#and im not sure the moon one really lands very well...

[exculis]

sock idea i had and decided needs more time in the oven (my brain)

[tannieastrology]

Synastry/Composite Observations 🌠

(These are just some of my experiences and I really just wanna share what I learned with yall)💕

Synastry-

💙✨ Saturn square Venus can really just throw off the timing of a relationship. Well its less the timing and more of the fact of that the two people cant ever make their minds up and mature up for one another. And there are for sure alot of barriers that come withing this aspect one of them being that other people can set these two apart. In the couple that i saw this in the guy was Saturn and the woman was Venus. Venus was led on for almost 2 years while Saturn chased a different woman in that time. Until in may 2023 they started talking but their communication was off so Saturn broke it off. Now in december everyone finds out Saturn wants her back but Venus has moved on. So in their case it was a lack of maturity and indecisiveness.

💙✨ Venus conjunct Pluto makes the Venus person SO obsessive ESP if the Venus person has scorpio in their natal chart. Remember the Saturn guy from the first bullet point? He was the guy ive had a crush on for the past 3 years and in my scenario with him, hes the pluto in this case. Sadly it was unrequited but man this guy had me in a chokehold which was weird because I never wouldve thought id be attracted to someone like him. Its like no matter how far I go I cant ever forget about him its so frustrating. My Venus was conjunct his Pluto in Capricorn in my 3rd house so the way we talked to each other was very agressively but strangely we find comfort in it? Talking to him was easy too but lemme tell you when we argued WE ARGUED like it was HEATED. Our friend group always felt so uncomfortable whenever we went back and forth with each other. So yeah i would say really look at what house this conjunction happens in because for me it affected my house of mind, communication, and friends but if it falls in a deeper house like the 8th house the affects would be like 10x more magnified. Alot of people say its a sexual aspect but I really just think it depends on where it lands. I fell hard because im a plutonian person in general i have a Scorpio Moon and Lilith conjunct in the second house and my Venus in the 8th degree.

💙✨ Venus conjunct Moon brings alot of understanding and patience in a friendship/relationship. So ironically the Pluto guy also had his Capricorn Moon conjunct my Venus nd while we did argue alot and made me cry often I always had a soft spot for him. I felt like I understood him and we had many times where we joked around and laughed often. However Venus conjunct Moon can sometimes amplify your emotions to each other if theres other planets in contact with it. In a case like mine BOTH his Pluto and Moon conjuncted my Venus so most of the times our interactions stirred up obesessive and deeper emotions in me. Sometimes he triggered my trauma and i felt judged by him often but as me and him are getting older and are maturing more we stopped attacking each other and started being more honest with how we feel about things. I tell him about my personal struggles and he helps by giving me logical advice. Because of the fact that our aspect was in Capricorn it took us almost 4 years to have proper communication and be able to share our traumas with each other. I trust him alot even though we bicker often and even if he might not like me back hes still such a understanding friend and was there for me when i needed him and that itself is something to appreciate.

💙✨ If one persons Venus doesnt have alot of contact with your planets in your synastry but the other persons Venus has many aspects it may be unrequited. In my instance with the Pluto guy my Venus conjuncted his Moon, Pluto, and Jupiter and trined his Virgo Mars and Saturn while the only aspects his Leo Venus made to my planets was Venus opposition Sun and sextile Vertex. From the guy I really do believe he should have atleast some type of contact with your big six in order for him to feel something.

💙✨ So going back to the Venus and Saturn couple they also had Venus conjunct Lilith in Saggitarius and she was the one who got away. So like i said she was obsessed with him and everybody knew it too. I mean when she found out I also liked him she started hating me even though i never acted on my feelings and tried to supress it. He was the Lilith in this case and you can really see that hes attracted to her but theyre lowkey toxic sometimes. He blew hot and cold to her multiple times and everytime she got a boyfriend he wants her back like what?? She wouldve done anything for him but nah he sold. Theyre never gonna forget about each other and this aspect in my opinion has a very “the one that got away” type feel to it.

💙✨ Even if your planets dont make an aspect you can still feel it sometimes. I have a Gemini Mars and Pluto guy had a Virgo Mars and lemme tell you our arguements were BAD even though they didnt make an aspect. He always knew how to retaliate to whatever i said and always had a slick comment to throw in and my fucked up Gemini Mars self found that interesting which looking back at im hella concerned. I also cant forget that his Mars conjuncted my Saturn and my Mars squared his Saturn so the intensity came from all ends not just the signs.

Onto Composite!

(Just a Disclaimer all of these observations are made off of me and the Pluto guy)

💙✨ Having a Taurus Sun in composite can mean that both people are stubborn. Im just gonna use my experience to explain this but having Taurus in the position of Sun can be either bad or good. Me and Pluto are young we’re both still in highschool so i know this wont be how we are gonna act forever but our relation to each other was a very slow process. It took YEARS for us to get out of the arguing with each other/ insulting each other phase since the 6th grade but damn sometimes i really feel like he doesnt ever get what im trying to say. We move so SLOW when it comes to our friendship and also communication because our Mercury is Conjunct the Sun in Taurus too. I read on a blog named awda on here that Taurus Sun couples never expect to catch feelings and its so true. To start with I never really liked him when i saw him back in middle school but in 8th grade i caught feelings bad nd since then i havent been able to forget about it. And weirdly alot of people ship us too. Ive read online that this placement means comfort with each other and while yes i have felt it sometimes, i feel that the comfort aspect of Taurus Sun in composite only applies if the chart is filled with trines and sextiles. Our composite is just squares and oppositions everywhere so we feel the stubborness and uncompromising aspect of the Taurus energy more than anything else. Ive done everything I possibly can to try to move on but im honestly stuck with him for a while now. Thats how Taurus Sun feels in my opinion. Its long lasting and not something you can run away from. People will ship you as a couple and yall might be like nooooo i would never but then boom one day you actually catch feelings. And who knows maybe one day he will I mean thats what my our older mutual friend tells me. I have no clue how he ever feels and I know its because of his natal Capricorn Moon but ive always held a soft spot for him deep down. Ive always wanted to look after him and wanted him to put his trust into me but it was never like that i guess. Maybe one day it will progress into something more who knows?

💙✨ Venus square Mars was another aspect that we held in alot of our midpoint charts like the progressed composite, the regular composite, and the davison chart. When i tell you how potent the energy of this aspect was to us even though we had Venus trine Mars in synastry. Ive always asked him why do you like arguing with me? Why do you like bothering me? But hes never really been able to give an answer. And i think thats just how this energy is. You start to find comfort in the disagreements and in a way it kept us stimulated. It was a way for me and him to connect and become friends. Dont get me wrong there were times where we genuinely got on each other nerves but with time we got more mature and learn how to talk things out and respect each others boundries. We still bicker obviously i really feel like thats never gonna go away lmao but its wayyyy more toned down now. Im not even trying to be delusional but i sometimes feel like hes always fixated on me the most in social situations and many people have pointed it out to me. Even if it might not be romantic it can still make the two people infatuated with each other. You know the saying “theres a fine line between love and hate” this is literally that aspect in a nutshell. You just have to figure out how to express your feelings for one another in a healthy way otherwise you can start to find the other person to be annoying and irritating. This aspect had me all over the place man liking someone and hating them at the same time was crazyyy.

💙✨Make sure you check your progressed composite too. Obviously relationships change and i think the progressed version of the chart is more realistic in how things are in the present time. In our regular chart we have Venus in Libra which i was like eh that doesnt really match us that well. But when i saw the progressed chart it showed that we have Venus in Scorpio conjunct Mercury in the 10th degree and it makes muchhhh more sense. The twisted way we talk to each other and the deep conversations feel more fitting to Scorpio than Libra. We recently started to open up to each other more and this progression happened in 2023 compared to in 2019 when we first met Mercury was conjunct the Sun in Taurus. So we went from stubborn arguements to being more comprehensive but snarky nonetheless. Also it explains me not losing feelings too lmao. Im only really speaking from my side ive had no clue how he felt but I know that he was just as clueless as me. In our original composite we had Sun square Mars and Mercury opposition Venus and we were like cats and dogs back then. Now, in 2024 we have Mercury conjunct Venus and Sun sextile moon along with Moon trine Venus and Mercury. The Sun square Mars aspect went away and were on the same wavelength alot more now. Its really interesting to see how it changed you should definitely check it out if you get the chance to.

💙✨Just something that I observed but all the girls he liked they had an aspect of venus trine moon and some type of positive aspect from venus and mars. All of them were weirdly unrequited though and i still dont know how to figure out how people get stuck in the friendzone using composite but i think it depends on the house and peoples natal charts. I dont have their birth time so i couldnt figure the house things out but look to see where the big six fall and what sign the ascendant is in.

I know I dont post on here anymore but I really hope yall enjoyed this!! See yall next time💕

[cutesyaddy]

From Foes to Forever (part one)

min ho moon x reader

a/n: i’m a very inexperienced writer so please bare with me 😭 

warnings: characters may be ooc (my bad gang 🌝) and im not that great with grammar but i try 🥲

-anything spoke in korean will be written like this, but so will any words being dragged out so i’m just gonna have to hope you’re smart enough to know the difference.

-anything written in bold is gonna be song lyrics

-‘example’ means it’s being thought, while “example” means its being said aloud.

summary: reader meets some of the main characters and makes some impressions. (idk guys just read 😭🙏)

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Music blares through my headphones as I was discreetly bobbing my head to my favourite song right now, Lovers by Anna of the North (guys, this is a CLASSIC banger go check it out).

While anticipating the BEST part of the song, my eyes trailed up to a handsome—and I mean really handsome—guy walking towards whatever was behind me.

For a moment, my breath hitched, and I couldn’t help but stare at him while he moved, his stride dripping with confidence. He walked like he had a big ego.

I could swear he started to walk in slow motion when the beat finally dropped.

now i’m in the dark

show a little loving

His sharp features were captivating; I genuinely couldn’t pull my eyes away from him.

shine a little light on me

show a little loving

His eyes met mine for what was probably only like 2 milliseconds, but in that short time, his gaze sent a shock throughout my body.

I was pulled out of my trance when the boy bumped into the arm of a pretty girl sitting beside me.

I pulled off my headphones and let them sit comfortably around my neck as I watched these strangers converse.

I was a sucker for things like this. He was super hot, and she was gorgeous. He bumped into her, and now they’re going to have a little meet-cute and start their love story.

“Excuse me,” she grunted, craning her neck to look back at him. He stopped and turned towards her.

“Wait,” she started; I think she noticed something on his bag. My eyes followed her own, and they landed on a KISS keychain.

“Do you go to KISS? I’m going to KISS." Oh my gosh, it’s happening; they go to the same school! Coincidentally, so do I, but this isn’t about me.

He paused for a second. “no Englishshi” Oh, I guess not then. Before the girl could say anything else, I interrupted,

“Do you speak Korean?” they both spun their heads in my direction. Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything; now they know I was listening.

“I think you should apologise man; that was pretty rude.” his position remained unchanged. “What's rude is you not minding your own business. Ugh, I don’t have time for you people."

‘Yet you had enough time to be walking so slowly?’ No, I shouldn’t say that; he’s totally right; I shouldn’t have gotten involved. Not everything is a kdrama.

I defeatedly watched as he took long strides in the opposite direction. “Hey, thanks for defending me, or what I think was defending me? I’m not sure; I don’t understand a word of Korean, haha! Anyway, my name is Kitty Song Covey! It's nice to meet you!”

‘Oh my gosh, what an earful.’ “Don't worry about it! I was just telling him he should apologise; I don't think he took it very well, though.” She stared at me expectingly.

“Oh! Sorry, my name is (y/n) (l/n). It’s nice to meet you, Kitty.” I held out my hand for her to shake out of pure instinct, but I instantly regretted it as it was such an old-fashioned greeting.

Without a beat, she took my hand anyway, which brought a smile to my face. “I couldn’t help but hear you are attending KISS?”

Kitty nodded her head vigorously. “YES! I’m super duper excited to be reunited with my boyfriend, who also attends KISS! He’s one of the reasons I decided to enroll!”

I blinked. “Are you travelling all this way and studying abroad for a boy?” Ok, I misread the situation earlier; maybe this was like a kdrama, just not the one I was originally expecting.

“No, of course not! It’s not all because of him. KISS was the school my mother attended when she was my age. I’m travelling to Korea to learn more about her.

“Oh, so you’re from Korea?” I was pleasantly surprised. “Yes! I’m half Korean.”

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Lucky me! I made it just in time for the bus that's heading straight for KISS. Jeez, I feel a little bad for the students that didn’t get here in time; I would get lost trying to locate the school in this massive city.

My headphones were at home, snug around my ears, as they played my favourite tunes. Music was the only thing fun about going on drives.

I grinned to myself like a weirdo when my favourite—dare I say the BEST song of all time—played through my headphones for the hundredth time.

you told me i would never see you

walk away

With the familiar melody filling my ears while I stared out of the bus window, my mind wandered back to that boy from earlier.

said you’d never break my heart

never leave me in the dark

He sure was cute; I mean, he was sorta mean, but I'm kinda into it. What can I say? I'm a sucker for a good old enemies-to-lovers story.

i guess there’s just some promises

you shouldn’t make

I’m a sucker for all things romance, matter of fact. Ironically, though, I’ve never been in a relationship. I’m more of a third wheel, the audience, the viewer, the reader.

should’ve know from the start

now i’m in the dark

thoughts full of this nameless douche from the airport, I began to drift off, head bumping against the glass of the bus window.

SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT BUT I HOPE YOU LIKED IT

PART TWO HERE

[myscenic]

Part I | Part II coming soon :>

Pairing: incubus!jung sungchan x prince!male!reader

Genre: royalty au, smut

Warnings: unprotected sex (don't irl!!), swearing, big dick sungchan (yes, again, handjob (r. receiving), blowjob (sc. receiving), cum eating, slight gore, character deaths, (tough reader turns into a sub real quick ijbol), and more (i realized this was too long so I cut it into 2 parts), pls lmk if there's any mistakes :)

Word Count: 3.8k+

Synopsis: I just realized i forgot to write this lmao

𖤐 Note: this was inspired by smth, but i can't remember about what it was, so💀 still can't believe I got so many notes from my last fic, thank u guys sm!! im not really a good smut writer as im still learning, this rlly motivates me to write more but i think ima need to write more non smut fics to calm myself down-

y/n, the prince of the y/l/n's, stood before his father, the king, in the grand hall of the castle. the air was heavy with tension as the king addressed the group of knights assembled before him. y/n's heart pounded with a mix of apprehension and determination.

