#GIFTER YOU ROCK

[mamadovie]

can we get some kaidan boyfriend headcanons please???

𐙚 . . . KAIDAN.

A N: I'm not sure if I did Kaidan on my old account. But I am willing to redo the BF / GF series on this account, tbh. But, yes. Kaidan is the best BF. ♡

A B O U T: You're delusional and spend your time imagining that Kaidan is your boyfriend! (Same)

W A R N I N G S: None!

Kaidan is a hesitant person, but he loves so hard.

At first he becomes distant, you've created a friendship but he's sort of losing it mentally so he distances until he feels better.

This could last a week, hours, minutes, whatever. So he can come across as very hot and cold at first.

He also becomes more wary on your health and well-being, often telling you off for nearly hurting yourself and has the tendency to jump in and take down an enemy that even looks a bit bigger than you are, its cute at times, annoying most of the time.

He knows that you are capable, he just doesn't want to lose you.

Kaidan is a gifter. especially homemade things. From charms and bracelets to silly things like rocks he found by the beaches that looked cool and if you keep them, his heart will quite literally burst from his chest.

He takes note of everything you like and speak on, to make sure to buy something you like, attempt to cook your favourite meal to even making sure to not speak on topics that are sensitive for you.

Kaidan is a perceptive man generally, for you he is all the more watchful.

His way of asking you out is either two things:

Confessing in a tavern while drunk out of his mindddd, he is sloshed and just spills it out, and rather loudly, too. You wait till morning to finish the conversation... Or at least when his hangover isn't so bad...

Or, in the middle of a heated argument. Most likely about your health and recklessness. You are so giving, always accepting to help others and it makes him angrier than it should, you should care more for yourself! So he slips it out and the argument is long forgotten.

Once dating he is sooo goofy.

Sexual innuendos go crazy, followed with a little giggle that contrasts massively with his deep voice.

He is very touchy, especially in private and just loves the feeling of your skin on his, he likes to know that you are with him and safe.

Kaidan is a secret romantic and will write little poems on scraps of paper and draw you and things you like messily with chalk and he'd love it if you ever did it back.

After a long time travelling, his favourite thing to do it just relax with his head against your chest, your hands running through his hair as you tell him stories before you met, even if he's heard of them before.

His whole life has been filled with him learning things the harsh way and he loves to listen to silly stories from you.

His life has become so much better since you entered it, and he wouldn't change that for the world, not even his past.

[1waveshortofashipwreck]

HAPPY HBO WAR SUMMER EXCHANGE DAY @hxad-ovxr-hxart !!!!!

TWAS I WHO WAS YOUR SECRET SUMMER GIFTER

I made you a moodboard and little blurb as your gift! I really hope you like it 🥺❤️

I found the quote when I searched Louisa May Alcott, and I was inspired to do a moodboard/blurb that portrayed you and Toye reuniting after the war and finally acting on unspoken feelings 💜 (I used your name in the blurb but I'll be posting a y/n version later!!)

Thank you for being my Giftee Sky!! I love you and hope you have a wonderful day!! 💖

Sky sprinted across the sidewalk into Joe's arms - finally, her world could be whole again. He held her as tight as he could, lifting Sky up to twirl her around.

"I missed you so much," Toye whispered into the crook of her neck. The pair had been inseparable since they first met in high school. It was a classic story of both having feelings for the other, but each were too nervous to act on them, for fear of losing the bond they had forged. Joe was her rock, Sky was his peace. They were home for each other, and they would not dare mess it up.

Then Joe left for Camp Toccoa. This is when Sky realized just how hot her love for him burned. While Joe was away fighting, Sky would be burned every day by her unspoken devotion to her best friend. One thought never left her mind - what if he didn't come back?

All of this washed away with the wind Sky felt fly by her head as Joe twirled her around. "I missed you more," Sky retorted, holding onto to Toye with no intent to let go, ever.

"Yeah? Thought you'd be married off to some 4F by now," he smirked. Joe gently set Sky back on the ground, his arms keeping their place around her. While the soldier meant to have a joking tone, Sky heard the sense of relief in his voice.

"You know I'd never get married without you, Joey," Sky saw a pinkish hue on his cheeks after using his childhood nickname - Sky was the only one who could call him Joey.

"Joey...I need to tell you some-"

"Can I go first?" Joe never interrupted Sky... She knew what he was going to say... He got married to a girl in France or England and is-

"I'm in love with you, doll... I never said anything 'cause I didn't want to ruin what we had, but shit... Leaving for Europe made me realize you're everything to me, and I can't go another day without yo-"

Now it was sky's turn to interrupt Joe. She crashed her lips into his, the fire burning since he left becoming a roaring inferno. Instead of leaving her burned and empty, though, she was filled with warmth, joy, and an endless love for Joe Toye.

[fanby-fckry]

for this ask game:

all of the prompts were so good honestly

🪨/🐹 for Raze,

🥪/🎲 for Dual

thank youu :)

And thank you for the ask! :3

🪨 Someone gifts your OC a shiny rock. What do they do with it?

Depends on who gave it the rock. Raze isn’t at all sentimental, and it makes more enemies than friends. If someone it doesn’t care about gives it a rock, it’s either going to throw the rock back at them or do something passive aggressive with it.

