#... unlikely but there's always a chance for growth I guess

[fromtheseventhhell]

A Sansa daily blog reblogging the stansa comments on my Sansa and Arya =/= Ned and Cat 2.0 post, here we go again 🙄

[tarotphlow]

Astro Observations 8

🌻Saturn in the 3H natives tend to have difficulties with phones or cars, whether that be always having a broken phone, or their car literally just not wanting to work for whatever reason

🌻Looking at what sign is located on your 12H could give you insight on to what life was like while you were in the womb. Ex: my 12H is in sag, before I was born my mother would pray constantly for her to have another chance at being a mother, she ended up having a kid with a man from a completely different state. (♐️ rules travel and religion).

🌻Have a big secret you need to get off your chest? Tell a Scorpio Mercury, they will never tell a single soul. I’m friends with a lot of Scorpio Merc’s and it’s amazing how well they can hold they’re water. (Hm, on second thought this might just be for scorp placements in general 🧐)

🌻7H placements how do you do it? Being so desirable to the point that people say they want to marry you without knowing anything about you at all? I just know y’all just smile 😀politely with so many confusing thoughts in y’all’s heads 😭

🌻I’ve noticed cap Venus will always gravitate to dating someone out of their age range.

🌻unlikely duo that actually goes super well with each other is Gemini and Scorpio. I think this has to do with how intelligent both of them are, this combo reminds me of detectives in a way.

🌻with NN going into Aries soon, Libra placements are gonna see a lot of stuff they buried in the distant past come back(like past life stuff 🕰️), probably gonna be a time of relearning some of those old old lessons or just seeing how well you developed since your last life!

🌻Moon in the 3H with a harmonious aspect with Uranus= extremely talented at vidya games 🎮

🌻If you have Gemini in the 6H you should try your hand at an online job, not as a profession but just as a job.

🌻Neptune aspecting your sun could indicate having trouble figuring out what you want to do in life.

🌻Uranus aspecting midheaven seems like you could be either really popular, really really weird or something of the two, but hey at least your smart😭😭

🌻Taurus Is definitely a foodie we know that, but surprisingly Capricorn is also kinda a glutton too lol, I have know idea why but I’ve noticed a lot of caps in my life really live for a good meal lots of savory things and also really really big on desserts as well. They also have sensitive noses, I mean scent is responsible for 80% of our taste so I guess that makes sense.

🌻our brains stop developing at age 25 and become a fully fledged functioning adult with no more growth which is really interesting because the profection year for age 25 is in Taurus which is the sign of stability.

🌻I really feel for Saturn dominants, they really just get the hardest trials out of everyone and expected to just be okay with that, Yk a lot of people say Saturn is gonna reward them and blah blah, but like I feel sometimes they’re trials are kind of unnecessary? Other planet ruled people (besides Scorpios) learn those exact same lessons but less harsher and the reward they get is quite possibly equivalent to Saturns soo idk… I feel like Saturn is just a bit much. (Let’s discuss this I’m curious to know what people have to say 🤓)

End of observations! I hope you all enjoy these as much as I did!

(Likes and reposts are appreciated! 💛)

[sinligh]

When i die, I hope the blueprint of my soul stay behind that it doesn’t fall into abeyance nor stay as a work in progress in someone else’s hands…

In this life time, I traded it for a collection of long lost chances, and dreams that are brushed in passing

On a good day, I’m a hybrid of my family’s coping mechanisms..

On my worst.. i’m an abandoned painting a mixture of their insecurities Covered with the skin of a temptress

One that never feared speaking her mind yet, always ended up romanticized.

I carry the potential of growth with me wherever i go. A ladder I never bothered taking a single step on, favoring whatever stability i cultivated in my own bones

A hundred thousand words, six to seven hours wasted time; wasted love...

Ignorant, i saw all my chances hanging from the branches that grew from me.

thought they’re mine to harvest…

now I’m living in borrowed time, barely stable with one foot in this year While the other has gone ahead to the upcoming one…

so unlike me, to try and set roots…

I don’t really want to reflect, but if i have to guess then that’s just a reaction, a skill that I picked up to deal with all that i denied myself viciously until i broke and indulged taking no account of how alone i’ll feel carrying all that mess around to the next year

Disappointment ? I learned that it can look like every other feeling you know; if you were taught that you have the ability to be just another one of its definitions.

Growing up, my mother always told me: that the only thing she loves about being alive Is me…

I used to fear looking in the mirror, how ugly can love be ?

As ugly as wasted potential a voice answered me

The same voices that tried engraving in my mind that a woman must never be a disappointment

Yet I somehow am.

•••

•Quotes: Anaïs Nin/ Clementine von Radics/ Mahmoud Darwish/Clarice Lispector/ Anaïs Nin/Rainer Maria Rilke/Louisa May Alcott/Clarice Lispector/Susan Sontag

•Original context: Sinligh

•Art reference:

1. Detail from a painting by Alex Venezia. 2.Kleopatra Elin Danielson-Gambogi. 3. Detail from a painting by Nick Alm. 4. A Creation by Lisa Lach-Nielsen. 5. Overwhelmed by Valeria Duca. 6. Caído por Federico Ferro. 7. Fallen Angel by Chris Young.

[mercillery]

ZOGRATIS SIBLINGS AS GUARDIAN ANGELS!

WARNINGS: GENDER NOT SPECIFIED + NOT PROOFREAD

NOTES: Don’t ask me how any of these psychos became guardian angels because I don’t know either. AU where they’re not so evil, I guess. Also, Lucius is not here because I got lazy lol.

ZENON ZOGRATIS

╰┈➤ ❝ Stay focused. Distractions lead to danger. ❞

First, I want to emphasize that Zenon takes his role as your guardian angel very seriously. He is dedicated, committed, and unwavering in his responsibilities. If, for any reason, you wish to contact him, you should be prepared for a significant challenge—reaching a Guardian Angel is no easy feat, especially one as elusive as Zenon. He has no desire to communicate with humans or anyone else. Simply go about your daily life and allow him to perform his duties as your guardian angel, and all will be well.

In the unlikely event that you manage to reach Zenon, be prepared for a less-than-welcoming reception—he won't greet you warmly or with any sugarcoated pleasantries. Your first instinct will likely be to thank him for his protection, but don’t expect a response; he’ll remain silent. Before you even have the chance to say anything further, he’ll interrupt with a firm reprimand for seeking him out. Although he's somewhat annoyed by your attempt to contact him, he doesn’t entirely blame you, understanding that humans are naturally curious. Nevertheless, he believes strongly that humans and angels should stick to their own responsibilities and not seek each other out. After this encounter, Zenon will make it virtually impossible for you to reach him again. Don’t worry, he will continue to serve as your Guardian Angel—just now, he’ll be even more elusive.

Obviously, as your guardian angel, Zenon protects you from a wide range of threats, from physical dangers to emotional and psychological challenges. Whenever you encounter moments of despair or doubt, you might experience a sudden surge of resilience—a silent encouragement urging you to persevere. Zenon is like that dedicated worker who, despite the exhaustion of a demanding 9-to-5 job, continues to give his all because of his unwavering commitment to his responsibilities. He tirelessly ensures your safety and well-being, and his dedication is unshakable. In short, you needn’t worry about much when it comes to him—what you should worry about are the challenges he gives you.

Zenon believes in teaching you through challenges, viewing them as essential opportunities for your growth. While he diligently protects you, there will be times when he doesn’t shield you from every difficulty. Instead, he ensures you have the strength and fortitude to overcome these obstacles. The challenges he sets before you are always within your capacity to handle. Once he sees you successfully overcoming a challenge, he’ll present you with a slightly tougher one—gradually fostering your independence without you even realizing it. This approach can sometimes be frustrating, but ultimately, it builds a deeper resilience within you, which is precisely his goal. Rest assured, Zenon won’t overwhelm you with a constant barrage of challenges. He gives you a challenge and then allows you ample time to rest and recharge. He’s firm, but not unreasonably so.

To conclude, Zenon would embody a shadowy yet unwavering presence in your life. His guardianship would be characterized by silent strength, steadfast protection, and a nuanced blend of distance. While he may never openly express his emotions, you will gradually come to understand that his presence, though often concealed, exerts a profound and enduring influence on your life. He cares for you deeply, albeit in his own subtle manner. With Zenon watching over you, you’re likely to lead a long and independent life, fortified by his silent guidance and support!

VANICA ZOGRATIS

╰┈➤ ❝ Push yourself to the limit and then go beyond it! ❞

Vanica would exhibit a fiercely protective nature toward you, willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure your safety. Her guardianship would be characterized by a constant, fiery passion, always on high alert and ready to spring into action at the slightest hint of danger. Interestingly, she has a unique way of warning you through subtle signs. For instance, imagine you're seconds away from tripping on a rock because you're too engrossed in your phone—Vanica, utilizing her angelic powers, might orchestrate a passing car to suddenly beep, startling you and averting the mishap. Alternatively, she could prompt a random notification on your phone, serving as a reminder to pay attention to your surroundings. You can only imagine the extent of her protective fervor if you were ever truly in a life-threatening situation…

Vanica's approach to guardianship would be refreshingly unconventional, injecting a whirlwind of activity into your life. She would urge you to embrace risks and actively seek out thrills, pushing you to step boldly outside your comfort zone. Challenges would be seen as exhilarating adventures, propelling you toward personal growth and self-discovery. She’s your hype woman—literally. With her as your guardian angel, you'd find yourself embarking on many new experiences and taking daring actions you might never have considered before. This journey of exploration would lead to a deeper understanding of yourself and a newfound confidence in facing the unknown! Afraid of heights or falling? You suddenly get the idea of going skydiving!—wonder who put that idea into your head…cough cough Vanica. Fearful of the ocean? Pack your bags for an aquatic adventure! Nervous about animals? A trip to the zoo might just become an opportunity to conquer those fears! And if you're shy or hesitant to socialize, Vanica would be there to nudge you out of your shell, whether you're fully on board or not. With that being said, you'd undoubtedly find yourself living a life filled with thrills, confidence, and endless adventures!

If you ever feel the desire to reach out to Vanica and connect with her, she would actually be thrilled about it! In fact, she hopes you seek her out. However, she won't make it easy for you to find her just yet—she relishes the opportunity to watch you put in effort and enjoys the adorable attempts you make to reach out to her. So, expect a few hurdles along the way before you finally get to meet her—but rest assured, the journey will be well worth it! Once you successfully navigate through the challenges and finally make contact with her, she'll be just as ecstatic as you are! She probably squeals with excitement when she sees that you've finally reached her. And when you do meet her, you'll likely spend hours chatting and getting to know each other. Vanica is generous with her time, allowing you to spend as much of it with her as you desire. Moreover, she won't make it difficult for you to reach her again in the future. After your lengthy conversation with Vanica, you can expect to leave feeling uplifted, inspired, and filled with happiness. Her presence will infuse you with courage and encouragement, empowering you to face whatever challenges lie ahead with newfound strength and determination.

