#bc it’s not like they share ‘the history’ that i have with this band

[lordendsavior]

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[moodr1ng]

omggg theres an actual death rock/post-punk band playing in my city next month.. like they actually make goth music. it is IMPOSSIBLE to find goth shows in this country let alone in my city im soooo into it!! and the venue is literally 2 streets away from my place this fucks so hard

[azulaaaaaaah]

atla/tlok characters that i think did *it* (but i just can’t prove it)

this is the most unserious post i’ve ever made. (AND I WANT TO PREFACE BY SAYING BY *IT* I MEAN KISSING)

Sozin and Roku

and history will say that they were just great friends…

this is the only one where ill legitimately die on this hill

like i’m 90% sure roku just showed Aang their friendship in the flashbacks to prevent awkwardly explaining to a 12 year old monk that he was romantically and/or physically involved with the person who committed a g*nocide against his people

LIKE CMON WHY IN THE WORLD WAS SOZIN SO PRESSED IN THE BACKGROUND OF ROKU’S WEDDING ??? AND FOR NO REASON?? WHY WAS THEIR FRIENDSHIP SO INTENSE?

sozin i feel loved roku (to an obsessive level) and roku literally dgaf. king shit

Wan and Raava

genuinely what the fuck was going on between these two. like i don’t even have any words

canonically at the very least it was a domestic partnership

S2 korra doesn’t make sense at the best of times. imagine trying to explain the intensity of this pair’s devotion to each other, to someone who hasn’t seen the show- all the while knowing raava is a disembodied spirit practically older than time

she’s the embodiment of everything good and light in the universe and he’s just wan. (and he’s wanough <3)

‘do you think we’re soulmates in every life?’

‘bet’

‘wait that’s not what i-‘

Cabbage Merchant and his cabbages (or at least a cabbage)

yeah i’m not touching this one with a 10 foot pole

Every member of the red lotus squad

ah yes it’s my favourite evil polycule

amidst plans to kidnap children and topple monarchies what else is there to do except… kiss.

let’s be real there’s something so inherently romantic about being apart of an elite, vaguely murderous anarchist squad

they all share one exact bed. it’s canon

(p’li somehow big spoons all of them)

The S2 Nomads

these dudes are the textbook definition of anti-monogamy

like they’re obsessed with love so i fully believe that they think ‘it should be spread amongst others’ or some shit

oh to be a travelling communist nomad in a band, wandering the wilds with my wife, and our several partners

they’re somehow the opposite of the red lotus and yet the same. they all share a single bed/sleep area

The dangerous ladies (but all separately)

i don’t ship any of these particularly and yet can still admit that it’s canon

ty-lee and azula have kissed bc azula probably made up a dumb excuse like ‘oh i don’t want my first kiss with a guy to be… erm… bad’

mai and ty-lee have kissed because they both probably have genuine, vaguely deep rooted romantic feelings for each other

mai and azula have kissed to purely spite zuko (and yknow what ty-lee too)

HOWEVER A KEY ASPECT TO THIS DYNAMIC: azula is completely unaware about the ty-lee and mai thing. it’s uh… better off that way.

Hakoda and Bato

i ship this about 50% but like… it’s got to have happened once right? considering all that down time they spent together on a boat away from the repercussions of water tribe society…

also considering they were leaders i doubt the other warriors were in a position to ever call them out on it

like cmoooooooon what’s a little kiss between the homies every now and again?

hakoda is where sokka gets his rizz/flagrant bisexuality from and i can’t change that guys

[gloomysoup]

thinking of a fic. here to share. it may become something. it may not.

so the title is already figured out. it's 100% going to be Not Another Rockstar and it's going to be loosely based on the song (same title) by maisie peters. i say loosely bc i don't yet know how exactly it's all going to play out and i only have like bare bones of an idea at the moment but i need to get it out into the world otherwise i'll forget (y'all honestly hold me accountable)

so here it is: famous!au steddie, with a side of buckingham probably bc i said so.

unclear how steve is famous yet (leaning toward model, maybe actor), but eddie is the guitarist of famous metal/rock band corroded coffin (can't decide which genre but maybe they start in metal and change genres over time to be a little more on the hard rock side who knows)

steve has a long complicated history w rockstars. he's dated more than his fair share, and he's over it. to him, they're all the same: douchebags who drink too much, do too many drugs, and only really want him around as arm candy and a good fuck. he's sworn off dating rockstars for the rest of his life. and he does really well, until he meets eddie. now i'm imagining their first meeting is as simple as it gets. steve has no idea who eddie is at first, but eddie absolutely knows who steve is. and he THINKS steve knows.

so they go about their relationship. they choose to keep it relatively private, for a while. they get papped a few times, but steve assumes it's because of him. it's never mentioned by either of them. eventually, though, steve starts to notice things. specifically rockstar traits in eddie. nothing crazy, just little things.

when steve finally puts it all together and realizes who eddie is, he panics. he swore he would never date another rockstar, and here he is dating one of the biggest rockstars of the time. in his panic, he disappears. completely off the grid. no one knows where he went except his best friend robin, because she was with him. eddie freaks out because he thinks he's done something wrong. he scared steve off. he ruined everything, just like he always does.

plot happens and somehow (maybe this is where buckingham really comes into play i don't know) everything works out and steve realizes that eddie is just another rockstar. he's eddie, and steve loves him. the end.

i don't know, it's just a random little worm that wiggled its way into my brain when i was listening to the song the other day. it may be nothing who knows 🤷‍♀️

[cherie-doll]

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[solar-sunnyside-up]

Hi there... I really love the idea of solarpunk but like. The "punk" part of it makes me so anxious. I think it's a vital part of the movement, but I can never imagine doing something like that myself.

If you have any small (tiny) tips or ideas on things I can do on a more personal level I would appreciate them. Everything seems so overwhelming and completely out of my wheelhouse and skill base

Hey ya 🌱 Sprout!! It can be hard to recognize, particularly in solarpunk, but your already punk and already doing praxis. I'm sure of it.

If you've ever pirated media, DIYed or mended clothes, have a rain barrel, spoke out against poor labor conditions, provided a safe space for anyone in an uncaring world even for a brief interaction- Your already punk!! Anyone who fights and gatekeeps that title from you bc of age, aesthics, or experience is a poser and a FED!!

That being said tho--

If you want to do more outrageous projects there's a few things I can recommend depending on how much you wanna do!!

Battlejacket- TBH the purpose of a battle jacket is to soothe this exact anxiety while also being a fun project and being a single to others!! There's many examples in both my Battlejacket tag and patch idea tag to get you started. You can get iron on patches/print paper that transfers pretty well if your not used to DIYing stuff. If this feels like to big if a step and is too much tho keep in mind you can make a battlejacket and not wear it outside right away. It's a second skin to make you feel and others feel safe, but it's also a big neon target on yourself depending on your environment and where you are. So it's ok to just make one and not wear it out until your ready!! (If you do this-- my only demand is you show me when you do it!! I want to see all of those kinda projects bc I'm obsessed with them)

Getting out there- If starting a guerilla gardening project or joining a community garden, or community association isn't an option for you- be that bc of accessibility/time/energy- I'd recommend starting to archive and getting out there! Inaturalist or falling fruit are awesome programs where you identify plants/animals/stuff outside in general. It gets you outside, your adding to a community which gets the feeling of a ball rolling building confidence and your praxis muscles!!

Root yourself in your community- This is a hard one if your busy/have low spoons/are introverted but I promise its worth doing even if you arent super active in those spaces! Even just researching the history of your town/city/neighborhood and seeing what programs are running can really connect you to the area. A lot of us due to the renting crisis never truly attach to our neighborhoods or are too busy to look into local artists. (Not your fault babes, its built to do that to feed monopolies) Pick even just 1 thing you care about (local artists, teashop, bands, libraries, community fridges, etc..) and find the closest thing to you and get obsessed. Being a regular in any space is an awesome feeling, its where you'll find friends, and you'll directly see any change you provide there.

Media archiving- There's a lot of ways of doing this one but just pirate the fuck out of everything!!!! Burn it to a physical copy, share it with your friends/family! Make mix dvds, burn movies/tv shows! Directly download youtube videos! Print off your fave fanfiction and bind them into books! Particularly with streaming services directly deleting content and getting rid of them entirely this is important work but its also just very fun!! Seeing my wall filled with dvds and books and objects makes my brain happy but also again, the physical exchange of handing the media you love to another person is so unique! Theres lots of guides and methods of doing this depending on the method and medium your using.

Utilizing public spaces- Loitering is a good one as well to push yourself and to interact with things IRL! Use your public libraries and parks excessively! Spend a weird amount of time at the mall not buying stuff! This might seem like a weird one, but its a long term thing. It shows that ppl are supposed to be out and about without spending money, but also many of these places (except the mall obvi) get funding based on usage so the more you use something the more likely they are to make it accessible to more ppl! It also makes it more normal for ppl who need to loiter to be in these spaces which again adds more accessibility. This is also one that might get you unwanted attention so decide your comfort and safety level. Pushing boundaries is good but do it at your own pace.

