#PHEW this took forever XD

[alteregozowie]

I. L. O. V. E. U. ♡

NSFW meme

That made his day!

But now he has to answer the questions....

"Alright, darling, because that was rather adorable, I'm going to try to answer....as truthfully as I can...."

I.) Intimacy:

"........I don't know....I might get caught up in the moment. I really do try to not...make it awkward."

L.) Location:

"The bedroom, of course. Sheesh. Definitely hasn't happened in the radio tower."

O.) Oral:

"Why would you ask me this one.......I'm not going to.....put my mouth down there...." He's never even attempted it. "But I guess......receiving is okay......"

V.) Volume:

"I....I don't know how loud I am...I know I tend to....well, there's a lot of transmission feedback I assume, but in the moment I'm...not going to know..."

E.) Experience:

"You all know damn well and good I don't know what I'm doing out here."

U.) Unfair:

"I like to tease, and it probably does get on nerves."

[anxi-aashi]

SJCKEBCEJGNF I LOVE YOUR WRITING BABES! Honestly your pirate series and giving childe a bj was hot omg- Can I request like Husband! Childe x Wife! Reader? Like childe wants a another kid or smth even thought they have so many XD and just you know breeding reader or smth- Ajfjehfjrjff anyways you're amazing!!!!! love you :>>>> <33333

a/n: TYSM this took me absolutely way too long to finish BUT im officially on spring break now so hopefully I'll be able to write some more again!

cw: breeding (with intent), praise, fem!reader, fingering, kids (derogatory), not proofread, lmk if I forgot anything!

At last, your crotch goblins were asleep.

It felt like years had passed just trying to get them to settle down after dinner, much less convince them to get into bed; your youngest spent about fifteen minutes arguing with his dad in the bathroom before finally brushing his teeth.

And yet, as you and your husband wandered past the doorways of all five of your kids, watching them sleep without a care in the world, you felt a sort of contentness fill your chest knowing you’d probably have to do it all over again the next night.

While watching your third shift in her sleep, drooling, Childe joined you, resting his head atop yours and rubbing a palm on your arm soothingly. “Phew! That took forever,” he remarked in a whisper.

You snickered along with him and turned to meet his eyes. “You’re pooped, too? Thought you were all about the thrill of danger.”

He snorted softly. “Right, nothing more dangerous than five gremlins who napped a little too long after lunch.” His gaze slipped to your third behind you, now passed out flat on her stomach, and pressed a kiss to the side of your head. “Let’s follow their lead tonight, hm?”

With that, he led you to the room you both shared. The two of you went about your nightly routines in comfortable silence, you brushing your teeth while Childe picked out something for the two of you to watch together before bed. Or at least, you thought he was.

Childe was not doing that. Instead, he watched you, his wife. Wife. It still hit him every now and then that you were his, no matter how long you two had been married. What did you see in him that made you say yes when he proposed? When he first asked you out? He’d probably never know.

He knew what he saw in you, though. And somewhere in that long list of qualities (that he had written on his phone), was your pussy.

The same pussy that birthed his five kids. The same one that got so wet every time he whispered something filthy in your ear. That hugged his dick so perfectly.

Fuck, he was hard. And you were none the wiser, simply rinsing the toothpaste from your mouth like normal. 

Childe’s eyes trailed down to your ass as you bent over the sink. Down your legs, up to your stomach covered with the fabric from your fitted tank top. He pictured it— remembered it— stretched out and swollen, round with his kid growing inside. You had looked so good pregnant. Every time. 

And suddenly, he really wanted to see you pregnant again. 

Hands snaked around your waist as you washed your face, drawing your attention to the mirror in front of you. “Hm, what’s up?” you asked his reflection.

Childe remained silent, opting to take his time feeling you up instead. His hands idly roamed around your stomach, grazing the sides of your breasts, leaving tingles of goosebumps in their wake, until finally landing on your hips and pulling you flush against him.

A squeak of surprise escaped you, a question close behind, but the motives behind his behavior became clear when you noticed his hard-on nestled snugly between your ass cheeks. “Ajax! You can’t wait five minutes for me to finish here?”

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” he mused, ignoring your protest.

You bent over to rinse the soap from your face. “‘A while?’ Did you already forget how you practically jumped me the other day after the kids went to school?”

“I mean since we had one.”

You paused at his clarification, standing up straight to meet his eyes through the mirror. 

He had that look in his eye— one you had seen many times before. Five times, to be exact. Childe smoothed his hands over your hips, the pressure combined with the dull throbbing of his cock against your ass making you dizzy. “You always look so beautiful carrying my baby. Let me give you another one?” 

You forced yourself to think around the growing arousal simmering in your blood. “You want another baby or you just want to get me knocked up again? Pretty important difference, there.”

His grin was devious as one of his hands migrated to slide into your panties. “I think six is a much better number than five, don’t you think?” A finger grazed your slick folds. Childe’s grin only grew wider. “Kinda feels like you agree with me.”

You tilted your head to lean against his shoulder, relishing in the sensations of his fingers teasing your sex. “Please,” you breathed.

That was all he needed to hear. Ever the gentleman, your husband transported you swiftly to the bed, wasting no time pulling your sleep shorts and underwear down your legs while you rid yourself of your top. Your hands tangled themselves in his hair to pull his face to yours, lips meeting in a messy kiss. 

Childe ground his hips into yours, sending waves of heat pulsing through your limbs and encouraging more slick to seep from your cunt. He moaned into your mouth, the kiss becoming sloppy as impatience and need had you panting rather than meeting his lips. You were hot, so hot, desperate for any sort of attention that would soothe the steady ache building in your core, that when he finally dipped a finger into your drooling cunt, a loud moan ripped from your throat.

A hand slapped over your mouth, muffling any further sounds you made. Childe panted down at you, panic and lust etched into his face. “Shh, baby,” he whispered, “Don’t want to wake the little ones up, do we?”

You shook your head, pleading to him with your eyes to keep fingering you.

“Good girl.” His finger slowly pulled out of you, only to sink back in up to the knuckle; again, again— another finger joined— again, again, until the steady pace he set had your pussy singing his praises in lewd squelches. 

Grateful as you were for the stimulation, it wasn’t enough. You brought up a hand on top of his that covered your mouth, lifting it up just enough to gasp, “Please, please, want you inside me, wan’ you to fill me up.”

The dark chuckle Childe let out was almost patronizing. “Aw, my fingers aren’t enough for you? So impatient tonight,” he cooed, curling his fingers up to tease your g-spot before pulling them out. 

“Don't worry, I’ll fill you up soon.”

And soon came faster than you expected. This time, you’re thankful that Childe’s hand was still so close to your mouth, otherwise the whine that you let out would’ve had you answering some very concerned questions from your kids. His cock sunk into you with ease and without warning, and you were suddenly reminded of how whole you felt when he gave you the piece you were missing. A shudder rippled through your body as he rolled his hips into yours, rutting with a need that you could tell was out of his control. 

But just as it was starting to feel good, he paused, moving his hands to grip the back of your thighs to fold you into a mating press before you could complain at the loss of movement.

With your cunt bared open to him in the new position, the tip of his cock kissed your cervix with ease, grazing by the gummy spot hidden within your walls with every pass. Childe hissed in a breath when he felt you squeeze around him, hips stuttering into a steady pace that gave you no room to breathe. 

The room was getting hot. Or maybe that was you? Childe always did have the nasty habit of fucking you out of your head, and now that he had a purpose in mind, you had a feeling you were going to be walking a little funny the next day.

Every slam of his cock sent your knees knocking into the mattress beside your head. Every slap of his balls against your ass as he filled you to the hilt with every thrust had your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Every filthy thing your husband uttered without shame triggered another wave of slick to coat his cock, making it all the more easy for him to fuck you however he wanted. 

“Can’t wait to get you pregnant again,” he panted. “I hope it's a girl— your tits always look so— hah— so much bigger with a girl.” The bed was creaking. “We’re gonna get it right on the first try, ‘kay? Not wasting time with a negative test. ‘M just gonna have to fill you enough tonight so that it takes. And you—” A hand of his left your thigh to swipe vigorously over your swollen clit. Your back arched, mouth dropping open with a whine. “--- You, are gonna cum as many times as you want. Got it, sweetheart?”

“A-jax,” you whimpered. “I— gonna—”

“Ohh, already?” he crooned. “Go ahead, cum on my cock. Want you to feel good while I knock you up.”

Your first orgasm of the night ripped through you, the coil in your stomach snapping. This time it was you who covered your mouth the block the gutteral moan that threatened to make itself heard. The walls of your pussy clamped down on Childe, a small squeak accompanying the juices that spurted around his dick as he worked you through your high. 

“Fuuuck, yes, just like that. So good, mmmh.” A bright flush glowed from under his pale skin, covering his face and sweat-soaked chest. His thumb stopped its assault on your clit to catch a dribble of your cum that slid down your ass. 

You were almost a little disappointed when he didn’t offer it to you for a taste, but the sight of him licking it clean was more than enough to make it up. And enough of a distraction from the steadily building overstimulation of Childe’s cock still, albeit slowly, rocking into you. 

A tear slid down your cheek, prompting Childe to lean over you to lick it up as well. He propped himself up by your head, his tongue dragged lightly across your cheekbone, then followed up with a multitude of kisses around your face. He finally reached your lips, rewarding you with a languid kiss, rimmed with the tang you recognized from your cum. 

Against your lips, Childe continued to mumble praises in between sloppy kisses, each sentence egging him on to chase his release. “You taste so good.” His warm breath graced your mouth as he spoke. He was too close, too warm, you were too warm, the heat radiating off the both of you so palpable you swear you could touch it. And it was his fault. “I wish you could see yourself right now. So fucking beautiful. Mother of my kids.” A hand of his drifted down to palm your tummy, pressing down until you could both feel his dick rearranging your guts beneath your skin. “Feel me here? That’s where I’m gonna cum. Gonna fill you up so much it’ll be dripping out of you and I’ll just have to fuck it back in.”

You yelped as he buried his head into the crook of your neck to better focus on drilling his cock into your g-spot. “Ajax!”

“Fuck, yes, say my name. Say my name. Who’s pussy is this?”

“Yours, Ajax, it’s yours! ‘S your pussy— please cum, please, please,” you sobbed. 

“‘M almost there, almost— ” he cut himself off with a groan. His thrusts turned sloppy, steady pounding shifting to erratic jackhammering before his hips stuttered, and he pushed himself to the hilt again before spilling his load into you. 

You sighed in bliss, basking in the warmth settled in your belly. As Childe caught his breath, he picked his head up to look at you quizzically. 

“You didn’t cum again.”

You shook your head with a raspy laugh. “It's ok.”

Inside your cunt, you felt his cock twitch. He arched an eyebrow at you. “You’re right, it is. You’ll cum again soon anyways.” Childe slid out of you, making you whine at the loss before wrapping an arm around your waist and carrying you with him as he sat up, plopping you in his lap. 

“Because I’m nowhere near done with you.”

[walkingstackofbooks]

DS9 2x21 The Maquis Part 2 thoughts (I'm re-watching, so there may be future spoilers)

"You don't want peace, Cal. You want revenge." Yeah, that seems true enough.

It's interesting to see the Federation hatred of Cardassians so closely; we've seen a lot of Bajorans hating Cardassians, and occasionally Miles too, but while the Stafleet officers on DS9 sure don't trust Cardassians, it's easy to forget they were at war not so long ago too.

"What about Commander Hudson?" "... I'll have to talk to him." Sisko is the most loyal friend.

"Establish a dialogue with the Maquis. They're still Federation citizens. I'm sure they'll listen to reason." Oh you're sure, are you?

The It's easy to be a saint in paradise is SO good, I see it a lot on Tumblr, but it's so much better in context

Kira's stunned expression during Sisko's speech is wonderful :3

Hehe, I'd forgot they'd be interrogating Quark about Sakonna, excellent.