In the rare event of someone it does care about giving it a shiny rock, it would assume that the rock meant something to the gifter, and would keep it out of respect. It wouldn’t treasure the rock or display it or look at it and think if the gifter, but it’d recognize that keeping it is the “right thing to do” in order to keep the gifter happy.

The one thing it might do with the rock is throw it at the gifter’s enemies, or otherwise use it in the gifter’s defense. Because in its mind, that’s a much better and more meaningful use of the rock than keeping it to look pretty.

🐹 Which would be your OCs favorite Pokemon? What kind of trainer would they be?

Oh no, how did I miss this when I reblogged? I don’t really know enough about pokémon to answer this one properly.

Hmm, I feel like it’d prefer ghost types or fighting types, but I don’t have any individual pokémon I can think of that stand out. As for what type of trainer it’d be: I think it’d mainly be antsy and jealous over the pokémon doing the fighting instead of it! It wants to be the one with super cool powers, battling other creatures every day!

Its backstory involves becoming more monstrous on purpose, in part because it wanted to be able to fight to the death more than once a year.

You know those ghost pokémon that are strongly implied (or outright stated) to be the souls of dead humans? Raze would kin those so hard. It would’ve made up its own pokésona: a ghost type which comes from restless human souls who want nothing but blood.

🥪 On a scale from ‘burns water’ to '5 course menu’ how well can your OC cook?

As a human, Dual was a solid, “boxed mac and cheese, scrambled eggs, I threw some extra spices in this microwaved ramen so that counts as cooking,” kind of person. They were never really taught how to cook, and they never really bothered to learn.

As a demon? I’m not sure I’ve ever talked about Dual’s demon body before, but in case I haven’t, or for people who don’t wanna go digging to see if I have: Dual is an elemental demon. Their body is split down the middle: half water, half fire. They LITERALLY burn everything they touch if they aren’t extremely careful. They won’t burn water, but they sure as hell evaporate it.

🎲 If your OC played a pen and paper RPG, what class would they pick? Warrior, mage, thief, ranger, cleric, paladin, druid, necromancer, bard (or other, if that’s not enough).

Mage, I think. Specifically one that uses elemental magic. They both love and hate the form Hell gave them, but a lot of what they hate about it is the lack of control. Playing as a character who isn’t literally made of fire and (sometimes boiling) water, but can control fire and/or water? That’s wish fulfillment fantasy right there.

[vextape]

get in loser we're going luring saliors to their death on the rocks

thank you to the gifter of this muddpearl beauty for helping me live my mermaid fantasy

[rosesnink]

WILDFLOWER

Author's Notes

Surprise, @triciabeloved ! I'm your gifter for the Trunk or Treat event! Your art is always soo amazing and your OCs are so well-developed and nuanced and intricate, not to mention that I relate so much to them both, a mere fic wasn't enough, I wanted to bring back to the fandom the songfics! I hope you have a very spooky halloween and that the rest of 2024 treats you kindly and we can chat when my awkwardness leaves my body. Bon appetit and happy trunk or treat!

English isn't my first language, so please forgive any typos/grammar mistakes

For better experience, listen to 'WILDFLOWER' by Billie Eilish.

Likes are nice, but reblogs keeps a post alive!

Summary: Louie and Sophia aren't the most normal siblings in Cedar Cove, and dealing with it is no easy feat at all

Word Count: 1.3k

Category: Siblings, hurt-no-comfort, siblings doomed by the narrative, angst

Rating: G-rated

Characters: Louie and Sophia Magnaye, siblings

Warnings: This fic explores of mentally abusive/untable parents, reader's discretion is advised

Book: High School Story Prime

Things fall apart and time breaks your heart

I wasn't there, but I know

Louie and Sofia Magnaye knew that they weren’t the closest of siblings. Yet, Louie, as well as Sophia, held hope.

Any sort of hope that the other would take the step. That the other would somehow read their mind and simply be the sibling they needed for the other. It couldn’t be just hope. They were siblings. Siblings were the other’s rock, their support, their protector and keeper. My sister’s protector. My brother’s keeper. Just like in the movies.

But this wasn’t movie. It was real life, and real life was not fair with these two.

She was your girl, you showed her the world

Louie was the favorite, everybody knew it. Sophia didn’t resent him, she did not want that for herself, but by God, why her, of all people? Was she not a human being, with flaws and imperfections, just like any other?

Why, why, why did her mother had to make it sting every time she erred in her ways? Why not just let it go?

You fell out of love and you both let go

One thing was to think that your mother didn’t like you. As teenagers, mothers and daughters mostly often clash and disagree, but to see for herself how she never bothered to call and seemed fine with her being gone stung. Hard. The little girl in her screamed and begged in the cold, thick walls of her newer self to turn back, to hug her mother and to see her fight for the child she once wanted.

But such thing never happened.

And knowing her mother, it would never happen. At least, not with Sophia.

She was cryin' on my shoulder, all I could do was hold her

Only made us closer until July

Finding who she was without her brother to keep and protect was grueling and painful to say the least. Many see shedding skins as something cool and badass, but they did not warn Sophia that shedding that skin would tear her apart in a million pieces, and all you could do was watch in horror and feel.

Now I know that you love me, you don't need to remind me

I should put it all behind me, shouldn't I?

Sophia was proud of Louie, that he had found this identity of his, his safe place, away from the overwhelming place of their parents, but why didn’t he call? Did he even wonder where she was? If she was safe, loved, fed? Like a normal brother who loves his sister.