Vandalize! - Again we're ramping up a bit on risk levels but I recommend it, particularly bus stops or putting up posters. Bus stops is bc at least in my city they only maintenance them once they've been 'ruined' so its actually a cosmic positive to do it in these spaces. Posters are also good! Ive seen quite a few for tenant unions but also a handful of them that are food resources or call outs for police. This is mostly to have passive way to show solidarity or get a message across. But also like your doing art! Great stuff! Again tho this comes with risk if caught or if you dont know what your doing so start with baby steps (like using sharpie on an Ad you fucking hate or putting up a poster in a neutral space to get used to it)

Hopefully these tips get you started!

[dipplinduo]

Scrapped Content for The Dichotomy In Our Hearts

Where have I been? Ah. Well. Would you believe me if I told you I have been writing and rewriting the same chapter across this past like...week? xD

I have been working through a series of ideas for chapter updates, but I've been very very stuck on The Dichotomy In Our Hearts.

When I tell you. I have written this one scene. OVER AND OVER. LOOOOL.

Ultimately, I've realized the voice of DIOH comes from a sweeter/reflective/"grow through growing pains" kind of tone. Not as much of a conflict-driven/angsty/"Kieran can you please chill the edge bc you're lowkey toxic chain'd" one, like with what you might see me write in Sweet & Sour Dipplins. And lemme tell you, it feels sooooo good to have this breakthrough, because one thing I've been actively trying to do with DIOH is distinguish it from S&S D across the board (but especially with Kieran & Juliana's characterizations & dynamics).

So that being said, I'm gonna rework the last two chapters. I was originally going to have them come out as part of a bigger update in general, but if you've been following this story you've honestly waited long enough, lol. So! I'm prioritizing this. Next update from me will come out within a few days with the conclusion of this story. <3 In the meantime, I figured I should share some of the scrapped work I had - it's a good scene on its own, but you'll see a different version of this scene play out in a more effective way within Chapter 4. :)

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Kieran huffed out a breath of the furious storm that had festered inside of him. He had hoped his time decompressing in the frosty woods would freeze over the raw cut to his already withering pride, but it proved to no avail as he walked along the cobblestone pathway to his home. He relished in what remained of the short-lived comfort he obtained through casting himself to the shadows as his home’s lingering lights began to expose his wounds back to the watching world. The rays were an anomaly for this time of night; his grandfather had always had a strict rule of dimming the house before bed, and Kieran was highly certain it was too late for people to be awake. 

He braced himself with a careful inhale as he quietly stepped up to the shoji before him, and the door felt like a paper barrier between the last of his solitude and judgment itself. They couldn’t have been waiting up to lecture him some more, could they? At this point, he didn’t need any punishment beyond the torment of his self-criticism. He knew he was rash and reckless. He knew he was lucky the little boy was okay. 

He just wished he was better. It was another moment he could’ve used to prove himself, but he blew it. Again.

 The guilt already gripped into him mercilessly. It seemed as if the history of his inexcusable failures enjoyed repeating themselves - no matter how hard he tried to remedy them by pushing himself - and it seemed as if the world would do anything but retire the spotlight from him while he dug his grave further into the lifeless ground. The real salt in the wound was the dramatic irony of how he had failed this time, though. 

Once again, his efforts were fruitless. Once again, Juliana had stepped in so effortlessly. Once again, she is showered in praise while he is showered in shame. 

And of course she bore witness to his humiliation.

Kieran clenched his jaw tightly as he slid the shoji. He remained stealthy, but still nonetheless moved swiftly to rip the band-aid off to whatever awaited him indoors. He squinted his sensitive eyes against the blaring, toasty lights - they were more powerful than what had seeped through to the front porch - and the illuminance from the lamps refracted warm hues off of the yellow-orange walls. Minus the scattered lights, the house was void of his noisy family members. They must’ve all retreated to their beds as Kieran would reasonably predict.  As Kieran’s vision adjusted to his bright and tidy home, his movements slowed to the sight before him. He stepped inside in a manner that was as Dedenne as he attempted to survey the situation.

Juliana was curled up against the kotatsu in an awkward position - one that looked far from comfortable. It appeared as if she had fallen asleep entirely by accident; she had donned her usual attire instead of the pajamas she was meant to borrow, and she was sitting up rather than lying down into the kotatsu’s blanket that poorly covered her lap. Her back was hunched over so she could rest her cheek against her forearms, which were somewhat sprawled along the wooden surface of the kotatsu. Her Deerling-like eyes remained sealed shut as Keiran inched closer, and there was a subtle droop in her parted jaw as she softly breathed. Odd touches of flyaways and frizz decorated her waved, somewhat messy hair, and Kieran noted slight creases that wrinkled in a hidden gray underneath her eyes. 

Was she waiting up for him? 

It was yet another moment that felt stolen and improper. When he observed her, he could see nothing but a much more vulnerable aspect of his rival that he felt he wasn’t meant to experience.

It was yet another moment that felt stolen and improper. When he observed her, he could see nothing but a much more vulnerable aspect of his rival that he felt he wasn’t meant to experience. She was supposed to be unyielding and ruthless with limitless capabilities. An obstacle in his path that he could overcome to clear his conscience.

Kieran bit the corner of his lip and exhaled slowly - the bewildering tugs of emotions on either end only added to his already building frustration. He quietly snagged the patchworked, quilted blanket that was draped along the plush sofa nearby her - why she couldn’t just resign herself on that at the minimum, Kieran didn’t know - and carefully wrapped it around her narrow shoulders. As he turned to leave, a gentle touch around some of his fingers caused him to gasp. 

“Ki…Ki-”

Kieran’s mouth suddenly felt dry as his heart skipped a beat. 

“-eran,” Juliana finished, and the weird sensation in his chest rallied heat around him. Why was he imagining she would call him…?

The touch around his middle and ring finger became a soft grip as Juliana stirred and began rubbing her face. Now that she was awake, reality struck him back into his senses and he suddenly felt as restless as he was in the woods. 

Kieran tried to keep his voice even as he spoke. "Juliana, it's late. Ya’ should go to bed," 

Juliana blinked sleepily as she sat up, still holding his hand. "I was worried about you," she murmurs. "Are you okay?"

Kieran nearly pulled his hand away as the realization dawned on him. So this was what it was all about: pity.

She was the hero who looked down on him and pitied him before anything else.

The epiphany was a coarse grain of salt rubbing in his wounds, but it was somehow the easiest and most sensible thing to believe than any lingering alternatives. "Why do you care so much?" he snapped, immediately regretting his harsh tone but feeling unable to stop himself. "You don't need to pretend to be worried about me."

Juliana flinched as she became more alert. “Why would I pretend to be worried?”

“Don’t play dumb,” Kieran spat as he snatched his hand away. 

“Why are you trying to pick a fight with me?” Juliana asked firmly as she rose, a hint of anxiety in her defensiveness. “Is this about Peacharunt?”

“It’s about way more than that.” Kieran tightened his fists as he steadied his gaze on a chair cushion, readying his words like canons. “You won again. Ya’ always do. I don’t need your pity as a consolation prize.” 

“I’m not trying to pity you,” Juliana countered. “I just know that things have been hard lately, and I-”

Kieran turned to face her, his voice almost trembling as the pain in her face brought out some of his own. “That’s why ya’ came here in the first place, right? I just mess everything up left and right. Ya’ just want ta’ keep an eye on me and fix my mistakes. ‘Cause I’m so horrible.”

Juliana stepped closer and spoke softly enough to make the hair behind Kieran’s neck raise. “Kieran, you’re not horrible at all. But you’re acting like you are, and you keep pushing people away. You’re pushing me away.”

Juliana’s cries fell on deaf ears as the anger flared inside of Kieran, directionless. An ugly mix of self-loathing, resentment, and deep-seeded insecurity oozed uncontrollably as he spat out his words. "Stop beatin’ around the bush, everyone knows that I can't ever measure up to you!” His voice cracked with the weight of his emotions, and he turned away again, unable to face her and complete his thought. How even his own grandparents trusted her battle skills over his.

“This isn’t a competition. I’m not trying to compete with you,” Juliana breathed unevenly, as if there was something unsteady brewing in her.

Kieran's eyes narrowed, his frustration boiling over. "Ya’ think it's not a competition? It's always a competition! Everyone is always comparing us, and I always come up short. Do ya’ even know what that's like?” Kieran continued as Juliana opened her mouth in protest. “Ya’ don’t. ‘Cause you’re always the hero everyone wants and loves. You are perfect,” Kieran spat as an insult as he ran out of breath. 

A pulsating surge of shock struck Kieran as his rival’s voice grew uncharacteristically intense. "You think I'm perfect? You think I don’t have struggles? That I don’t actually care about you at all?” Her voice cracked before becoming small and hushed. “How could you say such a thing?”

