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be-the-glenn-to-my-maggie · 2 years ago

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I've been dubbed! To honor this momentous occasion I, Boredom Anon, will let you in on a little something: I am in fact going to go through with writing the memory loss au, rest assured. Sorry I left you with only that small piece to chew on, but I needed a trusted source to give me an opinion on the idea before I got too in over my head.

To answer a few of your questions in your response:

His body is still there, yep, and I plan on this being one of the plot points because technically Spider is still in his body---the avatar up and walking is just a glitchy memory-holder which I thought would lead to an interesting question: where is the line between oneself? Is he even still Spider, in this case? This is something that Neteyam especially will be conflicted by.

The exact details of how he got hurt are something I've been playing with. For now I think having him take the bullet for Neteyam might be fun to play with, but who's to say. I'm willing to hear any suggestions you may have on the matter!

The Sullies are in Awa'atlu when Spider is first on the mend and getting used to his avatar body. The scene I gave you was when they're finally in the clear to come and see him at High Camp.

I didn't add in all of their reactions because I didn't want to get carried away, but you are very close to how I imagined I'd write Jake and Tuk's reactions lol. I plan on putting the elements you mentioned with Neytiri in there for sure though and you're correct Spider is going entirely off of what feels right so that'll be fun.

Another thing to note: one of the main points I have written down right now is that this avatar body is so fresh that everything is new and feels almost overwhelming in some cases. Pair that with his limited memory and you get some potent muscle-memory/instinct type shit going on, almost like how a newborn creature is just going off of what it feels. For example, the first thing he thinks when he wakes up in his avatar body is Neteyam, and this is quickly followed by a deep longing and it just starts to plague him because he doesn't know what it means but he knows he needs this "Neteyam" whoever he is (and he knows Neteyam is a person, he can feel it. It comes to him in broken images: a blurry face, a melodic laugh, "I see you, Spider.") Am I explaining this well? I feel like I'm making about zero sense lol but whatever you'll get what I mean eventually if you don't now.

Anyways, while I'm working on developing this fic I'll be sure to hop on the asks every now and then with updates if you'd like and when I publish it I'll of course send you the link if you want 👍. Your positive reaction has done wonders and since you aided in my final decision to write it I feel it's only fair.

BOREDOM ANON THIS IS THE MSOT EXCITING NEWS. WHEN I GOT THIS ASK I FREAKED, AND I ALMOST BUMPED IT TO THE TOP OF THE PILE. Instead I just went through the others a little quick and used it as incentive lol. I am thrilled to be a trusted source, I'd love to do whatever I can, feel free to dm me of course, or send me all the asks if you want to stay anonymous of course.

-Wow, that is very dark. There's a great opportunity for an examination of what makes one truly themselves. I think the Na'vi would be more understanding at first than the scientists, due in part to all energy being borrowed in their philosophy. They can visit the dead in memories when they are with Eywa, and that's almost like what Spider is. It just is a question as to if that makes him dead or not, kind of. I also wonder, does that mean they expect him to wake up, or will they try to transfer him into his Avatar body permanently once they think he's strong enough? Probably not questions for you to answer, spoilers lol.

-Hmm, well, the bullet is always good, because I've been saying (I don't remember if it was in dms or a public post) that I've yet to see a fic where Spider takes the bullet and I get to the see the direct fallout from that. I think the effect it would have on his and Neytiri's relationship would be fairly immediate. It would also drastically change the ship standoff, and I'm curious as to people's takes on that. He could also always just pass out from blood loss and then when Norm and Max arrive they notice the brain damage from the machine, and that is what makes them put him in a coma, because he isn't stable.

-Ooh, very interesting. I'm sHOCKED the Sully kids let that fucker out of their sight for a second. Kiri and Lo'ak attempt to sneak out with Payakan to go back to High Camp literally every night, Jake has to sleep basically on top them. He'd never suspect that NETEYAM is also a flight risk, the biggest of them all.

-Haha, no, I understand! Well, even if he can't remember much of before, he's never felt his mating bond before in a Na'vi body. The feelings are stronger and different, and he doesn't have the past knowledge to try to repress or ignore them. He just knows what he wants and what he needs.

OBVIOUSLY we'd love updates, but no pressure of course, and of course I want the link!! I am so so glad I helped with the decision, so many of you lately have said I helped inspire you to write and I cannot express how happy that makes me! Fanfiction is a fantastic creative outlet and a great tool and gateway into bigger literary work, so never feel nervous!

#this makes me so happy #miles spider socorro #spider socorro #neteyam sully #nocorro #jake sully #neytiri sully #tuktirey sully #lo'ak sully #norm spellman #max patel #avatar #avatar the way of water #james cameron avatar #we are mindmelding get in #melissa's asks #melissa on avatar (cameron)#boredom anon

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s-wave-entertainment · 2 months ago

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⚠️ SPOILERS FOR MURDER DRONES EP. 8 INBOUND ⚠️

Okay so I was locked out of my account until like a while ago ago and I haven't posted any of my thoughts on ep. 8. Let me be abundantly clear: I liked this episode. I liked it a lot. I was prepared to watch the entire cast die in terrible ways, for no one to make it out and to watch that screen go black with only a monotonous giggle to spare as we watched the universe as we know it return to square one. Yes, most of the cast still died horribly, but at least it wasn't permanent (unless you're Doll - I'm so sorry queen I love you I miss you). That said, there are aspects OF the episode that left me... desiring more. I hesitate to say disappointed, as Liam seems to have told the story he wanted to tell and for that I am proud of him, but... I have thoughts, as most of us do.

Let me start with some positives - what I liked and why I liked it.

Pros:

- Nori and Uzi did finally get to have that talk. Now I'll go more into this later, as I do wish there could have been more, but for the most part, I'm happy it happened at all.

- SPACESHIP PILOT. And not just because it was cute and adorable and oh my God I love him, but because it was a callback to a detail in the SECOND EPISODE that was not left behind. Liam set that up all that time back, and it was so very satisfying to see it become relevant. Gold star, Mr. Vickers! :D

- NUZI canon. Do I even have to elaborate? (Your honor, these stupid robots mean EVERYTHING TO ME-)

- V's return. HOLD YOUR FIRE, HOLD YOUR FIRE; LISTEN. I know what I said - I know I said I hoped her sacrifice was permanent. For a little while, I really did. I genuinely saw it as a fitting end to her character; to say the things she could never quite get out in words in one deafeningly loud action. And I still would have, if it remained permanent. But you know what else I see as extremely accurate and fitting to her character? Being able to make a plan in a desperate situation, but not having the certainty to know if it will work. Then, having the heart to send everyone else to what she genuinely thought was some kind of safety in the case that whatever plan she had made fell through. It wasn't that Liam wanted to retcon that part of her character - he was trying to elaborate on it. The point of it was, V loved N. And she was starting to love Uzi - even if she'd never say it. And she was still willing to do anything to keep them safe, even if it POTENTIALLY meant sacrificing herself. That part didn't change.

- I'm jumping ahead a little here, but it was too perfect of a segway into my next point - V's confession. I knew, I KNEW this girly was just scared of what could happen to them. I didn't understand her until ep. 6, but once I did, it clicked immediately. I'm sure we all realized that V knew more than she was letting on, but I knew that there was more to it. I knew she knew there would be consequences if N ever found out, I KNEW it. To hear her finally confess all of that... it's gratifying.

- The Entire Hallway Callback Ping Scene. The whole fucking thing. I sometimes pull up the episode JUST to see that scene. I can't exactly put into words WHAT IT IS I like about it, but I just. What I can say is (and this is gonna feel really weird to say) that I love how we get to see that Uzi's actions in ep. 5 aren't just a convenient plot thing - he is actively uncovering memories. Now in the hallway scene they were uncovered in a Very Inconvenient Way, but I love to see that this is canonically a thing that is happening and will likely continue to happen. It leaves a lot to the imagination (post-canon wise) and I respect it. And just, to see Uzi going for him as they both sat there in their own personal hells - I've said it before that they need each other, and I FUCKING MEANT IT. And if anyone attempts to say codependent because I've heard that before - it's not that, it's just that they're actually??? There??? For each other??? Like y'all, Uzi had NO ONE (except for maybe Thad, maybe) before she had N. Was it self inflicted? Yes and no - we can very clearly see that Uzi WANTED to talk to people, she WANTED to Not Be Alone, but it just,,, it didn't work because of who she was. And she kinda learned that "Well if people don't want me, then fine - I'll go it alone." and then built up those walls she had for so very long. And N???? Do I even need to say anything here???? J hated his ass for undisclosed reasons (I'll get to that later) and V Literally Couldn't Get Close To Him or she risked him getting changed - or worse. They were both alone until they weren't anymore, and they learned that despite prior hardships, at least this person is safe.

I think as far as SPECIFIC SCENES/INSTANCES go, that's it. But let me say, I also loved the comedy of this episode. I've heard some people say it was majorly overdone and some of the lighter scenes should have been left out (for at least one of them I agree but I'll get to that in cons), but I also maintain that if the comedy was removed from this episode it would have been. Well, it would have been /not/ Murder Drones. Liam had always made his eldrige horrors with jokes. Look at Internecion Cube, look at CliffSide - it's everywhere. It's Liam's style, and quite frankly, I'm thankful for it - without said style things likely could have been very, /very/ dark. I understand that's what some people wanted, but like,,, the show itself is already EXTREMELY dark, if you think about it. The comedy just helps it to feel digestible - and again, quite frankly, I'm thankful.

Alright, alright, here we go:

CONS:

- Nori and Uzi had a talk, for that I am incredibly grateful. But you know who else should have gotten a talk? Khan and Nori. And hang on, I'm not just bitching here - Khan has been very plain and straightforward about his distaste for Disassembly Drones/The Absolute Solver (even though he didn't know it by name) for what they did to Nori since literally episode 1. To pass off their reunion as a spoof was... disappointing. Now I won't say /much/, how they both reacted seems incredibly valid for their character, but like... I'm also pretty damn sure that Khan would have remembered Nori's voice? Like yeah he thought about it for a minute but like... I dunno. I can't speak much on his character anyway since we didn't get to see a lot of it. I have my opinions on Khan (and they have shifted since my last post about him, if slightly), but I still think he deserved to have that catch-up with his wife and I will be rectifying this "error" in fanfiction.

- J. And I don't mean her character (which I'm a little pissed at but I'll talk about that some other time), I mean a little something more. One has to make /a lot/ of assumptions about J to assume you have her character correct, and I'm sad for that. Have I made the assumptions, yes, and even with those in place, I'm still,,, perturbed for her. We got a little glimpse of who she is while she fought with V, but like... there could have been so much more there, and I wish there was.

- I'm not gonna say too much about open plot holes - we ALL KNOW there are plot holes. For example, HOW IN THE FUCK DID THEY PIECE THE PLANET BACK TOGETHER AFTER IT LITERALLY EXPLODED. There are also people who are still irked about the whole "consume oil to prevent overheating" thing, which I get, but like he DID say himself that he had largely dropped that in terms of plot importance. I choose to believe it's still very much a thing (I think the images in the credits prove that as often when N and Uzi are there together like in the movie watching scene or the card game scene there is a deceased worker nearby), but still. Yk.

- N and Uzi never "talked later." I want that goddammit and I'm going to write a fanfic about it later, don't you worry.

- J and V's whole thing. I really, REALLY wish more had been said about that - but alas, it was not. It looks to me like V and J knew about it together. J doesn't give a damn about N (never has, canonically anyway) and V was keeping it from him to protect him, but if they knew what was going on, I wish that would have been more apparent earlier in the series. However, I can understand why it wasn't - J was absent in the series from ep. 2- the end of ep. 5, and when she did have shared screen time with V in the pilot the show had a very different direction. So I'm not MAD about this lack of elaboration (and quote frankly it has fueled a whole fuckton of headcanons for me), but still - I wish we saw more.

I think that's it as far as specifics go. Let me address the elephant in the room - "Myrah, you're not mad about the way they defeated the Solver via a gag/the power of friendship?" And quite frankly, the answer is no. Why? Well I'll yell ya:

1) We already knew that the only way to permakill a drone (or otherwise any creature) affiliated with the Solver is to destroy it's heart. Leaving them exposed to heat will make them sluggish (so long as it's not accompanied by UV rays), and destroying them any other way results in that black hole [NULL] that we're familiar with via episode 2. Uzi destroyed the heart WITH UV rays (just like Nori told her to), and then when the [NULL] appeared, "Cyn" struggled with her and kept trying to pull her hand towards her mouth. There's a shot that shows us Uzi's visor shortly after "Cyn" pulls her hand in which her expression turns from fear to realization as it hits her that "Cyn" is trying to EAT the [NULL]. Figuring there must be a reason for this, she does it herself - which does the job. With major consequences (I'll get into that post credits scene in a minute), but regardless, "Cyn" is defeated.

