#Wooooo I totally know what I'm doing

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Sora KH1

I have done my best to draw Sora from KH1, not what I originally envisioned but I did my best! He's in the colosseum but tbh I'm not great at backgrounds so 🤷‍♀️

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long ramble of me going through the venom trailer because i am insane totally normal about it

this isn't anything professional, just me spouting out random words as i run around in circles like an excited dog-

OK LET'S GO:

firstly... king please change your clothes its been years, why are you still wearing that exact same outfit???

BUT i am a sucker for the light going over and past Eddie as he walks, i just think it's so cool hehe,,

E: "You should probably know that I have a really dark and unpredictable side to me."

hmmm... i'll believe you. at first, it sounds like he's telling this to Venom, but I wouldn't be surprised if Eddie is telling this to someone else and this "dark and unpredictable side" is Venom.... Or he is telling this to Venom and Eddie just really wants to kill now which. I am ok with that, love that for them, they should be allowed to do what they want

cleanly punching off the lock via the ~ Power of Friendship ~ (or something like that)

not the dogs :( i'm assuming this is a place to hold dogs for like. dog fighting?? i think? which is terrible and those guys deserved to get their heads eaten!

E: "I'm giving you a chance, sweetie."

LET. EDDIE. KILL. everyone say thank you Tom Hardy for being Eddie cause WOAH i am. normal.

V: "Just say "when"." E: "...when."

WE'RE SO BACK its just like the "Mask!" "Copy." bit from the first movie omg we're so back, these two make me ill i love them sm

also Eddie not even flinching at the knife, most likely Venom turning off the pain (or something) but I like to think Eddie's just cool like that (these close ups of Eddie's face makes me wanna do a study on him, just draw him a million times for the fun of it, and i will! Tom Hardy is a beautiful man!)

either venom is fully acting as shoes or Eddie is wear the most busted up pair of crocs i have ever seen and both options are so great. either way- KICK! that guy is GONE you even see him slouched against the wall, surrounded by bricks in a later scene, Venom and Eddie are not messing around this movie!

I- hhhhh. ok. I'm ok. Yeah these two are NOT messing around, Eddie could not care less about these dudes, there is no hesitating, no guilt, no fear in this man's expression AND I LOVE IT <333 GET ANGRY! GET SCARY!!!

AND WE HAVE THE BOI. THERE HE IS!!! the roar sounds different too i think, it's very cool tho, feels like a shrill, higher pitch than i expected but i don't dislike it

let the dogs be free! they immediately start attacking those guys and i love it <3 doggy :3

AND EDDIE IS FIGHTING TOO WOOOOO i need to redraw all of these frame cause WHEW! making me blush with these shot compositions, so good. so much trust, Eddie knows Venom will keep him safe and jumps in! literally! i adore how Venom's head is following him too, it's so creepy, the way it just slithers through the air, I wish to send all my love to the teams who work on Venom, there are so many points from the trailer and the first 2 movies that I wanna dissect, just to point out all his little movements, very fun

speaking of his little movements- squinty eyes :3 and the half venom, half eddie face again! always a win, forever iconic <3

tearing apart this venom scene OK! the little tendrils by Eddie's face, the way they move around is so UGH its so weird and i adore it! This "pose" is also fun because we really get to see the inside of Venom's mouth, most importantly his teeeeeth, in a long, pretty still shot that isn't when his mouth is wide open, the artist in me is loving it

also the team always does an amazing job on just making Venom look alien- the thick veins, the shiny black skin, and the tendrils that are holding up the bad guy split apart, instead of being just one tentacle, very gross, but in a good way

E: "We.. are..-" V: "WE ARE VENOM!" E: "We.. are..-" V: "VENOM!!" E: "No.."

They share one braincell, holy fudge, I love symbrock fjdkslfjsdk

and Eddie just keeps trying! same tone, same level, and Venom is so excited

V: "Oh!"

(I also love these shots because we get a nice close up of how Venom's mouth moves when pronouncing words)

E: "Yeah.. We.." V: "We.." E + V: "are... Venom." E: "...We really need to work on that."

and they get there eventually lmao, the way they say it is so in sync, even the eye movements are the same, how they open wider, and THE VOICES hhhh the voices.,,.. Tom Hardy is such a good. voice actor? in this sense ig.. i am on the ground, pure joy with how Eddie and Venom's voices overlap here

and Venom goes to town! lovely meal <3 getting a meal with the bf <3

I am LOOKING oh my goodness his mouth can open WIDE... normal feelings rn, yup, mhm!

doggy :D dog friends :D also Eddie no shot you stole that guy's shoes lmao??? nice boots tho (as someone who wears cowboy boots often, i would love to see Eddie in a full outfit.. putting that in the drawing idea list...)

V: "DELICIOUS! You take me to all the finest places!"

see! dinner date! :3 I can just hear the smile on Venom, i love when he's happy

and the world's most pathetic wet cat of a man (I say with the upmost affection) is back!

more proof that Eddie is never NOT sweating and that Tom Hardy's Eddie voice has the most confusing accent- i think he's saying

E: "Honey, I don't know."

but he could very well just be stuttering, or maybe he stopped midway and instead said "I need- I don't know." but i'm hoping they're at the point of pet names, go full comic, let Eddie call Venom "love" and "dear" and "my darling"

[Edit- thank you @.bridoesotherjunk for pointing out that he says "I need a Tylenol." i need better listening comprehension i guess??? lol?]

i don't know 100% of the Venom lore, still have tons of comics to read, so i won't talk much about the potential storyline here but- 4 SYMBIOTES!! maybe maybe maybe the Life Foundation Symbiotes... these babies got some funky colors.. they already used the name Riot but these 4 could be Lasher, Phage, Scream and Agony if i pray hard enough, the colors don't match but i can dream!

totally not emotional over this little bit of Venom that was left behind from that one after credits scene trying to bond with a host gently. yup yeah my heart isn't hurting at all!

LET MY BOY GO, HE DID NO WRONG!!!

my favorite local cryptid, what a creature

and he changed! finally! nice shirt tho, buttoned up only part way? the HAIR??? good stuff

fire seems to be a known weakness now, looking at the background, and i can't guess what they're looking up at, Eddie does speed up for it tho. I'm gonna say either a helicopter or something else they're gonna try and jump up to? Venom does go-

V: "OH SHIT"

during this scene so maybe it's one of those Symbiotes from before? Who knows, I could guess a hundred things but idk

THE WATER SCENE!! FROM THAT ONE BEHIND THE SCENES PHOTO TOM HARDY POSTED!!!

Venom in the last bit and Eddie being just himself if the first portion of these clips show that these guys 100% know what they're doing and have some sort of device (shown in the right image) that is capable of doing some crazy damage to Venom! Which! Oh no!!! I enjoy fight scenes underwater tho (Looks at Godzilla), very hyped for this one, I really wanna see how Venom swims. Yeah that sounds a bit weird but like. no way he's swimming like a human, c'mon now

E: "We are living the dream, my friend V: "You mean it?!" E: "NO."

Can't get over Venom's delivery here, he sounds so genuinely, it made me laugh, especially to how exhausted Eddie sounds lmao

LAS VEGAS??? y'all guessed right, they really are gonna get married in vegas,,

Eddie in a suit, HELLO??? my guy is looking snazzy! really tho, he looks so nice a suit, the BLACK AND WHITE suit? perfect. I saw people saying that they hope that Venom is the suit and just. me too..

MRS. CHEN RETURNS omg this cast are all so <333 she is GORGEOUS that dress is beautiful on her AND HER HAIR Mrs. Chen my beloved

Mrs. Chen sounds so happy to see Eddie, and Venom also very excitedly say hi, my heart is going to burst, it is overflowing, this part of the trailer makes me smile so much AND THEN THEY DANCE WITH EACH OTHER!!! I know it's called The Last Dance but I was not expecting a dance with Mrs. Chen??? I am more than ok with this tho, Venom and Mrs. Chen, dancing on the stairs, they look so happy, they're having such a good time i can't, my heart can't take this <3

AND LOOK HOW THEY HOLD HER HANDS.. they... they care about each other so much i'm going to cry in the theaters- no i'm gonna cry NOW.

is that a xenophage i see??? that thing is HUGE HUH??? i fully understand Venom in this (side note, i ADORE how Venom goes "JESUS CHRIST" upon seeing this thing, the line delivery get's better every film, that was so genuine) this design is insane tho, i might spend some time doing a study on it

Toxin is here! YIPPEE!!! love the voice, thought it was Venom for a second the first time i watch this but its pretty good

I have no clue who the people are that are in this tower thing, I've seen a few theories but i ain't embarrassing myself by guessing wrong here lmao

(running out of image spaces sorry!)

in the clip of Venom walking into this lab (?) and then getting violently shot at, is it just me or does Venom seem small? I'm guessing the door is just really big but like. idk maybe i'm just mixing up my Venoms and thinking that he's not as big as I remember

really quick cut of what may be 2 more Symbiotes like the 4 from earlier? maybe they're the same and are just changing colors, maybe they're new, who knows! I love their colors tho, the one on the right (in the clip) looks like it's blue and pink and i think that's cute

Xenophage breaks into this lab, love that for her, she is still terrifying!

E: "We may not make it out of this alive, buddy."

haha what do you mean by that king?

V: "Eddie... the time has come..."

HAHA PAUSE. uhm. he said the same thing last time at the end of Let There Be Carnage and Eddie didn't let him go but, istg, IF THEY DIE AT THE END OF THIS MOVIE. i know its the last of the trilogy BUT THEY DON'T NEED TO DIE, SONY, MARVEL, DON'T DO THIS TO ME. i am going cry violently at the writers... i don't think i will ever stop crying if they die at the end

they're in this busted up helicopter, already intriguing, but when it zooms in on Eddie's face, he's tearing up??? this movie is checking off every emotion, i need to remember to stay hydrated before i go see it, i will cry so much

I don't even think i'll be able to handle just one of them dying, the end of the first movie made me tear up the first time i saw it, and that was before i was as insane about them as i am now, i will be UNWELL in the theater

And last but certainly not least. HORSE VENOM WOOOOOO

the design for this things is insane, i didn't think i'd ever wanna draw a horse in my life but like.. kinda changing my mind ngl (weird detail, Venom horse has hands and feet and not hooves!)

E: "Be honest with me, how fast do you think you can make that thing go, without killing it?" V: "..ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT!"

Venom sounds a bit muffled in this clip which makes it a bit more funny to me, i won't lie. Eddie is hanging on FOR HIS LIFE THOUGH, geez i know he said "how fast" but Eddie gets LAUNCHED OFF VENOM when they go over that cliff. fun reference to the first movie, how Venom grabs onto Eddie as he flies up, like on the motorcycle <3

this horse scene has to be earlier on because Eddie is in The Outfit and is also not wearing shoes??? i refuse to believe he'd put it back on, and in the helicopter-"it is time" clip, Eddie is wearing that white shirt, which looks like the undershirt to the suit (maybe) so the Las Vegas scene happens before them running from the explosion/fire.

oh right, the song that's playing? Space Oddity by David Bowie? yeah it's about an astronaut dying along in space.... which... is not very comforting...

god this trailer makes me so hyped, October cannot come faster i need this movie NOW. please.

man the trailer is kinda confusing, i'm already making guesses on where things happen and what the context could be, but literally anything could happen in this film. there are so many things that just don't make sense yet and it's hurting my brain I JUST WANNA KNOW! are those new Symbiotes or not? What even is the plot? Will Eddie and Venom profess their love to each other? Will Sleeper be real? How many times will this movie make me cry? Only time will tell

...and it's only the first trailer! head so full of thoughts, heart so full of emotions!

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secret santa // day 1

content warnings; swearing, mention of boners, drinking?, pining and stressed matty lol

a/n; day 1 wooooo!!! For some reason, this is my longest fic i have for the 12 days, so we are starting with a bang, i guess?? I'm not totally sure how I feel about this fic... but tbh I never like anything I post, so that's not really new lol

word count; 4.2k

(this fic takes place pre-relationship)

12 days masterlist

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“Daddy!” is the first thing Matty hears when his daughter comes bounding into the house after school that day. Adam follows behind her with an exasperated look on his face, and her bright pink unicorn backpack slung over his shoulder.