"my loyal knights," the king began, his voice commanding and authoritative. "i have called you here today to address a grave matter that has plagued our kingdom. people have been vanishing without a trace, and we cannot turn a blind eye any longer."

y/n's father's eyes bore into each knight's soul, his gaze unwavering. "i hereby command each and every one of you to investigate this matter. find out what is happening, and put an end to this menace that plagues our land."

the knights nodded in unison, their resolve firm. y/n stepped forward, his voice filled with determination. "i will lead the charge, father. i swear to you that i will uncover the truth and bring justice to those who have suffered."

the king's gaze softened, pride gleaming in his eyes. "i have faith in you, my son."

with their orders given, y/n and his fellow knights set off towards the town where the disappearances had been occurring. the moon hung high in the sky as y/n's heart raced with a mix of anticipation and unease. he knew that his duty as a prince went beyond protecting the kingdom; it was about safeguarding its people from the unknown horrors that lurked in the shadows.

as they ventured deeper into the small village, y/n's senses heightened. it was as if the very air crackled with an otherworldly energy. suddenly, a blood-curdling scream pierced the silence, sending shivers down y/n's spine. without hesitation, he motioned for his fellow knights to follow him, leading the charge towards the source of the disturbance.

the house loomed before them, its windows shrouded in darkness. y/n's grip tightened around his sword as he prepared for the worst. he exchanged glances with his comrades, their eyes reflecting a mix of determination and concern.

with a swift kick, y/n pushed open the creaking door, revealing a scene of eerie stillness. the room was dimly lit, casting long shadows across the worn-out furniture. but what caught y/n's attention were the lifeless bodies of his fellow knights, piled together in a haunting display.

a sense of dread washed over y/n as he scanned across the room. he knew that the incubus, sungchan, was responsible for this mess. the prince's eyes darted around the room, searching for any signs of the demon's presence.

but as y/n turned his gaze back to the lifeless bodies, a flicker of movement caught his eye. in the corner of the room, a figure emerged from the shadows, revealing the horns first, then the enigmatic and alluring form of sungchan himself.

"well, well, well, isn't this the prince of the y/l/n’s?" sungchan's voice dripped with a mix of amusement and malice as he sauntered towards y/n, his eyes filled with a predatory gleam. "ah~ your knights. don't worry about them, my dear prince. i've taken good care of them. i'm sure they're in a better place now~”

y/n's eyes narrowed, his grip on his sword tightening. "you monster! what have you done to them?"

sungchan chuckled, his voice a seductive melody. "oh, nothing too permanent, my prince~ just a little taste of pleasure and pain. they were quite...entertaining."

y/n's rage consumed him, fueling his every action as he swiftly gripped his sword and lunged towards sungchan, determined to exact his revenge. but to his astonishment, sungchan effortlessly flickered his hand, causing the sword to be flung away across the room. y/n's eyes widened in disbelief, his heart pounding in his chest.

a wicked grin spread across sungchan's lips as he taunted y/n. "is this all you've got, my dear prince? such a disappointment~" his voice dripped with amusement and superiority, relishing in the power dynamic that had shifted in his favor.

y/n then tried to punch sungchan in the face. but before y/n could touch him, sungchan swiftly moved, his movements fluid and graceful. he reached out and gripped y/n's wrist with an iron grip, overpowering him effortlessly. with a sudden, forceful motion, sungchan flung y/n onto the bed, causing the prince to crash onto the soft mattress.

y/n's body sprawled across the bed, his mind reeling from the unexpected turn of events. he struggled to regain his composure, his chest rising and falling with each labored breath. anger still burned within him, but it was now mingled with a sense of vulnerability and helplessness.

sungchan loomed over y/n, his presence dominating the space. his dark, seductive eyes bore into y/n's, relishing in the control he held. "oh, my prince, you truly are a sight to behold when you're filled with rage. but sadly, you can't do anything now."

y/n's muscles tensed as he attempted to free himself from sungchan's grip, but it was useless. he could feel the power emanating from sungchan, an otherworldly force that left him powerless to resist. the realization of his own vulnerability sent a shiver down his spine.

sungchan's voice was a low, sultry whisper as he leaned in closer, his breath caressing y/n's ear. "don't worry, my prince. i have no intention of causing you any harm... yet. consider this a taste of what's to come. your defiance only adds to the pleasure I derive from breaking you."

y/n's mind raced, his emotions a tumultuous whirlwind. he knew he had to find a way to escape sungchan's clutches, to protect himself and his knights. but the odds seemed insurmountable, and the path to victory obscured by sungchan's overwhelming power.

as y/n lay on the bed, his body still tingling from the impact, he braced himself for what lay ahead. the battle had taken an unexpected turn.

sungchan's eyes glinted with a mix of mischief and desire as he slowly crawled over y/n, his movements sinuous and deliberate. he leaned in close, his lips barely grazing the shell of y/n's ear as he whispered, his voice dripping with tantalizing promises.

"i was hoping for a show, my dear prince," sungchan purred while playing with y/n’s hair, a sultry smirk playing on his lips. "but i guess i'll have to take matters into my own hands."

y/n's heart raced, a mixture of fear and curiosity filling his mind. he couldn't help but ask, his voice laced with a hint of defiance, "w-what are you going to do?..."

sungchan's laughter filled the room. "oh, my sweet prince, you'll find out soon enough~”

with a swift motion, sungchan raised his hand, his fingertips glowing with an eerie, otherworldly energy. he whispered spells under his breath.

y/n's vision blurred, his consciousness fading away as he succumbed to the power of sungchan's magic. in the span of a few seconds, his body went limp, collapsing onto the bed as he slipped into unconsciousness.

"now, my prince, it's time for the real show to begin," sungchan murmured. he traced a finger along y/n's jawline, his touch sending shivers down the prince's spine even in his unconscious state.

after a few seconds, y/n's eyes fluttered open, his consciousness returning to him in a haze. as his senses slowly awakened, he became acutely aware of the chill in the air against his exposed skin. his heart pounded in his chest as his gaze fell upon his torn clothes strewn across the floor, leaving him completely vulnerable and exposed.

a mixture of shock and horror washed over y/n as his eyes shifted to sungchan, who knelt between his legs with a sinister smirk playing on his lips. sungchan's fingers danced along y/n's inner thighs, teasingly tracing the contours of his skin. The sight of sungchan toying with his hardened cock sent a shiver of pleasure mixed with humiliation down y/n's spine.

"y-you monster!" y/n's voice trembled with a mix of anger and humiliation. "how dare y-you!"

sungchan's laughter filled the room, a chilling sound that reverberated in y/n's ears. "how dare me?~" he purred, "then why is your body reacting to me?~"

sungchan leaned in closer, his breath hot against y/n's ear as he whispered, his voice laced with both menace and seduction. "you look so hot under my touch~"

y/n's body trembled, a tint of pink appeared on his cheeks. he knew this was wrong and he was embarrassed. the prince wanted to defend himself but there was no chance.

as y/n attempted to move his hands, panic washed over him. his heart raced, his breathing quickened, but his efforts were met with resistance. he glanced down, his eyes widening in horror as he realized his hands were magically pinned to the bed headboard, leaving him completely at sungchan's touch.

a mix of fear and rage coursed through y/n's veins as he struggled against the invisible restraints, his body straining against the unyielding magic that held him captive. "let me go, you fucking devil!" he spat, his voice laced with defiance and desperation.

sungchan's eyes glinted with muse, relishing in the power he held over y/n. he leaned in closer, his breath hot against y/n's face as he whispered, his voice dripping with wicked amusement. "oh, my prince, don’t you wanna have some fun?~"

a wicked smile played on sungchan's lips as he observed the war within y/n. "you see, my prince, your defiance only makes this game more playful..."

sungchan's eyes gleamed with a mixture of admiration and sadistic pleasure as he praised y/n, his voice dripping with lust and power. "my, my, my, what a handsome prince you are," he crooned, his gaze fixated on y/n's exposed body. "and that beautiful cock of yours, it's simply irresistible."

a wicked giggle escaped sungchan's lips as he relished in the control he held over y/n's body. his fingers wrapped around y/n's throbbing length, his touch both teasing and torturous. "are you ready to have some fun, my dear prince?" he taunted, his voice laced with seduction.

y/n's anger burned within him, his defiance still present, but as sungchan's hand began to stroke his cock, an involuntary moan escaped his lips. the pleasure mingled with his anger, forming a chaotic mix of sensations that left him both frustrated and achingly aroused.

"y-you... ah~" y/n stammered, his voice filled with a mix of anger and reluctant pleasure. "you son of a... f-fuck!" his words were choked off by a moan as sungchan expertly played with the tip of his cock, rubbing circles that sent waves of overstimulation coursing through his body.

sungchan's laughter filled the room. "how cute~," he purred, his voice a seductive melody. "i definitely prefer this side of you more~"

sungchan's seductive words and skilled touch continued to push y/n closer to the edge of pleasure, but amidst the overwhelming sensations, a surge of anger and defiance coursed through him. his frustration reached its peak, and with a voice strained with desire and fury, he managed to utter, "i-im gonna... ah~ fucking kill... y-you, fuck!"

y/n's words were punctuated by a moan, his body trembling with a mixture of pleasure and rage. sungchan's relentless pace only heightened his need, pushing him further and further towards the edge.

sungchan's ears perked up at y/n's outburst, a wicked grin spreading across his face. he tightened his grip around y/n's throbbing cock, his fingers teasingly tracing along the sensitive tip that glistened with precum. a low chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned in closer, his voice dripping with amusement and a hint of sadistic pleasure.

"what was that, prince?" sungchan taunted. "did i hear a threat? how charming." his fingers continued to play with y/n's leaking tip, receiving a gasp from the prince. "but let me remind you, y/n, that here, in this moment, you are mine. and you can’t do anything about it."

y/n's breath hitched as sungchan's fingers circled and teased, his body betraying him in the most intimate of ways. each touch, each stroke of sungchan's fingers pushed y/n closer to the edge, the desire for release becoming unbearable.

y/n's body shivered as his orgasm crashed over him, shooting white ropes all over on his body and sungchan’s hands. hee panted heavily, his chest rising and falling with each ragged breath. sweat clung to his forehead and his body trembled with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. but as y/n tried to catch his breath, sungchan's chuckle filled the room, shattering the brief moment of respite.

"oh, y/n~," sungchan taunted. "i'm not done with you yet." his fingers, still coated with y/n's sticky cum, descended towards the prince's stomach. with a twisted smirk, sungchan scooped up the milky fluid, bringing it to his lips.

y/n's eyes widened in disbelief as sungchan proceeded to eat his own cum, his gaze locked with the prince's. lust danced in sungchan's eyes as he savored the taste, his tongue darting out to lick his lips. "mm~ you taste so fucking amazing," he purred. "i can't wait to have more of you later."

before y/n could react or utter a word, sungchan descended upon him, capturing his lips in a passionate, possessive kiss. sungchan murmured between the kiss, "taste a bit of yourself." sharing y/n's own cum with him.

the taste of the prince’s own cum mingled with both of their mouths, their tongues swirling together. y/n's mind swirled with a mix of emotions, his senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment.

sungchan released y/n's hands from the headboard, granting him a momentary sense of relief. y/n flexed his fingers, feeling the tingling sensation return as blood rushed back into his limbs. his cock was still throbbing, but a glimmer of defiance remained in his eyes.

sungchan observed y/n's reaction with a satisfied smirk, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and lust. "looks like someone's eager for more, huh?" he taunted, his voice oozing with dominance. "don’t worry, I’ll give you everything~"

y/n tried to defend himself but nothing came out of his mouth. did the heroic side of him got consumed by the devil?

sungchan's cock was a sight to behold, long and thick, with prominent veins pulsating along its length. it stood proudly before y/n, an imposing presence that both excited and intimidated him.

y/n couldn't help but gaze at the impressive member before him, his eyes tracing every contour, every throbbing vein that ran along its shaft. the sight of it made his mouth water, his own desire growing with each passing second. he could feel his own arousal building, a mix of curiosity and a hunger to experience the pleasure that sungchan's cock promised.

sungchan's voice cut through the air, dripping with confidence and a hint of dominance. "you're in for a wild ride, my prince," he declared, his smirk widening as he gave his cock a few pumps, accentuating its size and hardness. y/n gulped at the sight, feeling nervous but also excited to try it at the same time.

