#and i have way too many feelings i will never be able to put into words so just. take this idk

[fabled-sun]

I see this all the time, and I always have to bring up the way the word "mule" is used as a slur. Donkeys themselves are treated as gross and second class(see Cranky Doodle), to the point that they are often used as the butt of jokes. Mules, however? The mere mention of them is enough to turn up snouts. Rarity breaks down when even briefly being compared to a mule, this vitriol is not seen with any other species. We never even get an actual named character who is a mule in the show. The only one I can think of with speaking lines is the one seen when Twilight, Rainbow Dash, and Diamond Tiara all use phrases referencing mules as less than ideal("That pony is as stubborn as a mule"Applebuck Season, "Be cool or be a mule"Hurricane Fluttershy, "Too cool for mule"One Bad Apple). Keep in mind, these phrases they use are analogous to phrases we use, except for some reason MLP decided they should be racially motivated??? Stubborn as a mule is the only one that comes from day to day speech, the other two are derived from "Be there or be square" and "too cool for school"(this one doesn't even make sense to switch to mule). if it was just this one off joke it'd be one thing, but the writers decided to make it a running bit, creating phrases only used in MLP to create these scenarios. The scene is always "[phrase using "mule" derogatorily ]", the character saying the phrase goes "Uh, no offense"(except for DT) and we pan over to unnamed mule No.1(literally came up as Ponyville Mule when I googled it) and he goes "none taken". The audience knows it's ok to use his race as a joke, because hey, that mule is ok with it!(it's giving "no it's ok! my [insert minority here] friend said it was chill). Put that together with the fact that mules are a mix of horses(or ponies in this case) and donkeys, donkeys are seen as gross and not as good as ponies, and it's not hard to come to the conclusion that mules are seen as dirty because they are mixed race. No, that's not the explicit text of the show, but it really feels that way.

I would now like to bring up Scootaloo, our one recurring character with a disability. Early fandom joked that Scootaloo was an orphan because she was the only one of the CMC who never had a parental figure shown. She was called "chicken" due to her inability to fly, was actively bullied in the show for it, and had multiple episodes dedicated to her feeling ostracized/inadequate for her disability. The show did work hard on providing her with ways she could feel included, and it definitely helped that neither of her closest friends could fly, but it was never something she gave up on trying to accomplish or stopped feeling bad about. It was also something she was never able to overcome.

Disabled people deserve representation, and that representation should not always be about "overcoming" their disabilities. That being said, Scootaloo isn't disabled. Sure, compared to other pegasi maybe, but on the whole? She can do everything an earth pony can do plus walk on clouds. Scootaloo is seen as inadequate because she doesn't perform to the Pegasi Standard, a standard known and upheld by everypony. In fandom Scootaloo may be depicted as having a disability when she is drawn as human, but in the canon of MLP she is perfectly normal in Equestria Girls. We don't get many focused scenes on the CMC, but none that we do get have her showing any physical limitations(yes, not all disabilities are visible but her pony analog's is). It's strange that her human counterpart doesn't have that aspect of her character. The CMC in the human world doesn't face the same discrimination they do in the pony world, because there are no cutiemarks in the human world. Much the same, no one can fly(without Equestrian magic) in the human world. Scootaloo's underdeveloped wings are only a hinderance and an inadequacy in the pony world.

In S9E12, The Last Crusade, we finally meet Scootaloo's parents. Her mother is a pegasus and her father, the other half of her genetics, is an earth pony. No the show does not say this is why she can't fly. No, none of the characters even bat their eye at this pairing. But(as far as I'm aware) this is the only time we see a mixed ponykind couple with a kid. Her parents are always traveling, always leaving her behind at her aunts' place, and generally just being neglectful of her needs and wants. We know that unicorns need guidance in learning how to use their horns, it's highly likely that pegasi also need help in learning how to fly. So here we have this kid being left behind in her formative years so her parents can go off traveling the world catching other species, all while she's left with another mixed couple who we never see until 9 seasons in! Scootaloo is left to her own devices for the majority of the show. Any time she pulls something dangerous that could potentially harm herself or others, it's treated as a CMC issue and dealt with by Applejack/Rarity, or by Rainbow Dash. The kid idolizes Rainbow Dash, and it is incredibly sweet that she was willing to take Scoots under her wing and treat her like a sister despite them having no relation. I'm not even referring to blood relation- RD is literally just some random adult Scootaloo looks up to who decided that she would be there for this kid because it didn't seem like anyone else was. She's not a family friend, nor is she the family member of a friend, she's just Some Pony. Stranger Danger was huge in the 2010s, so the fact the show decided to just let this kid run off with this adult that no one knew without any regular interactions between the adults caring for her and RD is crazy. It's irresponsible at best, and setting the child you're caring for up for some heavy trauma at worst. So not only does this kid have a deformity and is having to battle with that discrimination, the only authority figure she has is an adult who felt like Scoots had no one else.

My point is, any character we see that has a mixed heritage is implied to be and is actively treated as "lesser". The pairing of 2 creatures of different species is implied to be irresponsible and reckless, and their kin are born defective/unattractive. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic implicitly supports eugenics with this writing, the racism in the show is a byproduct of that, as the ponies legitimately feel justified in their beliefs because mixing of species results in negative traits in their children.

i'm gonna be honest i don't get why they say everypony instead of everybody in mlp. it's not like the word everybody is human-specific. the ponies have bodies. the word everypony, however, is pony-specific in a world where ponies are not the only people in their society, which means it would be more accurate and inclusive to use everybody instead of everypony. it all makes no sense to me

[j-partneringrime]

tr!aimsey is such an interesting character especially their relationship with death, they’re someone who has become so intrinsically linked with death, starting as a morbid fascination with learning more about it which became more and more obsessive until he eventually overstepped trying to directly mess with it. And now it is a more desperate fascination with it and specifically trying to figure out how to reach it for themselves which unlike the normal curiosity that they went too far with, this is the opposite, a much more serious and desperate curiosity which he have basically given up on trying to figure out at this point. Because once death wants something, it gets it, which normally isn’t that big a deal because death normally wants you to die, which is gonna happen eventually, so no big deal. But if you mess with death too much and it decides it doesn’t want you anymore, that isn’t as simple, death actually gets to show its power, so it takes your magic you used to disrupt it to begin with, but that’s not enough for death, so it gives you immortality, or more accurately curses you with never dying since they can still feel the pain and the dying but without any of the relief of death and the pain stays with them even after coming back, with the burns from losing her magic, losing his eye from the enderman/creeper and now the sword slash from ros. They had nothing anymore except their studies and so she put everything into necromancy and learning more about death, and they did good, they got close, so close that death didn’t like it, so then they truly had nothing, not even their magic, they lost everything, even the one thing you always have in life, the certainty of death, was gone.

That could make you become such a deeply lonely person, I mean imagine if you lost everything, had no one, not even death itself wanted you, that would mess you up, but she has had a long time to come to terms with it and grow from it, which also means she’s one of the most intelligent, especially emotionally intelligent, people, which meant that when they did get close to people again, they were a massive help for advice and help for their friends, which is good for their friends but also for aimsey themself, having that connection that they need after so long, having meaningful talks gives a connection you can’t explain, even if those meaningful talks are mostly one way, since aimsey is very secretive about themself and her past and almost refuses to say anything about herself and dismisses any attempt to try to get him to open up, but even with all that, it is still massively helpful for a character who needs connection so much.

