#and then i had the weirdest headache for 3 days that was not like my usual migrainale

[halinski]

Me, a legal adult: *bumps into smth /hard/*

my mother: AHHH!! *wincing in extreme exaggeration like shes the one who got hurt*

My father: what are you doing?? Pay attention for heavens sake!! Dont you have eyes? Jeez

me:

[silveryclear]

STNAF Coraline AU ch.2

MDNI ALL CONTENT REGARDING STNAF IS 18+ AND SO IS THIS BLOG

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Chapter 2

The next day you wake up, regretting the events of the night before. You groan as slowly get up from the bed you have no idea when you got into it in the first place. Sunshine lights up the bedroom and you squint your eyes, holding onto your bearings as you try to will away your piercing headache.

Once you manage to get a hold of yourself, you notice you’re in the same bedroom where you had found the plushie. It sits comfortably in the bed and you recall the weird events of the night before. You pick up the plushie and chuckle.

“What a weird dream…” You murmur to yourself and to the plushie. Weird, but somehow, you found it comforting.

Your lips curl into a fond smile as you make yourself presentable and make your way downstairs.

The smell of fresh pancakes makes your stomach churn, but you push through it as you make your way into the kitchen to find Friend making breakfast.

He chuckles knowingly once he sees you. “Looks like someone had a crazy night.”

“Oh, you have no idea…” You murmur, pushing away the plate of freshly made pancakes in favor of plain toast to soothe your sensitive stomach.

“I had the weirdest dream. Like, you were you, but blonde and with buttons for eyes.”

He laughs. “Blonde? Now I know you were really dreaming. As if I’d desecrate my hair with bleach.” He scoffs.

You hum. “I don’t know, you really pulled it off…” You murmur, munching on your toast.

Friend notices that you’re not touching the pancakes but says nothing. “I’m sure I did, but for both our sakes, please don’t drink an entire bottle of vodka…” he pauses dramatically. “without me~” he wiggles his eyebrows.

You laugh and then hiss when you feel a wave of nausea coming over you. “Yeah, I think I learnt my lesson.”

He looks at you as if he realized something and a flash of disappointment flashed on his face.

You furrow your eyebrows, but before you could ask him what that was about, Friend smiles sympathetically at you before asking, “Why did you do that anyway? Is there something bothering you? You know you can tell me anything, right? I’m your best friend.” He smiles softly at you.

You swallow and look down at his hands that had grasped yours gently. You try your best to convey the feelings you had wanted to communicate yesterday. “I… I just—“

Only to be so rudely interrupted for the second time by a phone call from Friend’s increasingly demanding job.

He smiles sheepishly at you and excuses himself to answer, leaving you waiting with bated breath.

As soon as the call ends he’s quickly wrapping everything up and giving you a kiss on the top of your head. “Sorry, they need me at the studio ASAP. But, I want to hear everything as soon as I come back, okay? And I want you to rest that hangover away, you hear me?”

You give him a reassuring smile. “Got it. See you tonight.” As soon as he leaves the house, you deflate. That same nasty feeling from yesterday came creeping in and you quickly pick yourself up and march straight to bed, hoping you could also sleep it away.

As you sit on the bed, your phone buzzes with a message from Carter.

Carter: How did it go?

You frown as you had wanted to text him with a definitive answer.

You: I couldn’t

You: I swear I was going to, but every time I try he gets called in for work. And it happened this morning too.

Your lips tremble and your fingers shake as you try to hold back your tears of frustration.

You: I don’t know what to do…

Carter takes some time to respond and you hope he has some words of encouragement or knows of a way to help you with this predicament.

Carter: Damn, I’m really sorry.

Carter: You should rest for now and make a plan when you’re in a better place mentally and emotionally.

Carter: We’ll think of something. I’ll be with you every step of the way. ❤️

You smile, feeling comforted by your friend’s kind words. You take a deep breath and write back.

You: You’re right. I’ll text you later and we can come up with a foolproof plan.

You: Thanks for everything, Carter~ ❤️

Carter: Love ya, don’t beat yourself up, you’re doing the best that you can.

You smile at the message and lay under the covers. You clutch the bunny plushie and bring it closer to you, snuggling with it as it gave you a soothing sense of companionship. You doze off quickly, unaware of the terrible danger that lurks within the walls of the manor. One that has it’s sights on you.

“Sweetheart~ wakey wakeyyyy~” You hear a familiar voice slowly lulling you into the land of the living.

You groan softly and sit up, your mind trying to make sense of the blurry figure that sits on the edge of the bed.

“Friend?” You ask through your haze, yawning and rubbing your eyes.

“Yes, it’s me~ “ He giggles softly. “How did you sleep? Are you feeling better today? I know last night was very rough for you, but I admit that I loved the time we spent together~”

You furrow your eyebrows as you process his words. With the haze gone, you look up to see those same eerie button eyes that appeared in your dreams last night. “Oh, it’s you.” You say as you stretch your arms. “Other Friend, right?”

He smiles tightly, but quickly softens it. “Your better Friend.” He chuckles before taking your hands in his and stroking them with his thumbs. “But Friend is enough. Just call me Friend, yeah? After all, that’s who I am.”

You nod absentmindedly, deep in thought. “Weird that I’m having a recurring dream… I never get those…” You murmur to yourself. “I must still be sleeping off my hangover.”

“Well I have just the cure for that!” Other Friend exclaims while he hands you a green concoction from the nightstand. “The ultimate hangover cure! Saved me from many wild nights in my youth~” He giggles.

You eye it suspiciously, the bright green coloring making you feel skeptical as well as the odd, button-eyed doppelgänger that hands it to you.

Other Friend senses your skepticism and his expression softens. “I swear, I’d never do anything to hurt you. You’re my best friend, the most important person in the world to me. You can trust me.”

His words make your cheeks flush slightly and your heart races unbelievably fast. His voice sounds exactly like your red-haired best friend. And even though you’ve heard him mention time and time again just how much you mean to him, you’ve never heard his voice sound so… passionate. Other Friend truly and irrevocably believes that you are the most important person in the world to him, and you can’t help but want to indulge in this feeling a little longer; a feeling that seems so far of reach from Friend, but is at the tip of your fingers with his doppelgänger.

You think that he is probably the personification of your repressed desires— that you dreamt him to escape your harsh reality, at least for a while. And you can’t deny just how tempted you are to indulge in it, to trust him.

And the snippets of the dream you had last night further proves that. You recall watching the movie and having such a great time with Other Friend, up until you fell asleep on his side, scissors slipping from your hand and clattering on the floor as you felt, somehow, safer than ever.

You take the drink from Other Friend and he smiles so brightly it almost blinds you. You weren’t sure what you expected from this concoction, but you were pleasantly surprised when you tasted a blend of sweet and soothing flavors that almost instantly energized you as you gulped it down.

Other Friend chuckles and rubs your back. “Slow down there, sweetheart! Wouldn’t want you to get a tummy ache now.”

You finish your drink and let out a satisfied sigh. You smile brightly at Other Friend. “That was amazing! I’m gonna need that recipe for… future occurrences.” You giggle.

He laughs along and stares at you in amusement. “If you think I’m going to let you drink that much alcohol again, you have another thing coming~” He gently boops your nose.

You laugh softly and look at him, his eyes no longer looking unsettling as you first thought. “Thank you, Friend.”

His face lights up like a Christmas tree when you call him by his name. “It’s my pleasure, sweetheart~” Friend then stands up and holds out his hand for you to take. “I have a surprise waiting for you downstairs. Care to venture into the unknown with me~?” He wiggles his eyebrows.

You snort at his goofiness and take his hand. “I shall~”

As soon as walk downstairs you are greeted with a stage and walkway right in the middle of the large living room, and to the side, rows upon rows of clothes, accessories and make up to try on.

Not only that, but there were cats with buttons for eyes sitting on chairs??

While you’re left flabbergasted by the scene before you, Friend walks beside you with a remote control in his hand. He only winks at you before pressing a button.

Suddenly, the lights dim and the stage lights turn on, lighting up the runway as if it’s a legit fashion show. Vogue music plays in the background and you can’t help but grin at your best friend with excitement.

“I can’t believe you actually did all this!” I say in awe. “How??”

He only chuckles and grabs your hand to lead you towards the clothing station. “I told you didn’t I? This is a world of wonder. Anything can happen!”

You laugh as you look at the variety of clothing and fabrics at your disposal, remembering the times when you’d model Friend’s clothing line for fun while he hyped you up. It was during the time when he was starting up, branching out of his family and starting from scratch. You’re grateful that your mind managed to dream up such a wonderful memory and that now you have the chance to recreate it after such a long time.

“You ready for the fashion show of a lifetime?” Friend smiles excitedly at you.

You turn to Friend and smirk. “Bring it on!”

Saying that you had fun would be an understatement.

As soon as you and Friend started to take this serious, the combinations and the looks that you did really looked like they could belong on the cover of a fashion magazine. Walking the runway with cats as your public only made this more enjoyable. And the fact that Friend was already a natural fashionista and you picked up many fashion tips from accompanying your best friend for so many years, made this runway one for the ages. At least in your heart.

By the end of the show, Friend drags you to the two front seats in front of the stage. You look at him, confused as to what is supposed to happen. “Uhh, Friend? What is—?”

“Shhh~” He winks at you. “It’s the grand finale~” Friend points to the stage.

Still confused, but trembling with excitement, you turn towards the stage and gasp.

There were cats, walking down the runway with little outfits. You couldn’t help the coos and awes that left your mouth as you stared at the cuteness galore right in front of you. At the end of the surprise show, Friend stands up and joins the cats on stage to bow as he presents his creations along with the cats.

Friend ends the show by saying: “This kitty clothing like is called, “Sweetheart!”, inspired by the most important person in the world to me. Thank you for being my muse~”

You stand up and clap your heart out as tears brim your eyes from Friend’s touching gesture. He gets off from the stage and before he could say anything, you tackle him with a hug, one that he returns instantly.

“Did you like your surprise?” He whispers softly into your ear.

