#did this make sense fReck

[yamirexic]

chlorine (ville valo x depressed!reader)

warnings: triggering themes, fainting, mentions of anorexia, derealization, hospitalization, smoking, overall heavy dark stuff

growling anticipation. is that the thing that makes me linger at that lean boy in the deep blue of the backyard? i wonder if he ever noticed me like I noticed him. i'm no stalker, don't even think of it, he knows me. he invited me to come over but he probably never thought about me looking at the water droplets pooling down his chest. his dark brown hair sticking to his forehead, almost covering his eyes. i just can't keep my eyes off of it. the muscles moving with each stroke, hitting my line of thought like a lightning. i am such a mess, messy hair covering my face, black eye makeup making me look even more dead, violet blue eyebags glistering through my hair. freckes on uneven sickly pale skin, oversized hoodie covering my ugly body, scars on my left wrist, looking oh so faint. the only one who ever noticed them, only one who asked me about them. black new rocks sitting on my feet like metal tied to dog legs to let them drown. he always stayed in his own mind, gliding so carefree through the liquid madness. he probably has noticed. every normal society creature would've talked about this, pointing the staring out, but he never did. maybe he knew that it was admiration and not obsession. he always was 3 steps ahead of everyone else. eyes feeling tired, head spinning like a screw, body falling limp, falling onto the ground. vision turning black, mind falling down like a chandelier on a piano, hands on focus like in a hollywood movie, last thing able to recognize is skin. pale skin, lean muscles stretching out with every move. touch. his skin. chlorine in the air as this lovely disgusting stench that it is. water dripping down from his wet locks like lean out of a sprite bottle. ears stuffed, every sound seeming so blunt. and again. skin. the skin of a vampire. touching me ever so slightly, lifting me off the ground. everything else blurry. nothing. mind fades black

......what is that?.......

.....epiphany....

....is that....

....the end?.......

I come back to my senses, laying on something soft. opening my eyes slowly, getting used to the blunt light passing the curtains, realising I'm laying in a bed, soft pillows under my head. I turn my head a bit and see him. eyes closed, hair mostly dry and shirtless. I just lay there, my system still starting. how can someone look so peaceful but still so done and tired like he just ran a marathon or was done with life. he slept looking into my direction like he would try to keep an eye on me if something were to happen. oh yeah. something happened. my brain started to process what happened in detail, stopping after being picked up from the ground. but...there was something else...something... good. I remember a voice saying "please, wake up, oh shit, how could this happen", being layed down on the bed and... being pecked. on the lips. even though it was just a short touch, I still remember the feeling of the pink-red lips I wanted to feel for so long now, still slighty wet. was that what my brain processed as this amazing moment or as the "epiphany"? I must be imagining that just because my heart pulls the strings. flutter. flutter. the color of venom stinging my eyes. he reveals his eyes, the glowy green piercing through. my brain finally started to work and...oh shit, did he realise that I was staring at his resting corpse, but the only thing I saw in his orbs was... relieve. his arms circleling around my body like snakes, taking me into a careful hug. "I'm so glad you're awake, how are you feeling?" he asked gently, caressing my hair. "I don't know, my head hurts a bit and I'm a little dizzy but other than that I feel fine." he looked into my eyes, faces not far away from each other. he puts one hand on my face, the metal of his rings cold against my sick appearance. "do you remember...anything?" he asked with a hopeful glim in his eyes. "well, I only remember collapsing and you picking me up. the rest is just a blurry mess in my head but I still remember feeling an "epiphany" of some sort. his eyes look somewhat shocked but also...sensual? like a sensual loving look. "do you know what this epiphany felt like?" "it felt somewhat soft but also slightly wet I think. it was a tingling sensation on...my...ehh...lips." "okay interesting", he leaned in more, lips mere inches apart. "did it feel something like this?" he closed the gap and there it was. skin, his touch, vampire skin against dead skin. my hands found there way into his hair. he held me closer and it felt like the minutes of staring at him while he was gliding in the liquid element. so gracefully, so elegant, so...beautiful. the tingle stayed, even after seperating, faces still close together. "yes, but there is also another things that I remember. I think it was the stench of chlorine?" "it wasn't chlorine, it was the stench of cigarettes. I think your mind just tried making something logical for your line of thought but it only was of cigarettes. when I investigated you, you must have caught the smell in your nose." chlorine...chlorine......

..........."can you hear me? oh god, please say something, give me a sign that you're okay."

......where does that voice come from?...........

.....light.....

white light...

white light...

white light.........

.........eyes, light...

ears, voices and beeping...

touch...

touch...

where is the touch.........

my eyes opened to white light blinding me, muffed voices talking like crazy. I turned my head slightly to see I was laying in a bed...in a hospital bed.was this all just in my head? there is no chance this wasn't real, no there is no way! this can't be fake! I felt it, I know it! or...was it? I could cry just thinking about it. I looked around the room when my eyes arranged to the burning lights. the curtains were open, the city dark with the lights of buildings, stores and enterprises shining like a shooting star, giving me a feeling of bliss and safety. there was also an armchair and something or rather someone was sitting in it...him, it's him, sleeping lazily in the armchair, hair a complete mess and makeup completely smudged. he brought me here. he really did. I tried sitting up, gathering all my strength, seeing injected needles with IV. I carefully took them out, knowing this was probably not allowed at all. I stood up from the bed, going into the direction of the armchair. sitting down on the floor, putting a piece of hair behind his ear to see his face a bit better. he looks so tired, so done with everything. oh darling, how it hurts to see him so exhausted. I got carried away and started playing with his hair, looking at his quiet appearance. then suddenly, he started to move a bit, slowly opening his eyes. letting out a yawn before looking at me, a little smile creeping onto his face. he sat up and held his arms out. me getting the sign, sat down onto his lap, hugging him. he crawls his hands around my whole body up to my head, pulling me into his neck like this would be the last hug in our life. he kept me in his arms for quite a while till he pulled away and looked me in my eyes. I wanted to get my mind in order so in case of being able to do that, I asked him. "what happened? I'm so confused, in one minute I'm in your backyard the next in the hospital." "well you collapsed in the backyard. I hurried to you to see what's going on. you didn't wake up but you still had a good pulse so I just thought maybe you need some rest so I took you upstairs into my bedroom. I accidentally fell asleep as well. you woke up and seemed fine but sometime later, still laying in bed, you fell out of consciousness again so I decided to bring you to the hospital just to be safe." so the things I thought were a dream were actually real. everything was real. "I called one of my friends to pick us up. the doctor already checked on you and said it was mere exhaustion and missing vitamins making you feel weaker. I'll keep an eye on you to be sure that you eat enough and take your vitamins." "thank you" "no problem, I'll always help you out, I'm here for you. come on, lets go home." I nodded and embraced him again. "you can put your arm around my shoulder if it helps you from loosing your balance." I did as he requested, feeling his arm around my waist for more stability. we went to a black car and got inside. the driver - his friend - already knowing what happened, drove us the way home. mind tripping like on acid, feeling dazed in a haze of dizzy vision, leaning onto his shoulder. before anything got processed by my brain, I already drifted off to the world of falling but not dying - at least not always. .........................................................

I felt myself drifting back into consciousness, head heavy like a bowling ball. laying softly on pillows, covered with a blanket. soft and dense breaths next to me, living in imagination and the art of surrealism. and again I can catch myself admiring him. It seems that we slept the whole night through cause the sun is already up...or it's just 5am I don't fucking know. at least I know how to get better and that I'm in a safe environment right now. little curls of dark brown in his face covering his eyes a bit. blank, sleek face, the natural beauty striking through. again, shirless, his tattoo on his abdomen a little visible. I caught myself doubting that this was real again, you can never know but I do have the feeling that everything is just a creation of my consciousness. but in the end, even if it is, for one it's a nice dream. Doing something rude was already in my veins, shaking him a bit till he stirred. "what is it, is everything okay?" he asked quite worried but also kinda too sleepy to care at the same time. "I'm scared that I'm just dreaming this whole stuff, maybe a case of derealization. what exactly happened? in chronical order please." and then again, I heard the same story, almost falling asleep from it or was it just his soothing voice? at least I know that for once I'm really laying in a soft bed, cuddled up with him under blankets. warmth.

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a/n: this is my first ff on tumblr and I still need to figure shit out, hoped you liked it :). and sorry if there are some typos :,).

[steeklover]

You guys sleep on their friendship too much 😔

Time-laspe (I tried to download the video and attach it to this post but I think it was too big and my computer is tired because it won't download. That is the link, you can watch it if you'd like too, I know I like to watch art time-laspes. It is around fifteen minutes though, I didn't know how to make it any faster so there's your warning)

(Okay so I'm just now realizing that the part of the video where I used actually colors got cut off 😐And I can't even fix it because I've already deleted the clip off my computer and emptied my recycle bin. I'm so upset now, I'm sorry 😭😭I'm not a tech savy person at all)

You don't have to read this if you don't want to, it's more of an artist's note to myself. If you want to know more of my thought process while doing this then you can read it though.

First, I just want to give credit to the base I used!

Second, I used Krita to draw and Canva to put the video together. I've never really used another drawing app/software thing before (I've used Procreate a few times on my sister's IPad but it's not like I'm going to draw anything South Park on there) so I don't really have anything to compare it too. It's free though so... how much better can you get. The only thing I don't like about it so far is that the fill tool kind of sucks but it's not too bad, you just have to go over the edges to get a solid color (at least from my experience). And I've been using Canva for a while now, I've put together a few videos before but not in a while so I was a little rusty. The only thing I don't like about that is that I have to pay for an upgrade if I want to download a long video.

I started trying to draw seriously in April and now it's July so it's been like two months (?). I haven't posted anything since May I think but I've still been drawing a lot, I just haven't finished anything worth posting up until today.

I started out drawing this thinking it was going to be bad. Then about halfway through I thought it might actually turn out alright. Then I finished it and I kind of hate it. I think it would be much better if I practiced shading and textures but I'm too lazy for that, at least for now.

I hardly know anything about art, whether it be digital or traditional. I don't know anatomy, color theory, perspective, none of it. You can see on the time-lapse that I basically traced the base I used, did the faces and clothes and then colored it and that took me ALL DAY! Granted I had breaks like when I made my lunch and ran over to my grandma's house but other than that, I've been working on this piece (along with Stan but I did most of Stan yesterday, I just colored him this morning).

I have mad respect for every single artist out there because this is so hard... but for some reason I want to keep doing it. I know it's going to be super satisfying to look back on my art work from two years ago and see how much I've improved (hopefully I've improved, please tell me I'll improved)

As you can probably tell, I didn't get everything in the time-laspe. Recording the process was so hard, I tried to do it with Stan yesterday but I barely knew what I was doing and I kept getting called by my mom to do stuff so I had to keep pausing and un-pausing so I gave up and tried again today. I think my computer is worn out by working all day because not only have I been drawing on it all day but I have also been editing the video all day. I really like when artists post time-laspes though because it gives me an idea of their process and it's really nice to watch.

But anyway, I ended up giving Jason eyeliner because one) he's metro, two) I headcanon him wearing eyeliner (same thing with Tweek) and three) he needed a little something MORE to him, if that makes sense. I orginally wasn't going to give him eyeliner because I was afraid he would look too much like Tweek but once the picture was done, I decided they wouldn't look too similar. I also gave Tweek and Jason both freckles because for Jason, it's canon and for Tweek, it's my headcanon for him. You probably can't tell that Tweek has freckles because I made them really faint (on purpose) and I like to think he'd only have a few on his cheeks and nose. I gave Jason a lot though because I'm pretty sure that's how it is in the show. Lastly I forgot to color Jason's shirt in so that's everything that's not on the video.

I think the hardest thing for me was the eyes and the clothes. I have a love-hate relationship drawing eyes. I love looking at how different people draw their eyes but when it comes to drawing my own eyes... yikes 😬Also I think it's the facial proportions that might make this seem off, I think I have a bad habit of making the eyes too big but that's what I've been doing ever since I was a little kid so now if I make the eyes small, it just looks off. And again, I didn't do anything shading so it probably makes the picture look flat. Plus I have no idea what I'm doing.

