#but I can see she reacting more or less like that

[bluem1lls]

hi hi ! i saw your post about wanting some se-mi requests and i was wondering on how se-mi would react to having a s/o that tends to zone out / dissociates during the games whenever they're parted from se-mi / can't stay near her because it causes their separation anxiety </3 like it's a way for the reader to feel less anxious or stressed and the reader seems to lighten up whenever they're near se-mi or notices she's alive , sorry if that's alot ! 😭

✧₊⁺ we'll go home (together)

se-mi x fem!reader

✦ synopsis: as you try to survive the games with your girlfriend, you can't help but to dissociate when she's not nearby. lucky for you, she never wants to leave your side.

content: just a short fluff, reader usually zones out when she's not with se-mi

authors note: thank you for the request! it's rlly short because i'm writing this at my office bye i have dedication!!!!!! but i hope u like it!

✧₊⁺ first of all, your girlfriend would never leave you alone. like ever. i think she would die if that happened.

✧₊⁺ but there's this one situation in mingle where you guys were running along with min-su as a group of three and in the rush, someone pushed her.

✧₊⁺ when you saw her on the ground you almost choke yourself. what if she dies? what if that hurted her head? what if she can't move to run with a group? what if-

✧₊⁺ as you start to hyperventilate you try and run to your gilfriend, failing as min-su pushes you into a room with another guy and closes the door.

✧₊⁺ "hey, i saw her. she got up and ran with another group. she's okay" he said, touching your shoulder.

✧₊⁺ you won't believe him until you see her.

✧₊⁺ you start to dissociate. you can see min-su talking but you can't hear him. your mind filled with thoughts. 'i hope she's okay. she better be okay'.

✧₊⁺ tears start falling from your eyes because what kind of girlfriend are you? leaving her there? it was an accident but-

✧₊⁺ the doors unlock. you run outside as you stare everywhere.

✧₊⁺ she's not here. she's not here. she died. min-su lied-

✧₊⁺ you feel soft arms wrapping you, she deposits a kiss to your temple.

"i'm here baby" she says as you hug her back, your tears going down your cheeks.

"i'm-m so so sorry i'm so sorry...i tried but-" i sobbed against her, her hand caressing my hair to try and calm me.

"sh sh, baby i know. i told min-su to pull you away. i'm here okay? i'm never leaving you"

you believe her. she better not.

✧₊⁺ you're just so used to her, you kinda forgot how it is when she's not there.

✧₊⁺ like the first time you two sleep together, she wakes up first, smiling as she sees you all comfy. she kisses your entire face. when she's done, she gets up, heading to talk with the guys until you wake up. she thinks you'll wake up and follow her, after all you know that when she's not with you, she's with her friends.

until she thinks it's been a little too much time. she starts to worry, going back to your bed.

she finds you there, staring at a blank point on the wall.

"baby?"

you lift your head, she's back!

your face lightens up, a soft smile appearing.

"i missed you" you say as she smirks, getting closer to you. your face in her hands, softly kissing your lips.

"good morning princess, what's wrong? i was waiting until you wake up but i got worried. it's been a while." she frowned.

"i thought you.. left or something" i mumble as her face scans my features. a hint of worry through her eyes.

"baby, what?-" she says, shocking her head no. "no princess i'd never leave you, wherever i go, you come with"

i nod as she kisses my lips again and again.

"i love you"

"i love you princess"

✧₊⁺ of course, when the fourth game comes and it's an individual one, you're shaking.

✧₊⁺ she's too, she just doesn't want you to see it, or it'll make you more nervous.

✧₊⁺ "it's okay baby, this is our last game and then we vote to leave okay? its the last time you're gonna be appart from me. i swear" she says, hugging me as i return it, squeezing her.

it's hard to focus when you're not with her, but you try to get past it. after all, if your girlfriend comes out and you don't, she'll be heartbroken. you don't want that.

✧₊⁺ finally, you made it through. as you're out of the room, you sit there waiting for her.

of course she comes a few minutes later with a smug smirk. she's so cocky.

as she sees you, her face lightens up.

and as you see her, you get up to run to her arms.

✧₊⁺ she kisses you with a soft chuckle.

"what did i said? together. i bet you did so good, my pretty girl" she says smiling.

✧₊⁺ you think you might melt right there and then. you nod, never leaving her arms.

"can we go home now?" you say as she nods.

"let's vote and go home".

[eggyrocks]

DRUNK WALK HOME

chapter eight: mistakes

masterlist

“and i was so young when i behaved twenty-five / yet now i find i’ve grown into a tall child” -fist love/late spring by mitski

It’s Wednesday, and Akaashi is reading her essay. 

It’s clear that she actually tried this time, his pen marking up less of it than he normally would. He can tell she’s out of practice, some sentences rusty and awkward, blunt transitions and thoughts that trail off. But he can see her ideas better than before, more fleshed-out, more consistent. 

He keeps looking up at her, stealing a glance between every other sentence or so. She’s slumped in her chair, arms crossed over her chest and staring off ahead, frowning. Akaashi can’t stop himself from thinking about how much she looks like her mother. She doesn’t look back at him. 

