#but he also liked having enough money to go off on adventures and enjoy life

[plausibleorchestrations]

I love looking people up a few years out of college to see what they're up to and it's like "oh, that makes perfect sense, of course you'd be doing a job like that. Obviously."

And I think really what it comes down to is that so few people get to actually do work that feels meaningfully interesting and engaging to them. Most of us (myself definitely included) just work a 9-5 or a 9-9 that hired us and so it goes. We end up doing something because we need to do *something* to make money so the most fashion forward person I know ends up being an administrator at a college, and the guy who has a masters degree in opera works at a bank, and one of the best actors I've seen teaches 6 year olds English. And even with STEM people - my best friend is brilliant, and studied astrophysics, and now she just problem solves healthcare software integrations. My sister is also brilliant and speaks four languages and is incredible with people, and she works 80 hour weeks for a consulting group helping grocery stores with their supply chains and all. It's not where anyone would have seen themselves, but we all need work to live. So it goes, right?

So when I look someone else and I find out that what they do suits their personality and interests perfectly, I think "oh, thank goodness, for once the world got it right. I'm so glad it worked out for you."

[nyankochan]

TWST Headcanons: Housewardens at Disney World

Pairing: boyfriend!housewarden x gn!reader

Content warning: none

A/n: inspired by my recent trip to Disney. For sake of the story, it will be at Magic Kingdom at Disney World in Florida (though I have been to the one in California and Tokyo!)

Riddle Rosehearts

Has never been to Disney before. It’s his first time

Lowkey scared of roller coasters and you tease him about whether or not he’s actually tall enough to ride

Fantasyland is his favorite area. Really liked Its a Small World

Did like the Mad Tea Party at first, but the spinning made him motion sick and he was pretty much done after that

Wants to get autographs from the characters, but worries it seems too childish. You have to basically initiate every character interaction

Definitely gets a sunburn from waiting outside in the long lines

Gets pins as souvenirs for Ace, Deuce, Trey, and Cater

You two get matching keychains which he clips to his school bag as a reminder of your trip together

Leona Kingscholar

Farena was taking Cheka and forced Leona to go along to make it a family trip. He begrudgingly agreed to go along since he was allowed to bring you.

Begrudgingly also wears the “Kingscholar Family Disney Trip” shirt you and his sister-in-law get

You guys stay at one of the park resorts

Leona really has no interest in any of the little rides, though he puts up with it because it excites you.

His favorite area is Frontierland. Big Thunder Mountain is his favorite ride (though he will never tell you that)

Also really liked Jungle Cruise and Pirates of the Caribbean rides.

Hates waiting in lines and buys the fast past for everything

Doesn’t want any souvenirs (thinks they’re dumb) but caves and gets a couple pins and a matching shirt for you guys to wear at the next park you go to

He’s honestly ready to go after a few hours. The walking and heat get on his nerves, but he sticks it out for you (and Cheka)

Azul Ashengrotto

Also his first time to Disney

Complains about the price of the food (it’s freaking expensive so who can blame him)

Also not really a big rollercoaster fan, but doesn’t mind going on some of the rides like Peter Pan’s Flight and Under the Sea-Journey of the Little Mermaid.

Gets motion sick

While on Tiana’s Bayou Adventure, the ride captured an ugly photo of him screaming during the big drop and you refuse to delete it, despite his protests.

Turns collecting and trading pins with the cast members into a literal auction. Manages to get a bunch of rare and exclusive pins

Blushes furiously when taking pictures with any of the Disney princesses

Nearly passes out from exhaustion by the time you guys make it to your hotel. He’s never walked so much in his entire life

Kalim Al-Asim

World’s biggest Disney Kid

You guys probably stay at one of the top resorts right by the park, so you get there right as it opens.

Offered to buy out the entire park but you vehemently opposed.

Loves Adventureland. The flying carpet ride is his favorite

You practically have to keep a tight leash on him or else he’ll run off without you

Very much spends money carelessly in the gift shop. He wants to get a souvenir for EVERYONE he knows and whatever you want he will get without hesitation

Buys several pairs of ears and depending on where you’re at in the park, he rotates them out to be able to wear each one.

Enjoys taking pictures with all the characters. His autograph book is basically filled by the end of the day

Gets you two basically VIP seats to the firework show at the end of the night. You have the perfect view

Vil Scheonheit

Wears matching couple Disney shirts

Is overly prepared: sunblock, check. Water bottles, check. Snacks, check. Umbrella, check. Rain poncho, check. Anything else you could possible need, he has it in his bag

Takes the world’s best photos of Cinderella’s castle. How he managed to do that with so many people is a mystery. (He doesn’t post anything until after you leave to avoid fans)

The rides sometimes take photos of the guests during them. Every photo Vil looks flawless while they manage to catch you screaming or not paying attention. It’s infuriating

Honestly, Vil cares more about taking pictures with the characters than getting on any actual rides, but you do a nice mix of both.

People lowkey mistake him as a prince or someone as part of the cast that they can get an autograph from

Refuses to get on any water rides or rides on water as he’s worried it would ruin his hair and makeup

During the fireworks show, pulls you in close to kiss you in front of the castle. Props to one of the photographers who happens to catch that magical moment on camera

Idia Shroud

Did not want to go at first. Only goes because Ortho really wants to. The three of you wear matching shirts

Hates the crowds. Like, a lot

Obsessed with Tomorrowland. You have to literally drag him to other parts of the park. Otherwise he’d stay there all day

Space Mountain is his favorite ride.

During Monster’s Inc Laugh Floor, he gets picked out in the audience during the skit, the spotlight shining on him. Nearly dies then and there

Buys a bunch of the munchkins surprise boxes and is trying to collect the entire set

Also the type to buy fast passes. Or he hacks into the system to code your cards to have infinite passes. Waiting in line? Never.

Secretly knows all the lyrics to most Disney movies. You catch him singing along during the parade

Though his social battery is damn near dead by the end of the night, he toughed it out because of how happy it made you and Ortho

Malleus Draconia

It’s his first time at Disney too. You get him a first time visitor button from the guest services desk, which he is very giddy about

Lilia and the others tag along, but Lilia makes sure that Sebek isn’t breathing down Malleus’s neck so that he and you can actually enjoy the park

The Haunted Mansion was his favorite ride. He loves the dark ambiance of it. He makes you all ride it at least 3 times.

Mickey ears don’t fit quite right around his horns, but you make it work

Likely believes that the princesses are actual princesses of different neighboring kingdoms and you don’t have the heart to correct him

Also doesn’t really understand that the characters, like Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck are people in costumes

When you can’t see the parade well, he lifts you up with ease.

Is amazed by the fact that there’s ice cream shaped like Mickey Mouse

Gets you a reservation at Cinderella’s Royal Table. The dinner is like a fairy tale, with character appearances and fine dining. You guys have the perfect view from your table to watch the fireworks

[babiebom]

Where they fall in omegaverse Dynamics (stardew edition)

A/N: no i don’t know what’s wrong with me but now we all get to experience the inner workings of my mind :) enjoy OBVIOUSLY KIDS ARE NOT INCLUDED I was gonna do everyone but decided I didn’t know enough about a lot of the characters so only people I know :)this is hella old btw

Tw: sexual mentions, cursing, some insults to certain characters but like that’s not new here.

Genre: shitpost, headcanons

Masterlist

Alpha- top of the hierarchy. Dominant, and usually in charge. Hot heads and breeders.

Abigail- i think she would be an alpha that acts like a beta or omega. No one would actually know she’s an alpha until she loses her temper or goes off scent blockers or something.

Alex- typical dudebro and will be doing the breeding thank you. I feel like he would be a stereotypical alpha like this is a given.

Sebastian- DONT KILL ME PLS this is kinda biased because I know for a fact that I am literally Penny but an actual person and he is the one I am attracted to so naturally I want to put him here. I am probably delusional but I also think he could take charge so hmph.

Shane- can’t see him being bred bc i think he would be doing the breeding. When he takes control of his insecurities and stuff I think he could be super confident and leader like. Just needs to not be depressed.

Pierre- it’s his personality tbh. Like while I desperately do not want him to be in this category based on how much I dislike him, he would go into this category purely because of how he acts. He wants the most money, he’a the “man of the house” and provider, he has a temper he would just be an annoying alpha.

Kent- sexy hawt military man is obviously an alpha. There is no way he is being bred, there is no way he is going to be the homemaker, being an alpha is literally the only thing that makes sense for him.

Mr.Qi - he gives off alpha vibes, no omega or beta could be this confident and mysterious for absolutely no reason other than just being that way idk.

Evelyn - she gives off the vibes that when she and George were younger they were the “it’s fine/HE ASKED FOR NO PICKLES” couple. I think she could whoop somebody’s ass back in the day.

Robin- she is the woman with a business, she is providing, she is building, she is alpha no question about it.

Gunther- it’s the way he tips his hat idk. Also the way he’s just like “oh you don’t have any cool artifacts? Get out of my face then.” Maybe not that mean but like vibes.

Sandy- HAVE YOU SEEN HER? she is alpha, the would never be a beta or omega that is not her style at all sorry.

Marlon- man kills monsters for a living. Like no omega is going to waste time on that or even do that if I’m honest. Leave monster killing to the people who don’t have other things to do.

Pam- she gives off alpha that had their omega leave them vibes and that’s why she’s a crappy mother because it was not supposed to be her job.

Lance- literally a fighter/adventurer. The man protects and attacks he has to be an alpha, there is no way an omega can do this, and due to him being an active adventurer, and him being protective makes him more alpha than beta.

Olivia- an alpha mother that wants her beta son(spoiler) to be more like her. She active in getting money, or at least I think she has stocks. And she’s more ambitious than I think an omega or beta would be.

Andy-is this because he gives off asshole vibes? Mayhaps. He just seems like he’s an alpha whose family left him so he’s bitter at the world. A corpo slave to so where else would he go?

Suki- boss bitch that actually sneaks into the capital(or whatever it is) and steals and gets other people to give her contraband so she can sell it to bitches at a high price for her risking her life. Would never bow down to anyone.

Beta- in the middle simply because they are neither dominant nor submissive. They do not give off smells nor do they have heats or ruts. Basic people tbh.

Emily- she is just vibes. No amount of sex or heats or ruts or pheromones will bother her. She is above that and is too busy making clothes for birds.

Leah- I think she would literally just be middle ground because she gives off those vibes. Also because I think she could possibly end up with either an alpha or omega, it literally doesn’t matter to her.

Maru- she is literally just science. I am sorry but there is no time for breeding and going feral because of heats, she needs to make this robot and she needs to make it now.

Harvey- I also would’ve put him in Omega but since he is a doctor I feel like that means he is a beta. Like I don’t think alpha or omegas would be able to have this job since instincts and stuff are a major part in how they act. Betas would be able to ignore everything else and just work idk.

Clint- doesn’t give omega vibes but definitely is not an alpha. Like not to jump on the Clint hate train, but he gives off angry beta vibes that wishes he was an alpha. He doesn’t have confidence, and he seems like a loser tbh. He probably wishes he was an alpha to get Emily, or even any girl that he likes, but doesn’t realize that she and maybe even the rest don’t really care if he’s an alpha or not so he’s mad for nothing.

Morris- he is literally just a worker bee. No sex, no love, just working and getting to the top and having money. The man is only ruled by money, no amount of good smelling things and sexy prospects will entice him.

Willy- a man who just wants to fish. He also gives off alpha vibes, but I think he is too comfortable to be around and too chill and level headed to be an alpha. Love him.

Magnus- I think he just magically made himself a beta in order to not have any distractions. Was married once, it was a mistake, he impregnated a person that lives in Pelican Town (*cough* Caroline *cough*) and she went back to her husband so he doesn’t want any other distractions. It’s only time for magic and protecting the town.

Linus- cannot be an alpha or omega and be comfortable living alone in a tent. He is just a nature man and it would not make any sense for him to be anything but a beta.