I also usually have a hard time drawing hair but today I had a pretty easy time doing it. I was really surprised. Also another headcanon of mine for Tweek is that he has platinum blonde hair. I love platinum blonde hair and just blonde hair in general and his hair is SO YELLOW, I feel like if he was older than he'd dye it. Also they are both teens in this picture.

Tweek looks really pasty here, I tried to give him pale skin but I didn't mean for it to be THAT pale.

I think that's all I have to say. If you read this and have any tips for me, I'd love to hear them. I'd love to redraw this in a few months or maybe in a year if I decide to keep drawing, I know there's defiently room for improvement.

Despite all the complaining I just did, I don't HATE this picture per say. I really like my art style, it's simple but cute (imo of course). I feel like if I learned more about shading and learn how to draw faces and clothes better than I'd do a lot better. I think Stan was a lot cuter but this is cute too.

Lastly, ignore the two random dots if you find them, I'm too tired to fix this.

Anyway, if you read all of this, I really appreciate you! Have a great day/night! ❤️❤️

[iamnathannah]

Expanding on this, Barbie meets Gloria on accident as they try to beat the Norwegian guy to the chocolate muffins, Barbie gets there first and when she first lays on Gloria, she falls at first sight. Along with the muffin. Into Gloria's hand below. She expects Gloria to run away with glee.

"Hey, technically a tie. Not the whole thing, but we can grab a tie and split it?"

Barbie doesn't get the taste of the whole muffin here, but she'll certainly get it in her near future.

She's already fucked and when Gloria unconsciously flexes her forearm bringing the sinful chocolate charge of the day delicacy up to her lovely chest perkily contained within a turquoise Nike sports under a loose hoodie , she smoothly switches to a false flirting mode, where she's onto the smaller woman, but begins her own slide-in with a genuine tone of friendship.

"Only if you tell me how you got here so fast." "Heptathlete. Disciplined in all sports." "Ahh, you seemed tracky. Pole vault myself." Gloria laughs as she grabs a plate and plastic cutlery to split the muffin. "So you must consider me no challenge to jump..." she chuckles, sniffing the treat as she puts it on the plate. "...over." "Have to change my whole strategy to get over you, shorty." Barbie examined her clothes further, noting the turquoise circular crest on her tank above her bra, featuring a dual stripes with five stars in the middle and the Olympic logo. "You talk very weirdly American for a...gotta be a Central American country, they love their blues." "Pretty close, Honduras. Well, a representative though birthright as I was born there, but just so my grandparents could be there for it, otherwise I'm a San Fernando gal, Arcata specifically." They continue down the line, grabbing some hot eggs and sausage and plating them on their trays. "The red and white is too obvious." Barbie shook her head in the negative, to the Honduramerican's astonishment. "Would you actually believe Australian Canadian?" "Dios mio, no." Gloria winced. "Your dad did the most Australian thing! The 'shrimp' thing!"

"My grandma Ruth got through to the parents and had the most deadpan sense of humor, just the best gal, she's hangin' in there in Gold Coast; I hail Canberra-side. Moved to a little speck of a town on Lake Erie called Willows Point, found my talent while I was in Simcoe when I was in high school, and here we are. I'm in TO now though. Parents were from Glasgow and Edinburgh, so I'm technically a true 'Scanaussie'." "I'm into rare and one of a kind." Her voice let out a sexy crackle as she considered the blonde in front of her. "We could talk about my own heritage but I've got that on YouTube. Literally. 24 minutes I got out of it, and that's why the COH reached out to me after it hit the 5k view mark." "Look at us, all interested in each other." Barbie shoots off an easy laugh, playing with her hair idly and nervously.

"By the closing ceremonies I could make you my Bonnie Gal Shiela." "The Games have quite a way to go, so I'd like to see you try?" "Game on, baby." The doe-eyed brunette felt warm, but also a sudden charge of competition as she felt Barbie's hip brush slightly against hers in line. "In the Olympic spirit, I play fair though." "Lucky the IOC doesn't sanction certain activities." "Definitly don't need any enhancements here, I'm all-natural." Barbie sighed, wearily. "Eat first, darling. Can't compete on an empty stomach."

"Eyes up here then." Gloria flustered, surprised that she was getting any attention from her belly. "Though that little left freck–" "Esperada! Can I join you?" Gloria's longtime friend and fellow competitor, a Dominican woman named Rae, was known in the long jump community as El Presidente for being the respected elder of the women's side, with this being her last rodeo with the Olympics after winning two in previous Games, with Gloria hoping to medal or honor her personal Paris Geller by winning their last hep together and beating Rae for the first and last time.

"Always a space for more, though sorry, the muffins are claimed, we're splitting this one." "'S'okay," Rae shot back sitting at the table and smoothly placing her tray down, festooned in the green and gold of her nation. "Whose Rachel McAdam's sis here? Really giving the Canucks good rep here?" Barbie, still wanting to talk to Gloria, focused on her new tablemate. "Barbie Holden, pole vault." She eased into comfortable conversation with the two women platonically, but she definitely knew her new Honduran Honeybee would get right back in the match soon enough for her.

I gotta stop watching the Olympics because now I have a heptathlete Gloria/pole vaulter Barbie story floating around in my head. 😂

(Gloria uses her birthright to represent Honduras and Barbie is Canadian because I love the online joke that most bi YouTube women are assumed to be from Canada even if they've never been near the 49th parallel)

ETA - Uh yeah...example of said hotness mentioned in tags below (and she's in pink which like gahhhh!) And the article it was taken for.

[stardomyx]

What do you think about the airship souls (Apple Pie, Turducken, Matsutake)? Cause I was thinking about it and I don’t really know how in the world they would only be available through airship? Maybe it’s just a game mechanic and maybe airship souls just REALLY don’t want to be found? Maybe there’s a reason they’re only accessible through airship? Idk but I’m really curious on what you think!

Anon I’m so sorry it’s taken me this long to get back to you! I’ve been stuck in Promare hell, a hell that I am STILL IN, but I digress.

Honestly my first thought would indeed be to go with the game mechanic function, but a common trope with these particular Souls stood out to me which ties in with my lore a little bit. That being the fact that they’re all UR units, and are one of a kind Food Souls.

Some Food Souls are - more often than not - custom made/grown/whatever term you want to use, by the Academy for the higher ups, a good few examples of this would be Peking Duck and hell probably Spaghetti too (but that’s another story for another day.) While Airship workers wouldn’t be considered higher ups by the Guild, I bet you anything that the Guild officials overseeing the Airships would be considered as such.

So my theory is, all the Souls we’ve seen on Airship events so far (cloud tea, matsutake, apple pie, turducken etc etc) are all custom made Food Souls for the Guild officials in the Airship industry. I doubt very highly that every single Food Soul from those lines are considered UR’s, but the ones seen around the Airship docks probably would be.

In a real life setting you definitely wouldn’t be able to get those particular Souls, you’re not a Guild official so good luck getting a Soul made for you. It just so happens that in game you’re able to get them, but even so.. With the exception of Cloud Tea, it seems incredibly difficult to get hold of these Airship souls. Most of the time you’d have to pay actual money to get your hands on them.

I hope this made sense, tl;dr in a real life setting I’d assume that the Airship Souls are all one of a kind and you as an Attendant can’t summon or draw up a contract with them, since they were all made for and summoned by a person of authority within the Airship industry. 

[calyssmarviss]

Spoilers for Obi-Wan Kenobi Part III

Saw 1 gif when i woke up and opened tumblr but i didn’t look closely at it and immediately closed the app so I’m like “was it who i think it was or someone else entirely? Does this show actually have hallucinations? Force visions?”

Mhmhmhmhmh last week i was excited now I’m mostly nervous

Nervous for what i have no idea it’s not like any of my favorite characters are in actual danger lol

Recap

It’s kinda funny that Sidious let the Senate continue to exist. My pal Friendpatine was like “I want absolute power but I’m still gonna delegate. I can’t actually micromanage all those systems”

The Tragedy of Anakin Skywalker is that he used to be so hot and now he’s an albino potato in a test tube.

Let’s go

Oh

Qui-Gon’s not home bud

Istg if they show us Anakin getting lifted off the bacta I’ll cry

I’m crying

Vader Assembly Line

Sexiest breath in the galaxy

Sexiest lava castle in the galaxy

No but for real, Rogue One was great and it brought us one of the greatest thing in star wars: the lava castle

“Where is he?”

Ah.

Aw he’s got a throne

“The Grand Inquisitor means nothing.”

Reva, you gotta know girl, Anakin doesn’t give a shit about things that are not Obi-Wan.

“Kenobi is all that matters.”

What was i saying?

I wonder if she knows he’s toast under that armor.

Until i know more I’ll headcanon that she had a massive crush on Anakin and what she actually seeks is Vader’s attention.

“Are we almost there? Can you make this thing go any faster?”

How much do you wanna bet that Anakin asked Obi-Wan the same thing like a dozen time when he was his padawan?

“Can’t you use the Force on it or something?”

THAT'S NOT HOW THE FORCE WORKS LEIA

“That’s not how it works.”

*low fives Obi-Wan*

Aw she’s so cute with her blanket

Aw he fixed Lola!

I have so many questions about that!

Like, was it hard to fix? Is fixing droids a thing most people know how to do in the GFFA? Is it a thing that Jedi have to learn? Is it something that Obi-Wan more or less always knew how to do as long as we’ve known him? Is it something he learned to do in the last 10 years because he had to fix his shit himself? Is it something he learned because Anakin?

Nice music.

Actually I’ll stop on this. Their little cargo ship flying over this desolate land… and the music. Idk it just strikes me as - kind of out of the box for Star Wars. Not in a bad way. I love it. And even tho I hate that the franchise went to Disney and haven’t even watched the Mandalorian and the BoBF (feel free to boo me) I’m so glad we’re getting new content outside of the main saga because We Get Shit Like That. More Star Wars but with different flavors if that makes any sense.

Oh so not only did they have to stick to the trade route, they couldn’t even chose the route. That’s a fully automated ship and they had no choice of destination.

OH HELL YEAH HE'S FULLY HAVING ANAKIN HALLUCINATIONS THATS THE SHIT I WANTED TO SEE

(And that’s the gif i saw)

Rip that drawing of a very similar scene i never finished

Fuck I’m so happy tho

Sexy sexy ocean tower

I love everything about that evil base

Big Forsaken vibes in here. Oh I just spoke to the Dark One myself, he promised me Nae’blis.

Freck you weirdass mole you better not be a traitor.

That or he’s gonna die because of them.

Ah. Imperial flag. Snap.

“Absolutely. We like the Empire.”

😂 Leia, baby

She looks a lot like my older sister did when she was little.

They’re looking for a Jedi and don’t even know what he looks like? Lol. The Empire is so efficient.

You know what? The music is kind of giving me Dune vibes actually rn.

Oops. Bad slip up here.

“Sometimes when I look at Luma, I see her mother’s face.”

😬

Lol that Stormtrooper went okay we’re getting into personal stuff now let’s change subject and look at the view.

That wasn’t such a long way after all.

“You knew her. My real mother. Didn’t you?”

😬

“Are you my real father?”

Ahahahahaha

“I wish that I could say I was.”

Don’t say that in front of Anakin bro, he already thought you and Padmé had a thing behind his back.

“Sometimes I try to imagine what he was like.”

And here’s the guy who knows exactly what he was like just in front of you.

“I know that feeling.”

.😭😭😭

“I think I had a brother.”

.😭😭😭

Look it’s Feeling Emo About Baby-Wan Hours back with a vengeance

Sexy laser barrier

Freck how do you have perfect enunciation with that freaky jaw of yours

What’s protocol 23

Nice shot of Obi-Wan being beautiful under his hood, I bet protocol 23 is a full body search

I mean they called for a probe

IT’S BLASTING TIME

Wilhelm Scream

Good night Freck

Bro you could have just went around the barrier

Réinforcements!

Oh I know her. Or maybe not.

Ehehehehe.

Has he? Been informed already? The Force works fast but the Inquisition works faster.