Until eventually his friends, especially tr!ros get too strong an idea in her head on what they should do or what she “needs” to do that even though she’s still coming everyday for advice, she doesn’t seem to actually be listening anymore, it didn’t matter how many times they tried to help ros, she just wouldn’t budge from this inherently flawed idea that she is convinced will help her, and everyone else, which isn’t just bad for ros but also for aimsey, who has needed this connection so much and has begun to rely on it, even if it’s annoying that he’s seemingly the only person who actually has common sense or foresight with how much advice she’s having to give out, they’ve gotten used to being able to express their thoughts and opinions on situations and having their friends listen and care so seeing that they’re no longer really listening and are just doing their own ideas anyway would really hurt. Trying to help and make plans to help ros, only to show up the next day and find out she hasn’t actually listened and just took what aimsey said and used their plan instantly without seeing that that wasn’t the actual plan aimsey said to her. So the advice and talks eventually became more desperate trying to get through to ros because this isn’t her, this is her getting tired of what’s happening and needing to fix it so forming an entire idea in her head without seeing that this idea wouldn’t work and already isn’t working because she needs it to work, so it didn’t matter how much aimsey tried to get through to her, it wouldn’t work, until eventually they talk about where this idea in ros’s head is rooted, which is respect, the idea that if she can get them to respect her, they’ll stop, which she is going about doing by making them fear her, even though fear and respect are vastly different things. And aimsey says that to her which leads to the most important question they’ve had, would ros kill aimsey to get everyone to respect and or fear her, and when aimsey asks ros this, their closest friend, the person they trust more than anything, the person they can count on, that they can both count on each other to pull each other back, to save each other from themselves, they ask ros… and ros hesitates, and that’s all they need to know, the fact that ros could hesitate means that in her head there is a part of her that would and that part just seems to be getting bigger and bigger the more she spirals in this idea of respect. And then ros says no, which as much as she says it, isn’t the truth, the truth is she doesn’t know if she would or not, and that’s the worst part, not only would she consider doing it but she won’t admit it, to aimsey or herself, they’re supposed to be helping each other and ros instead of being honest and saying she doesn’t know, lies and says no, of course not, she could never hurt him, which is of course coming from a place of love for aimsey and not wanting to ever think about and especially not say they’d ever hurt her, but to someone as perceptive as aimsey, they can clearly tell ros is conflicted on it and even though know they know ros is a good person, of course she is obviously, that was never in question, but even knowing what a truly kind person ros is, that doesn’t change the pain learning something like that has. So aimsey pulls them up on it and makes ros confront that side of her, for good or bad doesn’t matter, because it needs to happen to help ros, one way or the other, and so they convince her to fight, which or course ros tries to argue about but still tries to make aimsey see her side of it, still not seeing that her side doesn’t really exist, it’s just a desperate attempt to stop the fighting by any means, by any cost, not seeing that no fighting, no threats should ever make them turn on each other, would ever make aimsey turn on ros, especially not to gain some form of respect from the people they already don’t like. Ros is too caught up in protecting her friends that she can’t see her friends don’t need protecting, aimsey doesn’t need protecting.

And you can see how deeply this is affecting aimsey because they’re talk about how they’re glad they chose to be alone, they’re with their best friend and they’re saying how they’re glad to be alone, because right now this isn’t their best friend, or at least not that they can recognise right now, because he has spoke so much about how everyone is killing just to kill and how that is one of, if not the, biggest problems they have with them, so for ros to now believe that she needs to do that to aimsey to “protect” them and gain respect from others, even though she already has aimsey’s and the kingdom’s respect (mostly), is obviously gonna be upsetting for aimsey and a massive loss of trust. And they start fighting, they both swing, and then they both swing again, then aimsey stops and ros swings again and then ros swings one last time and aimsey is dead, but of course, it doesn’t last. Because if one of them was gonna die, they’d rather it be themselves, if that’s because they can’t actually die or because they can’t bring themselves to kill ros, we don’t know (although it’s probably almost definitely both). But either way ros still doesn’t get to live, because she killed aimsey and death doesn’t want that happening, the past times it’s been a mob but this time it’s a player, and they won’t allow that to happen, so it instantly makes one of its already dead kill ros… instantly, because you don’t mess with death or the ones death has already chosen to punish itself. And after the fight, his relationship with death comes back up, with her asking, basically begging, death to let them go and just let them die, but of course, they were denied again, because even after all that with ros, they still can’t have anything, everything they want always so close yet so far, always. And then after they both parted ways after the fight, aimsey when thinking about going to ros, thinks ros won’t want to see them, instead of themself not wanting to see her, after the fight, he doesn’t stew in what ros did and get angry, he just kinda goes crazy (and high and poisoned), both because of what happened with ros and also probably experiencing death again. Because even though, they just fought and definitely lost a lot of trust in each other, they still care about each other and want to protect each other above all else, because the amount of trust they have in each other, one fight, no matter how big, will change that. tr!aimsey is SUCH an interesting and compelling character, and their relationship with death and tr!ros especially is amazing! I can’t wait to see what happens next.

(this is mainly about tr!aimsey so tr!ros comes off a bit bad from their arguments, but I promise I think tr!ros is a genuinely good person, just conflicted right now and she is also an amazing and interesting character)

[h3nderyss]

you as nct dream's 8th member (headcanons)

pairing: ot7 x fem!reader . . . masterlist . . . 127 ver . . . wayv ver genre: fluff, headcanons a/n: romantic headcanons for each member if you were the 8th member and only girl in dream! u can imagine if ur in a secret relationship or not! ・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

mark

he'll get so flustered after ur compliments, saying something like "yo, stop... seriously!" while literally smiling

writes sooo! many! lyrics about u, he'd ask for ur opinion on them without finding out theyre rlly abt you..

loves walking with u after practice chatting, you guys always end up at his place, or getting food at a local restaurant

a date? a hangout? who knows at this point..

gets shy when the members tease him from how much he pays attention to u, "she's my friend, okay?"

expect to always be cuddled up to him during every movie night

he'd always jokingly ask u to put on spiderman. EVERY TIME.

asks for ur feedback on everything he does, secretly wanting to impress u ...🤫

calls u late at night just to talk abt random things that pop up in his mind

yap sessions galore with this man

never expect the room to be dim with his presence. especially with u around, he loves to talk

i feel like you and mark would talk in english the most too

renjun

starting off, he'd be adorably protective, scolding u if u overwork yourself, but softening with a worried smile

sings softly to u during quiet moments (his voiceee i can't)

teach u mandarin calling u beautiful just to see u blush

king of handmade gifts

omgg, the amount of snacks u guys would sneak each other so the members don't see and steal!

would send u songs that u might like, saying they reminded him of u

his gaze would just linger on u tbh!

jeno

BLUSHING GALOREEE

ok. you guys are just working out but then when he GUIDES u

like hands on hips sorta thing, he pretends it's "for safety"

that was enough to get ur legs weak more than the actual workout

he'd give u piggybacks during practice just to be silly

loves seeing u in his hoodies, pls steal them more often

yea he'd catch you if you stumble saying something like "careful, princess" HELLLOOO???

i think he'd take that as a perfect chance to steal a kiss from u

he's a smiley boy, pls compliment him to earn more smiles!

the members would tease him for how much he looks out for u but doesn't deny it at all

haechan

he'd always notice when ur tired, letting u lean ur head on his shoulder

he'd like steal ur phone to make u chase him around the practice room??

then you'd find a few selfies of himself in ur camera roll

randomly dramatically serenades u during practice breaks

if you'd go thru a haunted house, do NOT expect him to let go of ur hand. he wants u to be safe and comfortable at all times!

if ur bored u would cuddle with him and play with his hand and fingers

he'll get surprisingly jealous if u hang around another member for a while, he'd be pouting or just staring at u until u notice

expect him to be feeding u snacks, and vice versa

he actually visibly lights up after u laugh at his jokes

ohhh don't even get me started on his silliness. you'd be constantly telling him how much u love his goofiness

lowkey brags about how close u two are to the others, he acts like it's such a big achievement

jaemin

sooo sooo sooo effortlessly romantic 🫠

literally telling u "you're beautiful" as if it's the most natural thing ever

u guys would have SO many pics together

he'd always find a way to make u laugh! funny story or just jokes, as long as it means he'll be able to see u smile

he'd brush ur hair out of ur face during practice

his touch lingering just a little longer

lord the way he's just so CHARMING

plans cute outings for the two of u

yall know that vid of him and mark patting the seat in between them??

