#I just want my blorbos to be safe and happy and living the best life

[rose-tinted-vision]

hello is episode 35 really necessary 😭😭

Shisan and Yuan Lu just lost two of their closest friends in less than a week??? They didn't even get to properly mourn Qian Zhao like they did for Sun Lang???? Their leader isn't even there with them just imagine the emotional turmoil 🥲

[phoenixisobsessed]

I think you may be my favorite tumblr blorbo, art is scrumptious, you're so friendly and active, and I love seeing you post. Every day I wake up and check to see if you've posted anything new, and then I look at your old posts again. You are just so cool. Your ocs are cool too, I love reading your rambles and lore dumps.

I hope you are aware of how cool you are too. You inspire me a lot, to draw and otherwise.

Oh my god I’m sobbing.

I ngl post my stuff with long as hell rambles expecting literally nobody to read them because I am just The YapperTM and this…AARGEHHAGD. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO SAY?? I AM SO TOUCHED??? Thank you. Thank you very much. I am glad to inspire others, really. I almost want to say that’s the reason I do this :,D

I ngl wake up every day, just immediately checking Tumblr for any new asks because I love answering them, talking, and seeing what people want from me. Like today I woke up to that one ask about my persona being a triple changer and I literally giggled and kicked my feet, so I can say, same here. I too wake up excited to see you guys.

I often say “I’m so cool guys” or something stupid like that. I’m one of those. But, I do genuinely feel pretty awesome. I know I’m not the perfect person but I feel pretty cool. B)

I always hate negativity and such things on the internet. All of the drama and cancel culture. There’s a reason the only social media I use is Tumblr because it at least feels a bit more chill here. I always inspire to be a bit more positive, lighthearted, and honestly just have fun. We all have dark moments in our lives, and honestly, if I can just make one person’s day just a little bit better, that would mean the world to me.

Now I’m getting a bit off topic ish, but some of this wanting to inspire and bring positivity into people’s lives may connect to my dreams of becoming a teacher xD. I hope to one day inspire as many people as I can to be the best versions of themselves. Like yeah, I joke around a lot and have a difficult time handling specific stressful situations, but damn if I can just make sure somebody else has the support or just inspiration to keep working towards what they want, I will literally have my life completed.

So anyway, summed up, I’m so happy you feel that way about my blog, because that’s exactly what I want it to be :). No judgement zone where I can just be myself, none of that dumbass influencer shabam where I put myself on a pedestal. I like interacting with others who have the same interests as me, and drawing. That’s all I want. And I’m so happy it’s working out. On this blog, we’re just being real. No fear. We’re ourselves because damn it it’s sure as hell okay to be who you are. We all need a safe space and I hope to provide that for at least one of you.

[grand-theft-carbohydrates]

replying to @caozihuanismyson

"If that was love, Cao Pi didn’t need it. Didn’t want it. It was better to be indispensable than cherished. He needed to become something that could not be left behind. Something that Father could not live without." my jaw just fucking dropped #i love this. im in love. holy shit#HE NEEDED TO BECOME SOMETHING THAT COULD NOT BE LEFT BEHIND SOMETHING THAT FATHER COULD NOT LIVE WITHOUT#(im screaming louder so people in the back can hear)#(jk there's no one in the back cuz it's san guo on tumblr.com but still)#💀#thank u op i have ascended#also all the little details of ang trying to make up for father's absence for his lil bros..... when pi wiped his tears my heart broke#that part where cao pi imagined ang's last moments? holy shit i've never thought of it that way it's genius and horrifying#(ok i need a moment)#also............... i'm going insane about the part with fish and jade#and cao pi describing cao cao's expression of love towards cao ang as painful#and wanting to put him in his mouth like how soldiers keep their precious things safe#i thought this was going to be about ang's tragedy .... but it turned out to be about that and the horror of pi's existence#thank u for the meal op i'm so grateful

thank you so much, this is such a nice comment to wake up to!!!! it makes me so happy to have such dedicated readers who catch every single detail ;u;

Cao Ang has been my blorbo for a long time because he is a fascinating contradiction. he achieved nothing and did nothing of note, but seems to have left a significant impression on those around him. Cao Cao expresses regret for him on his deathbed. Cao Pi talks about how he should have been the rightful heir. Lady Ding was willing to disobey the most powerful man in the empire in order to get the smallest measure of justice for him. His death always struck me as, well, a feel-good narrative told by a guilty conscience. Cao Cao could have ordered any one of his bodyguards to give up his horse, but he didn't. It makes sense in the coldest, most logical way. Why lose an able-bodied fighter for a brat? You can always make more. I came up with a bunch of scenarios of what "really" happened, but in the end i realised it doesn't matter. Cao Cao still left his son to die. the horror comes from the ambiguity itself. I also wanted to explore how his actions would impact the remainder of his children. They realised overnight that they were all disposable and no one was safe. the real tragedy doesn't come from Cao Ang's death, but his father undoing all his hard work. Ang tried his best to give them love, curb their worst impulses, and foster good relationships between them, only for his father to stick them in the Sibling Royale. Climb to the top and uproot all your competition. ect. ect.

But I am an optimistic person and I believe true love can pierce the veil and save the day and all that. Cao Ang's ghost continues to haunt the narrative and in the end, he manages to effect his brothers in some way. Cao Pi comes to realise that, hey, this kinda sucks, actually. i think we're emotionally stunted and perpetuating the cycle of violence. maybe i don't have to trample all my brothers to preserve my own life. maybe i shouldn't become exactly like father. hmm much to think about. Cultural Context, for those interested:

funerary practices are not historical, but based on the modern shangdong ones i've experienced.

"putting your child in your mouth" is an expression of helpless tenderness. the full phrase is "i want to you hold in my hands, but i'm afraid of dropping you. i want to hold you in my mouth, but i'm afraid you will melt." i wanted to show this conflict within cao cao, the warlord vs the man. how his ambition corrupts him. ultimately, cao cao does not put his son in his mouth to protect him. he consumes him instead.

the opening scene is based on Cao Pi's poem "Traveling on the city wall." His poems are notable for being very emo, he talks about feeling isolated and unfulfilled despite having every worldly possession. I decided to connect it with Cao Zhi's (ahistorical) bean poem. the metaphor is less profound, but what can you do? he is the lesser poet after all ;))) .

[griseldabanks]

Let Me Count the Ways ask game

I've been wanting to do something like this for a long time, and finally decided I might as well just go ahead and do it. Send in a prompt and a duo, and I'll write a short fic for you! Feel free to reblog or alter for your own purposes.

"I missed you."

"You're my idiot."

"You're not a burden."

"I trust you with my life."

"I love you. Yeah, for real."

"I'll never give up on you."

"I can't imagine how I lived without you. I mean, I can remember it, but I can't imagine how I considered that living."

"I've got you."

"Don't EVER scare me like that again!"

"I thought I lost you…"

"How could you do this to me?"

"I know this may be hard to believe, but I'm on your side."