Demetrius- like father like daughter, the only thing that matters is science he just somehow ended up with a hot wife. She is happy being a provider and he is happy doing his science.

Grandpa- I have no idea I refuse to put him under either because it’s either admitting he is fuckable and submissive or dominant and a fucker. Absolutely not.

Lewis- hate him he has baby balls with how he treats Marnie, yeah he’s a leader being mayor, but no true alpha would act like this. He’s an asshole that is making himself seem like an even bigger asshole in an attempt to seem like an alpha.

Victor- is only ambitious about things he cares about, which is similar to the others on this list. Doesn’t wish to really do anything with his life other than what he is passionate about, like bridges.

Susan- all she wants to do is be on her farm as far as I know. I would’ve put her in alpha but she doesn’t give off those vibes she just seems normal? Like she’s able to take charge but won’t if she doesn’t have to?

Omega - definition of submissive and breedable. At the bottom of the hierarchy and their main purpose is to breed and serve the alphas. Sadge.

PENNY- the literal definition of submissive and breedable. Like yes? This is her actual dream? She would love this.

Haley- has the personality of an Alpha but is not one. Just extremely bratty. The right person will make her submit naturally and not just because of her status.

Sam- sweet boy Sam is deffo an omega. Maybe not super submissive but I think that underneath the childishness he would be a good homemaker. Like I think that his relationship with his younger brother shows that he is on the more nurturing side rather than the I have to provide side.

Elliott- Elliott stans don’t hate me. But he gives off worshiper vibes and not the person being worshipped. Maybe it’s his love notes and letters but I think he would do good with an alpha he could serenade all day.

Caroline- I feel like only an omega could deal with Pierre. She always complains about him working all the time and how he behaves but she never does anything about it. Omega behavior.

Jodi- an omega that hates being an omega. She is in charge of child rearing, and is the homemaker but hates it. Wishes she could be a beta and wishes she could’ve waited to get married and have kids. She is so unhappy this is her biology.

George- Evelyn’s bitch. I’m sorry. But like we all know that George is Evelyn’s sub. Idc.

Marnie- the most obvious out of the villagers that isn’t a bachelorette. Like yearns for a family and marriage and romance. She wants it, she needs it, unfortunately attached herself to an asshole.

Gus- yes he is a business man, but all he cares about is feeding everyone and providing a place for them to Hang out. He is an omega that found his calling in serving people instead of having kids and we love him for it.

Sophia- this girl isn’t Alpha at all. Like bffr she’s depressed, shy, and quiet. And her hobby is cosplay. Girl is one hundred percent an omega. Even though she owns her parents company, I think she isn’t like business motivated, only is happy that it’s this company specifically and allows her to garden idk.

Claire- she is different from the others on this list. Because she is motivated, she wants to be an actress and does work and provide for herself. I think though if she met the right person that would provide while she chases her dreams she would like it. Even her hobbies seem soft to me (reading, ballet. )

[sunnyy3d]

Hellooo I was wondering if we can get Nathan drake SFW and NSFW headcanons?

A/n: Thanks for the request! I'm sorry it took so long but I hope you enjoy it! Alo, this is my first time doing nsfw... (Requests Open!!!!)

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He’s definitely a big cuddler. He’s always trying to keep you in bed in the morning.

He loves to give you hugs from behind. Whether on an adventure or just doing the dishes; he’ll walk up behind you, wrap his arms around your waist, rest his head on your shoulder, and just chit-chat.

He’s very protective. Let’s be honest, it can get pretty annoying at times, but you know he always means the best. When you get hurt, you never doubt that he’ll be by your side immediately.

He loves that you have a good relationship with Sam and Sully. He just loves all of you so much, so it means a lot that you guys get along.

He never misses the chance to tell you that he loves you. Every time you leave the room or hang up a phone call with him, he makes sure to tell you how much he loves you.

He’s just so in love with you. There isn’t a single thing about you that he doesn’t love. Sam and Sully are constantly catching him with a love-struck look on his face, and they make sure to make fun of him for it. Hell, they make fun of you too. They’re always making comments about how you have Nate wrapped around your finger. About how maybe you did some kind of magic and casted a spell on him.

As history nerds, the two of you love to randomly reference historical facts (”That’s more pathetic than King Phillip II of Spain’s fifth armada”).

One time, Nate went on a “top secret mission” that he refused to tell you the details of. Though you were initially against it, Nate begged you to trust him and eventually convinced you to let him go (it took a couple of different methods of persuasion). Turns out, he had gone on a risky mission— risky enough that you wouldn’t have agreed to him going— due to the large sum the award provided. With this money, he bought a custom engagement ring. It was the ring you always told him that you wanted if you guys ever became filthy rich. Not only did it have top-of-the-line metal, it had the most beautiful gems in it.

He’s a HUGE flirt. Even though you’re already together, he always makes sure to tell you how hot you look. You could be fighting mercenaries or even brushing your teeth and he’ll tell you that you’re gorgeous.

After an unsuccessful mission, he’ll always say something along the lines of, “It’s okay, I still have you and that’s all I’ll ever need.”

You guys met when he came to you regarding information on a certain treasure. You agreed to give him the information on one condition: you get to go find the treasure with him.

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He’s very jealous and that tends to translate into your sex life. After some guy tries to flirt with you, he’ll make sure to remind you why you don’t need anyone else.

He LOVES to eat you out. Part of it is that he just likes pussy. But most of it is that he loves to pleasure you. He doesn’t care if he gets off, as long as you do.

Once, when you guys were on a mission, the mercenaries had captured you. When Nate FINALLY got to you, you were tied up. He definitely waited a few minutes before letting you down so that he could stare at you. Everything about the way you looked with your hands tied above your head and how mean you were to the mercenaries turned him on. Ever since then, he has loved tying you up.

He’s tried roleplaying with you. One scenario was that he was a thief trying to seduce you into letting him take the Queen’s crowned jewels.

He likes to edge you. While he is all about your pleasure, he knows that you’re into it. It also gives him a sense of satisfaction, we all know how cocky he is. Occasionally, he’ll even add on overstimulation, going until you’re begging him to stop.

One time he had the terrible idea to try a lush on you. He made you wear it (you consented of course) on a very low-risk mission. While you were successful, it’s not something you would do again.

He’s often away, so he’s not opposed to sexting. He doesn’t care if it’s over text or on call, he’s down for it. He especially loves it when you send him unprompted nudes.

[oriley42]

long time reader, first time caller! i just read all of “adventures in polyamory” after watching approximately 3 episodes with amber in them, and it breaks my heart that you made me fall in love with her wilson-style (with reckless immediacy) while the way she’s depicted in the show is so…woman written in the 2000’s…so i’m here to shake a tin cup and ask for any amber headcanons you’d be willing to share

hello and welcome from KZ-HouseMD, the radio station for all your hatecrime-hits! ;) <3

loving Amber is so painful and so worth it; we will punch through the Noughties' misogyny together babes 🌈

headcanons and over-explanations ahoy!!

Amber's got a WASP-y background, and has spent her life both living up to and rejecting these standards. Unlike Wilson, who is delusionally attached to the idea of being Good and Normal but is unhappy living the reality, Amber recognizes that these concepts are absurd performances HOWEVER she logically recognizes that they come with benefits--and she wants those. "Love and respect" seemed impossible, because respect comes with being the best according to society's rules, and love couldn't survive that stifling environment. Now, she can hold on to the respect she craves: money enough to feel safe, wearing pearls and skirts to look proper and upper-middle-class femme, having a handsome-doctor-man-partner, an MD of her own + also still be herself, including un-ladylike cruelty, dishonesty, being part of House's chaotic evil orbit, sexual freedom, atheism, etc.

Amber has spent 110% of her life trying to get enough success to feel safe and stable and happy, so she hasn't developed interests and hobbies because who has time for that give me another coffee and another go at that medical text

Related: Amber hates everything about organized sports, but if she had the time and a friend (*cough* Thirteen) she could be one of those sapphics who gets incredibly obsessed with a women's soccer team or the WNBA

Also related: a sufficiently "productive" hobby I think she'd love is antiquing. Waking up at six AM to drive three hours and wait outside an estate sale and then barge in and make a grab for that antique bureau, fighting off old ladies and viciously snarling down the price--bloodsport for classy femmes!

Amber is a basic chocolate girlie. Caramel is a close follow-up. Vanilla is fine, and she'll pretend to like fancy amaretto or pistachio flavors etc but really she would prefer an Oreo. (Or two...) She will eat max veggies for Health tm and the spiciest food to prove she is Tough tm but really just wants a grilled cheese. A chicken nugget. A spaghetti. Food sensitivities + eating disorder, though she'll only barely cop to the latter, and will not be exploring the former thank you very much she's fine

Amber gets along well with older kids, where she can take on the role of Cool Babysitter, but I think she's secretly a little terrified of being left alone with the tiny incomprehensible, breakable ones, who don't follow the social contract yet and rely on her (!) for self preservation

Amber is naturally a night owl, but medical-land is all early bird, so she's mainly been sleep deprived for the last decade, since she refuses to have a 10 PM bedtime just because she has to get up at 5 AM to make her shift.

Amber's not that interested in fiction ("who has time for that in this reality?") but she ironically enjoys rom-coms for the absurdity, the laugh factor, and the easy comfort of a formula + unironically enjoys action movies because she likes seeing people get punched in the face repeatedly

Amber should take Taekwondo lessons so she can beat the ever-loving shit out of people for fun, and maybe she will after she realizes that the Lulu Lemons in her yoga classes are unbearable, and instead befriend some weirdos gathering at the local gym to spar (Wilson would think this is a great and very attractive idea, House would be annoyed+scared+horny because jesus now he has to wear an athletic cup full-time or she'll crush his nuts for target practice, won't she, c'mon Wilson it's not funny)

okay hitting the brakes here before this gets so long it demands a read-more! 😜 thanks for the ask <333

[kindheart525]

I’ve drawn all the Dottieverse Smiling Friends individually, so now have a lineup! They’re all on very different paths in life but they’re all content and aging gracefully as they deserve, and still friends even if they don’t always see each other nearly as often as they used to. Here’s a little info about where each of them ended up!

Pim Pimling - The new Boss of Smiling Friends after Mr. Boss got too old and decrepit to do his job (which nobody believed was possible) and passed the title to him. His work is his passion and he does it well even though his style isn’t the same as his boss before him. Outside of his job (where he works with Kip), he’s busy as a grandfather to Ell’s rowdy horde of kids and desperately praying he’ll never have to bail Nee and Dur out of prison again. He’s not under any less stress than when his kids were young, but it’s worth it for the smiles he helps create.

Charlie Dompler - Stayed working at Smiling Friends for a good long while. It wasn’t that he had any deep allegiance to the company, but it was a decent enough job with people he knew and liked. He would rather stick around than quit to look for something better only to end up in some shitty dead-end job. Along with helping more clients, he helped Pim train the younger hires, but eventually stepped down to let the next generation take over. Now he mostly chills while making money on side gigs, and splurges on the occasional irresponsible midlife crisis purchase, but he tries not to do it too much because he knows Zoey doesn’t like it.

Zoey Dompler - Living a pretty simple life with Charlie (well, as simple as things can get in this wacky world) now that their daughter is off living life and love. She’s been working from home since Dottie was born which has given her a lot of flexibility to go on whatever adventures she feels like. Weekly dinners with Dottie, visiting her family out of state, keeping in touch with Marge (who spoils her with First Lady bestie perks she could only dream of), and convincing Charlie to go on trips with her but also enjoying chill days of gaming together. Most of her adventures are local day trips to nearby beaches and zoos and museums and such, but that’s just the way she likes it.