“Hi mate, Annie has some very exciting news that she just can not stop talking about,” he says, stressing the fact that she just will not stop talking. Matty gives his friend an understanding nod as he takes his daughter's bag.

“Ah wow, how exciting! I can't wait to hear all about it,” Annie opens her mouth to talk, but Maty quickly cuts in before she can start, “After Uncle Adam leaves, okay? Say, thank you for picking me up to Uncle Adam!” 

Annie comes bounding up to Adam and hugs his legs. He can't help the smile that breaks out on his face. “Thank you, Uncle Adam!!” Annie says, looking up at him with that cheeky face he loves so much. Adam pats her head and waves to Matty before swiftly leaving to hang out with his much more peaceful son.

Matty manages to corral his daughter to sit at the kitchen table to share her very thrilling news, Annie is practically vibrating in her seat with excitement. Despite her palpable eagerness, Annie waited until Matty had sat down and given her a nod to start talking, something they had been working on.

As soon as she got the nod, words started vomiting out of Annie's mouth at a speed most people wouldn't be able to decipher. But if anyone was an expert on little Annie Healy, it was her dad.

“I get to do the Secret Santa!!” Annie eventually says, grinning so wide that Matty isn't sure her cheeks won't split. He pauses for a second, trying to process his daughter's words. How does she even know what secret Santa is?

“Oh wow, darling!” he says, fieigning happiness for his daughter, but his face tells another story, “That's great, sweetheart, but what does that mean exactly? Secret Santa with your friends? I thought we already got them presents?” Matty distinctly remembers about 2 hours in the Tesco toy aisle choosing out the perfect toy for each of her friends.

“Not for my friends silly,” Annie says sighing, as if her father's obliviousness was just so ridiculous, “for Miss y/n!!!” she smacks her hands on the table with a flourish, acting like this was an obvious piece of information.

Well, it certainly piqued Matty's interest. As did anything that involved your name, really. He remembers last month when someone got hired at Dirty Hit with the same name as you. Matty nearly got whiplash with how fast he turned when he first heard someone say “Y/n is here to see you!” The disappointment on his face must have scared the poor intern half to death. He quickly fixed his expression and was polite, but he felt his pulse racing under his skin.

“Ooh wow, munchkin, that's awesome! Did they give you a note or anything for me to have a look at?” Matty asks. He's sure they wouldn't trust a 6-year-old to relay this information.

Annie perked up at his words, “Oh yeah!” She says, jumping off her chair and scurrying over to her backpack. She unzips her bag and starts furiously pulling out different objects. Matty isn't sure how it all fits in. It's like Mary Poppins bag. She pulls out 5 books, 2 jumpers, 6 pieces of mystery paper, 2 toys (that she is not allowed to bring to school) and one of mayhems toys before she shrieks out an “Aha!” and in her hand is a crumpled pink slip of paper.

she brings it over to Matty excitedly and shoves it into his hand before straightening her back and puffing her chest out, clearly proud to have been chosen. Matty laughs at his daughter's infallible confidence before trying to straighten out the paper enough to read what's written.

“Okay let's see…” Matty says to himself, “Congratulations! If you have received this note, you have been chosen for our teacher's Secret Santa program! We at bridgeside school believe that our amazing teachers also deserve gifts this holiday season, so we choose one student from each teacher's class to be their Secret Santa. Don't worry, parents, there's a £10 limit so no need to go too wild! Students are picked based on enthusiasm and progress in school, so you should be proud to be picked! Please ensure all gifts are given to reception by Monday next week to allow time to distribute them. Thank you!” Matty finishes reading the note under his breath, and he can't help but grin to himself at the fact Annie was specially chosen.

He puts the paper down on the table and turns around to Annie, who is standing beside him with a nervous look on her face. Matty pauses for a few seconds before jumping and grabbing her, Annie shrieks at the sudden attack. He pulls her onto his lap and begins tickling all over her, revelling in her roaring laughter and infectious smile.

“Specially chosen, huh!” Matty says loudly to his daughter, still squeezing her tight in his arms and tickling where he can reach. Annie nods as best she can whilst being attacked with tickles, and Matty laughs at her gappy grin.

He soon lets up and leaves Annie sitting in his lap, looking happy as can be, “I know, Daddy!! The headmistress came to me today and said it because I've been trying so hard at my spelling!” she says, the look of pride on her face made mattys heart swell.

He remembers the late nights of practising her spelling. At the last parent’s evening, you had brought up Annie was falling behind a small bit in the weekly spelling tests. Not too much, but enough where some work at home would be beneficial. So Matty dedicated every Monday night as spelling night, and he and Annie sat and worked on it. He couldn't be happier that their hard work was recognised or that she's making such good progress.

It's then that the gravity of the situation at hand hits Matty. He has to buy a gift for you. For YOU. For the woman he… cares a great deal about. What does he buy? And for only £10! What good can he get with that? He didn't want to give you a shitty bottle of wine, this is his first opportunity to give you a gift and he wasn't about to fuck it up with a bad pinot.

Knowing he was about to spiral, Matty sent Annie off with a genuine smile and a quick hug. Annie being Annie, ran off oblivious to her dad's growing stress and began trolling around the house looking for mayhem. She had got some new hairclips in a magazine and was determined to give him a makeover.

Before he could go completely insane, Matty ran into the kitchen for his phone and just dialled the most recent number he called. Anyone would help right now, Matty was just sick of his own mind. 

“Hey Matty, you alright?” Ah, Adam, perfect. He was level-headed, a good dad, and knows how to deal with Matty’s hysteria. 

“Adam.” Matty starts in a disturbingly calm voice, “How could you just LEAVE when you knew what Annie was going to say?!?!” Matty scolded his best friend and was just met with the sound of laughter over the phone. 

“Why would I stay? It's no big deal, right? You have said on many occasions you feel totally neutral about Miss y/n, so I felt no need to stay” Adam teased, having had many conversations with Matty about his clear crush on you.

He first saw it at the school parent's day, he and Matty were casually chatting when you walked over and he saw his friend change in front of his eyes, suddenly becoming a lovesick 16-year-old. But Matty insisted he didn't have feelings for you, according to Matty he was “remarkably and totally neutral towards you”. 

Adam decided this news was a great way to test this theory. As soon as he heard Annie chattering on, he knew Matty would freak out, grab his phone, and call him. So when he got home, Adam simply made a cup of tea and sat down with his phone in his hand, waiting for a call. And 20 minutes later, his phone rang.

Silence is all Adam heard over the phone for a good few seconds, and he could almost see Matty weighing up his options with that scrunched-up face he does. He picked up his tea and loudly took a sip, reminding Matty of his presence.

On the other end of the line, Matty was doing exactly that. Does he embarrass himself and admit his feelings in exchange for help? Or does he fight to keep the last shred of dignity he had?

“Fine. I really really like her. Are you happy now?” Matty sighed, deciding that any dignity he might have had in the eyes of Adam died when he found him passed out in a bin with George at 19.

Adam grinned teasingly on the other side of the phone but decided to leave any real teasing for in person. It's just no fun when you can't see Matty's cheeks gradually turning more pink. “Okay. now that we've got that out of the way, what the fuck are you gonna get her?”

Matty scoffed at his friend's question, “Mate. Why the fuck do you think I'm calling? I have no idea!! I don't want to be boring and just get a candle and a bottle of wine.” Matty pauses thoughtfully for a moment before returning to his ramble, “although she does like candles. I remember her saying her apartment is covered in them, she even set off the smoke detector once. And she is always smelling like Jasmine so maybe that is her favourite scent? God she smells so good, you know I think her shampoo is apple and that mixed with-”

Adam cut Matty off before he started giving him your home address and national insurance number, “Dude how do you know what scent shampoo she uses? God, you're such a stalker. Don't go full Dahmer on this girl, yeah?” Adam jokes.

“It's not my fault she has nice hair! Anyway, shut up. You are not being helpful right now” Matty whines petulantly, and Adam realises he's actually freaking out about this. He decided it was time to go full dad mode and be supportive.

“Right, it's clear you know a lot about her, so why don't we focus on that? Do you know her favourite perfume or something? Maybe some jewellery she wants? I’m assuming you are not sticking to the £10 limit”

Matty simply scoffs, confirming Adam’s suspicion. Before he can continue throwing ideas at Matty, he hears him gasp, “I know what to get her!” Matty says excitedly.

Once again, silence falls over the two men, and Adam sighs, knowing what Matty wants, “and what is that, Matthew?” he says with sarcastic excitement filling his voice. 

Adam can hear the grin over the phone as Matty speaks, “I'm going to get her a copy of “The Little Prince” but a proper nice one, first edition in the original French and everything” he puffed out his chest in pride as he finished, despite no one being around to see him.

“A kid's book? Matty shes a teacher. I'm sure she's sick of kid’s books, why would you get her that? Does she even know French?” Adam can't help but think Matty saw a copy on her desk and just assumed she liked it. Maybe she was just teaching with it, and Matty took the idea and ran.

“No no, you don't get it,” Matty starts, “it was her favourite book as a kid. She was obsessed and read it cover to cover so many times the spine fell apart. She told me that this book is what made her want to teach. As soon as she read it, she went into her class the next day and did a whole presentation on it, read it to her whole class, and answered questions." Matty envisioned an 8-year-old you buzzing with excitement talking about the book, your teacher smiling and encouraging as you were blabbering on.

"She had a copy from her grandmother that she treasured, but it got lost in the jumble when she moved. It was in the original French, and she learnt French just to be able to read it. Nothing means more to her than this book.” As he finished, Matty noticed the massive grin on his face, something that was inevitable whenever he spoke about you.

He decided not to talk about the one time he actually heard you speak French, not wanting to share the experience of trying to hide a boner during a school-wide meeting and sneaking off to his car pretty quickly after it wrapped up.

Adam was taken aback by Matty's words. Who was this person, and what did he do to his best mate? He's pretty sure for his last situation-ships birthday, Matty got her a card with a bouquet of lilies. And she was allergic to lilies.

But here he was, considering things you loved in childhood, things that actually mean something to you. He had never seen Matty so infatuated with someone, remembering every little thing they ever said.

Matty was in love with you. 

“Fuck man you are whipped” is what Adam decided to say, not sure whether Matty had come to the whole “love” realisation by himself yet.

“Ha ha ha, Adam you're so funny.” Matty said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “So do you think it is okay? She’ll like it?” he anxiously chewed on his nails as he spoke, desperate not to fuck this up.

“It's perfect. She's gonna love it, if you can find one that is” came Adam's response, he decided to lay off the comedic responses for a little bit, just to stop Matty from having a mental breakdown. 

“Oh I'll find one. Otherwise, I'll have to get her a candle, and that's just shite” his confidence was clear through the phone. And a determined Matty is someone who gets something done, whether you like it or not.

As soon as he knew what to get, he practically hung up on Hann mid-sentence, but he stayed long enough to give him a rushed goodbye. Not quite long enough to say thank you, however, but Adam got a text a few seconds later simply saying, “Thank you, I needed that”

Adam, being a middle-aged man, simply sent back a thumbs-up emoji, ‘an image that speaks a thousand words’ he thought.

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After a week of calling every rare bookshop in the area, Matty managed to get his hands on a first edition of “The Little Prince”, for substantially more than £10 but that secret was between him, god and his wallet. 

He explained to the school that Annie wanted to give her gift to you personally, so he asked if he could bring it directly to you on Friday. By some grace of god, the school agreed, and here Matty was standing outside your door gift bag in hand and pulling anxiously at his shirt.

“Matty!” You say in shock as you open the door, a beaming smile on your face. Matty took in your dress and almost had to grip the door frame to steady himself. It was the staff Christmas party that night, and it was clear you were all dressed up and ready. You stood in a sleek black dress, nothing glittery or fancy, but the way it looked on you had Matty's hands itching to touch you.

