#anyways do not read this it's truly embarassing

[theoptimisticfatalist]

writing in which Abuto lives in my mind rent-free:

Abuto lost his left arm in Yoshiwara, and he just don't like the feeling of cold metal on his skin at night. On your skin at night.

Every night, whether or not you hit the sack at the same time or not, he hugs you in your sleep the same way you used to hold your plushies: it’s like a chokehold, grasping whatever he can. Sometimes he holds your hand. Sometimes you move in your sheets, and you hug him. Suffocate yourself in the mane that is his hair on purpose sometimes even.

He sleeps on the right side of the bed, and you on the left. Needless to say, there's a running joke between you two, where the "wrong side of the bed" is not so much a physical place, but instead a perpetual state. But what can you say? The man's got some sort of superpower to rise with the sun and you seem to be most lively when night falls.

But what you both know is that he did it on purpose: the first night you slept together, he asked if you could sleep by the window and was holding his arm with his other arm. The fake one with his real one.  There's his utilitarian reasoning, which makes perfect sense: it is totally possible that he'll swing his arms off in his sleep and those mercenary paychecks have to spread themselves. But knowing him well enough, his arm (or lack thereof) wants to hold you. Weird as it may sound, he'd rather hold you with one arm rather than let you feel the cold of metal touch your skin.

[scorpioriesling]

Hello! Do you think you're going to continue writing part 5 of " invisible strings" with eris? I really loved this series! Thank you

Invisible String - Part 5

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Pairing(s): Eris x reader

Warning(s): Please be advised; this part might not be suitable for all audiences. Proceed with caution.

Summary: You'd taken the nanny position for the royal family over a year ago, not expecting what would come of it or how close you'd grow to the child you cared for. Things became tough for Eris when his wife left him and his daughter, and he found it increasingly harder to raise Riley himself. He soon realizes, you've provided a lot more than the typical job description duties for his daughter... and maybe for him, too.

SR’s Note: My apologies, this took forever for me to finish writing for you all (I've had so much on my plate lately). This part IS SHORT, HOWEVER I'm literally already working on the next part and wanted to give you guys at least what I had done so you knew I was indeed working on it! Lol. I added in the advisory so that younger / uncomfortable readers won't read the series without knowing or expecting potential risks in content to come. For those who enjoy or look forward to content as such -- I hope you are excited! Nonetheless, I hope readers will enjoy this series that came to me in a dream one night. (; Much love to all.

Tags: @mellowmusings @talesofadragon @rcarbo1 @mandziaaa @lilah-asteria @a-frog-with-a-laptop @kitsunetori @dannul @velarisdusk @lamarmotta @paintedbyshadows @i-know-i-can @adventure-awaits13 @acourtofbatboydreams (inbox me or comment if you'd like to be added!)

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The Autumn Court experienced the changing seasons like any other in Prythian. Spring was still spring, there was still snow in the winter -- but, the current state of dreary, grayness that took over the sky and stretched beyond the court's borders was quite the contrast to a usual week in July.

Perhaps, it was a reflection of the inner turmoil seeded in those residing in the Forrest House.

"Y/N," Riley whines. "When will the sun come back?"

You sigh, wondering the same.

"I don't know Riles. I truly don't."

She huffs, her fingers reaching for her the mason jar sitting in the middle of the table. The wilting flower inside has lost the vibrant orange coloring on its petals from last week, now replaced with wilting brown ones.

"My flower is yucky with no sun on it." She frowns. You pat her head as she inspects the plant, your shoulders stiffening when you hear the front door open and close quietly.

"Daddyyyyy," Riley groans. "When is the sun coming out?" She trills, hopping off the dining room chair and making way for the front door. It seems she heard him come in too, as she makes her way toward the foyer.

The two of you had gone the entire week with as little communication as possible -- a whole lot of "yep"s and "mhm"s and nods and short debriefings. Since the whole closet incident from the week prior, you hadn't gotten the courage to talk with him again anyways; he'd been so cross with you, so irritated. Your cheeks heated at the thought, how embarassed you'd felt that night. The shame.

Honestly, the whole thing made you a bit angry.

You take a deep breath as footsteps approach, their hushed, mindless conversation drowned out by your own thoughts clouding your headspace. It's not until Eris is standing right in front of you that you come back to reality.

"Play tea party?"

You glance down, taking in the little one's innocent expression from down below. You give her a soft smile, looking to Eris quickly before returning her gaze.

"I'd be honored, dear -- would you go set it up? I'll come join you in a few minutes. Let me talk to your dad first." Riley nods, skipping down the hallway toward her bedroom. Eris looses a sigh, passing toward the kitchen island and leaning against it before looking to you again.

"So..." He says, folding his arms across his chest. You suck in a breath, prepared to hand it to him -- ask him what the Hell all that disrespect was for, what the deal is with the gowns, what was going on between the two of you, all of it.

But, your eyes catch on the wilting stem in the glass jar still sat on the table. You stall a moment, every angry thought in your head receeding like the tides when you consider what could be a more imortant topic of conversation in this very moment.

"So..." You begin, taking a step toward him. He watches you, his face expressionless, as you continue. "I... I've been thinking. Riley is, almost five, and... well, it is the last week of July..."

He simply nods, as though saying go on without saying it. You can't help but roll your eyes, stepping to stand right across from him in the space between the island and the kitchen counter.

"I think she should be enrolled in school."

His brow twitches at this, the most you've gotten from him all week. It's silent for longer than necessary, almost uncomfortable, so you start again.

"She's asking me things, Eris, that she needs a proper teacher for-"

"No."

You startle, blinking as his face returns to that look of emotionless stone.

"W-what?"

"I said no." He shrugs, staring you straight in the eye like it isn't negotiable.

"...Okay, well, I want you to hear me out." You say, trying to remain calm. "She wants to learn. She's inquisitive, and smart, and she-"

"I know she's smart." He cuts in. You huff, your brow furrowing.

"Eris, you're not even listening to me." You can't help the way your voice pitches, but his brows flatten into a straight line.

"I don't need to hear it, Y/N -- she has you. We can hire a teacher to come here if you want. But no, she isn't going to a public school where Gods know what could happen to her." He says, his low tone rising with each sentence.

You push off the counter, folding your arms across your chest. "She needs the social interaction with other kids her age, Eris. You can't keep her locked up in here-"

"I'm her father," he says angrily, leaning toward you. "I think I know, what she needs."

Once the words leave his mouth, his face softens as though he realizes what he's said and how he has acted. You stand still, your eyes wide as you stare up at him. Never has he acted so defensive, not even with the damned dresses -- but this, this was on a whole different level.

You watch as his expression changes from rage to pure worry, his concerned eyes searching yours in desperation. You can't help but look away, only glancing back when his fingers hesitantly reach for your arm.

"Y/N, I didn't mean-"

"Don't." You yank your shoulder back, sneering up at him. He drops his hand slowly, shaking his head as he fumbles for his words.

"I'm sorry Y/N. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that, I-"

"You're damned right, you shouldn't have." You said, glaring up at him through your brows. The lump in your throat only grew as you began to feel bad, practically kicking him while he was indeed apologizing.

Maybe he deserved it... a little.

You turned on your heel, making way for Riley's room. He could make dinner tonight. After all -- maybe some pretend tea would do you good.

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"I need to leave at first light for another trip with the guard."

It'd been a few days since you'd had it out with Eris, and maybe it was good you did; he'd been much more present, insisting on cooking, proving more when he was home, and being more involved with not just his daughter but you as well when he was home in the evenings... well, as much as you'd let him be. You hadn't entirely forgiven him yet, all things considered, and the incident from a few weeks ago hadn't even been mentioned, so the relationship was, awkward. To say the least.

"How long this time." You said it as plainly as you could, trying to ignore the burn of the firepoker upon your heart at the thought of him leaving again. You wished it didn't hurt so bad, wished it didn't effect you so much each time.

"Only three days. A quick trip to Spring and back." He nods assuringly, setting his pack on the dining table and looking to you. Nodding, you awkwardly run your hand along your arm, feeling a bit exposed under his intense gaze. This late in the evening, you knew he didn't tell Riley he'd be leaving (per usual) -- so she'd wake up tomorrow with that lovely realization.

"Ok." You chew on your bottom lip, and Eris sighs, stepping toward you. He reaches for your hand, but sensing your hesitation, he retracts. A look of sadness crosses his face before his eyes meet yours.

"Those dresses... in the closet." He murmurs. "They were Selene's." His jaw tightens at the name, and you swear you stop breathing. This was not the conversation you planned to have tonight.

"She... her family, they pass them down for tradition." He continues. "On her way out, she didn't really care to take them; I mean, she took just about everything else, but." He huffs a humorless laugh, but continues when you don't say anything.

"Anyway... I kept them because." He sighs, his head dropping before looking to you again. "You're right, Y/N. Riley is a very smart girl. One day, she is going to ask about her birth mother, and, well."

He shrugs. "I'm not going to have anything to show or give her that was hers." His gaze drops.

