#answers this 10 years later

[mtwiind]

@feufist asked:

would you stop staring at me?

zoning out was what kaku was actually doing, staring into the void of nothingness basically--but he snapped out of it the moment that he heard the other's voice and glanced away.

"hmm? oh! sorry about that.." he said softly as he took hold of his drink that was once set upon the table in front of him. swirling the liquid a few times he took a drink, going back to that void once more, though not gazing at the man anymore.

maybe going to a bar wasn't the best idea for the man. but fuck if he didn't need this.

[theacecouple]

10 Years

Our 10 year anniversary is coming up next week, and we're planning to record a podcast episode to discuss the life changes and milestones we've experienced together!

If we also did a lil Q&A, what questions do you have for an Asexual (ace-ace) married couple of a decade?

Leave a note or drop us an ask!

[simplydnp]

What connection? 👀

(context)

dan's reason for going to phil's in manchester while in uni was doing his laundry there 💞

[mystic-warriors]

If you be his friend he’ll occasionally summon Whistar for you 🥺🥺

It’s ok, I already have a whisper, but I didn’t have a you so that makes this medal pretty special!

[ra-vio]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[umbralaether]

"Finally, food" for the prompt list, please!

Dearest G'raha,

The longing I feel for you and Lu'elle has only grown with the distance between us. Linkpearl is not enough, I want you here by my side. This place… it is beautiful.

You should be here seeing this for the first time, too.

She lets the pen hit the table. She decided against letters, knowing they'd take much too long to reach him, so a journal would have to do. He had even gotten her a brand new one, marked special for this occasion. Write down what you see, what you experience, and I will see it through your eyes.

Yet here she was, writing a letter anyway. She sighs. How to put into words all the new things she’d seen just in Tuliyollal alone? The beach, the history, the temple… all such glorious sights that not even her words could do them justice.

He had made it clear to her before she left that he did not mind staying behind with their daughter. If fortune should favor him, he’d be able so visit with her soon. It was only temporary, that they’d be apart. Yet the moment she got on the ship, she missed them both terribly.

Her musing is interrupted by the waiter, returning with her food, “Here we are! The taco trio— one fish, one vegetarian, and one of seasoned meat!”

Eisha looks up as the waiter delivers her food. Her stomach growls loudly; she’d forgotten for a moment just how hungry she was— it had been a quite the hike to see all the sights Wuk Lamat wanted them to see, and after Bakool Ja Ja had crushed their first attempt at these tacos, she was ready to see what the fuss was all about.

"Ah, finally. The long awaited tacos, thank you!" she replies, flashing her Warrior of Light grin. He nods, and leaves her to her food.

Before her sat three steaming corn shells stuffed to the brim. She tries the seafood first, the flaky fish melting against her tongue. The tangy slaw of cabbage on top brought it all together, and she crunched through the first one quickly.

The second one had a seasoned bean base, warm and hearty. It was accompanied by fresh lettuce, spicy salsa, and a melted cheese. This one was a bit messier than the others, leaving lots of pieces on the plate.

The last one had spicy shredded meat and was topped with fresh herbs, pickled onions, and a crumbly cheese. This type was what most of the other patrons had ordered.

With only the scraps of the meal left, she carefully jots down the finer details of each taco. If she is going to try all the food stands here, she will need an accurate record of everything she tries.

Its not the only thing she writes, though. She continues the letter to her beloved.

I will show you this place as soon as I can. In the meantime, I will seek out the best spots to see and the best places to eat. I will wine and dine you all across Tural, to thank you for making the sacrifice to stay home with our little treasure.

~ Your dearest Eisha

[lindira]

I just saw a LadBible video on Facebook where this guy had an antique mustache curler that you heat over a candle then use like a curling iron on your mustache. And my immediate thought was that Dorian ABSOLUTELY has one of those.

[crispyfishsticks]

Asking what Jeih smells like is probably a bad idea, but I'm asking about him anyway.

Locks don’t really have a noticeable smell, but I suppose if you stuck your nose up to one it’d probably the smell like cold with a touch of ozone. In Jeih’s early days you’d probably smell iron and copper and whatnot depending on the number of people he ate beforehand.  

When he’s in a borrowed body he likes to be clean and fresh and vaguely citrus-sweet. It’s a light summery, uplifting scent.   