But when were they ever normal siblings?

But I see her in the back of my mind

All the time

Like a fever, like I'm burning alive

Like a sign

Did I cross the line?

Louie always felt terrible for not doing more for Sophia, he really did. She was a child as well, albeit the older, but still a kid who did not deserve that, but what could he do at such age? With what power, what tools?

Every time he wandered across the house, there she was. Doing her usual stuff. But at the same time, she wasn’t. Her dinner seat was empty, her bed was cold, her wardrobe was empty, and the only thing left was her essence and the ghost of her.

Sometimes, Louie swore he heard her, loud and clear, saying the most banal and the most hurting stuff. Why didn’t you call? Why didn’t you find me? Do you care so little? Am I so irrelevant to you?

But Mama had told him that Sophia was better off on her own, yet it didn’t feel right. But if he disobeyed, all would be lost. His mother wasn’t the best, but her love and approval were nicotine. Painful without it, and an adrenaline rush that left you wanting more once you had it. It killed him, but it also gave him purpose. Usefulness.

Should have he called, wondered, asked?

That was a question that would haunt him for life.

Mm, hm

Well, good things don't last (good things don't last)

And life moves so fast (life moves so fast)

I'd never ask who was better (I'd never ask who was better)

Building Berry was challenging, but brought him that joy and happiness that he had craved all along. Autumn, Julian, Nishan, they all were the family he lacked and desperately needed. Yet, Sophia’s ghost still followed him. Still lingered. Still asked those damned questions.

Time passed, and when he saw her again, the world gave yet another turn.

'Cause she couldn't be (she couldn't be)

More different from me (more different)

Happy and free (happy and free) in leather

She had changed. And yet, he still saw her as Sophia. His sister. His keeper. The one who stood and endured, all for the love she held for him, even if it was once.

“You’ve done an amazing thing here, Louie. I’m glad you gave people the home that you and I…”

She didn’t even finish the sentence. She didn’t need to. He knew how it ended.

And I know that you love me (you love me)

You don't need to remind me (remind me)

Wanna put it all behind me, but baby

“What about you? Where were you?”

Sophia looked at him softly “With a trusted friend. It was hard, to put myself together, but I made it. I survived the horrors of the forest, and have built my family. Like…” Like you.

It was daunting and comforting, that they still finished the other’s sentences without having to do it out loud.

They were still siblings who knew the other as if they had birthed one another.

Comforting, yet it hurt like a wound in salt.

I see her in the back of my mind (back of my mind)

All the time (all the time)

Feels like a fever (like a fever), like I'm burning alive (burning alive)

Like a sign

Did I cross the line?

“…Did you ever wonder if I was okay, Louie? If I was safe? If I missed you? If I wanted to see you?”

The pained expression on his face said it all. “All the time, Soph.”

And he’d forever kick himself for not do it.

“So did I, you know. I knew that you were provided for, but…”

But you were never seen. Or loved. Not unconditionally, at least. It always came with a price. A price too expensive for a child.

You say no one knows you so well (oh)

But every time you touch me, I just wonder how she felt

Valentine's Day, cryin' in the hotel

“I never meant to, but… you know Mom…”

Sophia’s fists clenched. Of course she’d want her away from ‘corrupting’ her golden child.

She wanted to yell, to ask what was so wrong with her that she just wasn’t enough for her, no matter what to do.

She remembered telling her friend “It doesn’t matter if I win four Nobel awards in a night, to my mom, it’ll still not be enough.”

And like then, he heart flinched. Because it was so true, it just hurt so damn much.

I know you didn't mean to hurt me, so I kept it to myself

And I wonder

“Did you ever regret it? Leaving us… leaving me behind?”

Sophia’s pain finally came visible “I regret leaving you in that hell house. I should’ve brought you with me, tell the authorities… anything to keep you by my side and protect you as… as your keeper.”

He held her hand, and gave it a meaningful squeeze.

Do you see her in the back of your mind?

In my eyes?

He was about to speak when Autumn’s voice called him back to his duties. Sighing, he made a face “Duty calls.”

“Of course. Here’s my number, in case that…”

You say no one knows you so well

But every time you touch me, I just wonder how she felt

Valentine's Day, cryin' in the hotel

I know you didn't mean to hurt me, so I kept it to myself

Finally, she turned around and left, and Louie readjusted his beanie, going over to Autumn, hiding his true feelings once again, like he had been doing it all his life.

[batgirlmiracle]