"Do you expect us to believe that a Vulcan would be interested in you for your lobes?" "Vulcans are a species that appreciate good ears." HAH. Also, are you jealous, Odo? :P

"How long do I keep him in here?" "Forever." Gotta love Sisko's deadpan XD 

"I don't see what difference it makes whether we do it [execute Dukat] or they do it." I don't care either, but will someone do it, please? As a favour to me?

"The Central Command wants him dead. That's reason enough for us to want him alive."

Evil mind meld!

Dukat is insufferable, but I do enjoy watching him be a villain

A wild Sisko appears!

Dukat is so completely puzzled by the attempt at dialogue and reconciliation XD

"Tell him I still have his uniform." I love this recurring motif in this episode.

Ugh, I don't like Dukat looking comfortable.

Huh, information setting up for Cardassian trials later on the show

"Cardassians don't make mistakes." "I'll have to remember that"

I am SO looking forward to Dukat being crushed by the news that no, Central Command were not trying to rescue you, they just blamed the whole thing on you and left you for dead.

HAHA YES, that took the wind out of your sails DIDN'T IT.

"I'm sure you would have done the same for me." Love how that has left Dukat speechles.

"Ah, but the Xepolites have never been caught."

"I'm not just any Cardassian." Again, I really love seeing Dukat in action, he's so skin-crawlingly good at what he does, even if it's awful. You can see Kira having bad memories of threatening Cardassians in the background.

Yiss Sakonna and Quark again

"My emotional state is irrlevant." "Well, my emotional state is very relevant."

"Do you propose to lecture me on logic?" "I don't want to, but you leave me no choice." XD

"Then I'll make it so simple that even a Vulcan can understand." HAH. I do love Quark's turns of phrases

"They have weapons. You have weapons. Everyone has weapons!"

I hate that Quark is so good at this, but he sure did just go and outlogic a Vulcan.

"So we'll have three ships and they'll have two. The odds are in our favour, anyway." This made me chuckle a bit just because it's the simplest maths and post-GE-reveal he'll be calculating absolutely ridiculous odds, not just 3 v 2 XD

"That's not going to give us much of an advantage, Julian" And added to that, he was wrong! 😅

Dukat's approving look at Sisko...

Oh no, Dukat is gonna fire isn't he.... Aghhhh don't do this to Ben!

Oh phew, he didn't. Glad I was wrong

I love how Sisko and Dukat play off each other. "I will not kill a good man for trying to defend his home." "You disappoint me." "Don't expect me to lose any sleep over it."

Hmmm, it's interesting to wonder if they hadn't succeeded and a war had begun at this point in time, would the Dominion have ever got involved?

[yurayuramiharin]

I haven't updated on my Kim'dael doll custom in a while BUT ACTUALLY A LOT HAS CHANGED

First of all, she finally got some hair!!!

I spent approximately 10 days dying and gluing pieces of a cheap synthetic wigs on her but it worked!!! The hair is still quite messy after styling but u know what, I think it suits Kim, she's a bit of a scrunkly girl anyway...(I know the seams are still visible in some places but I'm too anxious to try fixing them lol)

Then, we got the gloves!!! Took me forever to find the right kind of crystals for those but finally here they are. And if you're looking close enough: yes, I chopped off her pinkie for the accuracy and no, I'm not giving her the red long claws as they would be too much of a pain for my poor gay soul.

And finally, the boots! I ordered some monster high boots and customised them too (idk what doll they come from originally, if you know pls tell me) but just look at the before and after... (and yeah I know she isn't wearing heels normally but flat shoes aren't the option for monster high dolls as far as I can tell XD)

So all that's left is her outfit and the jewellery. Phew... I'm lucky if I finish her by the end of 2023 but I'm loving this so far!!! The whole process helps me learn constantly and experiment with new stuff, my scientific brain is happy as ever lmao

This month I decided to try out a new type of art - doll repainting. This is my first time doing this so any tips, tricks and observations are appreciated 😅

I chose to start with Monster High dolls because of their larger heads which make it easier to paint on them (theoretically). My first victim is Draculaura g1 (Sweet 1600)

And I decided to revamp her into no one else than Kim'dael from TDP ❤

So far this is how she looks after the initial painting with watercolor pencils and some blush. I decided to make her markings more scar-like, that's how I always interpreted them.

The horns were made from paper-mache stabilised with wire, then painted with acrylic paints.

Next, I'm going to give her new hair (I'm really anxious about that part already) and sew her outfit from S5 along with the jewellery.

[monster-bcrn]

name: Cyrus Gold  alias: Solomon Grundy, Marshland Monster, The Grey Knight, Carrion King, Lord of Decay gender: Cis-male sexual orientation: Bisexual/possible pansexual (depends on his level of coherency) romantic orientation: Bi-romantic

preferred pet names: Solly, Grundy, Sol relationship status: Widower (in one verse, he’s currently dating Bizarro)

opinion on true love: He knows it exists, but that’s it’s probably the deadliest weapon. He loved his wife Pearl as much as Victor Fries loved his wife Nora, and slowly realizing that his family died never knowing what happened to him shattered his heart. He felt love for Jade, possibly the first time he had ever felt love for anyone since his reanimation, and that love was destroyed by the Harlequin. He now sees true love as a sick joke.  opinion on love at first sight: He thinks people are cute at first sight, but is naturally wary and stays away from people. You have to get close to him and talk to him for any chance of a relationship forming, otherwise he’ll ignore you.  how ‘romantic’ are they?: Not very romantic. He’s pretty much the kind of guy that would ‘do the wild thing’ just to burn off steam. Very rarely does he do anything remotely romantic, and it usually involves him licking his partner’s face with his tongue like a puppy. 

Unfortunately his spit is absolutely toxic, so you’d probably be paralyzed afterwards. 

ideal physical traits: Someone close to his size and stature. While he finds humans cute at times, he’s largely lost any attraction to them that would be interpreted as romantic (the SOLE exception to this is his deceased wife.)

Basically his version of ‘ideal’ is anyone structured similarly to him, and he’s actively flirted with alternate universe variations of himself including Regime Grundy. 

ideal personality traits:  Just don’t be a dick. That’s basically it. 

unattractive physical traits: Anyone smaller than him. He finds it laughable that there are ‘tiny people’ who really think they are any match for him.  unattractive personality traits:  People being traitorous asses and bastards to him. If someone treats him bad, he reacts extremely negatively. Just be nice to him and he’s less likely to flip out.

do they have a type?: Pretty much pretty girls and guys that are buff AF. So....yeah, he’s attracted to himself. The only guy he isn’t attracted to is Doomsday, because Doomsday is a punk bitch.  opinion of public affection: 

This image pretty much sums it up. He really doesn’t like being touched without permission and gets weirded out by PDA. Mainly because he associates others touching him with pain and misery and death. So he has pretty violent reactions to anyone who touches him that he doesn’t trust. 

Like he trusts John Constantine, but tenses up around Batman. He’s let Superman touch him before once he realized Supes and Bats just wanted to bring him home. 

favourite canon ship: 

Just one? (Only one is overtly romantic. The others are ones he has very strong emotional attachments to at some point, even if the friendship was destroyed by outside forces against his control.)

Cyrus Gold and his wife Pearl and one of their children. 

Grundy and Bizarro (I totally ship them lol)

Grundy and Hawkgirl 

Grundy and Jade (LOL you big goof)

Mikkal Tomas (Starman) and Grundy (”Solly” at the time)

favourite non-canon ship: I actually prefer Grundy’s friendships over overt romance. He desperately needs a friend who can understand him. I love him being friends with @thecursedhellblazer​  John Constantine, because while John is crass and ornery, he’s blunt and tells it as it is and can be brutally honest. Grundy is sick of liars so seeing someone honest is refreshing. Plus Constantine totally got Grundy into being his drinking buddy. XD

Plus Grundy’s friendship with @adventurepunks​‘s Zatanna, and @amazonexile​/ @theamazondiana​/ @ofamazonia​‘s Diana. Because these two can very easily kick his ass and yet cuddle him and he just loves cuddles. 

And chin scratchies. 

Plus I love his friendship with both @brokentoys​ Riddler and @laughter-in-white​ Joker. He’s trying so hard to keep his two friends from tearing each other apart lol. 

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tagged by: @laughter-in-white (Thanks! >:D) tagging: @gothamprens, @gotham-crusader, @dc-deathmetal, @thanagrian, @fiery-ambitions, @queenxfchaos, @dravcn, @susperfectus, @akasupergirl, @untouchable-lightning, @partcfyouruniverse, @twiceborn, @chaoticblondes, @gemkinetic, @aquatictechie, @yellowskinnedwackyman, @destructo-rp, @maple-syrup-heavy, @malabituin, @ciinderellasyndrome, @jenniferwallters, @bothsidesofaquestion, @gliderslain, @blowhardbase (any muse!), @ecoterrcrist, @musicaltragedies, @the-bctman, @powderedpaws, @thedemonicpunks, @corvidamned, @justiceebound, @folcire, @dearaliceliddel, @sassgardkeep, @cryomight, @jp-todd-rp, @lazarus-born, @gunborn, @jester-of-genocide, @lovesgctham, @themissingprincess, @thecatgoddessbast, @starcityvigilante, @themartlans, @blackwingsbluedings, @ofarkhxm, @adrenalinesaint, @sweet-tea-solly, @mystical-moonstone, @slauhter, @marvelousdamsels, @theirfirstexperiment, @raininginkyxto, @notatomo, @liminalstctic, @jadehearted, @jademight, @dolceclavier, @gobsnacc, @occultsleuth, @raichoose, @gctjinxd, @babydxhl, @bigbadkillercroc, @killcrcroc, @wiisectrpillar, @sleightlyoffhand, @the-arkham-librarian. @bcckwcrm, @brokentoys, @fartemis-crock, @powerhours, @wonderlandcarpenter, @redsleuthed, @themusespace​, @12thlevel​, @lastofmars​, @pluckyingenue​, @seekthedarknesswithin​, @youstolemycoat​, @ufotm​, @blizzardmuses​, @adventurepunks​, @starfirechan​, @squidmanalamort​, @shadcwforged​, @batvvmn​, @bclaur​, @stcrshnes​, @titanicscionofthestars​, @jcinthedance​, @thehouseofivo​, @smartvulpix​ (and anybody else who wants to do this! Multimuses can do whatever character they want. :3)

[xxvainqueur]

♋ (Eames and Anais)

Send me ♋ and I’ll compare our muses. 

ｂａｓｉｃｓ:

WHO OF US IS:

Older? yours/mine (Yeah, about that. Unless we want Anaïs to have an internal existential crisis over what Eames thinks of how much younger she is in comparison, we should probably not remind her of this ever again. Didn’t go so well the last time.)Taller? yours/mine (Shorty.)Richer? yours/mine (Okay, this one I’m guessing on. Between her parents leaving her money all the time, the paintings she sells on the side, and the simple fact that she doesn’t need a job to support herself, I’m guessing she does. Could be wrong though.)Neater? yours/mine (Unless she’s in the middle of a painting binge and cannot be bothered to worry about it, she’s a neat freak to the extreme. I’d say 95% of the time it’s her, then occasionally, she’s a mess with no sleep--leaving him to be the neater/more organized one between them.)Nicer? yours/mine (Ahem. ”That is something a child does, Anaïs . And I have no desire to have a relationship with a child!” I have to go with Anaïs being the nicer one between them. Sorry, Eames. Logic: she’s not the one between them who disses a guy’s hair out of spite. We’re still salty over that. Izzy has yet to fully recover from that blow to his ego--and the insult to his curls. Those GLORIOUS curls that DON’T MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE A SHEEP, DAMN IT. 