His whisper leaves tingles down your spine, but you manage to smile brightly at him. “I loved it! Oh, Friend… this really was the best gift ever!”

Friend’s gaze becomes softer and you can sense it flitting to your lips. You flush at the realization that he still hasn’t let you go, and instead, pulls you in closer. “I’m glad… I’d do anything for you…” He murmurs, leaning his face closer. “Absolutely anything~”

An image of your red-haired best friend comes to your mind and you pull away suddenly from Other Friend, breaking the spell that you found yourself under. Other Friend recovers quickly and smiles cooly as if nothing had happened. “Everything alright, sweetheart?”

“Y-Yeah, everything’s fine!” You stutter, not sounding convincing. However, Other Friend doesn’t push it. “I think I just need to get some fresh air. All this excitement made me dizzy.” You chuckle.

Other Friend nods and gives you a sympathetic smile. “Of course, sweetheart. I should have known. You can rest on the porch for outside, just make sure you don’t wander too far, alright?”

You nod quickly and make your way out the door without another word. As soon as you close the door you lean on it and take a deep breath, closing your eyes to soothe your anxious heart.

You open your eyes and sigh, sitting on the porch stairs as you gazed at the afternoon sky. “I’m so pathetic…” You murmur to yourself as you think about the moment that you and Other Friend had.

Even if it was in a dream, even if it’s his doppelgänger… you couldn’t help but think that you were cheating on Friend. As if your feelings for him are so fickle that having someone who looks like him reciprocate your feelings is enough for you.

But it isn’t. You want the real Friend to hold you like that, to whisper how important you are while gazing into your eyes.

You want your best friend to slowly lean closer to you, giving you the choice whether to accept or reject his kiss.

But none of that was going to happen unless you finally confess your feelings.

With renewed confidence, you stand up and decided that no matter what obstacles may come, you will confess your feelings to Friend. Even if he rejects you, even if nothing stays the same afterwards, it is better than marinating in these feelings and not moving on.

You smile at yourself, finally feeling in a good place mentally and emotionally to come up with a plan. And Other Friend’s surprise just gave you an amazing idea.

Before you could return inside the manor, the quick movement of a dark shape in the corner of your eye made you stop in your tracks. You look behind you towards the main entrance of the manor, debating whether you should follow it. You suppose Other Friend wouldn’t mind if you left to explore a bit on your own. After all,

This is all just a dream.

Chapter 3

[visualtaehyun]

When you get this you have to answer with 5 of your fav songs and then tag your mutuals to do the same :) (no pressure <3)

Tagged by @chickenstrangers @twig-tea @thegalwhorants - thanks y'all ☺️ please never stop tagging me in music games, I love discovering and sharing music <3

I'm cheating here but a lot of my fav songs are OSTs so to not give myself a headache give the rest a fighting chance, I'm gonna choose 5 favs, excluding OSTs, and 5 only-OST favs!

ดาวหางฮัลเลย์ - fellow fellow

/daao haang Halley/

This song has not released me from its clutches since I first heard it during the musical portion of the ZeeNuNew concert last year. I love the lyrics and the vibes so so much. 🥹

ติดฝน - PiXXiE

/dtit fon/

I. LOVE. THESE. GIRLS! They're so talented! I legit struggled with which song of theirs to choose but I'm most obsessed with this one these days and, recently, I keep hearing people I follow sing it or play it as background music. Case in point: Keng Harit, Domundi gen 3, singing it on an IG live.

ฉันมันเป็นคนแบบนี้ - Boom Saharat

/chan man bpen khohn baaep nee/

The weirdest thing happened: I was listening to NuNew's cover of this song (listen- I'm aware I discover a lot of songs through him but he IS my favorite performer dsjshdhhs) and got real confused because I was able to sing along right away but cannot for the life of me recall how I knew this song already! I hadn't seen the MV, no one I follow seems to have covered it, and I didn't know the artist at all?? It remains a mystery to me but I've played it endlessly since then. New Thitipoom stars in the MV btw!

ต่อจากนี้เพลงรักทุกเพลงจะเป็นของเธอเท่านั้น - No One Else

/dtaaw jaak nee phleng rak thook phleng ja bpen khaawng ter thao nan/

I don't remember how I originally found it but it's one of those songs that routinely has me singing along. The title translates to 'From now on every love song will be yours'. I love the lyrics a lot!

Complicated - MATCHA

This is one of many songs and artists I discovered on that one afternoon-turned-evening-turned-night when I decided to start tracking down every song Amp Achariya has had a hand in (I then realized I was in over my head and that she'd worked on so. many. more. than I ever expected and that my spreadsheet skills weren't sufficient to catalog them lol). Needless to say, Matcha is incredibly talented and I've so far only scratched the surface of her discography.

Onto 5 of my fav OSTs!

ร้อยฤดูหนาว - Pond, Phuwin

/raawy reu duu naao/

I love the way this song builds with the instruments coming in one after another. I love their voices. I love the lyrics. This song was written by ณกมล ปุคคละนันท์ aka PEPPERY P who penned a lot of the My School President songs - อีกนิด (Come Closer), รักษา (Healing), พูดได้ไหม (Let Me Tell You), ก้อนหินกับดวงดาว (Rock&Star), and รักคู่ขนาน (Multi-Love). Yes, I am in fact sneakily rec'ing the MSP OST here too lol

คือเธอ - Zee, NuNew

/kheuu ter/

I could've chosen so many songs among the Cutie Pie OSTs but ended up deciding on this one because P'Pin truly wrote this song to highlight both their vocal talents and it shows. ✨️ He works a lot with Domundi artists (especially ZeeNuNew) and FreenBecky, writing songs and OSTs for them and arranging songs for them for concerts - his IG is full of song insights and singing snippets if you like any of these artists!

ภาพสุดท้าย - William Jakrapatr

/phaap sut thaai/

Do I even need to explain? It's an Amp Achariya song, the lyrics are beautiful, the meaning within the show is so !! and this LYKN boy right here kills it with his performance. 👏

แค่เธอ - Jeff Satur

/khaae ter/

I'm not a KP girlie and this song wasn't even on my radar when I watched the show. I kinda rediscovered it a few months later, most likely either by going through Jeff's discography or maybe through Joong Archen singing it on an IG live (I realize it must look like I sit and watch a shit ton of IG lives but the honest truth is that I don't even use IG, I just stumble upon clips on twt and YT a lot lol). And boy howdy did Jeff's writing strike a chord! Don't get me wrong, the English version is nice too and all but it doesn't come close to the Thai lyrics and how well they flow with the melody, Jeff really outdid himself there!

คู่คอง - Kong Huayrai

/khuu khaawng/

นาคี is not a drama I've seen and, yes, I again know this song through a NuNew cover lol but I really wanted to make sure to include a ลูกทุ่ง (Luk Thung) song because I love this genre. This song is extra special because the lyrics are in Isan, which is a Northeastern Thai dialect (though it's actually far closer to Lao than Central Thai). I routinely get this song stuck in my head.

/end of Thai music ramble

I'm sure I'm late to the party again so if you've been tagged already, please kindly ignore this or point me towards your post. ✨️ Tagging @raktae @sunshinechay @btwinlines @zimmbzon @airenyah @rocketturtle4 @telomeke and whoever sees this and wants in on the fun~

[moriavis]

Answer the Questions and Tag 5 Fanfic Authors

I was tagged in this by @incorrectcoldflashblog on May 6th. /o\

1. How did you get into writing fanfiction?

I'm absolutely about to age myself, but I had watched Gundam Wing and went searching for fic, only to find nothing written for the pairing I wanted. So I thought: Fine, guess I'll do it myself.

2. How many fandoms have you written in?

IDK, 16? I think?

3. How many years have you been writing fanfiction?

I released my first fic in August of 2002. So 22 years now?

4. Do you read or write more fanfiction?

I definitely read more fic than I write.

5. What is one way you’ve improved as a writer?

Uhhhh. I think I've definitely improved my use of body language in stories. I've noticed a tendency to rely more on body language now than what the characters are actually thinking, and I can't decide if I like that development or not.

6. What’s the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

What haven't I researched at this point? I've researched the grotesque things, like murder and cannibalism, and I've also researched pirates and the Golden Age of Islam, which which was happening at the same time as Europe's Dark Ages. I've also read an incredible amount about poisons and diseases.

7. What’s your favorite type of comment to receive on your work?

My favorite comments are when people pick up on foreshadowing and clues for something I have planned in a later chapter--especially if they're following along with each chapter and updating their guesses! It's for real the best thing about releasing long fic.

8. What’s the most fringe trope/topic you write about?

I genuinely have no idea. I don't think I've ever written anything particularly fringe? Correct me if I'm wrong and you know better@

9. What is the hardest type of story for you to write?

Long fic, for sure. If I start a story and I don't know how long it's going to be, I can handle it. If I start a project and know intrinsically that it's going to take a long time to finish? I get overwhelmed by how much work I have to do and start avoiding it. (Shout out to Resonance!)

10. What is the easiest type?

Prompts that involve a single scene or a single moment. That way I can create all the backstory in my head and I don't have to write it all down. LOL

11. Where do you do your writing? What platform? When?

I do my fastest writing on my laptop, but the screen hurts my eyes and my cats always get curious about what I'm doing and knock things over. If I'm trying to get something down on a page, I'll grab one of my notebooks and handwrite. Doesn't give me a headache and I can at least get a basic idea down.

12. What is something you’ve been too nervous/intimidated to write, but would love to write one day?

I don't think there's anything I've been too nervous to write. Resonance definitely intimidates me, but that's the only one.

13. What made you choose your username?

When I was a teenager, I was naming a character for a story... I think the name I chose was Autumn? And my mom was like: Why don't you name her something cooler, like Moriavis?

Which I loved. It was a long time before I realized I had basically named the character (and myself, once I got a livejournal) Dead Bird in Latin.

Tagging: @scheherezhad @saekhwa @kisahawklin @qlala @sproutwings

[brenna]

40, 74, 86

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school?

omg, if you count college, it's so many things. I mean, we had a random day, every single year, when class would be canceled, everyone would get drunk, and the school planned activities like giant inflatables, foam pits, mud pits, bands, etc. this was all organized by the school (well, except the drinking, which they didn't officially endorse but was overlooked).