"i know you're eager," sungchan continued, his voice laced with a commanding tone. "but take it slow first if you want. so that you can savor every inch of me." his words hung in the air, a seductive invitation that y/n couldn't resist.

y/n wanted to please sungchan, to feel the fullness of him inside him. with a mixture of anticipation and excitement, y/n leaned forward, his lips hovering just above the swollen head of sungchan's cock.

as y/n's lips brushed against the swollen head of sungchan's cock, a wave of realization crashed over him. what have i gotten myself into? he thought to himself, a mix of excitement and apprehension coursing through his veins. the boundaries he had once held so firmly were now blurred, and he found himself venturing into uncharted territory.

the taste of sungchan's arousal filled y/n's mouth, a heady combination of salt and musk that sent a jolt of desire straight to his core. his tongue swirled around the velvety flesh, exploring each ridge and pulsating vein with a newfound hunger. it was an act of submission, a surrendering of control that both thrilled and terrified him.

as y/n continued to take sungchan deeper into his mouth, he couldn't help but blush at the way sungchan responded. the low, guttural moans that escaped his lips fueled y/n's own arousal, reminding him of the power he held over sungchan's pleasure.

and as y/n's mouth continued to work tirelessly, he knew that once he crossed this line, there would be no turning back. but the allure of the unknown, the promise of pleasure that lay just beyond his grasp, was too enticing to resist.

sungchan's voice dripped with arrogance as he uttered his words, his dominance palpable. "i know you can take it all in, baby," he said, his tone laced with a smug confidence. and without any warning, he thrust his length y/n didn't take earlier into his mouth.

y/n's eyes widened, a mix of surprise and pleasure flooding his senses. the sudden intrusion made him gag, the sensation of sungchan's cock hitting the back of his throat sending shivers down his spine. his mouth stretched to accommodate the sheer size, saliva pooling around his lips as he struggled to find his breath.

drool trickled down the corners of y/n's mouth, a display of his submission and the overwhelming stimulation he was experiencing. he fought against his instinct to resist, allowing sungchan's cock to fill his mouth completely.

sungchan's grip tightened in y/n's hair, his fingers tangling in the strands as he maintained control. "that's it, take it all," he commanded, his voice a husky growl. The mixture of y/n's gagging and drooling seemed to fuel sungchan's arousal, his hips instinctively thrusting forward, seeking more of y/n's warm wetness.

y/n's eyes watered as he struggled to find a rhythm, his throat constricting around sungchan's cock as he fought to suppress his gag reflex.

sungchan's voice filled the room once again, this time with a hint of admiration. "you've given me the best blowjob of my life, fuckkk~" he praised, his words causing a surge of pride and satisfaction to wash over y/n. the validation that he had pleased sungchan in such a profound way fueled his desire to continue, to push himself even further.

y/n's heart swelled at the praise, a mixture of pleasure and happiness flooding his senses. the thought that he had brought sungchan so much pleasure, that he had exceeded his expectations, filled him with an intoxicating sense of fulfillment.

but sungchan's words quickly shifted the focus back to the present. "i'm almost there, baby," he announced, his voice laced with a sense of urgency. it was a warning, a signal that the climax was close and y/n's purpose was to bring sungchan to that peak of ecstasy.

as sungchan's thrusts grew more erratic, his grip on y/n's hair tightened, a silent demand for y/n to keep going, to push him over the edge.

y/n's mouth continued to work tirelessly, his lips and tongue coaxing every last drop of pleasure from sungchan's cock. the taste of sungchan's essence filled his senses, pushing him closer to the edge of his own release.

with one final thrust, sungchan's body tensed, his grip on y/n's hair becoming almost painful. a guttural moan escaped his lips as he spilled his seed into y/n's eager mouth. the taste of sungchan's release sent shockwaves of pleasure through y/n's body, his own orgasm crashing over him like a tidal wave.

sungchan cupped y/n's flushed cheeks, his touch both possessive and tender. "swallow it all," he commanded, his voice dripping with a mix of dominance and affection. y/n obediently followed, swallowing every last drop of sungchan's essence.

sungchan's smirk widened as he watched y/n comply with his order. "say 'ah'," he teased, his tone laced with amusement. y/n opened his mouth, his cheeks still flushed from their intense encounter, and let out a soft, breathless "ah."

sungchan's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as he praised y/n, his voice filled with a mixture of pride and arousal. "good boy," he whispered, his words sending a shiver of pleasure down y/n's spine.

y/n's blush deepened at sungchan's teasing words.

sungchan leaned in closer, his voice a low, seductive murmur. "you like being called a good boy, don't you?" he taunted, his words causing a surge of arousal to course through y/n's veins. the combination of sungchan's dominance and y/n's submissive nature created an intoxicating dynamic that left him craving for more.

y/n's gaze shifted away, his cheeks red. he hesitantly nodded in response to sungchan's teasing words, unable to deny the truth in them.

sungchan chuckled softly, his voice dripping with amusement. "aww, that's cute," he teased, his words laced with a hint of affection. the playful tone in his voice served to both tease and reassure y/n.

y/n bit his lip, unable to hide the bashful smile that tugged at the corners of his lips.

sungchan leaned in closer, his breath ghosting over y/n's ear as he whispered, "you're such a good boy, y/n. i love how eager you are to please me. this attitude is so much better than the heroic, bravery side of yours~" his words sent shivers down y/n's spine, his body responding to the praise and affirmation in the most primal of ways.

sungchan then looked down and saw that y/n had came without being touched. a mischievous giggle escaped his lips, causing y/n's blush to deepen even further.

"aw, baby," sungchan teased, his voice filled with playful amusement. "did you just come untouched?" he asked.

y/n's face turned a deeper shade of crimson immediately.

"it's alright," sungchan said, his tone gentle and comforting. "i'm glad i made you feel good. your pleasure is important to me~"

sungchan leaned closer, his breath ghosting over y/n's ear. "i have so much more in store for you, baby," he whispered. "you're going to be begging for more." he said the last sentence seductively making y/n gasp.

sungchan gently guided y/n to lay back on the bed, his touch both tender and commanding. he positioned himself on top of y/n, their bodies aligned in a sensual embrace. leaning in, sungchan captured y/n's lips in a passionate kiss, devouring y/n hungrily.

their lips molded together in a heated dance, tongues tangling in a fervent rhythm. sungchan's hands roamed over y/n's body, tracing the contours of his skin with a mix of possessiveness and adoration. as their kiss deepened, sungchan couldn't resist the temptation to leave his mark on y/n's exposed skin.

lowering his lips to y/n's neck, sungchan began to suck and nip at the sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of red marks in his wake.

moving downward, sungchan continued his actions, lavishing attention on y/n's collarbone. his tongue traced along the bone, leaving a wet trail in its wake.

y/n's breath hitched, a chorus of moans and gasps escaping his lips as sungchan marked him as his own.

sungchan's voice dripped with desire as he whispered against y/n's skin, his breath hot against the marks he had left. "you're so fucking beautiful," he murmured, his words laced with a mixture of reverence and lust. sungchan couldn't help but be captivated by y/n's allure, secretly enjoying each and every moment.

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Falls to my knees , hiii so like... the requests.... would you be so kind as to consider Ushiwakamaru|Yoshitsune (and her wife Shizuka Gozen....) (she gets 1 dialogue in Heian-Kyo (Incredibly romantic line about wishing to follow Yoshitsune until the very end) and mentioned in Little Big Tengu)

Scenario... Ushi getting reminded of Shizuka and realizing how much she misses her...im basic i am starved

The idea of Ushi joining the "i miss my spouse" club and Tomoe being there is hilarious honestly. I am rambling

I am very sorry if this ask was too late </3

The monkey's paw curls.

Sure i can write that for you!

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It’s a quiet, clear night, the full moon shining brightly down on the trees, the courtyard, the roof of the mountaintop compound.

Sitting on that rooftop, one knee tucked up and the other dangling casually from the edge, foot swaying back and forth, a figure clad in a Japanese armor sits alone, drinking and looking out at the light of the city far below, long unbound hair fluttering slightly in a gentle breeze.

Behind them, a scattering of gold motes of light blows into shape and coalesce, as a woman dressed in similar armor stands behind them, posture straight and proper, sharing the same view.

“Ah, Lady Archer.” Her voice, normally energetic or cheerful, is subdued yet friendly. She turns, casual and unmannered, to smile thinly through the weight of emotion at her guest. “Please, come,” she says, offering the bottle and a small cup to her visitor. “Share a drink with me, and some familiar company in this foreign land.”

Archer ignores her offer, continuing to stare out into the city.

“…Lord Saber. I would kill you here, now, if our Masters were not allied.”

“Mm.” She nods, acknowledging the statement as true, if not important. “Such is the nature of the war we fight.”

Archer’s eyes narrow.

“…I will state the truth plainly, then. I would kill you if there were no war. Knowing you live, I would seek your death. Only duty now stays me from seeking vengeance for my Lord.”

Saber takes in a deep breath and lets it out in a sigh, staring out over the city.

“…Fair enough. I can’t apologize for anything I’ve done to serve my own Lord. But, if my Master permits, once our alliance is over, I will give you a proper fight to the death.”

The wind blows through the trees, rushing, cool. The tips of Saber’s hair blow in the breeze. She takes a sip, and studies the bottle of alcohol with casual interest.

Archer’s fists clench, the sound of friction audible like a creak of leather, before she lets her fair, callused hands relax.

“I am surprised to hear you’d take consideration for anyone other than the master you serve.”

Saber’s head bobs in positive appraisal. She continues to stare out into the night.

“My Master told me to convey to yours that he is to meet her in the shed tomorrow in the morning to discuss plans regarding Caster and Rider.”

Saber nods again. She stares into space for a moment, as she convey the message through the link.

Then, she takes another sip of alcohol, looking up at the moon.

Archer waits a few minutes longer.

Her eye twitches.

Just as she prepares to leave, Saber speaks again.

“It was a night like this, when I last saw my love.”

Archer regards her carefully.

Saber smiles, wistful, fond. “She liked to go for walks at night, and I would go with her, and stand close to keep her warm. Even on hot summer nights.”

For a moment longer, she looks out over the edge, features softened into a sad smile.

Then her face falls.

“But the last night I saw her… we didn’t have time for such happiness, such peace.”

She looks down, now, into the courtyard, at the earth.

“My retainers managed to convince me to run, when my brother decided to put me down. I gave it my best, really. But I knew he would catch up to me. And… I think she knew, as well.”

Archer stares at her, uncompromisingly.

“She wanted to stay with me, even so. I never… really understood people, or love. I don’t know what I did to deserve such loyalty. Or maybe that’s just how she was. But I appreciated it. I needed it. To know there was someone with me who would never move, never leave, even as I am… how I am. Who really cared.”

“If you really appreciated it,” Archer says, voice heavy, tinged with venom, “then why. Why did you send her away, before the end?”

Saber turns and looks at her. She smiles, faintly.

“Because I wanted her to live.”

Archer snaps.

“Selfish! You say you appreciated her loyalty, yet you would trample it for your own selfishness!”

“…Mm. It was selfish.”

Archer stalks toward Saber, where she sits balanced at the edge of the roof, “If her love, her loyalty truly meant so much to you, then why deny her the chance die alongside her Lord!” she demands, breathing hard, long-restrained anguish bleeding through into her fury.

Saber makes no move to respond, to back away or take a defensible position. She curls, hugging the knee tucked up against her chest, eyes cast down.

“Because… I always knew she would die for me, but I… I would always serve my liege, first. In the end, though, when my brother decided I should die… I thought, for once, I would like to return that devotion. To thank her, for always… for always supporting me. If I was to die… then I could still give her a life, to live on. I could do that for her, at the end.”

“I was never good at expressing my feelings. I knew enough, to know it would hurt her. But still… I wanted to do that for her.”

She takes a sip of alcohol, and smiles ruefully.

“I failed in the end, though. My brother captured her anyway. I was dead, by the time it happened, but…”

Archer stares at her, still breathing hard, glaring, body tense. But the earlier fire is gone from her eyes, and they instead search through old emotions.

“… We do not decide how fate will turn. It is the choices we make that speak for us.”

A moment later, she turns away.

She pauses.

“…Saber. The Master you serve…”

“Hmm?” Her face brightens visibly.

“…” Archer looks up, over the compound, fists balled at her sides. “…That person is not worthy of your devotion.”

She dissolves again into swirling gold motes of light, and they blow away in the gentle night breeze.

“… I wouldn’t know,” Saber says, to the empty rooftop. “I'm not the best judge of people. All I want… is the chance to faithfully serve, until the end.”

—

Cautiously, Tomoe Gozen enters the ruined compound, the remaining fires burning low. The building where she spoke with Saber on that night in the first days of the War is rubble, pulverized by the shock of Rider’s Noble Phantasm, and then cleaved in half.

Master— she begins, reporting out of habit.

Foolishness. Her gentle, composed Master is gone. She feels the loop of prayer beads at her side where they hang under her robes.

Rest easy. For my Master’s sake… I will see your wish granted. I will save them.

She is cursed, cursed to always be the survivor.

She’s too late to witness the conflict, but the state of the war has shifted dramatically. She picks her way through the buildings to see what she can still learn.

The night is darker, now, the moon waning. The courtyard is in ruins, stones broken and split, the lonely pear tree torn up from its roots. Great slashes are carved into the walls of the sturdy storage building that makes up its other side, and the wall has fallen over.

As she proceeds toward the center of the compound, she finds the headless body of Rider’s Master, lying flat on its back.

One of Caster’s siege defense machines has fallen from the rooftops, burnt almost completely, its bolt still loaded lying on the floor.

She tightens her grip on her self control as her oni blood flares, threatening to overtake her reason. She looks up to survey the surroundings

The other giant crossbows that line the remaining buildings are mostly intact. The one farthest back is split in half, jagged wooden remains stained by a heavy spray of blood.

But they are pointed into the heart of the compound, not at its surroundings.

A trail of blood leads her way deeper into the compound

A pit of dread fills her stomach. She worries at the prayer beads that keep her temporarily sustained with mana, her Master’s parting gift to her.

She materializes her sword with a lick of flames, and raises it in preparation before turning the highly defensible corner.

She finds the remains of the body Assassin was puppeting, leaking black ichor.

A few paces away, one of the giant crossbow bolts has buried itself into the earth. It’s stained red with blood.

The trail of blood thickens beyond it. There are bloody handprints, smears against the walls.

Tomoe Gozen narrows her eyes, and steels herself, and proceeds through the bounded field into the heart of the compound.

It’s burning. Ichor and bloodstains everywhere.

At the far side of the space, the largest crossbow is spattered with blood. Beneath it, the severed sleeve of Caster’s robe lies trampled on the ground. And beside that, a mangled figure.

Maintaining her alert, she makes her way quickly across the space.

Saber—Yoshitsune lies slumped against the building’s wall, still clutching her sword in her hands. Her skin is blistered, her long hair burnt away. Cuts and pierces litter her ruined armor. And a crossbow bolt the size of a wooden beam pins her against the building behind her.

So it’s true. Saber’s Master has taken Rider as his Servant.

The loyal general Minamoto no Yoshitsune has once again been betrayed and cut down by the lord she serves.

Tomoe Gozen feels no joy at the sight of her husband’s killer.

The lively, energetic Saber is almost inert, staring blankly up at the sky with dulled eyes. But as she approaches, she looks up at her in awe. Her sword falls from her fingers. Her bare, dry voice whispers.

“…Shizuka?” Tomoe’s heart drops.

She kneels by her foe, and takes her remaining hand in her own. Sightless, dull eyes cast toward her, feebly.

“… ah. My Shizuka. You’re safe. I’m glad… I’m glad.” She sighs, shuddering. “If you live… then all was not lost. I—“ she heaves a breath, and smiles. “can meet my death, without regret.”

Tomoe takes a ragged breath. Suddenly, her vision is full of tears.

—

“Lord Yoshinaka, I beg of you—“

“I have given you my command!” Her husband shouts, voice trembling with fervor. “Leave this battlefield! I will meet my death with Kanehira at my side!”

