#also I saw someone say they thought the river was the song that in that scene Daisy changes the whole song except for one line Billy wrote

[cabeswaterdrowned]

it just clicked for me that the way more fun to miss is impossible woman you were gone is turn it off two against three is a hope like you etc. the river is supposed to be chasing the night at least partly

[aakaneeee]

well people. . It's time, aka Akane's monthly revival because there's Luka content. And gosh do I have a lot to say about this. Except.. I'm not going to market these as theories, but as predictions. I think as an og fan I've seen enough to be this confident in my abilities LOL

Quickly, I'd like to address the lyrics and the title, because I will reference it later and I don't want to have to explain mid-prediction.

Wiege has two meanings, and both are so fitting:

1. Cradle. It feels.. perfect, for me. It makes so much sense. Luka was a cold child.. but I'd like to say only physically. I feel like he genuinely warmed up towards Hyuna and Hyunwoo as a child. And I'm going to bring an idea that might get me a bit of backlash but.. I've gotten worse, and that is, that Hyuna is at fault for Luka's approach on his feelings. (Audience boos) From the little we know about Hyunwoo, I feel like Hyuna treated both him and Luka.. at least a little bit similarly. Or at least, Luka couldn't discern a difference, if there was any. Luka is a tube baby, he probably doesn't know (and I am not babying him here, I'd like to add!) what "siblings" he has. For him, affection might just be all and the same. Yes, it wasn't Hyuna's responsibility to teach him, but I feel like a hint was there "Your life is mine", and she could've explained, in a way. But, back to our discussion, Hyuna was Luka's cradle. She burns as bright as the sun, while he's colder. But most importantly, she was his only true friend (Considering I don't think his relationship with Hyunwoo was extremely close, even though they were 'friends'), someone he thought truly cared about him. Hyuna was Luka's cradle, holding him close, comfortable... until at one point, he outgrows that cradle (Hyunwoo's death).

And the second meaning, beginning. In the picture we got, Luka is centered, he's in the middle.. but he's so small, and overshadowed by the tree. Luka is the best performer of the ANAKT, always first, but has no friends. But perhaps, he was better that way. Then, Hyuna comes, and it's a new beginning. He's finally not alone. What I've noticed in the new banner, Luka is missing, but across the tree trunk, in his place, is a taller shadow. Perhaps, a shadow of who Luka was, hopefully still left in there. Or, the other way around, it symbolizes his real self being left there.

And the lyrics:

When I close my eyes,

Play in paradise.

These, to me, remind me of the interview where Luka said his favorite game was hide and seek. In a way, his whole ANAKT life was a game of hide and seek: hiding all the time, but no one trying to seek him. Until Hyuna did, and found him. Something that intrigues me is the "paradise", which to me sounds like what Mizi once said: Dying in competition means returning to the Great Anakt, which I suppose is to them like Heaven.. or Paradise. This will be important later, so remember it.

And now, my predictions for the HyuLuka episode

! First of all, I think the song will be lullaby-like. When I first saw this teaser, with the lyrics, as weird as it sounds, it reminded me of Richard's song in The Hero in TAWOG, a song that always gets me to cry for some reason, and I've been really stuck on that . It would be interesting, because it would fit Luka's voice (as does everything else), but probably not Hyuna's, even though 6FU; would eat it.. which to me, sounds like their "love", where Luka loves her, but it isn't returned. I'd love to see more German in it than just in the title. And considering the nostalgic, pastel, very cutesy artstyle (that reminds me of the memory part from Jordan River animation!), it seems very viable. But the art style is also noisy, which gives an unsettling vibe. It feels like a 2020's dreamcore wallpaper.

I might be crazy, but the hand holding the flower (with only 3 stamens, like the 3 friends) looks dark-skinned, like it would be Hyuna's or Hyunwoo's, but I doubt it would be his, considering it's the account's profile picture. If this is some kind of reference to.. perhaps, an unrequited Hyuluka but the other way around, with Hyuna still not over Luka.. probably won't happen, but God, would that be awesome.

So, how do I think the round will go?

First of all, I have to say, I'm not sure if this will be a round or a Mizisua type episode.😭 I'd say "oh the wait time is way too small" but also... do you guys remember the production announcement of Round 7? Yeah. You can never be sure.

This isn't necessarily a prediction, but more of a suggestion of what could be: It would be SO cool if it would be both.. in a way, merged. This idea just appeared in my mind and I was like OH. MY. GOD. Imagine if almost the whole thing was just them, as children, having fun, a whole backstory.. but then, when Hyunwoo dies, it pans on his face, and then it's back on stage, the loser's face instead of his. It would be so heartwarming, and then DEEPLY DISTURBING and traumatizing. I also really want some Luka and Heperu backstory so I can hate Heperu even more.

On the topic of the loser... It's going to be Luka. I'm an insane Luka lover and it was hard to get accommodated to this idea, but there is no way that he will survive. First of all, the shadow in the account's banner, in place of Luka. It's implications... are quite obvious. Second, the pattern of characters shown in Sweet Dream, and he is next. Third: "In my arms, you would be protected." I feel like Luka would consider the competition "In his arms". I don't think he would break his promise: hear me out for a second. He wouldn't let Hyuna die this way, because I feel like his sense of possession over her also comes with responsibility and protectiveness. And fourth, the Paradise lyric, to me, is a foreshadowing of his death.

I also think he will die by self sacrifice. First of all, there's no way Hyuna could defeat Luka by pure odds. Yes, her stats are better, but lets be honest, her mental power would NOT be as good infront of Luka, and also, the aliens wouldn't vote her. She's a rebel, wanted for so much time, with technically no guardian: they wouldn't want her to defeat their prince, probably. And second, I have made two categories:

The "perfects": Sua, Ivan, Luka

The "rebels": Mizi, Till, Hyuna

See something similar? Both the perfects that are dead, have died by self-sacrifice. The only other dead character, Till, has been shot while reaching for his freedom, so you can't say this is for all characters. And let's be honest.. Patterns are usually being followed in this series. Id also like to add, even though it's a reach, that in a tier of how 'perfect' they are, it'd be:

1. Luka

2. Sua - not so obvious self sacrifice

3. Ivan - obvious self sacrifice

So, I'd say that Luka's might be even more backstage, as if to sabotage himself in a way that seems viable. It also kind of goes in line with his character, he's not one to break facade on stage.

I think this episode will be quite a deep-dive into their true selves. We know the least about them, so this will be GREAT. I'd love to see a more morally gray Hyuna in this. (Since I'm genuinely kind of tired of only Luka being villainized in the ship, which honestly..  is kind of in line with the other perfects. Let's let Mizi, Till and Hyuna be little freaks too) I also want to see atleast a little bit of Hyunwoo, like a little snippet of his mind, what he saw in Luka.

In conclusion, I'm SO happy and hyped about this HyuLuka episode, they're so mysterious and I really really want to see more of L- I mean, more of them. Getting 2 episodes where Luka is present one after another is literally THE dream to me. Basically, Wiege is killing me and I'm gladly letting it.

@4listr Since you asked to be tagged and also, @rockwgooglyeyes I REALLY want your opinion on this

[percyluvr]

hello!! you're fics r amazing and i wanted to request some hc or a drabble, you choose, about fem!reading being the head counselor of hermes cabin and totally being his fem version. thank u so much if u do 🫶🏻🫶🏻

percy jackson x hermes cabin counselor!reader summary: hcs abt percy with hermes counselor reader basically being him but as a girl

first, i think u two would be inseparable

like im talking sitting at each others tables during meals, training together all the time, sneaking off to go make out in his cabin when u really should be leading camp activities, sleeping in each other's cabins, etc etc

im just thinking of the iconic percabeth underwater kiss with u guys

with him using his powers to make sure u can breathe while u kiss, and teeth clashing together making u guys just giggle ur little hearts out

when u two go back to nyc for the school year u would live with him, sally, and paul and they would treat u like their own kid

they see how much percy likes you and how similar you two are and they cant help but think of u as one of their own

hanging out in nyc together, he teaches u how to skateboard bc he DEFINITELY knows how to

adding onto that, he would definitely teach u how to surf if u didnt know how

just thinking about if u also have the same music taste, u two dancing around the kitchen to ur favorite songs

making brownies together for estelle's school bake sales in the future!!! my heart omfg

back to camp, i think everyone would be worried if they ever saw u two not together

like im talking celebrity break up gossip page type all up in ur business

but then they see one of you sneaking out of the same place the other one just walked out of and they realize that u two were just trying to be sneaky???

but why

bc really u two have never been sneaky in ur entire lives

if either of u got picked to lead a quest, u would immediately pick the other as the first person to come with on ur quest bc u literally cannot live without each other

FINISHING EACH OTHERS JOKES

or just sentences in general

literally couple goals

like, if someone is talking to both of u, sometimes you'll make the same joke at the exact same time and laugh ur asses off and the other person will just like. stand there staring until they eventually just walk away bc u two wont stop laughing

like i just think u two are on the same wavelength all the time

if one of u forgets to do something, u dont even have to worry bc the other already did it for u

i saw somewhere that leo could probably tweak phones so the demigods can use them, and u two would both go to him to get phones so u could make each other ur lockscreen and background

i think the two of u would send each other the DUMBEST tiktoks or instagram reels

or like u would send it and then realize that the other already sent it or liked it

the two of u would definitely do tiktok trends

dancing together

u would DEFINITELY do the peeling the orange trend

and he would just peel the orange. no questions asked

like u wouldnt even have to ask him

he'd just see u with the orange be like "here baby give me that, i'll peel it for you"