"The only thing I had left was those silly dresses from her side of the family."

Your heart clenches as though you can feel every ounce of sorrow he is feeling in that moment. You reach out, your hand caressing his cheek softly before you can think.

"Eris, I... I had no idea, really, I'm sorry-"

"Please, Gods don't apologize." His hand covers yours, his fingers wrapping around yours as he holds it against his cheek. "I know how it looks, and how it must have looked when you happened upon it." He sighs, his other hand reaching for your waist.

"It didn't help that I handled the situation poorly, either." He admits, sorrowfully looking into your eyes. You gaze up at him, your mouth twisting to the side. "I can't take it back, but I truly hope you can understand how sorry I am Y/N."

You step closer, closing the gap between the two of you as he pulls you into a firm embrace. His hand runs through the strands of your hair, a gentle reminder that everything might, just might, be okay.

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"Y/N! Another!"

Riley holds out an identical bloom to the one previously in the mason jar to you th efollowing day, her earlier sadness at her father's departure replaced with temporary glee.

"Oh wow! Look -- this one is very vibrant." You wink at her, continuing on the path back to the Forest House.

"Vi...bran...t." She sounds out, examining the stem in her hand. She dumped out the dead flower pre-garden walk, and surely will now want to replace it.

As the two of you approach the front door, you stoop down to grab the few pieces of mail collated there. One envelope of deep mohogany with gold embossing catches your eye -- but, you follow the little girl inside nonetheless and push the door closed.

"We put this in the cup?" She asks, already making way for the sink to gather more water for her jar. You set down the paper pile, giving her all your undivided attention.

"Of course dear," you say, helping her to sit on the counter and fill her jar from the sink. She places the new flower in the glass, beaming at its brilliancy.

"Yay!" She squeals, her little feet kicking with delight. You help her off the edge, carefully transporting the jar to the table where it sat prior.

"We make sure this one has sun," she insists. "So it won't be ugly."

You chuckle, returning to the mail pile and plucking the envelope from the top. Your intrigue only grows when you see it is adressed to Eris, Riley and you.

You don't waste another moment in tearing it open.

Scanning the page, you feel a new kind of excitement -- a flutter of hope in your heart, a surge of excitement through your veins. Every nerve ending is electric within you as your true joy grows, the passionate feeling inside deeper than what you thought you could explain before. You felt, like truly, what you said meant something. Someone cared what you said, and you'd been heard.

"Riley?" You called. Her little footsteps bounded into the room, a look of interest on her face as she took you in and the paper between your fingers.

"Uh huh?"

You grinned, telling her the wonderful knews.

"Your daddy signed you up for school next month, sweetie."

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[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Hey so i have been watching way of the house husband lately so can i ask for some girls with a house husband s/o thanks anyway love too read your stuff

(Genshin Impact/GFL) Sara, Eula, Rosaria, Springfield, AK-15, RO635, and UMP9 with a House Husband S/O

I feel the masculine urge to love and adore my wife. "Today's the day...we got to take your balls away."

Sara honestly doesn't know how to react to her S/O lovingly taking care of things back at home.

She's used to servants and whatnot doing so, but not her own lover.

It made her feel...weird.

(S/O) "Hey, welcome home, Sara! Dinner's about to be ready!"

(Sara) "...T-Thank you."

Sara never fails to be flustered seeing such basic acts of kindness. It made her feel like a normal person rather than a military general.

But she did not hate it, not by a longshot.

She also makes sure to not let any word of her home life. Sure there were security reasons but honestly? It'd just make her feel embarassed.

Here stood Inazuma's general, the Raiden Shogun's second in command, getting all blushy because her S/O made her a cute dinner.

Eula is also in the camp of "not used to being treated with love."

Again, she was used to servants doing these sorts of menial tasks, but S/O did not seem to mind.

It wasn't entirely strange, since gender roles for these kinds of things was quite the old way of thinking, even for the Lawrence clan.

But it weirded her out more because she just wasn't used to having meals made for her, or any type of thing done for her.

(Eula) "Dinner is great tonight, thank you S/O. Remind me to cook for you as well, lest I have my ven...-"

She gives up halfway, seeing S/O's confused expression.

(Eula) "N-Nevermind. Thank you."

She doesn't mention this to others mostly for her pride.

But it was also she wanted this part of S/O to herself.

(Rosaria) "Thanks."

Rosaria had not felt this type of love in a very long time.

She knew for a fact she would never be used to S/O being at home for her.

But she was grateful. S/O was always there at night to provide her a meal and bandaging for her wounds.

They were concerned of course, but she wasn't bombarded by questions of what she was doing or why she was injured.

It was less being submissive and more S/O trusting her. And that meant more than any meal cooked to Rosaria.

The least she could do is return that trust, even if it made her feel anxious.

She still encourages S/O to get out and do some of their own hobbies as well. The last thing she wants to do is confine them. This is the city of freedom after all.

POWER COUPLE

Admittedly, Springfield is a stay-at-home kind of wife herself, so her and S/O get along swimmingly!

The two work with the other T-Dolls at the cafe and are jokingly teased about being an old couple already with the way they act.

The two are always seen together smiling, their homely natures working to great effect at making others relax in their presence.

(Springfield) "Hm, am I cooking dinner tonight S/O, or are you?"

It's a constant battle at home of who will spoil the other, and the two unfortunately do not care about their PDA antics, meaning other T-Dolls and humans will have to suffer in their lovey-dovey presence.

May god (or the Omnissiah) have mercy on anyone in their vicinity, because Springfield and S/O certainly won't.

15 stopped asking S/O why they did the things they did a long time ago.

She did not need to eat, the Dorms were usually pretty clean, and she truly had no preference for a bath, considering T-Dolls were not made for water.

Yet S/O offered it anyways. It was clear they were being polite, and it was appreciated.

(AK-15) "...S/O, your actions make no sense to me at all. But...it is appreciated. If it would make you happy, I suppose I can accept at least a meal."

15 was the type of woman to not like anything pointless being done, but she could tell there was a purpose with what S/O was doing.

They loved her. That was reason enough.

She could at least understand that.

And...it made her happy. She didn't even know she could blush before S/O offered her a meal for the first time.

But her death glare comes back if anyone remotely teases her or S/O.

Usually, RO was the type to bend over backwards for her subordinates and higher ups.

So it was a nice change of pace having someone do so for her. Something RO is eternally grateful for.

She makes sure to always thank them and appreciate their company as her stress melts away the moment she comes into a hug from S/O.

(S/O) "Busy day again?"

(RO635) "SOPMOD found the strangest place to stick her head in, and a horde of animals escaped the rescue station..."

(S/O) "The usual then?'

(RO635) "The fact this is "usual" should really say something about how we operate as a base..."

No living soul ever knows about her with S/O, as her usual professional demeanor completely vanishes the second she steps through their door.

Unfortunately for her, T-Dolls are not really "alive" by a technical definition.

Which is to say, M16A1 and SOPMOD tease the absolute hell out of her and S/O.

(UMP9) "Honey, I'm home!~"

UMP9 completely embraces S/O's tendency to be a stay-at-home.

One of her desires was to have a real family anyway, so this was just one step ahead!

She glomps her S/O everytime she comes back from a mission, ready to accept a meal, a bath, and S/O.

UMP9 makes sure to give back in the relationship so they know it isn't one sided.

She also could not care less of who sees them together acting like the most stereotypical couple.

She loves every single second of it.

(UMP9) "Do you think we can order an apron to really get the effect going, S/O? I'm sure the Commander wouldn't mind ordering one for me!"

[carlossainzwho]

love is embarassing

before i even go on about this fic, can i just say how RELATABLE this song is? it hits you right in the guts (which i think why her album was established but eh). BUT THIS SONG IS SUCH A BOP!!

ANYWAY

PART 3 Y'ALL!!

pairing/s: carlos sainz x ex!reader

warnings: swearing and 100% not proof-read (and i'm proud of it), mentions of crucifying :')

part one | part two | part three

I told my friends you were the one After I'd known you like a month And then you kissed some girl from high school And I stayed in bed for like a week When you said space was what you need Waited by my phone like a goddamn fool

All of your friends gushed over your new boyfriend - carlos sainz jr, so hot, so rich, so handsome. y/n reckoned it was true love from the very beginning.

but then of course.

another girl seemed so much more interesting to him!

but he told you

that he was stressed, needed more time alone and wanted some space.

y/n was such an idiot

for even thinking that he would come back to her

with welcome arms

And now it don't mean a thing God, love's fucking embarrassing Just watch as I crucify myself For some weird second string Loser who's not worth mentionin' My God, love's embarrassing as hell

how, how, how?

had y/n done something so fucking stupid?

she'd told all her friends

'he's mine, he's the one for me'

but god

y/n would crucify herself

if it meant that all of the stupid stuff she had done would get rid of itself

and all that would be left of her would be nothing but the flames her and carlos' relationship had gone down in.

love sticks onto you like superglue

and my god

it was mortifying

And I consoled you while you cried Over your ex-girlfriend's new guy My God, how could I be so stupid? You found a new version of me And I damn near started World War III Jesus, what was I even doing?

he would never shut up about her, how maria got a new guy

so

damn

quickly

and y/n was there for him, every step of the way

she made him into the person he is today

yet it meant nothing

he found someone better

hotter

prettier

not even words could explain how hurt she was

she tried to pretend like she didn't care

until she truly realised she really didn't care

Yeah, yeah, I give up, give up I give up everything I'm plannin' out my wedding With some guy I'm never marryin' I'm givin' up, I'm givin' up But I keep comin' back for more

your heart always skipped a beat whenever carlos asked you to get ready, that you two would be going out.

perhaps, you thought, he'll go down on one knee

and you two would be happy forever, making a family and being happy together

but it never happened

and it never will

y/n gave up

she put down everything for him

but she wanted what she deserved

and she wasn't letting go so easily

note:

she tried to pretend like she didn't care

until she truly realised she really didn't care

yep, i got it from isa's tiktok!

anyway, thanks so much! lemme know if u guys are up for a part 4, and if so, what GUTS song? i love you guys, thank you!

