#but she didnt get burned twice at least

[ribbittrobbit]

The Wizard

(@quiddie i love this angry princess and i want her to completely fuck shit up)

[crushedgraham]

Headcanons for female reader who’s dating Mercy and Widowmaker when reader is sick? :)

Poly! Mercy x Widowmaker x Sick Gf

i didn't know if you meant poly or separate so i just did poly 🥲

update: IM SO SORRY IM TAKING SO LONG WITH REQUESTS, im getting kinda busy with school but i promise to have most requests done on the weekend!

babe you're literally dating a world renowned doctor.

you'll be getting the BEST treatments on the market

but that also means she won't have much time to take care of you...

she can take like 2 days off at most

which is why she writes out long, intricate instructions on how to take care of you for amélie

in my opinion amélie thinks sickness is disgusting.

like whenever you have a crunchy cough or you throw up, she'll have to physically hold back from making a disgusted face

but she pushes through for you

amélie wont spend that much time in the same room as you because she doesn't want to get sick, but she will occasionally come into your room to check up on you

(i feel like her immune systems much weaker now that her heart beats so slowly)

whenever she does visit you, she sends a short text to angela to keep her informed

she may seem cold and nonchalant about your sickness but when she thinks your asleep, she'll sit on the edge of the bed and kiss stroke your sweaty hair

amélie will press her cool palm to your forehead in hopes of relieving your fever

seeing you so weak and broken down sends an ache deep into her heart

she'll complain to angela about how she can barely sleep in a bed with others, especially when one's "infested with diseases" but when the angel comes back from work shes welcomed with the sight of amélies arm wrapped protectively around your waist to keep the fever away as you two sleep soundly

angelas heart Explodes.

after carefully renewing the cool towel on your forehead and checking your temperature, she'll start taking pictures of you two from EVERY angle

her pictures aren't really the best but it's cute!

she makes it her lockscreen and she'll open her phone in between shifts just to look at the picture with a love sick smile

once shes all cleaned up, she'll slide into bed in one of your oversized t-shirts and whisper a small "goodnight liebling, goodnight schatz"

in the morning, angela's exhausted since she usually sleeps in after long shifts but she forces herself to get up so she can take care of you

she sits up in bed for a good amount of time just trying to gather all of her energy to get out bed

but before she can move another muscle, a cool hand is on her wrist, gently tugging her back

"rest. i can take care of her"

the angel eagerly lays back into the bed and knocks out almost instantly

though she wakes up only about an hour later to the smell of burning...chicken??

she quickly rushes to the source of the smell until shes face to face with amélie who's scrubbing away at a blackened pot

empty cans of chicken noodle soup litter the counters

amélie turns around with the burnt pot in her hand and a sponge in the other and they just stare at each other for a moment

"do not say anything."

"i didnt plan to, how about we grab breakfast at that café you love so much?"

"oui, ange"

they walk to the nearby café together, talking about how their days went

"YOU FED HER BURNT SOUP TWICE???"

yeah...at least you got delicious pastries to make up for those...

liebling - darling

schatz - treasure

ange - angel

[lili863]

SNAKE DEN

Ominis x Slytherin!Female MC (Iracebeth)

All fluff.

Iracebeth gets the idea of making Ominis feel better after their trip to scriptorium by asking him to help her with an unsal request, but one she was positive would cheer him up.

The days after the trio's scriptorium venture, Ominis seemed on edge. Rarely seen in his usual spot or beside Sebastian.

The young boy only attended his classes and would disappear after they ended for the day. Iracebeth knew that after sebastian casting that cruccio curse on her, things weren't the same. It was like opening an old wound.

The girl didn't know the story behind Ominis and his family in detail, but she knew enough from the look on his face when she saw it.

Trauma.

She witnessed the boy haunch over, covering his ears, tears prickling his eyes.

They had gone too far. Except Sebastian was willing to go further. And while she understood Sebastian intentions for curing his sister, she couldnt help but feel immense guilt for dragging him along. And truly in the end he was right, the cruciatus curse was a horrifying spell that would render you a different person if you survived it and was sane enough to live with it.

Iracebeth could still feel the phantom pain every night she went to bed with no more day dreams to conjure that distracted her from feeling.

Her skin would feel hot, every nerve on fire, as if she was burning right through her flesh. Ominis had mentioned being on the receiving end of that vile and curse, and she couldn't have imagined what he went through if this single curse had left her this state.

He was different from the other boys. And he deserved every good that came to him. Iracbeth made no mistake when it came to their relationship, he was wary of her at first, but she could see how much he cared about sebastian, about his sister Anne, and firends like that desnt come into your life so often. And while they weren't the best of firends yet she wanted - no needed to do something for him. He deserved it after what he went through in that scriptorium.

Icrabeth wasnt sure why she cared this much. Sebastian was practically his bother from another mother and yet he didnt stick around much to console Ominis. She suppose it fell on her shoulders. At least thats what she chalked it up to anyway for now.

So she was going to make up for it to Ominis, and she knew the perfect way how.

<<<<<_______________>>>>

"Ominis".

The boy turned around in his chair in herbology class, recognizing the voice before giving a small smile in her direction.

"Hello, Iracebeth."

The girl smiled before sitting next him in her chair.

"It's..been a while since I last saw you." The girl tried to be careful with her words, as she was not sure how to bring up his obvious absence without being awkward or pushy.

Ominis focused his attention back on his plant before replying, "Yes, I was busy with my classes"

His short and sweet answer was all the girl needed to hear before nodding her head as if he could see her.

"I see".

The silence in the air was suffocating. Iracebeth squirmed in her chair, busying her hands with her plant and contemplating abandoning this mission altogether.

It didnt help that she was a bit shy in general and hated making people feel awkward.

"So"

Her head perked up in his direction.

"How do you feel"?

She blinked once, and then twice before she relaized he was talking about the curse she took.

Since he knew what it felt like there wasnt any need to pretend she was okay, he would catch her lying in a heartbeat.

She cleared her throat, "Well..I would be lying if I said I feel okay.."

She watched the boy nod his head, now listening attentively to her words.

"But..we did what we had to do I guess"

Ominis frowned at her answer and looked away, focusing back on his plant.

The girl licked her lips and writhed in her seat nervously before facing Ominis.

"I am sorry Ominis"

The boy looked over to the girl in confusion for her sudden apology obviously not expecting it.

"I am sorry you had to be dragged along to the scriptorium. It wasnt fair to you, and I know you did it for Sebastian because he is your firend but it still wasnt right to put you through that despite you telling us clearly how wrong this all was and how you felt about it. I am sorry about aunt too. I know what its like to lose someone you close to you and..while I am glad you got closure I am still sorry you had to face that truth in what I imagine is probably the worst way possible, nobody deserves to experience that"

Ominis listened to apology attentively, focusing on every word in shock. Why was she apologizing when she was the one that had to go through the curse, when she was the one who also had to witness the gruesome scene of his aunts death?

Even more surprising was how genuine the girl sounded and how heartfelt her apology was, just litening to her words he could feel she truly had thought about this and was just dying to get it off her chest as if she owed him anything.

He felt...touched.

To be honest, Ominis was wary of the girl, going off Castle Grounds all the time doing goodness knows what and always accompanying sebastian on his unsavory missions to search cures for Anne.

At first he thought she was just doing so because she liked sebastian. Most of the girls in school do, hes popular, charming and not a bad student either.

But hearing her apology made his head spin, every thought of her, every impression now dramatically changing the more he got to know her. Not to mention the fact that Ominis was a legilemmen. He could sense the sincereity that further proved the authenticity of her thoughtful words.

Ominis gave a soft smile towards the girl and shook his head. "No, you should not have to apologize for anything. Its sebastian who dragged us both into this mess"

The boy sighed before shaking his head "The cruciatus curse is the worst of all unforgivables. Its not numbing like the imperio, nor quick and fast like the killing curse. Its a curse that brings out the worst thing every living creature in this planet fears, the most raw of all feelings which is pain".

Iracebeth focused on his words quietly.

"And when your faced with such agonizing pain, there is nothing else to focus on. Its jsut pure hell and no escpaing it until whoever casts that spell feels merciful enough to give a break however short it is. Its inhumane".

"I am sorry Ominis" Iracebeth wanted to apologize over and over, she didnt know for what. But the mere knowledge he has on this topic said a lot about his experience. And it wasnt by any means pleasant.

" No, I am sorry you had to go through with it. It must have been extremely unpleasant. As for Sebastian, the only reason I am going along with is to stop him from doing anything stupid and for Anne. I still went into that sciptorium on my own accord, so there's no need to feel sorry Icrabeth. Thank you for your words, I appreciate it, truly"

The girl beamed at his words, her heart beating erractically at his accptance of her apology.

"Very well then, I am glad" she replied softly and went back to plotting her plant with the biggest smile on her face.

<___________________>

Herbology class was dismissed and everyone started pack their things and leave.

Icrabeth figured now was her time to ask Ominis before any other distractions took place.