I didn’t know I needed Leia and Obi-Wan adventures in my life but now that I have it

“It’s all automated, no one ever comes in here.”

Sounds a lot like that other guy said when sending them to the freit loading area. Looks like they found a pretty big flaw in the Empire’s system.

Oh, Ned doesn’t have a voice 😔

Oh no, you guys see some of them again, except they’re wearing black now.

QUINLAN WAS HERE

SMUGGLING YOUNGLINGS

that’s sweet

I always forget what happens to that guy, especially since I switched him and Ventress dying in Open Circle.

Sweet of them to interrogate a droid that can’t communicate

Oh that thing he did behind his back with his tool

I love his design, too

Ehehehe he low key looks like a serial killer with his hammer

Leia reading everyone around. Couldn’t read Freck tho 😆 he was turning his back to her most of the time

“Can you teach me how to shoot?”

“When the empire stood for something” when was that can’t recall.

“I can’t imagine Obi-Wan Kenobi doing anything wrong.”

That’s what we all said! This man has never done anything wrong in his life ever.

Well, Tala, welcome to the fanclub. Have you met our president Anakin?

(Also she was exactly the actress i thought she was at first)

YEAH WHAT IS IT BEN

AH

OH MY GOD

WALK WALK FASHION BABY

Fuck he’s going to feel him

I mean Obi-Wan almost passed out

So unless the Dark Side is dampening it on Anakin’s side, he’s going to feel him too. That or Anakin is just that obnoxiously loud in the Force.

Oh yeah he’s got you.

Sexy sexy force choke

This show is so hot

snap

Obi-Wan be like “you girls go I’ll stay and enjoy the show”

“He said not to engage.”

Yeah that’s his guy, don’t touch.

AHAHAHAHAHA

YES

😂😂😂 I can’t

Obi-Wan just went so yeah I’m not gonna engage. I could just see Anakin’s face under there. Like… okay???

(Like what are you doing man I’ve been looking for you for a decade and you don’t even want to rub lightsabers with me?)

Imagine how weird it must be for Obi-Wan tho, under the panic. That’s Anakin, there’s no doubt, because of the Force. But he doesn’t sound like him and he can’t see his face (and even if he could, that’s not the face of his friend anymore, that’s a wrinkled marshmallow).

“What have you become?”

Bro what about a hello first.

“I am what you made me.”

Aaaand he keeps on running away 🙄

I wonder if he’ll scream “nooo” when Obi-Wan gets on the next ship

“He’ll be fine.”

“No he won’t be.”

Well, he’ll be fine physically but Vader has that passive area of psychic damage when it comes to Obi-Wan so you’ll want to check on him afterwards

Asdfghjkl the lightsaber igniting made me jump and also i thought for a sec it was a Galaxy of Heroes notification because i wasn’t watching the screen.

Yeah babes! Rematch!

“The years have made you weak.”

And they made you so ugly. At least Obi-Wan’s still hot.

Fellas is it gay if our light saber blades are touching

“You should have killed me when you had the chance.”

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I bet most of the time he wishes Obi-Wan did.

My neighbor just came asking me for cellophane and ohmygod have i been watching this for two hours already

He’s so dramatic i love him.

Asdfghjkl sick burn

Now i really think the thing Anakin is the most bitter about is his pretty face

“Bring him to me.”

While i like how you say it, Anakin, baby, you could just make him float.

Did she

Relight the fire on purpose????

Oh i didn’t catch that it was Ned picking Obi-Wan i thought he was just fucking burning there had to go back to understand why Vader was like “okay I’m not gonna do shit”

Bro he straight up looks like he’s dissociating standing there

“Okay bye.”

Feel that burn Obi-Wan? It’s called karma.

Leia and the 3rd sister. Not good 😬

[swiftie-4-lifes-stuff]

Obi- Wan spoilers and my review of every episode

⚠️ SPOILERS ⚠️

I will write a review of every episode and just write out my general thoughts on them.

I’m not a huge Star Wars fan, I have watched all the movies and a few episodes of Mandelorian (?) but that’s it.

Episode I: First if I love the intro/ recap in the beginning. I also love that they introduce a new Jedi in the show. I love that we also get to see Luke and Leia as kids. Leia as a nice, sassy troublemaker is one of my favorite things about this episode. Don’t like her mean cousin. Owen is making me kinda sad but I do understand him. Then Leia got kidnapped and Obi- Wan won’t help her, but then he will so redemption. They killed of the young Jedi. Why didn’t you help him Obi. Love Lola. (Think that was the name of Leias droid)

😭 It’s Ani and his light sabers 😭

Episode II: I feel bad for the pink haired girl. The way I screamed when Kumail Nanjiani came on screen. I thought it was him in the trailer and I am so happy it was him. The length Obi- Wan goes to save Leia do make me emotional. Then she runs away from him, girl stop running. Haja saving them. I knew he would come around, Kumail could not play a bad person and if he did… nope. I felt like so much happens at the same time as nothing happened.

😭 Leia reminding him of Padmée and Hayden Christensen being showed for the first time 😭

Episode III: First of, HAYDEN. My favorite movies has always been the Padmée- Anakin trilogy so to see Hayden a lot more in this episode definitely made me happy. I loved when Obi- Wan fixed Lola for Leia it shows that even tho he is a bit mean towards Leia he still cares. Him sending Ani and seeing him when he’s not there just shows the bond the two of them sheer. Freck is so nice. My heart dropped in my stomach when the stormtroopers came on, but they were so clueless (Clueless, love throb movie)

Leia saying “Are you my real father” and “You know my real mom, right” has my heart. Also Leia always reminding Obi of Padmée.

Noooo, Freck you traitor. Tala is a bad bitch. Obi sensing Ani through the force before he was even that close. I’m telling you betrayal or no betrayal their bond is so strong. The reunion, their fight, LOVE IT.

😭 “You should have killed me when you had the chance” 😭

Episode IV: First of, I’ve said it once and I will say it again sassy Leia has my heart. Tala still being a bad bitch and “breaking in” Important question, how are storm troopers so clueless? I feel so bad for Leia. The third sister threatening her and taking Lola. Leia almost out smarting her.

Then some bad as escape scene that I don’t remember. Them escaping but Wade died. I may not have known him at all, but I loved him. Anakin doing the Padmée choke. Bitch is tracking them, I’m guessing she is tracking Lola?

😭Leia reading out for Obis hand and him grabbing her hand😭

Episode V: Starts of with a flashback and I already love it. I like that the flashback is built on during the episode. Leia saying “I need a ladder” and then Obi saying “You trust me you try at her”. New ship unlocked Obi x Tala. They are so cute, slow burn. Love it. Then the plot twist of the century (not really it was one of my theories) REVA WAS A YOUNGLING AND IS SEEKING REVENGE ON ANI.

Talas dead. Then a lot happens and I forgot to take notes. The Reva vs Vader fight was amazing, the fact that he knew she was a youngling. Then when Reva is dying she finds the message, DRAMA. I feel like they have so much to fit into one episode now. Season two???

Episode VI: This is the last episode. It has gone past so fast. Leia saying that Lola is comforting everyone and Obi saying “Maybe is should borrow her too”. Reva going after Luke. He looks a lot like young Ani, great casting. BERU, she has always been one of my two favorite characters. Leia getting Talas holster and Obi promising to return.

All the fights ⬇️

Ani vs Obi: The drama, I love it. Ani burring Obi and Obi being motivated by Leia and Luke. THE MASK BREAKING. “You didn’t kill Anakin Skywalker, I did”

Reva: Owen and Beru are so ready to fight. Reva being about to kill Luke when she sees herself. Then bringing him back.

Over all

I also love how they wrote out everything, it gives the og trilogy so much back story.

How does Leia and Luke know Obi?

What did Obi do during hiding?

Are there other jedis alive?

Everything just falls into place

1000/10

[pandastern]

What’s Your Poison, Captain Levi

Part 1: Desire

Sub!Levi Ackerman x Dom!Reader

Warnings: explicit, mature content

Word count: 2989

Genre: romance

When Levi overhears a fight between Y/N and Erwin about their newest addition to the squad, his curiosity leads him to investigate. Little does he know that this decision will confront him with his deepest and darkest desires he had hoped to keep buried.

The castle fell silent after a long day of work, most of the cadettes were already asleep and those who weren't, better got to it before he found out. Levi sighed deeply and downed his last cup of tea. The fragrant blend had lasted him for almost 2 months, but as so many things in his life even this was coming to an end. 

Levi did not allow himself many luxuries. A clean space and some tea. That had always been enough for him. 

It had been a week since Eren had joined his squad. The boy was so lively, so full of life and determination. How many soldiers had he seen with the same kind of attitude. How many had died before his eyes.

Putting down the cup, he got up and rubbed his eyes. Levi couldn't tell how long he had been sitting there, contemplating so many things, he could barely remember what he had mulled over. Maybe he was just utterly sleep deprived. 

Yes, that had to be it. 

“Off to bed it is then…” He mumbled to himself, blowing out the candle on the table. The moon was shining brightly, the light coming through the windows illuminating his way enough to find his path without needing another light source. 

How eerie this castle could be at night. The creaking of old wood and the howling of the summer breeze almost sounded as if the building itself was breathing.

Halfway up the stairs that led to his quarters he suddenly heard a door slam in the hallways below him. The loud sound made him freeze. “This better not be one of the brats out of bed.” He grumbled and listened into the darkness.

“No Erwin! I dont give a flying fuck. That kid has been here for a week. A Week, Erwin! He's been in my office with burns, a bleeding nose, overexhaustion and oh, yes, snapped tendons! Ah! No! Close that mouth of yours I don't want to hear it! I don't care that he regenerates like some Lizard on drugs! Eren is 14!”

“He is a soldier and doing his duty. As should you. Eren is not a child and he knows the cost of his purpose! This young man has seen more than enough of the gruesome reality of this world to make his own decisions!” 

“Yes, Life is shit. Reality is cruel. Trust me, I fucking know that! It doesn't change the fact that you are sending children to die, asshole. And no excuse of yours makes it right.”

“Y/N, you-”

“No, fucking save it. I don't want to hear another word. I am not a soldier, nor a cadette, so you can shove your Commander bullshit right back up your arse.”

The sound of angrily stomping footsteps followed by a never ending string of curses echoed through the staircase. Levi rose a brow. He had recognized that voice. Y/N was one of the Medical staff they kept here to support the survey corps. Usually that woman worked under Hanji Zoe's Squad unless she had to take care of injured soldiers... Or Eren. 

He couldn't remember having ever heard her use that kind of tone before. He'd seen that woman pop a dislocated limb back into place while sweet-talking the whimpering soldier into a blush like it was nothing. Not much of a soldier herself, he had to admit, but she kept her medical office under strict rules that no one dared to break. Y/N was strict, but she was never harsh. Not like this.

He knew it was probably for the best if he just went to bed. It was none of his business. They weren't friends so he was probably the last person she wanted to talk to right now. Especially since he was also a reason why Eren was here in this castle. Granted, if he and Erwin had not intervened the boy would be dead by now. However that didn't change the fact that whatever argument Y/N had had with Erwin she would most likely have with him as well. And as someone who had seen what that woman was capable off, he'd rather not be on the receiving end of that.

After hesitating for a moment Levi sighed deeply and turned around and followed in the direction of where Y/N had stomped off to. Why, he couldn't say. Maybe it was that slight tremble in her voice when she had hissed at Commander Erwin, that he had never heard before. Maybe he was just...curious.  

It took a little bit of searching before he found her. Y/N was sitting outside in the grass, resting against a tree. When Levi approached her the scent of something sweet and burning wafted around him. 

“What the hell are you smoking?” he asked and wrinkled his nose. “Don't tell me you actually got your hands on tobacco. What merchant did you shake down for that?”

Taking a deep drag from the hand rolled cigarette in her hand she gave him a very calculated look.

“Isn't it past your bedtime Captain Levi?” Her lips curved into a smirk that made her look like a Cheshire cat. “Don't you know? To stay sane in this wretched world everyone needs a little pick me up. Some people like to fuck an excessive amount, some people drink alcohol till their liver burts like an overripe tomato. Others…”

She took another drag from the cigarette, the sweet musky smell getting stronger. “Others just know where the good stuff grows.”