“This essay’s a lot better than your last,” Akaashi mumbles, almost like he doesn’t want her to hear him. It makes him blush to say it, and he’s grateful she refuses to look at him. “Looks like you actually tried this time.” 

She doesn’t say anything. She doesn’t react at all. She just sits there, with her jaw locked and her arms crossed, and does her best to pretend that Akaashi isn’t there. 

He feels guilty. It gnaws away at him, and he has this impulse to apologize, which disgusts him. He doesn’t like that he’s wronged her, and now his sense of moral superiority has slipped. He doesn’t like that he wants to fix the damage he caused. 

He looks up at her again, and sees no change in her posture, in her demeanor. He bounces his knee, and he can’t bring himself to look back down at her essay. Akaashi studies her, for a moment, the lines of her face, her narrowed eyes, the slow, deliberate breaths she takes. 

She doesn’t notice him staring. Or, maybe she does, but is so committed to ignoring him that she chooses not to comment on it. He wants her to. He wants her to snap at him, call him a freak for staring, accuse him of being obsessed, insult him, belittle him, something. 

But she just stares straight on, and Akaashi can feel himself starting to get desperate. 

“How’d your visit with your mom go?” he asks, hoping to provoke her to respond, hoping she’ll say something vile to assuage his guilt. 

“There’s only one more page left in the essay,” is the only response she gives him, though, and Akaashi is stuck. 

He turns his attention back over to her essay, and rushes through the end of it. Akaashi rushes through correcting a run-on sentence or two and then slides the essay back over to her. “There, now you can-” 

She slams her hand down on top of the stack of papers and snatches it away, standing at once. “Great, see you Friday,” she says, ready to leave. 

“Wait,” Akaashi says, standing, “listen, I’m so-”

“I said I’ll see you Friday,” she interjects harshly, finally turning to face Akaashi. He notices the tears that build in her eyes then. He can’t tell if they’re from sadness or anger. 

He’d never seen her cry before. There was a time when he didn’t think she was capable of it. Something in him softens, then, and he thinks that the damage he’s done is the kind that he wouldn’t be able to fix. 

She turns on her heel and leaves, leaving Akaashi to stand there, at their table in the library. 

It seems futile, then, to hate her. To hate someone so hated by their mother. To hate someone who so clearly hates herself. He hopes the feeling passes.

extras->

is akaashi genuinely remorseful for what he did? yes

is he mostly just trying to appease his guilt so he can go back to just plain hating yn? also yes

he sort of knew immediately that he fucked up; he picked up on the dynamics of yn and her mother before he even realized it was her mother

he was feeling defensive when kaori messaged him but it's been eating away at him since then

been quiet on the bokuto front

yn's roommates banded together when they realized her mom was coming to visit bc yn is always a complete mess afterwards and going out and drinking always makes it worse

once yn realized though she figured kaori and yukie were probably in on it and went straight to kuroo

kuroo always has a good time when he goes out with yn so he's always down

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[yandereunsolved]

how would the self aware hotd react to reader having vocal stims from the show and just randomly saying the dialogue, or watching the scenes and repeating them word for word?

for me personally its the rhaenicent scenes (,,i wish to fly with you on dragonback...' and the driftmark confrontation between alicent and rhaenyra ,,where is duty where is sacrifice...")

i really enjoy your concept ♥️

Oh, why thank you. :3

I enjoy this concept as well. (I'm really surprised people enjoy it this much.) I've just gotten writer's block on it because I spend so much time going back to the books and shows to make sure the lore is correct.

How I look after spending so much time consulting the lore:

They'd most likely be confused at first. Stimming in general is taboo in their world. (As is any self expression that goes outside of the norm.) So it makes them see you as slightly naive, perhaps a bit childish. They also find it cute.

They shouldn't be infantilizing you. It's just how their society sees it.

Some of the more traditional characters, like Daemon, would be a lot more disrespectful towards the concept. He would also feel flattered if any of the vocal stims pertained to him. He's kind of like 'Clearly there is something wrong with them. But at least they know who deserves the flattery.' (He sees it as something he can use to his advantage.)

While less restrictive characters such as Rhaenyra would love it. She would even encourage your vocal stims through subtly changing her words to give you the possibility of new stims. She sees them as something unique to you. Just another quirk she has grown to love while becoming self-aware.

Helaena feels comforted. She has been shunned for being different. She has had vocal stims that have gotten her scolded and hurt. So seeing you do it makes it yearn to be in your world. She wants to be in a world where she isn't seen as strange and defective for just being her.

Alicent is more of a neutral. She doesn't understand this newfound self-awareness. She also doesn't understand why you see her as worth imitating. She kind of just looks at you with a puzzled expression.

[lovemyromance]

"Elriel isn't a forbidden romance"

Oh I'm sorry - did Rhys haul Azriel into his office and say

"Why the hell are you sneaking around, old sport? Go make love to her right now in the garden! I'll kick Lucien out myself! Celebrate your love out in the open, fuck them consequences!"

Or did he - idk - explicitly say:

"Stay away from her" "I can and I will [order you to do that]."

And then proceed to explicitly detail exactly what the consequences would be if Lucien or his volatile, evil sire reacted poorly: A blood duel - which could rip apart any alliances they have with not just Autumn, but the Human Lands, and Spring.