He looks at her, then, and feeling flashes over his face. Love. Sorrow. Pain. “I will not—“ his voice chokes, rough, raw. “—be shamed by dying together with a woman.”

She takes in a deep breath, trembling, spine straight, mastering her feelings. Then she bows stiffly.

“—As my Lord orders it.”

Before she turns away for the last time, filled to overflowing with mastered emotion, tears leaking from the corner of her eyes—

She sees something like peace come over her husband’s face.

—

She trembles, kneeling before Saber.

Her mortal foe takes in a slow, desperate breath.

“Ah, but Shizuka. Your Ushiwaka… has so rarely received an injury. It really… hurts, after all.” she laughs weakly, and then coughs, and trails off.

Tomoe draws in a deep breath, steadying herself.

“Lord Yoshitsune,” she says. “Allow me to ease your pain.”

“…thank you,” that haggard voice says, relieved. “Thank you.”

Saber slumps forward, presenting her bare neck.

Tomoe stands, and draws her sword.

“…forgive me!”

With one swing, she separates Yoshitsune’s head cleanly from her shoulders.

A moment later, in a shower of gold mana, the body of her great enemy, of her husband’s killer, dissolves and fades away into the smoke-filled night air.

Tomoe stands alone. She cleans, and sheathes her sword.

“Lord Yoshinaka,” she whispers. “Your wife has avenged you. And if it gave you peace, then I will proudly carry forever the shame and sorrow of surviving you.”

With one final lingering glance at the place where a crossbow bolt lies embedded in the wall, she leaves the place of death behind.

Her Master, still, remains to be avenged.

There are yet more ghosts for Tomoe Gozen to carry.

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Hyper niche question for my autism warrior: What was the perception of aide-de-camps during the AmRev like? I assume it would be viewed as a softer position - though of course, the extent would vary depending who your CO was - but many did see action and a few were reassigned so they could fight

Hey y’all… how y’all doing… i know its been yet another period of many moons since ive posted or answered (i hope this information is still relevant btw), but ive had a lot going on with getting a job, finding colleges, my mommy issues, travel, etc. anyway, im back, and im here to tell you about my main men

It actually was not viewed as a softer position at all! The station of aide-de-camp was highly desirable for several reasons, which i will describe approximately right now

1) people had to compliment you a LOT to get in

Most of the results I got from my research on this ask were letters of recommendation for potential aides-de-camp. Letters of recommendation were high honors for any station, especially for that of a military capacity. According to my favorite source on the American Revolution (which you should know by now), George Washington’s Indispensable Men by Arthur S. Lefkowitz, it was practically impossible to get a job as an aide-de-camp if you did not have a widely positive reputation or a letter of recommendation from someone reputable (or both if you wanted to clerk for the Commander-in-Chief).

I found one letter of recommendation from j*hn ad*ms that i think serves as a very good example of the sort of statements that could land you a seat at a Continental officer’s writing desk:

“There is another Gentleman of liberal Education and real Genius, as well as great Activity, who I find is a Major in the Army; his Name is Jonathan Williams Austin. I mention him, sir, not for the Sake of recommending him to any particular Favour, as to give the General an opportunity of observing a youth of great abilities, and of reclaiming him from certain Follies, which have hitherto, in other Departments of Life obscurd him.”

-John Adams to George Washington, June 19-20, 1775, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania (Founders Online, Washington Papers)

Those are my italics btw. These compliments are carefully chosen to suit the honor culture that was so pervasive throughout the 18th century and first half of the 19th century. A liberal education at the time was very hard to come by, and would be of great importance in a clerical position. Great activity also helps, because you dont want some lazy ass writing to Congress under your name, or god forbid George Washington himself, you might get hung (not really). The mention of youth is also intentional, since young men have always been preyed upon by the military. I think it’s especially noteworthy the final phrase of “reclaiming him from certain Follies”, which indicates that he might have previously had a negative reputation- whether it was warranted or not, im not sure.

2) the pay was fucking fire

For this we’re going to be utilizing my super amazing math scores that im renown for throughout the math community (yall dont know about my math tumblr), and we’re going to be using Alexander Hamilton as our lab rat, as per usual.

Alexander Hamilton joined Washington’s staff in early 1777 where a regular aide-de-camp (not a military secretary) made $33 dollars a month, which averages to about $1.10 a day. Meanwhile, according to the University of Missouri, the highest paid laborer in Massachusetts in the same year made $0.50 a day, which is about $15 a month, others making as little as about $0.22 a day, so around $7 a month. If you’re looking for ratios, by the end of the war, a pound of raisins was around $0.30. So, the highest paid Massachusetts laborer could save up every paycheck from 1777 to 1782 and buy 324 pounds of raisins, and Alexander fucking Hamilton could waltz up next to him and buy 712.8 pounds of raisins and rub it in his sad, poor face. And he wouldn’t even share because he was a congressman by that time and congressmen HATE THE POOR.

Disclaimer: Hamilton’s numbers dont include the time he quit the office bc I didn’t feel like googling how long he was away for and also i dont care. And yeah he probably would share his raisins with the guy, Hamilton was pretty nice, but i dont think he’d buy 712.8 pounds of raisins in Massachusetts anyway. Or maybe he would, I dont fucking know, stop asking me questions

3) it gave you a lot of street cred

There are many instances of aides-de-camps rising to higher status after their service, but i dont give a fuck about those nerds going into politics and law and stuff.

Most people now only know about Washington’s aides (or if you’re really autistic you know Lafayette’s too), but at the time, being an ADC to any general would get you fairly well known in society. General Sullivan’s aides seem to have been pretty well known and admired, as they are frequently mentioned in John Adams’ correspondence with other congressmen, as well as that of Benjamin Franklin with French diplomats all the way across the Atlantic.

But I imagine you’re also wondering (or at least i am) about what the everyday enlisted man thought of the ADCs, and that answer doesn’t really change. Of course, the men sitting out in the rain and mud without food for the past week are going to be envious of the guys who get to sleep in a house, but their quarters weren’t the most comfortable either. Aides-de-camp were probably the most connected out of the disconnected officers, if that makes sense. They weren’t fraternizing with the enlisted, but they were seen by them more frequently than the generals, and they were the ones advocating for the needs of the enlisted men. Even if they didn’t have any battle experience whatsoever (which really was never the case, i cant think of an aide who WOULDNT have seen battle), they would still be respected by the men as hardworkers and the only people who might actually get them food and clothes.

Thank you for the ask! I really enjoyed researching it and my family had a great time joking about me hunched over my ipad reading through the national archives while we all watched jeopardy, misspelling like every other word because its hard to type on an ipad. Im going to try to be more active, so please feel free to send further questions! I forgot how cathartic research is for me so id be very happy to do more. I have one more ask in my inbox i’ll try to get done sometime in the next few days. Love yall!

[exalted-dawn-drabbles]

Happy Friday! As you're taking prompts tonight, could I get "But who is that on the other side of you?" (from Poetry Prompts) or ❛ here’s a copper for your thoughts. and a silver not to tell them. ❜ (from Medieval Sentence Starters) for your Tabris Cousins? I am intrigued!

HEHEHEHEH THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME EXCUSES TO WRITE THE GIRLS IM SO UNWELL ABOUT THEM. This little snip is mainly focused on my Tabris, Shaesa and my friend @inquisimer's Tabris, Ariya :3 (with slight mention to @rosella-writes's Rosalie) where the cousins decide to have a little chat about love interests :3 Hope you enjoy!

for @dadrunkwriting

Rated T: very slight sexual connotations, but mostly just family fluff and a bit of angst, ~900 Words

Copper For Your Thoughts | By Exalted_Dawn

“Copper for your thoughts?”

A single, glinting bit landed in the lap of Shaesa’s legs, looking almost arrogant as it winked in the firelight. She plucked it up in her fingers, turning it to study the shiny little coin. 

“Mmmm… mostly that we really must be moving up in the world. Look!” She held the coin back up to Ariya, who was standing behind her, head tilted. “There’s barely any rust on this one.”

Her cousin made a disbelieving sort of noise, the sort she always made when Shae refused to acknowledge the point of a conversation, and sat down next to her. “Not the thoughts I was in the market for, actually. I was hoping you’d tell me more about the ones that keep you staring all moon-eyed at Alistair like that.” 

“You’re trying to bribe me for information on my hypothetical love life now?” 

“I doubt you’d ever tell me otherwise.” 

Shaesa grinned broadly, but pocketed the copper piece regardless. “And here I thought I was hiding it so well. Even Rosie hasn’t noticed yet.” 

“Rosie hasn’t noticed because she’s too busy hiding out from the rest of the camp in Leliana’s tent,” Ariya scoffed, stretching her legs out far in front of her so that the fire could warm her feet. “Hate to say it, cousin, but you aren’t really that subtle.” 

Shaesa lifted her brow. “I can be considerably less subtle if you like.” She turned her gaze back to her original point of interest. Alistair was off across the camp, his back turned to them as he chopped wood for the fire. He was in plain clothes, barely visible against the dark woods beyond the glow of the flames. Only the lines of his shoulders, back, and neck were really properly visible, but it was enough to start with. “Let’s seeeeee… Well first, his back muscles make me think things that would probably make Chantry Sister Theohild cry. And I’m not sure if you’ve noticed the shape of his ass when he wears those pants, but-” 

Suddenly, a silver coin hit her square in the eye, and Shaesa yelped. 

“Hey!”

“I changed my mind,” Ariya huffed. “Have your thoughts back, I don’t want them anymore.” 

Shaesa snorted disbelievingly. “You’re the one who bribed me for them in the first place, you know.”

“And now I’m paying you not to share them,” she sighed. “Honestly, you couldn’t just be serious about things for just a few minutes, could you? I know that you like him, Shae, but I’m just worried. I don’t want to see you get hurt.” 

Rubbing at her injured eye, Shaesa pocketed the silver coin, slotting it in right next to the copper. “Rich, considering who you’ve been spending your time with lately.”

Ariya frowned. “That’s different. You and I both know that Zev is harmless, and if nothing else, at least he’s an elf like us. But Alistair-”

“You think I don’t know that?” Shaesa cut in, and this time all pretense of levity and good humor was gone from her tone. For the briefest of moments, her voice was cold and level, a bit angry even. But like ash on the wind, she let it go. Let her expression and anger mellow. Belatedly, she offered Ariya a smile. “I’m not serious about him, Ari, so you don’t need to be worried. We’re at war and he’s cute– that’s the extent of it. I promise. I’m just enjoying the view.” 

However, that response only caused Ariya’s scowl to deepen. She snorted. “Liar.” 

“You did pay me to keep my thoughts to myself,” Shaesa reminded. “But I swear I’ll be careful. I may not be as smart as you, but even I’m not that dumb.” 

From the look of Ariya’s gaze, her cousin wasn’t convinced. 

Shaesa turned her gaze back forward. Back to Alistair. That was fine, though. It didn’t really matter what her cousin thought, because she’d meant what she’d said. Alistair was all kindness and laughter, with his nice smile and big brown eyes, but at the end of the day, there wasn’t really anything she could do about the fact that it just wouldn’t work out. Provided neither of them died on this suicidal mission to try and unite the country and end the Blight, where would they even go from there? They’d have to trek all the way up to Rivain before they wouldn’t be gawked at for holding hands out in the street. 

And Shae was needed here, with her family. 

“You aren’t dumb,” Ariya said at last, sighing as she slumped against Shaesa’s shoulder. “And I suppose, from a certain angle, he doesn’t look terrible.” 

“Better than our old and saggy betrothed that we’d been prepared to marry before leaving Denerim?” Shaesa pressed. 

From the corner of her eye, she could just barely make out the curve of a grin tugging at her cousin’s lips. “I remember mine being rude and smelly, but yes.” 

Shaesa grinned back. “Good. That’s what I thought too.” 

A breathless laugh bubbled up from Ariya, but neither moved from their spot as they settled in to watch the flames and the other warden beyond. Alistair was good-looking, but Shaesa wouldn’t trade this for anything. Never. 

“I don’t suppose you’ve tried having this little chat with Rosie?” 

“And risk getting my head chopped off?” Ariya asked. “Besides, I doubt I could afford her fee anyway.”

[enthusedbambi-jjba-au]

monster au fun facts (OOC)

diavolo keeps having to try to prevent doppio from summoning any more demons

Thanks to the monster hunter's guild, italy doesn't really have prominent lycanthrope packs.

I'm sure someone could figure out how to make a drug out of moondust and im sure it's very likely to fucking kill you

ghiaccio is mildly allergic to himself, at least according to melone

squalo can't swim in his land form

tiziano makes accessories out of his own moulted and preened feathers. this is actually a sphinx tradition!

melone never met his father but was raised with constant reminder that whoever he was, he was pretty horrible, and growing up in that 'shadow' made him swear to himself he'd never turn out like his father. this is why melone acts sort of 'fatherly' towards babyface and often avoids actually even touching most women

i dont know if pesci actually knows hes undead assuming we go with idea 2 about him. he does kinda black out every full moon but nobody including himself addresses this. he knows well and good that prosciutto is undead but he assumes he himself is a normal human and that the Necromancy Doses that prosciutto uses for their form upkeep is just a Magic thing he doesn't Understand

Prosciutto literally has no beef with illuso illuso just keeps calling him a fucking bitch for having the nerve to zombify himself when illuso didn't really have a choice in becoming a ghost

illuso appears if you say his name 3 times in a mirror but says he does this by choice.

melone is immediately drawn to the sound of his own name (as in 'melone', not his real name) but conversely implies this is involuntary

my two ideas with cioccolata (hang on give me a few seconds for the rage to pass) and secco were 1. cioccolata is his own frankensteinian creation and experiments with other cryptians, secco is a werewolf and 2. suggested by others, secco is the frankensteinian creation but honest to god he still gives me werewolf vibes.

