speed, racing towards the ground chasing after the Quaffle, she knew she only had seconds. Once it hit the grass, the game was as good as lost. The ground was coming closer and closer but her sole focus was the red ball. She reached out, caught it and threw it up as hard as she could. She didn’t need to check to see if one of her teammates was there to catch her pass, she knew they would be. They were a great team after all. She was more concerned with trying to pull her broom up before crashing headfirst. She got her broom level but not quickly enough and she smashed into the grass.

High above, another score for Slytherin was called and only moments after - the end of the game.

“Yes!” Liv grinned, rolling over onto her back, laying spread-eagle in the grass. The soft ground had cushioned her fall somewhat and she took a deep breath, glad to find no sharp pains. Madame Pomfrey probably would have had her head if she had turned up at the Hospital Wing again today. No, there was just some general discomfort from knocking into the ground but nothing major. She sat herself up, brushing  mud and grass off her stained robes as the other players started landing around her.

“That was reckless,” the Doctor commented, who was the first to offer her a hand.

“Worked though,” Liv grinned but took his hand and he pulled her up.

“Still stupid,” he chuckled but acknowledged the result that was blared across the stadium, followed by deafening Slytherin cheers.

“Well, there is a reason why I’m not a Ravenclaw,” she laughed and the Doctor - being the honourable man Liv had come to know him as in their years of competing against each other - congratulated her success and rejoined his teammates, just as her own team caught up with her.

“Gutsy move, Liv,” Kit hugged his arm around Liv’s shoulder and gave her a squeeze.

“Great team win, honestly, all of you, well done!” Liv complimented her team with a wide grin as they all gathered around her.

“Yeah well, can’t have you getting all the laurels, can we?” The Eleven replied but even he seemed in relatively good spirits.

“Merlin forbid,” Liv rolled her eyes but grinned anyway, swept up in the elation of their win.

“I think it’s time we get to the Common Room and celebrate!” Kit interrupted and the Head Girl laughed:

“Yes, let’s.”

They didn’t bother getting changed, wearing their Quidditch robes like badges of honour, as they made for the castle. The other Slytherins were surrounding them, chanting, cheering their victory. Liv let her gaze wander through the crowd, basking in the joy and excitement. The first step towards winning the Championship, that could be the crowning achievement of her final year. As she caught sight of a familiar face in the crowd, she slowed her steps.

“I’ll catch up with you in a minute,” she told Kit who looked around, confused as to why she had stopped.

“But Liv,” he protested and she called back:

“Just a second!” She stepped out of the flock of Slytherins and found herself face to face with Helen Sinclair, who had been making her way back to the castle as well.

“How’s the arm?” Helen opened the conversation before Liv had the chance to. She gave a little smirk which seemed to be directed at the state of Liv’s robes and reached out to brush off some dirt from her shoulder.

“Fine, thanks,” the Head Girl chuckled and brushed her windswept hair back. It was unruly and stuck to her sweaty brow. She realised she had to look quite the mess but she was past caring, still overcome by the euphoria of winning.

“You didn’t break it again, did you?” Helen commented teasingly, tilted her head.

“Nah, that was half as bad as it looked, really no bother.” Liv waved it off smugly. She knew she was probably going to feel it in the morning, her muscles ached and there was bound to be some bruising but nothing was seriously damaged and that was the main thing. Also, she wasn’t about to admit that she was in pain, not after she had embarrassed herself in front of her the way she had. For reasons she hadn’t quite figured out yet, she felt a need to impress her. Judging by the look in Helen’s eyes that Liv wasn’t oblivious to, she had done just that. She felt a strange thrill when she realised the other student seemed taken by her appearance.

“You don’t have to constantly act like such a hard-arse you know,” Helen commented and Liv gaped:

“I don’t act like that!” She shot back, playfully affronted.

“You do. Like you have something to prove,” Helen insisted and crossed her arms in front of her chest. I do have something to prove , Liv was going to reply but she thought better of it.

“No, that’s just my charming personality,” Liv hummed, almost flirty. “And one of my evil Slytherin traits.”

“Self-destructiveness is a Slytherin trait, is it?” Helen played the ball right back as they fell into a comfortable pattern of banter and Liv marvelled at how easily conversation flowed between them.

“Could be,” the Head Girl grinned. “Right up there with being a hard-arse.” She winked.

“Right,” Helen laughed. “You ought to get yourself cleaned up. That fall didn’t do you any favours.” She reached out again and this time she wiped a smudge of grass and dirt off her cheek. Liv found she enjoyed the touch far more than she had expected. She wet her lips subconsciously as she answered:

“I promise no incantations in the bathroom this time,” she hummed. Perhaps it was still the euphoria from winning but thoughts of a fun time in a bathtub filled her mind, a fun time with a pretty girl. Helen was very pretty indeed… How had she never noticed that before?

“Better not, as I won’t be there to help you,” Helen chuckled in response and chased away the sacrilegious thoughts the Head Girl had indulged for a moment. “I better go.” She looked up the path to where some of her Gryffindor friends appeared to be waiting for her. “Well done, very impressive win.” She gave her a parting smile and wave.

“Thanks!” Liv called after her as she watched her walk away. She took a deep breath as she watched her go and wondered where the hell those thoughts had sprung from. She shook her head to herself to clear her mind.

“What was that about?” Kit asked when Liv caught back up with the Slytherins. He had hung back for her and demanded an explanation.

“What?” The Head Girl shot back defensively.

“Sinclair. What have you got to do with her?” He asked. Obviously he had watched them.

“Oh, nothing really,” Liv waved it off as they walked. Kit, however, didn’t seem to be prepared to drop the issue.

“You know you might not want to be seen with her,” he carried on.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She got defensive. She had only talked to her.

“I know how you get around cute girls,” Kit carried on and Liv rolled her eyes.

“How do I get?”

“All that adrenalin from the game? Perhaps you were looking to let off some steam?” He teased and she jabbed her elbow into his side.

“I wasn’t!” She shot back. “Not that it’s any of your business!” She blushed a little but kept her gaze fixed forward, not to be drawn in.

“Alright, alright, but still,” Kit carried on: “Do you know her family background, she’s not even…”

“It’s fine, Kit, you really don’t have to worry. I have no intention of consorting with a Gryffindor, no matter how pretty,” Liv sighed as they climbed the steps to the castle.

