#TY FOR TYE ASKS

[inf1nyxw0rlds]

pspspspsps 4 the infinite asks: 3, 18 n 26 :eyes:

oooo ALRIGHT here goes !!

3. what's your favourite part of his design? why?

honestly a fucking difficult question but i'm reaping what i've sown. it's very close between mask and hair – the mask is so iconic in it's shape, i love the asymmetry and the attention to detail in that the right side is blacked out, likely because he doesn't need to see. it's crisp, it's edgy, it's a moment and a vibe and i love it. sure, if you wanna draw it at funky angles it could be a nuisance, but because it's shapes are so distinct u CAN break it down. and use references baby!

his hair i love because i'm just a sucker for guys – or, in his case, guy who is not a Man but is a boy in a dog way – with long hair. let them have it. please. it suits him so well and you can style it in a lot of different ways even besides the iconic locs !!

18. how do you feel about shadow killing squad jackal? do you headcanon otherwise?

okay this topic is one that i've seen a LOT of differing views on, and i definitely understand the divide on it because shadow's character in general is one that can never really be agreed upon among fans. my own take isn't one i've shared here yet so here it is – i think it depends on circumstance.

i can see it going either way depending on how things actually went down. rather than just asking why would shadow kill squad jackal, i like to ask why wouldn't he? both questions make you think about it from a different angle, i think. i can see him not caring either way; they're willing allies of eggman, but they're not a big deal. they're insignificant, whether that means their lives are unimportant, or not worth the energy to take. i don't think he would do it with outright malicious intent, though he is still an asshole.

i veer more toward he wouldn't, because he doesn't really give a shit and it isn't worth the energy. knocking them unconscious suffices just fine and they don't seem to be as dangerous as villains he's faced in the past. at the same time, i understand how his indifference could go the other way. he's also impulsive, and trained to take out anything in his way – it could be instinctual. my opinion of shadow is that he's neither killing enthusiastic or opposed. he deals with things case by case. he's not a monster, but not against doing what has to be done.

these are incidents from different sources, so take it with a grain of salt, but he extended an offer to metal sonic in archie to turn over a new leaf, though in cases like eggman and tinker, eggman shows much less, if any, promise of potential change, and that's where the line gets drawn.

shadow doesn't know anything about squad jackal and why they're allied with him, but on the basis of just working with eggman, would that be enough? i don't think so personally but, that's just me. again, i see it being more instinctual, a means of completing his mission, if he did. tunnel vision sort of deal, you know?

what happens in my fic, however, is complicated. that's all i'll say on the matter :)

26. what does his self-care look like?

it doesn't. okay jokes aside, i think he's always had a rough time looking after himself, between mental illness and being on the road for years fighting for his survival. he cares about his appearance a lot, but at the same time, it's hard for him to manage it and this really applies after losing his team.

he likes baths over showers, though, and if he had the option he would probably like one with candles, just allowing himself to lay there for a bit. he cares a lot about his hair and it has high priority. comfy clothes on a bad day, music appropriate to his energy levels, cookies and a blanket. he tends to take space and just withdraw to reenergise if he can. i also headcanon him letting his emotions out through art, writing, and being very elaborate and often brutal BUT that's post-war

[heartsfromcyber]

👔 ,🤪 ,🏃,✏️,🔥,🌸, and 😳 mwahaahhaa

hello boyfriend, fancy seeing you here (TY FOR TYE ASK ILYSMMMM)

👔 - Post a screenshot of your f/o in a different outfit than usual

so, hes pretty much always wearing different outfits soo i just picked the one that was the most different!!

he looks so good in this red shirt man,, but typically you either see him wear a button up, green, or both. so neither is out of the ordinary!!

🤪 - Post a screenshot of your f/o making a silly face

he has every disease ever,, 💔 one like = one prayer

he makes so many little stupid faces GOD hes so cute

🏃 - Post a screenshot of your f/o on the move

HES ON THE MOVE!! WATCH OUR WATXH OUT- (he proceeds to hit my self insert at full speed)

ALSO HIS TONGUE STICKING OUT bro is NOT stu

✏️ - Post a screenshot of your f/o doing their job

already did this one on another ask but doing it again cause i have so many pictures from this scene

HIS SMILE 🫶🫶

(if you look closely you can see my s/i sneaking up on him /j)

🔥 - Post a screenshot of your f/o looking tough

this man has not looked tough a day in his life. HOWEVERR

i do think this picture of the three of them is pretty badass 🫶🫶

🌸 - Post a screenshot of your f/o looking cute

GUH HES SO SILLY i was that pillow frfr 🔥🔥🗣

😳 - Post a screenshot of your f/o that flusters you

the close ups of him during this scene man,, hes so PRETTY GUH 💔💔‼️‼️‼️

[miketownsends]

3 and 17 for the sports ask!

3. what sport moment had you jumping up and down?

that comeback against the Jays in the second WC game a couple years back. i was watching it at a taphouse with some friends and we were legitimately considering leaving bc it was like 8-1 and then it started turning around and we were like 👀? and then the Ms got ahead and George Kirby closed it out and just. chefs kiss. what a game.

also, for games i was at in person, the three HRs Cal hit in the final 3 games this season to tie and then break Piazza’s record (and also set a franchise record for catcher RBI in a single season!). by then we knew we were out of the playoffs race so this was all i wanted out of the season and he did it and i lost my mind every time he did.