Y/N chuckled softly, shaking her head. Levi didn't reply to that. He could sense the frustration in her demeanor. “It's not like you to numb yourself with substances to escape whatever upsets you.”

Another dry laugh.

“I am not. This is St. John's wort and lavender. Helps me sleep. And considering you're up at  this ungodly hour I am guessing you could use one as well.”

Levi watched as Y/N softly patted the grass next to her, motioning for him to sit down. With a sigh he let himself fall into the grass. Silence spread between them and Levi just watched her carefully. 

“I heard your fight with Erwin.” He finally said.

Y/N clicked her tongue and shot him a glance through narrowed eyes.

“Oh? So you're here to...what? Scold me?”

“No. Not like a brat like you would listen to me.”

“It doesn't matter what I think anyway, does it?”

Levi sighed and stretched out his legs, leaning back against the tree. “You know that what we do here is necessary. You also know that Eren is not a child. No matter his age. It may not be pretty and it may not be what you want for him, but you can't forget that Eren killed twenty Titans by himself in his Titan form.”

Grinding her teeth Y/N pressed the cigarette bud into the ground and cursed again.

“Fuck you. Don't you think I know that?! I am fully aware that this kid can turn into a building sized naked killer man. Trust me, Hanji told me all about it in one of their ‘I am horny for Titans’ rants. It doesnt change the fact that he is a child. Just because he's seen some shit doesn't make him any less of a 14 year old kid. If you're sending soldiers to die, then at least make sure they are fully grown first.”

Her voice had gotten louder with every word she spat out before she cut herself off. Levi watched her take a deep breath and pull out a second hand rolled cigarette.

“We have no choice. Not when the survival of the human race is on the line.” he stated with a stern voice. It wasn't that he didn't understand where she was coming from but sometimes sacrifices had to be made.

“Spoken like a good little soldier. I know that of course. Doesn't mean I have to like that shit.” Y/N scoffed. “How far you've come from just a little underground street rat.”

Levi stiffened. It had been so many years since someone had brought up his origins. He wasn't ashamed of who he had been, but being confronted with it so suddenly still made him tense up.

“What, surprised? Of course I know. Where do you think I come from. You're not the only underground rat dwelling on the surface. Like you, Erwin was the one who pulled me up.”

Now she sounded almost bitter. 

“Now that you mention it, it explains a lot about you.”

Like that time when he had watched her knock a hysteric solder out cold with one brief move so she could treat them.

“I suppose it does.” Y/N pulled out a lighter and ignited her second cigarette, taking a deep drag. “I've always been good with herbalism. Drugs...Poison...Back then I used that knowledge to cater to Clients with a very particular taste of pick me ups.”

Another side shot glance and the smirk returned on her lips. “But enough about me. What is your preferred poison, Captain?”

The swift change of subjects did not go unnoticed to him. Not that he minded. He personally didn't much like to talk about the past. That, however, caught him off guard.

“What do you mean?” He asked carefully.

Y/N sat up, put out her cigarette and leaned closer, her eyes having a glint in them he had never seen before. “Like I said before. Everyone has that little something that keeps them sane. So what is it for you? And please don't say tea. That doesn't count.”

“Why wouldn't it count? Who gets to decide what keeps me sane if not me?” he huffed. Levi didn't like where this conversation was headed. As Y/N leaned a little closer, he instinctively leaned back but the tree trapped him in place. 

“Because I am talking about something more...decadent.” Her husky chuckle made him shiver, her face now so close to his, he could feel her breath on his skin. She smelled sweet, just like the herbs she had smoked earlier. To his surprise it wasn't unpleasant.

“So...tell me. What is it the Levi Ackermann, humanity's strongest soldiers desire? What is it that makes your fingers itch? You always seem so stoic but I know there's more. I can see it in your eyes”

Levi finally recognized the glint in her eyes. It was the same look a cat had that was playing with a mouse, ready to pounce. And he didn't quite know how to feel about that.

“I have no idea what you're going on about.”

“No?” Another soft chuckle that made the hair on the back of his neck stand. She was so close now, he could make out the soft dusting of freckles on her cheeks. Before he could stop himself he evaded her eyes to focus himself.

Soft fingers grasped his chin, forcing him to look at her.

“Y/N-”

“Do you think i haven't noticed? The way your eyes follow me the moment I step into a room?” She whispered.

Levi could feel his face grow hot. Had he really been so obvious? 

“I- wait, Y/N its not- “

Before he could answer, Y/N moved even closer, climbing into his lap. Levi stiffened, his eyes wide as her warm hands cupped his face. 

“It's okay, I don't mind. Not like I haven't done the same thing…”

Her body was pressed so flush against his, her body heat almost scalding him. Levi's breath caught in his throat. Their faces were so close, noses touching, breath mingling together and somehow the entire world started to fade away, leaving just the two of them together. His heart was beating so fast, he was sure the sound must echo through the entire castle, but he just couldn't push her away. He knew he should. He knew he couldn’t allow this. Knew this wouldn't end well for him.

But the look in her eyes told Levi, Y/N already had him in a trap he couldn't  escape. Not that he wanted to.

“Such pretty eyes you have, Levi.” She whispered in a low voice. “I’ve always wondered what's going on behind them.”

Keeping one hand on his cheek, Y/N gently brushed a strand of hair out of his face making him shiver. No one had ever touched him that way before. “W-what do you mean?” He managed to whisper hoarsely.

“What you crave of course. Everyone has something. Fantasies of pleasure and lust that keep playing in your head when you are all by yourself and need some release.” Y/N laughed softly, her thumb brushing over his bottom lip. Gods he was blushing like a boy but that look in her eyes kept him enthralled, unable to move a single muscle.

“I have two theories. Lets see which one hits the spot.” She purred. “My first theory is that you crave control. You are the captain after all. So what is it you think of when you watch me?”

Another shiver ran down Levi's spine, Y/n's feather light touches ghosting over his skin igniting his nerve endings in exhilarating sparks. Why was it so hard to breathe? 

“Do you think of me, naked? Tied up with ropes, suspended limbs hanging in the air like a doll...completely and utterly at your mercy as your wandering hands coax soft moans out of me? Do you dream about teasing me till I fully submit to your authority?”

Heat started pooling in his stomach and instinctively Levis' hands moved to her hips gripping them tightly. Y/N leaned in, softly brushing her lips against the corners of his mouth. Levi froze, his fingers digging into her soft, supple skin. “W-what?”

She was searching his eyes intently and it felt like she was stripping away every little layer of protection he had built over his lifetime. Dangerous. She was dangerous. He'd always known that. Hed known the moment their eyes had met for the very first time.

“No...no that's not it…is it?” A lascivious smirk spreading over those sinful lips of hers. “So I was right. See, my second theory is the one I find most plausible. It's human psychology after all…”

Her hands started to travel down his jaw before resting gently around his throat. Levi swallowed hard. He could feel himself tremble softly and that predatory glint in her eyes told him, she felt it too.

“You don't wish for control Levi, do you? You crave release. So much responsibility on your shoulders. Always having to be reliable. Humanity's Strongest. A leader in his own right. But what you really want is to let go. To give yourself into reliable hands that roam your body just the right way”

Levi could feel her lips on his ear, nipping at the soft skin. The gasp escaping his parted lips was almost treacherous and wrong. But dammit she was right. And he hated that she was.

“I am right, aren't I? I can feel you getting excited…”

As if to prove a point Y/N rolled her hips against him, coaxing a soft moan out of his parted lips. Levi's head fell forward against her shoulder, the scent of her herbs wrapping around him, more intoxicating than any booze he'd ever tasted.

“Please-” He rasped almost helplessly.

“Please? My, my, Levi...such beautiful sounds you make.”

More featherlight nips and kisses trailing down his jaw and neck, making him dizzy. She was toying with him.

“Your arms tied behind your back, maybe even on your knees. Helpless and taken care of at the same time. That's what you crave isn't it? That's the deep dark sinful little desire that's burning in your heart. Submission.”

Nimble fingers threading into his hair, gripping it tight before yanking his head back. 

“F-fuck!” The moment the groan left him Levi already knew he was done for. She was gonna swallow him whole.

“Say it Levi...is that what you want?” Y/N purred, her forehead touching his. It was an order. She was giving him an order.

Levi shuddered under her gaze, his throat so dry he barely resisted the urge to lick his lips. “Y-yes…”

“There we go...that wasn't so hard was it? Don't worry...I'd be more than happy to do that for you darling. I will keep you safe… take you apart piece by piece until you lose yourself in pleasure. Until you fall… and then I will put you back together.”

Her lips were hovering over his, a tease, an invitation. Why couldn't she just kiss him already?

“What...are you saying?” Levi whispered barely audible, his chest heaving with every breath. His lungs and all his senses already filled with her scent, her body pressed again so flush he could feel every curve through her clothing.

“I am making you an offer, Captain. And I want you to think about it before you answer. If that is what you want...come find me in my office. I'll help you fly in the best and worst way  possible...understood?”

Not knowing what to say or do, Levi just nodded. There was no way another word could make it past his lips. He wanted her. He wanted her so damn bad, the desire was burning him up alive.

Her soft chuckle echoed through the night.

“Good. I bid you goodnight then. Come find me when you're ready.”

Before Levi could process what she had just said, Y/N got off him and jumped to her feet as if nothing had ever happened. His body shivered at the sudden lack of heat, already feeling empty without her so close to him. 

Stunned, Levi watched her wink at him before disappearing into the night. What the hell had just happened?

[spectres-fulcrum]

Kenobi Episode 3 spoilers

The Padme mention was heartbreaking! But also sweet! And how Leia figures out Obi-Wan knows her mom... And how Obi-Wan can relate to her...

I actually liked seeing Freck and the everyday stormtroopers. Like they weren't perfectly in line, they were just catching up with Frecks and making chatter with Ben and when they got off they were like "I'm gonna go do this, what about you guys?" They... Felt like people. I like when stormtroopers chat about stuff.

I love Leia. She was so good at making stories up on the fly.

Tala could've easily been Sabé to honor the EU connection between her and Leia I loved the surprise of the Imperial being on their side and the Path and I don't like him but Quinlan mention!

Leia being polite to the loading droid and telling Lola to say hi(Obi-Wan fixed Lola for her too!!!!). Sad they're depriving it of speech :/

Okay let's get to serious stuff

Inquisitors. Ugh... Where do I start with them.

Quizzy. Is he actually dead??? But that would retcon Rebels so much and screw up pretty much everything going forward with Thrawn and Ahsoka and Ezra so he has to come back.

I saw someone suggest that possibly he comes back slightly different, as Jason Issaac playing him, which, ngl, would make sense. Like slightly different Quizzy. Which makes sense. Why Rupert didn't watch any Rebels, why his Quizzy doesn't look or feel right. If Rupert's Quizzy isn't the Rebels Quizzy.

Idk how I feel about Reva, because I feel like not liking her is a very fine line. I will say that when she and the 5th brother was debating who was in charge and insisting both would get the leadership position they deserve, I laughed and said, "Well, only one of you guys are in Rebels." (But so is Quizzy so neither of them get the leadership position and neither of them deserve it)

Vader. Oh my Vader. I was actually kind of scared from that first off screen breath on the mining planet.

I don't think I've actually been scared of Vader before but this episode did it

We got to see the Mustafar castle!!!! More of it! I loved getting to see Vader get dressed(But I'm holding onto the headcanon that a medical droid dresses Vader slowly a lot of the time when there's time for it, that's from a Tarkin/Vader fic), and the sorta throne room was so cool.

Gee, I wonder why the years made Obi-Wan weak, Anakin. Maybe because he's been hiding to protect his life.

What Vader did to Obi-Wan was cruel... But I also get it. I get it so much. Because it's what Obi-Wan did to him. I don't even begin to have the words for it.