yea, when he wants u to sit next to him he WILL do that

ur insta would have candid pics of him everywhere

chenle

personal mandarin tutor

makes fun of u for pronounciation mistakes but is rlly considerate in making sure you'll get it perfect

there'd practically never be a silent moment with yall

one of u HAS to be yapping

he'd show u off

make u laugh nonstoppp his goofiness comes out more when he's with u

gets jealous if other members tease u, "only i'm allowed to do that!"

when u catch him singing he'll go "i'm practicing for you" then it ends up in a serenade

for some reason the song that pops up in my head when i wrote that hc is 'when i'm with you'

he wants to watch basketball with u just so he can spend time with the 2 things he loves

even if u hate basketball bc cmon.. u cant resist chenle

you'd jokingly get jealous about his obsession with stephen curry LMAO

when ur yapping, or he's yapping, he'd tuck a piece of ur hair behind ur ear idk

if he has like a solo schedule somewhere that requires u guys to be away for so long, expect 5 minute long videos he sends u of his day

OR just hours long facetime calls

jisung

one day he'd be shy when complimenting u, the other he'd be bold af

he just ends up zoning out looking at u thru the mirror during practice

yall would just have lots of duo dance sessions, he's like ur private teacher

king of back hugs, his arms go around ur waist

he'd always find a way to be around you so subtlety it's like he's lurking

not in a creepy way he just rlly likes u idk 🙁

ok enough of soft jisung

seeing him out of breath with messed up hair after dancing is a DIFFERENT feeling

kisses like everywhere bro

he'd like to kiss u trapping u between him and the wall

anywayssss....

expect cute instead of classy dates.

[legend-the-dumb-jock]

Felipe took and picture and sent it to the man online. “See. You just wish that I would sleep with you. Why else would be harassing me so much!” He was cocky and muscular. Always wanting to find a way to throw his good looks and charm in someone face. “Oh yeah! You’ll pay for leading me on. Just wait !” Felipe laughed at the man and blocked his number. Done with the game and bored with the man he was leading on for the past few weeks to make his own ego feel good.

Felipe continued on with his evening unaware of the events that had been put in motion. His stomach growled. And without him even being aware. The first change has been set in motion. Felipe made himself something to eat not even aware that his muscles had begun to get soft. Passing out on the couch his changed continues to take place. Over night his body wrapped itself in a hair. Like a permanent sweater he could never take off. He began to sweat more with all the excess body hair. His pits began to stink. A smell that would become a normal thing as the smell would stick to his hair follicles. His skin began to pale under the matted hair as his once tall frame began to shrink. Going from 6’2” to 5’8”. His feet didn’t change though. Still remaining the large size 13 wide they had had been only they began to get fat. And hairy. A thick double chin filled in his neck a thick white beard began to grow. His lips thickened and his nose became rounder. His back was quickly wrapped in the same hair that was covered every other inch of his body. But his head. All of which fell out on top leaving the sides. Giving him the distinct look of a man many years past his prime. Whit the horse shoe hair style and the excess white body hair he looked to be a man at the age of 65. As he slept another change took place. His stomach pooched out. Slow at first but by the end of the change, Felipe was stuck with a hard gut that would always stick out in front of him. Hindering his movements. Weighing him down.

The next morning. Felipe opened his eyes and screamed. Hair was everywhere. Blocking all skin. And a massive gut sit where his abs should have been.

Standing up He couldn’t see his feet past his massive hairy gut now. All he could see was white hair. His body was so sweaty and smelly.

Leaning forward with great effort he was able to see his feet. And he could clearly tell they were smelly as he was leaving wet foot print marks on the floor when he walked. All sweat.

Felipe was horrified. Looking in the mirror he seen an old man. Everything he did the old man followed. And there was so much hair. More than any human could ever possibly have on their body. And what’s worse was he notice his face looked dumber. It was like a fuse has blown in his brain making him look like a stupid old man. Thick lips that had drool dripping down there from the slack jaw. His eyes looked dull and stupid. And the thick double chin that made it all more obvious that he looked like he did nothing but eat all day. What could have caused this !

His phone began to buzz. It was the man from the night before. Somehow he managed to get his number outside of the app!!! “I hope you enjoy this new outlook. You want to like your better than everyone? Well let’s see you do that now. I’ve made you your worst nightmare. Fat. Hairy. Stupid. And ugly. And everyone will see how horrible you are now. Now that your inner ugly is now shown on the outside. They’ll have no choice ! Plus…it does come with a nice little catch!”

Felipe was so upset. Finding it harder and harder to read as more of the magic they did this too him too hold making him not only stupid looking but stupid in mind too. He opened his mouth to protest but when a scream of anger was trying to be made all that came out “I’m a stupid, fat, old, hairy cum man! Everything about me is stupid and hairy!” He hairy hands flew to his mouth. Shocked at what he just said. Fully unaware that he would be speaking of himself in such a manner from here on out. The spell would make him be the dumbest hairy man all the time. Craving cum. Craving the degradation from others.

[ir-abelas-vhenan]

I enjoy a good Solas analysis as much as the next person, and I like exploring all the ways in which the trauma he experiences may have influenced the many terrible decisions he makes.

At the same time, I hope we remember that it's okay to not be able to explain everything away. Solas has done terrible things, and we can't tie every single one back to an explanation that justifies it in a way that keeps him "pure".

Let him be murky. Let him have felt full-throatedly that the acts he committed in Mythal's name were necessary to make his creation of a physical body and subsequent service worth it. Let him fail to fully appreciate what he did to the dwarves/titans. It's only by viewing his flaws and harms in their entirety that the most exciting parts of his arc (at least to me) can be contemplated.

How far is too far? At one point do the wrongs you've scarred the world with become impossible to assuage through better intentions at other points in your journey? Can you learn through your friends and loved ones lessons you refused to be taught earlier, that caused you to hurt the one who tried to teach it to you? Can you make him see that it's not just the spirits and the elves that deserve restoration, but the dwarves? (We didn't get the opportunity to really dig into this particular avenue in Veilguard, but I think the fanfiction potential is ripe). What does he become when every possible method to reach him fails? How does Pride doom himself and leave no other choice but to put him down like the dog Elgar'nan declared him to be?

Idk. I have concerns that occasionally there's a binary standard applied where he's either wholly Solas or wholly Fen'harel with the implication being that he's either all good and every action actually stemmed from that place or singularly bad. When in fact, the coolest place for me to dwell in is the one where we have the moments where Solas raises his voice or plays a cruel trick because he's so exasperated, or where Fen'harel may have stopped to pet a halla on his journeys if for no reason other than to feel soft fur against his fingers.

He is at his most interesting when he is at his most complex, and when I say complex all I actually mean by that is when we let him be real, permit him to breathe within his own story and not just the ones we rewrite to make him more palatable, we do him more justice. Give him room not just to grow and evolve, but to dig in his heels and become the monster he never wanted to become. At the very least, he has near-absolute power in a world that by comparison feels very powerless. He's going to be just a little bit corrupted by the weight of wielding that power. The story will only get richer and more compelling if we let it exist in its entirety.

[concretejunglefm]

I can't stop thinking of Jolly teaching his slighty inexperienced lover new things in bed cause honestly he just gives me that vibe

he gives me that vibe too anon and he's such a gentleman about it.

CW: smut which includes virgin!reader mention, consent, gentle instruction, fingering and oral (f receiving).

Names: good girl, love, slut.

Smut below the cut 🔞 Minors DNI.

You should be embarrassed and honestly you kind of are. You confessed to him, after many glasses of wine, that you'd never gone further than a little kissing, but even that had been mediocre. Despite your embarrassment it's what led you here, with Jolly moving to sit himself closer to you on the edge of the bed.

"Why don't we try something basic?" Jolly asks, tilting his head as he admires you. His eyes linger on your lips before rising to meet your gaze once more and you catch the flicker of a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth before he speaks again. "Put your arms around my neck."