His eyes danced between hers in anguish, and he messily attempted to somewhat soften his outburst as he recalled her smile under the fireworks. “If you had any flaws they’d just be a work of art.” (MAKE CONTRADICTION MORE FLUID)

“I thought you of all people would know that I'm anything but perfect!” Juliana cried out, tears bursting down her face. “After everything you’ve seen me struggle with.”

As he witnessed the seams of her composure become undone, Kieran felt as if he was sinking, too. The tension in his fists released as he was taken aback, rendered speechless. 

Juliana continued to fall apart before him, using both of her hands to wipe her face repeatedly as her voice trembled. “I don’t fit in at the academy. I miss being at home. And the only person that really feels like a home is the one person I’m pitted against. You’ve seen me fail over and over again with all of these things. You’ve seen parts of me I haven’t shown anyone else. But you... you act like I’m this flawless person who just waltzes through life without a care. And it hurts, Kieran. It hurts because I care about you so much, and you don’t even see it.”

Kieran’s eyes widened as he was hit with a sudden sense of clarity. He began to blink rapidly as he recalled the intimacy and affection he had misread as a threat. Her giddiness, her eagerness to accompany him and cling to him, her interest in his thoughts and moods. A tingle ruptured inside him as he pieced everything together. 

She…liked him? 

It felt like a haughty deduction, but it was the only way he could make sense of such strong feelings. He wasn’t sure what to make of it - what he was even supposed to do with it. Kieran hesitantly reached out an arm around the shaking girl’s back and nudged her forward. His hyperawareness grew as she collapsed into him as she sobbed, curling her fingernails around arms. It felt as she was slipping down, and Kieran unintentionally dropped to the floor with her as she buried herself against him. 

It was a moment he was entirely unprepared for and could never predict. There was a part of him that felt good - as if his damaged ego was stroked and given value. There was another that raved about the attention he was receiving, to have someone fight because they cared. There was another part that was disgusted at himself for those feelings. There was another that couldn’t make sense of Juliana and her multidimensionality. Was he wrong about her? Does he have the right to be mad at her? Is he even mad at her? Why would she have a crush on him, if she even did? Kieran felt as if he was short-circuiting from the swirling contemplation. 

He was ages away from speaking as Juliana continued to blubber. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to do! I don’t know how to make up for what happened with Ogerpon! And it breaks my heart to keep seeing you get so angry without knowing how to fix it!” 

"Juliana, I..." he starts, staring aimlessly at the wall behind her as his voice trails off. “I didn’t realize…” 

"Of course you didn't," she weakly replies against him to the point where it was difficult to hear. "You're too busy seeing me as this perfect person who has it all together, like everyone else. Well, I'm not. And it hurts, Kieran. It hurts.” She repeated, nearly nonsensical.

(Below are notes that follow the direction of the scene):

Kieran feels guilty and hugs Juliana awkwardly

I'm sorry/angry at self / feels disarmed by Juliana's crying

His thoughts eventually grow quiet as she sags further against him and nearly falls asleep 

“We should both go to bed” wanted to escape but didn't want to leave, conflicted 

(J) I’m sorry if I was being too much

(K): Thats the second time you said that/improved ability to observe Juliana

Was she afraid of taking up space? Starts to see how difficult that must be

Closes door abruptly, holds his hands to his face where Juliana touched him

~EMBARRASSED EMO ~ / Reflection on duality of relationship

[v3nusxsky]

Be my good girl 18+

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Author note~ I hope I can do this prompt some good bc I came up with like 4 different ideas in my brainstorming process. Another late night writing of course I have my cookies and water. So here's your reminder to take care of yourself and go drink some water :)*

Prompt~ Reader is paying a visit to her wife and one thing leads to another. Larissa tells reader to be her good girl somehow. Smut pleaseeee ;)

Trigger warnings~ eating out finger!ng strap ! On mommy k!nk smutty smut

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Your relationship with Larissa Weems was one that you were quite proud of. I mean have you seen her? Gorgeous, stunningly tall, kind hearted, those sapphire blue eyes. Yes everything from head to toe was absolutely perfect. And even better? You got to call her your wife. Everyday you caught a glimpse of your stunning gold wedding band you were reminded that you were the luckiest girl in the world. Now you may be wondering what Larissa saw in the shy nerdy history teacher of Nevermore Academy. And truthfully you yourself had absolutely no clue. Your appearance wasn't much to be admired in your own opinion, yet Larissa still looked at you like there was nothing more beautiful than you left in the world.

Your hair was pulled into the chocolate curls were perfectly messy bun, thick black glasses perched on your nose, revealing but not too revealing outfit sat perfectly on all your curves. Maroon was definitely your colour and you knew that it would drive your wife wild. The heels you selected, simple black shoe with a slight heel just enough to add a bit of height to your already short frame. Even with the heels you just about came level to your wife's collarbones. This was all a part of your carefully thought out plan to test your wife's control over her own desires. And by the time you'd finished teaching your 5th years about the ancient Greeks it became clear your plan was working. You taught the lesson specifically on the myth of Medusa. One of your favourites if you were honest. History is something you are extremely passionate about and being able to share the extensive knowledge you had, filled you with an immense happiness.

As your students were filling out of your classroom immersed in their own conversations while you bid them goodbye. Even receiving a few "Goodbye mrs Weems" back. You watched as the groups of students as they scattered off in different directions. Rather interestingly for you, you noted that the two students you were secretly hoping would get together seemed to getting closer recently. Ah young love. You couldn't help but be excited about the fact. After all you were most definitely a hopeless romantic. The next period was your planning period so you had time to just observe the scenes in front of you. As the halls became quieter you could hear the familiar click of heels against the floor. A smiled graced your lips at the thought of your wife. It had only been 3 hours yet you missed her terribly.

"Hello darling" she whispered into your ear as she was coming behind you and gently placing her hands on your hips.

"Hi" you chuckled leaning back into your wife's arms still just looking at your surroundings. It was peaceful and quite now the students had all found their way to their fourth periods. The tranquil moment soon ended as you felt the slight pressure of your taller companions lips ghosting up and down your neck before suggesting you come to her office with her. I mean after all she knew your schedule so she knew their was no class for you until after the lunch break. With a quick nod you slipped your smaller hand into hers and allowed her to lead the way.

It wasn't long before you had reached the privacy of her office. Her eyes raking over your appearance with a subtle hint of lust lurking in those sapphire eyes you loved so much. Her lips collided with yours in a needy yet passionate kiss, backing you into the wall effectively pinning you there with a hand on the wall and the other gripping at your hips. You couldn't help the smile the crept into the kiss as your back hit the wall. After all that very action had caused even more arousal to pool between your thighs. The pair of you only pulling away when oxygen became a necessity.  Foreheads resting against each other, eyes closed and trying to steady your breathing once more.

"Rissa what was that for? I mean I'm not complaining at all but just uh..." you trailed off losing your train of thought at the smirk that graced her lips. You knew what that meant. Your plan had succeeded much to your delight.

You watched as she raked her eyes up and down your body once more. "Darling, it's like your trying to turn me on with this outfit. After all it is for me isn't it?"

"Only you Rissa" you confirmed knowing your wife had quite the possessive streak in her.

"Now tell me, why would you wear such a delicious outfit today? It's not really work attire is it dear? What were you trying to achieve besides frustrating me?" Her eyes darkened slightly and you knew this was your chance to add to her frustrations. After all the whole plan was to rile her up and achieve her touch all over your body.

"I think I've made my intentions quite clear Rissa." You stated smugly knowing just how to pull a reaction from your lover. You couldn't help but smile in delight as her fingers gripped tighter to your hip and tugged your body to her own.

"Oh you're going to regret that darling. But you're going to have to be quiet can you do that? You wouldn't want the rest of the school to hear just how needy you are when your screaming my name now would you?" She husked as her eyes bore down into your own. Her intense gaze was filled with so much need and desire you almost feel to your knees at her feet.

You nodded knowing damn well you wouldn't be able to keep quiet. But you would definitely try for her. The nod seemed to be enough for the taller women to lead you to your room just off from her office. You were rather glad for this fact. After all a bed was so much more comfortable than just a closest or somewhere hidden. Also your room provided options for Larissa to choose from. She loved to leave you guessing, never knowing her next move. Wordlessly Larissa found your gaze and got your consent by your act of submission. You stripped  off and kneeling at her feet. A well thought out agreed signal. If you were to kneel at her feet absolutely exposed for her you were at her disposal. The act immediately kick starting the basic rules you'd both agreed to. The only thing that would stop your wife from her plans would be if you were to say the words "gul" (yellow in Swedish) telling her you wanted to have a break/had a question on what she was doing. The other word "röd" (red in Swedish) immediately stopping the whole situation and she would jump into comfort mode. You'd only ever had to say röd three times. Each time you'd been treated with the upmost dignity, respect and care.

"Little one" the pet name causing a shiver to run down your body, "this outfit has been tormenting my thoughts all morning. I've not been able to get a single thing done. It's rather frustrating wouldn't you agree?" You hummed in response choosing to wait for the permission to actually use your words but not wanting to ignore the fact she was speaking to you.