Reva if you do ANYTHING to Leia, I swear to the veermok on Eriadu... (Yes my Tarkin fan side came out there)

I can't believe I have to wait a week. Ughhhh

[cauliflowercounty]

Return to Me (Fred Weasley x fem!Reader)

House:  You Choose

Blood Status:  You Choose

Word Count: 2k

Warning:  Mentions of serious injury/death-ish/distress/war

A/N:  Happy Ending

Not proofread yet. I’ll do that later :)

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Coughing from the smoke and ash, Harry presses himself up against the walls of the castle as Ravenclaw’s diadem shatters in his hands, scorched in the fire Crabbe had set in the Room of Requirement.  Malfoy and Goyle disappear down the hallway without a word or thank you.

“Crabbe must have been casting feindfyre.  That’s the only explanation for the diadem being broken,” Hermione says once the air’s cleared. “It’s cursed fire so it can kill Horcruxes.”

“What?” you grumble, standing up and catching your breath. “How’d he learn that?”

“Probably the Carrows,” Ron remarks.  “He probably had a field day with them.  They were teaching the cruciatus curse in their classes.  I wouldn’t be shocked if they taught him how to cast feindfyre, too.”

“This means we only need to kill the snake, Harry,” you say, realizing Voldemort’s defeat is closer by the moment.  

“Yeah, but how are we going to get it alone?” Harry inquires.  “It’s practically a part of him.”

“We’ll figure out when we get there,” Hermione says.  

As everyone gets to their feet, the crack of spells can be heard echoing down the corridor, coming closer and closer by the moment.  Harry, Hermione, and Ron draw their wands, in preparation.  You clench your hand around yours, preparing for whatever might come.

Percy and Fred come into view, dueling two hooded figures in long black cloaks.  You sigh in relief.  Fred is still alive and fighting with all his might.  You watch as the death eaters’ silvery masks reflect the light of the spells as the opponents exchange blows.  Percy flicks his wand and hits Pius Thicknesse squarely in the chest, sending him tumbling backward. Fred skillfully blocks a curse headed his direction, countering with a jinx, causing the other death eater to trip.

“Stupefy!” Fred shouts, hitting the death eater as he falls, sending him flying back towards the other end of the hall and knocking him out cold.

“Hello, Minister!” Percy exclaims beside his brother with a smirk.  “Seems as though you could brush up on your dueling.  And did I mention I’m resigning?”

You jump forward and join Percy, wrapping up the Minister in binds made of his own robes.  Percy swirls his wand and the Thicknesse quickly starts to transfigure into a sea urchin.  Percy smiles, satisfied with both of your work.  Next to you and Percy, Fred lets out a hearty chuckle, the vibrant smile you’ve grown to know to spread over his face. He starts to say something about how long it’s been since Percy’s made a joke since he’s so consumed with his work and shrouded in seriousness.  Just as the moment of satisfaction comes that there are no longer any threats in the seventh-floor corridor, everything slows.  

The shockwave rips through the air.  The explosion is unexpected and devastating as it sends everyone flying and to the ground.  White noise rings in your ear.  As you feel the rubble tumble past your head and dust fill the air, you don’t have a sense of anything around you or where anyone else is. After a second, you move your fingers and legs, trying to determine your injuries.  Other than a few bruises and some residual shock, you seem fine as you get up shakily.

“Hermione?  Y/n?  Harry?” Ron calls out.  “Percy are you okay?”

“I’m alright,” Percy says.  “Fortunately, my glasses are the only thing that’s broken.”

“Ron!  Thank goodness!” Hermione calls from somewhere around the rubble.

“Where’s Fred?” Harry asks as you gasp in horror.  Looking down a few feet away from you, you can see a light-skinned frecked arm sticking out of the rubble.

“Fred!” you shriek, rushing to him.  “Fred!  Help me!  Percy!”

You scramble to move the rocks from on top of Fred in desperation, praying and pleading to anyone or anything that would listen that Fred is okay.  The others join you, clearing the rocks with magic and their bare hands.  As soon as you’ve uncovered him enough, you scoop him up and hold him against your chest, tugging on his torso and lifting him all the way out of the rubble.  His eyes are closed and his body is limp.  Resting his head in your lap, you begin to cry.

“Freddie?” you whimper, running your hands through his hair just as he’s always loved.  “Are you there?  Come on, wake up?”

Percy takes two fingers and presses them to Fred’s neck.  Percy’s eyes widen. 

“I feel a pulse,” Percy sniffs quietly, a tear rolling down his cheek.  “But it’s faint.  I don’t know if he’ll between now and when we can get him to Madame Pomfrey…”

Harry, Hermione, and Ron’s faces all drop.  Fred’s always been there.  Making jokes, teasing Ron, selling his products.  Most of all, he’s been with you.  They stare at Fred’s face in shock, not even beginning to fathom a world in which Fred Weasley isn’t around.

“I-I have something to ask all of you and I need you to do it fast,” you say quickly.  “You have to trust me.  It’s for Freddie.”

The four of your friends look at you intently.  

“I need you all to cast the Patronus charm,” you explain.  “Now.”

“Y/n…” Hermione says.  “This isn’t’ the time.  There aren’t even any dem-”

“I know, Hermione!” you snap, shooting her a look.  “Stop asking questions trust me!  I need you to cast it or Fred might not make it! I can’t cast it now.  Corporal patronuses are best but shields are just fine!  Hurry!”

Everyone nods, grabbing their wands, and soon enough, Harry’s stag, Ron’s jack russell terrier, and Hermione’s otter form in the air.  Percy closes his eyes and casts his own charm, forming a small shield in front of him.  You nod to all of them and mouth your gratitude.

Closing your eyes, you extend your arm out in front of you above Fred’s chest.  You focus and reach further, your fingers feeling as if they’re pushing through layers and layers of magical barriers and shields.  As soon as you feel it, you grasp a small vial in your hand and it materializes as you pull it back towards you.  The others watch in confusion and awe as you uncork the tiny vial. You murmur a few small words, hoping this will work as you tip the vial.  

Out of the vial comes a shimmering liquid that glows as it descends through the air and onto Fred’s chest.  It shines as if it’s made from the sun itself and swirls with a pearlescent sheen.  As soon as it touches Fred, it glows warm, comforting, filling the entire vicinity in its brilliance.  The lights dance with the silvery blue whisps of the patronuses.  Within a second, it all fades.

You duck your head down to Fred’s chest and sigh a shaky breath as you listen to Fred’s steady heartbeat.

“You’re okay…,” you smile to Fred, who’s just beginning to stir.  His brown eyes flutter open and lock with yours.

“Y/n?” he whispers almost inaudibly, reaching up to touch your cheek with care. He coughs a bit, clearing the dust from his throat.

“It thought I lost you,” you cry as he brings you into a tight hug, your tears staining his jacket.  The others gasp and smile.  Fred’s still here.  He’s not dead.  Fred reaches up to Percy, who helps bring Fred to his feet and the three brothers quickly embrace Ron on the verge of tears. As soon as they release, Fred turns to you, scooping you up in his arms and kissing you on the lips, giving it all he can.  As you break apart, he rests his forehead on yours.

“I’m sorry I scared you,” Fred whispers, noticing your tears dribbling down your cheek.  

“It’s okay…,” you reply softly.  “It’s not your fault…  I’m glad it wasn’t too late.  I don’t know what I’d do without you…”

“I’m not going anywhere now, y/n,” Fred assures you.  “There’s no way.”

Hermione clears her throat and you and Fred jump away from each other, surprised at the disturbance. “Y/n, what was that?” she questions

“Yeah,” Ron nods.  “Explain.”

“It’s….,” you trail off.  “It happened a while ago.  I was going through some very old books and I found a long lost magical technique.  I had to translate it.  What it said was that people can store concentrated healing magic.  Once a day, someone can cast a healing spell and concentrate it in liquid form and keep adding to it as long as they want.  If it’s kept going long enough, it can perform miracles.  It’s inefficient, though.  One person can only make one at a time and you can only add to it once a day.  It must have fallen out of use for inefficiency… but I’ve made my own.  That’s what I used to heal Fred.”

“That’s bloody brilliant,” Ron exclaims in astonishment.  “Why would a technique like that go out of fashion?  Even if it’s rare, it still had value.”

You shrug in agreement.

“What about the patronuses?” Harry adds.

“Patronuses are more than they seem to be.  Expecto Patronum means ‘I await a guardian.’  They repel more than just dementors.  They can slow down death in his footsteps.  They don’t stop him.  Only slow him.  Guardians are protectors, after all,” you clarify with a smile.  

“So you asked us all to cast one because it would give Fred the best chance?” Ron asks and you smile back to confirm.  “Wicked.”

“This bit of explanation and monologuing has been great, but the battle isn’t over yet,” you say.  “We still have to kill that snake.”

Harry, Ron, and Hermione agree, beginning to head off toward the courtyard, deciding to seek out Voldemort and his snake directly, leaving you behind to stay with Fred. Just as they get out of sight, Fred tugs at your arm and kisses you lightly.

“Thank you y/n, I-”

“Shhh. Don’t mention it, Fred.  I would have saved you any day,” you cut him off.  “We can talk about this after the battle when we have a moment to ourselves.”

“I love you,” he adds with a hopeful look.  You grin, not being able to resist him and kiss his cheek.

Fred nods and takes your hand.  He looks at you in the eyes as if to say, “Ready?”  You take a deep breath in, the feel of Fred’s hand in yours reassuring you that he’s still there and this isn’t a dream.  With that, you, Percy, and Fred head into battle.  This time, you don’t let go of Fred’s hand during the battle for even a moment.

~

Years later, you’re living in a London flat that you and Fred share.  Wealsey’s Wizard Wheezes is a booming business.  Everyday, you wake up to Fred, giving him his good morning kiss before he gets ready to work at the shop.  You smile as you fix his crooked ties and kiss his nose.  As you part your ways as he goes into the shop for his work and you head down the alley for yours, you smile to see all the excited children already gathered outside.  You’re happy knowing that the shop is a success because it’s where he comes alive, talking about the products with customers. As you drop him off, George every once in a while flashes you a meaningful smile as if to say “this is all thanks to you.”

You travel with Fred to the United States when the international branches of the shop open, which was a much anticipated expansion.  You’re right there in the picture with him and George on opening day as they cut the ribbon, clapping and cheering the loudest out of anyone.

At night, you both return to bed you share, and you snuggle into his chest tightly, taking in the smell of Fred that you’ve come to know and love: cinnamon with a hint of firework smoke.  Each time, you tuck your head onto the crook of his neck, smiling, knowing you don’t know what exciting occurrences will come tomorrow, but Fred’s most definitely going to be there right beside you and you couldn’t be more in love.

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The Unkissable Prince Ch.3

The third and last chapter of The Unkissable Prince

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It had been months since Kaminari and Hitoshi shared the first of many kisses. Every time Kaminari practiced a scene that involved a kiss, Hitoshi was there, and neither of them had a problem doing a little extra on the kissing part. Sometimes one of them would suggest that a scene needed to be redone just so they could have an excuse to connect again. At one point the kisses turned to make-out sessions, ones that made Kaminari forget what scene or line he was on.

Though their physical relationship evolved, that was it. There were no dates, no confessions, nothing but rehearsal with more lip action. Kaminari had no problem with physical attention but he did have a problem with having no emotional attention. Kaminari didn’t want Hitoshi to think that he was using him for his kisses but he also doesn’t have the confidence to confess to Hitoshi

For Hitoshi, he was facing similar issues. He loved the feeling of Denki so close to him, their lips on each other. Though he also didn’t want Denki or others to think that Hitoshi just used people for his own needs. Hitoshi doesn’t have a great reputation, and if a rumor that he used people got around, most wouldn’t bat an eye at such an idea. Hitoshi had kept most of his emotions locked away, he’s realized that any time he speaks, his words are twisted and he becomes a monster, event o those close to him. SO when he becomes close to Denki and the rest of the drama club he fears that his emotions will push them away, no matter how positive the emotion, including his love for Kaminari. Hitoshi has seen Denki around school, before they had ever interacted, Hitoshi was envious of the blonde’s ability to interact with people. Eventually, Hitoshi no longer watched out of envy but out of curiosity, the curiosity turned into infatuation. Then he conversed with him and it was no longer something he could label as envy, curiosity, or infatuation it was the beginning of love like was too simple of a word, but at the time he wasn’t in love with Denki, but now he was.