Vanica’s energy is undeniably palpable, infusing your life with a vibrant urgency. As your guardian angel, she would invigorate you, inspiring you to tackle tasks with enthusiasm and vigor. This heightened energy might sometimes feel overwhelming, but it would also drive you to accomplish more than you ever thought possible. Thanks to the sudden bursts of motivation and energy she provides, you find yourself completing tasks with remarkable efficiency and zeal. Whether it's homework, job responsibilities, or household chores, these surges of energy ensure that you give your all, often leading to successful outcomes. This means that every success, no matter how small, becomes a cause for celebration. Vanica encourages you to revel in your victories and enjoy the rewards of your hard work! This could mean taking a relaxing nap with some lofi music playing in the background, going for a pleasant walk outside, or sitting down to watch your favorite show or movie while sipping your favorite drink. Her exuberant celebrations serve as a constant reminder to appreciate your achievements and to have fun along the way! With Vanica’s infectious energy and encouragement, you not only succeed but also learn to cherish the joy in every accomplishment.

In conclusion, having Vanica as your guardian angel would infuse your life with dynamism and unpredictability. Her unwavering presence would keep you alert and prepared to confront any challenges that come your way. This unpredictability would add an element of excitement and adventure to your life, ensuring that there is never a dull moment. With Vanica by your side, you can anticipate a life filled with thrilling adventures and endless excitement. While the journey may be unpredictable, one thing remains certain: Vanica's guidance will lead you through it all. And though the path may be winding, you can still expect to live a fulfilling life, reaching the average lifespan of a human—maybe a little less... but despite any twists and turns along the way, with Vanica as your guardian angel, it's sure to be a thrilling and enjoyable ride.

DANTE ZOGRATIS

╰┈➤ ❝ You are capable of greatness. Embrace it. ❞

Dante would undoubtedly embody a suave and charming demeanor in his role as your guardian angel. His approach would be characterized by an irresistible charisma and a knack for persuasion, utilizing his eloquence and charm to guide and safeguard you through the twists and turns of life. Picture him as a smooth-talking protector, effortlessly weaving words of comfort and encouragement to soothe whatever anxieties and uncertainties you carry. He has a unique ability to calm your fears with his calming words and confident demeanor. With Dante by your side, you can navigate life's challenges with grace and assurance, knowing that his suave charm and protective instincts will always be there to guide you through!

While we're delving into Dante's role as your guiding light, it's important to highlight his remarkable ability to boost your self-confidence. Dante firmly believes in your worth and potential, even if you can’t see them yourself, and he's committed to ensuring that you recognize and embrace these qualities within yourself. He absolutely refuses to let you succumb to feelings of inadequacy or insecurity, determined to empower you to stand out from the crowd. He also obviously believes that confidence is the key to unlocking one's full potential, a trait he believes is often lacking in today's world. And he's not about to let his cherished little human fall victim to the same lack of confidence that plagues so many others. No, that simply isn't his style. It’ll probably take you tons of discipline, patience, and dedication to reach the level of confidence Dante wants you to reach—but trust, the final results will have you and Dante very much pleased.

Now, what kinds of challenges would Dante present to you as your guardian angel? Given his focus on fostering your self-confidence, the challenges he offers would naturally revolve around building and reinforcing this crucial trait. He aims to instill in you a robust and enduring sense of confidence, ensuring you possess enough self-assurance to carry yourself with grace and inspire others. With that in mind, Dante's challenges would be designed to enhance your leadership abilities, maintain composure under pressure, and develop both your physical and mental resilience. For instance, imagine a scenario where you're suddenly thrust into leading a chaotic group project. Deadlines are looming, egos are clashing, and it falls upon you to steer the group toward success. Your challenge in this situation is to keep your cool, inspire teamwork, and guide everyone to the finish line without losing your sanity. Dante's aim here is to help you develop the grace and composure necessary to lead effectively under pressure. Or picture another challenge: you're thrown into the nerve-wracking world of public speaking, tasked with delivering a speech to a room full of intimidating and skeptical faces. Your challenge in this instance is to exude confidence, captivate the audience, and leave them hanging on your every word. Through such experiences, Dante seeks to push you out of your comfort zone, helping you develop the charisma and poise needed to command attention and respect.

If you desire to seek out Dante, he would find the notion quite intriguing. While he won't necessarily encourage you to pursue this endeavor, he also won't dissuade you. If you really want to try and find him, he's open to letting you give it a shot. However, like his siblings, he’ll make it a challenging task. The catch is that Dante's approach is a bit petty and playful. Imagine being tantalizingly close to reaching him, only to feel yourself pulled back just at the last moment. You’d probably find yourself on the brink of success numerous times, only to have Dante mischievously thwart your efforts. Picture him laughing at you as he watches you grow increasingly frustrated, your attempts coming so infuriatingly close but not quite hitting the mark. His teasing is a lot like Vanica's, deriving amusement from your earnest, almost desperate efforts to connect with him. Nevertheless, don't lose heart—after what feels like an eternity of near-misses, you eventually succeed in reaching him! Dante will be quite pleased to see that you persevered through the challenges he set before you. Once you finally connect with him, he will allow you to spend as much time as you want talking with him, but not indefinitely. It's not because he doesn’t enjoy your company or is tired of you, but rather because he wants you to continue living your normal human life and not get too caught up in celestial conversations. When your time with him concludes, you'll leave with a newfound wave of confidence—not only in yourself but also in your future and whatever challenges lie ahead. During your conversation, Dante likely imparted a powerful lecture on the far-reaching impact of confidence and how it can shape your destiny and the potential you have. This would leave you feeling immensely inspired, ready to face the world with a renewed sense of self-assurance and determination.

With Dante Zogratis as your guardian angel, your life would be profoundly enriched by his charismatic and supportive presence. His suave demeanor and eloquent guidance would soothe your anxieties and build your self-confidence, pushing you to realize your full potential. Through challenging scenarios designed to develop your resilience, leadership, and composure, Dante would ensure you grow stronger and more capable. His teasing yet demanding nature would keep you striving for excellence, teaching you perseverance and determination. His unwavering belief in your worth and potential would inspire you to face life's challenges with grace and assurance, knowing his protective instincts and charismatic support are always there to guide you.

[moodymisty]

☾ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕃𝕒𝕜𝕖 ☽

Author's Note: An idea I had floating around in my little brain for awhile, and I did a poll to see which character people were most interested in seeing it acted out with. Hunter won, so here you go. I'll probably do more polls like that in the future if people are interested. (it's finally done sldidsfsjsfsjflsf)

The planet is unnamed, but I mostly had Takodana's very lush landscapes in mind. The lake looking something like this but with some liberties. This is something I love about Star Wars; You can just create a scene and the whole galaxy is your oyster to play with.

Summary: The water laps around your shoulders, ending just below your collarbone. It flows around your every curve, covering your skin with the soft shine of the moons. They reflect on the water's surface, every star looking like glitter sparkling in the lake. "Come on Hunter; Join me? Just for a minute?"

Relationships: Hunter/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Pre-established relationship, skinny dipping, Sex in water but also on the shore, Post Order 66, Unprotected sex, Fingering, Oral(female receiving), Technically voyeurism? since it's outside i guess, Porn with mild setup plot, Creampie if you squint, it’s kinda just vanilla not super kinky stuff here today; but there is some on the horizon

Word Count: 6084 (if you just want the smut, scroll down about a third)

“So; Tech,”

Lowering the ship into the planet’s atmosphere he spares you a curious glance before turning back, still listening to what you’re going to say even if he’s no longer looking.

“Give us the details.”

Quite quickly he figures out you’re asking for some information on the planet you’re coming to, and quickly racks his brain for some interesting tidbits. You always enjoy hearing them, and learning about all these civilizations from far beyond where you’d grown up.

“It’s a small mid-rim planet, conveniently along one of the largest trade routes. It’s largest export is agricultural in nature; Fertile soil and temperate climate makes for optimal crop growth. It remained neutrally aligned for most of the war.”

Wrecker, who’s leaning forward to look out the viewport, comments on Tech’s encouraged ramble.

“That explains the forests.” Not being able to resist taking a peak you walk closer, Wrecker moving slightly to the side so you can look out as well.

He certainly wasn’t kidding; While the trees have nothing on a planet like say Kashyyyk, the forests here are still quite thick and cover a vast amount of area. Even into the mountains, though less sparse where crop fields and little towns reside. You’re not here for any signs of modern or at least living civilization, so it’s unlikely you’ll be getting to enjoy any of the local offerings.

Maybe if you and Omega teamed up you could whine until Hunter lets you all, but that’s a power play best used sparingly.

Since Wrecker abandons looking outside you decide to settle down and watch, leaning more against the viewport you see the treetops come closer and closer. Even Omega steps beside you to take a quick look. She seems more than entertained by the view of it all, while you spot something in particular that catches your interest more so than the rest.

It looks like there’s a decent sized lake hidden in all of the trees, you manage to catch a glimpse as you fly overhead. But it passes by before you have a chance to look anymore on it. Tech is landing not moments later, cutting off the engines and speaking up once more while he does.

“The forest makes for good camouflage. We should be able to find the old outpost with not too much trouble, however.”

Right; You aren’t here to sight see or have a picnic. Hopefully this abandoned base will have the gear you’re looking for, and in good working shape. Some of it would in theory be a nice upgrade for the lot of you, as well for being a good paycheck when you turn in the bulk of it for a reward. Provided it's all in working order.

Hunter, grabbing his pack off the ground calls to everyone to ready up, standing by the entrance of the ship.

“Should be an easy in and out. Let’s not make a mess of it.”

Easier said that done with this lot, and that includes yourself. The penchant of you all to get into some sort of trouble is more than a little bit common.

“And after, we get some food?” Wrecker tosses his helmet in his hands a few times, before slipping it on. You quite quickly agree with Wrecker, feeling your stomach rumble. Hunter sighs.

“And after we’ll get some food.”

“I still have some repairs to do, so I will take first watch.”

Tech doesn’t look up from his datapad as he speaks, ushering the lot of you in the direction of the bunks. It’s late; Both the moons hanging high in the sky after a long day. Wrecker and Omega are both eager to get some rest, and Echo can’t deny he feels largely the same. Hunter is a bit more composed, and checks over the area surrounding the ship before he decides to actually lay down. Wrecker has the job of hauling the finds into the back of the ship, the closest spot you'll have to a cargo hold on a ship this small.

The area you've landed in is far away from any sort of civilization, and that fact makes Hunter just the tiniest bit more relaxed about getting some shut eye. The constant bustling of cities makes it harder for him to pick out noises of concern, while quiet places like make it easier for him to rest, but his hearing will still prick up at the sound of someone messing with the hull or some other sort of concern.

When he walks deeper into the ship he sees you sitting on a bunk, pulling off your boots.

“Tech taking the first shift?” You say, looking at at him standing in front of you.