Every day, it seemed like something crazy was happening. You might see a parade of baby ducks in the mail room. You might see people destroy a condom machine because the condoms inside were expired. Those people may have allegedly dumped the remains of the machine in the woods (but that's allegedly, mind you. No one was ever caught for this).

Once, someone accidentally stole my car.

These don't seem that weird, which tells me I'm definitely forgetting weirder things due to being desensitized by the high level of weirdness I saw there.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen?

Probably like a 3 or 4 depending on how much I need to function (am I at work or at home?)

86. cookies or cupcakes?

cookies, hands down. I am not a big fan of frosting.

send me weird asks that say a lot

(to distract me from my headache)

[toxictoad]

Okay so as promised (By me, to me) I am writing about Deimos!

He's by far my favorite Durge and the first essay length bit of this is JUST for Act 1. Acts 2 and 3 will be in reblogs at some point

Also who knows I might make a post about his days in the dead three at some point (Read; probably soon because this boy has rotted my brain from the inside out).

You know the drill by now. ADHD ramble under the cut.

Deimos wakes up on the Nautiloid with a specific set of items on him. I don't feel like opening a save just to look at the starting inventory, but the thing that matters here is the book Paladin Oaths and Their Tenets;

(Interesting thing- This book is nowhere on the wiki. I would put it on there myself but I don't understand how wiki editing really works)

This book, I kid you not, is the most important part of roleplaying Deimos for me. He wakes up with no memories, head pounding, covered in blood, but he has tenets, and he WILL follow them (He's Oath of Devotion btw).

In addition to the text of the book, I headcanon that there are little notes in the margins of the pages- doodles and little jokes. Just stuff you would do if you were bored and had an old book on you.

Waking up on the beach, his immediate priority isn't necessarily survival or taking in his surroundings, it's his fucked up brain. I think a lot of people downplay how goddamn TERRIFYING it is to not have any memories. Like I've had days where I was sick and couldn't remember anything, and it was genuinely distressing, and this is like... 100 times worse than that.

So he panics, a little, and goes through all the items on his person. He has armor and a Warhammer, and... this book. He reads through it, and his thought is "Okay, I'm a paladin. That's something" And he finds a symbol of Ilmater drawn in the book and goes "Okay, that's my god probably. So I know two (2) things about myself! Awesome"

Thing is; Deimos is an amnesiac with 8 intelligence. He can kind of guess what Ilmater's followers believe, but the specifics are lost on him. The result is the funniest paladin to ever paladin.

Just imagine you're like... Shadowheart. This dude saves you from a Mindflayer pod. He seems nice enough when he's not complaining about a headache, and he's a competent fighter. You ask him who his god is and he's like "Uh... Ilmater, I guess." And you're like "...Okay" because you're a secret Shar worshipper so you kind of get being weird about deities, but Ilmater is a very acceptable god to follow and you're pretty sure he's not lying, but then why is he being weird about it. This guy is extremely devoted to his tenets but he's not even 100% sure what they are. He makes every moral decision based off of a book in his pocket and a general idea of what paladins/Ilmater devotees are like that may or may not be accurate. He doesn't even know how to pray, but he's pretty sure he's supposed to do it. The only thing he seems 100% sure about is his name, but at this point, you wouldn't be surprised if he got it off of a roadsign somewhere.

He's so fucking weird.

Deimos is incredibly freaked out by the urges, because obviously. After Shadowheart the first person he finds is Gale, and their first meeting is wonderfully awkward because Gale is being himself and Deimos is distracted by the fact that he really wanted to chop off this guy's hand like 15 seconds ago.

And then... Astarion.

Look, Durgestarion is canon in my heart and you have to deal with it now.

Deimos is incredibly easy to manipulate but in the weirdest way possible. Basically, if you can convince him that doing something is morally sound, or even just morally neutral but you really want him to do it? He'll just fucking do it. The Gur scene was the first real test of this:

Astarion: Hey this guy sucks Deimos: No he doesn't be cool What's his face: I'm hunting a vampire spawn named Astarion Deimos (Internally): Hm... Astarion is Good... and hunting good people is bad... So hunting Astarion is bad... Astarion: Please can I kill him? Deimos: Yeah okay

(Note; Deimos' definition of a "Good person" is a person he likes and who hasn't done anything morally bankrupt in his line of sight. Astarion encourages him to do bad things but so does his brain so he just doesn't listen to either of them)

However; The Urges. My way of thinking is that instead of doing horrible violence and mutilation and cannibalism whenever the option presents itself he just does something funny and kind of rude (This is the only reason he has high approval with Astarion. Astarion is constantly getting him to do weird confusing shit for his own amusement. Baa-ing at the redcaps in the swamp? 100% Astarion's influence. Threatening a magic mirror? 60% Astarion's influence and 40% because Deimos is a little bit of a himbo and doesn't like it when things try to test his intelligence. He is not a riddle person).

I cannot stress enough how weird this man appears to everyone who meets him. Friend or foe everyone around who talks to him for more than five minutes is hit with confusion. He rolls up to the scene with Kagha and Arabella and ignores the Dark Urge, only to immediately go "Hey I'm a paladin I can cast judgment on things" (A thing he is not sure that paladins actually do but he says it with confidence) and instead of making any moral arguments he's just like "I don't fuck with you snake lady let the kid go." He has high charisma but only uses it for persuasion. Ragzlin is like "The squid man showed me ur face time to die" and he just goes "No, lol." Withers wakes up to the literal chosen of Bhaal in Ilmateri getup and asks what the value of a life is and he says "Idk it's based on vibes." Astarion convinces him that the extra supplies that keep appearing in camp are a result of his charm and that he's totally not stealing from traders and Deimos goes "Yes that makes perfect sense" while Wyll is losing his goddamn mind.

Pretty early on in the game I found a book (I'm pretty sure it's A is for Azuth and Other Gods 6? Can you tell that a lot of roleplay is based around books for me) That has Ilmater, and between this children's book and the general assumptions people make about him, he can guess that he's supposed to be a martyr. It isn't his natural instinct, but he takes to it surprisingly well (His fighting style is protection, by the way. It's useless in combat but thematically appropriate so I don't care). I also think that he would encourage Gale to ramble about Ilmater because the man is like Forgotten Realms Google and this is probably his most trustworthy source of information for a while. I think Deimos really likes Gale because he talks a lot and helps drown out the murder thoughts.

So Deimos keeps up the facade-but-not-really-a-facade of being a brave, kind, selfless person who puts everyone before himself, and he tells his companions that he has dark thoughts and impulses, but they tell him that it's normal, and who is he to question them? (Again, he is easily convinced by things in weird ways. He trusts basically anyone more than he trusts his own brain, right now)

...And then Alfira comes to camp.

OH BOY. Okay so I have done playthroughs where I knock out Alfira and kill the Dragonborn bard instead, but I've been trying really hard not to metagame in this run so sadly our lovely tiefling bard is no longer with us. Deimos' honest first reaction to finding out he gored her is... to laugh.

Not a happy laugh, mind you- He's horrified, but his first thought is that he's broken his Oath, and then that that is decidedly not the first thing he should be thinking after he killed an innocent woman. So he laughs at the irony, and then he cries, and then he vomits. He cleans the blood off his hands but not because he wants to hide what he did. He just thinks that if he has to feel the blood on his fingers for one more second then he's going to go insane.

He never really stops feeling the blood. It will always be there.

My party at this point was Karlach, Astarion, and Wyll, and... Ouch. I felt like physical pain the first time I played Durge and everyone was mad at me. I think Deimos has that experience, here.

He wants to cry but he knows that he doesn't deserve to be upset about this. He vows that no innocent will ever die at his hand again, and sequesters himself in the ruin with the magic mirror in it and prays. He doesn't know how,really, but something in him remembers what a prayer for forgiveness sounds like. He begs Ilmater to listen to his repentance. Deimos carries a permanent, bone-deep guilt, but this is the first time he feels it so keenly.

He must read his tenets a hundred times, that day. He asks Withers to bring her back, but he understands why he can't. This is a burn on his conscience. She's at peace now, at least.

He is not, but what he feels doesn't matter.

(He is still immensely relieved that his oath is still intact. Breaking his oath might as well be breaking Deimos, and there's no telling what he will do once he's broken)

But, while everyone else is horrified, scared, or maybe just annoyed with Deimos, Astarion doesn't hate him.

And, look... Deimos' moral compass is literally a book, and the book doesn't say that he can't like a guy who thinks it's funny when you tell kids they're gonna die. He just really wants someone to not hate him, so now his best friend is a guy with an extremely underdeveloped moral compass. I think he clocks pretty early on that Astarion is manipulating him. But also... he doesn't care.

Deimos has always been- pre and post lobotomy- loyal to a fault. He was loyal to his foster family until Bhaal made him kill them. He was loyal to Bhaal and Saverok and even Orin. He was loyal to Gortash and Ketheric. He is a paladin at heart, whether that be under Bhaal or Ilmater. He is loyal and dutiful and constantly wracked with guilt.

Guilt for disobeying his father. Guilt for caring about people. Guilt for his past. Guilt for his urges. He's catholic coded.

So just like he was loyal to Bhaal he becomes loyal to Ilmater. Just like he was loyal to Gortash and Ketheric (Yeah, I'm going there) he becomes loyal to Astarion.

And like, he sleeps with Astarion, and he doesn't mind it, and for all his manipulation they do actually like each other, and then the tiefling party happens...

And look... Deimos knows that Astarion is lying when he says "I love you." He knows and acknowledges that fact and he can fully see that Astarion is pulling his strings like a good little puppet.

...And he just doesn't care. He lets himself believe, if only for a night, that someone loves him, despite his hands that are stained with blood and death and secrets.

And he lets Astarion feed on him, and they travel through the Underdark, and Deimos tries to hold his broken brain together.

The Grym fight is a weirdly potent moment for him, because I think that's when it really hits his companions that Deimos... Just does not value his own life.