Did we just gloss over that part ... or????

There's a huge misinterpretation (purposeful) that people have when they claim Elriel isn't forbidden.

Yes, Rhysand did say Elain will have their full support should she choose to reject the bond.

Keywords: "should she choose"

I have no doubt that Rhys would support Elain, Feyres dearest sister, if she decided to reject the bond. He adores Elain, no question.

But has Elain done that yet? Has Elain gone to Rhys or Feyre and told them she wants to reject the bond? Does she even KNOW it's possible?

Likely not. The way they keep inviting Lucien to things despite her clear discomfort is a huge sign they haven't told her she can reject the bond.

Obviously, anything related to HER bond would be in HER book. Whether she accepts it or rejects it - everything would be in her book, from her POV. You can't cover that entire plot line in a bonus chapter or from Nesta or Feyres POV.

The point I want to make goes back to Rhys, however. Although he would support her, I don't think he is in any way, pushing Elain to reject the bond. Rhys also considers it a sacred gift, and given he is a mated male, I'm sure he places significance on that bond.

Not to mention - that mating bond benefits Rhys politically. It keeps Lucien in line, keeps the BOE / Human lands in line, keeps their alliances to Spring and Autumn. Lucien is important to him, and the only leverage Rhysand has is that mating bond. It's the only way he can trust Lucien to not fuck them over.

Rhys, while he would support Elain in whatever she decides to do, does not particularly want her to reject this bond because it is political leverage. Nothing more, nothing less.

He does not want Elain to accept Lucien against her will. He does not want her to be unhappy with Lucien. He is hoping they will work things out - just like everyone else (except Elain and Nesta and Azriel lmao).

And he doesn't want Azriel "interfering" with that possibility. He doesn't want Azriel starting a war while Feyres pregnant, while they have a death god on the loose. He doesn't want Lucien to break all alliances. So he forbids Azriel from seeing Elain.

I have no doubt, all Azriel has to do is say the words "I love her" and all Elain has to do is echo that sentiment for Rhys to drop the order. I have no doubt he'll fully support them.

But till that day - Rhys not trying to encourage it.

And now, that day where Elain & Azriel actually confess their feelings for each other is further away, because of Rhys interfering in the first place.

It doesn't change the fact that there could still be a war with Autmn if Lucien decides to call a blood duel. Or if Beron does. There's going to be discontent.

Either way - Elriel is very much a forbidden romance. Because there are external political and societal factors keeping them apart. It's not JUST Rhys keeping them apart - it's all the consequences he listed, it's the societal significance of the mating bond, the cauldron's will and corruption.

This is what creates a compelling novel: drama, conflict, angst, and romance. I for one, cannot wait to read it.

[room-surprise]

(Otta also has tattoos, and when she sits on the ground and touches it with her hands, she's likely meditating in order to cast her spells.) I know in a previous post about magic I ended up writing a bunch about the many different "focuses" that spellcasters use in Dungeon Meshi, and how Kui consistently makes sure every caster in the story has SOMETHING that they are using/doing that could plausibly function as a focus... They just vary wildly in how they look and how they are used. An incomplete list of things we've seen are staves, wands, musical instruments, tattoos, books, pieces of paper, magic circles, blood, bottles of water/fire/earth/air, and bird skulls.

Chanting, physical gestures, movements, meditation and touching the target are all a type of "focus" as well, in the form of ritual behavior.

The exceptions to this are the time Marcille was forced to cast without her staff (and struggled mightily to do it), when Falin cast a spell after her resurrection and it's a hint that something is wrong with her, and some (but not all) of Mithrun's spellcasting.

So it seems spellcasters can cast without a focii, and without chanting, but it's shocking and not normally done, based on how Marcille and others react to seeing it happen.

Some spells don't require lengthy chants or the obvious use of a focus, and it's implied that's because they're easy to do, like the spell for walking on water, or the light spell. Things that are more difficult require more focus, and therefore more effort on the part of the caster. This also implies that the more skillful, talented or powerful a caster is, the less effort they need to make.

I think a good way to explain it would be comparing magic in Dungeon Meshi to spraying water out of a hose. Without a nozzle on the hose, the water comes out without much control. With a nozzle, you can control where the hose is aiming better, start and stop the flow, and focus the water into a more forceful stream.

I would also disagree with assuming that the magic system is "riffing on D&D" though lots of people assume that Dungeon Meshi's world is just a copy and paste of D&D. Kui has never played D&D, she only read the rule books after she'd already planned and started writing Dungeon Meshi, and D&D isn't really popular in Japan.

(The video game Wizardry is much more influential there, and Kui is a fan of Wizardry, but the specific things Kui borrowed from Wizardry don't really seem to tie into how magic is used in Dungeon Meshi.)

I say this because the way magic works in D&D is inspired by western fantasy fiction, real world history, mythology and folklore, and Kui has clearly read a ton about these things, and so her work is also based on the same source material... But probably not on D&D, which she only seems to have passing familiarity with.

Pretty much every element of Dungeon Meshi is riffing off of something from the real world... And the real world idea that some kind of ritual activity, physical focus object, or marking are required to do magic predates written history. It's very old, and very common across almost every culture on earth.