“So you think she’s pretty?” He prompted with raised eyebrows.

“I have eyes,” she replied sarcastically. “But I’m not interested. I have plenty to deal with already in my final year, I can do without that drama.” And she meant that. She had school to focus on. Getting a girlfriend was the last thing on her mind.

“I’m just saying, be careful with the friends you keep, not long until we will be out in the real world and things are shaping up to be quite a bit different out there, mark my words,” Kit pointed out with a seriousness that surprised Liv. She frowned, unsettled by his implication. Surely, it was up to her who she consorted with? For a moment she considered having a go at him but in the end decided against picking a fight over it, there was no point as it wasn’t going to be an issue anyway.

“Duly noted.” She shrugged in response and turned her mind away from Helen Sinclair, towards the festivities in the Slytherin common room.

[symphonic-scream]

Okay so here's the summary of what happens in the first section of the ML Genshin au. If you're overly familiar with the lore of the game itself sorry in advance cause things are gonna be different. It's a mix of wanted to incorporate new ideas and I don't remember everything exactly lmao

This of course contains Spoilers for the first three Archon quests in Genshin Impact :) so there you've been warned. Also warning: long post. I'm sorry

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So the story starts with two travelers soaring through the skies, visiting world after world as they go. However their journey is cut short when they encounter a strange god in the heavens above one such world

The travelers hold out against her for as long as they can, but she gets the upper hand, capturing one of the two travelers. She seals away the powers of the other, trapping him in this world

Some time passes. Our traveler has spent his time trying to survive in the wild in this new world, and has now fished a strange creature up out of the sea. Some floating cat thing, that insists he's not a cat. He calls himself Plagg

Our traveler is blond, with striking green eyes. His outfit is very strange, looking kinda like,, a thick leather armour type stuff but softer. There are dark stars on his shoulders, wrists, on the belt, and in the centre of his chest, and his shirt cuts off at the base of his ribs. Pants are much the same, boots ending just below the knees, and he's got some fancy golden gloves and padding on the knees

The traveler explains what he remembers of his story to Plagg, introducing himself as Adrien. He's not of this world, and he's going to find his identical cousin Felix, who was taken by a strange god, no matter what it takes

Plagg decides to be his guide in this world, which he calls Teyvat, and agrees to help him find the god and his cousin. He explains that Teyvat is divided into seven Nations, each under the rule of one of seven gods called Archons, collectively "the Seven". The land they're in now is called Mondstadt, the nation belonging to the Archon of freedom. And Anemo, the element of wind

Plagg leads Adrien into a small valley, a statue resting in the middle of a small lake right in the centre. The guide calls it a Statue of the seven, this one modeled after Barbatos, the name used for the Anemo Archon. Plagg believes there's a chance the strange god could be one of the seven, so perhaps praying to the statue may give them some answers

However when Adrien gets close, he's infused with a strange power. He now has control over Anemo

This is odd to Plagg because in Teyvat, only humans with something called a vision can use elemental abilities. Visions are gifts from the Archons, used to show who has earned their favour through what's usually some inhuman feat or something like that I guess

The statue left more questions than answers, so Plagg decides they should try to find the god in person in the City of Mondstadt. However on their way to the forest that will lead to the city, a dragon flies overhead

Plagg decides a dragon is too much work to deal with and suggests they turn back, cause maybe your cousin will show up on his own- wait - hey come back here-

Adrien marches on, interested in meeting a dragon. He walks carefully through the trees, stopping short when he spots the dragon and a shorter figure

The person slowly approaching the dragon has their back to Adrien, with pinkish-red hair, wearing a somewhat fancy looking grey hooded jacket, black high boots, and dark cyan trousers. On their left shoulder, attached to their lapel, is a spring green/seafoam?? Kinda? Idk- coloured gem

Their hand is outstretched towards the dragon, who growls lowly as the figure shushes them. Adrien leans in to see better, snapping a twig beneath his boots. At the sudden noise the dragon shoots off into the sky, flying off. The figure whips around to face Adrien, summoning a sword from thin air (vision users can just do this?? There's really no explanation that I've cared to read haha). The figure turns and runs off into the woods after staring at Adrien for a moment

Adrien and Plagg continue on their way through the woods, coming out the other end with no other issues. Once they exit the forest, a woman is calling for their attention

She's dressed in for the outdoors, emerald kinda green overalls that are cut like shorts, white,, idk kinda like tights but thicker?? And brown boots, the same colour as the pretty much useless belt around her waist, where a bright green gem and little pouches rest. Under the overalls is a navy collared shirt, soft fabric, button open at the top, a brown half jacket (cut like a crop top) open over it. Dark hair in two pigtails, bright blue eyes

She introduces herself as Marinette, an adventurer assisting the Knights of Favonius, who protect the city, with keeping monsters at bay from the city. She asks Adrien what he and his, cat? ("IM NOT A CAT!") Are doing outside the city, and he tells her he's looking for his cousin, and maybe Barbatos

Marinette explains that they haven't heard from their god in years, and only recently have they gotten any sign that the Archon actually exists, with the first Anemo vision to be given out in ages and the dragon attacks

Adrien helps her clear out a little monster camp before they head into the city, with Marinette planning on taking Adrien to see the Acting Grand Master to see if she can help

But OH NO DRAGON ATTACK. Adrien hears a voice and suddenly he's got boosted abilities, flying (using a wind glider) up with the dragon, chasing it away from the city by blasting it with Anemo energy

When he lands Marinette asks him what the hell he just did, and someone else steps in, claiming they were about to say the same thing. This woman has orange cat ears sticking out of bobbed orange hair, and is wearing glasses over teal eyes

She's got a simple, dark blue jacket on over a light blue collared shirt, a brown vest between the two. Dark pants, tall metallic, silver boots, a small kinda waist cape?? Idk what they are but she's got one and it's white and furred. A pale baby blue vision hangs from the side of her belt

This is Sabrina, one of the Captains with the knights, Marinette explains. Sabrina escorts the two of them to the headquarters of the knights, claiming the Acting Grand Master wants to speak with them

The Acting Grand Master has long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, and tired blue eyes. She wears a long dark coat, an orangey brown vision just off the right shoulder. Under the jacket is a dark brown, thick blouse and vest combo. Her pants are a pale brown, and her boots are the same as Sabrina's. Her clothing looks rather lavish

The Acting Grand Master, Chloe, she insists they call her, listens to Adrien's tale. She explains she can help once things calm down with the whole dragon thing. He wants to help, but she can't just let him in for liability reasons and strikes a deal. If he can locate the one citizen that didn't check in and confirm their health after the attack, he earns honorary knight status

The knights and adventurers head out to seek out the temples of three of the four winds while Adrien and Plagg look for this missing person. They follow traces of Anemo energy, leading them to the roof of the knights headquarters where they come face to face with the figure from the woods, the missing citizen

The citizen attempts to run, but they stop her and say the knights are looking for her. The figure cautiously introduces herself as Alix Kubdel, watching the duo cautiously

Plagg speaks first breaking the silence, asking her about what she was doing with the dragon. You know, the dragon that attacked the city? Got an explanation for that?