"Ominis, before you leave I was hoping to ask you something"

The young boy stopped what he was doing and gazed at hwr direction.

"What is it"?

"Well, I know now that you can speak Parseltongue and was wondering if you could help me with something" Iracebeth asked nervously.

Ominis furrowed his brows at the mention of his rare ability.

"So you see... theres there little den of snakes at the edge of the forbidden forest, and recently the poachers have been very agressive in capturing them since they are in such an easy place to spot. Since you can speak snake I was hoping you could communicate them to them about the poachers and hopefully wr remove them to another home"

Ominis looked at the girl with wide eyes expecting anything except that request. "You want ME, to go with you to the forbidden forest to speak parseltongue to snakes and convince them to move out of their homes"

Iracebth giggled at his tone "Well anything sounds crazy when you say it like that but...yes. Also correction the den is actually on the edge of the forest, not IN the forest. So we won't be making any trips into the forest"

Ominis stayed silent as if still trying to comprehend what she was asking.

"But..that's still too dangerous. There could poachers near the area and-"

"Andddd I am sure those poachers will be no match for us. Come one Ominis, please. Those poor snakes are getting snatched constantly and used for horrible things. I know..snakes look scary but they terribly misunderstood creatures"

Something suddenly tugged at Ominis's heart upon hearing that statement. Hes not met someone yet who understood understood the mistreatment snakes get sometimes let alone protect them from poachers. Besides being afraid nobody would really care or have the heart to.

"You truly want to help those snakes"? Ominis found himself asking.

Iracebeth nodded " I do. I had no idea how at first, but since you speak parseltongue, I thought this is the perfect opportunity"

Ominis couldn't help but sigh before smiling at the girl intentions. "Very well, but under one condition, if anything happens that puts us potentially in danger, we will leave immediately"

The girl nodded her head "Very well, come on we should head out now before it gets dark"!

Iracebeth instinctively grabbed Ominis arms and began to run towards the north exit dragging Ominis with her.

If it was anyone else Ominis would probably give them a piece of his mind about grabbing him like that, but all he could do now was focus on the warmth of her hold, gentle but firm, and try to ignore the blush creeping up on his face.

<__________________________>

The two students soon arrived at the den. There were multiple holes besides the big roots of the trees and sounds of faint hisses filled their ears.

Iracebth panted looking around "Okay, we arrived before paochers did"

Ominis nodded panting as well from the jog they did all the way from hogwarts.

"The fog from the forest is rolling in and is going to soon approach these dens, but since they are at the edge of the forest, the fog never does well to cover their homes making them easily visible any who wishes to do them harm" Iracebeth explained.

Ominis nodded a bit impressed at her acute observation.

"We are going to have to convince the snakes to move further into the forest west of here. Its not that far, and there is a place thats perfect for them, theres plenty of space, resources, and its hidden, " Iracebeth smiled, giving Ominis hand a gentle squeeze.

Ominis realized they were still holding hands and tensed at her little gesture. It seemed she was oblivious and too focused at the task at hand to notice her thumb rubbing little circles on his hand.

He bit his lips to contain his smile and breathed a small laugh.

" Alright, tell me where the dens are"

Iracabeth frowned before looking upon the dens, realizing the snakes would not be firendly to outsiders.

"Well, before we do that, how exactly do you think we should approach-"

"Leave that to me, just take me close enough where my voice can be heard, and stay close to me. Dont make any suddent movements, " he warned.

Ominis confidence gave the girl assurance as she led him near the dens and crouched down to face them, giving Ominis the cue to crouch down at well.

Ominis exhaled deeply before opening his mouth, and all she heard was the echo of his hiss, entranced by the way his lips moved and prounced the difficult language that she could not comprehend by any means.

Soon, she noticed little black snakes poke their head out of their dens before hissing at them.

She tensed, scooching closer to Ominis, who squeezed her hand in instinctively.

Ominis spoke a little more of pareseltongue before he looked to the Iracebeth.

He smiled "They are ready to move, they say they know the place you speak of and will head there right now"

Iracebeth gasped in delight before hurridly wrapping her arms around his neck and suddenly knocking him to the ground.

Ominis taken a back quickly wrapped his around her waist in order to stop her fall.

It seems today she just couldn't stop surprising him.

Iracebeth quickly realized what she had done and jolted back.

"Oh sorry! I just- I got a little too excited" she smiled sheepishly at him.

Ominis laughed before shaking his head "Its alright. I am just glad they decided to move. " His free hand reached up to find her face before tugging a stray hair behind her ears. "And it's all thanks to you, little dove."

He spoke the last two words in parseltongue and sensed the girls confusion when he felt her head tilt a little. Ominis smirked, a little grateful she didn't know pareseltongue. It just gave him the excuse to call her that name without her knowing about it.

Blushing madly, Iracebeth noticed their proximity. The warmth of his hand on her waist seeped through her uniform vest. His fingers were featherlight on her cheeks.

She licked her lips, secretly grateful he couldn't see her face right now.

Ominis wasnt oblivious. He knew what he was doing, but he couldnt help it. Why was she so endearing to him right now.

Perhaps it was her kindness with the snakes, or her concerns about his well-being after taking a curse, or the way she felt warm against his hands.

It was baffling since the last thing he expected was anything that has been happening today.

Before he knew his hand reached out, he touched her face. Iracebeth looked to him in anticipation, slightly trembling under his touch.

" I know this is sudden, but if you will allow it, could I touch your face? I usually do so to people to get a feel for how they look. You can deny if you want to, though. I dont want to make you uncomfortable" Ominis figured after all this time he never got the chance to feel for how she looked. Not that there were many instances where he felt the need to, but after today, he definitely had to.

Iracebeth smiled at his request. "I dont mind, just dont be disappointed". The girl jests but she was now faced with the insequerity that he might not find her features attractive.

After all this was the first boy she had ever been this close with. And while his request completely normal given his circumstance, she couldnt help but feel the intimacy of it.

Instead of replying to Iraceth, Ominis opted to frown instead at her comment and reached out to trace his hands against her skin, feeling a small mole on the left side of her chin, instantly making him smile. His thump traced over her soft lips, not missingthe little gasp Iracebeth gave.

His other hand gently traced over her eyes feeling her long, straight lashes.

Iracebeth tried not to shiver under his touches. This felt completely new to her, so she just stayed deathly still.

Ominis loved the feel of her skin, it was a little cold from the chilly air, smooth and felt perfect for a kiss-

His thoughts halted when he realized what he was thinking. He should withdraw his hand by now, but somehow kept them longer than necessary.

"Beautiful" he whispered.

Iracebeth, who up until now has been closing her eyes, snapped them open at the comment, which she didnt fail to hear and Ominis must have sensed it too.

Quickly withdrawing his hand he got up and began to draw his wand out.

He offered her hand to the girl still on the ground with a small smile when she immediately took it.

"Is it almost night now" He asked.

"No, we still have a two hours before dusk falls".

"Good, what say instead of running back to the castle this time you and I take a nice stroll back, its a lovely day"

Icrabeth hummed "I say thats a brillant idea"

Still hand in hand, the pair began to walk down the hill back to the castle.

"So...whats your favorite shop at hogsmede"?

Ominis laughed at the sudden question "Pft what"?

For some reason, the shyness the girl got earlier with him was gone. Right now, she was focused on the nice stroll and talking to the boy whom she found intriguing since her first day in hogwarts.

"I for one absolutely adore Honeydukes. Their toffee fudge was the candy I ate at my first day here and I. Was. Floored! I mean how could anything taste that decadent...."

Ircabeth kept rambling about toffee fudge while Ominis smile turned to a grin as he looked at her in adoration.

His trip to the scriptorium was completely forgotten at this point. All he could focus on was the beautiful voice of this girl who managed to single handedly make him feel peace and relaxation. Something he hasnt felt in a long time since Anne left and sebastian drifting away.

If he could bottle this moment up and keep it with him for the rest of his life, he would in a heartbeat. For now, he was just savoring every moment as two walked off in the sunset back to the castle.

[lateleviathan]

just finished pretty cure splash star and goddamn did this show stick the landing. the whole season really just felt like the writers saying "okay we've done this twice already, we know what we're doing now"

(info dump below the cut)

basically every aspect of the show was refined from futari wa and max heart, especially the fights. the fights in futari/max could be good but they tended to have the problem of nagisa and honoka just whipping out the marble screw whenever they wanted and winning instantly, making every fight feel like this.