Also one time he met Callie, and it turned out to be the fastest Callie has ever taken to despise someone in her entire life. It takes some mad skills on his part for Callie’s rare effort to be nice blow up in her face in such a way. Imma go ahead and consider that Exhibit B for evidence regarding why Anaïs is the nicer one.)

Smarter? yours/mine (Depends on what the knowledge happens to be regarding, so I’m calling it a tie. If it’s anything to do with fellow artists and art in general, literature, French, or anything else creativity-wise, Anaïs has it. When it comes to things like street smarts, generalized knowledge of the world around them, and/or anything related to his job, Eames wins. Basically, if it’s something in her little bubble of life or something she’s read about, she knows it. If not, she’s fairly oblivious. Also, I’m pretty sure he knows way more about people in general than she does. He kind of has to know how to read people since it comes with the territory. Meanwhile, interacting with others comes easy to her. However, understanding them does not.)

Funnier? yours/mine (They each have their respective moments. She danced like a goofball while singing because why not? He brought up painting with menstrual blood out of nowhere, which I’m pretty sure only succeeded in grossing himself out. Right after they started talking, she accused him of jerking off to her photo because she found the way he denied it hilarious. Then she proceeded to bring it up again at random times whenever it was to her convenience in an effort to see how embarrassed she could make him. 

There was a perfect insight on whether she would beat up a bird in a fight, leading to his wonderful thought process regarding hummingbirds but also what she may feasibly think of a penguin’s tuxedo. Flower crowns were a subject of debate because she found out he’d already been crowned by someone else in the past, leading to an implied threat just in case he ever dares to think of anyone else’s crowns again. He is forever sarcastic to her, making her want to hide 9 times out of 10--which she isn’t a huge fan of, but I love it enough for her, so eh. Conclusion: It’s a tie. Again.)

ａｄｖａｎｃｅｄ:

Who is a better friend? yours/mine (This is Anaïs we’re talking about. Has she ever been a bad friend? I don’t think it’s even possible for her to give up on a friend, let alone intentionally insult them or anything of the like.)Who lies the most? yours/mine (Seeing as she hates lying and refuses to do so, he automatically wins this round.)Who swears the most? yours/mine (I don’t think either of them do it too often around the other unless it’s something along the lines of dirty talk, but she’s not one to ever get angry. Hurt, yes. Anger, no. On the other hand, he’s definitely gotten riled up and cursed before. Not sure if he’s done it to her? But I do know he’s purposefully pressed Remy’s buttons by saying things like this, so we’ll go with Eamesie.)Who reads more? yours/mine (When she’s not painting, she’s reading. The unspoken goal is to finish book per week, and she pretty much always accomplishes it.)

Who is more creative? yours/mine (Comes built-in with the ~artiste~ thing she’s got going on.)

Who is more troubled? yours/mine (She’s come to terms with pretty much everything in her life and would be willing to tell him everything about her past if he asked. The things she’s admitted regarding Remy are nowhere near the extent of it, but that’s only because she doesn’t want to make him sad. When it comes to Eames, he doesn’t seem to tell her much about his past. I guess... I don’t mean he’s been through more in life, although he certainly might have. It’s more that she seems to have a better grasp on working her way through said troubles. Or at least admitting them to others she cares about. 

She wants him to know why he’s upset her when he does, so she wants him to understand. Usually, she lays it all on the table in an effort to make that happen, regardless of the bad memories. Basically, she’s an open book if he wants to know things, whereas he rarely brings up anything from his past. While she wants him to get where she’s coming from for why she’s hurt, when it’s him who is upset, he seems to skip the goal of understanding and go for hurting her back instead. Maybe it wouldn’t be like that anymore if they fought again though? Hmm.)

Who has better morals? yours/mine (Self-explanatory. Sorry for the millionth time, Eames.)

[weebtarurights]

Taichi Nanao SR ( Dog God’s Envoy) - Part 2

Part 1 || Part 2  

Story Title: "Komainu-sama Panic"

Taichi: ( E-everyone~! Help me~! ) Wan wan wan! Tsuzuru: Uwah !? A dog?...!? Sakyo: Oi, what's going on with this dog?   Taichi: ( Sakyo-nii! It's me!) Wan! Wan wan! Sakyo: It won't sit still. It won't stop yapping around, just like Nanao. Taichi: (Because it's me! Taichi ~! ) Izumi: I wonder why it's noisy? Banri: Looks like this dog got lost. Hey, come here. Taichi: (Director-sensei might understand what I’m trying to say....!) Wan wan ! Izumi: Are you scared? There, there, it’s going to be alright.   Taichi: (D-director-sensei is carrying me... It's  sssoooo embarrassing! ) Omi: There you are. Banri: Is it your dog, Omi? Omi: No, I saw it sleeping on Taichi's bed earlier. I think he picked it up somewhere. But Taichi is not in the room. Has anyone seen him? Izumi:  Come to think of it, I haven't seen him around. Sakyo: He'll probably show up soon. Taichi: ..... That's why I'm telling you! It's me! Taichiー！ ーー！

Taichi: A d-dream.....? Phew~ thank goodness... But why a dog out of all things?... Dog.... No way---.

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Taichi: Ten-chan, I'm sorry for dragging you all the way here. 

Tenma: It's okay. It's my day off today. Let's find it quickly and go home. Izumi: ーーI knew it's you, Taichi-kun, Tenma-kun. Taichi: Director-sense! What are you doing here? Izumi: I'm on my way home after helping another theater company then I saw both of you heading here. Tenma: Taichi told me he lost something here so we're gonna look for it. Izumi: Is that so? Did you lose it when we came here last time? Taichi: Uh-...Yeah, kind of. ( There's no way they'll believe me even if I tell them what happened yesterday... ) Izumi: Let me help you. Taichi: Is it okay? Izumi: Of course! By the way, what item is it? Taichi: Eh!? Uhh...Err.. It's a stone statue? Tenma: Ha!? Taichi: I-it's a dog-shaped one! Tenma: The hell is that... Izumi:  Let's try to look for it for now.

Taichi: Huhu, I can't find it. It's getting dark already. Let's call it a--- Izumi: Ah, over there! Taichi-kun! Taichi: Director-sensei...Eh? That dog...! Dog: Wan! Izumi: Ahaha. We found a real dog instead.

CHOICE 1: "It's cute" Izumi: It's cute. There, there.... Taichi: Ah, please stop! Izumi: Eh? Taichi: Nope. It's nothing...!

CHOICE 2: "This dog is similar to Taichi-kun" Izumi: This dog is somewhat similar to Taichi-kun. Taichi: I swear that dog is not me! Uh--Y-you can understand me, right? Ah, I-I mean... Yeah,  y-you're right. Ahaha~. Izumi: ? Taichi: ( I'm sure it's the white puppy I saw in my dream. It must've been his doing! )

Izumi: I wonder if it's lost? The puppy's fur is clean. The owner might be living around the neighborhood near this area. Taichi: This puppy belongs to the shrine! I think we should just leave it in front of the main hall. Izumi: In a place like this? Taichi: T-that's right! I've seen it written on the internet! Izumi: I see. He's going to be safe even if we leave it here then. ???: You have my gratitude, human child. Taichi: ....Ah. Izumi: Taichi-kun. What's the matter? Taichi: It's nothing! It's getting late. Let's go home! Izumi: But we haven't found your stuff yet... Taichi: Ah that. Err.. I already found it! Thanks, both of you! ---Huh? Where's Ten-chan? Izumi: Speaking of, I haven't seen him around... Taichi: Now we'll end up looking for Ten-chan instead.

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Taichi: It took us forever to look for Ten-chan. Banri: Not surprised. His sense of direction sucks. Tenma: Shut up! It's not like I'm lost. I just thought I'd look for it further in the back! Izumi: I'm home. Taichi: Welcome home, director-sensei. Izumi: Ah, Taichi-kun. I'm worried about the puppy so I went to the shrine today to check but... Take a look at this picture. Taichi: ...Ah! There are two komainu statues now! Izumi: It seems like they're done repairing it. Are you interested? We can check it together if you want. Taichi: Eh, I’ll pass....!

(T/N: This story is so cute >////<... Also Tenma xD xD ) 

[captainthane]

The Fall And The Resurrection

Disclaimer: this is the direct sequel of the story “The Queen’S Secret”

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His mind was boiling up. He couldn’t think properly. He never faced such situation before. All he wanted was a simple life. The decision was his only. So many thoughts were going through his brain. His girlfriend stayed by him and held his hand in a such warm and kind way. 

- Let’s go for a walk to clear your mind, shall we? (Lilith)

Jeff nodded quietly and dressed himself up. He followed his beautiful lover. They first took the motorbike and they drove until they reached a nice forest. From there, they walked for several minutes. It was helping for Jeff. He was calming himself.

- Thank you, I needed it. (Jeff)

- No problem~ And do not be worried. I don’t expect you to give your answer today. You still have time to give me your choice. (Lilith)

Jeff smiled and held her hand while they kept walking. 

- Should I still call you Lily? Or Lilith now? (Jeff)

- It’s up to you~ Lily is a cute nickname~ Choose whatever makes you comfortable~ (Lilith)

They both giggled and stopped walking to look at the nature. It was peaceful. Suddenly, Jeff was being grabbed by the neck and was projected to some tree. The impact injured him and made him groan from it. Before she could react, Lilith was being tackled and pushed away from her lover. She regained her composure and freed herself from the tackle. Only to notice it was an angel that was attacking her. 

- What the?! Hey, how dare you attack me and my sweetheart?! (Lilith)

The angel laughed insanely and tried to attack her again. She easily blocked the attack and threw the angel in another direction. She flew towards Jeff and what I seemed to be a demon. However, the angel launched several lightning spears at her. She was forced to use a fire shield to block them. 

- Leonard would have been so disappointed to see you hanging out with an insect~ (Fallen Angel)

- What did you say?! (Lilith)

Meanwhile, the demon grabbed Jeff again by the neck and lifted him with no difficulty. He was laughing and decided to lick Jeff’s neck slowly with his bitter tongue. Jeff was scared and was freezing.

- I forgot how tasty you humans can taste~ I think I will just drink your blood~ (Fallen Demon)

Jeff swallowed but he decided to punch him in the face. That didn’t do anything and the demon smiled in a scary way.

- That’s cute~ You are not as defendless as I thought~ My other victims were not that brave~ Now, don’t move~ This is gonna hurt very bad~ (Fallen Demon)

In just a fraction of second, Lilith could see what would happen to Jeff. She raged and transformed into her demon form. She quickly caught the angel by the head and flew at full speed to also grab the demon by the head with the other hand. Jeff was free while Lilith flew right up in the sky with them.

- I AM GOING TO REMIND YOU TWO WHY I AM THE QUEEN OF THE DEMONS! (Lilith)

She was crushing their faces while flying higher in the sky.  The angel struck her with a lightning spear. It forced her to release them. However, before they could fight back, hundred of fireballs were surrounding them as she launched those towards them. Together, the demon and the angel created a giant fire and electric shield that could barely absorb the fireballs.  Using the smokescreen, the demon flied back in the direction of Jeff. Lilith followed him but the angel was attacking her again to distract her. When the demon arrived, Jeff tried to punch him several times. The demon just dodged them. 

- I will finish this quick~ This is a message from Ghemora~ (Fallen Demon)

He punched Jeff right through his chest. Jeff coughed lots of blood while more was on the demon’s arm. Lilith felt what happened from where she was. She screamed violently. Her body changed again. Her skin became darker and she was having a monstruous demon face. Lilith kicked the angel so hard that she was sent to space. But she wasn’t dead. Heavily injured but not dead. 

- Time for me to go~ (Fallen Demon)

He teleported himself next to the angel and grabbed her before disappearing from this realm. Lilith, in rage, flew directly to Jeff. She regained her human form and knelt next to her lover. 