"Now I think you've enjoyed that fact too much and need to be reminded of what your place is. Is that what you would like from me darling?"  Again you nodded quickly showing just how much you wanted that. Only then did she bring a hand to your hair and tilt your head upwards so you were looking into her eyes. "Words little one words" was cooed at you. Nervously the words tumbled out. "Yes I uh please"

With a small clap of her hands she chucked "Excellent. Now why don't you be a good girl and go get on the bed for me?" That sentence spurring you into action as you made a beeline for the bed. Positioning yourself into the centre of it. "Hmm good girl let's hope you stay this obedient for me" she praised watching your body respond to her words. "Aw look your so needy already and I've not touched you yet. Do you need something little one? Whatever could you need?" She pondered out loud as she walked around the room getting whatever she wanted for the activity. Also letting you sweat craving her touch but not being able to demand it.

"You Risaa, I need you" you couldn't help the desperate tone in your voice as you responded to the women you desperately craved. "Hmm I was hoping you'd say that." Was all that was said while she made her way to the bed and lent over your body to find your lips. A kiss was given showing you that she was in control of the situation. This kiss was loving yet dominant and it made you crave more. God how can she be so intoxicating. Kisses were placed over your cheeks, nose and even your eyelids before moving over to your neck. Larissa knew just how to drive you insane, she proved this as she sucked down hard against your pulse point enjoying the pathetic noises the action drew from you. Her teeth gently scraping over the skin before moving on. Kisses were trailed all over your collar bones and down your sternum before she kissed her way over to your right breast. Paying an almost worship like attention to it. Breathless moans escaping your lips at the gentle sensations causing more pleasure to find it's way to your core. Not wanting to neglect your left breast she paid the exact same attention to it before kissing down your stomach. Extra kisses were placed around your bellybutton due to the unexplainable insecurity you felt about your stomach. Her hands were trailing ever so lightly up and down your thighs. All you could feel was her.

"Remember little one, stay quiet for me and maybe you can touch mommy" you almost missed her command as she brought her lips to your clit in a sweet kiss, before sucking it into her mouth causing a moan to fall from your parted lips. Eating you out was something Larissa adored despite your fears at the beginning of your relationship. Her tongue continued to explore your folds slowly just savouring every taste. Moans falling from your lips as you brought your hands to her hair without thinking. You need more. You'd always need more of her.  However instead of more your wife pulled away from your sopping core. You could see your slick around her mouth as you whined "no no no I'm sorry mommy please I'm sorry."

"Now little one I didn't say you could do that. Don't you want to touch mommy later?"  She questioned the teasing evident in her tone.

"I do I do I'm sorry mommy" you whimpered pathetically.

"Behave then only good girls touch mommy" she reminded you the strictness in her tone told you that you were on thin ice here.

"I'll be good I'll be the goodest girl for you"

"Much better my darling now behave!" And with that her delicate fingers found their way into your soaked pussy. A moan tumbling from your lips as she began thrusting her fingers in and out. Her pace was maddeningly slow but she knew your body inside out, she was teasing you. "Please mommy more" you whimpered hoping she'd comply with your plea. In which she did her pace going from maddeningly slow to fast and hard fingers curling to hit your G spot. It wasn't long before you were chasing your own release. "Oh fuck please more please mommy I wanna cum" you managed to get out in between your moans and mewls at her actions. "So close mommy please can I."

"Cum with my name on your lips darling" that was all the permission you needed as you tumbled down the other side of your release. Your wife allowing you to ride out the waves of pleasure before slipping her fingers from your cunt. "Little one open" you immediately complied opening your mouth so she could put her fingers in it. "Be a dear and clean up this mess" and with that you licked and sucked your own essence from her fingers. Moaning at the taste of yourself. When she was satisfied with your cleaning job her fingers left your mouth with a satisfying plop.

Hearing the sounds of a harness being clicked into place had another wave of arousal coating your thighs. Fuck she wasn't done with you. "Little one I'm not done with you. Turn around and get on all fours" you complied on shaky legs due to your previous climax. A hand found it's way to your hair tugging at the band to let it flow freely over your shoulders. Only then did you feel a hand at your hips as Larissa steadily lined herself up with your entrance.

"You're going to take everything I give you little one. Don't waste any of it." And with that she slipped the fake cock into you. Pausing allowing you to adjust to her. After all she didn't want you in any discomfort while you had classes to teach. A moan of pleasure from you spurred her into action. Thrusting into you mercilessly. You were a moaning mess beneath her. And when she started to dirty talk you well you thought you were going to die. You could feel yourself chasing your body's second climax. "Mo-mmy fuck I close please" you moaned out only to whine when she slipped from your pussy. "Fuck" you whimpered as she waited for your body to have enough time to cool off slightly before slipping back into your core.

You'd lost count how many times you'd been edged now. All you were able to focus on was the feel of her pounding into you. "Please mommy please I can't..."

"Cum for me" and with that you found your release with her name falling from your lips. You rode your high out expecting her to pull herself from you but no she continued to fuse your bodies together. A brutal pace as she chased her own high. You were extremely sensitive and she knew this. "Mommy I can't I can't "you whimpered out in between moans.

"You can little one and you will, I want you to cum with me"

"Oh fuck me"

Her hand snaked round to find your clit causing you to howl and cum for her milking the fake cock for all it's worth. Your wife tumbling over her own release as she continued to pound into you enjoying the wet slapping sounds of skin.  She slipped out of you once more unclasping the strap, putting it to the side to deal with later. You were wrapped up in your wife's arms in a post-cortile boss. Your head resting on her chest listening to the sound of her heart as she pressed kisses onto your hair reassuring you that you were her good girl and you did so well for her. Here in your bubble is where you wished to stay forever however the bell rang signalling you'd missed lunch and would now have to leave the bubble you'd created.

Word count ~ 2684

[amethystfairy1]

Hi there, new anon here bc I don’t use tumblr like, almost ever. apologies for the rambling about how I love ur AU’s that’s incoming. Or if I did this wrong. Idk how to use tumblr.

Ok SO, I’ve been following your AUs on AO3 for the past few months and first of all, love it, I love your continuity with metaphors or specific descriptors that span across works, like Grian’s banded wings, glamor as heat haze on tarmac, scott having hair like spun sugar, just AUGHHHH so good I love. Little details like that make me as a writer and ofc fanfic enjoyed foam at the mouth. It’s so vivid I can picture it in my mind, I love the eclectic feel of the undercity, the mechanical lore things like wagons in Traveling thieves or rail carts and labs in TTSBC! Don’t even get me started on the peice about Doc and Etho in the depths, that one is so so good.

And your phenomenal foreshadowing? Like first read through never guessed that avian at Fremeere’s was skizz, but I went back after your recent upload and wow it totally is! Or how first read of TTSBC I never thought the two directors were the same because I hopped around in the reading order, but now it’s wayyy too similar! And now I get why a past and long dead antagonist would have such a specific and recognizable speech pattern… eerie. I love it. Can’t wait to learn more about that storyline!! I wonder how much Tango knows about Doc’s history with the labs and if he realizes the connection after talking with Zedaph. Zedango my beloved! Or just tango content/lore in general hehe. (Also, I find it humorous that Grian and Tango’s boyfriends have almost the same trauma as their dad, lol) Also, love how close the characters are to being reunited in Traveling Thieves!! They’re so close!

Anywhoo, just stopped by to say that Cub is litterally providing scar/Hot Guy with weapons in Scar’s new episode, only to see that you already saw that ofc. I was litterally kicking my feet and squeaking about it bc it’s just like TTSBC and your AU makes me so genuinely happy to read and has me in a chokehold. But the rocket arrows?? That are Hot Guy brand color coded! And expensive and I can see character!Cub being exasperated about scar’s trigger happy use of the rockets in the same way he doesn’t call the lab the Hot Cave, hehe. Or Scar showing off to Grian that he’s not the only one who can shoot sparkly projectiles!

so yeah, ik you already saw that, but i wanted to share that it’s so perfect for TTSBC or else my brain would not leave me alone lmao

DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR THE RAMBLES

I LOVE RAMBLES!!!!

I'm so glad you love my little tells for the characters! Heat haze on tarmac, hair like spun sugar, stuff like that just feels like it helps make a certain trait pop and so I try to make sure every character has at least one of them! I'm so glad you enjoy the mechanical ascept of the AUs! Both TTSBC and TT have their own little things, moving parts that keep the worlds going!

I love trying to layer in foreshadowing when I can! Skizz appearing, but I purposefully didn't tag him as a character because, thanks to avian culture, he doesn't use his name, and so it's not until we get to see from his POV that we actually get confirmation that's him!

I have no idea what you're talking about with the director, tho, because she's totally dead! She died 24 years ago during the Anarchy! Any odd vocal ticks and specific dislikes for hypothesis is completely coincidental and should be, should be, should be disregarded. 😑

They do, don't they? Whoops. I guess Doc has a lot to relate to when it comes to his future sons-in-law, huh?