About the question on magic staves, one intresting note is that Elven magic is always, or very nearly always, shown to be used with a staff, while Gnomic magic is often done barehanded. In essence, the two types seem to roughly fall in line with the D&D Arcane/Divine (or Wizard/Cleric, appropriately) idea, and are likely riffing on it. As to why Elf magic always uses an implement, likely because it is by basic nature about exact control of spirits instead of just compelling them to take action?

Falin technically has studied gnome system magic and she uses a staff so perhaps it's a preference they have as a race of what type of magic to use rather than their system?

But yes you can notice that! They seem to use tools (like golem cores) but they don't seem to use staves like the others, Maizuru is the only one that also seems to use other tools too (A scroll and papers?) so it seems it's down to preference how to perform magic (Considering the characters that use staves I imagine they make it easier to aim)

Edit: oh yeah like @heattth mentioned in the replies lots of elves use magic without staves too (lycion and fleki use magic tattoos I imagine and otta just uses her hands on the floor) so probably it depends more on the type of magic being used more than race? Personal preference?

[animeomegas]

kakashi and itachi are such girl dads🥰🥰🥰 the thought of these two with a daughter theyre unable to say not to spoiling makes me so soft. imagining how soft itachi would be for his baby🥰 i doubt kakashi would get pregnant at all but he seems like he might adopt or take in someone hes really fond of (if not take her in hed probably give her extra paternal attention)

how would these two react to realizing their baby is growing up? from simple things like she stands up for herself for the first time, or she insists on doing something by herself. who would find themselves crying either to themselves or to their alpha? would either of them be ready to watch their baby grow up?

both seem like theyd internalize their heartbreak thoughts?

I can't really see this with Kakashi tbh, but this whole ask is so very Itachi coded!!!

I think that non-massacre Itachi wanted a lot more children than he was able to have in the end. His ideal number being 3-4, maybe 5, and his actual number being 2 with a larger age gap.

So especially with his youngest, Itachi celebrates and then mourns every passing milestone because he's so proud of his baby, but she's growing up so fast and he's never going to experience another moment when he child says their first word or takes their first steps.

He doesn't cry, especially at first, because you're right he internalises the pain as ridiculous. He has two healthy babies that he loves more than life itself, crying over impossible futures that won't come to pass is ridiculous! But he sometimes withdraws a little from the sadness, despite his best efforts to put it out of his mind, and it's up to his alpha to give him and their daughter lots of snuggles and reassurances.

Remind him how good of a parent he is, take over some of his chores for the evening so he can play with his babies uninterrupted, and then cuddle him to sleep, that will make him feel a lot better.

Non-massacre Sasuke doesn't want any children, but if he ended up with one for whatever reason, Itachi would take them in in a heartbeat, no questions.

I think if Kakashi ever had a daughter figure that he was mentoring or whatever, every milestone makes him incredibly proud and incredibly relieved that he doesn't have to deal with whatever they just learnt how to do anymore lol.

Kakashi is grateful for everyday that passes, bringing with it more maturity and hopefully less stress for him to deal with.

[hemlocksandfoxgloves]

WIP Tag Game

rules: you will be given a word. then you share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that starts with each letter of your word!

tagged by @honestlydarkprincess and @thiamsxbitch

my words are BLEED and FERGALICIOUS (obviously this will be from can't help myself (red looks beautiful on you)

B-“Back so soon, little wolf?” Theo’s raspy voice breaks through the sinking silence of the cold basement with some bite. His voice was hoarse as if he had spent his day screaming for hours on end. Always screaming, never sleeping, hoping Liam would hear his howls and come back to him. He’s been good, waiting for him each time, never leaving.

L—Liam came back to him. It was less and less these days, leaving a terrible ache inside of Theo. He missed the beta something awful and would do anything for his attention again—just for him to look at him. It was like he was scared of what he might find or do.

E— HE didn’t know anymore. He just wanted. He could feel his hands shaking at his sides, too scared to move for he might not be able to stop. He didn’t want to stop. And that made him angry.

E— HE couldn’t give in this time. The sound of his voice had him wanting to move closer, to touch him. His only mistake was coming here, setting off a ricochet of consequences. He knew he couldn’t stay away for too long. He was addicted and he needed more.

D— Did that make him a monster?

F— Fuck it!

E— Theo leans into his touch —Eager and hopeful— breathing in lungfuls of the werewolf. It’s been so long since he could breathe him in like this, so close he can practically taste him on his tongue. He tasted like the sun. When Theo instinctively reaches for him, Liam pushes him back, straddling his hips. He pins Theo’s arms above his head, the metal bars cold and unforgiving against his skin. Theo’s breath hitches, a smirk stretching his face as he feels claws leave crimson scratches on his wrists.

R— Regardless, his only reaction is a quick pause at seeing the chimera. He looked small behind the bars; willing. The door remained open and unlocked, but Theo stayed. He wasn’t sure what to say. He didn’t trust himself when he felt this primal urge inside of him, telling him to tear Theo’s clothes off of him. He wanted to touch him, bite him, feel the blood on his fingernails as he sliced into his skin. He wanted to watch his claws rake down his back, blood flowing behind. He wanted to lick up the crimson and listen to the beautiful noises coming out of his chimera.