17. have you ever met an athlete? who?

oh yeah. a bunch. a lot of the current Mariners. i went to Spring Training last year so i met a lot of guys then. met all the starters (and p. much all the relievers except like, Brash), met Cal and Ty and Hanny, met a lot of the minor leaguers (quite a few of them i had met before bc i also met the 2023 Aquasox team; they did a team signing event at the end of the season). met Ichiro, that was pretty cool. then we did the STH photo day back in May and i met all the starters again (except Bryce bc he was actually starting that day) and some of the relievers again and like, Luke and Josh and DMo and… idk i think some other guys? oh Urías, i think we met him too. and Justin Novak! he counts, to me. he chats with us in the bullpen a lot. OH and i met Felix and Edgar at the lil preseason event they had at T-Mobile back in March.

and then i’ve also met some of the Kraken guys. Bjorky, Tye, Gru, Shane, Ryker, Joey… uhhh i think a couple others too. told Joey the Winter Classic was maybe the coolest thing i’ve ever been to and he was like “yeah me too!”

[maycat-19-142]

Tye longshadow x outsider -reader | surprise

A/n: this is platonic or romantic

⚠️: reader is genderneutral, you are implied meta

All you heard was the alarms. Full blast, at 2:47am you are not sure why.

You walked out of your room to see Jamie looking like he just committed a crime

You also saw violet,garfield, and froager leaving their rooms

Violet was tying a Hoodie to hide her hair

Garfield was rubbing his eyes

And froager was well forager

"Jaime reyes why in the love of granny is the alarm going off"

He look up to you hair a mess and in oversized pajamas

"Surprise" he said as he moved back to show tye looking around. She was in every day clothing but looked exactly that tired as you were

"Violet can you heal me please im seeing thing" you ask as you walk to her

"Sorry you are just fine" she said calmly

Tye looked up to see you for the first time on 5 years

You looked different yet the same

Your hair was (shorter/longer) and (different hair color) but Your eyes were the same

You grabbed a support beam and slide down it to Jamie and tye

"Is it truly you" you asked all je did was nod before you hugged him close

I just had random inspiration to write this so I hope you enjoyed. Have a good day and night 🌙

Pixie out 🧚‍♀️

[lebedame-wegelagerin]

How do you achieve such miwackulous tyes?! Are you using starch, buckram, some unknown miracle fabric...?

It varies! For some I indeed use Starch, though usually it is just white ones, with the others it mostly is lots of practice in tying those Knots well and a truly dandy like Commitment to get them to look just right, before letting anyone see it — even if that means tying it over and over until I’m satisfied with the Lengths of each End and general Look. In any Case I can recommend to always iron your Neckcloths well, especially if it’s a Fabric that wrinkles easily, as Creases and Wrinkles will add unnecessary Bulk around your Neck and the tied Part/Bow won’t stand as neatly if the Fibers aren’t straightened out. Fabric-wise it’s generally preferable to value Thickness/Weight of the Fabric over its Stand, as the latter can always be modified with Starching, while a Fabric that is too heavy will feel restrictive around the Neck and produce unwieldy subpar Knots no matter what.

Thanks for the Ask, your other one will be answered soon too! 🎀

[bnpd]

After finishing the basketball Gojo au, whats the other gojo au your making? Do you have au in mind or still think about it?GIVE US some BEHIND TYE SCENES INFO ( respectively)🙂‍↕️💖💆🏻‍♀️

HEYYYYY!! I plan on making a Ghostface gojo for (fall) Halloween, it's been in the works for about over a year, an "obsessed" AU reader inspired by that selena gomez music video where she breaks into his house but ends up matching her freak, another gojo au I'm currently working on is a cute summer one! not sure about the details but if you have any ideas please let me know!!! <3 ty for sending an ask MUAAHHH

[legendofmorons]

5 times myrah wakes up in Link's bed and 1 time he wakes up in her's

Pairing: Platonic Link & Oc, Platonic Wild & Oc

Rating: G

Summary: 5 times Myrah wakes up in Link's bed over the years, and one time that he wakes up in her bed

Warnings: cannon compliant character death, grief, angst

Other: The character death is just talked about, not seen. If I missed anything, let me know.

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1

Myrah wakes as most seven year olds do, at the crack of dawn. She stretches with a yawn and turns her head to see Link passed out beside her.

Huh.

She looks around and realizes she's in his room. Becuase her room dosen’t have the sheet music tacked up like his.

How'd she end up here?

Right, sleep over. That makes sense.

She sits up and starts shaking Link awake.

"Link."

"Mh." He groans, obviously not all that willing to be awake.

"Link, come on! Wake up! We should go start food."

Link just opens one eyes at stares at her.

"Come on, if we get up we can surprise everyone with breakfast!"

"No."

"Then I'll do it myself."

"No."

"Why not?"

Link stares her down as he wraps his arms around her, "You're warm and I'm sleepy."

"Ten minutes, and then I'm going downstairs." Myrah says, and even she knows it's a lie.