CUB IS THE GUY-IN-THE-CHAIR CONFIRMED!!!! AGGGH!

Thank you so much for your rambles I absolutely loved reading them!!!! 💖

[notsodailycake]

Here, i finally finished this💀

Meet my Zelink fan kids! I have alot planned for them, but I'm too shy to actually share everything, especially bc I've only now just started fully exploring Totk (i got the game around last month) and so i wanna make sure I'm like, canon accurate, but i wouldn't mind answering questions about them👉👈

Anyhow, some fun facts about the desings:

Sonia has scars on her eyes and the tip of her left ear, why? The ones on her eyes were caused by a wolf she came across the one time she ran away from home (due to her jealousy over her sister when she was born, it's a long story), the one on her ear is bc of a bird she tried to grab once since Adira thought it was cute and wanted to pet it (Adira was 2, Sonia was 5)

Sonia's earring was a gift from her bff/crush, a gerudo girl that imma keep secret for now bc I'm still working on her

Adira's feather necklace is a gift from her close buddy/bff, a rito, which I'm also gonna be hush hush about for now

Adira messes around with alot of not so safe devices out of curiosity and the need to create, but gets her hands dirty/hurt in the process, hence the band-aids

They both have small fangs thanks to their mom (iykyk)

Adira's favorite color is pink, Sonia's is blue

Also, huge thanks to @carogdraws for helping me desing their clothes! It was a huge help and i probably wouldn't have done it without it ^^

Now, those are the extra info i have for them, the rest of the basic info i have already shared will be under the cut

Yes it was copy pasted from the last post i did about them, but i have a need to keep everything in one neat little post sue me

The two girls are 3 years apart. Oldest is Sonia (yes, named after Queen Sonia herself), and the youngest is Adira

Sonia is more like her dad, especially in terms of looks, but she inherited her mother's eyes and thurst for answers. She's very energetic and adventurous and likes helping others

She tends to be the guinea-pig to a lot of her sister's projects and creations since she has almost no self-preservation. She enjoys it tho, thinking it as a fun activity to try out new things and hang out with her sister. She also enjoys carving things, mainly toys and masks. Most of her sister's toys were made by her when they were around 11 and 8

Although she is usually quite the airhead, and not really the brightest (like her dad, cough-), she definitely inherited her mother's overthinker mind. Doesn't help that she also tends to think little of herself, being the firstborn of the Princess and Hero themselves, alot of people put her under alot of high expectations and although her parents tried their best to show she didn't have to prove her worth, the gossip around town was hard to ignore, doesn't help the fact that her sister has started to become a prodigy to her mom, creating inventions to help hyrule and planning to bring the royal system back when she's old enough

Sonia though, has no intention of bringing the royal life back, nor to continue it. Like her dad she wants to explore, she's fascinated by history and wants to disvover every small relic left unseen. And she wants to travel beyond Hyrule one day as well and help those she comes across her path. But also perhaps, escape the duties and expectations others put on top of her, and perhaps prove herself better then those expectations

She loves her sister tho, despite everything, and will never admit to her how jelouse she actually is of Adira. How jealous she was of Adira of being able to hang out with their mom so much, have so much in common with her, sometimes she wonders if she has anything from her mom other then her eyes

Adira is alot like her mother, especially in the looks department, but she has her father's eyes and thurst for chaos. She's usually quiet, but very sassy when needs be, and although seeming quite shy, she got quite the temperament and wont hold back her tounge

Like mentioned previously she becoms a prodigy to her mom, creating and getting invested on inventions to help hyrule and planning to bring the royal system back when she's old enough. She spends most of her time studying and working on anything technology finding it fun to see what possible outcomes it came give

Although sometimes the pressure is too much, as much as her parents give her the liberty to explore her interests, as she had started to show advancements in her creations and helping hyrule, as well as proclaiming to bring back the kingdom (even tho she was a child when she said that), all eyes were now set on her and she is terrified of any failure, and to disappoint everyone, she usually confides on her sister who never cared of her status and just liked to be around her for her (and well, she felt too embarrassed about it to tell her parents about it, they didn't need to worry about such simple things in her eyes, they already fought the townsfolk so much bc of that, she didn't want to make them dislike her parents bc of her)

She admires her sister alot, looks up to her and wishes she could be as cool as her, as free as her, but she isn't good in any sort of physical activities and is usually just stuck in the lab. And that causes a smidge of jealousy as Sonia is able to bond more with their dad then Adira ever could, she feels like she has nothing in common to her dad other then his eyes and need for chaos (which the second part was something looked down apon by others)

And those are the basics i have so far, there is more but I'm unsure about it for now, and aren't 100% concrete yet, so i wont share at the moment

But before i end this, here are some small fun facts:

Both Sonia and Adira are pure glutons, just like their dad XD. They have cooking sessions together quite often, helping around the kitchen when they can;

Sonia loves horses as much as her dad does, but she is terrified of riding them, because when she was little and riding one for the first time, the person who set settle on didn't do it properly and she fell, head first into a rocky ground, and to add onto it, the horse stepped right onto her pinky. Now she has small panic attacks trying to ride them

Sonia actually used to hate Adira. Since Adira was a rainbow baby, Zelda and Link did kinda get overprotective with her and accidentally neglected Sonia. That didn't last long after Sonia did cause a whole scene with running away and almost getting killed- but that's likez a whole other story in itself lol (i might make a more detailed post about this later). But after that incident, they were able to work things out, and Sonia ended up being way more protective over Adira than her own parents

[lmanberg]

ik this is a bizarre thing to say but i dont know anyone or anywhere i could say it so: w the recent wilbur soot allegations the one thing i just keep thinking is what if he kills himself? i obviously am not excusing the horrible things hes done but death is always tragic (imo) and well… hes unstable, hes been exposed for every possible thing to make his audience never see him the same way again, hes probably gonna lose friends and his band and the public image / money / fame he clearly cared deeply about. he has a history of mental illness that has not gone away nor been addressed properly. hes totally in the exact spot where an attempt would almost seem rational. i feel like im going insane i hope my gut is dead wrong about this but omfg i just cant shake it

Not bizarre, I had the same thought and even talked about it with modcord a bit in vc right after it happened. I do think it’s possible, and I think his actions after his “apology” really reinforced any desire he may have to do so.

It’s funny because the day before he made that Twitch account and things like that, I was thinking that, while this is bad for his career, I could see him having a comeback. Disappear for 9-12 months, come back with a good apology video (video posted to yt to get as many casual ex-fans to see as possible bc people don’t really block yt channels) and say you’ve changed and have proof, AA coins, therapy notes, medication bottles, things that prove that you’ve been doing something over those whole 9-12 months and not just sitting on ur ass until the last week. Message Shelby personally before making a return to the public eye, give a genuine and heartfelt apology with no expectation to reconnect, but don’t make it public that you did so. Thank her for forcing you to take accountability and being the slap in the face you needed to change. Let her share that interaction or let it stay between you two. Certainly not everyone would go back to him, but casual fans that aren’t on social media probably would. I say this knowing my irl who is one of those—I know that if he did those things that she’d listen to his music again. Of course, he might not have changed at all and just done all of it for selfish reasons, but I wasn’t thinking about it in a “oh I hope he can redeem himself” way, I was thinking of it in a PR way.

But as soon as he started acting like a fool with that Twitch account and the subtle passive aggressiveness, he ruined any chance that he could come back. He showed that he’s not regretful, even a little. After just the apology, he could’ve spun it that he was in the moment and not thinking and called himself an idiot for posting it, but everything after… just stupid. Good riddance I guess

[forlorn-crows]

*Throws my music student hat in the ring*

Because the piano has a harp within it, you could class the string ghoulettes as air ghoulettes, but on the same proviso, you should technically be classing the keys ghoul as an earth ghoul, because the piano is technically a percussion instrument.

My instinct is water ghoul, because the cello and violin have four strings like the bass guitar, and because they fulfil a similar role in the ensemble; they’re the accompaniment. But fuck it, quintessence and fire are stringed instruments too, so go for your life! Pick whichever speaks to you!

Or invent a new category of ghoul entirely? 👀

i have thought about the piano-technically-a-percussion-instrument thing, which is funny that, in this band, we classify keys as air and not earth, despite the non-electronic version the keys/synth are built from is a percussion instrument!