Because at this point my party was Shadowheart, Karlach, and Astarion. Astarion and Deimos lure Grym onto the crucible, and Astarion can disengage and jump away. Karlach takes out the last of the magma mephits, and Shadowheart is next to the crucible lever.

Deimos can't disengage, though, and he cast survival instinct on Astarion earlier. So he drinks a potion of superior healing, and he tells Shadowheart to pull the lever.

Astarion's "No, my sweet bloodthirsty friend!" UGH I love it.

But Deimos (barely) survives (Which in reality means "Yay I don't have to use a scroll of revivify" but I want my angst so shhh)

They long rest, and the next day it's up to the mountain pass. I... really don't have a lot to say about the Githyanki Creche? Except that I know that Deimos just follows Lae'zel's lead on this. He bows to Vlaakith, and he... mildly considers killing the Dream Visitor (Who, by the way, looks as close to Jaheira as I could make her look, because the boy needs a mom and the Emperor clocks that easily)

He also gets VERY angry about the Varsh's treatment of Varrl (That is a CHILD how DARE you. I wish there was an option to fight him without making everyone else in the Creche hostile I hate this man)

I turned on non-lethal attacks for fighting my way out of the Creche, because I think Deimos doesn't want to kill these people- For Lae'zel's sake, and for his own.

Okay so maybe I do have a bit to say about the Creche sue me.

That awful fight with the like death knights or whatever in the mountain pass sucks. I don't know why but it always makes me so incredibly angry. Maybe it's just because that was the first place I ever actually had a party member die idk. Not related to Deimos I just had a bad time.

Oh, the Elminster thing...

Unlike almost every Tav or Durge I have, Deimos understands Gale's want to sacrifice himself to save the world/earn Mystra's forgiveness. He's a martyr, after all. He doesn't judge- He knows that feeling. He tells Gale as much. He doesn't want his friend to die, but he wants his friend to feel like he has a purpose. (Semi-related; This is my first run where I'm free of the bug where Gale is in love with you no matter what, and his platonic Act 2 scene before the Illithid colony is just... So sweet? Like he just wants his friend to be there for him. I love that wizard. Yes I will watch the stars with you buddy)

But now we are on to the Shadow Cursed lands, and Act 1 is over. Wow, this was so long.

[nagumoshoma]

nine fandom people to get to know better 💖✨

thank you @lunaaaylin for the tag, ur my favourite :D

THREE SHIPS YOU LIKE:

ai di and chen yi from kiseki: dear to me (taiwan dramas always know exactly how to do angst to such an extent that i also actively suffer and i'm not even part of the relationship, but the reward is so delicious scrumptious yummy to me that it's worth all the headaches it causes)

tang yi and meng shao fei from history: trapped (it's the first history series i watched and perhaps you might think that's why it's my favourite but you'd be wrong. it's actually because it's the best <3)

bai lang and jin xun an from my tooth, your love (another taiwan drama to complete the trio but omg i binged this show in the weirdest way possible (backwards) for my own personal silly reasons but yes. they're up there as some of my favourites because of their silly boy communication but also because of the trope of cooking for the one you love which i'm utterly enamoured with just like xun an is enamoured with bai lang)

FIRST SHIP EVER:

i had to go check on ao3 who the oldest pairing that i've got bookmarked fics for and it's merlin x arthur <3 i watched bbc merlin when it aired so i'm guessing it started around then but i wasn't reading fic at the time so idk sjfdks. if we're talking first true otp it's probably thorn and daphne from scooby doo and the witch's ghost :D

LAST SONG YOU HEARD:

i'm currently listening to fall in love again by p1harmony who i've been getting into a lot more recently so <3

FAVOURITE CHILDHOOD BOOK:

there's a book called the secret island by enid blyton and that's the first book i physically couldn't put down because the storyline had me hooked from the first page ksdhfks but also a book called numbers by rachel ward, which i read as a teen but i still think about to this day. in fact, i still have it somewhere.

CURRENTLY READING:

the sword of kaigen bc i saw it mentioned on tiktok and it's actually so good like worldbuilding is mwah <3 but when i'm not reading that, then i'm hunting for good fics (mostly the untamed bc those characters are my comfort boys)

CURRENTLY WATCHING:

anti reset, 1000 years old, deep night, 23.5, and i feel you linger in the air rewatch that is absolutely krilling me <3

CURRENTLY CONSUMING:

fresh orange juice and bourbon biscuits <3 i haven't been able to have either for so long bc of treatment so now i'm indulging a bit :D

CURRENTLY CRAVING:

this specific chocolate cereal that is like. little chocolate bowls and it's so good but i haven't had it in so long.

i'm tagging @patchanons, @universe-club, @lwjenthusiast, @jimmyysea, @junghaesin if you haven't already done this and want to! no pressure ofc <3

[idi0tproverbs]

@eidetic187   said:   derek   and   spencer   and/or   juno   and   spencer   :3                   +   OH   AND   MAEVE   AND   SPENCER   👫

                               𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐤   &   𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫.

it's   finally   derek’s   turn   to   be   an   oblivious   little   shit.   he   thinks   spencer   is   taking   him   out   to   these   fancy   restaurants   to   get   some   practice   to   ask   out   someone   else   [   because   he’s   so   used   to   being   his   wingman   ]   until   one   day   spencer’s   like   soo   are   we   going   back   to   my   place   or?

when   they   start   dating   he   calls   him   everything   but   pretty   boy.   no   need   to   be   basic   anymore   and   he   can   get   as   creative   and   dirty   as   he   wants   ..

i   think   it   would   take   them   a   while   to   get   together,   probably   because   of   everything   the   both   of   them   have   been   through.   they   deserve   to   spend   time   with   each   other   outside   of   work   and   when   they   are   not   in   imminent   danger.   

derek’s   gifts   consist   of   watches   or   silly   things   he   sees   in   antique   shops   penelope   has   dragged   him   to.   he’s   got   him   raggedy   dolls,   vintage   postcards,   some   comics,   and   maybe   a   used   carl   sagan   book.   tried   to   get   him   an   iphone   once   and   it   did   not   work   out   well   so   he   ended   up   giving   it   to   penelope

movie   nights   do   not   go   well   because   they   are   arguing   about   what   to   watch   for   at   least   an   hour   until   they   end   up   on   some   star   trek   episode   they   both   fall   asleep   to.

derek   tries.   by   god   he   tries   to   get   him   to   listen   to   some   modern   music   but   spencer   heard   a   synthesizer   and   had   a   visceral   reaction.   he   tried   making   him   a   mixtape   but   he’s   not   entirely   sure   if   he’s   listened   to   it   

sends   him   texts   with   emojis   and   emoticons   and   spencer   is   just:   How   Are   You   Doing   That   Right   Now?   he   sends   him   selfies   [   even   shirtless   ]   ones   and   always   gets   a   shaky   /   goofy   one   in   return.

they   both   have   a   very   hard   time   saying   i   love   you   to   each   other,   but   they   don’t   need   to   say   it   to   know   &lt;3

after   maeve,   morgan   definitely   took   reid   to   look   at   some   pets   he   could   adopt   and   now   they   have   a   gray   tabby   named   fernando.   he’s   the   light   of   their   life.

he   tries   to   involve   himself   in   his   interests   as   much   as   he   can   but   that   shit   can   be   so   boring.   he   tried   to   read   that   quantum   physics   book   but   ended   up   with   a   headache.   he’s   sat   through   some   doctor   who   episodes.   he’s   accompanied   spencer   and   penelope   to   a   comic   con   which   begged   for   lots   of   drinking   afterwards.   its   worth   it   cuz   at   the   end   of   the   day   he   sees   that   rare   spencer   reid   smile   !

have   to   comfort   each   other   after   one   of   them   wakes   up   from   a   nightmare

they   work   out   together   and   get   lunch   afterwards   

they’ve   gotten   sick   together   at   the   same   time   and   it   was   so   bad.   they   have   never   argued   more.   they   ended   up   losing   their   voices   and   having   to   share   a   couch   to   sleep.

                               𝐣𝐮𝐧𝐨   &   𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫.

they   probably   had   the   weirdest   conversation   standing   outside   of   gideon’s   door   which   prompted   them   to   sit   on   opposite   sides   of   his   office   like   they’re   in   detention.   tried   avoiding   each   other   at   all   costs   but   they’re   stupid.   they   can’t.

trying   to   one   up   the   other   but   they   just   end   up   being   impressed   by   what   they   know   so   it   just   goes   from   banter   to   a   long   conversation   about   physics.   insert   confused   derek   morgan   face   here.

earlier   on   she   tried   giving   him   pointers   on   how   to   throw   a   punch   or   what   defensive   position   to   hold   but   they   ended   up   tripping   over   each   other.   proceeded   to   avoid   the   other   for   a   good   week   or   two   

both   have   fucked   up   sleeping   schedules   so   they’re   probably   in   each   other’s   hotel   rooms   playing   chess,   reading,   talking   about   something   obscure,   or   watching   late   night   telenovelas.   they   fall   asleep   next   to   each   other.

went   from   convincing   everyone   they   hate   each   other   to   old   married   couple.   the   older   they   get   the   more   they   are   used   to   the   other’s   shenanigans.   at   one   point   they   don’t   even   need   to   communicate   using   words,   they   have   their   shared   looks

she’s   definitely   thrown   a   punch   after   someone   messed   with   him   and   he   had   to   hold   the   ice   pack   against   her   face   while   scolding   her   about   how   careless   she   had   been

both   have   insane   hero   complexes   so   everytime   one   of   them   walks   into   a   situation   without   a   gun   or   vest   they’re   screaming   at   the   other.   it   comes   with   the   abandonment   issues

while   juno’s   getting   her   master’s   he’s   definitely   helping   her   study   and   proofreading   every   single   draft   she’s   scribbled   up.   there   are   mugs   of   coffee   everywhere   

i   think   she   is   quite   literally   the   only   person   who   takes   him   up   on   his   offers   to   go   to   these   local   events   whether   it   be   for   the   holidays   or   the   weekend.   if   anyone   else   tries   to   join   it   starts   getting   weird

she’s   made   him   watch   and   read   pride   and   prejudice   so   many   times   but   he   hasn’t   complained   once.   doesn’t   know   he   has   their   halloween   costumes   picked   out   already