SCREAMING HES SO BF

matching tiktok pfps for SURE

or matching bios !!!!!

u two definitely went to see the barbie movie together

i have no doubts

whenever he gets pranked by connor or travis, u immediately send them to laundry duty

but they still say its worth it because one time when u were sleeping in percy's room, they poured water on the two of u and both of u chased them around camp until u realized that percy had no shirt, and u had no pants

u werent THAT embarrassed bc like. everyone already knows anyway

but the stolls thought it was SO funny and they made it their mission to prank both of u again

when u two go on cabin inspections, even if u arent doing it together, u always give each other's cabin a 10 even tho u both know that neither of ur cabins deserve it ....

the two of u definitely sneak out of ur cabins at night when u arent together and sit down by the river, just to be met with the other sitting there with the exact same thought as u

and u end up going back to his cabin to sleep

u guys have definitely gotten yelled at by mr d and chiron

but u kept doing it

so they just gave up

but anyways, u guys r literally the it couple at camp

like, all the couples wanna be like u guys

ur just such a perfect fit & u love each other so much and u cant help but show it

a/n: this was my first time doing hcs and i think i kinda got a bit carried away... but anyways i hope u like it !! also, i love writing and im so happy that u like mine, it means so much to me <3

[ghibli-collector]

Question time…

Is the bath house Man made and inhabited by spirits or is it a spirit world creation? (See above picture)

I always assumed that the actual bathhouse was an old or ancient structure and created by someone like Yubaba, i assumed that once Chihiro went through the tunnel with her parents and as she crosses the dried up river she was crossing into the spirit world. But the area beyond the river with all the food places and the dried up river itself are clearly part of the abandoned theme park. So i thought that the abandoned restaurants part had been claimed and inhabited by spirits. Also the film shows a transformation as the spirit world comes to life as night falls across the the abandoned restaurants and as Chihiro tries to flee back across the river it’s suddenly massive and over flowing.

Regardless i always thought the bathhouse itself was this ancient structure created by Spirits but watching today in the scene where Chihiro first crosses the bridge that leads to the bath house door the construction under the traditional bridge is actually modern man made iron or steel girders and reinforced concrete which made me question and think wow is the bathhouse also just a man made structure inhabited by the spirits?

I noticed also that the rebars are still sticking out of the concrete giving it an unfinished look, could this also be a hint that maybe this is where the construction was abandoned and the actual spirit world begins? I’m not sure 🤣 because i also thought when Chihiro takes the train ride to swamp bottom that all these land scapes can’t be part of the human world? But actually maybe they are?!? It’s still day time on Chihiro’s train journey and the ghost like silhouette of a child and silhouetted people at the train stops along the way are similar to the black silhouettes we saw at the start of the film when the restaurant area came to life as darkness fell, but as darkness falls and the train passes through neon lights floating by the train by the time Chihiro visits Zeniba it’s also night time and she’s greeted by a spirit lamp. So it makes sense to me that Miyazaki has shown us a world where the spirit and human world are overlapping but just revealed at different times, i guess this is why Chihiro and Kohaku are linked since the time of Kohaku saved her life as a child and the song is “always with me”.

I will keep watching and see if there are any more signs of modern construction inside the boathouse… but what do you think??? The bathhouse built by men as part of a theme park resort bewitched spirit inhabited structure claimed by Yubaba and her patrons? Or a structure created by the spirit world?

Please comment and have your say

[luella-x]

Arthur Morgan x younger!Fem!Reader

Sum.: Since you've joined the gang you have had a little thing for Arthur, but you're sure he doesn't feel the same.

(NOT MY GIF)

Since this is my first post, I would really love some feedback :3 thank youuu

Love, Luella

It is a warm afternoon in September, the wind blew a slight breeze through my hair and the sun was shining. Since I've finished all of the chores that Ms. Grimshaw gave me, I have decided to sit by the campfire and rest a bit.

The only people that did the same were Micah, the lazy bastard, and Hosea, since he also finished everything he wanted to do. I walked up to the fire and sat down on a log near by. As I sat and drank a bit off my beer, Micah looked at me and smirked. "Well, well... Don't you think you should work? Wash my clothes or something! Some people here actually pull their weight, you know. You should try that once! Just sitting around doing nothing..." He shook his head.

"Micah, shut up. You're not pulling any weight around here." I look over to Hosea and smile at him as he told Micah off. I decided to stay silent, since I don't want any problems. I brush my fingers through my hair and drink some more. Micah mumbles something and walks away.

Suddenly you could here the sound of hoofs on the ground. I look up and grin like a little girl who just saw her crush. Because that is basically the case. Arthur Morgan was riding into camp. He had a little mission in town, which was why he had to stay there for some days. He gets up and walks over to Dutch.

He is so tall and handsome... but there is no way he likes me. I am way younger than him. He'd surely like someone his age. He is in his late 30's, there is no chance he would take interest in someone my age. I look down to the floor and then back up, cause even if he doesn't like me back, he's still damn fine. To my surprise he is no longer with Dutch, I look around but I can't find him.

I get up and turn around swiftly to get my self a book or some fabric to embroider. As I begin to walk while still looking at the floor, I suddenly bump into someone big. I look up and it's... (you've guessed it) Arthur.

"Oh my! I am so sorry Arthur! I really didn't mean to bump into you like this! I'm sorry really! I wanted to~" I blush as I got interrupted by his chuckle. "What?" I ask.

"It's cute how nervous you just got. Look it's fine y/n." He say and chuckles some more. 'cute?' I thought to myself. "Oh uhm okay... thank you Arthur." I look down and continue to walk to my tent. I sit down on my cot and put my face in my hands. 'I am so stupid, he probably thinks I am super weird now. Well... Life still goes on I guess.' As I get up from my bed, I also grab a book and walk back to the campfire. I sit down and begin to read.

It's a love story, I love them. The evening was so beautiful, Javier is playing some songs and a couple of gang members are dancing to it. It's filled with laughter and joy.

The next morning

After I ate breakfast, I immediately started with my chores. I walked down to the little river and got on my knees facing camp. The basket I had with me was full with clothes from different men. I began to wash it thoroughly to get as much of the sweaty smell out as possible.

In camp, most people started doing their chores. I can see some members cleaning up, others ride into town, and one man is making firewood. Arthur. He is swinging his axe, splitting log after log. I can't even look away. He is glowing, from his sweat in the soft morning sun.

He looks at me and smiles. I look away as fast as possible, acting like I never looked at him. I can hear footsteps getting closer. "Good morning y/n."

"Good morning Arthur. Can I help you?" I ask after recognizing his voice. I still look down at the laundry. "Hm no, not really. I just felt like talking to you a bit. What do you have planned for the week?"

I look up "I don't really have anything planned, to be honest... what about you Arthur?" I blush again, looking down.

"Well... I wanted to go into town in a couple of days, would you like to accompany me?" "WHAT?" I exclaimed surprised. "Uhm I mean.. yeah that would be nice, but you don't have to take me if you don't want to.." I say, I'm sure he is asking out of pity, since I don't really get to go into town all that often.

"What are you talking about y/n? I am literally asking you to come with me. Y/n will you please come into town with me?" He asks softly.

"But why me?" I look up at him in disbelief.

"I thought it was pretty obvious... I want to take you out into town. We can go eat somewhere and I'll buy you anything you'd like." He says and smiles down at me.

I look up at him and get up. I hug him. "I'd love that."

Part 2?

[styeji]

HWANG YEJI | STUCK ON A FEELING.

hwang yeji x fem!reader.

cw: smut, g!p, body praise, unsafe sex, dom!yeji, pet names, semi-private sex.

summary: you watch yeji’s pre-recorded performance for ‘river’ which clearly has an impact on you.

word count: 967

you breathe heavily. you’re the lucky fan who could make it to the pre-recording of performance that your bias has. hwang yeji’s body sways perfectly on the stage, she’s devouring this performance. the song choice that was made 2 years ago for her performance is still a chef’s kiss.

fans that surround you scream loudly when yeji grins at them, her siren eyes pierce everyone that is watching her and her moves. besides, you cannot take any pictures or videos during this, which is understandable… but it feels like some kind of spell is on you, because you just can’t take off your eyes from the hwang yeji. she’s the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen on pictures and videos but in the real life? unbelievable. she has an ethereal beauty that you must look at.

yeji comes to the mirror and the light goes off, just to switch to other hwang, but hyunjin this time. you can’t think of anything else, but woman that performed a few moments ago.

you finally look at the stage, hyunjin puts all of his energy and efforts into his performance, sweating so much. the dance break is perfect, but the sudden addition of guitars sends shivers down your spine, just to make you run out of your breath, when you see yeji come to the stage. she’s as perfect as the art, charming everyone here.

the song ends and the crowd cheers loudly and soon the staff sends everyone home, saying goodbyes. for sure, this performance going to linger in your mind for a long time. you mind your business when someone grabs your arm harshly, pulling you closer to them.