You put both your boots down at the head of the bunk, before throwing your legs up onto it. Hunter doesn’t bother to take off most of his armor when he sleeps, and you don’t even want to think on how uncomfortable it must all feel. Though you imagine he’s become used to it.

“Yep. He’s got some repair work to do, apparently.” His eyes are soft as he looks at you, watching you lay down.

“Well, night. Tell him not to wake us all up with the power tools again.”

Hunter rolls his eyes at the reference of a previous incident as he hauls his body into his own bunk, before laying back as well. He can hear you chuckling however, before it eventually fades off into a comfortable silence.

The ship is more quiet than usual, you think. Which would be perfect for getting some shuteye if you’d been planning on it. But you have a bit of an idea, and your mind is still spinning with it.

You just need to wait a little while.

Which you do, all the way until you slowly lean up and look around, taking a peek at everyone you can see. It's been at least an hour, a quick check on your datapad confirms that suspicion. You take another, longer look around the ship.

Everyone looks asleep; Even Hunter.

Ever so slowly you slide off of your bunk, grabbing your boots and pack off the floor. You’ll slip on your boots outside, to try and be as quiet as possible.

Tech has the gangplank open at the moment, as he’s been shuffling in and out of the ship working on some repairs well into the night.

Multitasking he says; As he can keep watch, as well as work.

The power tools you'd complained about are running, and should cover the sound of you walking at least somewhat. With light footsteps you sneak outside, instantly taking a deep breath of the fresh forest air. The nighttime is significantly cooler than it had been earlier, but it’s still somewhat warm; Enough so that you don’t need any sort of extra layers. You slip on your boots and start walking.

Once you reach the treeline you take a look back, seeing the small amount of light emanating from The Marauder. This planet has multiple moons, and as such the nights along with the stars are quite bright compared to most other planets. You don’t even need a torch to see into the forest, walking through some underbrush and deeper into the forest.

At least this forest isn’t very thick; It’s relatively easy to walk the same paths the wildlife does in order to make your way through, weaving through large trees and the small shrubby underneath them all. There’s the occasional rustling as well, something jumping around in the trees or scurrying away at the sound of you walking on fallen leaves.

You can see what you want through the trees, and just stepping over a few more branches, you finally make it onto the clear area just surrounding the outer edges of the lake.

It’s even better than it had looked overhead from The Marauder.

Lily pads are scattered around the edge of the lake, their roots visible traveling downward and showing from how clear the water is. Beneath them swim unique little fishes that you have no clue their species; Only that they’re cute, colorful little things, and swim in decent sizes schools. But most of all, the way the sky reflects in the water makes it almost seem like the lake is a nebula in and of itself, each individual star sparkling in the water so still it seems like you're looking downward into a portal to the sky.

Putting your bag on the ground beside a tree, you take off your boots first and place them right beside it. Your bottoms go next, stuffing them in the back along with your underwear. Then your top, the final piece of clothing to go.

After that, you take one step forward and hesitantly dip your toe in the water, feeling the temperature. This is such a reckless, silly idea, but the temptation of it is a bit too much.

But what is even more so tempting, is that you know that you won’t be alone for very long out here.

You know Hunter is following you, or will be soon; It won't be long at all that he's awake and notices that you're gone. More than likely, he heard your footsteps the moment they hit the ramp and he's already on your tail.

He'll be here, it's just a waiting game.

Perhaps it’s not going to be totally clean, but it feels nice to have your hair wet and scrubbed away of any dirt and grime that had once been in it, as you shake your head. It will be an absolutely uncontrollable mess when you return to the Marauder and it dries, but at least it’ll be clean.

It all just feels so relaxing. The water is so peaceful not cold or hot, and the air is quiet apart from the sounds of some nocturnal wildlife. This was such a fit of the moment idea but you’re glad you decided to go through it, wiping some waterdrops off your eyelids as you wash your face.

And maybe it was a bit of a reckless idea sure, but what fit of the moment indulgence isn’t? You’ll blame the lack of a proper shower or bath in The Marauder as the reason why, even if the peaceful nature is the thing you’re enjoying most out of all of this.

But gods, is it nice to have a little bit of quiet time once and awhile. That ship can be a stuffed racket. If this is even a fraction of how Hunter feels at time, you can’t even fathom how he hasn’t just exploded at this point-

There’s a rustle in the trees, and you quickly halt everything and stare at where you think it came from. Your eyes dart around, water lapping at your collarbone.

It’s silent again, before there’s suddenly a bit more noises, and your eyes catch a small glimpse of something moving. Instantly you look to the area that shifted.

And from it- Hunter.

The moment he catches you he can’t hide the shocked expression on his face, looking down for a second and seeing where your clothes are piled just in front of his boots.

“What are you doing?!”

Hunter whisper yells, making his way slightly down the incline towards the shore and past your belongings. You watch with a mischievous smile, wading just a bit closer so you can hear him easier. The water laps a little ways above the middle of your sternum now.

“Taking a bath.” Hunter hates the way you sing that response with such a lack of caution towards what insanity you've gotten up to, watching him.

“In the middle of the night? In a forest? Tech barely realized you were gone until I told him I heard you leave! If something had happened we wouldn’t have known until it was-” You roll your eyes, interrupting him.

“Ugh, you always think of the worst possible scenario.” Raising one of your hands out of the water you gesture towards yourself, trying to beckon him in as water splashes off your palm and back where it was taken from.

“Come on in, it’s fine,” The water is nice and warm, and you push away a stray lily pad that floats close to your face. Hunter purses his lips and looks side to side, before pointing at you and then the ground.

“It is not fine. Get out.”

You fake contemplation, but for only a moment.

“No.”

Hunter begins to use his more formal 'Sargent voice', attempting to try and force you out.

“I am not playing around. Get out of the water.”

“Or what?" When that doesn't work, Hunter blows air through his tight lips as he attempts not to get irritated at you.

“I am not going to play this game with you, seriously. Get out. Anyone could see you." Your toes just barely brush against the bottom of the lake, kicking up dirt and scaring away the tiny little fishes that swim somewhat close by, curious at what weird thing is in their home so late at night.

“Ohhhh, so that's why you don't want me to have fun? Cause someone might catch a peek besides you?" His hand tightens around the tree branch he's holding to keep himself steady on the edge of the lake, watching as you slowly drift backwards deeper into the lake.

The water laps around your shoulders, ending just below your collarbone. It flows around your every curve, covering your skin with the soft shine of the moons. They reflect on the water's surface, every star looking like glitter sparkling in the lake.

“Come on Hunter; Join me? Just for a minute?"

Hunter loathes to admit that, it's tempting. Even if the alarm bells in his head are ringing because technically, the ship is largely unguarded- Tech is the only one keep an eye out since he's left, and doesn't have Hunter's keep hearing to cue him in anything out here everyone else can't see.

But he's done his lookouts, perimeter checks, there's nothing around. He hasn't heard so much as a peep from anything other than wildlife.

And you look, ethereal. That's the word he'll choose, even if he knows it isn't of a magnitude to really represent how he feels. Bits of your hair stick to your face, as you just barely tread water.

“You know on my home planet, there's old stories about mystical women tempting men into the lakes." Hunter's boots slide on the dirt slightly, his free hand on his belt as he debates taking it off.

“To do what?" You shrug, and for a moment he can see more of the outline of your chest.

“Depends on who's telling the story."

Looking down he sees where your clothes are all bundled up in your pack, the small one that they'd given you not long ago. He sees the drawn '99' symbol on the front pocket, that you'd shoddily done yourself to match them. He'd left his own pack on the ship, so he reaches his hands up to unbuckle his chest plate, just laying it on the ground so he can put everything else inside of it. You perk up considerably upon the realization that he's actually going to join you, the water splashing with your jump. After you bend at the knees, sinking enough that the water comes up to just barely brush your nose as you watch him.

Slowly, piece by piece he peels his armor away, putting it right beside your own clothing.

Shoulder plates, forearm guards, belt, thigh plates; Kneepads, boots, blasters.

When he's down to only his black body glove, he glances towards you for a moment. He doesn't audibly say anything, before looking back and beginning to peel the last of his clothing away. His arms first, wrapping down to his hips where from the side, you can just barely catch the v-line leading down to his groin at the smattering of dark hair that catches the light.

“I can feel you staring."

The water bubbles and ripples when you attempt to giggle, taking a breath and pushing your legs out from underneath you, falling under the water. By the time you come back up, Hunter is already stepping into the water, up to his hips.

“It’s warm,” He says, his hand brushing across the surface. He makes his way closer to you, the water rising higher and higher.

“Did you know this was out here the whole time?” He’s close enough to you now that it would only take one decent stride to be chest to chest, smiling at him.

“I saw it overhead as we were landing. Decided to take a look when everyone else was looking the other way.” Hunter shouldn’t be surprised, but he’ll always shake his head at your mischievousness. It’s not as if he can complain now however, as at this point, he has technically joined you in it.

He dives his head underneath the water for a moment, before coming up with his hair slopping wet and sticking to his face in chunks of wavy, dark curls.

“I thought you were just trying to fetch me and bring me back?” Realizing that originally yes, that was his goal, Hunter looks away from a moment.

“I… Reconsidered.” He steps a little closer.

“It’s quiet. And we haven’t have much time alone since, everything.” Hunter is also so hilariously enthralled by the way the water shines on your skin, and how he can just barely see the outline of your chest beneath the surface.

He is right; You’ve barely had any time to think since you all became deserters, not even considering trying to have some time alone.

He takes one step closer, hearing all the leaves brushing in the trees close by and fish swimming below the surface. You’re looking up at him with that same mischievous little smile you had when he first found you here, the color of your eyes shining. You feel his hands grip your waist below the water, pulling you against him as he leans in and softly presses his lips to yours, feeling the cooled water on your skin. You move your arms to wrap around his neck, and he takes one tiny step closer so his body is almost completely melded against yours.

Gods, it feels like it’s been ages. You already feel a weight in your gut and your throat getting tight, and it's only just a kiss. You both sneak moments here and there, but to finally be able to hold each other close like this? It’s been too long. The passion you feel in your chest is increasing, and that chaste kiss is turning into one that is making your head feel lighter.

“I missed you,”

You say, listening to him let out an almost confused sounding chuckle.

“We’ve been trapped in the same ship for weeks now, how could you miss me?” You can’t help but roll your eyes a bit, still smiling as your fingers play with his damp hair. You have a pretty good feeling he’s joking with that line, judging by his soft smile and raised eyebrows.

“I missed this; We always have to be so well behaved on The Marauder.” You aren’t wrong, and it seems Hunter understands- and agrees with you. It's good to be on the same page.

“True. But they’re all back there, we have a minute to ourselves.”

You don’t need to respond to him, leaning in to steal another kiss. It’s harder; His tongue brushes against your bottom lip and you can hear him softly breathe, his hands firmly against the small of your back. They keep drifting lower and lower- and while they don’t quite touch your ass just yet, it wouldn’t take much of a movement downward for him to be able to grip tightly.