Allan Red - Left Smiling Friends after some time to pursue bigger and better career opportunities and to secure a better 401k. Since he built Mr. Boss’s rocket boots he clearly has the intelligence and skill for some advanced technology job, so he took his engineering degree and odd Smiling Friends experiences and got just that. Since he chose not to have a spouse or kids, all he has to focus on is his career and his cats, and he gets to live a very comfortable retirement with lots of money all to himself. Even though he hasn’t worked for Smiling Friends in a while, he still gets invited to events with his old coworkers from time to time and has fun catching up with them.

Glep - Now President of the United States! His raw genius and bad boy edge got him elected and now he spends his days busy with all the presidential stuff, like giving speeches, attending meetings, and resolving international conflicts. He’s invincible to all the naysayers who want him impeached or worse, focused instead on shaping the country to his vision. Even though his kids are all grown up, they all want a piece of his presidential privilege, so he’s finding himself having to play the role of father again as well even when they cause him trouble in his job. Once again it seems impossible to have enough time for everything he’s doing, but he gets it done anyway. 

Marge Simpson - The most iconic First Lady this century, Marge is serving cunt while her husband serves the country, as the young Senators would say. She’s supporting Glep and fulfilling all the traditional duties of her position but she’s doing it in style, setting all sorts of fashion trends just by going about her day. Of course she’s used to the attention as she was always a looker, but she’s glad her allure hasn’t dimmed from her supermodel days even as she’s allowing herself to age naturally and gracefully. A lot has changed for her and Glep as the whole country demands their attention and approval, but the most important thing in their lives will always be each other.

[positivelybeastly]

I would've loved to have known more about the other Xmen if I didn't feel like the worst group of friends towards beast.

Well, then, let me give you some recommendations for X-Men runs where Hank and various members of the X-Men are the best of friends!

X-Men: First Class, by Jeff Parker!

Honestly, I always recommend this run to everyone who wants to start reading X-Men, but doesn't know where to go, especially if they're interested in going from the 'start.' So much more digestible than the 60s run, but still in continuity with it, it's a lot more slice-of-life and adventure of the week while still having a strong back bone of character work.

It isn't solely a Scott and Jean book, either, which a lot of more recent O5 books (All-New X-Men and X-Men: Blue especially) suffer from - Hank, Bobby, and Warren all get a decent amount of focus, and you see why this is a bond that persisted as long as it did.

Defenders/New Defenders, by J.M. DeMatteis and Peter B. Gillis!

I don't know if this is the most underrated runs of comic books in all of Marvel's history, but it's got to be up there. Deep, fulfilling character work on Beast (you can really tell that he was a favourite of DeMatteis'), and some really top notch interactions between him, Bobby and Warren, as well as an awesome friend dynamic in the team!

80s Marvel really does just hit different, honestly - the idea that you could go into a grocery store in the 1980s, pick up a copy of this, Claremont's Uncanny X-Men, Nocenti's Daredevil, Simonson's Thor, and still have enough money for a soda and candy is just insane to me. Just, a fucking great time for comic books. But yeah! My single biggest recommendation for anyone who wants to read Beast. It's become easily one of my very favourite comics ever. I recommend starting at issue #94!

New X-Men, by Grant Morrison!

Maybe not the first run you think of when you think about Hank being everyone's friend, but it really is present here - Hank is there for everyone, and, in a rare turn of events, they're actually there for him, too! His friendship with Emma is quietly understated, he and Jean are a brother and sister duo if ever there was one, and he's easily Scott's best friend here.

Wolverine and the X-Men, by Jason Aaron!

A very fun book! A lot of event tie-ins, which can be annoying, but very zany, very off the wall, with some decent character work. Issue #8 especially has one of my favourite Beast fights in all of comics, and I love his friendships with Logan, Kitty, and Broo in this book. It's also a great place to get a taster for a lot of other X-characters - if you see someone here you like, you can glom on to them and follow them elsewhere!

Storm, by Greg Pak!

Smek.

I love Greg Pak's work, pretty much uniformly, and this is a very fun book that exquisitely articulates what's to love about Storm, as well as tackles a lot of different aspects and angles of the mutant metaphor. Lots of crossover with Wolverine and the X-Men, since they were releasing roughly contemporary with one another, but that's no bad thing, to be honest.

Amazing X-Men, by Jason Aaron!

Hank's only in the first five issues here, but he's great fun, and this is a great gateway into a lot of 'classic' X-Men who appear here that you might find yourself going, 'hmmm, I wonder what their deal is,' and then you can go from there! Very classic book, very fun, I enjoyed it quite a bit.

Astonishing X-Men, by Matthew Rosenberg!

Specifically, issues #13-17 of volume 4 (yes, comics books are fun, aren't they?) The X-Men are all rather caustic to one another here, and part of the joke is that they're all a little washed up (mostly Alex), but I honestly really like Hank's dynamic with everyone here, and you can tell Rosenberg has a lot of affection for the character. It's also another great gateway into other characters - I found this while doing my big Hank readthrough, thought my boyfriend would enjoy it, and now he's a die hard Havok fan. Amazing what just five issues can do, isn't it?

I do go on a bit about the ways in which the X-Men have failed Hank in various ways during his tenure, the ways in which they could have been there for him and weren't - but, despite what some writers might say, these people are usually Hank's friends. Maybe not his best friends, but there were, and are, good moments to be had here. It's best to try and embrace positivity where you can, friend. It's a better way to live.

[altocat]

Sometimes I wonder what professions the trio + Zack and cloud would have if shinra or the wutai war didn't happen

(I was listening to army dreamers when I thought of the boys)

Let's pretend that Angeal, Genesis, and Sephiroth are all still born even without the existence of Shinra or SOLDIER lolol

Sephiroth: Assuming Hojo's toxic ass isn't a part of his life and he grows up in a healthy, loving, well-adjusted environment, he would have worked in all things Space! I'd like to think that there's still a (non-corrupt) space program available and Sephiroth and Cid become close colleagues. Sephiroth is among one of the first people to ever lift off the planet (Cid too of course), happily exploring the stars like he'd always wanted. Also he's still a clingy mama's boy and makes sure to drop in to visit Lucrecia every time he touches back down to Gaia ❤️

Angeal: Works as Banora's main onsite Botanist, exploring the region to study new interesting plant species. He also has a side gig as a freelance photographer and occasionally collaborates with Genesis for publicity shoots. He marries young and enjoys a happy, growing household of seven kids and three very large dogs.

Genesis: Took advantage of his apple juice gig and ended up becoming a world-famous entrepreneur! He is a coveted bachelor renowned for his good looks and charismatic spirit. He's responsible for putting Banora on the map as a go-to resource for various Banora White products, all Genesis-branded of course. He's also the godparent to ALL of Angeal's kids and occasionally moonlights as a slam poet on weekends. His poetry is...not that great. But he's adamant about publishing SOMETHING someday, even if he has to bribe his way into it.

Zack: Finds a humble and peaceful life as a local daycare worker, owing to his natural appeal with kids. He occasionally works as a camp counsellor as well during the summer. His life is free and easy. He doesn't need a lot of money to be happy, though he does occasionally like to travel for a bit of adventure from time to time.

Cloud: Stays in Nibelheim. I wanna say that it takes a long, LONG time for him to finally gain confidence in himself as an adult. He probably does some of your typical rural blue collar work, living at home for a while before eventually making enough to settle into his own place. He and Tifa end up getting married after Cloud becomes a bit more mature. A humble country boy through and through. But ultimately a happy, trauma-free life.

[eemcintyre]

Playing the Part

TW- an instance of nonconsensual kissing.

Summary- After the events of Rodeo Drive, the vibes between Valerie and Terry are noticeably different. Finally, Terry arranges for the media to discover them when they soft-launch their relationship to the public at a cafe.

Apologies that it's taken this long to get the third part out and that's it's not super long, but I'm finally happy with it and hopefully over my writer's block for a bit! Don't know why I was so stuck on this one but a big thank you to @karatekels for giving the me the inspo I needed to slightly rework and finish it! I hope y'all enjoy 😄

Several days had passed since the whirlwind day on Rodeo Drive, and on the following Wednesday, Valerie sat in the Dynatox office at her desk. Elbows propped atop the armrests of her chair, she clutched a steaming cup of tea to her chest, holding it more as a comfort and as something to do with her nervous hands than as a beverage, but remembering to take a sip every now and then.

It was safe to say that, if things already hadn’t felt odd and uncomfortable between her and Terry, they certainly were now. In addition to their regular duties at work, luckily a lot of the time when they had to be near each other was also consumed by preparations for their public debut that weekend.

Unfortunately, however, none of it was enough to prevent Valerie from inadvertently staring at Terry from across the office instead of at her computer. And, rather than glaring at him and his cigar smoke, her gaze curiously traced the curve of his ring-adorned fingers, as well as the faint outlines of muscle visible through his clothes; a sight that had been seared into her memory all too well after his damp, shirtless entrance at his home the other week.

Why didn’t God ever seem to give with both hands? How could such an egotistical, rude, depraved man have the nerve to be so good-looking?

While Valerie engaged in this mental battle of wills, pointedly scowling down into the murky depths of her tea, she didn’t notice Terry studying her just as intently from his own desk, his face partially hidden behind a folder. The hysterical irony of this moment was not lost on him; he could hardly contain his laughter at how the tables had turned within a matter of weeks, from him watching her obsessively, to her now doing the same, clearly trying to fight the urge but just as clearly losing.  

The next day, another afternoon at the Ennis House, was almost too much for Valerie to handle given the changed atmosphere between them. The purpose of this meeting was the carefully planned photoshoot, orchestrated to give the impression that they’d been dating for longer and spent many more occasions together than they really had. All afternoon they changed outfits while Terry’s staff reworked the amassed props and backdrops to mimic another building location or overseas locale. What an odd experience that had been, like they were models posing for an editorial shoot.

Valerie caught herself wondering throughout, as they held hands and beamed at each other and acted out scenes of parties, trips, and even just lounging together at the house, what it would actually be like to be in such a relationship, intermingling with that section of society.

On one hand, it seemed it would be full of whimsical adventure- she imagined the places around the world that she would see that she otherwise would probably never be able to; the celebrities, political figures, art collectors and other Silver-esque businessmen whose wealth made them influential that she would meet. And perhaps the most wonderful part of all- to never have to worry about money again; to be comfortable and unconcerned about whether she looked cheap or could make her rent; to have the freedom to treat herself to some of life’s finer things.

On the other hand, if Terry was any example to go off of, she wondered whether it would be worth sacrificing her humanity and sincerity. But, seeing as she would never know regardless, she soon stopped contemplating what was a nonexistent problem- in favor of devoting her attention to the very much existent one.

Despite the echoing roominess and impassive blocks of stone comprising every room in the Ennis House, with each moment of lingering eye contact or prolonged silence, all air seemed to leave the room and Valerie felt suffocated and sweaty. After a few too many times that she caught herself gazing at his mouth when he seemed not to be looking, she excused herself to the bathroom.

This would not do. She spent a chunk of time pacing before the mirror across the room’s red and black tiles, noting with an unsurprised chuckle that, of course, even his bathroom looked villainous and over-the-top. If she didn’t have the misfortune of knowing the man, she wouldn’t believe he was real. As Valerie paced, she whispered to her reflection in the mirror, lecturing herself. Even though she was rooms and hallways away from where she had left Terry, she had the weird feeling that he could hear and see everything that went on in that house.

���You didn’t move across the country, do all of this work, and take all of his bullshit just to become another of his one-night stands,” she hissed. “Sure, it’s not like this is something that happens to people every day and, all things considered, I think you’ve been handling things pretty well. Credit where credit is due. But try and act like you’ve been kissed before.” She paused in front of the mirror with a wilting look, gripping the black marble counter with both hands. “Sure, it was good, but it wasn’t that good.” She pointed firmly at herself in warning. “Remember who that mouth is attached to.”