“you’re not leaving this place as fast as you thought.” someone whispers, hot breath tingles your ear, sending shivers down your spine. as someone says that, they lead you to some kind of room, the hall barely filled with people. the person that holds you not letting you to look at them, holding your head still. they led you to the dressing room, making sure to close the door.

finally, they remove their grip onto you, letting you to turn around and look at them. “i- what the hell?” you whisper the last part, as you see hwang yeji herself in front of you. you look and sound dumbfounded, shocked by the fact that she just led you here. “you look surprised, kitten. didn’t expected me to be your ‘kidnapper’?” yeji says the last word with mocking tone, as her fingers brush against your jawline, moving down to your collarbone.

moving closer, her lips are inches away from yours, making you nervous and unintentionally grab yeji’s shoulders, “you better enjoy this as much as you enjoyed my performance tonight, babe.” yeji whispers before her soft lips touched yours, hungrily kissing you, your one arm snaking around her neck, unintentionally too, of course. you felt yeji run her tongue along your lower lip, making you part your lips and letting her in. you’re not even fight for dominance in this kiss, yeji is the leading one.

also leading you to some sofa in this room, she pushes you down, making you sit down. before this moment, you totally ignored anything else but when you saw yeji unbuckling her pants that revealed her bulge, you couldn’t be more eager to feel her inside you than before. yeji pulls down her boxers, her cock sprung out, “suck me off, kitten.” she says, her hand pulls your hair, making you let out a whine. “your body is just as perfect as i thought.” you say, looking down from her abs to her dick, before taking her length.

yeji moans, as she starts moving her hips, making you take more of her length in your mouth. you help yourself by stroking her dick with your hand, yeji moves her hips, forcing her full length inside your mouth, deep throating you. with few more thrusts she pulls back before hurriedly unbuckled your pants, pulling them down along with your underwear.

“so wet… can’t wait to feel my cock inside you, am i right?” yeji says as she aligned herself between your legs. you nod your head, almost whining as you move your hips to feel her. “you better use your words, i can’t hear you.” yeji demands, slapping your pussy and receiving a whine, more like a cry from you. “f-fuck, yeji… please fuck me, i want your cock inside me.” you say, seeing yeji smile before she slid her full length inside your pussy, making you arch your back and moan her name.

yeji starts thrusting frantically into your pussy while holding onto your waist, making you nearly scream. you can’t think of anything else but yeji and her fucking you restlessly in some dressing room. you repeat her name like a chant, as your hand roam over yeji’s abs, while she starts rubbing your clit, which makes you moan only louder. “fuck! y-yeji, i’m gonna cum!” you say. giving you a particularly harsh thurst yeji wants to pull out, but you stop her. “cum inside, fuck, breed me yeji!” you sound so desperate, hearing you beg drives yeji insane. not thinking about anything else but you, yeji could only speed up her thrusts.

"fuck, fuck, fuck!" yeji whines loudly as she releases deep inside you, warm jets of cum shooting out. yeji moaning your name in pleasure, whilst you cum undone under her, your body trembles. she thrusts a few more times to empty out her cock before completely collapsing against your chest. "shit..."

you both breathe heavily, you play with yeji’s hair, as she laid her head on your chest. ��do you treat every fan like that?” you ask her, when yeji looks at you, chuckling. “not every fan is my girlfriend.”

[witchybitchycrybaby]

I hate myself for loving you

Davos Blackwood x Aeron Bracken

SFW, enemies to lovers, some usual bickering between these two, fluff at the end(?)

I'm so obsessed with them and I haven even watched hotd yet

✨✨✨

It was a warm evening in Westeros, right on the border of the Blackwood and Bracken lands. The air was filled with the scent of the forest and earth and the crickets were chirping their everyday song. Somewhere in the distance a river's quiet murmuring could be heard.

And in the midst of it all was Davos Blackwood. He was leaning against a tree, eyeing a meadow that had became a place in which Blackwoods and Brackens most often met to argue. About boundary stones, about the cows not eating their grass and about many other things. It also became a place in which Davos could most often see Aeron Bracken.

Ah, yes, Aeron Bracken - the boy who was his enemy, who was everything his family despised and whom Davos hated. But he also somehow didn't.

Because there was also this other side of him that was drawn to the other boy in ways he couldn't fathom. Every time he saw the golden haired boy, he felt this pull towards him, the one that filled him with both hatred and desire. And so Davos Blackwood hated Aeron Bracken. He hated that his heart raced every time he saw him, hated the way Aeron's smile froze all his senses. He wanted to push the boy away, because maybe, just maybe, these feelings might disappear, turn into nothing but a dream.

But he couldn't. He was drawn to him like a moth to a flame. How could he feel so strongly for someone who represented everything he was supposed to hate?

He hated Aeron Bracken for making him feel this way, confused and divided between his family and his heart. But most of all, he hated himself for... loving Aeron, for needing him.

Davos tightened his jaw when he saw a familiar figure in the distance. Now came the moment to play his part. Because if he couldn't have his feelings reciprocated, he would make the Bracken boy hate him too. Hatred was still better than indifference after all.

"Lost your way, Bracken?" Davos asked, coming closer to the other boy. "Or am I so irresistible you just missed me?"

Aeron lifted his chin up a bit. "Dream on, Blackwood. If I had any say in it, I'd be anywhere but here, breathing the same air as a Blackwood."

"Funny thing," Davos retorted with a smirk on his face. "because your presence here feels like a punishment for some past life sin. What did I do to deserve this?"

Yes, Davos thought, what did I do to be so close and yet so far? To be right here, with Aeron within the arm's reach, and still feel like there was a canyon between them?

"Do you ever get tired of hearing yourself talk, Blackwood?" He asked through gritted teeth, anger flashing in his beautiful eyes.

"Not at all." Davos laughed but it held no trace of joy or fun. "I'm quite an entertaining person you see."

"Did the whores in brothels tell you that? Because you're very far from being entertaining, trust me. You're just a pain in my ass, nothing more, nothing less."

Davos looked at Aeron for a while. Oh, this little shit and his bloody, sharp tongue will get him killed some day. The black haired boy quietly promised himself to show this Bracken what a real pain in the ass feels like.

"It's almost impressive how you manage to be so consistently infuriating. You must practice in front of a mirror." Said Davos, clenching and unclenching his fists. Gods only knew how much he wanted to just push the blond boy against a tree and have his way with him.

Aeron was already opening his mouth to say something when suddenly, they heard a rumble of thunder somewhere nearby and a lightning flashed across the sky. The heavens opened up and in seconds the boys were soaked, wet clothes sticking to their bodies.

Davos swore under his breath and before he could even think about what he was doing, he reached out and gripped Aeron's hand tightly. The contact making his own body jolt with how right it felt.

"Come on," he said, trying to be louder than the rain. "There's an old shed not far from here. We can hide there."

Aeron stood completely still for a moment, looking at their clasped hands. He could feel the shiver run up his back, but he decided that it must have been the rain. It must have... right?

He then tried to pull out of the Blackwood's hold, but the other boy only tightened his grip even more, if it was even possible. "Don't touch me! I'm not going anywhere with you, Blackwood!"

"Oh come on, we don't have time for this. We have to get going. You can yell at me all you want later when there's a roof over our heads."

Aeron gave it a thought; it was stupid being alone with this specific Blackwood, in some shed in the middle of the forest. But then again, he was too far from home and it was an even stupider idea to go back in this weather.

He glanced at Davos' dark eyes and nodded.

Davos didn't let go of Aeron's warm and soft hand as he led them through the bushes and muddy ground. Another lightning lit up the sky right before them and they quickened their pace as the thunder rumbled.

Where in the seven hells is this damned shed?, he thought, it should be right here. Blackwood stopped abruptly, causing the blond boy to bump into him.

"Gods, you don't even know where that shed is, do you? I knew I shouldn't trust you, Blackwood. You're so fucking lost right now, aren't you?"

"Shut up, Bracken!" Davos yelled, turning his head and trying to find his way through the rain and trees. "I'm not lost."

Finally, he decided to turn left. It couldn't get any worse than it already was anyway. Wet as they were, they could wander through the forest some more.

As they ran, slipping on the mud, the wooden shed loomed into view, and Davos wanted to laugh with joy. It was and old structure, abandoned for years and dilapidated, but still it provided shelter.

Davos pulled Aeron inside and closed the creaking door behind them. The air inside was musty, the scent of punk wood mixed with the smell of rain-soaked soil.

Aeron pulled his hand from the other boy's strong grip, his breath coming in short bursts as he looked at him. "Great. Just great. Stuck here with you."

The boy muttered something more under his nose but began shaking water from his golden locks; Davos had a feeling that he was just cursing him.

"You're welcome to leave, Bracken. The door's right there if you want to try your luck." Davos retorted, taking off his wet tunic. He could feel Aeron's intense gaze flickering to his bare chest when he thought he wasn't looking.

Aeron then began removing his own tunic, avoiding Davos' eyes like the plague. And Davos on the contrary, looked at him without a trace of shame. His heart pounded as hid eyes traced the lines of Aeron's lean and yet muscular body.

"What are you looking at, Blackwood?" He snapped, though his voice wavered.

Davos stepped closer, his pulse quickening. He didn't want to play this game anymore. "You," he said, his voice low and a bit strangled. "You stand here looking so wet and pretty like that and I..."

I can't help it.

