#btw every time i answer any questions please keep in mind that i'm not an expert on any of this

[cuties-in-codices]

so, could you find stuff that looks like what the demon on top of the pillar VII of the Chauvigny Saint-Pierre collegial church?

answer below the cut :)

hi! since you said 'demon' in singular i assume we're talking about the the squatting creature in the middle? (on wikipedia it says that this one is the devil, flanked by two demons.) i can't say that it reminds me of any particular demon/devil, but it also doesn't look atypical to me at all. demons/devils in medieval art come in all shapes, sizes and colours, and to my eyes this one just looks like another variation of the recurring 'themes' of demon depictions. here's the devil on another pillar of the same church:

so, he seems to have fur, a tail, wings, some kind of claws or paws for feet, relatively human hands, spiked hair, spiky ears and a kind of half-human/half-animalistic face. all of those features are very common in the demon/devil depictions i've come across.

just as a random example, here are some demons from a 15th c. bavarian manuscript that share a lot of the same features:

(Berlin, SBB, Hdschr. 300, fol. 2r and 26r)

same goes for these two:

(Paris, BnF, Français 22971, fol. 28v)

the squatting position as well as the facial expression kind of reminds me of this depiction of the devil in the 'livre de la vigne nostre seigneur' (france, c. 1450–1470):

(Oxford, Bodleian Library, MS. Douce 134, fol. 67v)

all of the illustrations shown above were created several centuries later than the (early 12th c.) saint-pierre pillars though, i should add. you would have to ask somebody else if you're interested in an art-historical classification of the st.-pierre devil.

EDIT: i focused on the devil's phenotype, but i just saw on your blog that you're actually interested in the x-shaped cross he's holding, which the (german) wikipedia article calls "a symbol of death, with a tilted cross and dots in the triangular areas". i also have a hard time finding other references to this "symbol of death" anywhere, but in this list of cross symbols the "schrägkreuz" (english wiki calls it "saltire, also called saint andrew's cross or the crux decussata") is said to have originally symbolized the crossed logs of a sacrifical altar (for fire sacrifices) and is thus found in depictions of the sacrifice of isaac and in depictions of the widow of sarepta/zarephath. there seems to be more information on it this in this lexicon:

Gerd Heinz-Mohr: Lexikon der Symbole. Bilder und Zeichen der christlichen Kunst, S. 177. Eugen Diederichs Verlag, München, Neuausg. 1998.

possibly also here? (also german, sorry)

Rickert, Arnold: Über Kreuz und Schrägkreuz als Figuren im Raum. In: Symbolon. Jahrbuch der Gesellschaft für Wissenschaftliche Symbolforschung Bd. 6 (1968) S. 56-71.

[kaciebello]

hi, can you make a Draco Malfoy x Slytherin (female) reader please?

also, I'm really sorry about your chameleon!!

Drunken confessions

Masterlist Draco Malfoy x fem!reader Summary: Draco has a crush, and as a typical teenage boy, he has no idea how to deal with it. Warning: none author note: Sorry it took so long, this is way overdue. Also sorry it is so short but I felt like if I added more it would ruin it a bit. But I'm gonna be honest, I don't think you come to me for long fics. Btw if you see the pictures under each other and not next on pc, I am sorry, tumbler is tripping a bit. Word count: 1k Song: In My Dreams - Red Velvet

Slytherins were a proud house. Sometimes, they are too proud for their own good. But it’s not like somebody is going to tell them otherwise, and let's be honest, they are not going to listen to Rawenclar of Hufflepuff, and certainly not Grifindoor. Draco was aware of his pride and was proud of this too. There was just one person who would humble him any chance they got.

Sitting across him in the common room was a girl he despised. She was getting on his nerves just the way she smiled. She shared the same circle of high-up Slytherins as him, so he couldn't get rid of her. he tried once, but was shot down by the whole group. Sure, was he in another house, his friends might have said he had a crush on the girl. but he is a proud Slytherin, so he will never admit that out loud. Athou if you were to ask Matteo, he sure has a video of Draco crying hysterically over his crush.

it was only a short time before everyone returned to their own bedrooms. Draco stayed behind, finding himself nauseous when getting up. He was sitting there, nursing a small glass of water and staring at nothing with a blank expression. he could feel the sofa dip next to him but he could not be bothered. It’s when he feels a tap on his shoulder that he lifts his head.

There she sat next to him, flashing her pearly whites at him as if she wanted to blind him. His own smile crept on his face as he looked at her. God, he was whipped. She didn't say anything and Draco couldn't figure out if he was hallucinating. He didn’t want her to disappear. The girl let out a sigh.

“What are you doing here? It’s late. Why don’t you go to bed?” she says, looking all over his face for any sigh of exhaustion, or worse, some kind of mischievous spell.  Draco did not answer. Instead, he rested his head on the back of the sofa, looking at the ceiling. The girl didn’t say anything like she was expecting him to be a moody teenager.

He could feel her take his class and place it on the table in front of them. He could smell her perfume every time she moved and it drove him crazy. She made herself comfortable. Arms resting on the back of the sofa looking at him, her legs thrown over his lap. Dracos put his hands on them without even thinking about it.

“Can I have a question? “ She says. draco turns his his head so they are face to face.

“shoot”

“what are we?”

“unshoot” a gentle laugh leaves her as he answers.

Silence falls upon them. To others, it might have been awkward, but to them, it felt comforting. If Draco had to put any labels on them, he would write giant ‘ simp ‘ in a red marker on his face. She would be a goddess, of course. He turns to her again. She's looking at him with eyes full of curiosity.

“Ya know,” he starts, “I don't think I've ever told you this. But you’re lowkey pretty.” “Lowkey?”

“Yea okay, highkey.” Be blurs out. She again laughs. A sound that Draco swore he would hear at the pearly gates one day.

“Well, I'm glad you think I’m pretty. I would be pretty bumped if my crush thought I'm ugly.” She says. draco just hums, not really paying attention to her words. His eyes keep jumping between her eyes and lips. The girl just sighs again.

“Come one big guy, let's get you to bed.”  She makes a move to get up but Draco is not letting her move. A brilliant idea came to his mind and he felt like he was going to die if he did not execute it right at this moment.  He moved her close to his, as much as he could. One hand sneaked around her waist and the other around her neck. He leaned in so close that he could feel her breath on her face. Even up close he found her so pretty, it almost made him cry.  She was looking at him. Watching him studying her as if he was trying to engrave her face in his memory. She wanted him to move, she wanted him to close the gap between them, but alas he wouldn't move. Seemingly in his own world, with no way in.

So she did it for him. Only for a split second, Draco felt her lips on his. He was left chasing after her when she moved away. A small whine left him as well. He stayed there looking at her, a pout forming on his lips as if she had just stolen his last piece of candy.

“Ya know, I lowkey like you,” he says, very proud of his confession. His brain drifted away again as he locked his eyes on her lips once more.

“ I like you too, dummy.” She says back, playing with his hair softly. draco let out a hum as that was the only thing he needed to hear before locking their lips again. He leaned her back so she lay flat on the sofa. He separated them for a second.

“You know, this is not just a drunken confession. I don't do those.” He says and goes to kiss her again. She stops him with her hand on his chest. A wide smile on her face melted Draco's heart away.

“You meant like that one time you told me about how you slipped naked in the perfect bathroom and slid from one end to the other on your butt?”

“I told you that in confidence!” He whines and hides his face in her neck. She can only laugh.

[imaginethezeldaverse]

Ahhh I love your work! Every work of yours I’ve read has been absolutely amazing, you write so beautifully. I was wondering if I could maybe request a Revali x reader headcanons of Rito mating season or heat/rut? Have a wonderful day/night as well!

Hmmm okay, I think I can give you a few off the top of my head, sure! Since we're talking about a mating season, I'm going to write reader a female/afab/child-bearing capable perspective, if that's okay. There's a headcanon I have that will involve that aspect (so trigger warning for that too btw - I'll add it in in the tags but just an fyi!) I also added a little mini fic in there for funsies lol enjoy!

It's overwhelming for him. Being with you is the first time his heat has ever truly affected him before, so the experience engulfs the poor Rito man. It's a new experience for you both.

He's scared he'll hurt you - like...actually scared. For as headstrong as he can be and how well he carries himself, he very much is still a hero - and that means no harm comes to people that don't deserve it. Especially you - who he loves so dearly and would give his ability to fly if it came down to it.

His instincts are so strong he almost can't control them this time. There's a sensation in him that needs to breed you - take you over and over until he knows he's successfully put a child in you.

Should you decide to help him, he's definitely not going to be gentle. You'll likely sustain some scratches, rug burn, and a few hickies here from his love bites. He's giving in to inhibition here, running with something more primal and animalistic than either of you are used to. But if that scares you - please heed his warning and leave! He absolutely would not hold it against you.

Afterwards, he's very cuddly and it's then you'll realize that he's made a makeshift nest out of a bunch of soft things he owned: garments, shed feathers, even all of his scarves that he's owned through the years. He'll hold you to his chest (and his heart is beating FAST), his chirps and trills are quiet but against your body you hear him clear as day. It takes a few minutes for him to slip back into a less animal-like frame of mind, so forgive him if he doesn't answer any questions or respond to you coherently right away.