"Of course we're best friends. No one else would put up with your shenanigans."

"Do you trust me?"

"What? I meant it as a compliment."

"I can't do this anymore."

"Are you just going to keep walking by my house or are you going to come in?"

"Dude. It's three in the morning."

"Where are your clothes?"

"I can't believe I'm telling you this."

"I should have told you this a long time ago."

"Why are you helping me?"

"I feel like we've met before…."

"No, I don't care what 'they' think."

"Can't believe this drive is going to take 10 hours…. You wanna play I Spy or License Plate Poker?"

"I'm still mad at you. A broken elevator won't change that. Get away from me. That's YOUR side."

"Leave you? You know how hard it was for me to TRAIN YOU to deal with me?"

"Why does my blanket smell like you?"

"It's not my fault."

"Trust me."

"I wish…"

"Forgive me."

"Thank you."

"I'll keep you safe."

"Why did you do it?"

"Where are we going?"

"Now what?"

"Stay with me for a while."

"Did you really do that?"

"I love you. You know that, right?"

"I have no idea what just happened."

"What are friends for?"

"Please don't be mad."

"You're not wrong."

"I never told you, but…"

"Stop! Can we think this through?"

"Whatever happens, don't forget."

"We should eat something."

"I haven't slept in days."

"I know that face."

Note: I'm only going to write for platonic relationships. There's plenty of great romances out there, but I want to focus on friendships and familial relationships. Even if you send in one of my OTPs, I'm going to write them platonically. Also, I'm perfectly happy to write about my usual blorbos, but I think it would be a fun challenge to try to write characters I wouldn't normally go for. Check out my main blog @novelmonger for my main fandoms, or go ahead and send in some characters to see if I know them. I'd love to fill all of these prompts, so feel free to send me LOTS :D

Non-exhaustive list of duos I'd like to write:

Ed and Al (FMA)

Ed and Mustang (FMA)

Steve and Bucky (MCU)

Steve and Sam (MCU)

Sam and Bucky (MCU)

Frodo and Sam (LotR)

Legolas and Gimli (LotR)

Sam and Dean (Supernatural)

John and Sherlock (BBC Sherlock)

Rakka and Reki (Haibane Renmei)

Link and Navi (Zelda)

Fai and Kurogane (Tsubasa Chronicle)

Shion and Nezumi (No.6)

Hyakkimaru and Dororo (Dororo)

Nate and Sully (Uncharted)

Nate and Sam (Uncharted)

Joel and Ellie (The Last of Us)

Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan (Star Wars)

Beat and Rhyme (The World Ends with You)

Kara and Alice (Detroit: Become Human)

Hank and Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

L and Watari (Death Note)

Din and Grogu (The Mandalorian)

[masonspecialist]

Ok hard mode… top 5 fictional characters

Oh god. Fuck. Okay. This is in no particular order cuz I genuinely can't rank most shit in my life let alone my most prized of blorbos. And honestly I decided to stick to characters I used to rp on Tumblr because well, that's what came to mind djdjdjdhdj

1. Charles Xavier from the X-Men reboot series. Oh. Charles. You messy, emotionally neglected man who took too much of the world unto him. But instead of letting it make you bitter, you made yourself believe in only the best. But you watched as that blind hope hurt those you love around you again and again and again and you shut yourself off from your connection and it made you bitter but you still held onto that hope and-

2. Richie Gecko from From Dusk Till Dawn (the series ONLY). I am fully aware that Richie is a terrible person, I don't need the lecture. But oh god, Richie. A man seen as a genius, but also stupid at the same time. Unable to connect well with others, always seen as unnerving, as awkward. Who's only connection to the world is his brother. And he fights for that connection but for his own place in the world at the same time. Richie, a man who killed his father because the pain he couldn't let his brother suffer anymore at his hands. Richie, a man who's always been seen as out of his mind finally losing but finally SEEING. And letting it consume him. Richie!!!

3. Ignis Scientia. The caretaker, the tactician. Adviser and friend and chef and driver and body guard. All these roles and yet he does not falter. He bears them all with ceaseless pride. Who sacrifices his sight, who'd sacrifice his very life, for Noctis. Who'd let the world burn for Noctis, if only it meant that Noctis could be happy, that Noctis could be safe. That Noctis could LIVE

4. Loki (specifically from the movies and BEFORE Ragnarok). Adopted son, trapped in a family that loves him but does not understand him. Anger, bitter, all too aware of the chasm between himself and those he loves. Who lets this chasm grow deeper and fester from wounds of things left unsaid. Who wants his family but hates them all the same. Who holds just as much blame but cannot see it through his own hurt.

5. Uhh....my brain is blanking but I'll get back to you on a fifth one. There is one, I know there is djdjdjdjdjd

[bluiex]

Heyyyy it’s the same anon that was talking about majorwood, I NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE BLORBOS MORE!!!!

i am thinking so so so hard about the scene where Martyn kills Scott to save him from the rest of the yellow lives, and more immediately from Jimmy, since Jimmy was the closest and completely intent on killing Scott first. Besides the cinematic parallels to Martyn killing Ren in third life, it just absolutely hurts my poor little heart thinking about it.

I dunno, I’m just thinking so much about those silly dudes and their ocean island. I am rotating a mer Scott and human (maybe pirate) Martyn au in my head so much right now. Just thinking about Martyn leaning over the edge of a dock or a boat to talk to Scott, and Scott discovering his new favorite sound is Martyn laughing that deep hearty laugh of his that makes him so happy <333

Majorwood... Good ship name

OH YEAH. WHEN YOU PUT IT LIKE THAT qoq Martyn didn't want Scott to be hurt by anyone else, and the best option at the time was for Martyn to kill him, get him away from all the other yellows. Safe. Back home.

Scott comes up to Martyn while he's turned around distracted, splashing water up at him getting him soaked- Scott making the most insane jokes and flirting make Martyn laugh before Martyn is snapping back with the same energy, prob even more so

[yzeltia]

Year of the OTP - January

January: Snow & Historical "AU" Characters: U'rahn Nuhn & @driftward 's Nyx Blackmoon Rating: T for Timey Wimey Notes: All future entries are gonna follow the same format; however, will be parodies of existing media and I'm very excited. Thanks to Driftward for their Blorbo and line editing for Nyx and mechanical passes!

The wind howled as it blustered about the cabin, causing the fireplace to give a little whistle. Nose pressed to the window U'rahn sighed, letting his breath fog the pane.

"Is something wrong, Rahn," Nyx asked from behind.

"Well, I kinda wanted to go night sledding, but the weather doesn't look like it's going to cooperate."

"Did you consult a skywatcher before you made plans to come out here?"

U'rahn blinked then rubbed the back of his head, "No…I guess I should have."

"Agreed."

"Well, it's still a really nice cabin to hang out in. I'm glad we could borrow it for a night. We can just hang out by the fire and drink some cocoa."

"Would you like me to prepare your Hero Cocoa?"