Before Aeron could do or say anything to respond, Davos closed the distance between them, and crushed his lips onto Aeron's soft ones with hunger and desperation. It lasted only a second before the blond boy pushed him away with eyes wide with shock.

Oh, but how sweet this second was. Davos licked his lips wanting to taste him for another second longer.

"What the Seven hells is wrong with you?" Aeron snapped, his chest heaving.

And yet his eyes contradicted his words. Davos could see it clearly: the flick of desire and want. He smirked knowing that he had just won.

"What is wrong with me?" He repeated, his voice hoarse and husky. "What's wrong with you, Bracken? You liked it."

"No, I didn't." Aeron protested quickly, but his faltering voice gave him away.

Davos leaned over the other boy's face, their noses almost touching. He could feel Aeron's warm breath on his lips.

"You want me to do it again. Admit it. You want this as much as I do."

Aeron's breath hitched in his throat. Davos could see the storm of emotions in his eyes, similar to the one awaiting them outside. He could see how strife-ridden he was; all the hate, ander and underneath them the hunger.

Davos raised his hand and touched the boy's cheek, caressing the soft skin. Aeron whined quietly, and in a voice barely above a whisper he said, "Yes."

That one word was all the invitation Davos needed. He surged forward, capturing Aeron's lips in another kiss, this one slower and more deliberate. Aeron didn't push him away this time. Instead he gripped his hands on Davos' shoulders, pulling him even closer.

Their tongues danced together while Davos' hands roamed over Aeron's body, savoring the feel of his warm, soft skin beneath his fingertips.

Davos broke the kiss and trailed his lips down the blond boy's jaw, planting soft kisses along the way. Aeron's head tilted back, a quiet moan escaping his lips as Davos' mouth moved to his neck, sucking gently at his sensitive skin.

"This is wrong," aeron whispered, but his grip on Davos only tightened.

"I know," Davos replied and rested his forehead against Aeron's. "But I don't care."

"You know," started Aeron again when they sat on the wooden floor, leaning his head on the black-haired boy's shoulder. "for a Blackwood you are not the worst company."

Davos laughed at the comment and pressed a gentle kiss to his temple. "And for a Bracken you're not as hopeless as the rest of your kin."

[wayfayrr]

Here is the menace with Falling Star. So gather 'round, sit back, relax and please stay in your seat. Kick your feet up and grab some popcorn. Oh, and of course, lest we not forget, enjoy the show.

Here we go with a person from afar. Is as old as the stars and travels from world to world this is Lumine!Reader.

They are really old but nobody can exactly say how old as they look like 16 to 17 and are 158 cm tall.

They normally go by the name "Traveller" as they hide their real name, but since the Chain already has a Traveller.

They took the name "Viatrix".

Their Constellation is called "Viatrix" which means Traveller in Latin.

They have a twin brother, Aether. They are actually inseparable but they got separated by a unknown god named the Sustainer of heavenly principles.

Their abilities also got sealed.

They are a fabulous swordfighter and with their twin they are an unbeatable duo as the cover each others blind spots. But they are stronger than their brother.

From the two of them they are the rational but friendly one.

They are always collected and serious and they will say if they don't like something. They are the calm one of the duo.

But they also the strategist and would be a great detective.

But they love to explore and climb around, even Wild would be surprised how fast they can climb mountains even when it rains, they use their elemental energy and gloves to have a better grip.

But they have to take more breaks then their dear twin brother.

They can dive and jump out of the water like a dolphin and even jump from the water onto land and immediately attack if they have to.

They wouldn't be the most affectionate person and if someone got their heart they would hug and kiss their partner occasionally but not all the time.

They also cook very often, mainly because of Paimon, their guide in Teyvat, as she is always hungry. But since then they began to love cooking.

Reader has chin-length except for two locks of shoulder-length hair framing their face. They also have two light-blue Inteyvat flowers pinned on the right side of their head and two pale blue feathers tucked at the left.

They wear a sleeveless, backless, box pleated white tunic like dress-shirt, which is on back longer than by the front. It's held up by crossed black straps. They wear a long two-tailed scarf, with each tail having a gold, flat diamond-shaped ornament attached to the tip of the tail.

Their legwear consists of angled thigh-high stockings and white ankle-high boots.

They can use different elements, Anemo(Wind, Geo(Earth), Electro, Dendro(Plants) and Hyrdo(Water) as they met the Chain.

Their Song is "Dream Aria" from IONIC.

Reader learned about Yandere Chain and their first escape attempt.

Reader's PoV:

I woke up as Paimon shook me awake and as I looked at her she was covered in blood and looked terrified! I took her in my arms and looked around but only Sky was sleeping beside me in his bedroll.

„When did he change his place? Wasn't he beside Wild over there?“ I thought to myself and looked to the space by the other side of the campfire and me, where Sky laid before.

I stood up with Paimon and walked with her to the river nearby to wash her. She was shivering in fear. I've never seen her like that. We fought multiple monsters and people on Teyvat, so why was she so scared? As I got her out and dried her gently with Anemo she literally stuck to me like glue.

„Paimon, what's wrong? You look like you seen a ghost.“ I looked at her and she has tears in her eyes but she pshed me.

„Don't so loud!! They may hear us!!“ Paimon whisper-shouted at me so I looked confused at her.

„Who Paimon? Who could hear us?“ I whispered back but Paimon just looked at the camp and I understood what she wanted to say.

„The group? What have they done Paimon?“ she pointed into a direction and I sneaked to the direction and saw Wolfie eating bones, human or hylian bones.

The others of the group looked at him and gathered the bloody clothes. They put them in a fabric bag but they were also very bloody if I see through the reflection right. Paimon hid her face in my shoulder and I held it there. Then Wolfie turned into Twilight?! I had my suspicions but never thought I was right. So I sneaked back to the camp.

„Are you crazy!? Why are you going back there!?“ she whisper shouted at me

„I need to get a sword they took mine for "maintenance" probably to make me defenseless!“ I said back and looked around the camp for a sword but the only one here was the Master Sword.

So I tiptoed to Sky and pulled the sword out of her sheath. As I got her I began to sprint into the opposite direction of the group.

„Wait, what about Sky? He is in danger if we leave him there with these lunatics!“ said Paimon worried but scared.

„No, he is one of them. Do you remember as everyone except for Wild went for "hunting"? They never came back with anything of the forest. No squirrels, no deer, no boar or even a bird, but they came back with a meat that was from a horse?“

„Is that why you said we shouldn't eat it!? You thought it was a person!?! Eeek!“

„Well not really, at first I thought they tried to poison us as we are not from Hyrule. I thought they saw us as a threat. But now I know they wanted us to help to get rid of the evidence.“ I explained everything but then Paimon jumped... Uh... floated higher in fear

„But they have Wolfie... Uhm Twilight... Uhhh... They have someone with a good nose! We will be discovered in the matter of days!! Or hours if they are back already.“

„That's why I look for mud. If we cover ourselves with it our scent will be overridden by the mud and he will not know where we are!“

„Good, Traveller. Paimon is scared...“

„I know Paimon. But don't worry, I protect you! I will get us back to Teyvat! I will find Aether! And never return to Hyrule!!“

„Who taught you to speak their language actually? Paimon is curious.“

„It was a knight in-training back then. Aether and I taught him some fast moves with the sword and he taught us his language. His name was "Link" like the boys back there.“

„Do you think they are related?“

„I think, it's more like they are his reincarnations. This eyes... I never forget how he looked at us and how they sparkled when we showed him something new. They have a part of him, I'm sure but thanks to their journeys and upbringings they developed differently than how he was.“ I sprinted more as I saw a mud pond and jumped in with Paimon.

I just bathed her but that doesn't matter right now. Our survival was more important than hygiene right now. I bathed us in mud before taking Paimon and ran into another direction but still away from the camp and the group. I just wished I had my abilities, if I had them I could fly away easily. But now I had to avoid all villages, towns, people, guards and especially the royals and the heroes. If one of them sees me, they will find us and I can't accept that! They scared Paimon to death!

„Spirit of the Sword, I know I'm not a hero of this world, I know I'm not even Hylian or from this world, but please, help me to flee from your crazy wielders!“ I thought to myself while the sword started to emit a blue glow and I saw multiple beacons in the in the horizon, but only I am able to see them as Paimon couldn't see them.

„Thank you, Sword Spirit. With that I can see the group in the distance and avoid them even better. I hope your ready, because I won't hold back when they try to catch and fight me!“ the sword blinked blue before going back to normal. Now I want to save her as well! She doesn't need a bunch of psychos as her wielders! I will take her with me to Teyvat, maybe she will like it and the gods over there are way nicer than Hylia.

This is how Reader's first attempt to flee and they were really good, especially with the beacon on the Hero's Spirit. But they will catch them eventually. Maybe in a dungeon or after entering a portal. But it would be funny if the Chain wouldn't be able to wield Fi anymore because Fi also fell in love with Reader. Just imagine a Yandere Sword Spirit. She may be asleep but her conscience is still awake. So the group would definitely delude themself into thinking that Reader woke up and got attacked. And as we all know Sky is a hibernating bear when he is asleep, took Fi to protect themself and Sky. But they will definitely notice that Paimon is more fidgety around them and that Reader and Paimon talk way more in teyvatian than usual. But they discarded it as soon as Reader mentiones that Paimon isn't feeling well, because of the shadow, which they believe as they can't understand that they plan to run away again but this time to Teyvat. Away from the group forever. But they get the meat for cooking for Paimon and themself and just said that the last meat they had with the group made Paimon sick and they don't want Paimon to feel sick all the time and as the group sees them as Paimon's parental figure so the boys try to fill the other spot, which is hard as hell as Paimon can't understand them and vice versa. Ughh... Why are Yanderes so crazy to handle?