Hitoshi could never confess his feelings to Denki, and Denki’s self-esteem was too low for him to think he even deserved to confess to Hitoshi. So for months, they were stuck with just kisses and makeout sessions, confessions left unsaid and unheard. Now it’s been at least three months, with every kiss came more trust, every self-deprecating word was followed by the reassurance that whoever put that thought in their head was wrong, every silent glance and moments were followed by suspicion from the people who surrounded them.

The people who watched them interact weren’t blind to the chemistry. They never saw the kisses but they saw the smiles and glances that the two tried to hide. Even the director could see the love the two were trying to hide, and he was tired of it and so were the other students. Jirou wasn’t blind either, she acutely one of the only people who brought attention to it, and just like before her insecurities and jealousy clouded her better judgment.

It was the last week of rehearsal, Friday was opening night and everyone a part of the show was stressed. Most of them were reaching the breaking point and the time between each other breaks became shorter and shorter. This morning Mina, who had been playing ursal at all minutes of the day, had finally broken character during her first-period class. Then Aoyama frecked out when the lunch lady gave him his food. And now not even 30 minutes later their lead lady was breaking, Jiro Kyoka.

Jiro, Momo, Shinso, Kaminari, Kirishima, and Bakugou all sat in silence at their lunch table, they were all trying to avoid the inevitable. They were already missing two of their tablemates and feared that one of them was next. Denki and Hitoshi sat next to them and across from them were Jiro and momo, kirishima sat between momo and Hitoshi while Bakugo sat between Denki and Jiro. Hitoshi and Denki were making eyes at each other, Hitoshi moving his eyebrows trying to indicate that they go somewhere else, Denki agreeing with what he thought was a sneaky smile.

“Denki and I are going to go work on some of the scenes, we’ll see you lat--”

Hitoshi was already standing and ready to leave when Jiro stood up and interrupted. It was her breaking point

“Oh really, so your not going to go make out”

Denki became embarrassed and hung his head in shame, still seated. Jiro took notice of this.

“Look at him, he’s uncomfortable because you’ve been using him. That’s all Denki is to you, a pretty face.”

Shinso looked to his side and saw the uncomfortable stance Denki was in, realizing that she was right and he was once again losing his friends.

“Jiro, calm down, sit down, and let’s finish our lunch.”

Momo was lightly tugging on Jiro’s arm, begging her to sit down.

“No she’s right I’m going to go, ill see you all at rehearsal”

Shinso’s hand was floating above Denkis shoulder, afraid to touch him and make him uncomfortable, he decided to leave with no contact. Jiro finally sat down feeling victorious. Kirishima moved into Hitoshi’s seat, wanting to comfort Denki, but when he moved to touch Denki, Denki reacted negatively. Denki who was still shelled in on himself specked very quietly.

“I’m gonna… go I guess.”

He got up and left, leaving the table in more shambles than it had ever been.

Bakugou was fed up with them and decided to butt in for once.

“You’re an idiot. Shinso wasn’t using Denki, they liked each other, but they’re also stupid, and its wasn’t your place to say or assume any of those things.”

He got up and left, deciding that he was done with this conversation fifteen minutes ago.

It had been four days since then and almost every person in the show had hit their breaking point, but they were still good actors and tried to not let this affect them while on stage. Offstage Denki would chase around Hitoshi trying to tell him that Jiro was wrong about Denki being uncomfortable and that he doesn’t care if Hitoshi is using him. Hitoshi spends his time working and hiding from everyone, especially Denki, afraid that the next time he talks to him, he’ll break and his emotions will all come flooding out. Jiro has been wondering if she did the right thing, knowing deep down that she hadn’t. She had decided that she wanted to fix it, this had nothing to do with her new girlfriend.

Jiro found Shinso stapling what looked like drama-related papers, so much was clear when she saw the purple three-ring binder that he uses for theater only.

“Can we talk?”

Jiro’s voice was barely above a whisper. Shinso didn’t look over and ignored her for a few seconds, stapling the papers harder. Eventually, he replayed.

“Yeah just let me ‘use’ this stapler”

He stapled another piece of paper harder than ever before. He was using the word used in the same sense that Jiro did when talking about Shinso and Denki.

“It’s actually about that. Um, You like Denki right, like romantically?”

Jiro was nervous to bring up her own mistakes. Even if she was only implying it.

“Yeah Jiro, I do, but that doesn’t matter because he and everyone else thinks that I’m some selfish person and that I used him and his body, I wonder why they think that?”

She wasn’t surprised at his angry tone, she deserves it.

“I’m sorry about that and saying those things about you, I was caught up in my own shit, and I’m sorry.”

Jiro wasn’t lying and she really did feel sorry and luckily Shinso could hear it in her voice, he turned his head to finally address her, also seeing the sincerity on her face.

“Thanks for apologizing, I accept it but it doesn’t fix my problem with Den-Kaminari.”

Shinso was no longer sure if he was allowed to call him by his first name. Jiro was excited that she could help her friends out.

“Actually that’s the other reason I came to talk to you. I want to help. Denki clearly likes you, he just has some issues with the idea that people could love him.”

Jiro knew it was partly her fault he felt this way but she didn’t need to say that to fix what she did to Shinso.

“Yeah cause Kaminari totally wants to be with me.”

Shinso responded his voice trying to hide how much it hurt, but it slightly slipped out.

“Are you blind and deaf? Every second of every day, he follows you around trying to get you back, but you ignore him.”

There silence while Shinso cleans up the rest of his papers

“I have a plan.”

Jiro announces and Shinsou can’t think of any reason to reject the idea.

“Fine I’m listening”

It was the next day, meaning it was opening night. Denki was still following Shinso around trying to convince him that he still wants to be friends, and Shinso continues to ignore him. It was easier than it had been for the past week, he was to catch up practicing his confession lines for later tonight.

It was later that night and they had just finished the last rehearsal and had about an hour to kill. Their director had a tradition of buying pizza for the whole cast and crew on opening night, and the food had arrived. Everyone was eating and having a good time when Shinso snecked outside for some fresh air. He knew Denki would follow him, that was the plan.

Denki walks out the door locking around for Shinso when he was suddenly pulled further outside. A short squeal came out of Denki, and Shinso whispered a sorry. The two now faced each other body almost flushed against each other, Shinso holding Denkis elbows. Both blushing from the close contact, they hadn’t been this close in almost a week and it made it feel like the first time being so close. Denki pulled away, it was too much too soon, especially without the clarification he wanted.

“Listen Kaminari”

“Denki”

Denkis voice was barely above a whisper, he hated that Shinso was calling him by his last name.

“Yeah um, listen Denki. I wanted to talk to you about, well this”

He waved his hands in between the two of them. Denki was starting to feel his nerves get worse, he knew that being avoided was a way of saying ‘I don’t want to be around you’ but he wasn’t ready for Shinso to officially say it.

“I wanted to address what Jiro said on Monday”

Here it comes

“I wanted to tell you that she’s wrong, I value you as a friend, and I wasn’t using you that way. I figure that we were both enjoying ourselves, I think that we should have talked more about the kind of relationship we were in.”

Shinso stopped and took a big shaky breath, nervous to utter the next part. This just raised Denki’s nerves as well.

“And I would like to have that conversation now, because I, god she never said it was this hard.”

Shinso muttered the last part, but Denki heard it and was a little confused.

“I love you Denki. I know we haven’t known each other for long and it kind of weird to have these feelings so early, but, well that it, I love you and I understand if you don’t love me yet but I would like to try having a real, romantic relationship.”

Shinso let out a shaky breath, his nervous final settled after saying everything that’s been on his mind. But they returned when he looked back up to see a stressed-looking Denki. Denki was frecking out, he dreamed of such confessions but now he was getting one he wondered what the joke was because this wasn’t possible. He was so in his head that Shinso had to lightly grab Denkis elbows again.

“Denki, Denki, I didn’t mean to stress you out. Denki are you okay?”

Denki snapped out of it a little, nodding his head.

“ I like you to”

Shinso smiled and pulled Denki in for a hug. Leaning his head into Denkis shoulder. Denki felt his shirt and shoulder become damp, realizing that it was Shinso tearing up he started to rub Shinsos back

“Shh it’s okay Shinso, it’s okay. But this is the costume, so maybe not cry on it too much.”

Shinso pulled away, still holding Denkis elbows as he whispers

“Hitoshi. “

It was in the same type of whisper that Denki used when he engorged Hitoshi to use his first name. Denki nervously laughed at the similarity, then Hitoshi giggled. The two broke out into laughter, then it started to rain, the two of them looked up and then at each other.

“ We better get back inside, prince eric cant show up with running mascara.”

Hitoshi smiled and went to open the door

“You first prince”

“Thank you, boyfriend”

Shinso blushed at this but was happy to know they were on the same page.

[anemeraldknight]

About Duke Cadash, part 2

okay so I know that this is supposed to be like an ask thing from here! butI only have like 3 followers on here, I just finished my second playthrough of Inquisition and I really really wanna talk about my Inquisitor :’)) so we’re doing this

what is your inquisitor’s name & race? - Duke Cadash, surface dwarf

what is their sexual orientation? - bisexual <3

what do they look like? (add screenshots, drawings, descriptions!) - he's a freckly ginger and has bright blue eyes, a very well groomed beard (he at least tries to redo the braids every morning), undercut on on the left side of his head but otherwise longish hair, scarring underneath his right eye and between his brows; he's like muscular and thick at the same time, I don't know a good word for it? but yea :) he's prettyy

how did they feel about being called “the herald of andraste”? - he uses it to his advantage. he doesn't outright deny it to people he doesn't really trust, only those closest to him know his real stance on it. he just takes being called the Herald in stride, doesn't hate it but isn't the biggest fan either

what are their religious beliefs, if they have any? - believes in the Stone because his parents had been cast out from Orzammar and they passed on their beliefs to him as well. he's not super into it though, more like a casual believer.

what is their opinion on the mage/templar war? - supports the mages and even though he can get along with templars if necessary, he often calls them out for their prejudices and bullshit. he believes that the war was inevitable and kind of necessary as well because in his eyes big change usually comes by, sadly, using harsher tactics.

who is your inquisitor’s best friend? - he was suuper close with Blackwall in the beginning because their humor was pretty similar, he was one of the first people he recruited on his own, and they're both pretty close in terms of age as well. however, as Duke grew closer to Dorian, they became best friends instead (and then eventually lovers). I'd say his real best friend is either Cassandra or Solas? because even though he disagrees with both of them quite a lot, they still somehow manage to get on pretty well <33 and they both have been there from the very beginning of this entire journey!! so it makes sense :) also, Duke is suuuuuper loyal, so when he found out about Blackwall :)) he fucking flipped and completely shunned him and never again took him into his party.

who is their rival? - uhhh among the companions? I don't think he really has one...

who is their love interest, if they chose one? do you ship them with anyone else/non-romanceable options? - DORIAN!! <333

warrior, rogue, or mage? - rogue, archer

how do they feel about the dalish? - he feels for them and wants to support them and work together as much as possible. he can see that a lot of them seem arrogant and standoffish on the outside, but he gets why that is, so he just lets them be and tries to work with it.

how do they feel about the qun? - he does not like the qun, to him it seems like a cult. he can also see many similarities between it and the chantry so.

how do they feel about the chantry? - he doesn't like the chantry BUT he does not shun them out loud because he knows that having them support him makes him look good to those who believe in Andraste and such, but also he doesn't wanna take away hope from those who find it in him during such a difficult time (even though he doesn't believe he's chosen in any way)

which demon is most frightening to them? - definitely the nightmare. Duke doesn’t get rattled very easily but that whole thing managed to get underneath his skin. plus! he’s incredibly scared of spiders and the nightmare created to many of them to freak him out, so the entire fade thingy was very hard on my poor Master Cadash :((

did they choose the qun or the chargers in iron bull’s personal quest? why? - the chargers. he didn’t trust the whole thing from the beginning and basically went along with it because he wanted to support the Iron Bull and because he could feel that something fishy was going on. also, even before the whole thing Duke got along with Krem really well, because he has this habit of taking younger people under his wing (exhibit A: Cole) so that’s also what kinda happened with Krem. ALSO! another thing is that Duke id very much against sacrificing lives in order to get something, so even if he hadn’t cared about any of the chargers personally, it would’ve just went against everything he stood for.