2) Hey yeah remember how Doll insisted on doing everything alone and she was the one dead? I'm pretty sure this was Liam literally showing us that you cannot defeat the Solver on your own. That's like the main difference between Doll and Uzi anyway - one insisted on doing it herself (with good reason, I'm not judging Doll for trying to fix things alone) and the other allowed people to help her. People that, by the way, were also heavily affiliated with the Solver. Basically, it would be different if this ending had occurred with three random Worker Drones rather than three drones who are tied to the Solver - because it went the way it did, the Solver was essentially defeated by its own creations who were tired of its bullshit and now knew the full extent of what it had done and what it had forced them to do, which I find Fucking Awesome (also I just love the Dapper Trio, sue me).

Emotional connections and emotions in general are so important in terms of overcoming the effect the Solver has on a drone's consciousness/body. This isn't news because we SAW IT, PLAIN AND SIMPLE, in both episodes 4 AND 5. Of course I'm not upset they used preestablished rules to end the series - quite frankly, I would have been mad if they pulled out some magical mystery cure "here's the solution to the exact thing you're supposed to do" bullshit.

In short, no, I'm not upset with the finale of Murder Drones. I really loved the episode, despite its flaws and shortcomings. And if you disagree, well then how about you bite me.

#murder drones #md #murder drones episode 8 #murder drones spoilers??#murder drones finale #glitch #glitch productions #finale #final thoughts #yapper alert

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bmscribbles · 11 months ago

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If I may, I'd like to start off the New Year by being very honest with you guys

Heads up, this is going to be long. It's not going to start good. I try to keep these things off of this account, but I think I need to say it for a few reasons that I hope makes sense as I go

I'm not around much and keep being slow with a lot of things because I am not doing well. I have not been doing well for quite some time. I frequently shrug off my absences as being busy, but I'm not busy so much as I spend most of my days wrestling with freshly planted and frequently, almost daily unintentionally, reinforced trauma while simultaneously adjusting to this being a part of my life in the first place. It has only been some months since one of the last major sources of these scars had stopped, and it has been an uphill battle against the fear responses I've learned over the past 10 years from multiple traumatic experiences being reinforced in my day to day life

This is why I don't have a regular schedule for things, why I swing between finishing art pieces quickly and taking so long to make progress, and why I suddenly vanish for chunks at a time. I don't beat myself up about these things and I continue to do my best around the issues, to be clear with people about my accessibility, but, as I'm sure you all have seen with reoccurring absences, I don't always win those daily battles

I ended up taking a break from a couple of spaces I'm in to try and really focus on what's going on in my head and what I need to do. My winter was primarily trying to make myself look at things I never wanted to look at again in order to resolve them while also keeping it together the best I could during the bustling holidays. When I came back, when mention of how long I've been gone came up, I got many pats on the head and told that "they know I get busy." People made the excuse for me before I could even try to say the truth, then carried on. It made me realize the depth of the hole I've put myself in, with how good I am at keeping my problems to myself

I don't know if this is appropriate. I don't know if this is the right thing to share in this sort of space, but I feel like I'm at a point where I need to stop pretending and taking advantage of how people make excuses for me if I play the right act just enough to seem like I'm fine, "just busy." It leads to me getting left alone a lot. I get left behind and projected onto about unexpectedly invasive things a lot. I don't think it's that people need to get their shit together, though. I need to figure what to do with myself from here, with the baggage I now have not just being tugged behind me, but nailed to my legs

This isn't meant to be a Woe Is Me post or me looking for attendance to a pity party. I wanna wipe my table clean of everything I've put on it to cover its damages, and I want to start by being transparent, and to better apologize to anyone who might feel dismissed or deemed unimportant by my radio silence with friendships and stop-and-go pace with work

With this transparency though, I'd also like to talk about the good things that have happened and that have realy helped me through these years. There isn't only bad things on the table.

I'm estatic there's folks who like what I do so much that they want to support me in the ways that they do. I don't think I'll ever be able to properly put to words just how much that means to me. I know I've said it before, but not once have I meant it lightly, even if said on a laugh. I'm honored. Seriously.

I've been trying to focus on directly approaching my issues instead of trying to do them on the side of other things happening, putting them first and foremost, and as painful has it's been it HAS been working. For the first time in a very, very long while I have been able to reach out and ask for help with problems that have completely overwhelmed me and reinforced what has happened in those ten years. I've started being able to feel like I can be there for others around me again too, not as a measurement of usefulness, but in recognition that I have the energy to so again. To do something as deeply important to me as to be there for those I care about.

I'm starting to get back to how I naturally make art over what I feel people are more interested in seeing, and I actually look forward to sharing them someday. I have a much better idea of how I'd like to approach my work in the future as my job and have the energy to start seeking out others with experience where I don't for consulting. I have projects planned out that I'm excited to jump on sometime this year, including a full comic and maybe starting to write a book I've been picking at for some years.

I'm working to get back in touch with my family and have been able to be more open with them than I've ever been in my life. I'm working to be my authentic self outside of certain circles and make it more of my everyday life over only in spaces where I only kind of fit in.

The past number of January 1sts have been harrowing as I reflected each time on the years that preceded them, with no actual end to the spiraling cycle in sight, but I find myself eagerly excited about whatever this year may hold. So yeah, I'm roughed up to hell and back and I'm still pretty battered, but there's a future, and despite everything I'm still one of the strongest people I know. I'm exhausted, but I'm getting better. I'll get back on my feet and not hit the floor as hard. One day I won't hit the floor much at all.

I don't plan on making another post like this ever again. I know I'm actively doing it, but it goes against a few principles of mine. It feels inappropriate to share so much in what is technically my professional setting, but I think this is one of the few times where I find an exception for transparency.

I'd like to spend the beginning of this year tending to my wounds so I can start putting all I've learned over the years of doing what I do as a business, as well as entertainment, to really do something spectacular this year. Both to really start getting the ball rolling with what I want to do, but to also give back to everyone that supported me all this time. Not out of obligation, but because that's something I have always wanted to do.

If you've read this far in, thank you. Thank you for your time, your attention, your patience, and understanding. It's been hard as sin and it's going to continue to be such for some time, but it's getting easier. I'm not looking for anyone to swoop in and try to save me. I'll ask for help if I need it. I promise.

I'm excited to get the show on the road, not just with work but with doing better and spending time with folks more, but please bear with me while I still sort these things out back behind the curtains. I'll be around, hit me up if you wanna hang or anything, I'm down to vibe. Hell in all honesty I'd actually love the company, regardless of if the faces are new or old.

I hope everyone's had as good of a start to the year as they could.

#important #about

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enbyleighlines · 1 year ago

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Leigh plays Tellius prt 6

It's time for the 4-part exp extravaganza that is Day Breaks!

I love how they imply that Soren's heritage gave him pro navigation abilities. Sure, Micaiah gets to see the future, read minds, and heal mortal wounds, but hey! At least Soren doesn't have to worry about getting lost.

I present this without comment.

I'm kind of sad that this forbidden bird magic never gets brought up again. All we know is that it's a song called the Dirge of Ruin. I imagine it's like a magic nuke of some sort? But sadly, we shall never know for sure.

This was the SECOND TIME I had to restart because of Ilyana. And look, I'm not foolish enough to rely on Shade, but twice I accidentally left Ilyana in the danger zone, and both times I was like well maybe she'll be okay. Shade has to trigger sometimes, right?

The answer is no. It never triggers. Shame on me for hoping.

I know what Ike means, but out of context, this line is so funny.

Also, for those of you who are wondering, this is Ike's reaction every time someone tries to set him up on a date.

Is this an unpopular opinion? Maybe it is. But I genuinely love Boyd's stupid Viking helmet and high fur collar. Also that custom-made axe? I named it Throwd.

That was a low blow, Boyd. I love how unamused Mist looks. She already knows he's about to say some dumb shit. I love Boyd, but he does have terminal foot-in-mouth disease, and he 100% deserved the smiting he got from Mist here.

Ike's growing exasperation with Oliver during this scene is so damn funny. I wish I had gotten the satisfaction of killing him, but unfortunately, Janaff swooped in to land the finishing blow before I could even get most of my units over the middle swamp.

I love Ike's genuine wonder during this scene. It's a nice callback to the base conversation with Devdan, where Devdan lectures Ike about slowing down to appreciate the simple pleasures of life, so that he doesn't get burnt out before the war even begins. Ike is a character who ultimately fights for the world and the people in it, because he genuinely cares. He's far from naive or optimistic, but his capacity for love, admiration, and respect for life is so wholesome. The horrors of war and the loss of his father initially makes this difficult for him, as he loses sight of anything but revenge, but Ike's journey is about ultimately remaining true to his character, even as he grows and matures.

I love how Sanaki phrases this: "You will resign yourself." It's clear to her that this is the last thing Ike wants, and doesn't bother to convince him that it's an honor.

Oh, Ike. Even as he resigns himself to receiving peerage, he cannot help but make his disdain for nobility crystal clear. This is another aspect of Ike I love so much. He absolutely despises the upper class, and he does not once try to hide it.

And that's the end of Day Breaks! I managed to get most of my A-team into second tier. I'll probably include an update of everybody's stats in the next post, since this is the halfway point of the game, and I want to get a sense of how close I am to achieving the goals that I set in the beginning.

#leigh plays tellius #fire emblem path of radiance #path of radiance #fe9 #tellius

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a-force-dyad-in-space · 7 months ago

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A Fanfic Update

Hey guys, I thought I should give you an update about what's going on Ongoing-WIPs-wise just in case you've had some worries.

The short of it is that the writing juices haven't flowed well for a while now and I'm trying to get them back but it is a struggle. I've worked a bit on this fic or other but haven't made significant progress in a few months. I absolutely hope that will change soon but I unfortunately can't force it. It doesn't help that I'm going through some stuff IRL right now that I have to take care of (I am unfortunately an adult who has to do adulting and pay bills and shit 🥲). I try not to be too stressed out about it, but the more time passes the more the anxiety sets in. Wish me luck. 💪🏻

Anyway, here's a fic-by-fic overview, split up by fandom.

THE UNTAMED

The Angsty SongXue Fic — I'll be honest, I've written a little bit since I last updated you guys but I still haven't finished the buffer chapter (at this point I'm thinking about posting chapter 51 even though 52 isn't done yet), so nothing really new here. I really want to get back into a writing flow but so far it hasn't really worked. I am still working on it, though, so don't worry, I'm not going to drop it.

The It Follows AU — I'm ashamed to say I didn't even realize I posted that fic almost two years ago and I still haven't written the second half. I'm so sorry it's taking so long! I definitely still want to finish it! I might rewatch the It Follows movie before I do that, though.

The Observer Series — Oh yeah, remember that smutfic series I started a few years ago of which I've only posted part 1 so far? Yeah, I still need to work on that. I did write chapter 1 of part 2 a while ago, so it's not like it's forgotten, I just need to get my ass up and write the rest of part 2 before I can post it. 🙈

The Color Rush AU — Okay, technically I haven't posted that one yet but I did share a snippet along with a gifset a few years ago, so you guys know it exists. I haven't worked on it in a long time, though, and I don't know yet when I will find the spoons to continue writing it but I'm still intrigued by the premise and want to give it a go. Thank you for your patience!

The Somewhat Sweet, Somewhat Angsty XuanXian Fic — Again, haven't posted that one yet but I've been posting about it, so you guys know it exists. Nothing new on this front. I did want to rewrite the whole thing because I wasn't really happy with the way I wrote it thus far, so I'll probably go back to it at some point and do that, I just don't know when yet.

WORD OF HONOR

The Xie'er Deserves the World Fic — Listen, guys, I love this fic so much, I just haven't worked on it in a while. I'll probably re-read what I've written so far and go on from there, I've just been struggling with the latest chapter ever since I started writing it years ago. It's not dropped, though, I will get back to it! Pinky swear!