Ghiaccio always curls up to sleep and everyone who has seen him do this wonders about his spinal health

i cant tell whats the funniest way to go with gelato and sorbet: 1. Gelato is human, Sorbet is nonhuman (perhaps was once human). Gelato is insane and just a monsterfucker because of course he is. 2. sorbet is a human, gelato is a fucked up monster thing. unfortunately, sorbet is into that. 3. werewolf vampire romance. 4. gelato is a demon yet his stand is still angeleyes and sorbet still calls him angelface. 5. gelato is a turned being of some kind and sorbet is the one who turned him and gelato voluntarily let him do this because he thought it was hot

i had a thought that Limbo (my OC) could work at libeccios as like. a waitress and thats why (other than her being with narancia) she's super close with the bucci gang

squalo knows nothing of capitalism and relies completely upon tiziano

babyface glitches when going up against giorno

Fugo might have magical lineage, but it's been surpressed

Pesci knows a lot about the other members of la squadra due to Beach Boy's ability; in the monster au, rather than just hooking hearts and stuff, Beach Boy also just goes right for the soul and hooks the aura. unlike mista pesci knows well and good that hes surrounded by nonhumans but like what do you want him to do about it

animals are pretty much naturally alarmed by Formaggio's presence. ghiaccio tends to fluff up when Formaggio is too close to him.

prosciutto's eyes don't follow movement but he can still see

gelato is afraid of seagulls, chickens and most fowlbirds. this isnt monster au specific i dont know why but i imagine gelato is STUPIDLY fearless but when a seagull comes after his sandwich or a bird starts strutting towards him a little too fast he starts screaming and grabs a knife

regardless of what he is, gelato bites without warning whenever he gets the impulse

Narancia isn't too careful with hiding his formshifting from Mista but as long as he doesn't take a lupine form mista just assumes narancias weird like that

The bucci gang 'have' a 'cat' that's named narancia. it's actually just narancia in a cat form that he takes when he wants to seek physical affection or just be a weirdo, but mista doesn't know that

squalo knows how to write but can't spell or read. so he doesnt actually know how to write he just knows how to copy the letters.

narancia WILL tear up the couch if you leave him alone too long

along with turning blood into metal objects, in monster au, metallica also works the other way, allowing risotto to turn iron into blood. he eats a very iron-heavy diet to get his fix of blood without needing to directly drink it.

i also had the idea that he can drink your blood through your aura

melone and ghiaccio possibly have known each other for a really long time, and assuming ghiaccio is a turned ailuranthrope, melone might have known him before he was Turned and helped console him after the Incident.

bruising is common in physiological shifters like narancia, ghiaccio and limbo. Narancia, unlike the other two, though, is in semi-complete control of the way his cells assemble, so he's able to un-bruise himself, though the spot is usually still a bit sore. since he's been able to formshift most of his life, he's used to it, and doesn't really react beyond his weird 'teething habits.

with limbo and ghiaccio, they're more unfortunate, and often look bruised upon shifting back from theriomorph. most zooanthropes have 'morph hangovers' when a night is particularly bad, but they often learn to cope with it and carry on with their normal lives regardless.

MANY cryptians experience moon hangovers after the full moon.

though many aquabound maricrypt don't have lungs, maricrypt like sirens are able to take in air for the sole function of mimicking human speech.

selkies retain human vocal chords in seal form, and can seaspeak as well, but have a "seal" accent

most seafolk are sleek and pretty (in their water forms, at least) and that's why many seafolk are mistakenly thought to be all-female, because a lot of the males look twinkish or have "breasts" (breast-like organs which serve non-breast-like functions, usually).

limbo and narancia developed a stupid ass greeting of barking at each other in human form. they blame this on the adhd. they also blame the fact that the barks are REALLY convincing on the adhd.

honestly soft machine arc is just fucking disrespectful

squalo used to sleep with his eyes open until tiziano got too freaked out by it

[heatwa-ves]

please explain your izuleo playlist with as much detail as you want im interestedddd

MIKIIII THANK YOU. okay here's my playlist and im gonna do a song by song breakdown... I'll try and keep it decently brief so this doesn't become one million words but we'll see. my playlist is vaguely chronological so it starts pre-checkmate!

astroboy- suggi

okay so this one is just straight up a leo song. you just have to listen to it it's literally about him "I raised my hands up real high, they called me stupid when I asked why we couldn't fly. am I too far ahead of my friends, or I am late?" hellooooo hello. hi. leo tsukinaga everyone!!!! right down to the moon/space theming

"oh, the rain, you're losing your flame, where'd the burn, the passion go? you run through the pain, you're losing your aim, and you feel like you alone missed the grow" LITERALLY about his breakdown post checkmate. uagh.

cheerleader- ashnikko

an izumi song!!! I don't have to explain anything here you get the vibes

brand new city- mitski

having to preface this by saying I do not listen to mitski this is the only song of hers I listen to and only because it makes me think of izumi so much I feel like throwing up.

"If I gave up on being pretty I wouldn't know how to be alive, I should move to a brand new city and teach myself how to die." yeah. izumi sena.

yoru ni kakeru- yoasobi

well I'm sure you know this song and the story behind it "the seduction of thanatos" I think it works very well about the izuleo dynamic around this time when they're very codependent and leo is so severely depressed and suicidal. they're fucked up 👍

it's all so incredibly loud- glass animals

so this one makes me think of izumi going to see leo in a similar vein to lionheart but probably before that and he sees leo so broken and neither of them can bring themselves to say anything. "I tried, for you and I, for too hard, for too long" makes me think of the ending scene of lionheart and so on

softcore- the neighborhood

"you've been my muse for a long time, you get me through every dark night. I'm always gone, out on the go, I'm on the run and you're home alone"

"every time I kiss you, baby, I can hear the sound of breaking down"

you get it. you see the vision. more depression era stuff.

less of you- keshi

depression era leo... there's so many lines in this song that correlate to them but a fav is "too much time in the limelight, gimme your all on the land line, want it so bad but I won't lie and it just gets worse in the night time."

are you happy? - shy martin

"and I know I thought that pain's part of love, but I think I broke you, though I didn't mean to. but are you happy, looking back at us when you met me? would you go back and tell yourself to leave it, knowing what we know?" UARFGHBHBB izumi.... who killed cock robin ass song.

from now on we are enemies - fall out boy

I've talked about this one EXTENSIVELY before but it really is just a song about leo tsukinaga. what else can I say.

always- keshi

well yk.

bad thoughts- half alive

i love when they hate eachother. they don't actually truly hate eachother but man sometimes it feels like it. everything hurts. "like a time you gave your all but just got hurt, like a crack in the mirror bringing out your worst"

to everyone who wants to die- takayan

read the translation oh my goddddd. leo. leo

sing to me- missio

this is a song I DREAM of making an animatic to its just so deeply fundamentally leo

never ending song- conan gray

okay this one is a bit more specific but I like to think of leo while he's out of school seeing izumi in a magazine or an ad or something.. and that brings with it a whole ton of complicated feelings

"but we've grown too close, now it can't amount to nothing. I can hear your voice in the music on the radio, and it goes on and on and on, like a never-ending song" you get ittttt

bodybag- chloe moriondo

more of the vibes more of the complicated feelings . this one is mostly here bc I love it and was thinking about izlo while listening icl. unrelated but chloe moriondo is cool as hell they have some awesome music videos especially the one for this song

love or the lack thereof - isaac dunbar

the epitome of pre/early ! izlo love. to meeee also I just love love loveeee it as a song

last minute - kitty

"you're the loop of rope I hung up in my stupid closet" "you're all poised and im made of poison" do you get it do you GET it. it's leo about izumi frfrfrrr

"could you wrap your hands all the way around my neck, and tell me where I stand, tell me everything I'm wrecking when I spin. take over my breath, in out in, I am missing you to death"

android girl- deco*27

I love this song and while I love the original im partial to rachies english cover especially the lines

"we restart and fall apart together, what we have will drag on in this way forever"

"make it stop, make it stop there's so much guilt and regret, I don't get how I can forget and start to hope again, we haven't even come to the end, so much for promising together forever, we aren't even friends"

the girl in my memories- jeebanoff

"in place of your fleeing love, only my sad solitude remains, even though that time won't come again, the memories that are gone, are forever" more depression yaaay

achilles come down- gang of youths

SORRY it's just such a compelling look at depression and being suicidal... so many of these songs are about Leo's depression but I swear this part of the playlist is over soon and moves further in the timeline. I really love this song it's just... everything about it... leo is achilles here of course and the voices talking him down and telling him to go through with it are his family/izumi and his own mind/the students from school respectively.

calender girl- stars

"all of the things that I thought were so easy just got harder and harder each day. december is darkest, in june there's the light, but this empty bedroom won't make anything right, while out on the landing a friend I forgot to send home, who waits up for me all through the night- calendar girl who's in love with the world, stay alive"

HEALING!!!!! GROWING AS A PERSON!!!!!! OVERCOMING DEPRESSION!!!! DO YOU GET IT

"I dreamed I was dying, as I so often do, and when I awoke I was sure it was true. I ran to the window, threw my head to the sky, and said "whoever is up there, please don't let me die," but I can't live forever, I can't always be, one day I'll be sand on a beach by a sea"

crush of judgement- knights killers

i don't need to explain this one

move me- half alive

THE izuleo song THE reason I made this playlist. won't you be my song when I cant dance WON'T YOU BE MY SONG WHEN I CANT DANCE!!!!!!!!!!!! LIGHT MY FIRE BURN THE TREES!!!!!!!!! also watch the music video it's gorgeous

the third heart- harumaki gohan

first of all go play genei ap rn it's a short mobile game created by this artist featuring lots of their songs about a reserved girl who loves music and her more extroverted friend who asks her for song recs. it's a very izuleo vibes game and just a beautiful game in general I think you'll love it sm mikiii

second of all.... just. this song. play the game and watch the music video for the full impact frfr 🫶 anyway back to izuleo

back around- half alive

depression never truly leaves but you get better!! it gets better!!! there are bad days but there are so so many good days!!! this whole album is kinda izlo vibes

you get me so high- the neighborhood

"you're my best friend I'll love you forever" 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹 makes me think of them... kind of talking about their past .... not very well because they have no emotional maturity but still.

silent oath- knights

for obvious reasons

reunion- harumaki gohan

I imagine this is after the end of ! era .. they've both grown and matured immensely as people.. it'd probably have more impact if I read requiem but um..... I'll get to it... (I've been saying this for a year and a half) to me it's a goodbye to their teenage years and the ups and downs and them moving forward into adulthood and a more stable relationship

don't be so hard on your own beauty- yeule

they help eachother heal 🥹. this one is a bitttt more reliant on some of my takes on izumi that I don't really wanna get into rn but yk. it's here. it's vibey. things were bad and now they are better. there's sunlight streaming though their apartment window. they don't have anywhere else to be this morning. yk.

work of art- downer Inc, kellin quinn

ueeeghhvhb they love eachother.... izumi brings leo inspiration.... these descriptions are getting less and less coherent

I swear ill never leave again - keshi

ueeeeueueueuehhhehhehhehuuueueue

infinitely ordinary- the wrecks

I like the romance of mundanity.. I think they could be happy.. it's very hopeful and a good ending to the playlist

[lucigoo]

Weekly Roundup: 12th May - 9th June

As im sure yo can see, I've been a bot (a lot) lacking in my Weekly ROundup. between a broken and dislocatted wrist (well done me) and just life in general, well I havnt done it. So here we are, I'm back <3 So, its been a few weeks. What I'm gonna do is the normal 6 recs and then add all the fics I've written so we are all up to date. Hope you all had a good FEW weeks lol. As always, recs first:

A Song of War (will set me free) - Sylcian_SPH_Legacy - Wiedźmin | The Witcher - (Geralt/Jaskier, this is one of my fav Warlord Geralt fics) Summary: "Jaskier came home one day and asked a question who changed the path of the ones he called family. Oxenfurt went to war to protect life and save hope four months later."

And Howl Your Pain Unto The Moon - Jeanblack2056 - Wiedźmin | The Witcher - (Geralt/Jaskier, I adore post-Caingorn and Jaskier at Kaer Morhen fics) Summary: After The MountainTM, Jaskier gets himself a nice new curse to wear, turning into a werewolf. He's not aware of much, but there is still something telling him to go north, go to the mountains. When Lambert meets the werewolf on his way home, and recognizes him, the witchers are up for an interesting winter.

Jaskier the disney princess and the harpies - Cao_the_dreamer - The Witcher (TV), Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Geralt/Jaskier, this whole series is brilliant imo.) Summary: Jaskier is adopted by a fmaily of harpies, shennanigans ensue Daisy Chain - kayte_overmoon - Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Geralt/Jaskier, Pregnant omega Jaskier and overprotective Geralt, chefs kiss) Summary:

Geralt meets a young, pregnant omega who makes him question everything he's ever known.

It would be a lot easier to leave him behind if Geralt wasn't already in love with him.

Oak & Ash - Morg47 - Multifandom [Archive of Our Own] - (The hobbit, Bilbo/Thorin, I still adore this series and this one is so good) Summary -

Long before the elves, Orome rode across the lands and purged evil from the forests he loved. Once the other races began to wake, he asked Eru for help protecting Middle Earth. Not long after, Orome found the hobbits. Deciding they were a gift from Eru himself, Orome took them in and began to teach them not only to hunt but also how to care for the lands around them. Any hobbit worth their salt knew how to drive out evil and vanquish it, just as their Valar taught them.

So really, how was Bilbo supposed to refuse a quest that would not only allow him to travel the lands that all hobbits loved but also vanquish one of the greatest evils still on Middle Earth? He was supposed to say no to cleansing forests and vanquishing darkness and seeing new trees? Not going was never an option.

The more evil they met along the way, the better.

Unpleasant Arrangements - Chrononautical - The Hobbit - (Bilbo/Thorin, Jelous Bilbo is just beautiful) Summary: The King Under the Mountain requires a consort. Bilbo is happy to help him find one. So. Very. Happy.

And now, as always, my fics, we have 5 fics and here they are: I Planted My Trees, And Watched Them Grow with You (Bilbo/Thorin, I;ve finally written the peultimate fic for the bagignshield-tober prompts by @smolestboop, I'm getting there lol) Summary: Bilbo is 141 years old, much to old for a hobbit and he feels it.

Hobbits were giving a gift by Yavanna. They know 24 hours before their time is up.

This is Bilbo's time to say goodbye to all those he loves and all who love him. Hitting Him in the Heart (Bilbo/Thorin, last weeks @flashfictionfridayofficial, plese mind the tags) Summary: Thorin hasn't recovered from the Dragon sickness, he is just able to trick everyone but his hobbit.

Bilbo takes matters in his own hands to save his dwarves and Erebor. He will save them the only way he can.

Touching me, touching you (There is nothing magic can’t do) (Sirius/Remus, for the @marauderswithpalestineproject prompt, its smutty) Summary: Remus is away with work, Sirius has had a stressful day.