You lift your arms, reaching them up to wrap around his neck and feel yourself drawing closer. "L..like this?" A flush of heat crawls up your cheeks and he nods his approval before coming forward to meet you, his lips gently brushing against yours.

Instantly you go to lean into it before he's pulling back with a soft 'nu-uh', instructing you to allow him to guide you into the kiss. It's soft at first, softer than you could have expected from a man like him before it descends into something more sensual. His fingers are up in your hair while his mouth is firmly pressed against yours, the kiss growing rougher as it deepens and an involuntary sound rumbles in your throat, coaxing one to follow in his own.

When he breaks away you're left panting, barely able to catch your breath or your senses from the kiss alone.

"How was that?" He asks, a smirk forming across his lips and all you can do is nod in response. "You look so innocent like this." His voice becomes lower while he brings a hand to your chin, his thumb tracing along it. "Like a baby deer, all wide-eyed and naive." His thumb stretches to trace across your bottom lip. "Your lips are so swollen and rosy..." He leans in closer to whisper. "Do you mind?"

You nod and feel his mouth back on yours, the kiss more heated and intense than before. You feel it reach between your thigh, making you ache and your body presses closer to his, seeking out more as he focuses on your mouth and kissing you, his tongue even slipping out to meet yours.

"All of this kissing is making me want to do more." Jolly's confession follows breaking his mouth away from yours, though your lips still linger close enough to feel the heat of his breath.

"Please." You whisper, your body already burning up and in need of his touch. "I want more."

"Are you sure?" You nod, unable to bring yourself to look at him in your shyness. "Look at me, love." He instructs you, his fingers beneath your chin and tilting your head to look at him. "Do you want me to teach you what I know?"

"Yes, please." It's breathless but enough to prompt him into giving into your desires.

"Raise your arms, let me help you out of this." You follow his instruction and lift your arms as he grips the end of your shirt and pulls it off, feeling incredibly exposed when you reveal your lack of a bra beneath. "Oh, such beautiful breasts." You hear the gasp in his breath when he takes in the full sight of you, his gaze meeting yours once more. "Can I touch them? Can I touch you?"

"Please." You practically beg, arching your back as you push your chest out towards him and his hands sweep along your sides, moving around onto your chest to cup and palm at your breasts. It's a new and overwhelming experience having another person touch you in this way and you feel the way your nipples harden further, his calloused thumbs toying with them in their sensitive state, drawing out the most unexpected sounds from you as he does.

"Do you like it when I play with your nipples like this?"

Your head falls back as your eyes roll, leaning into the sensation that ripples throughout you from this alone, feeling the wetness pooling between your thighs. "Mhm." You lick your lips and softly moan as he pinches them.

"Just a gentle pinch and I can feel how well you react."

It catches you off guard when you feel a wetness on your nipple and you gasp, opening your eyes and looking down to watch as Jolly pays extra attention with his tongue and mouth, teasing the sensitive nub between his teeth before lifting his head and meeting you in another kiss.

You whine into his mouth as he lifts you, pulling you onto his lap and turning you both to lay you back on the bed, spreading you out for his and your own pleasure. "Lift your hips for me a little." He whispers against your lips and you follow his request, raising them as he begins to slip your shorts down and off you.

Looking down at him from beneath your lashes, you see the way he kneels between your thighs completely marveling over you while his hands slowly stroke up the inner of your thighs. "Fuck, look at you. You're so fucking beautiful, all excited and worked up for me. Look how wet you are. I can see the damp patch on your panties." He makes the point of pressing his thumb over the patch and you lift your hips, attempting to press down against it. "Already so needy, love? Can I have a taste?"

You nod and expect him to slip your panties off but instead he comes down between your thighs and you feel his tongue dragging over the wet patch of your panties, making you writhe beneath him. The fabric being your only barrier from what you really want makes you whine and you reach a hand down, attempting to pull at his hair but he just reaches for it, slipping his fingers between yours as an attempt to prevent you from distracting him.

Jolly's tongue makes little patterns that you feel come between your folds, but not enough for the full simulation you want or need, something he continues until you're panting and begging his name beneath your breath.

"You taste divine, love. But I bet you taste even better without these." You feel your panties being slid down and your thighs remain spread wide for him, allowing him the freedom to continue his exploration, pushing between your folds and circling your clit before sucking on it enough to make your toes curl and your hips raise, pushing right to his mouth with a loud cry.

"Such a sensitive little thing." He murmurs against your cunt as you tremble beneath him, feeling his fingers joining in the torment as he strokes along your slick folds before spreading them and exposing you to him. "What if I slowly licked your pussy from top to bottom like this?" The reaction is automatic with you whining and moaning as he toys with you further. "And if I just..." You feel the pressure of his fingers as they slowly enter you, his mouth returning attention to your clit as he sinks them deeply into your tight cunt.

"Oh, fuck...you're so fucking tight, love. Can you feel that? Do you feel the way my fingers are stretching your pussy? So  inexperienced, aren't you? So tight around my fingers even though there's only two."

You feel the way your walls squeeze around him, your hips arching as if angling yourself in desperate need of more from him. You're not unfamiliar with the use of your own fingers, but Jolly's is a whole new experience and one which has you desperately seeking more.

"Relax, love." He whispers and presses a kiss against your mound as his dark eyes peer up at you, the presence of a smirk on his face. "I'm going to give you what you want. I'll start by fucking you with my fingers first. I need to get you nice and ready for me for when I fuck you. You want that don't you? For me to fuck you?"

"Yes, please. I need you to fuck me." You don't bother to hide the desperation in your tone, not when he can already feel it in your body and you easily relax around him as you begin to feel his fingers pumping in you.

"It feels so good, doesn't it, love? Your pretty pussy and mouth are making such cute noises." The groan in his throat is enough to coax you further, nodding as you let out your own moans, the sounds becoming both louder and choked. "You're leaking all over my hand, you're such a sensitive little slut." You feel your pussy clench at being called that, the name stirring something new and unfamiliar within you. "Oh, you liked that?" You feel his smirk against your pussy as his mouth returns to toying with your clit as his he fucks you with his fingers, your climax already edging closer. "Look at you, such a hapless little thing. You're already going to cum aren't you?"

You don't deny it, just whimpering as you feel yourself edging closer to your release until you find yourself being pushed over, Jolly's fingers nor mouth letting up on you as he forces you to ride the wave of your climax on his fingers and tongue, trembling against him even long after it passes.

[sonofatoasterwaffle]

surprise self-rec time! pick 5 of your favorite things you’ve written and share them here, then put this in the inbox (anonymously or not) of your fellow writers to spread the positivity and help celebrate already written fics :)

oooh fun!!

1. Always, Everytime 

They don’t do this all the time. Buck isn’t always in the mood to pick someone up and Eddie… well, for Eddie, sex is a sometimes thing. They’d spent hours talking about it, trying things out. It all worked, just to varying degrees. Everything works with Buck. But this. This is great. OR Eddie doesn’t necessarily care who Buck sleeps with as long as he comes home when he’s done

nobody really likes this one but the mutuals and the other aces, but the fact that other ace people saw themselves in this fic will sustain me probably for the rest of my life.

2. motel stay on a weeknight (it's a contrast love)

Buck really thought that this detail to Austin would be the perfect time for him and Eddie to stop dancing around this. To fall into bed together in a cheap motel room and use the excuse to wake up too close and let it happen. Of course, then he opens the door to two goddamn queens. Summer of Buddie 2024 Week 5: Break the Cliche: Too many beds

this fic has such a place in my heart cause i wrote a fair bit of it on a road trip in Turkiye and yet it still came so easily to me. it turned out cozy and reminds me of my SPN days when most fics took place in a motel room.