(there were exceptions, like the final fight against poisony where she kept dodging so they had to use her hair as conductor to finally hit her. that fight impressed me so much its permanently burned into my brain).

splash star sidesteps this question almost completely by always having saki and mai be winning BEFORE they use their finisher. they have to create an opening or the splash blast wont hit, which makes each episode's monster of the week fight that much more interesting. (though in the second half of the show they do have a similar problem with their super forms, where moop and foop sometimes just forget they exist to be power ups until the writer decides pretty cure is done getting their asses kicked, making every other fight feel like this)

the villain minions were also consistently interesting, as opposed to futari wa where the first set of villains were interesting but the set in the second half were boring as hell, or max heart where the villains were better than the second half of its predecessor but still pretty boring for the most part. it also helped that the villains were rolled out one at a time and were the only threat until they were killed, at which point the heroes could restore one of the fountains. this really helped to give the series a sense of progression because something tangible was being accomplished every 7 or so episodes. futari wa had this in the first half with the prism stones, but completely lacked that in the second half. max heart tried to do this with the heartiels but they were so disconnected from the villains that they felt more like a side plot as opposed to like the point of the show. it also made it fun when the last batch of episodes had them all revive and team up and we finally got to see how they played off of each other as teammates. that bossrush finale really let splash star have its cake and eat it too in that regard.

also michiru and kaoru are just a way better version of kiriya, like that whole plot was just so much more thought out and satisfying. i still have no idea whats going on with kiriya after his "death" but michiru and kaoru had me crying in the last episode. their addition to the team in the last 8 episodes really felt like practice for the bigger group fight the franchise would focus on going forward, and you can tell from the choreography that they didn't really know what to do with double the heroes. thankfully they figured it out for the final battle. (awkward team choreography pictured below)

speaking of, goddamn those last 2 episodes really were just dragon ball z with magical girls, down to the big bad growing super muscley when he powers up to 100%. this is not a complaint, in fact its high praise that they did this while still feeling congruent with the rest of the show. honestly, i was on the edge of my seat the whole time. like max heart's finale blew me away and i think this was at least on par with that.

all that said, i do think saki and mai are weaker characters than nagisa and honoka. i dont hate them, in fact i grew to love them and am sad to see them go, but they still didnt quite measure up.

for mai it doesn't feel like she gets a lot to do outside of being saki's friend. like she joins the art club but thats only relevant in two maybe three episodes, as opposed to honoka's science club which probably had 6 or more episodes per show (though maybe im misremembering). i thought her being an artsy girl as opposed to honoka's stem girl swag would help differentiate the two, and her art in general does come up often enough, but she still plays the smarter, quieter one next to saki so it doesn't really change much of the protag pair's dynamic.

saki feels even more like nagisa, basically all their personality traits are identical. sporty, big eaters, has the obligatory straight crush, kinda dumb but social and fun. really the biggest difference is that saki isnt as good at her chosen sport (and i love that her team loses the championship, great episode, but even getting to the championship makes this distinction smaller). i like her obligatory hetero crush slightly more if only because it gets less attention than nagisa's, with i think only three dedicated episodes (that said, he should have had a girlfriend instead of it being a fakeout. they dont actually get together anyway and it would have made a good pair with the championship episode for the theme of "you dont always get what you want but thats okay").

still i think splash star was a stronger show overall than futari wa or max heart. i think those first two had a few higher highs, but splash star had less lows. its more consistently good.

so if you for some reason read all this but haven't watched Pretty Cure Splash Star, i definitely recommend it if you enjoy kids' shows. honestly its probably even better if you haven't watched the original futari wa pretty cure, since my main complaints were it not differentiating itself enough from its predecessors.

now to see how yes precure 5 stacks up

[acaciapines]

nano day twenty

words today: 5393

words total: 48360

well i was um. not expecting to write that many words lol. i didnt think it would be!! that long of chapter end!! it was two scenes!! what the fuck!!

the answer is i had way to much fun writing for an early golden guard lol. that will probably be condensed in editing. but whatever!! i had fun today!! tomorrow i get to start king's last chapter!

might be his. last pov chapter in the entire story actually. im not sure if he'll get a pov in watching and dreaming. (bc right now the roster is luzmari 100%, collector and firefly and hunter are getting at least one pov, no idea about the others.). that'll be bittersweet to write.

my favorite part of what i wrote today:

“I just want SOMEONE!” he yells at her, and around him the air crackles with magic, like fizzing popping exploding bursts of stardust that singe against him. “King left! Philip left! The bully and my siblings and everybody left, and nobody! Ever! STAYS!” When he lunges an arc of stardust cracklebooms right in front of the owl’s face. She does not flinch away, even when the smoke clears and there’s a trail of ash smeared across her beak. The burn is heavy in their throat. Their breaths come out ragged. There’s bits of sharp golden not-blood pooling up underneath their nails. Grr-click-growl chirps at him soft, and her stardust reaches for him. C’mere you. He collapses to his knees where he stands. He’s not so sure what happens next. The owl finally moves. Slowly like each step hurts she leaves the barless cage and comes out the door and to him in the hallway and he didn’t even know he got so far away but she picks him up carefully, turns, and goes all the way back. Places him in her nest of sticks and twigs and bits of blanket, turns twice and sets down gently on top of him. Not crushing-heavy. But present-heavy. His fingers twitch and find one of her talons. “King’s wrong,” he sniffs into her, and she leans down, and watches him with wide, unblinking, dark eyes. “Right?” She nuzzles his face. She doesn’t say yes.

[blehcupidd]

Jealous Girl

Chapter Seventeen

Xavier Thorpe x fem!oc

A/n: Taken from my Wattpad made at the beginning of 2023, some written mistakes and i had a note about what happen with Percy Hanes White, that note will put put at the end of this chapter.

Also ignore mistakes please i wrote this whilst looking at the tv show so if it says that someone looks at something but it didnt state what, ignore it im sorry.

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

It was Wednesdays birthday. Thing had let it slip to Évangéline few days prior. It was Enid's job to lure Wednesday to Crackstones crypt, and everyone to set up. Évangéline was worried on what Wednesday would say, she could guess the girl didn't want to have all these people celebrating her. Holding the 'death' cake, with the pink balloon, Évangéline took a deep breath.

The small murmuring of Enid and Wednesday could be heard outside. The room instantly went quiet, finding their hiding spaces. All was fine, until Ajax coughed.

"Whoever you are, show yourself." Wednesday pointed her torch around, looking for the culprit. "Try anything and you'll lose limbs."

"Surprise!" Everyone spoke, coming out of their hiding space. A chorus of the song Happy Birthday began as Évangéline walked towards Wednesday with a cake, offering a sorry smile.

Looking towards Thing, Wednesday saw the party hat and the moving of a finger, pretending to be orchestrating the song.

"I should have know you were behind this." Thing 'looked' downwards in sorrow. "What part of 'No party under the penalty of death' do you not understand?"

"I thought my cake design was pretty inspired." Xavier interrupted Wednesday reprimanding thing.

"The pink balloon was me and Evan." Enid spoke, smiling and nodding with Évangéline. "Why don't you make a wish?"

Wednesday gave a death stare to the cake and Thing. "Wait, it's Latin." Wednesday shone a light onto some lain carvings. "Fire will rain... when k rise."

"That's not really a wish." Enid deep panned, not seeing what Wednesday was fixated on.

"The first part of that was burned into Nevermore's lawn." Évangéline spoke towards Wednesday.

"It can't be a coincidence." The dark haired girl looked backwards.

"Wait, we're never eating that cake, are we?" Ajax asked, everyone was quietly watching Wednesday. She started to have a vision.

Seeing the girl lean all the way backwards, she pushed the cake into the closest person, this person being Xavier, and went to go catch Wednesday.

Everyone had turned their eyes to Évangéline, almost silently asking what's going on. The only look that didn't question her was Xavier.

Évangéline was looking for Wednesday, wanting to ask her about her vision. She had found her darker haired companion staring at the extinguished 'Fire will rain'.

"Wednesday!" At the sound of her name she looked behind, seeing the pink and brown haired girl quickening her pace. "What happened in your vision, last night?" She questioned, quieting her voice when she get nearer.

"I would rather not disclose." Wednesday's eyes darted to their fellow pupils, "not here at least." The two girls faces the ashy grass, basking in all its 'glory'.

"Last night, in the crypt, you had another vision. Didn't you?" A different voice spoke out of no where, making Évangéline jolt in her space. He whispered a quick sorry, making her heart swell in its place.

"I didn't realise we were back on speaking terms." Wednesday replied, eyes trained on the grass. Évangéline looked between Xavier and Wednesday and excused herself, seeing as if what they were about to talk about was a private matter.

Évangéline had finished her classes for the day and was wondering the castle. Her school had always been a place to intrigue her. Ever since she first attended, she knew she could get lost in her own thoughts as they echoed through her head and corridors of Nevermore. Her silence was interrupted by a tall dirty blonde.

"Évangéline," It was twice today Évangéline had seen Xavier. To her, it was odd. Throughout all their years in Nevermore, Xavier had never payed attention to her. To Évangéline, he would always brush over the fact that she was present. After years of pining, she was so close to succeeding. She wouldn't even be mad if they never became 'boyfriend and girlfriend', she would be content even just as friends.

"Hi!" At the sound of that she realised she was being to enthusiastic for this time of night. Clearing her throat, she started again, "Hi, Xavier." She sounded a lot calmer now, although she didn't feel it. She felt as it her stomach was doing jumping jacks and her heart wanted to crawl it's way up her throat.