OOOOHHH another genshin reader!!! lumine makes so much sense too - and also???? the way that she's been to hyrule BEFORE????? with aether albeit but she's visited before????????? AND MET A LINK BEFORE?????

Hell with the link described they met WARS before?????? it'd be an interesting take if that is the link - and he just hasn't joined the chain yet, reader could be why he ended up siding with them even

it's a shame the chain are so set on being controlling with them though - they really can be incredibly stupid at times, because sometimes there really are better ways to act. it's good for reader though they aren't like a frog being slowly boiled, they actually know to try to GTFO of the situation there

PLUS FI????? sweet baby yan sword spirit love them so, if they're a yan too though.... maybe there's a way to bond their sword to them... or something happens to their original blade so they can never use it again...

also poor paimon sfvdvgdfgvdszf never getting the chance to learn the language and is just lost there not understanding (i'd say teach em but they would probably let it slip they know the language)

[yazthebookish]

I posted my take on the Lightsinger theory and Gwyn's "luring" powers theory on Reddit two days ago but thought I'll reshare it here (with some additional thoughts)

The only canon information we have on Lightsingers:

Nesta winced. Cassian went on as she scanned the bog, "There are lightsingers: lovely, ethereal beings who will lure you, appearing as friendly faces when you are lost. Only when you're in their arms will you see their true faces, and they aren't fair at all. The horror of it is the last thing you see before they drown you in the bog. But they kill for sport, not food."

Does this correlate with anything Gwyn did in ACOSF? The answer is no.

I am not saying it is impossible for her to be a Lightsinger though where things stand it's unlikely in my opinion, but I'd attribute any potential powers either singing or glowing to her River Nymph heritage. We have no idea of her powers and she's also half High Fae of course she'll have powers like every other High Fae.

I think a lot of the "canon evidence" are different interpretations of the text but sometimes try to present itself as concrete evidence or proof when it isn't. Some attribute her singing during the services as the cause to Nesta having vision of the Prison and the Harp, but that also means we will have to ask what connection is there between Lightsingers and the Prison/Harp? And some believe it's the lyrics that trigger the vision as they're written in the ancient language and "Nesta saw what the song spoke of". Some believe Nesta power reacting to the crackling energy around Gwyn is a sign that she is a Lightsinger, but like... that's an indicator she has powers just like how Nesta in a later chapter felt Merrill's ornerry power. How is crackling energy means it's a Lightsinger when we never saw them? Powers recognize each other sometimes, just like how Feyre was surprised when Eris was able to detect a cold flame in the Dagger Nesta forged when it was given to him as a gift (like calls to like, Eris also has flame power).

In the bonus chapter, it's described at one point that the Shadows danced with Gwyn's breath as if it heard some Silent MUSIC (emphasis on music and not song). What was referred to as Music between Souls? The mating bond. Interestingly enough it was that same night when Nessian consummated their bond and they were connected by a music between their souls. So that could be a hint, and at the end of the scene Azriel hears a distant beautiful singing and the shadows sing back, hard to tell whether if it's Gwyn, who went back to trying to cut the ribbon, starts to sing or it's also another wording for a hint at the mating bond (also called the Song of the Soul).

I'm more keen to believe it's the mating bond because there are far more parallels and similar mate language to support it across all her three series and if someone is going to tell me "but Lorcan's chest glowed after he took the blood oath from Aelin—" my love context matters in this case and it doesn't invalidate the 10+ examples I can pull out of similar mate language like in the bonus chapter.

To ADD, for Azriel to be lured to the library at 7pm because of said Lightsinger singing, he has to be able to HEAR the singing for the power to influence him and Azriel didn't hear any singing, he was conscious and aware of his actions. It was mentioned Nesta sang with Gwyn at the services frequently and she didn't make any comments on a vision being triggered or her constantly seeking out Gwyn so there are holes in those kind of conclusions—again, because we never see Lightsingers on page.

"But when he arrives to the library it chimed 7pm!! That's when they sing for the dusk service" welp that's another hole in the theory, it depends on Azriel being drawn to the library because of Gwyn's singing but if he showed up at the library and they don't sing until 7pm then before the clock chimes at 7pm, they weren't singing so... not a convincing answer. Also, Clotho is usually seen during those services and Azriel still found her at her desk.

Early on when ACOSF came out, some readers made connections between Lightsingers and Shadowsingers and made the assumption that Lightsingers are the Shadowsingers' Light counterparts. That's why you had people musing about Azriel's mate being a Lightsinger, but canonically Lightsingers are evil once we go back to the text but we don't even see them to know for sure how they wield their powers or if they even sing because Shadowsinger Azriel doesn't need to sing when he uses his power.

In an Elain book (in this scenario it's her and Azriel), I don't see any purpose of Gwyn being revealed as a Lightsinger or anything about her powers because it'll be used as a plot device for an Elain/Azriel romance rather than contribute to Gwyn's own growth and that's why I don't like it. It will have implications on Nesta and the Valkyries dynamic too. If that's the case it will mean Gwyn will need more page time in an Elain and Azriel book to tackle something like that, especially if they're going to "help" her since that's the reasoning I see often—that she's not evil but she doesn't know it and if she did they will help her but like... why? To make her realize she has been keeping them apart or that she wanted a necklace she didn't even have any clue about.

Given Gwyn's history who even at the end of the book said despite training it didn't erase the fact that she let her sister die, she is still dealing with survivor's guilt, she still refuses to wear the priestesses stone, and also her desire to leave the library and see the world (which we didn't see yet). She has a lot of promise as a character than be a plot device for someone else's relationship.

The way I see it, Gwyn's theoretical powers is used to absolve Azriel of any accountability for his actions (ala Necklacegate) because it's not a good look on him, so it's better to pin it on someone else by saying he was lured against his will (since I often see that the reasoning behind her presence in the bonus chapter is to hint at her powers).

So if I have to read about Gwyn dealing with her powers whether they're good or bad, I'd rather see it from her point of view and for it to be beneficial for her own personal arc and healing journey. My problem isn't her having questionable powers (which I don't mind because many SJM characters had questionable powers but used it for good), I don't want it to be used as a plot device for another couple just to smear her as a character and clear the actions of the other male character so his "love interest" doesn't blame him for his actions.

Whew, this was long but I adore Gwyn and I am not a fan of the current version of the Lightsinger theory. I think even if SJM makes it happen, it would probably play out way differently than the fandom expects.

Also, it's not in SJM's style to use other woman drama in her romances. The other women are often 💀 or insignificant past lovers. I don't see her taking that route with Gwyn at all.

She could be half Asteri and I would still love her and be eager to explore her powers and story, I just don't like it being used to further another couple's conflict or whatever (they already have Rhys and Lucien).

And no, I hate the idea of Gwyn being controlled by either Koschei or Merrill because it takes away her agency and the suggestion here is about her doing things that harms others, how will that not have any implications on Nesta and Emerie and the trio's healing journey? Given her own tragic history and the fact that she was helpless and powerless to help her twin sister and she's still dealing with survivor's guilt over it all.

"Why did you sign up for this, then?" Nesta drank the glass Gwyn extended. "If you already have mind-calming exercises you're accustomed to?"

"Because I don't ever want to feel powerless again," Gwyn said softly, and all those easy smiles and bright laughs were gone. Only stark, pained honesty shone in her remarkable eyes.

Her being controlled is putting her in a powerless position again because she has no choice but to do Koschei or "evil" Merrill's bidding that could potentially harm Nesta and the others. I despite it.

And if I have to read about any comparisons between Gwyn and Ianthe as proof that priestesses can be evil, I'll go insane.

Also, if Gwyn's power can influence anyone through her singing, it would've influenced every single person in the services. It would have influenced other members of the IC. This particular theory is weak and depends one interpretation of the text that tries to present itself as evidence of an evil creature that never even shows up on page.

Gwyn wasn't added in the bonus chapter by coincidence. Sarah confirmed she left crumbs all over the book and specifically his bonus chapter, and what we speculate may or may not be confirmed in the next book so you can't dismiss the bonus by saying it has no relevance when the author said she left crumbs for readers to theorize about, which leads me to believe she wants us to come up with different theories until she publishes the next book where we'll know for sure if we nailed it or not.

[lfghughes]

could u please do Jack Hughes to Tennessee Orange by Megan Moroney. like the readers dad may have played for a different team like the rangers. and now she’s telling her family she’s dating someone on the devils

a/n: the way i love this song so much and this request. i was just waiting to be in the right mindset to write this so i hope you like it!

Your relationship was still young. Young enough that you hadn’t done the whole meet the parents thing and your parents knew you were seeing someone but you always managed to direct the conversation elsewhere every time Jack got brought up. It had nothing to do with Jack and all to do with the team he played with. One thing about your family, you all were a hockey family. Your dad was a retired Rangers player and if you learned anything growing up it was the Hudson River rivalry.