Normally Revali had never had an issue with mating season before recent - without a mate to call his own, the ruts were never something he couldn't handle. However, after falling for you, the creation of an unbreakable bond of love and trust changes things inside him. His Rito DNA senses the deep affection he holds for you and ultimately alters his internal biology to reflect as such. So when mating season comes around, you're both blissfully unaware at first. Until you walk into his hut and find him doubled over. The scent of you hits him right away, and in a very rough, shaky voice he begs you not to come any closer. But you can clearly see that he's sweating profusely, feathers fluffed and tousled. He's disheveled and groaning in what sounds like pain so immediately you're thinking he's injured...or worse.

When you try to approach him again he raises his voice to leave him alone. "Please!" he begs - and the red alarms in your head are blaring because he is not one to beg for anything - "I need you...t-to leave..." his head hangs and his chest heaves as he tries to keep a semblance of his decency intact, "I c-c-can't...pro...tect you..." You look at him confused, protect you from what? There's currently no danger! Scanning the room, you still don't understand. But then you remember, from a book you'd read a while ago that Princess Zelda has lent to you (just so you could understand Rito culture a bit better) - spring always meant mating season. Your eyes connect with the foliage that peeks just outside of Revali's window - an elder tree in full bloom. So Revali was-- "Let me help you," you offer, realizing now why he seemed so pained. You didn't think about the decision, didn't think about the repercussions - all you wanted was for him to no longer be in distress. The black pupils of this emerald eyes withered to slits. His breathing picks up, a few short huffs away from a hyperventilation. With the last shred of coherent thought he could must, he exhaled out, "I'll...hurt...you..."

Perhaps it was your bravery, or maybe your caring, stubborn heart that would shrug off your coat, laying it on the ground before him. Revali watches you through his exasperated panting, the erection in his lower garments straining terribly, though he's trying to hide it. The groan he lets out sends a chill down your own spine when you move to gently cup his beak in your hands. As soon as you understood what was happening, you knew the risk of staying there. "I don't care, Revali...I know what you need..." his feather take on a more purple shade as he flushes, "...And I want to help you."

You barely have time to undo the bodice portion of your dress when your hands release his face and you turn to undress, because he almost immediately pins you down. His rush on your body has you landing a little awkwardly on your chest and stomach, but it's soothed by the sensation of long, soft fingered-feathers caressing your sensitive skin. The Rito's beak pecks everywhere he can reach, even plucking at your sleeves to release more of your skin from your dress. You feel his taloned foot wrap around your ankle, not necessarily doing anything to you other than anchoring you beneath him. His winged digits pinch your nipples to stiffness: the combination of those pulses of electricity and the very obvious hardness poking at your backside have you gasping already.

His rut makes him impatient; you know this as you already feel fingers circling your entrance, half to rile you up further, half to make sure you're ready. But again - Revali is impatient, and so up goes your dress, over your hips. There's brief shuffling behind you and then just as you brace your hand around what would essentially be his wrist, Revali is already spreading your legs and sliding between them. The pressure of him inside of you has you keening, and you're thankful for the little bit of foreplay you were given, making you just wet enough to accommodate him. The wing that toyed with your chest was now crowding around your neck, pulling your body upright and flush against his chest as he took you.

Revali is far less than gentle, the rough huffs and deep chitters falling over your skin as he held you still: one wing wound very loosely around your neck, the other gripping your thigh for purchase. His beak nibbled at whatever flesh he could reach. "Re...valiiiiii" you whined out, breath hitching mid thrust. But he could not hear you, his mind so incensed with fucking you to fullness, more avian than anything else as he slammed his hips into you. Yes, he would bed you multiple times that evening, and in multiple positions no less, spilling his seed so deep inside you, even he wasn't able to get you pregnant - he was surely going to take you like he planned on it.

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After all is said and done, you eventually wake upon a bed of soft clothes and feathers. As you look down you realize it's shaped meticulously, as though it was made to have a form. It was then you realize his need to mate had him go through all of the motions: including building a nest for his mate. You look up at your Rito Champion, the tufts of his feathers much more relaxed than earlier as he rests. Your fingers gently stroke his beak, and the pleased chirp he lets out warms your heart. His wings wrap around your frame a little tighter; your hands waft through the down of his chest. You've no idea if this means you'll actually conceive or not - but you do know you don't mind in the least. You love Revali entirely, you wouldn't have offered if you didn't, and you're hoping that making love to him through his rut was proof enough. His beak finds your temple, carefully nibble and peck at the strands of your hair as if to preen you - it makes you giggle, his animal instincts still showing out in small ways as he settles down into sleep.

You'd assess any repercussions of his rougher handling when you awoke later, right now it just felt good to be in his arms like this.

[starlahuskyz]

Chances - Chapter 21

Summary: Jordan seeks advice from the Emerson's about what to do about her situation, meanwhile Dwayne and Paul try to keep any friction from occurring.

I'm back bitches!!! I'm sorry for the SIX MONTH HIATUS but I wanna wrap of this story by the end of the year since I finally have an idea of how I wanna end it. Thank you to anyone who still cares btw, sorry for the wait ;_;

Chapter 20 <<< >>> Chapter 22

TW// None

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David and Jordan didn’t speak of what happened to the others once they returned. Jordan made up a stupid excuse and said she just got nervous and needed to leave. When the others questioned her minor wrist injury, David made up some excuse for her. Marko reassured her that everything was okay, he elaborated on his talk with Max and talked about the potential idea of her previous mate still being around. He denied the idea heavily, Jordan felt terrible for not telling him the truth, but it was the only thing she could think to do for the moment. They all retreated back to the cave for the rest of the night, David kept to his word and didn’t say a thing about what happened that night.

Everyone sat doing their own thing, Dwayne read a book on the couch with Paul draped over his lap smoking a joint. David was outside taking time to himself. And Marko and Jordan sat on one of the empty beds with some of Marko’s pigeons. Marko spoke to Jordan trying to take her mind off of what happened, yet Jordan still seemed rather conflicted. She’d occasionally laugh at something Marko says but ultimately a bad feeling still lingered within her. Then soon, she made a decision, she stood up and started walking out of the cave without saying a word.

“Hey mama, where ya goin’?” Paul sat up while Dwayne looked up from his book and Marko made a move to follow her.

“I’m just going home, that’s all.” Before she could leave, Marko grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

“Without me? Don’t you want me to take you home?”

“Marko please, just for tonight okay? Tonight’s been weird, I need time to myself.” She gently pulled his hand away from her and gave a quick peck on his nose.

He didn’t answer for a moment, looking upset. Jordan sighed and pulled him into a hug to try and make him feel better. He then asked a question.

“It’s not me, is it?”

“No! No way, it’s me and my stupid thoughts. I’m not upset at you at all.”

“So what’s the problem then? Can’t you tell me? We can fix those thoughts together.”

“I don’t want to right now, maybe later but not tonight.”

Marko exhaled frustrated “So when?”

The others feel tension in the room suddenly rising.

“I don’t know, hopefully soon.” Jordan still kept her habit of closing her mind off to anyone else despite their bond. She hates doing it, but she’s already bothered enough as it is.

“Give me something, Jordan! You’ve done this before and you know it bugs the shit out of me, stop keeping shit from me…from us!” Marko motions to the others.

“You guys are not entitled to know every little thing that goes on in my life! Can you just leave me for tonight?”

Paul comes up to the pair trying to diffuse the tension.

“Guys, c’mon let’s not fight about this. It ain’t worth it, it just isn’t.” Neither party listens and they shoo Paul away.

“If I tell you, I’m gonna regret it and so will you. You don’t have to believe me, but god dammit I know what I’m talking about.” Jordan says.

“What could you possibly tell me that I would regret hearing about? Are you cursed or something?”

“Okay you know what, tell you this. I’ll tell you in a week, only if you promise not to push me about it. Is that something you can work with?”

Marko sneers, “Fine, but you better be serious about it.”

“May god strike me down where I stand.”

With that, Jordan storms out of the cave and Marko leaves for a quiet alcove to go sulk alone. Paul is left alone standing while Dwayne shrugs it off, still engrossed in his book.

“Dwayne, this is bad. REAL bad.” Paul looks for help yet Dwayne doesn’t look up. Paul huffs and grabs Dwayne’s book and chucks it across the cave and Dwayne sighs.

“I’m assuming you want to do something about it?”

“Damn right? You heard them, right? Their relationship is on the rocks! All because of a lack of honesty…not gonna happen in this household!”

Dwayne stands up ”So what’s your plan?”

“You go talk to Jordan and I go talk with Marko. We need to knock some sense into them.” Before Paul walks off, Dwayne grabs his coat tails.

“Hold on, hot shot. Don’t you think Jordan is the one who started this? She’s the dishonest one, something must’ve happened tonight. How about this? I can talk to David instead of Marko. He’s bound to know what happened, you can go talk to Marko.”

Paul snaps his fingers and grins “I like the way you think. Let’s split!”

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Jordan paces her with a flurry of mixed emotions, Bixby watches her silently. She’s ridden with nothing but confusion and self hatred at why she just didn’t tell Marko the truth, now she was just risking her relationship with him and for what? Literally nothing.

