#From here on the actual matchups get much easier

[best-undertale-song]

Revival Rounds are scheduled for tomorrow, 2:00 pm EST.

[3416]

the thing is, i wouldn't be nearly as bothered about mitch not being on the top line if it wasn't being treated as some kind of proof that he's never been good enough to play there and that it hurts the team or drags auston down when he does. i don't care about domi ultimately, he's an effective player (when he's not taking boneheaded penalties) and obviously it helps to spread out our best guys to make each line that little bit harder to play against by forcing the other team to decide how to matchup. whatever. i don't agree with keefe's choices there but i get the intent.

what i do care about is one of the best players this franchise has ever seen being treated like some kind of anchor holding the team (and auston specifically) back from achieving greatness and using domi's success with auston (BECAUSE of auston tyvm) to paint him as some selfish jealous (genuinely wtf @ this fanfiction in particular coming from an actual media guy) brat pouting over being ~demoted~ when he's never not done what has been asked of him (which is literally fucking everything) and has always been fully on board any time he's been paired with johnny!! or anyone else!! like these are all mitch's guys!!! he loves them and this team /so much/!!!! like i genuinely can't imagine the list of things he loves more than being a leaf is very long

i'm just so tired of so many (non-tumblr) fanspaces being dominated by people who have made an entire personality out of treating him like one of the worst things that's ever happened to the leafs (and, again, auston specifically) because idk they hate his dumb dad (welcome to the club weirdos!!!) and/or can't "forgive" him for his contract. even the critique of him in the playoffs is overblown in comparison to the rest of the team and the goalposts for what it means to be a ~playoff performer~ always seem to find a way to shift as needed to single him out as some kind of unique failure among the group which.. rme for all time

anyway sorry for venting lmao it's just such a bummer but WHATEVER here's to mitchell daniel marner having the best damn playoffs of his damn life!!!!!!!! go leafs go

ohhh anon. so many things i can (and will) say here, but you and i are totally on the same wavelength, lol. that's what has made this stretch so much worse imo... auston on a hot streak with two mid guys and workable chemistry (for now) all around, and we try spreading out the "offense" but actually... for the leafs... i think spreading the offense is less what we're doing w 1634 and more... shifting defensive responsibility off of our 'top' line and giving them easier matchups by putting the tougher ones with the mcmann-jt-marner line bc mitch is there now to take on some more defensive responsibility that isn't doable by players like willy/whoever else plays rw there. (which annoys me in it's own way bc it makes the 'top' line look more impressive stat wise while not even dealing with the most dangerous 'top' line on the other team, lol but.. it's still gonna require auston to be On Top of it all the time bc he's by himself defensively.. only reason it annoys me is the discourse afterward too like anyway). mitch and auston are our best all around players by quite a bit, lol, so i get WHY splitting them up works well too, but when people get mad that they're together so much... when they've proven to work better and be more dangerous year after year as a duo... i mean, peoples anger should be at the rest of the lineup that sometimes doesn't pull their own weight in that regard, lol. i get the experiment we're running rn. i'm not confident it will work, but we will see. i don't care if it does or doesn't... doesn't change the fact that ultimately, i know they want to play together the most and that hasn't changed bc of some randos that came in this year so. i genuinely think auston requests to play with mitch often after not being allowed to for a couple years, and this year he's sucking it up for the playoffs and trying something different for the sake of the team.

as for the way a lot of people treat mitch as expendable... it's so frustrating to me too... just the double standards abt him vs anyone else are insane. even tonight, seeing people lose their fucking minds over max reposting a fan's hype video without credit and assuming he made it (?? lol) and drooling all over themselves about how he "has the passion", but like... mitch had a video made last year and people were telling him to get off social media and perform better in the playoffs in the exact same spaces like. if he even comes on social media near the playoffs, it's always just hateful. honestly.... so many leaf fans don't deserve him and don't deserve to see a cup in their entire lifetimes either, lol. it makes my relationship with this team so much more complicated to have such a hate for the fanbase like that. like . this year, i just care so much less about the team as a whole too. i'm less connected to the overall results, lmao. i love the leafs and want my guys specifically to be able to win the cup in their lifetime more than anything, but i realllyyy don't care about some of these ppl on our team and i hate how the worst fans in this fanbase feel so vindicated over the dumbest ugliest shit. like i'd give anything to not have to see braindead opinions for a single day. as much as i'm rooting for them, if this isn't the year... well. we move, lol. i wouldn't die! (which is exactly why they'll prob do it this year lol) i'll feel competitive while watching the playoffs, esp vs the bruins, but like... whatever happens happens man. my men will be coming back and i hope some other ones won't, regardless of playoff results. sometimes it's even less about the player himself and more about the idiots attached.

all i literally care about this year is mitch's performance since we're going into a contract year for him. nothing he could possibly do would get people off his back but that, and somehow his points never seem to matter in the playoffs bc they're in games we're already winning ?? but yeah. the willy is our best playoff performer narrative makes me fucking laugh man........ like people will lower their standards and move their goalposts and do ANYTHING to make it seem like mitch is cancerous and the reason we keep losing and everyone else steps up when he doesn't and it's just a fucking lie. morgan is the only one with visible elevation in the playoffs imo, and . idk. maybe the way the team's structured rn and shifting players to different lines will work. maybe it won't. we won a round not doing it last year, so it's not like that's THE make or break thing and we haven't even seen this lineup play a single meaningful game in the last month fnlkdsjf or a singular playoff game so. it's all a LOT of big talk. at the end of the day.. if the leafs ever make it to the cup.. itll be 1634 passing it to each other and their names next to each other and that's all i want for them, honestly. leafs duo of all time regardless of the dumbasses the 23-24 season has emboldened.

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hello! Hello! Can I have a Bungo Stray Dogs, MHA ans Haikyuu matchup?

Here is my information!

Name: Anna Lee

Pronouns: She/her

Preference: Male

Age range: Any

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. Lawfully Neutral. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I'm an extremely stubborn person and have to be right about everything. From a young age, my parents were extremely strict and had expected the best out of me which resulted in me being an overachiever. I have to get things perfect or be the best at what I’m doing. I'm really sensitive, even some small harsh words are enough to make me teary. I’ve been called a crybaby because of that and to be honest, that is true. I give too much to other people since I’m afraid of saying no since what if they hate me? And I'm too scared to ask for help or to have something cause I think they will think I'm selfish and worthless. Not the best self esteem 😔 I love to listen to other people since I think not a lot of people have others that they can tell what they wish to say without getting judged or outcasted. But the problem is that I judge too easily too. As much as I want to show a good image to others and help them, I tend to focus on my own needs and how everything can affect me for the better or worse. I hate repeating things, especially in front of a big crowd. I daydream too much. When I get excited, I speak really quickly and stumble over my words which I get embarrassed by and stop talking. I am very sensitive, especially when it comes to my appearance and personality. I’m always afraid that people are constantly judging me or hate me, which is why I tend to avoid public spaces or being around people in general. When I get familiar with someone or a crowd, I’m not that afraid to state my opinion. I get jealous and possessive easily, like I mentioned my parents are strict meaning I got very few things of my own and those things only came to me because I tried so hard to get it. So when I see someone else with it, it just irks me off. I always make plans but I know I’m not going to complete them, I just like to imagine the future if I actually had motivation and energy to accomplish things. I can never start new things while completing old ones. I am also the oldest child and have 4 younger ones, another reason why I stress too much. I don’t think I mentioned this, but I get angry really easily. The slightest mistakes just pisses me off. I suck at short talks and starting conversations, it’s much easier to have lengthier conversations. I can never do presentations, I always get too nervous. Plus, my friends say my voice is really soft so no one ever hears me much, especially since I’m uncomfortable. When I get angry, my judgement is clouded. I am terrible at holding grudges. I would be upset at someone but the second I see them again, I feel normal and happy in a way. Probably said this before, but I’m a huge day dreamer and stubborn. I can’t concentrate on my work because I always get distracted and daydream about things I will never have. I normally appear composed but have a fiery temper. I really want to be a lawyer. My parents never let me use the internet much as a kid so I pretty much live under a rock but I am incredibly book smart. 

Looks: Half-Korean and Half- White. I’m slightly chubby and curvy with a pear-shaped body (Double D cups). Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. Almond eyes that are doe-like and slightly turn up at the end but barely noticeable. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. Long dark brown hair that almost appears black but that solely depends on the lighting. My hair reaches my hips and is kinda wispy at the end. It’s usually on a ponytail with a few strands framing my face. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Music, Food, Being right about something, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking and cooking (even tho I’m not that good at it)  Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance, Long walks, Making Ocs,  Fiction, Name hunting, Suits, Me, Pinterest, Spicy food, Sweets, Lavender and Indicolite, Aesthetics, and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Prejudice People, Slow Walkers, People who chew loudly, Getting look down on, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Snow, Overlysweet things, Going outside, and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like, Doing nothing all day and Tomatoes

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

Ideal Type: Pretty Eyes. Will always be there for me and not afraid to speak their mind. Honest and loyal. Someone I can call her best friend, I can be weird around them and they won’t mind at all,Yet they would still help me see the light at the end of the tunnel and tell me it’s okay, that everything is gonna be okay. I wouldn’t like ‘innocent’ people nor ‘kind’ people cause I feel like I won’t be able to connect with them based on my morality level. Will be attentive to my needs. Not necessarily loud but not quite, somewhere in between. I want someone who I can feel okay around, as if everything was fine. Someone who would help carry a burden with me, we are together in everything. A type of person who would wait for me when I’m tying my shoelaces. 

Hi Anna! Thank you for your request! Sorry it took so long. I hope you like your matchups!

In Bungo Stray Dogs, I match you with...

Someone attentive, helpful, and who speaks their mind no matter what? Yep, that’s Kunikida in a nutshell.

He admires your intelligence, your tendency to overthink and your bluntness. It’s a nice change of pace since he's surrounded by…well, the Armed Detective Agency. No more needs to be said.

Loves reading murder mysteries with you. Sure, Kunikida works solving real life mysteries but it's nice being able to work through a problem without the stakes being real world life or death.

There's no need to worry about having nothing to do with him around. He's always busy either with work or personal things and is more than happy for you to tag along and help out.

Kunikida likes going on long walks with you when he has the time. They might get cut short sometimes due to his busy schedule but he'll always do his best to make time for you.

In My Hero Academia, I match you with...

Someone honest, not all that kind, but willing to be there for you when you need him? Yeah, that’s Bakugo all right.

Yes! You hold those grudges! Bakugo's right there with you. I definitely see him as the type of person to listen to you talk about someone and immediately start holding a grudge against them as well.

You're both very competitive and this can sometimes lead to conflict. But if you and Bakugo are able to see it as someone pushing you to be the best version of yourself, you'll be okay.

He's probably one of the realest people you will ever meet so there's no need to worry about him ever seeming fake. On the other hand, he also hates fake people so you can join forces to take them down together.

There's no way Bakugo doesn't like spicy food so a lot of dinner dates will definitely revolve around going to places that serve spicy stuff. He does make it into a competition though so be warned.

In Haikyuu, I match you with...