SAILOR MOON

I've mentioned here and there that I'm working on part 1 of an epic that is based on a doujinshi I started when I was 13 or 14. Unlike my other WIPs, this one really is 100% self-indulgent to the point where I don't even care whether people will read/like it once I post it when it's completely done. I'll just put it out there to make my teenage self happy because this story has been simmering in my head for over 20 years, and so that my IRL friends can read it if they want to. So, this one will be a long way out, but it exists. I'm only really mentioning it because I've mentioned it a couple of times before and because it's the fic that's been on my mind the most lately.

STAR WARS

You didn't think I forgot about TROBS, did you????? I did work on several beginnings of a draft during NaNoWriMo last year and I'm getting more and more of a clear picture of how I want it to go. For those unfamiliar, TROBS (or The Rise of Ben Skywalker, though I already changed the name of the fic again) is my attempt at an Episode IX fix-it fic that essentially replaces TROS. This one has been simmering in my head since early 2020 and I really want to get it out of there and onto the page for catharsis. I've even held off on reading any other TROS fix-its because of it, even though I've heard there are some really amazing ones out there (and I can't wait to read them once I've gotten my own out of my damn head). I really need to finally finish that beast. Wish me luck. 🥲

UNPOSTED WIPs

I still have so many notes for other fics (mostly for The Untamed) that I want to write at some point. Will I be able to get them all on the page? I honestly don't know, but I'll see where they take.

Anyway, that's all!

#jen's ramblings #jengwrites

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sunshine-vx · 2 years ago

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Across Space, Time and Dreams (ASTaD) (Ch. 17- part 2 of 2)

(Blankshippers DNI)

(Please refer to beginning of chapter 1 post for complete list of CWs/TWs)

(This chapter's first two illustrations done by @moonlightalpha666 ! Third illustration done by Jang! Here's their Twitter! Tysm to them and Moon for the amazing drawings! The illustrations are only here in the second part, so I apologize for that, but nonetheless I hope yall enjoy!)

(Read it on Ao3 here!)

(Reblogs are appreciated!)

As they walked to Lady Sneasler's seat, Ingo enthusiastically explained Wardens and Noble Pokémon to Emmet. Emmet told Ingo he already knew some about them, but it didn't exactly stop him from asking questions and learning more.

"As I told you, I had some strange feelings about my origins…so I began to prepare people to help me with my duties here in Hisui. It seems I planned in time!" Ingo explained.

"You do not mind, do you?" Emmet said.

"Not at all! I'm not giving them up, just having some people help me out, especially if I should leave for some time." Ingo responded.

Emmet simply nodded.

"Here we are." Irida announced, "Hectar? It's Irida! Are you here?"

After a moment, a Pearl Clan man rushed out into the small clearing in front of Irida, Ingo and Emmet. A tall, strange looking Pokémon Emmet had never seen in person followed; Sneasler? Emmet stepped back a bit, not wanting to cause trouble.

Hectar smiled, "Lady Irida! Warden Ingo, I'm so glad to see you!"

Sneasler grinned and made happy clicking and chattering sounds.

Hectar then spotted Emmet, and his smile vanished, "Who..is that..?"

Sneasler's grin faded as well, and she narrowed her eyes with a bit of a snarl, watching Emmet carefully.

Before anything escalated further, Ingo was able to once again explain the situation; That Emmet was his brother, and he was sure there was nothing to worry about, and that they needed Hectar to come with them.

In response to that, Hectar and Sneasler seemed to calm down. "I see..you have been focusing on your origins more lately. Perhaps it was a sign of sorts."

Ingo nodded, "Perhaps! Will you be willing to take care of Lady Sneasler for a while?"

Hectar nodded, "It would be an honor."

Irida went to speak to Hectar and Lady Sneasler. Ingo and Emmet couldn't hear what they were saying, but Hectar nodded, Sneasler making a rumble, before Irida walked back to where she had been.

Ingo spoke again, "Has the seat been safe? Can we leave Lady Sneasler by herself for a while so we can go to this meeting?"

"It has been, I believe we can, and I will go with you all," Hectar answered, "but I wonder what Lady Sneasler thinks of all this. We cannot leave her alone if she isn't okay with it."

As if she was listening in, Sneasler approached Emmet, who went still. She leaned in and sniffed him, thinking for a moment, before standing up straight and making some clicking and chatting noises.

Ingo laughed, "She thinks you're alright, Emmet! She said just don't do anything wrong, hahah.." Ingo turned to his Lord, "I promise, my Lady, Emmet is pure of heart."

"I promise..Lady Sneasler…I would never want to hurt Ingo or anybody else." Emmet smiled awkwardly, attempting some sort of bow, "It is nice to meet you"

Lady Sneasler turned to Ingo and made more hushed sounds, clearly only for Ingo to hear. Ingo listened, before reaching out his hand to pet her, "Don't worry, I am not going away forever."

Ingo stopped, thinking, before making sure he looked Lady Sneasler in the eyes.

"Change may happen. That I cannot deny. But what I can also say is that I will NOT abandon you, my Lady. That is okay, right? We'll go down this track together."

Lady Sneasler paused, hesitating, before nodding and smiling, making a chirp of approval.

Ingo nodded, "Bravo! I'll be away for a short while soon, probably tomorrow, but I'll see you again. I promise I'll come to see you again before I leave."

The smile on Sneasler's face widened ever so slightly as she made a content trilling noise.

Ingo lowered his hand, "My Lady, we need Hectar to help us out with something, so we'll need to leave you here alone. I may not return tonight, if I don't, Hectar will inform you about whatever happened. And If I don't return tonight, I promise I will see you tomorrow. Is that all okay?"

Sneasler thought for a moment, before flickering her feather out of her face and chattering. She seemed content. As long as she got to see Ingo before he went to do whatever he was going to do, if he was.

"Thank you both so very much!" Ingo conveyed.

"I am verrry grateful. Thank you." Emmet added simply, although he was nothing short of genuine.

"Let's get going, then." Irida stated. Sounds of agreement echoed throughout the group, and Lady Sneasler clicked and chattered in contentment. She began to make her way back to her preferred area, chirping a loud "see you" before she was out of sight.

"So, we're going to Jubilife Village for a meeting?" Hectar asked.

"And possibly stopping by the Diamond Clan, briefly." Irida answered.

"I see, then. Well, there's no use in waiting." Hectar said.

"Yes. We should go." Emmet stated.

Ingo nodded, exclaiming, "Alright then. Let us depart!"

As Irida, Hectar, Emmet and Ingo made their way, they stopped by the Diamond Clan; The Pearl Clan's once-rival, now ally.

Rei and Akari had stopped by their settlement vaguely, as they said they would, to alert them that some Pearl Clan members would probably be making their way to their settlement, to not panic, and that everything would be explained.

This resulted in Diamond Clan Leader Adaman taking an alert stance around his Settlement. He spotted Irida and the other two immediately upon them setting foot in their territory.

Adaman wasn't looking for trouble, just to make sure none was coming his way. Of course, he was also a bit shocked regarding Emmet, and seemed to think the claims regarding the Distortion were strange, but thankfully, he understood why they needed him to attend this meeting.

"Dialga is our clan's lord, and Hisui is our home. It's important I'm present at a meeting that addresses an issue that involves it in any way." Adaman explained.

With that, Ingo, Emmet, Irida and Hectar asked Adaman to follow them to Jubilife Village, where they'd have a meeting with the Galaxy Team. Thankfully, he agreed. Adaman went to inform his clan, and once he returned to the group, they continued their way to Jubilife Village.

Eventually, Irida, Hectar, Adaman, Ingo and Emmet made it to Jubilife Village. Some people seemed a bit nervous, but no one really panicked, so Ingo and Emmet assumed Akari and Rei had already explained the situation to the village themselves; Arceus bless their souls. Cyllene was waiting with Akari, Rei and Lady Zisu outside of the Galaxy Team Headquarters, Ingo, Emmet and Irida getting a wave from most of them upon being seen.

"So, is it true?" Zisu asked Ingo, "Is this person your twin brother?"

"Indeed, he is!" Ingo exclaimed. Emmet waved, "Hello. I am Emmet."

"Well, welcome to Hisui, Emmet." Commander Cyllene chimed in, "We have quite a bit to discuss, so let's not waste too much time on idle chatter."

A union of 'yes ma'am!'s came from the others.

"It's settled, then. Meet me in my office."

And with that, Commander Cyllene turned and went back into the Headquarters, Irida, Hectar, Adaman and Zisu following.

Ingo and Emmet exchanged glances. Ingo could tell Emmet was nervous. He put a hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, Emmet. Don't get too riled up, okay?" Ingo said, "No matter what, I'll always be there to help you."

Emmet smiled, replying with a simple, "Thank you. Me too."

Once everyone was inside Commander Cyllene's office, it was straight to work.

Emmet was asked a few questions. Why he came to Hisui, how he came, and what he was planning. The answers were simple; He wanted to find Ingo, he had the aid of Legendary Pokémon, and that he wanted to bring Ingo home.

The mention of Dialga and Palkia certainly got their attention. If it was true, it was certainly impressive, but unfortunately, not even they were omnipotent. They couldn't know for sure.

Cyllene, Irida and Adaman all shared glances with each other.

"Well, Ingo.." Irida explained, "Regarding what I said back there. I do want you to find out more about yourself, but you know how it is about strangers around here--"

"Emmet is not just another person. He is my brother." Ingo interjected.

"Right," Adaman responded, "but he's still a stranger to us."

Ingo was quiet for a moment. He supposed they were right. But what were they insinuating?

Cyllenne spoke, "So, what we plan to do is put Emmet through some trials--"

"No!" Ingo shouted, shrinking back a bit as he realized his disrespect. He quickly regains composure and begins to speak again, "Lady Irida, Sir Adaman, Commander Cyllene- with all due respect, I won't accept you putting my brother through trials. He doesn't need to prove himself just because he wants to bring his brother home with him."

"And with all due respect to you, Warden Ingo; Didn't you just meet this man?" Cyllene responded, "How do you know he is to be trusted, what his intentions are, or if he's even truly your brother?"

Ingo was taken aback by this, and when he glanced over to look at Emmet, it looked like he had been, too. He seemed upset.

Ingo thought for a moment, before turning his gaze back to Cyllene.

"Commander Cyllene, you understand how my mind works, and how others do, as well. Haven't you ever seen or heard something, and had that feeling in your gut you can't ignore?" Ingo explained, "I may be missing my memory, but I am not stupid. Even if I don't have the memories to prove it, I know for a fact Emmet is someone of pure intentions, and my brother. Plus, I did not just look over any lack of evidence– there is evidence, and there will be more once we contact Dialga and Palkia!"

Ingo stood straight and firm. He did not waver.

Akari and Rei made sure to mention Emmet's incredible performance against the Alpha Pokémon and how in-sync he was with Ingo, Ingo backing up their claims. It made Emmet smile.

Having gained just a bit more confidence, Emmet then stepped forward, also now more calm in composure.

"Bringing Ingo home is all I want to do." Emmet chimed in, "However. If it helps keep the peace, what are your demands? I am not doing this because I need to prove myself, but because I want to help."

Cyllene nodded, before waving Zisu, Irida and Adaman in her direction. They spoke for some moments.

Then, Cyllene turned to face Ingo and Emmet, "Ingo, Emmet, if we understand correctly, Emmet plans on helping bring Ingo to his origin world. Is this true?" Cyllene questioned

"Yes. You want to go, right, Ingo?" Emmet spoke

"Absolutely!" Ingo replied, "I'm lucky I have some great people to help me out!"

Cyllenne continued, "We cannot allow that to be permanent, at least without a lot of planning and work and many other things."

Ingo blinked, surprised, "Oh, no, my trip will not be permanent! As I've said to some others, change may happen, and if it does, I will take charge of what I must do to make sure it goes smoothly! I just want to find out more about my origin world, rejoice with it and the things and people within it, like Emmet here! That's why I was getting some people to help me out with my jobs, in case I needed to leave for some time to find out more about my origins."

Emmet seemed a bit perplexed, but smiled, not speaking.

"So like an expedition of sorts?" Irida interjected.

"I suppose you could say that!" Ingo replied.

"Then, how much time do you request?" Cyllene questioned.

"Hmm, I'm not quite sure.." Ingo muttered.

"About two months and a half." Emmet stated.

Ingo smiled, "Yes! That sounds excellent! Oh, and this is very important..Emmet must return with me. That's okay, right, Emmet?"

Emmet nodded without hesitation, "Yup. Absolutely."

"And what will become of your roles as a Battlegrounds Manager and Lady Sneasler's Warden? You mentioned having some help from others." Cyllene questioned

"Ingo's been training me to be a Battlegrounds Manager!" Rei exclaimed, "I'm sure Ms. Zisu and myself can manage on our own for a while!"