~

When the morning dawned on the Saturday that was to be her and Terry’s official public debut, Valerie was struck for the first time with the feeling that she truly might not be able to handle the responsibilities she’d taken on in their ever-so-unconventional agreement. Dressing in another of the outfits she and Joan had picked out, Valerie tried to channel the grace, elegance, and poise of the attire as she stood in front of her mirror, shaking.

Struggling to fit her wallet and everything else she thought she might need into another of the new and unbearably small handbags, Valerie made a last check that her pearl earrings hadn’t fallen out along her frenzied way as Milos buzzed the apartment- the signal that it was time to be whisked away by the limo once more. Except, this time, instead of admiring the California scenery or feeling the least bit sophisticated and cool, she felt like she was being transported to her own public execution. At least she would leave behind a fashionable-looking corpse.

Over the entire drive to the café, Terry was listing off the facts of their fabricated backstory and coaching her on how to behave, but Valerie was too concentrated on trying not to throw up to retain much of it. Not only was the press always trying to dig up stories on Terry regardless, but he'd specifically arranged for reporters and paparazzi to witness the couple's upcoming appearance by utilizing one of his media contacts to drop a tip.

“Valerie!” he eventually snapped at her, succeeding in capturing her attention. “You can’t lose your nerve on me now. We’ve both put in too much work for you to go deer-in-the-headlights at the last minute.”

Valerie opened her mouth in a defensive but stammering reply; Terry could easily see past the thin layer of bluster. While part of him wanted to gloat about how she wasn’t so smart-mouthed now, huh? he knew he had to help her keep it together in this moment. The fun of breaking her down would come later and taste all the sweeter. He scooted closer to her, getting in her face, softening the volume of his voice but not the gravity of his tone or expression. She recoiled slightly, but not as much as she used to when they first interacted, he noted. Excellent.

“Listen to me. Fear does not exist. To get through this and give a truly believable performance, you’ve got to shut out everything but you and me. You’re the enchanting starlet, I’m your leading man, and we’re both method actors now, baby. If we really sell it, there’s no way any of them will know unless we tell them- which, of course, isn’t going to happen. We’re the ones in control here. They’re just a bunch of parasites looking for a good story. And, hell, are we going to give them one.”

Terry finished his pep talk with the cunning smirk that usually annoyed her, but in that moment, his persistent confidence reassured her.

The limo rolled to a stop soon after and the two of them were dropped at the curb- after that, everything became a blur until, suddenly, Valerie found herself sitting at a table on a café patio, hardly knowing how she or the drink and pastry on the table in front of her got there. Since scrutinizing their surroundings for reporters surprisingly didn’t do her anxiety any good, she attempted an alternate strategy, which was keeping her gaze glued to the foamy, white-beige surface of her London Fog. Terry, on the other hand, was surveying their view with calculated intentions, absentmindedly toying with the ring on his left pinky. He muttered a curse and something else inaudible, prompting Valerie to tear her gaze away from her tea and glance at him with her eyebrows furrowed.

“What?”

Terry pointedly glanced to a spot across the street. By a streetlamp and a decorative bed of greenery, a woman lurked in the shade provided by the nearby shrubs. At first glance, she looked like any other pedestrian, in a chic but nondescript pantsuit and orange-red hair swept and pinned up out of her face. But closer inspection revealed her to be scribbling furiously on a notepad, head bobbing up and down from the notepad to the couple seated in front of the café. Then a camera lens glinted from behind the bushes, alerting Valerie to the fact that the woman was not alone- accompanied by not one, but two photographers.

“Who’s that?” Valerie hissed, and Terry’s hand shot forward to grip one of hers in a warning not to react so visibly.

“That’s Amanda Shotwell, the gossip queen of L.A. Mandy’s been trying to come up with some kind of big story on me for years,” he remarked with a patronizing chuckle, suggesting she hadn't yet succeeded and never would unless he wanted her to.

Of the few sure things in Los Angeles, one was that the sun would rise and set each day. Another was that Ms. Shotwell would be knee-deep in everyone’s business for every moment in between.

Over her years as the leading reporter on First Look News’ staff, she had built up a reputation so relentless that she was once quoted as saying “If I don’t get threatened with a restraining order, it means I just haven’t been investigating hard enough.” She often justified her invasive practices, from straddling the fences of private estates to placing hidden cameras, with claims that she was on a noble mission to expose vice and promote transparency- that the people deserved to know what the public figures around them were doing. But anyone with the slightest grip on reality could see that she was addicted to the drama and the power trip that she got from essentially terrorizing the city’s upper circles.

“So, smile, honey- it’s showtime.”

Terry’s grip on Valerie’s hand tightened, and it seemed to her to be simultaneously a warning to begin playing it up, as well as a gesture of grounding comfort. It was now or never to show them all- him, the press, her family and friends, and herself that she could do something intimidating and impulsive- and succeed.

Now that the moment was upon her and the anticipation was over, it was like a switch inside had flipped. Boldly meeting Terry’s expectant eyes, she smiled forcefully, taking a long sip of her previously untouched London Fog.

“Atta girl,” he murmured, lifting her hand to press a kiss to it without breaking their eye contact.

Valerie glanced demurely down at her lap, eyelashes fluttering, pretending to laugh softly through gritted teeth.

“So, what are we supposed to do?” she replied, stealing another glance in Ms. Shotwell’s direction- the scribbling had increased in ferocity and she seemed to be quietly barking orders at the photographers.

“Drink your tea,” he muttered, as if he were stating the obvious.

“Shotwell can’t possibly be her real last name,” Valerie remarked on the all too well-fitting surname for a reporter, eyebrows furrowed.

Terry tried to engage her in small talk that was meant to distract her and help their performance, but which Valerie found only further maddening. Soon she realized that his face was now inches away from her own. Fighting the urge to jump backward despite how every nerve in her body was screaming, “What are you doing?” she hissed.

“Come on, they’ll love it; they’ll go crazy.”

“I… hold on, um-” Valerie felt the panic returning as Terry began to close the remainder of the space between them.

“Just remember the way we practiced- relax, let it flow.”

She felt his other hand, the one not already intertwined with one of hers, firmly at the back of her neck as he pressed his mouth to hers. She heard the frenetic clicking of cameras getting what was sure to be the next day’s juicy, front-page shot of the Society section.

When Terry finally released her, after what felt like an eternity, she felt heat ascending across her face. Wrenching her hand from his as nondescriptly as possible, she hid her face behind her teacup and took another sip, head spinning.

When she finally managed to look back at Terry, she saw that he was trying desperately not to laugh, and her disorientation turned to seething. By then, Amanda and her photoshoot entourage had given up even trying to hide and were out in the open across the street in the effort to get better shots.

Valerie and Terry pretended to only just now notice their presence, laughing together in embarrassment that their intimate moment had been immortalized in film and that their relationship would now be revealed- as if the choice to sit right in front of a popular café on a busy morning wouldn’t have been enough of a guarantee of that result.

But one benefit of Valerie's anger was that it had pushed even the thought of nervousness temporarily to the wayside. She was almost overcome with the urge to slap him, but that simply wouldn’t do. Another course of action, one that would arguably be an even better revenge on him, would have to suffice.

As the forced laughter stretched on, Valerie calmly set her teacup down and dipped the tip of her finger into the foam surface.

“You try that again before I’m ready and I’ll break your fingers,” she whispered saccharinely, while, without breaking eye contact or saying a word, she reached across the table and smeared the finger covered with foam across the point of Terry’s nose.

She saw him arm move almost imperceptibly to snap up and grab her, before his better judgment reeled him in. His normally icy-pale face took on a distinct shade of angry red underneath an absolutely shit-eating grin as he wiped his nose with his napkin.

“I’d love to see you try,” he replied through a tightly clenched jaw.

Even though she briefly wondered whether she’d gone too far, Valerie’s adrenaline allowed her to hold her ground. She was tired of Terry pushing her around and acting like he was the only one with power in this arrangement. He needed her. Her eyes flitted briefly to Ms. Shotwell and her cameramen and back to Terry.

“It wouldn’t be a good look for you to be caught in an angry outburst at your defenseless little girlfriend,” she murmured, unable to suppress a smirk. “You can’t do a thing.”

“You’re a fucking brat,” he retorted, before taking a deep breath, shifting his jaw, and downing the remainder of his coffee. She grinned to herself as she noted the vein bulging in his forehead.

After about a half-hour of playful displays of affection, punctuated by snide exchanges under their breath, the couple settled their check and got up to leave. That was when Amanda and her goons, as well as a couple of paparazzi from other publications, made their move and approached the couple on the sidewalk as they headed down the street to where Milos and the car were waiting for them.

A member of Terry’s security entourage, who had joined Milos in the limo, jumped from the car in an effort to keep the various interlopers from getting too far into Terry and Valerie’s space, growling at them to “make a lane.” Terry had also stepped protectively in front of Valerie as she followed closely behind, white-knuckling his hand, the two of them temporarily putting aside the earlier confrontation.

“No comment,” he replied flatly as the reporters and camerapeople, particularly Amanda, peppered them with questions.

“You two were looking pretty cozy back there; we’ve never seen this side of you before,” Amanda tried to prompt some kind of response from Terry, walking backwards so she could face him as they moved, nearly tripping over her cameramen and shooting them warning looks. “C’mon, Silver- give us something to work with!”

“What’s your name?”

“How do you know Terry?”

“How long have you been going out?”

They asked Valerie, who stared silently ahead, apart from copying Terry with a coy “No comment,” thankful that her wide eyes were now hidden behind a pair of heavily tinted sunglasses.

“Come on, honey- give us a smile for the cameras!”

The immediate silence was blissful, yet jarring, as Terry and Valerie finally hopped into the limo and drove off, leaving the media utterly maddened with curiosity and frothing for answers.

“That’s how we do it, Milos!” Terry exclaimed triumphantly, patting his driver on the back as he slid into the seat behind him. “Always leave ‘em wanting more.”

Willing to put the tension of the morning behind them, Valerie was about to make a celebratory statement about how they’d pulled off their debut, but before she could get a word out, Terry said sternly “Don’t you ever pull a stunt like that again.”

“Like what? Humanize you a little? Don’t be ridiculous- they loved it. Being so serious and perfectly rehearsed in front of the public all the time isn’t doing you any favors. If you’re so concerned about your image, it wouldn’t hurt once in a while to show people that you have a softer side- even if you and I know it’s all just bullshit.”

While Terry knew that she had a bit of a point, he bristled at the notion of showing weakness like that for the world to see. Convincing his potential investors, shareholders, employees and other associates that he was loyal and levelheaded and not some unstable, corrupt sex addict by no means had to include him parading around like a lovesick fool.

“In my world, you can’t show weakness,” was what he verbally boiled his thoughts down to. Valerie’s brows furrowed and she tilted her head skeptically.

“Everyone has some kind of weakness.”

He didn’t appreciate her insinuation but decided to move on; the conversation was a waste of time. He sighed and rolled his eyes. “Look, I’m not going to debate the nature of humanity with you in the back of this limo.”

Remembering his ultimate goal, Terry relaxed his tensed posture and angry expression, taking a deep breath that, in the confines of the limo, was scented strongly with her perfume.

“They really loved it though, huh?” he grinned, tearing his gaze from out the front windshield of the vehicle and to her expectant face, which returned a hesitant smile. She figured that this was his subtle way of telling her that she did a good job without having to admit that she had been right.

“Without a doubt, we have their attention. Now, it’s just a matter of whether they really bought it and where they’re going to run with it.”

At his words, Valerie felt senses of both pride in her performance and fear of just where, exactly, the press was going to “run with it” prickle at her spine. She could probably expect curious and bewildered calls from her relatives and friends within the next couple of days if the media really cooked up an interesting story or gave it enough page space. But, for the time being, she just laughed in triumph along with Terry in the backseat of the limo, clasping his outstretched hand in a congratulatory gesture.

[prosciuttulipa]

-JJK.