[ash-arts-but-sinful]

Bro how do u feel P would act w a shy lover,, like I love physical contact whether it’s sexual or not but I will not for the life of me initiate it, i get way too embarassed 😭 I love what everyone writes abt P but I can never fully imagine it happening bc I’m not one to take charge at all 💔💔💔 he’s so pretty I love him holy shit!!!

Also how have u been doing?? :3 I’m so excited for the DLC and sequel I can’t wait for more Pino content

I’m working real hard on my AU notes, art, and the discord stuff which is why I’ve been so quiet here, sorry about that! But I am SO EXCITED FOR THE DLC I WANT MORE OF MY BOY I’M ON MY KNEES MAN I’M AAAAAUUUUGGGGHHHH- because of the art work I’m wondering if we’ll be eaten by a whale or something cause that a lot of ships???

Yes, I am in pretty much the same boat as you anon so I’ll try to do us both Justice 🫡

Despite being with him for a while you can’t help your shy nature, especially when it comes to him. Sure, when he gets back from his excursions in Krat you’ll fret over him, make sure he’s okay and unharmed, but no matter how much you want to sweep him into your arms you just can’t do it.

You’ve confided in Sofia about it before and she, of course, suggested you just tell him. Everybody knew Pinocchio wasn’t the best with social cues, not yet anyway, but once he’s told what’s what he catches on fast. So, you listen to Sophia because, as ironic as it is, honesty is the best policy in this moment.

It’s easy to track him down, an embarassed apology spilling from your lips as you explain your problem. “I would love to give you affection, but the my shyness wins over too often to count.” He listens intently as he always does and you finish your rambling off with a hesitant, “Does that makes sense?”

He nods, you heave a sigh of relief.

From then on Pinocchio is there to initiate almost any form of affection, truly taking what you said to heart. It’s clear very fast that he’s either been asking Venigni for advice or he’s been reading through the romance section of the library because by the time he’s leaving again your hand is in his and pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles as he gives his farewell. It leaves you red faced as you stutter out your own goodbye.

When he returns he doesn’t hesitate to sweep you into his arms, hugging you tightly and spinning you in a quick circle before placing you gently back down.

On more than one ocassion he’s snuck up behind you and wrapped you into a tight hug, pressing you firmly into chest and nuzzling his face into your hair. He’s also managed to scare the life out of you when he does it which always results in apologetic butterfly kisses.

Speaking of kisses, everytime Pinocchio kisses you it never fails to leave you flustered. On the brightside, it’s never a surprised so you’re always fully prepared when his cool lips gently press to yours. The cherry on top? Everytime you part you can gaze into his beautiful blue eyes as looks at you with all the love the world.

[crepuskin]

you're in my memories tonight, Master Crepus. (i sincerely hope that comes off fondly/nostalgically, and not in a creepy way!)

weed always gets me reminiscing for whatever reason (don't worry, it's legal where i am). if i have a truly indulgent amount, it puts me in a fuzzy headspace that feels similar to a lot of my positive memories of Mond.

there's a specific memory in my mind tonight. i'm not sure if you recall the same, but i'll tell the story just in case. writing in character from here on out.

it was a bone-chilling and miserable winter day, the ground covered with wet snow to knee height. i was roughly thirteen and returning from my very first solo expedition, the one i'd been near hysterics over getting approval for. and as i was trudging through Windrise, my boots starting to soak through and my hair falling from its updo to stick to my sweaty, wind-burned face and my weighty pack listing to one side, i saw the edge of the Winery vineyards. i knew i was meant to be returning to Headquarters to fill in my report, but it was so cold and my legs were burning and i was chomping at the bit to gloat at Kaeya and Diluc about my expedition.

i promised myself i would only stop in to warm up and chat for a short while, and headed up to the Manor door. as i'd expected, Diluc and Kaeya hung on every word of my story about the trip. i was on cloud nine recounting the tiniest of details and fudging the grandeur of my experience. and then Miss Adelinde offered us cocoa, and you hummed a tune while flipping through a book, and the fireplace kept the room bathed in orange heat. it would be more than enough to lull me into a doze even now, let alone then.

and doze i did, my head drooped over to rest on top of Kaeya's. and after a blurry amount of warm time, you wrapped me in your strong arms and carried me into a spare bedroom, tucked me under the covers, and kissed the top of my head. i kept my eyes shut and my breaths even through the entire thing. if you remember this night at all, i suspect you never realized i'd woken up.

i apologize for keeping the secret all this time. i felt so comforted and cared for in that moment, a sense of love and security i can't recall the last time i recieved from my own parents. i suppose i worried that the moment would end and the spell would break if i revealed i was awake.

thank you for filling in for some of my parents' gaps.

and when i woke properly the next morning i was so ashamed of missing my check-in at the Ordo that i fled the Winery like it was infested, and i apologize for that as well. my embarassment at my training failure was no excuse for how snappy i became with you all that morning.

no longer writing in character, anyway, DAMN there's memories in the weed pen. this keeps happening to me with jean. i hope you enjoyed hearing my reminiscing, apologies if it's a little vent-y (haha. vent-y, Venti, either that's actually funny or its just 4am).

Thanks for reading if you've made it this far.

-@dandelionkinspace

I appreciate you taking the time to write so much, it paints a clear picture of your memories; it's always nice to recall these things.

The detail makes me feel like I can recall this. Maybe I'm just imagining it. But I do remember who I was as a person and this sounds a lot like me and the kind of things I'd do.

I remember, during the colder months, we'd have the fireplace going. Different decor would be scattered everywhere. My boys would go out and play in the snow while I stayed inside doing paperwork until my eyes were hazy. And then I'd take a break to play in the snow too. I enjoyed taking the occasional break and participating in silly little games.

Adelinde, the poor gal, she'd get so fussy because all of us would drag the snow back inside. Trust and believe she was yanking my ear with a "Crepus!" (I adore her!) She was so caring and lovely even if she was a little rigid with the rules.

As for Jean, I remember her being a close friend of both Kaeya and Diluc. I was (kind of) friends with the family too. So, there were definitely some strong bonds there. I remember Jean teaching Diluc to wish on dandelions. Told him that the seeds carried the secrets on the wind and that they'd make their way to Barbatos.

Speaking of Diluc, but he was very energetic as a child and I am absolutely shocked by how 😐😑😐 he is in game. He was a fireball!

(Sorry for getting sidetracked! I start rambling and include everything that pops into my brain!)

I saw Jean as family and treated her as such.

[solarsleepless]

hello all

welcome back the kristy thomas autism analysis, where i'm rewatching the show and writing down her autistic traits as i see em (as well as noting any neurodiverse traits in the other girls). here's part 1 and part 2 if you haven't seen em.

without further ado, let's get into this

Episode 3

more of kristy hyperfixating on business and the club in general, reading the frickin art of war simply to find a way to beat the competition

not picking up that she should absolutely wait until her client's given birth before calling/texting her. lack of social tact

throughout the show, she doesn't really care what others think of her, with the exception of her friends, and even then she doesn't change herself much for them with the exception of if it's hurting themm. kristy shows zero embarassment parading around town in cardboard sandwiches

the most confrontational to the baby-sitter's agency of all the girls: strong sense of justice and not afraid to correct anyone if she thinks they're in the wrong, even if they're much older

more odd sitting, which as mentioned in part 2 is prevalent in autistics due to our need for proprioceptive input

not understanding that her joke of "or your blood pressure's dropping?" could be taken the wrong way

additional notes:

mary anne's "and actress halle berry." we often consume random trivia about our hyperfixations in the craving to basically wring out every bit of dopamine it gives us, which can include tidbits about actors. also, not realizing that it's odd to say in this situation, and justifying it with "what? she does!"