Thank fully Remus as a suprise and a new way to be intimate with Sirus, even if they are on opposite sides of the world. It's not goodbye, it's not forever, it's just not right now (Sirius/Remus, for the @wolfstarbingo2024, please mind the tags) Summary: Sirius is a disaster of a man and he needs help. He refuses to get it though and Remus is bearing the brunt of that until he decides that he can't any longer. Everything has a golden hue, everything but you (Bilbo'Thorin, for this weeks FFF< again, please mind the tags) Summary: Thorin is gold sick, he is possessive and angry. Especially when he finds out his Golden One isn't beside him in the treasury where he belongs. And there we have it, I'm now all caught up, have a good week all <3

[cellsshapedlikestars]

ganymedeee im cringing so hard and i have no one to talk to about this so i have to share with you anonymously

unnecessary background info just for context: when i started reading fanfiction over 10 years ago i started on fanfction.net and im never on there anymore because i discovered ao3 which is definitely superior but anyways i for some reason entered a weird depressive state and i guess reverted back into my 16 yo self, stopped reading jonsa (i miss them 🥹) and started reading my first ever ship again, somehow landed on ff.net, remembered i had an account, found it and discovered that i posted stories??!? im pretty sure i wrote them for the same reason that i ended up on ff.net today: because there are in total 3 well written stories for that fandom. i just spent an hour reading comments laughing my ass off at some of them starting with "this is STUPID" and going on to explain the loopholes in the story. yes honey it is. i wrote it when i was 16.

on a tangent - the quality of jonsa fanfiction is actually insanely good. its strange to actually have to go looking for "well written" fanfiction after spending the past 5 years on the jonsa tag where mostly everything has the quality of published novels.

alright sorry for the huge ask! question: have you ever forgotten a piece you wrote and read it like it was written by someone else?

Anon, I adore everything about this except that you entered a depressive state. I'm not sure when that was and if you're still in it, but I hope things get better. I have absolutely been there.

First of all, yes the jonsa fandom is extremely talented. I don't actually read a lot of fic for other fandoms. I get obsessed with one and that's all I care about. I like other ships, and sometimes I'll go try to find fics to read, but I end up getting bored pretty quick. And yeah, sometimes I give up because the quality isn't great

I find your ask so interesting, because I also wrote fanfic as a teenager, but then dropped the hobby for probably over 10 years, until I was in a very bad depressive state (brought on by starting a new birth control lol) and started reading fic again. Went to ao3 because I wasn't satisfied with the ending of GOT, and found the jonsa fandom. Started writing fic for it 8 months later.

And ooooooh boy, I have a whole backlog of fics for my old fandom. A few years ago, I re-posted them from ff.net (in case it died) to ao3, because while a lot of them make me cringe hard enough that I couldn't even read through them again, I checked my ff.net stats and people were still reading them a decade later. And for a very, very small fandom. So I might cringe, but clearly some people were getting enjoyment out of it.

There were a few I did re-read and enjoyed again, because while my writing style might be different now, the ideas were good and some were even decently written. Some were not. Some I wrote in first person POV, which I DESPISE. I also wrote so much smut. Like a lot. Or, I did at first. I absolutely wrote less smut the more confident I became in writing plots/relationship dynamics/character studies. Actually, looking at the account now, it turns out I did not transfer a bunch of my earliest fics because they were just bad smut lmao

As for forgetting a fic/reading it like it was written by someone else? Alas, no. I have a very specific memory, fortunately or unfortunately. I still remember the Sailor Moon fics I wrote when I was eleven, that I never even posted online, I just wrote for myself.

Anon, I have to say I really want to read your cringe fic, but I will not ask you to share it. I know I've never shared my other username on here (though someone from the jonsa fandom did find my stuff because I named the ship outright at one point, and it wasn't hard to find my stuff in the 113 fics for it on ao3 - 24 of which are mine. It was very funny when they commented, and I responded with my ganymede account, so perhaps someone else will come across it in the wild at some point).

And I'm sorry you got critical comments! I was very lucky that my fandom was so small and everyone was SUPER supportive of each other, which I will always appreciate because I absolutely would have given up writing if they'd been mean to me lol

Anyway, TL;DR - I love this. Cringe at your own writing. Love that 16 year old who wrote it.

[windalchemist001]

Wondertober 2024 - Day 26: shooting star

Ocs: chaim al-asim

Npc: Sakhr Qadir, Irfan

Chaim was sitting outside, it was dangerous, but he had his mask off. The wind was blowing his hair and to be honest he felt at peace. The night sky with stars seemed to go on for ages, they were far enough from the city that stars and moon were the only real light. Well minus the lamps that would be on in the hideout (not that he could see them from here.)

Sitting on top of the rock formation that held many caverns that they used as hide out away from the city and one of the few places where you can find shade for miles. Or light a fire with out being spotted. Which was why chaim was sure no one should see him.

Taking a deep breath he moved to lay down. He wondered if this was how the original king of thevies felt, having the freedom to do what he wants but at the same time not really for the responsibility of keeping an eye on others was his job. But he knows he was doing the right thing, he just had to be the best person he could.

Closing his eyes he could pertented that nothing was wrong with the world and that he wasn't living a lie of some sorts. Oh how long for freedom, to do anything and everything he wants, but the chains of his family still hold him, and honestly he can't think of just abandoning his mother alone in that house, the thought sort of made his stomach turn.

His mother being the only reason why he hadn't just completely cut ties to the rest of his family, and made his whole life running his little band of thevies. Maybe if he had he could have reform them a bit better, but its nothing something he hasn't been able to do a few guys he manged to be normal members of society, but their is always new people to take into the fold.

Though their are a few people who are harder to help than others. Sighing softly he wonder if he'll mange to help everyone. Foolish as a hope that is, still didn't mean he couldn't want it. His mind went to a certain pain in his ass second.

How can someone be both untrustworthy and a good ally. He wasn't fully sure. But at the same time his second was sort of the poor opposite of his retainer. To the point he begin to wonder if they would hate each other or be friends. And while it would be interesting for them to meet the headache that would cause seems not to even be worth it.

Sighing deeply he wonder if one day if he could help sakhr change into a better person, than maybe the other would be able to be a happier person.

Another sigh and he open his eyes the stars still twinked in the sky. And he wonder if maybe he could save everyone. After zoning out for who knows how long he heard something from behind him and sat up.

Irfan moved to fly behind him while he moved to put on his hat and mask before turning to see what was going on. And it seems that the very person he had been thinking of seemed to appear.

With a bit of a whistle Irfan return to him and he gave the bird a little scratch. As it landed on his shoulder. The malenhe had been thinking about seemed to have manged to get up here. Connecting to Irfan to speak he begin to talk.

"/sakhr, what are you doing here? Or rather how did you get up here since I doubt you were able to just climb up here./" though when the other male didn't say anything he moved closer tilting his head as he moved closer to him again he called the others name but no reaction till he chaim placed a hand on the elders arm. And he called the others voice in concern.

Though chaim with guess how close they were snapped the elder from what ever trance he was in and chiam watched him take a step back seeming to come back from what ever his thoughts were.

"/you ok old friend? You seem rather out of it./" while he was using the term rather lightly given their relationship, but he wasn't to sure what to say to the other at the moment.

"Im fine, why the underworld are you up here?" The tone was snappy and eyes narrow.

Rolling his eyes before chaim quickly scan the other. Moving closer again he made sure the other male wouldn't notice his hands Irfan moving his wings also drawing attention upwards which would allow him to snag on of the claws on sakhr's person.

"/I am just relaxing and then night sky seemed to be amazing, though from what I have heard their is meant to be a meteor shower tonight so I figure I would take a look, though from the looks of it.../" taking a few steps back he held the claw out and turn it in his hand before lightly tested its edge.

Chaim could hear and see sakhr though the side of his vision patting himself down, which made him chuckle. "/I think you're now due for some more claws, since I think you were using them incorrectly again, at this point I should just buy you climbing gear instead/" he had to muffled his own laughter since it was a bit to deep to use his familair to express.

Sakhr tried to grab the claw but he shifted so the elder wouldn't be able to grab it. "Give it back!"

"/and why should i? If i do you'll keep using them till they can't even cut a tomato or even paper./" Irfan flew off him and begin circling around them. As he continued to move about dodging the older male.

It was kind of funny how easy this was, but than again sakhr only had skills he learned on the street while chaim had years learning diffrent fighting skills both with his dagger and hand to hand, than their is also his gymnastics training, which lean into the parkour skills, so he had an advantage, but still this was still fun because he couldn't and shouldn't let his abilities go dull after all just because he had the skills doesn't mean he won't lose them sort of like the claw in his hand.

Though this isn't the only claw his second carried so he waited for the right opening and got in close and than spun using sakhr as the center he would be back to back with the other male and before returning back to the front snagged the second claw and moved a bit away from him throwing the first claw high into the air for Irfan to grab while he held on to the second and begin testing it.

"/seems you went and dulled this one as well. That settles it, you're getting climbing gear./" he hummed honestly how is that this is the thrid set hes had to replace this month! And that's not including the fact he taught the other how to sharpen the blades and yet the idoit was using them like crazy! Doesn't help hes using them on stuff he shouldn't be using the on! And he also refuses to keep them well maintained.

He step back again avoiding being grab. Though when Irfan made cry he glanced behind him noting how close to the edge he was getting so tossing the claw in hopes to detracted sakhr, chaim was hoping to get away from the edge.

What he hadn't thought was that sakhr wouldn't observe the sounding and he felt the male tackle him off the cliff. Cursing he knew the other male was stupid, but not this stupid. Grabbing onto the male with his legs, chaim attempted to reach for a magestone he kept on him.

once he pulled out the ring, he put it on and with a deep breath he closed his eyes ingoing everything the other male was doing as he held a bit tighter to the wiggle second. before opening his eyes and using a wind spell to slow their fall, only once he thought he was safe did he let go of then other male and used said male as a spring board to do a flip so when he hit the ground it was on his feet

Sakhr on the other hand seemed to hit the ground on his butt. And Chaim watched as Irfan flew to his side, in which he extended his arm for the bird to land on.

His familair seemed rather worried and chaim did his best to comfort him quietly speaking to him though their link. Only pausing as sakhr seemed to be getting up with a few cursed.

"/next time dear second you should watch where you are other wise you might end up where even I can't save you./" he huffed and looked at the sky he could see a few falling stars but form this postion he wouldn't see it well, frowning he was about to start running, only to pause when sakhr stop him.

Honestly chaim found himself tuning the other out but knew he should do at least be nice. So motioning Irfan up he watched as his familair went into his room and than a magic carpet wiggled its way out of the window and lower itself so he could get on. Irfan land on his leg and got a few pets from him. "/if you want to watch than fine but do hurry, other wise we'll miss everything./"

Sakhr seemed to roll his eyes and moved to get on though chaim found himself chuckling seeing him struggle and bit and tug the other more on before motion the carpet to fly.

The carpet knew where to take them to see the shooting stars in the perfect spot one he wouldn't have really seen from his original spot sitting on the top of their little hide out. Honestly watching the shower was amazing and stole his breath, even sakhr seemed to be silent.

Time seemed to slowly passed as he was amazed by it all. "/we.... should make a wish, for i wish for a better tomorrow./" he really did hope it would happen. Though when he heard the other male laughter he turn to the other.

"You are such a woman. If anything I'm wishing for what I know ill get. Cause I know ill take you down and take my places as the new leader and you'll have to do what I said." Sakhr laughed.

Chaim found himself rolling his eyes. "/You're going to need a lot of wishing since that isn't going to happen anytime soon./" he found himself chuckling only his laughter to be cut off as he found himself pulled back his head slaming into the others chest

"Dont let yourself get to cocky or other wise ill be the one with the big room." The smirk on his face showed that sakhr was thinking of something.

"/if you say so./" he moved to sit up not liking the odd angle of looking up at the taller male. "/just keep hoping that the stars will make our wishes come true./" chaim turn back to see the stars and just smiled softly at the sight wishing he would see the stars with someone he loved because that would be an amazing moment, but maybe this could be the changing point to change sakhr for the better, all he can do is just hope for now.

[toomanyfandomstocountlol]

Star Versus The Forces Of Evil DND

Star Butterfly: okay, she could be any of the spell classes. She has a spell book and can only cast memorized spells without it, just like a wizard. All of her family line has magic, just like a sorcerer. Her powers disappear when the land of magic is destroyed, just like how if warlock’s patrons died, they would lose their powers. And she is very creative, knows how to use a sword, and there is plenty of music in the show, just like a bard. I don’t think wizard makes as much sense as the others, as it’s repeatedly shown she’s not very academic. I think that any of the other three could work, but bard makes the most sense.

Marco: as said on my Mario post, you first think fighter but Marco doesn’t really use weapons, so he could be a monk. Of course, there is the magic part, but he does use some manic when he has the wand. Of course, a multi class could work. Six levels for monk and six for fighter.

Tom: So I think he could be a sorcerer or warlock. We never really get an explanation for where he got his powers (or for that matter, what the underworld is exactly). So depending on how you view it, he could be either. I’m gonna personally say sorcerer. I also love the idea of my OT3 being three of the classic archetypes (spellcaster, martial, and support)

Kelly: she’s pretty obviously a martial class, but it could be either fighter or barbarian. I personally feel like she’s more barbarian, because of the area she grew up on and how she deals with her emotions.

Jackie: Zoomer (Stranger Things reference for the win!) I’m honestly not sure. Maybe rouge?

Janna: rouge for sure. What with her constantly lockpicking, stealing, conning, and generally being a menace to society. Ponyhead: maybe bard, what with her being a party girl.

Moon: basically the same problem as with Star, and im split between wizard and sorcerer. She’s a lot more studious than star, but she also just fits the sorcerer vibe more. I’m gonna go with wizard.

Eclipsa: again, same problem as moon and star. I can definitely see bard as well, since she’s a bit more of a free spirit.

River: barbarian. He fits the stereotype of being not the sharpest tool in the shed and loves food.

Ludo: so in season 1 and early season 2, there’s not a lot to go off of. He doesn’t possess magic ( not yet, anyhow) and he obviously isn’t a martial class. But the episode “Ludo in the Wild” gives a clear answer: ranger. He has two animal companions and learns how to survive in the wilderness. When he gets Glossarick, he multicolored into wizard, but is still primarily a ranger. I suppose he could be a rouge, so he has one or two for rouge from before Ludo in the wild, one or two wizard, and then the rest ranger.