Someone with pretty eyes, super loyal, and who’s not afraid to be a bit weird around you? Kuroo is all about that.

Appreciates your ability to do things by yourself but does worry about you sometimes when you don’t ask for help. Just know that he’s there if you ever need him.

Food buddies! I see Kuroo as someone who enjoys good tasting food. He doesn’t really have a preference between savoury or sweet and he can handle spice, so wherever you want to go, he's happy.

There are a lot of unavoidable loud noises in volleyball so if you're not comfortable going to practise or competition matches, he completely understands. He's not going to force you to do anything you don't want to. That being said, if you do go to his matches, he'll be delighted.

Loves when you talk quickly because you're passionate about something. Since you're often more on the anxious self-doubting side, it's nice to see you let go of your inhibitions for once.

[r0s3s26]

Hello I’d like to request it for Haikyuu pls. <3 You name/nickname for request or blurb

safsaf

<3 Your pronouns

She/her

<3 A romantic or platonic match up

Romantic please <3

<3 Any gender preference

Male

<3 Your ideal first date/hangout

Stay with me: going to a mariage counselor and pretending to be married to see if we have good chemistry and see how good they are at coming up with a lie. That or clay sculpting.

<3 5+ bullet points or sentences talking about your personality (positive and negative)

I’m an extrovert but my social battery runs out quick, I looove things that make my life easier (air fryer), I wear my heart on my sleeve so I’m a lover girl, I’m terrible at dealing with my emotions but great at reading other people’s, I adore my friends(a lil more than my family).

<3 Likes

the smell of old books, daydreaming, psycho analyzing people, the horoscope although I don’t believe it

<3 Dislikes

Not speaking up on social injustices, rude to restaurants workers, someone who’s not confident and keeps on deminishing themselves as a way of manipulating me much more

<3 The traits you look for in a partner or friend

Emotionally intelligent but still funny. Laid back cause I’m not and someone who can listen to me YAP

<3 Your hobbies and interests(sports, clubs, etc)

Interest in anything related to humanities. Cooking. Content making.

thank u so so much.

Your Matchup is…Sugawara Koushi!!

<3 Everyone forgets that Suga is a menace

<3 Like on the same level as Noya and Tanaka but more secretive and or chill about it

<3 So he would absolutely to the marriage counselor thing and be so into it

<3 But he is also a very chill person so if you want to chill activities he can do that

<3 Just very much a go with the the flow kinda guy

<3 Lover boy right here

<3 The team would be sick of how lovey dovey you both are *que Daichi and Asahi gagging noises*

<3 Because Suga is a setter, his entire job is to read other people and how they will react to certain plays. So he definitely uses that with you when dealing with you emotions and working through them with you

<3 Because you are also good at reading emotions I think you both would psychoanalyze people just for the fun of it

<3 Because you care so much about your friends, and the team becomes your friends, you also become the team mom (i’m putting you also as a 3rd year)

<3 Longest yap sessions ever

<3 You would look through your call log and see one that was 7 hours long just cause you both couldn’t get off the phone

<3 Please make him food, if you do he will be yours for life

Drabble:

You and Suga are sitting in your kitchen with a bunch of clay around you, wondering how you got into this mess, but that's a story for another day. But you are here now and you said you were gonna do it. “Hey honey, do you even know how to make clay sculptures?” Suga said in a tone that was mixed with nervousness and amusement “Of course I don’t, but we will learn today!” you replied excitedly. Now you are sitting across from each other sculpting the other's face, well attempting to. When you are both done with said sculptures you both turn them around and show them to each other, and it went a little something like this; “Ok 3, 2, 1” you both said as you flipped your busts. You both immediately start laughing y’alls asses off at the way the sculptures look “Suga that is not what I look like” you say with a laugh “My nose does NOT look like that”, “Um I would like to call it artistic liberty my sweets” he says very matter a-factly “And I don’t look like that ether my eyes are not that big” “Erm you literally have baby doll eyes, no not even, puppy eyes, so this is actually super accurate mister” you say in a fake nerd voice. You both stare at each other and laugh again at each other's interesting interpretations of the other, not thinking about the worries or cares of the outside world, only thinking of you both and the moments that you two share.

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

Hello!! i hope you’re having a good day!! I would like to ask for a BG3 matchup, please!! To make it easier for you, I’ve added anything that might be necessary here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1-9dv4INxKsRYGLfZR22P7dUNY6gNqXnzEklxj_uxbhw/edit

A/N: Lol, I feel you w/ the undercut thing. If I let all my natural hair grow out, it would be its own situation every morning lol. Because you didn’t specify gender preference, I picked one male and female companion for you. 

For you, Google Doc Anon, I think you’d match best with Astarion (Male) and Lae'zel (Female)!

➶ Astarion is an independent person as well. Before he was turned he was a magistrate, a corrupt independent player who was very influential in getting what he wanted done. Of course, after being changed by Cazador, he lost all of his influence but managed to retain his aloofness and ambition. After getting a taste of freedom following 200 years of servitude, he’s insanely stubborn, and very vocal when it comes to voicing his displeasure about doing things. He makes it clear that he’s capable, but his capability is very intertwined with how much he wants to do something, similar to you. He finds such behavior to make sense and has absolutely no problems defending your thought process to anyone who complains. 

Granted, due to your shorter stature, he may not take you seriously upon first meeting you (he does make a fair amount of gnome jokes in game), but once he gets to know you, that all changes. He actually really likes your height difference because it makes him feel all the more  (dominant lol) in charge for once. And he loves, loves, loves your hair! He can’t see his hair in the mirror, but he likes to imagine it looks as cool as yours. He might even ask for your help dying his hair- of course, you’d have to try the colors first so he could see how they’d look on you before he’d dare try putting them on him, but that’s half the fun, right? 

Astarion enjoys the arts. Back as a magistrate, he’d frequent the theater and art shows, get the best-tailored clothes with the fanciest embroidery- anything that crossed art over with luxury, oh boy was he down. He wouldn’t ask you outright, he has his pride, but please please study him and draw him. He hasn’t seen his appearance in so long, and being able to see it through your gifted eyes would be such a marvelous treat. He trusts your craftsmanship 100%. 

And he understands your need for alone time. He, despite putting on a good show for everyone, is very drained after a day of ‘performing’. He needs time alone with you, just the two of you being quiet in order to recharge. He also tends to get a bit snippy when overwhelmed emotionally- which makes sense given his history. So don’t fret, he won’t take it personally if you yell or snap at him because you’re feeling overwhelmed so long as you don’t hold it against him when he occasionally does the same. 

And while he may be pompous at times, in most cases, it’s because he does have the skills to back it up. All the other times however, it’s good he has you to knock him down a peg, and get him to come back down to reality. You let him know he doesn't have to put on a show for you, he doesn't have to pretend. You love him just as he is. And he loves you just as you are. 

💥 Lae’zel is a great match for you because both of you are pragmatic, and disciplined people who do what it takes to accomplish their goals. As you said, you’re an INTP. INTPs tend to search for truth and accuracy, checking situations from multiple logical angles before proceeding. This is very much in tune with several Githyanki principles. However, unlike people who do not take you seriously due to your appearance, Lae’zel takes you as you are, at face value, so long as you’ve proven yourself worthy in your fields, your outer appearance is of no importance to her. 

She is much more focused on battle- the art of fighting. So she is very new to many of the artistic expressions you introduce her to. But if you put a lot of time and effort into your work, she appreciates it, not necessarily for how it turns out, but for the dedication you put into it. She also appreciates how instinctively smart you are. Intelligence is a sign of a worthy ally. 

She too, is not a fan of large groups, preferring to work by herself or with a few she really trusts. You, of course, are someone she trusts explicitly, so to have you around her doesn’t irritate her the way strangers do. In fact, she seeks out your company as a way to destress from the strife working with strangers causes her. 

She understands the need to separate work and social life now that she’s started developing a social life of her own. She respects your boundaries when you ask for time alone to work and does not worry about your loyalty or intentions. 

You are hers. You have said as much. And she is yours. She has said as much. No amount of time spent apart could possibly change that.

[obsoleteozymandias]

Hi!! I'm happy you liked your request! Thank you so much for the matchup exchange! I would also like someone from TWST.

I use they/he pronouns, and I'm somewhere on the transmasc/transman spectrum. I don't have a label for my sexuality, but I do have a preference for men and masc-leaning enbys. I'm also good with being matched with anyone.

Personality: I'm pretty shy, especially around strangers and while I'm in public. I am very much an introvert, and I enjoy my alone time a lot. I don't have a lot of friends, but the ones I do have are very special to me, and I find it much easier to open up to them. I have a close relationship with my parents, and I value my family a lot. While I have not been medically diagnosed with anything, it's pretty obvious to everyone around me I have anxiety, and I'm also known to be pretty paranoid. It can be a bit hard to deal with sometimes, but I make it work. Some of my friends also think I might have ocd, but I'm not quite sure myself. It's something I'm currently looking into. I tend to be pretty obsessive when it comes to my interests, and I have a tendency to let them consume my entire being. Sometimes it can be a good thing, but it's usually a hindrance when it's all I can think about. Most of my friends and coworkers consider me to be a kind person, and I tend to put others above myself. I'm very people-pleasing by nature, but I know when to stand up for myself as well.

Likes: I love animals a lot, especially dogs. I have two dogs right now, and I love them more than anyone. I'm a baker, and I make all of the dessert for any major family get-together, including Thanksgiving, Easter, and Christmas. I like gaming, but I prefer cozy, easy games like Pokemon and Stardew. I also play a lot of visual novels, but I know that not everyone considers those games since there's no actual game-play. I'm a collector of many things. My favorite thing to collect is Pokemon cards, and I also collect Yugioh from time to time. Other collections I have include anime figure, rocks/crystals, and plushies. I also love theater, especially musicals. My favorites right now are the Hatchetfield trilogy by Starkid. On that note, I also love anything horror.

Dislikes: I hate large crowds and being outside for too long. I much prefer being alone in a quiet room. I dislike anything medical, especially when it comes to needles. My mom still has to make my doctors/dentists appointments for me because I hate them so much. I hate the rain, especially when it's thundering. I live in a hurricane state, so I'm always wary of thunder since it could mean hurricanes and/or floods.

Type: I wouldn't really say I have any one specific type to be honest. I like someone who is kind and thoughtful. Someone who can balance out my anxiety while not being too extraverted or loud. My love language is gift giving, so someone who enjoys receiving gifts would be nice. I also like receiving words of affirmation. I also prefer someone who is a dog person like me since my dogs are very important to me.

Again, thanks so much for the exchange, and I'm so glad you liked your matchup!

Thanks for doing this exchange with me! I’m so sorry about the delay on this one, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless! 

== Twisted Wonderland ==>

I match you up with…

Vil Schoenheit 

Pre-relationship:

Opposites attract here. First of all, I think he notices your potential. He sees you and your shyness and anxiety, but beneath that, he sees your kindness and passion. He KNOWS from day 1 that he wants to see you flourish. 

Now, Vil isn’t necessarily kind per say, but I think he is considerate and conscious of other people. It isn’t the same, but he is rarely cruel to someone for the sake of cruelty.