Rei turned to Zisu, "Right, Ms. Zisu?"

Zisu hesitated for a moment, before laughing and smiling softly, "Of course..yeah, we can do that! Don't sweat it."

"And..Ingo has been training me to be a temporary Warden for Lady Sneasler," Hectar spoke as well, "we already agreed that I can take care of Lady Sneasler for a while on my own."

"And if you guys need help, you always have others!" Akari chimed in.

Ingo laughed, "Yes, what they said! I promise you they've been doing excellent in their roles. Putting them in my place for a while shouldn't hurt."

Cyllene turned to Zisu, then Irida, "Zisu, Irida; Your thoughts?"

"We'll be fine. Rei has been doing very well!" Zisu commented.

"Hectar has also been doing well. We will be alright." Irida stated.

"Rei, Hectar, Zisu, Irida," Ingo avowed, "thank you all so, so much."

"Yes, thank you all. We are extremely grateful." Emmet added.

Rei and Hectar gleamed, Zisu and Irida nodding approvingly.

Cyllene hummed to herself for a second, thinking to herself for a few moments. Afterwards, she walked up to Irida and Adaman, speaking to them for a few moments. Afterwards, all three faced Ingo and Emmet

"So, there are things outside of Ingo's jobs to be dealt with. We have a plan to settle things. As you've explained, Emmet supposedly came here by getting the aid of Dialga and Palkia." Cyllene explained, "Tomorrow, we will make way for the Temple of Sinnoh, and Emmet will summon them there. Wherever and whenever he came from before landing in Hisui, Dialga and Palkia should have knowledge of him. If they can confirm he is telling the truth, we will get off your case. If he is not..then there will be consequences. Understood?"

"Understood! I know Emmet will be able to prove himself. Right, Emmet?" Ingo declared without hesitation, turning to his brother.

Emmet blinked, then smiled wide, nodding firmly. "Yes, I will!"

Once again, the three faction leaders shared looks, before Cyllene nodded once again.

"It's settled, then."

"Well, I must be honest, then," Emmet spoke, "I need one last thing, first."

"What would that be?" Cyllene said

"Akari, Irida, Adaman." Emmet explained, "I can assure you that I am telling the truth, but I need your help so tomorrow can go smoothly. Allow me to explain."

They listened.

"Akari, I have heard that you are considered a hero of the Hisui region; That you have done many, many great things. Adaman, Irida, I understand that you two are the leaders of the Diamond and Pearl Clan, that worship Dialga and Palkia." Emmet continued, "I am not completely sure, but I was thinking maybe you'd have what I need. When I summoned Dialga and Palkia to get their help, I used the 'Adamant and Lustrous Orbs', two artifacts verrry closely linked to them. The Orbs were not able to come with me here, and I will need them to summon them again tomorrow, so I was wondering if you know where they are."

Adaman, Irida and Akari seemed surprised.

"Wow, Emmet, you sure do know a lot about this all.." Akari replied. Irida and Adaman turned to Akari, speaking to her in somewhat lowered voices.

"Akari, we have entrusted you with those artifacts. We cannot afford them to be damaged or abused. What do you think?"

Akari thought for a moment, before answering, "I will make sure nothing happens. I think we should give it a shot." Akari turned to Emmet and Ingo, "Luckily for you, Emmet, we have the Adamant and Lustrous Orbs. We will give them to you at the Temple of Sinnoh tomorrow. How's that?"

Akari glanced at Adaman and Irida, who nodded.

Ingo clasped his hands together, "Yes, bravo! You won't regret this, thank you so very much! Right, Emmet?"

Emmet nodded, his eyes sparkling brightly, "Yes, indeed! Thank you all verrry much."

"That's all then, everyone?" Cyllene questioned.

Everyone in the room seemed to respond in the positive.

"Then it's settled. You should all prepare for tomorrow." Cyllene vocalized.

"Alright, then Irida and I will be returning to our clans." Adaman said. Irida nodded, approaching Hectar and motioning him to follow them. Then, the three of them left.

"I'll be looking over the Battlegrounds." Zisu commented before also exiting.

"Good luck, you two!" Akari chimed in, "Let's go, Rei!"

Rei smiled and nodded, calling out to the twins as they left, "We believe in you both!"

After a moment, Cyllene stepped forward towards Ingo and Emmet.

"Warden Ingo, Emmet, I have rented you two temporary housing for the night in Jubilife." Cyllene informed, "It is the second house on the right, second row. Be awake by 9:00 AM. Goodnight to you both; You are dismissed."

"Thank you. I will make sure to do as I have been told." Emmet said simply.

"Thank you so much, Commander! We'll make sure to do everything right!" Ingo chimed in.

Cyllene simply nodded, the twins then leaving the Headquarters.

Ingo knew the village well, and led Emmet to the place they'd be staying in. It was a small, one-room house, but cozy-looking.

"Oh, there's only one place for someone to sleep." Ingo commented, "There should be more blankets and pillows in the storage chest, give me just a moment!"

"Thank you! Do you need help?" Emmet responded.

"Nope, I got it!" Ingo opened the storage chest and dug around, taking out some blankets and a pillow. Emmet looked at the materials for a moment, before jumping as an idea popped into his head.

"Ingo! I have an idea!" He exclaimed.

Ingo raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Do tell."

Emmet approached Ingo and took some of the blankets, "Here, let me help you! How about we make a big pallet instead?"

"Make a pallet? Did we do this back in our origin world?" Ingo asked.

"Not really recently, but we would do it as children, mostly when we stayed up really late, yup! Hahah.." Emmet explained.

Ingo chuckled, "It does sound a bit familiar..alright then, let's do it!"

Emmet gleamed. The twins used the blankets and pillow already on the ground and the ones from the chest to put together a pallet on the floor. Ingo did it gleefully and flawlessly, as if he had done it many times before.

When the pallet was ready, the twins laid down for rest; Except it seemed a bit difficult to sleep.

Ingo eventually spoke, breaking the quiet that was previously there, "Emmet, will I like our origin world?"

Emmet was surprised, but answered nonetheless, "Of course you will. It is a wonderful place."

"And you'll be there with me?"

"Every second we are there."

Ingo smiled and chuckled, "Thank you. Sorry about that, I guess I'm just a little nervous."

"You have absolutely no reason to apologize. I am glad to help!" Emmet replied.

"We should probably get some rest now- tomorrow will be a long day. Goodnight, Emmet." Ingo stated.

"Yes. Goodnight, Ingo."

A moment of silence.

"..Brother?"

"Yes?"

"I love you, Emmet."

"I love you, too, Ingo."

Soon, the twins both drifted into sleep.

And that night– they dreamt of nothing.

Chapter 17 (part 1 of 2)

Chapter 18

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sxcret-garden · 8 months ago

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nr 6 for ateez 😝

<<333

6. What song I love my bias the most in.

I'm gonna do all biases because nobody can stop me and I'll start with San because among the three I have the least amount of thoughts for him ksdfjskfjas (sorry... also this is under the cut because..... you'll see kasdjflkdöas)

ok first of all... mist. his voice sounds so soft in the entire song and he's singing this so well??? also in arriba his short line right before the last chorus sounds SOOO good, i really love his voice when he sings with that energy!!! another song that just has to be mentioned here is turbulence, he's so dramatic in the second chorus but i think that's what made me notice his voice especially in this song!! also inception, because of the vocals, but also because of his choreo in the chorus!!!!! (to mention choreo once in the entire post lol)

I'm semi-normal about wooyoung's parts, so I'll do him next aksdjfklsa and i just want to say celebrate. like????? the very first time i heard that song my immediate reaction to his parts was that they need to let him sing like that more often!!!! he sounds SO GOOD there????? and when he gets the right lines you can actually hear that this guy has a lot of power in his voice (idk, i tend to notice this especially in songs where the first time a line appears they give it to jongho and then the second time wooyoung sings it, like the comparison just makes it so clear how much energy woo has in his voice when used right!!) idk i've been dying to say this somewhere and i WILL say it again so!!!!!!! (alsoalso to mention choreo a second time - the lil butt shake in crazy form, like that's so him and so cute and he looks so happy doing it too 🥺)

now for jongho.... the answer is every song ever but i'll try to single some out (brace yourselves because i will not shut up anytime soon) askdfjklas and i'm gonna start with silver light because i'm listening to it right now and like... his adlibs in the end plsssssssss i love them so much!!! and OF COURSE i also have to mention this world because omgggggg he sounds so good in the chorus hhhhh (in general i am absolutely IN LOVE with how they use their voices throughout that album, and his especially - part of why it's my fav album of theirs!!) ok but the song that actually came to mind first for him is also celebrate, because have you heard his adlibs at the end? have you HEARD them????????? this guy is actually insane. i also wanna mention don't stop because he barely gets lines on the lower end and... yeah, ouch aksdljfksjadlk i also feel the need to mention cyberpunk here... but i'm thinking of that one stage they did on music bank especially, because this guy sounds even better live and everytime he does that one high note i ascend to whatever heavens there may or may not be aksdjfklsad and before i shut up i'm gonna remind you all that he was on lee mujin service (i am begging you to watch it if you haven't yet) and i cannot put into words how much i love his cover of don't go today, i'm really not a ballad type of person but holy shit... yeah.. just watch it.... (idk i just get so happy listening to him sing and Do His Thing and go a lil insane with it because he's just THAT good and knowing that he's put so many years of work and practice into building that skill is really admirable to me and also kinda motivates me to work hard on the things i enjoy too so :/ ilovehimokbye)

(also the much needed honorable mention: yeosang in halazia. he's not a bias but used to be so it counts aksdjflksa no but seriously if kq doesn't let him have more lines that are actually in his range i will throw hands.)

send me a number and a group~

#yes i love how even in a casual ramble i struggle to stay coherent when it's about choi jongho and not just when im trying to write a fic #his part took me so long to write and not just because it's the longest but my brain just blanks out every 2 seconds....#as a friend of mine once said... shit is hard #anyway thank u for coming to my infodump skdfjölksajfkdas #(is it an infodump if it's just my personal opinion....? i wonder)#EITHER WAY thank you for sending me that ask and letting me ramble hehe 🫶#yes i didn't mention everything on purpose - i love that song too and i especially love how it showcases a majority of his range but #ig i had more to say about other songs... welp now i mentioned it after all askdfjlksd #ask game #answered

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msclaritea · 1 year ago

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"Three-part BBC television miniseries about the notorious 18th century lothario, written by Russell T. Davies and starring David Tennant and Peter O'Toole. The aged Casanova (O'Toole) is living out his days as the custodian of a library in Bohemia when he meets young serving girl Edith (Rose Byrne). He begins to tell her about his infamous escapades as a young man (played by Tennant), when he scandalised Europe and was exiled from his native Venice for crimes against the government and church. Wandering through Enlightenment Europe, Casanova reinvents himself constantly as a poet, philosopher, spy, black magician, petty conman and, of course, lover, eventually incurring the wrath of the Venetian ambassador to Britain, Grimani (Rupert Penry-Jones), after he falls in love with his wife, Henriette (Laura Fraser). Wounded in a duel with Grimani, Casanova returns home but is unable to forget the one woman he truly loves."

That is the original storyline/synopsis of the Casanova series on BBC THREE, BBC WALES, written by Russell T Davies. Starring Peter O'Toole and David Tennant, who does a wonderful job. I saw it. I thought it was a lot of fun, not being familiar with Casanova's life story. Little did I know this was another fantasy from the minds of the BBC.

Giacomo Casanova Was An Adventurer, Libertine, And Child Molester

"For all the romanticism surrounding the 18th century Venetian — much of it promoted by Casanova himself in his famous memoir L’Histoire de Ma Vie and perpetuated by centuries of men jealous of his “conquests” – there was certainly a dark side to Giacomo Casanova. For every tender love affair of his, there were plenty of instances where he outright raped and abused. In several instances, children were the objects of his “affection.”

In the 1740s, according to Paolina’s Innocence: Child Abuse in Casanova’s Venice by Larry Wolff, Casanova purchased a girl’s virginity from her own mother and beat the girl when she wouldn’t submit to sex. A couple decades later, in St. Petersburg, he bought a 13-year-old sex slave.

In 1774, at the ripe old age of 50, Casanova ran into a former lover, Irene, with her nine-year-old daughter. By his account, the little girl “did not reject my caresses.” He even encouraged Irene to offer her daughter to a wealthy baron, “who loved little girls as much as I did.” From his own account, he had 120 sexual partners and sexual victims — nuns, underage girls, possibly some eunuchs. By his own account, he even impregnated his own daughter, Leonilda, years after he engaged in a threesome with her and her mother.