"we have to do the most responsible thing of all." "vacuum." this one is pure vibes. it Feels autistic. if i had to give a reason i'd say she thinks of it as a sign of responsibility due to the loud noise autistics will usually be more sensitive to and the fact that it's cleaning, which is generally a responsible thing to do, so it's doubly responsible because it means you did it even though you're sensitive to the noise?

not very much, so i'll do a special 3+4 mix just to make this one a bit longer :D

Episode 4

kristy doesn't tell mary anne conventionally that she's upset with her. instead of speaking to her like stacey and claudia do to express their upset with mary anne, she tells her that she's really upset with her by spending time sitting at tables apart from her. mary anne even thinks "if she's sitting with them, she must be mad." all this is to say that kristy is not very verbal when it comes to genuine upset with mary anne, and mary anne has learnt to recognize it

even though she is upset with mary anne, kristy still watches her when she talks to dawn because mary anne's her closest friend and the only one who truly understands who kristy is, both because of how close they grew up and because she is also autistic, and kristy doesn't want to lose that because it's hard for people to understand you when you're autistic.

not to keep bringing up the clothes but in comparison to the other three kristy wears much softer and more comfortable clothing, which again, can be a result of sensory issues that make wearing anything else from uncomfortable to downright painful

additional notes:

this is a mary anne centric episode, so we get a TON more of her autistic traits in general. this episode really resonated w me the first time i watched because damn i'm so much like her FHRHJFJ. anyways: she exhibits social anxiety, which happens to co-occur a lot with autism. "talking to people i know makes me feel like my stomach is falling out of my nose. so does talking to people i do knows sometimes. i think i'm just bad at talking." autistics tend to struggle with the unwritten social rules of society, and not knowing them can make conversations extremely stressful, especially if you're already not that self-confident. even with people you know, it can feel like you're "performing" for them, and that if you make one wrong step they'll make fun of you, and worst of all, all of it feels like your fault for not being competent enough—this is what i think happens with mary anne.

autistics (& adhders) tend to wayyy overapologize, even when others tell them not to, because we often feel like everything we've done is wrong and we apologize a lot to almost make up for that. it's nearly worse when you've actually done something wrong, because it doesn't feel like you can make up for what you did due to rejection sensitive dysphoria making you feel like a horrible person but also it can take away the weight because you say it so much.

mary anne cries twice in the episode without wanting to—not because she's ashamed of crying, but just because she knows internally that there's no reason to be crying. even when she's just talking more passionately she just cries, and she doesn't know how to stop it because she doesn't even feel like crying, it's just Happening. i couldn't find any research on this because it tends to just focus on how to parent uncontrollably sobbing autistic kids, but it's happened with me more times than i can count, where i'm not even feeling emotional but i'll just cry when speaking, seemingly for no reason. idk if that's part of the autism or just me but i'm including it anyways

also, running away from stressful situations is an autism thing, especially if you're embarrassed and overwhelmed

her dad is so autistic. he writes down when he has leisure time. come on yall. nobody allistic does that. also, infodumping about things he likes: in this case, a jerusalem artichoke: his niche seems to be more related to foods!!

"sorry, i have to work with sounding less obssessed." despite just being excited to make a new friend, she feels like she has to apologize for that. many autistics tone is misread for a myriad of reasons, which makes them feel the need to apologize for it because they've been taught it's wrong.

[justmenoworries]

"The Rusted Knight looked down on Ruby, a derisive huff echoing through her helmet's visor.

"Yes, you truly are exactly like Alyx. Just as stubborn, just as selfish, just as convinced that the whole world revolves solely around you."

Ruby's face flushed red from anger and embarassment.

"What do you know about Alyx? Or me?"

The Knight laughed again.

"Are you saying you know her? You, who has only read a story of her?"

"Well, maybe I do! Better than you anyway!"

Ruby gave the Knight a sullen glare. The Knight said nothing for a few moments. Then she gave a chuckle.

"Loathe as I am to disappoint you, child."

She took off her helmet. Ruby's eyes widened. She recognized that face. She'd seen it time and time again, in the illustrations of her story book. Only in those it hadn't looked nearly as weathered. And there hadn't been a scar in the shape of a claw mark over its right eye.

Alyx' smirk was without joy.

"You don't know Alyx at all.""

Hey, Alyx existing only as motivation for Jaune's man-pain and to be villainized was bullshit. So here's my rewrite idea for Volume 9.

Alyx didn't have a brother, she truly did fall into the Ever After all by herself. Desperate to get home and terrified of this completely new and bizarre world she'd been dropped into, she went to almost any lengths to get home, causing many Afterans grief.

Her only friend was the Curious Cat, who found and helped her escape from the Red King's dungeon after she was imprisoned for cheating in the Red King's game. As they got closer, the Cat told Alyx about their desire to see Remnant and their trauma stemming from being abandoned as the caretaker of the Ever After, who had to take care of everybody but had no one to take care of them. Alyx sympathized with them and promised to take them with her when she returned home.

However, once Alyx made it to the Tree, she reflected on all the hurt she'd caused in the Ever After. At the last moment, she decided not to return to Remnant yet. And instead stay to fix everything she'd broken. The Cat, enraged by what they perceived as yet another person taking advantage of them and leaving them with nothing in return, attacked Alyx, clawing her across one eye. Alyx managed to fend them off with her dagger, nicking their ear, and get away. But she fell from the Tree in the process.

She was found and nursed back to health by the Jabberwalker, a being widely feared by the Afterans for its off-putting appearance, but whose purpose was actually to fix and restructure everything that was broken in the Ever After.

After Alyx recovered, she was more determined than ever to make good on her promise and fix the Ever After, as well as find the Cat again and explain herself to them. She became a sort of apprentice to the Jabberwalker, who taught her how to navigate the Ever After by herself and made her armor from the rusted discarded metal he'd collected during his work.

Alyx soon became known as the Rusted Knight, a heroine who helped every Afteran who requested it and one of the few to stand up against the tyrannical Red Prince.

Sometime after she'd become the Rusted Knight, Alyx would meet another person from Remnant, a young author by the name of Lewis. Seeing her younger self in him, she accompanied him to the Tree. To encourage him during their journey, she told him the story of a girl named Alyx who had fallen before him but made it back home safe and sound.

After getting back home to Remnant, Lewis would write down Alyx' story under the title "The Girl Who Fell Through the World", adding in the Rusted Knight as his personal way of thanking the woman who had guided him to safety.

[moonstruckme]

hi hi so I'm a WOC and I have to wear a satin head wrap wen I go to sleep to protect my curls and I'm always embarassed about spending the nite with guys bc of it but now I think about James and how he would find it so cute and endearing! I can picture James hyping up my head scarf and Sirius would prob ask if he could get one too! Anyways point it ur such a good writer and u characterize them so well that I can now picture them doing these things

I'm so so glad angel!! I truly do believe they would love every aspect of what makes you you (especially anything to do with self care) and (not that you asked, sorry) as for real life guys I'm not going to pretend to know the common feeling among them about head scarves but I do know that if they're weird about it they're not worth your time! Thank you for reading lovely <3

[jaycrakhead]

Gauche x Grey (Greyche analysis/Guide?) PART 2

(not me promoting my art as the cover again)

HEEEYA here's part 2

So let's continue this massive-… I don't even know what to call this anymore, I feel like I'm just making a Greyche Guide for beginners KAKQKQOA If you are reading this, I hope you like it UEDUH I'm just having fun while rambling that's all DUEIDH

So, first things first, I went through the anime (from where part 1 left off) to catch some little moments on the time skip (before episode 150);

(Chapter 224/ Episode 128) Gauche and Grey are pretty much traumatized after the Agrippa Family experience. Asta in the anime says that what they ate got them like that, as in the manga they just died in their beds DIUEDUHDH Luck says they are stuck in bed akakqka Some meme that they are stuck in bed for that sus reason we all know about but yeah memes aside, they just are traumatized IUUDHHE

And yes it's worth mentioning for the pics. Since they don't appear for a bit in the anime, that food really fucked them up for real kwkakaka I'm just kidding UEDIUHDHE

(Episode 134) I do know that this episode is filler but since Sister Theresa implied that Gauche asked Grey to transform him into a child, I just wanted to point out how the conversation must have been for her to turn him into a child wkakskd How did he even asked that? And imagine suddenly being asked to turn someone into a child- But truly like (This is just headcanon now) He gets turned, looks at the mirror "Ah just as I remember" And just leaves like a child, and Grey there just watching- UEDIDH

(Episode 140) They are caught together by Sally and it's just dorky the whole scene. When Sally says that she will experiment on both of them, Grey replies with "Us together... embarassing"- But she would be embarassed with anyone I believe- Well, have Grey clinging without Gauche complaining (at this point is pretty much something natural to him). Also I love that that's just Gauche's signature pose after the "hands in pockets" pose.