The awkward tension between Évangéline and Xavier could be clearly cut with a blunt spoon. Neither of them knew what to say, Xavier had no idea what he was going to say to her. He knew he was finished when she turned and widened her eyes at the first 'hi'.

The clicking of heels were heard down the hall, breaking Xavier and Évangéline break out of silence. He clicking of heels was almost used as a refresher for Xavier, as now he knew what he was going to ask.

"Do you, uh, like art." He held the bale of his neck as he looked down awaiting an answer from the girl.

Meanwhile, Évangéline could only think of the drawing she had seen that one night in his room. "Yeah, I love it!" That was the truth, kind of. She liked looking at art and people doing art. Drawing was a no go for her. The only art form she could do was creative writing, and that wasn't even as visual as a painting would be. She could create pictures in the form of words just fine, but Xavier didn't have to know that.

Xavier did know that. "Well, I have this art shed. And I was wondering if you wanted to hang out, there, sometime?"  He had a bashful look in his eyes as he looked at the shorter girl, awaiting and answer.

"Of course, I would love that!" She smiled, seeing his smile as well.

[trenchgardens-ooc-ooc-ooc-ooc]

Moss seaweed apple!

Moss! Would i kiss them.

Perpep Pepnep - maybe "Oftcas" Niptur - maybe

Detheo Ordeor - maybe Detheo Niptur - maybe

Somati Visoma - probably not The Sanguine, Ur-Clown, Ur-Crane - probably not

Declan "Bluebell" Ferics - probably not The Halfiron - probably not

The SetMedic "Azokie" Axilla - probably not Plexus Axilla - maybe

The Hungjury - most likely not Dlicti Secutu - maybe

Calixtus - yes

The Critical - most likely not Tirent Bawurz - probably not

Bucket Gemnat - yes The Pailborn - yes

Feralone- yes Banyet Cleeaw - yes

Oomani Cartor - probably yes The ShortOut - yes

The Unstrung - yes Qadrum Tunead - yeag

Borrel Brunze - probably The Bullkill - maybe

The Dittched - yes ###### - also yes

Seaweed! What are they most self concious about?

Perpep Pepnep - The stunting. She hates it a lot, that she's always going to be just "worse" than other people, the way she sees it right now. She hates that she cant form the only kind of relationship shes ever had, i.e. the fucked up quad thing she has with her culler, with anyone she knows for reasons that she didnt know she was unnacceptable in, i.e. age, that the whole world works on a ruleset that she was never told about. Why does age matter now when it didnt then type beat, he's twice her age. People say that older people are more mature so it would be a power imbalance but she feels uniquely less grown up than literally anyone she knows. it makes her want to just go back, since it would be easier and safer and she would maybe be happier, at least she thinks so, if she could go back to the life she had before people wouldnt be telling her the only person shes ever knwn and her closest friend and lover is a monster. She had the bandage ripped off and it took the skin with it, but the skins necrotic, just putting the bandage back on would be worse, and you couldn't've worn it forever "Oftcas" Niptur - Ironically, also kind of similar. Not stunting though, that she never had the chance to be a kid, and that she's now the oldest person in any given room. Tv always shows teens having like romances dates and coming come to their lusus or having grill outs or whatever, she never got that. She only really even talks to a peer ever though i guess talk is the wrong word because the halfiron is almost fully nonverbal. Her psionics are tuned towards social environments, she gets *lonely*. Its why she hangs out at the hospital so much, its a huge group of people she can be around. but even when she was able to go out in public without wearing a ghillie suit or a lusus fur cloak she couldnt get close to people, not intimately. if anyone saw her gills- the ones she didnt burn fused- the ones on her ribs, dead. and forget pailing. Someone would have to really not know what olive is supposed to look like to not notice... maybe she tried tattooing her bits olive like she did with her scars... hm. She's an intersex analogue and a trans analogue. She does what she has to to survive. On Continua, Detheo B is gonna have a lot of work once he's in a state to start holding up the pale side of the whatever they have. Sixty years of unpacking once she can finally let out that held breath. Twenty eight sweeps of sawing parts of herself off so her hexagon can fit the square hole.

Detheo Ordeor - His facade. He considers the ... pet regressed? version of himself he indulges in in the garden to be the real him. He hates talking, he hates people. Detheo Ordeor is a character he plays. And he fucking hates that guy. Detheo Niptur - His baby face. Not lacking facial hair-- i mean not Not lacking facial hair, but its not weird for his age for that-- He's small, both naturally and due to the stress he went through when he was hiveless he's just gonna be small. like forevver, it knocked a few inches off his already short stature. Hell on Beforus where he had really soft life when it comes to basic needs like that Perpeps half his age and still taller than him. He. Hates. being underestimated. He's not that scared prawn anymore- he spars with an adult troll and he wins more often than any other she spars with. The fastest way to die around him is to act like he isnt a threat. It frenzies him. It. Pisses. Him. Off.

Somati Visoma - the way his mutations made his proportions wrong. he's the height of an adult purple at nine sweeps, but he didnt grow normally, his skull is taller for one, hands and feet are bigger, the gigantism is most obvious in places with many small bones, because they all keep growing. Its why he wears baggy clothes. He also feels useless. His culler puts a lot of work into being sunny around him but it just feels fake to him, makes him feel like more of a dead end, like he should do more in return, or hurry up and die so she can get on with her life. The Sanguine, Ur-Clown, Ur-Crane - The same dysmorphia. Probably a bit more acutely, especially as he ages, especially as the ur-clown. it was part of his act when he was in the carnival. When they stopped calling him serial culler and started calling him a cryptid,,, well.

Declan "Bluebell" Ferics - To be honest, probably just their disabilities. Mental ones more than physical but all of it. They're stubborn, they're spiteful, its a cover for how sensitive they are about it. They've been made to feel like shit for needing accommodations, and their hive is a legal trial of overthinking pseudo laws. They have to justify anything they want with legal precedent. The Halfiron - Atrocious bedside manner. Thats whats plexus is for.

The SetMedic "Azokie" Axilla - She transitioned late. She's butch but shes not very confident in her femininity yet. Most self conscious about her boobs i think Plexus Axilla - Her blood. Her appearance. Her blood. She hates it. So much. It and everything it represents, every obvious fuckup she did that would have gotten a burgundy killed, every lowblood patient who died for no fucking reason, its the part of her she hates most.

The Hungjury - God... I have no idea. Dlicti Secutu - The scars. Specifically the mouth scar and her manacle and collar scars... and that little :c) scar on her right bicep. And a few others under her clothes. She doesn't fault herself for them and her rational brain doesn't hold them against her and knows on principle that she shouldnt let herself feel ashamed of them, but. she doesn't like looking at them. She has to trust you a lot to feel comfortable with someone looking at them too closely.

Calixtus - Lack of identity. Cali doesn't feel like they have an internal life. They've debated the idea that maybe they're a philosophical zombie, nothing behind the eyes. They don't know if its a mediator cherub thing or just something 'broken' with them, but they. hate talking about themself. a lot.

The Critical - Lack of friends, lack of quadmates. Tirent Bawurz - ...Also that. In the dream bubbles he feels violated, knowing his murderer and his first ghost companion saw his face unpainted. not the same as self conciousness but. yeah. He's very self concious. just in general.

Bucket Gemnat - Yes. Everything. All the time. She's self concious about her horn shape, her name, her transness, her caste, her 'failing to pass,' her 'horrible personality,' her lack of energy, her cruel friends. Her intrusive thoughts. The Pailborn - Everything the same as on Beforus.

Feralone - Her kind of inability to exist in society. Banyet Cleeaw - Gender dysphoria. She's cis, but she never thought she looked enough like a girl, being hairy, flat, and stocky. She channels this into her music.

Oomani Cartor - Oomani struggles with. everything after her violent burnout, but he just doesn't take care of herself. She's sensitive about "how far hes fallen" going from a psion prodigy to legally incompetent. Even without the dissorder she would be depressed right now. No wonder his culler needs to use jedi mind tricks to get her to shower. The ShortOut - The Short Out is dead... if ghosts keep their mental dissabilities then she'd also be. uh. kind of. braindead as a ghost. The same thing that happened to Oomani happened to the ShortOut, but alternian implants are more invasive, not intended to let you be a person who can leave at will, so she got off a lot worse. he got off a lot worse...

The Unstrung - He's self concious about being a stoner hippie. A failure by traditional values. He always kind of feels like he failed his lusus. Qadrum Tunead - Ditto. Universal constant.

Borrel Brunze - She's hard of hearing due to a tbi and cant volume control, shes. sensitive about that. The Bullkill - Having to kill lusii. Its literally her job, she hates it like a lot. She wishes she could use anything other than a bolt gun.

The Dittched - Ditto as their Alt self, but with extra cullee trauma. ###### - Their 'broken brain.' Their lusus abandoned them and they starved as a wriggler too young to hunt, they ate sopor to fill their stomach and it rotted their brain and rotted their stomach. They aren't doing well, even now that they can lay traps. Some days its hard to resist getting back on sopor just cause at least then they'd feel less, even as it destroys them.