                               𝐦𝐚𝐞𝐯𝐞   &   𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫.

they   communicate   by   snail   mail.   they   are   so   fucking   annoying   about   it.   talking   like   they   didn’t   see   each   other   just   two   seconds   ago

both   fans   of   classical   music   so   you   know   they’re   buying   tickets   to   concerts   and   showing   up   in   ridiculously   fancy   attire.   

she   took   him   to   meet   her   grandmother   one   time   and   she   would   not   let   them   leave.   she   loved   spencer   so   bad   she   insisted   he   stay   and   they   knit   together.   she   calls   him   more   than   she   calls   maeve

has   printed   every   article   he’s   quoted   in,   every   dissertation   he’s   written,   any   piece   that’s   been   written   about   him   and   tucked   it   into   the   narrative   of   john   smith.

they   watched   doctor   who   once   and   she’s   had   nightmares   ever   since.   they   didn’t   get   past   the   tenth   doctor.   she   refuses   to   sit   through   another   marathon   with   him   but   when   she   sees   a   phone   booth,   even   if   it’s   not   a   police   box,   she   buys   it   for   him   anyway

she   encourages   his   sweet   tooth   because   they   are   always   trying   out   new   pastry   places   and   buying   dessert   after   a   meal.   somebody   needs   to   hide   the   cookie   jar   from   both   of   them.

she   insists   he   get   his   medical   degree   like   it   isn’t   enough   he   has   three   phds   and   counting.   she   just   wants   to   work   with   her   bf   in   one   place.

tried   convincing   him   to   teach   her   another   language   but   he   was   going   too   fast   and   it   was   a   mess.   sometimes   spencer   starts   talking   in   another   language   over   the   phone   if   he’s   really   frustrated   with   her   and   she   just   has   to   hang   up

started   knitting   again   after   meeting   him   and   one   of   her   first   gifts   to   him   is   this   ugly,   poorly   made   scarf   that   he   wears.   only   around   her   though.   he’s   knitted   her   mittens   that   she   wears   all   the   time   even   around   the   apartment

she   is   not   good   at   card   games   at   all   but   they   have   a   good   time   playing   uno   together   !!

she’s   made   him   promise   they   see   each   other   at   least   once   a   week,   especially   after   everything   they’ve   been   through.   no   one   is   allowed   to   talk   about   work.

[the-nysh]

I hope your covid isn't too bad and get well soon ><

Ooh, thank you for checking in! :'3 (I'm alive!) Cause welp it hasn't been fun, and I wasn't the only one in my family to get sick either; it turns out I got infected from them, (within like 2-3 days after they first showed signs of a cough, and who knows where they picked it up, since barely anyone wears masks in public anymore when this is still a very real and contagious thing, ack) so what a mess!

By now the worst of the debilitating fever/headaches have passed, but I still have head congestion and a cough. I got up to 102f/38.9c and at that point it simply hurt to even think, so I went to bed. :'D Aside from flu-like symptoms and fatigue, the weirdest thing is the dry cough though, because normally you cough to dislodge some irritant built up in the throat/airway, but here there's....nothing there (and considering the congestion to a later near-constantly runny nose, no phlegm is weird) so even the act of coughing feels useless and exhausting. However!!! I can tell things would've been far worse if I hadn't had any booster shots, so they definitely do their job to keep things home-bound manageable. :'D

[abductedlawnchair]

1. I've never had Chipotle

2. Not for me. But you do you, as long as you don't get all preachy and holier-than-thou about it.

3. I used to hate white and bright, light pink right next to each other. It gave me a headache and my mouth would taste weird. It's less so like that now, though.

4. Bigfoot, yeti, and the likes. Also, creatures from Indigenous cultures that they still insist are real. I believe those folks.

5. Fries

6. Sometimes. Depends on sensory stuff and if I'm in a phase where I wear one. And it has to look cool.

7. Jellyfish, octopus, penguins, and I've always loved petting stingrays.

8. Not unless I'm about to lay down, but even then, if I'm tired/lazy enough, I'll just stay in what I'm wearing until it's bedtime

9. Barely. I wash my face in the shower, then moisturize after. I can't stand to wash my face in just the sink because Sensory Hell is Water Running Down My Arms

10. Depends on if I'm in an apple juice or orange juice phase at the time.

11. Oh so many things. I'm extremely sentimental and my inner child has always remained close to me.

12. Bro idk. My gf does the research and as long as it's cheap enough, I'll use it.

13. I'm hiding with my family and pets. I'm too anxious for that shit and too afraid of losing a loved one.

14. Not really. I stay pretty hydrated cuz I love water and can't stand the texture of a dry/pasty mouth.

15. Worst to less worst: Burning, freezing, drowning

16. LOVE IT IF it is Farr's starlight mint. I'll eat the kinds with the bigger chips, but I don't like it nearly as much.

17. Dude what anxious compulsion don't I do every day??? The worst is absolutely skin picking, though.

18. Don't like boba, never ordered tea from anywhere. I do, however, do my own tea at home. Love sleepytime tea, black tea, lemon ginger, and whatever other I may want that day. And I mostly just put honey in my tea.

19. A lot. I have ARFID. It's easier to list what veggies I will eat.

20. Tarzan. Idc that it's not a princess movie. Tarzan. I want to be Tarzan.

21. I think 9 might be the weirdest to me. Anything with 9 at the end.

22. Kinda. I don't have a single one, I just get attached to whatever one I'm consistently using at the moment. Although, I did have one as a kid. I cried when my mom had to throw it away cuz the lid was too old and gross and chewed up.

23. I have an eyebrow piercing that's always in. I wear necklaces most days. Bracelets sometimes, too. Usually it's just the ones my lover makes for me. Once I can get myself a pair of piercing grade earrings and leave them in for a few weeks, I'm also gonna start stretching my ears.

24. American. However, my mom lived in England for a while, so I use the British terms she uses every once in a while.

25. Absolutely. My music taste is everything. It's good by default because I can find something to appreciate from every genre, therefore I can also tell when a song is objectively good.

26. It's pretty okay, for a white person. Not nearly as good as other folks, but I love a good kick from time to time.

27. For the current weather, a hoodie, beanie, and one of my 3 pairs of pants I keep in rotation (lots of my pants got too small for me this year)

28. I'd fuck up a good spaghetti

29. Angel hair

30. Ask me anything, ig! Just send me an ask c:

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well:

chipotle order?

thoughts on veganism?

a specific color that gives you the ick?

mythical creature you think/believe is real?

favorite form of potato?

do you use a watch?

what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium?

do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home?

do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)?

on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice?

anything from your childhood you’ve held on to?

brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%?

first thing you’re doing in the purge?

do you think you’re dehydrated?

rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning

thoughts on mint chocolate chip?

an anxious compulsion you do everyday?

your boba/tea order?

the veggie you dislike the most?

favorite disney princess movie?

a number that weirds you out?

do you have an emotional support water bottle?

do you wear jewelry?

which do you find yourself using, american or british english?

would you say you have good taste in music?

how’s your spice tolerance?

what’s your favorite or go-to outfit?

last meal on earth?

preferred pasta noodle?

ask me anything !

leave an ask for the person you reblog it from!

[nel-world]

hi

Opening: Setting the Scene]

"Thank you, thank you! It’s great to be here tonight. You know, growing up in an Indian household, you get used to some weird stuff—like all the spices in the kitchen that double as medicine. ‘Oh, you have a headache? Just rub some turmeric on it!’ But the weirdest thing in our house was this massive double-sided drum called the Mridangam. You guys know this thing? It’s like a drum that’s trying to cosplay as a medieval weapon."

"My parents were obsessed with the idea that I’d become some Mridangam prodigy. ‘Beta, this will make you unique.’ Yeah, unique like the kid who shows up at band practice with a drum that looks like it belongs in Game of Thrones. My friends are all playing electric guitars, and I’m over here like, ‘Guys, anyone need a Mridangam solo?’ It’s like showing up to a Formula 1 race with a bullock cart."

[Story 1: Learning the Mridangam] (3 minutes)

"So my parents signed me up for lessons. Every Saturday morning, while my friends were outside playing cricket, I was stuck in a room with my Mridangam teacher—this ancient dude who looked like he was carved out of stone. He’d sit there all serious, ‘Play ta dhin dhin na,’ like we’re rehearsing for the world’s most intense yoga session."

"My mom used to bribe me with sweets to keep me going. ‘Play well today, and I’ll get you an extra gulab jamun.’ I’m sitting there, playing like my life depends on it because it does. I’m drumming for dessert, people! It’s not art; it’s survival. And then you’ve got to explain this drum to your friends. They’re all like, ‘Hey, I play bass guitar. What about you?’ And I’m like, ‘Yeah, I play the Mridangam. It’s like a drum but… less portable and way more syllables.’ Not exactly winning me any street cred."

[Anecdote: The Performance Disaster] (2 minutes)

"One time, my mom made me perform at this big family function. I’m up there with my Mridangam, ready to show everyone what I’ve got. Halfway through, my hands start cramping. I’m doing this weird dance trying to shake it out while still keeping the beat. The audience thinks it’s part of the act. My cousin’s like, ‘Wow, he’s drumming and doing interpretive dance. It’s so avant-garde.’ No, dude, I just forgot to stretch."

[Introducing Tablaguy: Unexpected Rivalry] (3 minutes)

"Now, every Mridangam player has a nemesis, and mine was this kid who played the tabla. We called him ‘Tablaguy.’ You know this type—he’s the dude with the two tiny drums that look like they were made to balance your groceries. But don’t be fooled—Tablaguy was fierce. He’d show up with his tabla set, all smug, like he’s holding the keys to the universe. And his fingers? They moved faster than my brain when my teacher asked me a question."