“I think I’m losing my mind, Bixby. I need to prepare for next week and yet I can’t let the others know what I’m doing.” Jordan flops onto her bed with Bixby trotting over to do the same, she pets the furry creature in an attempt at calming her anxiety. 

She glances at the clock on her wall and decides she needs to get out for the night. She quietly says to herself “I should talk to Star and Michael, maybe they can help.”

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Dwayne walks outside to the cliff side where the waves repeatedly crash against it, he spots David staring into the dark ocean where it’s almost discernible from the dark night sky. Approaching him quietly, he tosses a question.

“Everything alright?”

David didn’t bother looking his way as he lit a cigarette and answered his question. “No idea.”

“Did something happen with Jordan when you found her? Her and Marko had a disagreement over this bullshit.”

“Why not ask her?” 

“You heard me correctly right? She clearly didn't tell us shit.”

David turned to face the brunette “Of course, I’m saying that because you aren’t getting the truth out of me. She told me not to tell you so why would I go against her wishes?”

Dwayne huffed “So you do know? If it’s causing issues like this, don’t you think it’d be better to tell all of us so this friction doesn’t get worse?”

“Look, it’s her problem. You want to know so badly then go beg her on your hands and knees, I’m sure you’ll annoy her enough that she’ll say something.” David walked past Dwayne running a hand down his shoulder while doing so. Dwayne only stares with a raised eyebrow contemplating what he said.

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Jordan parked her house outside the Emerson’s house and knocked on their door hoping Michael or Star would answer. She instead was greeted to little Laddie opening the door, he was rather elated that she showed up.

“Hi Jordan!” He threw himself at her legs and looked up at her with his big ole’ eyes.

“Hey short stack, is Michael home right now?”

“Oh he’s upstairs with Star, but they told me they were busy with something so I was reading comics with Sam and the Frogs.”

Jordan sighed, “I see…well, can I come in anyways?”

“Sure!” He pulled her inside noting the house’s dark interior “Just be quiet cuz’ Gramma Lucy is sleeping right now.”

Jordan only quietly nodded before saying “You mind leading me to Sam, I wanna speak with him.”

Without another word Laddie pulled Jordan upstairs and before they walked into the door they were greeted by a fluffy Alaskan malamute.

“That’s Nanook.” Laddie says while Jordan freezes.

“Are you a nice pup?” Jordan quietly asks.

“WOOF!” Nanook started barking at her, sensing her vampire nature, then Sam rushed out the door with a broom in hand but calming down when seeing who it was.

“Nanook, cool it!” He hisses at his dog. “Jordan, why are you here?”

“I wanted to talk to your brother but it seemed they were busy so I decided you were the next best person.”

One of the bedroom doors swung open and Michael stormed out wearing nothing but sweatpants and he seemed rather peeved.

“The hell is going on out here?”

“Mikey I got it covered, don't worry finish whatever gross stuff you were doing with Star and I’ll talk to Jordan myself until you’re ready.”

Micheal looked from Sam to Jordan and sighed frustrated, “You guys already ruined the mood so forget about it.”

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Marko sat on a stool inside a part of the cave filled with water that seemed to illuminate its interior and worked carefully on a painting, being sure not to mess it up. That is until Paul comes strolling in sighing pitifully trying to strike up a conversation with Marko. Marko sighed and laid down his brush and palette to look at Paul.

“The hell do you want?”

“Marko what’s happened to you? I thought we talked about taking things slow and not being too forceful about these things.”

“Paul with all due respect I’m sick of all this crap, first she holds a secret about her past and now that that’s all been dealt with now there is some kind of secret she’s not telling me about.”

“Well we all got secrets man, I mean I do…you got plenty you haven’t told her either.”

Marko stands up angrily staring up at the taller blonde. “I know that, but I hate that she’s practically shoving her secrets in my face, making it so god damn obvious!” He kicks a stray rock into the water, getting frustrated.

“Dude I’m sure she doesn’t mean to, I mean you know she’s a sensitive person. Look, she may have held her past from you but she told you eventually didn’t she?”

Marko crossed his arms and huffed before answering “Yeah…”

Paul comes over and rubs his shoulders reassuringly “So be patient bud. She said she’d tell you by next week.”

Marko knew he was right, but one thing still bugged him. 

“Paul, what do you think she meant by telling me I’d regret knowing what the secret was?”

“She’s probably bluffing, just ignore it man. She’s probably overthinking it.”

“You better be right, Paul.”

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Michael, Star and Jordan sat in the living room with Jordan telling them about what happened that night. They were in disbelief at the fact that her ex was still alive, and it wasn’t helped by the fact that she lied to the others about it.

“So you’re telling me that you didn’t tell the others about this and only David knows? Why?” Michael asked.

“I did it so that I don’t put them in danger, Viktor is the head vampire and from what I know they are ten times stronger than the average vampire. Plus I promised Viktor that this would be between me and him only.”

“And so what, you think you’re gonna beat him by yourself? What if that bastard is lying and he brings his whole posse?”

“Then so be it, at least I wouldn’t be dragging the others into something they don’t need to be a part of.”

Michael rubbed his temple, not happy about Jordan’s decision.

“Jordan, we don't want you to set yourself up for failure. Please let them help you, let us help even.” Star offers.

“I just can’t do this, I’ve already caused enough stress on Marko by being the way I am.”

“And you don’t think this is gonna make it worse?” Michael pipes in.

Jordan says nothing, in reality they’re right. But she also thinks about how it’d make her look. “I know, but I’ve spent these past years living in fear of that monster and I’m tired of letting him get the best of me. If I take him on by myself it’ll give me the closure I need to get over this. Whether I make it out dead or alive…”

“I understand, but you couldn’t even take on David so how do you plan to even pull THIS off?” Michael asks.

“We can help.”

Michael, Star and Jordan look up at the second floor balcony and see the kids watching them.

“How the hell are you guys gonna help?” Jordan asks.

“If you can’t win using brute strength, we can give you the best strategies to win a vampire on vampire battle.” Edgar proclaims.

In any other situation Jordan wouldn’t take such an offer, but at this point she has no choice. She stands up and says “I’ll take any help I can get.”

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[artooftheghosts]

Ultimate Lyrics Collage, Idk (Hermitcraft)

Title explains it all. I wrote two songs:

Artificial Inefficiency (S7 Mayor Campaign)

Moon Hermits (based off of S8 Moon Big/Boatem)

Just to clarify, I haven't watched S8 yet so bear with me!

Giant text warning below... be warned, gl scrolling down.

(btw very very small s**cide tw in artifical inefficiency, its so brief idk if it even deserves a tw but im putting it anyway)

Artificial Inefficiency

Duration: 4 minutes (sorry chat)

Look, I'm fantastical Oh my, a spectacle Might be invincible, Totally magical I was made for just one purpose, With just one intent in mind So come to my little island, I know nothing else in life!

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It's always day, I don't know the difference Between today, And tomorrow's bliss Open your eyes, it's oh so blurry All I see are Two figures before me Look at me, readying, For operation, Press four buttons and I'm ready for the show, I've got questions, but they won't be answered, Press four buttons and I'm good to go!

HELLO CREATORS ! WHAT MUST I SAY ? WHAT DO YOU NEED FROM ME , FROM ME ? ASK FOR A TASK OR ASK FOR A PLAN ,  I'VE GOT EVERYTHING YOU NEED ! HELLO , FATHERS , PROUD OF YOU , WE HAVE MADE PROGRESS , NOW WHAT TO DO ? ASK FOR A JOB , OPEN A SHOP , DRILL THAT SLOGAN INTO YOUR HEAD !

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Fathers created me, then they abandoned me So, what is left of me? A falsehood made of me I was born from success, A win I didn't get, So, what is left of me? Please, please rebuild me! Here is reality, Here is my fantasy, Fathers created this All just for me So I had an opinion Lost in a fake dimension Who's in charge here, 1-2-3? Who's the mayor, now tell me!

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Something is wrong. Is it my fault? All of my processes, Came to a halt I have gone blind, Of sense of mind All I can see, Are broken lights. Pink, white, I'm blind Motherboard fried, Do I truly have a life? Blink, right, stop signs, They tore my insides, What is my actual function Oh so gorgeous, Inputs, outputs, it's not right I'm Corrupted Am I savable? Inside My head, All I wish is to be dead, What are you? What am I? What is love? Did you lie? Was I sacrificed?

Fathers created me, then they abandoned me So, what is left of me? A falsehood made of me I was born from success, A win I didn't get, So, what is left of me? Please, don't rebuild me! Here is reality, Here is my fantasy, Fathers created this All just for me So I had an opinion Lost in a fake dimension Who's in charge here, 1-2-3? Who's the mayor, now tell me!

(He's the mayor, it's not me!)

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You built me for success, To help you get the job, I was not made of love, But to get the work done I never had a life, Motherboard fully fried, Just let me power down, Don't talk to me. I was fantastical, Oh, what a spectacle I'm not invincible, Nor am I magical, I was made for just one purpose, with just one intent in mind, ...You want to rebuild me?

Moon Hermits

Duration: Unknown Written by: Arto very much original I haven't written the instrumental yet yall sorry, I'll get to it I swear, I'll update this when I have!!!