Link just shakes his head and pulls Myrah closer. Using her as both a pillow and a teddy bear.

Myrah lays back down and falls right nack asleep lulled into it with the soft breathing of her friend and the warmth from the blankets.

.......

2

Myrah has the worst headache when she pries open her eyes, groaning softly. Why does her head hurt?

Right. Training all day with no food or water. Ouch.

"You're up." Link says, his voice clipped and rough from disuse.

"Wish I wasn't."

Link snorts at that, eyeing her with something like amusement in his eyes.

"Don't start with me. I know what I did wrong."

He raises one brow, as if asking if she's sure.

"Oh stop that."

He shakes his head, whether he is doing that fondly or out of impatience is up for interpretation.

The door opens to Aryl and Callie, the younger sisters of Link both whispering.

"What is it?" Myrah asks, sitting up with thoughts of mutiny.

"There's food downstairs. Link helped make kt." Callie smiles.

"Thank you. And thanks Link."

Link just nods at her.

Myrah would ask why she's here and not at her house, but she also knows she was supposed to stay the night anyway.

Some things just are.

.......

3

Myrah wakes to someone shaking her, based on the fact they're touching her at all she's going to guess she knows them. She isn't exactly soft looking these days.

"Hm- fuck off." Myrah says.

Tye person shakes her more insistently, fingers digging into her arm and shoulder.

Myrah groans as she pries one eye open. Her gaze meets familiar blue.

"Link, what?"

"Get up." He says, "we're late."

"Late- fuck training!" Myrah sits up, eyes scanning for her armor and finding it scattered near Link's dresser.

"Everyone else has left." Link says with a sigh, watching Myrah with somethings close to fond exasperation circling his heart.

"I'm up. Thanks for lettings me crash here- I really can't stand my father this week."

Link nods to her as he grabs his boots and starts tying them.

Myrah sighs, she understands that he doesn't talk much anymore... But she misses when they could have long conversations without her struggling to translate the sign language.

But she also knows there's no point whining over that. She still has Link and he still talk to her.

Myrah is quick to get ready, pulling her hair up as Link leads her out if the room.

.......

4

Myrah feels the bandages before she even opens her eyes, her mouth feels dry, and her body - well, she feels like Vah Naboris itself stomped all over her and then zapped her for good measure.

Her eyes open to Link's room, pictures and sheet music tacked up haphazardly.

"Myrah!" Callie's voice calls, "You're okay! Thank Hylia!"

Myrah turns, groaning as her eyes fall to where Callie is jumping out of the chair by the bedside.

"Cal?" She manages, voice cracking and failing.

"We thought we lost you too." Callie explains as she picks up the pitcher on the bedside stand and pours a glass of water.

Myrah groans, sitting up slowly and with stubborn refrain.

She takes the glass from Callie with a nod, downing it quicker than is smart on an empty stomach but her ears are ringing too loud to think.

"Wait- lost me too? Who did you loose?" Myrah asks, memories swirling like dust in a sunny room.

She isn't sure what happened beymteeen her desperate war cry in battle and waking up here- but she doubts it'd good.

Callie just looks away, "Everyone. Everyone but you, and Aryll. We have left since we brought you back."

"So Link-"

"Yeah."

"And the champions?"

"If they aren't dead yet, they will be soon... Gannon has control of the guardians and divine beasts."

"Fuck... Zelda is she-"

"She's gone to fight gannon herself."

Myrah can feel her throat closing as tears gather in her eyes. She lost everything and- and for nothing.

She's alone-

"I have to go home... my people will need me."

"Stay tonight. Let us feed you."

"I-"

"Please. Myrah, you are family... We can't let you go until you're rested and fed."

"Okay..." myrah says, and that word alone feels like resignation.

.......

5

Myrah wakes a lot like she did a hundred years ago after fighting of undying monsters- which is to say she feels like she died.

Her eyes open, staring at the ceiling of the house Link bought a few weeks ago.

With a groan she turns, finding Link walking towards her.

"Link? What happened?"

With a shake of his head he sighs, "You're such an idiot."

"You have to he more specific - did we loose Vah Ruta?"

"No. You took a hit for me that nearly killed you."

"Oh. Sounds like me."

"You're a stubborn ass."

"I've heard that once or twice... ugh- did the beast run me through or something?"

"Yes, actually. He did."

"Good godess Hylia and her tits," Myrah grits out, pushing to sit up, "This hurts a lot."

"Good, stop being stupid."

"I feel the love."

"Good."

.......

+1

Link wakes up with a pounding headache and sore bones. Something is touching him- a hand. A soft hand.

His eyes open, and he's met with wooden walls decorated with pictures and weapons alike.

He's in a large hammock- Myrah's bed then. She'd had the hammock as long as he could remember. She sleeps in it most nights when given a chance.

The bedroom door opens to the smell of mint tea.

"Oh- you're awake." Myrah says softly, "Is Zelda up?"

Link glances over before he shakes his head, "No."

"That makes sense she's been tired for a long time. I brought some tea for you. "

"Thanks."

Link sits up before clumsily getting out of the hammock, sitting on the bed below the thing that Myrah keeps for nights she wants an actual bed.