At the end of the day you knew all that mattered was that Jack treated you well and theoretically that’s all your family should care about but you were still weirdly nervous because you were finally brining Jack home for the weekend. “So I shouldn’t pack any team clothing?” Jack asked, a small smirk on his lips which instantly showed he was teasing you. He knew all about how nervous you were. “I’m sure my dad will have a few sweaters you can borrow if you do.”

“They still don’t know who exactly you’re dating?” He asked and you shook your head, a little ashamed you were telling your boyfriend was two months that you still hadn’t openly admitted to your parents who he was. “I’m sorry, I’m the worst and I know it but my dad probably will recognize you right away.” Which couldn’t be further from the truth because once Jack had his bags packed and you two headed to your parents place, the minute you two walked through the front door and your father saw him you knew he had recognized him just by the way he paused.

It almost looked like your dad was thinking as if he was trying to figure out where he had seen Jack. “You’re the kid from the Devils aren’t you?” He asked and your heart sank to your stomach as Jack nodded his head. The tension in the air got thick around you as you waited to see what your dad would say next. “Kid, you had a fantastic season. The whole team did pretty great. Congrats.”

A soft sigh of relief fell from your lips which caused your dad to give you a weird look. “What? Just because I’m a formers Rangers player you think I can’t appreciate talent? Even if it’s from the rival team?” Your dad sounded amazed as he looked over at you and you sheepishly shrugged. You should have known he wouldn’t have reacted badly over something that truly was as simple as he was putting it. “I just thought you’d give him a tougher time.”

“Oh don’t get me wrong, I’m going to crack on him. Sorry Jack. Also just so you know the only jersey she’ll be wearing are my old ones, don’t you be wearing any of those devils jerseys…At least not in front of your old man.” A laugh left both you and Jacks lips because you knew you had already broken this rule weeks back when you had gone to Jacks game wearing one of his jerseys but your dad definitely didn’t have to know all that, not yet at least.

[castianii]

my Ninjago headcanons!!!!

Kai

• Is TikTok famous. He likes to put his camera in everyone’s face while they do normal everday things then says “ooh this is perfect, everyone will love this!!” and then everyone does love it.

• Spends most of his time trying to annoy his teammates. He finds it funny how easily Nya gets ticked off, so he annoys her most often. ex) going into her room and just singing really loud.

• Thinks Tarayummy is his soulmate. He sits in his room in the dark and just watches her videos. He has a hatred for every man she has ever talked to.

Nya

• Says she hates dressing up/wearing dresses, but at night she secretly puts on pretty ball gowns she hides in boxes in her closet. (I do this)

• Loves art, but she mostly paints. She picked it up after seeing the paintings Jay did after seabound. He taught her a lot of it.

• Anytime she sees a friend or someone she knows out in public she has to talk to them. It’s like when you were little and your mom/dad saw someone at the store and they just had to talk to them forever. She does that.

Zane

• There’s a desk in his room with the most random junk on it. He doesn’t even know where most of it came from. This junk varies from model airplanes to defused pipe bombs.

• He’ll give himself weird accents sometimes. If he’s bored he will just put on a new accent and talk to the others to see their reactions. One time he did a Russian accent that scared Jay so much he peed his pants.

• He could watch those videos of dancing fruit for hours. He just loves brain rot, and that’s okay because it keeps him busy.

Cole

• Religiously watches edits of himself of TikTok. Once he accidentally reposted one and everyone lost their mind.

• Thinks Halo by Beyoncé is the greatest song ever written. It’s the only song he will sing in front of other people and he will put his whole heart and soul into it every time.

• Likes to skateboard, but doesn’t have enough time. He thought it would be a fun hobby to pick up before he was a ninja and actually got really good at it. He isn’t as good now, but he can still do some tricks.

Jay

• This man is so zesty oh my god. Everyone in Ninjago thought he was gay until he got together with Nya. There are still people who think it’s all just an act to cover it up.

• If this guy sees a river he is getting in. It doesn’t matter if it’s 10 or 80 degrees, this man is ready to jump in any river he sees. He tries to get everyone else to join, but they aren’t as stupid (except Cole who obviously has to join him)

•Watches Instagram reels instead of TikTok. He thinks they’re funnier, and Kai thinks that it’s the funniest thing in the world and never shuts up about it.

Lloyd

• A lot of people think this, but I think that he bleach’s his hair. He doesn’t want to look anything like his dad, and he thinks his dark hair makes him look evil.

• Also likes art, but mostly draws. He likes to do art with Nya, but picked it up when he was younger. He used to make his own comic books about the ninja in S1.

• Wants to be a theater kid so bad, but he has to focus on his ninja work. He’s made everyone watch Hamilton at least 5 times (so far).

I have other headcanons about a lot of other characters, and more about these guys if you’re interested.

[maverickbabes]

Kinktober Day 31 - ABO "My Pretty Omega" part 1

Alpha!Jake Sully x Beta!Tonowari x Omega!female!Metekayina!reader

Warnings: ABO, breeding kink, friends to lovers, reader is in heat, cussing, slow burn (kinda), rough sex, biting, female masturbation, oral fem receiving, lots of aftercare.

A/n: this one was requested by my fellow pansexual darling @thatonepansexual2000

part 2

You awoke from a deep sleep with a burning sensation building in your tummy. "Huh?" You said aloud, confusion written over your soft features as yoou place your hand on against the warmth, almost immediately goosebumps raised along your arms.

You were in heat

"Fuck I have to meet up with Jake and Tono!" You blurted as panic began to fill your being. You may or may have not dreamed of them dominating you and dicking you down, filling you til you couldn't take it anymore. "Don't panic, everything is fine" You tell yourself even though you didn't believe it for a second.

Your nose twitched so you sniff the air only to realize that your aura and scent was full of the scent of your slick that was now forming in between your legs. Panicked, you reached for some sweet herbs and began rubbing the oil all over your body, hoping it would mask the scent of your heat.

"Okay, time to go meet up with them" You whispered to yourself as you left your hut and began walking towards Jake's hut. A bundle of nerves were forming in your tummy as you saw his hut just ahead. You enter in the hut and see Jake laughing with his beta Tonowari who you also had a thing for.

Jake feels your presence so he turns around and smiles at you, his fangs just subtly noticeable. "Y/n! there you are!" Jake says happily as he begans walking towards you, Tonowari following behind. A wave of his scent hit your nose, causing goosebumps to rise along your skin as you swallowed hard.

"Alpha" You addressed him properly as you bowed your head slowly, showing him the respect he deserves. He should also take the respect you have for yourself away and fuck you silly. "Omega" Jake addresses you and you lifted up your head to see his eyes flash a bright red.

'Oh my fuck' You thought to yourself as you stood up straight and looked over at Tonowari to greet him. "Beta" You addressed him, giving him a small nod and he returns the nod in return. "You wanted to meet with me?" You ask, clearing your throat as you look at both of them.

"Yes, we were wondering if you would join us by our side for dinner tonight?" Tonowari says as he looks you up and down almost like he wanted to devour you right then and there, with the help of Jake. "Would you like to accept?" Jake asks you, his eyes bore into yours.

Butterflies seem to take flight as your nose twitches, signaling you that the oil was wearing off. "I'd love to! I'll see you guys tonight, bye!" You said hurriedly as you ran out of Jake's hut and towards the forest where you'll have all the privacy you need.

You kept running deep into the forest until you felt like you wouldn't be disturbed. You stopped at one of the rivers and sat down in a huff, out of breath and horny as hell. You watched as the river flowed, making a beautiful song and you took off your clothes and dived right in.

The cold water against your hot skin caused a reaction deep inside you, making you think rational just for a second. Jake's the alpha, Tono is the beta. Why would they want someone like me who's just an omega? You swam in the river for what seem like hours before getting out, water dripping down your body.

You were about to get dressed when an idea pops into your head. Since you know those two would never help you with your situation, why not help yourself. You looked around to see if anyone was around or near before slowly sitting down on the ground, back against a tree while your hand begans to wander down your body.

"Ah" You moaned as your fingers began rubbing your clit. Your other hand moves up your body and you grabbed your right breast, tweaking the nipple in between your thumb and pointer finger while you insert two fingers into your heat.

"Oh fuck jake mm tono please" You whimper quickening your pace as you lifted up your hips to meet with the thrusts of your hand. "Y/n?" Jake's voice rang out, causing you to scream as you open your eyes and hide behind the tree, trying to cover yourself.

"Are you masturbating?" Tonowari questioned, tilting his head to the side in amusement. "N-no I was just..." You stutered trying to find a cover story as their eyes bore into you, making you feel small. b"If you wanted our help you could've just said so earlier" Jake says walking over to you and you shy away from him, completely embarassed.

Nice going y/n, your alpha along with his beta saw you masturbating about them

"Do you want our help?"

a/n: i'm working on pt 2 rn sorry loves!

[vajrapoet]

belated happy vesak! went to our local temple and participated in the saga dawa puja

i also did a solo merit-making gubat banwa game!

In the solo game, the Mantrika Busalian Rasru and their consort vajra Bladeweaver Bajregame travel on foot across a dense forest traveling to the Kuta Ragam in an island in the Gatusan Isles. While traveling, they came across a weeping diwata.

The diwata resided within a single spirit house in the middle of Utoragam Wood. It wept because a band of unmeritorious warriors from the nearby town were coming to destroy the shrine. Rasru and Bajregame were sensitive to the cries of the diwata.