- JEFF! PLEASE RESPOND! (Lilith)

He coughed more blood and he was barely breathing. His life was fading away quickly. 

- No...no no...don’t die! Not you! Not again! P-Please hold on! (Lilith)

She put her hands on his injured chest and used her powers. She was crying. She was taking away his choices. She was choosing for him. Soon, the hole disappeared and Jeff was feeling much better. He was panting but he knew he was safe. 

- I’m sorry...I’m so sorry...I....(Lilith)

With the strength he was getting back, he put his hand on her cheek and said softly.

- I already chose immortality. I’m glad you and me thought the same. (Jeff)

He giggled and caressed her cheek calmly. She kept having tears but she also smiled.

- You idiot. You are still able to joke in such situation. You are my lovely idiot. (Lilith)

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Welcome to the immortal world Jeff :DD you will know live forever :DD. Phew that was hard to write but I made it XD (using the dragon ball fighting soundtrack helps XD)

Lilith, Ghemora and Jeff belong to me

Okaria et feria belongs to me and @wildstarfan

[writingwitchly]

I’m gonna do it, anyway

Hey could I please ask for a Sirius black x Slytherin female reader fanfic based of the song Rude by Magic! References from the music video too could be added if possible? ~ @arianna-17-11

Pairing: Sirius Black x fem!reader

Word count: 2,2k 

A/N: Phew… My first reader insert since… ever? I think I sticked to the request right enough XD, just skipped the Slytherin specification.  Hope you’ll like it. PS: I need a Sirius in my life RN.

The clock shows 9:23. The night only displays darkness.

You curse.

It’s quite usual for members of the Order to- ‘get lost’, in these times, with nothing to be done to find them.

The vegetables and white plastic planch on the kitchen counter suffer your aggressive stress.

It’s been two days and… and you haven’t heard of him…

A noise reaches you from the outside. Was it a crack? Your shoulders tense.

You’ve heard several of them, this weekend. Or at least, imagined you had. Every time you got to the window, there was nobody in the street below, apart from a couple of cats or a strolling brownish dog.

You don’t dare to check now, fearing that another desillusion might break your heart for good.

What if-

The thought makes you shiver, and the knife almost escapes your grip. You lay it down, next to the halfway chopped onion. It would be stupid to wound yourself without needing an enemy for that.

The beating of your heart climbs up to your ears. If at least he’d told you where he was going… None of the boys knows, either.

If he ever comes back alive from this, you’ll sure as heck won’t let him breathe until he draws a calendar and fills it whenever he plans on disappearing.

“Y/N!”

The voice carries its amusement through the whole flat, and makes your heart jump to your throat.

It takes you a good second realize who just closed the door.

For a good hour, you were thinking that-

For Merlin’s sake.

What kind of boyfriend disappears without leaving any trace, making you suffer the worst anguish for two days, to come back and greet you as if nothing had happened?

That’s right, a boyfriend about to be told off.

You storm out of the kitchen. “Sirius Orion Black!”

If James had been here, he’d ran for cover.

But Sirius is waiting for you, his arms wide open, at the entrance of the apartment. His leather jacket does not bear any trace of battle, except the one it fought against the wind on the drive home. His boots are firmly planted on the floor.

You stop when you are barely centimeters away from his body, and hit his chest with your fist at each word you articulate. “How. Do. You. Dare. To. Fr-”

Without waiting for you to finish the reprimand, he wraps you in a tight embrace.

You burst into tears. “I- I- I was so afraid. Wh- Where- Why did you leave with- without telling me-”

One of his thumbs draws circles on your back, his other hand is lost in your hair. He murmurs some words, but so low you barely hear them. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat calms you down.

When your hiccups have considerably diminished in intensity, Sirius makes you look up at him.

“I’m safe and sound, love. Look, no new scars.”

You count the marks on his face, on the bluish skin that hints a new beard, and are quite reassured to find none you haven’t already mended. “Your arms? Your back?”

“As sane as ever, Y/N. I promise.”

Finally, you allow yourself to sigh in relief, until you remember about your anger.

“How many times,” you blurt, “Have I asked you to- Why are you smiling like an idiot? I’m being very serious!”

His wide grin stretches the blemish on his lips. Even if it has suffered attacks and injuries, his smile hasn’t lost its appeal.

Sirius shakes his head a little, as to dissipate some fog around him. His eyes then root in yours. “You’re just so fucking gorgeous.”

You trail a finger along the rough skin that borders his grin, slumping your shoulders in a sweet defeat. “Why don’t you ever let me be angry at you, uh?” You smile faintly. “I was so worried.”

The man leaves a tender kiss on your forehead, from which a burning sensation invades your cheeks. Then, he inhales deeply. “Were you- Were you cooking?”

He accompanies his questions with a playful grimace.

Vexed, you punch his shoulder. “What does that tone mean, Black?”

He snorts. “Nothing, darling. Just that- It’s very unusual. Do you only cook when I’m not around?”

“I had to release the stress. So yes, I only cook when you’re not around. Talking of which, I should probably put the pasta on.”

And you disappear in the kitchen, a bit bitter.

A furious ripping sound announces the opening of the food box, and Sirius grins again. He loves it, when you get angry. It makes you look cute.

A few minutes later, he joins you, his hair dripping water all over the floor. He abandoned his leather jacket for a crepe t-shirt.

“It’s ready in two minutes,” you claim, stirring a the red sauce. “You can set the table.”

Sirius moves toward the cupboard, but then seems to think about it. His eyes follow the spoon with which you’re tasting the flavoring. He crosses his arms, and leans against the counter.

“I went to talk to your father.”

You choke on the pasta’s sauce, and have to spit it out in the sink to avoid asphyxion. Your eyes seem to double in size as you turn to look at your boyfriend. “You did what?”

With a sideway smirk, he simply states, “That was disgusting, darling.”

You could eat the napkin instead of using it to whip your lips. “You did what now, Sirius?”

The man’s arms fall to his sides, but he doesn’t lose his amused expression. As if he wanted to avoid crossing your stare, he bends down, and grabs the plates to set the table.

“I had to ask him something,” he finally explains, as the porcelain hits the fabric of the table cloth.

“Something to ask him!” You repeat, in a strangled voice. “You know it was a stupid thing to do.” You spin the wooden spoon in little circles, pointing at him, still shocked. “This- I would have preferred a hundred times if you’d faced an Order mission.”

“Oh, come on, darling,” he says nonchalantly, as if you were talking about what kind of spice to add to the condiment. “Your father doesn’t hate me that much.”

Your raised eyebrows are the answer he didn’t even need to confirm that yes, your father does hate him that much.

A pause installs itself, troubled only by the boiling liquids on the stove.

Sirius is the reckless boy who betrayed his family, the crazy guy who joined a pack of weirdos with a very unfavorable reputation outside their group of friends, the mischievous teen who got involved in a war without knowing how to fight properly, the irresponsible man who decided to live an unstable life, and the unforgivable idiot who took his only daughter away from home. Add to this that he’s a Black, son of Death Eaters, and has long hair, and he’s the perfect hate aim for your father.

A bubble explodes in one of the pans, and you turn the fire down.

You finally start to digest the news. “And- We couldn’t have- owled him?”

Sirius shrugs, dropping the cutlery next to the plates.

“It was hard to make him listen to me in person. I s’pose he would have thrown the letter away without even opening it.”

You nod, as if it was a reasonable argument, but don’t really consider it. “And- What was so important as to take you two days of discussion with my father?”

His smirk does not foreshadow anything good. “It didn’t take me two days. The first day I- I had to do something else.”

You were about to ask what, but you don’t want him to get an occasion to flee the topic. “So what did you talk about?”

“You’re like him, you know. Very stubborn.”

Merlin, he irritates you. “Will you just tell me?”

In response, Sirius grabs you by the hips and pulls you toward him. He drags a chair, and sits you on it.

“Fine,” he says, smiling like a child. “I will tell you.” He kneels on the floor, like he does every  time he needs to tell you something important, so you have to look down at him. “I had an idea on Friday. I mean, I have been thinking about this for a long time, but on Friday it became- really clear.”

You nod, wondering what in the world can make him so serious.

“And it was- Important to tell your father about it. So on Sunday, I knock-”

“On Sunday, because you had to do something on Saturday,” you say, a mocking perplexity influencing your expression. If you weren’t so worried about the outcome of the declaration, you’d probably find the situation comical.

Sirius nods. “I love you because you’re clever, too,” he teases. “I- had to buy something on Saturday. So I knocked, and Godric, you should have seen his face when he opened the door.”

A hint of amusement lights his eyes up, and you can indeed imagine your father opening the door to one of the people he’d most want to forget in his life.

“Did he close it back immediately?”

“Well, yeah.” His embarrassed grin makes you tilt your head back in laughter. “But I knocked again, like- a thousand times, because Moony told me to do s-”

“Wait a second!” You hold your palm up. “Remus was there with you?”

Sirius’s face contracts in a I-shouldn’t-have-said-that mask, a perfect copy of Hagrid’s.

“And- The other boys too?”

Your boyfriend opens his mouth to answer, but no words come out of it.

“I worried like crazy, and their letters said they didn’t know where you were, but never mind it,” you say, creasing your brow, in a tone which clearly communicates to actually mind it. Sirius caresses your arm in apologize. “Go ahead.”

Mental note of calling them all, one by one, after that.

Sheepishly, he continues. “Your father ended up listening, after all, and he was rud- not too thrilled about it. He first told me to- go count the daisies in the prairies, or something like that. He may have thought it was all a joke. But then, he saw my serious face and he just blurted that ‘no, never’. And he told me to disappear forever from his life and from yours.”

You know your father doesn’t like him at all, but you didn’t think it was to this level.

“What the heck, Sirius? What-”

But your boyfriend is unstoppable in his speech, “I said that this was going to be difficult, that we’re madly in love, and we’d go anywhere together.” To your dark look, he corrects himself, “I mean, apart from those last two days, but that was an exception. He said that his answer was no, and would always be the same. So I said that I would do it anyway, and he told me to-”

“Sirius!” You call him back to the present. “You’re not making much sense. I don’t think I can understand unless you tell me what you talked about.”

The man closes his eyes, and nods. “Sorry… Just- just the stress, probably.”

You realize that the topic must be really important. Why would he be avoiding it so much, if not?

An army of little soldiers start marching in your stomach.

“Stress?”

He smiles, “Remember that time when you were having a family dinner and your father invited a- special guest?”

You roll your eyes, “They wanted to set me up with Avery. Too bad I was already in love with you.” You grin too, pushing one of his loose dark curls behind his ear. “But what’s the-”

“I came to your rescue, with the boys. And we brought you to the park.”

Flashes of that night dance before your eyes. The music floated between the trees, Remus shot sparkles into the air, Peter and Kingsley sang an old lullaby, completely out of tune, and Frank and Alice flirted heavily as you cried at them to get a room.

It’s one of the best moments you’ve ever lived. Lily and James’ bubbly laughter, your flower crown, Sirius’ warm lips on yours...

“What did you tell me, that night, darling?”

There is no need to dig too deep in your memories to remember. “I said you’re the man I want to live with for the rest of my life,” you whisper. The soldiers in your stomach light up a million fireworks. “Are you-”

A loud bang cuts you off, followed by loud conversation, cheers, and whistles. You both raise up, and turn toward the door of the kitchen. There’s some worry on your traits.

A second later, Marlene’s face peeps out from behind the wall. “What did she say?”

The sweet smell of the forgotten pasta sauce makes you dizzy. As all of your friends gather before your eyes, your hand looks for your boyfriend’s presence behind you to steady yourself.

When you finally get a grip on his shoulder, you slowly turn around, “Sirius-”

But Sirius silences your question with a soft kiss, while he closes your fist over something small and cold. Something circular.

Then he kneels down again.