"Why the hammock?" Lonk asks, reaching out to take the karge mug from Myrah.

"So if you guys fell out you'd hit something soft."

"Hm."

"Dribk the tea, it's- a family recipie."

Link levels her a look, her family had been gerudo. It seems unlikely her aunt bad taught her thks- though maybe Herr hylian father?

"Fine it's your mother's." She says with a sigh, "But either way it's always been good for the nerves."

"My mother?"

"I'll tell you anything about your old life that you want. But first we beed to get ypu rested and fed."

"Okay."

[victors-grave]

Mazen n Tye Loe confession scene

Author's note: this is not fully Canon. I have not actually planned how Mazen and Tye Loe get together, but still, I wrote this because I wanted to.

Tye Loe Madon sat on his double bed, eyes fully focused on the ground around him. He couldn't believe the life which had befelled him, the life which left him fighting for himself and others.

Maybe he should of known the truth all along, about what it meant to be a saint, but would that have changed anything? He wasn't sure.

He tapped his feet on the floor, teeth biting at his nails, which became sharpened by each bite he took.

Quiet hums filled his room. They had been entering his room every so often. He believed the cause of the hums to be the music that Talyra enjoyed listening to with Leta, but he never asked her if his thoughts were true or not.

Soft knocks became pressed against Tye Loe's door, slow knocks one after the other, quiet at first before becoming louder with the confidence that filled the person at the door.

Tye loe picked himself up, standing back up from his bed, placing his weight back on his feet as he walked. He wrapped his robe around his body, covering himself up while his hand reached, sliding the door in front of him open so he could viewed the one who had knocked on his door.

Mazen Xa-Qui

Tye Loe smiled at his close friend and ally, tightening his robe against his waist while his body leaned against the doorway, feet holding him up sideways while he stared at Mazen, stars gleaming in his eyes.

"Hey, is everything okay? You've been quite quiet recently." Mazen asked, standing tall and smiling with concern to his friend. Tye Loe smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Everything has just been so chaotic, I haven't really had time to relax, you know?" Tye Loe tightened his robe, tying it against his body while he smiled at Mazen, a grin laying on his face.

"Are you sure? Because I feel like there is something else bothering you." Tye Loe smiled, slightly annoyed by all the questioning Mazen was putting him through.

"I'm fine, Mazen, I just need a good night sleep and I will be back to my old self again." Mazen didn't seem convinced but if he wanted to say something else, he didn’t say it to Tye Loe's face.

"Okay, well, I'll be right down the hall if you need anything." Mazen told him, his thumb pointing to the right of him where a hallway sat with him inside. Tye Loe nodded.

"I will, goodnight, Mazen." Mazen smiled, placing a quick hand on Tye Loe's shoulder before removing it suddenly.

"Goodnight, Tye Loe." Mazen walked away, leaving Tye Loe standing in his hallway while he walked, entering his own room and leaving Tye Loe. The man sighed, closing his bedroom door and returning back to his bed.

Tye Loe flopped into his bed, his breathing slow and quiet. His arms outstretched, laying next to him.

His eyes stared upwards, looking up above to the walls that stared back at him.

He thought about rolling his eyes back into his head and going into a slumber, no longer being bothered by the problems that surrounded him.

But he didn't.

He couldn't.

Tye Loe picked himself back up, arms resting on his knees as he sat at the end of his own bed, looking around his room.

His mind was unsure on whag to do next, but still he found himself walking, standing up from his bed and walking to his bedroom door. Slowly, he opened the door, gently closing it behind him as he walked away from the door which had once contained him in his room.

Tye Loe still didn’t know exactly what he was doing right now, his legs moving on their own, mindlessly taking him down the hallway to where the room belonging to Mazen sat silently.

His hands were shaking, his face sweating.

This is a bad idea, this is definitely a bad idea. His brain told him, trying to convince him to turn back, go back to his room and forget everything that he was thinking.

This is wrong, on so many levels is this wrong, Saints for many years had been prohibited from having any attachments or relationships ever since the first Saint became known. Even his friendship with the other man would be considered something that would be shamed by others.

Hand to the door, Tye Loe placed himself, standing. His hand laid on the door, flat, not making a sound.

In a second, his flat hand turned to a fist, becoming removed from the door before making contact again. His knuckles were pained from the sudden knocking, combined with the way his hands shaked with each knock that left him.

He stood in the silence, hand becoming placed next to his legs. His hands reached, spreading out tp try and shake the nerves that continued to enter him with every second in which he was left in the lonely silence.

The door swung open, opening fully to allow a view for Tye Loe.

Tye Loe's jaw dropped.

Mazen stood in front of him, robe wrapped loosely around his body, not even daring to cover himself up. He yawned, eyes opened suddenly.

"Tye Loe, are you okay?" He asked, a smile upon his face. Tye Loe loved the way Mazen was able to check on him no matter what. Tye Loe rubbed his arm, unsure on what he could say to his friend.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm okay, I promise. I just-" he paused, looking to the ground before turning his gaze back to Mazen. "Can I come in?"

Mazen's smile never dropped as he moved his body out of the way, hand outstretched in a manner that suggested he was allowing entry to Tye Loe.