Alix hesitates but explains that she was trying to calm down the dragon, bond with it. When asked why, she finally explains that she's the New Anemo Archon, and she's still getting used to what she has to do

New? What do you mean new? Plagg kinda hounds at her, Adrien apologizes, and Alix says the last Archon died, and she was eventually chosen as a replacement

By now the knights are returning from the temples and Adrien takes Alix in to talk with Chloe to convince her that they don't need to kill "Stormterror", the name given to the dragon by the city. Alix corrects them, stating his name is Dvalin

Alix has to reveal to Chloe as well that she's the new Archon in order to convince her to let them try Alix's "bonding plan", and they set into action. The group sets off for the lair of the dragon, to confront him headon

Adrien fights the dragon the same way as before, realizing Alix was the one that gave him the ability to do the funky blasting and flying, and then they've got him weak enough that Adrien can do some weird otherworldly healing thing on him

Apparently the dragon was poisoned by the monsters from the Abyss, and was under their orders. Without the aid of the Archon he couldn't fight it, but now that he's met the new Archon, Alix, all is great and dandy and they have a fun chat

They all head back to the city to celebrate, but they're ambushed by a group called the Fatui from one of the other nations, Schnezneya. During the ambush a woman known as Signora, one of the Harbingers who executes the will of the Cryo Archon, gets a hold of Alix

She snatches something called a gnosis from her, leaving her weak on the ground as they flee. The gnosis, uh, it holds like,, uh, the godly powers of an Archon? It's what makes em an Archon I guess? Sorta? Anyways Alix's was stolen so she doesn't have it now

And that's pretty much it. Alix goes to heal at this big ass tree and advises Adrien fo go check out the next nation, Liyue, and their Archon Morax, to see about his cousin and thats it

Adrien would do other stuff before leaving including meeting two Alchemists and helping them explore a mountain, assisting the two owners of the Harmony Tavern with some bullshit and all that but yeah

This is a very condensed version, of the events, but anymore detail and this would be that much longer lmao

If you have any questions comments complaints or whatever let me know. Sorry this was long I tried to condense it as best I could,

[futurewriter2000]

Heartless - pt. 15

A/N: New year, new me! No, jk. Lmao, Imma try to post more frequently but man it’s so hard to actually put myself behind the computer. But part 15 is out and I’ll try to post part 16 soon. Hope you like it. 

XX

 ‘ “Gorgeous, isn’t it?”

You turned away from the angelic view of the sea to those green eyes that seemed to pierce your soul. Your smile faded, your eyes rolled back. 

“Can’t you let me enjoy my dreams for once?” you rubbed your arms and hugged them, due to the strong wind that blew away your white dress and your hair. 

The two of you walked forwards, one to another. He kept his hands in his pockets and swung his feet along the tall grass. “You think you’re dreaming this?”

“I’m asleep, aren’t I?”

“Do you even know where you are?” he wiggled his eyebrows at you, showing off his smirk. 

“Somewhere.” you turned around at the view, seeing the sun rise higher up in the sky as the waterfall far away from you caught your attention. Your eyes drifted to the gigantic rocky hill then back to the green of his eyes. 

“Faroe Islands.” he spoke amusingly. “Danemark.” he walked past you and to the edge of the cliff. “My mother took me here when I was around...” he turned back to you over his shoulder and saw you looking at him with wide eyes. “Twelve.” he finished, turning his gaze upon the sea. “It’s my safe place.” 

Your brows furrowed, your feet willingly walking to his side. “Then why did you brought ME here?” 

“Because I want you to trust me.” 

“I would never.”

“But you do.” he turned to you with his whole body facing you, his energy soft and safe, his hold on your shoulder was tender, gentle even as his eyes kept reading into yours. “You do know we are Legilimen. I can feel you. I cannot only see your mind- I can see your emotions, your fears, your vulnerability.”

“And so do I.” you put your hands on his cheeks and ran your hands through his thick, curly hair. “I can feel your heartbeat racing whenever you are with me. You’re in love with me.”

And thought you could feel his fear rushing in, he did not let it take over for long. Courage replaced his whole-self and you could feel the safety of him wash you over like that waterfall far from both of you. “I might fancy you- yes but love? That’s a bit extreme, don’t you think (y/n)?” he now mirrored your hands and cupped your cheeks as well and the two of you felt closer than you had ever felt with anybody in your entire life... even with Sirius. “I can feel your heart racing as well. I can feel you like nobody else- I understand you.” he leaned his head on the side of yours and kept whispering in your ear. “Don’t you understand?”

“No. I don’t. You’re cruel and vile. I would never be with you.” 

“And you’re a Potter- pureblood egoist with a hero complex who took in a blood-traitor. I would never be with you either but oh, darling I know you feel it.” he whispered so wonderfully in your ear that your hands gripped his shoulders and your knees started to give in. “And how many lifetimes you get to feel this?” he said, pulling his lips away from your ear and to your forehead- giving it a tender, loving kiss that burnt your skin, lit your soul on fire. ‘

You woke up, bolting up in your bed and staring at nothing but the darkness. You were alone but his energy was still lingering on you like warmth, fading into cold breeze. You touched your forehead where his lips left a mark. Your fingertips gently brushed against it and your lips, despite the resilience, turned upwards. 

And your thoughts would wander to the feeling of his hair, to the colour of his eyes... to the softness of his lips and then you would wonder why him? From all people, Mulciber had to be the one to make you feel this way. 

