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single-malt-scotch · 11 months ago

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i kno theres a lot of comparison for Good Season between s9 and s7 and i love them both bc they really have entirely different vibes. they cant be the same. i dont think its fair to say why one was better than the other but rather recognize what is different about them and think about the numerous things done and why they worked well, potentially thinking about what would be nice to see going forward.

s7 was interesting bc it isnt unlike s9 in having some kind of central location and then hermits spreading out from there, as well of the numerous 'events' that occurred.

i think a central area is key... not just spawning in the same place together, but spawning there and establishing something there. s9's spawn blossoming in that spot with everyone's small starter homes was lovely because it basically made a small neighborhood. it seemed natural to make a little starter base to prepare and live in before going off to build a potentially bigger base imo. my favorite thing about s9 (kind of s8 simply because of proxy voice) is the excitement and chaos of starting and everyone bumping into each other and poking fun etc and i think spawn is a key part of that! its what i look forward to most for the start of a season.

in terms of events, its something the hermits were very good at in s7 and naturally did in s9 again. events are good. they allow collabs between bigger numbers! i cant even count all the events on each season but i realize i feel there is like... a 'roleplay-ish' event and some kinda game event lol. and strangely we had two events that had to do with controlling a district/server etc (s7 mayor and s9 king). which is just coincidence. but, this kinda back and forth of funny 'lets play pretend" to some degree can be amusing to watch and i dont mind it, but its the way that its played out that matters. s7 mayor was pretty simple and didnt effect other people too hard (it was on a much smaller scale tbh), whilst ren's king arc was incredibly involved!! and that is NOT an insult (i think it was done decently in a way where ppl not involved did not have weird video situations of being confused or left out-- they could ignore it easily).

it is just wild to see the progression of work done between these events these ppl created. honestly no matter the ups and downs of the king arc i cannot applaud ren enough for everything he did, it was insane. this is to say-- i wouldnt doubt a pattern potentially coming through-- playing pretend in a way thats a bit more than just a prank war, and obviously making silly games. games are really The staple of the server and the way people get together to have fun. my only wish would be to not have another mayor/king/etc arc lol. i dont think thatll be an issue.

i think what stands out for both season are the things some hermits make that arent mini games or just a little play pretend, but the long going events that get people involved for a longer period-- s7's button, tag, head games, decked out or the base trade. s9's decked out, tcg, mumbo's new button, ren's quests, etc... and i imagine they will all come up with new things again. s9 at least to me felt like it lacked some of that but its probably more because the ones that did come up lasted a long time inbetween giving hermits more time to work on their builds. but they all came in waves that felt fitting. let a thing happen for a while, it slows down, people spend time more specifically working on their base. rinse repeat. i guess in some ways it felt 'organized' but i can see how it maybe didnt work for some people-- some didnt like watching tcg and when it was the main focus, some people didnt watch. same goes with decked out.

and of course, across both seasons, its always a toss up on how "complete" is feels. and my prespective is less of who completes what, but instead how the season potentially affected their ability to work on their stuff. of course there are all kinds of irl things that affect them too so i cant judge this as if i know everything. s9 felt kind of linear? again, in the sense of how larger scale events were spaced out. and i feel like ppl were given good spans of time to work on their stuff. really, it just seemed like irl things is what slowed some people down towards the end, especially when the pauses between things like tcg and decked out were spent dealing with irl, and then returning because of those events. at least from my perspective, s7 felt a bit more chaotic in terms of this pacing due to the randomness of events and the fact they would often take them away from their bases. i dont actually feel like anyone worked less on their bases in s7 than s9, but the big things that happened were not at all paced the same way as they were in s9 (it sometimes made me feel like they werent making much progress at all even though they were lol).

it is interesting taking a look at these two seasons because i think they had a lot of the same stuff, but both went about it differently. i think these two seasons define the hermits very well-- the kinds of stuff they do, the stuff they enjoy, and what they tend to keep doing. assuming s10 doesnt get some kind s8 treatment i can only see this one going forward just as well as the previous. and i hope as well to see some very interesting new ideas from after the insane massive works like tcg and decked out 2.

#it is interesting to see the contrast of the center of the server #s7 was so focused on markets like. so so much #bc the market was the 'spawn'#on the other hand market wasnt a massive focused for a majority of s9 because it wasnt the center #instead it was spawn where there were mostly homes and whatnot #i just think that alone is interesting #but ironically it was s9 that ended up starting with so much focus on money that they fucked up the ecenomy

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its-a-swift-kloss · 1 year ago

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I'm sorry but Kaylor Tumblr is an echo chamber right now, and dumb echo chamber at that.

Everyone including Swifties have been bored of the pap walks Taylor has been doing with her friends since after the first two or three she's done after dumping Toe, nobody wants to see Taylor do the same boring pap walks with the same boring people at the same boring restraunts while the vast majority of people think that her current street style looks like complete crap.

Swifties were so bored of all this boring shit that Taylor's doing for the 1989 TV rollout that a lot of them were coming up with wild theories about how there is going to be a secret B-side to 1989 TV that has vault tracks with titles that don't sound boring as shit and collabs with actually cool and interesting celebrities. The excitement Taylor drummed up for Swifties with the Google vault puzzle didn't even last that long, the excitement all died off within two hours of Taylor announcing the vault track names and Swifties went back to coming up with "theories" to try and make 1989 TV and everything around it less boring.

Taylor bearding with this football dude was actually a good move for her to make because now Swifties aren't bored to death over how lackluster the rollout for 1989 TV is anymore and now she's got the attention of people who wouldn't be interested in her without this dude as potential new consumers of her products and the only downside of her doing this was pissing off a miniscule section of her fandom, Gaylors, who have a major issue with too many of them acting like awful over-entitled brats because she's her own person who handles her closet exactly the way she wants to instead of coming out of the closest for the benefits of others even thought Taylor's indicated in her most recent album Midnights that coming out of the closet just so others can benefit is something she has zero interest or intention of doing.

Hello, anon. So, let me see if I got it right. You think everyone was bored and that's why Taylor had to get a beard? That he'll solve all the problems by keeping swifties occupied and boosting her sales? I don't even- lol first, if your fanbase is so thirsty for news or entertainment that they can't sit still for a few weeks, something is wrong in the way you handle them. She's either sending the wrong signals, spoiling them with too much content to the point that when one thing happens (like the vault to solve), they're already antsy for the next thing. Did they forget about the year she spent away?? Maybe they need reminding. If you kept up with her during 2014-2015, you'll remember what it was like the 1989 era - she did promote that album a lot. It worked and she didn't need a guy for it, how crazy. What I think most ppl around me are saying, is that she's the Taylor Swift. She doesn't need a man to boost her numbers. Sure, she's reaching a new territory and a new audience with this stunt, but she doesn't need it to make big bucks. She's at the top of her game, she's reaching a new high every day. Just check the charts or how her concerts are sold out. Not to mention that 1989 is an era based on her being single and happy, her preaching all around about having fun with her friends and enjoying life without a relationship. That seems to have been thrown out of the window now. She could do better promo if she wanted to, bc we've seen it before. Now it seems like even if she just dumped her last beard in the first semester, she can't go more than a few months without a guy. What message does it send, anon? Ppl have every right to be annoyed, even if we do understand she's doing it for even bigger numbers and to have a wider audience. Most of us have been here for years keeping up with her story. As far as I've seen, no one is being an asshole demanding her to come out or whatever. They're just wondering why this same old story again. You're allowed your feelings and opinions, anon, but remember, so are we.

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purpledaisiesthings · 2 years ago

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I understand the anon feeling underwhelmed by the episode. I do feel they were a bit extra with promo that Conllie scene, I mean I get it, they’re popular, use what you got to draw audiences in. I will say this I think the combo of them promo Conllie, the almost month long wait after the kiss and the uncertainty of getting a season 7 had people in a bit of a frenzy with this potentially only having 3 eps with them as a couple, had ppl letting their expectations run wild and wanting to speed up the process but in the context of the show we gotta remember it’s been less than 24 hrs since the kiss, they were still in rls with other people that needed to be addressed regardless of how we felt about those rls, the best thing to do was to use this ep to handle that first before truly being all in with their rls. Like Conrad said, they got ahead of themselves and things were a bit messy so they needed to handle biz first before turning the attn to them and what they wanted going forward. I know there was only 3 eps left but that was the right way to handle it. I thought it was a good ep

I thought that was a really good episode too.