G— “Oh my God will you calm down before I actually give you a reason to freak out.”

“You’re about to inject something in me that might possibly kill me. What about this should not be a little concerning?”

“The part where you trust me.”

A— As if he was counting down to the days when Liam would leave him for good, nothing but a pile of rust; forgotten.

L— Liam doesn’t respond; he’s quiet. He’s surprised to find Theo sitting in the cage like he has done something wrong.

I— It was only wishful thinking to expect him to resist a gourmet meal laid out for him. He wouldn’t just walk away when he was starving.

C—“Come on, little beta,” he never stops, his voice dripping with mischief. He wanted Liam to react. “You’ve thought about it, haven’t you? You’re here, I’m here. Let me help you. I know what you need.” Liam’s eyes flick over to him. “I can give you what she never could.”

I— In two strides, he was at the cage, shoving the door open and slamming Theo against the bars. It’s the closest he’s been to him in a long time.

O— “Of course not,” his gaze drapes over Liam, “but I know what you want. I can make it better for you.” He gasps as he feels Liam’s hand tighten around his wrists.

U— Unlike Liam, who can’t decide on which emotion he’s supposed to be feeling. Was it possible to feel everything all at once? Theo is supposed to be the collected one of the two, but here in front of Liam, he is the exact opposite.

S— “Stop lying to me!” Liam seethes. “I know you want this. I can smell it all over you.” His nose glides across Theo’s cheek as he leans in, eyes closing and breathing in his scent. When his eyes open, they’re shining an electric amber. “But it’s so wrong, Theo.” His thumbnail is stroking along the pulse in the chimera’s neck, his claw elongating across so lovingly. “We shouldn’t…”

your word is BEAUTIFUL

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[yingleis]

I came across the baby Yichen ficlet and I'm absolutely in love with it 😍😍 can I request more of him? I'd love to see more of xiao Chen being bothered by zyz, or perhaps being attacked by a different demon and being rescued by the Definitely Very Evil Demon ZYZ

Hello! I'm glad you liked that ficlet :D and I'm sorry for the wait!! m(_ _)m

—

Look, Zhao Yuanzhou had not planned on returning to the Demon Hunting Bureau, especially not after he had confirmed that the Yunguang Jian was real and could definitely kill him.

(He isn't looking to die now, he has to locate Zhao Wan’Er’s disciple, has to ensure that she is safe before leaving, at the very least).

But something tugged at him, like a thirst that could not be quenched, an insistent and insatiable desire to return.

And well, Zhao Yuanzhou had always been one to follow his heart.

So there he was, and just in time too, to intercept a struggling Xiaochen from the claws of another demon.

Presumptuous, Zhao Yuanzhou huffs, his gaze zeroing in on where the demon had struck Xiaochen– nothing fatal, simply a shallow scratch that was bleeding sluggishly– the boy’s swordsmanship was clumsy but he could dodge well, at the very least.

Still, though, he finds that he doesn't like the sight of blood on Xiaochen, and the fact that this lowly demon had decided to pick on his mortal was as good as a personal affront.

Zhao Yuanzhou flashes forward, cutting between Xiaochen and the demon, scooping the boy into his arms and draws forth his power.

“Sleep,” Zhao Yuanzhou commands, directing the spell towards the pest.

The lesser demon barely has time to react before the one word spell hits him, and he collapses into an ugly heap on the ground, sound asleep.

Immediately after, a sharp elbow to his stomach reminds Zhao Yuanzhou of the boy in his arms, and he reluctantly releases Xiaochen from his grip.

“I– You–” the boy snaps, visibly disgruntled and flushing red with anger as he glares at Zhao Yuanzhou.

“No need to thank me,” Zhao Yuanzhou says, thoroughly amused by the boy’s reaction.

“I had it under control! I didn't need help, much less from a demon!” Xiaochen says, hackles rising.

Zhao Yuanzhou snorts. “You wouldn't have managed that.”

Not even the current owner of the Yunguang Jian stood a chance in a fight against him, what chance did Xiaochen have, unless he willingly handed himself over?

Xiaochen’s expression darkens (adorably so) at that, scowling as he declares, “I will be able to! Just you wait.”

“I can wait,” Zhao Yuanzhou agrees with a hum, deciding that he would have to visit more often, if Xiaochen was so prone to being attacked by demons.

(Definitely not because he wanted to test just how far he could push this adorable mortal, not at all).

He still had an eternity before him to live out, after all. What was a few decades spent on saving one waspish Xiaochen?

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

I'm filled with 3DS Brainworms so here's who I think all the Awakening kids would be retainers to if they were in Fates

Lucina/Marth- Xander? Maybe Ryoma if we're doing both countries. I have a hard time seeing her able to relax enough to not be next to the most important people if she had the chance. She'd be Corrin's retainer if that was an option. I kinda like Ryoma more than Xander cuz I'm picturing Saizo saying he doesn't trust 'Marth' because of his mask, without any sense of irony. Also Sakura just because I've seen adorable art of that rarepair and I'm on board.