And you contemplated about your connection with him until the morning light- until the sunlight kissed your windows and the rays of light flashed your eyes. Your feet swung themselves on the floor, carried you to the kitchen and with your thoughts far away from reality, your hands simply kept making you food. It was odd in a way, how used you were to the real world, doing daily things such as making breakfast. You haven’t even noticed you finished it until you were sitting behind the table and finding yourself being watched by other family members. 

It seemed you were still stuck in 5D world, present elsewhere but your physical body was here, behind the table. 

You felt a flick on the side of your forehead and it shook you- the whole vision crumbling down like rocks as you were finally awake- finally in this world- material world. 

“What the fuck?” James couldn’t help himself meanwhile your father shot him a glare.

“Watch your language, James!” 

“Okay. What the duck?” 

Act normal. “What?” you dug into your scrambled eggs and started to eat. “Oh my God, dad!”  you tried to distract everybody from yourself. “Mrs. Holloway asked about those documents of the newest potion your brewing. She said that the dates do not match the timeline and she thinks you might have time travelled- which was totally odd because she’s is some barmy old lady that I still do not know why works at the Ministry when she could easily retire-”

“Time travel?” your father scoffed, laughing. “Sure, I would love but I don’t have any objects or experiences to do it- plus time travelling is dangerous.”

“Like I said- barmy.”

“She isn’t that barmy, (y/n).” he tried to be nice but you could see him agreeing with you through his words. 

“Who the hell is Mrs. Holloway?” your mother asked, glaring at your father. 

“I thought I explained this.” you smiled at your mother’s jealous, taking another bite at the eggs. “A barmy old lady who works at the Ministry.”

“I still want to know what the-”

“Oh, what’s the time?” you cut James off, seeing the fury rise up in the redness of his cheeks and the tension between his brows. “I have to get ready. I’m going out with Nina.”

“Stop ignoring me!” James raised his voice but his father shot him another glare. 

“James. Tone down.”

“Didn’t you see her like 5 minutes ago?!”

“Beautiful, aren’t I?” you teased, making him roll his eyes and other stiffen their laughter. 

“Don’t be- OI! Get back here!” he started stomping after you as you quickly ran to your room and turned on the radio. He barged in with a furious look on his face. “I will not be ignored.”

“Ignored? James Potter?” you started to goad him a bit, feeling your anger bubble as well, due to him sticking his nose into everything. 

“Tell me what’s going on!”

“I’m going out with Nina. Last week before school starts.” you shrugged. 

“Not that! Tell me what’s going on with you! Why are you so odd! Why do you keep hiding things from me! What happened that stupid night and what the hell was Mulciber and his arse of a father doing here!”

“I dunno.” you turned around and started making your bed. “Ask dad.” 

“Bullshit!” he exploded. 

“It’s none of your business, James!” you exploded as well. 

“Hell, of course it’s my business! You brought those bloody twats into our home! You’re the reason they’re here!”

“Just bog off, James!” you started shoving him out of your room. “Get out of my room!”

“No!” he started to shove your hands away from you. “It’s not fair for mum and dad and Moody to know but not your own twin brother!” 

“KNOW WHAT?!”

“KNOW SOMETHING!”

“THERE ISN’T ANYTHING TO KNOW! THERE ISN’T SOMETHING! YOU’RE BEING PARANOID!”

“I FEEL IT IN MY GUT, (Y/N)!”

“WELL, YOUR GUT IS WRONG!”

“NOT ABOUT THIS!”

“Oh, trust me James, if your gut ever gave a fuck about me, we wouldnt’ be here in the first place!”

“What does that supposed to mean?”

“You’re blind like a goat, James.” you rolled your eyes and crossed your arms over your chest. “There were plenty of times something was wrong that your gut didn’t detect. Mostly because it was too busy playing tag games in the woods.”

“What?”

“When you tell me why the hell are you running in the woods every night, maybe I’ll tell you why everything is happening here.”

“I can’t tell you that.”

“Exactly. That’s why I can’t tell you this either.”

“You don’t get it. It’s to protect someone.”

“Well, now you get it why I’m doing the same thing.”

“To protect me?”

“To protect all of you!”

“I don’t need to be protected!”

“Well, James- believe it or not, it’s not just you. I’m not pulling you into this.”

“I’m already pulled into it-”

“Oh, believe me. You are far from into it.” you shoved him out the door and slammed them to his face. 

He wanted to barge back in but it was as if they were glued to the wall. 

“Oh, really! I’ll find out sooner or later!”

“Stay out of my life, James!”

“YOU CAN’T DO THIS TO ME!” he shouted desperately, roaring through the door. “OPEN THE BLOODY DOOR, (Y/N)!” he kept shouting, feeling his eyes tear up and the lump in his throat prevent him from speaking any further. 

All he wants is to be by your side. If he wasn’t in the past, then he sure wants to be today... now- just... please (y/n)...

[talistheintrovert]

Oh my god. I cannot believe I’m here, this is crazy, but I hit 1k a little while ago and I am truly grateful to every single one of you. You are wonderful humans and I don’t deserve you but I’m so happy you all follow me. This blog is one of my favourite places to be and I love sharing it with all of you. 

The last follower celebration got a little out of hand, so this time I’m doing things a little differently!

1. I’m posting a 1k Celebration Fic, (a WIP that I’ve been promising to post for almost three years) and every chapter will be dedicated to a different wonderful human I’ve met through becoming mutuals on this app. It’s coming out really soon, so watch this space!! 

2. Instead of mini fics (which clearly don’t work, c’mon Talis, how are multiple fics over 20k possibly “mini”) I’m going to do aesthetics!

Rules and tags under the cut 💖💜💙

So, Rules:

must be following my bitch ass

reblog this post

non-mutuals pls try to limit to one request each (otherwise i might die, you saw how long it took me to finish my 666 fics) 😅

mutuals can request all three!

send an ask with one of the following:

For a character/ship moodboard, drop a 🎁 in my inbox. I love all of these fandoms but I may have missed some on that list, so if you desperately want something that’s not on there, just ask and I’ll see what I can do! Be as vague as specific as you like - songs and colour schemes are a big help though!

For a character/ship playlist drop in a 🎶 and I’ll create something I think encapsulates the character and/or ship. If you want some examples of previous character playlists you can find them here (although those are just t100, I’d love to branch out)!