He is certainly intimidating at first, and it takes a while for you two to navigate how to interact with one another, but I think you’ll find him honest and genuine to a fault. He won’t lie to you, nor will he try to harm you for his own gain. For all that he’s a hardass, he knows your limits, and won’t push you too far. 

Too far. There’s a bit of mutual pushing, and it’s all done with love. 

As you get closer, you two start to be more candid with one another. He tells you about his stressors during the day, and you recount yours to him. He won’t judge you for your collections, not genuinely at least. 

He also makes sure that you two spend time together in a safe and quuiet environment for both of your sakes. I’ve always imagined that he’s someone who enjoys the peace of silence. 

He’d even play games with you every now and then. I imagine he’d favor some more tactical or puzzle games, but he could absolutely play your cozy games with you too, although somewhat sparingly. 

Confession: 

Vil isn’t sure when he falls for you. It was a slow and steady thing, like seasons changing. It was just that one day he woke up and realized that he adores you. He loves that you two can sit in silence together. He loves that you are passionate and kind. He loves your passion for animals and baking. He loves how special you make him feel. He loves you. 

He does have doubts that he isn’t good enough for you. For all of his ego, he knows his own flaws - selfishness, arrogance, and perfectionism. He worries that he won’t make you happy. But at the same time, he can’t deny the way you make him feel. 

Rook noticed this, of course, and gave him some good advice: to just go for it and see where it leads him, and, most importantly, to accept whatever answer you give with grace. 

And so Vil treats you to a private dinner, a showing of a new stage production, and confesses to you afterwards with a loving smile.

Relationship:

Your relationship is built on being candid with one another. It takes a moment, but Vil is unusually quick to let his walls down around you. He tells you when things bother him, and you let on about your own worries in turn. 

He’s a master at combating your paranoia and anxiety. He knows exactly how to calm you down, and also how to make you feel better about both yourself and your worries. You two are always improving together. 

Any gift you give him would be invaluable. He’s definitely a material person, and so if you gift him some new weights or makeup, he’ll be floored. Expect to be covered in extra kisses and affection for a long while after that. 

You two definitely adopt dogs together! Vil takes them out on runs with him in the mornings, and they snuggle up with you two as you go to sleep. He doesn’t even hide his love for the dogs; they are the real bosses in your relationship. 

He actually imagines growing old with you and finds that he imagines you gorgeous regardless of age. 

And he imagines himself happy regardless of what he looks like, as long as he’s by your side.

[lost-eternity]

Supernatural Matchup -Closed-

This is a matchup trade with @perseephoneee

TW: Substance abuse (alcohol)

Let me know if I am wrong but.... are you a Dean Winchester girlie by any chance?

Idk that’s the vibes I got from reading over your blurb. 

That being said... I am not sure he is the best fit. 

Mainly because y’alls love languages clash hella. I can’t see Dean enjoying physical displays of affection to any extent (especially if it is public) and validation and compliments from him are exceedingly hard to come by. 

He is more likely to insult you than praise you for.... Anything really. 

You would have to thrive off playful banter and keep a tough exterior because Dean would accidentally just take it way too far. While also being okay with never actually hearing him say things like “I love you”. Or anything that indicates he actually cares. 

So I don’t think this would be a super healthy or satisfying relationship. (Obviously besides the fact that Dean, in of himself, is a flag redder than Mars but sometimes we need to be a bit delusional to fuel the soul). 

So, if not Dean then who? 

Well, without further ado here is your mans.

•──⋅☾CASTIEL ☽⋅──•

Right so, I knew immediately off the bat it was either going to be Cas or Sam. Both of these men are more sensitive and willing to listen. Both would try to take an interest in the things you like and would not disregard them as fanciful or frivolous (looking at you DEAN). But ultimately I strayed more towards Cas than Sam. 

Cas is clueless. We love him, but it is true. 

That being said, he does try his best. He would not understand wtf you are talking about, but he would delight in the way your eyes light up when you begin to speak about something you are passionate about.

The sheer joy that these topics bring you would be enough for the man to be enamored with what you are saying. 

Just be prepared for a lot of questions. 

Because like I said, he is clueless. 

I chose Cas over Sam mostly for this reason, actually. 

While I am sure Sam would do his best to take an interest in the things you like and listen to you when you speak of them, he is much more grounded. I could see him being “too busy” and not devoting his full enrapt attention to you. So you may end up feeling like he is being dismissive of you.

~

Moreover, you and Castiel are very similar in your self-sacrificing tendencies. Which, I suppose would compound a pre-existing issue. But I also think it means you will take care of each other. 

He would do whatever he can to make sure you are taken care of, even at his own expense. And you would do the same for him in kind. As a result, both of you serve each other in a way that is completely selfless and wholly dedicated. 

Which I think is very sweet. 

But I could see this getting toxic if taken to extremes. So please set boundaries. 

~

Another reason I selected Cas for you. 

You said that you enjoy emotionally unavailable men. 

Well. Here you go. 

As an angel, Castiel expresses very little external emotion. 

Especially earlier-seasons Cas. 

He is very objective and collective. Which, I suppose would make communication easier. But it would be difficult to rile him up about anything. 

I do not think he would get into many fights or disputes for this reason. 

But I could also see it being very frustrating. 

Trying to coax even the smallest amount of emotion out of this man would be like pulling teeth.

Especially if you are already frustrated with him?

Imagine trying to scold him for his recklessness and disregard for his own life on a past hunt and he just stares at you blankly and hits you with the “Okay.” 

Like, dude. 

Some amount of concern for personal safety would be nice????

Also, it is just really hard to argue with someone who agrees with everything you say.

Perhaps most hypocritically, I could see him getting genuinely pressed if you acted with the same disregard for safety. 

Your self-sacrificing nature reflects his and he would not be happy about it. 

Probably would scold you for your disregard for personal safety. 

And if you try to point out the hypocrisy in his argument he will just get even madder. 

Mainly because he cares. Buit does not really know how to express it. 

And he does not care if he dies. 

But losing you?

Somehow, that is so much worse than death. 

~

I also think your feistier side would be so cute with Castiel’s deadpan countenance and inability to grasp sarcasm. 

He would try to learn from you. 

But it would come out like a boomer trying to use Gen Z slang.

And you are all just staring at him like “Oh, hunny. No.” 

I think the two of you would play off each other very well.

Similar to how Dean and Cas do in the show. 

He would not get ANY of your references. 

But that is okay because you will force him to get them.

Please educate this man. 

Although he WILL try to also make references. And it will come out super awkward. 

Again he is trying. 

Many date nights for the two of you would likely consist of movie marathons/netflix binging. As it is your sacred duty to update the funny angel man. 

Just wait until you have to explain to him what a Dashcon Ballpit is 💀

~

Cas strikes me as the type who is silently touch-starved. 

But he would not know what to do with the affection. 

You could run up to him and wrap your arms around him and he just tenses up. 

Not because he does not like it. 

But because he does not understand how to react. 

He eventually learns to crave it and will pout if you don't hug him enough. Not that he’d say this. 

Okay okay but like. Imagine...

~

Castiel hasn’t been doing too great. He carries the weight of a silent storm, his once calm and reserved demeanor eclipsed by shadows of turmoil and despair. His temper is short, his eyes are defocused and cloudy. He hangs around like a mere shadow of his former self, the fading embers of a dying flame drenched in self-doubt. 

And you have no idea how to help him. 

You are biding your time, your lithe fingers flitting across the worn pages of the novel, tracing the well-traveled path of smudged ink. The world beyond your book seems to fade into obscurity. Each word, each sentence, is a lifeline to a reality untainted by the chaos that threatens to consume your life in the real world. 

The clamor of metal against concrete shatters the fragile illusion of peace. Alarm rips through your spine and you immediately spin around, instinctively reaching for one of the blades positioned by the reading table. 

And there he stands, a disparaged silhouette against the threshold of the doorway. Castiel is leaning against the wall, his iconic trench coat stained with a mystery liquid you would rather not question. His usually-tousled brown hair clings damply to his forehead. His eyes are half-lidded and hollow, haunted by specters of a past he can never reclaim. They wrinkle ever so slightly in the corners as he squints against the dim mood lighting of the room. 

The two of you remain there for several moments, merely regarding one another. It is hard to get a reading of the angel’s deadpan visage and your expression is tinged with concern. You open your mouth to speak again but Castiel interrupts. 

"Cas?" you call out, the syllables hanging in the air like an unanswered prayer, but he offers no response.

He awkwardly shuffles forward, his movements hesitant and disjointed, staggering and leaning against the table with a shaky exhale. 

With a trembling hand, he reaches out, his palms are clammy and cold against your wrists. The acrid scent of alcohol bathes your tongue. He pulls your arms up and gently lowers them around his neck then stoops forward, standing there, head hanging. 

Without words, without preamble, you understand.

“You want a hug, don’t you?” 

“Maybe.” 

The words are mumbled so quietly even you can barely pick up on them. 

A frown tugs at the edge of your lips but you do not hesitate. With gentle hands, you enfold him in your embrace. He leans into you, his weary frame finding solace in the warmth of your touch, resting his forehead against your shoulder in silent reverence. 

~

Okay, depression is over. 

But like.

The same thing would apply to kissing. 

He has no idea. 

Not a clue. 

You will have to train him. 

But it works out because he is not about to be upset or offended by it. He will readily take your advice and apply with exuberance. 

Sometimes too much exuberance. 

Either way, it makes him infinitely better than most men. 

[closingwaters]

TIMING: A few weeks ago

PARTIES: @recoveringdreamer @closingwaters

SUMMARY: Felix and Teagan hang out by the lake and have a heart to heart about their burdens. They find solace in each other.

WARNINGS: References to sibling death

“What a beaut of a day, aye?” Teagan chirped with a sigh, laying back on a boulder just over the lake. The sun was beaming and the clouds overhead were as thick as cotton candy. Speaking of which, Teagan had bought several bags from the grocery store. She shook one above Felix, trying to entice them into having a bite. If that didn’t work, she had an array of other snacks that they could both dig into as they enjoyed the rays. 

“You want some, or would you prefer something else? Alternatively, I could jump in the water and splash you.” Scrunching her nose, Teagan playfully nudged Felix with a slight push, careful not to scratch him with her claws. It was always easy to be in her true form, but it felt much more special when she could be herself around someone she trusted. Someone who could look her in the eyes without fear, without seeing the death that lay behind them. 

Teagan smiled, laying her head on Felix’s stomach to get settled in with her friend. There was much she wanted to talk about, and even more she wanted to express. “I’ve missed this. Have missed you. Been so distant after finding out…” She trailed off for a moment, inhaling sharply. “Who he is. But I think I’m a bit better now, actually. Even if I almost destroyed everything I’ve worked for.”

Things at the Grit Pit had been picking up lately. Spring was preparing to give way to summer, which would mean an influx of tourists and college kids coming home for a few months. The higher ups in the Pit wanted to be ready for it, wanted to entice larger crowds and higher payouts. It meant Felix was busy in preparation, ‘testing the waters’ so to speak with different fights and opponents. They wanted to know which beasts put up the best fight against Wildcat, wanted to see which matchups would inspire the most bets. The end result left Felix worn down and exhausted more often than not, and certainly in need of relaxation. 