- I Show love by physical affection. I like to receive love from act of service (princess treatment)

-I have a pretty bold character similar to Tam Kaur, not afraid to say what I want, what I don't like, but I'm pretty flustered with him and pretty Submissive to him :)

-Likes: Cuddles, working out at the gym, quality time, the beach, getting shown off.

Dislikes : Not getting affection, attention, s/o not acknowledging me.

-Gym, painting, watching movies

-Green flag: Takes care of me fully, protect, provide, defends me from others, shows me off, spends time with me regularly.

Red flag: Not putting effort to spend time with me, keeps our relationship a secret bc of wtv reasons, put someone else above me in their priority list.

Moodboard of your relationship

- I'm actually a brown girl irl with raven hair and a pear shaped body; flat chested with a pretty defined lower body.

-Female reader.

Congratulations! You have been matched with...

Yuuji Itadori

Your relationship with Yuuji can be summed up by that one Will Smith meme, where he's happily showing off his wife. It's clear to anyone that Yuuji worships the ground you walk on, a puppy dog partner with fierce devotion and protection, come hell or high water.

He considers you his dream girl, and treats you as such. You like cuddling and going to the gym? Perfect! Those are two of his favourite physical activities. You're blunt and to the point? So is he, and he likes it that way—he doesn't like to play guessing games, and wants you to say outright what is working or not. You like spending time together and being shown off? Yuuji would love nothing more than to be given as many opportunities to gush about his amazing, stunning girlfriend. He definitely has you on his lock screen, talking people's ears off about how wonderful and beautiful you are, the latest painting you've made, the progress you've made in the gym, etc. He loves being able to take you out on spontaneous dates, turning daily activities into little adventures—even a trip to the convenience store can be fun, with enough willingness and imagination.

Even though he doesn't have a lot of money to his name, he does what he can with his two hands. As a result, he's often one for physical touch and/or acts of service. He's a big fan of skinship, so you bet he's always got a hand on you while in public, both as a way to show you off and keep you safe (he definitely follows the sidewalk rule). He'll also happily carry any bags you have, or help you with any odd jobs in your life. His most common form of love is picking up your favourite food and feeding it to you, just because he can. If he doesn't know how to do something, he's eager to learn, wanting to support you in any way he can.

Dates with him can really be anything—he's not a picky guy, and is just happy to be by your side—but if the weather is right, he'd love to take you to the beach. A day spent splashing in the waves, eating delicious snacks, and overall enjoying life with you? It's the least his queen deserves.

The Matchmaker's Gift:

[mars101]

Act 5: -> Scene 2: Lee Juyeon

WRITTEN PART -> (0.8) -> no ss after text

july 6th, 2002

guess who i saw while at the beach.. A REALLY CUTE BOY!!! hehe, this time, he was the one who approached me first.

normally i’m not one to follow cute guys on the first day but… he was too cute to pass up, he said he was going to sail to this little island of the coast of the beach and, i’m looking for adventure aren't i? so i went with him.

turns out he owns a boat, bought it with his own money after saving up. he said it's his life goal to sail everywhere, and he wants to write something dedicated to his travels. :)) SO DREAMY!!!

and such a romantic too, while the boat was steadily heading torwards the island he played a bit of music and we danced together. big sigh, ahhhh

with this cutie, sadly, it's obviously going to be a one-time thing. might as well make this worth our time ;)

July 16th, One day before Yin's Wedding.

After leaving Hyunjae with a jaw-dropping sentence, Yin decides to talk to the only other person available to talk on the boat.

“Hiya Yin! You enjoying yourself? Come here, I'll let you steer the boat”

“omg really!! when i was younger, i loved boats. i used to tag along with the local sailors with my friends”

Juyeon chuckles at Yin as she eagerly goes to grab a hold of the wheel. He softly showed her what to do with controls and when to turn as they start to circle the island.

“oh wait, can i ask you a question?”

“Hmm sure, what's your question, Yin?”

“how did you meet my mom? i just asked hyunjae and now i'm curious so i'll ask you and younghoon too. once he wakes up of course”

The male smiles warmly at Yin, “Let's see, I met your mother when I was nineteen, so around twenty years ago. I saw her on the beach and thought she was pretty, so I approached her, and the rest is history.”

“is that it? come on, juyeon, where are the details!”

“Details? I don't know if you want to hear about everything, though..”

“wait ewww, i don't mean including that”

“Including what??- Oh gosh, of course I wouldn't talk about that kind of stuff.. You're young enough to be my daughter, you know.”

yin freezes up a bit at his sentence but juyeon doesn't notice and continues talking.

“Okay, anyways, I'll start from the beginning for you. We were on the mainland and I was by the docks with this very boat, when I looked over at the beach I saw Y/n or uh- uhm sorry, your mother and I immediately found her attractive.”

“I did the most logical thing to me at the time and approached her. We talked for a bit, learned each others names and where we're from, and then I figured out that she's also traveling. And also later that day I was thinking about sailing to this very island and I decided to invite her”

“wait.. you brought my mom here?”

He nods, “Yes I did, I was surprised she said yes to coming to this island. I was also surprised at how brave I was when I asked her. In the past, I usually wasn't like that, but something about your mother just pulled me in.”

“awe.. it seemed like you really liked my mom..”

“Of course, maybe a little bit more than like though. I consider her as my first love.. I still have a picture of her in my wallet.” He takes his wallet out of his pocket and pulls out a polaroid of Y/n and him, the latter with his arm around her shoulders as she kisses him on the cheek.

Juyeon softly looks at Yin and brings his hand up to ruffle her hair. “Your mother was a wonderful person, I came here to see her again.. She's still as beautiful as ever. And it looks like she raised a daughter as wonderful as her.”

“do you.. still like my mom?”

“Oh no! Of course not.. I hope not.”

july 10th, 2002

sigh.. it's time sadly.. :(

another day, another man to miss. my juyeon is going off to continue traveling. he did offer me a ride back to the mainland, but i decided to stay on the island a bit longer. after all, it's so beautiful here, and the people here were so nice.

remember the hotel and cafe that i wrote about here yesterday, turns out juyeon’s aunt owns it. she said that i could stay as long as i'd like. hehe, maybe i'll stay here forever.

shout out to yin, she's the nicest person i met here. free place to stay and free food, i dont know how to repay her though..

i'll figure it out eventually. for now, i got to say goodbye to juyeon..

dear travel diary, i am living my best life right now.

synopsis = a day before her wedding day, Yin decides to find her father so he can walk her down the isle, the problem? There's three candidates: Lee Juyeon, Kim Younghoon, and Lee Hyunjae.

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Vampire Chronicles Book Review/Rant #2

The Vampire Lestat

I think we can all agree, what a turnaround! So completely different from IWTV. I’m not sure what I was expecting, probably something more like a Midnight Sun (Twilight from Edwards’ perspective) or a Slayer Chronicles (to the Vladimir Tod series) Turned out to be more of The Saga of Larten Crepsley (to the CIrque du Freak series)(I was raised by vampire books, apparently).

Anyway, what a ride! About halfway through I was feeling a little frustrated that we hadn’t gotten to when he met Louis yet, but I was also having so much fun reading about this Chaos BisexualTM. So much happens, so many dumb Lestat adventures, Nicki, Lestat’s turning, Gabrielle, Armand and his coven, Marius, Akasha and Enkil, Louis and Claudia, Rockstar music video films, vampires ablaze out of nowhere! 10/10 Romp, I had so much fun reading this.

Lestat is so many things, he’s cheery and determined to brighten the day of those he loves, he’s been beaten and abused by his own family, he hopes and dreams like any young person, yet also deeply fears the meaninglessness of life itself. I can for sure relate. 

I also enjoyed the way it was written, easy and lighthearted, even in darker parts Lestat describes things with humor to mask the pain.

Favorites:

I appreciate when Lestat takes the time to describe the wonders of the modern world, what stands out to him, what doesn’t. He’s blown away by film, excited by women in bare arms, that even poor people could eat meat. In later books he’s so excited by pens that can write forever. Super interesting to think about, and the though experiment of “what would a vampire think of world through the ages” is one of my favorite things about vampire media.

Lestat and Nicki’s relationship is so cute! Their drunken afternoons in “the conversation,” they take turns comforting each other from their familial demands and expectations. They go to Paris and live in a shitty apartment while they work their asses off in the theater trying to pay rent. It’s almost like a CBS sitcom, but like, in a good way. It’s so devastating to me that Vampire Nicki ended up like he did.

Gabrielle, my love! What a queer icon. She cuts her hair, wears men’s clothes, even Lestat gets in on it, trying to find her the manliest jewelry. I think about the freedom female vampires must experience in this series a lot. Gabrielle clearly hated being a mom and wife and living in a crumbling castle. And now she is finally free, freer than any of her wildest fantasies.

When Lestat asks her if she had become a vampire first, wouldn’t she also send money and gifts to the family and keep caring for them, and she’s just like, oh psssh yeah, of course 😂 

Armand/Lestat being worsties.

Marius spending eons hiding Those Who Must Be Kept only to pick up Lestat, go: I like ya kid, you got spunk, let me spill all the vampire secrets. Only for the Most Special BoyTM

When we FINALLY get the 3 whole paragraphs about Louis and Claudia at the end of the book, it’s not enough, but what is there is lovely. “Even in his crudest moments, Louis touched the tenderness in me” “But I loved him, plain and simple” UGH, Anne PLEASE. 

Least Favorites:

Why did Lestat slip his mom the tongue 😭

Not enough Louis 😡 (Little did I know there would only be crumbs of him from then on)

Vampire Nicki 😣 He hated Lestat in the end and then Armand cut his hands off! He deserved better. 

Smutt:

Nicki and Lestat getting drunk and making out at the tavern! Love that for them.

I am NOT counting Lestat/Gabrielle kisses.

If I missed something maybe y’all can let me know.

Nonsense Meter:

Medium nonsense, I think. Especially considering the books to come. 

Lestat flying and SCREAMING at the Theater. Lestat showing up to the catacombs to utterly destroy the cult with facts and logic and “New evil for a new era.” Lestat giving into the intrusive thoughts to kiss Akasha and play her the violin only to nearly get killed by Enkil, and OF COUSE, the whole Rockstar Lestat thing, with the music videos and the song lyrics and the Halloween concert. 

Misc:

It was Marius’s fault for sending Lestat to go live a human life! Thank you/goddamn you.

I am confused by how at the start of the book Lestat is interested in rock, he goes to jam with Satan’s Night out and loves the attention that would come with being a rockstar, but it’s only after he reads IWTV and gets all upset about it that he decides he’s going to get Louis’s attention by becoming a world-famous rockstar. “I ached for him, ached for his romantic illusions [...] his physical presence.” But once Louis does find Lestat, not much happens.

I was so excited for the reunion once Louis find’s Lestat and his band chilling before the concert, would they fight?! Would they make out?! And it was. . .ok, Louis tries to warn Lestat, and they dance around their feelings, and that’s kind of it. Lestat doesn’t even ask about the book!

Then I was excited that Gabrielle (post-concert disaster rescue) got to meet her shit son’s ex-husband! Was she going to be disapproving (no one is good enough for her boy), furious about the release of IWTV, or maybe try to convince them to give up mortal world shenanigans and go climb waterfalls with her? Nope, we got nothing, just wondering if it was Marius setting all the fledglings on fire. Anne . . . I don’t get it.

[that-one-i-think]

Haven't done this in a moment

Blessed Children AU: MCD season 3 except Lilith is disguised to look like Alina to prevent Alina being kidnapped and used as a weapon. Lo and Liochant are Lilith's epic nannies

✨️Backstories✨️ - Lo editon (He/They/She, mostly He/She)

(Redoing them so this will be the official post that I'll reblog from)

Lo grew up a follower of Kul'Zak on a pirate ship! His mother was an incredible sailor and his father was a siren - selkie mix. She had a rather adventurous childhood, raiding ships, escaping navies and he even learned how to so and do drag on the ship from his Uncle Annette. His siren genes made him a natural entertainer and found that he had a knack for minor illusionary and water magic. He became the prime entertainer on the ship, telling stories, performing music, and all around excellence until he was 17 and his parents gained enough money from pirating to retire.