For an aesthetic drop a 🔥 into my askbox. This can be anything you like - a mood, an element, a name aesthetic, a colour aesthetic, a song aesthetic, or anything in between! (specifics are good tho - if you come into my askbox with “blue aesthetic” there is literally no telling what you might get, depending on the day, so if you want something specific please let me know!) You might get a moodboard or a poem or a song cover or a drawing or some combination of all of them, plus anything else that springs to mind - it’s ALL FOR THE AESTHETIC BABEYYY 

Again, I just can’t believe you’re all following me and I feel so incredibly lucky to be here, this is honestly such a wonderful thing and it’s a bright spot in a world (and a year) full of darkness. 

I love y’all. 

I’m tagging some wonderful humans that make the world a better place just by existing in it: @clarkgriffon @fen-ha-fuck-you @chase-the-windandtouch-the-sky @little-oxford-st @foreverandalwayscrysis @still-watching @yourereallyhere @choose-wonkru @grumpybell @chants-de-lune @thebraveprincesspure @aainiouu @michaelgrantnash @braveprincess @chasethesun18 @goodqueenalys @hostagetakerandhistraitor @probably-voldemort @clarke-the-ferrari @solacelight @leiaslightsaber @goddess-clarke @griffinnblake @johnmurphysass @biconicclarkeyg @jmbelles @mamabearsdontthink @loveisalwayswise @baellamy @starboybellamy @blvke-bellamy @brennanblue @bellamyfknblake @galaxyblake @bellarkebc @thelittlefanpire @ravensluna @carrieeve @eyessharpweaponshot @pawprinterfanfic @nvermindiseeyou  @broashwhat @catastrophic-chloe @shaeheda @clo-heda @she-who-the-river-could-not-hold @galaxyblake @swainlake @life-astudyofhypotheticals @bellamynochillblake @sassmasterblake @matthevfairchild @shialablunt @lameblake @wankadi @bellamys11thfreckle @artenistic @bellofthesky @hellyeahbellarkee @sallysimpsons @historyofbellarke @moonaskingtostay @moprocrastinates @charmanderdiyoza @charmainediyoza @iwilltry-tocarryon @tonystarkys @lightcomingthroughthedarkness @ladyoldstones @biblarke @madmultiverse @taylor-morley @harpermacintyre @octaviahales @igotbellarkeforthat @captainwilldameron @captaindaddykru @bellarkhugs and anyone else who I forgot I’m sorry I love you too also also tumblr keeps trying to tell me I can’t tag this many people 💖💜💙 (pls let me know if you’ve changed urls, I queued this up a while ago lmao)

Special thanks to @fen-ha-fuck-you for making this 1k celebration banner for me and for always being here even when I’m being the most annoying person in the world (which happens a lot) I love u babe <3

[maenadmorelikemaerad]

final one, I promise! a playlist of songs that remind you of sunlight on the last day of autumn

this is,,, the most wholesome ask on the planet I love it so so much

edit: i have had to move to my laptop because for some reason i cant stop talking so i have to add this i am so so sorry...

1. Prière à l’éphémère by Barbara Pravi

This song is one of my favourites of hers at the moment and it is PERFECT for this for many reasons

She has a passage: "Les couleurs du ciel au couché. Les bleus, les roses, les orangers. Et la lune. Apprends de l'éphémère où se cache la beauté" which translates to (because i cannot speak french lmao) “The colours of sky at bedtime. The blues, the pinks, the orange trees. And the moon. Learn from the ephemeral where beauty hides." I love the sunlight, but i also know myself well enough to know that the nightime is where i find the most peace - there is beauty in the moon to me and this passage like i would be thinking about the beauty of the night when looking at the sunlight. I also love orange and yellow and all the autumnal colours - which is why the passage is perfect, autumn sunsets are earlier so i almost always watch them and the leaves are orange and red and i am just surrounded by my favourite colours all the time it is beautiful.

Another thing is she has the sound of birds (bc she loves birds which is cute) playing in the background of her song which is why i associate it with autumn - its the perfect time to hear the birds and to just sit in the calm of autumn listening to the birds whilst watching the last of the leaves fall off the trees??? so perfect to me.

Another passage: "Apprends de l'éphémère où se cache la beauté. Voir la nature. Abreuve-toi à sa source. Contemplez mieux pour. vivre. Comme il est bon de vivre" which translates to "Learn from the ephemeral where beauty hides. See nature. Drink from its source. Contemplate better to live. As it is good to live" this song is so beautiful and there are thousands of things i could pick from it but this by far is one of my favourite parts - autumn marks the beginning of a new year at uni and i always see that as almost a reset for me, my mental health and my year. The beginning of uni is always when i am at my best mentally and i know at that point i would be thriving of the idea that it is good to live.

The whole song itself is about seeing the beauty in nature - i feel that when thinking of the last day of autumn its when i love nature the most, i love autumn but i love winter more - walking in the cold all bundled up with a hot drink looking at frosted leaves, its my favourite time of year - its also when i see the most beauty in nature because usually im complaining about bugs in summer lmao. i dont know the song is perfect for this.

I think what i love about this song so much is the idea of not just finding beauty in nature but finding the beauty in everything, im intense and quite frankly a hopeless romantic, i would romanticise a trip to asda if i could, the idea of finding so much beauty in just the natural day to day of life, like colours or sunlight is so beautiful to me and this song encapsulates that idea perfectly.

Barbara quite literally has a song called prayer to the sun... however, i am restricting myself to one barbara song and i have used it up lmao

2. Songbird by Fleetwood Mac

whenever i see any sunlight it always makes me think of this song

"For you, there'll be no more crying. For you, the sun will be shining" two of the most iconic fleetwood mac lines in the world, the idea of listening to this whilst staring at the sunlight almost makes those lines mean more - the sun is shining for you - find comfort in it, find the beauty in it.

The thought of staring at the sunlight at the end of autumn is very comforting to me, it is my favourite time of year, and i know from experience how peaceful it all seems - this song has also always been a comfort to me - therefore, i feel that they would fit perfectly together.