Hush, dear children, The Watchers are working, they Saw an error in Our time and space. Hush, please listen, to our quiet night, the Sacrifices that our gods Have made. But don't look up, Don't look up at the sky, The moon's too bright, We shall not sleep tonight, Watchers, keep wary, Of anything scary The moon's too bright, We shall not sleep tonight… The moon's too bright, We shall not sleep tonight.

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I always seem to forget, When could I have last slept, The moon seems to grow bigger every day? There's no basic intellect Of any logic that makes sense, It only causes hermits sleepless days? So gather, gather, Watchers of the moon, Studying, those Theories we assume Gather, gather Tellers of the truth, Will we ever know? Maybe it's all just a ruse.

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They said, they said, we Shall not sleep tonight, It's been five nights, I feel the sun, Burn my eyes. Was this my biggest mistake? I'm lulled by sleep, I see dreams while awake, the Moon calls me, There has been a canary inside my head, Now it has stopped singing, will we Soon be dead? The birds are tricked by the moon "Is it the sun?" We do not sleep for fear, Of the end of us.

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So gather, gather, Watchers of the moon, Studying, those Theories we assume Gather, gather Tellers of the truth, Will we ever know? Maybe it's all just a ruse. They said, they said, we Shall not sleep tonight, It's been five nights, as The sun burns my eyes, They said, they said, That we could sleep tonight, But I lay awake Dreaming of a normal life?

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La, la-lai, luh, La-la-la-la-lai The moon is bright, We cannot sleep tonight. La, la-lai, luh, La-la-la-la-lai The moon's too bright, We shall not sleep tonight.

x2

I always seem to forget, When could I have last slept, The moon seems to grow bigger every day? There's no basic intellect Of any logic that makes sense, It only causes hermits sleepless days…

yippie-ki-yay, ima edit this laterrrrrr...

[yuriisclumsy]

Howdy! Long time no see!

I reread your Time Dilation AU and a thought just struck me; with so many changes, what stayed throughout the ages? And then the part of me that cared about Jean (because she was my first 5 star) suddenly flared up.

My question is: What happened to the Gunnhildr Clan?

(Bonus meme lmao 'cause why not:)

–What happened to the Gunnhildr Clan?

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Hello! It indeed has been awhile, hasn't it? I had a lot of things happening. School, writer's block, and whatnot. It isn’t something to worry about. I am glad you’re interested in Time Dilation! It was my second idea for a ‘book’(fanfiction–but we don’t talk about that).

Now that you bring this up, it does pose a good question: “What happened to the descendants of all the characters we know and love?” 

Initially–when I was writing this–I had just made the lazy decision of just reincarnating every character into the modern Teyvatian world. Now, I feel bad for all the short-lived characters for not giving it much thought. So, to make up for my faults. I have decided to update Time Dilation! Even when I haven't finished any of my other projects… but let us ignore that for now! 

Sight… seems like this ‘world’ needs more fixing.

Because I will be updating this, I’ll answer your question and expand on it on the update. Please keep me in-check and message me, or send another inbox reminding me. I tend to lose track of time.

I like to believe that all members of the Gunnhildr Clan passed away in either a brave or heroic act, or peacefully in the comfort of their homes. That said, because of the Gunnhildr Clan’s reputation, they are one of the few families in Teyvat that have maintained their presence and influence. So, worry not! The Gunnhildr Clan is as strong and mighty as ever!

Oh! If you’re wondering, Jean’s and Barbara’s reincarnations are still related! They belong to the Gunnhildr family but are in separate branches. Jean is the daughter of the Clan’s first-household. While Barbara is in one of the lower-households. They are third cousins’ twice removed!

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???: I wonder what got me to do so much…

???: Ah, it doesn't matter anyway! As long as I can get my mind to work it’s all the same to me.

…: !!!

???: huh?

???: Oh, hello there little one. Been a while, huh?

…: !

???: Happy to see…me? Well aren’t you adorable?

???: I'm happy to see you too, little one.

???: Ready for the next update?

…: *nod*

???: Wonderful.

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To: @udretlnea

I would also like to thank you personally. For staying for as long as you have and asking questions, even if it does take me a long time to respond. I really appreciate it.

Btw, I liked the meme. it cool.

ѕιgnє∂ чυяι—

If anyone is interested in tag for this or any other piece of work: comment, rebblog, or message me.

[luesmainblog]

thinking about how growing up none of my family knew much about autism or adhd and didn't really know the signs, and then thinking about all the signs i was showing, and how they were responded to as a result of that lack of knowledge. i had a terrible memory as a kid, but only for some things. one thing that really fucked me up was homework. i would do it - my teacher once even admitted i was handing in A+ work - but i couldn't remember to turn it in. the organization methods that were supposed to help just got me more frustrated because they didn't fix the object permanence issue. i was getting lower scores because they were turned in so much later (which is fucked up btw, i get that y'all wanna incentivise getting things in on time but no amount of lateness should turn an A+ into a fucking C, that is ridiculous and you know it, teachers.) and getting AWFUL scores because of all the missing work, and me and my parents couldn't seem to figure out out. and after a while, dad started to assume malice. he knew i could do the work, he knew i had organization tools, and SURELY it was not THAT hard to just turn the darn papers in, so... maybe i was doing it on purpose? for attention? when i look back on our dynamic growing up, i think that very much did effect how he interacted with me. the idea of the troublesome kid likely clouded how he assumed the intentions behind other things. the thing is, i always gave the same reasons. "i forgot" and "i don't know, i'm sorry". and looking back on it.... it's normal to hear that every so often, but when it's becoming an active problem and your kid keeps saying they just forgot, that indicates they are struggling with memory more than they should be. but that idea never occured to any of us, because why would we be watching a healthy 11 year old for memory problems? i know overdiagnosis and overmedication is a problem in some places. i know people get nervous about making every single thing their kid does a Symptom. but please... if this story sounds familiar to you? suggest that they get the kid checked out, specifically with memory issues as a concern. the kid might say they remember just fine; they wouldn't know, they don't know what it's LIKE to remember normally and they don't remember all the times they've forgotten. if you're not sure how that works, please observe the question "do you have a problem wearing socks?". the short answer is, it's very easy to assume your experience is normal and not have it come to mind.

i will say that in some ways i'm glad i didn't get tested young, because the legal restraints on autistic people are fucking ridiculous and i've made the conscious choice - thankfully respected by my therapist - that i don't want that on my medical record. but i wish we'd known enough to know that i should be looking at resources for what helps kids with adhd. yaknow?

[bugdogg]

I think I'm done with them enough to post, so here's the playlists I made:

Mizuki's was harder to put together since I had to consider songs that match the way the present their self, and songs that match how they actually are and feel. (I fit songs that represent them, not things they'd really sing btw)

I kept adding and removing songs because I overthink a lot but the songs do fit them lyrically. Playlist is organized first with positive, energetic songs to match how they present their self. As it plays, the songs stay energetic but aren't as positive or optimistic and become aggressive lyrically, a lot of them somewhat being things Zuki would say to themself, Favorite Liar is a good example of this. Favorite Liar and Bitchboy are there mostly to fit with Akita as they grew up together, their tastes are pretty similar, except Mizuki changed a lot more which I'll explain eventually

The Flavor of a Cockroach is the song that I think really splits the playlist in half, the songs after that are more representative of Mizuki's true feelings and essentially them experiencing burnout, unable to keep up the act anymore. I don't wanna explain every song cause I think it'll be too much on one post but if you're curious, feel free to ask me I love answering questions.

Akita's playlist is also sorta messy but songs still all work for them. If I could use only The Oozes and Metric songs I probably would because they're perfect tone wise. Akita is very aggressive with their singing and has a hostile persona for their performances but as a person, they're blunt but very caring for others. They still occasionally pick fights like she and Mizuki did in their youth but she isn't as sadistic and see's brawls as pointless fun instead of a form of lashing out. (I gotta explain Akita for things to make sense cause I have never said a word about her despite thinking of her all the time)

Ugo is a song that's really about Akita's and Mizuki's relationship before Zuki split. The couple songs after that are things they'd sing but the lyrics are similar to the sorta story I have going on between Zuki and Akita. Akita was basically abandoned by Zuki when they were younger as they just disappeared one day and no one gave a shit about them gone except Akita. Mizuki left without saying a word and also avoided any form of contact from her as they convinced themself that she'd hate them for running. So Akita at some point joined a band and based some of the things they'd perform on actual feelings, and one day while traveling with the band to Japan, found Zuki (Mizuki actually found her and went to see her).

I'm skipping talking about Fahrradsattel and Wet for reasons. What You Waiting For? is where Akita and Mizuki meet again and Akita starts questioning why Zuki changed and seemingly became a nobody compared to the brutal fighter they once were, she doesn't understand why they became so different and hangout with people they'd both once considered weak and a waste of space (Akita is very harsh about things and immediately, she and the Matsus don't really like each other (and Totoko and Nyaachan very much despise her btw)).