You mentioned how coming back from the long break after the kiss plus the uncertainty of season 7 with only 3 episodes left added to the excitement for something more, and I think that makes sense.

We've had weeks to raise our expectations, but then technically, for these characters, it's just been a few hours. So, you're right, the next thing for conllie was to end things with their previous partners before officially starting something together.

We got really cute and adorable scenes with them even on top of the ones where they breaking things off with Cade and James. The break up scenes were still kinda all about and leading to Conllie.

After watching the episode for a second time, I think it really was up there for me tbh.

#anonymous asks #answered #billie x conrad #the resident #the resident fox #ship rants

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tasteleeknow · 2 years ago

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Hiya again, This is the AO3 confused writing anon (of that makes sense lmao) thank you for the kindness! I've figured out a lot of the writing aspect by just messing around with it lol!

I guess I have 1 more follow up question: were you ever afraid to post what you've written? (And I guess a second question of: if so how did you overcome that?)

It's just that this is so different than the drawings I usually post cause not only is it writing (which to me is always more intimate than a drawing) but it's Explicit. And right now it's just sitting in my drafts cause I am to afraid to do anything with it

hello! of course i was! well i was actually so afraid i never even attempted writing at all. i've been an avid reader of fic for like 10 years at this point but i only gave writing a go in september.

i actually just sat down one day and just ... didn't think. it's rare for my brain to let me just do something that's made me anxious so long without all the overthinking so i'm not sure why it worked that day. basically when i finished writing (this was taste btw) i realised i may as well share. if no one read it or enjoyed it, i wouldn't have lost anything. i thought maybe if i put it in the tags on here and then on ao3, a few ppl might read it in passing, and if i was lucky i MIGHT get a comment or two.

the reality was that i received so much positive feedback it encouraged me to try again, and again, and now i have a new hobby! i totally understand how intimate it feels to share something you've written. it feels a bit like sharing a diary entry online for absolutely anyone to see, especially when you are just starting. i wish i had a clear answer for how exactly i was suddenly able to write and post, i think it was just deciding one day to be brave and see what happens! sometimes the things that scare you, that make your heart race, are the things that have the biggest potential to bring you a little joy. honestly, every time i post i think ok this is the one people will hate and i'm nervous—but it's always worth it. i highly encourage you to give it a go! even if you don't see any feedback, it's exciting to overcome a fear and try something new. i'm rooting for you!

#answered

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mypartnersincrime · 1 month ago

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I miss hanging out with her. But I fear I don't really know her at all anyways 😮‍💨

I just want us to have time to hang out. Why can't I relax around her? Is it hypervigilanve? What does my body know that my mind does not yet? All I know is I'm terrified she'll get to know me and something about me will repel her.

The only thing repelling her rn is my shit communication. Ugh. It's like I want to open up about whats going on but I think she's too busy too care 😬

She's on a journey and I saw us being great uplifters if each other but turns out I suck lol no I think I went through a lot and haven't been the positive open person she met

Not sure, and the uncertainty makes me feel like I just gotta keep trying harder. So I'm doing opposite action. Giving space and if what we need is time, great! If not, I'll live even if this one doesn't work out. But this time I hope we can be friends.

Speaking of friends, I thought I felt less pressure when making friends but I fear I'm just too open and ppl feel like I expect something of them other than their own openness. Maybe I should learn to see ppls discomfort as their inability to match my freak (open and free communication).

Cael I have a platonic crush on, sorry. I enjoy our emotional intimacy and he's such a sweetie 😭 wish he was poly/open fr. But it's okay. I'm simply excited to get to know him and chill when we can!

With Alyssa, I feel like I need to make up for all the horrible times I've given her. I have a great time and I miss it. I even feel like we're not really dating anymore. I've de escalated in my mind because it's pretty clear she doesn't have capacity and/or time for a long convo. The way she left things, saying she'll reply later then not. It doesn't make me feel like trying again. It feels like have been deeply rejected. It wasn't just a meme or anything, I was telling her I felt like a burden, I said I felt I was overwhelming her.

The next issues "il lhave more time to reply when I'm off work" 😮‍💨 everyone I'm currently into has me waiting for them to be ready to date lol why do this to me, I'm sweet and looking to open up.

But this level of insecurity just won't do. It's hard to remebr to treat this more olatonically when I have a very large gay crush on her. But she don't be having time for me, and I'm tired of being the one whose always there for ppl.

I'm just tired. And in need of a vent session. But it doesn't matter. I need a therapist. I don't want to be doing this anymore

I miss her, but I think I miss what we had in the beginning. I'm not sure if it's something I did, or if my expectations are too great, but I know my needs and it's time to get real about what she's been offering. Which is for me to wait 😮‍💨

Wait until Oct 4 turned into wait until Oct 19 and she's already busy. since August I've been suggesting things and I guess feeling rejected cuz I need to wait until Oct 4 (a few sprinklings of potentially quitting early then never mentioning it again). Our forest adventures in the city and at the local national park. Our plans for a craft night and Chopped style kitchen hijinks. Even the gem show. It feelsl Ike she forgot, or had someone more convenient to go with 😒 these are the things that make me feel less important. And I can't suggest anything without being told to just wait till she's off work. Sounds good. My passion for hanging out has dwindled since I couldn't bring it up. And now she makes nooooooo effort to hang out. I just gotta match that too. Cuz I'm so tired of planning everything ffs I'm tired of feeling chosen once or twice a week. I need to adjust my expectations but I get so excited to hear from her I forget were nowhere near primary partners or even close friends

And can we get to how she kinda dismisses out mental health stuff? Def avoids it. My ideal person(s) have questions! Want to know more. To them, i cannot yapnenough about being Black autistic with DID 🩷🌈✨

Now there's so much to like about her. She shows interest in getting to know me, just not my inner world. She's an incredibly caring person. She's a talented ecologist, I find her big knowledge admirable. She really likes rocks, especially labradorite.

But when she overwhelmed, she doesn't reach out.

I have no idea when I wrote this but guess what: she's not interested romantically 😮‍💨 I'm sorry babe. You are a light, a joy, a clown and a abddie. None of that changes cuz she can't/won't choose you in that way. Thankfully hehe

But it does suck. And fuck has every insecurity I have come up. And I've said hi and sent them on their way I guess, no use getting stuck in negative thought or believing they reflect my character.

Just dealing with a lil sadness and disappointment, but not despair or hurt which I'm grateful for. Ingues this type of convo leads me closer to my ideal ppl even though its hard and embarrassing, vulnerability and openness is always brave and admirable!

Thank you for reminding me my good qualities!

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blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk · 2 years ago

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maybe im being a little self indulgent, maybe its the delirium from having my wisdom teeth removed, but rmmr charles grey and his artist boyf hcs i asked a while back??? well,,,, 👉👈 if u dont mind, maybe hcs or scenario where artist boyf is invited to the queen’s ball (shes probably in on this whole ordeal, watching grey run around in circles lol). instead of socializing with possible suitors as his mother requested, he decides to ask the queen if he could just paint the dance scene (u know how some ppl hire artists for weddings to paint and stuff??) and she agrees bc???? idk he’s pretty and so is his art so it’s a win win??? grey brings it upon himself to stand watch over him and starts chatting, maybe even making him laugh a little??? sorry if this is too long

oh heck yeah getting to write these two is always a treat!

someone in the back seeing Grey set his sights on one single person: BUT HE’S A WHORE????? 😂😂😂

Well, obviously the only chivalrous thing to do here is to stand watch over the artist! The man is probably physically delicate, so, Grey himself would be a perfect choice should something… er… exciting happen. Besides, he and Phipps are both on duty, so they ought to have at least two different vantage points for protection, right? Phipps is on the other side of the room doing something or other, meaning positioned next to (Name) is the perfect place for Grey to be.

He was never really one for the arts in general until he caught interest in this man; he prefers action, battle, sports. If it were any other artist Her Majesty had chosen to paint the scene, Grey would go behind their back to other friends and laugh about how boring a job it has to be. Because it’s (Name), however, he suddenly finds some magical interest in it that he didn’t see before. Even better that he sees that the man had to ask the Queen’s permission. That indicates he was invited, not hired, and painting really is what he truly enjoys. There are two boxes checked off, in that case ― noble enough to be sent an invitation, and passionate enough to ignore all the socialite business in favor of just doing what he wants. Being who he is, Charles Grey is a big proponent for just doing whatever the hell one wishes.