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[nikatyler]

Today has been frustrating. That’s all I’m going to say. Well, it started off nicely, I did something I was proud of. Then it went kinda downhill. I’m probably going to make it even worse as soon as I post this...there’s this thing I’ve been thinking about for the past few days. Considering I’m soooo good at communication and expressing my feelings, it’s going to end up great, you can bet.

Sarcasm aside, let’s talk about my legacies: 

I just queued the rest of part one of Gen 6! It’ll run for like 40 more days though.

After that, I’ll finally post the first generation of my BPR, almost a year after starting it. I know what you’re thinking, I’ve been posting TS3 for months, I should switch back to TS4 now, it would be fair, and yes, I thought about that too. But I kinda really want to get rid of the BPR. Gen 1 is finished and I don’t want to keep it to myself anymore.

As for gen 3 of NSB, I haven’t been playing it too much recently. I’ll play it a lot in June though, I hope. As soon as the exam chaos is over.

I’ve also made some decisions about Roses, but I’ll talk about these later. There’s still a high chance I’ll change my mind.

Besides, when do I not make decisions about Roses? They’re on my mind way too often. It can’t be healthy.

Update: I’m still not done with my replies but I just got a message from my teacher, saying that I did well on the English writing exam! I don’t know the exact grade but yay me. I mean, I knew I was going to do well on this one, but finally seeing I passed feels much nicer than “oh yeah, I’m confident about my English, there’s no way I can fail”. The way this exam system works...I was worried it wouldn’t scan properly or some crap. In the past, people had problems with that.

Update 2: Still writing the replies but I just found out that apparently I got 100% on the exam. Holyyyyy crap.

tiny-tany-thaanos replied to your photoset “Courtney: I really married this idiot. I’m stuck with him forever. Oh...”

Don't worry it could be worse. It could be Ross for example (sorry, not sorry��)

Ooooooh. Yeah I mean, what Felix does is kinda natural, what Ross does (or used to do)...is just wrong.

sparkiemonkey replied to your photo “I have three weeks to learn everything for my last exams. Am I dying...”

Good luck with your exams. You can do it.

Thank youu! I hope so. I feel like I still remember nothing from the notes, but at the same time, when I read some of them, I’m like “duh, I’ve heard this a million times, of course I know what it is!”

desira-sims replied to your photo “I have three weeks to learn everything for my last exams. Am I dying...”

If it makes you feel better, I’m constantly rethinking how I should have posted my story too. I think it’s why I’m enjoying doing these mini photo shoots for Gen 2. It’s glimpses into their life that I didn’t fully express in my story.

I feel like everyone does this, they get great ideas when it’s too late to change it. Some people are just better at moving on, I guess. Not that I want to move on from gen 4, nope.

justkeeponsimming replied to your photoset “Let’s see what we have down here…”

The lighting in this shot is gorgeous!

It is! Isla Paradiso underwater is amazing. I wish there were more diving spots though.

deathflowertea replied to your photoset “It’s getting dark so fast. This should be a quick dive, or else…well,...”

this is how midnight sun challenges start...

Imagine if I did that. I love this idea.

dreamsongsims replied to your photoset “Houston we have a problem I forgot Isla Paradiso is a glitchy mess”

Yes. Yes it is. All that work to get to a dive spot and BOOM! Right back to shore.

It’s frustrating that it’ll most likely never get fixed :/

astraeanevermore replied to your photo “10 Day Self Sim CAS Challenge: You At Another Age Kind of based on an...”

I also got an ugly haircut with ugly blonde streaks when I was 15 :’D guess that’s a 15 years old thing? XD Anyway, love the pic! *O*

It might be?? And it wasn’t even a good blonde. In many photos, it just looks yellow, sometimes even a little green. But hey, I learned from my mistakes, now I’m never going blonde :D

And thank youu! ♥

justkeeponsimming replied to your photoset “I love this…wait, it seriously take me a whole day to get here?!”...”

most adorable screenshots ever! her expression is so cute!

She makes the best faces, I love her ♥

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset “I was going to make a comment about her work outfit, saying the...”

The alien powers from Miracle are resurfacing lol

I mean, DNA is weird, sooo... 👀

alfalfalegacy replied to your photoset “Me during the first part of Game of Thrones Season 8 Episode 4 vs me...”

Haha a BIG mood

Biggest mood

I thought episode 4 fucked me up...but then episode 5 came and...let’s just say ep 4 was alright compared to this.

twistedsim replied to your post “Well that was an amazing surprise! ������”

Shit! I just now saw the score. XD Damn, you whooped Sweden's ass!

Usually it’s the other way around :D Yeah, it was great to watch. I was expecting to be disappointed but not surprised, but actually...if I’m not mistaken, that’s our best score with Sweden ever. And then with Norway, we did great too...too bad we lost with Russia today. There were so many chances and not a single goal...but oh well, it’s just one game. It doesn’t mean anything. I hope.

flowerhoneysims replied to your photoset “I was just kidding I don’t actually want her to die jkahdkfahdflg”

My diver died because of a shark ;-;

Oh nooo ;-;

create-a-sim replied to your photoset “Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck was that a shark?? A SHARK??? I’m gonna die I’m...”

Ohhh :(

This was actually a funny moment. I thought “Awesome, her mother died in a fire, she’s going to be eaten by shark and who’s there to save their ass with a ‘quit without saving’ button? Me again! Maybe they’re telling me I should stop playing this legacy.”

But then she wasn’t actually killed by a shark. Phew.

desira-sims replied to your photo “10 Day Self Sim CAS Challenge: Date Night Bold of you to assume I’ve...”

I love this dress. ��

Me too! And I never use it for some reason. I wish I had something like this irl.

desira-sims replied to your post “So…I took a break from studying to watch the latest episode of Game of...”

I haven't watched this season yet. �� I keep saying I'm gonna sit down and binge it, but haven't done it. Maybe I'll do that Wednesday.

Oooh, I’m not sure if I would be able to binge watch it. Every episode left me feeling overwhelmed with thoughts and emotions, doesn’t matter if they were negative or positive. Actually, I don’t think this season is as bad as so many people online say...it’s not perfect but nothing is. 🤷‍♀️

Then again, speaking of binge watching, I was able to watch the previous seven seasons in less than a month last year, so maybe it is possible.

plumbobhart replied to your post “So…I took a break from studying to watch the latest episode of Game of...”

I hated it sooo... yay? D:

I’m not sure how I felt about it. Like I’ve said already in this post, today has been frustrating and this episode contributed to that. There were some things that bothered me, some decisions that bothered me, oh and there was a great example of character development going to hell (that really disappointed me tbh), but overall...idk, I guess I still kinda enjoyed it - I mean, as much as one can enjoy this tv show. It was brutal.

I’m not going to talk about it all in depth though, I could spend whole evening with that and I don’t want that haha :D

[littlehollyleaf]

GOTHAM S05E04 “Ruin”

okay listen I know other stuff happened in this episode and it was even stuff I enjoyed and was interested in (like - WTF jeremiah??!) but I don’t have time to talk about any of that when there is SO.MUCH.FOXMA.AWESOMENESS to squee over (and you can’t say I didn’t warn you)

fyi - I’ve incorporated MULTIPLE VISUAL AIDS to assist in my flail!

let’s start by going through my FOXMA WISHLIST because there is WAY MORE to check off it that I thought possible in one hit!

Touching - bonus points if it’s beyond practical, like Foxy resting a hand on Eddie’s arm to offer comfort or Eddie gripping Foxy to emotionally steady himself

they flunked on the bonus points but still, FUCKING CHECK!

and you know what? I’m awarding A WHOLE SET OF DIFFERENT BONUS POINTS for Luscious Lucius Fucking ‘down boy I’m in charge’ Fox fucking MANHANDLING ED LIKE IT’S NOTHING because it’s EVERYTHING I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED IN MY LIFE and didn’t even think to put on the list omgomg!

like... I’ve seen a TON of fic and fanart with Foxy being physically dominant with Ed and I do think it makes all the sense characterisation-wise, but for some reason I’d never properly envisioned/embraced it as part of their ship/dynamic (perhaps because in my one and only fic I had Eddie being more dominating when it came to physical stuff due to various contextual reasons... or maybe because we’ve never actually seen Foxy get physical with anyone in canon before, aside from wacking Alvarez with that chair that time, after which he looked frazzled as opposed to the glorious calm and in control he is here so it didn’t really convey his ability to be so.... UNF. while physically taking charge...   idk)

(god I could watch this gif all day honestly....)

(it’s the way Foxy doesn’t hesitate, he’s just - BAM! I’m in control now)

(and juxtapositioned with Eddie’s epic flailing so they are just so perfectly, beautifully opposed)

(then the way Eddie, on seeing it’s Foxy, JUST.FUCKING.TAKES.IT, his fear and flailing dropping all at once as he submits and just holds himself all still and expectant under the hold, clearly THRILLED it’s Foxy who’s found him)

(and Foxy is only using his GODDAMN FINGERTIPS FOR FUCKS SAKE, so firm and commanding with so little effort I just - *fans self*)

(shit we’re only on point one and I’ve spent forever - strap in everyone!) 

Speaking in tandem - ie. figuring out the same thing simultaneously and excitedly shouting out the answer together 

Actually the talking in tandem one is really important to me so I’m adding it again

Okay the talking in tandem doesn’t have to be them figuring out the same thing, it could just be them reacting the same way to something and discovering they are like-minded

FUCKING CHECK!! The one thing I WANTED THE MOST, SO MUCH I PUT IT ON MY LIST THREE WHOLE TIMES. FUCKING CHECK??! ALREADY??!

Lucius: Unless whatever ignited those heated oil tanks - Together: - smashed through that window

(guys pls though look at the above travesty, I only have MSPaint, for the love of god someone gif this??)

I really can’t... there aren’t words for how ecstatic I am about this! 

I was watching with my good friend @enchantersnight, who will attest that I squealed and grabbed her in excitement (which she took with good grace considering she didn’t even know about The List, so must have thought I was just being a mad woman for no reason :p)

And the way they both wave their hand at the window together. And Foxy’s little satisfied nod because he’s not thinking of Ed as a criminal in that moment, all he’s thinking is ‘fuck yeah we just cracked it.’ And they both turn their heads all synchronised because they are so perfectly on the same wavelength, so completely lost in solving the mystery, the parts of themselves that match are so beautifully ALIGNED! 

Showing how they are similar people in many ways - check and check!   

Foxy telling Ed he is a genius and pleading with him to use his intellect for the greater good

K, we’re not all the way there, but HALF A CHECK, because -

Plus he explicitly said he needed Ed’s ‘expertise.’ All of which amounts to acknowledging (and appreciating!) Ed’s genius, so -! *hearts eyes*

(this set covers it perfectly XD)

...and there is still time for Foxy to plead with Ed to use his genius for good *crosses fingers*

Eddie calling Foxy ‘Lucius’ just the once as part of a serious, emotionally charged moment

Not really what I was going for (I was thinking more Ed yelling his name out of fear for Foxy, or as a desperate plea for Foxy to help him), but A+ for effort for Eddie’s wild yell for ‘Lucius’ here -

Because I love the fact that Eddie was so caught up in working the case at this point that he wanted to keep helping even without personal incentive :)

(aside: Eddie you bad bad bad man killing that innocent old lady though, that was really NOT NECESSARY, pls! ...but it was also somewhat hilarious, in a black comedy kind of way :p 

see - THAT’S the level of villainy/immorality I’m happy for Eddie to exist in, killing/torturing/maiming individuals, even innocent ones, yes, cool, because Eddie IS NOT A GOOD PERSON... but... not killing hundreds of innocents, including CHILDREN, in one hit, that’s... that’s a different kind of villainy, you know?)