Seaweed ! Favorite lie.

Perpep Pepnep - That she was never abused. "Oftcas" Niptur - The plausible deniability that her policy of cutting ties with proteges once they're self sufficient gives her, so she doesn't have to know if they die.

Detheo Ordeor - That he has never abused her. Detheo Niptur - "Short people are more dangerous cause we're closer to hell" or maybe "you know seadwellers are poisonous?" theyre more of jokes but he finds them so funny that he wrote them on some of his communication cards

Somati Visoma - That if he doesn't think about it it will be easier. That he can forget he's dying. The Sanguine, Ur-Clown, Ur-Crane - I don't know if he has one. Seer of Doom means he's not often wrong about things... He has a comfortable delusion he indulges in, sleep, omori style, but its not a lie, really.

Declan "Bluebell" Ferics - Ferics hates lies as nearly much as Perpep. The Halfiron - all of the lies that hide the hospital from prying eyes.

The SetMedic "Azokie" Axilla - The dark carnival, the afterlife. It comforts her even distanced from her faith as she is to think her cullee could exist happily after death. Plexus Axilla - Her identity as One One One, or Onthri her work persona.

The Hungjury - "Justice is blind" Dlicti Secutu - That eating watermelon seeds makes them grow in your stomach.

Calixtus - Everything will be okay.

The Critical - Purple Supremacy Tirent Bawurz - probably also that.

Bucket Gemnat - Escapism, she indulges it a lot. The Pailborn - Also that. Bucket doesn't change much across dimensions.

Feralone - I have no idea Banyet Cleeaw - I have literally no idea

Oomani Cartor - Miketrap. the fnaf theory. its funny to him. The ShortOut - uh...

The Unstrung - ancient aliens Qadrum Tunead - conspiracy theories

Borrel Brunze - ??? The Bullkill - That its more peaceful to use a bolt-gun.

The Dittched - That their lusus was killed, that they didnt leave on purpose. ###### - ditto.

[evadingreallife]

@kamijoxversailles you want to go? I can do this all day.

I never had lapsang souchong (i dont think so at least), and yes actually i misspoke and meant earthy for the pu'er. Specifically the yunnan pu'er shu i have at home. I like it a lot and it's got a very specific taste. I assume it's a commonality between pu'er but i havent tasted many.

I do not like earl grey nor anything else that has come into contact with bergamot. In fact, i hate bergamot with the passion of a thousand burning suns. That's a character flaw im afraid, and i wont budge.

Of course i meant loose leaves whenever possible. Loose leaves got me in a chokehold and refuse to let me go back to tea bags. Peace was never an option.

As for water temperature, i try to keep it within the recommended range they usually give you when you buy loose tea leaves, but i do ad lib it a lot when the mood strikes (or look it up online and find 10 different results lol). Generally tho it's between 70-85 for green teas depending on the variety and how much i want it to be strong and 90-ish for blacks and pu'er, even tho sometimes i go lower for a more mellow flavour. 95 or whatever for herbal blends and ofc 70 or lower for whites. Brewing times tend to be however much i think it's going to be required, unless i forget it and oversteep the leaves lmao. Usually a minute-ish (?) with blacks and greens, but it varies. And ofc i wash out the leaves first. And i usually brew it at least twice or more depending.

Anyways usually my teas are long jing or jasmine green tea, yunnan dianhong if im feeling in the mood for black tea or my aforementioned pu'er. I have a Mystery Tea that a friend gifted me that she swears it's a green tea but i actually think it's a yellow one because it's really mellow, but i cant be sure. I do have some tieguanyin too and a white monkey, but i do not drink them as much. I have some assam tea but its just kind of sitting there forgotten bc it feels too strong a flavour no matter how little i brew it, and a vietnamese green tea that tastes like spinach is i oversteep it. Weird. I had a laaarge bag of qimen and some yinzhen that i struggled to finish and i never want to drink qimen ever again now but that's it. And i hate hate hate bi luo chun, but that may be because i didnt know how to steep it yet back when i had it. I have a bag of kukicha that's pretty neat, even tho i get the feeling it's a weird tea choice bc it's not leaf based.

I have no idea what tung ting is tbh, and im not the biggest sencha fan, but i could be moved to give them a first or second try. Whenever i had it i havent liked matcha at all but that could be because maybe ive never had it properly brewed so im reserving judgement on that one.

Which kind of yunnan tea did you mean tho? I have at least two teas that have yunnan in their name by virtue of being from the yunnan region, so im a bit lost there.

We call rooibos tea in my language even tho it's not, so that's why it's on there (and i dont like the flavour, what can i do), and by fruity teas i dont mean herbal blends i mean specifically those tea blends that have fruit flavours mixed inside. Ew. No. Just no. For context: i was that kid that hated candies and chewing gum and any and all "artificial fruit flavour" ever. Fruit flavoured teas just are an all around bad experience to me.

Now, that's different from herbal blends in my books, specifically because i am all for plants and flowers releasing flavours in my hot water, and that's what i mean by herbal blends. Idk if it has another name in english. May be infusions? No idea. Anyways in my home we are devout chamomile drinkers and any and all herbal blends we come across tbh. Chrysantemum anyone? Just me? I blame that one on my study period abroad.

Oh and i dont like to drink tea with milk bc i prefer the taste of plain tea (no sugar no nothing ofc, that should be obvious at this point). I do drink milk tea on occasion (the occasion being me going to a boba place with friends and not wanting the boba part so i can only get the milk tea part) but i dont like it much so i dont go out of my way to get it. And i hate tapioca pearls, sorry not sorry. It links back to me hating candies and gummies unfortunately. And it's not as if i can get plain tea there bc those shops here tend to have really really strong (and bitter!) tea so it can better complement the milk. Or something. Not a fun drink at all.

Ive never had masala chai nor any other indian tea variations so i cant say anything in favour or against that.

Hmmmm that's it for my Tea Opinions? Yea that's it. For now.

(yes im coming for yall)

[jeeezzzlouise]

THIS IS WHY I SHOULD BE CAST AS DELIRIUM

I share a crazy lot things with Delirium. I see myself in her with out having to augment myself to fit. Honestly I can make a list, and I sort of have. I wrote to Neil Gaimen in general about my love for the character (like everyday for a month with, yuck, felt very cringe but it's hard to cut through the white noise of socialmedia) and then season two was announced. So I sent my letter to his people, and they said to send an audition tape. I had my agency send it for me but I probably would have done that even if they didnt ask.

Anyway back to that list I was talking about:

1. I look crazy similar to her depiction in the comics. And yes, I did dye my hair twice and buzz cut it off for the audition because Del's hair changes so often. And yeah, I do kinda look like a hedgehog now that the buzzcut is growing out. Thanks for asking. But I know that is not enough...

2. My acting ability. I've studied cinematography and worked in the industry. I have a natural talent for acting and I always have. But for the love of Liza Minnelli can a girl not get a gig in this town?! And that's an entire topic on it's own which I wont get into. But like Liza would say, I got the chops kid don't you worry.

3. I am the youngest of six, three boys, three girls. (Guess my folks just really like to equal out the odds) And frankly that dinner scene hits closer to home than I care to admit.

4. I've come out of a six year long depression. I  know what it means to feel totally lost and with out hope. I see the much darker side of Delirium and I understand it. She said once "what if it gets worse?" As she melted down and cried on the floor. And I had never seen such a clear personification of my own fear when I was really struggeling. I would have given anything to not feel like that and she would too. I experienced a lot of brain fog in the worst of my depression and I see her frustration and anxiety around not remembering things/ forgetting  and how that influences her speach and body language. It hits hard when your brain and your body is out of sink and that frustration, anger and hurt is indescribable.

5. Neurodivergence. You can't tell me she's neurotypical. At the very least she has ADHD... because same. And btw, her sentances are not jibberish, she just thinks faster than what she can talk. And with many different thoughts crossing her mind at  once, it can get a little jumbled... and that's on Neurodivergence. Also the way she describes people/things feels close to my synesthesia. My favorite example is when she says a cop is mean and feels like he has bugs all over him (and then makes him believe it) makes sense to me because people just feel like that sometimes! It's hard to describe, you just feel it and it can sometimes it make sense but mostly it doesnt. So yeah, that's synesthesia for you.

6. She never stopped being Delight and neither did I. She is very brave... In her own way. It's very difficult to remain so open, curious and wonderful when in contrast your faced with a lot of sorrow and pain. I dont think it's a coincidence that she remained similar to delight. It would be easier to let that version of herself die and become completely something different. But she continuously fights to keep it, and so do I.

There is more i could say but I will spare you all. If you want to see my audition tape it's on youtube, because I have no shame I will not rest until I have explored every possible avenue of comunication also I'm terrified they cast somone for the name and not the talent and ifthathappensiwillflytohollywoodandeggneil'scastinfagent'scarsohelpmegodiwillfightwithmylastdieingbreath. But mostly I have this gut feeling like this is something I am meant to do... 

and no matter how much I embarrass myself by putting myself out there, I have to try. It's like I have no other option but to succeed or crash and burn in a bonfire of my own creation.