3. Sunlight by Hozier

this is hands down one of my favourite hozier songs of all time

"oh, your love is sunlight." "hold me, carry me slowly, my sunlight" "the Icarus to your certainty. Oh my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight. Strap the wing to me. Death trap clad happily." i mean need i say more?

okay, i am now blanking - purely because as much as i want to i cant just answer this with "les prieres by barbara pravi" haha

ultimately, the theme here is peace - when thinking of staring at the sunlight at my favourite time of year, the line between my two favourite seasons most of the music to go along with this would be peaceful, so here are some songs i associate with peace - for many different reasons i wont make you hear now haha (i dont know how i have spoken so much on this post lmao)

4. Love Letters by Elvis Presley

5. I Sing for Things by Stevie Nicks

6. Beauty and the Beast by Stevie Nicks

7. Bella Donna... by... Stevie Nicks...

8. Moon River by Audrey Hepburn

9. Sweet Creature by Harry Styles

Also, anything from like folklore or evermore is perfect for this

there are so many more songs but i am blanking - i think the thing about this though is i wouldn't want to do it alone, sitting with someone in comfortable silence approaching winter glancing at the sunlight whilst listening to music in like the park is idk, i like the thought of it lets put it that way haha

i am so sorry though this post became a massive mess

[disaster-bay-leaf]

Ok so these were the cutest~ (ㆁωㆁ)

4, 6, 7, 9, 12, 19, 22, 23, 28, 33, 34, 46, 47, 52, 59, 60, 63, 66, 83, 87, 88, 93, 99

I kno I listed like....all of them lmao but feel free to answer whichever you want and ofc you can ask me in return Baybe ( ◜‿◝ )♡

uHUHUHUHU much content for me to answer, im happy bebe 💜💜💜✨

4 - how do you take your coffee/tea?

hm coffee either Very Black No Sugar (for the sleep deprived me) or iced latte three sugars and theres no in between

and as for tea its All Black Teas That Exist, cinnamon-flavoured especially (but basically all teas that come to mind when u think “autumn”), and rooibos!!! okay basically the only oke i dont like is any type of green tea (which is sad because they look cool but my tastebuds said ✨no✨)

6 - do you keep plants?

honestly id l o v e too because i love plants but,,, im kinda horrible at taking care of them though still way better than the majority of my family (research helps) so the only plant i own is kinda a small-palm-tree-looking thing in a bigass glass jar that i saved from my mother’s plant-destructing hands and its mostly doing well (the ends of its leaves are starting to be yellow tho and im worried:((( )

7 - do you name your plants?

yes!!! though the current one was named by my sister and its called “pickett” after fantastic beasts shsjjsj

9 - do you like singing/humming to yourself?

oh god oh dude you have n o idea

i have absolutely n o singing voice but its something i do constantly to give my brain the right amount of stimuli so basically i listen to music 24/7 and hum to myself 99% of that time

12 - whats your favourite planet?

oh i actually didnt think about this for so long but either pluto (hes a planet screw nasa) or saturn (RINGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) or venus (girls,,,and libra,,,)

19 - do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw in it?

okay im gonna be completely honest with yall and say that my every single try at keeping a journal failed spectacularly and i lost motivation after like a few months so my only journals rn are my fancy fake-leather-bound calendar to note tests and assessments into, a kinda roughed up notebook that i uses for noting down poems or scribbling or passing notes in class, and a kinda fancy bullet journal notebook that i used as a book of shadows for a while but since my fountain pen died i didnt touch it

22 - are you a morning person?

n o

i am so not a morning person but i wish i could be because honestly dawns are beautiful

but as it is rn im either sleep deprived all the time and loathe every second of being in an awake state or (if i have a few days of schoolbreak) my biological clock moves forward a few hours and i sleep 2am-10am

23 - whats your favourite thing to do on lazy days with zero obligations?

except for the fact that i dont remember the last time it happened, i would probably spend it drawing outside, watching anime with my sister and riding a bike around the forest

28 - sunrise or sunset?

i love sunrises because its so peaceful and everyone is asleep but also i subconsciously immediately correlate them with waiting for a train to take me to school (because thats basically the only time i see them) so its a bittersweet love especially with my fucked up biological clock

but sunsets are really really pretty too and i see them more often so i cant choose

33 - whats your fave pastry?

and isnt that a millior-dollar question dhsjjsjsj

either cinnamon rolls (i absolutely adore them) or that one specific type of cupcake-shaped-thing made out of shortcrust/bread/whatever its called and filled with vanilla pudding

34 - tell us about a stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?

awwww this is cute

okay so basically my two favourite stuffed animals (i still have them, they sit in my wardrobe) were two teddy bears (like maybe 20cm high each of them) and one was pure brown and the other was silver-brown and they had stereotypical polish male names “Waldek” (read. Valdek) and Stefan (i think tho im not sure if i remember correctly, my memory is a feeble thing sometimes

46 - tell us the worst pun you can think of

what dog would never bite you? a hot dog *badumtss*

47 - what food do you think should be banned from the universe?

huh a year ago id say pineapple pizza but i guess i dont hate pineapples that much anymore (tho putting them on pizza is still an abomination) but i think that if id ever want to get rid of anything it would be parsley, i hate that freakin herb (does it count as food tho)

52 - what are your favourite memes of the year so far?

the ever given for sure shsjshjsjsjsjjsj

but bullying tramp stamps is gold and pure tumblr energy too

as for fandom memes: im in love with all keeping-up-with-the-todorokis variations and the fact that the entire bsd fandom looked at fukuchi and said “biTCH” and thats one of the only things we’re unanimous about

59 - whats your favourite myth?

i always liked the kora/persephone myth (though demeter is an overbearing parent to the nth power), loki and thor crossdressing at a party to get mjolnir back, atalanta because shes a queen and id politely ask her to kick my ass, and cassandra because she deserved better, and theres a l o t more because alas i was a mythology nerd but this post is long enough for me not to make this section 20 times longer sjjsjsjsjsjks

but there are a lot of slavic myths that are very cool too, though we dont know that much about them as about the greeks for example

60 - do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?

o o o o h yeah i do like poetry because to create such a beautifully sounding thing with only words someone has to be a genius

some of my favs are: some works of nakahara chuuya (thank u bsd for introducing me to this man’s beautiful imagery in his works i swear to god the descriptions do it for me) (also his poem about having hangovers is a mood like i feel you buddy), the raven by ea poe (i know everyone likes it but hOLY DAMN THE INTER/INTRAVERSE RHYMES ARE LIKE,,, BREATHTAKING) (and aso im a slut for gothic horror), and many more but also That One Poem From Welcome To Nightvale about reaching the island in the west,,, only perfect vibes from it