This was a good way to go about it. Felix wasn’t much of a swimmer — their sister used to make jokes about cats and water, as if she wasn’t every bit a jaguar as Felix was even when she splashed around in the lake — but they liked sitting by the water. They liked it especially with Teagan, who always seemed more comfortable here than she did anywhere else. Some of that constant weight on her shoulders always seemed to lift a little on the shores of her lake, and Felix liked that. They thought she deserved that reprieve, even if she didn’t agree.

“Mmmm, I’m not really hungry now, but maybe in a little while. Did you bring those chips?” They flashed a grin, one that was brighter and more genuine than what most people were able to draw from the timid balam. With Teagan, it was far easier to relax. “Splashing might not be a bad idea, too, if it gets any warmer.” It wasn’t hot, really, but it was warmer than anything winter had given them, and the change was noticeable. 

They softened as Teagan continued, turning their head to look out at the lake. They knew she’d been having a rough time lately, an endless barrage of struggles. They wished she could have more of a break, have some happier times in between all the bad. “Better is good,” they said. “Hopefully you can… keep getting more better. I — I want that for you, you know?”

“Of course I brought those chips! I know your favorites.” The lilt in Teagan’s voice was friendly and bright, turning slightly into a wilt at the mention of hope. It was in passing, so easy to miss, but having seen her sister, anything such as an utterance made Teagan’s heart depress into itself. 

She sighed, “Want that for you too.” Slowly, and a bit reluctantly, the nix pulled herself away from Felix. She slid quietly into the lake, hoping the space would allow for comfort to fill it. “I…” The nymph’s practically fully-grown tail swished back and forth in the water. The ripples were small, at first. As Teagan continued to prattle on, they grew in speed and size. “Doing better now, yeah, but you know me. The past just…I hold onto it. Let it fester and fester, and then I’m questioning myself left and right.” 

Her brows cinched together and her eyes shut tightly, voice straining to release more of that truth. Likewise, her tail caused the ripples in the water to crash into shore. The sound was enough to force Teagan to focus and put a halt to her nervous movements. Well, at least one of them. She continued to bite the inside of her lip and run her hands through her hair, but those weren’t nearly as noisy as the lapping of her tail. After a moment, she finally took a steadying breath, honesty mixing with her grief.

“Almost drowned a hunter a couple of weeks ago. Parker—he…knowing who he is.” She clicked her tongue, sighing shakily. “Lost myself again. He fell into a trap and I thought I did the right thing, you know? I questioned him. I checked. I-I-I…” Teagan’s voice cracked and she gasped out her words for a moment before forcing herself to pause. There was no point in letting herself grow excited. She didn’t deserve sympathy for what she’d done. “I made sure he was a hunter first, but it still wasn’t right to do any of that—to hurt him. I know that now. Truly know it. Like how you wanted me to know it before, but I didn’t hold firm. I should have. I…”

Something warm swam in their chest at the simplicity with which she uttered the words. Of course I brought those chips! I know your favorites. As if Felix’s favorites were worth remembering, as if it mattered whether or not they got something they loved. It did to Teagan, they knew. Teagan would go to the store, would buy chips just because she knew Felix liked them. It wasn’t really the kind of thing Felix had experienced before or, at least, not in a long time. Not since their mother died, probably. They offered her a small smile. “You’re the best,” they said.

But they knew she wouldn’t believe it. It was written all over her face, the same way it always was. Teagan was kind and nice and caring, but she never saw that when she looked at herself. It was a common theme among so many of Felix’s friends. They were good people, but none of them thought so. Wasn’t that how it always seemed to go? Good people never thought they were good, and bad people never thought they were bad. The world was complicated and unsteady and no one knew how to keep their balance. 

They watched her as she spoke, kept an eye on her even if she didn’t seem quite ready to look back at them yet. It wasn’t entirely unexpected, her confession. Felix had seen how she was with the ranger she caught before, knew that she needed a lot more than someone like Felix sharing their experiences with her to give up on something she’d been holding onto all her life. They ached for her, ached with her. They thought of Parker, of how afraid they had been after their encounter with him. They understood what Teagan had been feeling; maybe part of them even understood the violence it brought with it.

“Nobody changes overnight,” they said quietly. “And — And if you almost drowned him, that means… you didn’t, right? That’s something, Teagan.” It was a huge step. So was the guilt she was feeling for it. Felix thought of their father, who had only ever stopped before delivering that killing blow if he wanted one of his children to do the ‘honors’ instead. He’d never seemed to feel guilty for the things he did. He’d never regretted it, never shown any interest in stopping even when Felix begged him to. “You… It’s a process. Right? It’s… You didn’t kill him. That has to mean something.”

There was bloodshed behind Felix’s eyes, even if they never spoke of it. They’d made a few confessions and their childhood became clear. The only reason Felix made it out as kind as they were was with their fingers curled into a fist. By no choice of their own. Having her own battles to fight, and more often begin, Teagan could see the raging sea behind Felix’s eyes. Their ship’s course set off to a war they did not start. But maybe, just maybe, they could see its end. Perhaps while holding the hand of someone who’d seen more than one war waged in their dangerous mind. 

“You say I’m the best like you’re not the one reassuring the murderer.” Teagan chuckled half-heartedly with a sniffle. “I think you’re the best.” She waded herself closer to Felix and the rock they were laying on. Her claws gently and carefully grazed over the scar on their face, eyes glancing over the several other nicks they had. For a few beats, Teagan wondered what Felix did to accrue so many marks. Each one had a story, and knowing their kind-hearted nature, she had a feeling there had to be a good reason for them. Though Teagan knew getting an answer about them would be just as easy as getting herself to let go of her grief. 

Still, for her friend, she wanted to try. 

“You really oughta tell me more about these.” She hovered a little longer, moving her hand to cup Felix’s cheek. “You don’t kill and you don’t like harming, but yet there’s so much harm on you.” Unlike Teagan, Felix looked for peace. If given the chance, they’d thrive in that kind of setting. She hoped being at the lake gave them that, even for a moment. Even if her presence didn’t allow for peace to fully exist. “Lucky to have you, you know that, right?” She sighed with a chuckle, energy slowly growing more present. “Wanna be more like you. There’s so much strength in your kindness. How do you do it when…” Teagan gestured to Felix’s scar. “You’ve got marks like these?”

It was a question she’d asked before, and the answer she got was vague while still providing comfort. That’s just how Felix operated. She hoped for more detail, to know her friend’s heart better. 

“Hey, come on. That’s my friend you’re talking about, you know?” They offered her a small smile, trying to reassure. Teagan only ever saw the worst in herself. Felix knew that. She looked in the mirror and hated the reflection that stared back at her, and maybe that was why it was so easy to defend her. Their father had never once thought of the things he’d done as shameful, had never looked as haunted as Teagan did now. He’d always believed it was his right to shed blood, and no amount of begging or pleading had ever convinced him otherwise. Had Felix begged for the lives of the humans their father cut down the same way he’d begged for that hunter in Teagan’s trap those months ago, they’d have received little more than a harsh word or a brutal slap. In no world could they imagine their father listening to them the way Teagan had, letting someone go because they asked. 

And so it meant something that Teagan had. It meant something that she was filled with so much regret for the things she’d done and the people she’d hurt. It meant something that she wanted to change, even if she was still struggling to achieve it. Nothing happened overnight, did it? If Teagan couldn’t be patient with herself, Felix would have that patience for her. They were good at that. It was so much easier to carry other people’s weight than it was to carry your own.

But, of course, they were significantly less good at letting other people shoulder their burden. Teagan’s hand ghosted over the raised skin of the scar on their face, and their throat felt tight. They remembered getting it, of course, remembered the desperate claw of a lamia scraping down the side of their head. They’d won the fight, the pain pushing them to shift more fully than they normally would have, and they didn’t know what happened to the lamia after. He never came back to the Pit, never fought in another match. Felix got a bonus after, Leo stating that he’d made sure Felix would ‘get a nice bit of extra cash’ for their brutality. 

They reached a hand up, taking hers gently and lowering it. How could they admit just how unkind they really were? Teagan killed hunters, and she hated herself for that. But wasn’t there something so much more sinister in hurting people who were like you? The blood on Felix’s hands so often belonged to other shifters. Wasn’t that the worse thing? Felix wouldn’t even be able to explain the bulk of it, was bound by their contract a thousand times over. (That scared them, too. Didn’t Teagan utilize binds? What if, in hearing about theirs, she only confirmed that it was their own fault they’d landed in such a situation?) 

“I don’t think you should want to be like me,” they admitted, shaking their head a little. “You’re a lot smarter than I am. That’s a pretty important thing to be in this town.” They tried to pretend she hadn’t asked about the rest of it, tried to pretend the conversation ended there. They’d never been particularly good at pretending.

A chuckle tumbled past Teagan’s lips, and she shook her head with amusement. Felix, always defending and fighting for everyone, but never themself. Well, save for when they didn’t take what Parker said laying down. But even that felt like a service. Parker had hurt so many people, preyed on supernatural beings that Felix befriended. When they stood up for themself, they stood up for several others. Teagan wondered if they’d ever take their power and use it for themself. They deserved that much. More, even.

“You know, mun, I don’t think it’s fair that you only listen to my arse.” She sighed into a wan chuckle, looking at their interwoven hands. Her stare grew teary and wanting, wishing for Felix to share anything that bore some sort of weight. They looked like they could topple over at any given moment. Whenever or if ever that happened, Teagan would want to be there, but they had to let her first. They had to let themself have worth. 

Because how could you truly give someone love when they wouldn’t accept everything that came with it? By the waves, if Teagan could do it, as she was doing right then, she knew that Felix could get there too. They just needed that urging, that safe space that could convince them of that, without a single doubt. And that would prove difficult, considering how full of them Felix was. 

 “Isn’t friendship about sharing? Like that one saying: sharing is caring.” She chuckled dryly, grazing her thumb over the back of Felix’s hand. “After everything, that’s what I’ve learned. We can’t do this alone.” Teagan sniffled, blinking what tears she could, but failed to get every single one. A few dropped onto their clasped hands, and with her thumb, she wiped them quickly away. “It’s a gift to share pain with someone you love, as crazy as that sounds. Because I understand wanting to hold it so close to your chest and never let it go. It hurts and it festers and it weighs you down. Why would you offer that freely to someone you love, right?” She swallowed, finally looking up to Felix with glassy eyes and a hopeful smile.

“Because it means you care about them enough to let them help you. It means you won’t let them suffer by watching you suffer. Does that make sense?”

“I like listening to you,” Felix insisted. It was true. They liked listening to Teagan, and didn’t Teagan deserve to be listened to? Hadn’t she lived her entire life in this haze of grief and tragedy, hadn’t she earned a reprieve from it even if that reprieve was as small and as insignificant as Felix’s listening ear? They weren’t good at much, weren’t good for much. God knew they knew that, had been reminded time and time and time again. They weren’t smart, weren’t good with people, didn’t understand even the barest basics of what it meant to act like a human being. But they could listen. They could do that, at least. And wasn’t that worth something? If that could make a difference, even a small one, wasn’t it their duty to do it?