@askingforthesun made an interesting discussion point to me about assigning elements to instruments, in that it may differ also based on the arrangement or type of group the instruments are used in; while drums are the constant rhythm of a rock band, the piano serves a similar function with these four ladies, therefore could be considered earth in that way as well.

you and @divine-misfortune agree about the cellos being closest to the bass (excluding a literal upright bass lol), and i feel like i would agree they feel very water to me. almost like that deep sea, haunting feeling, echoing the piano lines and giving them depth.

i thought earlier if the group had a violin i might classify that as fire, light and sharp as they usually are.

vocals we could assume is air, but the quality of this voice in particular is really giving me quint energy. ethereal and all-encompassing.

i dont know that we'll ever really agree on the elements, but that's also similar to how many people view swiss, sunshine, and aurora--as multis and hybrids. not to mention the two 'transitioned' ghouls, delta and dew. and really, the main reason we have assigned elements is due to the ghouls' uniforms and the papas' assignments over the years!

it just feels different with these four; everyone was so quick to jump on the new names within hours of seeing aether and sunny were gone, because they're in the band; we aren't really talking about these ghoulettes yet bc it was a one-off type thing. it would be cool if we came up with shared names but i dont know if we will!

i think my headcanons are shaping up to be:

vocalist: quintessence cellos: water piano: earth or air

with overarching idea that they're very old ghouls that have been with the church almost as long as its existed, even before the clergy itself was founded, as the group that provides music for mass and/or special occasions. this would mean the pianist would most likely know the organ as well (which circles back to that air element possibility tho lol!). while other ghouls have played hymns and the like too, i think they must be the 'staple' group, so to say. fairly private otherwise, but very loyal to the church and the spirituality aspect. keen on preserving their history. all of them well-respected and revered as 'keepers' of this history, as well as musical skill.

they just seem like really cool ladies worthy of appreciation in our fandom lore <3

[povofjustme]

Fake Lovers

Your are the singer of a band and a ‘rival’ of Tokio Hotel. The fans loved when you guy interact with each other. So the company make you fake date someone! 

Part one 

Georg listing x Black reader

Have fun love<3 - bc its not pr. I wrote in at 3 am. Didn't have time(:

I am a part of a girl band from the US.  I have been singing since I was a little kid. At a church and  school, I would be in a choir. I met my best friends in high school. Nia the drummer, Jade the basses and Alex played the guitar. We all had a love for music and from then, it was history. 

Alex wanted to post a song that we had been working on for the longest. The next day the girls all woke me up, telling me that the song bowled up on YouTube. I never thought it would happen but now look at us. We made something of ourselves. Going on interviews and meeting up with big names. 

We had a tour in Europe, surprisingly we had a big fan base over there. Nia, Jade, and I we’re in our practice room, thinking of more outfits for the upcoming show in a few days. “Hey, guys!”  Alex came into the room with our drink she went out to get. “Hey babe,” I said with a smile. “So I was thinking, we can do a song for the stage broke.”  are heads all turned to the left.

“Okay listen, there's a band here called... Tokio Hotel” “Oh yeah, I heard of them,” Nia said. She has always been the quiet type. The things that came out of her mouth surprised us at times but she kept us on task. “They are a really big group here. Girls are in love with them” Nia added. “They are not bad looking” We looked to see Jade on her phone looking them up.

“Well, I was thinking we can do one of their songs when we hit Germany” “That sounds good but girl... I will have to learn it in like 2 weeks. I know German but it's Arsch”.  It was a really good idea, but I didn't want to fuck up anything. “I can help you G, you forget am half germen. I speak it at home,” Nia said. “I know, but people already hate me because am black. I don't want to give them another reason.” 

“G, we will all help you, we have 2 weeks. You got this, We got this” Alex told me, All I did was shake my head. For the days leading up to the preforms, we would do a concert and after I would spend m. In my time with Nia, I learned the lyrics to the song Durch Den Monsun.

Now the two weeks are up and it was time to sing. Walking out on stage, we have seen so many people. Signs with our names and faces on them. They were so sweet and amazing. 

 Now is the time “Wie fühlen wir uns heute Abend? Ich weiß, wir sollten Pause machen. Ich wollte euch etwas zeigen. Bereit Mädels?” (How are we feeling tonight? I know we should be on break but I wanted to show you guys something. Ready girls?)

The guys gave me a head nod and we started on the song. It was 3 seconds into the song and the crowd is going wild. I could remember a thing after that. Now am back in the hotel room lying down. “You know you did amazing, you got all the words right” We stayed in two hotel rooms. I got the share with Nia. “Thanks, babe”

“G, wake up. Addy needs to talk to us” Nia told me “Girl what time is it?” “7 a.m., come on and get dressed, I have to go wake the other girls.” “Is everything okay?” “I don’t know. She told us to meet her downstairs in an hour or so. She told us to dress like ourselves. So go in the shower first, it takes you forever to do your hair” I laughed while she was walking to the next door. 

We all met up in Nia and I's room to just do some finishing touches on our look. We all have a different look. Jade, Alex, Nia, and I all wore the same shirt differently but had the same dark blue jeans. I had washed my hair and it ended up in a curled-up afro which I loved. I had made my shirt into a high crop top so you could still see our band name and the dark blue jeans high-waisted.

We got downstairs to see Addy waiting for us. “Good morning my loves. I want to meet you guys to some people!” “Addy I know you are the manager and all but I might have to kill you if you try to wake us up again this early?” Alex said. “I got you guys food” “Okay I love you again” Alex added. “So what's up,” I asked 

“Tokio Hotel saw your guys perform last night and they wanted to meet you, in person,” She said with a smile on her face. “Wait are you for really!” “Yes I am, and we have to meet this in 3 hours. The place is an hour away and I want you all awake so we will drive there. Get more food and meet up with them. Okay” “Yes” we added at the same time

“Let us get this shit on the road. Am want to sleep in the car” Alex had always been the outgoing one. Always speaking her mind and not caring. Jade was that way too but she had a filter. The car ride was okay. We called for a bit until Alex went to sleep. We stopped and ate and 15 minutes later we were at a company building. The man who was driving told us we had to go through the back, due to the fans. 

Even going through the back there was still fans everywhere. All I could think was that this group made it far. Each of us had a security guard by our side until we got into the building and into the room we were supposed to be in. Addy opened the door, she was greeted by a man who I assumed was their manager. They chatted for a few seconds then he looked at us.

“It is so nice to finally meet your girls. My name is Max and am the boy's mangers.” “Hello, Max” “Hi” we each said. “Max can you give the girls a run down for today” “Oh yes, I know it's one of your breaks from your show and I premises you girls can all sleep in Tom-” All I was thinking at this time was just sleep. “You and the boys will have an hour to yourself. No cameras, no pictures, nothing. Just getting to know each other.” He looked down had his right wrist “Then in about, an hour and a half now. We will have you guys take group pictures together. Everyone in Germany loves you guys here and why not have two big groups show some love to the people but give them what they want? Yeah!” 

The girls and I looked at each other “Excuse me, sir, what do you mean?” Nia was saying what we all were thinking. “The people want to see the group interact with one another. Is that fine with you guys?” Just nodding our heads yes. “All right, follow me!” He took us to a room, from the outside we could hear voices. 

He knocked on the door. “Boys there here”  He opened the door. The girls and I looked at each other. “So who’s going in first?” I asked “I say you G, You are a singer” “Yeah, G” “ What the fuck, why.?” You are the face of the group. Now go show your face first” I walked in with a fake smile on my face. The first person I see he a tall, guy with long brown hair. His smile was to die for and I only looked for 3 seconds before taking my eyes off him. 

The rest of the girls followed right next to me in a line. “Now I want you all to mix in with each other. Bill, Tom, Georg, and Gustav. Meet G, Jade, Alex and Nia. We will see you all in an hour” I looked around the room, It was like an office space. A big round table that fit all 8 of us. Everyone got into a spot with a person we didn’t know. The brown-haired boy sat on the right of me.

“Am Bill!” He had the biggest smile on his face and his hair was as big as mine. He sat on my left “I always wanted to meet you all. You guys are amazing!” He finished “So are you! Your voice is beautiful by the way”  I feel like I could talk to him for days without getting bored. “Do you only go by G?” “Yeah it is a stage name. And It is easier to say for people” 

It took a while but everyone started talking to one another. It felt so good being about the talk to people who have the same passion that you do. We related to each other, not even an hour later and it felt like we had been friends for over years. Less than an hour. 

I found out his name, Georg. He was talking to Jade about the animal when she brought up my name. “Oh G loves animals, She has like 5 dogs. Right G?” “Oh what's their name?” Georg had asked me. “Princess, Prince, Zoey and Zion. I only have 4.” I laughed, he was looking at me the whole time I was talking or anytime we talked. He would always be the one asking me questions. I just felt so open with him, I didn't know how to act. He made me feel somewhat. A safe way but I didn’t know if I wanted to get too close, just to keep out of making a fool of myself. 

Right when I finished laughing with Georg the door opened. We didn't stop talking, we were all having a good time. “Okay guys, It's time to go,” Addy told us “It's off the the shot. Now would you all like to take different cars or take the bus?” Max asked. “We will take the same bus, I have so much to ask Alex” Bill and Alex were talking the whole time. They seem like they would become best friends by the end of the day. 

I made sure everyone got a chance to walk out the door before I did. Georg stayed behind me. “You can go first,” I told him “No it's fine, please go first” “I really hope we aren't gonna fight about this” “We are not, because you will be going first” I walked out signing. I walked out to see Max and Addy waiting for us. We walked ahead of them. I looked behind me to see them talking, I tried to listen but I could hear nothing with Alex and Bill talking loudly. 