Toffee: bard fighter multi class. In the flashbacks, he is obviously a capable fighter, but in present day, he is very smooth and clever

Mina: do I even need to say it? Barbarian

If anyone has any request, just ask and I’d be happy to do it. I am in a ton of fandoms, so chances are I’ve at least heard of it. The only genre I’m not really in is anime.

Edit:nah I’m in anime now.

[lordtonic]

idk if you also wanted asks for this, but in case you did I'd love to hear 🟣⚪️🎱 for Herder..

🟣 Purple- What is something that your OC could not live without? What keeps them grounded in the worst of times?

HMMMMM LEMME THINK,,,for herder i think the connections he has mean more to him than they know! He doesn't do well when someone he really likes and is used to having around isn't there for whatever reason. He's a big extrovert so he really does depend on interactions for his daily dose of happiness. Things aren't so bad when you're not handling it on ur own he thinks!! ⚪️ White- When was a moment in your OC's life that they felt the most vulnerable and exposed? Were they alone or surrounded?

Lets seeee herder is pretty gung ho about protecting his herd of sheep. There's been plenty of times he'd go out because he heard a dumped drone out in the fields or bc his animals are making a ruckus about some danger but there had to be atleast one time he decided to go out alone, VERY DANGEROUS, to the furthest reaches of the ranch that neighbor just wild land. A shotgun can only do so much to a small army drop of bad drones when they surround u!!, and im sure that was a moment that really scared him running back to the ranch for help when nothing he did worked to keep them down. 🎱 8 Ball- What situation was your OC lucky to escape from or get out of? What or who helped them unexpectedly?

hmmm WELLLL IF I HAD TO PICK LIKE, A NOT AS DANGEROUS SITUATION herder likes to travel into the city and have some fun every once and a blue moon and he usually makes the posse tag along, even IF THEY REALLY DONT WANT TO I THINK HE LIKES THAT THEY HUMOR HIM but getting into a classic bar fight and biting off a little more than he can chew with someone like, he is just a squirt 2 lolol possum has gotten his sorry little booty out of there, NOT UNSCATHED FOR EITHERRRR OF THEM BUT, WITHOUT POSSUM ALOT OF THE TROUBLE HE GETS IN WOULD REALLY HURT HIM IF HE ISNT THERE U KNOW!! <3<!!!

[asterssunzephyr]

TW // Mentioned/Referenced idealization of death later in the fic

Very out of character at that part but it goes back to being semi in character like. Quickly.

c!Shelby uses She/They/He pronouns here

The princess awoke to a loud crash at her front door and someone very loudly apologizing. Sighing, she got up and changed from her sleep clothes so she could find out who disturbed her sleeping; what time was it anyway? Looking at the clock on the wall, she figured it was almost time for her to get up anyway. With another sigh and fake smile plastered on her face, she descended down the stairs to the front of her castle.

"Good morning! Welcome to Glimmergrove, how may I help- Osiris! Are you okay?"

She hurried to the skeleton helper that laid on the ground with a frown, being a skeleton they could only really nod or use sign language. So, they resorted to a nod and looked at the person who was now stumbling over their words.

Katherine stood up, helped Osiris up, and turned to the culprit of knocking her friend onto the floor.

"Is there something I may help you with, or do you have anything to say to my friend here?"

She didn't care to look at their face, or outfit for a matter of fact, until they spoke.

"Princess! Oh i'm so so sorry im still learning how to land with this broom and I wasn't paying attention and I didnt mean to knock your friend over, which by the way, sorry again-"

The local, er- only witch, Shelby stopped talking the second she made eye contact with the princess. He felt their face’s heat up while stumbling over her words even more than she was.

"Oh! Shelby, hi! What brings you to GlimmerGrove?"

Her attitude did a full 180° upon seeing the witch she has, quite well in her opinion, acquainted herself with. Much to the disappointment of her parents; but who was Katherine Elizabeth, Princess of GlimmerGrove, if not a rebel to her parents rule? Exactly, no one.

"Ah- well- Dawn, Princess Gem's kingdom im sure youve been there, is holding a ball! She formally invited me, actually, hand delivering the invite to the Evermoore! Can you believe it? The sun princess, hand delivering something to me! ME! I thought she would've hated me and the evermoore but guess not! haha."

"Oh! Yes yes the annual sun and moon ball I believe? I attended often when I was younger but have become quite the busy bee.. Especially with all the monster slaying I've done recently."

She trusted Shelby, and she knew the Great Witch wouldn't tell her parents about her side hobby.

"So, did you come to inform me about the ball approaching and hand deliver my invite as well?"

She smiled, at the way the shorter flushed immediately at the implications of Katherine not knowing or having not received the invite.

"No! Yes? Uh- wait-.. I came to formally ask for you to uh.. be my date. Princess Gem had told me that the only way I can attend is with a date.."

"A new rule it seems.. Very well! I shall accompany you to the ball as your date. I formally accept."

The little wink she added at the end of her sentence probably didn't help the high Shelby already was on, as her face flushed more and caused the princess to smile.

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It was the day of the ball and all Shelby could not stop thinking of how he looked, if Katherine was okay with going as her date, or if Katherine would even be fine being seen with her after the ball.. Gods, He hoped they were at least presentable.

Sausage had let her borrow one of his suits for the ball; A nice, forest green suit with a purple dress shirt and a plain black tie; They wondered why he never wore it, but then again suits tended to not be casual wear like dresses.

Shrugging the thought off, she summoned her broom and took off; In the direction of Glimmergrove.

Upon arriving, He immediately hopped off her broom and called into the rather bare castle — It was a beautiful castle! She had to admit that of course, but there wasn't much decoration and if he ever had the chance; Well, Great Witch Shelby would change that if Katherine let her.

Speaking of Katherine, the witch believes They’ve never seen anyone prettier; Her date- Best friend! His best friend was in a beautiful dress and honestly? Shelby believed she was facing a goddess rather than a princess.

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Hearing her name called honestly scared Katherine, having not expected Shelby to be so early. Early? What time was it? Turning to the grandfather clock on the wall of her bedroom, she realized Shelby was actually on time and she was the one late.

Anxiety flowed through her veins as she stood and stared at the mirror; Her dress was floor length without her heels, a pretty light pink dress with green and purple flowers(A personal touch after buying the bland dress, she figured it was the least she could do.)

Grabbing some makeup, she gently patted the burn on her neck; She was curling her hair with a gift from Joel when she returned the Stratosphere. Unfortunately, she burned her neck with it when Shelby called out and startled her; Before the makeup could even touch her neck she put it down and decided that she could just cover it with her hair.

Quickly grabbing her white heels and slipping them on, she descended the stairs and came face to face with the witch — Well, almost face to face. They were down the empty corridor from one another, and wow. The suit that Shelby was in really complimented the golden eyes of the short witch.

Katherine didn't believe anything was wrong with Shelby's height, a mere 4 inch difference between the two; and she believed it to be absolutely adorable; But the way the sunset glowed behind the witch made her look ethereal, almost unreal. She loved it so much.

Perhaps a bit too much, perhaps she was in over her head. Perhaps, she would drown in admiration and infatuation; but honestly what a way to go? She would love to go in the way only Romeo and Juliet had, completely in love and infatuated with one another; Admiration pushing them to the end of their lives for the latter. She loved the idea, the idea of being so head over heels that you'd cover yourself in the blood of yourself and lover. Maybe, just maybe, Princess Katherine Elizabeth loved the idea of 'til death do us part' a bit too much as she stared at the witch.

Shaking her head, the princess plastered the smile she only had when seeing Shelby and quickly approached her.

"Good evening, Great Witch."

"Ah- Good Evening, Princess! You look beautiful.. I mean, you always look beautiful but- wow.."

A laugh, her own laugh she recognized it anywhere, following an even wider smile; Her freckles being much more noticeable with the blood rushing to her face from Shelby's compliment.

"I know what you mean, Shelby.. You look wonderful too. Much better than being covered in mud with your hair a mess."

A very teasing wink was added at the end of her sentence, watching the witch's face erupt into shades of red and a stuttering mess.

"I- you uh- we- We should get going! Yeah? So we can uh, make it before we're late?"

"Of course, after you?"

Watching the shorter nod and walking outside(presumably to summon her broom, which took a moment. We're all witches brooms so stubborn?). Soon after, the (4 inches.) taller woman followed behind and waited for an invite to be on the broom.

"Might wanna hold on tight, Princess. This ride can be a little rough with the winds and I don't want you to fall off."

A simple nod from Katherine, following the orders of her date and wrapping her arms around Shelby's waist.

"You don't mind this, right?"

Please, she could hear Shelby's heart racing with Katherine's hands around her waist.

"Yep! Just fine Princess! Now again, hold on tight."

At that, they took off and gods if it wasn't for Shelby's safety measures; Well, Katherine was sure she would've fallen off. On, what could be called instinct, the take off Katherine's grip around the shorter tightened and she laid her head on Shelby's shoulder; staring in front of them rather than looking down.

Now, Katherine wasn't afraid of heights(She refused to believe she was afraid of anything), but at such high speeds from the broom and the wind whistling in her ear? It was undeniable that she was scared, and if anything her grip on the witch was proof of such a statement.

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Coming to land in Dawn wasn't that bad, rather easily with all the roads leading to town square and the market, well. Typically it wasn't that bad, but with crowds of people in both places, Shelby opted on landing outside the kingdom gate. She figured it would be better anyway, easier to leave if Katherine wanted to do so early.

"Shall we?"

"We Shall."

Descending on foot into the busy kingdom actually proved to be a lot easier than when on a broom. They wondered if Gem was greeting people at the lighthouse, which now thinking about it, he probably should've used his broom to get over there.. but there was a bridge! so they can't complain too much.

"Great Witch Shelby, Princess Katherine! Wonderful to see the two of you here. Together?"

"Yes, actually! Shelby asked me to be her date after you invited her. It's wonderful to see you."

"Wonderful to see you as well Katherine. You go on in, I have to talk to Shelby about something."

Oh no. She knew what that meant, and It meant nothing good. Katherine leaving her alone with the rather intimidating sun princess (She heard how Gem was able to scare a god into giving her bees.) was not a very confident boosting situation.

Being pulled away from the entrance by the same princess who scared an 11'0 God was an experience to say the least.

"Uh- so- is this you saying you didn't mean to invite me and got me mixed up with someone else and that you hate me or?"

"Hate you? Why would I hate you? And I hand delivered that invite, who would I have confused the Great Witch Shelby with?"

Watching Gem shake her head with a smile on her face slightly got rid of Shelby's worry.

"Then uh.. what did you need to talk about?"

"Katherine is a great friend of mine, and I'm trusting you with her Shelby. Dont break her heart and we can stay allies."

"Yes Ma'am!"

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She couldn't hear what Gem and Shelby were talking about, and she couldn't see Shelby's face but something inside her sparked with jealousy as Gem smiled at her date, but Katherine knew Gem wouldn't do anything stupid enough to try and convince Shelby to ditch her (At least she hoped. She didn't wanna abandon the princess alliance over Shelby.), but all her fears dissipated when Shelby turned around and smiled at Katherine before heading over. Oh, okay. Well that's good, right?

The night was good, young, and she had Shelby as her date! Perfect, right? Almost perfect. Joey had come to her while Shelby was getting them honey-flavored drinks and soon opened his mouth; How he'll 'win her over' and 'be the pirate king that she needs' and all that drama.

Then Shelby came back, and she figured the only reason Joey shut up is because of how she smiled at the witch and got up to meet him halfway. Glancing back towards where she was sitting, She saw Sausage talking to him and saying something - Both the Eversea King and Sanctuary Guardian's face lighting up with blood. Whatever Sausage said formed a positive reaction from Joey since they were not immediately locked in battle.

"Think Sausage can calm Joey down better than anyone else."

"Seems so, huh?"

"With the Pirate distracted, may I have this dance m'lady?"

"Of course you may."

Hand in hand, Shelby led her to the dance floor - spinning her as soon as their feet hit the border; and that's how the night went, the two of them dancing together and taking everything the party had to offer. Genuinely, Katherine enjoyed the night she had.

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"Hey, Shelby? Can we detour? I don't really want to go home right now. I'm enjoying the night too much."

"Of course, where do you wanna go Princess?"

"As long as I'm with you, I don't care."

Slowing down as they came to a clearing right outside the evermoore; Sometimes she uses it to get the wood he needs for building, or the shroomlights from the nether woods. They had cleared out her work stuff and left it as is, a clearing. He figured she should've done something to decorate it; It was pretty, just looked almost as bland as Katherine's castle. Save for the fireflies perhaps, maybe they added decor with their glow.

"This place is beautiful, Shelby."

"Really? I think it's kinda bland but-"

"I promise, it's the perfect place to spend the rest of our night."

She didn't say much more, staring at the monster slayer/princess. Shelby wasn't too good at taking care of herself, so she figured Katherine especially wasn't with her dual identity as a princess and a monster slayer. She wondered what classifies a Witch as a Monster in Katherine's book — He also didn't want to find that out so keeping their mouth shut seemed the route to go here.

"Think you can dance without music, Princess?"

"I'm sure I can, Witch."

The smile that found its way onto Shelby's lip wasn't far from admiration, or love if one wanted to go that far and Shelby certainly didn't. The memory of what Katherine said a few months ago at the festival, right before the hermits had shown up, still acted as a fresh wound to her heart. Nonetheless, it didn't matter to him. Katherine had bigger problems than Shelby's heartache when hearing how the latter speaks about her; She had a curse to deal with! Which, yes, Shelby was working on and managed to get good progress on with the help of Tango. Honestly? She missed the blue haired boy who declared himself her apprentice. If anything, she missed the hermits' home more than her own; yet the hermits left a piece of them for the empires, The HermitTopia(Or, Hermit-agedon as he's heard Scar call it before.)

Turning her attention back to the princess, Shelby took her hand and pulled her closer; Sure, they had a height difference but who cares? Not they, not in this moment, not with the prettiest woman Shelby's ever met. Resting his hand on Katherine's waist, she took her other hand and gently held Katherine's; The two now in a proper dancing stance.