NOW THE EPISODE

(Episode 150)

Well this maiden's challenge is about overcoming her shyness and feeling more comfortable in her true form or at least to handle being looked at. It begins with Grey thinking about how her comrades are improving and she believes that she needs to improve too. She comments on Finral, Gordon, Luck, Magna, Noelle and Asta, the last she comments on is our grumpy boy Gauche. She comments he got "less weird" or at least she thinks so. Which is the funniest improvement to have tbh KQKQKQK actually there’s not that much screen time for Gauche’s improvement/or just focus during the timeskip but it’s fine too

Grey in Gauche's form goes to speak with Gauche himself. She is probably hella embarrassed at this point to need to transform in him to ask for his help. He asks why she is walking around in his form and then she actually asks for help. But he doesn't understand at all since their magic attributes are totally different. Then she explains that she would like to learn how to be more confident. Since she asked him for his help is safe to assume she thinks of Gauche as a confident individual too, I just think he has that “zero fucks attitude” which goes along with it tbh

He refuses at first, to which she says "Don't be mean >_< help me", then he says that he doesn't get anything in return. She offers to do a favor for him. He agrees to help if she transforms into Marie and reads a script of cute quotes to him. Well Grey still is a bit puzzled since she isn't the real Marie but that would make him happy anyway? Gauche is just like "I will survive since I only see real Marie monthly"

Well, outside Gauche surrounds Grey with mirrors with his reflection on it, like it must be a total nightmare of embarrassment for Grey jakqkaka being watched 360 by Gauche.

Well she can't handle it as it is obvious and Gauche is forced to think of something else. Then the whole butterfly hypnosis thing happens, where he commanded Grey to have a carefree mind like a turtle. If I Google it for the overanalyzing sarcasm, Goggle says that "Butterflies symbolize the essence of eternal love and companionship" and “If the turtle is your spirit animal, you probably value stability and security in your relationships. You tend to move slowly and methodically, taking your time to get to know someone before committing. However, you can sometimes be too cautious, missing out on opportunities because you're afraid of taking risks.” UEDUHIUEHD

Overanalyzing sarcasm aside, Butterflies are the symbol of transformation which goes along with Grey. That's it.

Back to our slowburn as it is, she handles the fact that she is being watched 360 by Gauche and he smiles at the accomplishment.

He takes her to town, (date vibes- kidding UEIHIUDHED) and she is quite handling well to be around so many people. Gauche says it will be fine to be surrounded by her comrades then. She thanks him and there he goes asking for her to fulfill her end of the deal.

She transforms into Marie, Gauche immediately rushes nose bleeding to hug "Marie". Grey goes back to her true form. Gauche stops there mid almost hug (;-;) and asks why she turned back, to which Grey is embarrassed again and replies that "that was a bit much". He tells her to transform back. Some people see that as him forcing her, I can see that too but at the same time well they were testing Grey embarrassment too after all and he doesn’t do it again so meh, whatever it was he redeems himself a few seconds after so yeah UEUDHEH. She says she can't transform because she is embarrassed. That means the hypnosis has also worn off. I have the theory that probably the hypnosis worn off because well Grey got embarrassed because it was Gauche… And it’s sus, so that person that you have a sus feeling coming to hug you is fucked up but it’s just a theory, probably it just worn off naturally and that’s pretty much it.

Gauche complains that she got back to normal, so he looks away from her and says that it was a waste of time all their work. Also the frame where Grey is dying of embarrassment and Gauche is looking away, if you take out of the context looks like two embarrassed people that have that sus feeling towards each other is funny UIEUDHEIUHD

Then he asks why she just doesn't turn to the other form since she doesn't get embarrassed while transformed. Grey says that it wouldn't be the real her. To which Gauche replies with the infamous "No matter what form you take, you are always Grey" and starts walking away as if it was nothing like the aloof wannabe mf he is (Zora and Gauche are just that type of guy but then internally they are soft edgy mfs). Grey giggles and then follows him.

With that being said…I think is great that he didn't actually see her as his sister when he asked to turn into her. It's still weird and all if you think too much about it due to the siscon thing, but despite popular opinion I don't shipp them just for Gauche to lose his "siscon" thing, he is already working pretty much on it when caring for his team mates and such. Also I think their partnership is far more about just Grey making him transcend or some shit. Also, I think it was nice of him not forcing her at all to transform back after that or pressuring her. Their time was wasted and he was just like "oh well...", not to mention him like saying that to Grey. Finally, It’s pretty much convenient calling the episode “The Maidens’ Challenge”, and including two “princesses/maidens” with their “princes”. Two anxious princesses in their own waysUEIDUHED and well those… two princes UDEDUYEH Let's head now to the Heart Kingdom Joint Struggle Arc

(Chapter 240/241/242/243- Episode 162) Well I like these three panels. We have "Them", "Traumatized them" and "Gauche having a window jumpscare" like Grey did (not exactly a jumpscare but it was a funny paralel)

We have a little scene before Gauche goes with shit. Like in the anime Grey notices Gauche isn't there when he goes off to the roof. But well GAUCHE GOES WITH SHIT

ah wrong image

BUT GAUCHE GOES WITH SHIT In the anime we can see Grey looking at him worried and yeah good job Grey ;-; I would be brain dead at that point because I would be feeling so much shit that worried would be my last facial expression, that's why I'm not a magic knight for sure

Grey cries calling out his name and cries because she couldn't do anything and her magic is "useless". She cries, we cry, I cry,- idk if he is in the same state as Yami when he was about to die in the Spade Raid arc and Charlotte confessed to him, but he didn't manage to listen to any of what she said. so idk if he is listening at all at least he is kinda seeing what's happening in front of him and he knows she saved him well

(Chapter 244_Episode 163) CINDERELLA GREY LET'S GOOO

As Dante casually wrecks the shit out of Asta, Grey is having a hard time, I mean, sure Gauche is literally dying BUT HEY GREY MY GIRL is having a hard time.

It seems like he is looking at her while he dies but I'm not sure so I won't go further into it.

mf just looking straight to what's in front of him and I'm like OH SHIT HE IS LOOKING AT HER

Seriously I can't tell at all

We see her Cinderella back story, we cry- I cry and we will skip to the part where she runs away from home. A group of bastards try to do you know what to Grey (in one of her step sisters from) and suddenly Gauche saves her. However he tells her to not be mistaken, he just saved her because Marie asked him to. By seeing how Gauche and Marie are good siblings she wishes she had a good sibling relationship like that. Well Gauche asks what she is doing at a forest. She doesn't know how to answer, Marie says she should go back home. Gauche asks if she ran away from home and well here we have Gauche's life advice:

and

Well destiny brought them to the same place. And that advice actually helped her a lot. When she was recruited to the Black Bulls, there, she reencountered Gauche but he did not recognize her. Regardless, she was grateful AF for him indirectly leading her to the squad, where she felt that she truly belonged and made friends who are like family to her. Which is also some type of Cinderella and Prince thing, he doesn't recognizing her because she was transformed into a maiden. Also if I was to be dramatic, her transformation on the night she met Gauche went off just like Cinderella's at midnight. In Cinderella, she is the one to disappear so she can go back to normal away from everybody else, however in this story Gauche just walked away and Grey got back to normal. Cinderella Gauche confirmed- However to be fair it probably wasn't midnight but it's a parallel I guess. Actually I could be even more hours talking about all the meanings and shit behind the Cinderella parallel but I might as well die from writing. Ah About her true name theory, I have no idea what it might be but if it is meant to be "Cinderella's name" I just wanna say to everyone who gets Cinderella's name wrong, her name is ELLA, not AURORA, not RELLA it's ELLA. CINDER plus ELLA (not including the old origin story of Cinderella for that info) I just wanted to say that because I've seen so many people getting Cinderella's name wrong while theorizing and it hurts However I don't think Grey's name is Ella or Cinderella, I have no clue I wouldn't be surprised if her name is Blue or some shit IUDEIUDHHE And her sisters where like "sksksksk Grey matches your name since it's a colour too" Idk guys UIEDUHUHE BACK TO FOCUS, in the anime it is added the scene of episode 150 where Gauche tells Grey that she will always be Grey doesn't matter what form she takes to add more into it. Well she wishes to save him and-

she does save him and says this cute thing too <3

well

then Gauche is just there IUDEIDUHEIU lowkey dying but this time alive and well IUEHDIE

(Chapter 260-Episode 167) Well Asta and Yami win and stuff- Gauche wakes up (Note: Grey never left his side, I know she wouldn't be helpful at all in the battle but yeah SUS) She is just happy as hell and hugs him out of happiness. Which is cute because she was THAT happy to not even think on how "embarassing it would be". He doesn't brush her away or anything but well she gets embarrassed and pushes herself away apologizing. Worth mentioning Vanessa lowkey shipping-

In the anime, that scene stays basically the same but Gauche actually talks besides saying "...Hey, Grey"

ups wrong pic He still says "Hey, Grey", then she notices that she is hugging him, lets go of him while apologizing and Gauche asks why she is apologizing ;-; In the English dub instead of "Hey, Grey", I believe he asks if she is okay after she thanks the gods for him to be okay. In the English dub Vanessa also says "Yeah something is up with those to for sure"

After that, they are just framed together basically. To be fair I think they are meant to have something because manga foreshadowing is always important duedhiuehd and yeah at this point there's no reason to put all this moment and Grey's back story with Gauche if they are meant to be just friends or nothing at all. If they end up as friends, I'm okay too however I feel like something is off IUEDIUDH But I also don't see a big dramatic kiss out of nowhere

(Chapter 261-Episode168) Grey asks Owen to take a proper look at Gauche since mf almost fell out of the world. In the anime Gauche reasures Grey that he is okay and healed quite softly which which is SUS AF When Owen reveals that Grey's magic might not be transformation after all, in the anime Gauche asks what kind of magic it is then. quite interested aren't we- SUS But I won't overlook that I mean mf just almost died and well it's normal to have curiosity at least IOUDEOIDJ but in the anime his shock is also framed with Grey's so

SUS

Now let's hold back the canon events for a bit and let's go to the movie

At Black Clover: Sword of the Wizard King There aren't at all many scenes, and it makes sense since when they appear the focus is the black bulls in general, fighting or been there.