The three warriors saw Rasru and Bajregame coming to the god's aid. Aggravated, they yelled their reason: "Raja Rangin must see to it that the diwata is pushed out, so that the new gods may settle in."

"But this diwata has been the steward of this land for centuries."

"Then they must be tired of their duties!" And the warriors entered violence. Unfortunately for them, both Rasru and Bajregame were inducted into the ways of both violence and of sorcery. They're Kadungganan, after all.

In the chaos of the fight, the diwata's spirit shrine was damaged heavily by wild swing axes from the large leader of the gang. But Bajregame's mastery over Eskrima Mahika proved true, and she struck him down quickly with an intricate flying sword combo to prevent harm.

The kamikam assassin wielding two knives leapt up immediately to imbue many bleeding strikes upon Rasru, who was busy performing mudras to ready his sorcery. With a flex of sakti, they unleashed scathing magicks that punctured and then bound with a slowing poison.

"All things have the right to liberation," Rasru uttered, as they defeated the last of the warriors, an archer too cowardly to fight up close. They were all incapacitated, one way or another, but not killed. With an utterance of a mantra, roots came to bind them.

With all the ruffians bound, Bajregame took them up and begins carrying them out to the nearby river, where they will awake discombobulated. Rasru performs obeisances to the god, and says: "May you walk in light."

The diwata spoke to them, then. "I thank you, and whatever illumination leads you! Here, take the offerings."

Rasru refused them. "I am no biksu, give them to someone in need. May the ancestors and the annusattva grant you joy."

"You speak in interesting songs. Pray, herald to me what vehicle you ride." And so Rasru spoke to him of the path of Annuva and the teachings of Kritanagara, Violence Annusatva, as taught to him by the Witch-Monk Sri Dvaya Sattva.

When Bajregame returned, the path of the Annuva had been sung to the diwata, who found it interesting at the least. "I will have to go to the nearest monastery, then," he would say. "Or perhaps find dewa (sky gods) to ask about this."

"I am glad you are interested in liberation. Walk in light." And with another bow and folding of hands, the two Kadungganan were off.

When the three ruffians awoke, still bound, the diwata spoke to them about the Law of Annuva.

"Proselytizing? I did not expect that to be among your list of skills," spoke Bajregame as they neared Kuta Ragam.

"Still the thought. Not one I have proselytized to. I sing and only I sing. Until all beings are free."

[aois-amaterasu-painting]

Natalie Music interview excerpt (2016)

Interviewer: The title UNDYING means "immortal" or "eternal." Does it carry the intent of saying, "Even in tough situations, the band will not die"?

RUKI: It’s more about the idea that "the hardships coming at us are endless, eternal," rather than focusing on the band’s activities. But it does feel like it could also apply to the band in a way, right? It’s a title with room for interpretation, allowing for both meanings.

Interviewer: For example, the lyrics include the phrase "暴虎馮河" (charging at a tiger bare-handed and crossing a river on foot), which means performing reckless actions. I interpreted it as reflecting the current state of the band.

RUKI: Well, it does include that sort of thing (laughs). But being in those types of situations often leads to writing better lyrics, you know? When there aren’t any obstacles, there’s nothing to write about. At that point, the only thing I’d have to write about would be, like, going to the convenience store… (laughs).

Interviewer: Kai-san, I noticed you nodded deeply just now (laughs).

Kai: Yeah, that sounds about right (laughs). I feel like it’s only when you have something within yourself that fuels you that your expression truly comes to life. I think that’s especially true for vocalists. Without obstacles, the songs we create would just be cheerful or purely imaginative. That might have its own appeal, but still.

Interviewer: The 2nd track MALUM is an intense song perfect for live performances.

RUKI: The title means something like "evil," in Latin.

Uruha: It’s a heavy song, but I think it’s a kind of track that we didn’t really have on DOGMA.

Interviewer: Did it come about from a discussion like, "We need a song like this"?

REITA: Not really.

Interviewer: The lyrics are quite gruesome.

RUKI: It’s not based on personal experience. I was inspired by the movie "I Saw the Devil".

Interviewer: "I Saw the Devil" 「悪魔を見た」 is a South Korean film where the protagonist becomes a vengeful demon, hunting down the murderer of his fiancée. There’s definitely a shared atmosphere of sadness amidst the violence.

RUKI: That’s right. It’s got that distinct Korean film vibe (laughs). Like, there’s absolutely no sense of salvation.

Interviewer: Do you watch a lot of movies?

RUKI: I watch a ton. I love Korean films.

Interviewer: Do you have a favorite director?

RUKI: I don’t have a favorite director, but I completely trust any movie recommended by RHYMESTER's Utamaru-san (laughs).

Interviewer: I see (laughs). Have you often drawn lyrical inspiration from movies?

RUKI: Happy movies don’t inspire me much, but I do like works with strange or unsettling endings. Korean films often leave you with a distinctly bad aftertaste, don’t they?

REITA: Every movie he recommends is interesting. We tend to watch quite a bit during downtime on tours. But the ones our leader recommends are always… (laughs).

Kai: Can you not say stuff like that here? (laughs)

REITA: Hahaha (laughs). No, but I think sharing these kinds of conversations among the members helps us align the worldview within the band, and I think that’s a good thing.

Interviewer: And VACANT is a melancholic, mid-tempo track.

Aoi: At first, I thought it would turn out to be a more polished and clean-sounding song, so I was considering adding some synced effects. But when I started adding the guitars, I got this dim, somber image, so I decided to leave out the effects. But then, the lyrics ended up including words like 'sakura' … and I was like, huh? What should I do about this? (laughs).

RUKI: Haha (laughs).

Aoi: Anyway, I focused on creating a dark atmosphere. Although it's weird for someone as 'empty' (VACANT) as me to talk about it (laughs).

Uruha: The original composition was there, but it’s during the arrangement phase that I really engaged with the song. At that time, the lyrical theme hadn’t been developed yet, so I tried to extract the feeling from the phrases in the music. Like Aoi-san mentioned, I also got a subtly dark impression, so I experimented with different ways to express that nuance. It turned out to be a fairly challenging song.

REITA: Our songs tend to be packed with sound, but this one has a lot more space, doesn’t it? Songs like this really make each individual phrase stand out, so it becomes a true test of our skills (laughs). The recording was pretty intense. The nuances could change even with slight differences in touch, so we redid it many times. It was tough.

Kai: Aoi-kun's songs have a unique sense of timing. It’s really interesting. This song resonated with me relatively easily, though. For the joint sections I was tasked with arranging, I think I was able to imagine what Aoi-kun wanted and express it well.

[...]

[lees-chaotic-brain]

blond o sonic shimmer trap by the arctic monkeys, geto, any sort you want, curious to see how you interpret the lyrics if you do pick my ask :3

WC: 1.7k

CW: suggestive, reader has female pronouns, reader is a bit unhinged, kinda stalkerish behavior from geto, nothing serious though

Notes: i'll admit i had a bit of trouble with this one, but i also had a lot of fun and liked how it turned out!! thanks for sending this in nonnie!! but let me know what you think of how i interpreted the lyrics!!

listen to this while reading

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The first time he saw you you were dancing. The sparkling of your black dress had caught his attention, drawing his eyes past the flashing strobe lights and crowd of writhing bodies straight towards you. It was almost like you were calling out to him, telling him to watch.

And so he did. He watched as you twirled and swayed and moved with the music, dancing with wild abandon. Your dancing wasn’t particularly skilled, but there was something so raw, so real, about the way you moved. Something that compelled the viewer to want to get to know you. 

Black as a beacon

In a river of shimmering fog

But Geto Suguru was not known for his forwardness when it came to interacting with women, particularly pretty women. So week after week he returned to watch you dance, always from a distance, never approaching you. In that time, he was only able to learn three things about you.

One: you were always wearing what he came to identify as your signature red lipstick. It was a unique shade, equal parts dark and bright that drew attention to the shape of your mouth. And he paid a lot of attention to your mouth. 

Fighting back his intrusive thoughts and vivid imagination he watched your mouth move as you sang along to songs. He watched the way your lips parted when you threw your head back, exposing the long column of your throat when you were fully immersed in a song. He always watched you, entranced by your spirit.

Two: you went to the club to dance every Friday night. It took him a little while to figure that out, but once he did he made sure he was always free on Friday. 

And finally, three: you were always alone. In the months he had spent watching you, he had never seen someone with you. You arrived alone, and you left alone. You didn’t seem like someone who would be hard pressed for friends, so this oddity only served to pique his interest more.

She was hard to ignore

Yes she was

He didn’t realize how much he had come to depend on his weekly sightings of you until you stopped showing up. For four weeks straight there was no sign of you, and it was unnerving. He immediately jumped to worst case scenarios and feared he would never see you again.

As soon as that thought entered his head, he immediately regretted not approaching you sooner. God he was such an idiot. He should have gotten to know you when he still had the chance, when you still showed up every week, instead of being such a goddamn coward. He promised himself that if he ever did see you again, he wouldn’t let his anxiety get the better of him. Next time he saw you he would say something.

So when he walked in the fifth week of you not being there and spotted you, he made a beeline straight towards where you were dancing, not allowing himself a chance to second-guess himself.