Oh, he pretends he’s doing something kind by ‘guarding’ (Name) from any potential danger or nosy people, but it’s almost for certain that the other man knows the truth. And that’s just how he wants it, right? Surely letting Grey give a bit of chase after him and allowing himself to be charmed is a better dance than a waltz. Plus, he really would rather not mingle, because Grey is pretty much the only one he’s interested in. Best not give other people false hope.

For that matter, Grey certainly doesn’t want to dance with anyone else. He’d rather dance with (Name) all night… unfortunately, he may still indulge a young lady or two here and there, if only to keep up his appearance as a polite gentleman. Polite gentlemen don’t rudely decline dance offers, after all! Still, he keeps it short if he must dance with anyone else, returning to the artist’s side after only one song.

The whole time, Grey makes sure to snag a glass of champagne or a few pastries from whoever happens to be passing by offering them every so often. He singlehandedly prevents (Name) from going hungry or thirsty… even though he also eats at least half of what he takes himself. Of course, the suggestion from the other man that the two of them split a glass or a snack is met with delight. And perhaps a little confusion. Maybe some flustered blinking. He doesn’t turn it down, though.

What makes (Name) laugh more than anything is how all up in everyone’s business Grey seems to be. He has gossip about every person that the artist points out. Some of it is quite mundane like someone accidentally wearing the wrong fashions, but some of it is as serious as the plague… you know, like who’s sleeping with whose husband and things like that. Is it in poor taste that he prattles about it to (Name)? Perhaps a bit. He words it in such a way that one can’t help laughing, though, and at least he doesn’t say these things to people’s faces!

Toward the end of the night when people have gotten somewhat drunk and aren’t paying much attention, Grey leans down behind (Name)’s canvas under the guise of saying something else to the man… and very quickly gives him a peck on the cheek. It could be dismissed by those who are drunk as a gesture of affection between friends ― however, it is very much not that, and (Name) is well aware of that fact. Adding to it is that Grey lets his hand linger on the other man’s during the kiss, and for a few seconds after, he’s rather slow in pulling away. Although he isn’t nearly as bold as he might like to be, he still thinks he’s as bold as is possible. The act is certainly appreciated, at any rate.

The Queen is most definitely in on it. After several years of watching Grey refuse to settle down and then seeing his attention pulled in by this one man, she’s going to see to it that he tries to get cozy with someone. (Not at all related is the fact that she’s tired as hell of one of her butlers being accused of being a whore. SETTLE WITH SOMEONE, GREY!!!)

#Black Butler #Kuroshitsuji #Grey #Charles Grey #headcanons #romantic #fluff #drama #DANG THESE TWO #get a room 😂😂#one hell of a queue

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witch-hazels-musings · 4 years ago

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Could you do some headcanons about Kaeya and Diluc with an s/o who really wants to dance with them (whether it be at a festival, party, at home, etc.) Also? I seriously respect the hell out of you for writing while working an 8-5 as someone who has to work a 9-5 and feels like i doesn’t even have time to shower at night. ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡ I hope you’re doing well! Please continue to grace us with your lovely presence!

I finished it!! Thank you for waiting for me! I hope you like it :D

^ expanded the request a bit --- I also don’t know how Kaeya’s got to be so long - so an extra special gift from me to you

warnings -> sfw, reader is pestered by some ppl, jealous characters :)

Character X GN Reader | Anthology

Includes: Kaeya, Diluc, Childe, Albedo

Kaeya

When Kaeya asked you to be his partner to one of the largest events in all of Mondstadt, you were beyond excited - this was an opportunity you had been waiting for - you’d always wanted to dance with him, and this was the perfect opportunity to do so

You did your best to get ready, not knowing if this or that outfit would be better to wear, and the anxiety of having to meet him at the event hall was weighing on you

“Y/N!” You turned your head for the thousandth time, so many voices had called out to you the moment you descended the stairs, their eyes as powerfully overwhelming as their voices. Luckily, this voice was someone you were relieved to see. Amber gripped onto your hands and pushed herself between you and the many bodies standing just a bit too close. “You look incredible! I’ve only ever seen you in your adventure clothes.”

“Haha, I couldn’t come to a ball dressed like that, could I?” You glanced down at your attire, it had taken you a long time to decide what to wear and even though you settled on this, and were getting compliment after complement, you only cared about one person's opinion. Where was he?

“Well, you look incredible!” She gripped your wrist and pulled you along, shouting at people who refused to get out of the way, her peppy voice breaking through all the many others calling for your attention. It was strange to be the center of attention. You’d seen so many of these faces around town and they didn’t seem to notice you then, so why all the affection now? It made you feel self-conscious.

When you were finally away from the sea of eager eyes, you took a deep breath. The new, less crowded space letting in relief to ease your nerves.

You looked at Amber and smiled at her, she always seemed to know how to bring you just what you needed, her kindness knew no bounds and you were we happy to have a friend like her. “Have you been here long?” You asked her.

“Pretty much, I’ve been helping plan this event for a while. I’m happy for it to be over honestly, who knew planning something like this was so exhausting.”

“Ha, maybe that’s why Diluc always has a sour expression on his face. Too many events.”

“You’re probably right! Ah, can you imagine stern Diluc planning a party? I’d die.” She laughed and the cheery vibrations seeped into your weary skin, your nerves made it easier for you to have an emotional reaction and with her disposition you found yourself laughing with her.

“So,” you looked out over the dance floor, noticing the tables full of food and drink, people standing in small circles chatting and laughing away. “Who else made it tonight?”

“Oh, are you looking for someone in particular?” She tilted her head and smiled at your flustered state.

“N-no … what … shut-up.” You frowned and looked away from her.

“I think you’ll see him soon, he had something to do but it won’t take him all night.” She must have noticed your disappointment because in an instant she made the decision to get you something to eat and stuck to your side until you had a more natural smile on your face.

Any excuse to be close to you he is all for, it doesn’t matter what the occasion is, he will find a way to hold you, touch you - he just cannot get enough of you

When he invited you to the Favonious ball, he knew you’d quickly take up his offer and join him, there wasn’t a question in his mind that you would deny it

He had several things to prepare for and was frustrated that he couldn’t bring you to the event himself, but he knew you’d show up and once you did he’d have all night to spend with you - that was if he could make his way through the barrage of people who were flocking to you as soon as you stepped through the door

He stepped through the hallway, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he made his way toward the ballroom. Lisa had given him a few ‘last minute’ wardrobe adjustments, and while she cooed over how handsome he looked, he hated how tight the suit was around his neck. He pushed his finger between the collar of his dress shirt and pulled at it.

As he turned the corner, he could already hear the sounds of the party drifting up toward him. He hoped it wasn’t too late, his work had kept him longer than he wished and it was well past the time that you said you’d be there. He was frustrated and eager to see your face.

The light from the ballroom washed over him as he stepped onto the balcony. There were still plenty of people enjoying themselves below but he only cared about one. His eyes scanned the crowd, heart filling with dread as he failed again and again at finding you among them. Then he saw you, your back leaning against one of the pillars, your arms crossed around your chest, eyes looking at the outrider who seemed to be holding you in a lively conversation.

He smiled and quickly made his way down the steps, his hands slipping into his pockets as he did so.

People were engaged in discussions, which normally he would be interested in as these were great opportunities to gather information, but his focus was on something much more important.

“I’m going to ask them…” A voice caught his attention so he slowed his pace.

“Don’t even bother, they haven’t danced with anyone the whole night. They’ve just been talking with that brunette for hours.”

“I’m pretty persistent; I know how to win someone over.” Kaeya looked at them, his gaze lingering for a moment before catching you in the same place you had been. He watched as they made their way toward you and the stab in his chest pulled at the back of his mind. Quickly, he unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, the freedom of it spurring him on as he pushed his way toward you.

“Hey, I couldn’t help but notice you haven’t danced with anyone here. I know, you’ve just been waiting for me to ask you all night.” The man smiled at you, but there was something unsettling about the way he did it.

“No thank you, I’m not interested.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun. You won’t regret it.” You were getting irritated at this point, not only had he interrupted your conversation with Amber, but he wasn’t the only person to ignore your first no.

“Again, I’m not interested.” You turned away from him hoping that if you didn’t look he’d just walk away.

He placed his hand against the pillar and leaned in closer to you and you were about to show him how strong your disinterest was when you heard a familiar voice.