smth i love about the raid on onigashima is that queen is having the worst fucking day of his life. arguably the worst day of anyone there. at the start hes dancing there like "omg im a funky fat man and im gonna have a concert and have a great party and everythings gonna be so much fun! :)" but then luffy and kid show up and hes like "THE FUCKING PRISONERS??" and then the samurai reveal themselves and hes like "THE OTHER FUCKING PRISONERS?? MY GUY WAS TELLING ME EVERYTHINGS OKAY?? ALSO. WHYRE THE SAMURAI HERE DIDNT MY GUYS BLOW UP THEIR BOATS??" and then all around the island hes getting calls from his subordinates like "Queen-sama please help we're all dyin--" and hes like "dear lord kaido is gonna have my head because all the prisoners escaped from under my watch and the samurai managed to sneak in and ruin the aprty" and then one of the tobi roppo betrays him but he saw that one coming, so hes like. "yknow what. i can still have fun even if no one else does. i can kill them all with my bio weapon and watch the show" but then some fucking tanuki shows up and declares he can cure the virus, and whitebeard's right hand fucking man shows up and hes like "WHAT THE FUCK" finally he's like "okay fine. im gonna go full brachiosaurus and kick some fucking ass" only to get stopped by marco and all he could do was watch as the tanuki healed even his subordinates, and now his allies are turning on him, and a stupid kid has turned all of the gifters on him. hes absolutely livid, and finally some cook who not even an hour ago asked the woman the entirety of his forces wanted to capture for help shows up, so he's probably thinking "oh he might be from germa 66 but he's fucking pathetic" nope. kicks his fucking ass. a pink dragon shows up. queens eyes popped out and broke his glasses how many times? and now hes thin and his funk is messed up and his pirate group is broken up and the fucking navy shows up. like, listen. the strawhats have given so many people the worst day of their lives, but queen's worst day is fucking hilarious. like kaido? yeah its a bad day but finally someones toppled him and he finds satisfaction in that. king? bad day but like. hes been freed from hiding himself. jack? bad day but getting his shit rocked by a giant elephant was about as bad. like queen is arguably having the worst day in all of onigashima. almost everything that happens is totally outside of expectations and calculations and has terrible ramifications. you almost have to feel sorry for him

[topazadine]

Character Writing Exercises

I'm quickly hopping in on the fun writing exercise created by @davycoquette before work lmao

Rules: Paint a picture of a character by describing their bedroom while they’re not in it.

I'll do my beloved Mordrek Willets, former Sinan Intelligence Services officer and all-around ne'er-do-well!

***

Winding along the Kulniryi cliffs, the very edge of the continent, lies Thieves' Quarter. Home to the city's meanest and most desperate inhabitants, who have made their homes by burrowing into the rock faces and stealing flotsam from shipwrecks, one would never expect opulence or comfort in these rude-carved quarters.

As usual, Mordrek Willets defies expectations.

A faint whiff of must and salt hums underneath a foreign perfume rich with black pepper. Careful fumigation cannot wholly irradicate this souvenir of the sea.

Flickering electric lights - illegally spliced from Kulniryi's newly-installed power system - play over bedclothes in a heap. The top blanket is made of plain blue wool, likely the remnants of old sailors' trunks, but delving deeper reveals a luxurious bedcover, embroidered in multicolored leaf patterns interspersed with aggressive, riotously bright animals. This one, at least, was not stolen from anywhere; it was a hush present from a Koffa tribeswoman who did not wish for her infidelity to be made public.

Underneath these is a set of sheets made from shot silk; when the light hits it right, the fabric turns a brilliant gold-blue, changing its proportions when shifted ever so slightly.

Though the pillows are covered in gorgeous cotton pillowcases, printed by hand in faraway Rixia, they smell faintly of sweat and liquor. Two sharp knives, their handles carved from cow femurs, lay sheathed beneath.

The bed itself is carved with fantastical animals: two-headed cows, lions with horse faces, a cat curled into a pretzel. One might imagine this the grave good of a great ruler, and perhaps it is. Mordrek asks no questions of what he drags out of the depths.

At its foot sits a heavy sea chest with several locks, all in different styles. Picking them all would take ages - not to mention advanced knowledge of the many fastening styles in vogue across the world - but should one succeed, they would be greeted with an unusual sight.

Nestled amongst the fir bones of this sea chest are unsealed letters, government documents, taboo books from faraway lands, and mementos from former lovers. Most of whom are now married, mothers, or dead.

Pretty hair bows, bulky jewelry made from precious metals, even the fingerbones of one woman's dead relatives wired as a bracelet. Each is tucked into a white muslin bag, titled with the gifter's name and place of origin. On some, Mordrek has deigned to write something he loved about this lady he could not keep for long.

Reading them seems like a whirlwind trip through geography, history, and a man's lonely life: Rixia, Koffa, the Cow Republic, the Fuarese Union, Janailan before the civil war. Even one from the tiny island of Down Derby, known for its carnivorous sheep.

One cannot help feeling a bit melancholy, especially when they notice the half-empty liquor bottles from each corresponding nation tucked amongst the mementos. Many of the items are slightly stained from alcohol or sebum, suggesting Mordrek picks them up and investigates them on a regular basis. Remembering all the lovers he was cursed to leave behind everywhere he goes.

But quick! The front door, stolen from a luxurious Triechelle barque, may open any minute. Turn off the pilfered solar power, creep into the grand living room, and sneak past his mule, who grouses in a stable in front of the entryway.

Those of Thieves' Quarter, quite predictably, don't take well to intruders. Best that Mordrek not know you entered his most sacred, profane space. He wouldn't appreciate being caught out.