“I have never been able to understand how a father could tenderly love his charming daughter without having slept with her at least once,” he wrote.

Not all of Casanova’s behavior could be ascribed to “the time he lived in.” As the Huffington Post points out, fully grown men engaging in sex with adolescent or pre-adolescent girls was not nearly as common as one might think after reading Casanova’s memoirs. Rather, the man was so sex-obsessed that he saw violating a nine-year-old as something worthy of honor and celebration rather than a sign of perversion."

It's not quite fair to only dissect some of the work of Benedict Cumberbatch, since he's not the only one who's popularity has been used to sell British propoganda. So, I'll be taking a closer look at the films of other actors, which contain 'retellings' of history aka outright lies.

You would think an organization that's already been the subject of multiple sex abuse scandals would steer clear of promoting their Favorite Pedophiles From History. Alas!

For the record, I am a David Tennant fan and will remain so. I know he's also good person, not given many choices. Very disappointed in O'Toole, though. He obviously would have known and had more power.

#BBC ONE #BBC TWO #BBC THREE #BBC NEWS #Britain #UK #Downing Street #King Charles #Botis Johnson

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unluckyxse7en · 1 year ago

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Ok so. Long unnecessary rant incoming, just for the sake of ranting and to no one's interest but - I'm gonna be honest. I'm legitimately making plans to leave Tumblr long term, like I'm unfollowing more tags and blogs with each update, and already planning out How or Why I will or won't use tumblr once some of these updates take place.

And here's the thing. I've been parked on this site for Years. I've been a Committed user for nearly a decade, unshaken by Plenty of bad updates. If anything I probably look like that "I can excuse x but draw the line at y (you can excuse x???)" Meme to some.

But this is a final straw because Tumblr's stripping everything that made it stand out and unique, which means I'll leave because I can't excuse x AND y. Y took away the Only thing keeping me going in this case.

And here's why I feel like this is significant - I'm a very archive-oriented person.

I don't just delete things. I don't just ditch things once I'm committed to them. I love to be able to preserve moments in time with trinkets and files and Tumblr has been perfect for that for so long. For archiving art and posts I love even when the blog they came from was deleted or deactivated. Time capsules I could catalogue and fondly look back on. I expanded my tagging systems at my own detriment just so that others could find similar solace in my blog, if they so chose. It was little, but important to me. It felt like a meaningful thing.

But I've hit the point where I'm about ready to just. give up on archiving here.

I'm going to slowly unfollow more people - mostly to avoid new things put on my dash. No more 'doomscrolling', no more new things to add to my long list of stuff to properly 'archive'.

I'm going to start clearing out my likes - by reblogging in honor of the OP in some cases, unliking bc I won't be coming back in others.

I'm probably even going to delete several of my side blogs which. If you knew how many I have and how hard it's been to justify deleting any of them to myself, you'd understand the gravity of this statement.

And - I'm gonna be blunt.

I don't even have anywhere in mind to go.

This isn't me ditching for a better site. I don't think there even is one, for me.

I'm literally leaving just to leave. I have no other options. I am not gonna let that stop me. If I'm going to end up with zero online presence other than Maybe on Discord servers, so be it.

That's essentially where I'm at right now.

So mutuals, if I unfollow, this is just part of the process. It's gradual, I still have posts to reblog or queue up so you'll see me in your notes for a while I'm sure. But basically I'll be pulling away from this site bit by bit going forward I think, unless Tumblr does some hard turnarounds they won't.

#blablablah #gripegripegripe #tumblr #long post

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theharrowing · 1 year ago

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MOMMY DEAREST OH! MY!! FUCKING!!! GOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I AM ONCE AGAIN FOAMING AT THE MOUTH. i have died and ascended to the clouds, my corporeal form is an empty shell, and my soul has found nirvana. what the fuck is your brain? what were you THINKING delivering a namgi better than the last?!?!?!?!?! the fact that you have never written a/b/o before is insane to me and i want to commend you and sailoryooons and sweetestofchaos for helping you because WOW.

i remember you teasing the fic saying it was 19k words of pining and you were not exaggerating. i really felt for yoongi the entire time, like his feelings (and mood swings, and everything) were palpabale and lkjdalkasjdanda,msdna,smdnasd just wow.

i am stunned. you are stunning. everything is just! wow! incredible! insane! wow!!!!!!!!!!! thank you so much for sharing your talent with us. truly astounding. i cannot wait for part 2!!!!!!!!!!!! i kind of regret reading 1 already because even tho it's promised in just two days, i NEED IT SO BADLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

you are the master of namgi. and of yoongi, specifically. nobody fucking writes him like you do, and the way you can change his personality each time but still have a character that is so fundamentally him is just insane. INSANE.

this part changed the chemistry in my brain, and i will never be the same again:

"Are you ready, little omega?" The nickname makes Yoongi's head spin, and he heavy-blinks and nods, letting his gaze drift and return. "As ready as I'll ever be." With a lift of one eyebrow, Namjoon says, "You don't smell ready," and Yoongi absolutely spirals. He attempts to find the words to say, failing around each syllable before Namjoon continues, saying, "I can change that, don't worry," in a voice that is deep and inviting and far too enticing for his own good.

i am a whore for namgi. i just need them so badly. part 2 is going to absolutely destroy my sanity and i will gladly allow it to happen. ILOVE YOU MOTHER THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY TO UHHHHHH I DONT KNOW UMMMMMM LOSE MY GOD DAMN MIND?!?!??!!? YES.

MY CHILD HELLO!!!!! 😍🥰🥰

foaming at the mouth sounds like a serious condition, i hope you are ok!!! 😉 wow, indeed, hehehe!!! thank you so much for these kind words!!! i am thrilled and honored that you love this fic so much!!!

listen: there is a chance that the fest will release the fic on ao3 tomorrow, and if that is the case, i will just post part 2 tomorrow. it's already formatted and ready to go! 😁 so you may not have to suffer for too long!!! one to two days, only!!! you can do it, i believe in you!!!

ah, i love to write namgi and i am so glad you love the way i do! they are my favorites, which i am sure is clear, and i find them so easy to write. as easy as breathing. AND THAT PART HAHAHA AHHHHHH YES wow what was i thinking??? a flip switches and Namjoon becomes a MENACE. just wait haha. poor Yoongi is going to really Go Through It™. as will you. as did i, when i wrote it. nobody is safe.

I, TOO, LOVE YOU!!! THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR YOUR MESSAGE!!! messages are literally the lifeblood, like i cannot tell you how much it boosts my serotonin and makes me wanna get out there and write some more!!! 💘🍧💝🎈🌷🥺💜🎁🎉💐🍦🐺��

#lovely anon #reader reviews #fic: one day at a time #you've got mail 💌

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curio-queries · 2 months ago

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So this anon is really troubling me but not for the regular jikook-shipper reasons. If you're up for a nuanced discussion, continue through the cut. If you're looking for a stage to battle, I'd recommend passing on by. I'll only engage with good-faith responses.

I want to make something very clear in my teeny little corner of our fandom. We can debate whichever ship is real and which member's are closer to eachother forever. These arguments can get into fairly childish statements of stacking human relationships into a competition but if that's how you want your fandom experience to be, you do you, I guess.

The point I would invite y'all to consider when taking an approach like the above anon is to remember that action does not equal attraction. In other words, just because a person does something, does NOT automatically mean they feel a certain way about it. It could, it very well could. But it's not a given.

I'm particularly sensitive to the viewpoint of people trying to call others homophobic for not seeing an action a certain way. Yes, that is definitely a huge part of society's issues currently but not every misalignment of interpretation equates to homophobia.

Specifically I'd like to talk but ace-aro erasure. Now, before any of you jump on me, I AM NOT SAYING THAT I THINK ANY OF THE MEMBERS ARE ASPEC. I just want to remind you that when you make sweeping statements like 'you only have to look at them to know', you are implicitly stating that anyone who chooses to partake in similar actions could ONLY be doin so because of an attraction.

Never in any of my fandoms before have I struggled so much with feeling pushed out as an aspec than i have once I found kpop. I believe it's largely due to the focus of shipping spaces having this weird honor system of needing to gather evidence and prove that yours is 'the one true ship'. It's putting people in this space where they are treating every piece of content like the old land rushes of early colonization. Instead of settlers racing to establish homesteads, it's shippers racing to build narratives.

And thus lies the erasure of all aspecs. Statements like these prescribe what actions we are allowed to take or not take. I realize all identities exist on a spectrum but the ace-aro spectrums are so vast, there can be very little in common between two individuals that utilize these labels. I know I personally will affinities for differing sub-lables nearly day-to-day. So umbrella statements in general set me on edge but any that draw conclusions about someone's sexuality based solely on an outside perspective of their actions? Nope, I can't vibe with that.

I don't have a conclusion to this post other than to invite y'all to remember that even here on tumblr, in our relatively open corner of the internet, there is some work to be done to be inclusive.

For any of you that are interested in discussing more about the viewpoints of aspecs in kpop spaces, I invite you to check out @aspec-kpop .

You casting doubt or saying they could have had other relationships is not the flex you think it is. In all seriousness that is highly unlikely given their consistent behaviour around each other for years now, at least since 2017, ain’t no way they were dating others. It’s actually quite homophobic what you are insinuating again with the video of Jk, there is not a straight bone most likely in that man’s body. He is all about Jimin, all the time, you only have to watch his habits and lives to see that. There is no room for anyone else. If you can’t see that fine but stop clogging the tag with your homophobic opinions. They also were not on a break, their relationship is private and not for us, or the public. We don’t live under their bed for sure, but you only have to look at them, how they act, how they were, how they spoke about each other, the shared concepts, the travel show, the enlistment. Just know you’re wrong to cast doubt and it’s erasing them and what they are showing is by doing so. It’s not about being rational, it’s literally erasure.

Block me then.

I can’t with these fucking anons picking and choosing when it comes to what I write about.

Me casting doubt is wrong? If my opinion is casting doubt on you, then I would question how easily influenced you are.

You say that we don’t know about their private lives and yet, are 100% convinced he’s been in a long-term romantic relationship with jm.

‘There is no room for anyone else’, ‘ain’t no way they were dating others’. Sure, and you know this cause you’re such a bystander who isn’t privy to their private lives?

I was there in 2017. I was there when gcf dropped. I love them beyond anything so to insinuate that I’m being homophobic towards them is so fucking disrespectful. All because I said that they might not be dating. Get a grip.

#shipping discourse as an ace-aro

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has-gilgamesh-doneanythingwrong · 3 years ago

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Hello! I read your rules and I think I'm ready to go!

Can I request Archer Gilgamesh and Lancer Cu Chulainn x previous master while in Chaldea?

Let me explain,,

So servants have no memory of their previous summonings, so how would these two servants react to their supposed old master who won a grail war, arriving at Chaldea and wanting to return their lost memories with magic?

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Hello, thank you for the ask! Thank you for reading the rules too, I really appreciate that. This is a really interesting concept, I'll do my best ^^

I'll write Gilgamesh and Lancer Cu's parts separately just so then it can be a bit clearer!!! From this I am assuming that their master is an oc in this case, so I hope that will be okay with you. Please let me know if you meant something else by this or of any other details!

NOTE: i made the previous master a heroic spirit in Chaldea in this case XD i wasn't sure how else to pop them into Chaldea.

THESE HEADCANONS ARE VERY LONG !!! LONG POST AHEAD!!

Reuniting with a Previous Master (Archer Gilgamesh, Lancer Cu)

Prelude

🏆 In your mind, the memories were as clear as day. The Grail War had been a vicious, brutal battle; driving you and your servants to the very edges of destruction. Yet together, you persevered through; honoring your unbreakable bonds.

🏆 It had been so, so lonely as you watched them slowly disperse into glowing golden sparkles; like a kaleidoscope of sun-kissed butterflies. As you vowed that this wouldn't be the end, and that you would meet again, everything began to fade away...

🏆 However, now you were somehow in none other than Chaldea itself, with an identity as a heroic spirit?! With a stellar collection of magics at your disposal, you had left a mark in history large enough to be immortalized by the throne of heroes itself.

🏆 As you stare into the eyes of two masters with stunning heads of orange and black hair, flanked by a petite figure with glasses and a lavender bob of hair; your jaw almost dropped to the ground once they announced that they were to be your new masters. To think that your situation would now be reversed in the afterlife...thoroughly amused by this, you find it to be a rather surreal situation.