“How rude of me to keep you waiting for so long, I came as soon as I could.” You looked behind the man and saw Kaeya standing there in formal attire, his beauty seemed to know no limits - frustrating.

“Kaeya!” You stood, disregarding everything and flashing him the brightest smile you could.

“Am I too late for a dance?” He held out his hand to you and without hesitation you took it. He led you to the dance floor leaving behind a confused, dejected suitor and excited Amber in your wake.

He spun you around as soon as you reached the dance floor, a hand resting on your hip and the other holding your hand. “You look stunning, did you get dressed up all for my sake?” He looked down at you and his smile made your legs weak.

“Maybe … don’t let it go to your head.”

“Too late.” He laughed and you forgot how much you missed him. It didn’t matter how long you waited, for him, you would wait an eternity.

“I heard a rumor about you.”

“What rumor?” You looked up at him and caught the mischief in his eyes.

“That you haven’t danced with a single person here, is that true?”

“... It is … I only …” You looked down at his chest before continuing. “I only wanted to dance with you.”

His hands squeezed around your hip and you felt him pull you closer, “How lucky am I. Sorry I made you wait.”

“No! You don’t have to apologize.” Your head shoots up to meet him, your voice a bit louder than you planned, but he doesn’t seem to mind.

“Well let’s give them all a show, shall we? I mean, I have to make sure they know they’ll never stand a chance.” The two of you spend the rest of the night together, the jealousy of all those who wished they were Kaeya apparent as they started to fade away the longer the two of you held one another. Kaeya couldn’t be happier, he was completely fine with them dropping all hope of being yours - that space was for him and him alone.

Diluc

You were having a great time enjoying the festivities. Practically everyone had been invited to the winery to celebrate the coming of the new season, it was one of the most popular events that could happen

The two of you had been catching each other here and there, but with how busy he was taking care of everything, and how popular you were becoming as a dance partner or at least an interested dance partner, the two of you continued to drift past the other

Diluc was getting more and more irritated as the evening went on. There were so many things distracting him from where he desperately wanted to be. Instead of being at your side, he was busy hosting conversation after conversation with potential business partners, dealing with the drunkards who couldn’t seem to keep a responsible handle on their booze, and drifting between staff to make sure they had what they needed.

Reasons like these were why he typically avoided hosting events, but it was always fruitful and he needed to keep old connections and build new ones. Still, when he had a second and his eyes drifted through the crowd to find you, he felt the heat rise in his chest as he watched you dancing in the arms of someone other than him. He wasn’t mad at you of course, he was frustrated with himself that he allowed others to touch you, you were just too kind - a trait he loved, but one that also pulled at his heart.

“They are incredible.” He heard someone share with their friend. Glancing up from his work he saw just who they were in discussion about.

“I wonder if they are seeing anyone?”

“I haven’t heard anything …Hey, If you don’t go for it, I will!” They laughed and while he couldn’t tell if their intentions held any weight, he hated that the idea was even present in their minds. Again, it was on him that people didn’t know you were seeing one another. The two of you looked like good friends with the way you respected his boundaries, and his reservation at being expressive with his affections for you. He clenched his jaw before walking away.

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Your legs were starting to ache from the amount of activity you were requesting of them. So many people had asked you to dance, and you didn’t want to be rude, as a guest of Diluc’s you wanted to make sure to be as kind and thoughtful as you could. However, with the amount of energy you were expending on everyone else you were starting to feel the effects of it all. So when several more, slightly persistent, patrons came to ask you to dance, you found yourself leaning to decline.

“Excuse me,” they began, “If you would be so kind, I’d love to have the next dance with you.” You looked up at them and saw their nervous smile. It hurt to reject them, but you desperately wanted a break.

“Thank you, but I’m going to have to respectfully decline.” You nodded your head and noticed there were other eager dance partners standing behind them. “I need to rest a bit, everyone has been so lively, and I’m running out of stamina.” You laugh in an attempt to make your rejection more lighthearted.

“If you don’t want to dance, we can do something else!” They sat down next to you, their arms perched on the table, body leaning in way to close. They began to ask you questions, which was fine until they started to get more and more personal. You did your best to answer them, but when they asked the next question it was a challenge to get them to accept your response.

“Everyone is dying to know,” another asked, you turned your head to them and waited, “are you seeing anyone?”

You averted your gaze before responding, “Yes. I am.”

“What!?” | “There is no way?” Their voices hit you at once and the loudness of their shouting drew eyes from other party-goers. They badgered you for a bit, all asking different questions at the same time, making it hard to hear them all. One stuck out and when they spoke the group got quiet.

“I’ve never seen you with anyone.” You looked at them, their arms crossed and lips turned into a frown. “You’re pulling our legs.”

“No, I really am seeing someone.”

“I don’t believe it, you're just using that as an excuse.” Their words made you angry. You didn’t own them anything and you were being plenty kind, and, that kindness, was starting to grow thin. “Tell us who it is and then we will believe you.” They placed their hand on the table and looked directly into your eyes. You were about to answer them when you were interrupted by the person himself.

“Y/N.” He spoke and the voices around the table died down, you looked at him and felt unbelievable relief.

“Diluc.” You stood and walked toward him, his hand open for you, a gesture you were surprised by. Carefully, you placed your hand in his and scratched the side of your head.

He looked at you, his eyes heavy on your skin. “Sorry I’ve been so busy.”

“It’s okay, I don’t mind waiting.” His thumb rubbed the back of your hand, there was no way people couldn’t notice how much that affected you.

“Hey! What’s going on … are the two of you …?” The person stood up and placed their hands on their hips. Their shouting drew the eyes of others again and everyone at the table stilled as they waited for a response.

“Yes, and I ask that you don’t cause them any trouble; I won’t tolerate it.” His tone had a hint of a threat and it made your chest tight. There was a shockwave of disbelief that ran through the crowd, and the whispering made your ears burn. Diluc looked at you and you looked back, “Shall we?”

“Mhm.”

You followed after him, his broad shoulders a sight you never got tired of seeing and when the two of you held each other in movement to the music, you knew there would be no secret to your relationship now. Diluc made that clear from his words to his actions, and as the music began to fade and the sun dipped below the cliffs, he bravely showed his feelings for you as his lips touched your cheek.

Childe

He’d be all about showing you off to others - he wants to make it clear that you and he are an item no matter where you were

You went with him back to his home-town. It was a long trip, but so worth it to be with him, to see where he grew up. It took a while to get used to the chilly weather, and in fact you had to layer up extra carefully in order to bear the cold

His family had prepared for him a welcome party and had practically invited everyone they could to celebrate his return. Even if they knew it was only temporary, as his membership with the Fatui often kept him on the move, still, it was nice to feel so loved and welcomed with such a joyous event.

They also knew he would be bringing someone special back with him. It was a demand which plastered every letter he received from his siblings. He knew if he didn’t bring you along there would be a reception colder than the snow that never melted.

Of course, the two of you arrived hours before the start of the celebration. This gave his siblings and other family plenty of time to introduce themselves to you. They asked you question after question and when it was finally time to get ready for the party, you noticed how rough your voice had become. You definitely knew that Childe was a member of this family, he too knew how to wear out your voice.

Childe changed clothes quickly, it had been so long since he wore those clothes from this region. As he looked in the mirror, the way the outfit rested snuggly against him, it made him even more nostalgic than he already was. He was waiting out in the large living room, his mind playing out memories of his childhood in this house when a sound caught his attention.

His younger siblings giggled and shouted in excitement and as he turned to see what was all the fuss he felt the air in his lungs leave him. You were dressed in a traditional style outfit, your hair styled to fit your attire, hands fussing with the clothes you weren’t used to wearing. When you looked up at him and smiled shyly he felt an incredible urge to lock you behind closed doors and not let anyone lay their eyes on you.

You walked toward him, ignoring the loudness of his siblings, “They said this would be okay … Do I … look alright?”

“You look incredible.”

“Thank you.” You drop your head, looking at your hands and he desperately wants to pull your face back to him, but is interrupted before he gets the chance.

“Let’s go already, big brother!” Teucer shouts, already standing at the door.

“Shall we?” Childe extends his elbow to you and you take it.

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He had been watching you dance with the members of his family for a while, and while it moved his heart to see you laughing and doing your best to learn the moves, he wanted to hold you in his arms himself. He wanted you, to have you experience his traditions first hand through him. So, when he couldn’t handle it any longer, he finally asked you to dance.