"Please, come in." Tye Loe walked in, his breath being held behind his teeth as he walked past Mazen, turning to see the other man close the door, locking it slowly until an audible click entered the room with them. "So, any reason why you decided to come see me now?" Tye Loe sat himself on the end of Mazen's bed, sitting on the soft material, his eyes refusing to meet the other man. Mazen sat down next to him, causing a sudden movement of the foam bed as he did so.

Mazen's hand slithered to Tye Loe, wrapping around his hands which laid in his lap and squeezing, allowing a silent comfort to be said between the two men.

Tye Loe opened his lips, only for nothing to leave him. He was unsure on what he could exactly say. What he could say that wouldn't seem strange or sudden to Mazen. His eyes stayed staring down, fully focused on the feeling of Mazen's hand on his own, how warm it is and how smooth his skin feels against his.

"These past few days, my mind and heart have been wandering away from Saints. I am changed from the man I used to be." Tye Loe could feel like hands shaking, a tear trying to escape his eyes. "I-I am not who I thought I would be when I grew up and that terrifies me. I have thoughts which are disgusting, ones that disturbed me as they are thoughts that should have never entered me, let alone become my thoughts when I lay."

Mazen's grip around Tye Loe became tighter, holding him. No words left his mouth as he stayed quiet, letting Tye Loe say what he needed to confess.

Tye Loe continued.

"I dreamed of you... Mazen. I had impure and disgusting thoughts which involved you and only you. You are the only person I can think about, you are the only person I need." Tye Loe knew he was crying but he didn't care, he needed to say what he was saying and if he didn't, he knew that he wouldn't be able to function.

"What are you trying to say, Tye Loe?" Mazen asked, his voice quiet, filled with innocence. Tye Loe's removed his gaze from his lap, looking to where Mazen was sat.

"I have developed an attachment to you, Mazen, and I don't think it's ever going to leave me." Tye Loe sat, awaiting a response from Mazen, maybe a slap or a punch, to be insulted or yelled at by the other man. Was he hadn't expected was Mazen to pull him in, pulling him into an embrace and holding him close. Tye Loe could feel the heartbeat of the other man as they embraced. Mazen pulled them apart, arms still touching one another. A smile laid on his face.

Mazen leaned back in, eyes closing and lips coming closer and closer. Before Tye Loe could react, Mazen made contact with his lips, pulling him in.

All at once, every tension and problem that brewed inside Tye Loe left him, leaving him alone as he was quick to respond to the way Mazen's lips felt on his own. His arms reached out to Mazen's hair, grabbing onto him. He never wanted to let go, even if he was going to run out of air, he never wanted to remove this warm feeling inside himself.

Mazen pulled himself away, much to the disappointment of Tye Loe who whined at the loss of warmth. Their foreheads touched, Mazen grinning from ear to ear.

"You have no idea how happy you make me." Tye Loe smiled at Mazen, a blush covering his entire face. Mazen pulled him back in, placing another kiss upon his lips. Even if it was only quick, Tye Loe still can't believe it was happening.

Suddenly, Mazen stood up, going around his bed as he sat himself back down, sitting down near the top of his bed where his pillows laid. Mazen patted the part of the bed next to him.

"Would you like to lay next to me?" He asked, patting the pillows that laid on his bed. Tye Loe smiled, a small nod leaving him as he moved to where Mazen was sitting, moving himself slowly until he was eye to eye with Mazen. Mazen grabbed onto a piece of Tye Loe's hair, tucking it behind his ear. "You're a living beauty." Tye Loe blushed.

"Says you." Tye Loe responded, marveling the man that sat next to him. Mazen grinned wider.

"Will you stay the night? I would feel dreadful sending you back to your room." Mazen's eyes were wide, staring like they had the entire universe in them.

"I shouldn't, someone might see us. Talyra, Leta, Florena, any of them could see us if we are not careful." Mazen placed a kiss upon Tye Loe's cheek, holding his chin in his hand.

"Relax, Tye Loe, we wake up before any of them anyways, we will be clothes and fed by the time they awake. C'mon, just stay with me. Just for tonight." Tye Loe bit his lip, slowly giving a weak nod to Mazen.

"Okay. I'll stay." Mazen couldn't stop himself from smiling. He pulled Tye Loe in again, placing a kiss on him.

"Lay down, Tye Loe, we shall embrace in a place where no one will ever see us." Mazen laid down on his bed, going underneath his own covers. Tye Loe was quick to follow, immediately placing the covers over himself, laying his body down with his head sitting on one of Mazen's many pillows. The room darkened, the only light being what was reflected in their eyes.

"I wish to be your lover." Tye Loe whispered to Mazen.

"And lovers we shall be." Mazen replied.

[hazmatazz]

Hey Haz! 3 and 11 for tye weird asks 🙂

hello!!!

3. no! oh god no i would die. not only is that cold but i have anxiety </3

11. reading! ty fanfic authors i'm making out w you. also drawing <3<3. i'm easy to please ❤️👍

[bone-and-butterflies]

What you do is you ask questions and come up with new rules/the way things are supposed to go.

Do these gods only have one power source (their piece of jewelry) and they are powerless without it?

If not, is the jewlery a way for gods to give out a sliver of their power in a form that a mortal can interact with without burning up?