One/either thinking the other is dead and being relieved to learn they are alive

Again, not quite. But Foxy does comment in the filing room that he thought Ed was dead. No, he doesn’t show any kind of relief that Eddie ISN’T, but since it’s now canon that Foxy somehow learnt of Ed’s supposed demise this opens up avenues for plenty of headcanons :) 

Because - WHEN did Foxy hear that Ed was dead? and HOW? and even WHY? Was he ACTIVELY LOOKING for news on Ed because he personally WANTED TO KNOW? Did it MATTER to Foxy if Ed was alive or dead? Did he feel a pang of sorrow/regret on hearing the news at the fate of a man he saw potential in to be better and wished that somehow Ed’s life could have been different?

(look, Occam’s Razor suggests Jim was probably looking for news on Lee and heard back that both she and Eddie died in the Narrows and THAT’S how Foxy heard about Ed’s death, but SSSSHHHH - I’m gonna imagine Foxy was making quiet enquiries for himself and no-one can stop me!)

PHEW!

We made it to the end of the points on my Wishlist that got fulfilled. 

KUDOS SHOW

Now - let’s talk about THE OTHER STUFF that was amazing!

Like -

Lucius RELEASING ED and HOLDING HIM IN PLACE JUST BY POINTING A FINGER AT HIM LIKE FUUUUCK!

And again there’s no fucking hesitation. The SHEER CONFIDENCE Foxy has that he CAN AND WILL exert this much power over Ed just. Wow. Just wow.

...there’s something interesting to make of this maybe actually...because Foxy...wasn’t this...commanding, with Ed before. No he was never intimidated, but during the whole riddle crime spree and the confrontation with Harvey on the stairwell Foxy was... nervous around Ed? Like Ed was a live wire or dangerous animal, someone Foxy found a little UNPREDICTABLE and thus was less firm and more pleading with? But NOW... 

okay, the stakes are different here ofc - before there were lives on the line and Foxy’s interaction with Ed was the one thing that could save them, so that pressure would have made him hesitant to try and take control...

yeah, that’s it isn’t it - Ed needs a viable threat in order to exert power/control over Foxy (and anyone really)

but without that threat the balance of power absolutely lies with Foxy (so obviously here, with Eddie unarmed and in such a state of disarray! but was also true in that scene with them at the GCPD lab when Eddie was investigating the Red Hood Gang)

Then also EDDIE’S.FUCKING.SMILE!! 

Anyone else displaying this much power over him, exposing his vulnerability, his ‘inadequacies’ (so Eddie might see it), would surely make Eddie furious, scared even perhaps - he might rail against them, scowl, try to fight or run. 

But here with Foxy he just FUCKING SMILES. He is so GODDAMN HAPPY to have been caught by FOXY. He doesn’t try to fight or escape because HE WANTS TO HAVE A MOMENT WITH FOXY, he WANTS TO BANTER. Because, dare I say, he LIKES BEING IN FOXY’S POWER??

Likewise when Foxy busts out the blackmail THIS is Eddie’s reaction

THIS -

Just look at him he’s FUCKING DELIGHTED that Foxy has been smart enough to immediately suss out Ed’s desire for the file is something he can exploit.

And then the way he kinda gleefully tries to figure out what Foxy could possibly want from him - I ADORE IT. 

Because it’s become a GAME to Eddie now ofc - he and Foxy playing off each other. 

And it’s a delicious blend of Foxy being all controlling and also flippant in the way he talks to Ed, thus him gently leading Ed into taking it this way, and also Eddie’s clear respect and personal interest in Foxy making him inclined to put a positive spin on the situation, to find it enjoyable. And like... it doesn’t feel esp planned or manipulative on Foxy’s part? Their reactions to each other just feel... genuine? Obviously Foxy IS trying to convince Ed to help him but... the way he speaks to him and looks at him... it just feels like Foxy being NATURAL with Ed to me? Like, he’s not spending all the time carefully choosing his words and behaviour, calculating what he needs to do to win Ed over, he’s just... going with the flow? Reacting to Ed... in the way he WANTS to, and Ed is doing the same? 

Sure they’ve both got end goals they want to achieve, but during their banter those almost seem secondary, just for moment, to the mutual enjoyment they are getting from their interaction?

And yes, mutual - look at this and tell me Foxy isn’t having fun as well!

Other great things about this scene -

Eddie calling Foxy ‘the second smartest man in Gotham’ <3 <3 Absolute proof he respects Foxy’s intellect :D

Eddie trying to surprise grab the file from Foxy’s hands. Because LOL. Foxy’s dry ‘...why?’ and shake of his head at Eddie’s childish antics totally makes it! Plus the way Eddie makes one last half-hearted grab before his eventual ‘fine.’ 

@vampirebillionaire pointed out it’s kinda crazy Eddie was able to physically capture a Street Demon thug, but can’t muster enough strength to yank a file from a scientist :p 

I like your suggestion, Daisy, that this adds to the ‘mind controlled Eddie’ theory - ie. when Eddie is under the influence he becomes more physically capable perhaps.

May I also suggest another possibility - that the file grab was just for show? Because Eddie desperately WANTS to team up with Foxy for a bit. But he has to convince himself it is absolutely his ONLY OPTION in order to do so? Because Eddie is a confused and repressed and psychologically mixed up prawn and can’t accept just wanting to work with Foxy just because. Plus a blackmail scenario/game has already been established. So to Eddie’s mind the only way that makes sense for him to work with Foxy in this moment is for Foxy’s blackmail to hold up. Meaning before Eddie can agree he has to establish that he CANNOT get the file by other means? Hence all the huffing and puffing and extra lunge at the end - it’s all him adding to the pretence?

...idk it’s prob too involved for what the show was actually going for, but it crossed my mind :p Felt like ‘Riddler logic’ you know? And involves a bit of theatrics, and Eddie lying to himself...

Anyway, the other PHENOMENAL THING about this scene -

I am given and I am taken, 

I was there from your first breath 

and I will follow you until your death

You know, that riddle for ‘name’ that clever fandom people cleverly extracted from the voice over line in that dramatic pre-S05 promo? (’I will follow you until your death’) The one that lots of us were taken by because of the vague, possible nygmobblepot associations? (and some of us, ahem, one of us, even used to title a fic), but that was also suspected to be a possible exchange between Ed and a hallucinatory version of himself - maybe being about how the name and/or persona of ‘Riddler’ has been with Ed all along and will be part of him until he dies.

WELL TURNS OUT EDDIE SAYS THAT RIDDLE TO FOXY CAN YOU BELIEVE??

I mean, look, I know it’s just a riddle for plot purposes. But that doesn’t change the fact that Eddie, CANONICALLY, stands there, INCHES from Foxy -

STARING DEEPLY INTO HIS EYES, voice slightly whispery and husky

and he tells him

I WILL FOLLOW YOU UNTIL YOUR DEATH

I Just -

And they fucking end liKE THIS GUYS -

Literally POINTING AT FOXY LIKE HE’S MAKING A PROMISE?? (and oh shit I just thought is he pointing at Foxy’s HEART?? ...also does this technically fit my bonus point for touching? hotdamn)

And look at Foxy’s smile! Yeah it’s mocking but... maybe in a FOND way??

All - ‘name, the answer’s ‘name’ Ed, but you had to make a song and dance out of it didn’t you, you dork?’

*dreamy sigh*

Other stuff -

Eddie investigating the crime scene and working it all out was some GENUINE PI RIDDLER SHIT right there *swoon*

I love the way Foxy just steps back and lets Ed get on with it. I flail over Eddie showing his respect for Foxy, but there was real respect in Foxy for Ed here, which was beautiful <3

On the rooftop - *hearts* over Eddie genuinely praising Foxy for figuring out it was the exact spot of the shooting from angles etc, showing he CLEARLY rates Foxy’s intelligence very high :) Only for Foxy to admit that he worked it out because he noticed the weapon’s casing had been left behind :p (which - SLOPPY of blacked out Ed now I think about it?). That was both a fun gag, lightly highlighting how Eddie sometimes misses the obvious and reaches for the most complex option when a much simpler one is on hand (making his advice to Oswald way back when about how sometimes the simpler solution is best really just... lolz... take your own advice Eddie, pls), as well as, I think, maybe hinting that Eddie really may be SMARTER than Foxy on a purely intellectual level - because it was potentially suggesting that Foxy could ONLY tell it was the right place because of the weapon case and might not have been able, at least as fast, to have worked out the angles etc like Eddie did. Maybe...

Eddie telling Foxy in complete seriousness that he hopes Foxy finds the criminal and makes them pay - playing out just like I hoped in the tags over here after seeing the Eddie preview clip of the episode, yes win!

(#holly you're an idiot going to the gcpd is how ed is gonna team up with foxy it's an excellent plan!!! #...I bet that 'make them pay' line in the trailer fits here #ed is talking about helping foxy found the haven bomber and how they should make them pay #but ~plot twist Eddie - it was you!! #yus I like that #pls be true!)

aside: Foxy now has that weapon case and is going to see if it has clues as to the perpetrator - Eddie thinks it won’t but I wonder... while blacked out Eddie left himself a message... I wonder if it’s possible he may have left the weapon case on purpose in the HOPE that he will be found out? that someone will catch him and put a stop to him being mind controlled??

...in any case, this opens up the possibility of Foxy finding out the shooter was Ed and OMG I HAVE ~HOPES AND DREAMS ABOUT THAT

In my hopes and dreams Foxy simply DOES.NOT.BELIEVE that Eddie would/could have committed such a crime, at least not willingly. And especially since Ed literally helped him solve the crime and he saw and heard Ed be GENUINELY affected by the crime enough to want the criminal to pay - and yes, sure, Ed could have been playing him and faking that, getting a kick out of giving Foxy clues to his own crime, but Foxy just feels sure Ed was being honest on that rooftop, that he really didn’t seem to know he was responsible, and it convinces Foxy there is something much more sinister going on here...

*CROSSES FINGERS TIGHT*

(omg - we know Babs gets Eddie at some point... WHAT IF Foxy ends up trying to save Eddie from her??! UGH IT’S TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE IT’LL NEVER HAPPEN BUT WHAT A DREAM! Foxy could even go to Oswald maybe to get help saving Ed, maybe providing evidence that Ed is in fact innocent... and in doing so he frees Ozzie from any personal anguish he might be suffering due to believing that Eddie really did commit the crime perhaps? even less likely, but I’m gonna roll with it for now :p)

Right one last thing. I did also have on my wishlist a proviso of the ‘talking in tandem’ thing -

When they talk in tandem they have to finish smiling at each other

Obviously this didn’t happen (POINTS DEDUCTED!!). 

But then, we did get THIS as their final moment so ALL IS FORGIVEN -

In conclusion

I am dead

Gotham?

(here’s hoping for the remainder of the Wishlist in their next episode together! :p)

[legolasgoldy]

VI. The Lovers || VIII. Strength || XVIII. The Moon || ★ Seven of Pentacles || ☆* Two of Wands || ◥█̆̈◤ Four of Cups || ━━╋⊂ Three of Swords

Tarot-inspired Prompts

// Phew, sorry this took a few days these questions are so gooddd. It took a lot of typing, I hope its not too much to read!haha XD Thank you so much!!❤  @blind-mutant //

VI. The Lovers - have your character’s heart and mind ever been at odds with one another?

X-men verse: Yes, a few times. When he first started getting his mutation and really struggling to come to terms with it, he was really confused as to what he should do.  It took him a month or two to decide, and ultimately his head chose to leave to spare his family from any problems his mutations would cause even though his heart told him to stay and have their support.