“You all have been keeping them so busy … I’m going to steal them back now.” He exclaimed, barging into the game you had been playing with his younger siblings.

“That’s not fair! You’ve been able to keep them to yourself for so long. We want to play more.”

“You can after I’ve had my fun, let’s go.” He pulled you away and their cries sounded as you drifted further from them.

“I was winning!” You exclaimed, laughing as he pulled you behind him.

“It’s my turn to have your attention.” He turned and pulled you close to him. You could feel his energy through his fingertips, it was familiar, like the time he saw you talking to that stranger in one of the bars of Liyue.

“Childe, you can’t seriously be jealous of your family.”

“You don’t know me at all, do you.” He spun you around and when you realized you were out on the dance floor you knew you were in trouble.

“I’m not very good at this yet.” You try to explain to him but it falls on deaf ears.

“I’ll teach you, just follow my lead.” He nodded to the musicians and they began to warm up, their music drowning out the chatter. Quickly, he leaned down and kissed your forehead before offering some last minute encouragement, “Let me show them all how spectacular you are.”

He loved every second of this. The way your feet stumbled over his as he moved with you across the dance floor, the way your face flashed through different expressions: joy, concern, embarrassment, confidence. He couldn’t get enough of you, there was never enough of you. How was he ever going to be satiated with you around, especially when you were embracing his home, his family with such unbound acceptance.

He wanted to swallow you up, he wanted to lock you to him for the rest of time, and the more you let him take, the stronger his desire became.

As the music drifted into its final crescendo he lifted you in his arms and spun you around. There were countless couples surrounding you, all shouting and cheering on the excitement that rippled from the center of the dance floor. When he stopped and you slid a bit down his chest, your shoulders at the height of his chin, hands gripping tightly on his shoulders and face dipping down to him with a smile that told him everything he ever needed to know about you, he let the words fall from his mouth, finally being as honest as he ever had been.

“I love you.”

Albedo

Albedo wasn’t too fond of parties and get-togethers, it was a lot of energy to expend on the discussions or interactions which he’d much prefer to stay clear of, at least if he can get away with it. Still, he had promised to make an appearance, and when he saw you he was much more inclined to stay

He loved to watch you have a great time, you were so independent, doing things whenever you felt like it and experiencing life as it happened. Unless it was explicitly told to others, most wouldn’t have any idea that the two of you were seeing each other. Most of the time that wasn’t a problem, as your busy schedules kept you distracted, but as he watched you mingle with the citizens and partake in the festivities, and how you drew the attention of interested eyes, he was starting to get jealous

These sorts of festivals drew in travelers from all over Teyvat. Most of them only blew in with the wind while others stayed longer after the final banner was removed. It was something that almost everyone in Mondstadt took part in, even those who often didn’t get out much -- and he was one of them.

Albedo made his way through the streets greeting citizens as he passed by, a quick nod or hello here and there. It was Sucrose who had encouraged him to take a break, reminding him that he was likely to see you down in the festivities. So, he put away his work for the day and headed out of the research labs toward the cheering below.

When he saw it was like the sun shined on his face for the first time in days. He felt so warm and was eager to reach you. As he got closer, he couldn’t help but notice the many faces that were turned to you. It was strange but he tried not to let that oddity hender him in any way. That’s when he started to hear the conversation you were having with someone, the closeness of them to you, and the way they didn’t seem to leave you alone.

It wasn’t like him, either, to let his emotions get the better of him, but having to listen and watch others take notice of you, something inside of him grew and he wanted to make sure they knew their hands would never reach yours.

“Hey.” A man walked up to you and injected himself in the conversation you were having. You stopped what you were doing and glanced at him, curious. “Would you be interested in dancing with me?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m not much of a dancer.” You smiled at him and tried to let him down easy. In fact you’d love to dance, but only if it was with a particular person, and he didn’t seem to be around at the moment.

“It’s okay if you aren’t, I’m happy to teach you some moves.” He took a step closer and his first impression of friendliness was slipping into pushiness.

You started to tap your fingers against your leg, the motion becoming more intense the closer he got. “Really, I’m not a good dancer, you’ll find more luck with someone else.”

“Come on, it’ll be fun.” He reached for your hand but was blocked by another. When you looked at the owner and saw it was Albedo, your stomach flipped.

“Albedo?” You turned to him, a smile on your face and relief in your voice.

“Excuse me, but I believe they said they weren’t interested?”

“... ha, what are you their boyfriend?” They laughed and continued talking, “Listen, why don’t you let …”

“Yes, I am.” Albedo interjected, cutting the person off.

“What?”

“We are together.” They looked confused, their eyes moving back between yours and Albedo’s. Albedo looked down at you and noticed the expression on your face, “Is that not the right way to describe our relationship?”

“No! I mean, yes, that’s right.” You looked at the person and gestured to Albedo, “This is my boyfriend, I’m his … we’re together, yes.” You nodded your head way too many times, but the point seemed to get across to them anyway. They left in a huff and you watched them leave before standing and turning to Albedo.

It was the first time the two of you had ever really said those words out loud - of course you knew in your minds that you were a couple … but to say the term which let the outside world know of your relationship, well it was so exciting

You felt your face get hot as you remembered how factually he had spoken, how quickly he answered their question. You couldn’t help but pat your face and pinch your cheeks

After that, the two of you wandered through the festival, eating delicious food, participating in the activities, laughing and having interesting discussions, as you always did

When night started to drift over the event and only a few people remind in the city center, you found yourself back in the place where your time together started, music drifting through the air

You had such an incredible day. There were times the two of you were so busy that you would go days without seeing one another, so to spend an entire afternoon together was like a gift.

“Today was incredible.” You express, the excitement and joy from the day making you click your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

“I can tell you had a good day.” Albedo replies, smiling at you.

“Oh, really?”

“Yeah, you click your tongue like that when you’re happy … sometimes when you’re focused.”

“Ah, really! I’ve never noticed.”

“I think it’s cute.” He stepped closer and grabbed your hand, his grip soft and gentle. “So I know you don’t like to … I was wondering … would you like to dance with me?”

“Yes!” You answered much quicker than he expected, your voice startling him a little. You covered your mouth and laughed, your eyes squinting.

“Let’s go.” You took his hand and walked until the space felt right. Albedo let go of you before turning to look at you. With an elegant bow he requested your hand once again, you returned the gesture, not wanting to be rude and also trying your best to not scream with excitement. The music swelled and your bodies moved closer, his hands wrapping around your back while yours draped over his shoulders. You rested your head against his chest and let the wonderful day drift into a wonderful night, you and Albedo sharing in a moment with one another. No worries, no interruptions, just one another swaying to the sweet mixture of music and distant conversations.

“I’m glad you could make it today.”

“Me too.”

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ibrithir-was-here · 3 years ago

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I am not anon but I AM interested (sorry if you've already told ppl this): how WERE the babies crafted and at what point in all of this does Annatar admit to Tyelpe who he is?

Hello! Thank you for your patience, sorry for some reason my brain just couldn't get into gear for a while to answer Asks but here we are at last.

The basic idea ive always had is that Tyelpe made the Ring Babies by accident, via a sort of Powerpuff girls scenario xD He's just there doing awesome magic science and then poof--he's a father.

Beyond that what I've been able to figure out is that it was ultimately possible due to his being linked to Annatar/Mairon. Having joined his fea with that of a maia he was able to accidentally pull on latent power and unintentionally pull the Ring Babies into forming physically.

My thought has been that while he was forming them he was thinking of their potential bearers, who he meant to gift them too once he was done, and these thoughts mixing with the Magic helped shape something of the base of the Ring Babies personalities and appearances. Hence Nenya looks and acts something like Galadriel, Vilya looks and acts something like Gil Galad, and Narya looks and acts something like Annatar (my own personal headcanon for who Narya was intented for). But these are only baselines, the Babies grow and change as they learn and their own distinct personalities come thru as they do, they're not just younger copies of their bearers.

I think what made them manifest ad children was both Tyelpe's thoughts about wanting a family of his own, and his desire to have his rings help heal and bring back something of the joy and hopefulness of youth unspoiled by war and tragedy to the people he meant to give the rings too. He wanted them (the rings) to be able to give a new life and energy and optimism to the wearers, as part of his vision of helping to heal Arda and its people from the ravages of the Wars.