[just-french-me-up]

You are a Tumblr celebrity to me. The impact your Grantaire textposts had on me, age fourteen, cannot be overstated

This is a badge of honour I shall wear till the day I die

[1-800-i-ship-it]

scooby dooby blu where are you

im in link click and orv hell xD

about to visit arcane hell soon...

where are you 👀

[exoscreamsoda]

i know next season is supposed to be lestat focused (and im currently having a breakdown imagining him as a rockstar) but i would give ANYTHING to see a glimpse of how louis and armand were living in the current age before they invited their couple therapist. theres no way they figured out how to use the internet to its full potential. did rashid come over one day to set up their wifi and then ended up their little henchman. are their man snacks found on craigslist or something. armand said he didnt want daniel there so i can only imagine louis was annoying him 24/7 while he was trying to read on his kindle in peace 💀 the way louis is so adamant about getting this book made makes me think he was watching tv and one of those reality shows that covers old musicians came on and he saw lestat and started tweaking because no way did he think about old man dan's book out of no where

[sleepingfancies]

hello it is the uninvited you said u can talk about Raphael's complexities for hours. please do i want to know about this GUY <3

hiii i'm late to this but YAYYYYY thank u sm for asking about My Guy >:3 complexities under the tag for length

Raphael (23) is the eldest of six children. Since Raphael was six years old, he's helped take care of his younger siblings one by one. He does love them dearly, but a large part of him also resents how his life was dedicated to being the "third parent." He's held his tongue out of gratitude, given the hardships his parents fought through trying to raise them, but that's really only served to let his resentment simmer. His relationship with his parents is tense at best because of it. It hurts his mother in particular to see him distance himself, and truthfully Raphael hopes it keeps hurting. Despite that, whenever his siblings - or indeed anyone around him - needs help or comfort or protection, he will always be there at a moment's notice. By now, it's an instinct he can't ignore. Being of service to others while also being their guiding or protecting hand is the way he was taught how to love.

Raphael's mother Rikke became a household name when she exposed new biotechnology being quietly developed in her home country (Nattenheim) to the neighboring country (and planned future recipient of said biotechnology) of Teothe. The developmental methods of the technology kickstarted a civil war in Nattenheim, and the scandal ended all trade and diplomatic relations with Teothe. Her partner Florian helped her flee to his home in Teothe for refuge, but they remained unsafe from assassination attempts for a decade afterwards all the same. Raphael was both conceived and born during this timeframe, making his first five years of life deeply unstable and full of uncertainty. He does not remember having a safe home in which he could just be a child until he was six, by which time he became the "third parent" almost immediately.

Raphael, being his mother's spitting image, cannot escape association with "Rikke the Traitor" or "Rikke the Savior" no matter where he goes. Every person he meets is immediately aware of his connection to Rikke, and judgments frequently follow that awareness. As a result, he bases his presentation largely around what people think of his mother. If they believe she is a traitor, then Raphael plays up being dishonest, selfish, even outright cruel. If they believe she is a savior, then Raphael presents himself as selfless, honorable, and gentle-hearted. This might seem like loyalty to his mother, but in actuality, he just throws on whatever veneer "validates" any one person's judgment of him. Very few people actually "know" Raphael, given how much of his public behavior is a front.

To the above point: Raphael is, at his core, desperately attention starved. He craves recognition like his life depends on it. If someone believes his mother is a traitor with no morals, he will lean into that belief to guarantee that he is equally reviled, because that promises attention. He does not fear being disliked, because he can always get some measure attention from people who find him annoying or unlikable. He pursues goals, passions, and people he believes can satiate his attention needs with obsessive fervor. If he fails to achieve them (or god forbid loses them to another's efforts), he can become deeply bitter and even violently jealous. Raphael wants to be lauded, wants to be wanted, wants to be cherished, wants to be noticed, wants to be the specialest person in the room to something or somebody at all times. He does not care how he gets that or who or what he gets it from. He is someone prone to insanely toxic relationships that he charges headlong into, or corrupt workplaces where he can undercut others to get recognized. By the same token, though, he is also perfectly at home in a deeply loving relationship with a steady partner, or in a workplace where he can feel fulfilled helping others and be regularly thanked for it, such as emergency medical services. He has made his personality and standards very malleable in order to slot into whatever niche best rewards him with attention.

Whether an acquaintance or a close friend, everyone knows that Raphael is vain. Of course, he wouldn't describe it that way so much as that he's "meticulous" about his appearance. He takes great care of his hair in particular, but preens quite diligently in general. The point of this (though he isn't aware of it) is still an attempt at recognition. Styling himself is the easiest way to get attention, after all. If he can be the prettiest man in the room, the most fuckable person at the grocery store, the cleanest and shiniest person in the chapel, then people are paying attention to him exclusively. In fact, calling Raphael "plain" or "boring" or "dull" are probably the most surefire ways to making a permanent adversary of him. He will never, ever accept the implication that he is in any way mediocre or average. He can't accept that in others, let alone himself.

In Nattenheim culture, the number, style, and fastener-of-choice of braids a person has are all communicative of various social aspects such as marital status, profession, and class. Raphael almost exclusively wears his hair in one long, singular braid fastened with a dull tie at the ends. Due to its simplicity, this style has no translation in Natten culture. It is essentially communicating that the wearer has no identity.