Also with Rhys, there was a lot of his heart telling him something his mind hadnt quite realized yet. It was a very subconscious thing because he knew he loved him, but never thought about in what way. It was obvious to everyone else, he absolutely adored him, loved his smile, his voice, everything about him and spent time always thinking of him. The problem was, it didnt click in his mind right away that all of those feelings were much more than friendship. All he knew, was that being with Rhys made his soul happy. When he did finally realize, everything just seemed to make sense but due to the whole drunken night incident a whole new struggle arose. He didnt think Rhys would feel the same way so that made his head clash with his heart a lot. All of it was a misunderstanding of course

In Mainverse: Phew, Im only going to list one time and make it brief or else we’ll be on this one question forever. When crossing the Helcaraxe, it was nothing but a mind and heart battle. He was constantly aching for comfort but hating everyone for hurting him so badly, but somewhere in his mind he knew he didnt hate them, he loved them and thats why it hurt so bad. It took the whole elven 30 years in the Helcaraxe to finally cope and his mind and heart match as much as it could.

VIII. Strength - is there a moment your character has ever had to fight for something or someone?

X-Men Au: In his usual X-men verse he hasnt had to do anything extremely drastic, but he does defend the people he cares about from judgemental people on several occasions. It sounds awfully tame but I think eventually when on his own and living with Rhys, both of them having jobs, having a happy life. He feels like they did a lot of work to get there too. Finrod helped Rhys through a lot of hard times, and they overcame past demons to live happy and together. Sometimes those demons do resurface but they fight back against that.

He does have a verse where he and a friend were captured, and he protected them from Hydra, and for the sake of not writing a lot of gore, in short theres a lot of biting and fighting. He gets muzzled, his hair cut, tested on, but eventually he gets his friend and they get out but the friend doesnt make it far, the friend supposedly drowns in the river. Key word being supposedly. XD

MainVerse: Yes. There is a lot of war throughout his lifetime that he fights in and a lot of emotional turmoil. He had to fight to be with Maglor the moment they first fell in love. Feanor forbid them to be see each other, Maglor had to marry someone else, etc. That was the least of his problems though, when they all were fleeing Valinor he had to fight to try and keep his cousins/friends from killing each other ( which they did) at the first kinslaying. He also had to fight and struggle to keep his family alive in the Helcaraxe. Then there was just so much fighting in Middle Earth. The only time there wasnt, was in the time of great peace when Morgoth was quiet, and Finrod was free to run his kingdom happily and be with his family and lover, still in secret, but he’d take it. After all that crap, keeping their romance secret wasnt as big of a deal anymore. Thats not to say it didnt bother him sometimes, but there were worse problems.

XVIII. The Moon - what is the most significant secret your character has discovered?

X-men AU: Aside from finding out what happened to Rhys, there isnt much else significant. His life in this au is relatively calm compared to all other aus. Unless you count teenage talk, and secrets swapped between friends. Theres tons of those but none of those are massive secrets.

MainVerse: Probably when Ulmo came to him and gave him a hint of what was to come and what he needed to do to prepare. Any secret from a Vala is  hella significant. Similarly, the most significant secret he ever kept himself, is that he was shagging his half-cousin for centuries and they in fact were kinda secretly married twice XD Also, any events of his foresight telling him something can also count.

★ Seven of Pentacles - what tests your character’s patience more than anything?

Prejudice.The only smidge of patience he has for it, is giving them a chance to educate themselves on the matter and be a better person. He’ll even offer to educate them. If they keep squandering that chance then he has no patience for them. You can lead a horse to water but cant make them drink, if hes gatta just forget them and protect innocent people from them then oh well. He tried. Hes not gonna tolerate someone whos ignorant biased hateful views hurt people.

ー☆* Two of Wands - has your character ever had to make a tough decision between two choices?

X-men AU: This goes along with the first question. Most of his tough decisions were due to his mind and heart saying two different things.  When his mutation started surfacing, not only did he feel like he had to choose between leaving and staying, he felt the need to either keep in touch or break up with his boyfriend. Those were two very very hard decisions. Of course he had only just turned 16, he was such a young boy and in his mind at the time those were his only choices.  He got so afraid that his family would suffer if someone judged him, he wanted them happy. The same with his boyfriend, they had both planned to go to go through highschool together then attend a college of the arts to study music. They had such big dreams that he suddenly didnt think he could do anymore. The thought of trying and failing, then hindering his boyfriend from achieving his dreams was too much, he couldnt find it in himself to risk everyones happiness, and/or safety. Heaven forbid him being a mutant were to effect his parents jobs! Or people pick on his little siblings at their schools. He thought of everything bad that could happen, and in that already stressed/very frightened state he decided to leave. Of course Charles Xavier found him and told him about the institute, and this whole thing was mended but it was devastating at the time.

MainVerse: Whether or not to leave Valinor was a choice that changed his entire life, and set his entire future in motion down the path of doom. It sounds really dramatic and it was. ;-;. When all the Noldor decided to leave when the trees were killed his mother wouldn’t go with them, and he couldnt bear to leave her but he felt the need to go and protect his father and siblings too. So he told her he would take care of them for her. At that time there was no doom of Mandos, and there could have been a way back to see her at some point and time. It wasnt too unreasonable to think seeing as the Valar said they could go, and they hadnt committed any crimes yet.

After the kinslaying he had a choice to turn back with his father and his people, to be forgiven and have the curse of doom lifted off him but he couldnt leave his siblings, cousins, and lover. He had to choose to stay with them, and thus making the decision to never see his parents again until he died. In a way he had no choice, he couldnt let his siblings, cousins, and lover go to middle earth, where the dark lords were,  alone. Theres no way he could so in that aspect it was an easy choice, but hard and heartwrenching all the same.  Another tough choice was to travel through the Helcaraxe but that wasnt his sole decision, its more complicated so I wont mention that one.

◥█̆̈◤ Four of Cups - how indecisive is your character?

Finrod is pretty decisive, the only decisions that are difficult for him are the ones where his heart and mind clash like the other questions asked about. He has such a big heart, he always tries to consider everyone and do whats best but sometimes the situation calls for a lot of thinking rather than acting on emotion. Something that important takes a lot of thought.

━━╋⊂ Three of Swords - what was the worst betrayal of trust your character has ever experienced?

X-men au: I think going back to the tough decision question about his mutation beginning to surface. At the time when that happened, he felt very betrayed by his own body. Everything just started tumbling to pieces in front of him. His body kept changing and his teeth were growing so his mouth was incredibly sore around his canines not to mention accidentally biting himself a lot. His ears, and sense of smell, and taste were malfunctioning from the change so noises that didnt normally bother him hurt sometimes to the point of bleeding ears, things that normally tasted good suddenly tasted bad, he kept smelling things he didnt want to smell. Not to mention his voice started doing really weird things and he suddenly got abnormally strong. Not only was all this suddenly happening to him, his fear of what would happen to everyone else just made him feel betrayed by the world for not accepting him and forcing him between a rock and a hard place. Of course later, things did work out and he realized there were a lot of people who supported mutants too, and that he just had to see it. The longer he had his mutation he felt like it was who he was meant to be, now he wouldnt know what to do without it. Just being so young and everything happening so suddenly did make him feel betrayed for several months.

Mainverse: Hm, well theres several betrayals that he went through although things like the kinslaying wasnt directly to solely him so I wont elaborate on those.  I would say its a pretty good tie between his uncle Feanor refusing to let  Makalaure/Maglor be with him and basically forcing Mags to marry someone else specifically to keep them from ever being married was a pretty bad betrayal at the time. Feanor had always been rough around the edges, but Finrod had never expected that extent of a betrayal.

The biggest betrayal of his entire lifetime I would say is what Curufin and Celegorm did in Nargothrond.  Finrod had been one of the best kings in history, he was sweet, compassionate, loyal, trust worthy, he cared about everyone not just his own subjects. His kingdom thrived and was so happy, he kept it hidden from evil all that time. There was such an immense level of respect between him and his subjects, and Curufin and Celegorm specifically visited Nargothrond to try and undermine that respect and trust. They widdled away at it and planted all kinds of seeds of doubt to the point when Finrod decided to go with Beren to retrieve a silmaril, it was absolute mutiny. Everyone in the entire kingdom turned on him because of what Curufin and Celegorm had done and said to them, only a single handful of people remained loyal to him. A single handful, thats it, out of that entire massive kingdom. Finrod simply took off his crown and tossed it on the floor bc thats all he could do,  it was such a betrayal there was nothing else he could have done.  Finrod went into Angband with only part of that handful of people because no one else would follow him. They all died except for Beren who Finrod died protecting. Luckily his nephew Orodreth got the crown and not Curufin and Celegorm, but much good that did..Not long after Nargothrond fell and Orodreth and his daughter was killed, and most of Nargothronds people were either killed or enslaved. So.. yea. Massive Betrayal. Hugee. Lead to the entire kingdom and its people being dead.

[saranel]

*peeks in*

Comin’ back to tumblr after MONTHS all:

And on top of it all there’s apparently a dashboard issue where all blog urls are getting redirected there, which, PHEW, because I was about to start crying “IS THIS MOAR GDPR SHIT” like, I work with a big-ass database that stores customer data GDPR WAS MY LIFE FOR MONTHS, I STILL GET WAR FLASHBACKS--

So anyway, here’s what’s happened while I’d fallen off the face of the earth, in a nutshell:

- Work is awesome. Took me a WHILE to stop feeling overwhelmed and not spend my weekends playing catch-up with my nose buried behind a SQL manual or endless Visual Studio tutorials, but I’m there now, and things are going great.  For the first time in my life, I’m actually enjoying going to the office and strive to do so everyday, even though we always have the option of working from home.  My colleagues are basically a bunch of nerds like me, so the whole deal has sort of felt like the mothership calling me home, plus everyone was super helpful and generous with their time and advice to help me adjust.  

- The country (what I’ve seen of it at least) is quite lovely, constant mortal fear of being run over by a bike notwithstanding.  I love the green parks and the fact that there’s water everywhere, though I will admit to some pretty hefty bouts of homesickness. 

- Really tho’ I’m still deathly afraid of riding a bike out there and getting run over by a mom in her kidmobile bike, with two babies in the front basket, balancing a bulging Albert Heijn bag on one foot, pedalling with the other, while texting on her phone with both hands and chatting to her mom friend on the adjacent bike, during a storm.  I am in trembling awe of the almighty Dutch Cycling Supremacy.  

The kidmobile bike in question.  And you thought I was kidding.

- I MET SOMEONE FROM TUMBLR IN RL AND IT WAS AWESOME.  Not naming names (privacy and all) but you know who you are ;) I was still super new to the country and the city, felt alone and adrift, and meeting up with a friend was a wonderful mood boost.

- The language barrier is... not terrible. I feel it far less at work where everyone is obligated to speak Eglish (international company and all), and I’ve never really found myself in a situation where I cannot communicate, but still, I really need to get a move on and start learning the language in earnest. English support even in international chains is sparse; if you speak in English you’ll most likely find someone who’ll be able to help you out, but you still have to get over the obstacle of Dutch-only options in places that use IVR. I guess it was more of a hurdle than I anticipated because in Greece there will always be English options everywhere (I guess the different alphabet makes this more necessary than it is in the Netherlands).  I can understand a fair bit by now, but my own attempts to study have been half-hearted since I haven’t had the time.  Come September, I’ll need to take it more seriously.

- My apologies to any Dutch followers I may have, but I’m still super disappointed by the food and overall culinary culture.  There’s some great stuff there (like stroopwafels, or hollandse nieuwe YUMMMMMM), but I come from a culture where I’m used to at least two warm meals per day, and I cannot eat ANOTHER damn sandwich for lunch, I just can’t xD On the plus side, you get a ton of options in terms of international cuisine (like Indonesian, which I’d never had before and it is DELICIOUS), though dining out or even ordering takeout can be ridiculously expensive.