U'rahn blushed and shook his head, "I can do that…you should just relax by the fire. Hey! I know! I'll tell you one of the stories my mom used to tell me as a boy. The Origin of Miqo'te!"

"I am familiar with the origins of Miqo'te. But if you mean that as a storytale, I have not heard it," the women responded, moving by the fire to stand stiffly at attention as she watched U'rahn start to heat milk.

"Right! It started something along the lines of…Upon an Era, long ago, all the Miqo'te lived as one…"

"Our food stores are running low. We're not going to last much longer if we don't figure out a better system of hunting," a golden-haired Miqo'te sighed.

"Agreed," his beautiful mate agreed, painting half her face in a traditional manner, "We are-"

"Rahn. The tradition of hunting paint did not come about until the Keeper tribes were well established."

"Really? Well…maybe I'm misremembering. The point is she was very beautiful and an adept huntress…Anyroad, at odds they started to debate…"

"Jua, I appreciate your insight; however, the best prey moves at night when the moon goddess shines her love down for us as we move shrouded by darkness. The day is far too bright and wears our people down fast."

"Nyx….I mean Mwezi! My beautiful wife. The sun goddess, for which all things thrive under her life giving love, brings us the best bounty for our people. The dark of night leaves our people prone to unseen be dangers that would be revealed in the day."

"You are incorrect."

"Then, let us make a contest of itd! You lead a team of hunters, and so shall I. Over one day we will see who's hunts yield the most."

"Acknowledged."

And so with a kiss, Jua and Mwezi parted company to organize their respective hunting parties. Here too they differed, Jua asked their people to choose among themselves who their best hunters were, and nominate them to come forward. Mwezi chose her companions herself, taking along only huntresses she'd seen prove themselves in battle before her own eyes.

"I am unsure of the veracity of this story, Rahn."

U'rahn looked back, tail swishing as he fiddled with some chocolate in a small bowl. "It's just a storytale! Things are probably a bit off from what really happened. I'm also doing it from memory," he explained away.

"Understood. Continue."

"Right, so Mwezi was the first to hunt."

"The huntresses of the night party hunted close together through the night, ensuring one another stayed safe from any predators that might have chanced upon them. Their hunt took them all night, but by daybreak, they'd found their prize.

Meanwhile, at home, Jua waited for Mwezi to return. His heart ached while she was away, and as the sky went from black to blue he agonized over her return, worried the worst even though in his heart of hearts she was the superior hunter. He waited by the door, thinking only of her and how happy he'd be to see whatever she brought back, even if it meant she'd prove him wrong. His heart drummed within his chest thinking of-"

"Rahn, I am unfamiliar with this story, but I do not understand what Jua's affections have to do with their contest."

U'rahn tilted his head tugging at a bag of large marshmallows before pulling too hard and sending them flying all over the counter. "I'm just…setting the stage a little. Basically, he loves her a bunch and that's important. Anyroad…"

"Daybreak soon came and Jua departed with the elected tribes folk into the light of day. Not needing to worry about hidden predators-"

"There are many species that have evolved to camouflage themselves in the day."

U'rahn stared at his girlfriend for a moment, only getting a stare back of course. Fluttering his ears, he returned to his confection.

The group split managed to find many prizes, and by day's end had a rather large haul. Upon their arrival, Jua and the huntresses were all waking, and soon met the day party at the villager's center. 

"Husband, you've returned," Mwezi greeted, watching as his party brought in their caravan of creatures, some felled, others kept alive for their potential as livestock.

"I have! I bring you twenty-six beasts that might serve for meals and or the longevity of the tribe! Behold the sun goddess's bounty," Jua cheered, gesturing to the creatures behind him.

"That is a menagerie of prey, husband," his wife stated plainly, staring quietly at what was brought in. "We will now present our hunt."

Behind her, the huntresses pulled in a giant buck, larger than their biggest dwelling. Pulling the beast to the tribe center, she nodded to Jua and said, "This one buck will provide meat for an entire moon, its bones will be used as tools for a generation, and the leathers we take will clothe us for just as long. It is the moon goddess that has provided for us."

The entire tribe cheered at the haul. Both husband and wife embraced but then parted.

"It seems both our paths were prosperous this day…but we are not normally so fortunate. Perhaps it was our pride and determination."

"We are a large people. The ecosystem would falter if we hunted with this amount of success every day. I've concluded that our hunting styles and leadership were not to blame. We are too much for this land to take care of. I propose, for a time, we divide ourselves to the north and south to let the land recover."

"How would we ever divide our people though, my beautiful wife?"

"I will take those who hunt by the moon to the north where the days are short. And you, Jua, will take those who hunt by the sun to the south where the days persist."

Jua frowned, "I would be apart from you my love. "

"It is necessary for our tribe to live on."

Jua sighed then held his wife tight, knowing she was right. And so the tribes split, wandering far from one another. Though Jua made sure to visit his beloved Mwezi in the North, when they passed, the two new tribes found little reason to come together. And so, the Keepers and Seekers came to live on separately from one another, evolving from the lovers' small sacrifice of time into healthy tribes that scattered the world over—the end.

U'rahn smiled as he brought over a tray of cocoa and crackers, sitting down by the fire, Nyx lowering herself beside him.

"A good story, yeah?"

"Allagan records indicate the Keepers became night hunters due evolutionary attributes in their eyes allowing them to perceive more light in the darkness, marked by their pupils' dialated appearance.  The Seekers have narrow pupils, allowing them to see greater detail in their surroundings as they don't have to adjust for the intensity of the light around them. To survive, it was necessary to form bonds with those who had similar biological advantages for hunting. I do not believe your story was true, Rahn."

U'rahn frowned a bit and shook his head, "Well, it probably isn't. It's just a storytale…or a umm…"

"Fable. As a story, I can appreciate it. Thank you for sharing it with me."

The Nuhn lit up a bit then scooted closer to his girlfriend, as she looked down at her cocoa. Atop, two marshmallows floated, one with cinnamon sprinkled on top and a crudely drawn cat face, the other dipped half way in dark chocolate with two mismatched eyes. "You have made these gelatin cubes into our likeness."

"Well, I figured I'd make something special…y'know, for us. Our own version of Herrro chocolate."

"Understood. Thank you, Rahn."

"A good experrrience?"

"Yes, Rahn."

Drinking his cocoa deep, he let out a happy purr then leaned against her as he tangled their tails together. Fluttering his ears, he sighed happily then began to doze, Nyx quickly taking his mug before it could spill over into their laps. Outside, the snow continued to fall, and once Nyx had finished her drink she nudged U'rahn awake, leading him sleepily upstairs to rest properly together for the night.

[archive-of-bones]

Okay so imma fuckin open this up with a Hi.

Today we’re gonna tackle the mess that is Jack Lippmann, my blorbo of an oc(you will get context later on I promise) Ft. Their mess of a relationship with Chuuya Nakahara and the flags. This is also gonna be incoherent as fuck with grammatical errors so buckle up.