And all that mixed together with unrealized Maiar creation magics and--instant fatherhood. (Well, sort of instant. The babies took about a year to fully physically form around their ring cores, giving a confused/frantic/excited Tyelpe time to get a nursery and everything ready for them as he watched them solidify xD )

As for when Annatar confesses to him, well it depends on what sort of storyline I want to play with. In the All is Well and Happy timeline (which would probably be the main one I deal with) Mairon properly reformed and confessed long before they started making the rings, so he has no diabolical plans in mind, they can just be surprised and happy fathers together.

In a more complicated timeline he hasn't yet confessed at this point though he is pretty much getting pulling by his feelings to reform, and the babies accidental creation both heightens and complicats this, as he wants to confess all and properly change to be with Tyelpe and their children but he's worried he's left it off too long by now.

Bad timeline (though still with a possibility for a happy ending if Mairon can get thru his on hubris to get his act together ) is he hasn't confessed at all and doesn't find out the the Rings he sensed in Mordor as he put on The One are children until he's marched on Eregion and finds Celebrimbor trying to flee with three small children. (If he manages to get himself thru a Redemption arc in this Tyelpe finds a way to reverse engineer the Ring Baby process, uses it on The One Ring so Mairon isn't destroyed and it becomes their youngest baby Malya)

Worst/most canon adjacent/(star wars-y) timeline, Tyelpe sends the Babies off to their different bearers for safety, is captured and ultimately dies without revealing their location or that they've become people. They grow up in the care of their bearers, play their parts in the downfall of Sauron (either as people or shifting into rings and back) and ultimately reunite with Celebrimbor in Valinor.

(Worsest Timline Sauron captures them and Tyelpe and tries to corrupt the babies to his purposes. @trashipsinc has written an excellent one shot about this 👌)

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single-malt-scotch · 2 years ago

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w the last of the episodes for the crossover rolling in i just wanted to write a mega long blog about my thoughts from the past two months of it!

well the last two months has certainly been a Lot more than i expected, after thinking i wasnt going to follow the crossover too hard. but i guess it was hard to avoid if i wanted to watch any new content from the people i typically watch so.... yeah, i mean i dont regret that nor did i dislike doing that-- the Empires server was certainly not my type of thing but i managed to find people i enjoyed watching, and has people got more comfortable i was more eager to see them play together anyways.

it seemed like the last two months were a bit chaotic in many ways though- its a shame some folk didnt get videos out due to being sick, but there was so much happening anyways i think i would have felt even more overwhelmed if there was much more happening already.

but anyways... on the specific sides of the crossover and what my take away has been...

I have come away from Empires with a few new subscriptions- primarily i expect to check in w people like fwhip and pixlriffs, i enjoyed their styles and the way they leaned a little less on in character banter and their live streams were things i popped into during all this. there are people i dont think ill watch consistently but i enjoyed their personalities a lot- mythicalsausage being one for sure, and there were definitely others i found very funny alongside other players too. overall it was great exposure, even if i dont expect myself to watch loads of new people now, i do look forward to potential collaborations.

For the first half of the crossover i really loved the concept of the hermit tower, and a giant collab between everyone was really great to see- my only gripe is that i wish we actually got to see some of the planning and discussion around the conclusion they came out. i think early on i mentioned collabs, and how in old smp i loved the live building/planning together. while i get a lot of that is cut for videos, i think wished we'd seen a bit of it in streams or something- most streams i watched (and i did catch a lot) had people on their lonesome when adding to the tower. despite that- its not to say it was a bad idea, it was fun see everyone make that monstrosity. Everyone meshed pretty well with the RPing side of the empires in a way that wasnt unnatural, and i liked seeing some folk get more into it as well. i know i tend to say i dont like "RP" in mcyt, but it just has to do w the audience intended, or their style. Empires has a variety of tone.... some ppl are very aimed at children, some not as much. so it just depends on who I want to deal with lol.

the timing of going back to HC was well timed because i was definitely at the point of wanting to see normal HC again. and while it felt shorter (even though it wasnt, exactly- maybe by a week) i have probably enjoyed it far more just because its the casual meta kind of smp i am used to. i liked that pretty much every empires person was able to drop the hard RP stuff during this period too- mostly lol. i mean in the sense that, even those who did were still very casual overall.

i think the second phase still suffered a bit from... lack of actual content regarding the village being built (which yes again, i know of the stuff that was on stream. but that still wasnt all of it), but coming to to xmas i can see many ppl are not able to squeeze in videos right now either. i feel the timing was good and bad-- fun holiday stuff to do in game, but also lots of IRL stuff, and also sick season...

regardless its been a wild two months to follow- it was exciting getting exposed to so much stuff i wouldnt normally look into. and i could just tell how much fun everyone was having, which made it all the more enjoyable.

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kendrixtermina · 2 years ago

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Welcome to Today’s episode of ‚I read & extract useful stuff from enneagram literature so you don‘t have to’.

So when I heard that the ppl at Empathy Architects had done a linguistic analysis study on the types TBH it was largely a nothingburger, I was hoping for a lot more detail on word choice etc, it was like a whole lot of rexplaining the basic & not enough results, could have spent those 10 bux on beer or sushi, but alas, I could not resist. Another confirmation that I would definitely be that idiot who touches the big red button or unearths the cursed artifact.

But like Victor frankenstein, it seems that I have unwiitingly opted to be the cat that gets killed by curiosity so the second mouse can get the cheese. Meaning, I might as well tell you guys what was in it.

There was some worthwhile/ useful/non obvious stuff:

General Tedencies

2 and 3 described themselves as dressing trendy on purpose, whereas 7 and the withdrawn types avoid being too trendy/preppy

With some types tho there was two variants - 6 are either normies or punks; 5s are either nondescript or full on kooky. These are adjacent so I wonder how it’s to do with the overlap.

assertive triad was the quickest in finishing the questionaire

but as far as text volume went, the impulse triad wrote the least

All the heart types (yes, 3 and 4 too) listed among their dislikes ppl who are selfish unking & mistreat others.

complained mostly that they didn’t get on strangers’ cases as much as the literature suggests & that they did not per se expect others to follow the same standards they put on themselves

felt their sensitive, introspective side was underappreciated, especially their sadness about how no one seems to see how hard they’re trying

prefer more passive sorts of relaxation where they can „zone out“ rather than active fun activities (this absolutely tracks with my ex’ preferences.)

Most frequently names among the things they most needed were: Time, Rest, Order, kindness and autonomy

found it the hardest to reflect on their motivations

felt thir inner sadness & suffering was underrepresented in the literature, especially sadness, pain and longing about not being seen or acknowledged or not having their love returned in the same degree

also tougher than commonly reported

most likely to bring up what other ppl said about them

usually know when they’re angry but feel they can’t show it so you only see it outwardly when their patience is overstrained

Said they most needed people, love, care attention & positivity

most likely to be described as dominant/ „alpha“

a lot more anxious than commonly assumed, mostly about being one-upped on the job or falling behind on their goals

many were fairly self-aware, effective & honest about their image management and need for admiration, seeing it as something that had actually helped them in their life – though many also named „care what people think“ as a weakness.

said they most needed to win, to suceed, to look good, other people, and positive attention

used the most adjectives, gave descriptive, eloquent responses

often somewhat intellectual & proud of it

saw their strongly expressed dislikes as a positive & that even hate can sometimes be a good & necessary thing.

some mused that they wouldn’t be quite as dramatic as the literature suggests if they didn’t dramatize it/ruminate on it

commonly listed fears, beyond the expected, were that their life has no meaning, being forgotten, consumed with grief, not reaching their potential, and feeling lost