We went through the first to get to the bus. There were fans everywhere. Since Georg and I stayed behind a little, we ended a stuck. With people trying to get on the bus. “Hold my hand, I will push us through this,” He told me and I told his hand and made it on the bus, safely.

I hoped you like it!

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... ⠀⠀יִיִ⠀𝃣 ⠀⠀ writeblr intro ⠀⠀ 💌 ⠀⠀ ── ⠀⠀ ;

hello ! my name is third king january but feel free to call me third or january ( or any other nickname you'd like ) ! i'm a twenty two year old black lesbian pursuing a graphic design major with a minor in art history and creative writing—considering media studies—who uses they/them pronouns !

ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧ :⠀ 🍓. i think this may be my third or fourth time trying out a writeblr, but the other attempts didn't go well since i was busy and didn't put a lot of effort into interacting with my mutuals </3. this time around, i really want to be a part of the community and be more supportive of everyone's writing! my goal for this account is to share my wips, any writing, and keep motivated to do more than just stare at a blank document for hours </3.

i'm a big reader and i plan to share some of my recently reads on this blog. please feel free to send me book recs if you think it's something i might like or if you just wanna ramble about something you read that you really liked! my favorite genres are horror, magical realism, fairy tales and fantasy. i love beautiful prose that's almost poetic and ambiguous writing that has you questioning everything until the grand reveal.

my favorite books are: bunny by mona awad, deathless by catherine m. valente, and how to win the time war by amal el-mohtar and max gladstone. the last two books helped me understand the kind of writing style i want to strive for as did poetry !! i don't have a whole lot of fav poems, but worm king's lullaby by richard siken is one that's always spinning in my head.

alongside reading i like manga, webtoons, videogames, and anime. my all time favorite anime is hyouka followed by angel beats and clannad. my favorite webtoon is omniscient reader's viewpoint and i can't recommend it enough. it's soosososo good! ( i started with the webtoon before switching to the novel bc i was too impatient to wait for the updates ) my favorite games are the halo series and oxenfree.

other interests of mine include music, drawing, art, watching youtube videos, journaling, horror movies, and sleeping 😴. i have a few graphic novels / webcomics in my wips so i'm learning how to draw to make them a reality! i also have a video game that's tied to another wip so i'm getting into coding as well !

please never be shy / afraid to tag me in ask games, send me an ask, or even a message! i also have a discord ( username: thirdking ) if you'd like to add me and message me there. also never think or feel like you're bothering me or anything if you wanna say hi or ramble about your interests. i'm always looking to make new friends !! 😁

i ask that minors don't interact or follow !! thank you !!

i have a handful of wips that's been running laps in my head for some time now but these are the ones ( excluding shorter stories ) that aren't multimedia projects or animation ideas, but i may talk about those anyways 😋 since most of these are still in the outlining stage they're subject to change but i'll make sure to update anything to reflect those changes !

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip one ; spring ( technically untitled but springs gna be in the final title )

the story follows two ex band mates reconnecting in their adult years after they parted ways when their front man signed a major record deal.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip two ; sisyphus

sisyphus stars three siblings at the center of a conspiracy 1!1!1 the oldest sibling, an astronaut, goes missing during a privately funded space mission embarking to a new planet found in the solar system. i wouldn't call this a greek retelling, but it does a feature a lot of nods to classic greek myths!

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip three ; atwe

atwe follows the mother of a teen superhero getting revenge after her kid is killed by an unknown villain. though it's my own special take on superheroes featuring my personal criticisms on teen heroes, it's also a study on family—in particular—distant family relations and saying i love you a little too late.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip four ; march marchen ( title will definitely change )

march marchen is my sort of alice in wonderland / fairy tale retelling that follows an unnamed girl in what might be wonderland trying to figure out who she is and who she isn't. ft parallel worlds, escapism, the fear of childhood, and the fear of adulthood.

📝 𖹭 ⠀ֵ⠀ wip five ; neapolitan ( title will definitely change )

neapolitan is a magical girl webcomic / graphic novel. the story follows a trio of girls becoming the successors of a long line of ice cream inspired magical girls. ft a bright fun palette, gore, and cannibalism! though it's a webcomic, i intend to give it a novelization from the perspective of a different set of magical girls.

if you'd like to be added to a taglist please send me an ask! it'll be easier for me to keep track ! thank you for reading <3

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7, 14 and 25 for the ask game! <3

Thank ye for the ask, Bee despite you being subjected to my constant yapping! 😮‍💨

7. What was your favorite thing about Band of Brothers?

Just how much we get to stick with these characters and see them grow into each other. I feel like the strength (and the sometimes the limitation) of the series was the fact that it was made when the veterans were still alive. (Dick Winters breathing down their necks saying, yeah that lack of personal space between me and my friend is acceptable.) All the oral history, outside of Ambrose's books, made their on-screen portrayals so rich (with mannerisms, glimpses into anecdotes, etc). Just made them all feel so alive as individuals and again as brothers-in-arms. Writing and pacing's great too. I feel like, and obviously it's my bias speaking, it's the one HBO War series whose scripts/teleplay drafts I'm compelled to dig into just to see where the fuck the minds were of these writers when they decided to establish the relationships and their individual character beats. It haunts me, a sentiment I know you share lol!!!!!

14. Do you have a favorite The Pacific episode? Which one and why?

I had to review them bc they kind of blend into each other as one piece, idk if I'm making sense there. But upon further inspekshyun, it'll have to be Part Four where it rains CONSTANTLY on Pavavu. The literal psychological damage in that episode, and the inclusion of an aid station outside of the battlefield just gives you a glimpse into the other wars happening, i.e. mental and psychological. The way everyone tries to hold on to a shred of sanity is such a compelling throughline in the series and this was one of the instances when it really comes to a head. Morbid and slightly tangential but seeing all that constant rain also just reinforces the thought I have that I would not last 5 minutes under Japanese water torture.

25. Your OTPs, if you have any.

Back at you with the do you even have to ask, Bee? Unfortunately, Dick and Nix incapacitate me daily and I am flashbanged by all the questions, as you well know, only to end up certain that they adored each other whether they fucking knew the extent of such adoration or not. My friend Lewis Nixon. Lovesick swab. My new life to my death bed. Nix would be the exception. "When we worked together it was beautiful." Just typing this down is making me spiral again.

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@matoitech THANK YOU CHASE!! making a seperate post and putting it all under the cut bc it's Long <3 (also noting at the beginning that "Voided 2" is the name of the story centering them that I've been working on for years <3) Athanasius: She/Her, Zephyr: She/him, Lux: He/Him, Ferdinand: He/Him, Alan: Any (including neos)

1. How did you choose their name? Athanasius, Zephyr, and Lux: Behindthename! I was around 14 when I created them, so I was probably just looking for names that sounded cool... I don't think there was any particular name theme I was going for, lol. I remember I only found out the proper pronunciation of "Athanasius" (atha-NAY-shus) later, and I still pronounce it "uh-thana-SEE-us" skdhjs. Ferdinand: Probably also behindthename? Possibly subconsciously influenced by the band Franz Ferdinand, because I was really into them at the time (and still am to an extent lol). Alan: Also not entirely sure where his name came from! I think it just sounded Right to me. In the original draft of the story Lux had a wife and kid in Saluria and the kid's name was Apollo, so I may have just had "A" names on the brain...

2. Were they created for the story, or was the story created for them? Athanasius and Zephyr: These two were created for their original story! It was an assignment in my 8th grade English class where we could write whatever kind of story we wanted and then we would share it with the class ^_^. Their initial story has very little in common with the current Voided 2— they weren't even a part of my main oc universe, which was also in its infancy at that time! In their original story, Athanasius and Zephyr were strangers with traumatic pasts (an abusive father and a dead brother, respectively) who became friends and found comfort in each others company, slowly beginning to help each other heal... & now they are inseparable siblings who have supported each other through the hardest times in their lives :] Lux: Initially, Lux was the aforementioned Dead Brother, who had been killed in front of Zephyr when they were teens... So in that way, he was created for that original story, but then later I drew him and really liked his design (& really liked the idea of incorporating them all into my main oc universe) and created the beginnings of Voided 2 around him! I distinctly remember thinking "okay but what if he was secretly alive...." and then everything exploded from there skdjfgks Ferdinand: He was created for the story, but similarly was fleshed out by having more story developed for him after his creation! I think Ferdinand came around not long after I decided that Lux was alive and came up with everything involving Saluria and the Salurian War... & I don't remember the specifics but he was always intended to come back after dying ^_^ a lot more of the important aspects of his story and character (non-op trans man, has a sister that's still alive, in school to become a doctor, rebuilt his body piece by piece, displaced about ten years out of time) came about much more recently than his actual inception! Alan: Xe was created the most recently out of the whole family, and he was definitely created for the story! I wanted Lux and Ferdinand to have a kid, and thus Alan came to be :] However, much like their dads, Alan's story was created after she came into being... they're not direct family but David & Alex also were created and then immediately expanded Alan's backstory ^_^