Your arms wrap tighter around his neck to pull him closer, to press your body harder against his, but he hums against your mouth before pulling back.

“Be patient; We got time.”

You might have time now yes, but that doesn’t mean you aren’t needy; You’ve lost count how many times you’ve had to take matters into your own hands, either by shoving any dirty thoughts deep to the back of your mind, or trying hopelessly to sneak a few minutes alone in the refresher.

He’s hinted before that he’s had to do the same; Especially if he hears you accidentally make a lewd noise, or catches a scent that makes his body run unbelievably hot. The idea of him doing so always sets you off, so it’s just an endless cycle.

One of his hands you can feel slowly slipping down your back, moving across to the side of your hip. You can feel the callused tips of his fingers against your skin, rough from years of wear and tear. It’s part of what makes his touch cause you to unconsciously shiver, even more so as he slowly slips his hand between the both of your bodies. Every motion is so infuriatingly slow, methodical as he moves what feels like only millimeters- intent to take his time. You hate it, more than anything as it makes your cunt ache around nothing and your blood boils, but the build up will make it all the more satisfying. Even if it also feels like torture, as his lips brush over the corner of your mouth. You move your head to just slightly to kiss him, unable to stop yourself from moaning into his mouth.

You can feel his cock gently brush against the front of your thigh, when your legs more just slightly apart to accommodate him. The moment you feel his fingers brush over your lower stomach you can’t help the way your muscles tighten just slightly, in the anticipation of him. They ever so slightly drift lower, until he slips his fingers between your folds underneath the clear water's surface.

You almost rise on the balls of your feet, feeling the way his fingers curl ever so slightly as the prod almost teasingly against your entrance.

“Gods; You smell amazing."

Even through all of the noises and smells of a forest as large and as full of life are overwhelming, Hunter can easily focus on only you; As you take over and occupy all of his senses. He can feel the way you tighten around his fingers, palm pressing down just over your clit. Even if it's dulled by the water, it would be an un-fightable temptation for him to try and not indulge in you.

As much as he would love to just figuratively tear you apart, he has time; There's no looming time limit for when his brothers will come back, or when they need to be off to the next planet.

He can, in theory, fuck you all night if the universe allows him.

You seem certainly willing, as your nails dig into his skin and leave little crescent moon shaped dents all along his shoulder blades.

The water feels so warm now; Maybe it still is from the sun shining on it throughout the day, or maybe your body is just so fucking hot that the temperature of the water is no longer affecting you.

Either way it doesn't matter, all that matters is that Hunter is touching you and will continue to do so, up until you've both made up for the amount of times he's so desperately wanted to bury his cock in you.

Where wouldn't even matter; He's just so absolutely fucking starving for it.

“Lets, let’s go back to the shore.”

He can’t disagree with you, it would be quite hard do anything more standing up, let alone in this deep of water. As fun and easy as it might look in the holofilms. The two of you quickly tread back to shore, Hunter right behind you as you open your pack once you get to it.

Thankfully you’d had the forethought to pack a blanket in your pack; Originally for drying off. But now it gets laid on the ground intended for a completely other use, not that you're complaining.

Once you lay it down and get upon it, Hunter instantly follows, hovering over your as your legs drift apart to accommodate him. He instantly feels the warm skin of your legs against his as they close around him, keeping him tightly to you.

“Hello again,” You dare to joke, feeling the way his lips curl upwards when they press against the sensitive pulse of your neck. You moan, feeling as he leaves kisses and little marks just hard enough to make your skin ache ones he leaves.

“Always joking.” He never minds it.

Lips drifting downward they brush over your collarbone, breast, going lower and lower as his hands lay on your thighs. He feels the way they almost instinctively close when the air of his breath brushes over your skin, but his gentle grip keeps them spread just enough for his liking.

He can easily see how wet you are- smell it more so- the way it shines against your outer lips even with the water droplets from the lake still sliding down your skin. He doesn’t look for long however, as his hands firmly grip your thighs and keep them spread apart.

“Hunter-!"

You would’ve sworn he hadn’t had a taste of any liquid for weeks judging by the way he suddenly pressed his mouth against you, tongue lapping at your cunt like a starving man.

His tongue slips between your folds as his nose occasionally brushes against your clit, Hunter’s large hands grasping each of your thighs and keeping them pressed firmly apart. They grip rougher now that he’s in the midst of it, though you have no complaints.

He had once admitted that he oh so greatly enjoyed doing this to you, but being so close to the heat of you, the smell and the warmth and the sound of him winding you up like a coil until you snap, it can drive him near insane. He always tries to steady himself and keep it slow, but while he’s usually more than eager to take his time, after so long apart he can’t help but be a little bit rushed and desperate.

“Hunter- Holy- Slow down there a bit…”

You don’t entirely mean the sentiment, it’s more so commenting on how his hands are gripping your body so tight and keeping you so close, but he does slow down slightly. You can feel the stubble of his cheeks scratching against your skin like sandpaper, surely it’ll be a little sensitive later. They almost always are, but it's never a serious complaint.

Just something to remember this night by in the morning, so you know for sure it wasn't just the hottest fucking wet dream you've had in your entire life.

Hunter buries is face even deeper when he feels your body arching up slightly, hands grasping at the ground as your cunt soaks him. He dares to let one hand slip away from your thighs and slides two fingers into your cunt, curling inside of you and feeling the way you tighten around them. He can taste you on his lips, even more so as you cum and fill the air with all the sweet noises he loves so much, wants to hear over and over again, moaning his name to as his tongue presses against your clit. He borderline abuses it as your hips twitch, hand reaching for him in an attempt to ground yourself as your thighs shake.

Your face is already hot, eyes blown out looking at him as he pulls away from you. A string of spit follows going from your pussy to his lips, before it quickly snaps.

But gods; The taste of you, the smell right beneath his nose, it always drives him so close to the edge. He teeters right on it, his neck is tight and he finds himself holding his breath accidentally when he moves back up your body.

You brush some of his wet hair away from his forehead, feeling his cock resting against your thigh.

“Was this your plan the whole time?” His says quietly, one hand supporting himself beside your waist while the other drifts between your two bodies.

“The first part was; This is all just a bonus.” His loves that sneaky, satisfied smile you wear sometimes, but he’s always eager to wipe it off- watching as he slowly presses his cock into you and it fades, biting your lip as you struggle not to moan.

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

You hope he fulfills that thinly veiled threat of punishment some day in the future.

In any other situation being out of the water still wet it might start to give you a chill, but with how fast your heart is racing it’s not a possibility, feeling Hunter’s own skin touch yours. He's always run hot, it just seem to be in his nature, and you can feel it as his body lays close. You can see the way the muscles of his shoulders tighten and flex as he bottoms out inside of you, hips pressing against the backs of your thighs. Strands of thick, wet hair hang around his face, shadowing it- but still letting you see the way his brow furrows and dark eyes dart over your face.

His thrusts start slow, building upward as his wet hair brushes against your skin. Your thighs press against his hips, one of your hands tangling in his hair. He loves to have it tugged on, tightly woven between your fingers as his bandana lays abandoned on the shoreline surely close by all of his other items. He'd never dare let it get blown away.

His tattoos almost seem even more prominent wet, though maybe it’s just the shine of the night sky on the water that’s making it seem so. They move atop his muscles as he fucks you, the ones on his arms shifting as his biceps flex. You've always loved them- the tattoos, and the way they seem to highlight parts of his body in a way that's made you catch yourself staring multiple times before.

"Kriff," Hunter pants. "You really are a damn tease."

Did it take him that long to figure that out? It had been the goal the whole time.

If there's anything you've learned from being with Hunter particularly in situations different than this where he isn't nearly as gentle, the fun is in the chase.

But neither of you are going to last very long with how pent up you are, how long it’s been; The teasing and the build up over weeks of stolen kisses and soft, subtle gestures.

You let out a gasp as his cock brushes against a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves, a breath nearly getting caught in your throat.

"Gods- Hunter I'm so-" He knows you are, he can feel it as your tight cunt wraps around him like a vice, and even if the water might mask it, Hunter can feel how wet you are, how you leak over his cock as you wrap tight around him. Your lip is caught so firmly in-between your teeth it might bleed, moaning from deep in your throat.

He swears he can almost hear his own teeth grind against each other when he cums, filling you as you grind against him for more. Just that little bit to get pushed over the edge, as you're already teetering so close it's like you're dangling on the edge of a cliff.

But it doesn't take much; All you need is his fingers pushing against your clit trying to pull it from you before your thighs press against his hips like you want to crush them, seeing white behind your closed lids. He feels you cum around him, gripping the shoddy, soaked with lake water blanket so tight as you intake a breath and hold it long enough he almost tells you to breath. Your knuckles strain, seeing stars as he dares to move his hips slowly almost milking you through it all, and listening to the way you mewl desperately for him.

Gods, you missed him. Even in the short time he was gone. Even if you don't think you could handle it, you still want to go again. Until you were even more of a mess than you are now. Hunter gently pulls his softening cock from you and groans, while you feel a pleasant, wonder ache as his cum leaks from you.

But the afterglow is nice. Hunter most of all likes how peaceful it is. Just you and him; It would take someone hours to track you both down if they really wanted to.

Just a moment to yourselves.

His lips are still grazing just over yours as he talks, and you can feel the ever so slight scratch of his stubble. Since Kamino he's sometimes had moments where he hasn't had time to regulation shave it perfect, so he gets this nice bit of scratchy stubble that makes you smile whenever it burns your skin.

“We should get back; Before anyone realizes we’re gone.”

He isn’t wrong, but it’s not to say your pleased about having to finally end this.

"I don't want to." He stares down at you, seeing your mischievous smile hiding some genuine disappointment.

"I said earlier I wasn't going to let you get away with this. And I wont." He pulls away, but not before stealing a quick kiss. "Grab your things."

Always the strict one. But of the squad known to not follow rules; So it's not as if he hates breaking them at times.

Pulling away, you begin to try and find your clothes, Hunter wringing his hair while you shake yourself off enough to put them on and they won't become completely soaked with water by proxy. Hunter is a little bit slower than you as he has to put his armor back on as well, but he’s not much so.

At least the one with the hyper developed senses is the one sneaking back in, as it makes the quiet entrance in The Marauder that much easier once you return.

No one instantly notices you, as Tech is far too distracted in the cockpit working. Wrecker is still sleeping, as is Omega, and presumably Echo is somewhere in the far back of the ship either working, or taking a breather. He often times does so since a full cycle of sleep seems to still be hard for him, which is understandable.

Neither of you are complaining; It makes it easier for the both of you to get inside with being question where you went.

But while Hunter technically had a nap earlier, you hadn’t, so you’re more than a little tuckered out after everything. Quite quickly you move to slip into your bunk after you pull off your boots, before you realize you could sneak a bit of time in Hunter's instead.