"We’d have these mini drum-offs in class. Tablaguy would start his tabla beats, all rapid-fire ‘Dha tete terekete,’ like he’s solving a calculus problem with his hands. I’m sitting there with my Mridangam, trying to keep up like, ‘Ta dhin dhin na… don’t fail me now.’ The whole class is watching like it’s some kind of drum-themed Mortal Kombat."

"And then there’s the show-off moves. Tablaguy’s always doing this fancy finger dance, like he’s conducting a symphony of tiny, invisible musicians. Meanwhile, I’m struggling with my Mridangam, trying to make it sound cool but ending up looking like I’m fighting off an invisible swarm of bees. One time, he finishes this crazy fast beat, and the whole room’s like, ‘Wow, so impressive!’ I’m just sitting there, sweating bullets, like, ‘Yeah, but can you do this?’ And then I just play the exact same thing, but slower… and with way more fear."

[Story 2: The Drum Ensemble Disaster] (3 minutes)

"One day, my Mridangam teacher had the bright idea to form a drum ensemble. So there’s me, Mr. Mridangam, joined by Tablaguy, a dholak player who just looked like he wandered in from a Punjabi wedding, and this kid with a Cajón—basically a box drum that’s also his chair. We were like the Avengers of percussion, except none of us had superpowers… just a lot of rhythm and a ton of confusion."

"We’re supposed to create this fusion piece, but it ends up sounding like a traffic jam in Mumbai. The tabla guy is tapping away like he’s coding the Matrix, the dholak dude’s beating his drum like it’s a family dispute, and I’m stuck in the middle trying to keep some kind of order. At one point, Tablaguy just starts doing his own thing, and my teacher’s like, ‘Guys, this is supposed to be a duet, not a drum battle!’ But there we are, in full-on battle mode, fingers flying, sweat dripping, and nobody knows what the hell we’re playing."

[Unexpected Situations with Mridangam] (2 minutes)

"Carrying these drums around is a nightmare. You think playing Mridangam is hard? Try carrying it. You’re walking around with a drum so big it needs its own seat on the bus. I brought it to school once for cultural day, and all the kids are showing off their tiny, cute instruments—flutes, violins. Then there’s me, dragging this Mridangam like I’m trying to smuggle in a sacred artifact."

"One time, I thought it would be a great idea to bring it to a party. Everyone’s vibing to the DJ, and I’m thinking, ‘This is my moment.’ I sit down, cross-legged, and start playing ‘Ta dhin dhin na.’ Everyone stops like I’ve just thrown a wet blanket on their good time. My friend yells, ‘Bro, this is a party, not the halftime show of the Mahabharata.’ Yeah, apparently, Mridangam is not the ultimate party starter."

[Shobhit Banwait Cameo] (3 minutes)

"And then I discovered Shobhit Banwait, the tabla guy who makes every song sound like it belongs in a Bollywood blockbuster. Have you seen this guy? He’s playing Drake’s ‘In My Feelings’ with tabla beats like it’s the hottest thing since butter chicken. I thought, ‘Man, if Shobhit can do this with tabla, maybe I can do something cool with Mridangam.’ Spoiler alert: No, I could not."

"So, inspired by Shobhit, I tried to do my own Mridangam remix of ‘Despacito.’ I’m in my room, setting up my Mridangam like I’m about to drop the hottest Carnatic-Latin fusion of all time. I hit play on the song and start drumming along, but it sounds less like a remix and more like two different cultures having a nervous breakdown. Shobhit makes tabla look cool. I make Mridangam look like it’s begging for mercy."

"Tablaguy saw one of my videos and goes, ‘Bro, leave it to the professionals like Shobhit. You’re making Mridangam look like it needs therapy.’ And I’m like, ‘Man, I’m just trying to be the Shobhit of Mridangam.’ But no, it’s not that easy. The guy’s a wizard, and I’m just here making a mess of beats like I’m auditioning for a role in an off-Broadway drum circle."

[Dance Routine Bit with Drum Instruments] (3 minutes)

"Playing all these drums is not just music—it’s a workout. Mridangam is like Pilates for your fingers, Tabla is like an extreme typing test, and Dholak? That’s arm day. My hands are moving faster than my brain, and at one point, I’m pretty sure I invented a new form of dance: Drum Zumba. I’m tapping rhythms while my legs are trying to stay balanced, and people are watching like, ‘Is this a performance or a cry for help?’"

"And when all three drums are playing together? It’s like a chaotic symphony. The Mridangam’s doing ‘Ta dhin dhin dha,’ the Tabla’s tapping out its ‘Terekita thom,’ and the Dholak’s just going rogue like it’s in the middle of a Bhangra battle. At one point, we looked like we were in a drum fight club, each one trying to out-beat the other, and my fingers are moving so fast, they’re about to file a worker’s comp claim."

[Beat Battles: Mridangam vs. Modern Beats] (3 minutes)

"But the best was when I decided to take my Mridangam skills to a beat battle. Yeah, I know. I’m at my high school talent show, and I’m up against this DJ who’s got his turntables, synth pads—the works. He starts spinning this heavy bass track, and I’m sitting there thinking, ‘You’re not ready for this Mridangam magic.’ So I jump in with my ‘Ta dhin dhin na,’ building it up like I’m about to summon the rain gods."

"The crowd’s losing it because they don’t know what’s happening. It’s like watching an ancient drum face-off with modern technology. The DJ’s doing his thing, and I’m countering with every beat I know. At one point, we’re just staring each other down, like it’s a rap battle but with fewer lyrics and way more confused spectators. We didn’t win, but we definitely gave the judges a lot to think about. Or maybe they were just thinking, ‘Never invite these guys again.’"

[Rap Routine with Drums] (2 minutes)

(Starts rapping with beats from Mridangam, Tabla, and Dholak in the background): "Yeah, it’s the drum squad, we’re breaking all the norms, Mridangam on the beat, it’s a classical storm, Tabla’s keeping pace with the double taps and rolls, Dholak’s in the back, slapping beats like it’s goals. Parents said, ‘Beta, learn something grand,’ But here I am drumming with the dopest band. We don’t need a DJ, got rhythm in our hands, Making beats with tradition, yeah, we’re our own brand."

"And when you’re rapping over Mridangam, it’s like blending the best of both worlds—a little bit of tradition, a little bit of trap, and a whole lot of confused looks from your neighbors."

[Closing] (2 minutes)

"So that’s my journey with Mridangam—awkward performances, unexpected dance moves, beat battles, and the endless rivalry with Tablaguy. I’ve learned that Mridangam may not be the coolest instrument, but it’s definitely the most confusing. It’s not just music; it’s an experience, a workout, and occasionally, a complete social disaster. But hey, I’ve made it work—one awkward beat at a time. So next time you hear a Mridangam, just know that somewhere, someone is trying really hard to make it cool. And if you hear an offbeat rhythm… yeah, that’s probably me."

[micamone]

week 3 of healing from wisdom teeth removal. i can almost open my mouth all the way and while i cant eat crunchy and tough food im at least able to get solids for a little while now.

the part that sucks ass now is im on like day 3 of my ears aching an incredible amount and the entire area around my eyes feeling full of pressure. no fever so i know its not an infection and i know i had a tooth in my sinus they had to extract plus all the weather we've had this weekend its... yeah

weirdest headache ive ever had, its workijg counterintuitive to the ones i normally have to work around. basically right now i can watch stargate's flashy shit and went to a concert for a couple hours last night no problem but if i go up stairs too fast Im taken to the ground from the pounding in my skull.

i cant even lay in bed about it cause my neck is starting to be fucked again and if i have to go to physical therapy for that two times in one year i might snap

[mrfoox]

I am legit losing my mind over this constant nausea it's not even funny

I bolted awake at 4 am, after sleeping one hour, ran back and forth to the bathroom 5 times. Didn't pass so I laid awake in bed til like 6 am and then I managed to sleep a couple of hours

Then it's morning and I need to take my medication... Yeah still nauseas :')

[everafterkeiji]

Hi <3

Can you do part 2 of TR reacting to their crush finally Say Yes to date with them? But with Hanma and Haitani brothers? <3

helloo beautiful !! thank u so much for requesting and have an amazing day mwah (´∩｡• ᵕ •｡∩`)

𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐘𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌

PAIRINGS: Hanma, Haitani brothers x gn! reader

GENRE: fluff, humor

PART 1 / PART 3

♡ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 feels like he doesn't run out of luck seeing that he was always willing to risk anything just to keep that streak but he falls at a miserable state when he's been bugging you to a date and you turn him down every time. He tries to find a reason that he could understand—it could be that you just didn't reciprocate his feelings or you just didn't want to get in trouble for being around him but both options he chooses to deny because he can feel that you weren't exactly disliking him.

Sat upside down on the couch while you were beside him at a normal position, just throwing the knife around, improvising of what he's taught you so far.

"Don't hit me with it." He warns while you chuckled, continuing what you were doing as he just sighs.

"Where do you even wanna go? If you're gonna be busy with that knife right there, I can give you a few targets. Does that sound romantic?" Nudging his stomach, he seemed to get the response from you as he huffs.

"Try me, Shuji." You challenged him, watching him struggle as you just cover the knife, tapping it on his knee while you leaned on the couch. "Yeah, now at least I know you like to keep me waiting."

"I said try me, not go against me, dumbass."

He thought about it real hard but with the blood travelling to his brain, he isn't really in good condition. So, he just huffs out the weirdest noises to get his brain up and turning instead of being a decent human and just sit right side up.

"You've taken a toll out of me—I'm running out of ideas. Shit, I don't know. You want to go and have a picnic? Ew, that's corny, huh?"

Smiling at his words, you spoke. "That doesn't sound too bad to me."

"Whatever whatever, scratch that—it's bullshit." Rolling your eyes, you adjusted your seat before turning upside down to join him while your feet rest on the top of the couch as the both of you looked at each other. "I said yes, you idiot." You smiled, pinching his nose as he raises an eyebrow until he's sitting upright too quickly that you can see how he instantly regretted it when he holds his head but there's a hand for you to take making you sit up the same as before but with more care unlike him.

"Are you serious? Hey, you're using your charm against me now to trick me huh?" He asks, still dizzy from the headache and from your sudden agreement to an idea he wasn't even prepared of.