However, one of the scenes is as they watch Yuno in the arena, Vanessa comments to Gauche on how everyone wants to see Yuno. To which he responds with " I only want to see my dearest sister Marie", Grey looks at him with a kinda sad expression, but I won't get much into detail since she looked already kind of sad before looking at him. She comments "as expected from Gauche-kun" and keeps staring as he chuckles.

The other scene is what made my heart go "AAAAAAA" (you probably know what I'm talking about) Despite the movie not being canon, I think it's still a great scene that shows that something is sus between them JQKQKWOW When the Black Bulls are fighting Edward Avalaché, there's the scene where Finral and Gauche "teleport" Gordon and Grey out of the danger. Finral transports Gordon alone ("alone" as meaning he just caught him in a portal, he didn't transported himself to go get him), Gordon even falls on the floor poor guy. He drops him like shit, kidding Gordon just falls wuwiaka, but I want to point out the opposite moods. Then Gauche, mf appears with Grey in his arms and she thanks him stuttering. Like that was a sight to see KQKQKQKW

Sure, It's just nice of him to be that caring, but he didn't need to be THAT caring if you know… something wasn't sus. Probably if he didn't have that extra care towards her, he would have just dropped her beside him or something like that, not hold her in that dramatic way I mean kwoqowow

Well on the movie we got happiness, on the manga we got pain (the real ones know the feeling) JAKWKWKW Not complaining If I thought the movie scene was a dramatically great sight, the manga events were a theatrically tragic beautiful sight ;-;

Let's head back to the canon events again with the SPADE KINGDOM RAID ARC

(Chapter 312) THE BLACK BULLS CRASH THE RAID PARTY we have just brief scenes of them. I saw some people mad at Gauche telling Grey to shut up after her saving him. Bros, i swear I would curse the shit out of my wife if she was being embarassed in the middle of a war. To be honest he was quite light by saying "Shut up for now…" Like what the hell would he say "yo love chill out, here hold my hand" God no-

We have another Grey Mirror Brigade feels like the 20th IUEIUhd After that they are pretty much framed together or near each other like they didn't left each others side anymore (not talking just about this arc because I do know it's only a few scenes of them together, but like since the Agrippa family thing they pretty much have been usually together)

well let's go to the Final and Current arc

(Chapter 337)(Let's include chapter 361 to keep in mind they are still side to side) They learn about Asta's "death" and well they are there existing but props to the fits I liked them.

(Chapter 364-365 ;-;) Before the pain, here's tiny them preparing for the 100th Grey Mirror Brigade

well, then DAMNatio.. YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID

missing the movie;-;

So Gauche jumps to take the hit for Grey, he fails. We have these really theatrical death panels, that well is the sus confirmation that yup something is meant to happen between them. It's way too theatrical at this point what Romeo and Juliet type of shit am I witnessing- I don't know what happened in the timeskip but yeah 1 year and 3 months brings people together (not saying they are together as a couple oficially of course) Also I wonder what Gauche might have felt after noticing he failed to protect Grey.

(Chapter 367) They are revived together which is another fair detail to have in count and here they are

I've seen some people commenting that they might not be getting matching scars but it would be iconic to be fair Therefore we just need to wait for the rest now

WELL WE'VE REACHED THE END (for now) OF THE GREYCHE GUIDE DUYEGDIG (until chapter 368 format)

I might cover the new updates in the future WELL I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS MASSIVE GUIDE DIOEODEJIOED thx <3

[otomelavenderhaze]

Cave dialogue c) Rayan talking about his father... and describing myself ~

Candy commented something about how the vast starry sky can make us feel small.

"Yes, for me too. It was in moments like these that I most miss my father."

Candy: Why? Did he unravel the mysteries of the universe?

"No, he didn't. He would always say that he was only enough smart to know his own ignorance."

"That left a deep impression in me. I always tried to inspire on his humility, with some relative success, I must admit."

Candy: Hey, I didn't said anything... And you wanna know something...? You're pretty smart and you know it. There's nothing wrong with it.

"I am mostly cultured. He... He was truly wise. He was an atrophysics researcher."

"My passion for knowledge/research in the university world comes from him, without a doubt. I didn't see myself doing something else."

Candy: and you never took interest in the scientific world?

"I would be lying if I told you that I never thought about it. I guess choosing History of Art..."

"Was my way of rebelling against my father, although there are more radical ways to rebel, I admit it."

Candy: And how did he reacted to that? He didn't want you to succeed him?

"I think, in his eyes, I actually did took after him. It little mattered which area was. He would've supported me in any path that I had choose."

"Moreover, he wasn't the type to create conflict between academic disciplines. For him, everything was the same/equal."

"It was he who gave me most of the philosophers to read. And he was obsessed with mysthical geometry."

"He had a way fascinanting way of see the classic paintings or gothic cathedral facades..."

"It was also talking to him that I understand how everything is inside everything, and reciprocally."

"He had a prodigious ability to build mental bridges between totally different things..."

"Anyway, it was only in appearance, until he observed with those eyes that saw the invisible..."

Candy: He sounds extraordinary. I wish I could've known him.

"I would also for you to have known him. I bet you would've liked him."

Candy: Do you miss him a lot?

"Not as much as my mom missed him. And... if our our ancestors are right..."

"Today, he's with all the stars that he used to like so much. And then the whole of the infinite to myself to keep creating his theories."

"And I keep applying his way of thinking in another field."

"That's why I teach art and that cultural opening/shift is so important to me."

Candy: And you do that very well. I will always remember your classes... and of everything that came later.

(He got so handsome blushing. Deep down, he always got kinda embarassed by compliments.)

(So I left the talking to my gestures and I kissed him softly, under the light of the flames.)

[wildercrow]

Hi and happy DADWC! I'd love to see something for the prompt "❛ no offense, but you look terrible. ❜"

I do noooot have spoons to get this up on AO3 tonight, so this is like... even more slapped together than usual, but here have some Bethany & Carver featuring me projecting my health problems onto Bethany for @dadrunkwriting!

No major content warnings that I can think of for this one. Just a T-rated chronic pain fic. Enjoy!

~Nuri

~*~*~

“No offense, but you look like crap!” Carver’s voice startles Bethany out of her half-awake stupor with a yelp, sending her temporarily abandoned woodburning project clattering to the floor from her lap.

Carver tilts his head to read it. “’If I were a bird, I know who I'd shit on,’ huh? And who would that be?”

Bethany opens her mouth to answer, but the pain radiating up from her neck is so intense that she can’t think of anything clever to say, so instead she focuses on straightening her posture and tilting her head from side to side as slowly and gently as she possibly can in hopes of convincing her neck muscles to relax even a tiny bit. They’re so tight that numbness is beginning to creep into her jaw, and her head can barely tilt to the right at all without being met with a sickening crunch.

“What’re you even doing out here in the living room at four in the morning?” Carver asks, picking her woodburning project up off the floor and gently setting it down on the coffee table beside her tool kit before plopping down next to her on the couch.

The motion jars her neck so much that she has to bite down on her tongue to keep from crying out. She takes slow, deep breaths in an effort to hold back the tears stinging at her eyes. Crying now would be a surefire way to make her pain truly unbearable for days to come. Not to mention embarassing.

“Bethy?” Carver asks, concern seeping into his voice. “Did something happen? If you need me to beat up Fiadh, I will. I bet I can take ‘em in a fight!”

She barks out a laugh that she instantly regrets when pain reverberates through her head like someone hammered a chisel into the base of her skull. “You could definitely beat Fiadh in a fight,” she replies in a whisper, “but please don’t. They’re lovely. I’m out here because my neck hurt too much to stay in bed, and I can’t exactly woodburn in the dark.”

“Isn’t sleep supposed to decrease pain, not increase it?”

“You try sleeping with a neck that turns itself into a fucking brick every time you lay down for more than ten minutes!” she snaps.

“Hey, hey, calm down.” Carver holds his hands up in a placating gesture. “I wasn’t second-guessing you. I was just telling your neck to get its act together.”