So you silently move and swap to his bunk, but before he has a chance to join you...

“Hunter?”

He hears Tech call his name, and leaves you to go see what he needs. Not before sighing at Tech's both terrible and incredible timing. A few minutes earlier for that call, and he might've realized both of you were missing.

The moment Hunter enters the cockpit and asks what he could possibly need Tech doesn’t look up at him, instead continuing to tinker while speaking.

“I didn’t know you’d woken back up; Would you perhaps give me a hand? Unfortunately I need another pair for this.”

Hunter takes a quick glance back towards you and sees you gently wave, smiling at him as you swing your feet back and forth. You can wait a few moments while he does this. Even if he'd rather you didn't have to, as he'd much rather be there than helping with whatever this mess of tangled wires and metal bits is.

Looks kind of dangerous, even by Tech standards.

Just as he begins to take a kneel in order to help Tech looks up, and Hunter’s eyes lock with his for a moment.

Tech squints behind the tempered glass of his googles.

“Why is your hair wet? Me nor Echo hear the refresher shower running.”

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Chapter 2: By Merlins beard!

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"It is really not that hard! Just vanish it with Evanesco! It is one simple spell Remus!" Sirius threw himself back into his chair, crossing his arms in annoyance. They were sitting at their usual table at The Three Broomsticks, a supposed respite between Remus furious study sessions and Sirius had decided that just now was the right moment to scold Remus cleaning habits.

"I'm sorry I just forgot this morning...I don't get why it's such a big deal though. It is just some hair in the sink," Remus tried to defend himself.

"It looks nasty! Right Prongs?" Sirius turned to James for help. But James just shrugged.

"I don't think it is that bad."

"Well thanks mate," Sirius snapped.

"I will try to do it in the future, Sirius. I just have to shave every morning. You dont know what that's like."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Well you dont exactly have much facial hair to shave do you," Remus said with a smirk. Teasing Sirius was just a little too much fun sometimes.

"Excuse me? I do?! I just shave and then remove the remnants of it from the sink, unlike some other people on this table."

"Do they know that they sound like an old married couple?" Lily chuckled into James ear and he tried to suppress a grin. Sirius ignored her.

"If I wanted to I could grow an full beard in no time."

"Sure you could." Remus was still in teasing mood.

"Oh, you dont believe me? Fine, let's make a bet. Whoever has got the longes moustache at the end of the exam period wins." He stretched out his hand towards Remus. The other hesitated for a moment and then grabbed it with a sigh.

"Fine, I guess it won't hurt. If that makes you shut up about the hair."

"It won't." Remus surpressed a smile. Sirius was so bloody stubborn and he loved it.

**

Two weeks had passed and Remus had cultivated a pretty sightly moustache. It was starting to get into his mouth while eating and he thought he looked ridiculous, but that was not important, because he was winning. This might be his only opportunity to win something against Sirius and he could not let that chance slip. While his opponent did have some growth, it was merely a stubble. A pretty hot looking stubble that made Remus wonder what it felt like to brush over with his lips...an unwelcome distraction during this time of the year, when exams drew closer and Remus anxiety levels were at an all time high.

The last weeks of the term were spent in the usual whirlwind of exams, study sessions and the plotting of this years final prank. The last prank of the year had always been a special occasion for the marauders and kept Sirius and James busy while Peter and Remus desperately tried to cram the class contents of the past year into their heads. The only noticable difference this year was that they had been joined by Lily Evans and because Lily was sitting in the library, James was sitting in the library. And because James wss sitting in the library, Sirius was sitting in the library, showing only vague interest in the books strewn across the table and instead busying himself with shooting little paper balls in the hair of Severus Snape, who was sitting across them, facing away.

"How many do you think I can do before he notices?"

"I'd be disappointed if you couldn't at least do fifty." Sirius and James shared a mischievous look. Another paper ball whirred through the air before it hit Snapes head and got stuck in the greasy strands of his black hair. Lily looked up from her book, disgruntled.

"Can you stop that? It is really distracting."

Sirius rolled his eyes and sighed but put his wand down.

"What else am I supposed to do?"

"Study. How about that. This is a library after all," she replied sharply. Sirius snorted.

"Why should I? I already know all of that and the actually interesting stuff is locked away over there." He looked wistfully over to the forbidden section.

"Oh," Sirius eyes fluttered shortly before he regained his usual nonchalant demeanor. "You've really got her wrapped around your finger, huh? Prefect boy." Sirius smirked and grabbed the keys from Remus hands. The brief brushing of their fingers made Remus breath hitch a little. He watched Sirius saunter towards the forbidden section, not without casually pushing Snapes face down into his book in passing. He dragged his eyes away from Sirius figure and turned back to his book. He could feel Lily nudging him under the table, seeing her wiggling her eyebrowes from the corner of his eye. This had to end.

"I could get you some books from there if you want to. McGonnagall lend me the keys," Remus pitched in, dangeling the keys over the table. Sirius turned to him, a look in his eyes that Remus couldn't quite discern. It was almost soft.

**

The final exam came and went and finally, the final day of the challenge was upon them. Remus spend a little time in the morning to examine his moustache and was overall quite happy with it. He had almost reached two centimeters and was absolutely certain that Sirius did not. He had seen the pathetic stubble yesterday after all.

So you could imagine his surprise at the breakfast table, when he saw Sirius and James walking in, a thick layer of black hair covering the top lip of the former.

"What on earth?!"

"Wow, padfoot how did it grow so fast?" Peter admired.

"It is not real." Remus claimed.

"Of course it is! Here, touch it." Sirius leaned down to Remus offering his face. Remus heart did a complicated maneuver in his chest but he did not have time for this now. How had this happened? Sirius must have cheated! He gingerly pulled on one of the hairs. It was surprisingly soft. And definitely attached to Sirius face. He crossed his arms.

"What did you do? Is that a spell?"

"A potion," announced James proudly. One of my dads. We brewed it ourselves." He looked over to Lily, hoping to impress her with his potion expertise. Lily only raised an eyebrow.

"You brewed it youself? Oh my, whatever could go wrong with that."

"Relax Evans, it clearly worked, didn't it," Sirius said while sinking into the chair next to Remus, turning towards him. "Guess that means I won."

"You cheated!"

"We never said, how you have to grow the beard. Only to grow it." Remus huffed.

"I cannot belive you would be so...thats such a Slytherin thing to do." He immediately regretted his words when he saw the look on Sirius face.

"No that's not what I meant, I'm sorry," he quickly backpaddled. The hurt glimmer in Sirius eyes searing in his heart. "I just, it was just a little unfair." His voice was small now. He didn't mean to. Sirius let out a breath next to him.

" 's fine," he said toneless and started piling toast on his plate.

"Right." James slapped the table, trying to relieve the tension. "So who is exited for the final day of school? I wonder if anything interesting will happen today." He smirked. Lily sighed and put down her cup of tea.

"What will it be this year? Flooding the dungeouns? Tying ribbons on the whomping willow? Or vanishing all the doors again, locking everyone out of class?"

"I could imagine worse than the last one," said Peter. James shook his head and grinned brightly at Lily.

"Just you wait, it is a surprise."

They finished their breakfast and started to get up for class when Remus noticed something.

"Is it just me or did it get even longer?" he asked, pointing at Sirius moustache, which was now hanging down the corners of his mouth. Sirius reached up to touch it and James turned towards him to check.

"Oh yeah, looks like it did. Weird. It should have stopped after the first 20 minutes." Lily pressed her lips together, half annoyed half amused.

"I bet you got the potion wrong." James waved off her concern.

"Ah, I'm sure it will stop growing in a sec."

**

James was wheezing. Peter was giggeling. Remus and Lily tryed their hardest to keep a straight face and to not burst in to laughter as well. Prof. Hawthorne, their current DADA teacher, was the only one not amused.

"It is hardly against any dresscode, Professor. I am a wizard after all! You of all people should understand." Sirius twirled the right strand of his moustache around his finger. Silky black hair coiling around it multiple times.

"It is a distraction for the rest of the class!"

"And since when is it a students fault if others are distracted by their apperance? If my mere existence in your classroom serves as a sufficient distraction, maybe your teaching method is lacking." Prof. Hawthornes face turned red.

"Unbelievable! Out!" he yelled pointing towards the door. Demonstratively slow Sirius got up and gathered his things. When he had finished packing his back he turned to to Prof. Hawthorne.

"I will file a discrimination suit. You will be hearing from me," he stated, mockingly imitating his mothers voice. And, after dramatically flipping his moustache back over his shoulders he marched out of the classroom, slamming the door behind him.

Remus buried himself in his book, one hand over his mouth to muffly his laughter.

The rest of the day was spent in similar fashion. Sirius beard kept growing and growing, much to the entertainment of the other students and the dismay of the teachers. Sirius would amuse his classmates by empathically pushing the two tendrils behind his ears, whenever he had to read something out if his book and while he strode through the hallways, James and Peter walked behind him, carrying his moustache so it wouldn't drag on the floor.

The focus on Sirius luscious locks was briefly interrupted during lunch, by the excited and amazed calls of some students. Suddenly, the stone floors of the ground floor where covered in an ocean of pink and purple flowers. Lily gasped in awe.

"Irises and primroses. Your favorites." James smiled proudly and Sirius rolled his eyes, fondly smirking. Lily turned towards her boyfriend.

"That was the prank? You did that...for me? How do you even know what my favorite flowers are?"

"You mentioned it once in 2nd year during botany," James replied and sheepishly rubbed his neck. Lily shook her head smiling.

"You're a git, you know that?" She kissed his cheek. James grinned over both ears. Sirius groaned.

"Alright enough with the sap. Prongs, when you're done being lovey dovey I might have an idea for a prank that isn't unbearably cheesy."

"I like the sound of that," James perked up.

"I don't," Remus and Lily sighed at the same time. The two prefects exchanged defeated glaces.

"This is an awful idea," hissed Remus into Sirius ear. "What if he falls down?"

"He won't. He's got his broom with him, just in case," Sirius whispered back. They were standing on the astronomy tower, barely paying attention to their professors musings. It was late in the evening and you could already make out the waxing moon in the darkening sky. Remus winced at its sight. He was not looking forward to next week. Meanwhile Sirius tried to, as inconspicuously as possible, throw his moustache over the balustrade. Lily was watching them with concern.

"Are you not worried that he will pull you over the railing?" Remus asked, worries unstilled.

"Sticking spell," said Sirius and pointed at his feet. "Should keep me up here." Remus still wasn't convinced.

"What about your neck? James is quite heavy, I think you are underestimating how dangerous this is." Sirius smirked at him.

"Are you worried about me, Moony?" Sirius was just teasing but Remus could still feel his face flush.

"I just think this is stupid. And unnecessary."

"It will be hilarious. Trust me...Oh, there he is." Sirius waved down into the darkness below. Followed my a thumbs up towards James, who, many meters below them, was getting ready for his rapunzelesque ascend.