Listed as things they needed love, creativity, freedom and time to develop their potential, hope & more confidence (lest the wrong conclusions get drawn from this, I should also note that they listed hating it when ppl are insistent‚cheering them up‘, though)

most likely to be described as weird

most likely to participate using a pseudonym

describe self as more exciteable than commonly reported, but also as feel palpably anxious/upset sometimes more than is described in literature/noted by others

usually report anxiety when contemplating nonexistence (wait, others don’t?) and a sort of complex attraction/repulsion relationship with the concept of nothingness

some, though not all (perhaps mostly the ones who suceeded at their pursuits) related to feeling and enjoyed using their intellectual power much as 8s may delight in using their physical force (might be a general rejection triad thing)

listed as most needed things were safety, privacy, space, time and last but not least, books and the internet

most likely to answer „It depends“ or answer with a follow up question

often listed fears of abandonment, being alone or „dying alone“

were annoyed that common 6 descriptions make them sound like wimps, actually the most likely to be sporty, but also frequently described self as complicated or sensitive

wrote the most and took the longest to complete the questionaire, also being the most likely to take it more than once – uniquely, some of them tried to subtly tweak their answers to see how that would affect the result. (that’s kinda cool)

listed as most needed things were consistency, clear expectations, courage, patience, love & support

gave the most playful/mischievious answers but were still self-reflective

reported a conflict between wanting to see themselves as ‚cool‘/ idealized while also preferring egalitarian relationships

reported being aware of much more anxiety than they let on & feeling this was underrepresented in the literature (this has been my own observation as well that they usually know when they’re putting on a brave face)

likewise, they generally know they’re good at persuading, negotiating, convincing & trickery & generally sounding like they know what they’re talking about

many were in fact overtly intellectual & interested in complex ideas

besides the well known "colorful" fashion sense, other common styles reported were "flamboyant", "cutting edge" and "avantgarde"

most listed needs were freedom, fun, excitement, other people and (what is perhaps less obvious) to have a plan

Used the most cursewords

most likely to give answers that were nonsense, glib, sarcastic etc… basically troll answers.

displayed a sharp awareness of human behavior & great interest in systems that would let them extract yet more (generally to know ppl’s weaknesses/ avoid being blindsided by them… there’s a reason Gurdjeff was an 8. The whole thing with the fixations started as him basically sorting ppl by what annoys them most.)

largedly wanted it known that they’re not always aggro – in part because it’s often strategically advantageous to remain cool while everyone else flips out, and cause they can be quite friendly & jovial if things are going their way

actually often feel misunderstood & want to be seen as original, creative and unique (that may just be a general reactive triad thing at this point)

as things they needed, they listed power, control, autonomy, strenght… and here’s the underappreciated one: consideration

most likely to answer „I don’t know“

9 could be either quick or slow in filling out survey

take the longest to answer questions about themselves but could be very resolute once given a little time to reflect

wanted it known that they’re often a whole lot less calm that they look & sometimes feel responsible for managing the conflict potential in both their surroundings & themselves

but also that, while they might seem passive, they can be as tough & resolute as the other 2 gut types when needed. 9S are basically the reason for that whole „Beware the nice ones“ trope.

said they most needed autonomy, love, comfort patience & acceptance

own reactions/commentary under the cut, ignore if not desired

As every single thing in the 5 list somehow applies to me, I will now sulk about being predictable. [sad w4 noises]

I don’t think I’ve never not answered „the internet“ when asked about things I couldn’t live without.

The excitability thing is particularly interesting – I though that was just me, or, I’d chalked that up to being a Ne user and a contact subtype at that, but apparently its more universal. There was once this exchange where I was told something like „It’s a relief that you can actually get excited about things“ like he’d never seen me do it before despite living in close proximity for years – which was really jarring for me, because, aren’t I gushy & excited alot of the time? Like, I’m far from being a happy or positive person and I don’t want to be, but excitement isn’t that rare. Probably my go-to non-negative state. Sometimes id even worry about being too much like that, as i wouldnt wanna be easily impressed simplistic or basic

I would even name appreciating & being interested in stuff that other people don’t as one of my biggest strenghts.

Do I somehow not look excited? Well, its not like you guys would know… but if yes, what a curse.

I mean, my sisters know very well what excites me. But now I wonder, was that the case before I moved out & started communicating largely over text where there would be a liberal use of Star Eyes Emojis & that one gif of sailor moon with big twinkly eyes.

At this point you might be wondering how to spot excitement in your type 5 relatives/SOs/friends“ – Not enough information to generalize, but in my case at least, basically any time I’m talking a whole lot and it isn’t a rant/criticism/vent.

#enneagram

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arty-shadow-morningstar · 4 years ago

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Treasure Hunter AU

I binged watch the Mummy trilogy while i had no wifi/internet for a while and I had an idea for a treasure hunter Mari with Daminette.

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Damian was bored.(age: 22-28 years old.)

At a gala party.

Meets Marinette who was equally bored.(abt the same age as D)

He finds out she was the finder of this famous artifact on display.

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Damian tugged at his collar, scanning the crowd. His father needed a plus one to show up with and everyone else were busy.

He grabbed a champagne flute and made his way to the edge of the room.

He found a woman in a black evening gown, looking as bored as he felt. short dark hair. Blue eyes.( I suck at describing people after the third time doing it. It feels overrated)

"Hello, stranger. You bored with mingling in with the assholes on their high horses?"

"Should I be offended?"

"We will see. Depends on you."

"How about you? A beautiful lady like you not kissing up their asses to climb the social ladder. That is strange."

She made a face. "Trust me. I don't want to be here but my friend wanted family time so I came in his place. What about you? Why are you here?"

"I am pretty sure my father wanted someone to get him out if the vultures came too close."

"Vultures, adept descriptions. I am glad no one realized who I am yet or i would be in their claws."

"Who are you representing, anyways?"

"Myself but Adrien or Kagami usually comes in my place but tonight, they have their son's play to go to."

"Adrien and Kagami. Aren't they the Agreste-Tsrungi?"

"Yep."

"You are the Marinette Dupain-Cheng. Globe trotting Treasure hunter and also world-class designer, MDC."

"Now you know. What's your name, handsome stranger?"

"You don't know?"

"Hey. Like you said globetrotting treasure hunter. I am not up-to-date on the news front. And when I am in Paris to do designer stuff, i am too busy to look at the news."

He gave her his hand, "Damian Wayne. Son of Bruce Wayne who is a billionaire and owns Wayne Enterprise."

She shook it.

"Pleased to meet you."

She stills design but like sent her designs to Adrien at least once every month, who had rebranded Gabriel to Miraculous Designs.

Some ppl thinks he did it to spite his father, who is in jail. Adrien and Mari has a partnership thing.

Mari also makes clothes but for a few months. And the rest of the time is spent travelling.

Exclusive designs from MDC are rare but the designs hand made by her are rarer so they are like a really big deal. They have the most amazing details. Really expensive and limited edition.

The rest of the time Mari spends finding Miraculouses (Miraculi ?) lost in the world so if she happens to find a few priceless artifacts that aren't the Miraculous. She donates it.

Alix helps and sometimes go find them with her.

She has Tikki and Plagg and maybe Wyazz all the time to look for curses and counter it.

She has also met John Constantine. They have an arrangement of sorts. A few magical artifacts that doesn't have to Miraculous business are given to him in exchange for any miraculous stuff he has or found.

Adrien funds her trips.

He is married to Kagami.

Kagami goes with Mari and Alix for a few months sometimes. Adrien likes being a stay at home dad.

Their kid is named Marin/Martin because it was Mari who got them together.

The few trips Mari dragged him on was enough to make him stay behind and run the business.

(Back to the story) Damian fangirled a little because Mari had been doing stuff like this since she was 18.

It was an amazing reputation she has.

She invites him to her next trip after questioning his skill sets.

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"Are you good with heights, dark scary places and adventuring into the unknown?"

"Yes"

"You any good with guns, swords, knives, booby traps and keeping calm under pressure?"

"Yes. I have many experiences with them."

"Can you keep a secret?"

"Yes. Why are you asking me this?"

"Wanna join me on my next trip to the jungle of China? There are myths about some hidden temple."

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Damian was a little conflicted.

He hadn't have the chance to explore the world much. He had been somewhere else for a mission (for the League of Shadows or JL business) but never for pleasure.

Being a vigilante by night and working at Wayne Enterprise by day gets a little boring after some years.

His brothers had a chance to travel the world on their own for a while. Sure, for reasons other than sight-seeing and looking for something to break out of the rut he was in. But still.

This was an exciting opportunity but a tad suspicious.

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"Why me?"

She looked surprised at that.

"Oh. Well, my friends enjoy coming with me on my adventures, treasure hunting and all that every now and then except Adrien but they have other things in their life to come with me all the time. I can mostly survive on my own most of the time but it gets lonely travelling on my own and it's nice if someone is there to watch my back. I understand if you don't want to come. It's just that I enjoy your company and you aren't like those assholes on their high horses. My gut feeling says I can trust you. You are not after the treasure or see it as one big game. You are looking for an escape. You would definitely catch me if I fall. As you know from my choice of friends, i have a bad habit of pulling rich kids from their stuffy lifestyle and take them on potentially life-threatening adventures." She joked. Then she lowered her voice, "Besides, it might be handy having a former assassin around."