[thesparklingwriter]

𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒁𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒊 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔

tags: very very very self-indulgent, you have been warned, neurodivergent reader, fluff, established relaionship

an: this is in connection with this blog post i made a while back. i was asked to elaborate, so i did. I think about this a lot

-will travel across the country to find your new hyperfixation food. even if it means hours and hours of travel

-this man's pockets are full of things for you to fiddle with, he has no clue how they got there

-purposely plans outings at quieter times and/or manipulates things so it can be quiet

-will sit in silence with you as you do your work

-listens to you rant about your subject of choice provided you give him a chance to make some tea first (he coordinates his teas to your subject areas so he can remember each one better)

-he's patient, so he doesn't mind if you ask him to not touch you for a bit

-vice versa, doesn't mind if you cling to him all-day

-reminds you to eat, would probably bring you food if he thought you were overworking yourself

-he would order at a restaurant for you, and if the food came and it was made wrong he would sort it out for you

-master communicator!!! would remind you that he's not mad at you if he ever thought you were slightly worried

-“this rock made me think of you”--master pebble gifter

-notices your favourite item of clothing is threadbare so he buys you an exact replacement

-embraces all of your 6000 hobbies, yes even the ones you cared about for only a week

-knows exactly what to do during a meltdown/anxiety attack/shutdown, even the subtle ones

-validates you when necessary, also very good at gently telling you if a fear you have is somewhat irrational

-will drag you away from your work and send you to bed if/when necessary

-knows all the names of the collectables you have of a certain niche interest

to conclude, Zhongli is just the kind of guy that dotes on his partner so thoroughly that he'll learn your whole morning routine to make sure it all goes perfectly to plan so you can have a good morning.

[misspennycandy]

hi! My name is Mel and I'm a pretty big Muppet nerd :D

My favorite Muppet of all is Dr Teeth, keyboardist and front man of the rock band, Dr Teeth and the Electric Mayhem 💚💚💚 In my ocxcanon-verse, the groovy lady who's captured the good doc's heart is a writer named Marisol~

She is a tv writer who works on scripts for the talk show Up Late With Miss Piggy and Teeth is part of the house band for the show; they probably met at work, though Marisol has been a fan of the band's music for years. (fun fact: one of Teeth's bandmates, Zoot, is her cousin!)

Unlike the flashy, loud, and charismatic Teeth, Marisol's a little more reserved, shy, and tends to overthink things. She's also a very sweet, fun person in her own right once you get to know her, and she and Teeth hit it off pretty well, being fellow creatives, fans of rock music, and lovers of good food/desserts. On occasion, Teeth finds himself turning to Mari to help him out when he has writer's block (and vice versa), and they make beautiful music together, in all senses~ ^^

Fun facts about Mari:

IMPORTANT: she is pretty tall! I don't have a "set height" for her, but she is noticeably taller than Teeth, and it's at least a lil visible when they're sitting next to each other. Love a cute height difference x)

has a fondness/superstition for good luck charms (her 'usual' outfit includes a clover necklace and lady bug skirt pattern)

has a little black kitten named Bea as a pet (she doesnt believe black cats are bad luck, quite the opposite in fact)

her favorite dessert are macarons

best friend is Yolanda the rat (she works on the Miss Piggy show, too, as one of Kermit's personal assistants. she's chatty and nosey, but has a heart of gold, always encouraging Marisol to get out of her comfort zone, and ask out that musician she's been crushin on for months!!)

she bakes pretty great desserts!

ahh I hope that's enough info to give context ^^;

if you'd like more refs/drawings that showcase their 'vibe':

💚💙Mariteeth Instagram page (for more drawings of my muppet gorl and otp draws, by myself and others)

IDEAS:

In terms of prompts, I'm pretty open to any cute poses/ideas you might have, dear gifter. If you wanna draw them in their 'classic' outfits, or switch it up to fits you see on their insta page, or even make up your own outfit entirely, I'm open to anything~ If you find drawing characters in "couple costumes" fun, three different ideas I have: Mary Poppins & Bert, Western Barbie & Ken, Robin Hood & Maid Marian. You can also do somethin' like "Santa and Mrs Claus~" to fit the holiday theme ^^

In general, anything holiday related is cute to me. mistletoe, gift exchanging, (comfy matching?) sweaters, hot drinks~

If you want to do somethin unrelated to holidays, just them hanging out together, Dr Teeth playing Mari a romantic piece on piano, sharing a milkshake on a date, cuddling during a drive-in movie, dancing, holding hands, kissing, Mari wearing Teeth's hat, riding a tandem bike (a la Muppets Take Manhattan)… I'm really not picky! lol

Thank you so much for reading all of this! I'm so excited to see what idea you might settle on ^^ Hope you have fun with it and happy holidays!! --Mel

[purplesigebert]

Hello! This is your autumn exchange gifter! So, I've been thinking about your request and am very excited. I've never tried to think of a different meeting or how canon would change if Caroline hadn't been in Mystic Falls at all, so it's been a fun thought experiment.

First, do you have any other characters you especially love or hate? Do you have any hard pass themes or content I should stay away from? Any bits from the shows you'd especially like me to try to fold in or ignore completely?

Second, are you married to the exact scenario you laid out in your request? I do have a very vague alternate idea for Caroline as a vampire hunter, but it's a little weird and definitely in its infant stages. But I also have some thoughts about Bill (possibly with Steven and his daughter) being the one to stay in MF as sheriff and the reasons why Liz and Caroline would have had to go.

Third, if you had to choose a setting, would you prefer MF or New Orleans or Salem, MA or somewhere else entirely? New Orleans would end up including some of the same characters as The Originals, but I probably wouldn't write the baby plot in, unless you really want it there. Salem would end up being more spooky season themed and MF would probably be more of a family thing involving Bill's death.

Fourth, do you still want Caroline to be a vampire? I don't usually write her as a normal human, because I'm here for the supernatural stuff, but I can give it a shot if you're interested in that. There's the hunter thing, but do you have objections to her being a witch instead? Some other kind of supernatural creature? It's not what I'm leaning towards, but if that's something you would enjoy, I won't try to keep it strictly vampire Caroline if I think of something else.