Sirius had in fact underestimated James weight and had to, still trying to remain innocuous, brace himself with his whole strength against the balustrade of the tower. Lily snorted a laugh which she quickly tried to pass off as a sneeze. Remus pressed his lips together, trying not to grin. As funny as this was, he stood by his point. Sirius seemd like he had to use equal parts of energy to keep himself from toppling over and to stop himself from bursting out into laughter. Remus had stepped closer, to obscure Sirius a little from the sight of the professor. He could hear his friend giggeling behind him.

"Remus," Sirius pressed out "I fear you might have been right about that one." Quietly laughing he pressed his forehead against Remus shoulder.

"How far until he's up?" Remus asked, trying to ignore the sensation elicited by Sirius touch. Sirius carefully turned his head to peer down.

"Almost done," he wispered. "Thankfully. My neck hurts." Sirius started chuckling again.

"Mr. Potter!"

"Sir!" James calls in answer as he clumbers over the railing onto the tower, Fists still tightly wrapped around Sirius moustache.

"What in the universe is this about?" The professor was absolutely unamused by the circumstances of James arrival. Remus and Lily fought tooth and nail to keep a straight face.

"You see, Sir, I happened to be a little late to class, absolutely my bad I apologize, and running up all these stairs would have taken ages. So my good friend Sirius here," he slapped Sirius shoulder "offered to help me out by giving me a lift." There was a short pause, before Sirius and James could not stand it any longer and burst out into fits of laughter. Lily turned her face away, to hide her laugh.

"This will have consequences! After class you two will report to your house teacher immediately!"

**

Professor McGonnagall looked at them tiredly.

"Mr. Potter. You climbed the astronomy tower using Mr. Blacks moustache as a rope," the corners of her mouth twitched. "Is that correct." Sirius and James nodded sheepishly.

"I have to say, I expected more if you at your age. You are both legal adults!" The two boys exchanged a look. Each of them trying not to laugh again.

"What is going on whith your beard anyway, Mr. Black?"

"Oh this old thing," Sirius nonchalantly threw his moustache around his neck like a scarf. "I find it quite fashionable. Don't you agree Professor?" Professor McGonnagall shook her head.

"It is not my job to judge my students fashion choices. And, considering this is the last day I will let you off with a warning. But this thing," she gestured at Sirius beard, "better be gone by tommorow, lest I overthink my decision. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Professor."

"Now off to your dorm. You've got a long trainride ahead of you tomorrow."

**

"I can't believe she just let you off like that."

"Hey! You should be happy for me! Also, this was hilarious. One of the best, non-magical ones we've pulled off so far."

Sirius and Remus where standing in the washroom getting ready for bed. Sirius had tied his moustache behind his head, so it wouldn't get in the way while brushing his teeth. He now opened the knot and looked wistfully at the strands that were pooling next to his feet.

"McGonnagall said I have to cut it off. Such a waste. We will never find out how long it would have gotten."

"I think it is good, that it's coming off. You could strangle yourself in your sleep with this."

Sirius chuckled. "Still concerned about me?" Remus rolled his eyes. Sirius turned towards him.

"Will you do me the honours? Since you won, I suppose..." Remus raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"I won?"

"Well, yeah. I mean this was fun and all but it technically was cheating. So, you won. Now will you free me of this beard or do I have to do everything by myself here?"

"Yes, wait." Remus quickly pulled out his wand, activating the shaving spell. "Hold still." He carefully moved his wand towards Sirius upper lip and began to shave. Absentmindedly his left hand wandered to Sirius chin, holding it to keep his head from moving. He realised too late, how close they were. Sirius looked at him with a gaze that Remus couldn't read. The ceiling lights reflected in his grey eyes, making them shimmer even more than usual. Remus could feel his soft skin under his fingertips, the warmth radiating off of him. If he leaned just a little closer, he could... He quickly pulled away. His heart beating hard in his chest. He cleared his throat.

"Happy?" Sirius slowly turned to the mirror.

"Yeah, thank you," he answered softly, turning back to Remus. They spent a minute too long, looking at each other, before Remus forced himself to turn away.

"I should...I should get rid of mine too. Now that this is over." He gestured at his own moustache and quickly shaved it of, sending a shower of short hair into the sink. Sirius scoffs and flicks his wand.

"Evanesco!" The cut off hair vanished from the sink and the ground. "See how easy that was?" Remus groans, relieved about the change of vibes.

"I'll do better next year, I promise."

[moltensmusings]

I've realized your favorite fairy tail character/ship says a lot about your tastes.

Nalu: you probably enjoy the stereotypical shounen protagonist a lot and often the main character is your favorite character. You enjoy friends to lovers romances and bold confident female characters who can be a bit ridiculous

Gajevy: you like the outsiders. The enemies to lovers slow burns. Height differences are some of your favorite bonuses in ships. You tend to enjoy side characters in shows over the main leads. Bookish women and their intimidating significant others.

Elfever: it's all about the "I hate you so much but damn it I guess I'm in love" for you. Unlikely pair's who are smitten and refuse to let the other person get hurt. Men who have that soft spot for the ones they love and uptight women who adore their love interests deep down and struggle to show it.

Mira/erza: rivals turned lovers. Or alternatively rivals and lovers. You enjoy your Sapphic ships and lock onto any potiential Sapphic content in the media you consume. You like powerful women who can kick ass, and what's better than one powerful woman? That's right, 2. You also possibly enjoy the knight/guard and proper lady dynamic.

Jellal/erza: you like redemption arcs and second chance romance. Childhood friends to lovers. Characters who experienced trauma together and bond through it and their growth. You prefer ships where the female character is treated like a queen by her love interest who thinks she's the best thing in the world. You prefer your male leads to be at least a bit pathetic enough for you to feel bad for them even if they're still capable. You like confident women who can destroy the enemy.

Gruvia: fans/idols. You'll always enjoy a romance where the love interest gets with the person they've obsessed over for years. Romances where one person devotes everything they have and are to the other. And romances where one character is more distant but still shows they care in their own ways. You like the cool male lead and the weird female lead.

This is not every ship, just the ones I could think of off the top of my head

[mtdthoughts]

Personal Migi & Dali Character Ranking

Unlike most of my other posts, this one is completely opinionated and subjective. I generally try to rank characters based on complexity, character development, and whether they're interesting rather than likability alone.

Please also note that this is a reflection of the entire story.

Dali: The best hands down, no questions asked. If you're familiar with this blog, then this shouldn't come as a surprise. I love Migi too, but Dali keeps the story so interesting with his bold and wacky plans and his charisma. Furthermore, his complexity, character arc, and redemption were the most satisfying to see.

Migi: He and Dali complement each other so well, and seeing him grow into a proper twin brother capable of saving Dali was satisfying to see. His lovable goofiness throughout the story was also very fun to watch.

Reiko: She ranks surprisingly high as she was quite the compelling antagonist. I love how Sano introduces her as a perfect mother and neighbor and then slowly peels back the layers to reveal the demon within, which was terrifying to see, but in a good way. Despite this, she was a very tragic character, and she serves as an important parallel to Dali.

Eiji: He started off as a prick, but then we gradually realized how tragic and pitiable his circumstances were (he truly never stood a chance!). His redemption was very satisfying to see, and he was also crucial in highlighting Dali's character development and growth.

Sonoyamas: Very wholesome and loving parents, and just heartwarming to see as they were helpful in Migi's character development as well as a foil to Reiko and Dali. I love how the twins were suspicious of them at first, and Youko's outbursts (SHIT) are always great to hear.

Micchan: A true heroine, as she stuck her neck out (literally) for the twins, and her devotion and love towards children definitely shows.

Akiyama: A true friend and moral compass for the twins, and without him, they probably would've remained social pariahs. He also played a significant role in Migi's character development.

Maruta: A decent guy who was desperate for friends, and also quite the quick thinker and tech savant. Wish he would've been shown a bit more prior to the twins' reveal.

Karen: Cute girl that turned out to be an unexpected ally. Love how she can be strangely calculating and emotionless.

Metry: Sorry, but she was more a plot device rather than an actual character. But she does serve as an important parallel to Migi.

Sardine/Fidelite: They may be good dogs, but they're still dogs.

Akira: This guy was a complete buffoon who expected nothing to be wrong after he found out about his affair and continued to pursue Metry, and thought nothing was wrong when she mysteriously disappeared. I guess he tried to be a decent father, but honestly he's an afterthought and a pushover compared to the other characters. I do wish that we could've seen some closure between him and the twins.

[my-mt-heart]

They wanted Daryl to grow... "Melissa wanted to be on the show"... "It was always the plan"... Excuse me, if that would be true, they're idiots. There're 100 ways to let Daryl grow alone and they'd done it for years on the main show while separating those two. The only truth in those three statements are the first two. They wanted a Daryl show and they knew Melissa wanted to do the spinoff. Obviously, she didn't fit in.

In one of the newest interviews of Norman, he said, both are going separate ways, the show will be about their story until they'll reunite. Yes, why not from the beginning? Because it might not have been the plan?

By separating them, they had the chance to let him grow but even that failed in the first season. He didn't grow, he went back to that redneck from years ago but forgot about his childhood trauma and some weird scenes were born.

Not seeing the nun on the bts pics might mean, A, she died during the first part of the shoot or B, they're hiding her like Melissa at first. B could be very unfuriating and I still don't trust the writers and EP.

If one event seemed to be a timetable, that's the final event and TTD afterwards. Nothing was settled then and MMBs future on the show still unknown.

They wanted the Daryl show, they got it and they had to pay for their pettiness. I hope they're finally able to accept they're idiots with too big egos.

The excuse that Carol's absence allowed Daryl to grow is exactly that, an excuse. Not a very believable one, just like when Gimple tried to say Carl's death in S8 was important for Rick's growth. Between him, Norman, and Nicotero, I'm really tired of hearing them defend the absolutely nonsensical choices they made for whatever personal agendas each of them had, and I'm tired of AMC letting them. I'm tired of the lack of concern for Melissa's professional reputation and for fans. Carylers look to these characters for strength and hope. They don't want to be treated like they're weak, undervalued, unheard, or unlikely to get what they want.

To me, it sounds like Norman and Nicotero wanted the spinoff to feel like the glory days of TWD, which is not the wrong way to go at all, except they thought they had to "reset" the character, having him behave the same way he did in S2, which like you said is the opposite of growth, plus it cheapens everything we saw him experience throughout the rest of the flagship show. Case in point, the childhood abuse. Case in point, his relationships with Carol, Rick, Judith and RJ, Lydia, I could go on.

I'm happy to see Melissa/Carol get the hero arc she's owed, so I'm not too bothered by separate arcs in S2, but it's frustrating at the same time since there are only six episodes and the wait has already been hard. My biggest concern is the potential unevenness of the arcs. I don't want to watch Carol go to the ends of the earth for Daryl while he's second guessing where he belongs. I don't want their reunion to be anticlimactic or ambiguous. The payoff needs to be huge, and like you, I'm having a hard time trusting any of the EPs other than Melissa. I know she'll push for the story Carol/Caryl deserve, but the level of misogyny and gatekeeping I'm seeing makes me extremely wary.