Lo was actually supposed to inherit the ship from their parents but decided that the first mate deserved it more as Lo wanted to go out and explore on his own. His parents supported this so Lo waved goodbye and set off on exploring the Ru'aun region where he made money as a bard and occasional thief. His skills got him noticed by the thieves guild and while he never joined, he would occasionally pass on information to them when a Lord decides not to pay him for his services.

Her bardom soon switches from doing a job as pure entertainment to investigations into Lords as he goes from town to town. Started after he found a lord was responsible for hoarding food during a large famine and since then Lo used his ability to move freely in and out of houses to help villagers.

She originally met Aphmau at a small lords manor, in full drag while trying to gain information because the lord was embezzling from the villagers. Something that Aphmau was also investigating due to the fact that the lord was trying to join the Phoenix Alliance. Aphmau was (platonically) smitten with Lo and offered them a job as a tailor and entertainer for her daughter(s). Seeing an easy paycheck, Lo quickly agreed as they needed to chill after entering their mid thirties. Twenty years of exploring does require some rest after all. (Lo is 37)

Lo still keeps in touch with the thieves guild but now just to trade idle gossip and information and it annoys Garroth to no end how much he knows. He still keeps in tough with his parents as they send letters and gifts of their exploits and are more than happy that they now have an unofficial grandchild in Lilith. (Lo is unfortunately unable to lie to her parents but they can keep a secret.)

So now Lo is living a rather domestic life while enjoying the eye-candy of the many guards that come in and out of the manor while gaining favor with the rather out of place maid, Liochant.

[dreamdepot]

Dreams of the Kingdom - Chapter 13: A Day Off

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You have a perfect quiet day for you and Link to be together, complete with a treasure hunt! What could go wrong?

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As a quick note, next week’s chapter will be coming out a little early due to a trip I have planned. Thank you as always for reading!

As you woke up, you couldn’t help but think how funny it is how things can change. Back when you and Link shared a bed for the first time, his heart was racing as you cuddled up next to him. To you, it had been the most restful night’s sleep in your life. Link meanwhile barely slept a wink, too afraid it was all a dream, and he’d never get the chance to be so close to you again. Fast forward to today, and you woke up with your boyfriend laying across your chest with a knee in your face. “At least he’s comfortable,” you murmured.

Since your dream of Koholint, new dreams had stopped for a few days, long enough to get some well-earned rest. Even better, the trip from Gerudo Desert was uneventful, save a couple small skirmishes. Today, you promised Link that the two of you would spend all day together before going to Goron City.

You got up from the comfortable bed at the Tarrey Town Inn. Kapson made it clear he wouldn’t accept your money and made sure to give you and Link the best room in the establishment. You were also thankful to see that Captain Hollo and his Korok engineers hadn’t managed to blow up Tarrey Town, though there was no sign of the little aviators anywhere. After a quick bath (thank the Goddesses for hot water), you came back to see Link watching you with a sleepy smile. “What’s got you in such a good mood?”

“Just enjoying the view,” he yawned, slowly sitting up. His hair was an absolute mess. You sat next to him, pulling out a comb.

“You’re not helping,” you laughed, as he kept leaning against you, messing his hair back up as you brushed it down. Finally, you got it to cooperate enough for you to tie his hair back with his favorite well-worn hair band. Link sighed in bliss. “You sure you aren’t part dog or something? Every time I play with your hair you turn into a puppy.”

“I mean, didn’t the Hero of Twilight do that?”

“Wolf, Link. He turned into a wolf.”

“Same difference,” he laughed. He turned to you, blushing a lot like he used to when you first started dating. “I just… It’s one of those things, y’know? Back before the Calamity, I dreamed of going on adventures with you and then, between when you had to do your Prince stuff, we’d hang out in the castle, and you’d do all the stuff royalty does for their knights in the fairy tales.”

You had to laugh a little, knowing how quickly Link flipped between innocent romantic and an innuendo machine. “So, what do royals do for their knights in fairy tales?”

“Stuff like, y’know, flowers, a handkerchief… a kiss?” He said.

You kissed his cheek. “I’m sorry I didn’t confess sooner.”

“It was both of us,” he said, squeezing your hand. “Even if we don’t have as much time as we’d like… I think it’s better now.”

“Well, I’m keeping my promise no matter what. Today is just you and me, and since we’re feeling nostalgic, I have an idea.”

“I’m listening.”

“I was thinking, since the quakes during the Upheaval opened up a lot of new places, maybe we could take a look inside the Citadel? You found my crown there after Misko hid it, so maybe he hid something else too?”

“That’s perfect!” Link said. “It’s just like the little adventures we always wanted to do as kids! I’ll get the horses!”

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Even as the ruins crumbled, the Citadel was still an imposing sight, dominating the landscape of Akkala. It was designed originally as a garrison but was refitted to be the second safest place when the Calamity arrived. It was also intended to be your residence once Zelda took the throne, though remembering her diary, that seemed more like an “if” rather than “when”. As you and Link explored the outside of the crumbling fortress, you found two entrances. The first was, rather disappointingly, a Horriblin den. The other let you into the actual ruins of the stronghold.

The inside of the former garrison was not in great shape. Years of neglect left much of the wooden floor to rot. Cannons and cannonballs lay in rusting heaps in the corner, buried under rusty halberds and other unsalvageable weaponry.

“You okay?” Link asked, his hand on your shoulder.

“I’ll get over it,” you said. “Maybe some things of the old Hyrule are meant to die.” You ran your hand over the mildew-stained wall. “Still… part of me does wish we could have lived here like I wanted, all those years ago.”

“You wanted to live here? With me?”

You laughed. “I never told you? Wait, me having the Gorons redesign the sanctum to be filled with pictures of your predecessors wasn’t enough of a hint?”

“Hey!” Link grumbled. “To be fair, you didn’t know I was hitting on you every damn day back then!”

“Touché,” you snickered. “C’mon, I wanna see if the library is still intact.”

Much of the way was cut off, but soon enough you found your way through a collapsed wall into a small library with a mud-caked window. You knocked a bit off with your sword hilt. “Huh, did you know there’s a Gleeok out there?”

Link winced. “Maybe we should head out the way we came in then.” You nodded in agreement, turning to the books. Unfortunately, the few that were readable were torn and the ones that were intact were ruined by water. “Sorry, there’s no books to take back.”

“Not actually why we’re here. Don’t know if you remember this… think I only showed you once when you were half asleep,” you muttered, counting the collapsed bookshelves. You leaped over a collapsed one to the wall. You tapped the stone with your sword until you found part that sounded hollow. “Here we are.” You kicked a stone in with your foot then pressed another, and the wall swung open to reveal a small study.

“Secret room for you?”

“Yup, more just for when I needed to get away somewhere quiet. Shame none of the weapons are still good.” There were several royal weapons on the wall, but none of them escaped from the Upheaval’s effects. Instead, you were surprised to find a chest near your desk. “Son of a bitch.”

“Misko was called a ‘Great’ bandit for a reason,” Link said with a wry smile.

You reached down to open the chest, but a glowing hand met yours. You and Link both ran back out of the room as another Gloom Hand emerged from the room.

“What’s the point of a secret room if everyone gets into it,” you muttered, drawing your sword.

“Eh, at least we’ve got these guys down to an art,” Link said, firing a bomb arrow that took out all of the hands at once.

You cracked your neck and tightened your grip. “Okay Phantom Ganon, let’s go!” But this time, the gloom did not become a Phantom Ganon. Instead, the form was smaller, sleeker. The clone’s twisted eyes of searing gloom materialized from the malice as the rest of its features slowly formed. Its eyes glowed with a twisted pink-purple light. As it reformed, closer to your height than Ganondorf’s towering stature, the way that it held its Gloom Sword made your blood boil. “Really Ganondorf?!”

“Is that me?!”  

Before you could answer, the Gloom Link charged you. You dodged and tried to swing, your foot catching on a broken bookcase, giving it the chance to flurry rush you. You skidded back, wincing. “Man, it’s better than the others. Guess that’s what happens when it copies a better swordsman.”

“Now’s not the time to be flirting!” Link shouted, shielding you from another strike.

“I’m not flirting!” You shouted back, blocking another strike. “Though gotta say… what would it be like with two Links…”

“Not now [Y/n]!”

“Oh please, like you weren’t staring at my ass in the Sheikah armor all day,” you muttered under your breath.

How do you like my present, [Y/n]? I call it a Hollow… not my first time using it to play with past heroes.

“How about you just dry up already!” You roared, barely keeping the Hollow Link’s corrupted Master Sword copy from slicing your face.

Suddenly, the Hollow flung to the side as Link tackled it away. He winced as the Gloom stung his body. “Are you okay?”

“I should be asking you! But thanks, he had me on the ropes. He fights just like you, just much more aggressive.” You pulled a jar out of your pack, handing it to Link. “Drink it, it’s some Sundelion-infused soup, should help with the gloom.”

“Thanks,” he said, chugging the soup in seconds. “Alright, so plan?”

“Working on it, the only time I ever beat you was in the nightmare, remember?”

Link studied his doppelganger’s movements, parrying as it swung after him before switching targets back to you.  

As it attacked, you noticed something shift in its eyes, something more malicious. Before you could react, it disarmed you. Before you could hear your sword clatter to the ground, it grabbed you by the throat. You struggled as the gloom burned at your neck, feeling a foreboding sense of deja vu. The familiar face of Link was so twisted by the Hollow, a malicious grin spreading across its face as it pressed its sword against your side, just enough to draw blood.

It’s time you learn your place, boy.

SHHHNK!

The Hollow froze as you both looked down to see a nasty Lynel Horn sword pierced through its chest. “It’s not a perfect copy,” you heard Link growl. “I don’t play dirty and torture my enemies.” He twisted the sword and the monster’s eyes extinguished, the gloom disappearing.

You fell forward into Link’s arms. “[Y/n], are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you said hoarsely. You gave him a half grin. “Thanks for saving the prince, brave knight.”

“You know I’ll always be there for you,” He then frowned. “Hey, do you have more of that soup? You have a pretty bad Gloom burn.”

“No, I’m out.” You coughed. You looked at your reflection in a puddle, seeing the burn on your neck starting to fester, with dark lines starting to spiderweb out.

“We should get you outside.”

“Not yet, we’re right here. Let’s see what Misko’s been hiding.”

Back in your now ruined secret room, you cracked a stone chest open, tension building as you forced the lid open. “Is that…?”

Link stared. “Definitely not what I was expecting. How’d Misko get his hands on this?”

Sitting in the chest was a neatly folded set of pale clothes and silver armor, engraved with celestial symbols. On top of the pile was a mask in war paint and a terrible grimace that bore an unsettling resemblance to your boyfriend. “The Fierce Deity armor… this was supposed to be locked deep in the Royal Vault.”

You were a bit surprised that the mask was just like any other mask, wooden with painted details. Holding it in your hands, it felt like a toy. Closing your eyes, you focused, trying to feel its supposed hidden power, yet there was nothing. “I’m not sure if I should be happy or disappointed. Having some extra firepower against Ganondorf would be nice.”

“Can I?”

“Sure.” You handed the mask to Link, who flinched. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah, think you just shocked me or something.”

“Oh oops, sorry.” You coughed into your arm, a much deeper, wheezing cough.

“C’mon, let’s get you outside, you’re not looking so good.” Link propped you up on his shoulder, sliding the spoils of your expedition into his pack.

Neither of you noticed how the mask’s hair seemed to brighten a bit.