“Oh,” she replies with a sheepish smile that tugs at her ear and makes her feel a bit nauseous. “Sorry. I… haven’t really slept all night.”

“Well, guess that answers my next question, which was gonna be ‘how long have you been up?’”

“Why are you up, anyways?” she asks.

“Time for my morning run!” he responds, flexing dramatically.

Bethany responds with an unimpressed snort. Or at least, that’s her intent. What actually comes out is more of a soft huff than an actual snort, but… close enough.

“But, uh…” Carver’s demeanor softens, “if you’re bored out of your skull, I can hang around here this morning instead. I’m running errands later, which is plenty of cardio for the day.”

“I’ve got my woodburning. I’ll be fine,” she says with a yawn that feels like it’s going to pull her eardrum right out of her head.

Carver raises an eyebrow. “The woodburning you were working on by… sleepily holding it in your lap with all the tools put away on the coffee table? That woodburning? So uh… tell me, how much woodburning have you gotten done, tonight?”

“I did a little!” she defends.

“Uh-huh,” he drawls. “Well, if you wanna keep doing that for another two hours until the rest of the house starts waking up, be my guest…” He mimes preparing to stand up.

“Alright, fine,” she says with a sigh. “I wouldn’t say no to the company.”

Carver’s face breaks into a victorious grin that Bethany would be rolling her eyes at if only the slightest eye movement didn’t make her head feel ready to explode.

“Not sure what you’re planning to do now that you’re here, but welcome to the un-slumber party,” she says dryly.

“I dunno, uh… I could give you a neck massage, I guess?” he proposes.

“No.”

“No? Why no? Neck massages always help me when I’ve got a stiff neck.”

She takes slow, even breaths to suppress her frustration, but even so she can feel her neck tightening in response to it. “Yes, well, this isn’t exactly an ordinary stiff neck. As we’ve established.”

“I mean, yeah, but a massage couldn’t hurt, right?”

“Poke my neck.”

“What?”

“Poke it.”

He scrunches up his face in confusion reaches out to hover a tentative finger a few inches away from her neck. “Uh… where?”

“The back. Or the side, really. Doesn’t matter much because it’s kind of everywhere. Just poke it.”

He gives her a dubious look but does as instructed. Almost as soon as his finger makes contact, his expression transforms from skepticism to horror as he recoils in alarm. “Eugh, that feels like hundred-year-old jerky! How do you live like this?!”

“Badly!”

“Seriously, are you sure you aren’t injured? Maybe Anders should—”

“Yes, I’m sure. It gets like this all the time. At least a couple times a month. More if I’m stressed. Fiadh’s uncle, the healer one, says it’s from when—” she cuts herself off, looking down at her lap and dropping back down to a whisper, “from when I hit my head…”

It’s not exactly new information. Carver knows most of her health problems are from that one fateful day more than a decade ago when her family left her for dead while fleeing the Blight. She’s told him it’s not his fault, because it isn’t. But she knows he blames himself, anyways. So it’s not often she talks about it so directly.

She takes a shaky breath and continues, “Something about my brain not healing quite right, so now it gets confused and tells my neck to tense up until it’s practically petrified itself.”

Carver’s brow furrows as he takes all this in. After what seems like an eternity, he says, “This… really fucks up your life, huh?”

She nods. Her neck disagrees with the movement, so she has to bob her entire upper body instead of just her head.

He scowls, but when he speaks he sounds more hurt than cross, “Why don’t we ever talk about this? We used to talk about everything.”

She thinks for a long moment. Not about the answer – she knows that – but about whether she wants to answer honestly. Finally, she makes up her mind and replies quietly, “I guess it’s just… I don’t always have the energy to reassure you that it’s not your fault, you know?”

His scowl deepens. “You don’t need to reassure me. That’s a me problem. C’mon, Bethy, I wanna be a part of your life again, even if it means I have to think about hard stuff sometimes. You gotta trust me to be able to handle my own shit.”

She casts a sideways glance in his direction, unable to really turn her head enough to make eye contact. “You’re sure?”

“I couldn’t be more sure if I tried! Seriously, how many other health problems have you been sweeping under the rug to spare my feelings? Gimme the whole laundry list! Out with it!”

“If you insist,” she says with a quiet puff of laughter at his enthusiasm. “Do we want to pick a day to do some catching up, or…?”

“How about, uh… as soon as I get us some breakfast?”

“Oh! You mean out with it now, okay. I mean… sure, why not? Not like I have anything better to do. Though I don’t know how much luck I’ll have with breakfast. My face hurts too much to chew.”

“Oh, I can solve that, easy. Lemme make you a protein shake! No chewing required.” Carver beams. She has to admit, that’s a clever idea.

“Okay, okay, make me one of your weird protein drinks and then I can tell you all the fun ways my body is broken. Perfectly normal morning here in the Hawke household!”

“One protein shake, coming right up!” Carver announces, already on his way to the kitchen.

“Don’t forget my straw!” she calls after him, then flinches at the ensuing pounding in her head. Despite the pain, though, a smile creeps onto her face, because at long last things are starting to feel a little more normal with Carver.

[strawberry23487]

11, 26, and 64 for the ask game?

thanks for sending these anon! :D

11. Link your three favorite fics right now

gonna be more than three because 1. who's counting (not you anon i hope lol) 2. all of those fantastic tmr darkfics deserve shout outs:

note: most of these fics contain some degree of violence and dubious consent to rape/non-con

Involving Janson

1. The Ratman Knows by VCCV (+ Newt/Thomas)

2. (Restricted) janson is a terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad man by @rememberthatiloveyou (thrilled i could help inspire this piece of fuckery)

3. Taming A Curious Mind (Is Easier Said Than Done) by TheFicDustbin (part 2 of a series)

4. Together and Alone by TMRshenanigans Janson x Thomas x Teresa. haven't been able to keep up with updates but love the parts i've read

Others:

5. Minho x Thomas: Wrapped Around Minho's Finger by OmegaJay

6. Female OC x Gladers: Virgin Of The Glade by XxMinxOfASnakexX30 (XxTheSnakesMinxxX30) there are TOO FEW only girl in the glade fics that result in girl getting to bang all of the gladers left and right. a tragedy, truly.

26. Which of your fics would you call your wildest ride?

probably hallowed be your name hahaha

64. Something you love to see in smut.

embarassment, shame, guilt, patheticness, crying, rape etcetc

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or wait was three favorite fics meant for my own fics? anyway now i already compiled the list. if you want me to list 3 favs of my own fics anon send another ask and ill do it

[maidragoste]

Let me start straightaway with some fangirling over the Sea Dragon universe!! I love how complex characters and situations are there, thank you for writing such an absorbing and gripping story! Would you mind if I share some headcanons of the Sea Dragon? More like lets-add-some-chaotic-nordlings-to-the-plot

The greens and the blacks are yet to gat as many banners and allies as possible. And there are two particular houses whose loyalty is questionable, the Starks and the Baratheons. (Tully were green by the beginning in the canon(and with the Velaryon!reader are likey to be loyal to the greens), Tyrells strictly refused to get involved (but their vassals were both green and black), Arryn were black, and Lannisters remain green)

The easiest and most efficient way is to marry Targaryen&Velaryon offsprings to these houses. Particularly, Alyn (who is unlikely to marry Baela due to their mutual feelings) and Aemond. Daeron is cannonically too young for this.

Since Baratheons are a house of more importance for the Dance, the Greens might want to betroth Alyn to one of the daughters of Borros (cause he is the rightful heir of Harrenhol and the first son, Borros can be easily bribed by this). As for the Starks, they don't have unwed legitimate daughters, but Cregan might have such a cousin of house Manderly (I just ADORE the bookish version of Manderly who truly DO remember their roots and are not afraid to play double agents to save their sovereign, the Starks).

It also helps that the Manderly lady and Aemond share similar interests and were kind childhood friends. ALSO since Manderly are rich due to the sea trading, the girl can find some common ground with the Velaryon!reader who would basically be that sneaky yet lovely second mother tells her future daughter in law all the embarassing stories about her son (we stan happy Velaryon/Strong/Targaryen greens in this house)

HOWEEEEVER, the black might want to interfere and talk Cregan into marrying her off to one of Nyra's sons since there was a long forgotten Targaryen/Manderly contract (to marry their childre, at the time of Jahaerys and Alyssane) that was signed but never fulfilled because of the Targ princess death +++++ the canon Cregan is a man of honour and complies with the terms of various agreements

Yet Manderly are leaning green. Cause 1) Velaryons are also sea people who are good to deal with (imagine two biggest Westerosi fleets together!!!); 2) Manderly are canonnicaly a very close family who seemingly love their kin and respect their children's wishes; 3) The mother of our young lady Manderly is a sarcastic and fierce Olenna-and-Rhaenys-style woman who can easily see through Nyra and Daemon's demeanor

And don't forget Aemond who is still pretty vicious and fond of his potential bride (+ angry at the Nyra's boys)..........