Littlefang might be out of place there but it's a personal favorite of mind, I care about the song a lot and wanted to include it. It'd be a song Akita would perform (the actual character in this song is supposed to be a cat puppet but we're ignoring that for dog themed band reasons) the song as way of connecting with people ig, adding to the last songs, she doesn't wanna change herself to please others and wants others to believe it too (especially Mizuki). The song is very different from the bands usual thing but I like to think Mizuki's optimistic personality rubs off on her when she performs it and it ends up working out. (I just really like this song teehee <3)

I still don't wanna explain every song rn but if your curious about any choice, feel free to ask. I don't mind explaining story stuff and I like talking about these two dorks.

Ok rambling over, thank you if you read this or listened the playlists <3

[dmagedgoods]

aah I'm sorry I didn't realize you reblogged the ask game! 3, 8, 9, 17, 39 for the BG3 Act 1 asks please! 👀

Don’t be sorry! I was unsure if to do it already, but then I thought that I can answer most of it and if someone picks a question I can't fully answer yet, I'll just come back to it later. Anyway, thank you so much, those are great! 💕 3. Has your Character been using their illithid powers? (3) Answered here. 😊 8. Do you have a favorite member of the Druid Circle? Is it the same as your Character’s? (8) I have a thing for Kagha! She is so ambitious and ruthless and determined and completely overdoes it but I find her highly interesting. Also, she has a pet snake! In my Eneas run, he’ll try to talk to the snake. Unfortunately, Rowley doesn’t share my fascination for her at all. He strongly dislikes people who become zealotic in their beliefs and actions. Rowley’s favorite druid is Topaz, the little blue bird he stole the key from (btw he put it in his nest again after he opened the chest). What do you mean the bird is not a druid? 9. Do you have a favorite member of the Tiefling Refugees? Is it the same as your Character’s? (9) I do! And this time Rowley and I fully agree! Zevlor! Rowley liked him immediately, even punched this one stupid guy instead of staying out of it as he usually would. (Tbf the whole situation reminded him of something from his past and Zevlor himself of an old friend.) It’s kind of funny, Rowley despises getting orders and really didn’t do well during his time as a soldier and Zevlor apparently was a commander, but he’s the rare kind Rowley could respect enough as a leader to do what he says (every now and then). In any case, Rowley offered his service as an assassin to him and Zevlor paid. But shhh, here is the thing: Rowley would have gotten rid of Kagha for free for him and the tieflings. Don’t tell him. Also, Rowley really likes the tiefling kids! Especially Mattis reminds him a lot of himself at that age. 17. What does your Character think of Withers? (17) “And to tell me that he left his sarcophagus?” “Why is he still here?” “If I try a ‘speak with the dead’ spell on him, maybe I’ll get an answer for once.” “Well, guess I’ll keep him around in case Gale explodes or something.” He can't take him seriously and teases him much more at the camp than the game allows. �� 39. What does your Character think of Raphael? (39) I’m afraid while I am in utter awe and losing my mind over him, Rowley is much more relaxed. He found his little show delightful but not as impressive as Raphael may think. So, he took some bites from the buffet, complimented his wings, and declined the offer with calm amusement. Underneath his unperturbed attitude, Raphael’s words caused Rowley to be concerned though. He doesn't want a deal with some overly dramatic devil and definitely not to give him his soul, nor does he want to die of tadpole though - or be mind-controlled by whoever changed them for some plan he doesn't know yet. And he isn't even sure what's the worst or "best" option out of those.

[emjiroki]

I love your theme by the way and the header is so cute KJSDNgjer also I copied and pasted the whole list then erased some lmaooo so you have a bit to answer but I hope you don't mind <3

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

💞 Who's your comfort character?

🤩 Who is your favorite character to write?

🤲 Would you please share a snippet of a wip?

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

💔 Is there a fic of yours that broke your heart?

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

🥰 How do you feel about reader interaction? Are you open to receiving questions about your fics?

I definitely don't mind!!! (Thank you for the compliment on my theme btw! I just LOVE valentines day and all it's pretty colors 🥰)

I'll put this under a cut so it doesn't get too long 💕

😅- well honestly I deleted my cringest story about a year ago and it is now archived somewhere deep in my Google docs. It was a Hawks x Reader x Endeavor fic that was three parts. The title was cringe and the whole thing just wasn't planned out very well

🦅- I try my best to outline! Trying to have some organization helps me keep things in line but most of the time the characters and scenes have a mind of their own, I'm just along for the ride.

🤗- advice I would give would be don't limit yourself! Write whatever you want and don't put yourself in a box. Writing something you enjoy truly is key to having a successful story because you put your all into it. And it's not all numbers, just because something you wrote and posted didn't get a lot of likes does not mean it wasn't good! Don't be discouraged!

💞- oh wow I have so many lol Shoto, Mikey, Enji, AngelDevil and Aki and lots and lots more. (Um also Simon "Ghost" Riley from COD but I don't talk about him that often)

😍- Favorite Character to write is probably Enji. I got labeled as a top Enji writer pretty quickly (and unexpectedly) and he's just fallen into the muse category. I feel alot of freedom writing his character and hopefully don't make him to ooc lol

🤲- Hmmmmm well I guess I could.... Knight Enji WIP it is

 Enji had a direct view of the door to the chapel from where he stood posted to the King's left beside the window, and he thinks he might have been the first to see you in the doorway. It was suddenly very hot underneath his heavy armor and he was thankful that he didn’t need to wear the helmet because he might have fainted. Was that his heart hammering behind his eyes, through his fingers tips, and toes? He was sure he died and somehow made it to heaven, broke down the pearly gate, and clawed his way through the clouds to get a glimpse of the angels as you walked through the held-open doors and seemed to suck the air from the room. The closer you got to the alter the more dry his mouth grew, the more his big hands shook, the more his stomach knotted. The stained glass of the church windows glimmered against your skin. Red, Blue, Green, He traced your features in every color, etching your beauty into his memory as a keepsake forever. He would crave it into his flesh if he could, down to the bone so after he’s dead and gone even the worms would know his devotion.

🤯- Genre I struggle with is any sort of mystery. I really don't know why I can't think of good plot twists to save my life. I usually have to talk out my plots with my husband

💔- an old Levi fic I wrote that I never released and is still archived in my docs. It's bittersweet and I just love him so much it hurts (also Oni's Heart pt 3 after readers been taken and Enji is depressed for a bit. Sad.)

🤭- em writes ✍️ is my go to tag for my fics so I can organize and em talks 👄 is my most often used I think

🥰- I LOVE reader interaction!!!! It makes me so happy! And YES PLEASE ASK ME THINGS! I'm always open to questions! And love discussing characters and plots and stuff! MY INBOX IS ALWAYS OPEN 💕

[a-world-of-whimsy-5]

First, love ya for answering and for making this AU. Second, I have more questions, and if I'm being too much, please ignore them!

So Lyanna ,when she went with Rhaegar, she was told that she would be a second wife. Did she know Rhaegar was planning on making her share? Did they fight over it?

You said it finally sank when she heard the princess cry. Does that mean she thought nothing was wrong with going with Rhaegar because he didn't love her no matter how she felt until this point?

If being a second wife was not what she wanted at the very beginning when she decided to go with him, did she hope that Rhaegar would get annulment? Never go near her again? Run away from westeros?

It seems that they met. How did it go between them? Were there any bad words? Or trying to look indifferent? Were they allowed to be in the same room together?

What was her reaction when Rhaegar was like: I ain't love you but I shall give you my body every now and then because I feel bad and care for ya even though I'd prefer not to. And BTW, your place as queen? Yes, you will share that with my love, too. I know Rhaegar would *kinder* when he says it but you get it.

Does the princess role in this AU end when she goes to Pentos away from all the darma?

What about Daenarys? Is she going to be in it or is the princess/ a possible future daughter will take place?

Why didn't Rahella leave with her daughter?

Was House Dayne supporters of Rhaegar?

Did the princess try to struggle when she heard she would have to get divorced?

Who decided Arthur should be the one? Did he? The counsil? Rhaegar? I suppose Vaesella was forced?

What was Arthur's reaction when he was chosen? I imagine he'd very much hate leaving the kingsguard but perhaps feel unworth of it now?

Were there other candidates?

Man, that is too much for one person to endure.

Here you go anon. Again, I’m sorry if my answers are a bit all over the place because like I said in the previous ask, this AU is still a long way off from being finished.

Warnings: Mentions of infidelity | Divorce/Annulment | Targaryen marriage practices | Major character death

1 & 3 : Lyanna is a woman grown in this AU, and she knows her own mind. She did not want to be wife number two in the beginning and they did argue. She even wanted her and Rhaegar to run away and start a new life in Essos. Rhaegar, as tempted as he was by the idea, could not do it in the end because his first marriage had to be dealt with, and he could not just shirk his duties to the realm.

2 :   For a while, yes. (Before anyone starts, Lyanna was not a cruel monster. She, much like everyone else, was just an imperfect human being.)    

4 : Vaesella avoided Lyanna as much as she could during this time, and her handmaidens, Taenira Narratys and Saera Velaryon, made sure that she could do so by coming up with various engagements and outings to keep her out of Red Keep. The few occasions she did interact with Lyanna (and this was only during special occasions she could not avoid), she merely smiled and looked away. Lyanna also did the same.    