“I'm here too miss y/n” came a little voice from below. You were too busy staring into Matty’s eyes and watching them skirt over your body. 

“Oh, Annie! I'm so sorry, sweetheart, your daddy is so tall I almost missed you!” You laugh out and pat Annie's head in apology. Matty couldn't help but preen at the mention of his height.

“I'm so sorry to interrupt you. You look amazing, by the way. Well, not like - not amazing in a creepy way - I mean-” Matty stuttered, trying to get back to his point. You simply nod along with his words and bit the inside of your cheek to hide the smirk threatening to break across your face.

“Anyway,” Matty said after he pulled himself together with a shake of his head, “we're here to give you your Secret Santa present! Annie, do you want to pass it to miss y/n?” he patted his daughter on the back and passed her the gift.

With flushed cheeks and a pink nose from the cold, Annie grinned up to you and passed the bag over. Matty had added a few filler presents, a candle and a bottle of perfume Annie chose, and that he thought you'd like. Just the book felt… odd. A little too personal, maybe, he didn't want to scare you off with his slightly stalker-like tendencies.

“Wow! Thank you, Annie! I didn't think I was even in this year's Secret Santa!” You lie, you knew Annie was your gift giver the day she got chosen. That cheesy smile wouldn't leave her face all day.

Annie giggled clung to her dad's leg, suddenly feeling shy at the attention. Matty simply smiled at his daughter and began to fiddle with her curls.

“Okay well, we will leave you to go to your party now. I hope you have a good time! Say bye to miss y/n Annie,” Matty prompts his daughter, who gives you a wave and runs away. Matty spins on his heels and begins to follow before turning around to say one last thing. 

“I meant what I said earlier, by the way. You look beautiful” he said with a bashful smile, acting almost as shy as his daughter just had. 

Words escaped you at that moment. You wanted to run and give him a hug for the present and a kiss for the compliment, but you simply whispered, “Thank you, Matty.”

The door had barely clicked shut, and you had already all but ran to your desk to open your present, your heart in your mouth at the prospect of a gift from Matty. Well, technically from Annie, but you're pretty sure if Matty gave her £10 and let her loose in Tesco, the present would end up being something totally random like a bag of celery.

But maybe you were reading too much into this. Your silly schoolgirl crush has just been growing and growing over the passing months. Your heart aches for Matty. It has gotten to the point where you sit in bed late at night and perform autopsies on conversations you had months ago. Desperate to find something said in the unsaid, something new.

You won't see him for a week, and you'll convince yourself it's just a physical attraction thing, a casual crush. But then you see him swooping in at pick up with his rockstar sunglasses and beautiful curls, and you feel your heart stutter and pause. Every time you speak with him, butterflies hammer at your ribs, and your brain seems to just stop around him. Much to your embarrassment. 

Recently, you vowed to be more natural around him, totally normal. However, trying to play it cool and casual is a great plan in theory, but attempting to do that whilst looking into his eyes is an almost impossible task.

But tonight, you managed to at least play it off like Matty's comment didn't knock the wind out of you. His calling you beautiful was going to go around and around in your head for weeks. You wish you could have memorised the moment better. You should focus on his shy smile or the way he wrung his hands together anxiously. Maybe even the look of pure love in his eyes.

But you were too busy internally repeating to yourself “Don't fall over. Don't act like a twat. Make sure to smile and not freeze.” so all of those small things got lost in the jumble of thoughts.

As you pulled the tissue out of the paper, a waft of matty hit your nostrils. god, were you that desperate that even tissue paper smells like him now? You could swear it has that same musk and warmth that follows him around.

Little did you know Matty had to actively choose not to constantly think about you. He has to try not to think about the way you bite your lip when you're focusing on something. Or the way you fiddle with your hair when you're nervous, twisting it around your fingers absentmindedly. Or even the way your cheeks flush when someone compliments you, the way it spreads from your cheeks to over your nose and down to your neck. He has to really try not to think about your neck, to not obsess over the thought of pressing kisses up and down it as you giggle into him. But alas, he had actual adult responsibilities, much to his dismay, so he couldn't just sit and analyse you every waking moment.

You stick your hand in and grab something that feels like a candle, and it is… oh. It's a candle. Huh.

You're not disappointed. It smells good and has a beautiful jar, but you can't help but feel slightly odd at the lack of warmth. But whatever, you were expecting too much anyway. A candle and a bottle of wine are perfectly normal Secret Santa presents, and why should you expect anything other than that? Just because you were lusting after Matty doesn't mean he thought about you any longer than he had to.

You shake off any disappointment you had and resign yourself to the idea that this is a totally normal parent present. There won't be anything amazing or showstopping. The budget was £10 and you're sure not even world famous rock star Matty Healy could get anything good with that.

You pull out the perfume next, immediately smiling as you notice it's your favourite scent, jasmine. What a lucky guess. It's a nice bottle, too. It had you immediately thinking of a use for it afterwards, the same way any nice bottle or jar does. You must have a collection of 20 candle jars on your mantle at home filled with knickknacks, little things from the kids, or strange porcelain figures you didn't have the heart to leave in a charity shop.

The bag is still heavy in your hands, but you scrunch your face in confusion. Surely there's no budget left? Tentatively, you reach in and feel a book, which is even more confusing to you, but you pull it out anyway, interested to see what Matty thought you read.

Oh. fuck. 

There in your hands was your childhood in physical form, the curly script reading “le petit prince.” Your eyes skirt over the cover as they well up. Slowly, you spin the book around and audibly gasp as you look it over, admiring its worn spine and somehow pristine cover. 

Your vision is foggy, tears gathering at your lash line and you're intent on not letting them fall, but as soon as you open the book and a small certificate of authenticity falls out you can't help but wetly laugh in shock as tears stream down your cheeks.

The first edition of your favourite book of all time. The book that meant everything to you, everything to your grandmother. You never thought you'd see a first edition in real life, let alone own one.

With shaky hands, you carefully pull apart the pages and begin to read, muttering the french under your breath. Tears drip onto the desk and blow you. You sniffle and bring a shaky hand up to wipe them away, but it's futile. They continue to find their way down your cheeks.

With a pounding heart, you place down the book with the care of handling a newborn baby, and as you do so a small white slip of paper under the certificate catches your eye. You slide it out from under and try and read it despite your wet eyes.

“To y/n,

I know this is over the limit, but I also know what this book means to you. I still remember talking about it in depth on World Book Day. Us two huddled in a corner, trying to escape the other parents. Your vulnerability and honesty that day meant so much to me. Thank you for sharing. also, thank you for being the very best teacher to my little girl. I don't know where either of us would be without you. Anyway, I'll stop rambling now, Let's keep this gift between us, though, huh? I wouldn't want Mr. Johnson from the year 5 class to find out his nice cheese platter isn't the best gift of the year.

Happy holidays darling, 

Matty x”

Well, safe to say any hope of that crush faltering had just died and gone to hell. 

[wildlife4life]

Seven (+) Sentence Sunday

Tagged by the very lovely @rainbow-nerdss, @fortheloveofbuddie @wikiangela @evanbegins and @daffi-990. Thank you! Can't wait for all your upcoming works!

In honor of the NFL regular season coming to an end today and the beginning of the playoffs, I'm sharing a part of a fan favorite. That's right ya'll, its an NFL Buck snippet! WOOOOO! (And I know this wayyyyy more than seven sentences, but are ya'll going to complain about extra NFL Buck?)

Eddie wasn't lying when he told Chimney he loved football. He just didn't say how much. When Chim invited the newest member of the 118 and his son to a kid friendly sports bar to watch the Rams play the Colts in Indy, he was expecting to be turned down. Hen encouraged it, "He needs friends that enjoy what he does. And I really can't listen to another rant about football stats or how Dustin Watson isn't taking the Texans to the tournament." "Deshaun Watson." Bobby corrected from the kitchen, "And its the playoffs." Hen rolls her eyes, "Whatever. You both have Sunday free and Buckley is playing, Christopher's favorite player." "How do you know the Ram's quarterback is playing, but not the name of the man who got Buckley kicked out of Texas?" Chim teased. "Denny." His friend answers simply, "You know he likes all things LA Rams." "Then why aren't you inviting Eddie and Christopher to your place to watch the game with Denny?" "Because Howard," Hen remarks a little sharply, "I'm not off Sunday and Karen has yet to meet Eddie, so it would be uncomfortable for everyone to have him in our home without me. Why are you arguing about this? You were just complaining about how Eddie and I are all buddy-buddy the other day." "You two have a lot more in common and somehow I always seem to stick my foot in my mouth whenever I talk to the guy. I freaking outed the dude!" Chimney reminds them. Bobby steps away from the stove and joins the two paramedics at the marble island, "Eddie wasn't making it easy for any of us to get to know him. Hen was just braver than most to actually approach him. Now its your turn and football is a good jumping point." Chimney opens his mouth to try objecting again, "And it will help in making up for the whole outing incident and interrogating his kid."

Cap had him there "And you'll pay." Hen demands and when Chimney arches a brow of slight disagreement she just shrugs and states, "It'll help dispel some of the notion of being his boyfriend's sugar baby and his birthday is the same week, making this an easy gift." And Hen made the kill shot. So Chimney awkwardly approached Eddie in the locker room at the end of their shift and invited him and Christopher to watch the game. He was happily surprised when Eddie said yes and brought an equally ecstatic Christopher with him without hesitation. Chim was additionally surprised with Eddie's total enrapture of the game, even more so with his undivided attention to the Ram's new quarterback, Evan Buckley. Every play the man made, Eddie was on his feet making some sort of comment. Good plays came with shouts of, "Good boy Buckley!" and "Great throw man!". Poor plays, interceptions, or missed opportunities, were met with, "Shake it off Buckley!" and "You got this Evan!" And any missed or bad calls from the refs... well Chimney knew foul language when he heard it, no matter what language. "We have a swear jar at home. It gets donated to Evan's charity at the end of the season." Christopher explains when he catches Chimney's questioning side glance after his father's latest f-bomb. Ah well, at least there's some sort of consequence to cursing in front of a child. "I have to pay up too if I say anything like my dad does, but I've never come close to his number." Chris adds on with a giggle and Chimney joins him with a low chuckle of his own. A niggle of curiosity has him asking, "And what about Buck?" The younger Diaz gives all his attention to what remains of his fries and shrugs with one shoulder, "Um... well I've never watched a game with Buck, but he does always double the jars total when we donate it." Chimney really wants to push on the whole matter of Eddie's partner of 10 years never once watching a game with the kid, but he knows interrigating Chris (again) about Buck (who is off limits unless otherwise brought up) would probably put an end to Eddie and Chim's burgeoning friendship. So he goes for a joke, "He must live with soap in his mouth if your dad is to go by." Earning a full belly laugh from the teen and Chimney counts it as a major win when Eddie glances back with bright grin.

I feel like Eddie and Chim have the whole, I'm friends with you because of a Buckley and because we work together thing. So take away the Buckley and its a bit of an awkward friendship, which I wanted to highlight and improve. Hope you all enjoyed!!!! More NFL Buck can be found here.

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[aclowntiny]

Hiiiiiiiiii! So I have a new hyperfixation

And I'm thinking I totally need to know

Who in ateez is mlt to let you hypnotize them

Ngl hypnotizin your friends (or ur boyfriend) during some game nights or parties seems fun

Ooh interesting! One day late 😅 but a good Halloween post hehe

Most Likely to Let You Hypnotize Them

Most: San, Wooyoung, Hongjoong

Middle: Yunho, Jongho, Yeosang

Least: Seonghwa, Mingi

San is up for anything! He’s adventurous AND he trusts you. Naturally curious, once he hears about it San is eager to experience the sensation, if any, so he may even ask you about it. Preferably without the other members around though if you want to make any embarrassing requests! San isn’t a horror guy, so in his mind this would be much more fun to celebrate Halloween or get into creepy stuff than a haunted house or scary movie! Wooyoung is a lot like his bestie, very curious and up for a challenge. He trusts you too and kind of likes the whole ‘do what you want with me’ vibe! Would probably crack a tom of jokes like ‘ohhhh, what are you going to have me doooo?’ so feel free to shut him down and tell him he’s going to be doing the chicken dance soon! 😏 He also loves the theatrics, so he’ll want all the lights off and every bit of performance you both can put in! For a serious practice, he sure has you guys laughing! Hongjoong would also be down to try it- he’s curious, too, and always looking to explore different muses and ways people express themselves. Who knows, maybe the motions and sensations can inspire things in his mind! It’s also a way to get to know you and he wholeheartedly wants involvement in anything related to your passions, even if it means getting hypnotized! Hongjoong will likely also request it’s just between you two, though, because it is a more personal, vulnerable moment in his eyes.