If so, why would they give it away?

What safeguards do the gods have in place to protect themselves from harm?

If the gods can be harmed, how can they be harmed?

Would a god give away their power to a mortal for safekeeping if some other god was trying to steal it?

Can the jewlery be broken?

If so, what happens when the divine jewelry is broken?

Can the jewlery be stolen and/or used by somebody else?

How do the gods pick mortals to give the jewlery to?

Can they see the future?

Are they just betting on an outcome?

If so, what happens when that bet goes south?

Is there any requirments to wielding the jewlery, like being pure of heart?

Has the presence of this magical jewlery changed the course of your world's history?

For better or for worse?

Has the jewlery shifted who got power, ie who ascended a throne if you got kingdoms?

Can the jewlery be lost?

If so, is it sought out by treasure hunters or exiled royals?

Are the gods and the titans enemies?

Do they send mortals to clash with one another for some resource?

What are the social consequences of wearing this jewelry?

Are there physical consequences?

Does wearing that jewelry make someone act more like the god that gave them that ring or necklace?

What happens when a mortal refuses to give the jewlery back?

Magic systems have a very heavy influence on and are influenced by worldbuilding and story, like they are very interconnected; however, you do not need to know every single detail of your magic system before you even put words on paper. Think about how to tye in your magic systems into the world of your story and the story itself.

You can also think about the thematic purpose of your magic system since it is tyed to deities.

Overall, i love your magic system, even though its not that fleshed out yet. It is a genuinely good idea that can go in a lot of different directiona, and im excited to see where it goes!

I'm currently in the process of writing a fantasy novel, and I'm like, how do people come up with magic systems? I wrote all these notes about mine, and I thought it made sense, but then when I wrote it into my first draft, I realised that there are gaping holes in my magic system, and now I gotta fix them. I gotta scrap everything but the basic ideas and start again AAAAAA

(The basic ideas are that the Greek Gods and titans have magical pieces of jewellery which they can give to humans to allow them to use their powers. They do this in cases where a human is needed to accomplish a task which the god and/or titan cannot do themselves)

[honeystwiggypeach]

My papa talks about you a lot!

This is the first time I’ve written for Sugawara so like most of the other characters I wrote for I’m actually unsure how to go about writing their personality.(it is most likely inaccurate.)

Dad! Sugawara Koshi x fem reader

Basically you’re a teacher at the same pre-school that Suga teaches at.(one day I will make a character just pin after the other oblivious to the other who is also in love with them because I think I try to do it every time and it just turns out bad.)

Look, it’s honestly not even that bad of a morning…is what Suga tells himself as he frantically calls almost everyone he knows is off in his call log after his babysitter for his daughter canceled last minute because her friends invited her to the mall. Now Suga doesn’t blame the girl, but like come on he hired her because he was busy with work so of course he’s a little nervous.

His daughter, Aiko, had calmed down the previously chaotic man quite a bit when he realized he couldn’t do all the things he used to with a baby, but now as she edges near her fourth birthday his spunk has returned some as he gets further and further away from the schedules he previously needed when Aiko was a baby.

“Ok honey.” He sighs setting his daughters cereal bowl in the sink and quickly washing it.

“Grandma’s sick, your babysitter has the flu and not many other people are up for watching you.” He mumbles after hanging up with his work. “And I don’t have any vacation days apparently, so you’ll have to come with me” he explains looking up to see his daughter peeking above the counter with I brushed hair as her hair antenna bobbles due to the draft the air conditioner created.

Sugawara for the life of him can not do hair, not even a simple ponytail. He wants to scream when he has to fix his daughters hair, it takes him around an thirty minutes normally to remember how he did her hair last time and another thirty to actually get her wavy hair into the ponytail without half of it falling out.

He looks at his watch panicking when he sees that if he doesn’t leave now they’ll be late. “Grab the hair brush baby and meet me at the door I’ll have your coat!” He shouts rushing to the door as his daughter runs to the bathroom before meeting him at the door to put on her coat.

They lock up the house and begin walking to Sugas work around two blocks away while he tries to pull her hair back and he can say that he is certainly glad that normally they aren’t moving when they style her hair.

He’s gotten her hair into the ponytail formation as they round the corner to the school building and just as he’s sliding the holder off his wrist Aiko steps onto the stairs and her hair falls out and he wants to sob.

Yeah needless to say he’s got the ponytail in the corner of his mouth using a hot pink hair brush when he walks into the building.

“God-” he stops himself noticing a kid standing next to your leg as you pat their head, when Aikos hair once again falls out.

You glance over and watch him struggle by the door way a few more times before walking over to him.

“Would you like some help?” You ask in your sweet voice that Suga just adores.

He turns towards you with the slightestpinm blush from being caught unable to do something as simple as hair. He wanted to impress you not show you that he couldn’t care for his kid’s hair!

“Do you mind?” He asks looking at you when her hair falls back again.

“Not at all” you smile taking the brush and hair tye from him before gently and smoothly tying back Aiko’s hair, and then to top it off pulling out her bangs with your finger nail by dragging your nail along the triangle part and tugging gentle.