63 - are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organised or kinda leave them be?

okay heres the thing. for anyone else both my playlist library and my bookshelf would be considered pure chaos of a mad man b u t they actually have a highly focused system which means that i sort them based on their vibes, lovability and (in case of books) their age and whether or not theyre a part of a series so i would say my bookshelf is rather organised (when a quarter of it isnt occupying my desk that is) and my music is more organised than not but sometimes it gets out of control and i have to sort it entirely again

66 - what would your ideal flower crown look like?

either entirely constructed of simple white daisies, entirely constructed of only white roses, or something that probably would win a “how many different coloured flowers can one fit in a flower crown” competition

or something purple (maybe not belladonna)

83 - whats some of your favourite album art?

god i dont know if it counts but hozier’s wasteland baby is probably one of my absolute favourites and no one shall beat that

“thrifted youth” (dalynn) and “standard deviation” (danny schmidt) have very aesthetic covers too

also the iconic p!atd too weird to live, too rare to die! album cover,,, its just iconic what can i say

and last but not least matt meason’s pink-and-black album covers (though bank on the funeral is really pretty too but like,,, “who killed matt meason” d o e s it for me and so does the 2017 tribulation single)

87 - what are some movies that you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?

this is such a hard question because im not a really cinematography-oriented gal but i suppose that (at the risk of not going deep enough into the cinema world):

- the princess bride

- inception

- night at the museum

- SPIRITED AWAY

- forrest gump

- truman show

- E.T. (i cried okay)

- the lord of the rings (because damn me if this isnt one impressive adaptation)

- parasite

and one more personal recommendation: “ready or not” with samara weaving because goddamn i dont usually watch this genre but holy s h i t is it good

93 - whats the hairstyle you wear the most?

honestly just plain hair down (because having curly hair is a menace), split in the middle when i have longer hair and split on one side when its short

also low ponytails or half-up-half-down when im exercising, or double french braids when my hair doesnt cooperate enough to look presentable in any other form

99 - list some songs that resonate with your soul whenever you hear them

this is difficult because my music taste is a goddamn rollercoaster on a good day, but heres some:

- me and the sky from “come from away” musical (this is sort of a test song for my mental stability, if i cry i aint stable)

- dancing after death by matt meason (okay most songs by matt meason except for like,,, hallucinogenics maybe)

- tears and rain by james blunt

- i will follow you into the dark by death cab for cutie

- almost home by mxmtoon

- anything by hozier really but shrike especially

- payphone, the cover by alex g (i cried to this song so many times)

- burning pile by mother mother (can i roast all my problems please)

- long way from home and cleopatra by the lumineers

- autoclave by the mountain goats

oooh that was c o o o o o o o l as fuck thank you sm so much bebe (and sorry for the long post @everyone else)

[your-ace-cousin-clover]

ahhhh hi sorry for the LATE response, life's been kinda wild lately

anyway, i'm really glad you liked the poem & i don't mind you sharing it :)

(plus, a new prompt sounds nice)

(&btw, richard siken's new book is gonna be called "blue jupiters" (as far as i know copper canyon press will publish it))

also, happy you liked the recs! i found it cool how you said "the way god chooses to escape from his own reality through someone who does not believe enough in him to question him at first"! couldn't have put it better myself.

(sorry if this ask seems all over the place, i just have to get somewhere and i'm gonna be mad late - but i really want to finally send a response)

i enjoyed your recommendations a lot so let me elaborate real quick-

the problem with travel:

right off the bat, same.

traveling does always make me feel like i'm starting a new chapter and i should act accordingly.

love "kill the kid stuff, start to act my numbers" - the choice of words you use when writing is so important. (thats why i cant judge anyone who spends a long ass time on thesaurus! sometimes writing really does feel like looking through a lost & found or fishing the right word out of a goodwill bin! flipping through a magazine in search for the right word to cut out and stick on your collage!) imagine how substantially different the poem would sound if limon had written "start to act my age" instead of "start to act my numbers"

"[...] - we’re small

and flawed, but I want to be

who I am, going where

I’m going, all over again."

this^ part kills me in a good way

accident report in the tall, tall weeds:

"my ex got hit by a bus"

gets right to the point. kinda like a short story? an immediate jump into action

i might've said this before but i like it when poems tell stories (i mean i guess they all do, in a way, but i specifically mean the ones that have clear characters? if that makes sense)

"No tampering with the great universal brake wires."

ahhh yeah - when you feel like a thought can cause real life consequences

"When the plane went down in San Francisco,

I thought of my friend M. He’s obsessed with plane crashes.

He memorizes the wrecked metal details,

the clear cool skies cut by black scars of smoke.

Once, while driving, he told me about all the crashes:

The one in blue Kentucky, in yellow Iowa.

How people go on, and how people don’t.

It was almost a year before I learned

that his brother was a pilot.

I can’t help it,

I love the way men love."

^ don't you love it when a poem beats your heart to a pulp?

"What I saw in the men who came before,

sometimes I don’t want to say this out loud,

was someone I could hold up to my ear

and hear the ocean, something I could say my name into,

and have it returned in the inky waves."

self recognition through the other! yeah! sometimes people are people and sometimes people are mirrors and i know this wasn't her point but aren't we all just saying "hey! this is how i feel! do you feel like that too?" and sometimes "language is complicated but i think you know exactly what i mean and i know what you mean too!" and "when our experience overlaps the cosmic alone-ness becomes bearable!"

shit i'd love to drop another rec but i REALLY have to go now! hope to hear from you soon

-cat

Well, lmao Cat now, I'm the one who's late in replying, but yeah, I've been really busy. Now, I've got a bit of a time to reply to your ask.

First of all, "Don't You Wonder, Sometimes?" by Tracy Smith is a really interesting poem especially centred around Bowie. I love how the poet makes Bowie into a mythical being, like a sort of a spirit rather than a mortal man.

"Not God, exactly. More like-

Some thin-hipped glittering Bowie-being"

I love how the poem takes in the spirit of Bowie as something that will keep living on -

"Saying nothing is lost, that everything lives on waiting only

To be wanted back badly enough?