Yunho is good-natured, so he’d probably laugh the first time you bring it up, then gape and say ‘oh, really?’ But when he sees how serious you are, sure, what the heck? He’s sitting down asking if you’re going to swing a watch in front of his eyes or make him look at swirly stuff. Probably while imitating the swirls in front of his eyes. ‘Wooooo!’ ‘Yunho, you have to be quiet!’ ‘Oh, sorry.’ It’s a fun time, you guys are both laughing by the end of the night and he probably asks you to teach him some new dance moves. Jongho is down, but sort of in the way of ‘prove to me this is real’. He’s very practical and grounded in reality, so without offending you he may be thinking hypnosis is some movie BS or that his mind is strong enough to resist! So it’s a challenge for him, one he’s shrugging and giving you a determined smile into as he sits down. He can’t keep a straight face as you stare deadpan into his eyes, bursting out laughing several times, but he really does want to see what it’s all about even if he just feels he’s watching a performance . After all, you’re his favorite person to watch! Yeosang is kind of similar to Jongho where he isn’t sure he believes it’ll work. He’ll make the most jokes and quips about what you’re going to make him do, but in the end he’ll try it without much actual reluctance. He probably also has questions about how you fell upon this interest in the first place because he’s never known any hypnotists before- not that that’s a huge shock! Probably the best at keeping serious and deadpan once he gets into it because he isn’t sure what to think lol.

Seonghwa is a little hesitant at first, probably asking some questions about if you can bring him back, but it’s just because he takes the art seriously. He’s the type who wants to believe, so it’s something potentially powerful in his mind. Once you assure him you won’t make him do anything bad or do anything to him per se, he sits down, eyes boring into yours so seriously. You may need to reassure him that it’s ok, but he can never say no to you, don’t worry! Mingi is so the type to talk tough when you bring it up, but when you sit him down to do it he’s like ‘Wait whoa what about-’ and then he has a bunch of questions. He’s sort of 50-50 on if he believes, but he doesn’t want to be wrong if he laughs it off so he asks questions on if it’s permanent or if he’s going to get haunted. In the past, he has mentioned being scared of demons and evil spirits, so things like hypnotism even if they aren’t as spiritual would probably elicit some concern. So he’ll want an education on what it really is and entails once he finds out you were serious.

[tooti-fruiti]

THE BAD GUY [CHAPTER ONE]

Not so happy campers

After drying off, you all met at the campfire where Chris explained how the TV show was going to go down.

"This, is Camp Wawanakwa. Your home, for the next eight weeks. The campers sitting around you will be your cabinmates, your competition, and maybe even your friends. Capiche?"

You crossed your arms and huffed.

"The Camper who manages to stay on Total Drama Island the longest without being voted off, will win one hundred thousand dollars!"

"Awesome." You smiled.

"Excuse me, what'll the sleepin' arrangements be?" Your ex asked. "Because I'd like to request a bunk under this one." They said, gesturing to you.

Duncan smirked and crossed his arms. "I'd like to know the answer to that too."

"Well that's too bad, because dudes get one side of each cabin and girls get the other."

"Excuse me, Kyle?" Lindsay asked. "Can I have the cabin with the lake veiw since I'm the prettiest?"

"Okay you are, but that's not really how it works here. And, it's Chris."

"I have to live with Sadie, or I'll die!"

"And I'll break out in hives. It's true!"

"This cannot be happening." The goth girl said.

Owen pulled her and Tyler into a bone crushing hug. "Aw come one guys! It'll be fun! It's like a big sleepover!"

"Okay campers!" Chris said. "Here's the deal, we're going to split you off into two teams. When I call your name, come stand by me."

Chris pulled a list out of his pocket and began reading off the names.

"Gwen, Trent, Heather, Cody, Lindsay, (Ex/n), Beth, Katie, Owen, Leshawna, Justin, and Noah!"

"Wait, what about Sadie?" Katie asked as they all stood by Chris.

Realizing you two wouldn't be on the same team, you started to smile while (Ex/n) frowned.

"From this moment on, you are officially known as..."

Chris tossed a banner to them and it had an angry gopher as it's logo.

"The Screaming Gophers!"

Owen laughed. "Aw yeah! I'm a Gopher! WOOOOO!"

"The rest of you, line up!"

"Geoff, Bridgette, DJ, Tyler, Sadie, Izzy, Courtney, Ezekiel, (Y/n), Duncan, Eva, and Harold!"

Katie and Sadie started to cry and whine because they were separated as the rest of you formed a line.

Chris tossed a banner to your team.

"You guys will be known as...the Killer Bass!"

"Awesome..." Harold said. "It's like...amazing!"

"Alright campers! Your team will be on camera in all public areas during this competition, and you will also be able to share your inner most thoughts will our super deluxe confessional!"

Chris gestured to an outhouse surrounded by flies, which a lot of you were disgusted by.

"Their is a camera inside which allows you to make video diaries, to share something with the veiwers watching from home or to just get something off your chest!"

•

Video Diary-Number 1-(Y/n)

"Ugh! Why does it smell so horrible in here?!"

•

"Now! Cabin business! Gophers, you're in the east cabin. Bass, you're in west! Go ahead and unpack! We'll meet again in the mess hall in an hour."

"Where would that be at?" Owen asked.

"Just along the way." Chris said, pointing at a nearby building.

"Sweet!"

You grabbed your stuff and began walking up the steps to your side of the cabin.

"Hey (Y/n)." You turned around and saw (Ex/n) behind you.

You glared at him and kept walking. "Wrong cabin, idiot."

You walked inside and set your stuff down on your bunk bed.

"Hey, do you mind if I take the bunk above you?" Bridgette asked you.

You smiled at her and moved out of her way. "Go ahead."

"Thanks." She smiled.

You suddenly heard a loud scream coming from the Gopher cabin and you all ran to check it out.

"Oh man, that white girl can scream." Leshawna said as you all saw Lindsay standing on a stool.

"What is it?! Kill it! Kill it!"

There was a little cockroach crawling around on the floor.

DJ saw it, gasped, screamed, and jumped onto a bunk bed, shaking.

"That, was my bed." Gwen said, staring at the now broken bed.

Duncan walked out of the room as others started screaming and jumping up on beds.

Some people even tried to squish it.

Duncan returned with an axe and slammed it down on the cockroach, killing it instantly.

"Nice." You smirked.

"Well that's one way to kill a cockroach.

Duncan smirked at the both of you.

"If see one of those again, just let me know." Tyler said to Lindsay. "Cause you know, I could do that too."

They started giving each other goo-goo eyes and Duncan scoffed.

"They always go for the jocks."

"Well that was kind of fun." You said.

"Well, you weren't the one holding an axe." Duncan smirked.

"You're right, it would have been more fun if I did have the axe."

The rest of the Killer Bass returned to their cabin and you all got to know each other just a little better.

DJ's an animal lover, Bridgette loves dolphins and surfing, Geoff can skate, Duncan has been to juvie over four times, Courtney was a CIT, Tyler has won trophies in sports before, Eva can lift up to 220 pounds, Ezekiel knew how to ride a gopher, and Harold carried around a mini key-board with him wherever he went.

Izzy was too busy hanging upside down on her bunk and Sadie was too sad about not being with Katie to talk to anyone.

An hour passed and you all gathered at the mess hall as Chris instructed.

When you all got there, there was a chef waiting for you.

"Listen up!" He yelled. "You will address me as Chef Hatchet! I'll serve it three times a day, and you'll eat it three times a day! Grab your tray, get your food, and sit your butts down NOW!"

You and Bridgette shared a look with each other.

After everyone got their food, you all sat down and began eating the disgusting food.

"Welcome to the Main Lodge, or as some would call it, the mess hall."

"Yo my man, can we order a pizza?" Geoff asked.

Chef threw a hatchet at him and it just barley missed his head and got stuck in the wall.

"WOOAHHH IT'S COOL G! BROWN SLOP IS COOL! Heheh, right guys?!"

Everyone nodded.

"Moving on." Chris said. "Your first challenge begins, in one hour!"

"What do you think the challenge is?" You asked Bridgette.

"I don't care, as long as it isn't lame." Duncan said, rolling his eyes.

"I just hope it's something fun."

"I hope it's survivable." You said.

•

Video Diary-Number 2-(Y/n)

"So far so good! Nothing too bad has happened yet, and I hope it stays that way."

•

(Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day)

<-Prologue

Chapter Two->

[throughtrialbyfire]

Friday Kiss Tag Game ♥

wooooo!! thank you so much for tagging me @boethiahspillowbook !! <3 this was so much fun to write and i'm delighted to share this piece!!

i'm tagging @totally-not-deacon @trickstarbrave @your-talos-is-problematic @skyrim-forever @orfeoarte @v1ctory-or-sovngarde @umbracirrus and anyone who wants to do it, if you're not tagged, feel free to hop in!! and no pressure as always!!

Rules: post a smooch between your OCs for Friday. It can be as light as a peck or as intense as a makeout. It can be romantic or platonic or familial. As long as a smooch takes place it’s free reign!

decided to bring a little treat, this features my very first LDB oc, Hyron Aedther! he's such a challenge and a joy to write. this is fresh out of the brain, and i hope you enjoy it!!

Hyron was not a very tactful man, but he was good at what he did. Stealing seemed to run in the family, as whispers of his grandfather's history with the Thieves Guild of Cyrodiil echoed down the branches of his lineage like a harsh and hollow wind. Still, wind nonetheless, and he tended not to reflect on the dead too long. The Altmer wound his way through the streets of Riften, noon sunlight dripping along the mountains like cupped hands desperately dragging water from a stream, in hopes this would quench the thirst. He had found himself doing this more than he liked. His silver hair tied behind him, the world at his back, he wondered if this would all come to a peaceful end. No, he chastised himself, don't be so dramatic, Hyron. It's only a crush. He seldom found himself in these positions, heart bent over backwards for the attentions of someone who he didn't know if would or could return his feelings. But he'd found himself watching the other man in the Ragged Flagon with increasing interest over the past few weeks, the way the ginger joked with Vekel and Delvin, the way he laughed at Vex's dry humor, the sound of his laugh, gods, the sound of his laugh. It battered Hyron open entirely, the sound of that thief's laugh. Brynjolf. Gods, his name even felt right in his mouth. Brynjolf, his friend, Brynjolf, his fellow thief, Bryn… Gods. Gods, he was utterly pathetic.

Pathetic. Like a soggy, sopping wet hound back from a hunt with nothing to show for it, to a master who would only feed him half the scraps he'd saved that night as punishment for his effort. His stomach churned with the weight of it. The thought of Brynjolf rejecting him made him want to tear his hair out, the image of the man's mouth moving in such a way to say, 'I'm sorry, lad, I just don't feel the same.' Or worse, what if he laughed at him? What if he thought Hyron was a lovesick fool, unfit to handle being in the same room as him? What if he hated Hyron for this, solely on the basis that Hyron had shown one fleck of weakness in the wild portrait of his life, the intensity of the color so rotten and bare it turned all away with it? What if… "Ah, there you are, lad. I've been looking for you."