Melissa's deal closed at the end of last year, roughly when AMC sent out a survey regarding the title, so they were well aware of her future on the show, but still decided giving the male EPs what they wanted was more important than giving fans the Caryl show they were promised. I'm worried that they still aren't doing anything to fix the problem.

[klappert-art]

It's my 5 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳 --- Wow it's been 5 years since I tried to learn to draw properly and post them here 😅

Long rambling under the cut

Honestly it was pretty challenging for me because my study (when I started this blog) was pretty intense, also I live at home, commute every day to go to class so finding time & energy to draw is out of the window. I'm always amazed that most of my fav artists are real university students too, who probably have it even harder than me but they can draw a lot better... So why can't I??

The thing that I learned over time is, I improved faster when I draw fan arts. Because I have real and strict references to follow, unlike when I do OC where I usually just random bullshit go. That's why you see me posted fan arts more here. I just do my favorite fandom to motivate myself lol.

I am a picky person regarding fandom because mentally I can't handle so many heartbreaks (HAHA). And I need a fandom with diverse things to draw. Fate series is very perfect for me. I really like their ideas and the characters are just challenging. I've been into it since 2016-2017 and my pre-Fate art compared to today is... dkgeagwefgwk. I owe my skill growth to this fandom. My first post here was a Tomoe Gozen fan art 😂

I got into radar twice (which is still weird and unbelievable) because of a Noragami FA and my first A:TLA FA ever posted. Which was funny, because I don't draw them that much. But then again, my first "exposure" was from a random Taylor Swift ink art for a random inktober in 2019. That was so surreal lol.

Maybe you notice another fandom I draw a lot too, yes the game of all people in this world: Genshin Impact. Man, I started the game in release and thought "I have to make at least one fan art with the scenery of the game, and maybe this gonna be my first and last GI fan art." And look where we are now. I didn't expect this game would blow up, I believe the first FA I posted was one of the earliest Genshin post on tumblr 😂.I started doing GI FA also because I am mesmerized by the landscape and want to draw landscapes better. You see, there's this kind of reason in EVERY media I'm involving myself into. I simply like pretty and cool things. Sadly at some point the fandom is hell, so I like to take a step back sometimes.

Few months ago I also did some vtubers FA. Although mostly HoloID only, simply because I'm proud of them. Vtuber community has this unique relationship between Vtubers and derivative works, so you can feel real accomplishment when you showed your work to them.

Still, I still highly prefer to make real good original art and story someday. For now, I guess I have to grind first, because my current level is still not where I want to be yet to achieve that.

I use tumblr to post because I like the blogging and tagging system, however this site isn't popular in my country and my marketing for local cons isn't effective if I only use tumblr. I have IG, but I don't like it, thinking I should make twitter or something. AAaaA. My wish for now is to make many money with art lol (at least to supply my disposable income).

And some little things about myself, I'm working now, but not in creating art/design field. It's more of a history and research field (I do still interested in design... if I have the chance--yes I graduated from design thingy school). This blog is like... my creative outlet. The girl on my avatar is my OC Klappy, a gjinka of klappertaart. Klappertaart is the name of an Indonesian dessert (well, the name itself is dutch I guess) made from coconut topped with raisins. Dalr is an acronym from my real name. Thanks for reading, have a good day.

[rey-jake-therapist]

I know it'll sound crazy but the more I think of it, the more I realize that seasons 3 and 4 actually ARE my favorite seasons of Sherlock.

Maybe because I didn't watch this show from a shipper's perspective - no judgement, it's never been my thing but I sometimes wish it was, I'd probably feel less lonely :) - , I didn't interpret many scenes like others did, and didn't hate most of the things that most of Tumblr seem to hate.

And finally, after a few days spent... digesting what I saw, I just can't deny that the last two seasons are those that made me the most emotional, those that made me enjoy Benedict and Martin's acting the most, those that made me love Moly Hooper and Louise Brealey the most too. They are also the seasons that made me actually care for Mycroft!

All these characters went through an awesome growth and I think that's beautiful. As far as I'm concerned season 3 is just.... Perfect, in the sense that there's nothing I disliked. There was so much emotion, and I laughed so much!

I read long rants about the explanation provided by Sherlock to Anderson, because it wasn't plausible at all but that's what I loved about it! I think that was the point of this scene: Sherlock DID feed bs to Anderson so he would move on, because he knew that he would never believe the truth anyway. I guess that was the authors poking fun at the fans and I understand it wasn't of everybody's taste, but hehehe sorry I found that hilarious 😅

I have more complicated feelings towards season 4, I think the arrival for Eurus should have been prepared beforehand to work and I really disliked the "genius criminal sister who planned it all five years in advance in 5 minutes with another criminal genius". But the emotional rollercoaster they put me through! Some scenes literally wrecked me, I was IN TEARS! And I can't say that about any of the shows I watched since the Sandman..... also the soundtrack for this season was among the best of the series so, yep, I love season 4 and always will.

Sure it wasn't perfect. I didn't like that Mary died, and unlike many I didn't hate her, I think she was badass and I was touched that John and Sherlock gave her a second chance. I didn't like what Molly went through but narratively it was still devastatingly beautiful, the way Sherlock killed her slowly while trying to save her. The ending was messed up though, too bad.

All that to say, if there are other people who don't hate these seasons and wish to talk about it with me more, pleaaaaase reach out! ✌️

[strawberryqueen00]

Do you think that Viren is dead?

I hope this meme accuracy describes my words. If not…oh boy

But legit…there’s a chance. So Aaravos very clearly words it “the blood of your child” not the “life of your child” the blood. That is some SUPER specific wording I’ve been thinking of. Because well…Claudia is currently missing a leg and is letting a lot of blood. But Aaravos also uses the words “sacrifice” later. This implies a death(or that there just needs to be ENOUGH blood that the only one to get it is death which Claudia bleed out could provide).

But then there’s the question of

1. Can they find Viren in time. He’s in the woods(i assume this isn’t that big of a deal)

2. Would Claudia even have the strength to do this?(would be interesting if Terry used dark magic here 👀 but also unlikely)

3. How does she figure out how to do the spell. The homunculus saying “Blood of Child” seems like a detail that the writers very likely put in to let Claudia know about the blood but who tells her the symbol in the spell? I guess the homunculus could draw the symbol in the ground?

But we’ve seen this happen before where Claudia has done something the person didn’t want/had accepted reality in Soren. Soren was fine with what happened after the dragon fight. And having the extra drama of Claudia using dark magic to bring him back if he didn’t want to. THE ANGST YOU GUYS!

But I’m not just conflicted from a logistical perspective but from a character perspective.

If the story better if Viren comes back?

Is it more narratively fufilling for Viren to choose to die a meaningless death without dark magic when he was so prideful of positions of power. Of being remembered for something greater than this. To die on his own terms humbly on the ground, forsaking that thing that his pride focused on so much?

To some him dying without seeing the rest of the gang or them knowing he gave up dark magic is a waste. But, I don’t think so. Because it is a legitimately an interesting take to have a villain come to a moral change and become a better person without the heroes ever knowing. That you can grow as a person even in your last moments and that you don’t always have to reconcile with the people you hurt for your growth to be valid.

They can still hate you and you can grow as a better person and that’s okay.

So. Do you understand why I made the meme I did st the top of my post? There are so many unique possibilities for Viren’s development from this point forward if they let him live or not.

I don’t think it’s as obvious in one side of another if his death will be permanent.

Now time for a crack theory if you were there just for that answer you can leave. I don’t fully believe this but as a not normal.tm person. My brain is…interested in this potential connection. Follow my lead for a second.

So. Terry is an Earthblood Elf and we have seen in the show and the spellbook that they can control plants and stone. And the image we’ve seen at the beginning of every episode? Viren turning to stone. What if Terry had a way to seal Viren in stone in a state where he’s on the edge of death until they can help him?

This is also an additional theory that works here.

Just to be clear, I even LESS believe this but the threads are there for it.

We know that humans can have revelations about the Arcanums after their dark magic dream. What if, in this moment of death. Of accepting life and staying true to his beliefs, grounding himself for the first in his life. We know from the Tale of Xadia books(sorry using wiki screenshots my phone is cringe) the associations the show has with Earth. We know we can trust what the book has to say about Arcanums and the show because what they say about the Ocean is what Callum uses to learn it.

A lot of these currently don’t currently fit Viren but they could in a symbolic sense. In the future(harmony to represent the growth he’s made in his relationship with through Terry along with harmony in himself AND harmony between dark magic and Arcanum magic! Patience he showed in how long he waited for the throne and his plan but also a symbolic patience of how it’s taken for him to get here,

Before this he’s also been shown to be stubborn, resilient, he literally is a representation of the deep history humans have with dark magic. HOW MANY HAS HE TRIED TO HEAL PEOPLE WITH DARK MAGIC GUYS COME ON! BALANCE! BALAANCE Light and Dark come on!

This is all just a crack theory but the more I connected then points made and more sense. The narrative potential of the greatest user of Dark Magic in the series. The Magic that hurts creatures to use, becomes a magic user of EARTH AND NATURE. To heal what he has done. To take what he used to use and help it heal and grow. Like talk about a full circle opportunity!

But it’s pretty unlikely with what we know and it anyone wants to write a fanfic or make art off Earth arcanum Viren AU PLZ @ me I love this.

[blondedingdong]

tw: emotional abuse; family trauma; mention of mentall illness & clinic I am so done with things.

ain't it funny how my family abused me for 30 years and traumatized me; causing me to have BPD, depression and PTSD; not to mention the fact that I was barely able to live on my own and how I had no idea of social interaction... yet they have the GULL to call me the villain, ungrateful and the problem in this whole fucking mess - now that I finally fight back the abuse after years and years of just taking the blows and give back facts on what went wrong in our whole family relationship. Showing them my growth and understanding of the issues of our family. But guess it's easier to just look away and place the blame on the easiest target. Huh, shame that said target won't let this shit happen to her anymore. I've been called the mistake of the family forever. it is still me who is the problem in this trainwreck they call "family" where one person backstabs the other over petty things and gang up on the weakest person in the pack so to speak. -smh- yup, sure. I am the villain, I am the unwanted bastard kid nobody asked for to be dumped on them yet here I am. but when I moved - no RAN - away from them, cut off the contact for a while, they all whined and begged for me to return. just for me to get back, giving them a chance and fall into being the toy again. the convenient little black sheep. cuz it is easier to point at someone and go "you were the curse to the family your mother dumped on us!". I cannot believe I let their remark get to me the other day where they said that I "am not meant to have ANY form of relationship" because I am "so difficult, messed up and evil". How it's no wonder that everyone leaves me, that family, friendships and romances break because I am not normal and have always been a freak. I feel like I'm in a poorly written anime sometimes istg... No. I am not the flaw. Yes, I am mentally ill and have major issues that need therapy and a lot of work (and they refuse to see that they were the main reason as to why I became like that in the first place). I made a lot of mistakes and keep making mistakes related to my illnesses and the issues/scars my upbringing left. I hurt dearly beloved people in the same way my family hurt me. But I AM doing things to make it better. Unlike them I realized my issues and wanted to change things and improve. I went to a clinic, got a proper diagnosis, got medication, started to go to a self-help group, started to CHANGE something in my life to be better than them and at least break this generational trauma on my end. this family is beyond saving. like, why do I keep bothering to come back and believe "maybe we can finally settle things. maybe we can finally heal a little as a family". I am such a naive fool. -sighs-

If I ever get to fulfill my dream of having a kid myself I will not let anything that happened to me happen to them. This mess of a family trauma will not be carried on. Nobody should deal with this shit.