You turn her to face you and brush her bangs before bopping her nose softly causing her to giggle as you hand the hair brush back to Suga while he stands their in awe.

“What’s your name?” You ask gently.

“Aiko.” She mumbles gripping at Sugas coat as she smiles at you.

“Well I’m Miss (y/n)” you mumble smiling at her before looking back to Suga.

You watch Aiko tug on her dads jacket and whisper in his ear and he nods.

“Pretty” she compliments quietly as the bell rings and Suga rushes off.

The end of the school day comes quicker then usual with today being a half day, and both You and Suga stand on the steps waiting for the last few kids to be picked up while Aiko clings to her dad.

“What are you doing after this?” He asks

“Oh, I’m probably going to have lunch what about you?” You ask looking towards your watch.

“Have lunch with Aiko.” He says gently squeezing her hand.

“Can you have lunch with us too?” Aiko asks looking up at you with shiny eyes filled with adoration.

“Sure, but only if your dad would like!” You sag smiling at the small girl as her eyes crinkle up almost swallowing her little mole right under her eye that matched her fathers.

Suga glances down to Aiko to see her staring back with the cutest puppy eyes, if he wasn’t going to say yes before he will now. “Sure where do you guys want to eat?” He asks watching as the last kid runs to their parents car.

“Where ever is fine” you mumble right as Aiko starts to squeal “cat cafe!”

“Cat cafe it is.” You giggle softly and Suga wonders if this is love.

After awhile of sitting in the cafe Aiko’s got a dessert in front of her as she sits on her calfs trying her hardest not to wiggle right off the seat.

“What’s your favorite animal?” You ask expecting her to say a cat or something as you look at her.

“My papa talks about you a lot.” Aiko says looking up before shoveling her cake into her mouth.

“It’s not like that” Suga tries to excuse but seeing your hurt expression he’s quickly trying to take it back. “I mean it is like that but-” he’s cut off by your soft giggle and soft I’m sorry while you try to catch your breath and he’s got a huge blush on his face as he realizes he probably doesn’t just have a crush on you…

“It’s alright I like you too.” You smile at him softly and Aiko’s off after she finishes her job as she skips around the room looking under the tables for a cat.

[will-lookatwhatwehavehere]

Babysitting gig is not doing as great this time. I still have to watch over this one kid....

Leave me something nice to read when I’m done?

[bronwiebear-brad]

intimacy with harry h 🥺

Warnings: pure old fluff 💗

People were right when they say intimacy was so much more than sex

Sure it took you a few breakups and disappointments over the years but dating Harry made you realise just that

You both held so much love for one another and you showed it every single day on every single occasion

You just couldn't get enough of each other and everyone could see it

Tom was the one who teased the most about how you turned baz into a pure softie

when you two were out clubbing and you took sips into each other's drinks.

the way he held your hair back when you had to throw up after too many shots or how he placed his hand on your forehead to prevent you from hitting the toilet

that time when everyone got a few days off and went on a family trip to Thailand and he brush the sand off your back

Sam always telling that story about how Harry got the guts to finally ask you out

But intimacy with Harry was so much more than that

It was when you two were sitting on the same room working on diferent things together in silence

When you gave him a bite of your food with your own fork, "that looks delicious" "here"

When you were uncomfortable to put your legs on top of his because you didn't shave and he couldn't care less, " but haz I'm-" "shut up I'm dating a real woman or what? Now get over here and let's cuddle" "you know that it'll take me a lot more than a few hair to scare me away"

he putting your necklace and you feeling his hot breath on the back of your neck

You unbuttoning his shirt before bed after a stressful day at work

He unzipping your dress and taking off your make up after a tired red carpet, "I'm sorry haz, I really loved seeing your name on the directors cut" "Shhhh, just go to sleep darling I've got you"

When you cook and you both stood by the oven, chatting and stirring the same pan

When he teaches you how to play golf for the hundred time or how to set the camera for good shots

When you both manage to catch each other's eyes from across the crowded room

When you have to help him out because his hands are full of stuff

When you grocery shop together

When he appreciates you for folding his underwear or him putting yours in the dryer

When you shower together and the bathroom fills with giggles and silly jokes

When you had to help each other to walk thru thick mud or slipery rocks because he really wanted to show you that beautiful waterfall

When he kisses you on the forehead and tells you everything its going to be fine

When you use the bathroom at the same time, you doing your night routine and he washing his teeth, both looking eachother thru the mirror "what baby?" "does that really works? " "yes silly, do you want to try it?" "hell yes"

When both of you share stories from your childhoods, "so that means you slept until 14 with a teddy bear?" "you're in no place to judge, Mr. I can't ride a bike" "in my defense Tom isn't a very good instructor"

He always carrying a tye around his wrist and eventually tying your hair in a perfect ponytail, you typing on your computer and he coming from behing, "darling, this way you feel so much better, iz hot", or when you where about to do the nasty and he would offer to put your hair up with one hand kepping it out of your face

Butterfly kisses

You reaching out to take an eyelash out of his cheek

Waking up in the morning with a fresh homemade tea

Reading that article about movie productions because you know he will find interesting and that's something you could talk about

Sharing I love you's under a roof of stars in the backyard of his house

And falling asleep into each other's arms every single night

That was the vision of a pretty good future ahead them 💗

[navybrat817]

I see Alice trying to give Jefferson a gift in his brithday. Like, after a big show he walks up her blindfolded, naked and tyed up on their bed. She asked Luna to tye her up bcs she was embarassed to ask Emma that (and she was afraid of Killian trying to make them talk about their night in the next morning)

Nonnie, Luna totally has Alice's back and would encourage it. Luna would also stand guard and make sure no one else gets in that room besides Jefferson. A simple wink and a smirk when Jefferson shows up.