Lemme start by saying this shit about to contain some adult material, not necessarily nsfw but it is a little iffy so trigger warnings are I guess mentions of manslaughter, implications of using and selling drugs, implied underage drinking and whatnot. Also contains some spoilers.

I am crazy about them, their attitude towards life and people especially. Jack is a pretty interesting character to me because of their optimism and hope towards life despite living in a shitty environment and doing shitty things. I think it’s a nice contrast in a way, also their familiarity towards people and wanting the company of others that basically pushes them to do what they have to, sometimes resorting to drastic measures such as murder and robbery amongst other things.

Anyways, they’ve been sort of admiring Chuuya since day one of being taken in by the Sheep, they were like nine and it would have been at least a year or two since Suribachi became a thing because of the explosion, and they were saved by him when some thugs wanted to sell them off to some sick people who wanted children as their toys or some shit (I can’t properly word how terrible this experience was for them, and for others who weren’t as fortunate as they were). So Jack pretty much worked hard, the Sheep kids liked the contribution they gave; particularly food. Jack was an excellent cook as much as they were an excellent teacher, they always had the sort of impulse to share what they know to people, and they often had the best interests of others in mind.

Jack actually taught Chuuya how to read and speak in English at some point with other children in Suribachi, with the aid of some stolen learning materials they got from sneaking into a campus and stealing books to help them in the long run. But this is exactly what got them in trouble, by giving so much they gained little to nothing in return, and admiring Chuuya became their downfall in the events of Chuuya sacrificing himself to join the mafia in order to keep the Sheep safe. (Shirase didn’t like the fact that they defended Chuuya so much, I’m not gonna say more bc of upcoming fic spoilers).

In the end, they had nothing by the time the Sheep disbanded. So they went around Suribachi for a while and lived off of some cash the residents would give them in exchange for tutoring services (some people didn’t really think it was necessary for them to learn a foreign language or do arithmetic, but for those who wanted to have something that would hopefully help them in the long run, they pay Jack).

Their devastation of losing everything led them to get the resolve to join Chuuya in the mafia, which was… frankly not a very good idea.

But they were pretty much desperate to see him again so they started at the bottom, killing people as quickly as they could without giving them too much pain, stealing, running errands, etc. And eventually they caught the eye of Pianoman, who had been hearing rumors about some grunt who wanted to see Chuuya Nakahara as a main motivation for getting into the dirty job of blood and murder. So he seeks them out, and pretty much falls in love(?) with the tenacity they show for the goal they wanted to achieve. So he helps them, sort of. They basically passed the vibe check LMFAO

Chuuya wasn’t very happy when he found them with the flags though, there’s a lot of details missing from this but nutshell is that he cares about them even though he’s remained his distance for years. So he was actually pissed when he found out they were there, all smiling and happy as if they did not just put his sacrifice in vain by BEING in danger. To him, they should have stuck being a teacher, or a chef, those two things are the ones he knows them for and knows they do such a good job with. So for the first few months they weren’t on good terms, and Chuuya was pretty much mean to them at this time span because he really wants to drive them away from here so badly because he feels /guilty/.

He was after all the reason why they were even in the mafia in the first place.

But the flags weren’t really having it and were pretty much elated to have Jack around, Jack was pretty much good to have around with how open they were with their emotions, which was something the flags highly appreciated (found family my beloved). And in return, Jack was fiercely loyal to them, and the mafia as a whole. They really didn’t have much against murder or any illegal job, they wouldn’t judge anyone for that because they too had to do it to survive, their lack of hesitance towards stepping into the darkness for one person and staying for the people they found there is so interesting because they had a choice. And they chose the path they could never get out of, for them, they didn’t have anything to lose in the light, they had no family or a home, so for them it was the best option. Chasing after Chuuya Nakahara was just one of their many motivations, and one they sort of prioritised and advertised the most, much to the aforementioned person’s chagrin.

I am very crazy about them, I probably will never shut up.

@ettaevie

Buddy, here’s the shitpost exchange, your turn

[willowser]

Hey hey Willow heyyyy ✨ I'll apologize in advance for coming with silly tots only!

But you know when you admire someone and you like the way they think and everytime they say something you're like !!!!!!!! YES EXACTLY!!! and you giggle at silly lil things they've said or how they've said them cause it makes you feel so pffttt 💓 and you live up in your silly lil head like ah yes I'd love to be their friend, and all that?

I know you know where I'm going lol but yeah that's how I think of you because I apreciate you and what you do so!! much!! and it's insane? I mean cause I'm just an internet peep (lol) and we dont know each other and that's wild to my silly lil head!!!

Art and love for it can do so much I'm sighing big sighs.

I guess what I'm trying to say is thank you for sharing what you do and the way you do it and and and for being so kind as you do it. And yeah also I'll go to war, bake a cake and even do the laundry for you.

Also sorry I'm being so INTENSE!!! And basically writing a love letter under candle lights lmao I just never do this talking to ppl I think are cool kinda thing lol

I hope you have a great day/night forever and ever. Mwah!

oh, my heart and my soul — you are so correct !! art and the love for it !! how it connects across this great big world, across time-zones and reservations and insecurities and blooms fully in the great volume of our joy !!! you mean so much to me. you really, truly do.

you know, it's not just about our fanfiction, our blorbos and our 2d men and even our little stories; it's about the community and the love it brings ! especially in the wake of my little upset LOL my heart is so full at those of you that came out of the wood works to be there for me — those of you that have ALWAYS been there for me, on my worst days. i'm just an internet peep too ! just a guy on my puter !! and yet here we are ! how far we've come ! the love we have !

this little space is just such a haven of joy for me, and, again, it's not even necessarily about the writing itself or bakugou, especially not about the notes or refrogs or any of that; i say this all the time and it probably sounds childish and silly, but i really view this little corner here, with all of you, as our little space to sit together and hold hands and take turns talking about the things we like, what excites us, what nestles into our hearts and lives there, what pains us — all of it ! i feel so connected to all of you ! and as someone that was shamed and made to be embarrassed of fanfiction when i was younger and growing up — i'm so happy we've all managed to find each other here !

i want this to be a safe space where our creativity can flow together ! i want us all to be included, i want us all to be appreciated, i want us all to be heard, and it means so much to me that yall have done that for me as well ! day in and day out. rain or shine. this is our clubhouse ! and negativity isn't allowed in ! there's no place for it, i won't acknowledge it, i enjoy living my life trying to be as kind as i can, and i want to spread all of it to you, as best i can !

i sound so unhinged !!! LOL !! i am writing furiously in the candle light in my return letter to you, so quickly that ink is getting everywhere and that my handwriting is illegible akhfakhfa but i am always so grateful, to all of you ! and whenever i get such heartfelt messages like this — from those of you that have said before that you don't usually reach out, that this is the first time you're sending messages — i'm so honored that you would trust me with that ! that you deem me worthy of your vulnerability !! i have just so much love in my heart for all of you he he and thank you for being here with me 🥺

and thank you to YOU especially, dear. your message will live inside my lil brain forever. you are my friend. we do know each other, in ways that transcend identity and physical presence ! we are baking the cake together. we are folding the still-warm laundry side by side 🥺

[cairoscene]

N for DC! (also would love to hear about batlantern so i guess that's a Z?)

N. Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

well if i'm being selfish, i wish there were more fics about newly adopted jason, or jason with bruce and alfred before the adoption. i'm so deeply interested in that vague window between the tire-stealing incident and the adoption, and i want a million fics of it. i personally headcanon that bruce doesn't immediately rush jason into being robin and instead focuses on giving this kid a safe place to live, so i'm always thinking about that

for superbat and ghostbat and any bruce ship really, i wish there was more content of bruce being like, deeply romantic and intent on making it work, rather than the prevailing fanon of him being so suspicious of happiness that he sabotages the relationship or doesn't even realize someone's in love with him. i love to think about a bruce who very much wants to love someone and will do what he can to make that happen

and i think for fandom in general, i wish there was more tolerance for fanon? even in my chill perusal of the tag it's hard to avoid ppl disliking certain fandom interpretations of characters or holding up the comics as the only true source of characterization. we all have interpretations that we like, and personally i think it's really fun that there's so much room for different takes on characters. we all have things that annoy us that we bitch about in private chats, i get that, but sometimes fanon is fun and even dare i say it, more interesting than canon. but yeah ppl get really tied up in what's canon and what's fanon and i think you should just let people have a good time. don't be a hater lol

Z. Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go

ooh okay for batlantern well. first of all go read all of FabulaRasa's fics bc they're very entertaining and engrossing and very very compelling. but yeah i love batlantern bc they offer such a different dynamic from other bruce ships where bruce becomes so, so petty in response to hal being The Pettiest person on the planet. please watch justice league war if you haven't already. i was also just explaining to @burins last night that hal is the wettest most pathetic blorbo of a character. he's always one bad day away from death or homelessness or joblessness or illness. he reminds me of nancy drew in that seems like he gets hit over the head and dragged around a lot. don't even get me started on the parallax thing. i love a pathetic man. anyway what i really enjoy about batlantern is the dynamic where hal is such a deeply good, decent person doing his best and yet his life is falling apart to such a degree that bruce wayne, known fuckup of epic proportions, is the one to be like "christ let's get you some help. jesus." for bruce to be like, actually really competent and normal and functional by comparison, but also very compassionate and loyal. and i love the expectation that hal thinks bruce is a freak and then gets a peek behind the curtain and discovers....that bruce is deeply domestic. that delights me to no end. ALSO for bruce to have this giant messy but loving family that he cares so much for and for hal to be essentially on his own entirely, for hal to see that family and want desperately to be part of it but not feel like he's worthy of joining it. that's some good pangs right there

send me ABC fandom asks

[lycanlovebites]

Houuughhghhghg yeah I also gotta sit down for a while after reading your tags… you are so so kind thank you so much 🥹 I love writing and when a good Blorbo idea hits sometimes a am suddenly transformed into a mere vessel for the muse of writing until it’s done with me. I literally saw your original tags about Gabriel like at 3 am that night and I ended up going to bed at like 4:30am because I physically couldn’t rest until I was done writing about my sad little wet guy and his guilt and paranoia. I’m gonna be so real w you: I am such a huge fucking sucker for the trope of “yes these major life moments and decisions have shaped you into a completely different person than you were ‘supposed’ to be, and it has lead to fear of being discovered and fear for your loved ones and shame and guilt for trying to hide it even though you want to be open, you want to show the world that you CARE, that you LOVE, that these people are your everything but you can’t because it wouldn’t be safe for you or for anyone. But even though it’s hard and may very well end up being dangerous, you still choose to do it. You choose every single fucking day of your life to live with your loved ones like this, and you would sin every day and night and hour and minute, damning you to hell, if it meant you could hold your lovers close and hold their hand and sit peacefully with them for even just a minute longer.” I just gggrgrrrrgrrhhhrrr!!!! Hhrrrgrr!! I go feral for it. I go absolutely insane. I eat it up every single time!!! I keep going back to reread that whole part about “would you do it again?” And i gotta lay down and stare at the ceiling for a while to recover. I WROTE it and yet every single it hits me like a freight train. It’s so good it’s so good!!!! Also sorry for inflicting psychic damage upon you via my oc. Now we’re BOTH thinking abt the Blorbo and his devasting guilt!!

I just wanna thank YOU for sending me that ask about Sol!! Until you and your ask I like haven’t done this much writing and character development in like.. years?? I’m so fucking serious that your ask and you going feral over my blorbos and their lore and thoughtfully leaving galaxy brain analysises of them is like the best thing that’s happened to me on tumblr and just ANYWHERE I’ve posted abt my ocs. Like you GET THEM!!! You see my vision of them!!! It’s so beautiful and crazy to me that someone else likes my ocs as much as I do and I’m so so grateful for you!!! Metaphorically I am giving you 1000 forehead kisses and shaking you by the shoulders because I’m just. I’m just so happy to talk about my ocs w someone who loves them as much as me!!!!

also yes I just need to bite that little twink priest w devasting Catholic guilt by the collar of his cassock and I need to shake him between my teeth and fling him around. I need to tuck him into bed with a plushie and warm blanket. I need to put him in a sun dress and let him frolic in the meadows with his partners so he can live his cottagecore dreams in peace!!! As a treat to make up for his horrible traumatic past!!

anyways I’m considering maybe making this little story into a comic… specifically the “would you do it again” part but everything else too. Idk I got the brain worms and I just really want to draw Gabriel going through it. Like who do you think is monologuing and narrating to him? Another Angel? A demon? Much to think abt hm.

@justaderivative

here’s a bit of a story I was working on involving Father Gabriel and Valentine! (Sol is also there too but he’s not really mentioned oops. He’s off doing something else I guess)

its a discarded first draft that I still like a lot even though it doesn’t work in this particular scene because it gives really good insight into Gabriel’s inner thoughts and also his Catholic guilt. It’s also UNEDITED in any way so sorry if there’s typos and the dialogue and stuff is oddly placed! (btw will anyone believe me if I said that this was the first draft for a smut fic I was writing yes or no?? I scrapped this draft because it was far too serious and angsty for the situation I wanted. Valentine is ready to fuck nasty and have a nice time and treat their boyfriend meanwhile Gabriel is struggling with Catholic guilt and paranoia. The vibe was off for him and I felt bad trying to get him into a sex scene when that man should be having a therapy session instead. Like its ok king take ur time, you and Valentine can try later when you feel better)

story below the cut! (It’s a bit long)

Father Gabriel closed the front door behind him. “I can’t believe that happened,” he said more to himself than to the cheeky demon who caused the scene, who was hanging their sparkly red blazer on the coat rack next to him. “What if people saw? No, how many people saw that? How many people saw me?” He said aloud with horror. 