5: Vaesella did not react while Rhaegar spoke with her about the possibility of him taking Lyanna as a second wife and him being in love with her (he did it as kindly as he possibly could, but there is no way one could soften the blow when delivering news such as this). It was only after he left, did she begin weeping.

6: Stories about Vaesella will continue after she travels to Pentos with Arthur. There will still be no drama, because she doesn’t want it. She just wants to move on with her life.

7: Daenerys will still be born. And yes, she will still be born while a great storm rages in the world outside.

8: Rhaella couldn’t leave with her daughter because, like in canon, she dies giving birth to Daenerys.

9: House Dayne are loyal supporters of Prince Rhaegar.  

10: Vaesella becomes sad and withdrawn.

11: The offer was given to only certain members of the Kingsguard because of the obvious difficulty in finding a highborn lord (in Westeros or Essos) who would not try raise an army in Vaesella’s name (Vaesella would not have done it because she did not want more people to die, but they still did not want to take the risk). Barristan refused because he saw the princess as a daughter, and he was secretly in love with Ashara, Arthur’s sister. Gerold Hightower refused because he could not bear to leave the Kingsguard. Oswell Whent was intrigued by the prospect, but it was Arthur who agreed to marry the princess.  

12: He did not want to leave the Kingsguard, but he felt like he had to do it for the sake of duty to crown and country. Vaesella didn't have a choice as Rhaegar (acting in her behalf as king and head of House Targaryen) and Arthur signed a binding marriage contract after Arthur agreed to marry her.

13: The only unwed lord high enough in rank to be considered a worthy suitor for a Targaryen princess at the time was Tywin Lannister. Rhaegar did not agree to speak to Tywin in the end. He did not trust Tywin because he waited until it was certain the Targaryen Loyalists were going to win before he ordered his own men to march to war. Also Tywin, despite his ambitions for his family, could not bring himself to marry again.

[kittythegengarmonarch]

Smol (Mainly because I feel that way).

I'll be honest here, interacting in general is very difficult, but any size is a good size.

Hmmm. I don't know. There were times when I imagined myself (sona specifically) and my f/o living in a giant castle, similar to my brother's favorite fairy tale, Jack and the Beanstalk (I guess us autistics really like giants... XD), but this castle is quite fancy, and holds a spooky theme. My f/o would be sleeping in his 'normal' sized room (but he doesn't even NEED sleep, mind you), and I'd be sleeping in a little purple 'toy sized' room that he (or someone else) made me. Apologies for the overcomplicated answer. Next question.

Okay, now this one's easy. But I don't want to get into too much detail like the last question. My sona is shown on the picture above (the one on the right). If you'd like to learn more about me (and/or my Gengarsona Kitty), check out my DeviantArt. I don't necessarily 'come out' there, but I do make more work there.

This is probably the only question that I'm having trouble understanding... (I'll edit it when I do.)

Fairies. (Please do note that I'm closer to the regular human size btw. I'm a Gengar.)

Giants.

Both.

Other than Pokémon, Antman (I do enjoy SFW sizey media).

The last TV show I watched was against my will, Gabby's Dollhouse... My brother was watching it when my sister asked me to help her with Pokémon Violet. I do know that there's already a size canon for it.

Please don't be toxic about it. It used to be "If I Killed Someone for You" by Alec Benjamin, but now it's "I'm not a Cynic" by the same singer. If video game music counts, there are 2 specific Bonetrousle remixes, Calcium Carousel(by Planetwolf) and Bone to Pick with. Also, the first part of an FNF Song called 'My Horizon' and one of my favorite FNF songs, "Invincible" but slowed (Let's be real. It hits hard).

If I shrank, I'd actually be quite shy (and hide from the nasty bullies because I'm a ninny). If I grew, such as Gigantamax/Dynamaxed, then the anxiety would probably kick in, because I wouldn't want to hurt anyone.

(Almost) Any pet! I actually have 3 in mind - kitten, puppy, and hamster/guinea piggy.

My recent journal of coming out of my g/t shell will tell you that. It's a ridiculously complicate answer, and I don't want to put anyone else through that unintentional harm again.

Dunno. Probably the part from Antman where Yellowjacket accidentally summons that nosy snitch Siri, threatening Antman, and then Siri plays a song that has a name similar to the threat. (I know that it isn't a giant scene, and I know that I dislike Yellowjacket as a character, but still. Go watch the Antman movies, and prepare for Antman Quantumania. I'm very excited to see it.)

It's rare when I find SFW ones. My g/t comfort medias are the comfort ASMRs (there was part of only one violent one that I liked) and the writings on Tumblr, like Bri.

Probably all my life. Honestly. Again, go check the 'Coming out of my shell' journal to learn more.

My favorite g/t content creators are @friendlyfoxpal , @that-one-anime-writer , and Hakunaro(DeviantArt). There's more, but I'll select them for now. Not all of my friends are that interested into g/t, and I think some of them would make fun of me, so I'll pass on that one. Yes, I know I'm a coward.

Oh god...😳 Every time I go to bed, I lure myself to sleep my stimming with my feet, and 'daydreaming' about my f/o petting me

I'm not gonna tell you that. I can keep some secrets. Now this is downright embarrassing. XD (I partially know, partially don't tbh. But I'm still not tellin' you. Or at least not yet. Thank you for understanding.)

g/t asks!

What is your preferred size?

What size do you like to interact with best?

What would your tiny/giant home look like?

Do you have a sona? Tell us about them!

What’s your favorite size trope?

Fairies or borrowers?

Giants or humans?

Sci-fi shrinking or magic shrinking?

What’s your favorite piece of sizey media?

What’s the last TV show you watched, any size headcanons for it?

What song gives you size vibes?

If you suddenly grew/shrunk where you are right now, what would happen?

What kind of pet would you like at your size?

What was your g/t awakening?

What size scenario is the funniest to you?

What’s your comfort g/t media/tropes?

How long have you been into g/t?

Any favorite g/t content creators? People you wanna hype up?

What’s your all-time favorite g/t daydream - the one thing you keep going back to?

A fictional character you really REALLY wanna shrink/grow?

[unluckilyimnot]

Hi !! Can you please make a story with reader who often faintness with mikey,mitsuya,ran et rin ?

If you are uncomfortable with it don't write and excuse me !!!

S/o fainting often

Hi ! I'm not uncomfortable if that, it's totally fine ! I’ve never faint in my life I think, well I can’t remember my childhood but that’s another debate. I had to look out for videos and stuff to know how to write this at least a bit right. I hope it'll be fine ! Are you french btw ?

type : fluff

Characters : Mikey, Mitsuya, Ran, Rindou

wc : 0.5k

Mikey

He’ll be scared to death the first time because, first of all, why did this happen all of sudden, and like, answer to him ??

He would call for you and shake you a little until you wake up again, then he’ll probably harass you with a thousand questions before finally getting it.

He might not react well the few first times, but when he’s finally used to it, he’ll handle it well !

I’m sure he’s pretty observant and when he notices you starting to not feel well or hears you talking about it, you become his priority and he makes sure for you to not get hurt.

He trusts Draken about it too, if he can’t be there maybe Draken would.

It sometimes still takes him off guard and he’ll curse for sure if it happens when you two play video games, but still lean you on his lap until you wake up.

Mitsuya

You told him about it when you start getting closer because you know he would take good care of you if you faint while hanging out with him (and his friends).

To prevent any accident, he told you to tell him/come to him so he can take care of you and wait for you to wake up again so you're not alone.

He’s the safest person alive for real. You just have to tap his shoulders before fainting and he’ll catch your falling head and keep it in hand or lean it on his shoulder – depending on what you’re comfortable with.

Needless to say that it became part of his daily life pretty soon and he never minded – he’s always there to help after all.

He also explain/defend you when people say dumb shit or are getting mean for nothing (because duh it’s not your fault ??). He can get pretty mad sometimes.

Ran

Take you to a calm place when you tell him that you start not feeling well so you don’t have to worry about it too much.

It’s better when you are at his place or somewhere he knows pretty well so you can either be comfortable on a couch or a bed.

If not, he catches you/your head so you don’t get hurt or just lean you onto him so he’s sure nothing happens to you.

It started after you two started dating but he got along with it pretty well.

You were probably scared of him leaving because it’s not necessarily easy to deal with but he’s very much understating to start with, and he wouldn’t leave you for something like this, it’s dumb to him.

Rindou

A bit like Mikey, when it first happened his heart stop at the sound of your head falling on the table and he probably panics and takes you to the nursery since it happens at school.

Like, why didn’t you tell him ?? Poor baby got scared to death but when you wake up, and tell him that you’re fine and that it just happens, he kinda feels better.

But after that, he’ll always sit next to you and make you tell him when you feel like fainting so he’s prepared this time. Try to make sure that no-one is looking when you fall on your arm and wait patiently while stroking your hand lightly.

He asks you quietly if you're okay when you wake up, still touching your hand.

His heart jumps a little every time 'cause he's still scared for you, but he'll never say it.