- It took me FOREVER, but I finally have a place of my own, not a damn Airbnb, or a place I have to share with four other people.  Not in Utrecht, because HAHAHAHAAA NO TY, I WILL NOT BE PAYING 750 A MONTH FOR 15 SQUARE METERS WITH A KITCHEN/SHOWER (you think I’m exaggerating, but I’m not, I have photographic evidence), but my company pays for my travel expenses, so yay.  The housing market is ridiculously competitive in the Randstad (too little housing for too many people) so it’s a broker���s market, and it took me ages to find something within my budget that didn’t get swooped up within minutes of the ad going up (no, really, I once requested a viewing an hour after the ad went up and it was already fully booked).  This means that my afternoons and weekends are no longer eaten up by either work, or desperately searching for and furnishing/setting up a new place, giving me free time to actually pursue things I enjoy xD

TL;DR, I’m doing well, and now that things have calmed down significantly with work and the apartment hunt, I really, truly want to start getting back into writing and blogging again.

I haven’t the faintest idea what’s been happening with Bleach lately, if anything, but there’s too huge of a backlog to go over so I’ll take it one step at the time.  I’m currently back home on vacation, so I’ll be mucking about the blog very sparingly in the next few days, but when I’m back, I’d love to try and get back to the swing of things, I’ve missed this place and you all.

Hope everyone’s been doing well <3 I’ll try to answer a few messages in the coming days.

[septic-dr-schneep]

Phew! I present to you the next Septicelves AU design, which was the hardest by far! (That stupid fancy hat took forever, you have no idea XD) Here we have Chase, the Royal Recordkeeper, and his lovely family <3 

Jackie, the Royal Guardsman

Marvin, the Royal Mage

Henrik, the Royal Healer

Four down, three to go! And after that, who knows? I may move on to the King and Queen themselves! :D

[nekosayuri]

Guys! I have an object to share, yay! venturing into other stuff than clothes and hair is funnn.

This is SnowStorm’s sleigh crib from this set, which I previewed here before. I remapped it cause I thought the texture stretched too much, and then retextured it like 100000000000 times. Ok maybe a little less. ^///^

Uhh, how does this work again?

This works for both toddlers and tiny babies.

It has no fat morph, but it works for fat babies! if there was such a thing

It can be found in general -> child category. Costs 275. Works with quarter tile placement. Uses crib bedding (but if someone can make a version that uses normal bedding/Jonesi blanket, I’ll love them forever?)

Recolours: This gets a little complicated, cause I may have gone a little out of control with this? There are 63 in total.

From Michelle, there are AL and MALM woods.

I then took the light wood from the AL woods I think and recoloured it in Shasta’s Yeti colours cause it looked nice.

Pirate woods were also done, of course. 

Then there are those two random wood textures I got from google.

Which I pookleted (wood texture 1, but only colours I liked xD), and recoloured in a bunch of random colours (wood texture 2, I gave them names of characters from my ACOH story xD). 

AL, MALM, Pirate and random woods swatch (wood 2 is wrong though, I included only the volatile recolour of it). Yeti Swatch. Pooklet swatch. ACOH swatch. 

Phew, that’s done. Have some closeups for better view of the textures: Shasta Yeti periwinkle, Pooklet safetyfuse, wood1 volatile, wood2 volatile, wood2 Kaito, Shasta Pirate twig.

Download. Files are compressed, clearly named. Crib uses the same GUID as old one, so make sure to take that one out if you have it! file name of mesh has been changed.

Credits: SnowStorm @ MTS, @shastakiss, Michelle, Pooklet.

Note to self: I need more crib bedding recolours.

[spiritualpuzzleshipper]

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s day!!! Here is a sweet fluffy story I’ve been racking in my brain for a while. Ever since my friend on FB showed me a picture last year. Anyway, it came together the way I wanted it to, thankfully! XD I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

  “What are you doing?” The baritone voice called over his shoulder, a warm smile on the owner’s face.

Yugi threw himself over the papers on his desk. “Nothing!” He squeaked out, he hated when Atemu sneaked up on him.

Atemu blinked as Yugi hide the papers underneath himself. “I’m sorry.” He spoke, slightly disappointed. “I just wanted to know if you wanted to go for a walk with me?” He began to put on the smile again.

“No! I can’t!” Yugi shook his head fast, refusing to look at the man behind him.

The smile dropped along with his heart. “Oh, okay. I guess,” He began to speak as he walked away. “I’ll just go, by myself, again.”

“Have fun!” Yugi called out as he heard the door close. ‘Phew!’ He thought to himself as he sat up and looked down at his desk. ‘I’m so close to being done, would suck to ruin the surprise.’ He smiled and began to work on the papers once more.

  Atemu sat on a bench, he’d been there for a while, crying. Yugi had been distant the last two weeks and it started to wrack his heart. He wasn’t trying to come off as clingy or attached, it just seemed like since he returned from the afterlife, Yugi had no time for him. “Maybe it was a bad idea...” He spoke out loud...

“What was a bad idea?” A voice from behind asked.

Atemu jumped at the voice and looked over his shoulder, he spotted Tristan hovering over him. “You startled me.” He wiped his face with his sleeve, attempting to remove the tears.

Coming around from behind the bench, his dog on a leash with him, Tristan sat down next to his friend. “Why you crying?”

“I was not crying!” Atemu blatantly lied.

Tristan leaned against the bench and shrugged his shoulders. “You can tell me or not, don’t matter to me, but it might make you feel better.”

Atemu bit his lip as he thought on telling or not. Tristan had heard him speak the thought out loud, he already knew something was bothering him. With a shaky sigh, he finally let it off his chest. “I shouldn’t have come back.”

Taken back by what he just heard, Tristan’s eyes went wide as he stared at the former pharaoh. His dog, Blankey, had rested her head on Atemu’s lap.  “Why do you say that?” He finally spoke, confusion and concern filled his voice.

“Because.” Atemu put his hand on the dog’s head. “You all moved on. I didn’t expect you to need me or something. But, honestly, I’m lonely.” He locked his crimson eyes with Tristan’s olive ones, they began to water again, but he refused to let the tears fall.

“I guess you are right in some ways.” Tristan scratched the back of his head and sighed. “But Pharaoh, we didn’t move on. We all cried like babies and then sucked it up, because that’s what we were told to do.” He shrugged and looked away when he felt his eyes water. “You were dead, always were. We knew it, so we gave up the idea that we’d see you again.”

“I’m here now...”

Tristan chuckled. “It’s just bad timing! We just got through some serious finals, Tea is clearly out of the country, and Joey refuses to come home until he’s strong enough to beat you and Yugi in a duel.”

He felt a small smile form on his lips. Maybe he was over thinking it with his friends, they had been busy, which he did understand. “I barely was home when Tea came back for the holidays. She refused to let me sleep unless she did.”

They both laughed as they remembered Tea’s face when her plane landed and they all greeted her. She refused to let go!

“Yeah, I think she was wanting to put you back in the afterlife.” Tristan mentioned. “Your face was so purple.” Another chuckle and he shifted his weight, to look straight on. “We’re gonna have to plan something now that I know this.”

“Please don’t!” Atemu raised his hands and gave an apologetic look.

“Too late!” Tristan stood up. “I’m going to drag that happy ass of Joey’s back here, get Tea’s schedule for Skype, and we are going to have a game night!” He smiled looking down at his friend. “You tell Yugi we gotta raid the shop again and to be prepared.”

Atemu sighed a sad smile on his face. “You might have to be the one to tell Yugi.”

“Why’s that? You guys have a fight?”

He shrugged at the question. “He hasn’t talked to me in almost two weeks.”

Tristan’s face dropped. “We talking about the same Yugi?” Atemu only nodded. “That explains why you’re sad..” He smiled and put his hand out. “Go home Pharaoh. Talk to him, make him talk, there may a reason.” Tristan winked. “I promise.”

Atemu took the hand and stood up giving a confused look. “Really? How would you know?”

Tristan turned on his heel. “Something Yugi told me once, now go force it out of him.” He tugged the leash lightly and with a wave, he was gone, leaving a confused Atemu in the middle of the park.

  Yugi grinned ear to ear. “Finished!” He said with excitement as he held the deck of cards in his hands. “Took me two weeks, but it’s done!” He heard the door slam and a voice call out to him. “Coming!”

Arriving home, Atemu kicked his shoes off, tore his jacket off, and locked the door behind him. “Yugi!” He called out, slightly angry. “Get down here now!” He heard the reply and walked into the living room, taking a deep breath to calm himself.

Yugi walked into the living room, still holding the deck. “That’s my deck.” Atemu noticed instantly.

‘Shit!’ Yugi thought to himself. ‘Too late now, no backing down now.’ He held up the deck and sighed. “I was upgrading it for you.” He mumbled, refusing to look at the other in front of him.

“You could have asked. I don’t go through your deck and change cards.” Atemu was upset, Yugi could hear it in his voice.

“I’m sorry.”

Atemu sighed and began to go through the cards. “What did you do exactly?”

Yugi didn’t say a word, he waited until Atemu found it, waited for the story to begin.

“What the?”

He found it. “I made you some new cards, just look at them.”

Atemu's brows scrunched up when he looked at Yugi, but he didn’t look back. Looking at the card he held, it was a picture, clearly drawn by Yugi, of two hands one on top of the other.

After flipping through a couple more cards, he found another fake card with the word ‘شريك’ on it. “Sharik, Partner, Aibou.” He translated it from one language to Yugi’s.

“That took forever to learn to write.” Yugi chuckled as he looked over slightly, still not wanting to make full contact.

“It looks nice.” Atemu smiled and continued looking, finding another picture. This time of fire and the words ‘With you, forever.’ under it. He remembered those words, spoken so long ago it seemed.

The next card was also drawn by Yugi. It was of two shadows pulling each other close, no, pulling each other up, using the other’s strength. ‘Learning from one another.’ Atemu thought.

He began to look for more, quicker, as he attempted to put it together. “Two as one, never alone.” He spoke the words out loud. They were written very beautifully, nothing fancy, but the handwriting clearly took time!

“Never.” Yugi whispered, finally looking at Atemu, a small smile formed on his face as the other continued to look for more cards.

Finding two more on top of each other, Atemu gasped at what the first one was. Yugi drew his eyes, with tears falling. The next one, an emerald color with the words ‘I believe in you!’

“Aibou?” Atemu looked at Yugi, tears forming in his eyes.

“There’s two more.” He took a couple steps closer, encouraging him to continue.

He found them, they were the last two cards, right after Monster Reborn. The first card was of two hands, like the first, but this time, they were reaching, no, they were letting go of each other. Under the hands the words ‘Selfless no matter the pain.’

His throat was dry, he swallowed what moisture he had in his mouth. Yugi had drawn cards of moments they had shared, in the years they were together as two souls in one body. He blinked back the tears and saw Yugi’s hand slowly pull up the last card, revealing just words.

But now...

I can...

Love you...

Selfishly!

Atemu locked his eyes with Yugi’s, as he struggled not to cry. “Love?” He choked out.

Yugi nodded, tears in his eyes as well. “Yes, for a very long time.” He smiled as his hand left the cards and reached for Atemu’s face.

Too slow!

Atemu captured Yugi’s lips with his own. Both of them closed their eyes, having waited so long for this moment. A kiss, their kiss, it was soft and gentle, yet a new sensation for them both. Inexperienced, would be the world they used.

Yugi pulled away, his eyes still closed, he heard Atemu let a sigh of relief out.

“Is this why you’ve ignored me for two weeks?” He asked holding the cards out. Yugi opened his eyes and nodded. “I thought you didn’t want me here.”

“No!” He cupped Atemu’s face. “That’s far from what I want.”

“Good.” Atemu smiled when he remembered something. “Tristan knew, didn’t he?”

Confused, Yugi quirked an eyebrow. “What does Tristan have to do with this?”

Atemu chuckled. “I’ll tell you later.” He leaned in again and captured Yugi’s lips in a deep kiss. His hands fumbled with putting the cards away without looking, before they cupped Yugi’s face.