"Hope you like my handiwork." 😏

Jefferson would be very appreciative.

Love and thanks! 💜

[iridescentxstars]

Hello fir the drabble game can I ask for 10 and 41 for chanyeol

Wait im the anon who asked fir chanyeol drabble i forgot abt tye au lmao can he be a demon plz? Ty! 💛💛

Demon!Chanyeol x Reader || 10. in denial + 41. "I shouldn't be in love with you."

He watches you as you sleep, watches you toss and turn before placing his hand on top of your head and taking away the dreams that begin to plague you. Nightmares, memories, whatever they were, Chanyeol would take them away and make sure that you had a peaceful night of sleep.

There are talks about how Chanyeol, the demon of sleep, is in love with a human but he refuses to listen. He isn't, not in his eyes. You are nothing more than a lowly human who he became interested by - but not in that way, not at all.

He once took a glimpse of your dreams when you had fallen asleep in the same house as someone who he was in charge of back then and it confused him; never had he seen such dark and tormented dreams from someone who walked around with the brightest smile. This made him wonder how, why? So, he followed you, he learnt about who you were and slowly, his charge was switched to you by his own choice rather than by the chain of command.

And ever since then, he's been making sure you've never seen another nightmare.

"I shouldn't be in love with you," Chanyeol says as he brushes your hair off your forehead, your furrowed brow relaxing at his touch. "I refuse to believe that I am in love with a human because that means I have grown weak." He watches as you slowly calm down as the remnants of the nightmare leave your body. "But, I cannot bear the thought that you would suffer another night with those dark thoughts in your head."

Even if he won't ever acknowledge it, even if you'll never know the guardian demon keeping you from dreaming about what goes bump in the night - he'll always protect you.

Until your final breath, Chanyeol'll always protect you from the darkest of nights.

[twistnet]

staying over [ chris alonso ]

⋯ SUMMARY ; after chris walks away from her relationship with tye and kara, she needs a place to stay. her thumb hovers over your name before she places the call

⋯ WARNINGS ; female!reader + general fluff [ platonic relationship + comfort ]

it had been a long time coming at this point. even after her talks with both ty and kira, nothing seemed to have changed and it felt as though she was talking to a brick wall whenever she would speak up. nothing deflated her more than being told, “we just need to work on it together”. but it wasn’t going to work if she had feelings for kira and didn’t want to seem like the third wheel in them getting married.

after a long talk, that ended with tears and chris grabbing the rest of her packed things, she walked out to her car. it was once the car door closed that the tears flowed freely down her cheeks. and in her moment of weakness, she decided that she didn’t want to be along tonight. her first call was made to street, but it had quickly gone to voicemail after a few rings. which signaled he was out for the night.

the second person she called was you. 

you had been getting ready to sit down and watch some drama television and drink some wine before heading to bed when you got chris’ call. you greeted her, but the mood quickly changed when you heard her sniffle, then explain that she needed somewhere to go for the night. you instantly offered her a place, hanging up to let her get to your apartment safely.

you got linens ready for her stay on the couch, and it was not long before you heard her knock at the front door. you quickly unlocked the latches, pulling open the door and let her come into your home before shutting the door behind her.

you looked at her, trying to decipher what she was thinking before her arms wrapped around you. it had thrown you slightly off balance, but you recovered and locked your own arms around her. letting her quietly sob into your pullover. 

sat one point you guided her to the couch, letting her melt into the cushions as she told you what had happened, and everything that had led up to it. “... i thought it was going to work... but the more we progressed, i still just had feelings for kira. and them getting married just didn’t seem far to anyone.” 

she sat up, taking a gulp of her beer that you had gotten her after she had finished crying. taking a guess that she needed something with a little buzz to calm her down. “hell, i talked to a girl who had been with them before, and she ended up doing the same thing, except she fell more for ty. i should have listened to-”

“no! what she said doesn’t mean anything. it just didn’t work out. many people go in to poly relationships not knowing what exactly it all entails. it’s okay. you experienced something, you had fun and you learned from it. that’s the best thing you can do.” you patted her on the leg, waiting for her to look you in the eye and know that what you said was true. 

she had told you everything about her relationship from the beginning, always asking for opinions and trying to find the best way to approach things. “it’s gonna hurt chris, you loved them. that’s okay too. so is you staying at my place until you find a place of your own. you know you’re always welcome here.”

“thanks. don’t know what i’d do without you.” you leaned over, hugging her once more, “anytime.” and with a sigh, you stood from the couch, tossing her a pair of clothes from her previous nights of staying over, “now, there is a bed that is calling my name, and a couch, that is calling yours. goodnight.” you waved, heading to your room.

“goodnight.”

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