M!Morgan- Leo, I think Leo and the Morgan's would have a nice dynamic where their presence is both comforting but also elevate Leo's insecurities since the Morgan's are skilled tacticians and his skills aren't as unique.

F!Morgan- Leo/Xander. Maybe Leo's official retainer but bothers Xander. I picture like once a week she has a presentation on the health benefits of killing your father or how to depose a tyrant. Never explicitly saying Xander should commit regicide but one can infer her meaning. Definitely way less subtle than her twin clone. Probably taking the most advantage of the "you fire one of us the others quit" vibe the Awakening kids have. Banned from visiting Corrin in the Northern Fortress.

Cynthia- Camilla, Camilla claimed her before they even proved their worth as fighters. Camilla would adore her and her dynamic with Beruka would be hilarious. She's also friends with Arthur, they need constant supervision together in case something goes horribly wrong.

Brady- Leo, I need him complaining about Leo sleeping at his desk and studying to exhaustion. Do ya wanna a hunchback like him?

Noire- Leo/Camilla. She's incredibly knowledgeable about magic despite being too frail to use it herself, pokes over Leo's shoulder and points out a mistake while bringing him a new cup of tea. Drives Leo up the walls. But also not all that confident and frail, Camilla just snaps her right up. The kind of person that Camilla likes most, one's that are dependent on her in some way.

Kjelle- (isn't she already one of Elise's retainers??) Honestly I know Effies personality is different in the Japanese version but since I'm not familiar with that I can only picture Kjelle's interactions being extremely similar to hers. Either Elise or Sakura, give Elise the beginning of a muscular knight Lady army/harem or I think Kjelle would fit in with Hana and Subaki's dynamic and she'd get a laugh out of knocking Subaki off his fly horse.

Laurent- Leo or Takumi, nerds herd together. I think he'd have a better chance of getting a spot with Takumi than most of the others simply because there isn't anything Takumi can hold against him, he's polite, invested in learning as much as he can(which means he'll likely come asking Takumi a lot and deferring to his expertise, playing into the vibe of Takumi's retainers being his fan club with a different reason than Hinata and Oboro, he looks up to Takumi's intelligence) and his outfit doesn't share any similarities to Nohr's fashion, his tits aren't out and he's not wearing black and purple(why I think the Morgan's wouldn't be able to get close to Takumi)

Gerome- Camilla, while he's the exact opposite of Camilla's main swinging range, he's solitary and doesn't react to praise like Severa, he does follow orders and can be a second pair of eyes to baby someone. Most likely on Elise duty any time she goes into the sewer city. Also he and Beruka nod at each other and go do their jobs. Best coworker Beruka's ever had. She leaves to go kill someone for Camilla and has a packed lunch for the way back. Minerva likes Beruka too.

Yarne- Xander or Hinoka, depending on which part of Yarne's cowardlyness you want to play with. Xander trusts Yarne both because despite all his anxiety he's never really the "unfeasible" type of anxiety and he breaks through his cowardlyness to protect those he cares about. A single "What do you think could go wrong" gets Xander a long way. Meanwhile Hinoka's retainers all have the vibe of her feeling the need to protect them instead and Yarne is PEAK failboy. Also play into Hinoka's more gentle and animal loving side with her brushing his rabbit form. Also Yarne/Camilla ship, she knows what she likes and it's a failure she can coddle and Yarne quickly learns that her arms are both the safest and most dangerous place he could possibly be.

Nah- Camilla/Leo/Corrin/Azura. No strong feelings on any of these, I think her dynamic with Camilla would be similar to Severa's where she's a little desperate for approval but to a lesser extent. I think she'd Like Leo but more of a book club/study buddy thing than serving him. I can see her sticking with Corrin in the Northern Fortress for both Dragon and Lilith reasons and I think she'd be a good Lilith-equivalent and friend for Azura, Naga knows she needs someone to talk to about the crazy stuff she knows that she can't tell anyone about.

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Aria's words hit Jack like a slap and for a moment he was too stunned to react. Sat at the table with? What fool did she take him for? He pried the tip of the dagger from the wooden counter and spun around right as Aria had turned to speak to Brasmeag and was once again hit with a wave of shock that froze him in his place.

He looked her over with what must have been a dumbfounded look across his face. He instantly recognized her. It had been ten years since he last saw that face - and even then he had only seen it a handful of times - but her face was unmistakable. Suddenly he was brought back to that night, ten years ago, when he had stood proud in a large ball room. He had been younger then, his face less gaunt, his skin paler - his clothes finely tailored and were not the tattered, stitched together garb that most Rovers wore. Time and travel had leathered him in a way that hid his Northern Features well. He had bought his way into this Rover Family by selling not only the last of his possessions to the former Chief, but himself as well so not even the pride he once held was left. And yet, she had seen through it without even seeing his face.

Brasmeag was too intrigued by the phrase 'old world forged' to notice him, thankfully. The Purrserker perked up and his beard frizzled outwards in anticipation as he looked the weapons over.