7. What attribute of them (some facet of their personality, their history, their look, or whatever etc) would you find most important to somehow preserve if they were transplanted to an AU fanfic? Athanasius: It's funny, because of the nature of my oc universe I kind of loosely think that the original version of Athanasius still exists in a different universe... but other than having orange hair and the same first name, they're completely different people. For more "traditional" AUs, I think the core aspects of her as a person (appearance, Zephyr and Lux's adoptive sister, strong need for community and a closeness to her family, being a butch) are absolutely necessary to preserve. I enjoy AUs more if they're less "here's a reimagining of the character in this place/time" and more "they're essentially the same person, I'm just putting them in Situations"... so like even in a fantasy setting she'd still be Her, you know? (<- guy who has a fantasy AU but never talks about it). Zephyr: Seeing a Zeph without her mullet is like a butterfly without its wings.... Okay real answer. Similar to Thana, I use AUs as a Playing With Toys/Putting them in Situations thing, so I'd probably keep nearly everything the same about him? Within reason like there's a "Lux comes back early/Lux never leaves" AU bouncing around in my head and I think Zephyr in that would be less Melancholic and would def have a couple less Issues but she'd still be very similar as an adult I think... dunno! It's fun but a lot to think about... Lux: sdjifhsdk okay in Lux's case no matter what he's losing an eye simply because I think he looks weird when I draw him with both eyes LMAO. Core part of his character 2 me. Lux's personality I think stays similar no matter what you do to him, but also I feel like he's been so molded by his experiences in Saluria that it's also key that he's a traumatized war veteran... but ALSO ALSO I refuse to even consider that in a "Real World" AU he would join the US Military bc. he Would Not Do that. it's complicated! He's a generally pacifistic guy forced to fight for his and others lives... Ferdinand: While I don't necessarily find it vital that he dies in an AU, having others think he died is always fun... specifically thinking abt my fantasy AU here. But I think more important is having a tense/strained relationship with his blood family and him finding community & love elsewhere. He also would not enlist in a "Real World" AU unless explicitly forced to... He probably also retains an interest in healthcare 👍 Alan: Becoming disabled very abruptly is important to his character I think. So he's losing that leg no matter where he ends up sdkjfgs. His past of being a test-tube baby and living in an orphanage for a good while is also pretty important imo, but obvs that can't apply to every AU... so just having kind of a "experimentation" type backstory and not having any family outside of David/Alex for a while is probably something I'd keep every time!

9. If your character could have handed their role in the plot to someone else, would they have? Athanasius: She spent a lot of her worse moments wondering how different things might be if she was just Zephyr's blood-related sister instead... would there be less distance between her and the world? Would her dad and Zeph be less sad if she had vanished instead of Lux? She's scared of the answer to that. It took a long time before she really felt like she "belonged" anywhere, and even then it felt... fragile. Like the smallest misstep could shatter everyone's "acceptance" into "tolerance"... Zephyr: She never thought about it, really. Or tried not to. Lux would've been a better student. Lux would've been a better role model for Thana. Lux would've been strong enough to be there for their dad. Despite his best efforts, these thoughts kept her up at night for years and years, slowly creeping in with the colder months. He had decided to make a conceited effort to move on and NOT entertain those thoughts anymore... and then Lux came back. Lux: This is something he was explicitly doing everything in his power to avoid.... His aunt who brought him to Saluria after The Incident constantly remarked that she should've snatched Zephyr instead, and just the though of his brother having to go through this instead made Lux fight even harder.... :( Ferdinand: He had nearly two decades to spend thinking about this... eventually he decided not to dwell on it too much. Things ended up the way they did, and he can't change that. In his darker moments, though, especially towards the beginning of his time as a soul without a body... he often flipped between "I wish I hadn't let this happen to me" and "I wouldn't wish this on anyone". Alan: If anything, I think he wishes that xe could've been there for Alex and David more, especially when he hears about/remembers the whole story. I don't think they would've wanted to trade places with Alex, but instead I think she wishes that the experimentation had never been done in the first place and that all three of them could've grown up together as siblings...

16. What is your character's favorite leisure activity? Athanasius: She's a gamer sjdkfs! She's a huge sonic fan (she and Zephyr played the original games as late teens and loved the sonic adventure series when they were in their late college years :]) and she's kept her childhood consoles. She's mostly into older games, but she'll check out the newest releases of her fav series when they come out! Zephyr: Does laying comatose on the couch count She likes doing puzzle type activities, from sudoku to picross to crosswords! He likes to think it helps her calm his rapid thoughts down... Art and writing are sometimes leisurely for Zephyr, but since she does that for his job, it can be hard to engage with that outside of obligation, even though she genuinely has a love for them. Lux: Anything that keeps his hands busy! I think he would try a lot of different things just because he was curious about them. He's not fantastic at most of the things he tries, but usually Lux will try to get decent enough to be proud of his progress before moving on to something new. He can knit a pretty passable scarf :] Ferdinand: Absolutely has a mostly anonymous blog where he generally posts just aesthetic pictures he takes. He'll occasionally wax philosophy on the nature of what it means to live and what our place is in the world and such... Ferdinand also likes showing off his garden on there ^_^ He's very responsive to any comments he gets, and he's made a good handful of friends online! Alan: He loooves reading! Mainly encyclopedia type books (especially when she was younger) but also loves a good mystery novel. They also enjoy just going out into the woods and bird watching :]

17. Is your character holding any grudges? Are they likely to stop?

Athanasius: Oh she 100% held a grudge against Lux for a good while, especially when it first came into question if he was really dead + when he initially returned only to not explain anything and tried to run away again... Thana, while not having much of an initial connection to Lux herself, saw firsthand how her dad and sibling were after he vanished... But after actually sitting down and talking with each other, they began to build a much healthier relationship and are now very close :] I think it took a while for that resentment to fully fade, but as of now she's happy to have him as her brother!

Zephyr: She held a grudge against his dad for about a year after he told her and Thana that he wasn't entirely sure that the remains buried under Lux's name were actually his... it was almost like tearing that wound clean open again. He eventually saw his dad's perspective, but even today it's a bit of a sore spot between them. Lux: There were times when Lux was fueled by nothing but anguish and hatred. Hatred towards the war, hatred towards the Vacares, hatred towards his aunt, hatred even towards his family back home (these periods were particularly brief, and quickly followed by such an intense shame that he nearly hurt himself). By the time Lux was finally able to return home, all that was left of the burning anger was a profoundly exhausted sadness. All he had left to do, he thought, was apologize to his last remaining family and then disappear for good this time. As he began to recover, I think his anger definitely returned, which at times alarmed him after being emotionally numb for years and years. He's grown to be much better at regulating and recognizing his emotions now! Ferdinand: For a good while, he did have a grudge against the Vacare that killed him. That began to lessen a bit with time, but it's something that will probably be with him for a good long while, if it ever fades at all... It really doesn't take up much of his thoughts, though. More than anything, he has a new appreciation and love of life that he cherishes every single day! Alan: Not really, to be honest! He doesn't get angry in general very easily, and also has a hard time empathizing with others. Xe doesn't necessarily hold a grudge over their childhood being intensely fucked, but she does sometimes wish he had been allowed a "normal" life.

19. Does your character have any health issues, whether they're aware of them or not? Athanasius: She's type-1 diabetic! She has an insulin pump on her left side. Zephyr: She is suffering the consequences of decades of HORRENDOUS posture. He's got a generally bad back and if she throws it out he can be bedridden for a few days. Lux: Besides the obvious (missing an eye) he's got chronic pain, both from the many, many injuries he received during the war and in his joints. Usually he manages it with Lunoir healing techniques (using soul energy to help numb the nerves sending pain signals), he also has crutches and a wheelchair for particularly bad days. Ferdinand: None particularly, other than the general aches and pains of wear and age! Alan: Again, besides the obvious (missing his left leg below the knee), xe's hypermobile! They have a cane and a chair for days when walking unassisted hurts too much.

20. Free Space #2: Which of your OCs would you most like to meet in person, if they could become real (or you could visit them) for a day?

Can I say the whole family. skjdfgks but I want to give Lux a hug sooo bad... both because I love him and I think he would give really good hugs. I'd also love to just sit down and talk with any of them! I feel like a lot of myself ended up in Zephyr, so I wonder what that would be like, to meet her both from my perspective and for him to meet me from her perspective.... I'd also be ecstatic to meet thana, she's like the cool aunt who you play games with and hear wild work stories from.. I think she'd be a bit weirded out by the whole "meeting the person who thought you up" thing but I hope we would have a good relationship! Ferdinand would probably take it the best out of anyone, and I feel like we could have a really nice conversation about the nature of creation :] I also want to give him a hug very badly. Alan might be a bit awkward at first? But I think that's how it is with both him and myself when meeting someone new. We could probably bus to the mall or something or just walk around and swap stories about our lives :]