In the beginning of their relationship with Leo, Felix had tried, sometimes, to be the one to talk. They’d tried opening up about how they felt, about how it ached, but Leo had always shut it down. Gently back then, in a way that made Felix feel taken care of even if they were no longer sure that had been the intention. You know other people have it way worse than you, right? Leo had asked once, his fingers in Felix’s hair on the heavy date that coincided with the anniversary of their mother’s death. Nobody likes someone who complains all the time, Fe. Everybody has problems, and yours aren’t that bad. And maybe Leo hadn’t had their best interests in mind, but hadn’t he been right about that? Plenty of people had lives far worse than Felix’s. Their mother died, their father wasn’t kind, but wasn’t that a story written a thousand times over? Hadn’t it existed since the beginning of time?

Other people had it worse, so it was Felix’s job to be there for them. To swallow their own grief, to stuff it down deep and make room to carry others’ instead. No one had ever carried Teagan before. Did it matter that no one had carried Felix, either? Teagan’s load was heavier. It should take priority. She should take priority. She deserved that much.

Still, the more she spoke, the more Felix wondered if they’d been doing something wrong all this time. They thought they’d understood how best to navigate friendship, thought they worked well as an anchor or an Atlas. Maybe they’d been wrong. Guilt festered in their chest, and they swallowed. “I just… It’s not really important. You know?” They were better as support. Their own problems were messy and brutal and entirely their own doing. Wouldn’t that have forfeited them any right to lean on someone else for them, even if they weren’t so small in comparison? What happened to Teagan hadn’t been her fault. What happened to Felix was. That was the difference, the stark contrast. They had no one to blame but themself.

The way Felix struggled internally was evident in how they began to carry something the nix couldn’t physically see. They hesitated and held their pain in their chest, windowing it so tightly that Teagan knew something would snap. Maybe not violently and maybe not visibly, but even the smallest wave had a build that came to a crash. She wondered who taught them to do such a thing to themself? Who shaped the voice in their head that put their worth at the bottom of their list of priorities? Certainly Felix’s father had given birth to it, but what or who had made it what it was now?

“Felix, look at me.” She smiled wanly, leaning her head forward to bonk her forehead to theirs. Not everyone was fond of touch, just like her sister wasn’t, but Teagan knew what Felix liked. By the waves, they had cuddled more than once, and she had run her hand through their hair countless times before. It felt good to do something other than stain her hands with blood, and even better, that affection was what they deserved. 

“I don’t know what happened or who told you that your thoughts weren’t as important as anyone else’s, but I’m here to tell you that they’re wrong.” She pulled herself back, planting a kiss on Felix's hands. “And you know, my sweet, I can’t lie without a very good and gagging tell.” Teagan scrunched her nose at that, attempting to add some sort of humor to an otherwise drab conversation. “I just…” She sniffled to herself, “I can’t be the only one talkin’. Can’t-can’t be the only one sharing. You’re gonna get so tired carrying all my mess. Lemme carry yours, too. You-you…” Her brows furrowed together, and she clicked her tongue. What were the right words? Did they need to be perfect for Felix to listen? Or did Teagan just need to lay out the truth in earnest with an air of love and understanding? Or maybe, and she was just taking a leap, maybe she just needed to try. As she always had. As she promised she would. 

“You matter to me. And I matter to you. Isn’t that what’s important here? I’m swimmin’ about, crying, because I was a murderer. Now, mind you, maybe I’m bringing about a change to that, but if a murderer can cry and get sympathy, I think anyone deserves to do the same.” Teagan pointed at Felix, pointing again and poking their chest. “Especially someone that’s good. Like you.”

She wanted them to look at her. It was such an easy request, such a simple thing. All they had to do was lift their head, raise their eyes. She wasn’t asking them to run a marathon, wasn’t asking them to climb a mountain. Teagan never asked anything difficult of Felix, never made requests so large that they were buried beneath them, and they knew that. So why, then, did this one feel impossible? Their neck was a toothpick, their head an anvil balanced precariously atop it. Part of them worried that if they tried to comply with her request, something was going to snap.

They lifted their eyes as much as they could, anyway, let their gaze settle on a spot in the water just behind her and pretended it was the same. This was Teagan, and she was asking. There was little Felix wouldn’t do to honor that. Because didn’t Teagan deserve it? Even if she thought she didn’t, even if she hated herself. Teagan deserved a better friend than Felix knew how to be, someone who was smarter and braver and better with people. Someone who could carry on a conversation without stammering or filling the silences between words with uhs and ums and ers, someone who wasn’t constantly crushed beneath mistakes too big to dig out from under. Teagan deserved all that, but what she had here was Felix. And Felix wasn’t enough.

“I don’t mind it,” they said quickly. “Carrying it for you, it’s — I want to be useful. I want to be good for something. You know? I don’t want to be — to be a burden, or something that… weighs you down. I’m lucky just to know you. I’m lucky you put up with all my…” They trailed off, gesturing vaguely at themself. Unconsciously, they were echoing words Leo had always told them. Felix hadn’t had a job during their relationship; Leo had scoffed at their early attempts to find one, had questioned who would hire someone without a high school diploma or any work history to speak of and no social skills to balance things out. He’d paid for everything, and he’d made Felix understand how exhausting that was. He’d made sure Felix knew how hard it was to put up with them continuously, to answer their questions and go along with their ignorance. They were lucky, he’d told them. They were lucky that he was kind.

And Teagan was kinder. Teagan never pointed out what a burden Felix was, never made sure they wouldn’t forget it. Teagan accepted them and cared about them and got nothing in return, so didn’t Felix owe her a listening ear? Wasn’t it their duty to carry the weight on her shoulders, to lessen it? They’d never really had friends before — Leo hadn’t liked when they tried to do that, either — but weren’t you supposed to take care of them? They could take care of Teagan. She did enough for them already. As selfish as it was, they didn’t want her to realize how uneven the playing field really was.

But… She was asking. Wasn’t she? She was asking, and she sounded genuine, and wouldn’t it be cruel to deny her that, too? It felt like a war was being waged in Felix’s head, the desire to keep themself light enough to be carried in someone else’s pocket fighting against the desire to grant Teagan what she wanted from them. She called herself a murderer, and Felix thought about that lamia who never came back to the Pit. They thought about the creatures whose bodies were tossed in the dumpster at the end of the night, or the fights they didn’t remember the endings of and the extra cash slipped into their enveloped payment after. Weren’t they something worse than a murderer? At least Teagan had a righteous cause in mind, as misguided as she might have been. Felix fought for the entertainment of rich men, killed to line the pockets of people already wealthy enough to retire. 

(Murderers went to prison, but rabid animals were put down. Felix had always known which description fit them better.)

“I’m not,” they said quietly, barely audible over the soft waves. “I’m not good, Teagan. I’m — I’m not.”

And there it was. A small, but obvious fissure in the wall that Felix had encased themself with. A cast to seal the wounds from their broken heart, signed away and lost to never be seen again. Somehow though, some way, it was delivered to Teagan, with the opportunity to unravel it completely. She wanted to reveal the truth of it all, get to the source of where Felix’s goodness came from. It didn’t matter if they didn’t believe, Teagan could see them for who they were. No matter the truth, the root of who Felix was, she’d understand and be ready for them. 

Because what was a friendship if it were one sided? Could she really call herself a friend if she let Felix continue on their selfless endeavor? No, not really. At least, in Teagan’s heart of hearts, she didn’t think so, and she wanted to be better. She promised she would be to two people who mattered most to her, subsequently making the same to everyone she called friend. There wasn’t much else to do but continue, even if Felix continued to evade.

“Never once have you weighed me down.” She reassured with a wry smile. “And never once have I…” Pulling her clawed hands up from the water, the nix made quotes with her fingers, “Put up with you. There’s no putting up with you. There’s just,” With a shrug, Teagan chuckled dryly, “Being with you and loving you, calon.” The term felt fitting, falling easily off of her tongue when she let herself speak freely. If anyone was of pure heart and strength, it was Felix, and she’d spend her days setting that into their beliefs if she needed to. 

“It’s about give and take, eh? So to speak.” She clicked her tongue and looked to the sky to think. “I know there’s something in that mind of yours.” A sigh escaped her, and she swallowed, “Something dark and painful, and if you could let it out, even just for me, I’d be grateful. I’d listen and I’d carry it with you. Just…” Teagan looked back to Felix, smiling a little more fully as tears of hope blurred them slightly. “Just let me be the judge of what I can and cannot carry. Let me decide, please. The waves know I’ve hardly let you with my jabbering. So please.” Playfully, she booped Felix’s nose, leaving a few droplets of the lake on their skin. “Jabber on.”

It was difficult, aligning what Teagan thought of them with what they were so sure was true about themself. There was some quiet guilt in that, some ache deep in their chest telling them that they were bad for not believing her, for not being able to see past the shadows they pretended didn’t lurk in the dark corners of their mind. But for years of their life, Felix had been in love with a man who told them things about themself. And they hadn’t known themself well enough to dispute what he’d said, hadn’t understood who they were enough to wonder if he was telling the truth. He said he loved them, and they believed him. He said that they were stupid, and a burden, and hard to be around, and they believed that, too. If one thing was true, the other had to be, too. And Felix had wanted, so desperately, to be loved.

So it was… confusing, in a way, talking to Teagan now. Because Teagan said she loved them, and they believed her. But everything else she said — that they were good, that they were easy to love, that they were nice to be around — felt contradictory to everything Felix thought was the truth. They wanted to believe her. They really did. But there was still blood staining their hands, and it didn’t always belong to people they were forced to hurt.

(They thought of Beau, of coming back to themself to find him on the ground with claw marks carved into his stomach and blood staining Felix’s skin. What if the same thing happened to Teagan?)

They worried their bottom lip between their teeth, and they wanted to give her what she was asking for. They really did. They wanted to tell her what was on their mind, wanted to reveal what was going on the same way they’d wanted to tell their father about it in the beginning. They wanted someone to tell them that it was okay, to tell them it wasn’t their fault. But… “There are a lot of things that I… can’t say.” Their contract locked them into a pointless kind of silence. It couldn’t be broken without consequence. “About… the scars. How I got them. It’s — I can’t talk about it.” Would she understand the implication? Did they want her to? Teagan was fae, too. She’d bound them once, even if she’d released them before anything came of it. What if she knew the truth and thought it was their fault after all? Could they handle that? Felix wasn’t sure.

Teagan’s shoulders dropped, and she let out a deflated, “Oh.” How horrible it must be to not only believe your worth to be so small that you had to carry all your burdens alone, but to also be forced into silence. By the waves, they must’ve felt at fault too. Binds were tricky and meant to undo the victim completely. This was something Teagan knew all too well. 

Having made countless binds herself, she’d seen the same grief in others as she saw in Felix’s eyes. It made her feel rotten inside, an acrid taste filming her tongue as she recalled a time that she had bound Felix to their words. It was petty and natural all at once, and yet it made Teagan feel sick that she had hurt them in the same way as this nameless enemy. She trembled with anger at the thought, but as she slid out of the lake and next to Felix, there was nothing but kindness in each movement. 