3. i'd shout it from the rooftops

Buck can’t even deny it. He’s freaking out. Hard. “Public record, Buck.” Eddie is hissing through both hands planted over his face. Under them, Buck’s sure, his cheeks are bright apple red. Because they really, really should have paid more attention. It’s just that everything is so new. And finally being allowed to touch Eddie is such a fucking headrush that Buck can’t seem to keep his damn hands to himself. Nor does he seem to be able to keep his filthy fuckin’ mouth shut. Not even on camera, evidently. OR Buck and Eddie dive head first into their honeymoon phase, take a page out of Buck 1.0's book, and remember their shiny new body cams- in that order.

I just really love this one. my first real dip into some degradation kink.

4. where the lovelight gleams

Buck winks when he catches Eddie watching him. “What?” he asks, amused. Eddie flushes, caught in the act. He contemplates tossing out a quick nothing, or a throwaway line about being tired, but Buck is here, in his teenage bedroom, and that feels important. Too important to obfuscate. “I’ve got a boy in my room.” he says, sounding almost as incredulous as he feels. It’s as ridiculous out loud and it was in his head, but Buck lights up anyway. “Eddie!” He exclaims. “You never had a boy in your room before?” Buck’s eyes go twinkly and mischievous. Eddie should be scared. Instead, he’s getting hard. “Oh we are so fixing this.” OR Buck and Eddie take Chris to El Paso for Christmas. Buck takes the opportunity to help Eddie make some better memories there.

okay, i know it's a lil Christmasy, but i loved how cozy this one turned out and also i just really love hating on Helena Diaz.

5. sweet like honey, tastes like home

“Eddie,” He says again, pulling back to look at Eddie’s eyes, trying to see if he’s there, if he’s doing this for real. “You’re–” Concussed. Bleeding. Scaring me. “Buck,” Eddie begs, fingernails digging into Buck’s shoulders, eyes wide and imploring. “Thought I wasn’t going to make it. Thought I was going to die before I got to, please–” Eddie doesn’t ask. He never asks. He’s asking now. OR Eddie has a close call at work that ends with both of them bleeding and desperate for each other in more ways than one.

AKA the blood kink fic. I am actually REALLY proud of how this one turned out. I feel like I accomplished the freak4freak I was going for. Also this one is SO CLOSE to 1000 kudos, I'm vibrating with excitement.

thanks for the ask, Charlie!!! <3

[stormyoceans]

"i just drew the things i like."

andrei tarkovsky sculpting in time // james baldwin talking about love // karl kraus aphorisms // henri de toulouse-lautrec in bed: the kiss // donald justice collected poems: "there is a gold light in certain old paintings..."

[ganondoodle]

been sitting at my desk for 3 hours just trying to decide if it would be better to draw or to write on the totk rant document, not doing either

[ancha-aus]

RB TIME :D

hihihihi i got taht a lot. when i make VERY LONG comments ahhaha i know that struggle :D

Tahnk you! I always like to ahve a bit of cuse and effector have some direction as to why a character acts or does things. especially if it is a big deal like running away. Error may be dramatic but he isn't an idiot. he wouldn't think he wasn't welcome or loved unless he had reaosn to beleive it.

I feel so bad for Fresh. because. he REALLY was trying. He just never truly had to step up as main caretaker adn care giver. That had always been geno and fresh had always been able to count on Geno as well. With geno gone? yeah. it is a hard time adjusting for both of them.

And yes!!! That was Error reaching out. Error looking for comfort becase he misses Geno. and FResh had only been trying to keep Error save. He hadn't thought about the fact that Error could be needing some physical comfort. It was never meant to be hurtful but to Error it seemed like his brother didn't even want to be near him. And this right after Fresh not knowing what to do with him and carely even talking? it hit him hard. (it doens't help that error is 12 and so in teen years and everyone knows teenage years are HARD. and error doesn't LIKE talking about his feelings.)

and the letter had to be there! (and yeah the school threw shade at Fresh for no reason. Not gonna lie. I was thinking about giving Fresh a stupid full name (like Freshton or Freshning) that his mom gave him but i felt like it wouldn't fit the vibe and the school not even USING his name was a much better insult.)

And yes again! It was meant to parallel the situation with error. Fresh trying his best to make up and do right but not seeing that all he had to do was be there. (like geno had said/asked/begged him to do. Just BE there.) but it was too late. He would later come home to find a letter stating that fresh had been too late with his response and the decision had been made final. another hit for Fresh that he had been too late and put his priorities in the wrong place.

I figured the search WOULD be heartbreaking. Fresh first searching the house. desperate to find his little brother. trying to make it up to him but being unable to do it. The thing that makes it bad. is because you cna see that fresh regrets every mis step. that all he does is him trying to keep error safe and sound but not knowing how to also be there for him.

(and don't think about error coming home near tears. with the letter to give to fresh. only to find an empty home. only to see there is no one there. that there isn't even food or anything to drink in the house. That he is just so alone and error making the conclusion that fresh left as soon as he could. that fresh went back to the forest as soon as he didn't have to be in the city anymore. where he clearly doenst want to be.)

yes! they are three brothers who are on a very tight budget. there is no way they have their own rooms. they share their room and it works. Fresh and error both got used to falling asleep while geno did school work. Geno is used to going to sleep alone in bed only to wake up wiht one or both his little brothers nearby. Fresh is used to hearing geno mutter to himself or error sparking a tiny bit of magic as he sleeps.

and fresh. in the wilds. having many beasts near and listening to their breathing to not feel alone.

error never using the bed but always a hammock near others because he needs to hear them talking to feel calm and safe to sleep.

Geno waking up in the middle of the night and searching the room for both his younger brothers and having a momnet of panic when he can't see them. later going to fresh room to check on him or using a crystal ball to check on error.

Error neever understood why fresh did what he did. all he knows is that fresh would only be willing to be near error when geno was near. while fresh did want to be alone with geno. error wasn't allowed to hug him while geno was. Fresh just told error he was fine and nothing to worry about while he spoke with geno in secret and in detail.

Error sees that fresh just... doesn't know what to say to him. that fresh doesn't want to do anyhting with him (seemingly) that fresh just focusses on the house chores and what needs to be done.

and then he comes home. only to find out... that fresh wasn't there... error doubts that fresh even sees it as his home. fresh probably only comes back to do the bare minimum to keep error alive because geno asked him too... error just leaves. error runs away. planning on going back to geno and feeling like he is wanted again. (only to relaise that after a week... neither came looking for him... it took geno a few hours to get fresh home... why haven't they found him yet? error isn't even being sneaky or anything... are... are they even looking for him?)

the second fresh realises that error ran away he got searching. praying that error is just hiding somewhere in the city. somewhere where fresh can find him and drag him home. to apologise and beg for forgiveness and promise he will do better. (fresh knowing his promises aren't worth anything anymore. he broke every single one of them... why would error still believe him? why would his little brother still trust him?)

All fresh can think of are all the dangerous places. the city has a lot of great and amazing places too. perfect for error to hide and be safe. but all fresh can focus on are the bad places. the dangerous ones. because he is terrifeid something got to error.

and yes! I had to showcase the exact reason WHY fresh kept his distance. the fact he didn't even specifically wanted to tae energy and he still did. the fact the other had gotten weaker and unhealthy in such a short amount of contact. it was important to me to showcase that fresh is worreid and scared for a VERY GOOD reason. Fresh KNOWS he is dangerous. Fresh knows he could seriously harm his brother and that he almost has no control over this. So he tries to remain safe to be around.

the slipper was more to showcase it was just wet and slippery but now i think about it it can also be a metaphor to how fresh keeps failing at what he does. and falling short as brother... but that is a curtains are blue kinda situation lmao

and the magic!! I wanted to do soemthing fun with the visual for fresh and his strange magic! (headcanon that his magic is like. a sickly bright pink. one that doesn't fit any of the normal soultraits (the seven you know the ones) to once again show how alien his magic is. that fresh could flinch away from whenever he sees but i forgot to add it so rippy dippy :( )

but yes! sure he uses his normal eyes and hearing and sense of smell but i wanted to also give him a special tracking ability. one that he didn't even hesitate to use to find error <3

I got to writing that part and reailsed that if the people were truly hostile. why would they tell a stranger that there king took an orphan under his wing? some adult asking for a kid who says he is an orphan? that is shady as shit. so they just shrugged and mentioned the guard took care of it. because to them that just means that the guard either took the child back to see what is up or just gave the kid a tick on the fingers and a warning.