Anyway... thanks for reading... and you better say something nice to me or I will cry.

[tinyplanetss]

oh no im thinkin about valira again

[lavender-at-heart]

could u do dating bella swan as a werewolf!fem!reader?<33 loved your galadriel headcanons

𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎 𝐷𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑛�� 𝑎 𝑊𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑜𝑙𝑓:

Pairing: Bella Swan x fem!werewolf!reader

Warnings: a bit angsty

Notes: tysm for the request your so sweet! Sorry this took a little while to get out btw. Requests are open and feedback is welcomed and encouraged!

- Coco ❤️

You were Jacobs cousin but spent most of your time with him and Billy rather than your family.

You had seen/met Bella once or twice but you were very little and don't remember much

But you have met Charlie Swan, he always seemed like a nice man and often invited you and your family over to watch a baseball game.

When news of the infamous Bellas moving to Forks you were relatively unfazed.

But Jacob was chomping at the bit to get to know her.

You met her the same time jacob did and it was hard to watch the two interact, but she seemed sweet(and very pretty).

Unlike your cousin you actually attended Forks high-school, it was closer to home.

You noticed Bella was a bit shy and socially awkward so you invited her into your friend group and hit it off well.

And when she started taking a interest in a certain blood sucking freak you were sure to steer her in the right direction.

And she listened to your advice

For three days.

She had said some bs about how you wouldn't be able to change her mind about seeing him so it's not worth the fight. And you gave up because you rlly wanted things to work between the two of you.

And you didn't really mind, I mean yes it was dangerous but Bella could take care of herself[and the fact that you had a real big crush on her]. You didn't mind that is until she started ditching you.

"Oh sorry y/n I can't tonight... I'm going to the movies with Edward"

Or "I promised Edward I'd study with him, can't jacob help you?"

It hurt you to say the least and Bella was so blinded by her crush for Edward she didnt even notice.

By Bellas birthday your relationship had practically withered away but you still got her a present. A handmade booksleeve in her favorite colour.

And then...the accident happened. The Cullens left Forks abruptly leaving a heartbroken Bella and a confused town.

You didn't really know what happened but according to Billy, nothing good.

And as selfish as it sounds you were glad you got to get back in touch with her.

You helped her get over her stupid breakup, reminding her that Edward didn't deserve her whatsoever.

You comforted her and let her cry in your arms

You made sure she ate well and got enough sleep

And you even made a bonfire with Jacob and your friends to burn all of Bellas photos, clothing and memories of Edward.

Things were going great until you started distancing yourself.

Making up illnesses and just flat our ignoring her seemed better than the truth, I mean you just couldn't tell her.

She thought that you were ignoring her because of how she treated you before. She felt like a jerk.

So of course when she shows up to Jacobs and demands to see you, things don't go swimmingly.

She finds out and she's...honestly not as shocked as she should have been

" look Bella I understand if you don't wanna talk to me anymore, I'm surprised you can even look at me-"

"Y/n I've already been through the whole my friend is a mythical creature thing. Besides who will I complain about the rain to?"

And then she realized she really did eff up pretty badly with you when she was dating Edward and it wasn't ok.

You were studying- or at least trying to study when you were interrupted by bella throwing rocks at your window.

You looked down onto the yard where she was standing and holding up a sign that read "I KNOW I SHOULD HAVE SAID THIS SOONER BUT WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME? p.s im sorry for being a jerk :(" And a bouquet of your favorite flowers to top it off.

You excitedly nodded and quickly got ready for a impromptu date.

You guys went to a drive in movie, sat in the back of her truck and kissed under the stars~

Ok but Bella would be really good with dates

Like hiking to some obscure spot just cuz there's pretty flowers? It's a no brainer for her

You help her cook for her dad and Charlie loves you like a seccond daughter

You read and stargaze together on her roof

You make picture albums with the camera her dad got her for her birthday.

And she constantly finds she keeps "misplacing" her sweaters and flannels

You guys are really the power couple of Forks no matter what the creepy homophobic old guys say🏋‍♂️

Your families already get along great with each other so there's really no fuss when it comes to that.

Jacob is a little miffed that you "stole" Bella from him but she reassures him that he'd never stand a chance.

You get engaged 2 years after high-school, which seems pretty early but you know you'll never ever find someone as great as bells in Forks

The wedding is small but that's the way you both wanted it

It's in her backyard, in the forest and the reception is at her house.

Ok I lokey hate her wedding dress(no shade if you like it tho!) So let's say she wore this one, it's close enough but much better(in my opinion)!

And ofc u wear whatever u want!

Bella lokey loves wolf version of you, I mean the piggyback rides are insane.

And your just so fluffy, great cuddle material.

You guys have a quiet simple life but it's never boring.

If you decide to have children I'm thanking the God's it won't be named Renesme.

You guys love to cook together and try new recipes

She eventually gets used to the rain and gloom of Forks. It seems to be growing on her tbh

Sometimes you'll be sitting on your bed watching a old movie and both of you will just sit and laugh about what life would gave been like if Edward had stayed in Forks.

[neerisntsure]

also seeing the season's certain male cc's get hyped about and non male cc's get sexism and misogyny instead is infuriating

pearl in double life doing a fun little "lone wolf crazy lady in the woods in her tower" bit was fun and she acted like she was red and with no alliances and it was fun but i noted a lot of hate she got for being her own person and her own individual actions getting scott killed because their lives were connected

cleo in limited life got so much hate for burning down the mansion twice when it literally didnt matter the mansion's inside was never going to be used properly. grian, jimmy and joel already decided to make their base on the top from the beginning so burning it down was fine. but cleo got attacked for it so much (at least from what i was seeing and from conversations i had with people when i'd talk about how funny it was and they'd be all "she pissed me off mehmehmeh"

lizzie had no allies in secret life and her death was all about jimmy and for a few jokes yeah its a little haha that jimmy wasnt out first but her whole area and thing that season was overshadowed by a headcanon/canary curse thing. throughout season's lizzie has been forgotten about when her pov is really fun and i think a lot of people would enjoy it

and now gem in her first season where she did so incredibly well and everything she did to engage with the other players became some argument and point of criticism and misogyny online to the point where she turned off her comments on the finale episode and had to speak about it on twitter

let woman have hobbies and let those hobbies be arson, murder and other various crimes

one point i think the life series community needs to understand with the misogyny and sexism is the major double standard between things that happened in previous seasons vs what gem did in secret life

basically as i was rewatching grian's third life pov yesterday i remembered that thing where grian and scar covered the desert in tnt and planned to kill all the dogwarts guys off (which failed but the intention is the point) and then in the finale there were just attacks and all out fighting

yet people hated when gem had the boogeyman infection in secret life because it was too forced or smth.

secret life was a longer season than most and with christmas coming up and heritcraft season 9 ending it made sense to get more reds on a server and have someone make that happen. the tasks were random (to my knowledge)

the double standard between what gem did with traps, her and pearls teamup, the boogeyman curse is all what she gets hated for but when a male player does things in the life series at the same level of gem's actions its never talked out or made out to be an issue

and i can garentee there's more examples apart from third life and people have stopped realising what the life series "rules" actually are. there are no rules. its a hardcore series where you arent required to be allied with anyone and can abide by what your colour says you can do.

the task said to infect everyone so gem infected everyone. anyone that's actually mad gem did her task honestly isnt worth arguing with but i just wanted to say smth because it makes me so mad that gem had to turn off her comments and deal with blatant misogyny over a minecraft series where she played so incredibly well and was a great pov to watch this season.

[spacedlexi]

i always wondered if you ever read any violentine/twg fanfiction and if you have could you tell us your favorites? Or what tropes would you like to read? Idk I just really like this ship and since there was so little content I could find so i read a lot of shit 💀 but I hold a special care for it since it was one of the first fandoms I entered and finding out Clem was bi meant a lot to me cause you don't see a lot of bi representation that isn't like "I like fucking anything that moves🤩(Yea Im looking at you Elite)”.

So yeah I'd like to hear you thought of fanfiction and stuff.

i tried once or twice but didnt get farther than the first chapter or so on the few i tried 😔 i kinda for the most part stopped reading fic after high school to be fair, so im very particular about what i Do read when it comes to fic now. and on ao3 at least since im afraid of wattpad there really hasnt been anything that held my attention (at least in the past. like i said i havent tried looking in a couple years so who knows). i need plot/character development heavy stuff that i can really sink my teeth into and i didnt really find much of that... and the "tropes" i like are more determined by which characters im applying them to so i dont always like the same ones across the board

someone asked me this question a while ago and i asked for any fic recs at the time but i only got like.. one? im really not sure what the state of twdg fic is like honestly

DESPITE all that tho im still slowly slowly SLOWLY meticulously steadily working on my own oneshot that i WILL FINISH I SWEAR its over 20 pages currently and only like 2/3? done?? and half edited BUT it IS outlined so..... i just have to.. you know..... actually Finish it....

i posted some snippets from it a while ago (HERE) but here's a couple longer ones since ive written about 10 more pages (plus like 5 in outlines) since then. im Really particular about the flow of my writing which is like.. the main reason why i take so long to write.. gotta fix it until it Feels Right

A comfortable silence seemed to settle over them then. The wind outside the shack still blew harshly, whistling against the broken windows. But as the girls sat by the warm glow of the fire, and listened to the crackling of the burning logs, it was enough to melt their tension. At least a bit.