[multifandomwritings]

Hi could I please request the valentines prompt wings - Birdy for Din Djarin please! Thank you so much (I love your writings so so much) 💕

Ah of course, and thank you so much, I'm glad! :)

Valentine's song prompts | Wings (Din Djarin)

Fandoms/characters: Star Wars/The Mandalorian (Din Djarin, reader)

Song: 43. Wings - Birdy

Genre: Romance/angst/fluff

Format: Oneshot

Word count: 1687

Summary: After a close call in a dangerous situation, Din blames himself and begins to push you away as he realizes his feelings are deeper than he thought.

Warnings: angst, mentions of a minor injury. Sorry for any mistakes, also!

Notes: Love this song so much, and I adore it for him! I really hope you like this :) And I'm sorry if this isn't to your taste, it's kinda simple/basic and bittersweet but I hope it's okay! And don't mind me keeping the situation at hand very vague... :^) (One left after this btw. Sorry for how slow I've been!)

The silence was heavy. You sat in Din's ship, still planted in place, waiting for him to say something.

Din's life was rarely easy and safe. You knew that. But you liked him. You expected nothing from him, however, contented to only remain in his company. To see the things that he saw and be allowed the adventure of it all. But with adventure came risk and danger, a fact that hit Din hard at the sight of you getting hurt.

"It really isn't that bad," You said, unable to stand the silence any longer. It was barely more than a scrape. It stung, but you took care of it (or rather, DIn did, as soon as you were both safe again) and it wasn't the first time. You couldn't see his expression, but you could sense the tension, and you didn't understand why it bothered him so much.

"Did I do something wrong?" You asked, the confidence behind your voice dwindling, "I'm usually more careful, I-"

"No," He replied, "It's my fault. I shouldn't be involving you in these things."

"I want to be involved in things," You quickly replied, "And it's not your fault."

When he didn't reply, your heart sunk. Despite him having said so little, you knew something was wrong. More so than him just being upset you'd been hurt. But you couldn't seem to muster up the courage to press, mostly for fear of what you'd hear if you did. You just wanted to forget the whole thing and keep on as usual. But a nagging feeling inside you warned you that that wasn't going to be the case.

***

"Where are we going?" You asked, the first words spoken in hours. Din turned toward you, ignoring your question and answering instead with another.

"How is it?" He asked, gesturing his head toward your injury.

"It's fine," You shrugged, "It's really not that bad."

"Good."

He wasn't sure why he was so worked up. You'd been scraped up before. Granted, it was never such a close call, but you'd still managed your way out with nothing seriously wrong. He should be relieved. He was relieved, but the sinking feeling of guilt ate at him.

He had gotten used to you. Your conversation, your presence. You were comfort and familiarity, you were special. And for that, he had needlessly and thoughtlessly dragged you through every manner or situation. You never had a single complaint, which only made him feel worse.

The thought of you hurt, threatened, or in any kind of peril made his stomach lurch. But there was something else that bothered him, a loose thread that he had begun to unravel as he sat in the silence, pondering over the events of the day. He had long admired you, and long cared for you, but the instincts he had when he saw you hurt were something new and unfamiliar. A blind panic, followed by his mind going blank and his heart racing for hours. When he saw you were okay, that it was only a scrape, he wanted to pull you into himself and keep you there, hidden away and safe.

"Where are we going?" You repeated nervously.

He turned, examining your nervous expression, the tension in your shoulders. He let out a sigh before replying.

"I don't know," He admitted plainly, "I was thinking about taking you home."

"What?" You asked, your throat tensing up uncomfortably, "I didn't ask-"

"You didn't have to. I shouldn't have been bringing you along like this anyway."

"Din," You said, finally getting him to turn to you completely. He waited, his heart racing and mind spinning in confusion. He wanted you to plead with him, give him a reason to change his mind. He shouldn't, he knew, but there was a hidden part of him that wanted to be selfish. He wanted you to want to be with him, despite everything, to crave his company as he had begun to crave yours.

"I don't want to go," You said, trying to hide the croak in your voice, "I like being here, with you."

"But-"

"Have I done something wrong?" You continued, certain you must have. Your heart pounded at the thought of it. You'd tried so hard to do everything right. To be thoughtful and helpful and to keep your own feelings in check, drawing boundaries between you. Surely one simple thing wouldn't put him off you so easily? "I'm sorry if I have, but please tell me. If you really want me to go, then I will, but-"

"No, that's not it. You haven't done anything wrong," He said, his heart twisting up at the sound of hurt in your voice, "I don't want you to go," He admitted reluctantly, eyeing you in such a way that you would have understood right away if you could see him, "I just can't always be there to keep you safe. I don't want you hurt."

"I know you don't," You said sympathetically, "I don't want you hurt either. I worry about you too, more than you know. But I'd never tell you what to do, or try to change you. That's why-" You began, stopping yourself quickly.

"Why what?"

You kicked yourself for even saying anything. It would only make things worse. But then again, you thought, maybe being honest was for the best. At least then everything would be out in the open.

"Why I haven't ever told you I have feelings for you," You admitted, barely able to put one word in front of the next, "I don't want you to feel pressured or anything. I just want to be here. I've stayed, despite the risks. It's worth it," You said, which was only half true. He was worth it, more like. "I don't want to overstay my welcome. I don't want to stay if you're uncomfortable. But if it's just because of my safety..."

Din examined you seriously, glad you couldn't see the shock on his face. He had never once suspected your feelings towards him were anything but friendly. You said it with such a casual tone that he wasn't even sure he'd understood you right. The racing of his heart continued now even harder as he processed. The thought of you, contented to perpetually be in his company as nothing more than a companion and friend, made his mind spin. Even he couldn't exactly say the same, his feelings having slowly grown to the point where he had a hard time remaining friendly with you. To think that someone like you could feel that way toward him was almost overwhelming.

You sat in silence, waiting with as much patience and understanding as you could. His expressionless helmet, his stiff, reserved body language gave you nothing. For all you knew he was uncomfortable, scrambling for a way to let you down as kindly as he could. You expected nothing, and yet, a small part of you wished he'd give you some glimmer of hope and relief.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything," You finally said, your voice hushed and full of badly concealed emotion. You wished you could just fold into yourself and disappear. That was the last conversation you'd expected to have been having with him that day, especially just because of such a minor injury.

"No, I'm glad you told me," He said, before he could even think. He'd been in all kinds of nerve-wracking situations in his life and none had him quite so flustered as you staring at him expectantly like that. Not much genuinely scared him, but the prospect of being honest had his stomach twisted into knots. The thought of opening himself up to you, making himself available to someone in such a way was, at best, unnerving. But he loved the thought of it, the thought of you, with him in ways he didn't even know he wanted. He knew he was torturing you, seeing your feigned attempt at patience. The part of himself he thought better of wanted to just turn around and take you back to your home, but he wasn't even sure he'd be able to manage it at that point.

"I want you to stay," He finally said. You perked up visibly, which only tugged at his heart strings further. He didn't deserve someone like you, who had such selfless feelings for him. "I...Care for you, as well."

He watched your reaction carefully, unable to tell what you were thinking. Your head tilted forward slightly as you stared, as if trying to figure him out. He smiled a little to himself at the thought of it.

"Are you sure?" You asked, "I don't want you to feel pressured."

"I don't. And I'm sure," He said, trying to ignore how nervous he really was, "That's why I reacted the way I did to that," He said, tilting his head toward your injury, "I don't want to see you hurt. Especially not because of me."

You tried to hide your giddiness and relief, not wanting to react too soon. But you couldn't help the involuntary smile which slowly spread across your face. The heavy tension felt relieved slightly, now twisting into a different kind of awkwardness.

"You know, it is worth it, though." You replied, earning a raised eyebrow and smile that would unfortunately remain unseen. Still, you could sense his change in mood. You couldn't help but wonder if he cared for you the same way, though. Once more mustering up your courage, you continued, feeling ridiculous for even pressing. "When you say you care for me though, do you mean...?"

He tilted his head forward, waiting on you to elaborate, as if he didn't know exactly what you meant. When you only stared, giving him an expectant look, he just nodded.

His heart could have burst with how a simple nod could elicit such an expression from you. You quickly lessened the distance between you, wrapping your arms around his neck, resting your forehead against his helmet. Just earlier you'd wished none of it would have happened, and now you were glad it had, thinking of how you might otherwise have gone on unaware of each other's feelings.

[ackermanslov4r]

A fic where reader is erwin's sister and before he dies he tells levi to take care of her and levi protects her but he also falls in love (btw this is the first ask I've sent to anyone in this fandom_ I'm a member here) but I also fell in love your writing 💕🌹

thank you 🥺!! ily I tried my best I hope you will like it! i loved writing this so so much ,i hope i made justice to your idea

“please levi,take care of her “

Erwin let Levi with two missions : killing zeke,and protecting his sister.

He failed the first one,or at least,didn’t fulfill it yet. Which let him with the second one,protecting y/n smith ,taking care of her. While this mission seemed more easy than killing a titan,Levi will have gracefully chose to fight a beast titan everyday to escape it,at least at first.

He wished to avoid y/n after her brother’s death,her face and personality being too similar to his,and this only reminding him of his loss. But,as the days passed, as he saw y/n fall apart,the weight of her sadness slowly breaking her, Erwin’s words were the only thing Levi was able to think about.