"If I knew my charm would work on you then I wouldn't do it now when we're going to go to a date, Hanma." You argued setting the knife on the table as he suddenly jumps on the couch, fully standing while he lets out a cheer.

"Fuck a picnic! How about we go to a festival, huh? Go get on some rides and throw drinks at people." He changes his options for you while you stood up with him, nodding with a laugh at how cute he looked to hear your approval.

"Now that—sounds a whole lot better."

♡ 𝐑𝐀𝐍 was a tricky person. He was either a cluster of energy that one can never decipher or he was someone that was an embodiment of boredom. He definitely tried to mix of those just for you to find an excuse to hang out with him but as far as he's succeeded in brawls, he never wins in romance or just hasn't yet. He could come up with dates like just going on his motorcycle and circling around Roppongi then there are ones he just purely came up with to hear how you'd say no because of it's bizarreness.

Still, he wasn't going to give up. It was just a date—no, a response even. That's all he had to get but why was it so damn hard? It was harder than beating at least four people at the same time, he argues. He just can't find the perfect time nor the perfect place to where you'd agree wholeheartedly and finally end this little cycle you two have been on for a long time.

"Is there one thing you dislike about me, Y/N?"

"It sucks how I can only say one thing." You teased, grabbing a hold of his baton and mocking how he carries it over his shoulder with a hand to your hip like the pose he usually does as you laughed seeing how done he was with your foolishness but it does bring him a smile to see you this comfortable around him.

"Gosh, why did I even like you? You're like a kid."

"Watch your mouth, Haitani. You're not gonna get that date you've been asking for." He sighs in defeat while you sat beside him, hugging a pillow, leaning your cheek onto it.

"I know you don't hate me so I'm relieved to say the least." You chuckled as Ran's mind were conjuring ideas but he knows majority of them were unoriginal and was already turned down by you. So he just sighs in defeat, dropping his head to your shoulder.

"Mm.. a drive in movie? Free food, on me obviously. Even tickets but I don't know what film they're showing. You get to cuddle me while you're at it if it's a horror movie." Poking the baton to his head, you just gave in at how those deals were actually quite good.

"That's one of the best things you've bargained, Ran, so sure."

"Boring? Too basic? Cut me some slack, my brain is drained, dollface." He whines, missing your words so you softly hit his head. "For a second I thought you heard me, should I revoke my answer? Ran, I said yes." You reminded him since he felt like your usual response was always going to be no but it's definitely changed now. The boy lifts his head from your shoulder, staring at you with confused yet lazy eyes so he just let out a, "..really?" and ten seconds of his brain processing data.

"Yes really! Third times a charm? Should I say it again?" You held back your laughter as he shakes his head while a smile grows to his face before he flicks your forehead making you turn to him surprised.

"Well, I've been wanting this for so long so let's not keep my lovely date waiting, shall we?"

♡ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 was never a love expert nor did he ever claim he was one so when you constantly rejected his offers, he just thought he really wasn't up for this whole love environment but when he watches how you laugh at his stubbornness and stay by his side, he just can't seem to give up knowing he'd be wasting so much time if he didn't get to call you his.

"Is there a place you want to be or anywhere is fine but you just don't like to be there with me?" He jokes but he deep down he does know there was a slice of honesty in his words while you shook your head. "Rin, don't be so hard on yourself. I like being around you." You comforted him while you laid on his bed with him following suit just lying down beside each other.

He was hesitant to accept what you said because if that were true, why have you been declining everything? You probably weren't ready, he think but neither was he. He was never this romantic but if earns him a spot in your heart then he'd do anything.

"You told me you don't like crowded places."

"Correct."

"You told me you don't like gang meet up places." "Mhm."

"So..I think we've got a lot of good options." He whispers as he removes his glasses but before he could set it on the pillow, you took it instead to avoid getting broken if he moved so you just wore it, slightly squinting your eyes at its grade.

"I know a good restaurant but it's famous so that's going to be crowdy so no. Definitely nowhere near bays or bars, I wouldn't want you to get hurt." You awed at his words before you turned on your stomach, propping yourself up with your elbows as he chuckles at how good you looked in his glasses. "Remove that, your eyes are gonna hurt." He says while you obeyed anyway by taking them off but held onto them.

"Where, where, where." He thought outloud as you rake your hands through his blonde hair while he sighs.

"I honestly just want to be simple. A trip to the roof at the brink of sunrise just to watch it with you and possibly get some breakfast then lunch if you even want it to last that long." He blurted out randomly, letting his ideas escape through his mouth leading your heart to flutter at how sweet that sounded.

"I love that, Rindou. I really do, so let's go." You answered him, finding it hard to not smile at how you could visualize how perfect that'd be.

"Well, I—we don't have to. I think it's a bit old fashioned too." He responded, neglecting you but you understood how usual it was for you to turn him down that he's used to just expect the monotone answer he gets which was no.

Tapping his forehead lightly, he stares up to you while tou placed the glasses on him as you smiled down on him.

"I said that I'd love to go out with you, Rindou." You clarified and this time you knew he heard because his eyes widen and he sits up immediately.

"Y/N-crap, really? Are you sure or am I just hearing things?" He asked but more to himself since he was shocked by you. There's an eyebrow raised at you as if you could just make it clear to him one more time so you just nodded while he mentally cheers, careful to not show how was going to brag this onto his brother over and over again.

"No jokes, no lying, no rejection. I'm excited to start the day with you, Rin." You said, still overwhelmed by how excited you were for this date so sheepishly, he holds your hand and places a kiss to it.

"So am I, Y/N."

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[visionsofmagic]

― being the God of Mischief’s favorite human [chapter 3]

a/n: so, we have our cutie thor now! ^^ he is dumb but cute & a little bit jealously in the next chapter maybe?? also, next chapter will come very soon!!

word count: 2.1k

song: she knows - j. cole (slowed)

―――

The world was spinning as if you had drank 10 bottles of liquor and woke up other day with a headache stabbing inside your brain. All the feelings had come in a second when Loki takes his anger out of you. Clearly, he hadn’t thought about you while trying to put all his thoughts in your head. His poisoned words were sharp as a knife. His words were sharp enough to inflict bleeding wounds inside of your body. Actually the weirdest thing was his change of behavior that made you going shock and start crying. For a moment, he was gentle and acting more like a human who has pure emotions, but then, for the next moment, he turned to be highly strung God who just want to destroy you. The change between being gentle and harsh was unexpected.

You let your thoughts in the back of your head and tried to open your eyes while moaning in pain because of your headache and eyes tired of crying too much. The last time you cried like that was years ago. In here, in Asgard, you were happy until today.

“Hey,” a young lady said in a low tone. You looked at her with squinted eyes because of the pain. She was a pretty young lady who is wearing a dress resembling the white clothes worn by nannies around the world which made you relax a bit because you felt safe with her dress and soft attitude towards you. “Take it easy.” You listened and closed your eyes. You put your head against pillow. “What happened?” You knew exactly what happened but somehow you needed someone to tell you the bitter truths. You felt her warm looks at you behind your closed eyes. She began to talk, “Thor found you in garden. He carried your body to his room and wanted me to take care of you. Firstly, I didn’t understand why a God like him was so gentle to a human because we are invisible to them but I heard from other women that Thor was looking for his brother, Loki,” His name made your body tensed and shivered. “And I knew that you were working for Loki because I saw you before while leaving his room with cleaning tools. So, it was not hard to imagine what happened and why Thor noticed you and were giving so much importance.”

You shook your head to her, “No God give an importance to any human. We both know that.” You opened your eyes that have a little rest to see her reactions. She was looking at her hands, “Yes you are right but I think Thor has a good heart and wants to make amends for his brother's misdemeanor.” You thought about it for a minute. She could be right. You had interactions with Thor and helped him in some situation before. He is not a clever God but you know that he has a good heart and make people laugh. Your heart relaxed more. You didn’t want neither of brothers’ attention but when it comes to a choice, now, you preferred Thor. You were not ready to see Loki again. ‘I can't see even if I want to because I'm not allowed to do that anymore.’ You said to yourself.

Young lady gave you time to think. Then, when you looked at her again, she said, “Do you have any pain that I could help?” You said, “No.” There was no pain physically. All the pain was internal. No one could help you except Loki and you don’t want seeing him again in a very long time. Staying in Thor’s room was giving you a chance to see him. You knew that. So, you want to leave Thor’s room. You just want to go to your room and have a real rest for so many hours.

When you make a movement to get out of Thor’s bed which has the scent of the God of Thunder, young lady stopped you with her little cute hands. She stand up, placed her hands to your left and right shoulders to push your body back on the bed. You protested, “I need to go to my own room, please.” She said, “No way y/n, you will stay here until Thor comes back and see you are fine.” You rolled your eyes, “I can take care of myself. I don’t need anyone’s help. I am fine.” She shrugged her arms like she had not choice but to keep you in your place, “Then wait and say that you are fine to Thor when he come back here.”

Your body was weak. So, you did what she said no matter how much you didn't want to. Your body was back in huge bed of Thor and she sat down to her chair once more. You closed your eyes again. The last thing you saw before closing your eyes was this young lady’s innocent blue eyes.

“I don’t know your name. Also, I don’t think that I have seen you in any time. How could you know me and my name?” you asked with curiosity. You know people around here but you never saw this young lady. You wondered who she was.

“I came last week. I am new in here.” Her voice is pure like water flowing from a waterfall which makes people calming. “And I know you because all other women talks about everything in their free time including you who works for both Thor and Loki.” She chuckled by surprising you. “And you got my attention because you are at my age and you are human too. That’s why I know you well.”

“Oh,” This was the first thing you said after her speech. Actually, you didn’t know what to say because the last human you saw here was a very old man who is believer for Odin and came here to live the rest of his life in peace in a place where Odin lives. You spoke with him for once. It was odd to see another human who is literally at your age. It is clearly seems that you and this young lady will have a good friendship in the future. You smiled, “And can I learn your name?”

“It is Grace. My name is Grace.” She said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you Y/n.”

“The pleasure is mine.”