The sound of his voice made the Altmer jump. He turned, the other thief rushing to catch up to him, his guild boots - mismatched with his regular dayclothes, his blue coat wrapped around his arms - thudding the wooden boards of the bridge over the canal. "Oh." Brynjolf furrowed his brow, slowing his pace as he approached the taller man. "Something on your mind?" Hyron shook his head. "No." A moment passed between them, before the other shrugged his shoulders, taking in their surroundings with familiarity, a boredom passing into his face. "What'd'you say we head to the Bee and Barb, get something to drink?" Hyron scoffed with a frail smirk, "why not the Flagon?" Brynjolf returned the smirk with a shrug. "Need a change of scenery, of course." Much to Keerava and Talen-Jei's displeasure, they found the two thieves in their tavern, keeping a distance from the bar, choosing instead to sit by the stairs. After a couple of small drinks and a paltry meal, Brynjolf turned to Hyron, his sharp gaze not missing the slight flinch of the elf's shoulders. "Alright, come on," he said in a quiet voice, "what's on your mind, lad?" Hyron knit his brow, and Brynjolf rolled his eyes. "You've been quieter than usual, and that's saying something."

Hyron's pulse quickened. "Nothing." He paused, and before Brynjolf could interject, he piped up, "I'm adjusting to my new life. It's hard." Brynjolf thought this over, rubbing at his chin, the bristle of it against his hand making a noise that Hyron only wished could be caused by his hand in the same place on the man's face, only wished he could rub his cheek, thumb his cheekbone, run his fingers though his fire-red hair, look into his eyes so intensely it was as though staring into a chasm of ice back in Winterhold- "You seem to be doing a lot of adjusting lately. I'm guessing this has something to do with that whole Dragonborn business." Hyron nodded. A lie. It worked. "I see." Brynjolf didn't seem satisfied, leaning back in his chair, arms folded over his barrel chest. He looked towards the bar, flitting his gaze between Hyron and Keerava, before rising. A few moments passed of him exchanging quiet words with the Argonian woman, before she handed him a key. Approaching Hyron, he cocked his head quickly to the stairs. "Come on, let's talk somewhere private." His heart hammered against his chest. In his throat. No way out. Mouse. Mouse in a trap. Hyron stood there with the door behind him and the bed before and Brynjolf opening the window to let some fresh air in - as fresh as it got here - and turned back to him, noon sun golden on his skin. "Come on, out with it, lad. I know it can't just be this Dragonborn mess that's got you all worked up." Hyron swallowed hard. His chest hurt. He sat on the edge of the bed and released a loud, exasperated sigh, cradling his face in his hands. The pressure next to him told him that Brynjolf was seated right there, right there, next to him, gods, he could feel his body heat, it made Hyron dizzy. Intoxicating, the feel of the other's presence. "Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't," he grunted in his typical manner, cursing himself internally for it. He was never one for words. Never found them useful. So, instead, he remained quiet most often, but here and now with Brynjolf beside him…

"I may be in over my head with something." He finally decided that this was a conclusive enough answer. He looked through his long, golden fingers to Brynjolf, who appeared taken aback. "It's not something I'm used to." "Well, if it's debts you need settling, that's your own business, I'm afraid. We look out for each other in the Guild, but we pay our own ways." Hyron waited, then shook his head, silver eyes latched to the other. Brynjolf relaxed only momentarily, before leaning closer, intrigued. "…Oh, lad," he grinned now, a waggle of his brow catching Hyron off-guard, "is it perhaps a lady you're in trouble with?" Hyron waited. Shook his head. Brynjolf, this time, cocked his head to the side for a second before it hit him, and he nodded slow, almost sagely. "A man." Hyron nodded. "I see." The silence threw Hyron under the weight of the entire lake, an entire mountain's worth of pressure in his spine, his stomach tying furious knots, a sailor afraid of falling overboard. Before too long could pass, before the moment could fall apart, Brynjolf raked his fingers through his hair and rested his elbows against his knees, leaning forward, something bitter crossing his eyes. "I understand." What?

Hyron removed his hands from his face as the other began to speak, picking his words carefully. "I've had relationships that have gone… Well, for lack of better words to describe it, terribly. But I've also had some lovely ones. Sometimes someone comes along and everything about them tears you open like a ragged purse, reminds you of all the things you once wanted when you were a young man. I don't really chase these sorts of urges, to spill open for people, but…" Neither spoke a while. The noon crept closer to evening. Hyron watched Brynjolf and Brynjolf watched Hyron and before the Altmer could find the words for it, he cradled the other's face in his long, spindly hand, and when Brynjolf pressed his own palm against it, terror seized him that it was to push his hand away and to tell him to leave and to never come back and to forever fade from Brynjolf's memory, but now, no, he did not do that, instead the Nord ran his fingers along Hyron's and seemed to grow closer to him, closer in a way that made Hyron's stomach ache and his chest burn and bleed open with his pulse, so loud he swore the Nord heard it. It was a soft kiss, much softer than the Altmer anticipated. Brynjolf's lips were rough, not unexpected, but warm, and he was so tender with the other, so unexpectedly comforting. Hyron swore he glimpsed the gods a moment there, and he found his arms around Brynjolf's neck, deepening their kiss until he thought he might break his own nose against the other. When Brynjolf pulled away, he laughed, heartfelt and soothing. Worry turned away from Hyron's mind, no longer interested in haunting him, his eyes locked on the Nord. "The night's still young. There's loose coin for the taking, and plenty of room in this bed afterwards." The promise of more tore Hyron open with light, a burning, a brightness that he hadn't felt in so many years. All he could do was nod, and together, the pair departed, off to fill the Guild coffers with gold and their time with each other.

[myrmyrtheorca]

QUESTION TIME BUDDY (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Squalo (cause of course i gotta ask after the squ)

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

5. What's the first song that comes to mind when you think about them?

Xanxus

12. What's a headcanon you have for this character?

Yamamoto

15. What's your favorite ship for this character? (Doesn't matter if it's canon or not.)

oh look the weird squalo girl got asks about squalo wooooo who would have thooooought how do you guys still follow me? seriously am I not so obnoxious about this guy???? what are you doing here

Thank you for indulging me bud ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

2. Ok so. I apologise in advance if I get some things wrong about his canon traits because I feel like I'm REALLY bad at analysing characters, and I'm a bit self-conscious about sharing why I like them because my idea may not be totally accurate to canon. My favourite thing about Squalo has to be his sense of pride. Often in anime the prideful character is either a comic relief or their pride is extinguished the moment they're defeated, as if it's a flaw that needs to be "remodeled", reduced, and they become friends with the MC or generally feel downgraded. However Squalo wears it like a fucking badge of honour and does not ever reconsider it, and balances his responsibilities as captain and his more independent side without exaggerating. (I live off characters with strong beliefs that they bring to their grave HHHNNHHN NNOITRA THIS IS YOU)

Idk if it will make sense but he's never LESS loud, proud, or stubborn after his (many) defeats. After the Rain battle, he doesn't just fuck off defeated hating on Yams because he got outsmarted - in future arc, Squalo sees it as his responsibility to hone Yamamoto's abilities because that brat is strong in his eyes and he's pissed off Yams is not expressing his potential (not to mention the 100 matches tapes). I feel like he can respect strong people without thinking any less of himself.

There are also many other things I like about him but this is at least one of the top 3.

5. Other than his character song? brb-

12. A headcanon for Xanxus... he's one of those people that doesn't particularly care for animals (and here I mean like he won't fawn over them with a baby voice or anything, he likes them just enough) but animals ADORE him. They show themselves to be extremely friendly towards him. Why? Who knows. It applies to box animals too.

15. My favorite ship with Yamamoto. AAAAGH I'm not the biggest shipper out there but. I think it's a tie between 8027 and S80(tyl), but since I tend to ship DS I always resort to 8027 for Yams.

[moon-blanket]

Pushing myself out of my slump to listen to the new Balance audio.

Is this a direct continuation of the previous Aaron/Elliot video ? oh this is Delicious.

Aaron reassuring Elliot that they'll figure this all out, regardless of how Smartass reacts :') ooooh i love them.

Smartass set up cards to play with Elliot, because Aaron told them the good things about their past ? I'm going to lay on the floor and SOB.

He called him "El" rAAAAAH. BROTHERS !!!!!!

SMARTASS KNOWS ABOUT MAGIC ??? THEY'RE INFORMED UNEMPOWERED ???? FROM THEIR EX ???? Oh this is Interesting. Well, that makes things a little easier !! Welcome to the Club i guess, Smartass ! Hooray !

Him explaining the situation :(( "I don't know how to help him, but he's my Brother. I'm not going to let him face this alone. And I couldn't step into all of this without telling You about it." :((( And him giving Smartass the option to Not be dragged into everything, but making sure they know that he HAS to help. They can change their mind at Any time about helping.

SCENE TRANSITION NOISE WOOOOO !!! CINEMA !!!!!

Aaron saying that they All care about Sunshine oh my god i'm screaming.

Hearing all of this planning just has me sitting in Awe about how Real it all feels. You get sucked into the world so naturally. It's so cool.

Also, it makes me think that it's been Two Years-ish of CloseKnit Operation as of the Monarchial Summit. I hope Sunshine is still okay. And that Elliot actually did get his foot in the door to open a better investigation.

"You don't have to save the world, Elliot. No one can ask that of you. You are one person. It's okay to not be able to take out a nationwide organization on your own. You just have to save Them, and we're going to do that." YEAAAH AARON. Oh my god. Thank you for the reminder. Just because you have being a Main Character to hide behind for safety, doesn't mean you should do everything on your own !!!!!!

Aaron's worry behind closed doors, still checking in on Smartass about it. I agree, everything else IS so big. Even I have trouble keeping track of every nook and cranny of the magical world we've been told about. It's a VERY big leap into a VERY deep pool these two are jumping into. But they're doing it Together, I suppose that's all that counts.

Uhoh, Smartass not being Officially Informed !! All the more reason to get the paperwork after all is said and done, I guess.

(How are we only Halfway through I'm afraid)

Aaron checking up on Elliot when it all becomes overwhelming :( Him telling Smartass of El's struggles with anxiety and how he tried his best to help. Burying myself alive and crying into the Earth about this. He cares so MUCH about his brother.

And I totally get feeling like a fish-out-of-water with your emotions when you're going through something, like you aren't Feeling what you're supposed to in the moment. Ooo ough and using it to keep going and be strong for Others.

Him almost tearing up about keeping strong and getting things done for Elliot, having to clear his throat and get back to business. He's just like me fr.

And the subtle mention of the Inversion's impact with the lady at the counter. Such a good detail.

THEY CAN BE SEEN !!!! LET'S GOOO !!!

SOUTHERN ? SOUTHERN INVESTIGATOR ? Sweetheart who is this. Do you know this man. Is he cool.

Mister Southern Investigator is right :( Unfortunately nothing is ever as easy as we hope it to.

"Our team of Stealths" SWEETHEART ? Hi Sweetheart. You're my hero. I love you.

"I can't lose them, Aaron, I can't." I'M CRYIIING AHHH. Blaming it on him telling them about Magic :(( And reliving their dream and how he couldn't do anything :((

Aaron reassuring him that everything will be Okay :((

Elliot having a death grip on his phone as he tries to fall asleep on the couch HURTS. Hurts dude. And Aaron hurting every time he sees his brother on the brink of breaking down.

AARON CALLING SUNSHINE SWEET :((( SAYING THEY LAUGH A LOT AND JOKE AROUND WITH ELLIOT :(( THIS WORLD IS CRUEL. FREE SUNSHINE DUDE PLEASE LET THEM ALL BE HAPPY.

CALLING THEM A GOOD BALANCE FOR EACH OTHER. HE SAID THE THING. THE TITLE OF THEIR STORYLINE. HE SAID IT ABOUT THEM. I HAVE TO EAT RAW IRON AND STEEL ABOUT IT.

Aaron doubting his abilities to be strong for his brother, to be able to reassure him that things will turn out alright. That hug and kiss with Smartass about it. I feel the worry through the screen. :((

Unbelievable acting Mr. Redacted. i'm going to lay on a country dirt road and think about this for the next 3 business years.