The silence continued until the fire began to dwindle with the last of the logs. "We're going to have to start burning those..." Clementine said as she looked at the loose boards they had kicked aside earlier.

"I got it," Violet said as she stood, not even giving Clementine a chance to move. As she grabbed a board and kicked hard at its center, trying to break it in two, Clementine twisted her mouth. Not at the other girl, but at herself. She was still getting used to her new limitations, and it frustrated her knowing there were just certain things that she couldn't or struggled to do now.

The boards had been sturdy once, but due to age and exposure, they had eroded enough that Violet was able to break them with relative ease. She threw a couple of the pieces on the fire and set the rest by the hearth as she returned to where she had been at Clementine's side. She gave her a soft, reassuring smile as the fire came back to life, and Clementine gave a soft smile in return, breaking her from her thoughts, if only momentarily.

She heaved a sigh as her eyes were drawn back to the missing portion of her left leg. She thought about the trek awaiting them in the morning, and her mouth twisted again. "Ugh, walking through all of that snow is gonna fuck up my leg..."

The soft smile on Violet's face became mischievous. "Don't worry, I can just carry you instead." She said it nonchalantly, but the fluttering in her chest betrayed her.

Clementine quirked her eyebrow in response to the bold statement, smiling skeptically as she laughed "Uh, aha, yeah right."

"What, don't think I can?" Violet responded, the look on her face unbothered by the other girls reaction. "Brody was the one who carried you to the school after you crashed and I'm, like, at least as strong as Brody was."

Clementine's face dropped at the revelation. "Wait-... Brody brought us back?"

"Uh..." Violet hesitated at the change in Clementine's voice. "Yeah... Her and Marlon. She was the only one he would ever take outside the safe zone." She explained, and as an aside to herself said "Huh, guess it makes sense now..."

The playful atmosphere had now quickly disappeared, only to be replaced with a quiet, somber one. In the short time Clementine had to get to know Brody, she felt they had started to become friends. However, there weren’t many good memories made between them, and so Clementine more easily remembered the bad ones.

She could still remember that stormy night in the cellar clearly, could remember the sounds of Brody's inhuman screeching. The hot blood on her hands as she fought against the turned girl for her life. The guilt sinking in her chest like a black hole as she looked over what she had done. What she had to do. Clementine mourned her in the way she mourned everyone else she had lost. And it never got any easier.

Violet watched Clementine as she internally fought through her feelings, and once again regretted her words. She didn't want to think about Brody, either. And felt guilty over unintentionally bringing those awful memories to the surface. Clementine told them what Marlon had done that night, yet never talked about what happened after. But Violet had helped the others with the bodies, had seen what Clementine was forced to do. She remembered the sight clearly, as clearly as she remembered feeling that Marlon got what he deserved.

--

"Maybe we should try to get some sleep before it gets cold in here..." Clementine suggested tentatively.

Violet shifted, stretching her arms out in front of her, catching the last of the heat from the hearth on her fingers. "We should use the bed, then. It'll at least be better than the floor. Plus, there's a blanket."

Violet stood up then, stretching her legs as Clementine looked up at her. "Are you sure that thing isn't completely rotted?"

"It should be okay. We only brought it in here a little over a year ago."

"'We'? Why?"

"Uh-" Violet started at that, averting her eyes. "Um... Minnie and I... we kinda... used to hang out here..."

"Oh..." Clementine wasn't sure what to say to that, but it did confirm her suspicions. So instead, she relented. "Okay."

But she hesitated, looking between her leg and her prosthetic where it still sat propped against the side of the fireplace. "Hmm..." Should she put it back on? The bed wasn't far...

"Here," Violet reached her hand out, noticing the hesitation, "let me help you."

Clementine eyed the outstretched hand, considering her options, and once again twisted her mouth at her new limitations. She kind of hated this. She had done everything on her own for so long, and now...

"C'mon, it's okay."

She looked back and forth between Violet's face and outstretched hand a few times before finally relenting. "...Fine." She really didn't want to lace up her prosthetic just to immediately take it off again.

Clementine took her hand, and Violet helped pull her up to stand. They leaned close as she found her balance, gripping tightly at Violet's shoulder with her free hand. It only took a short moment, and once Clementine stabled herself, her eyes locked with Violet's. They both started a bit when they noticed how close they had become, face to face.

"Aha. Um, you good?" Violet asked, slightly flushed.

"Yeah," Clementine said, hiding her blush better than the other girl. "Thanks."

[master-of-fluff]

For the The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Tumblr Meme asks Kai 1, 6, 7, 14, & 20

What does their bedroom look like?

Kai's bedroom is very minimalistic he's got a dresser and clothes, a desk, a nightstand and a bed. At least that's what it looks like to and outside.

Kai's desk is literally stuffed with drawings and other things from his family that he hoards, he also has a bunch of boxes under his bed with more stuff from everyone/birthday presents.

top of his dresser has literally so much crap he didnt want lloyd and jay to reach falling off it that the little scavengers get the stuff anyways.

6. Eating habits and samples daily menu

Kai literally puts hot sauce on everything, eggs? Hotsauce. Skittles? Oh yeah that definitly needs hot sauce

Daily menu sorta depends on whos cooking but ingrediants are usually bought either on sale or in bulk to save money since theres so many people

So things like eggs, peanut butter, noodles and rice

Ergo things that are made a lot are: eggs of all kinds, curry, fried rice, PB pancakes, noodles with PB sauce, pb sandwiches and thibsg like that

7. Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time:

When Kai actually does decide to waste time he either plays video games or tries learning different dances, his favorite is breakdancing!

however its pretty rare for Kai to waste time on himself, usually only if none of his other siblings are doing anything because he got so used to doing everything for Nya and him that its hard to just, not need to do somethng productive or helpful.

14. Physical abnormaties?

I think aside from the scar above his eye he also has several burns on his hands and arms from both his power and the forge, has chronic pain in his hands, back and some other places.

Also has lots of cut scars everywhere from ninja work and also has phantom pains from some of the worse ones.

Definitely on the short side due to malnourishmente.

permanant eyebags.

I think that aside from Lloyd, Kai has the most stretchmarks, going from slightly starving half to getting more then enough food at the monestary, Kai always did his best to spare Nya from going hungry so she was still sorta malnourished but not as bad.

Once they both got a more steady diets they shot up to full quite a bit and then kai stayed at that height and nya grew a little bit afterwards.

20. Childhood illnesses?

Again kai was pretty malnurished and because of that he got sick a lot in winter, mostly colds and maybe the flu once or twice, one time he got pneumonia though and it was pretty bad, of course nya and kai didnt know that it was pneumonia just that kai almost died

that was the reason nya learned how to work the force actually as before kai didn't want her touching it but with him being really out of it and them needing money and such... Well yeah.

[personasintro]

hi so i just recently started reading mh and im all caught up and reread like twice at least now😬 its amazing and i love everything about it, the plot so far, the characters development and your way of writing! is! amazing! i know some people complain about the slow burn but honestly it makes me so happy when i read any book and its going how it would irl and not “they fucked, bam they in love” i find it so much more interesting and enjoyable this way so you’ve gained a fan! ill be checking out your other works once i have more time from work!

also kiko! wow the hate shes been getting?&?$? shes honestly not even a villain she seems like a sweetheart that just made a few mistakes but like who doesnt? i honestly didnt know how much hate she was getting until i read mh on wp( i found you on ao3 ), i feel like readers are so used to the second female being a hater, bitch etc etc which kiko is not.

anyways, i just wanted to ask lol bc my heart been broken so many times before is this a happy ending or a sad one🥺 i gotta prepare my heart hshhshz i honestly cant predict bc your plot twists are so🤯 do they end up falling in love or drifting apart🥲

thank you for creating this masterpiece🤍🥂

found this in my inbox and it would be a shame not to answer it!!

thank you so much for loving this story and I hope you’ll love the others too! unfortunately I can’t answer your question, there is a possibility for both (or a few) endings :) I think revealing it would ruin the whole story and the experience you guys have while reading it! hope you understand, thank you again x

[crimsonophelia]

Could I get a fluffy and maybe flirty Childe imagine set during his story quest? Instead of the Traveler and Paimon accompanying him, the reader (who works at the Northland Bank as one of Childe’s subordinates) gets slapped with the duty of babysitting Teucer and covering for Childe and his façade as a toy seller in Liyue.

"I must say that your brother is quite cute, sir."

"...I guess it must run in the family."

"Hm? Did you say something, comrade?"

"Oh. Um. Nothing, sir."