They moved in sync, Katherine following every move Shelby made while she made decisions on the spot. It wasn't hard to tell that they both have learned ballroom dancing; The Witch's Academy required it, and Katherine's parents likely did too. It didn't stop them however, their movements were far too graceful to be anything but perfect and surely if they had a crowd around them, people would be too stunned to speak.

Shelby was sure that Katherine was a goddess in disguise(she actually had the same idea about Princess Gemini!) and was sure he was just some pawn in the game of gods. They wouldn't care, as long as she was Katherine’s favorite pawn. Honestly, being anyone's favorite won over being the academy's least favorite.

Their dance soon came to an end, and they stood still for a moment; staring in each other's eyes before hesitantly backing away.

“Would you like to stay the night in the evermoore? I have a really cool place I just built that we can watch the stars on and then we can go inside to sleep.”

“Would it be alright with you if we went straight to sleep instead? After all the dancing, my feet are aching due to these heels.”

“You could've told me! I could have taken your heels for you!”

“It's fine! Really.”

With a sigh, Shelby simply nodded.

“Of course we can go to bed, mi vida.”

“Spanish? Has Sausage been teaching you?”

“Yeah.”

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The two made their way into Shelby’s room, and honestly Katherine forgot that Osiris and Mylo spoke often enough for Mylo to have clothes that fit her for the night. Katherine wondered if Mylo had an extra set of clothes for the other empires too or if she was an exception. She kinda wished she was an exception but knew she likely wasn't. Especially considering she wasn't the only one to have spent the night with Shelby; Sausage has frequent sleepovers in the evermoore(or.. wherever he wants. Free souls like his makes her envious.)

After changing into the clothes Mylo had given her, she sat on Shelby’s bed and smiled at the witch coming from the attic. She's never been up there, but she knew that's where Shelby kept her storage.

“Ready to sleep mi vida?”

Katherine couldn't even begin to explain what Shelby speaking Spanish did to her(spoiler: it's gay panic.)

“Yeah! Where do you-?”

“My bed is big enough for both of us, and Mylo if he wanted. He doesn't sleep- at least not near me? I think its cause he's from the nether-”

She knew she was red, sharing the same bed with someone she undoubtedly had a crush on? Plus! She was a cuddler! Ugh, how was she supposed to live in this world? Exactly, She couldn't! Well- No, she had to stay for Shelby. She realized a few weeks before the dance that she was romantically attracted to the witch, yet figured Shelby no longer felt that way due to how the festival went.. She had to thank Pearl and Impulse for knocking her into place with her feelings(How could someone that you've only known for two weeks be able to read your feelings better than you?).

“Kath, you okay? You're burning up.”

It wasn't until that statement, that Katherine realized two things:

Shelby’s hand was on her forehead

How close they were.

“Yeah! Yep! I’m good!. That sounds so unconvincing. I'm sorry..”

“No! No it's fine, really! Haha. I was really close there sorry-”

“We’ve been a lot closer tonight than just that, Shelby.”

“Yeah..”

They sat in silence for a second, Katherine feeling the bed dip next to her — Likely to indicate Shelby had sat down.

“..Can we talk? You don't have to, I can do the speaking..”

“Go on?”

“So.. uh… Remember what I said at the festival?...”

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Oh. That's what this was about. Of course he remembered, her heart shattered that day — Of course, They werent gonna go tell Katherine that; She knew how Katherine felt, and she was fine being friends because he has no reason to ask for anything more.

“Oh uh.. Yeah.. I do.”

“I.. I want to apologize for what I said.”

“What? Why? I'm not entitled to anything and if that stupid pirate-”

“Shelby.. Joey hasn't said anything. Remember when the hermits were here? For the month following the festival?.. Gods I should've said something sooner but-”

“Oh, yeah. Scott and Joel left days before us and the rest of us had to panic and nearly get trapped.”

“Shelby thats not the point- The point is, Pearl and Impulse made me realize that I’m really really fucking gay.”

“Oh- Wait did you just cuss?!”

“That's what you're worried about??? Shelby I'm literally in love with you and you're worried about me cussing???”

“YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH ME?!”

“I had a similar reaction when I realized, Now can I please kiss you?”

“Yes. Please kiss me.”

It was awkward, of course. After all, this is their first kiss and they weren't sure how to be good at it. Well, it was Shelby’s second kiss, but first with Katherine. Win-win in her book! Especially since they can now make Joey fully come to the understanding that Katherine isn't romantically interested in him. Triple win for the Great witch.

Kissing Katherine felt like everything Shelby’s ever wanted and more. Like heaven on earth, with how gentle they both were and how chaste the kisses were. He wanted more, they enjoyed kissing Katherine. It was perfect, she was perfect, this moment was perfect.

Until they heard a grunt and mumble, which caused both of them to pull from the kiss and Shelby took in how red Katherine was; He probably was no better. The two of them laughed, and they apologized to Mylo.

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He felt hot, after killing Joey nothing felt right and then the sheriff came by and she killed him! They took their hat off and threw it on his porch, sitting on the steps soon after. What the hell was wrong with him.. Sighing, she picked her hat up and went inside – Mylo had picked Jimmy’s stuff up and set it all in a chest outside.

“Hey, Mylo, Im gonna take a nap on the couch.”

“ ‘ight. Let me know when you up, and ill fix some tea for ya.”

With a nod and a smile, Shelby flopped onto the bed. What was Katherine willing to think about what he’s done now? They've killed people! Ugh, rather than thinking about it, Shelby closed her eyes and drifted to sleep.

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Katherine knew. She knew what happened, and honestly? She didnt care. Joey probably deserved, and she knew Jimmy wouldnt do much about her killing him – he may be the sheriff, but he wasnt a good one and he knew that too. So what, Shelby killed two people? There was likely good reasoning behind it.

While working on the interior of her castle when getting the buzz of the comms to let her know what her lover did was an.. Interesting.. Moment.

Now, Katherine was cleaning a broken pot from the fact she was surprised by the buzz communicator. She bit her lip and prevented herself from flying off to the evermoore and checking on Shelby. He was likely resting.. Or something.

For the rest of the day, she picked at her nails(normally painted and perfect), an old habit she hadnt done in years.

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Gods pray, what did they get themselves into too?

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I hope you like this:) Its also posted on ao3 under my request book which Im linking below:)

[girlfriendsofthegalaxy]

tuesday again 5/2/2023

some stuff i fucking HATED in this one

listening

new K. Flay AND new LUNA AURA singles out last friday but the thing that kept me company through several walks was this (billboard called it "industrial rager" which seems fine close enough) used for the yellowjackets tv show (something i have not watched and never will).

my brain has really craved repetitive lyrics recently. not sure what that's about. not a repeated lyric, but love one that goes "lipstick on the rifle". spotify

ty discover weekly.

reading

pour one out for the real ones, Vice's leftist gaming vertical Waypoint. if you've ever liked anything about the way i go about these posts you have them to thank. i would say they are the primary influence in the way i try to approach things like "is this a clever subversion that still holds a lot of love for the genre or does this not even know the rules it's trying to break". also a big factor in me going "okay this is what it says it is, this is the marketing copy and press releases" and a work says it's trying to do before assessing whether or not they do it well. may all the staff land softly, elsewhere, paid far more.

“There are a ton of destinations within gaming media that do a great job covering whether a game is worth your money. Instead, we want to focus on telling stories about why people play, and investigating how the games we love and spend so much time with come to be. Whether a game was a commercial success or has a small, dedicated community, we want to raise the conversation and take an in-depth look at the passion, people, and politics that underpin these worlds.” -Austin Walker, editor in chief until last year

the very last thing i read was this review of the new starred wars game, whose early review code sent to journalists was EXTREMELY different than what ended up shipping. this is uncommon but not unheard of, but almost nobody publishes a "null result" review like this one and it's a fascinating breakdown

This piece has, admittedly, gone off the rails, but if this had been a straightforward review, and at the end, I put an italicized section that said “based on 10 hours,” what would you say? If I’d finished the game but confessed at the end that the patched version was importantly different from the one I’d spent my time with, what then? Which review is worth more?

i also read Behind the Sun, Above the Moon, a non-binary scifi/fantasy anthology. i was not impressed with this collection in whole or in parts. it could have benefited from a stronger theme and editorial vision (i'm not actually sure this thing had an editor, now i'm looking closer?)

this has billed itself "a Queer anthology inspired by magic and the cosmos". what i was hoping/expecting this would be: a collection exploring what it means to be nonbinary through the lens of scifi and fantasy. it actually is: an almost completely human-centric collection about people who happen to be non-binary and happen to live in scifi or fantasy settings.

the critical problem is that most of them are very slice-of-life in a fantastic setting as opposed to a short story with uhhhhhh a theme and a point it makes. the worldbuilding, while often interesting, is not integral. 3/9 of these are set in a contemporary setting, and all of them could be set in a contemporary setting without losing much. 3/9 (one overlap) feature a protagonist or deuteragonist who is a cop, and all three of those read very gay assimilation-y/feel very concerned with perfect gay rep.

i don't really expect anyone to be the next o henry here, but none of them are self-contained. not the sort of ambiguous ending in the Ha Ha Im Going To Think About This For The Rest Of My Life way, they all feel like “first chapter of a planned new adult trilogy”.

i love anthologies. i am always rooting for anthologies. i am no stranger to imperfectly written speculative fiction. this one is just kind of nothing? none of these are good or particularly enjoyable examples of the form, either as short stories or as speculative fiction.

i don't actually know what tipped me off to this book, it's been on my overdrive for...two years.

watching

two out of three Magnificent Seven sequels are not worth my time, your time, or anyone else's. i have not bothered to watch Guns of the Magnificent Seven (1969, dir. Wendkos) bc i have a finite amount of time on this bitch of an earth.

i reluctantly have to hand the original some heterosexual rights. that move had a genuinely cute romance that fit in well with a particular character's growth, even if it was lifted whole cloth from Seven Samurai. this will be relevant when we discuss this franchise's hatred for women later.

Return of the Seven/Return of the Magnificent Seven (1966, dir. Kennedy), starring exactly one member of the original seven, is so poorly paced that i paused the film during an "exciting" bullfight, got up to get more snacks, got distracted, and ended up cleaning my kitchen.

there is a great deal of untranslated, un-captioned spanish throughout this movie, including the entire opening sequence. i don't know how i feel about this. on one hand, yeah, fuck them americans, and i would not call the english-language dialogue particularly crucial to your understanding of the plot. on the other hand, what.

as opposed to the original seven all being men who are fairly polite and follow some sort of code, the replacement five are all kind of sleazy? one of them only signs on bc there's an entire village full of women on their own. in other relationships, there is the KERNEL of a really fascinating fucked up family dynamic between the villain and his sons, but we don't even get hints of that until well after the halfway point. this is the original movie but less interesting and sloppier. the camerawork and effects simply are not there.

The Magnificent Seven Ride! (1972, dir. McCowan) is a really, really awful film to watch, and not just if you're a woman. this whole fucking film uses three separate instances of rape or gang rape as plot momentum. if you are not trying to fill out lee van cleef's filmography (only a thing me and @birdcfparadise are insane enough to do) this is actively skippable.

like okay. let’s just walk through the first fifteen minutes. lvc's young, new, nubile wife convinces him to let a kid who robbed a store get off with a warning instead of what lvc really wants to do, send him to jail. in return, the kid shoots lvc, kidnaps lvc's wife, and rapes and kills her on the trail. the movie, which wasn't good to start out with, does not improve from there. like the other sequel i watched, this is the original movie but less interesting and sloppier.

the one interesting choice this film makes: one of the seven is a failed journalist tailing lvc, hoping to get enough life details out of him to write a book. this is a fun period-appropriate twist and this could have been a fun proto-revisionist western/gracefully put the franchise to bed, but here we FUCKING are.

why'd i do this to myself: liked the original, like lvc.

playing

the steam collections i'm sorting things into areworking, bc i forgot i owned Call of Juarez: Gunslinger (2013, developed/published Techland). i do not remember buying this, i assume it was $1.99 in a sale at some point. this is a silly arcade-y first person shooter.

i suspect it will be the kind of thing i play through once and then completely forget about, but i will have a fun ten hours-ish.

this is a personal problem, but the moment you give me a long-distance rifle, i want to play as stealthily and perfectly as possible. (except in fallout, where it is way more fun to charge up to enemies like a very small freight train with a shotgun). this game is simply not built for stealth. this game wants you to move constantly. i do like how enemies are encountered in little groups or knots, and don't come after you if you've cleared out one group and haven't hustled along to the next. enemy AI was simply not very sophisticated in 2013. this gives me time to meander around looking at everything and going "oh i coulda got up on that water tower" or "totally missed that barrel of dynamite".

i like how over the top but un-self-serious it is so far. competent shooter, fewer of the bells and whistles we expect from a FPS these days, but we don't really need to be fucking around with health packs and more than one kind of ammo for a gun. nothing's really annoying me yet and i haven't fallen deeply in love with it, so i don't have a ton of thoughts other than "huh this is a decade old video game with decade-old design sensibilities, which isn't bad just different". stay tuned!

separate thought: i do think that the game's artstyle is about as detailed as i ever want a game to get. nothing ever really needs to be more realistic than this. i do think we peaked in 2013 and what 2013 CPUs could handle. we have better raytracing and particles and whatnot now, but that's at the cost of eerily hyperrealistic games where there is little to no non-signage visual signposting. nothing is guiding your eye through a level, things (consumables, collectibles, etc) are very easy to miss. if video games are an art form you need to pick a thing your game looks like. make a stylistic choice for christ's sake. not this game though. it's doing okay.

making

made some fake meatballs (shut up) bc the giant bag of bargain store brand meatballs i used to practically live on have risen to $20 a bag. angel hair and meatballs are easy to acquire and easy to eat, even if they do generate many dishes to wash.

making my own is not much cheaper, and raw ground meat texture is one of the worst things in the world. plus i had some carrots and oats and lentils to use up anyway. this required more chopping than my hands cared for, even though i bought pre-juilenned carrots and just sort of roughly diced them. the texture is UNSETTLINGLY like real meatballs. that sort of spongy? bouncy? mouthfeel. the taste is, of course, nothing like real meat. they are a little crumbly in actual pasta, but oversaucing whatever noodles are at the back of the pantry will help.

no pics bc they look awful. eating a lot of various lentil sludges lately partly bc i am trying to clean out my pantry before i move, and when i could still afford grocery delivery they frequently gave me green instead of the far superior red lentils.