Fifth, what level of Klaus do you like? S2 magnificent bastard Klaus or S3/4 slightly relaxed Klaus or TO unhinged mess Klaus?

This is a lot of questions. Please feel free to take your time and/or not answer all of them! Totally valid to not have strong feelings about any of this.

Omg hi! First off, thank you so much for writing this note to me! I'm speechless!!

So, to answer in order:

First, I'm not a fan of Damon - if S1's events happened as canon. If not then I'm a fan. Stefan is great. I love love Katherine and Bonnie. Elena was great in her S1-S3 characterization. I don't have any problems with anyone else. Not a fan of the miracle babies storylines.

Second, I'm not completely fixed on my request. I've never considered a MF where Bill was Sherriff, how would that change canon? Damon and Bill already didn't get along and they were in the same room maybe two times? I don't see Bill changing his whole worldview the way that Liz did. If Liz and Caroline left MF, where would they end up?

Third, Oh this is tough one, Caroline coming back to MF for Bill's funeral is one of my fav stories to read! How old is she? Is it still canon time-line and have the S3 storylines been happening? I'll leave that up to you!

Fourth, I don't tend to read Caroline as any other creature (a few where she is a werewolf/hybrid but those are outliers), so Vampire!Caroline is good to go! I'm not too pick, if we see her turn in the story or not.

Fifth, S2/beginning of S3 is peak Klaus, he's just a little shit and he knows it lol.

Sixth, YOU ARE AWESOME! Seriously thank you so much for sending me this. You rock.

[spellmage]

📚 🌳 🪨 🥞 maidrissss 😸

hiiii thank you <33

answered 📚 here and 🥞 here :]

🌳 Would your OC survive for a week on their own in the wilderness?

Absolutely not, and he would be grumbling to himself the entire time. He has very few survival skills and he barely knows how to cook normally, never mind having to forage for food. I think he’d also just flat out refuse to eat anything he saw had dirt on it. He wouldn’t even last a night, he’d try and make a fire, fail, and then freeze to death. 

🪨 Someone gifts your OC a shiny rock. What do they do with it?

He would be confused at first, but if it’s someone he likes, then he’ll put it on his desk to look at and then try and think of something he could give/do for the gifter in return. It would make him feel weird in his chest if he saw genuine affection behind the gift. He'd be very sad if he ever lost the shiny rock.

[amooo1023]

Could you do either a Taranza × Reader or a Daroach × Reader, not really picky about anything else I just want some fluff

I'll do both of them! I'll be happy to do this requests.

Taranza x Reader (HEADCANONS)

• Taranza was still heartbroken over Queen Sectonia. I mean, maybe seeing your crush slowly turn into a monster and then eventually betraying you even when you stayed by their side the whole time is a bit scarring.

• So him getting a friend like you was great for someone like as lonely as Taranza. In his mind at least or how he is described.

• If you'd be willing to listen, he would vent to you sometimes. Maybe about past mistakes and just in general guilt. He won't do it too often! Sometimes he just wants to get things off his chest.

• He does this weird thing where he randomly ties objects to a web. One time you saw your toaster hanging from the ceiling with a web holding it up in place after getting a visit from him. Hang outs are weird.

• Thinks the jambastion religion's greeting is ridiculous. He has gone on a rant about it to you many times. It was surreal at first until it became just uncommon. He doesn't seem like the type of person to rant is all.

• Not a picky eater, REALLY not a picky eater. Seriously, you swear you saw him eating a few rocks the other day. Then again it was only a glimpse.

• Despite his mostly gentle like appearance he's cunning and a bit of a bitch. You two were just hanging and he decided to just fuck with some weirdo because he thought it would be fun getting something out of them. Whatever item he got out of them, he gave it to you after as a gift.

• Speaking of gifts he tends to be the unique gifts type of friend or the gifter. (I dunno what they're called but the type of friend to often give you gifts yet somehow all of them are unique from the one of the other. I have that type of friend. NEVER CHANGE.) I mean let's be real over here, he stole the dimension mirror from the mirror world and gave it as a present to Sectonia. Insane weirdo I swear.

• His gifts range from simply unique, maybe something he made by hand (magic, silk etc) or straight up distinct and ancient. Yet somehow not having a single scratch in sight. Be careful with his gifts though. He might be a smarty-pants but he's not very observant.

• Kind of a party pooper. He doesn't mean to be though, he just isn't very acquainted with parties. Also because of his smarty-pants side he tends to miss out on jokes and just in general being confused by sarcasm. Questioning them and telling whoever told the joke it didn't make sense due to it not being possible.

• He's a little knowledgeable weirdo who just needs some friends. Having you will help him a lot.

Daroach x Reader (HEADCANONS)

• Unlike Taranza, Daroach isn't lonely. Instead having a gang and stealing valuable treasures from many presumably wealthy people.

• Daroach is the kind of guy to (sort of) act as if they don't care about their team only to later show care towards them. He genuinely cares for his gang or as he likes to call themselves 'The Squeek Squad'.

• He will constantly brag about how popular he was with the ladies before. Telling you that all of the gals fell head over heals for him and yada yada. You honestly stopped listening at some point. The only thing he did was brag and brag. You think he did this for an entire day if you were going to be honest.