[pesterloglog]

Latula Pyrope, Meenah Peixes, Kankri Vantas, Porrim Maryam, Aradiabot, Vriska Serket, Sollux Captor, Aradia Megido, Equius Zahhak, Mituna Captor, Kurloz Makara, Cronus Ampora, Feferi Peixes, Meulin Leijon, Nepeta Leijon, Eridan Ampora, Rufioh Nitram, Damara Megido, Horuss Zahhak, Karkat Vantas, Tavros Nitram, Gamzee Makara, Terezi Pyrope

Act 6, page 5427

LATULA: wooooo, 4w y34h grlz, h34rd you w3r3 st4rt1ng 4 p4rty ov3r h3r3??? >XD

MEENAH: no its not a party its...

KANKRI: Hm. I see s9me9ne has ch9sen t9 dress as a pirate f9r this party, in spite 9f the negative ass9ciati9ns that the 9ld marauding classes have with vi9lent a6use, 9ppressi9n, n9t even t9 mention

MEENAH: ARRRRRGH DUD-E GTFO

LATULA: yo porr1m! n1c3 costum3! w4y to ch4ng3 1nto someth1ng on such short not1ce. H1 F1V3!!!!

PORRIM: What? No+, this isn't a co+stume. It's just what I was wearing. I came o+ver here to+ see what all the co+mmo+ti+n was about.

LATULA: d4mn grl you just look1ng f1n3 for th3 h3ll of 1t th3n! GRL POW3R!!!

PORRIM: Uh... sure. So+ this is a party? So+unds like fun!

MEENAH: no its not a party gfd 38(

ARADIABOT: lets annihilate them

ARADIABOT: yes lets. i am in the m00d t0 ruin s0meb0dy

VRISKA: Right on! I knew I could count on you crazy metal 8roads for some mayhem.

SOLLUX: hey aradia, uh... y0ur rob0 clones l0ok like they're ab0ut to flip the fuck 0ut. they're making me nervous, eheheh. can you try talking s0me sense into them?

ARADIA: sorry sollux my robotic duplicates have always been free agents totally exempt from my influence and better judgement

ARADIA: equius do you think you can calm them down?

EQUIUS: D --> They are pernickety devices

EQUIUS: D --> Often sweat seeps into their circuitry and causes them to behave more erratically

EQUIUS: D --> Which unfortunately only causes me to sweat even more profusely, I am afraid

ARADIA: equius weve never talked about it but im not sure how comfortable i am with you um... courting such a great plurality of my mechanical doubles

EQUIUS: D --> On a scale of 1 to 100, how depraved would you say you find my behavior?

EQUIUS: D --> (please be 100, please be 100...)

ARADIA: i never should have kissed you that time it was such a mistake :(

EQUIUS: D --> (I NEED A TOWEL)

EQUIUS: D --> (A NEW ONE I MEAN)

MITUNA: HA7H 4NYW0NG 533N MY H4ML37

KURLOZ: :o)

MITUNA: 000H WH04 N1C3 C057UM3 8UDDY

KURLOZ: :o)

CRONUS: (be quiet. by saying anything youre really making a horrible impression on people we should be trying to impress here.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY

CRONUS: (ill forgivwe you, but this is the last time i evwer do. im at my vwits end with you.)

MITUNA: 1M 50RRY PL3453 PL3453 F04G1V3 M3 4G4IN

FEFERI: GLUB! (whoops, i mean glub. oh gosh, it's my ancestor!)

FEFERI: (i'm so nervous, i can't let her notice me. she's so unbubbleivably cool! *swoonami*)

MEENAH: (ah snap its my ancestor. wish i didnt notice her)

MEENAH: (must... suppress... urge... to murder her for royal supremacy omg)

MEULIN: (^·ω·^) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (^·o·^)/ < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

NEPETA: :33 < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

MEULIN: (=^ω^=) < 333333333!!!!!!!!!

ERIDAN: wwhoa man could you maybe stop bumpin me wwith your codpiece

CRONUS: sorry chief, honest misake. so are you doing anything later?

ERIDAN: wwait are you actually seriously hittin on me

ERIDAN: wwoww dude evven i think youre trash

CRONUS: im a cool enough cat if you get to know me. you didnt ansvwer the question.

ERIDAN: sigh fine lets go out on a date i guess. flippin amazin this tragic scenarios wwhat i been reduced to

MEENAH: H-EY! everyone stay on the right goddamn sides. cronus im lookin at you

VRISKA: Yeah! Nepeta, 8ack in line. You people need to start taking this 8rawl more seriously.

RUFIOH: yo my gangstas! d1d 1 hear you were go1ng off to f1ght a ghost k1ll1ng demon...

RUFIOH: m1nd 1f 1 tag along... 1've been hop1ng for a chance to put an end to my cruel joke of an ex1stence... haha... bangarang.

VRISKA: Hell yes! On this team I have a MAJOR need for expenda8le people.

MEULIN: (^·o·^) HORSEBODY!RUFIOH, DON'T BE SUCH A DOWNER! DIDN'T YOU GET THE MEOWMO? THIS IS NOT A CATFIGHT, IT'S A COSTUME PURRTY!!!

MEENAH: no no it really is a catfight. or i mean a regular fight... urrgh

KANKRI: Meulin, it w9uld 6e great if y9u didn't use this party as a platf9rm t9 engage in suicide shaming. I think Rufi9h is triggered en9ugh as it is having t9 live with the hein9us 69dy 9f a metal h9rse.

DAMARA: これは何? ハロウィーンの乱交? [What is this? A Halloween orgy?]

VRISKA: Are you fuckers deaf???????? This 8n't a party!

MEULIN: (^._.^) ...

PORRIM: Ho+rrus, yo+ur o+utfit lo+o+ks nice, but so+rry to+ say it was a false alarm. It's no+t a co+ stume party.

HORUSS: 8=D < This isn't a costume. I am literally a majestic stallion, and my appearance refle% this noble reality.

PORRIM: Ah. Go+tcha. Hey guys, can I be o+n the o+ther team?

KANAYA: Yes!

MEENAH: no!!!!!!!!!!

KARKAT: THIS GATHERING HAS COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY MY ABILITY TO TOLERATE STUPIDITY AND AWFULNESS. GET ME THE FUCK OUTTA HERE.

KARKAT: GOD DAMN IT. THE CROWD IS GETTING TOO THICK, I CAN'T EVEN GET AWAY FROM THIS SHIT. EVERYBODY FUCKING MOVE!!!

TAVROS: eXCUSE ME, oTHER PEOPLE,

TAVROS: wHO ARE ME, aND OTHERWISE,

GAMZEE: honk.

TAVROS: hAVE YOU SEEN, a BEAUTIFUL TREASURE ON THE FLOOR,

TAVROS: tHAT IS MORE SPECIFICALLY A RING,

TEREZI: K4RK4T, SHUT UP, TH1S 1S GR34T!

TEREZI: W3 N33D TO G3T MOR3 P3OPL3 J4MM3D 1NTO TH1S SW33T F1GHTP4RTY M4SQU3R4D3! >:]

[arabellas]

could we get a tutorial of the tinder gifset then? it is soooo good

absolutely! unfortunately tumblr only let's to upload 30 photos per post, so now i'm posting the first gif tutorial since it was the most requested one! pls let me know if anyone wants a tutorial of other gifs <3

anyways, here's my tinder profile gif tutorial! (can be found here and here)

alright, let's start with making the gif. my gif's size is 540x540, after coloring, sharpening, etc. here's what I've got (also let me know if anyone wants a coloring tutorial!):

next, let's make the little square frame inside of it using the rectangular marquee tool:

so, add a new layer and using the tool create a square in the center of the gif. my square's size is 410x410. next up, left click > stroke :

and adjust the settings to your liking. here are mine:

(btw don't worry if it's not perfectly in the center, you can adjust that by pressing ctrl + a while you have selected the layer, then clicking layer on the top of the screen in the menu > align layers to selection > vertical centers and then horizontal centers)

next up, duplicate this layer! right click on the layer > duplicate layer:

now you should have two layers. for the bottom one, set it to difference setting:

for the top one, right click > blending options > gradient overlay

my settings were something like this, but you can play around until you're happy with how it looks:

now you should have something like this:

now the fun part! right click on that top layer that has the gradient overlay on > convert to smart object

and set the layer to color:

and there we go, we have a sexy gradient border/ frame/ whatever it is!!

next up, adding the text and little icons. so, I used this template for all of that, highly recommend it! all I did was play around with the text, I think I just used arial font and placed the job and location icons next to the text. then I placed the swiping icons onto my gif and centered them, so it here's what I've got now:

I think it's looking really cute but I wanted the icons to match the whole color scheme, so we're gonna do the same what we did with the frame to make it gradient. so what we're gonna do first is convert these 2 layers to a smart object to make things easier for us. select both layers > right click > convert to smart object:

now that we just have to deal with one layer, let's duplicate it (also renamed it to icons, so it's less confusing). right click > duplicate layer. we'll make one layer black and white, because it has some green, blue and red colors and we don't want that if we're sticking to our specific color scheme:

below the layers click on the little circle in the middle:

and select vibrance (you can also do this with black white, but since it's just simple little icons we need to make b&w, it's a little bit quicker):

my settings were these:

now let's select our bottom icons layer and the vibrance layer, right click > convert to smart object:

our icons are b&w now! now let's work with our top layer. select it > right click > blending options > gradient overlay

it's basically just like what we did with the border/ frame thingy, adjust the gradient settings to your liking, click okay and then once again right click on the top layer > convert to smart object > make sure the setting is color:

and now make sure the bottom layer's setting is difference:

and guess what?? we're done with our first gif wooooo!!

as I've mentioned in the beginning, tumblr lets to upload 30 photos per post, so I cannot include tutorials for all 4 gifs, but let me know if you'd like one with some other gif and I can totally do that. I'm pretty bad at explaining stuff, so please let me know if you have any questions!! hope this was helpful and have fun making gifs!! <3

[taliskermortem]

okay, rewatch/full watch thoughts - episode 8

under the cut because its long and i dont want to bore you all

don’t talk to me about junseong beelining it straight for seongho’s room as soon as he wakes up and then... holding his hand? on the way out? what was that

seonwoo saying he feels like he has to ‘repay’ yoonghee for always calling him with a date is one of the main reasons i don’t like him tbh, this isn’t about owing people its about finding a connection and if that’s how you’re viewing it then it’s never going to work and you’re just leading people on for no good reason

junseong panicking about his appearance just to ask seongho for a date is adorable... and yoonghee helping him is so cute

hyeongjoonie is so shy and awakward bless him, waiting for seongho to leave and double checking the mission card

not minseong stress smoking trying to figure out what the hell to do, i wonder at what point he realised it wasn’t actually first come first serve like hyeongjin implied it was

hyeongjoon is a bigger person than i could ever be

minseong has some serious guts tbh not sure i could sit down and eat a meal with someone i'm rejecting but he must have seriously made up his mind because there’s not really a way back from this for these two i think but who knows maybe the voicemail he left hyeongjin will soften the blow

but wow is hyeongjin perceptive, like he knew straight away something wasn’t right before minseong even said anything but he was very gracious about it

ugh I feel so bad for jeongwook, no one even considered asking him and he was just bounced around between people without anyone really telling him what was going on – i think he was looking forward to spending some time with hyeongjoon because they do seem to get along really well

junseong and seongho leaving with absolutely zero fuss? living for it

JUNSEONGHO DATE:

HOT PACK BOY I'M DYING

starting the date by insulting his hoodie? totally valid

not both of them trying to match the other with their outfits

seongho calling him out for being obvious

seongho straight up talking with his mouth full like they are so comfortable with each other i cannot handle this

seongho: “when the cat comes, i push it away… then my cat comes to be again” junseong: “so poor, it’s similar to me” i'm dead

both of them being neverous that outside of the house it would be uncomfortable between them and then realising its exactly the same as if they were just lying on the bed and chatting again

junseong saying he wants to leave quickly so he can have seongho’s phone number has me dying

junseong remembering from the first date that seongho likes desert boy has been gone from the very start