“Relax darling.” Valentine put a hand on his shoulder. “Believe me, no one saw my little display except you. Otherwise some old biddies would have me roasting at a stake by now.” They gave him a little grin at that last part. He was sure they found the idea of being tied up by little old ladies quite funny judging from their expression.  It was meant to be reassuring but the idea of other church members burning his partner at the stake wasn’t exactly pleasant. 

“That’s my point. It’s not safe for you to risk being found out by the church! If they find out you’re not human they’ll… they’ll do unspeakable things to you. I can’t risk you getting hurt, Valentine. Burning you at the stake would be the least of your worries if the wrong people get their claws on you.” He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. “It’s not only your safety too. I also have a reputation to uphold, as horrible as it is sometimes. I’m a priest. I’m not supposed to get flustered over someone at communion. The people see me as a symbol of devotion and modesty, and I fear what might happen if they see me as anything other than that. I’m supposed to be committed to God alone, not blushing over my handsome friend from out of town.” He was so worried. Valentine seemed so confident to show off but he feared what would happen if they reveal too much. Gabriel knew what happened to demons in churches they weren’t welcomed in. He’d seen it happen with his own eyes, was forced to read the books on how to do it himself, and he knew that powerful people with hatred in their hearts for even an inkling of difference would never stop until they get what they want. 

“Darling, look at me.” Valentine stood in front of him and gently took his hand in theirs. “It’s going to be alright. I promise you that no one saw my little display to you, and as far as I saw no one seemed to say anything about your blush today. I mean, if you ask me, it was quite warm in church today, and you were quite lively in today’s sermon.  I wouldn’t see anything unusual about how the priest was a bit more red than usual after that rousing sermon he gave. And I feel most people know how warm it can be in your cassock with all those layers.” They assured him. Gabriel wasn’t fully convinced, but their words did help. He stared down at his hand and watched Valentine gently stroke the back of his hand with a thumb. Such a small gesture, yet it still sent a shiver through his body at the touch. They didn’t want him to worry, he knew that. It was just hard sometimes to let these things go. He was always under scrutiny, always being perceived and his actions always judged by someone. If not by  God then by the townspeople who looked up to him. At least that’s what he felt. Maybe it wasn’t true. Maybe there wasn’t actually anyone who cared about these things besides him. He was just so worried all of the time lately. Maybe since he was a child. First about being good, following all the rules and being a faithful servant to the church. Then he worried about being sinful. Always ashamed of the way his heart beat against his chest when he saw Brother Marcus in the vestry, of the way he laid awake so many nights consumed with thoughts of him and Marcus doing terrible, lustful things. Now he was worried for Valentine and their safety. Of them being found out and torn away from the safety of his protection and killed. Soleil had to disguise themself as well, but for Valentine their disguise was a matter of life or death. Sol would be worshiped and adored if the townspeople knew what they were. But Valentine would be hunted down and killed before Gabriel’s feet if they were ever found out. 

Gabriel  was also worried about his reputation as a perfect chaste little servant of god. Someone pure, someone who was completely devoted to their god and had no room in their heart for any sinful thoughts of other people. The people saw him as one of them. No, better than them. They put him on a pedestal. They listened to his words and came to him for guidance, and he overheard how they spoke of him. With reverence, a deep respect. As if he was truly holy. But Gabriel knew he wasn’t. He was impure, tainted, guilty. His god did not answer his prayers and he knew he was dishonest to the townspeople when he pretended to be that man everyone saw him as.

He yearned for respite from the terror and guilt that plagued him for most of his life. He just wanted to let them all go. 

He let out a sigh, trying to let go of his worries with it. “You’re probably right. No one came up to me about anything today after the service so I suppose no one saw anything unusual.” He focused his attention on his hand being gently held in Valentine’s. He took another deep breath and forced the worries out of him along with it. In.  It will be okay. Out. No one saw what happened today. In. We’re safe. 

[@justaderivative hope you don’t mind me tagging you in this! This has a good bit of lore/info abt Gabriel in it so instead of making an info post about him (I mean I still probably will but yknow) this is some good info for him and his less fun and whimsical stuff ]

[lockejhaven]

Happy Blorbo Blursday, Locke!

For Myhren and Arthur:

What is their sense of humor like?  Are they easy to make laugh, or are they set in stone?

How easily do they trust others?  Is there a reason why they’re this way?  Are they trustworthy themselves?

What is their greatest desire? (Bonus: How far would they be willing to go to get it?)

Who do they trust most in the world?

What are their love languages?

Where do they feel most at home? Why is that place so special?

~Morri🗡️ (@memento-morri-writes)

𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚘 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢; thank you for the ask, Morri!

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Finally getting around to my asks, and got super excited about this one!! Myhren and Artwyn (Arthur) are definitely favorites of mine, and I'm so glad you'd like to know more about them; thank you very much for the ask, Morri ❤

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leave a reblog and comment if you want to see more of these two in the future!

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I ended up rambling a lot more than I expected, so answers beyond the cut!

What is their sense of humor like? Are they easy to make laugh, or are they set in stone?

Myhren tends to be quite serious; Artwyn used to make it his personal mission to make them laugh. As far as I know, the only thing to make them laugh so far has been when a dog leaped on them out of excitement. Clearly, they trust animals more than humans. Otherwise, they have spent most of their life in a state of conflict and it's difficult for them to truly relax and let their guard down, even when they're with their loved ones.

Artwyn, on the other hand, will often tease Myhren for their serious nature. He can be quite playful and immature, and he's even been known to crack deadpan jokes during meetings to make the knights laugh. His father is less than impressed.

How easily do they trust others? Is there a reason why they’re this way? Are they trustworthy themselves? Who do they trust most in the world?

Myhren's trust is conditional. When with their loved ones, they actually become less trusting towards any others. This is due to the trauma of constantly having to protect Artwyn from anyone and anything. When on their own, however, they don't necessarily trust others, but they don't distrust them either. Instead, they are confident in their own abilities to keep themself safe. Myhren is also not one to tell anything but the truth. They make it their mission to keep their word, sometimes even to the detriment of their own mental health. That said, there are still exceptions. Myhren would do anything to protect Artwyn.

Artwyn wants to believe the best of everyone he meets, though he doesn't necessarily trust them. Instead, he trusts Myhren to be there should he need them. As the prince, he knows his duty is to his people, and that means he should be aware of the possible danger to his life. In the same way as Myhren, Artwyn will do his damnedest to keep his word, but especially when it comes to the safety of his people. Although he knows his life is important for their security, he would just as soon throw it away to save them.

Both of them trust each other more than anyone else.

What is their greatest desire? (Bonus: How far would they be willing to go to get it?)

Myhren desires nothing more than safety; for themself, for the kingdom, and most of all, for Artwyn. To tell the truth, no one is certain how far they would go for this; not even them. I suspect we wouldn't want to find out.

Artwyn, on the other hand, often wishes he could have been someone else; living in the countryside, without the weight of the kingdom on his shoulders. His biggest dream is to live in a cottage with Myhren, with his only worry being whether Myhren is comfortable and happy. This desire is a constant battle in his mind, as he is also very loyal to his kingdom and subjects.