• Sometimes his heists doesn't go too well. It doesn't happen often but when it happens. BOY, does it happen. Things got really bad one time so you had to break him and his squad out.

• Overconfident dumbass at times. He literally jumped into a pit of lava because "Some jerk bet him he couldn't jump over a heap of lava." You still don't have any idea as to how he got offended about that.

• Mischievous bastard, steals and causes conflicts almost constantly. (Also he's kind of an attention seeker.)

• Daroach has amazing social skills and is quite charismatic. You saw him talking his way out of a sticky situation flawlessly. They even seemed quite smitten by Daroach. You don't know if you should be wary or impressed.

• He gives you gifts sometimes. Usually they're stolen so it could probably get you in trouble. Luckily, this universe doesn't seem to have any laws or any restrictions at all so it doesn't really matter.

• Although Daroach might come off as someone unforgiving, he is very much the opposite! He is quick to forgive and understands most of the times. A little mouse had blown their cover while on a heist and Daroach forgave him almost immediately.

• He's usually closed off and defensive. So moments when he opens up and actually shows vulnerability are a rare sight and are meant to be treasured. He tries to look good and tough for his team which leads to him thinking that he cannot show weakness at all. Which isn't a good habit, just a reminder.

• He's overconfident and reckless, but he also has a vulnerable side. Also he's really loyal! A friend to treasure and keep indeed.

Sorry for this taking so long and it being so short! But I still hope you enjoyed it.

[seasons-beatings]

Happy holidays, @shshshquietnow!

The first thing Kiran was aware of was the feeling of movement. The second was something sharp and gritty cutting into the soft skin of their cheek. They were being dragged, over gravel possibly, and they couldn’t move. Arms, legs, wings, all pinned to their sides. Something covered their eyes, which they realized they should have been grateful for as it was stripped off by the force of the dragging. Kiran squeezed their eyes shut to prevent the dusty little rocks from entering their eyes.

With vision no longer an option, Kiran tried to listen for a clue to what was happening but everything was a blur. There were voices, rough tones probably belonging to demons but Kiran couldn’t make out a single word spoken. Eventually something changed though, and they were picked up, thrown over a jostling shoulder by uncaring hands. They tried opening their eyes, only to close them again against the painfully bright light.

Finally the person carrying them put them down. Kiran felt a strangely familiar cold, hard surface beneath them, but they couldn’t tell what it was. They tried opening their eyes again. It was still bright and it still hurt, but they could at least make out their surroundings now.

They were in heaven.

Back, in heaven, before the council of archangels. Still tied up, laying on a flat, unforgiving marble table. Or was it a pedestal? They didn’t know, what with the way it sat in the center of the room, a skylight letting cold sunlight shine right upon them. Kiran tried to speak, make a sound of any kind, but their voice was simply lost in the cavernous hall, not reaching farther than their own ears.

Kiran noticed the demon who’d carried them in was still there, along with two others. They watched as one of them pulled out a knife from its holster, then gripped Kiran’s arm. They flinched, looking away from the shining blade, till they felt ropes around their arms go loose.

Andres crouched down, knees bent to meet Kiran at eye level.

“A cloak made from the feathers of a fallen angel. Now who could claim possession of a prize like that?”

“I could pluck a thousand ravens and never get anything as soft as you” the demon hissed into their ear. “

How quickly were cloaks made?

And then there was darkness. The demons and archangels were gone and Kiran was lying down somewhere, a bed, but not a comfortable one. A dream. No, a nightmare. It was all a nightmare. But their pain was real. They couldn't remember what had happened to make their wings hurt like this, but it hadn’t been the plucking their mind had conjured up. All their feathers were still in place.

Kiran turned over, wishing they could somehow exist in a state neither awake nor asleep. wondered what time it was. How much time they had before they had to meet their nightmare in the flesh again.

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(The writing portion of your gift is from your original assigned gifter; the art portion is from the standby person that filled in for them!)

[briarborealisocs]

Which of your ocs is most likely to gift someone else flowers?

ohohoho!!! a lovely question. there are many different ways i can think of to gift someone flowers hmmm hm hm

i surpose i shall go world by world again

whoopsverse:

unfortunately neither kiska nor vas are particularly likely to give someone flowers... kiska is more of a "baked goods/garden vegetable" type gifter and vas is more of a "i found a cool worm that i am now going to put in your hands hope you're not scared of bugs!" or "this rock reminded me of you" type gifter

project starstruck:

austral would not give people flowers because she would get too embarrassed about how cheesy it was and she would rather die than be considered cringe. however if someone got her flowers she would probably be so touched that she would cry. boreal on the other hand would just be walking and would see a pretty flower and would immediately pick it and hand it to whoever she was hanging out with. but i don't think she would get people bouquets unless it was a very special occasion

silly superhero story:

brendan powell the dad-aged registered hero would absolutely get someone flowers. the type of fella to give someone a bouquet of roses and daisies when he's asking them out. very sweet very cordial very "raised by grandparents" vibes. grant stoll the dad-aged VILLAIN would also get someone a bouquet but it would be like, an evil bouquet of mad science flowers that like, shoot acid or something. it's not a trap he just thinks they're so cool

phoebe and cyrus, the wright parents, definitely got each other flowers while they were together.. they still send flowers on mothers/fathers day but not romantically anymore as they're separated