(on a side note koreans and cheese makes me nervous okay they do things with cheese that scare me)

exCUSE ME that bossy conversation, let’s talk about it romorrow? whaaaat

god the fact that they are able to talk to each other about how they feel, that seongho isn’t afraid to talk about seonwoo and junseong respects his feelings, that’s wild to me

WAIT FOR THE VOICE MESSAGES SEONGHO YOU WANT HIM DEAD

junseong already being worrying about not being able to give seongho all his attention when they leave the house i cannot believe how gone this boy is

JUNSEONG WHAT ARE THOSE SHOES THOSE ARE THE UGLIEST THINGS I'VE EVER SEEN

did these two do anything other than walk by the sea and eat food? (kind of hoping they did and we get some behind the scenes like we did when jeongwook and hyeongjoon when to the arcade)

walking. with. his arm. around. him.

yeah that image of them silhouetted against sunset? not processing that today

YOONGHEE AND SEONWOO DATE:

okay seonwoo has annoyed me before they even got in the car with his whole ‘wooooo’ thing. just stop.

yoongheeeeeee you deserve so much better im sorry

honestly, at this point i would rather seonwoo was outwardly possessive of seongho, like show some depth to those feelings you claim to have, at least that would come across as genuine this people pleasing act is getting exhausting

not sure how i feel about them going to personal places tbh, i know hyeongjin and jeongwook go to his house later too but yeah, not sure what i think about it

for a second there i thought yoonghee was going to say he had a nut allergy

wow seonwoo way to bring down the mood

god this is awkward, i wasn’t expecting it to be this awkward

god i feel sorry for yoonghee

yeah yoonghee you’re the ace

seonwoo is just incredible insecure isn’t he and like i get it but bro

also how is yoonghee more mature than a guy 12 years his senior

wow just say yes or no… seonwoo proceeds to give no answer at all… and now yoonghee wont give up again this poor kid just let him go i beg

guy just keeps asking why yoonghee is into him, please stop looking for compliments i'm begging you its embarrassing now

“will you really answer it” okay thank god yoonghee can see through his bullshit even just a little

“i want to rely on him” fuck you seonwoo

MINSEONG AND HYEONGJOON DATE:

THE CUDDLING ON THE SOFA HELP

[teresashiho]

15 Questions Meme

Wooooo, another tag from @raichana for an OC meme :D

Rules: Answer the 15 questions as your OC or yourself. Tag up to 15 people.

I tag @barefootfriar @jabbloo and anyone else who wants to do it!

Teach me more about your characters! Please!

Are you named after anyone?

Koray: Dunno, never asked. Eliana: No, I don't think so. Kyo: Why yes, my mother named me after a mighty king from eons ago. It's very fitting, don't you think? Reuel: Yeah, I was named after one of my great-grandfathers. Aysuna: Not that I was told.

When was the last time you cried?

Koray: None of your business! Eliana: A lot of nights I cry myself to sleep... but it's okay! I'm totally fine! Kyo: A King does not cry. Reuel: Just last week, haha. It's good to cry once in a while! Aysuna: It's been a while... I'm pretty good at holding it back.

Do you have kids?

Koray: I guess... but we're not really close. Eliana: Koray and I have a daughter, but she was taken from us... I wish we could have seen her grow up. Kyo: My daughter Malika! She's a wonderful young lady, and I'll make sure that she succeeds me on the throne one day. Reuel: Nope! Aysuna: No, never really thought about it.

Do you use sarcasm?

Koray: Well, yeah. Eliana: Once in a while, haha. Kyo: I don't know, DO I use sarcasm? Reuel: Here and there. Aysuna: All the time!

What’s the first thing you notice about others?

Koray: Whether or not they're strong. Eliana: Their eyes! Its still so weird that everyone has such vibrant eye colours. Kyo: How they carry themselves. You can learn a lot about someone by paying attention to their mannerisms, and will gives you an edge against them. Reuel: I guess whether or not someone's uncomfortable? I'm a big guy, and it makes some people nervous, so I wanna make sure I'm not scaring someone by accident. Aysuna: Nothing at first... but I always pay attention to how people treat me after they find out I'm a healer. Too many people get weird about it...

What’s your eye colour?

Koray: Red, obviously. Eliana: I had brown eyes, but after I became a child of Xidon they turned red! Isn't that cool! Kyo: Red, of course. Reuel: Silver. Aysuna: Green!

Scary stories or happy endings?

Koray: I doubt you can scare me, but go ahead and try! Eliana: Happy endings. The world feels scary enough right now. Kyo: Either is fine. Reuel: Happy endings! Its good to be reminded that there's hope. Aysuna: Scary stories! Tell me something exciting and thrilling!

Any special talents?

Koray: Well, I was considered the strongest warrior back home. Eliana: I'm a pretty good sharpshooter! Won a few competitions when I was younger. Kyo: I'm talented at everything! Reuel: Oh, I don't think I'm that talented at anything... I mean, I could control the weather if I focus really hard, so I guess that's special, but my dad's waaaay better at it than me. Aysuna: Healing, I guess. Wasn't really given the chance to be good at anything else.

Where were you born?

Koray: A small village. Nothing else to say about it. Eliana: Uhhhh, I really shouldn't talk about it. Sorry. Kyo: The palace, of course! I was even born on a clear day, in the early afternoon, when the sun was at it's peak. A good omen from the mighty Xidon. Reuel: My family has always lived in the old capitol, high up in the mountains, so I was born there. Aysuna: I was born in a village in the woods. Sometimes I miss it there, things felt quieter.

What are your hobbies?

Koray: I enjoy dancing... but don't go telling everyone! It's none of their business! Eliana: I love playing board games! It used to be tough to find people to play with, but now I'm surrounded by lots of nice people! Kyo: I have no time for trivial activities. Reuel: I love to cook! When I was a kid, I used to sneak into the kitchen and cook with the staff. It was nice of them to indulge me, haha. Aysuna: I couldn't pick just one! When was younger, I wasn't given the opportunity to do much, so now I'm making up for lost time! Last week I was playing chess and learning to play the guitar. Who knows what I'll be doing next week!

Do you have any pets?

(Not me coming up with this one the spot, haha) Koray: No, but there used to be a big dog on the farm my parents worked at. Maybe one day I'll get one of my own. Eliana: Nope. Kyo: The royal family owns a wonderful menagerie that features many exotic animals from around the world. I suppose they could be considered my "pets." Reuel: Not officially, but there are a few stray cats in the area that come by for food and pets. Aysuna: I've thought about surprising Reuel with a cat of our own, but I think he loves the strays too much.

What sports do you play/have played?

Koray: Used to play some on the street with my cousins. Eliana: I played the usual sports you do in school, but didn't play any after that. Kyo: I played sports once in a while when I was a child, but it wasn't something that interested me. Reuel: I played a couple, but my size gave me such an advantage, that no one wanted to play against me. Aysuna: I wasn't allowed to play sports... healing takes a lot of stamina, especially when you're young and inexperienced, so I wasn't allowed to do anything physically demanding.

How tall are you?

Koray: Who cares? (he's 5'11") Eliana: 5'7" last I checked. Kyo: I suggest you drop this subject. (he's 5'4" and very sensitive about it) Reuel: 6'7" if you can believe it! It comes from my dad's side, everyone's crazy tall, even the women. Aysuna: Only 5'3" but I don't mind too much.

Favourite subject in school?

Koray: It was boring, so I always left. Eliana: Everyone else hated it, but I kinda liked math! It's logical and straightforward. Kyo: I did not attend "school" as the commoners do, I had private tutors of course. Though I suppose the most interesting topic of study was Law. You'd be amazed what you can get away with if you know the law's intricacies! Reuel: I was home schooled, which wasn't very fun, but I did enjoy history! Its really cool to learn about how the world used to be. Aysuna: I loved art! I used to use my gift to shape plants into cool shapes and figures.

Dream job?

Koray: I don't think about that stuff. Eliana: My dream has always been to travel the world! I'd take any job that would allow me to do that. Kyo: I'm a King, there is no better "job" than that. Reuel: I dunno, I guess something where I can meet lots of people. Aysuna: Never got to think about it. Once my ability to heal developed, there was only one career I could pursue... though sometimes I wonder what I might have done if I'd had a choice.

[obsessivepaladin]

Wooooo! I finally got around to writing again! I’ve missed it!

Anyhoo, I’ve started writing a fanfic for Dragon Age, and the first chapter’s out on all the websites I post on. I’m leaving a link for the Ao3 version here, and I’m also posting it here, under the cut.

Here's a little description:

Up to this point in her life, things have not exactly been going her way. The girl couldn't catch a break in Ferelden, and there's no way she'll catch a break in Kirkwall. She knows better than to hope for too much, because her sister is Marian Hawke, and Marian always manages to attract trouble. Nevertheless, this young woman plans to live her life the way she wants. She doesn't care if the Maker put her there for a reason, and the Maker can suck it. She'll smile, she'll wave a dagger around, and she'll put one foot in front of the other until she can breathe without causing some war or another. Elizabeth "Eliza" Hawke's first goal is to survive the Templars, and then she'll move on to do what she can: her fucking best, damn it.

This fic will follow the storylines of Dragon Age II and Dragon Age: Inquisition with mention of events that took place in Dragon Age: Origins. There may be DLC content as well, and I'll try to mark it as I realize I'm using it. Also, as this fic is written, I'll post pictures of the Dragon Age Keep tapestry for the world state. I'm writing as I go and kind of planning as I go, so I might be making changes and editing as I go, too. Hopefully, it won't be anything too big, but I'll let you guys know if I make any major changes! I have a broad plan in place right now, and I'm hoping it turns out as well as it's going in my head… 😂

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy!

9:40 Dragon || Kirkwall || Family Residence

Getting dragged through the halls of your own home is not an overly entertaining activity. It certainly doesn’t help when those dragging you are not family or friends, but unknown, armed soldiers. Each one had the image of a sun on their armor, and Elizabeth was more than aware of what this meant for her and her family. So, if she wasn’t being a total smartass, she kept her mouth shut. Whatever these people wanted to know, she wasn’t going to tell them. Someone’s happiness, freedom, and possibly life hung in the balance; she was willing to deal with a little late-night interrogation to make sure they left her big sister alone.

“Could I at least have the chance to change?” She asked with a sigh. “It’s the ass-crack of dawn, and I’m not exactly dressed to see the Seeker, you know?”

The men gripping her arms had been listening to similar comments for a while already, and they knew nothing they said would get her to stop, so they didn’t answer.

“Personally,” The woman continued, scrambling to keep up with the men’s long strides. “I’d rather not be stuck in an interrogation without my smallclothes.”

One of the men stumbled, causing the shorter woman to laugh.

“You really didn’t notice?” She asked. “How did you not notice? I mean, I know I’m a founding member of the Itty-bitty Titty Commity, but are they really that small? Ouch, way to hurt a woman’s pride, boys…”

The other man groaned, gripping her arm a bit tighter. “Maker’s breath, woman! Would you please —”

“Shut up?” she finished. “Hell no! You, again, forcefully dragged me out of my bed at the ass-crack of dawn! I don’t know you, I’m being interrogated without being told what for, I’m being forced into this without my undergarments — kind of embarassing, by the way — and I’m fucking tired. I’ll talk as much as I damn well please! Besides, I’m hilarious.”

Conversation between the three took a break as they approached the next room. There was light in there, and Elizabeth, for one, wanted to see the Seeker that had the audacity to break into her house like this. Then, to her surprise, she heard a grunt downstairs. She clenched her jaw, and she listened.

“I’ve had gentler invitations…”

Elizabeth turned to look at the men next to her, her eyebrows furrowed. “That better not be who I think it is.”