To Fresh. "took care of" means dead. also i imagine that in Ironfields the guard is still VERY aggressive and hostile. while in Orchard the guard has been more about actually protecting now that nightmare took over and is fixing stuff.

So. cultural and language having double meanings resulting in a devastating miscommunication for Fresh.

and about nightmare's magic?! Yes!!! I love that?! Maybe he doens't even truly change the magic. but masks it. like there is a marker being placed OVER their normal magic/being to hide them. which means these markers would break down and disappear over time now that nightmare can't renew them but like a layer of camouflage. and when error agreed to nightmare's deal (or is it more that nightmare agreed to Error's deal? lmao) nightmare placed the marker because at that moment nightmare saw himself responsible for error's safety. so he gained the ability to hide and be hidden and safe <3

Yes! I like fresh still being in denial. the way that he just keeps telling himself he isn't expecting error to be alive. that he knows he is dead. but still hoping. still searching for error. sure he tries to tell himself that he is just doing it to find the last resting place nad stuff. but deep deep in fresh's soul he keeps searching for his brave and bold little brother.

So when he gets the opion to tell geno? he just... doesnt. fresh does feel bad for lying but Geno makes miracles happen. it is geno!! If anyone... if anyone can it is him.

okay the bit about geno not having a favourite but fresh happily accepting that error is the favourite? that is real cute. it also ties back to how geno and fresh looked at baby error as if he was a miracle and their whole world. Fresh never stopped looking at error like that. and geno looks at both of them like that. it is why it would BREAK geno to fully lose his brother. either of them.

omg i love that! I love fresh picking up tiny traces. stuff that keeps him hanging around there as long as he can because he wants to find error- his stuff. He finds to find the sicko who is keeping error's things as trophies.

The idea that all these traces are just from dust. becuase dust is always invited to like the magical weapon demostrations and because error will sometimes sneak close to dust worrking with the horses to sneak a look.

Dust is one of the only ones and the FIRST to be welcome in error's tower. to sit with him and look at spell works. dust understands very little of it but the kid seems to light up when dust mentions it sounds strong or sounds cool and smart. so dust doens't mind.

(error and his magic trying to claim dust as his brother is so cute and a little bit sad because clearly it is error desperate to be wanted. dust doesn't understand this but sees trauma when he sees it so he just at first enables error to try and help him. which just is more of dust looking out for error and actually acting as a brother. if that makes any sense ahhahaha. dust circled from letting error act as if they are brotehrs into actualyl acting like brothers without meaning too or being fully aware that is happening :D)

and i am done! :D

Gifted Drabble - NewAgeAU - Gone

So. This idea just came to me! And I got cooking! @spotaus I hope you are happy! Because this time?

I am actually AIMING to make this a gutpunch >:D

Enjoy. The middle brother. Fresh :) (Also spot!! I couldn't find the art you did on Fresh so i had to wing it a litle bit lmao!)

Also warning. Unbetad and unedited :D

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Fresh is running through the streets.

He is an idiot and a horrible brother.

He just thought!

Fresh groans as he taps his foot. Very impatiently waiting for the bridge to lower to pass the canal. Heck!! The night before he had been convinced it was still Wednesday! He had been planning on leaving towards home on Thursday morning so he would be home before the evening to do some grocery shopping.

To make sure he was prepared for when Error came home for the weekend from school.

Only! To realise when the morning actualyl hit! That it was Friday already! He was late! So very late!

The bridge is finally down and he rushes over it, pushing other people aside to make room as he runs down the streets.

Fresh is an idiot!!

He promised Error that he would be there when Error came home! That they would do the home chores on the Friday he got home and to get some nice pick up to eat! Then the whole Saturday would be for them to enjoy and hang out with before Fresh would have to walk his little brother to the ride back to his school!

Fresh had just... He had been so nervous. The first weekend that Geno had been gone. That it had just been Fresh and Error... Fresh hadn't known what to do. Fresh is so used to being out and about and now he had to step up as older brother instead of just letting Geno do it.

In his defence! Geno is really good at it. and Fresh is very unsave. Which is very unrad of an older brother to be.

Fresh jsut... can't help but see his little brother. His baby brother! As a source of energy and food thanks to that rude thing in his skull.

Fresh had been jealous of his own brothers and messed around with something too strong and now he can't even hold his little brother or older brother without fearing he will end up eating their magic and hurting them.

Fresh wanted magic so badly... Well... he got it... and he hates it.

Fresh turns another corner as he rushes home. Making sure not to nudge or touch anyone as he goes. A glance at a passing clock and he winces. It is already past eleven. Error should have gotten home at ten in the morning. meaning his little baby brother had been home alone for the last thirteen hours.

Fresh really is the worst brother...

He promised!! He promised after the disasterous first weekend he would be there for Error the next one! But well, the second weekend Fresh just hadn't known waht to do with Error. They just did chores together and that was it. Fresh just couldn't deal with Error being near. With that thing in his skull just wanting to use Error as a source of food. Error would sit down next to him and Fresh would have to think of another excuse to move away! He didn't even know what to say or what to talk about with Error.

Fresh hadn't wanted this weekend to be the same. He wanted to do better this time. So when Error had been picked up for school Fresh had set out, even if Geno specifically asked Fresh to remain home. Fresh needed to do this! He had been planning to camp deep in the forest to let the parasite thing feed on natural magic. Then by the time it was Wednesday he would be safe to be around! Go home on Thursday and do the chores needed. Then when Error got home on Friday he would have gotten groceries already and be able to at least make him some breakfast to eat while he got his stuff washed. They could check Error's school supplies and make sure his homework was done. Then Friday night they would relax and play some games and eat nice take out food.

The Saterday would have been something fun! Some outing or something and Fresh could give Error the surprise he promised last weekend-

Fresh freezes. He forgot the surprise!! He forgot to get anything!!

Okay. it is fine! Maybe. Maybe they can go get some nice ice cream and go star gazing!! Wait... did Error still enjoy star gazing? Fresh glances up and frowns. Right... rain and cloudy.

Not that either of those matters as stars were hard to see around here... Something about the smoke from the many facturies and the magical and fake lights ruining the nightsky view...

Maybe... Maybe Fresh can take Error out to the forest with him? Go camping! Oh that can still work- Except it can't as Error needs to be home early on Sunday to make sure he is packed for school and on time for his ride.

Why is this so hard?! How did Geno do this so easily?!

He finally gets home and pushes the door open "Error I am so sorry-" the room is dark?

Fresh frowns as he looks around. He doesn't spot Error anywhere and doesn't spot any candles lit. The fireplace isn't even lit. Did... Did Error go to bed- wait he didn't do groceries yet. His little brother went to bed hungry? Not only did Fresh fail with being here he didn't even make sure that Error had stuff to eat!

Fresh groans as he rubs his face. He wnats to smash his own skull against the wall. This is so stupid! He should have!!

Maybe he should have just stayed home. Like Geno asked him to do. To be here in case Error needed him while Geno got their new home ready. But... Fresh had just wanted to do this weekend better. To actually be able to be a brother for once. He had wanted the parasite pacified and...

Fresh goes towards side of the room as he rubs his hands together. It is really cold in here... Why didn't Error start a fire?

Fresh gets to the cabinet holding their firemaking supplies and checks it. Only to find it empty.

Fresh groans as he just lays his face in his hands. Great. Not only did he let his brother come home to an empty house when he promised he would be there. He also left the house bare of both food and fire supplies. Meaning his little brother was not just alone and hurt by Fresh breaking his promise, again. But also was hungry and cold.