―――

“How is she?”

You heard a light voice. The voice belongs to the God of Thunder, Thor. He came finally. You opened your eyes. They are better than before. Your eyes and entire body rested well. You saw darkness of the night. You wondered how many hours did you sleep. Before Grace have to say anything, Thor saw your eyes looking at him and approached towards you, “How do you feel?”

You lifted your body off the bed. Grace and Thor who are helping you to get out of bed said nothing. You were grateful because you spent so many times in bed doing nothing. It was time to get up. After all, you had not any physical injury. There was no need to stay in Thor’s bed either. You smiled a little to Thor and Grace, “I am fine. Thank you for both of your helps.”

You managed to stand up even though your feet were a little wobbly due to not being used for a long time. You looked at the God with grateful eyes. Yo knew that he never had to help you even if the one who hurt you was his brother. None of your business concerns Gods. They have their own world and a little weak human like you can not be part of it. You believe that in your own way but attitude of Thor and Loki was starting to break this belief a little. You shook your head when Loki’s name came to your mind. You don’t want think about him.

You smiled again and bowed to Thor a little bit, “Thank you so much. You didn’t need to help me. I would take care of myself. But you did anyway and I am grateful.” Thor looked at you in silence. He was calculating something in his mind, you guessed. Then, he said to Grace, “Leave us alone.” Grace stood there for a second to understand why he wanted her to go. You wondered too. Leaving alone with another son of Odin made your heart beat in both curiosity and worry. Will he say something like Loki did? Maybe he doesn’t want to see you again too. Maybe your times in Asgard come to an end finally.

Grace left the room. She looked at you with innocent eyes one more time before leaving and you appreciated her presence. She is a new friend for you, yes, but you can’t deny relaxing feelings she gives you. You feel better knowing you have a human like you in Asgard.

Thor walked slowly to the large windows of his room. From his windows, you clearly see beauty of Asgard. The fact that you love this place hit you and you were more curious about the words that would come out of his mouth. So, you went to his side in silence. You looked at his imposing body. He is embodiment of power. He really looks like Odin. Not strong as him, not charismatic and imposing as him, but it seemed like he will become superior version of Odin. Thor and Loki’s first difference was this; their outside appearances. Thor is looking like a God who has the power of a giant animal. His face is the kind that warms the heart as well as tough-looking. He is not very clever though. However, he really shows how much power a God has with his mighty body. Also, he looks warm. He looks warm towards other creatures.

On the other hand, Loki is cold looking. He is smarter than Thor, clearly, but he is not warm as Thor. He mostly looks others in disgust. It was very unlikely that he would find reasoning in the opinions of other people other than him. He does not like to hold back his dominance along with his own power and authority. But Loki is kinder and more polite than Thor. Also, Loki’s outside appearance looks weaker than Thor but you know that both of them have great power thanks to being Gods.

Thor’s voice pulled you out of deep thoughts and into reality, “I saw what my brother did to you.” He took a deep breath. “I know he is not someone who gets along well with others but your situation was different.” You looked at him while trying to understand what he meant by ‘different’. He looked at you too. His blue eyes seemed to shine with the light of the night. “I am not a clever God, I admit that.” You would laugh at this if the situation was not serious. “But I can clearly see the relationship between you and Loki.”

Tilting your head slightly to the right, you said, “I don’t understand what you are trying to say.”

“I am trying to say that Loki has a special interest in you.” He said.

“Yes I know that.”

Thor frowned. You can see his confused expression. “My lord, I know Loki has a special interest in me but I think his interest came to an end.” Thor’s confused expression stayed same after your speech. You know that he does not understanding any of these. So, you decided to leave his room. You approached to the door by saying, “I need to go my lord. I have works to do tomorrow. If you want to add something,” You turned to him, “I am listening.”

He stayed in his place, “I don’t think you understood me correctly.” He said. “Loki, my brother, has special interest in you.” He stressed the word ‘special’ in order to convey its importance to you. You began to listen more carefully this time. You need to know what Thor will say next.

God approached to you with heavy steps. When he stood right in front of you, you gulped. He is really strong.

“This special interest is not a normal one like he had towards others. I mean he is really really and really has a special interest in you.”

You hold your breath. Is he trying to say Loki has some feelings for you? But your mind refused this idea immediately. He can not have feelings for you. He wants you to not bother him anymore. He doesn’t want to see you. Never. You said, “My lord, you are making a mistake. Loki doesn’t want to see me again –“

“Because he is afraid.” He said excitedly, interrupting you. You were surprised by the increase in the tone of his voice from excitement. “He is afraid of what?” You asked in curiosity. Your voice has lightened up too.

“Afraid of being in love with you.”

love, rose. ♡  

[bitchapalooza]

Hetalia actor AU(yes, inspired by the BNHA actor AU specifically)

• Alfred and Matthew are irl twins that got their start in acting as children. They both at first tried out for the roles of Northern and Southern Italy but they were seen to be better fits for the North American brothers. That and their Italian accents were not the best. No one cared they have an Italian uncle. Literally no one asked them. In fact their bad accents prompted the casting list to go more international faster than it already was. They both look exactly the same without the addition of the cowlick or ahoge so it's pretty good Matthew grew his hair out for this role. Otherwise they'd constantly have to correct everyone like they used to in the other shows they worked on.

• Arthur thought he was auditioning for the newest James Bond movie but turns out his agent tricked him. Arthur ended up liking it however and stayed. He managed to drag his son Peter in to audition for the role of Sealand, as Peter wanted to get into acting in something bigger than school plays. His character may be annoyed by his son's character but irl you can catch Arthur being a loving and caring father. Peter however is embarrassed to be around him, just as many kids are to their parents. Arthur is much more relaxed than the character he plays. And Peter isn't as annoying as Sealand is. He's actually always on his phone or doing homework when not working.

• Francis did not know a lick of English when he auditioned. He went into this blind. And yet he got the part after staying up 3 nights in a row beforehand listening to the Google translated script(from English to French and back) to memorize it that way. Presently he may be on par with a 10 year old's basic knowledge of English but that doesn't stop him from frequently speaking only French on set when no one else but Yao and half the writing staff understand him. He even only does his interviews in French because WHY put effort into a second language??? Y'all he's the epitome of lazy.

• Ivan is the prankster on set. He teams up with Kiku, Basch, Peter, Alfred, and Mathias very frequently to prank everyone else in the cast. He also purposefully messes up his lines when his character is being creepy. He'll say the weirdest shit while in the most intense scenes. During the magical pipe of pain scene, Ivan caused almost 20 retakes because he kept making bad innuendos causing everyone to lose their shit. He's the exact opposite of his character.

• Roderich really is a former pianist and former child actor coming back to acting because gosh he missed it. He's actually SUPER irresponsible with his money despite the character he plays. The first paycheck from the show he spent on a bulk of 200 rubber ducks just so he could set them up in his bedroom on his and his wife's 3rd anniversary. All for a chuckle. And to get a use out of them. That was an impulse buy. And he does not regret it. The scenes where Austria is playing the piano really is Roderich playing it, and he asks there to be almost no sound editing to those takes whatsoever. He's extremely forgetful so the staff has resorted to sticky noting his lines into the scene then green screening it out later. He's a good actor but someone help this man's poor memory.

• Timo basically already was Finland before ever auditioning. His friends already called him the dad of their group to begin with. He's a sweet guy and he bakes cookies and other sweets the night before just to bring them in to the set the next morning for not just the cast but the entire film crew too; he has two ovens for this and really knows how to speed bake. He just wants to make sure everyone's morning is as good as his own is. He's just a darling. Everyone is glad Berwald recommended Timo for the part of Finland and even happier that he got the role.

• Gilbert is a brunette with brown eyes irl so no one recognizes him without the white wig or red contacts. Fans meet him and are like "You remind me of that Prussia guy from Hetalia! You'd make a great cosplay of him!" and he just accepts it every time by this point. Every convention he goes to, every interview he does he is in costume. At least he isn't constantly bombarded by fans like Ludwig or Ivan are.

• Feliciano is a very mature and professional guy despite the bubbly and goofy character he plays. Feliciano does have his relaxed and fun moments though, learning to let go from his time acting as North Italy. He's a really pleasant guy to be friends with but it can be a little tough to break through his shell. He's kind of shy, different from North Italy's friendly nature.

• Lovino is a nice guy. He's kind but not super kind, but also not an asshole. He does a lot a Instagram live streams after episode recordings, mostly of him hanging out with the other actors. He and Feliciano get along well but Lovino tends to hang around Ludwig more because he feels so bad for how he screams at him and insults him on set, even though its purely for the show. He apologizes immediately after filming is finished.

• Ludwig is pretty orderly but he isn't exactly mature. He's the one to recite bad jokes and puns to everyone, his favorites being dad jokes. No one likes this. At all. He's a fun loving guy that everyone can get along with. He has fun acting. He's very grateful Gilbert pointed him in the direction of the auditions.

• Kiku is glad his very first acting gig will probably be one of his most successful and popular. He's freshly graduated from college and completely chaotic. He's got a degree in business he's never going to use. He collects weird Japanese products as well as gifting them to his coworkers every Christmas without fail. He once walked into Ivan's trailer and tossed a whole bag of hard boiled eggs at him and ran off. The eggs all had individual faces drawn onto them. Ivan still does not know why he did this and he's honestly too afraid to ask at this point.

• The actor for Chibitalia also plays chibi Romano! His name is Emilio and he's Lovino's nephew. Emilio is a sweetie that pretty much stole everyone's heart. He loves working on the show, especially when he gets to curse and not get in trouble for it.

• Holy Roman Empire's actor was originally a kid who had no prior experience in acting neither had he really been near a camera before. He ended up freezing up his first day. He was recasted by Ludwig's son Otto, especially since Otto had been around a film set dozens of times before. The dad jokes really escalated once Otto was brought on set....

This is all I'm going to do for now without the post getting too long. Plus I'm tired and have a headache. But I really wanted to get this out lol I spent 3 hours figuring this all out with a really bad glaucoma headache please at least appreciate this for my eyes' sake lmao