“I understand.” She muttered, “I’m sorry that’s happened to you.” Inching closer, Teagan leaned her head in, brushing her gills against Felix affectionately. “Let’s just be then for a while. Whatever bind you’ve got, you don’t have to deal with it alone. I’ll carry the burden with you and I’ll love you through the pain.” Taking a breath, Teagan steadied herself, breathing out a bit of hope. “And if there’s a way out, I’ll-I’ll help you get there. Okay?” Mismatched eyes met with Felix’s and she couldn’t help but wrap her arms around them. Hopefully they didn’t mind how soaked she was.

“So from now on, whatever wounds you get, come to me, okay? I’ll clean ya up and you can lay down knowing that you will be loved and cared for through it.” Again, Teagan sighed, “‘Cause a bind is a bind, and whatever you have to do because of it doesn’t change who you are. You’re still a good person. You’re still my good friend.” Squeezing Felix one last time, Teagan loosened her embrace and leaned back. Tears brimmed her eyes, but she offered a loving smile regardless. “‘Preciate you telling me what you can, calon. Really.” She sniffled, “Why don’t we enjoy the rest of the day though, eh? Seems like we both need it quite a bit.”

She understood, even without Felix saying anything specific. The judgment they had expected didn’t come, and there was relief in that, but… There was something else underneath it, too. Guilt, maybe, that they were escaping judgment they knew they deserved. After all, weren’t the people they hurt still hurt? Weren’t all of them bound just as surely as Felix? There was blood on their hands, and no one seemed to care. No one was ready to hold them accountable for it. At the Grit Pit, they were congratulated for their brutality. Outside of it, they were comforted. When would they be punished for their wrongdoing? How long would they continue to escape what they deserved? 

It was selfish, the way they leaned into Teagan as she exited the water and slid up next to them. They didn’t deserve any of the kindness she offered and they knew it, but they wanted that comfort so badly. They wanted what they had wanted since they were fourteen years old — for someone to tell them that everything would be okay and mean it, for comfort that wasn’t coated in a thin layer of violence. At fourteen, they’d deserved that. But now? They knew they’d forfeited the right. 

“It was my fault,” they said quietly, because it needed saying. Felix had known they were signing their life away. They’d understood they were doing something that couldn’t be undone. And they’d done it anyway, because they’d loved someone and they’d been naive enough to believe it meant something. “I — I don’t think there’s a way out. Not one I’d want to take.” The only way out was to bring someone else in, and Felix wasn’t sure they could forgive themself for that. Not when they knew precisely how the Pit operated, not when they understood intimately just how bad things could get. If they weren’t damned by what they’d done, the act of forcing someone else to do the same would take any shot of redemption they had left. They knew that.

They leaned into Teagan a little more, aching with how little they deserved what she was offering to them. To be loved as their wounds were cleaned, and to know they’d gotten those wounds by giving worse ones to someone else… It was a disgusting thing, wasn’t it? More disgusting still was the way they nodded, the way they agreed. “Okay,” they whispered. They would come to her, and she would help them, and they wouldn’t deserve any of it. It hurt to know. “Yeah. Let’s relax. Um, how are the… lake animals doing?” They sniffled a little, offering Teagan a watery smile.

[dream-bee-baby]

Hello! Hello! LITERALLY SO EXCITED FOR THIS! Can I request a House of the Dragon and JJK matchup that involves a moonboard and 3 headcanons?

Here is my information!

FANDOM: JJK and HOTD

 Name: Anna Lee 

Pronouns: She/her

Preference: any gender (preferably a guy)

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw. Aquarius Sun, Sagittarius Moon and Aries Rising. Neutral Good. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I'm an extremely stubborn person and have to be right about everything. From a young age, my parents were extremely strict and had expected the best out of me which resulted in me being an overachiever. I have to get things perfect or be the best at what I’m doing. I'm really sensitive, even some small harsh words are enough to make me teary. I’ve been called a crybaby because of that and to be honest, that is true. I give too much to other people since I’m afraid of saying no since what if they hate me? And I'm too scared to ask for help or to have something cause I think they will think I'm selfish and worthless. Not the best self esteem 😔 I love to listen to other people since I think not a lot of people have others that they can tell what they wish to say without getting judged or outcasted. But the problem is that I judge too easily too. As much as I want to show a good image to others and help them, I tend to focus on my own needs and how everything can affect me for the better or worse. I hate repeating things, especially in front of a big crowd. I daydream too much. When I get excited, I speak really quickly and stumble over my words which I get embarrassed by and stop talking. I am very sensitive, especially when it comes to my appearance and personality. I’m always afraid that people are constantly judging me or hate me, which is why I tend to avoid public spaces or being around people in general. When I get familiar with someone or a crowd, I’m not that afraid to state my opinion. I get jealous and possessive easily, like I mentioned my parents are strict meaning I got very few things of my own and those things only came to me because I tried so hard to get it. So when I see someone else with it, it just irks me off. I always make plans but I know I’m not going to complete them, I just like to imagine the future if I actually had motivation and energy to accomplish things. I can never start new things while completing old ones. I am also the oldest child and have 4 younger ones, another reason why I stress too much. I don’t think I mentioned this, but I get angry really easily. The slightest mistakes just pisses me off. I suck at short talks and starting conversations, it’s much easier to have lengthier conversations. I can never do presentations, I always get too nervous. Plus, my friends say my voice is really soft so no one ever hears me much, especially since I’m uncomfortable. When I get angry, my judgement is clouded. I am terrible at holding grudges. I would be upset at someone but the second I see them again, I feel normal and happy in a way. Probably said this before, but I’m a huge day dreamer and stubborn. I can’t concentrate on my work because I always get distracted and daydream about things I will never have. I normally appear composed but have a fiery temper. I really want to be a lawyer. My parents never let me use the internet much as a kid so I pretty much live under a rock but I am incredibly book smart. I am literally the personification of Eldest Daughter Syndrome and have been parentified since I was a child and because of this, I’m naturally good with kids and responsibilities. 

Looks:I’m slightly chubby and curvy with a pear-shaped body (Double D cups). Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. Almond eyes that are doe-like and slightly turn up at the end but barely noticeable. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. Long dark brown hair that almost appears black but that solely depends on the lighting. My hair reaches my hips and is kinda wispy at the end. It’s usually on a ponytail with a few strands framing my face. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Music, Food, Being right about something, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking and cooking (even tho I’m not that good at it)  Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance, Long walks, Making Ocs,  Fiction, Name hunting, Me, Pinterest, Spicy food, Sweets, Lavender, Aesthetics, and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Prejudice People, Slow Walkers, People who chew loudly, Getting look down on, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Snow, Overlysweet things, Going outside, and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like, Doing nothing all day and Tomatoes

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

Ideal Type: Pretty big Eyes. I’m actually weak for big baby eyes. I love charismatic people who are funny but know when to be serious. Will always be there for me and not afraid to speak their mind. Honest and loyal. Yet they would still help me see the light at the end of the tunnel and tell me it’s okay, that everything is gonna be okay. I wouldn’t like ‘innocent’ people nor ‘kind’ people cause I feel like I won’t be able to connect with them based on my morality level. Will be attentive to my needs. Not necessarily loud but not quite, somewhere in between. I want someone who I can feel okay around, as if everything was fine. Someone who would help carry a burden with me, we are together in everything. I’m really into the cocky characters? Like they are so hot and arrogant at the same time? type of person who would wait for me when I’m tying my shoelaces. Any hair colour is ok! Though I’m soft for blond and black hair. I love playing with other people's hair! A little bit clingy. I love the type of characters that I think I can ‘fix’ or like beautifully broken ones that make my heart ache. 

Ideal Date: I don’t have a certain type that I prefer but I will forever love soft domestic picnics with their head in your lap and eating goods of all kinds. Or just doing something fun like going out late at night and going on drive or watching stars and any spectacles. 

Hope this is enough information and Thank you in advance! 

House of the Dragon:

I ship you with Alicent Hightower! I've seen someone else has shipped you with her (after I thought of her) but I just think the pairing is soooo perfect, and that solidified it.

I think Alicent would adore just being around you, you're so comforting and have the ability to understand her completely and it means the absolute world to her. When you guys are one on one, she would love to braid your hair. As the maids do her hair most of the time, it's a way for her to learn a new skill and avoid picking at her fingers. During important meetings or anxious situations, she'd fidget with your rings or the edge of your clothes to avoid hurting herself. She would also find ways to ground you as well, she pays close attention to you. Knowing if you were about to overthink or get upset before you. She would do everything she could to help, holding your hand, kissing your tears, helping you take breaths in a hall, or exiling someone.

I think Alicent needs someone who isn't overly rough but not overly bubbly either, aka you, Anna Lee. You're in tune enough with your emotions and experiencing them without shutting down, which helps Alicent feel safe and welcome to also express herself however she needs. You two would spend plenty of alone, quiet time whenever she could spare it. Much preferring to spend time walking, reading to each other/together, allowing you to sit in on meetings and draw. I think Alicent would feel safe and comforted with physical touch. She'd constantly have a hand on you in public (subtly of course). But in private she'd prefer to have more casual and revealing clothes, feeling your skin and warmth grounds her and reminds her why she does what she does

Alicent wouldn't push you like you're used to. She would allow to do whatever you like, whether that means rotting in bed or taking over a country by storm. She respects you enough to let you build and lead the life of your choosing. She will fund everything she can, she'll pay the cooks extra to let you help them or clear out the kitchen entirely for you. One time she even tried to cook for you, it didn't totally go well but that means it's another activity you two can do together

Jujustu Kaisen:

I ship you with Megumi Fushiguro! Our blunt but secretly sensitive boy <3

The two of you would take some time to find your rhythm, but once you do you're unstoppable. There would be immediate curiosity about one another and interest, but Megumi would be confused about your changing demeanor and sensitive emotions. But he cares immensely about his loved ones, and would observe you and pick up on all your little tells. If you had a really shitty day, he'd throw his hoodie in the dryer and place it on your bed with some of your favorite snacks. He's the epitome of actions speak louder than words. Your "blunt" nature is perfect for him, he doesn't feel like he has to read between the lines and knows exactly how to respond. Although your emotions baffle him, he often just stays silent as to not say the wrong thing. He's a great listener and asks how you'd like to be supported (rant, need a solution, talk shit, agree with everything you say even if he doesn't understand). And after spending enough time together, he'll be much better at sweet words. He never says things he doesn't mean, which works well for you to reassure how much he cares for you

The two of you are constantly escaping to god knows where. As much as he's glad you get along with his friends, he can't always handle all those personalities. So he'd drag you away (or vice versa) and you'd work together to build a strawberry garden and plant lavender. He'd make a list of all the books you've read (categorized by genre of course) and he'd buy you new ones and make sure you don't get repeat copies. He'd also find ways to make foods spicy, he'd find a good sandwich recipe and spice it up or make regular ramen and add spices to it.