🏆 However, things take a shocking turn once you see other beings wandering through the halls of Chaldea, appearances dating from a vast variety of eras. Once you ask what's going on, Guda reveals that Chaldea has actually amassed a huge amount of servants for this next series of battles; and that it was entirely different to the Holy Grail Wars that masters usually experienced.

🏆 Heart rushing with anticipation, you ask whether they've heard of the servants you fought besides, mouth dry with excitement. Could it be? Would you be able to meet them again?? Did they remember you? Could you finally hang out together normally? All sorts of thoughts rush through your mind at the prospect, as you told them how you knew them from the past.

🏆 At this, Guda's once friendly expression becomes extremely steely. "They're in Chaldea...but I cannot confirm if they will remember you or not. I wish you all the best."

🏆 Despite these words, you had magic, skills that could jog their minds if the worst was to occur. Maybe there would be a way to remind them of the past, you were sure of it. Heart thudding with both trepidation and hope, you rushed towards your fellow servants....

1) Archer Gilgamesh

❅ As soon as the two of you lock eyes, vehement red irises piercing daggers into your own, Gilgamesh's once haughty expression instantly falters; as he stares at you in surprise.

❅ Something about you feels warm, and infinitely familiar to the King. Feeling the beginnings of something float to the surface of his consciousness, he approaches you with confusion.

❅ "To think that one such as I would struggle to recall such a being..." Deciding against the use of his clairvoyance (that'd ruin the fun) , he resolves to interrogate you instead. "State your presence, mongrel. Alert me of your intentions henceforth." He's infinitely curious by your arrival, and desperately wants to hear how the two of you are connected. but he keeps this a secret

❅ As you both sit together, your hands moving animatedly as you explain how the two of you won the holy grail war together; Gilgamesh is rather impressed. The mere thought that you were not only able to entertain him until the very end, but were even capable of winning the grail war by his side...it leaves him feeling quite proud.

❅ At that moment, small flashes and fragments of memories the two of you shared by each other's sides rush through his mind; as he winces ever-so-slightly (he doesn't want you to notice that though). Once that happens, his once cold demeanor begins to soften even more; aware of the significance you played in the past.

❅ "Oho, what an amusing tale you've weaved. I cannot claim to fully understand the events that have transpired; yet I believe you thus." Attempting to keep as strong an air of indifference as possible despite the feelings welling up inside of him from this, Gilgamesh tries to remain as archaic as possible. However, he's struggling greatly- fighting the urge to reach towards you. This leaves him even more confused. Just what kind of bond did the two of you share?

❅ However, once you offer to restore his memories with your magic; Gilgamesh recoils with offense- not because he dislikes your offer, but because he wants to restore said memories on his own terms. Rather than leaping back into things again, Gilgamesh wishes to get to know the you of today; who's standing right in front of him- before the you of the past.

❅ The memories...well, he's not sure if he wants to experience them all at once, because despite your return, it means that he'll have to experience the pain of separating from you all over again.

❅ It may be better to slowly build things up again with this extremely keen King of Heroes, who will definitely be regularly finding ways to purposely cross paths with you from now on! Though it will be a hurdle to restore the bond to its previous state at first, with his apprehension regarding letting you in, and his jumbled memories; he'll certainly spend a lot of time by your side, seeing as you were an upstanding master.

❅ Once that happens, I'm certain the memories will gradually come drifting back into Gilgamesh's mind!

2) Lancer Cu

❁ Aware that something about you is eerily familiar to him, you may catch Lancer staring at you at many occasions. Although his first reaction is one of surprise, it doesn't take long before he regards you with a friendly wink, red eyes glimmering with mirth.

❁ However, he is likely wait in line for you to make the first move; not pressing too far into the matter. Although your presence pulls at the vestiges of significant, precious memories that he just can't seem to grasp as of yet; he'd would rather not untangle them-preferring to live in the moment.

❁ When you approach him, revealing that you're his past master; he winces in distress. What tragedy befell the two of you? Did you both die from untimely deaths? Did you even manage to make it past the first few hurdles? Despite having great pride in his skills as a warrior, he felt almost bad for you; being saddled with his terrible luck as his master. "Can't say I've had too good a fortune with my previous masters...guess we had a rough lot, eh?"

❁ However, once you cheerfully proclaim that the two of you went so far as to win the war together, he's overjoyed. Knowing that he was able to not just have a good master, but also a positive experience in a grail war gives him a massive ego boost.

❁ If you had his curiosity before, now you certainly had his full interest. After hearing your story, he's interested in getting to know who you are a little more. Seeing as you were standing before him right now, he wants to get to know the comrade he fought alongside a lot more than before. To him, you're a special ally.

❁ Seeing as you're such a familiar presence to him, it won't take long for him to become very friendly and touchy-feely with you; like old friends. As you experience things together, your significance to him gradually becomes clearer within his mind; despite his still dormant memories. He may not mind only being able to remember slight things about the past you shared, as the bond you share now is equally as important to him.

❁ Despite this, when you offer to restore the memories of the war to him with your magic; Lancer seems to be quite unsure. He's not sure if he wants to dive back into the past so soon. Sure, it's awesome that the two of you shared such a strong and reliable bond together, but would it be really right to restore his memories at once? He may need to have a think about it before agreeing or disagreeing with your offer.

❁ Even though he may be unsure about looking back on the past, he's glad that you're here in one piece; and that the two of you can hang out together in Chaldea. You've both got a lot of catching up to do~

#asks #fate series #gilgamesh #fgo #lancer cu chulainn #gilgablog #gilgawriting #cu chulainn

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bbrandy2002 · 4 years ago

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Fool’s Rush In

Part 10

I’m participating in @wackydrabbles prompt 71 “Dont be stubborn. Try it.”

Word Count: 1890

Pairing: Liam and Riley

Thanks @burnsoslow for beta reading and pretty much having to drag me across the finish line, as well as all the weeks and weeks of listening to me whine and pity myself. And @emkay512 for pre-reading and your encouraging words late Monday that made my whole night.

a/n: this is crack, plain and simple. I haven’t written since mid-october; just been paralyzed with fear over my own writing and this is my practice run and basically the best I could come up with. I’m going to try so so hard to finish this series

The new royal couple, fresh off their Vegas flight, stepped up to a makeshift podium the press had created on the tarmac. It was packed tightly with news station microphones crammed in every nook and cranny, one on top of the other. Voice recorders were spread across its surface, and the crown's private jet served as the backdrop. A bevy of frenzied reporters -- domestic and international -- pushed and elbowed their way into one another in hopes of getting the closest shot of the newlyweds and a chance to have their questions answered first.

“King Liam! Is the marriage binding?”

“How long have you known, Miss Brooks?”

“Were you trying to make a political statement by having a hooker at the ceremony?”

“Your Majesty! Will the monkey be joining your court soon?”

So many questions, most followed by laughter and snickers directed at the King and his bride.

Liam frowned as his eyes dashed side to side in a diligent effort to understand the literally thousands of questions that were lobbed at him all at once. He blinked rapidly as one flash of a camera after the next blinded and bleached his vision. Just as it would return to normal, another successive set of flashes would set him back again.

He had been a part of news conferences since he was a child, when he would watch his late father speak from different parts of the world, near and far, about this policy or that deal. Yet this was different. This was not only the biggest breaking story in Cordonia -- or even Europe -- but one that had swept the world.

His drunken actions two nights ago, no doubt, would have created a stir; however, it was Maxwell's post on Instagram of the ceremony that now made him tabloid fodder. Everyone knew about the king who was married by his own brother and an Elvis impersonator, the leg-humping monkey that served as a ring bearer, and the chain-smoking, tube-top-wearing prostitute who was the maid of honor. As confident as Liam had been that he could handle this, as he'd dealt with so many other stories of intrigue regarding the monarchy, he couldn't dispel the twisting feeling that burrowed deep into the pit of his stomach.

Maybe Madeleine was right: he had become a laughingstock. A failure. Just one big fuck up.

As much as he hated to hear the things said about him, he could deal with it. In the morning, he would call Prince Harry to swap stories, survival tips, and perhaps share a good laugh about it.

It was just ...

Liam felt Riley's tiny hand grip his a little tighter. He wouldn't blame her one bit if his little pussycat turned around and headed back up the steps to the jet and returned to Las Vegas. The only thing Liam wanted to do was keep her shielded from the hurtful comments and insensitive questions. But to his astonishment, she stood there with all the feigned confidence in the world, flashing a big, beaming smile that lit his heart on fire, while staring back at him affectionately. She was handling the situation better than she was before they stepped off the plane. He knew she was doing it for him. God, she just makes everything better.

Feeling a little more grounded and in control, Liam returned her smile. A touch of radiance sparkled between his eyes and hers, as if it were some sort of unspoken conversation only they understood. Riley knew exactly what he needed at that moment to rise above this scandal they were both being raked over the coals for: He needed her to be okay.

Raising his free hand to calm the crowd so that he might address their concerns, he noticed the press' attention and cameras suddenly shift away from him and into the distance. Murmurs and chatter soon erupted. Naturally, Liam's gaze followed suit -- towards a group of heavily-armed soldiers heading their way. They wore white hazmat uniforms and had self-contained breathing apparatus and personal protective equipment. Leading the charge was a well-dressed gentleman in a three-piece suit with a shiny bald head that glistened with heavy perspiration.

He walked like he hadn't shit in weeks.

Liam squinted and lifted a hand to shield his eyes from the bright sunlight. “The hell is that?”

Riley inched closer to Liam and clasped his suit jacket. "What's happening right now? Who are all those people, Liam?"

Liam's forehead creased in puzzlement; he didn't know. Wrapping his arms protectively around Riley, he pulled her even closer but never answered the question. It wasn't until the uniformed men stopped briefly and pointed to Drake, who was standing with his arms crossed at the bottom of the stairs, that it suddenly became clear who they were looking for.

Reporters and onlookers had been so focused on Liam’s return with the American woman, they hadn’t noticed that the brooding Walker had exited the jet last among their posse. Just as everyone had watched replays and snippets of Maxwell’s Instagram video, they were also fully aware the King’s best friend wasn’t exactly returning to Cordonia … healthy … thanks to Maxwell’s Tik Tok sing-along.

A video Drake Walker had no clue existed.

The crowd began to disperse in fear and panic. If men in hazmat suits were needed, they could only assume this went well beyond your casual, run-of-the-mill STD.

Still in no mood to play around, Drake started yelling obscenities and gradually backing away from the hazmat brigade that was closing in on him like a cheetah at a water buffalo hole.

"Mr. Walker," a heavily echoed voice called out, sounding oddly reminiscent of Darth Vader through their breathing contraption, "we need you to come with us."

"The fuck I do." Drake shook his head emphatically while continuing to slide away from them. "I'll beat the shit out of all of ya if you so much as touch me."

"Now, Mr. Walker, don't be stubborn. Try it, and you'll find yourself with a nice little tranquilizer to the ass. Are you going to come with us willingly, or do we have to make this more difficult than it needs to be?"

Drake stood motionless in disbelief. "I don't even know what you guys want or what you think I did," he squawked with a hint of desperation in his tone.

"Tough titties. SEIZE HIM!"

With that order, Drake twisted on the heels of his boots and took off, dodging and weaving away from a bunch of men he had no clue why were even after him.

He had a pretty good hunch, though, who set this chain of events in motion.

The bald guy in a three-piece suit walked up to Liam and flipped his badge open. "Your Majesty?"

Liam nodded, not bothering to acknowledge the man's credentials. "I am. What is the meaning of all this? What the hell are you doing with Drake?"

"Sir, if you will, it has come to our attention that Mr. Walker is a public health risk and highly contagious. We will have to secure him into our custody at once."

Liam scrunched up his face in utter confusion and stared back at the official before responding, “He just has case of crabs, syphilis, herpes, genital warts, gonorrhea, and chlamydia. You’re treating him like he’s about to start some damn worldwide pandemic. Without sexual contact and with heavy doses of medications and creams, Drake should be able to live a normal life like anyone else. So, as the ruler of this country, I am ordering your men to stand down at once.”

“My apologies, King Liam, but my orders come from the World Health Organization and the United Nations. You'll need to take this up with them. Dr. Wolfschitz was clear on the protocol."

"Dr. Wolfschitz?" Liam questioned as realization quickly set in. He twisted around to face Leo, who had this enormous shit-eating grin, the likes he'd never seen on him before. "You? You did this?"