He is the worst. He is the worst brother ever.

Fresh looks at the door towards their small shared bedroom. He pushes himself up and inches over. He wants to rush in and apologise. Promise he will be better. But what if Error is asleep? Maybe it is better to let him rest as Fresh tries to fix what he can? Get some groceries and stuff? Maybe he can find Error's bag and clean his things still! Maybe they can still have the whole Saturday at least!

Fresh nods and slowly opens the door. He glances around and frowns. Three empty beds. That... That isn't what he expected. Fresh glances up towards the small string made hammock near the ceiling. Error did enjoy being up high... Fresh inches closer and slowly climbs on top of the bed "Error? are you awake?" barely above a whisper.

Fresh slowly rises to full height as he gathers his nerves to look at his little brother "I am so sorry. I swear i will do better and make it up to you.".

Fresh half expects Error to speak up and remind him that he already promised that twice and failed at it. That Fresh should jsut leave.

But no answer comes.

Fresh finally dares to look into the string nest to meet Error's rage or see his brother sleep peacefully. Only to see no one is there.

Fresh stares at the empty nest. He checks all three beds again. Finding no one. Fresh checks the closet to see if Error hid in there. No one again.

Fresh feels panic start to overtake his soul as he rushes out of the room. Looking around desperately for Error "Error!? Where are you hiding broski!" Fresh looks around and can't help but notice that he doesn't see Error's jacket on the coat hanger. He doesn't see Error's backpack anywhere.

No. No no no no. Maybe... Maybe he jsut got hungry! Maybe he is just getting some food from somewhere!

Fresh rushes towards the kitchen and checks their emergency jar. All the gold that had been in there is gone. Good. Good!! That. That means that Error took the gold to get some food! That is great!

Fresh leans against the counter and sighs in relieve. He can just use the time now to clean some stuff up then. Maybe he can still make this weekend right.

Fresh grins as he looks back to the door to get his bag when he sees it. Some kind of letter on the table. Fresh frowns as he walks over. There is a very thin layer of house dust on it and Fresh brushes it off.

Huh. the seal keeping it close is from the academy. Fresh shrugs as he uses his clawed finger to open the letter. He grabs the paper and with the light from his eye lights reads it.

To Error's Caretaker.

Huh. Right. as they don't have a family name Fresh supposes they would do it like this. Though Fresh is very sure they used to just address Geno directly. Seems like this was their go to when Geno told them Fresh would be serving as main caretaker for Error.

We are regretful to inform you that we have been forced to make the hard decision to expel Error from our esteemed Academy and curriculum.

It was a hard decision but after all that has happened and the past problems Error has had with the easier classes it seems best to not continue Error's education at our establishment.

We understand that this is a shock and for this reason we will allow a grace period where you are able to apply for us to reconsider our decision. If you want to appeal to us make sure to write us a letter before Friday to ensure we have enough time to process your request and prepare a response.

Fresh doesn't even wait. His hands shake as he searches the room for things to write with and finds the smaller magical envelope to send his reply in. He finds some paper and writes the letter as quickly as possible. His soul pounding wildly. He quickly writes how it is a stupid decision as Error is amazing with magic and complex spellwork. That he just doesn't feel challenged in the easier classes and needs something more challenging to keep him engaged in the classes. Fresh makes sure to remind them that Geno is Error's brother and Geno was their best stupid they had ever had with perfect marks for his classes and having been able to craft complex spells beyond even the level of the professors. That Geno reassured them that Error was just as talented in magic and would make unbelieveable things.

Fresh checks his letter quickly. it isn't the best handwriting but that had always been terrible and Fresh doesn't have the time to reconsider. He isn't sure what time it is but he refuses to be too late for this. He puts the letter into the envelope and closes it up by alligning the seal on it. The letter starts to float and twirls around before disappearing.

Fresh quickly grabs the letter and keeps reading.

We understand this is a huge shock but we request you to rememebr that this was not an easy decision for us either.

Fresh glares "Yeah that is just a lie! You guys were always mean and rude and uncool to Error." Just because Error's magic is different and Error uses it differently. He had heard enough talks between Geno and Error this. Maybe Error is hiding soemwhere in the house? Worried Fresh won't get it and will get mad at him?

Which is stupid. Fresh could never be mad at him.

Fresh looks around "Error? I promise and swear I am not mad. These guys are just stupid and unrad for not seeing how amazing and talented and skilled you are!" No answer.

Fresh looks back at the letter and finds where he left off.

We also understand that it will be a shock to have this happen at the start of the week.

His soul feels like it stupid pulsing. No... No...

But we made sure he was brought home safely even if it is much earlier. He will have all of his supplies with him and we have enclosed a list of all of these items. If anything is missing please send a copy of the list included back with a letter to explain the missing item.

Thank you for your understanding Yours truthfully,

Afterwards it is just the principles name but that isn't what catches Fresh's attention. Becuase the date that is next to the signature. To signal this was writen and send with Error to him. Dates back to Monday... Four full days ago.

Error... Error had gotten home on Monday...

Fresh drops the letter as he looks around in a panic. The house doesn't feel lived in. There is some dirt and dust already gathering because nothing was used and it hadn't been aired out. Error's jacket and shoes aren't near the door. Error's bag is gone as well. He took some money.

Fresh runs outside as he whistles loudly.

A rumble from the ground and moments later his beast frees itself from the ground. It doesn't look like any normal animal. It is a strange large worm thing with fur and bright colours. The eyes are strange and it has a beak.

Fresh stares at it "Find Error. Find his scent or trace or trail or anything! As soon as you find it come back to me and lead me there." His large creature tilts its head all the way in a circle much like an owl before disappearing into the ground again.

Fresh meanwhile starts running. He prays Error is by the shops in main street. Maybe he is just hanging aorund the stores to steal things and hide nearby. Fresh knows all three of them have gone that before. Fresh just also knows that gangs tend to hang around there and Fresh does not want one of those heathens to hurt his brother!

He gets there and checks the stores first. Ntohign looks broken into but Error can also do magic to make himself invisible as easy as breathing. Fresh makes sure to be obvious about being there and searching. If Error is watching he may see that Fresh is looking for him and come out? hopefully?

No Error however and Fresh rushes into the alleyways around the stores. Checking every single one carefully. Making sure to grab some guy waiting in said sidestreet. Seeing as the other tried to stab Fresh.

The guy sputters and looks terrified.

Fresh just glares "Who else have you attacked this week?"

The guy sputters and tries to breka free from his hold but Fresh just holds on tighter "Tell. me."

The guy shudders and tries to shrink in on himself "Jsut some humans! Rich folk that had no right to be here! Just stole some money but didn't hurt anyone! I swear!" Fresh can smell the scent of fear. It reeks but a tiny part of himself, the part of his soul that is now directly connected to that parasite, purrs at the scent of fear. Like he is hunting.

Fresh drops the other. Barely taking note of the fact the other looks exhausted and is a lot paler. Fresh leaves the sidepath and looks around. Error isn't here.

Fresh gorans as he rubs his sockets. Trying to think. Where could he have gone. Maybe he went to the hill just out of city limits? On the edge of the forest?

Fresh doesn't like that idea as there are some wild animals and beasts in those forests that can and will try to hunt his brother. Fresh knows that Geno told Error to stay away from there. Fresh still turns and starts running. it is best he checks. just in case.

Getting out of the city always takes a while but getting up the hill is just annoying. It is slippery thanks to the rain and Fresh loses his footing quite a few times.

But he gets there with only a bit of mud on his jacket. It doens't matter however as Fresh searches the area. He doesn't see or smell anything that could suggest Error has been here. Fresh still walks afew steps into the forest to check those just in case.

The amgic had done a lot to him. It had changed him. First and foremost was his connections to animals and his beasts. his new magic affecting the animals that become close to him and turning them into one of his beasts. He has a special connection to them.