What are their love languages?

Loyalty, acts of service, and quality time are Myhren's most obvious love languages. They are quite happy to simply be in Artwyn's presence and will often step in to help him, whether with something big or small.

Artwyn, on the other hand, loves to spoil Myhren with gifts and dates, though it is always a challenge to figure out exactly what will make Myhren's heart flutter. Sometimes his gifts are things he has found, but often, they are crafts he has made himself.

Where do they feel most at home? Why is that place so special?

Myhren has never had the time to think about this, nor would they have any idea. Perhaps at one point, it would have been during the early mornings, with Artwyn in his bed, but their life is very different than it used to be, and I have a feeling they would prefer not to think about whether they have a home.

Artwyn feels most at home when he is in the grassy fields outside the kingdom walls; it is where he grew up, and when his mother was still alive. It is also part of the reason why he yearns to return with Myhren.

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~ Of Fables & Feathers,

🕊️ Locke J. Haven

[sleepyowlwrites]

Hi Sleepy, how are you?

Happy Blorbo Blursday!

I want to know if you have any fun facts for me, a newcomer to your blog and WIPs, about Wryn and/or Grimes!

These can be skills that aren’t plot relevant but still interesting, favorite/least favorite [blanks] that aren’t mentioned in the story but you still know they have, self-indulgent characteristics, etc.

fun facts about Wryn or Grimes, okay. my two possessed characters.

Wryn is 24 years old, in his final year of apprenticeship in blacksmithing, or he was until he agreed to be the sacrifice in a summoning ritual for some quick coin. the array was not made correctly so when it broke, the spirit - an ibsin - latched onto Wryn to save itself, which ended up saving Wryn's life as well. both Wryn and the spirit were harmed when the array dissolved, so they can't safely separate. instead, Wryn is constantly healing on the inside and in chronic pain, but they also have a higher tolerance for injury. since the spirit is also occupying Wryn's body, it takes over some of his thoughts, especially concerning other spirits.

they're much more likely to take an offensive strategy to solve a problem or choose to kill a spirit rather than just trap and banish it. ibsin are neutral spirits, not actively seeking to kill but not having an issue with it either. Wryn isn't fond of killing, but the ibsin masks that dislike. they're rather reticent, not volunteering their thoughts on anything unless asked. they like to go out at night and do any and all sneaking, even if Zan is probably better at it.

Wryn has dark blue skin and when they show emotion or are injured, they show the actual stage of healing their body is in: skin peels back, fingers break, burns show, etc. it's a tad gruesome and the gang try not to upset Wryn and cause this. except Erin. she doesn't really care.

Grimes is a twice possessed skeleton of unknown age. she used to be a summoner with a familial contract to an abir (a powerful spirit) and was one of those seeking immortality types. she ended up sacrificing herself to the abir once to become possessed in a manner not dissimilar to Wryn, then sacrificed both of them to trade her human body for one that couldn't age. she's now comprised of the "flesh" of the abir (a smoke-like substance that has strength and mobility) and the bones of her old body, held together by the "flesh". she looks like a haunted skeleton, because she is one. she likes to wear a large coat and a wig, for fun. Grimes is the name of the old man who helped her perform the ritual and ended up dying in it as a second sacrifice. it sounds like she's honoring him, but really she just wanted a name that wasn't her old one, something that suited her new form.

Wryn likes to work with their hands, so does all the weapons cleaning, armor mending, supply gathering for the team. they like to chew on jerky even though it hurts, because it helps to keep their jaw mobile while its healing.

Grimes is quite selfish, and only invests in other peoples' lives if she considers them interesting. she's currently invested in Shae's life because she likes teaching what she's best at - summoning. but if Shae became uninteresting, Grimes wouldn't feel bad about ditching her. she cares about summoning, about spirits, and about what can be learned and gained through use of them. this could bode well. it probably doesn't.

I hope this is what you wanted! thanks for asking.

@drippingmoon some Grimes content for you.

[yourlocalsewerdragon]

Ok this has turned into a full on ask.

Hi. My name is Aura and I like Project Sekai.

PjSekai is a Japanese rhythm game featuring none other than Hatsune Miku herself. The songs are certified bops and I consistently have at least two playing on loop somewhere in the browser tabs of my brain. There’s quite easy modes if you’re not good at rhythm games and/or want to play casually, or you can be stupid and play this game nonstop for three months and now are trying to full combo all of the expert and master difficulties because you already got all the hards. You can probably guess what I did.

The real draw of this game isn’t the music, however. It’s the fantastic, gay, I-will-live-in-your-head-rent-free cast of blorbos. There’s five main bands, each specializing in a vibe of music, plus six Virtual Singers (Miku and friends!!) that join each unit :)

Leo/Need is the one I started with. They’re a group of four childhood best friends who drifted apart during middle school. Now, they’re trying to reconnect and form a band. Epic. All the girls are wonderful and lovely and id kill for each and every one of them. They have Megurine Luka though and let me tell ya. I’m gay. Instant win for the sapphics.

VIVID Bad Squad is a group of street performers aiming to put on the best event ever. It’s also simultaneous wlw and mlm hostility. You could read An and Kohane / Toya and Akito as platonic, but why would you? If they revealed they were canonically dating this entire time I wouldn’t even bat an eye. Oh and they either have the best dads ever or the worst. Toya. I’m stealing you. Get out of that house your dad sucks and I can snap him in half.

Nightcord at 25:00 is a band that communicates exclusively through Discord at 1 am. Never heard of that happening before… oh! And they have a canonically non binary / transfem character. What imaginative content. Jokes aside though they delve into what it means to live and feel and keep going.

MORE! MORE! JUMP! is an idol group!! Minori wants to become an idol more than anything but cannot pass an audition to save her life. She ends up meeting not one, not two, but THREE former idols at school who had given up their dreams. They then form voltron (sorry)

I have saved the best for last. My favorite theater kids. Wonderlands x Showtime. Drags, I love these kids so much. At first they were my least favorite. Tsukasa was arrogant and Emu was annoying. Surely there isn’t anything fun about them? Boy oh boy was I wrong. Tsukasa tries so hard and puts it all on the line and he just really loves his sister (a member of Leo/need!!), Emu is so silly and fun and happy, Nene deserves the world and more, and Rui. I want to study him. He’s a genius roboticist and scientist who’s also really good at creating and directing plays. The talent. Does he sleep? Where did he get so much gender? Why is he a menace to society? He puts such dangerous stunts into his shows but he always puts ten times more effort into making sure they’re safe. Amazing. He just really loves his friends and he has a place he belongs and I AAAIFBSBDHSB. Sorry rui is my favorite. Did you know he accidentally created another world within their sekai because he loves his friends that much. Anyways yeah WxS wants to create shows that make people smile and I think that’s beautiful. They succeed btw. To make me smile at least.