Aaaaand that's another turn in the renewed Dance war. I know that probably this mini-plot doesn't correlate with your vision of the story, and in this case just ignor it please!! Didn't mean to disrespect you in any way. Thanks again for the Sea Dragon!!!

hi, anon, omg I'm glad you like how I write the characters, I confess that sometimes I'm scared to write flat characters so I'm very relieved to read your opinion 🥰🥰

I'm always glad to read readers' headcanons. Don't worry, I don't feel like you disrespected me, always feel free to share your thoughts with me. I will only tell you which things are likely to happen and which others are not 😊

1) I find it funny that you say that Daeron is too young to get married when he is older than Alyn and Aethan but I get your point. I confess that first I thought of Alyn marrying one of Borros's daughters, because this makes more political sense, but then some people started proposing that Alyn get engaged to Baela and now I only think of them together. Plus imagine the disaster if Reader breaks off the engagement and Alyn gets engaged to the Baraheon girl only to end up marrying Baela anyway. Reader prefers to save herself from enduring an angry Borros and propose a marriage between one of his daughters and Daeron.

2) I like the idea of Manderly supporting the greens and Aemond committing to a Manderly girl but I confess that I'm afraid of not knowing how to handle it 🤡🤡, I don't see myself capable of it because I haven't read the books so I don't know much about that family and besides now there are too many characters in the story. If I were to do that plot it would be very high. I can see Reader talking to the Manderlys from what you tell me, but I feel like she would be more focused on the war. Yes, the green ones use more fleets but Reader would be thinking more about how to fight Rhaenyra and Daemon. Yes, having allies is important but let's face it probably the most important battles end up being in the skies above the dragons.

Anyway, I really enjoyed reading your headcanons and I hope my answer didn't bother you . Thank you very much for writing to me, if you ever write to me again you can choose an emoji so I can identify you 😋

I hope you are well anon and thanks again for writing to me 🥰💕💕

[chvoswxtch]

hi again, court!

it's once again the anon that sent the massive ass paragraphs rambling about the punisher after i finished watching it. i feel like i should either just un-anonymise myself or give myself a name or something to make it easier to identify myself?? but idk?? i'm still new to tumblr so i dunno how these things work

anyways, just wanted to say, i also am just so happy that they are taking the reboot seriously!! i only really got into like the daredevil/punisher in like the past year or so. so i feel like i don't really have the same grounds to stand on as some longer term fans but i just remember being so disappointed with karen/foggy originally not being part of born again so i'm so so glad that that changed and we have the true trio back. and frank being in it just makes me SO happy because i have become incredibly incredibly attached to frank (it might be a little unhealthy but big strong men who are morally questionable is my type haha)

i totally agree with season 2 feeling rushed, it definitely felt like some of the plots were supposed to be fleshed out more or like storylines would have carried on into a season 3 and billy not being fucked up enough is SO FUCKING REAL. like frank literally BRUTALISED him but he comes out looking okay?? like idk?? it just doesn't look convincing i feel like ben barnes' acting is good and he plays the subtle psycho (though you're right, him being more outwardly bloodthirsty and vengeful would have been AMAZING) but the visuals don't hit right. but this is such a wider issue with pretty actors in hollywood?? especially cause they also did it when he played the darkling in shadow and bone. i dunno if you ever watched shadow and bone but like his character should have been way more scarred but they just didn't make it as brutal as it probably would have been in reality and it makes me so mad because i just don't understand why??

AND THE WILL THING, LITERALLY, WHEN HE FIRST CAME ON SCREEN, I LOOKED AT HIM AND WAS LIKE 'is that?? is that WILLIAM LAMONTAGUE??' and then everytime he came on and was being psycho, i was like 'someone get jj to sort her husband out' and also this is so DUMB but i love to think that this is what will was doing during criminal minds and that's why we never see him, he was just off being pilgrim and terrorising frank, obviously it doesn't really work timeline wise BUT the thought of it just makes me laugh so it is now my headcanon.

I HAVE FOUND ANOTHER MADANI LOVER. that makes me so BEYOND ECSTATIC. I CANNOT TELL YOU HOW HAPPY THAT MAKES ME. karen is literally a stronger woman than i could ever be. both with madani and tbh with frank, i dunno how she doesn't crumble in front of either of them. like i wish i had karen's strength. but like yeah if madani even LOOKED at me, i would be spilling all of my goddamn secrets. i'm so glad i'm not the only one who sees the lack of love (i may end up trying to fix that with some fics hehe)! i am such a whore for her, it's actually insane. like the past few days since i finished watching it, she has been on my mind 24/7, what i would let her do to me is EMBARASSING. i love that woman so much and i'm so glad i'm not alone.

i'm done ranting for now but i cannot promise i won't ramble in your inbox again. i truly have punisher brainrot (and criminal minds brainrot too but that's not important right now)

thank you for reading my ramblings again <3

welcome back nonnie!

totally up to you love! if you’re not comfy coming off anon & wanna give yourself a lil nickname, that’s totally fine with me :)

don’t even worry about how long you’ve been in the fandom, that doesn’t matter. you’re here & your opinions & feelings are just as valid as everyone else’s. to your point about big strong men with questionable morals: yes

I haven’t watched shadow & bone but I have seen ben’s character in that role and maybe he’s the problem like maybe they try to make him look bad & it’s just impossible bc it’s ben barnes 🤷🏻‍♀️

LMAO pls that would be so funny. hey will what have you been up to lately? oh nothing just terrorizing the punisher in new york no biggie

karen is a strong woman bc the second frank or madani looked at me like that i’d fold & be like yeah literally anything you want I will give you. if you do end up writing any madani fics pls send them my way! i’ll get around to writing for her eventually. it’s been hard for me to focus on writing anything other than bodyguard frankie bc that’s my baby

I don’t ever not have punisher or criminal minds brainrot so pls feel free to rant with me anytime <3

[o-craven-canto]

Tribalism 101

Our beliefs and policies should be judged according to Our best intentions. Their beliefs and policies should be judged according to Their worst outcomes. Similarly, Our slogans and symbols should be taken at face value; Their slogans and symbols should be scrutinized for any possible evil hidden meaning and embarassing associations.

If we are not as successful in our political and social enterprises as we'd wish, it's because we care too much about principles and truth to form any compromise, whereas They keep gaining ground because they are either hive-minded fanatics brainwashed with the same story, or because they are sociopathic opportunists without a single principle.

We act according to necessity and incentives; in the rare cases in which We did something bad, We were forced to by circumstances, and They provoked us in some way, and They hurt us first and did worse things anyway. They, on the other hand, do evil things because they chose to be evil for no reason.

We make essays and treatises in which we present arguments; They make screeds and propaganda in which they spout talking points. You have no need to take in consideration or even understand one of Their talking points, even to refute it; it's something that They would say, and that is enough to discount it.

If you read a story about one of Us doing something hideous, it's probably one of Them in disguise, or a meaningless random happenstance that They maliciously amplified, or a deranged madman acting without reason, and We can't be responsible for what deranged madmen do, can We? Actually, when you think about it, They are the ones to blame for exploiting such tragedies for their own gain.

If you read a story about one of Them doing something hideous, it's your duty to the cause to believe it and to accuse of treason anyone who doubts. The story clearly proves that every single one of Them is a dangerous maniac. It the culprit turns out to be a deranged madman with barely any connection to Them, well, you have to wonder what makes Them so attractive to deranged madmen. And if the story does turn out to be completely fabricated, it's really Their fault for acting in a way that made it believable in the first place.

If you see a contradiction between different statements or policies espoused by Them, don't waste time supposing there might be disagreements between individuals among Them, or that you might not understand in full Their beliefs. It's probably just because they are evil and stupid, so be sure to mock them loudly for believing contradictory X and Y, but don't bring too much attention to the fact that you believe not-X and/or not-Y, just in case those turn out to be contradictory as well.

We stand for empathy (except against bad people), safety (except for bad people), and freedom (except to do bad things). It follows, then, that They support cruelty, danger, and oppression, presumably because They are stupid and evil.

If someone both We and They agree to be evil praises one of Our ideas or policies, it's evidence they are good, because if even the Great Evil can see they're good, what excuse do you have? If the same praises one of Their ideas or policies, it's evidence they are bad, because what does it say about you if the Great Evil is on your side?

Only We are fully rounded human beings: if any of Them shares any interest or pastime with you, or if They seem to experience some of the common joys and sorrows of human life, it must be part of a devious plan to infiltrate communities of decent people and brainwash them into supporting Their horrible policies.

In fact, if looking among Our own ranks we find something truly indefensible, you may assume it was due to one of Them infiltrating Our movement to corrupt it from the inside. Just affirm how much you hate Them some more and you'll be sure never to fall in the same error.

Always remember: on every question, there are only two possible answers, one of which marks you as one of Us and the other as one of Them. If you are not maximally for Us, then you are maximally for Them. If you try to distance yourself from both extremes, it means you are a spineless fencesitting coward, which is exactly the same as being maximally for Them.