"Ol' World ye say? Well now!" Brasmeag laughed. Despite the look in his eyes, his voice sounded doubtful. There was not much Old World steel left in the world, and those that had survived were cheap, flimsy, and not actually designed for combat. The only 'Old World' weapons that anyone sought after were useless now as they needed to be loaded with copper containers filled with Gun Powder - there weren't even any slots on them for Enchantments. There were far better ranged weapons nowadays - bows with craft-able arrows that can be fitted with Enchanted 'Ability Stones' that could utilize 'Future Sight' or 'No Guard', for example, were much more preferred nowadays. So when she said they were 'infused' his first thought was that somebody had shoddily tried to attach an Ability Stone to an old, possibly frail, Old World Weapon...

His eyes immediately lit up when he saw them though. He didn't see any Ability Stones forced into the bindings on the axes or ground into the shafts. He could sense the aura from them though - they were certainly infused, but not in a cheap 'knock-off' way.

Images flashed through his mind, "Ack, Aye can guarantee that any weapon that be forged here won't smash so easily, Ma'am." He continued as if muttering to himself, "Th' handles will hafta be replaced. Aye cu'd replace 'em wi' th' last o' me Aggron horn? Acke - t'is a pitty aye can't be gettin' mah hands on some Nidoking Horn."

He suddenly seemed to remember that this was a customer commission and he cleared his throat before looking back up at Aria with a 'business-like' look, "Aye, Heldrouth is ma brother. He will bring ye th' weapons th'morra. Now then, aboot th' weapons - it would be easy t' make ye an alloy wi' this that will be as hard as a Shuckle's Shell... but keep th' handles?" He scratched his head. His eyes narrowed on them. He could sense the aura in them and then he slowly nodded. It wasn't often he came across weapons that were infused with energy, "Acke- nah, it will work. Ye will be havin' yer weapons back th'morra. Same hilts, same stones."

He started to bundle up the weapons in his large hands, and as he did he caught sight of Jack and paused for a moment, "Now if ye'll be excusin' mae, aye must be gettin' started." He paused for a moment, "Besides, I be feelin' like ye two have much t' talk aboot."

And with that, the Purrserker carefully hopped off his stool, walked back around the counter until he reached the front door and locked it. He quickly flipped the 'open' sign to 'closed' and hobbled back to the counter where he snatched an armful of the weapons Aria was leaving him before disappearing out back.

Jack watched him go with a silent look - almost as if he was mentally cursing the Purrserker for leaving... but at the same time, he did not blame him. He felt the sudden silence settle down in the room like a thick, heavy blanket and as if he was eager to break that silence he reached up and rubbed the back of his neck, "Princess Aria? That Princess Aria." The first part of the sentence was formulated like a question, but the second was a statement. He then added, rather sheepishly, "You look well."

"You think 10 years is enough to make me forget a man I sat at the Alderbrands' table with? Discussed trade agreements between our Kingdoms with?" She snorted at the thought and shook her head. She was watching him and reading his on edge energy.

Aria couldn't fault mortals for being fooled by the passage of time. But then again, maybe that wasn't what was going on here. She was being a bit careless about throwing his name around. Even though 10 years had passed the man probably didn't want to be found alive by those that might still want him dead. He was Alderbrands' right hand man after all.

"Thank you. I'm no expert in smithing so any adjustments you need to make in the design to improve it is very appreciated." She nodded and then moved to take one of her hand-axes and unclip the leather sheath from it.

"The thing about these and my sword is that they're made from old world forged steel that is attuned to my energies. Do reuse the stones the hilt and that should make sure the new metal wont shatter when I go to weild it." She felt comfortable mentioning this to Brasmeag. He already could sense she wasn't completely human, even if she was shielding her Divine identity.

"I trust you can make that happen. And you shall have the price you name..." She put her hand on the pommel of her sword. Of the weapons it was the newest. And then her eye lit up with her power for a second. As well as a smile.

"Heldrouth is your brother! Oh, I would be pleased to meet him in person. Very pleased indeed!" She couldn't exactly tell him that SHE herself would need her sword for the end of the tournament. That wouldn't be fair to spoil the surprise at the end.

[shippy-from-apocalypse]

Ok im Very sleepy rn it's 2 am bare with me

What do we think Jon would think of How The fandom sees him? And I don't mean this in a pedantic "oh fandom bad because dumbed down and Insert Petty Headcanon Disagreement"

I mean this entirely in a "How would Jon, The man who believes himself to be an Irredeemable monster who is to blame for everything that ever went wrong, react to Just so so many people listening to his shortcommings and ultimately seeing his side"

Like yeah everyone agrees he's kind of an asshole sometimes but he is so beloved by The fans?

I'm sure some people did but I've never seen anyone doubting his humanity or blaming him for the horrors™ he Just clearly understood as his fault? Like yeah Martin tried telling him it wasn't but what I'm getting at is

I love to think about what Jon would do If he saw just the ocean of people who listened to (what he considers to be)

the most unsympathetic person in the world becoming a monster and making choices that brought the literal apocalypse upon humanity

and pretty much everyone saying "he did the best anyone could reasonably expect and he is not a bad person for being caught in the crossfire of an impossible situation with no good solutions"

remember that time in mag 187 a lady grabbed jon in fear and he shouted and presumably pushed her away? and everyone and their mother defended jon's humanity because that was a textbook trauma response i think he would break down crying if he saw that

[dizzyrobinsims]

So finally watched Full Moon and oh boy the juicy, delicious draaamaaaa and anggggsst. I am FEASTING.