I should probably explain the sekai part, huh? In this world, there are mysterious (and by mysterious I mean if you think about it too hard you will cry) dimensions called SEKAI created by the feelings of people. When the feelings that created the SEKAI are realized, they become a song! Each group has its own sekai with its own theme. Leo/need is a starry classroom, More more jump is a ton of stages, vivid bad squad is a street cafe, wxs is a carnival, and nightcord is the void. The sekai are inhabited by the virtual singers I was talking about!! All of them have Miku , but each Miku is slightly different. For example, n25 has a very quiet, depressed Miku while wxs has the most extroverted catgirl clown you will ever see. They also have at least one other virtual singer! i love them all they’re just silly little guys :)

So yeah download this game it’s the best and worst decision I’ve ever made.

HOLY SHIT. THIS SOUNDS. SO FUCKING COOL. WHAT. WHAT. WOOOAAAAAAH WAIT OMG THIS SOUNDS EXACTLY LIKE MY TYPE OF SHIT I LOVE THIS SM. IM SO OBSESSED. IM CRYIGN. OMG

. I NEED THIS. DO U HAVE TO PAY FOR IT. IF NOT GREAT BUT IF YES I'M 90% WILLING TO PAY

[griseldabanks]

Let Me Count the Ways ask game

I'm down to my last couple of requests, so I think it's time to send this out again. I've crossed out the prompts I've already written or am in the process of writing.

"I missed you."

"You're my idiot."

"You're not a burden."

"I trust you with my life."

"I love you. Yeah, for real."

"I'll never give up on you."

"I can't imagine how I lived without you. I mean, I can remember it, but I can't imagine how I considered that living."

"I've got you."

"Don't EVER scare me like that again!"

"I thought I lost you…"

"How could you do this to me?"

"I know this may be hard to believe, but I'm on your side."

"Of course we're best friends. No one else would put up with your shenanigans."

"Do you trust me?"

"What? I meant it as a compliment."

"I can't do this anymore."

"Are you just going to keep walking by my house or are you going to come in?"

"Dude. It's three in the morning."

"Where are your clothes?"

"I can't believe I'm telling you this."

"I should have told you this a long time ago."

"Why are you helping me?"

"I feel like we've met before…."

"No, I don't care what 'they' think."

"Can't believe this drive is going to take 10 hours…. You wanna play I Spy or License Plate Poker?"

"I'm still mad at you. A broken elevator won't change that. Get away from me. That's YOUR side."

"Leave you? You know how hard it was for me to TRAIN YOU to deal with me?"

"Why does my blanket smell like you?"

"It's not my fault."

"Trust me."

"I wish…"

"Forgive me."

"Thank you."

"I'll keep you safe."

"Why did you do it?"

"Where are we going?"

"Now what?"

"Stay with me for a while."

"Did you really do that?"

"I love you. You know that, right?"

"I have no idea what just happened."

"What are friends for?"

"Please don't be mad."

"You're not wrong."

"I never told you, but…"

"Stop! Can we think this through?"

"Whatever happens, don't forget."

"We should eat something."

"I haven't slept in days."

"I know that face."

Note: I'm only going to write for platonic relationships. There's plenty of great romances out there, but I want to focus on friendships and familial relationships. Even if you send in one of my OTPs, I'm going to write them platonically. Also, I'm perfectly happy to write about my usual blorbos, but I think it would be a fun challenge to try to write characters I wouldn't normally go for. Check out my main blog @novelmonger for my main fandoms, or go ahead and send in some characters to see if I know them. I'd love to fill all of these prompts, so feel free to send me LOTS :D

Non-exhaustive list of duos I'd like to write:

Ed and Al (FMA)

Ed and Mustang (FMA)

Steve and Bucky (MCU)

Steve and Sam (MCU)

Sam and Bucky (MCU)

Frodo and Sam (LotR)

Legolas and Gimli (LotR)

Sam and Dean (Supernatural)

John and Sherlock (BBC Sherlock)

Link and Navi (Zelda)

Fai and Kurogane (Tsubasa Chronicle)

Shion and Nezumi (No.6)

Hyakkimaru and Dororo (Dororo)

Nate and Sully (Uncharted)

Nate and Sam (Uncharted)

Joel and Ellie (The Last of Us)

Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan (Star Wars)

Beat and Rhyme (The World Ends with You)

Kara and Alice (Detroit: Become Human)

Hank and Connor (Detroit: Become Human)

L and Watari (Death Note)

Din and Grogu (The Mandalorian)

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happy blorbo blursday! if you characters could pick a book to go into, where would they go?

hello!! happy blorbo blursday!! :D

this is. a really great question. and I don't know if I can pull out specific books for all of them bc some of them simply would not choose my favorite genres to be in so Vibes will have to do

Aryaea can go first bc she's easy and I have an actual book series answer for her—idk how to explain it but I just know she'd love Mistborn by Brandon Sanderson to the point that that's what she'd choose without a doubt. Era 2 specifically bc even though she'd probably like the vibes of Era 1 better she doesn't exactly want to live in a world like that, full mistborn are very cool but rationally there's no real way to live a happy life on Scadrial during that time. If she could choose just outside of the book timeline though I think she'd like to live in the time just after the events of Era 1 best, so she can have the best of both worlds.

Immerlias is harder if only because I'm not going to let his answer be wherever Aryaea wants to go. he'd probably pick an urban fantasy novel, but I'm not sure exactly what because I've only really read Rick Riordan and, unfortunately, JKR in that genre. He would not choose to live in either of those tho, the former because I think he'd prefer a nice hard magic system to study instead of magic coming from divine inheritance, and the latter for obvious reasons. I think he'd start a youtube channel btw. he'd have a pretty light blue electric guitar like the one from that pawn shop that was $200 and haunts me constantly with how much I want it

Regaya I think would insert herself as the badass lead in a high stakes sci-fi novel, maybe even one with some horror elements, but ultimately, she gets to survive. I think the story would be about her not giving up on the research she's to be doing while out on this mission, and even when the aliens attack or whatever she makes sure the groundbreaking scientific discoveries make it back home, maybe even at the cost of a couple lives. At the end of the day she still manages to save most of the crew and they make it back fine. the research probably saves the world or something and she is lauded as a hero for bringing it back safely

Immor on the other hand, as mentioned before, is just Tired. give him the literary equivalent of a Ghibli movie and let him lead a fulfilling domestic life, please. one where he can still work physically and with his hands but he doesn't have to worry about protecting the people he loves any more because they are Safe no matter what. the kind of book you read less for the plot and more just to read something calming and low stakes that romanticizes a simple life, that makes you actually want to get up in the morning and start cleaning the house because it was just written so lovingly in this book. that's where he wants to be.

and that's the main four but this is fun so I'll do a few extra quick ones:

Eshowi: a Jane Austen novel

Lan: murder mystery, as the detective

Ailsa: also sci-fi, but something closer to star wars than a science lesson disguised as cool space horror

Smash: gay romance novel where he gets a boyfriend

I loved answering this ask!! ty friend!!