Raphael's insecurities get the better of him in ways he can't always control. His fear of being replaced, forgotten, or growing irrelevant constantly gnaws at his subconscious, and it is a powerful beast. If he feels that his companionship or work is slowly being edged out of relevance by another's, he can fly into irrational and accusatory behavior in a blink. Without intervention or reassurance, it can become devastating fallout. Raphael never wants to hurt or scare people he cares about, but he just doesn't have the skill to calmly communicate how terrified he is of being replaced, forgotten, or made irrelevant. He has burned quite a few bridges this way, all of which he deeply regrets. He knows all he can do is apologize when he comes down from his state of panic, and accept if or when that apology doesn't grant him forgiveness. He genuinely wants to be a better person, but he has no idea where to start. A part of him thinks it's probably too late to improve.

Raphael would not be able to answer the question of "who are you" with anything besides his name. If asked about hobbies, passions, even personality traits, Raphael would struggle to provide an answer. If asked about childhood memories, he wouldn't be able to describe any that did not include his siblings or watching his parents fear for their lives. He has spent most of his life either playing the role of the responsible eldest child and protective big brother, or being a mirror of others' perceptions of him. He refutes vulnerability on instinct. He doesn't necessarily fear it, but he cannot afford to risk it with the wrong person. Not when his family relies on him, and not when "being himself" could also risk losing the invaluable attention that catering to people's expectations brings him.

Raphael is also, to some degree, a stanger in his own career. He joined a faction not because he believes in their beliefs or even cares about the work, but because it put the most distance between himself and his family. His joining was controversial and he was very nearly rejected, due to his mother's infamy. To avoid more scrutiny, he interacts very little with his coworkers. He is comfortable in his own company, which is perhaps the only saving grace for the situation. Isolation leaves him alone with his thoughts and feelings, isolation makes him bored, isolation makes him crave attention more and more. Most of his coworkers don't know him as anything beyond "the guy who stays out of the way," but Raphael's more destructive tendencies are always just around the corner.

Though very few people have seen it, Raphael is remarkably - even startlingly - different in private vs in public. His fronts in crowded public spaces are often loud and flirtatious, impossible to ignore and easy to be annoyed by. He brushes off criticism as easily as he charms strangers into becoming friends, all while ensuring he's the focal point of every eye in the room. One-on-one in public, he comes across as anything he wants you to believe he is. Shallow, generous, vapid, mean, funny, shy. Whatever he thinks you want him to be. In private, though, the facade drops. He's far more subdued, softspoken, and patient. He seems exhausted, even if he manages to keep up appearances with a smile at least. Particularly if he's caught off guard in private - if he wasn't expecting company - the difference seems like night and day. If asked about it, he won't acknowledge the difference. Depending on who he's speaking to in private, he can recover the facade quickly, though it's never quite the same as when he's fully prepared for a crowded room.

Despite it all, Raphael does very much want to have his own children someday! Aside from simply wanting to be a father, he wants to "do it right" as far as raising a child goes. He wants to be able to do it on his terms, with a person he chooses, with a home he establishes that is safe and quiet and comforting. He wants to give his kid the childhood he didn't get, the love and attention he just couldn't be provided, and the security he lacked in his early years. This is something that's deeply important to him, and not something he's ever discussed with anyone. He isn't sure he'll ever get it, or if he'd even be any good at it. He's worried he'd be too selfish, too insecure, too shallow. He's afraid he would end up traumatizing his child. These are worries he's never voiced aloud. Not even his parents are aware he wants to be a parent someday. He quietly mulls over whether or not he could do it - and whether it would just be kinder to let go of that desire rather than risk his problems overwhelming a kid - alone.

[sophiethewitch1]

I just read your spoiler for Mr Richard Grayson, and it is SO funny :))

How far ahead do you plan or outline or write your plot/things?

Me and the 2 thousand word www outline stare at you with tired eyes. I have at least 4 (probably 5) arcs planned and we've just finished the beginning of the first. I'm crying on the floor. But for real it's always about up to the ending that I have plotted which I am pretty atrocious at but like, I've never actually had to deal with that since I've never finished anything ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Still though I do most of my plotting ahead, there will often be random scenes that popup without my planning. The meeting of Red Hood was one such. I knew reader needed to be rescued somehow, but I didn't really think about it till I was actually writing it, and randomly got one of my favourite scenes in the fic :D

[doctorwhoisadhd]

so wait, since i was just reminded of the recorder thing donna talked about in the giggle, i now have a question for uk ppl: do yall learn the recorder in school? like in a music class? and like how much do yall have music class over there?

[soranker]

What’s the biggest emotional gut punch you’ve ever gotten from a show?

AHH i wish i had a good answer for this but i havent watched a lot of shows lately and im wracking my brain to remember if i had a strong reaction like that to anything i've watched in the past... ive def watched sad stuff that hit me in the heart but not enough to feel like a gut punch......

BAHA ok this gonna sound predictable but fr when i got to the end of volume 10 of trigun maximum i stopped reading for a couple of days LMFAOO T_T maybe even a week. i just reread that same chapter over and over again for a while lol

[wingheadshellhead]

your tagging system is a treasure, this blog is such a good archive of stuff to go through & the tags rly help - ty for all the years spent on this!!

thank you for acknowledging and enjoying my insanity <3