BUT also if anyone can watch that episode and blame only one of 'em for that clusterfuck then they need to take a media studies course.

[himblebo]

I just want to be allowed to scream at my sister the way she screams at me. I want to be allowed to slam doors and throw things and break things. I want to be allowed to react to the way she treats us and not be called selfish.

[gotwcird]

sky stared at stephen for a bit, mouth upturned into a dazed, loving smile. it was almost like he'd came alongside her the way he was reacting, and that made her pleased. "that was-" she paused, swallowing, running her tongue over her drying lips. she laughed breathlessly, still reeling from the experience, still trying to collect herself. "that was so good, stephie." she wished she had more words to express what happened to her. how she saw white for a while, how all she could feel and hear was him and the pleasure he was helping her achieve. it was kind of magical.

"i-" she took in a gulp of breath, arms reaching around his neck, trying to collect her scattered thoughts for his question. "i've done it before. um, but never on purpose," she explained softly, never thinking to tell him before because it was something she never sought out specifically. just a happy accident that occurred time to time. "it was always only when i was overstimulated. and then kept going." it was different this time though. it was like stephen pulled it straight from the depths it was usually hidden in. even more, he'd elongated the experience, made it more intense. so intense, in fact, that she could still taste the singe of the orgasm in her limbs, buzzing in her veins, keeping her limp under her boyfriend and her eyes half-lidded. the sight of stephen tasting her come made her twitch.

skylar kissed him, a little weak still from coming, but no less eager. there wasn't a filter anymore between her desires and her reality, so her question slips out immediately after his musing. "wanna test out if you can add your cock into your squirting resume?" she was smiling, dazed but undeniably cheeky. her words were embarrassing to even think of, something straight out of a hub video, but right then, she didn't care. it felt like the best question to ask, even. too giddy from the pleasure she'd experienced and too greedy for more of her boyfriend. even if her hands shook slightly, even if the slightest stimulation to her cunt had her flinching, even if she could still feel her arms shake slightly. she wanted to keep pushing, wanted to learn more with stephen, wanted to see how far they could go.

stephen ignored the ache in his hand that yelled at him to stop, feeling the familiar clenching of pussy walls, tight all around him. with all the frenzied begging and body trembling underneath, it was no wonder her climax was nearing. he couldn't stop now. she was so close, he could nearly taste it. sliding his fingers just a little deeper, he worked tirelessly to bring his girlfriend to the breaking point, egging her on with dirty words and loving praise, and then — something peculiar happened. gushes of fluid covered him as he prompted an orgasm that was like no other. it wasn't grand like the movies, but the spatter was still impactful, some landing on his forearm, her thighs, and the bed below. his sheets definitely needed a deep cleaning soon after this, the wetness more widespread than expected. he had no desire to sleep in the wet zone that evening. he couldn't remember out the name in the moment, but his jaw-slacked, moaning all the same as he kissed alongside her neck as she rode out her high, over the moon to see her cum so hard for him.

"oh my god." that was a first. not just with skylar, but with anybody stephen ever had the pleasure of being with. he’d never made anyone squirt before. and if he was able to do so, unintentionally at that, with her, who knew what other magical sex powers he possessed? that thought alone allowed an impressed chuckle to spill from him once the tide passed over, the skies cleared and a somewhat sheepish smile returned to his face at the sound of even breathing. he swore he could even hear bird chirping outside his window in the heart of winter. “just.. wow." he chuckled breathlessly once more. "well, i’d say that’s a new experience for both of us.” he continued to stroke her gently, experimentally flexing his sore fingers before rubbing lazy circles around her oversensitive clit. "how did you you—" he began to ask, the rush of emotions kicking in, overwhelmed and giddy. "did you know you could do that?" his voice dropped to a whisper, his intrigue on the secret of this incredible ability piqued. if she had possessed such a skill all along and had kept it hidden, it would feel like a betrayal, a secret kept too long between them. this was vital information, the kind that demanded to be shared with everyone, far and wide. it was like discovering a party trick that would spark endless awe and applause, and here he was—stephen!—the lucky sole witness to this enchanting moment, caught in the thrill of it all.

collecting some of the pooling between her legs, he brought wet fingers to his lips, tasting her sweet nectar with great satisfaction. “seems i have a new skill to add to my resume,” stephen mused, a smirk slowly spreading across his face, his chest swelling with pride. he wondered whether sky could replicate that remarkable feat or if he possessed the ability to evoke it from her just with his fingers.

[alchemiclee]

I hope someone writes a good fic about the high cloud quintet with all the messy pieces of lore we have because i'm very unsatisfied with what we got and I want MORE OF THEM. don't know why i'm so obsessed with this tragic group of friends but 😭 IM SO FEELINGS ABOUT THEM but also empty because they didn't satisfy me with what they gave us lmao I require more. but that was the end and i'll never get more....unless someone writes a great fic about them.....!

[pocketramblr]

Upon seeing the post about second as iida my first thought was and third can be uraraka then I noticed you had the same idea in the tags

Great minds think alike I just think that's what she deserves,,,trio holders to the original trio babeyyy