Of course, being the perceptive man he is, Childe heard all of what they said. What he ends up doing or saying to the reader? Seeing the magic you’ve worked when anon previously gave you the liberty of it, I leave it entirely up to you. :)

featuring: childe x gn!reader

warnings: a teeny bit suggestive at the end

published: april 27 2021

form: imagine

a/n: i’m gonna be real with you, i was stuck on ar35 for the longest time because i was too cowardly to level up my world so i finally did it today and i jumped from 35 to 41 T_T and now my enemies are stupidly strong. but anyways i just started the childe quest today so im just gonna stick to the part when they’re still in liyue and there’s no fighting wwww

“teucer, i swear to celestia-” you muttered under your breath, as the little redhead slipped from your grasp yet again, running ahead to go look at some kite vendors. “come back here, kid! otherwise you’re gonna be in a heck of a lot of trouble!” 

earlier in the day, you were out running errands for the bank, under tartaglia’s orders, when you had come across rumors of a ruin guard running amok. figuring you would use your spare time and save some local liyue citizens the trouble of having to deal with the feral robot, you defeated the machine with efficient ease. however, in the vicinity, you discovered a lone child showing great excitement at a deactivated ruin guard, jumping and leaping while calling it “mr. cyclops” with a strange elation. 

you figured the boy was snezhnayan, what with his features and clothing reminiscent of the cold climate of your homeland. but why in the world was he out by a ruin hunter all alone? he kept mentioning his brother, a toy seller in liyue, but you could think of absolutely nobody that fit that description. 

so, out of the goodness of your own heart, you decided to take the little boy-- teucer, he called himself--back to liyue harbor with you, and see if you could find this older brother of his. 

however, once you arrived back in the city, your plans were quickly derailed as the little brat seemed to have the attention span of a fruit fly, and was constantly trying to weasel his way into some other dangerous situation without you knowing. 

“god dammit teucer”, you huffed, trying to keep up with the child. who let children have so much energy? your age must finally be catching up to you, you thought. “how about we go back to northland bank? you might like it there” you thought taking him back to your headquarters would stall the boy for enough time for you to find someone who might know the whereabouts of teucer’s brother. there weren’t too many snezhnayans in liyue--whoever his brother is, he can’t be far.

the little boy looked up at you with his big, blue puppy eyes, but you knew his act by now. “no buts, kid. if you’re lucky, we’ll be able to track down you’re brother there.” he sighed, relenting to your orders and following you back to northland bank.

the two of you climbed up the stairwell leading to the entrance of the bank on the second floor, teucer clearly dejected and pouting like a baby. exhausted, you pushed open the doors that you were so familiar with, and ushered the child inside.

much to your surprise, you see tartaglia talking with ekaterina in the lobby. it had been quite a while since you had seen your superior in person, and the surprise certainly was not unwelcome. sometimes you couldn’t stand the man’s smug attitude, yet there was something in his rogueish charisma that you simple couldnt deny attracted you to him.

teucer also seemed to be excited by this sighting of the red-headed harbinger, the little boy’s eyes lighting up with unbridled excitement.

“brother!”

wait. was tartaglia the older brother teucer had been talking about all along?

childe turned around, distracted by teucer’s voice, and upon seeing the little boy, his eyes lit up—first with surprise, then with confusion.

“teucer? what the heck are you doing here in liyue?”

he left the fatui agent with a befuddled look upon her face, and ran towards the child. teucer jumped up into his brother’s broad arms, and they grasped each other in a tight hug, like they had not seen each other for at least an eternity.

ruffling teucer’s hair, tartaglia softened, with an expression unlike anything you had really seen him wear before. he really must care about his family, you thought to yourself.

“so you’re the older brother this little tyke has been talking nonstop about”, you teased tartaglia, elbowing him in his side. “you know, he’s thrown me for a loop this entire day. i didnt think babysitting was part of the job requirement.”

the red-head chuckled abashedly, scratching his head. “sorry about that, [y/n]. the little guy can’t seem to bear being away from his favorite big brother.”

teucer laughed. he truly looked so happy to be with tartaglia again, which made you wonder what the harbinger was like when not on the job. you had known him to be a ruthless war machine, a hedonistic killer who thrived off of the rush battle and bloodshed gave him. childe could take down a dozen men, twice his size, in a matter of minutes, hardly breaking a sweat. yet seeing him interact with teucer, almost a little mini-sized version of himself, his gentleness and care surprised you. perhaps there was more to the man than you had initially thought.

teucer finally detaching himself from tartaglia, looked up at his brother with those same puppy eyes, now full of admiration. “are you here to sell toys to the liyue children, too?”, the child asked. toys? what toys could he possibly be referring to? you and ekaterina, both, looked at childe with confusion.

tartaglia stuttered for a moment. “oh! uhh— yes! yes i am! i was just talking with the nice lady, ms. ekaterina, on how many toys we can sell to all the children in liyue!” he responded, hardly missing a beat. did teucer not know what childe’s actual occupation was?

“wow! my brother really is the coolest person ever!” teucer leaped up and down, hanging onto tartaglia’s pantlegs. looking at this young, untainted innocence, you begun to understand why childe might try and shield the child from the truth.

childe detached the excitable child from his clothing, and beckoned ekaterina over. “ms. ekaterina, would you do me the grand favor of watching teucer for the rest of the day? i’d hate to burden our friend [y/n] after they have already brought him to liyue from celestia-knows-where.” he turns to teucer, telling him “big brother ajax is going to sell many, many toys now! so you need to behave yourself when i’m gone, okay? miss ekaterina will be watching you, and she’s very nice.” he pinches his brother’s cheek, teasing him lightly, and ushering him away with the fatui agent.

it’s now just you and tartaglia in the bank, as the sun was setting and all the other employees had gone home for the day. you heaved a sigh of relief, glad to be rid of baby-sitting duty, after having to deal with teucer’s antics for several hours now.

“i’m really sorry about all of that. i had no idea he would be coming, as a stowaway, no less.” the man looked at you with genuine gratitude. “i don’t want to imagine what might’ve happened to the little brat if you hadn’t been there.”

you chuckled, not quite used to seeing such sincerity coming from the harbinger. most of the time, you had been accustomed to his charismatic facade that he puts on when he becomes childe, the eleventh and one of the most dangerous members of the fatui harbingers.

“don’t worry, it really was no problem. your brother is certainly a handful, but undeniably adorable”, you said, mindlessly gathering your belongings again as you prepared to head out again. “he takes after his older brother quite a bit, i must say.”

“come again?” childe looked behind him, eyebrow cocked.

“oh— nothing. i didnt say anything”, you muttered. shit. you really need to get better at keeping your mouth shut. you refused to be known as the insolent fool with the puppy-love crush on the goddamn eleventh fatui harbinger.

“oh? that didnt really sound like nothing, my dear [y/n].” he smirked. whenever he called you “my dear”, you knew you were in for major teasing. he was definitely having fun with this. he strode towards you innocently, with that usual swagger of his, that tinted everything he did. his walk, his talk, his appearance all oozed confidence, and it was utterly intoxicating.

tartaglia now looked at you with a glint in his eye, the same look he gave enemies before he was about to utterly obliterate them. it was frightening, yet terribly alluring, and you despised how much you fell for it.

suddenly, you felt your back hit the cold, marble wall. you hadn’t even realized that tartaglia had cornered you against a gold pillar, his mere presence forcing you to unconsciously move away from him as he approached you, calculatedly. a lump growing in your throat, you couldn’t bring yourself to even utter a single word in defense, only feeling your cheeks grow hotter and your legs grow weaker.

tartaglia leaned his arm against the pillar, dangerously close to your head, effectively propping himself up with only you between him. you were far too aware of the space—or rather, the lack thereof—separating the two of you, the man’s hot breath audible in the dead, echoing silence of the golden bank.

tartaglia smirked, bringing his face close to yours. “you flatter me greatly, [y/n].” smirking, his breath grazed against your neck, his stare burning into your flesh. the way your name sounded on his lips made your breath hitched in your throat. too hot, you felt way too hot. it was impossible for a hydro user to make you feel such unbearable heat.

“seems as if your clever words aren’t of any use to you now, hmm?” you could feel the mans lips brushing against your jaw, each touch against you leaving a stinging trail. he brought his free hand to caress your own, fingers clasping yours as if you were made of a delicate porcelain, the finest kind liyue had to offer. slowly, as if dragging out each second as long as he could, tartaglia brought your hand to his lips, and planted a long, slow kiss to the back of your palm.

your eyes widened at the sheer eroticism with which he kissed your hand—an act commonly of etiquette somehow being much more lustful, even debauched when tartaglia did it. all you could feel was where his lips met your hand, the phantom burn it left, the slight string of saliva connecting his lips to your hand as he left it, the dark gaze in his eyes as he looked back up at you, clearly aware of how vulnerable you were in his grasp.

“thank you again, my dear. i hope we can continue to work together in the future.”

a/n: jesus christ this got really horny at the end LMFAO anyways i hope you like it! its kinda long but wtv