Then, they walked through the door. As the three approached the stairs, she could see that a stone chair had been moved to the center of the foyer. A certain blonde dwarf was sitting there, gently rubbing his nose. She wasn’t sure whether she should be a smartass and smirk at the lone dwarf, or glare at the men who had started to drag her down the steps. Clinging to the familiar, she chose the first.

“Varric Tethras!” She paused for a moment, making sure her feet landed flat on the ground as they reached the ground floor.

Then, her baby blues met a set of hazel eyes. “It’s about time you showed up!”

She watched the flurry of emotions and thoughts flash in his eyes. Then, as quickly as it started, it ended.

He smirked right back at her. “What can I say? I had to make a good entrance.”

The two men pulled her to a stop, but they didn’t let her go. The three stood just to the left of Varric, next to the wall, and the men continued to keep their strong grips on Elizabeth’s arms. She tried not to give away how nervous she was.

She tilted her head to the side, raising an eyebrow. “Fashionably late? I’d say that trope is a bit cliche, wouldn’t you?”

The man on her left gave her arm a firm squeeze, and she winced. Varric’s smile fell.

Elizabeth glared up at the man, giving him a well-earned raspberry. Needless to say, he was not amused. He snarled as she continued to stick her tongue out at him, and he used his other hand to wipe the spit from his face.

Varric, meanwhile, glanced around the room. Nothing had been touched. Well, except for Elizabeth and himself.

“So,” He turned to look in front of him at the sound of footsteps. “Who do we have to thank for the housecall?”

When a dark-haired woman walked through the nearest door, Elizabeth stuck her tongue back where it belonged. She gave the stranger her full attention.

“I am Cassandra Pentaghast, Seeker of the Chantry.”

The woman, Cassandra, glanced at the men holding Elizabeth back. She nodded her head to the door behind her, and they let go. She didn’t even wait for the men to make it out of the room; Elizabeth instantly moved to Varric’s side, rubbing her upper arms softly.

“And, just…” Varric chuckled, never taking his eyes off Cassandra. “… what are you seeking?”

He tapped the side of Elizabeth’s knee. She sat on the arm of his chair. Cassandra rose an eyebrow at the action, but she had more important things to discuss.

“The Champion.” Cassandra answered.

Varric examined his fingernails with a hum. Elizabeth took one of his hands in her own and took a calming breath.

She met Cassandra’s hard gaze with ease as Varric asked, “Which one?”

She nodded in agreement. “Sorry, Cass, you’re gonna have to be a lot more specific than that.”

When the Seeker snarled and started stomping towards the two, Varric instinctually scooted farther back in his seat, and Elizabeth did the same, gripping his hand tighter.

“You know exactly why I’m here!” Cassandra shouted.

She grabbed a book from a nearby table as she walked, and she threw it at them. It had already been open and, after smacking Varric in the face, it fell onto his lap with the same pages pointing upwards.

The instant that Cassandra reached for her dagger, Elizabeth’s hand slipped into her opposite sleeve. Cassandra pointed her blade at Varric’s neck. Elizabeth stood up, and she held a small, smooth, polished stick at Cassandra’s face. Elizabeth’s face had dropped into a glare, and the stick she held began to spark with strands of electricity.

“You touch him, and you’re leaving this house in an urn.” Elizabeth’s knuckles began to turn white. “Or maybe a bucket. I’m not picky, Seeker.”

The women stared each other down for a moment. Then, Cassandra growled. She flipped her blade away from Varric’s throat and stabbed it through the book in his lap.

“Time to start talking, dwarf…”

She glanced at Elizabeth. “… Miss Hawke.”

She took a few steps back, crossing her arms. “They tell me the two of you are good at it.”

Elizabeth kept her glare, watching as Cassandra leaned back against the far wall. Only when Varric gave her hand a gentle squeeze did she lower her weapon. She slowly lowered herself back onto the arm of Varric’s chair, and she turned to the book in his lap.

“Well…”

She pulled the dagger from the book as Varric chuckled awkwardly.

“What do you want to know?” He asked.

“Everything.” Cassandra demanded. “Start at the beginning.”

Then, after heaving a sigh, Varric started narrating.

Elizabeth knew the story by heart; she’d been told the story, she’d read the story, and she’d heard it at the Hanged Man so many times before.

Lothering was overrun with darkspawn, it was burning, and you could smell the smoke from miles away. The eldest Hawke was battle-ready, staff in hand. The younger Hawkes, the triplets, were the same, one with a sword, one with a staff, one with a pair of daggers and a little stick that she called a “wand.” They fought hard, slaying every monster in sight. “We can’t keep this up forever.” One of the triplets, Bethany, said. “Neither can they.” The eldest sister, Marian, replied. “Then we fight.” The eldest triplet, Carver, declared. “Maybe we’ll get lucky,” The youngest triplet, little Eliza, chuckled. “and they’ll run out of darkspawn!” Fire and ice flew from the tips of staffs. Darkspawn blood coated Carver’s blade. Elizabeth used her wand to disappear from view, slashing at her enemies from behind. Then, the ogre came. In almost no time at all, the triplets brought it to its knees. Then, Marian used her mage abilities to rip the foul creature in half. But their troubles weren’t over. Carver sagged a bit, short on breath. “There’s no end to them…” Then, the dragon appeared.

Just as the tale of the Hawkes’ escape from Lothering was reaching its climax, Cassandra interrupted it with a wave of her hand.

“Bullshit!” She declared. “That’s not what really happened.”

Elizabeth just hummed, and Varric shook his head.

“Does that not match the story you’ve heard, Seeker?” He asked.

The woman shook her head and began to pace. “I am not interested in stories. I came to hear the truth.”

Varric snorted, sitting up from his slouched position. “What makes you think I know the truth?”

“Don’t lie to me!” She shouted, pointing a finger at the duo. “You knew her even before she became the Champion!”

Then, Cassandra jabbed a finger into Elizabeth’s chest. “And you, you’re her baby sister!”

“Even if I did…” Varric slowly, softly, pushed the Seeker’s arm away from Elizabeth. “… and even if she is, we don’t know where she is now.”

Cassandra shook her head, turning around and pressing her fingers to her forehead.

“Do you have any idea what’s at stake here?” Her voice sounded almost tired.

“Let me guess.” Varric began. “Your precious Chantry’s fallen to pieces and put the entire world on the brink of war?”

She turned back to look at the dwarf, her face hard.

“And you need the one person who could help you put it back together.” He finished.

Cassandra began pacing again, her eyes never wandering. “The Champion was at the heart of it when it all began. If you can’t point me to her, tell me everything you know.”

Varric leaned forward, resting one arm on a knee and absentmindedly rubbing Elizabeth’s knuckles with his other hand. “You aren’t worried I’ll just make it up as I go?”

“Not at all.” Cassandra’s reply was instant.

Cassandra’s gaze flicked between the eyes of the two in the chair. Elizabeth’s and Varric’s were glued to the Seeker’s. After a few moments, Elizabeth sighed and looked down at Varric. The dwarf nodded, and the two leaned onto the back of the chair.

“You’ll need to hear the whole story.”

[rainey-staerie-daize]

Was thinking about something the other day, and the post I just reblogged just reminded me about it...

Do I have commitment issues? And do they stem from the fact I never quite felt permanent as a kid?

I'm autistic, which means I was predestined to kinda suck at making or keeping friends. But on top of that, I was moved schools more than once in elementary. I didn't want to, but moving houses changed what I was zoned for. I got used to not having a permanent set of peers.

I stayed in the same middle school all three years, but everyone had history with each other that I didn't. I felt like an outsider. I wanted to go to the same school as a friend from elementary, but my mom forgot to sign me up, so that didn't happen.

Stayed in the same high school all four years. It was a Magnet school, so what I was zoned for didn't matter. I craved moving schools again, though. Stability seemed boring at that point, and at least I could still go to class when I woke up late if I went to the one within walking distance. The school I went to was across town and I had no ride if I missed the bus.

I wasn't close to anyone in high school. There were people I considered friends, sure, but it finally clicked that they were acquaintances and nothing more when none of them showed up to my sweet 16. Didn't help that they could hang out after school on a regular basis, and I lived across town. I once ran into a classmate outside of the 99¢ store when Mom and I had just picked up Roxie, and it was a total trip to me! I forgot that that's a thing that just happens when you're in the same neighborhood as your school.

I brought up moving schools to my mom when I started living with her more and my dad less, but she was like "but it's a Magnet school! And you'd be leaving your friends behind!"

Bitch, what friends? And I got bored with the Magnet program halfway through freshman year. She switched my sister's school, though, and she was happy where she was!

I graduated high school and attended a university. The parties didn't always have the same people because the school population was huge. The campus was like a small city. Fresh faces every day, except for my classes, but I didn't socialize much in those. No point in making friends if they're gonna leave my life anyway.

Now I use VR. VRChat is one of my favorite apps. The social environment is similar to my university: good luck running into anyone you know. Sure, I have about a hundred "friends," but good luck at catching them online. Only about five of them are online at a time. It feels a little empty sometimes, but I would take that as a sign to take the headset off and get some sleep.

I've started using an app called Banter more recently. It's newer, so there are fewer users. And there is an event system in place, kinda like my university's events and parties. I see a similar group of people almost every time. Most don't have previous history because they met in Banter. The few that do aren't people that are online a ton, I'm pretty sure.

I've started getting closer to a person or two in both VR apps. And I find making plans to meet up with them both exciting (because I like hanging out with them) and nerve-wracking (for the discussed reasons, I suspect). Like, holy crap, what if I do something to fuck up our relationship? And they no longer want to be my friend? I can't be saved by moving away. That's not a thing in VR!

So I might have a fear of commitment. Woo. And they're not even romantic relationships!

And I wonder if that fear extends to why I feel bad about picking a major, too. WoOoOo!

And all this also means that I have no frame of reference for how a friendship is even supposed to be. Like, is #3 being clingy? Or is he being normal and I'm being avoidant? I have no fucking clue!

I needed therapy fucking years ago.

[finallyfinishingfinalfantasy]

7th of May - Wakka Wakka, eh eh.

I think I forgot to save my game last night.

Reflecting on last night: I'm not quite emotionally invested just yet, but also I'm only an hour into it, to be fair. Let's see if I can recap what's happened so far:

A young man starts off his evening playing a game that seems to be a combination of basketball/dodgeball that also features a giant, levitating sphere of water. I have a feeling this water is sentient.

The young man (I chose the name, I went with Diego, I'm back on my Spanish journey). Diego seems very good at holding his breath. This may or may not be important later.

Suddenly, the city is attacked! By a bunch of genital monsters!

Diego fends them off with the help of his friend Auron, who gives him a sword and is also kinda cute, generally helpful but also deeply fucking cryptic?

After fighting the demons/monsters off, there's a general confusion - full disclosure, I don't totally remember what happened but Diego is in some sort of underworld? He's swimming around a whole bunch of ruins, makes a fire and falls asleep.

Diego has a weird dream about a goblin/small child who makes fun of him (not sure about this?) for crying.

He then gets rescued by a lady (I assume? They have tits?) who speaks a strange language (which is very irritating because it's not translated).

He then has to start working for this lady (?) so he doesn't get killed by her gang (??). They (Diego and his new lady [?] friend) go to an ancient underwater ruin to search for power (???).

I've missed something, I'm sure.

NOTES

I did indeed forget to save my game.

Diego continues to be very good at holding his breath.

That tablet thing in the underwater ruins looks ancient, why is he banging on it?!

Do the Final Fantasy games have themes? Like this one seems to have a maritime theme?

Wooooo! I beat that octopus-looking motherfucker.

Diego eating sounds fucking disgusting.

The lady (?) has a name: Rikku.

What the fuck is Al Bhed?

I KNEW IT, WE'RE IN THE FUTURE.

Autosave has ruined me, saving every chance I get.

Wakka! I know him from Kingdom Hearts! ^__^

Side-note: is he voiced by John DiMaggio?

Side-side-note: is he speaking in patois?

Side-side-side-note: is he trying to fuck Diego?!

I have a CHOICE: 'I don't know any prayers'.

My kingdom for a save point! This fucking village.