[grapecaseschoices]

It is so funny that Alana's stat with Sebastian is the highest relationship stat i have- thus far - for any of my infamous MC.

Sadly, I honestly don't think they would work romantically, even though surfacely it makes sense. Hopefully they will become friends though.

Though this really is everyone loves Alana except Orion bwbsheh and I guess Griff. She has the best stats [so far] of all my MCs. I mean Griff makes sense. She has been kind of harsh with him in a way that may seem out of character, but I see as part of her arc. He reminds her too much of bad decisions past. I feel sometimes she is TOO @ him but thinking on it now, it must have been jarring to have those rose-colored smacked off and seeing the "real" G. It really was a 0 to 60 introduction/reality check.

Unlike Ori who might still want to give Gina a chance, Alana's history has her projecting on Griffin. Bad or not he's going to be the stand in, the mannequin she fumbles against in her growth. I guess.

Alana being the most friendly is not surprising. Nor is her being so high in professionalism or humbleness. BUT it is nice to see in play. It is nice to see it oj paper too, outside of my head because I never got to do much with her. She was just more flatter in Bloomic but the potential was there.

My brain can't help compare her with Ori and BJ -- and even Hiyam. Partially because I always fear everything I write/create sounds and looks the same, but also I guess both in appreciation of the game mechanics as well my loving to compare/contrast things. Like it is interesting to see how two characters lean into a similar stat but go about it in different ways [picking different choices/moments] or if they do pick the same way, knowing that the intent/approach is different and then pondering why. All of this helps better color and shape how I see them.

But anywho.

I am curious/find it interesting that she comes off more shy than serious. When im done playing everyone, and I might go back to see what choices lead to which. Becahse while she IS shy [and insecure], I feel that her kindness can be reserved and that is usually her approach with her emotions. I guess its such a mix that it is hard for me to say whixh is more- at least at this point or creating her - but it is interesting how it shows up in numbers/through the code.

I'm not surprised by her art driven [or jaded lean], but I kind of feel - by some of my thoughts when playing her - that might shift as the story goes along. I feel she's open to compromise and is still struggling to merit her own value. And put importance wjat matters to her. But I also feel at times she has more (or maybe different) confidence in her and the bands ability to make it. [And maybe in deserving it as well.] I can see her as an artist that is true to her roots but is sensible about what may be needed for success.

Group Chat name: Darling's Darlings

[It's funny picturing August and Iris in pastels; bc that's the look -- Iris gets a pass tho, pastel goth. That is the comprimise]

[the-bjd-community-confess]

Hello, this is Oldie Chinese Diaspora™️ Anon again. It’s always nice when folks ask specific questions, especially when they were asked in good faith. And to the best of my abilities, I am happy to answer. I say this, because unless I camp outside the factories themselves and ask the workers how much they are paid, what I am doing here is to make educated guesses. Of course, your mileage may vary, but I do my best.

Also: I would like to correct myself from last time. The recaster’s factory is located in Taihe region, in the Jiangxi province. I cited it as Xianxi last time. And I would like to apologize for that mistake.

Here's a little bit about China’s history of industrialization in the last 50 years. The previous chairman, Deng Xiaoping, understood that China cannot completely shut the rest of the world out and still survive. His idea of “let a small set of people get rich first” led to the opening of the Eastern seaboard as trading hubs in the late 80’s. As a consequence, outside money diffused inward from major trading centres such as Shenzhen and Guangzhou, along with concepts such as a livable wage and better standard of living. Of course, this is not to say that people who survive on the lowest rung of the socioeconomic strata do not get exploited, it means on the preponderance of things, people who live and work on the coast are, on average, much better off than people who live inland.

This can be seen from the publicly available income disclosure published by the provincial government. Guangdong province is one of the richest provinces in China, with the average income at $108,045 RMB ($15,157USD) per year in 2020. ( http://stats.gd.gov.cn/tjkx185/content/post_3305936.html) If you take the region which Shenzhen belongs to, the average income per year jumps up to $112,955 RMB ($15,846 USD). Compare this to Jiangxi where the average annual income is $52,677 RMB ($7390 USD) per year in 2021, we see a drastic difference. (http://tjj.jiangxi.gov.cn/art/2022/6/2/art_38582_3982696.html ) In the region which Taihe belongs to, the average income per year is $50,147RMB ($7035 USD). [Note: These numbers are collated from tax data and independently published by each province. Some data can be missing, which explains the difference between 2020/2021. The growth rate year-on-year is less than 10%, however (9.4% for Guangdong, 7.8% for Jiangxi). The differences are unlikely to affect the overall picture much.]

I think we can all agree that unskilled manual labourers tend to earn below the average when it comes to income. That’s true everywhere. For an unskilled labourer in Taihe, Jiangxi, it means to earn less than $4178 RMB ($586USD) a month. It’s not too far away from the numbers that I have cited from last time. I may not be able to get the most accurate numbers, but the least I can do for you is to offer you the most educated guess I can manage.

Someone asked “How do we know that’s not how legit companies operate as well?” The answer is actually a bit more complicate than just pure numbers. You’ll have to buckle in with me for this one.

You see, when it comes to manufacturing anything, there is a continuum: on one hand you have someone who produces a very small amount but sells for a high price per item (think haute couture). On the other hand, you have people who push their profit margins very low and survive through sheer production numbers. Most manufacturers lie somewhere along this line. For most legit companies, their mode of operation is closer to the first kind – we see that through the short pre-order period, small number of limited sets, etc. These companies do not have the ability to pump out 6,000 dolls per month (as per the recaster’s own company profile: https://chinabjd.en.alibaba.com/company_profile.html) so they survive through setting their items at a higher price. With a smaller batch means 1. You are producing within your means and 2. A better chance with quality control. For the recaster, the mode of operation is closer to the second type – the profit margin may be low, but they are pushing through with volume. Combined with pitifully cheap labour, the recaster’s profit margin is large enough for it to survive … and grow.

For the people who doubt the ability for recasts to strangle the viability of legit companies, here’s your answer as well. In order to survive, the recaster has no choice but to crank out as many dolls as possible. Over time, legit companies will close up due to the fact that their numbers cannot compete. You are seeing a field where it’ll be 3, 4 recasts to one legit doll, for example. And one by one, smaller companies that do not have the ability to pivot/innovate/stay one step ahead of the recasters will be choked out of the arena, eventually leaving only the recaster. The bootleg/counterfeit economy is therefore parasitic, but precariously so. If the parasite grows too fast, it will kill the host and kill itself in the process. Luo understands that his empire is growing to a degree that legit companies are feeling the squeeze. It may explain why he is trying to reach out to independent artists and offering itself as a casting service (think the recent Junji Ito-inspired doll head) in order to prevent itself from being too successful to the point of killing itself.

And finally, for the person who asked: Yes, the “Main markets and product” indicate where the company is selling to. North America seems to be the second largest market after Russia. It makes some sense to me, but it’s difficult to articulate without doing more research. Therefore, I am unable to comment on this part further.

Still, I have to confess that I am no economist. If anyone here has a business degree and has more insight into what we’re talking about here, please feel free to jump in!

~Anonymous

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We hope you've all been enjoying all of the incredible creations that Next Gen Fest has had to offer in our first week! We have two more weeks to go, with plenty of incredible fic and art for you to enjoy!

Jeddy:

All In (E, 4K)

James and Teddy have sex for the first time. It's... not actually that great.

Sirius Rising (M, 4K) 

I always wondered what happened when Sirius fell, those Ancient Egyptians watching his star fall from the sky, watching that brightness plummet to his demise, falling farther and farther from our world into another. Sirius falling… falling… falling… How could they bear it? How can I? The same story set decades apart, separated by a curtain of love and loss. Maybe this time around our ending will be different.

When You’re a Man (T, 2K)

“When you’re a man, you know you’re a man,” says Teddy at tea.What about when you don’t, though, wonders James. What about when… sometimes you feel like a man, and other times, you feel like a woman? What if you see Teddy, literally switching bodies from male to female as if it’s no big deal, confident in his masculinity all the way, when you – stuck in this male body: flat chest, beard growth, prominent adam’s apple, dick and balls – sometimes feel as if this is anything but right for you?

Scorbus:

Boys Like That (T, 14K)

Albus suspects he would have been the family disappointment, even if he wasn't a squib. But without magic, he knows he will never be good enough for his father. Visiting Hogwarts introduces him to the world that should have been his birth right, and means he meets someone quite unlike the family he knows. Scorpius is bullied and lonely, and Albus offers him the chance of a friend.

Sweet Desire (E, 5K)

It’s the day after their NEWTs, but while all the other students want to be outside enjoying the nice weather, Albus and Scorpius decide to sneak back into the castle to enjoy each other instead.

The Naked Truth (G, digital art) 

Albus on the cover of Witch Weekly revealed some spicy secrets. Who would guess that behind the moody face and ancient band t-shirts is hiding a sexy young man with the body of a Renaissance sculpture? Scorpius definitely didn't.

Cross Gen:

At Your Assistance (E, 6K, Teddy/Hermione) 

A marriage crumbling and a sudden attraction to her handsome personal assistant. Hermione doesn't want to cross that line with Teddy, but then she does.

Possessive (E, 2K, Draco/Lily Luna) 

When Draco Malfoy sees Lily Luna Potter talking to a known player, he gets protective and jealous. After shagging her, his possessive attitude only increases. Will it reach a breaking point?

Rare Pairs/Gen Fic:

Sitting Across from You (E, 7K, Albus/Scorpius/Teddy)

You’re still heartbroken, you’re still horny as fuck, you’re still a coward.

On the Right Track (G, 10K, Lily Luna & Hugo)

When Lily and Hugo learn something about who they are, the adults don’t know how to react, and it’s up to the children to work out their own feelings, manage their families, and work out what to do about the rest of their lives. But at least they're not alone in going through it.

To confess. Finally. (G, digital art, James/Scorpius) 

Love confession through flowers.