“Walker messed with the wrong bull, little bro.” Leo stuck up his pointer fingers on both sides of his head with a menacing scowl and smugness in his tone. “Now he gets the horns.”

Liam swatted away one of Leo's finger horns. “This is serious, Leo. Not everything is a joke! You're going to fix this, NOW!"

Leo placed a comforting hand on his younger brother’s shoulder, patting it a few times before speaking softly to him. “Look, I know you’re upset right now. You two were very close. But the Drakester is going to a far better place. There’s a big open field and everything where he can run and play all day with others just like him. And all the meaty bones he can eat too … lucky bastard.”

Riley had to bury her face in Liam’s chest to prevent the laugh that threatened to escape, but the bobbing of her shoulders was something she couldn’t hide.

“NOW, Leo!”

Leo tried to hold his ground but was too weak to resist the impatient glare Liam was burning into his soul. After a brief moment, he rolled his eyes and let out a heavy sigh. "Why ya gotta be such a dillhole, Liam? Do you realize you get rattled faster than a two-tit turtle on a tightrope? It's really not your best quality, little brother, but we can work on that." Annoyed, Liam rubbed a hand over his eyes and groaned as his brother continued, "Either way, Father always said, ‘if you can't help your fellow man out, you might as well become one of the Walkers.’ Truer words were never spoken so eloquently.” Leo raised his eyes to the heavens thoughtfully before thinking better of it and lowered them toward the ground. "May you rest in peace, Father," he shouted.

As Leo trotted off to speak with Bald Dude to confess his false claim, Bastien helped guide Liam and Riley through the rambunctious swarm of reporters and spectators. Once they reached the limo, Liam helped Riley inside as Maxwell rounded the vehicle and climbed in on the other side. Pausing for a moment before sliding in, the King placed his hands on top of the open door of the limo and turned one last time to check on his friend. He swallowed hard over the guilt of leaving him behind. As His Majesty watched in horror, Drake took a tranquilizer dart to the back of the thigh and Bastien insisted the area was a security threat, shoving him inside. They would send another car to transport Drake and Leo back to the palace.

Bastien stomped on the gas pedal and sped off, kicking up dirt and smoke as the tires peeled and squealed against the fiery Cordonian asphalt.

When they passed through the airport's security gate, a small motorcade following closely behind, Liam finally lifted his head, his eyes growing wide when he realized what just happened: Bastien's shove had sent Liam flying across the seat to land face-first into a lap — her lap.

He stayed frozen in place, unable to look anywhere but the two slender, bronzed legs peeking out below the hem of his new wife's dress.

Riley lifted an eyebrow, a slight grin dangling from her plush pink lips. "Something you wanna say, Your Majesty?"

Everything that had just happened in the 15 minutes since they landed was long forgotten. Drake who? Liam glanced up with a devilish smirk. "Welcome to Cordonia, Pussycat."

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@liamxs-world @choiceskatie @iaminlovewithtrr @hopelessromanticmonie @charlotteg234 @annekebbphotography

@txemrn @ofpixelsandscribbles @alyssalauren @cordonianroyalty @monsoonblooms12 @mom2000aggie @theroyalheirshadowhunter @princessleac1 @kimmiedoo5 @graceful-leah @iam-the-kind-and-thoughtful @thegreentwin @gkittylove99 @cinnamonspongecake @lifeaskim @neotericthemis @pink-diamond13 @walker7519 @natureblooms24 @yourmajesty09

Liam x MC only: Cordonia-gothqueen

Anything with Drake: @tinkie1973

FRI Series Tags: @sanchita012 @narrytheworld @queenwalton @gabesmommie1130 @cordonianprincess @liamandneca @emkay512 @waywardromancefantasygirl @nomadics-stuff @queendianaofcordonia @zaffrenotes @zilch3 @kat-tia801 @drrookie @sfb123

#fools rush in #liam x riley #the royal romance #liam x mc #trr #drake walker #king liam #bbrandy2002 #liam x oc

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athena-is-a-chaotic-lil-shit · 4 years ago

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Of Ice and Blood

Part 8

Supposedly everything I post consecutively is one part, but I always reach the 250 block limit everytime so I am forced to cut it off! It's all good though, I just hope you don't mind that.

Anyways, enjoy reading! I'll be working on my requests after I post this and the slasher fic in my works.

Edit: Holy sh*t I thought it wouldn't fit but it did! (And I meant the word count you dirty lil thing—) This will be the longest part in the series yet (since 4.3k words fit perfectly)

Pairing: Tai'chi Kashharzol (Orc) x Pearl Blackbell (Fem!Human/Reader)

Word count: 4.3k

Warnings: None :)

Contains: f l u f f (and maybe too much blushing but I have no regrets)

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You let the student call the police as you tied up four unconscious men using their clothing. You left when you heard the distant sound of sirens and trusted her to explain what had transpired in the alley. You bid her farewell, resuming your walk to your destination. You breathed out your exhaustion, the little energy you got from a short nap earlier got spent punching people again.

"So...that was..."

"Expected." The orc supplied when you trailed off.

"Mm...Yeah."

Expected, both disappointing and frustrating. You did your best not to snap at the kid for it and only hoped she understood and learned.

The sun had already sunk long ago, but there was still a myriad of warm colors. Very subtle, but there. Each passing second transitioning it into a darker shade until little specks of light became visible. The sky...black in a matter of minutes. Street lamps lit your path as shops both closed and opened for the night with people saying hello and goodbye.

"Thank you, by the way. For uh, earlier." You got careless. Too careless than you usually are.

You shivered at the thought of what might've been the outcome.

He only nodded, along with a grunt of affirmation beside you.

"Are you mad?" you whispered. Was he angry at you being a stupid idiot and rushing straight into danger?

"No, just, "—he sighed, rubbing his forehead with his fingers—"worried." His scent was clearly not just of worry. He was also scowling.

Tai'chi was very worried about you, he always had ever since you met, which wasn't long but he felt a strong need to protect you, even if you could handle yourself well on your own. Oh, but he was angry, enraged within at those men who harmed the poor student, especially at the one who almost stabbed you at the back. If they were in his stronghold they would've been fed to the wargs.

No, he would've torn them apart himself.

You didn't speak again until you arrived at your place, finally. You're not rich and even if you were you have no desire to live in those luxurious and super expensive condos. You preferred to have something homey, small, as long as it had what you needed for comfort and safety, you were content.

It also saves a lot of money for future expenses and emergencies.

"So, uhm, welcome." You said as you unlocked your door after several tries on putting the key in. Tai'chi ducked considerably under it, his large frame barely making it through.

You took off your shoes, placed them on the side, and kept your socks on. He followed suit, taking off his boots, coming out barefooted.

It wasn't smelly, which was pretty surprising.

You headed to your kitchen and prepare dinner for both of you, but a hand on your shoulder stopped you in your tracks.

"I will cook." Tai'chi spoke and you immediately replied, stuttering.

"I-I should be the one cooking for you! It's not right. I'm the host and you're the guest it shouldn't be—"

"Pearl, I will cook." He asserted, his voice deep and confident, you sighed as it made you relent. You'd make a mess if you did anyway, might chop your hand off with a knife or dunk your head in the pot.

"Fine. But next time I'll do something for you instead," you groaned.

The orc grunted once before he stepped past you and into your kitchen while you plodded to your room.

Tai'chi paused for a moment to take in the details of your house. It was fairly small. From where he stood, his head was a foot away from touching the ceiling. To his left was an open way to what he assumed was the living room where he could make out half of a brown couch facing away from him. He also noticed a couple of framed photos hanging on a faded orange wall. Tai'chi glanced in the direction where you disappeared, he could hear the faint sound of the shower going on.

Good.

Not wanting to waste any more time, he started preparing dinner for the two of you, making use of what was present in your humble home. You had a similarly humble kitchen with a simple stovetop and double-door cupboards.

A decent-sized (a/n: everything is small to him okay) refrigerator sat in the corner where he found some meat in its freezer, quite a huge portion for such a small person like you, but then again he witnessed firsthand how much you could eat, and eat like an orc you did. Tai'chi reached inside to grab the meat but met resistance. He subconsciously yanked the frozen thing off, his eyes widened when he realized what he did, nearly topping over the whole appliance. Tai'chi sheepishly adjusted the refrigerator back in its place, before he looked for other ingredients while he carefully moved around to avoid any more mishaps.

You went inside your bedroom, groggy and disgusting as you pulled off your clothes and threw them in a basket just outside your bathroom. You stepped inside and took a long, hot, well-deserved shower to get that dried sweat and blood off of your body. After you rinsed down, you sunk yourself in your little tub, sighing in content as you tried your best not to fall asleep. You shuddered and trapped yourself in a daze, enjoying the hot water around your naked form, relaxing in the aromatherapy you made for yourself as you hummed a tune, letting your thoughts wander.

The precision of that throw was simply scary. But also cool...mm. Awesome.

I wonder what happened to the Silverstones...

Courting, huh...who would've thought I'd be courted by an orc. I wonder what that entails...

Wait, I'll be courting him too, right?

"..."

You got out when the wrinkling started. Your muscles were still aching but less so than before. You used a towel to dry down before wearing a black oversized shirt, you had about 6 of them in your wardrobe 'cause hey, not one to dress up fancy and flashy. Plus blood gets splattered on your clothes a lot, it would be a waste of time and money. You also slipped inside your favorite pair of dark grey joggers, the one you always wore when you were at home. They were comfy!

You let your hair fall over your shoulders and back since it was still damp. When you got out the scent of cooked food engulfed you, wafting from your right.

Oh, how mouth-watering it was.

You tiptoed to your kitchen to peek at what Tai'chi cooked up. Unfortunate when you couldn't see anything with his broad physique was blocking your line of sight on the table.

"I could smell you, you know."

You almost, almost let out a yelp. You wiped your drool with the hem of your shirt.

"I- uh-"

He chuckled, "You must be starving. I—" Words died in his throat when he turned around to look at you.

He gawked.

You surprised him for the nth time today. There you stood before him, relaxed and freshly cleaned up, a whiff of mint reached his nose, your shampoo perhaps, mixed with your scent. You didn't have your mask on, which gave him a full look at your face, your lips were a little chapped, half-lidded eyes showing your exhaustion.

"Is there something on my face?"

"N-No." He stuttered as he tried to get something out. "Ehem, no. You just look... I'm done with dinner, you— we should eat, and then we can talk." Tai'chi said as he moved to take a chair and sat across you. You let that go, in favor of sating your hunger.

His cheeks were a bit darker in shade than his skin, but that slipped away as the dinner in front of you grabbed your full attention. It looked and smelled like pork curry. Was it pork curry? It's like something straight out of a Ghibli movie.

Bite-sized chunks of meat, diced potatoes, and carrots coated with a rich syrupy brown soup together with a modest –at least to both of you– portion of rice next to it. It was simple, but the way it tempted your senses implied that there was something more than what meets the eye, and your nose.

Or it's your gluttony speaking, probably.

You picked up your spoon and wondered if it's as good as it appears to be. You gulped, audibly.

You brought a small portion into your mouth, nearly falling off of your seat as you resisted the urge to make any sound that would outright embarrass you, but lo, as you took another spoonful, you couldn't stop yourself from letting out a moan. Your eyes widened and immediately covered your face with two hands as you felt it heat up.

You chewed and swallowed before you squeaked out, "I-I-I'm so sorry! It- It's just so yummy and tasty and I— it's amazing, and uh..." You trailed off and groaned, at a loss of words in your embarrassment. You risked to part your fingers and peek at him. He met your gaze and you hid again. His cheeks were in a darker hue than before. Was he flustered like you? Oh no, you shouldn't have done that, now he will think you're being weird!

Tai'chi cleared his throat and you removed your hands but refused to make eye contact with him, your face still hot.

"We... We should eat." He said, stiff and trying to seem indifferent. But that sound you made would forever be engraved into his mind, it was both cute, and, well, sensual.

Okay fine, it was somehow arousing, but he has it under control, he will keep his damn urges in check, even if it means jumping out of the window just to make sure he won't scare you away. He's an orc of honor for goodness' sake, he swore an oath, he will keep it.

You ate fast but paused to savor the food, minus any embarrassing noises, thankfully. The curry was rich and a bit spicy, the pork was soft and tender as you chewed at it easily, juicy as it is, along with the potatoes and carrots, both cooked and prepared with obvious care. You almost cried from the combination of flavors you nearly forgot it was just curry you're eating.