“Excuse me!” He has to shout to get your attention, and he taps you on the shoulder for good measure. You turn, and his breath catches in his chest when your eyes finally meet his. “U-uh hi.”

You squint at him, then your eyes light up in recognition. “It’s you!! Stalker guy! Finally grew some balls and approached me, huh?”

Stalker guy?!? You think he’s been stalking you? Well, technically he was, but he wasn’t trying to be creepy or anything. He just found you intriguing. He opens his mouth to say as much, but you cut him off with a laugh.

“Oh my god, the look on your face!!” You wheeze, folding over with the force of your mirth. Straightening you wipe a tear away and catch your breath. “Don’t worry. I didn’t think you were creepy or anything.”

You lean in, so close he can feel your breath hitting the shell of his ear, causing a full body shudder to run through him. “In fact, I was a little flattered that a man as attractive as you would go out of their way to watch little ol’ me.”

“Come outside with me.” He blurts before he can stop the words from leaving his mouth. Surprised, you jerk back a bit and peer into his face and he can tell your guard was up. “Why…?”

Realizing how it sounded, he immediately backtracked. “No no, I just mean I want to talk! To get to know you. I’ve regretted not getting your number for the last couple of weeks and you seem really interesting and I’m so sorry that is not how I meant it-”

“Okay.” Your simple reply cuts through his flustered rambling. “I’d like to get to know you too.”

And as you take his hand and lead him outside, a thrill runs through him, and he can’t help but wonder if every second with you was going to be this entertaining.

Well, time tastes bland

When she's not around

Stepping out into the cool night air, the two of you stand there for a moment taking in the refreshing feel of the breeze. 

“So.” You glance over your shoulder at him. “I don’t know what you had in mind, but I’m in the mood for a drive. What do you say? I didn’t drink and my car is right over there.” You gesture towards the left, in the direction of a volkswagen beetle. 

“Sure. Sounds good to me.” He smiles at you. He always takes a taxi to the club in case he has a drink, so it’s not like there’s anything keeping him there. “Shall we?”

You grin at him and skip off to your car. His heart skips a beat, and all he can think about is what he has to do to make you grin like that again. He could look at your smile all day. However, his internal simping was cut off by you yelling.

“Motherfucker!” You’re staring at the side of your car, then turn your furious gaze on the Cadillac parked haphazardly next to you. Hurrying over, he looks at what you’re looking at and understands why you’re upset. The car next to you had left a long scratch on the driver’s side of your car when pulling in, and instead of leaving their information, they had left a post-it. A post-it with a cheeky ‘sorry’ scrawled across it hastily.

“Sorry??!” You growl, rage radiating off you. “If you were sorry you would fucking pay for it!!!”

And before he can intervene, you let out a cry of rage and rip the side mirror of the offending car. For a moment all is silent and the two of you just stare at the mirror in your hands. You, with perplexed satisfaction, and him with shock.

Eventually you break the stunned silence. “Well, the asshole had it coming.” His eyes snap up to meet yours and the two of you dissolve into hysterical laughter. 

Yep. Things were never boring when you were around.

And she snapped

Wing mirrors off of Cadillacs

The particularly pretty ones

He can tell you’re up to something when a flash of mischief crosses your face and you unlock your car. He watches with anticipation as you fish your tube of lipstick, a sticky note, and a ballpoint pen out of your glove compartment. 

Quickly, you reapply your lipstick and kiss the mirror, leaving an imprint of your lips on it before balancing it on the windshield of the Cadillac. Then you spin around and write something on the sticky note, not letting him see what it says before slapping it on the car next to the mirror and getting into your own car. Gesturing for him to get in the passenger seat, you wait until he’s in and buckled before peeling out of the lot. 

You glance over at him, and as soon as you make eye contact the two of you are howling with laughter again. Once he calmed down enough to speak, he asked what you wrote on the post it note between gasping peals of laughter.

“Oh, that?” You smirk. “So sorry about your car!! I didn’t want to have to bend down to reapply my lipstick.”

“No you didn’t.” You look at him solemnly. “I did.”

The two of you were sent into yet another fit of laughter, the sound ringing out from your car, filling the cool night air with your joy.

And that

Meant she never had to strain her back

When she was putting her lippy on

While that night had been the first you spent hanging out and driving around aimlessly, it certainly wasn’t the last. There was something addictive about you, from the way you simply didn’t care what others thought, to the sound of your laugh. God, he could spend the rest of his life listening to your laugh.

Throughout the course of the many nights spent causing mischief and laughing he got to see the different sides of you. Sure, he was first interested in you because of how carefree and wild you were, but as he got to know you better, he realized that that was but one facet of your incredibly complex personality. 

You could be mischievous and wild and carefree, sure, but you were also immensely kind, as well as insanely smart and you had a melancholy side at times. But your complexity only added to his growing feelings towards you. 

While it was your wild side that ensnared him at first, it was you as a complicated and messy whole that made him fall in love. And he couldn’t have been happier that you trapped his heart at first sight because if you hadn’t he wouldn’t have met the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

She floats like a niccy rush but she stings like a B-flat

The Blond-o-Sonic Shimmer Trap

[one-of-many-journeys]

Day 55 (1/2)

Sun Furrows Hunting Grounds

I headed back east to Brin as the sun was rising to deliver his breakfast of Thunderjaw blood. 

He recounted his clearest vision yet. The Thunderjaw is a young beast, he told me—which I knew already from those who lived in these lands before the Derangement. Unlike the Stalker, it was built to kill us, to kill hunters, built in the back and forth reflection as we used their metal to build our armour, our weapons and our cities, and they observed us. Learnt from us, maybe. They are the metal world’s answer to our call. 

It was Hephaestus he saw, it must have been; its mad ambition to cull machine hunters, reset some sort of balance between flesh and metal. Harmony in the machine song, as the Shamans would say. Should I have told Brin that he was right—would he even understand? I don’t have all the answers either. 

Besides, if I told him about Hephaestus he’d probably ask for its blood next, or at least one of those infectious purple cables to gnaw on. No thanks.

Instead, he turned his attention to the Stormbird—one of the only machines he hadn’t tasted. I wonder what he’d divine in the fluid of a Fireclaw. Again, best not to tell him they exist. Stormbird it is. Maybe later; the more I get out of Brin, the more sense he makes, and the more confused I grow. How does he know these things?

I rode back to Meridian to deliver my marks to the lodge and news to Ravan.

I found him sitting outside his house, waiting for news. I started to explain the situation to him, but it turned out that Kindiv and Keadi already had. Given my reputation, I guess they took it as a given that I would return Nasan to them alive. They returned the sword and after explaining their motives, Ravan agreed to donate voluntarily to the cause. I don’t exactly blame them for working in secrecy up until now—I’d wager that most Carja highborns aren’t so willing to part with their shards, especially to help perceived ‘traitors’ in Sunfall. Not only did Ravan agree to donate, but he said he planned to petition his friends as well. 

Next, I stopped by the lodge to speak to Aidaba, exchanging all fifteen of my marks for a new Ropecaster, blast sling, and war bow. The war bow is nothing special compared to the one I bought with Bluegleam in the Cut, but the other two weapons are perfect additions to my arsenal. Gold plated and everything—not that that matters in a fight, but the metal is sturdy. 

I took the elevator down to the village to pass the news of Nasan down to Kindiv in the mill. The Shadow Carja were bound to be scrambling after I cleared out their frontline fortress too. Hope this doesn’t disrupt the ceasefire…Maybe I should have thought that through. I doubt they’ll believe that a single, politically-neutral huntress attacked the fortress. Guess it’s Avad’s problem now. 

Since uncovering terrain data from the Tallneck in the Spearshafts, I realised that the location Sylens marked is up on the ridge on the northern side of the Jewel, in Shadow Carja territory. Makes sense, it just means the road to it is lined with their fortresses and patrols. I decided it would be a better idea to climb the ridge as close to the coordinates as I can get, hopefully bypassing their watchtowers. Also, I just really wanted to climb the ridge.

I still didn’t actually know where I was going, but whether ruin or simple encampment, stealth in greenery was a given need. I changed into something more suitable and picked up a mount across the river, riding out into the Jewel once again.

The ridge had an almost vertical face the whole way around, but I found a place under a waterfall where the water had worn the surface into steps and easy hand-holds. I wasn’t the first to notice it either—someone had added a climbing path further up. Bad news was the Shadow Carja fortress sitting just shy of the precipice. 

Not many soldiers manning the fortress, and none saw me coming. Simple to distract the patrolmen with a single thrown stone. Every time. It’s hard to know with Shadow Carja. The soldiers at Unflinching Watch were fine with me passing through, even staying the night, but the ones at the fork Fortress attacked on sight. I guess it depends on how trigger happy their commanders are feeling. 

Moving through the jungle, it felt dark as night though it was only late afternoon. Dust storms and thick grey fog swept through as I picked up another mount and rode onward to the west. 

Sylens contacted me as I approached the coordinates, but was once again light on the details. He said there was a climbing path further on, and a campsite. So he’s been here before. 

Once at the campsite, Sylens told me to wait for dark. Best chance to catch the Eclipse off their guard, I suppose. I couldn’t see any old ruins around; I figured it must be one of their bases then, with some sort of machine they used to create their Focus network. 

A few hours to wait yet. Time to prepare myself as best I can.