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Back at the Tarrey Town Inn, Link forced you into bed. You protested, “I don’t feel sick, just exhausted. I don’t have any energy.” Of course, right as you finished that, you let out a hacking cough.

Link merely tied a handkerchief into a makeshift face mask for you. “Regardless, you should rest.”

“But what about everything we need to do? We’ve gotta get going to Goron City tomorrow. And what about our special day?” You tried to sit up, but Link easily pushed you back down into the bed.

“No, you’re not going to do anyone any good if you’re too tired to even lift your sword. We’ll rest here for a day or two.” Before you could protest any more, Link tucked you into bed under a comfy quilt. You tried to say something, but Link cut you off. “I don’t care if you’re the prince; you’re staying here, and I’m taking care of you.”

You may have been the better cook of the two of you, but Link was by far the better doctor. Sure, you knew battlefield remedies but anyone – Teba especially – would say that you were better for emergency healing, not long-term care. It wasn’t your fault; keeping people alive in an emergency was more important than comfort.

Link, on the other hand, was firm but always thinking steps ahead. After making sure the bed was comfortable as possible and that the light wasn’t too bright for you, he brought you a book from the inn’s small library before disappearing. He was hardly gone for more than fifteen minutes before returning. He set down a tray with warm porridge made with Sundelions and tea with your favorite blend of calming herbs and honey candy for your throat. He gently wiped the sweat from your forehead before placing a compress of White Chu Jelly.

“Maybe I should have told my father I needed you as my personal doctor all those years ago instead,” you said, trying not to cough.

“I’ve only gotten good because the two of us keep beating ourselves up,” Link said. You opened your mouth, but he cut you off. “I know what you’re going to say, and me doing dangerous reckless things is different.”

“I swear if you say it’s because you’re my knight, I will kick your ass.”

“I was going to say because I’m your boyfriend and I say so. And also, because I’m definitely the one who’s better at getting out of dangerous stuff.”

“Dick,” you laughed. “But seriously, thank you. For everything.”

Link softly let his fingers run through your hair. “You should sleep, my prince.”

You had to admit, your eyelids were feeling heavy. “But…”

“I can get you another book if you’d like.”

“It’s not that Link. It’s the dreams.”

Link frowned. “But I thought they stopped for now? Or is this about the ones with Ganondorf again?”

“Yes… those. Kinda. It’s complicated.” You groaned. “It’s said that Hylians have long ears to hear the whispers of the Goddesses, to hear their guidance. Ganondorf also said that he wasn’t the only one trying to mess with my head. I think there’s something bigger than we think going on.”

Link pursed his lips. “I’m not sure I like where this is going.”

“We know that my dreams are leading us to pieces of the Triforce. We also know that my other dreams are about someone in Ganondorf’s past, and that Ganondorf himself seems to enjoy popping in my head now and then. That last bit is obviously him messing with me, but what about the other parts? Who wants us to find the Triforce and who wants me to see this guy in the past?” You took a deep breath. “That’s not all either. You know how you’re the current Hero and that you’re sort of a reincarnation of the previous heroes?”

“That part is debatable depending on who you ask, but yeah?”

“I think that this guy, the former Dragon Priest, is a past life of mine.”

Link was silent for a moment, until a weak laugh squeaked out. “Of course, why not. I’m dating the demon king’s ex.”

“Link…”

“If anyone else told me, I’d say they were crazy. But,” he sighed. “[Y/n], I trust you. I’m not sure what it means, but hopefully it’s something good.”

You snorted. “I don’t see how.”

“Think of it this way, is Ganondorf – Mr. All-Powerful Demon King, a man we know holds grudges for millennia – the type to reminisce and pine over someone?”

You started to speak, but cut yourself off, then frowned. “I’m not sure. Tauro said that he might have been killed by King Rauru, but there’s no proof. And… based off of the last dream, it seems like Ganondorf may have been abusive. Then again, maybe he snapped and went into a rage over a lost lover.”

“I don’t think that’s the case. Remember under the castle, Ganondorf acted as though you were his property, not his long-lost love.”

You thought back to your nightmares before all of this even started and what Ganondorf said. “You’re right… he said, he ‘hasn’t forgotten my treachery.’ That’s definitely not something he’d say if he was in love.”

“Exactly, and even if Ganondorf is completely head over heels for the past version of you, why would he want to show the relationship in its rough spots to you?”

“Then,” you said, your voice dropping. “If it’s not Ganondorf showing me, who is?”

“I’m not sure,” Link said, “but there’s one way to find out – if you have more dreams.”

“Link, I-”

“I know. I’m sorry, but I’m serious. This might be the way we find out how to beat him. If someone is sending you these dreams, it’s for a reason. We need to find out the rest.” He scooted his chair closer. “I promise, I’ll be here the whole time.”

“You’re gonna watch me sleep?”

Link flushed. “Not like that! I mean, if you have a nightmare, I’ll wake you up!”

“I know, I know,” you laughed, squeezing his hand. “Thank you, Link.”

“No matter what I’ll always be with you.” He kissed your hand and drew the curtains. You took a deep breath and shut your eyes.

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You found yourself at Ganondorf’s side, trying to look small and demure as he addressed King Rauru. Unlike usual, you dressed in a more fitting apparel than your rather revealing servant robes. You chose to wear your Frostbite Armor, as it appeared more formal, almost regal. It didn’t hurt that it invoked wisdom, and you certainly needed as much as you could get today.

As was proper for a servant, you kept your head bowed and knelt lower than Ganondorf as he addressed the king. You winced, hearing Ganondorf’s words of supposed fealty, yet there was a noticeable malice underneath. As he continued his plea, your eyes wandered up, and then your heart stopped.

It was Zelda.

For a fleeting moment it felt like you had control over this body and stared in shock at your sister. She was so close but so far, standing there next to Rauru’s throne. It hurt to see her pretending to be the quiet princess again, like she had to when you were young, but something was different. You knew the fire hidden in her eyes; it meant she was planning something big… but what? If only you could get a moment with her alone. Even if this was a dream, if there was even the slightest chance of getting a message to her…

“Forgive my servant,” Ganondorf growled, grabbing your head and pushing it down into a full kowtow to King Rauru. “He must be captivated by your daughter’s beauty.”

“Oh no, Zelda is my family, but not my daughter. A distant relative you could say.” You managed to catch a glimpse of the Zonai King looking at you. Despite his guarded expression towards Ganondorf, his gaze seemed kinder towards you.

The court session lasted for a few more agonizing minutes before you were all allowed to leave. Once outside, Ganondorf turned to you. “What was that? Letting your eyes wander to that wench?”

A fire rose in your chest, but thankfully your dream self was in control. “Did you not notice, my lord?”

“Notice what?”

“Something more than her secret stone. She carries a deep power within her.”

Ganondorf snorted, but you could tell he was intrigued. “Go.”

You bowed deeply, though your dream self was a bit bitter at his words – or rather word. You turned and left down the hall. As your traveling party would be staying the night at the castle, you were to be sent to stay in a different wing while Ganondorf would be in the guest rooms. The ancient castle was, of course, smaller than the future Hyrule Castle, but still quite roomy. Soon you came to a fork in the hallways. While the other servants went down the right hallway, you snuck down the left.

You passed some soldiers who paid you no mind as you wandered deeper and deeper, until you came to a small courtyard. Another guarded doorway stood on the other end. “Halt,” the soldiers ordered. “No outsiders are permitted in this part of the castle.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, with fake meekness. “I just was looking for-”

You felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned to look up into the eyes of King Rauru. The king looked at you with a kind, soft gaze. “Pardon me, but are you perhaps lost?”

“Ah, yes your majesty,” you said with a deep bow. “I am afraid I was not paying attention and seem to have lost my way back to Lord Ganondorf. I am terribly sorry for troubling you.”

“Do not worry, please follow me – I’m sure we can find him.” He signaled to the guards, who let the two of you into the hallway.

For a moment, the two of you walked in silence. You returned to the “good servant” act with your gaze at the floor. However, once you were sure you were alone, you spoke. “I have concerns, Rauru.”

“I would be worried if you didn’t, my friend.”

“Ganondorf is clearly posturing to be close to you. I fear he seeks the power of the secret stones.”

“Then all is as we expected.” Rauru stroked his chin. “Has he made any plans yet?”

“No, only observing. I fear he may attack you, Sonia, or Mineru… or perhaps that new young lady. Ganondorf was right, she really does look like she could be Sonia’s daughter.”

“Ah, you mean Zelda. Quite the interesting story there, though I fear I do not have time to tell you today… unless-”

You held up your hand. “Rauru, I can’t come back now. There is more than a credible threat against the kingdom. My pride as a Dragon Priest and a servant of Hyrule would never allow me to leave now.”

Rauru stopped you and placed his hands on your shoulders. “Your life isn’t worth this.”

“My life doesn’t matter if it means keeping the people of Hyrule safe from him.” You paused, clutching your chest. “And… perhaps…”

Rauru kept his gaze fixed on you, but it was now bitter. “I’m sorry, but… you know he won’t change.”

“No. No, I suppose he won’t.” You took a deep, shuddering breath. “I was never more than a tool for him. I did volunteer for this to get my answers… I didn’t realize how much the truth would sting.”

“Come,” Rauru said, leading you to a door. Inside was a small study that reminded you of your sister’s old laboratory. Part of it opened out to a view of a beautiful lake. Rauru gestured to a soft chair, while a servant construct served you a cup of warm tea. “My friend, it may not have meant to be, but I know you’ll find the right person when the time comes.”

You laughed weakly. “Not in this lifetime.”

The conversation drifted a bit before Rauru said, “Before you go, you should know, Mineru has nearly finished your request. Sonia has also done as you asked – though I must say it’s quite an unusual project.”

 “That’s a relief, and unusual as it is, I feel that we cannot be overprepared. Whatever we do, even if he does get his hands on a secret stone, he must never know about… that. I would sooner kill him or myself before that happens.”

“My friend, the darkness never expects danger from the shadows.” The king laughed hollowly. “Are you sure there is nothing I can do to convince you to come back?”

“I’m sorry, but I must finish my task.” You looked towards Zelda as she walked along the lakeshore. “To give Hyrule a future.”

“Then all I can do is wish you the best and hope you come home safe to us soon.” His third eye opened and focused on you with a calm but piercing stare. You could feel the gaze as if he was not looking at you in the dream, but you as Prince [Y/n], watching the dream from afar…

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You nearly bolted out of bed. “Whoa, take it easy!” Link said, catching you.

“He’s working for Rauru! He’s a spy!”

“Slow down,” Link said, guiding you back. “Also, we have guests…”

“What? Who?” Your eyes shot across the room as you pulled the sheets up to your shoulders.

Link laughed. “Calm down, just some old friends. They have something important for us. Should I let them in?”

You quickly ran your hand through your hair to try and hide any signs of bed-head. “Sure, but-”

“It’s about Zelda.”

That changed everything. “Yeah, go ahead.”

Link disappeared around the corner for a moment, and you heard the inn room door creak open. He spoke in a hushed voice, urging them to let you rest. Instead, he received a scoff, and the visitors made their way around the corner.

“Ah I’m so glad to have found you.” Impa said, shuffling towards your bedside with Cado and Purah in tow. Ever loyal, Cado stood guard at the door. Link offered Impa a chair, but she waved him off. Link sat on the edge of the bed next to you. “Prince [Y/n], you seem to be recuperating.”

“Not quickly enough,” you muttered, leading to her smacking your hand. “Ow, what the hell?”

“Don’t use that tone with me, young man!”

“We’re literally the same age.”

Impa gave you a conniving grin. “I know, I just wanted to say that to you once.”

You let out a bark of a laugh. “You sure decided to relax for once now that you’re retired. I seem to remember someone harping on me for sneaking out of the castle.”

“At least until you paid her off with treats from the bakery,” Purah added.

“Everyone knows sweets keep you young,” Impa said.