when are they the happiest? - when he's exploring the wilderness with his party, probably picking elfroot or iron lol

how do they feel about the mark/the anchor? - it doesn’t really cause him very much pain so he sees it mostly as something  that’s just there and helps him deal with this whole mess.

upon first meeting cole, were they afraid of him? - not really? he could tell that he was different but Thedas is full of so much surreal and nonsensical shit that this kid who acts a bit outside of the established rules of the society didn't really faze him. when he first met Cole during the attack on Haven, his first reaction was that “why is this young kid out here??? get him to safety!!!!” but yknow in a way where he could still see that Cole was perfectly capable of pulling his own weight, Duke just worries.

did they use the templars or the mages to close the breach? - mages

what was their court approval like at the winter palace? did they have any fun at all? - the only things that Duke liked during the whole charade was seeing Josephine and Leliana enjoying the whole thing AND getting to dance with Dorian. he got 100 court approval but he hated that everybody kept shitting on him for being a dwarf etc. also dealing with Gaspard, Celene, and Breala was frecking frustrating.

someone is encroaching on their love interest. how do they respond? - idk how to answer this. he knows that Dorian can handle himself but if the situation requires his help then he will get supper angry and protective

what is their favourite weapon? - Duke’s Bayard!! :D this really great bow that he got made

are there any creatures in the wild that they refuse to/are reluctant to kill? why? - nugs because to him they look like a rabbit and an old wrinkly man merged into one. so yea, no. he also doesn’t like killing dragons. the only proper dragon he and his party ever killed was the big one in the hinterlands but Duke didn't feel right about it afterwards so he never went after another again

what is their opinion on blood magic? would they ever use it, if given the chance? - to him blood magic is just a type of magic really but I don't think he'd use it if he were able to

what is their favourite place within playable regions? - interestingly, the hinterlands. it's because he grew up in fereldan is used to that kind of nature

did they feel suspicious of dorian upon first meeting him, because of his tevinter heritage? - a bit, yes, but it quickly faded

as a whole, how do they feel about tevinter + the imperium? - he hates the whole slavery business that they've got going on over there but Dorian manages to convince him that the imperium could be changed so he has hope for it. he doesn't blindly hate every vint he meets.

did they encourage cullen to continue taking lyrium, or to stop? for what reasons? - to stop because even though he’s not very close to Cullen and he has his issues with him, he didn't want him to be dependent of lyrium in order to work to the best of his abilities. because Cullen is in charge of such a huge part of the Inquisition, he needs him to be dependable

does it bother them to sleep in tents when on the road with the inquisition? - nope! Duke loves tracking and yknow finding and looking for stuff out in the wilds so he’s used to that sort of thing since he grew up in a naturey place. he had to spend a lot of nights in similar situations while he was part of the Carta too

are they an optimist, a pessimist, or neutral? - i guess something between an optimist and a neutral? I guess you could call him an optimistic realist. he rarely veers towards pessimism

if varric wrote a book about your inquisitor, how would they feel about that? - he would actively encourage it because it would be fucking hilarious to read

do they get along with vivienne? - nope, he doesn’t even recruit her.

are they afraid of anything specifically? - spiders

what was their reaction to the destruction of haven?

how do they feel about “the game”? - a bunch of nugcrap

are they especially protective of certain inquisition members, even those capable of defending themselves? - even though he knows that all three of them can take care of themselves and he trusts them to do so, he still worries about them the most. Cole, Krem , and scout Harding.

do they like their skyhold pajamas? - he hates the pajamas. but the outfits that he usually wears look superrr fly so he doesn’t mind those one bit

are there any insults they find to be especially offensive? (i.e. “knife ear”/”rabbit” for elves, “oxmen” for qunari, ect.) - I am not sure what insults a dwarf would get in terms of specific words. the fact that people keep making comments about the Inquisitor surprisingly being a dwarf does annoy him though

if varric gave them a nickname, what would it be? - either cherry because of his red hair OR the Archduke :P

do they enjoy being the inquisitor? - yes!! at the beginning, he's more wary of it, which of course makes sense, but even then he's just ready to take on the role of the leader because no one else will do it and he does have the mark so it makes sense for him to do it. as time moves on he grows to really like it! he makes a great leader and he knows it.

[shanessa-mae]

So this is one of the stories um working on 🤔

USF. United Space Forces. The Forces for short, was created to find another livable planet. Us humans have destroyed our mother earth. In able to go outside you have to wear a special mask to help turn carbon dioxide into oxygen. We have lost most of our plant life outside. Dead trees still stand and some species still strive, though not nearly enough to make oxygen. The plant life we do have are in green houses. They still are having major issues growing successfully. The trees that grow are stunted in growth and don't even reach a few feet. We have lost the ability to grow much farm life outside, we have a few small indoor farms. Though only the rich have access to fresh vegetables and fruits. scientists have made synthetic food to eat, it tastes disgusting though.  I myself have not had the opportunity to eat fresh foods. Only canned processed foods. I did steal an apple off of a truck when I was 8 years old and was starving from not eating for 2 days. I was only able to get one bite out of the apple before i was spotted and striked for stealing and eating fresh food. Since that day I have vowed to make it into USF. 

     The program I have been training my ass off to get into. Its a program where you get selected for your talents and sometimes for your genetics and personality, which is more rare than being picked for talents. I guess they want to keep a diverse team together. Which makes sense to a certain extent, you don't want multiple people with the same leader attitude. It would lead to chaos and fights. Everyone trying to be the boss and push their ideas and ways off onto everyone. Sometimes being a follower comes in handy in some cases. Myself i have been training from day one to be the caption of a future team.   

 The USF sends out a new team every 10 years giving enough time for the other teams to report back on their status. The first 5 years are them traveling in cryosleep to their destination. The other 5 years are for them to find a Liveable planet in their designated solar system or galaxy. They run multiple tests on the planets to check for oxygen levels, Checking the ecosystems, as well as the wildlife, and if there is an alien race living on there or not. So far there have been 5 teams that have been chosen and sent out. Only 2 have returned, the other three we lost any signals and communication with them once they landed on their potential planet. The 2 teams who have returned weren't able to find any livable planets in their systems and were able to come back safely. 

I trained since I was 8 years old and I will be on the next launch. Perks come with being on the team. Your loved ones and family will be instantly higher up in class. No longer wondering where their next meal will come from and will be given no housing. A salary will be paid to them yearly, no matter if your mission is successful or not. You are risking your life for the earth and will be rewarded as well as your family. If you come back from the mission you will be made into an advisor for future teams. If you find a livable planet and are able to successfully make it our new home you will be a founder of the planet and will be close to royalty. I Strive to give my family a better life. No longer starving when we run out of our monthly rations. No longer having to wait a week to take a shower or wash clothes once a month due to our limited water use. I will be the next captain of Team 6. 

The good thing about the testing is no matter your class you are given the same opurinites. They implanted that so they didn't miss a diamond in the rough. Which i am. I was at my last session of Advanced Gun training. I was the top in my class followed by my best friend. She was from a class A family. The looks, the skills and the money.

 Though she is different from the others, she's humble and she knows she isn't different from anyone else because of her daddy's money. She has earned her own spot in this world. I hide my true self from her for the first few years we were friends. I told her my family just moved to the area and were not well known but were successful in the farming industry. Which now days was a very very well respected career. She called me on my bullshit when she saw me at the food collection center. Food collection centers are where low class get their monthly rations. She was volunteering there handing out food, i tried to play it off but all she did was stand there with her hands on her hips calling out all my bullshit and once she was done she hugged me and explained my class has nothing to due with out friendship then proceed to help me carry my rations home.  

I swivlied on my toes and brought my shaft down on the back of his knees. He dropped to one knee and started to swirl his shaft around but before he got it up i slammed mine down into his. It slammed down on the ground with a thunderous bang. I whipped the shaft up and held it under his chin forcing him to submit. I made eye contact with his dark brown eyes. The colors of dark chocolate with a light brown swirled into them. He held his own for the whole match but he made one mistake and turned his back on me. I smiled down and reach down to help him up. As he grabbed my hand and went to stand he used his weight to pull me down into him and then rolled us down and pinned me to the floor.

 He leaned down and whispered “I never submit Frecks” calling me by the common nickname I was given. 

I ground my teeth and stealthed out “ Its Theadora” and wiggled out from his grasp. He just shrugged while smirking this smug ass grin and left to change. 

I stalked over to Alice and took the water bottle she handed to me. That was Jeptha the dick who has been the only one to be equal in sparring with me, and it pisses me off. I shook my head and looked over at alice who was currently checking out Lucy the girl who is magically good with tech. She is someone id want on my team. I’d make her head technologist of the craft. I knew I could trust her to handle the tech on the spacecraft, she new all the latest systems and also loopholes. Though she doesn't publicly share that.

“ you know you could just go talk to her and shoot your shot.” I nudged her side and smiled at her. She had this sound look on her face, “I don't need distractions while im gone” She replied and then plucked at her sweat towel. She was just as confident as I was that she was making the cut.

“You know she might make the cut to, and I think she has similar feelings for you sooo.” I suggested to her. She sighed and just shook her head giving me the signal not to press it.

She has never been able to fully express herself and how she is attracted to females. She knew her family would go ballistic. I never pressed her on coming out because i knew once we started our mission it wouldn't matter.  Since the next 10 years of our life would be simply focussed on the mission. I bent down and scooped up my bag and and drank the last of the water and handed it back to Alice. It was time to go home and wait for the results of the tests and for the choice to be made. I hugged Alice and went towards my house.

It took me about 2 hours to walk to my house, normally Alice would have had her driver drop me off on her way through into the upper class sector. Though today she had an appointment with her father at his business. She was signing her right away from the company. Her father threatened her with losing her stability with her family's money if she went through with the tests. He did not think someone of his name and class belong on the USF. He thought it was below them. He knew his family would get a home on the new planet and thought why waste the time and potinaly death it brings. Though Alice has always planned on signing her rights away. She wanted nothing to do with him or his company. 

[renee-writer]

Shamrock to a Thistle Chapter 12 Meeting the Parents

Oh lord, am I nervous. I stand amidst my discarded clothes. I have no idea what to wear. Finally I give up and call for my mum. She walks in and sighs.

“Not again Lexy.” She searches though and hands me a pair of fancy jeans and a button down blouse. “They will love you.” She pulls my hair into a bun. There is a knock on the front door and I jump. “Claire Lexy O’Leary, they will love you because their son is crazy about you and you are a wonderful person.” I give her a weak smile and head downstairs.

Jamie waits. His eyes get large when they see me. “Claire, ye are a vision..” I blush and shake my head. “Ye are. Are ye ready?”

“As I will ever be.” He takes my hand and we walk out. My parents follow.

They sit in the back of Jamie's car. I sit beside him. We are quiet as we drive deeper into the Highlands. Every once in awhile, Jamie reaches out and stokes my hand. He sense he is nervous too. When we pull up in front of his house( mansion!), I lose my breath.

“Frecking hell Jamie! That isn’t a house! It is a bloody castle!”

“Claire language.” My mum says out of rote. My dad and her are both staring too.

“Nae, ut is Hope Hall. It's official name. It is a working farm. Truly. Just a big one.”

As if I wasn’t nervous enough. I take several deep breaths as he comes around to open my door. I take his hand and the front door opens. Cully comes running out and wraps her arms around me.

“Welcome to my home.” She hugs me tight .

I laugh. “It isn't like you haven’t seen me just two days ago.”

“Son,” A different male Scottish voice says,” Nice to see yer face around here. It is been awhile.”

“Da, ye ken it takes a lot of time to run yer own business.”

“Aye.” Jamie steps aside and I lose my human shield. Jamie's da is huge. He has dark hair but his son and daughter’s blue eyes.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Anderson.”