Bowie will never die. Nothing will come for him in his sleep

Or charging through his veins. And he’ll never grow old,"

It's just a beautiful way to think of the artist living on despite their death. They live through those they have touched with their art as well as their art themselves.

"In which I’m forever a child looking out my window at the night sky

Thinking one day I’ll touch the world with bare hands

Even if it burns."

And I just simply love these lines ^^^ . I love the poem touches up on reincarnation. It's interesting as it mentions how people are reincarnated a few times and then, they go to the beyond.

"And how many lives

Before take-off, before we find ourselves

Beyond ourselves, all glam-glow, all twinkle and gold?"

And finally, I love how the deification fo Bowie continues making him into a cryptid? That's the best way I can describe it honestly.

"When a man his size can meet

Your eyes for just a blip of time

And send a thought like SHINE

SHINE SHINE SHINE SHINE

Straight to your mind. Bowie,

I want to believe you."

(I followed your style of picking up lines and talking about them - it's a pretty fun thing to do)

{Purple happens to be my fav colour so, yeah I annotated with purple}

And yeah, language is funky like that. Honestly, I love the fact that people swap art with each and it's like every though we're different, you go through the same emotions. No matter whatever niche emotion is, someone has already written about it! If they haven't, you can always write it!

This reminded of a favourite poem of mine (tw : homophobia and sort of death ? though) which reminds me of the awkwardness of telling people I'm queer / coming out to them. It's called Three A.M. by Jill McDonough.

Also, I've been reading some more stuff to rec them and to hear your thoughts on them. It's all food - themed because I really got into food poetry last week. And as I was talking to a lovely mutual about the intimacy of cooking food and feeding someone.

I'd highly rec the movie "Big Eden". It's a wonderful gay rom-com movie with no homophobia at all and a lot of intimate cooking and wanting to make sure that your crush is loved and taken care off.

But anyway -

Having a Coke with You by Frank O'Hara

Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo

The Orange by Wendy Cope

For Grace, After A Party by Frank O'Hara

Eating Together by Li-Young Lee

And these two posts are where I got these poems from, so perhaps you could read the other ones in the list.

Food Poems 1

Food Poems 2

And also, you're into Succession! Yay!! Are you into Tomgreg? If you're not, that's chill. But, like more Tomgreg people the better. I'd love to hear your thoughts about the show too! :) And like I said before, I really enjoyed your Kendall edit! Did you get a chance to watch my Tomgreg edit? It's called Don't Blame Me, I put it on my Tumblr. (No pressure if you can't)

And I have to ask, because I forgot, what are your pronouns, Cat? I use she/they. I just wanted to ask what you want me to use while referring to you. And let me know if you wanna do another poetry writing swap again.

Anyway, that's it for now! Let me know what you think! I hope to hear from you soon :)

[upperranktwo]

Thank you @kuroosden for the tag! This one was long but it gave me something to do!!! 

1. name/nickname: Sky 

2. gender: Female (She/Her)

3. star sign: Gemini

4. height: 5′3 (163cm)

5. time: As of posting this it’s 22:02 here

6. birthday: June 4th

7. favorite bands/groups: FVK, In This Moment, Starset, Ice Nine Kills, Paramore, Green Day, My Chemical Romance, Beartooth, Linkin Park, A Day To Remember, Breaking Benjamin. There’s more but I think these are who I listen to most often

8. favorite solo artists: I don’t really listen to solo artist tbh

9. song stuck in my head:  Sora ni Utaeba -  amazarashi (This is the best BNHA theme song I will not accept anyone saying anything else)

10. last movie:  Koe no Katachi (A silent voice) - It was very sad but I’m glad it had a nice ending.

11. last show:  Kuroko no Basuke - I think I’m on episode 8 now?? I’m enjoying it so far.

12. when did i create this blog: I’ve been on tumblr since around 2012?? But I’ve had this account since I wanna say 2019

13. what do i post: Anime such as BNHA and KNY along with other series I enjoy, photography, my own colourings, my constant ramblings and whatever I see which I like! 

14. last thing i googled: tumblr

15. other blogs: Nope, we throw EVERYTHING on main

16. do i get asks: from time to time! I’ve been getting them more lately! Don’t be afraid to send me an ask if you want, you honestly aren’t bothering me at all!! 

17. why i chose my url: Tokoyami is my favourite student in BNHA and I just threw in an extra m. It was also the first thing I could think of and it sticks! Unless I can get a canon URL I probably won’t change

18. following: 204

19. followers: 480! It’s not a lot to some but to me it’s amazing! The fact I’m almost at 500 which will be a big milestone!!!!!! It might’ve taken a while to get here but that doesn’t bother me. I have an event planned when I eventually get there! I’d love if some of you took part but more about that when I get there

20. average hours of sleep: Anywhere between 3 hours and 15 hours. Depends how I’m feeling and if I wake up feeling off. If I have an earache or feel sad I’ll just keep sleeping.

21. lucky number: I don’t have one but I’m making it 2 because twins. 

22. instruments: I’ve been playing guitar on and off since 2012 but I can’t play much. I also play bass occasionally!

23. what am i wearing: BNHA hoodie, BNHA  shirt, black tracky trousers and one black sock and one red sock

24. dream job: My degree is in media but honestly anything where I can thrive. I’d maybe like to stream games or do photography or idk. I just want to do something where I feel happy

25. dream trip: Ireland, I wanna see where some of my great grandparents came from! My twin and I are planning a trip to Japan since she’s been twice and loved it! and I’d love to see South Korea since she loved living there!

26. favorite food: Pizza, Ice Cream, Carrot Cake, Cheesecake, Peach Slices

27. nationality: English/British

28. favorite song: Could We Burn Darling - FVK

29. last book i read: I haven’t read a book in fucking years lmao! Large amount of text that I didn’t write makes my head go brrrr I only really read manga now and the only one I keep up with is BNHA so it’s gonna be that

30. top three fictional universes: BNHA because I want a cool quirk and I wanna kill Endeavour and Best Jeanist myself <3, KNY because I would 100% be a cute little demon and idk I like most of the characters so I wouldn’t kill anyone but I wanna be a demon because it’s sexy don’t deny it and finally Pokemon since my childhood dream was to be a Pokemon master and I want my bulbasaur!

Tagging anyone that reads this tbh :) Just say I tagged ya for a laugh