She said in Arabic.

His hand went to his hidden knife and found it not there.

"Looking for this?" She said, holding it.

"How much do you know?" He hissed back in the same language.

"Relax," she gave back the knife, "my mother was one and I have accidentally came across a few in my adventures. I know one when i see one. I took a stab in the dark with your middle-eastern background. Speaking of, you know Talia Al Ghul by any chance."

He narrowed his eyes.

"She's my mother. Why?"

"You look like her. Met her a few times. Nice lady but scary. Mine's Sabine Cheng, goes by the Blue Reaper." She said it so casually like their parents weren't dangerous deadly assassins and had normal jobs.

"You aren't normal, are you?"

"What gave it away?"

"That you willingly gave away blackmail material to me."

"Normal people don't have assassins for mothers. And you and me aren't exactly meeting the minimum standards for normal. Besides, I just told you a family secret that you would have found out anyways with a through background search and a little digging. So far all I know about you is that your parents are Talia Al Ghul and Bruce Wayne-I wonder how an assassin got together with a billionaire-, you are a former League of Shadows assassin, you are great with weapons, keeping secrets and so far meeting the criteria for an adventure buddy. That's all I swear. And that you have some pets. A cat, maybe."

"How you know about my cat?!"

"Cat hair on your clothes." She was good. "If it will ease your mind about me, you can ask me 5 questions that I will truthfully answer. "

"So why are you doing this?"

"That's question 1. Well, I really want whatever this is between us to work. Partners, Friends, Companions, Comrades. Whatever you want to call it. Like I said, I get lonely sometimes and need some human interaction to at least keep myself sane. You looked like you want to be somewhere else and I thought this is perfect. I am not going to tell anyone about you or push you to join me. I swear on my mother's sword."

"Are we killing anybody?"

"Mostly I try to avoid that as much as possible. Sometimes I get into situations with no other alternative. " She looked away guiltily.

"Fair enough."

"Not judging me for that. That's a first for me."

"I am a former assassin and have killed before. I have no right to condemn you for your past."

"How much are you willing to tell me about this hidden temple?"

"That has to do with a secret. I would tell you more when there are less ears around. But this temple was said to hold a magic jewel that grants some powers and it is located really deep in the jungle. Getting there might take months."

"You forgot to mention that last one."

"Oh yeah. You think you can get away for some months. This kind of stuff usually takes a while. Like I said before, no pressure. Anyway, 2 questions left."

"What's my salary?"

"Aren't you a billionaire?"

"My father is. I have a trust fund and I get a salary for doing my job at the company. You are lucky that I just finished with most of my assigned projects so I might be able to come."

"I am so sorry about just assuming things about you. You can say no to the offer. The temple is said to hold some other treasures but I mainly want the jewel. We could auction off a few bits and pieces. I usually just donate them to museums and universities or sell them to those who really appreciate the history. I would also pay for the entire expenses for the trip."

"Can I think about this?"

"Sure. Here's my number. I leave on the 1st of next month. Gimme an answer a week before that so I can make the proper arrangements. It has been fun talking to you, Damian."

She walked away, going towards the buffet table.

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Back in the car on the way home to the manor.

Bruce asked, "Who were you talking to for that long?"

"Who?"

"The one that gave you her number."

"Oh. MDC. She invited me to join her in China next month to find some hidden temple."

"She did?"

"Yes. Not only that she found out about mother and know what I did before I came here. She doesn't know about Batman, Robin or Crow. And she said she wasn't going to blackmail me but just wanted a companion to go with her. Ideally, it would be best to silence her before she digs any further into me but I trust her. I sincerely believe that she meant it when she said that she's not going to tell on me. And I am really tempted to take up on it."

"What do you want to do?"

"On one hand, i would be gone for months so there won't be Crow in Gotham for a while and I have a few projects I need to finish up. On the other hand. Father, I have been a vigilante for over 10 years now and I haven't really done much out besides that, school and now work. I have appreciated all you have done for me over the years. But I want to go with her. Do something that is not connected to Batman or Wayne or Al Ghul. Just a little something different for myself."

"You can go if you want. I am not going to stop you. I will make arrangements so the projects would be done by someone else. The others can cover your patrols. You are still young so it is understandable to want some fun every now and then."

"Thank you, Father."

Bruce put his hand on his shoulder.

"I am proud of you as Crow and as Damian Wayne. But if you want to go find some hidden temple in China just for a break from this life, to be just Damian, go for it. There are worse things you could do. Just tell me if you are going to go on any future trips like that." (I don't know DC much, sorry if that is a little OOC but I like good dad! Bruce.)

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Damian dialed the number on the card.

"Hello"

"I accept your offer, miss MDC."

"Damian? Right, text me your email address. I will sent you things you would need to pack and flight details. And can you come by to the Gotham Rose Hotel tomorrow? I will give more details on the temple."

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Damian comes by the hotel.

Marinette tells him of the kwamis and miraculous and makes him swear to not tell anyone unless they already know.

The hidden temple actually might have a miraculous.

Damian gets a little interested in the akuma situation she mentioned.

Mari doesn't say anything about it much.

When he got back, he goes to the Bat-computer and did some digging.

Ladybug looks a little familiar. Pulls up younger picture of Mari and look at that, she used to be a superhero.

Wonder Woman was kept informed of things and made sure no one goes to Paris without her knowing.

Zatanna helped capture the villain Hawkmoth and end his 2 year reign.

Fast forward, they are in Beijing now, sleeping off jetlag.

The next morning, They get out of the city somehow to the city limits and somewhere remote.

Mari uses Kalki and transports them to the jungle.

They set up camp. Cue Campfire stories.

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"I thought getting here would take months."

"No actually, finding the temple would. According to my research and the map I copied through less than legal means, it is somewhere in this general area. There used to a city around here too and the king or emperor pissed off some powerful priest or wizard, take your pick. There was a curse. The city crumbled down and the temple is the only thing standing because the king went there and prayed to the gods for protection. The one who answered his prayers and protected the temple in doing so the king was pressed into service of the god. The king did everything the god said for a while but later, he started to hate it and began disobeying the orders. The god cursed him for his disobedience. The temple he was protected in became his tomb and he was tasked to protect the chest inside the temple for the rest of eternity. Anyone who opens the chest would gain the ultimate power to rule the earth. Thankfully, we are not after the chest. Some powerful crack-head with a misused miraculous tried to find it and open the chest for more power. But he never returned. My theory is that the miraculous is still in the temple. As long as we don't wake up the king or go for the chest, we would be okay."

"What are the guns for? And How did you get them past security?"

"In case of emergencies, an army of undead was mentioned and guns are surprisingly good repellent. Well, most of the time. It's useless if there is a no weapons can kill 'it' rule. Then, it's just a stress reliever. I kept them in a pocket dimension. Makes it easier to get around."

Damian vowed to never let Marinette meet Jason. Judging by the pile of guns and occasional knives and other weapons she took out of the brown satchel which apparently holds a pocket dimension, Jason would adopt her. He wondered if that was all that was inside in.

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They packed up and started searching the jungle for hidden temple.

It was a month and a half before they found it.

They bonded a lot during that time.

They had a moment after drinking a little alcohol which Mari has in the pocket dimension. Or Drank a lot of alcohol and had sex.

It was awkward and they both agree to not talk about it again.

Soon after, they found the temple. But it is still a little far away.

But the temple is not the only thing they found. They also found a campsite with many people milling around. Some of them carried guns.

Somewhat rich bastard who overheard their conversation at the gala. Heard treasure and found out where Mari's next expedition is.

Had the help of some scholar who wants to be famous for the greatest find since King Tut.

They found the temple even though they had no magical help, they left 2 weeks before Mari did, so yeah.

Rich Bastard's name is 'Philip Anderson'(This sounds familiar to me for some reason and I can't find out why.) and Scholar is 'Harry Scott'

They have armed bodyguards and some 'hired' help to get the treasure.

Anderson is still rich but his company had been getting losses the past 2 years and this is a quick, easy get rich scheme.

Mari and Damian: "Rich asshole on his high horse."

Anderson doesn't know about the chest but Mari and Damian thinks he does and it was what he was after.

They set up camp a little further ahead of Anderson's

Unfortunately, they were found by Harry. Somehow.

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I am going to continue this when I am more awake.

#damian x marinette #daminette #maribat #mlb x dc #treasurehunter! Mari #explorer!Mari #there isn't much of this

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