But damn, this is the best curry you've eaten your whole life.

It was minutes later when you finished your fourth heaping plate of food. Tai'chi had five. He made a lot which was great, considering how your plates were wiped clean as if they weren't used in the first place.

Damn, you ate like you didn't eat for a week.

With some regained energy, you stood and took the dishes before Tai'chi could even stop you, putting them in the sink and washing them, quick and thorough. Once you were done with that, you went back to your seat, ducked your head, and stared at your lap.

"..."

"I... Thank you for the food. It was really delicious and great and everything! And, uhm, you made the pork curry like a pro and I never tasted anything so fulfilling, —my mother will beat me if she heard that—and it was a simple curry but I, it's just so, so—" you huffed, "mind-blowing!" You were rambling, you knew. You looked up when he didn't say anything.

H-He's grinning...

"Thank you. I pride myself in my skill in the kitchen and I'm happy what I made for you was satisfying." Tai'chi thumped his chest, showing that he was very honoured to hear your words. He's never telling you he almost broke your fridge though.

"It was great!" You exclaimed right after him, throwing your hands up. It was truly great. He grinned even wider at this, that dark shade still present in his cheeks, though you were no better as you could feel the warmth on your own.

"Then I am beyond happy and honored to hear that from you," liga lul, he stated, only saying of the last part in his head.

You smiled at each other.

"Is now a good time to discuss my kind's courting rituals?" Taichi asked after a minute of sitting there in silence.

"Y-Yes, please," you replied. "So, how do orcs court someone?"

He straightened up in his seat.

"We show off to the one we're interested in, basically speaking. Ranging from skills in fighting to proving that we could provide for our...mate." He paused, watching you closely.

You nodded for him to continue. Not gonna lie, that last part made your heart skip a beat. Mate, huh.

"We," he coughed, "we also chase or fight off other suitors, be it threatening them or engaging them in battle. And if they attempt to kidnap or hurt the person courted in any way, they will suffer the wrath of an orc."

"So, they'll...die?"

"Yes, or so that's what it usually was back home. Here, in this city, it's a crime to kill someone just for that reason, but it is law among us. No one would bat an eye if someone gets beheaded just because they were foolish enough to insult the person an orc is courting."

"Oh," pretty brutal but okay. "Is there an option where they don't get murdered or..." You asked, waving your hand around. Killing because of an insult is going overboard, in your opinion, but then again, anyone would be furious if their potential partner gets slandered or taken away forcefully.

"When the courted wills it. It is always up to them to decide the fate of those who tried to harm them, and the orc must take their words into action."

"Oh, good. I really don't want you getting in trouble just because someone called me a freak and all," you said. You looked at your hands, calloused and a little rough from experience. Scars were littered over your body and you hid them well from any curious eye with your long sleeves and pants. Though right now, some of the scars on your arms were visible.

You jerked when you felt his large hand grab your arm and moved along to yours, rubbing his thumb on the back of it, his brows furrowed as he looked at you.

"They are wrong to call you that."

"And everyone's a piece of shit to call you a beast, a savage, or a murderer," you followed up in an instant.

His expression softened, and you smiled, ignoring how your heart hammered in your chest as he continued to caress your hand.

Tai'chi could feel your pulse, beating so fast he was scared for your health. But he was happy to know he could make you feel this way, his own heart was thumping loudly in his chest too.

"As I said before, we would show that we could provide for our potential partners. We would bring to them our best kills from hunts, offer gifts crafted by ourselves if we have the skill, if not, we will buy them tokens and things that remind us of them or what pleases them."

"Wait," you interrupted, "when you insisted on cooking dinner, was that a part of courting?"

He gave you a small smile as he scratched his sideburns, sheepish like a little child caught stealing candy.

"Yes." He answered, rather quiet than his usual booming voice.

"Uhm, I must say, it was really amazing. Your cooking, I mean. And thank you, again."

"The pleasure's all mine," he replied. "Building houses or fixing the courted's current one is also a part of it."

"You're not gonna build me house right away, are you?" You joked, but then he didn't reply. "Wait, you're serious? But we're still studying and—"

"I am serious about building a house for, uh, the two of us," he interrupted, "but yes, I understand our current situation won't allow that to happen...yet."

"H-How long does the courting last?" You couldn't help but ask. He's talking about building you a house someday and you don't even know how old he is! No connection to what you're fumbling about but yeah, your mind is messed up. You are curious though...his age.

"It usually lasts for six months, to give time to get to know each other but also not prolong the courting stage so they could proceed to the next, but there are times when it lasts longer than that. You will have absolute control over how fast or slow we proceed in the courtship. That means it's up to you on when to end it and decide whether you'll...take me as your mate, or turn me down."

"Sounds pressuring but okay." You want to, like, combust right now.

He chuckled.

"Pressuring? No, no, please do not be pressured. Your word is law and I will face death by my family's ax if I disobey your final decision."

"Again with the death thingy!" You were appalled at how extreme orcs were.

"Us orcs are very strict and firmly tied to our traditions, but I can say we are changing. It is slow, but change nonetheless."

"I have a question," you raised your free hand out of habit.

Tai'chi nodded.

"I hope this is won't offend but how old are you?"

There, you said it. Oh fuck, you hoped it wasn't offending. Shit it was— asking his age, seriously?

"How old do you think I am?" He questioned, teasing you, a smirk on his lips catching you off guard.

"What? Noooo that's not an answer! I can't guess, you might get angry."

"I won't," he supplied right after. Why would he be? In fact, he is pretty much enjoying himself just watching you fidget with your ears slightly tinted pinkish. By the gods, he wants to touch them.

You sighed.

You stared at him, avoiding eye-contact as you tilted your head to get a good look at his features. He had a long and narrow scar you didn't spot before, in a lighter green color on the left side of his face. It wasn't noticeable if you stare at him up-front. It went down his neck and ended just above his collar bone. You wondered what caused it.

The orc was rough, his double tusks sharp and intimidating, even horrifying to another set of eyes but to you, he was attractive and rugged, his scent alluring and you only found him more fascinating each passing second. The scars he had enticed your curiosity but you weren't gonna ask about it, yet.

You always thought the standards set by society are rather absurd. You looked back at the time when someone asked you what your type was, along with showing you different pictures of men, human men, which were deemed "hot" (with quotation marks, yes) by most people. You didn't answer because; one, you don't know them; two, you couldn't tell what their personality was because you can't scent them; and three, it only annoyed you. People found you even weirder after that. Ironically deeming you senseless for not having an eye for beauty. No taste or missing out, they said.

But one's beauty wasn't found in sight alone.

You hummed to yourself. His hair was rich black, no trace of graying, so maybe he's not so old? 30s? How fast do orcs grow up? Do they even age? What do they look like when they were children?

You were brought back to the present when he gently squeezed your hand.

"Oh— uh, 35?" You blurted out, a bit panicked. As far as you know no one is as....buff as him in your age— but wait he's an orc!

"Oh no wait that's—"

You were cut off by a loud snort followed by a boisterous laugh coming out of Tai'chi, making you more embarrassed than you already are. His guffaw shook your apartment you swear your neighbors are filing a noise complaint tomorrow with how much he was laughing and you raising your voice.

"No," he said, "no actually, I'm still in my 23rd year. Do I really look that old?" He questioned as he chortled.

"23rd?! But you're— you're," you gestured at him. He's just five years older than you (which isn't long period of time you think) but he's— he's fucking huge! What the hell did they eat up North?

"Yes," he laughed again, amused by your reaction. "Believe it or not I am. Orcs begin training at age 6" he shifted the topic, "The adults would let them choose their desired weapon and craft to pursue, but also allowed them to experience all selections, from swords, battle axes, hammers, and many more, along with skills and crafts like hunting, blacksmithing, combat, construction, even basket weaving.

"I went on my first hunt when I was 12 and brought a stag back home. I tamed my first warg at 15, named him Nadul, Orcish for 'night'."

"6 year old me snuck out of the house during nap time to collect twigs in the woods while you were wielding weapons and—"

"That is correct,"

"And you had a pet warg?" You knew what wargs are, you read about them when you were in high school, along with other animals that fascinated you. They looked like large wolves with the stature of an adult grizzly bear and can carry a full-grown orc into battle.

"Have," he corrected, his fluffy buddy was still very much alive and well the last time he went back to visit his home, which was three months ago. He doubted anything could take down Nadul, not even a Frostbear, he was the one who trained him after all.

"I still can't believe you're 23. You look so..."— you were not gonna say old, no— "mature."

"At a different rate from humans, yes."

Of course they do. You got so much to learn about orcs, and him.

"And you? How old are you?"

"19."

"Oh? You look 13 with how little you are,"

You didn't expect him to be playful like this, but you went along.

"Hey! I'm only small compared to you, you giant!" True, you were a tad shorter than most girls your age but it has its perks! You'd save a lot of money from buying clothes just because you grew rather slowly. "And in fact, I'm still growing!"

"So am I." He grinned, smugness painted all over his face.

"Noooo, if you keep growing you won't fit through the doorway!" You whined, pouting at how much of a tease he was being.

He found it adorable, the way your lower lip was upturned as you looked at him. The sudden urge to pat you rose but he didn't act on it.

"Do not worry, us orcs stop growing in our 25th year," or not. "And I will make sure to feed and treat you good so you'll become taller!" he stated confidently. Tai'chi was about to laugh again, but he froze with his jaw open when you turned real red, your ears tinted and your lips quivered, unable to speak out anything.

That last part, made your face feel like fire just kissed it, twice. Panicked and having no idea what to retort, you let your head fall on the table with a thud. You gripped his hand tight and took silent breaths to calm your thumping heart down.

"Y-Yeah... I..I l-look forward to that, Tai'chi." You were able to say that at least.

He gave a soft grunt as he looked at you on the table.

You were very flustered, he scented. His comment-sort-of-declaration was clearly the reason. But oh, he had no regrets. He will make sure you're healthy and well-fed, and it's just one way of showing off with his skills.

That's only the beginning.

You were in for some Orcish surprises.

You sat in comfortable silence again for a while, just taking in each other's scents, soothing and calming your hammering heart. Tai'chi continued to caress your hand, gentle for such a big orc like him. He could snap your neck with two fingers alone, but he remained careful like he was holding a thing so delicate.

Tai'chi could feel your pulse slow down to a normal rate, your scent shifted to that of a relaxed state and something fuzzy. He can't call you his yet, you just met today but you already got him wrapped around your tiny fingers. First, he will court you and show his admiration, prove his worth. And you, yourself, turning it into love the more you spend time together, he knows it will.

And he'll surely be damned to let this chance slip. Not once did he took interest in getting a mate before, his mind too busy and filled with his responsibilities along with studies in other kind's culture, and taking care of his siblings.

But back then and there, something pulled on his heart, the way your eyes stared into his for seconds that felt longer than eternity itself. An exaggeration, but that's what he felt.

He found you.

You were about to doze off so you removed your head from the table and tried to blink away your sleepiness, the light hurting you a little. You should get to bed soon, your first class starts at 8 in the morning. You stared at Tai'chi, admiring that blue eyes of his, its hue similar to that of lapis lazuli, you thought.

"I should take my leave now. We need to rest, especially you." Tai'chi said when he saw how tired you appeared, you were barely keeping your eyes open. He stood up from his seat, lightly pulling you up with him. You shook your head, rubbing your eyes as you led him to your door.

"Keep safe," you bid once he was ready to go.

"You as well... I will see you tomorrow."

"Mm, g'night."

Tai'chi breathed through his nose before he placed a kiss on your forehead. It was brief, but it sent a pleasant warmth all over your body. You were too sleepy to even bother being shy now, so you only smiled at him.

"Goodnight, lak'mar lul." He gazed at you, sighing before he stepped out of your apartment.

You stood there for a moment before you checked your door and made sure it was deadlocked. You killed the lights off as you sluggishly trudged to your bed. Darkness enveloped your home, a welcome one. You crawled to the middle and tucked yourself under the dark blue cotton sheets.

You were out like a light once you settled down. Much too many things happened right after another, draining you to an exhaustingly low point. You only prayed you'd feel better in the morning.

Your last thought was about how warm the orc was, and how, for some reason, his scent, his presence, felt like a home you never had, which was saying something since you had encountered a lot of scents in your life, both good and bad. You hugged your pillow tight as you succumbed to a dreamless slumber.

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I'm putting this off for a bit to give time for requests and other WIPs. But if a random continuation pops out I'll have to write it down and set it aside for editing later.

Thank you for reading!

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