and leon wright would also absolutely get people bouquets. he has gotten all of his friends flowers at some point which initially caused mick simmons, his bestie who had a huge puppy crush on him at first (recovered), to become uncharacteristically flustered. dani wright would also get people flowers but not a bouquet that's "too sterile" and "boring" she steals flowers from rich peoples gardens and gives them to her bestie maia clarkson

the weaver's apprentice:

dijah would not get people flowers as she finds it somewhat stupid and also too much of a commitment however if she noticed auryn (@natyune-art) looking at flowers he might find a bouquet on his windowsill with no note later that week. she would not fess up to it unless absolutely necessary

the owl house:

sol would not get people flowers she would much rather give them a potion. eden (who i have not posted about here, but who is an older witch who used to own the palisman that sol will eventually adopt) would conjure up flowers if it would make someone happy :)

pokemon:

my hoenn trainer would sooner attempt to attack you than give you flowers and my unova trainer would probably only give someone flowers if it would make them leave her alone 💕 bonus i think she would gift someone a passive aggressive "fuck you" bouquet if they were really annoying her

[lanternagainstthedark]

The Feast of Farore

Good [insert current time of day/night],

Let me tell you about the Feast of Farore.

So, the way my personal calendar works is festivals are a single day, feasts last for 3 days and any holiday with the word “day” in it is more than that.

So, the Feast of Farore is a 3 day holiday/holy period dedicated to Lady Farore, Keeper of Courage, Bringer of Life, Protector of Children, Sister of Din, Sister of Nayru, Gifter of the Triforce.

It takes place from March 20-22.

Now, before I continue about the holiday, I am going to recognize my bias. NOTE,

TW Mention of past lives/kin-type implications

BEGINNING OF TRIGGER WARNING

I am a dedicated worshiper of Lady Farore. I have memories of worshipping her in multiple past lives, of even once being part of a spirit(s)(?) called Farore's Wind. I have had several tarot readings that referenced this, so I know I'm not just imagining it.

HOWEVER. My memories take place in a Hyrule that looks fairly different from the one seen in the Legend of Zelda franchise, primarily, one where worship of the Golden Goddesses is still an honored part of Hyrule's culture. It still deeply effects me to see a statue of the Lady of Light in my goddess's Spring.

I will attempt to keep this from coloring this post, but I cannot guarantee anything. I am not trying to bash anyone/thing, but it may come across that way. Just a note.

END of TRIGGER WARNING

March 20-Celebration of the Bringer of Life

Lady Farore is well know throughout Hyrule for her actions bringing life to the land of Hyrule. She blew over the hills and rocks that Lady Din crafted, and filled the world with Color. So on this day, we honor that, reminding ourselves of her joyful gift to our world.

I always honor her through spring cleaning. It is a fresh start, a new life/chapter of life beginning. I will also make sure to cook a hearty and delicious dinner, with bread served too. In the case of this year, I will be making Leek and Potato Soup(I will share that recipe tomorrow).

(I am especially fortunate this year, as my school district that I teach in has a district holiday. I could have cried when I found out.

I personally, will be beginning my yearly re-dedication ritual. I will NOT be sharing that.

March 21- Celebration of the Keeper of Courage, Protector of Children

Lady Farore is often seen as a joyful and caring person. Sometimes, she is known as Mother of the Kokiri/Koroks/Kikwi or even, on occasion, the Skull Children. She has walked and watched the Hero's Spirit since the very beginning, and his actions to continue to fight even in the face of great fear is what earned her favor.

On this day, I spend time in reflection. How can I embody this in my life? How can I act with courage and kindness and care even when frustrated to anger? I will be trying to write 3 prayers that I can use to remind myself of any ideas I come up with. (I also will make korok masks again and leave them as gifts to the Koroks/Kokiri/Kikwi.

March 22-Celebration of the Sisters, Gifters of the Triforce

The Sister of Power and Wisdom, the Lady of Courage is sometimes misunderstood(though likely not to the same degree as Honored Din, whose aspect is so often misappropriated). Today is spent reminding ourselves that it takes wisdom to have courage, not recklessness. It takes power to stand up against our fear. Today is spent reflecting on this connection.

I will be spending this day cooking, trying something new, or even just working the earth. I encourage all to connect not just to our Lady of Courage, but the Lady of Wisdom and Lady of Power as well.

I hope this was helpful to everyone! Colors associated with these days are browns, golds, and greens. Grow both yourself and prepare to help others grow too!

[underforeversgrace]

Hey Grace!

I'm your holiday truce gifter and I wanted to ask if you have a song that you like and/or link strongly to "hurting that boy" :)

(Also a small heads up. My gift will probably be posted more around new years then x-mas since there is a lot going on this month <3)

I am already so excited by the hurt the boy!! Also HI OMG IM SO EXCITED JUST IN GENERAL

I went through my Spotify for all the ones I've been listening to A LotTM. Most of these are more "Danny's mental state after being hurt," buuuuutttt...

Fair warning, there's eight of them because I couldn't narrow it down to just one. Most of these are rock songs, but some may drift into metal. The links are to YouTube!

In My Bones by The Score

Voices in my Head by Falling in Reverse

Popular Monster by Falling in Reverse

If Tomorrow Never Comes by Bad Wolves ft. Ice Nine Kills

Lifeline by Bad Wolves

Let Me Down Slowly by Living in Fiction

One More Night by From the Ash

Six Feet Under by Silent Theory