Purah smirked, motioning to herself. “Beg to differ.”

“What brings you all here?” You asked, hoping to avert a sibling squabble. “I know you wouldn’t come to visit just because I got a little sick.”

Impa nodded. “Unfortunately yes, there’s another reason I’m here. I’m sure you’re aware of the massive geoglyphs that have appeared across Hyrule since the Upheaval?”

“They’re hard to miss,” Link muttered. “How did they show up anyway?”

“That’s what Cado and I have been investigating, but that led us to an unexpected place. Prince [Y/n], I’m sure you’re more familiar than anyone with the Forgotten Temple near Tabantha?”

How could you forget. “Oh hey, I’ve been wanting to explore down there, it’s been so long since I’ve been to the bottom of Tanagar Canyon.”

Link winced. “Please don’t joke about when you technically died.”

“Oh Link, you have to laugh at death when you get to our age,” Impa said.

“I’m the same age as both of you!”

“He’s no fun,” Impa sighed. “Anyway, the ancient temple there was a former stronghold of Hyrule under King Rauru, though it was ordered to be sealed after his death. What we found was… intriguing. An entire map of Hyrule with the geoglyphs marked on it, all twelve of them. What does that tell you?”

You thought for a moment. “The geoglyphs were there before, or they were planned to be hidden there by someone. Someone wants us to find all of these messages from the past.”

“So, we did,” Impa continued. “Cado and I traveled across the kingdom and were able to investigate almost all of them. Each of them had a pool of water that seemed unaffected by wind or heat.”

Purah referred to her notebook. “I tested the water sample every way I could, and it seems to be some kind of mystic salt water. That does track with our hypothesis… legends say that tears from a dragon never dry and can grant you forbidden knowledge should you drink from them.”

You deadpanned. “You didn’t.”

“Oh please! Give me a little credit!”

Impa smacked Purah’s arm. “Back to the point here, these tears… I can see something within them. They appear to be some visions of the past. It’s difficult to make out the images, especially with my eyes these days.”

“It’d be better if you just wore glasses,” Purah muttered. “Anyway, I was able to create a high-powered magnifying scope to help focus it and we were able to figure out the images, and you won’t believe what we saw.”

“Zelda,” you and Link said together.

“It was Zel-,” Purah frowned. “You two are no fun. How and why?”

You felt your body tense up, but Link rubbed your back. “You should tell them.”

With a sigh, you started to explain your dreams.

[dominickeating-source]

Starlog Issue 330 (2005)

THE DOMINIC EFFECT

His Enterprise may be fading, but the memories linger on for Dominic Keating.

"I'm not that surprised that we've made it to Season Four". Star Trek: Enterprise co star Dominic Keating says of his struggling TV series. "I'm pleased, very pleased indeed. You can never be quite sure at what level decisions, crazy decisions, get made, but to not do the season that gives them a syndication package didn't make sense to me. To have come this far and spent this much money and not bring us back would have been a fairly crazy executive decision. I had been worried, but that's what I started thinking toward the 11th hour. So when it finally came out that they were bringing us back, I thought. Of course, why wouldn't they? I'm more frightened about Enterprise not being picked up next year , for a fifth season, to be honest".

Keating's concern is far from unfounded. However, Season Three was good stuff: energetic and full of action, adventure and strong storytelling, the Xindi story arc transformed the show, the new mission upped the urgency level, the awed-rookie-crew-in-space concept was jettisoned and all of the characters were called upon to dirty their hands. Captain Archer (Scott Bakula)., for example, grew a backbone, and Keating's security officer, Malcolm Reed, evolved into a major action hero: tougher and less stuffy than ever, and butting heads not only with enemies, but also his personal on-board nemesis, MACO leader Major Hayes (Steven Culp).

Despite all that, viewers still stayed away, and thus the Enterprise deathwatch commenced. And, unfortunately, it continues right now, for if fans tuned out the new-and-improved Enterprise last year, there are huge question marks as to whether or not matters or ratings will take enough of an upswing for the better this season.

STORM FRONTS

"My answer to [ Enterprise's rating problems] is that since they have moved us to Friday, which ordinarily would be the death knell for most shows, I think our audience will show up", says Keating as he sits in his Enterprise trailer during a production break. "I believe our fan base would tune in on any night, but if they show up on Friday, we'll be OK. If we get the same numbers we got last year, but for a Friday night, the network will be pleased".

UPN will have a first-run show on a Friday night and they'll enjoy 4's and 5's in the ratings, with the likes of Lexus and Ford advertising on it, because we get a good 18-to-50, largely male, intelligent and moneyed demographic. Surely, they would be happy with that, but you never know. And then with the question mark sits over Paramount. Given that they aren't being helped as much as they were in past seasons, will they be prepared to go into some sort of deficit financing to secure the show's future on a Friday night, on UPN, for half the price? That really depends on what this year's budget ends up being.

Putting business aside and leaving the future to the future, there's the current season to consider. It kicked off with the two part [Storm Front], which resolved the third season cliffhanger involving the Nazis, the aliens dressed as Nazis and Archer's apparent demise. [Home] found the crew back on Earth and dealing with the ramifications of their recent exploits, dilemmas and decisions. And the three-episode arc of [Borderland], [Cold Station 12] and [The Augments] heralded the return of Brent Spiner to the Star Trek party, as the former Next Generation star played Arik Soong, an eccentric distant relative of Data creator Dr. Soong.

"Manny Coto is the new guy, the new show runner", Keating says. "He's an old-school Star Trek guy. He grew up with the first series and embraces it. I think that when he gets into his stride, there will be many historic references to our true timeline and place in Star Trek lore. That might bring back some of the testy viewers who got upset about the show breaking away from the timeline. So far as Malcolm, I'm making the Life of Riley look like purgatory at the moment. This season, I've had the easiest schedule I could imagine. I've worked maybe three days tops on each show. I've been a glorified and extremely well-paid background member for the most part, which is nice, because I've been a bit sick. I've had chronic bronchitis, so it's just as well. I had one big barroom fight scene, which was very tough day, and another day, in smoke, which was also difficult. But apart from that, I've been fortunate enough to be able to chill out, rest and take it easy".

"I believe I'm the only cast member who hasn't called a meeting with the producers this year. Let them get on with it. They know what they're doing. I feel like I've carved out my niche in the crew of Star Trek: Enterprise , and when they see fit to write me what they write me, great. In the meantime, I'm enjoying what I'm doing. The checks clear, and I don't feel like I have anything to prove. So, there you go. They know what I can do and if they want me to do it, they'll write it. Plus, I've been around for some of the good stuff. I didn't have very much to do with Brent during his shows, but we chatted quite often. He's a lovely guy. I used to see him in Malibu all the time, because I go out surfing there. So next time I see him in the market, he's going to have to have a conversation with me".

ZERO HOURS

Looking back at last season, Keating was convincingly woven into the fabric of the Xindi arc and featured in other episodes as well. Reed, Archer and Hoshi (Linda Park) mutated into primal creatures in the ambitious but rather unpopular [Extinction], while Reed, Archer and Hayes joined forces for a recon mission aimed at figuring out what the Xindi-Sloths were up to in [The Shipment]. In [Harbinger], the simmering tension between Hayes and Reed manifested itself in a knock-down, drag-out brawl.

Then, in [Countdown], Reed watched helplessly as the mortally wounded Hayes whom he had come to respect died of his injuries. And in the season finale, [Zero Hour], Reed partnered with Archer, Hoshi and the Arboreals and Primates to disable the Xindi weapon.

"The MACO-Hayes-Malcolm storyline was pretty good", Keating comments. "I think they did a lot with it. The MACOs got us in loads of trouble. Last season was great fun and I really enjoyed it all the action, and particularly that frisson with Major Hayes. [Harbinger] was a great episode. I looked at that as an actor and thought, 'You know what? That was some good, grown-up acting there'. I felt I had matured as a performer, if I can say that without sounding too wanky".

Upon the conclusion of Season Three and while he awaited word of Enterprise's destiny Keating kept as busy as Reed. "It was very hectic time", he says. "I got engaged to my girl friend, Jilana Stewart, who is an aspiring actress. I think it's going to happen for her. She recently auditioned for the Soong three-some, to play one of the Augments, but they went with someone older. That's not to say the girl they went with is old, but she older than Jil, and I would say physically more strapping. But they liked Jil".

"[Director] David Livingston came up to me on the set and said, 'Thanks for putting Jil up for that. She was a very interesting choice'. And what else did I do during the off-season? We traveled. We went back to England. I visited Ireland to see my father's family. My Dad passed away when I was young, and I did a pilgrimage back to where he grew up, on Valencia Island, off the Kerry coast. My uncle and aunt are still alive, and it was an amazing trip. I also attended some conventions, including one in London. And I visited my other uncle, my mother's brother, in Belgium. The we went to Paris and Rome".

Now, he's back on Enterprise, concerned about its fate, but nevertheless hopeful. "We're doing everything we can to put out the best show possible", Dominic Keating says. The rest of it is out of our hands. As they say, To be continued...

Source: www.dominickeating.com

[fatestaxes]

Death and Taxes HC’s:

Vacation/Earth Life

Fate:

- For the time he was stuck in the offices, he would just sit in his small library and write (both for his novel and just journaling, hopes and dreams or just complaining about his job).

- if he ever made it to earth, he’d join a small writers club, change his name, and just spend his whole new life doing whatever he felt like.

- Going shopping, going to the beach, going to the park, you name it. He’d probably find entertainment anywhere considering what his previous life was like.

- In fact, he would probably be overwhelmed with everything there is to do.

- He needs a nap and some therapy too. Maybe he’ll make some friends there, who knows.

- After adventuring a bit, He’d find a few -1 or 2- close friends (probably from the writers club) and just chill w/ them in a small restaurant or cafe in the town

- He wasn’t very close with the rest of the club members because he came off as cold/uncaring to them

- he’d think about revealing his past life, but would most likely just end up trying to forget about it and move on completely. Although they might find out, considering the fact that he has literally NO social skills and doesn’t know any general human-life skills (eating food, social ques, slang, behavior, etc.)

- Would be repulsed by how similar a lot of schools are to his previous office job (very restrictive)

- He’d be able to sympathize with the ‘older’ students (high school, college) who are already like- over it.

- He would also probably make a friend with some minimum wage worker he meets at a coffee/tea shop or something

- “Im not paid enough to care about what management does” and Fate would be like “you’re so right” and now they’re besties

- makes a good amount of money as a writer, he publishes an actual novel he wrote and a copy of his journal that he used to write in from the offices (it was marketed as fantasy, which was fine by him, less explaining to do)

Grim:

- They would probably be content with a small corner in town that they would frequent.

- They hadn’t been in the office as long as Fate so they didn’t have a major desire to venture out very much.

- In the offices, Grim would socialize with the other reapers, so they still had some company.

- Despite this, they still have a bit of trouble socializing with humans- but when they try and wing it for the first time, they do fairly well.

- They might decide to join some sort of art club (pottery, painting, that kind of stuff)

- They would try to befriend everyone, and they came across as pretty nice, so they were welcomed and fairly liked by most of the people in the club.

- Although they wanted to befriend everybody, they found three very close friends that they hung out with every weekend

- Fate and Grim both ended up in the same town (probably because their clubs or somethn) and were hanging out with their respective friends when they all bumped into each other. Awkward introductions ensue.

The Archivist:

- Actually enjoyed their job in the death dept. so they’d miss the endless shelves of books and knowledge.

- They’d find their way into any town library and just start reorganizing the books.

- checks out 5 or more books at a time, whenever they visit.

- Perfectly content to live and be alone, but might find someone who shared an interest in learning at a library.

- Would open up their own bookshop (named The Archives -no surprise there-) as their job/Lifestyle, Grim is their first loyal customer.

- They would be fascinated with humanity’s creativity in both visual art and literature.