He loves listening to you talk about your passions and he also loves seeing you daydream. He just sits and silently smiles at you, it's the cutest most romantic thing to view from an outside perspective. He'd watch you in the kitchen, you'd go to reach for the next ingredient or a utensil you needed and his hand would be right there with the exact thing you needed. Megumi has many passions of his own, so you both encourage each other to build your lives but also create a more realistic expectation of yourself and goals. He'd always make you feel like everything you do is enough, because it is. He'd encourage you to try and spend more time doing nothing, or trying something new and learning what it feels like to fail. Because failing is important and natural, and he wants to help you be kinder to yourself in a realistic way

[muiltifandomnerd]

Hello! Hello! Here for a matchup! I would love a matchup for my Noble House + Romantic + Friendship

Here is my information!

FANDOM: Game of thrones

Name: Anna Lee

Pronouns: She/her

Preference: any gender 

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. Neutral Good. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I'm an extremely stubborn person and have to be right about everything. From a young age, my parents were extremely strict and had expected the best out of me which resulted in me being an overachiever. I have to get things perfect or be the best at what I’m doing. I'm really sensitive, even some small harsh words are enough to make me teary. I’ve been called a crybaby because of that and to be honest, that is true. I give too much to other people since I’m afraid of saying no since what if they hate me? And I'm too scared to ask for help or to have something cause I think they will think I'm selfish and worthless. Not the best self esteem 😔 I love to listen to other people since I think not a lot of people have others that they can tell what they wish to say without getting judged or outcasted. But the problem is that I judge too easily too. As much as I want to show a good image to others and help them, I tend to focus on my own needs and how everything can affect me for the better or worse. I hate repeating things, especially in front of a big crowd. I daydream too much. When I get excited, I speak really quickly and stumble over my words which I get embarrassed by and stop talking. I am very sensitive, especially when it comes to my appearance and personality. I’m always afraid that people are constantly judging me or hate me, which is why I tend to avoid public spaces or being around people in general. When I get familiar with someone or a crowd, I’m not that afraid to state my opinion. I get jealous and possessive easily, like I mentioned my parents are strict meaning I got very few things of my own and those things only came to me because I tried so hard to get it. So when I see someone else with it, it just irks me off. I always make plans but I know I’m not going to complete them, I just like to imagine the future if I actually had motivation and energy to accomplish things. I can never start new things while completing old ones. I am also the oldest child and have 4 younger ones, another reason why I stress too much. I don’t think I mentioned this, but I get angry really easily. The slightest mistakes just pisses me off. I suck at short talks and starting conversations, it’s much easier to have lengthier conversations. I can never do presentations, I always get too nervous. Plus, my friends say my voice is really soft so no one ever hears me much, especially since I’m uncomfortable. When I get angry, my judgement is clouded. I am terrible at holding grudges. I would be upset at someone but the second I see them again, I feel normal and happy in a way. Probably said this before, but I’m a huge day dreamer and stubborn. I can’t concentrate on my work because I always get distracted and daydream about things I will never have. I normally appear composed but have a fiery temper. I really want to be a lawyer. My parents never let me use the internet much as a kid so I pretty much live under a rock but I am incredibly book smart. 

Looks: Half-Korean and Half- White. I’m slightly chubby and curvy with a pear-shaped body (Double D cups). Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. Almond eyes that are doe-like and slightly turn up at the end but barely noticeable. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. Long dark brown hair that almost appears black but that solely depends on the lighting. My hair reaches my hips and is kinda wispy at the end. It’s usually on a ponytail with a few strands framing my face. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Music, Food, Being right about something, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking and cooking (even tho I’m not that good at it)  Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance, Long walks, Making Ocs,  Fiction, Name hunting, Suits, Me, Pinterest, Spicy food, Sweets, Lavender and Indicolite, Aesthetics, and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Prejudice People, Slow Walkers, People who chew loudly, Getting look down on, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Snow, Overlysweet things, Going outside, and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like, Doing nothing all day and Tomatoes

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

Ideal Type: Pretty Eyes. I love charismatic people who are funny but know when to be serious. Will always be there for me and not afraid to speak their mind. Honest and loyal. Yet they would still help me see the light at the end of the tunnel and tell me it’s okay, that everything is gonna be okay. I wouldn’t like ‘innocent’ people nor ‘kind’ people cause I feel like I won’t be able to connect with them based on my morality level. Will be attentive to my needs. Not necessarily loud but not quite, somewhere in between. I want someone who I can feel okay around, as if everything was fine. Someone who would help carry a burden with me, we are together in everything. A type of person who would wait for me when I’m tying my shoelaces. Any hair colour is ok! Though I’m soft for blond and black hair. I love playing with other people's hair btw!

Hope this is enough information and Thank you in advance!

Love Interest: Robb Stark

You met Robb when he was busy trying to free his sisters from the Lannisters

You want to be a warrior for Robb’s army to avenge your uncle, Robert Baratheon, death. You have a strained relationship with your father, Stannis Baratheon, because you disagree with him on dealing with your favorite uncle Renly.

Both you and Stannis are stubborn people. You both cared for each other. You want to recruit Robb to Stannis, to prove yourself to be stannis heir.

You met with Robb and negotiate a deal with him. Robb is impressed with your intelligence and diplomacy skills.

He wants you to be apart of his close counsel with his mom and Theon.

You catch Robb having a depressive breakdown when Joffrey killed Ned. You calmed him down and give him strategies with taking down Tywin.

Robb also acts pretty playful and flirt with you while you doing your duty.

You heart was crushed when the Frey killed Robb during the red wedding and you joined back with your father stannis.

Nobel House: House Baratheon

Rival: Talissa

You both compete with each other for Robb affections and that you have very similar personalities.

@sugutoad, this is your match up

[mashpoll]

God bless you for this. Really, the amount of work this must have taken and the time you’ve dedicated must be unbelievable. There’s so much going on. Thank you SO much for organizing this!!!

Also;;;; tell your algorithm fuck u for pinning Hawk’s Nightmare against Life Time that one really did done got me 😞

Gehehe thank you! It hasn't actually been that bad, I think the most time intensive part so far was actually setting up the bracket in the first place and figuring out how I wanted to run it. From there each quarter of round 1 polls took an hour or two to make all the polls, and it should only get easier from here seeing as the number of polls will keep getting split in half each round. And yes there have definitely been some painful matchups so far, but I thought doing it randomly was the fairest way... and it will only get more painful from here I'm afraid 😞 thanks for the ask!

[veeloopz]

Hiya. Hope you're doing well and having a nice January. Really hope this question isn't too annoying to reply to but lately I've been trying to create references for my OCs so that I can finally share my art with other people. Thing is, I'm completely struggling with creating reference sheets! When I start one, I end up just not knowing what I should add and I either get this feeling that there's not enough or that there is too much unnecessary drawings that are just there to fill space. Sure there's no real right or wrong with these but they never look appealing. I was wondering how that process of creating references is for you, what is it that you think about adding that is important in yours, especially when making one to share with other people. Things you think should be there, basically.

Thank you very much.

Very very long reply incoming, sorry!! I’d love to help you out with this <3

So what I always make sure to have for my references (especially my comic ones!) is a front/quarter view, side view, and back view!

For example:

Sabrinia here has really wild hair, and from different angles it doesn’t look the same. I made sure to include how her hair looks in the back, and I made it a little transparent to you can see what her outfit looks like behind. (Also obligatory BALD mention lol)

Now, the way I decide what and what not to add to my references is kinda on a whim. As for comic specifically, since I know how to draw these guys from muscle memory I tend to keep it simple.

But, for characters that have a more complicated design, I like to add little footnotes and images showing what I couldn’t show on my turnaround sheet. (I sometimes do this for my comic guys too!)

Another example, I just finished this yesterday actually haha! I redesigned her, and this is what I had to work with:

I sketched out her design and picked colors (I make sure to put them on the side so it’s easier to color pick and see values!)

Then after I liked what I had, I put that sketch on this reference canvas (based on IDW wonderful Sonic ones). I drew lines to matchup her main features/main guidelines, and sketched it out from there.

As I was drawing the side view I realized I needed to have two different back views since her design isn’t totally symmetrical!

I like to add silly expressions to fit the characters vibe in the top for fun! I haven’t done this with my comic ocs yet, just cause I’ve already drawn some expressions in the comic itself so I just go back and cross reference if I need to!

As for all the extra stuff at the bottom…

Looking at her turnarounds I thought the spikes on her wrist cuffs weren’t well seen so I made a quick drawing of those.

When sketching her shoes, I drew the open part with a weird shape and I wanted to include it since the gems covered them up!

Also made sure to have a good ref for her weapon somewhere too. Same with a harness for it!

Didn’t have any expressions of her mouth open, so I wanted to point out her weird teeth! And her eyes are shaped different, so I made sure to also point that out!

Overall, what helps me make references and figure out what and what not to put there is to think about what is important to the design itself. What id do is definitely be sure to have a front (or 3/4 view), side, and back view! If that’s too much just a front and back view are dandy!

For details, if there’s something in the design that sticks out, make sure to have that in the spotlight somewhere!

For fun here’s oldest (2019??) to newest references for Sabby, just to show how her ref has changed over the years!

I hope this helps!!! If you have any more questions please don’t hesitate to ask! I love to try and help and give advice when it comes to art! It’s really fun!

[moonstandardtime]

hunter toh in my botw au.....oh i could go on and on abt this au. i think ill do lumity next?

feel free to ask question abt the au. please do actually. to get you started heres some base info under the cut. its VERY ramble-y.

base character matchups are Luz as Zelda, Hunter as Link, and Belos as Ganon. this au doesnt involve much from TotK bc i havent finished it but. given the story it will definitely come into play!

basic story/plot/exposition is that 10,000 years ago, the sheikah Made a Hero for the future. just in case. extra safety measure or whatever. they saw how difficult it was to overcome the calamity and were like, hey, what if we made the ideal hero for future hyrule? make it easier. and so they do. they Make a Guy (caleb is the first hero (yknow the one in the hyrule historia manga bit) so his bones arent available to use for a grimwalker. so idk if hunter is a grimwalker of the 10k hero or if hes made entirely independently bc the sheikah. probably could do that) and stick him in the shrine of resurrection. this is the true purpose of the SoR: its really more of a shrine of stasis, to keep this manmade hero alive till hes needed. think cryogenic stasis or whatever.

so. hunter sleeps in the SoR for 10,000 years. has an awful time. one of the first (maybe The first) fic i read on ao3 was about what the SoR was like for botw link and it. stuck with me. so now i incorporate it into everything i make for botw if possible. anyways he has a miserable time, which is important because he had this miserable time for 10,000 years instead of just 100. Anyways. like botw link, he loses his memories. unlike botw link, they are inaccessible. period. there is no remembering Shit. besides like. vague vibes that he was instilled with. turns out if you make a person and tell them for their entire short existence that theyre made for a thing, then even if they forget everything else they Will still remember that theyre made for a thing. even if they dont really. so yeah all hunter knows is that he is not a person, that he exists for a Reason, and how to breathe. and other basic bodily functions. hes basically a big baby with a hero complex.

the rest of the au takes place "pre-calamity". i have a vague idea on how the actual calamity takes place (and how to make it similar to botw w/out so much death bc i have thought Very Much about this specific time period and not whatever the hell would be going on a century later. lmao.)

so. when the SoR is Discovered by sheikah researchers everyone is Very Surprised at the Whole Human Boy inside. because well. that should not be possible. this thing was difficult as hell to get into and also there was quite a bit of rock in the way! so they assume him to be dead and just miraculously preserved by the SoR fluid. And then he wakes up screaming (imagine being in the most agonizing sensory deprivation tank ever for 10,000 years and then abruptly being exposed to the world again. not fun!) and everyone is like OH SHIT ITS ALIVE.

eventually they get him out and not having the worst overstimulation meltdown in the history of all time and space and get back to hashtag Researching. some ppl focus on him (taking care of him (like i said. big baby with a hero complex), figuring out what the hell is up with him, etc) and others continue examining the SoR. the ppl with hunter make very little progress. because just bc hes not having the worst overstimulation meltdown in the history of all time and space, it doesnt mean he has a clue whats going on at all. or that hes not still having one of the worst overstimulation meltdowns in the history of all time and space. the ppl at the SoR, however, find a plaque with his name and vague purpose for existing, as well as the sheikah slate. yippee!!!

after all this, once hes less. of a big baby with a hero complex ig. we move to more character-focused stuff than exposition. so ill end this here for now. if you read all this you are very invited to talk to me abt this! i would love that! a good place to start i think would be with explaining characters. most of the important characters in the show are in this au. and i do mean most. there is quite a lot going on

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

I saw that you were taking all kinds of requests and matchups and was wondering if you could please do a stalker matchup? If not, a romantic matchup would be just as good!!