« Please Levi...You know her,or at least you’re the one who knows her better. You saw how every death affects her. How is it going to be if she lose her own brother ? Please Levi,take care of her. »

And,since then,because of his respect for Erwin,Levi became the secret gardien angel of y/n Smith.

....

It wasn't an easy task. He had to be careful and stay discret about it,knowing damn well that if y/n learnt about her brother's last request,she'll ask Levi to leave her alone and tell him that "she didn't need him". Which was pretty false since she had the habit to get in trouble almost everyday,always bumping into the wrong person,causing her to be the subject of their anger.

She also inherited of her brother's enemies. Since they couldn't get revenge on Erwin anymore,many of them thought that,if they couldn't kill the brother,they'll have the sister. But when any of them tried to touch even a bit of her hair,they had Levi Ackerman on their back in the space of a second,and died on the next.

Levi was more exhausted than he used to be at the end of his days. He was maybe protecting her too much,always being near her and intervening whenever he felt like she might get hurt,physically or emotionally. But he couldn't stop himself,his protective Ackerman instinct taking the lead of his thoughts.

The most challenging part of his mission was to protect y/n from herself. Making sure no one hurt her or that she wasn't include in a risky mission was easy for him,but taking care of her was something else. He never did that to anyone,except maybe to his old best friend Isabel,but this experience happened too long ago for him to still know how to act around someone who's sad.

At first,his behavior was pretty awkard,his acts sometimes causing more damage to y/n's mood. He felt useless ,not knowing what to do ,only being able to bring her a cup of tea. He couldn't comfort her with words,he knew that he wasn't good with these and he'll probably end up saying something harsh that will hurt her. Levi Ackerman could exterminate at least fifty titans without being exhausted,but he was left without weapons and solution to face the problem that was y/n .

But after a while,and some talks with Hange,he finally managed to bring some comfort to his dead friend's sister. He would randomly spend time with her,remaining silent or talking about a book he read,trying to keep her mind away from her memories. He gave her more works,knowing that it'll distract her. He brought her cups of tea on the daily,sometimes drinking his with her,and he slowly,with a lot of times,started to enjoy her company more than the one of anyone.It was strange to think that this girl he was so annoyed to spend time with at first slowly became the one he was looking after when he came into a room.

He stopped looking after and taking care of y/n because of his promise to Erwin,and started to do it because he wanted to.He didn't know if his feelings toward her where the one of a brother,friend or more,and he didn't want to think about it,the last possibility being too scary for him. He haven't even told her yet about her brother's last words,the fear of her turning her back on him and taking her distance stopping him from even thinking about it . He didn't know when she started to,but it seemed that y/n had the ability to turn Levi Ackerman into a weak man .

....

However,as time passed,their relation growing stronger and closer,y/n started to ask more questions about how her brother's last moments went. Levi always tried to avoid the talk,changing the subject,not answering or simply leaving the room . Y/n first thought that it was a too painful memory for the captain,but she soon realized that it was maybe something else. Levi didn't seem sad when she was asking him her questions,he seemed more...awkward,scared,stressed,ashamed and a bunch of other feelings she couldn't put a name on . So,after some thinking,she decided to confront him,her need of answer growing too strong for her to be able to wait until he decide to tell her what she deserved to hear,it probably being the last thing she needed to end her mourning.

She organized everything,wanting to be sure that he won't be able to avoid her request once again,and,one day,when he came to take some tea,she locked the door and confronted the black haired man.

"Levi.I'm going to ask you this question one last time,and i except an answer.What ...How...What did Erwin said before dying ?"

He remained silent,his eyes staring at his tea. He tried to act like he didn't heard,but the sudden clench of his jaw was denying it.

"I need to know Levi,please.I know that it'll help me"

"And what are you going to do if i don't answer ? "he suddenly asked,still not looking at you

The question took you by surprise and you thought for a few seconds before answering.

"I...I'll probably take my distance. I don't want to,but i don't see why...why you won't tell me. Maybe it's selfish of me,but Erwin his my brother,i deserve to know."

Levi eyes met yours,and you swore you could see fear in them. He didn't want to let you know because he was afraid you might think he spent all this time with you because of Erwin,and not because he truly cared about you,but if you ended up leaving if he remained silent,he might as well tell you the truth. With a sight,he put his tea cup on the table,and proceed to tell you everything. You remained silent,eyes opened in shock,tears filling them. You didn't say anything until he got to the promise part,to the moment he agreed to protect you. Your face turned blank and it felt like your heart was being beat up.

"Wait...So all these years...All these moments together...All this time,when I thought you were being caring because you had some sort of sympathy for me,it was because of Erwin ?"

It shouldn't have hurt like that,but you almost felt betrayed. Thinking your brother last thoughts were about you being safe and protected warmed your heart,but thinking that Levi hadn't been sincere this all time,only staying with you because of his honor,was the mort hurtful thinking no one ever did to you.

"No ! "he shooted,his voice being so loud that everyone probably heard him. He seemed hopeless,his whole body tensed by the fear of losing you. It's only in this moment,when you were ready to turn you back on him,that Levi realized the intensity of his feelings for you. It wasn't the love a brother give to his sister,or the love you give to a friend. It was the type of love you only gave to one person,the type he never wanted to feel but managed to without noticing it.

« I...Yes,at first ,yes I was doing it because of Erwin. But not any more. It’s been years since I stopped. »

You didn’t seem to believe him,the tears your were trying to hold ruining on your cheek whiteout you noticing. He hated it,he hated being the reason you cried,but he couldn’t think of a way to make you stop and believe him. Or,more exactly,he knew one and didn’t want to put it in action.

« Why didn’t you tell me sooner then? If you really had stopped doing it for my brother,why didn’t you tell me everything ? »

« Because ...Because ... » he was stuttering on words,your presence and his stress making him lose control. He was playing with his hands,his breath locked into his throat,and it was the first time that Levi Ackerman looked this vulnerable.It made you reconsider your anger,and a strange idea appeared in your head. What if ...No it couldn’t be.

« Because ? » you asked,your voice so low he wouldn’t have heard it if his intention wasn’t concentred on you.

« Because I...I started to...To ...I.. »

His eyes were begging you to understand,but your own mind was too confused by all the things he could mean,and you wanted,you needed to hear what he meant. The realization that he’d had to say it ,to put words into this thing he tried to avoid for so long ,hit him,and,in a low voice,he said very quickly :

« Because I fell in love with you. »

Your eyes opened in shock and you were left breathless. Your heart was pounding into your chest. So,you hadn’t dreamt all these years ? You were right about the way you thought he felt about you?

« It’s okay if you don’t feel it back. It’s okay . I’ll...I’ll leave you alone. Goodbye ,y/n. »

His eyes were shut to the floor,and with the saddest expression you ever saw him with,he went to the door ,ready to leave. When he started to open it,it was like you finally took control of your body again,and you grabbed his arm,making him look at you with surprise.

« I love you too Levi. »

[bunnyhugs22]

You seem like the type to get married to a Red Pill man from r/theredpill and r/marriedredpill who will use techniques on you such as Neg, Dred Game, and Amused Mastery, or anyone from the manosphere really. What Jordan B Peterson said about male and female nature was true!

This is the funniest anon message that I've ever gotten and the fact that you weren't ballsy enough to add your name to it tells me everything that I need to know about how "manly" you are.

btw, you owe me 15 mins of my life back because I had to google all of those stupid incel terms. All I can say is, Oh my dear sweet sweet summer child. You aren't going to find any valuable answers from Jordan Peterson (Other than making your bed every morning, thats the beginning and end of his good takes.) He seriously thinks that your middle aged mother wears makeup to work because she's looking to bang her coworkers. Nice.

I know small misguided men like Peterson try and make money by claiming that women are some kind of mystery, but we aren't. We're just individual human beings with our own personalities and issues. Just like men. We're not a monolith that can be easily decoded with a few silly games and tricks. But by god, men like him are going to make you feel like they have all of the answers to make that cold hard $$$.

Just think about it for a second. If a woman were to run ANY of those stupid games with you, you'd be upset and rightfully so. But you think it's cool to have men practically abuse women in the pursuit of dating them? Makes no fucking sense; no woman wants to be treated that way. It's counterproductive and trust me, even if those tactics temporarily worked - one day the woman in question will grow up, realize their value and see you for the piece of shit you are.

Not that it's any of your business, but I'm actually married to wonderful man that treats me the way that I treat him; with mutual love and respect. We have our issues, but we've been together for forever and we're both really proud of our relationship. He's my best friend. But trust me, I would have seen any of this bullshit as a HUGE red flag and it would have been really hard for me to respect him if he had played those kind of games with me.

I can't speak for all women, but for me authenticity, intelligence and kindness are major turn ons of mine. From what I read, these tactics are just dripping with a distain of women, not the most attractive vibes that you want to be sending out.

I know these days finding a healthy relationship is like finding a four leaf clover. But when you stop listening to incel asshats like Jordan Peterson you'll find that you'll develop a much better outlook on women, relationships and humanity in general.

I suggest that you get offline and touch some grass. Please just take a shower, treat women with respect and show some humility and kindness. It's a sexier look on men then Jordan Peterson will ever tell you. Just keep in mind that you are not entitled to a second of a woman's time (and vice versa)