But he himself had changed. He was stronger, faster. His senses had improved tenfold if not more. His phalanges having turned sharper and clawlike. The way he could now feed on the magic and energy of others. Steal it like a leech.

There is a good reason Fresh tries to stay away from the city. to stay at a distance from his brothers.

Fresh manages to get back to the city when he hears the sound of digging. Fresh turns and waits with held breath as his worm beast comes out of the ground. It stares at him and Fresh knows it. It has found a trace of Error.

Fresh doesn't even need to give the order. It already knows what Fresh wants and leads him back into the tunnel. The tail at the end closing the hole behind them as Fresh remains on its back.

It is dark and everything smells of dirt and garbage. The city really needs to spend more time on keeping the streets clean.

The worm stops and digs up and Fresh is back on the streets. He ignores the few shouts of fear and running steps as he lands on the ground. He looks around as the fur covered worm raises this small wrapper. Fresh takes it with care and takes adeep breath. It smells of greasy food. a burger. Seems like they used the off brand cheese. But he can also small it. Something that almost smells like strings nad wool of materials Error always carries and his jacket. a very tiny bit of wood which should be his knitting needle. the scent of bones of course. The potent magic that he is so used to smelling and being near.

Fresh frowns. It is old. This is an old trace. He looks back at his worm "This is old." the worm looks a thim and then at the warper and then back at him.

Fresh frowns. This... this is the newest? Fine. Fresh will work with it then. He takes a deep breatha nd concentrates. Trying to filter all the other scents out and just focus on the scnet of his brother.

He opens his eyes and is happy to note his magic is active. The way there is this swirling misty trail int he air. it is weak and barely there but still there. THe scent trail. Fresh looks back at his beast "Keep searching." THe worm digs back into the ground as Fresh runs after the trail.

He rushes through the streets and ignores anyone shouting at him for bumping into them. Fresh looks around as he keeps shouting error's name in the hope of getting his attention.

As he runs it becomes more and more obvious that error had been making his way towards the outskirts. Which. No?! Fresh knows that the... entertainment district is over there! And Fresh does not trust those kind of sick pervs anywhere near his little brother!

Sure Error had been starting to start his growspurt and shoot up in height but he is only twelve! Fresh does not trust anyone with him!

Fresh is so relieved when it becomes obvious that Error hadn't been aiming to that direction after all. Instead the trail seems to lead towards an old abandoned factury. Why would he go here?

Fresh shakes his skull. He doesn't want to think about it. It doens't matter. He will ask Error when he dragged his younger brother home and got him comfortable in about five blankets.

Fresh gets to the building and frowns as the scent trail keeps getting thinner. At least it seems like error didn't actually went into the old building becuase it is close to falling apart and Fresh does not want to think about how hurt he could have gotten if his magic got explosive again and the building came down on him.

Fresh continues moving and reaches the edge of the city. Realising that... Error left... He left the city.

Fresh stands at the edge. staring into the distance. the open road with nothing there. Fresh pants as he stares ahead. His skull spinning. That does he do now? What does he do?! Fresh puts his face into his hands. Error... Error ran away? He left?

Then again... What did he expect? Fresh hasn't exactly been a good brother at all. In matter of fact. Fresh had been a terrible brother. He wouldn't even show affection to Error. He didn't even make sure things were taken care of for when error got him.

Geno ASKED HIM! Geno BEGGED him to remain home. To just skip the far away feeding and feed the parasite by going into the city. Geno had told him so many times that Error would need Fresh. That Geno is so sorry to place this on Fresh but Geno needs to go to Sanctuary to get everything ready for them.

This was suposed to be their break!! Geno had already pulled the strings he could to make sure bother Fresha dn Error could move with him. Geno told them he was going to get their new home ready and look for the best tutors for Error with his magic and for the best healers for Fresh. Sanctuary is a very magical country with many many skilled individuals. Geno had high hopes to finally get them settled somewhere good. Somewhere where they could be happy!

And... and Fresh ruined it. Because Fresh decided he knew better than Geno. Because Fresh couldn't deal with being near his little brother and he is just the worst. Error had been so sad to see Geno go and Fresh ahdn't even tried to comfort him.

Fresh shakes rubs his sockets harshly. a strange singlike grumble from beside him and Fresh realises his beast is back to his side.

He needs to fix this. Fresh sint'sure if he can but he needs to try. He owns it to Error. He owns it to Geno.

Geno had found him wihtin an hour and Fresh had managed to get hismelf infected with a parasite.

Fresh doesn't want to know all the trouble Error could run into in the four, by now almost five days he had been on his own.

Fresh takes a deep sigh and nods. He is going back to the house and pack lightly for another trip. Leave one of his beasts at the house and then get traveling.

He can track. He can follow trails. He will use everything he can to find his brother.

No matter what it takes.

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Fresh wants to cry. Though he had been crying for the last three hours already.

He had followed Error's trail all the way from Ironfields to Orchard over the course of a full week. And that had scared him more than anything. Wiht how close Orchard lays to no-mans land around the Whistlers territory. Not to forget Fresh thinks there was this whole thing about some crazy king in this kingdom? He isn't sure he isn't big on politics.

Fresh had searched. He had searched the whole city the trail had lead to. But nothing.

The trail just... ended at a dead end.

He had ended in some kind of arena. The scent of Error's magic had been so strong there and he had felt so hopeful. He had searched the whole area but nothing.

Aside from the very obvious blasted top of the arena. Fresh asked around and while most people jsut looked at him disgusted by his accent some people mentioned how there were wizard try outs.

Fresh asked specificially about a young skeleton. black bones. powerful magic.

Some people looked thoughtful before mentioning how they think they heard something about it but that the guards took care of it.

Took. Care. Of. It.

Fresh had tried to find other stories but it came down to the same thing over and over. Some young skeleton did a too large spell. A lot of damage got down before the guards got to them and stopped them before they could hurt anyone.

Fresh was shaking. Error wouldn't hurt anyone unless they gave him a reason.

Fresh sobs as he srubs his sockets. He was too late. He messed up and now... Now...

How is he going to tell Geno this? How is he going to tell him that he failed in every single aspect of being a brother and got their baby brother killed?

Fresh sobs as he jjust throws his stupid glasses away. it shatters somewhere. He doens't care.

He doesn't want this stupid power. He wants to go back to being weak and boring and normal.

He doesn't want to be special anymore.

He just wants his brother back.

Please. Please give him back.

He is sorry.

So sorry.

[mars-ipan]

some postgame doodles for pride month

[sskk-manifesto]

Finally got around to watching ep 11 (´；ω；｀)

[seventh-district]

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[moe-broey]

Man. I do love when the character is Scared and fucking MAD ABOUT IT. Going from crying and cowering to snapping and biting the MOMENT a hand is extended to them. Trying to help them or otherwise just work with them somehow and the entire fucking time they're kicking and screaming and complaining and being disparaging and stuck up and just kind of a brat about it. ASSUME HARMFUL INTENT BY DEFAULT, get THEM before they GET YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ And NEVER trust a helping hand ESPECIALLY when it feeds you.

[enden-k]

im sorry to hear people are stomping all over your boundaries, big props to you for sticking up for yourself and putting your foot down. I hope you're doing ok (/gen)

on another, hopefully happier note, i noticed your info post mentions that you self ship! I'd love to hear about your favourite self ships if you're comfortable talking about them some time?

i actually never did or had interest in this but then haitham waltzed in so hes the first and only one (this whole thing flusters me so its smth i indulge in for myself in private by reading or daydreaming or sometimes i babble and ramble about him very in depth)

(most hkvthm things i draw is just me going 'wish that was me' and drawing it LMFAO)

ohh also same w kaveh but in a slightly different way than haitham (theyre both the only ones) i want them to hold hands. i want them to hold my hands. there

[funkle420]

*takes my last adderall so i can finish all my work in one day*

*finishes one (1) assignment*

*gets distracted and spends the rest of the day hyperfocusing on delicious in dungeon again*