I’m a 5’4” cis girl who’s grey heteroromantic and ace. I’ve got a sleeper build, green eyes, and too many freckles on my face and body. During the Summer, I work as a head lifeguard but get zero respect from my coworkers which I’ll admit I cry over in the shower every night lmao- I’ve been through every kind of abuse so that’s also v fun and silly but I’m actually in a much better place both physically and mentally rn!

I’m doing a 4+1 in forensic science and chemistry and because of that people think I’m smart… I’m actually so incredibly gullible it’s hilarious. I have a colorguard scholarship and found my nerdy people there. I like to paint water sceneries, surf, fish, practice self-defense, watch horror movies and horror gameplays, listen to classic rock, and listen to hip-hop/rap. I’m an ESFJ-A and 3w2 so I work really hard to impress others because that’s where a lot of my happiness comes from! I hope I didn’t write too much and you don’t have to include all the random stuff but I’m so excited to see what you come up with! : ]

Hi!! Thank you for the request! I'm happy someone had the courage to ask! I'm glad you're doing better, no one deserves to be treated that way! I hope you enjoy and this hits well for you <33

I match you with... Bloody Painter! 🎨

[STALKER MATCHUP]

He's the type to watch you allllll the time

When he saw you painting by the lake, he was instantly in love

So from there he followed you home, waited until you were asleep and absolutely stalked the SHIT out of your paintings.

He probably took some too 👀

When you'd finally realize your art stuff going missing, you'd get suspicious of course. Which leads him to leaving new and different supplies at your doorstep. Often stuff that was incredibly expensive and that you probably couldn't afford

Once he realizes you're in the color guard, he'll paint equipment for you to practice with (new of course so you still have your plain ones).

He'll follow you to work, watching you from afar, sitting on your tower watching the kids and families in the water. But when he sees your coworker badmouthing you... It's over... (more on this further down!)

[ROMANCE MATCHUP]

Honestly as I was reading this, it was hard for me to choose between EJ and Helen but obviously here we are!

I feel like he's secretly attracted to your build. He enjoys seeing your muscles pop when you're doing things. Whether it's an obvious display or you didn't intend for them to show, he loves it.

The mask makes it way easier for him to hide his endearing smile when he watches you

I don't feel like he's really an outdoors person but he would certainly take time to come watch you practice with your flag or ride the waves. Just make sure he's properly protected from the sun! (man burns, he doesn't tan)

Like I mentioned before, he loves seeing the way your muscles work effortlessly when you toss your flag or when you stand up on your board against the harsh waves. (it makes going outside at least a little enjoyable for him to be able to watch you)

Often the two of you will have painting dates. He paints all the time (with blood or not) and when you ask him to go out to the lake to paint the scene, he'll happily join you. I imagine you'd take breaks to fish as well, allowing yourself to get fresh eyes. He would definitely include you fishing into his elaborate painting.

He's the type to always boost you up. He likes your painting? He'll shower it with compliments. You couldn't catch that toss? "It's okay my love, practice makes perfect!".

Just know, you don't have to work hard to impress this man at all. He's madly in love with you and he's stunned by all of your diverse talents.

When you come home in tears from your shift at the beach, he'll hold you in his arms and let you tell him what all happened to make you so upset. Throughout your explanation he'll give you soft kisses on the top of your head, making sure to let you know he's listening and he cares for you.

He's definitely a double hand holder too when things get serious like that

It'll take a few days for him to get the job done, but that's only because he's particular. Probably close to a week later you'll be greeted with a small painting when you get home. On the canvas is finger-painted hearts and his signature, along with the name of your coworker who talked badly about you.

Hopefully they can find more staff! 😁

I hope you enjoyed this! Feel free to come back and request any time! You could even give yourself your own anon emoji if you'd like 😉

[firstdivisiongirl]

hii can i get a male match up please for tokyo revengers :) im a she/her - sorry if theres quite a bit here D:

- i like animals especially red pandas and i also like bugs too. i also sometimes like to read both manga and actual books, i like any theme but when it comes to manga i either like shonen or stories like goodnight punpun/ a girl on the shore

im very enthusiastic towards music, i listen to any genre. i can go from heavy mental and rock, to goth, to something like lana del ray where i feel like i need to be in the rain with red wine, to calm/ smthin indie, sole crushing, and then scene. theres a whole lot more i could add. lemme also add in midwest emo.

- i cant exactly pinpoint what i dislike aside from the wind because it messes up with my hair, i swear if the wind was a solid id have it knocked down immediately. though I also tend to get annoyed by people that don't use common sense.

- my hobies incule art, i have a lot of sketchbooks and majority of my lessons are done by doodling and getting told off by my the teacher cause i dont pay attention, but i still carry on. i also like to make jewelry such as bracelets/neclases, their mainly beaded but their still cute to wear and i like to make bracelets for close people

- (just for extra info here →) im mentaly unstable and have severe attached issues as well as issues with family on every aspect. id like to get better, however i just end up going down a loop hole so i cant/dont which makes everything much harder than it needs to be.

- my energy gets drained QUICK so im mostly a listener rather than a speaker when it comes to social interactions, however i do have my days where i can be jumpy and almost euthoric and talk like my life depends on it with a lot of excitement

- also i can get sudden motivation that i end up reorganising my room, one day it'd look that then after 4 months itd look like this. i tend to do spontanious little things here and there when im in a good mood and that includes in dying/cutting my hair. also ive pierced myself 6x with thumb tacks and their all healed very nicely. i have 9 ear piercings in total.

- never was much of an academic person in school, but i tend to be smart outside of it and i find enjoyment in observing people and using my own thoughts rather than finding sources

- i wont call myself shy, maybe at first sure but as i get comfortable i can go all out and i dont mind in making the first move as long as i get the same energy back, otherwise if that energy isn't given then ill forget all about them.

- i can be extremely clingy when i want to be, i hold back in latching onto someone on a daily basis. i wanna hold someone's hand, be on their back like a bag, and just overall connect soles. im touch starved and overall I can be very affectionate physically, though I'm awful at using my words for affection.

Hello! There isn’t too much. It’s actually a good thing. That means it’s easier to pick because I know more about you. It makes the match more accurate. So let’s go!

You Got…

Izana Kurokawa!!!!!

Boy is all about loyalty and keeping those he loves around!! So you wanting to be clingy, is perfect!!!

He’s a leader so he would do all the talking for you

Very patient (we saw his like 8 year plan to take down Mikey lol) so if you are struggling with anything, he’s there for you.

Would play music for you on his guitar. I think indie rock probably.

Idk why but I also called him a human red panda. The reason his because he looks cute but is a menance like red pandas.

At home dates or concerts! I hope you like the matchup!!!

[tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol]

Hey, what's up! I'm just a random gremlin who loves Transformers way too much. Welcome to my tumblr page of doom, or whatever.

Call me tfp-is-my-lifeblood-lol or "Timll," since that's easier :) I would've put my name first, but tumblr's being glitchy and keeps deleting the whole first paragraph when I try to edit it loooool

Rules:

-Be nice! Think of this blog like Maccadam's Old Oil House in Cyberverse: No fighting, or I'll turn into a giant robot with weapons coming from every part of me 😊 (jk, I wish, though. That would be sick)

-Please be patient with me, as I have no clue how Tumblr works yet lol

-Rules for Headcanons and Matchups are specified in their own separate categories

-Have fun!

I write:

-Headcanons/Scenarios

-Matchups

-Asks

I write for:

-TFP

-RID15

-Rescue Bots

Headcanons

-I do SWF and non-romantic headcanons only. I know it's a weird rule, but trust me, I SUCK at writing romance and NSFW. You do NOT wanna see me try😂

-Self-inserts and OCs welcome! However, be aware I may not write anything that wouldn't make sense in the show's world (like, if your OC is a half-human-half-werewolf, or something)

-Try to be very specific with your request. If you want me to write about a sassy human reader, give me an example or two of them being sassy. This helps me make the request more fun and interesting

-As always, please don't spam me with requests, or beg, or harass me. I'm a busy gal, and I might not get to all of them.

-If I do a request post, but it says my requests are closed, that means I'm catching up on old requests (I know that can get super confusing).

-NOT a rule, but I would really appreciate a nice mix of Decepticon and Autobot characters in requests. Just cuz I love them all. I'm asking out of pure selfishness looool. You don't have to tho :b

Matchups:

You can be matched with a character, and/or I can tell you what your alt mode would be, if you were a Transformer.

-To request a matchup, tell me about yourself (BUT nothing too personal-- like, don't dox yourself). Instead, tell me about who you are.

For example:

-Your overall personality

-Likes/Dislikes

-Fun Facts

-Favorite movie, animal, color, song, etc.

For a character matchup, you'll get:

-Matched with a character

-Headcanons and maybe a scenario

-Possibly a song that fits you, if I'm feeling inspired

For an alt. Mode matchup:

-Please describe your personality as you, yourself, a human (rather than as a Transformer). You can include "if I were a Transformer, I would *insert anything you want here* (specifying which faction you side with is also fine) but I'll need your actual human description, too. It helps me match you up better.

-You can be specific, like: "What would my Maximal form be?/What would my Predacon form be? What type of car would I be?" Etc. or you can ask for an alt mode in general. Up to you!

-I'll tell you what you're alt mode would be! Yay🥳

Note: 1 fandom per matchup, at least for now. I've never done this before, so I wanna start small. But, you can ask for a character matchup and an alt. mode in one ask.

So yeah. Thanks for reading this far! You get an imaginary sticker!