“Och lass. Call me Bruce. It is verra nice to meet ye.”

“Let me meet the lass how stole my son's heart.” Mrs. Anderson has the expected red hair. It is as curly as Jamie’s. I blush under her comment. I feel her hand lift up my chin.” No need for embarrassment dear. I ken by the way he speaks about ye on the phone.”

I find my voice. “Nice to meet you Mrs. Anderson.

“Call me Allina. Mrs. Anderson is far to formal.”

“Meet my mum Mary and my dad Christopher.” Our parents greet each other.

“Time for a dram.” Bruce suggests. We all agree bar Jamie.

“I am driving and this one,” He points to me,” Can drink me under the table.”

“Truly!” Bruce says,” I have meet few that can outdrink my son.”

“Tis true da. Almost a whole bottle of Irish whisky and was able to work the next day.”

“Oh, she was hung over, make no mistake. Was just her Irish blood that allowed her to do so.” My dad adds.

“What do ye do then, Claire?” Allina asks.

“Jamie didn't tell you how we meet?” They both shake their heads as Cully heads off to check on supper. ”Well, he came into the A&E..” I launch into the tale of his broken arm and all that happened. “He was surprised to see me in Glasgow. I was sure surprised to see him. Mum works as a midwife at the hospital and dad is a tailor.”

“A tailor?” Bruce asks.

“Aye. I had my own shop in Ireland.”

“Why did ye move?” We all exchange looks.

“It is a long story.” I say. Cully rescues us by announcement that supper is ready. Jamie, takes my hand and leads me to the table.

It is covered with platters of food. ”A typical Sunday meal?” my mum asks.

“Only when we have company.” Allina answers. The food is passed around and the conversation flows smoothly. Jamie invites me for a walk around the estate after supper. I accept. “Just don't walk to fast as my legs aren’t as long as yours.”

“I wouldn’t mind carrying ye.” I blush and it grows deeper when Allina stage whispers to mum,” They suit each other.”

“They do.” She replies.

After dinner, I offer to help clean up. “Nae lass. Go take your walk with Jamie,” Allina says. I meet Cully’s eye and she nods. Jamie notices are exchange and frowns. We are keeping a secret. It is time to tell him.

He interlocks our fingers as we start to walk. We get a ways away from the house. “What does my sister know that I dinna?”

“She only knows because she guessed.” I start out saying. I take a deep breath and Jamie stops us. He takes my other hand, turning me around to face him. I lower my head and he doesn’t push for eye contact. This allows me to continue. “I never had a serious relationship. School was my priority. Then internship, now work. No one serious until now.” I look up, meet his eyes for a minute before dropping them. ”Well because of this and because of what I believe, I am a virgin. I intend to be so until I ma married. I know that is unheard of in this day and age but, that is how I want it. If you wish to..”

“Hush. Do you think it matters to me.? I will honor anything you decide about that. You have a right to control yer own sexuality.” I let a breath out and meet his eyes.

“Thank you. I ah- well there is a name I only let those close to me call me. You may if you want.” He arches his eyes,” It is Lexy.”

“Lexy?”

“My middle name. My mum calls me thus. I wouldn’t mind if you did also.”

“I would be honored too. Lecy. Mo guaol.”

“You know I know what that means, right?”

“Oh damn. I guess I canna swear in the Ghaildhig either?”

“You can. I will just know what you are saying.” He laughs and we start to head back. “It is a shame to have to leave. It is so peaceful here.”

“Aye. Cully and Fraser’s wedding will be at the kirk here.”

“That will be beautiful.”

“Aye.” But he isn’t cooking at his surroundings but at me. I rest my head on his shoulder as we head back. We find all our parents waiting outside.

“Ready to go then?” my dad asks. I look at the time. It is getting late. I hadn't realized.

“We best. Allina, Bruce, thank you for having us at your home.”

“Our pleasure, my dear. Make sure my son brings you back soon.” She hugs me and then him. She whispers' it is about time son' in Ghaildhig in his ear.

“Mam, Claire speaks Ghaildhig.” He says.

“Oh. Weel Claire, I am glad he has finally found ye.” I don’t know how to respond to that so I just hug her again and then Bruce. My parents also express their appreciation and say their goodbyes.

“Cully, do ye need a lift?” Jamie asks.

“Nae thanks. I don't work until Tues night sae I am staying.”

I hug her goodbye too. “Did ye tell him?” I nod.

“It went well.” And then louder,” I will see you Tuesday.”

We head out then.

[gypsyjucar]

Alpha and omega.

Pairing: Dean x Reader.

Warnings:

Age gap Dean is 26 reader is 18.

Gif not mine credit to owner

This is my first post so please be kind.

English is not my first language so sorry for mistakes.

Dean pov:

I was in a hunting trip with Sammy, we just get to the motel and we decided to go to the restaurant they had, we seat down and a olden lady come to us to take note.

"I'll have a salad and water please."

"I'll have a hamburger with bacon, fries a coke and.... Ohh pie, two slices"

Cherry and pecan my favorite.

The old lady takes the notes and go to the kitchen.

Meanwhile Sammy and i discuss things of the case, a little after the lady comes back with the food, it was soo good the burger the fries but i keep the pies for the last part.

When i take the first bite of the cherry one i just closed my eyes and i make a hum of satisfaction to the explosion of flavors. I finished the tho ones and then the lady come back to take the dishes away.

"excusme ma'm could i see the person who make the pies they where the best pies i ever eat'it"

"yes of course son, I'll tell her and when she finished, she will come"

So she put us coffe and we paid the food the people got out it was time to close and then the old lady says good night to us.

" y/n honey don't forget to close, and these two gentlemens are wating for you"

"just a minute, bye nana be careful"

I heard a sweet voice, it was calming

And caring, i was watching my watch, when from nowhere a smell hit me, vainilla cinnamon and roses, the most sweet scents, i look up and see the most beautiful creature i ever seen.

She was tiny, long y/h/c a goddes lips and then she looked at me, and i was a gonner, in that moment adored her eyes, the are y/e/c pure, innocent, like i could just be calm and happy looking at them. And i just know'it, she is my omega.

"sammy i found her" i barely whisper.

I sit up and practically run into her until i am face to face with her.

"omega"

I say in my alpha voice, looking at something i never really think of found, i always thought that with my life i will never find my mate, i just have been with betas for the lonely nigths, but i always felt this.. This... Emptiness on my chest, like a part of me wass missing, and i put'it away until now, in this moment i fell whole, my other half was in front of me.

I soo gently tuck a piece of hair behing her hear and i feel a gasp from her. "alpha" she said and hugs me, her face buried on my chest and she was crying. I zoned out for a moment but instantly hug her back and i put my nose on tge crock of her neck inhaling her scent. After a little, she pulled away slowly and looked at me with... Love, adoration, tenderness. I clean her tears with my fingers.

"why are you crying, baby girl" it come out naturally that nickname, i never called nicknames to the betas i have been with, because that means that i felt something for them in a way that only i could feel for my mate.

"becouse i been alone soo much time and i though that you will never found me, and now you are here and thats means that i don't have to be scared anymore" she says gulping.

I kiss her forehead.

" I'm here now you no have to be scared anymore, I'll protect you from all bad things, you will never being alone never, now that I'm here"

She smiles and takes seat next to me.

"My name is Dean, and this is my little brother Sammy"

"It's Sam and nice to meet you"

" Hi, my name is Y/N, nice to meet you too"

I take her hand in mine and she looks at it smiling, shit this is real, she is here with me and let me be clear I'm not gonna let her go I just can't. I will figure something.

" well I'm gonna go to the motel, I'll leave you guys time to talk"

Sammy says and I'm grateful because I need to get to know her more.

"So tell me what are you doing working here, are you alone?" I ask her and her face falls a little bit.

" humm yeah, my parents died in a car crash one year ago soo I decided to leave and I ended here, it's nice but lonely" I pull her to my side and kiss her forehead.

"I'm sorry baby, but now I'm here OK, you have me and my brother, I think you and Sammy will get along really nice"

"ohh shut its really late I have to close"

I look ar her and I don't wanna let her go now.

" I know that what I'm about to ask is weird but, can i spend the night with you to talk, it's just, I just found you and Im not ready to let you go"

She smiles at me and kisses my cheek and blushes like crazy, it's soo adorable, my flushed girl.

"I would love to spend the night talking with my alpha"

My heart skips a beat every time she calls me by my range name.

So she close the dinner and I open the door from my car for her, I text Sammy telling him that I'm going to her place.

We enter in the small apartment. It's cozy and intimate, I like it.

"You can sit on the couch, I don't have beer becouse I don't drink but I have coke you want one, ohh also I have pie"

She is soo sweet, I could just kiss her for a life time.

"Yeah baby one coke is fine and thank you"

She brings two cokes and sits down on the couch. I pull her close to me with her legs on my lap and she puts her head on my shoulder.

We spent hours talking about everything, it's just natural begin here with her, like breathing, later she brings pie and we eat it, I feed her and she gladly take is, obviously blushing like crazy.

"You didn't tell me what you are doing here, working with your brother?"

OK this is it, I'm not gonna lie to her ever.

"Yeah, look baby what I'm about to tell you it's gonna sound crazy, but you have to trust me OK scent me and tell me if I'm lying to you"

She looks at me seriously and nods.

"We are looking for my dad, he's been missing soo me and my brother we are looking for him, we are hunters, not the topical, we hunt the supernatural things, the monsters you where scared when you where a kid, they are real baby, demons, vampires werewolves, all it's real, my mom was killed when I was four and my dad Sammy and me we are looking for that son of a bitch"

She stais quiet for a seconds and she laughs.

Wtf....

"Dean, I'm a hunter to, my parents where killed by a vampire nest, I was the only survivor, so you guys are here for the case, I was working on it at the dinner people talk soo I have to appli for the baker job"

That makes sense my omega has to be hunter, of course, son of a bitch I'm lucky, I'm a lucky motherfucker. I took her face in my hands and soo gently like I was gonna break her or that I was going to wake up from this dream I pressed my lips to her and I could fell her soul caressing mine, healing mine, all my nightmares are gone all bad things are gone and happiness, joy and love are replaced in all my human being. I pull apart but I keep my eyes closed and my forehead on top of hers.

"That was my first kiss"

She says out of breath, and i smile.

" I always wanted to save everything to my alpha, and I'm soo glad that I did it"

She brings her hand to my face and caresses me, looking all my freckes, eyes, eyebrow, hair and everything.

"Baby, come with me and Sammy, I don't wanna let you go, leave this apartment, I can't give you a home and I'm sorry, but I'll trie to make you happy everyday, and protect your from any bad thing that comes close to you"

"Dean, you don't understand it right?, you my alpha, you are my home, my happiness and my life, all I want it's being yours"

[nullum-nocte]

Call Me Kevin Ask Meme ( Harry Potter edition ) Prt. 6

“Yeah just encourage this minor to drink that’s great...”

“___ I’ll see you later- I love you but I don’t love the company you keep.”

“Sorry I’m an absolute dick, I'm coming in, I don’t care if your close.” “You really should’ve locked the door cuz that’s not gonna stop me- I’ll never be a good person!”

“Yes! Steal his shit!”

“Never! I’m not done ruining your life!” 

“____ is just skulking in the background there I think he/she/they might be up to something.”

“Jokes on you ____ I landed safely!”

“Oh, I don’t care you can be as menacing as you want.”

“Quick! Crawl into that hole!”

“____ passed out high as feck again.” 

“___ didn’t even take house points from us? He’s/She’s/They're not so bad of a person after all.”

“I mean I can’t really think of much more we could’ve done- we were horrible tonight.”

“Great even the books are haunted, this school is trash!”

“Why is this history book even in the fecking restricted section that’s what I wanna know- it doesn't make any sense!”

“This place is demented; I hate this school so much. Why couldn’t I go to an ordinary school...”

“Why was this school built this way.”

“Did you just eat that ____? I know you’ve lived kind of rough in your childhood but surely you don’t sink to owl treats, do you?”

“Feck off I’m not dealing with you!”

“Who's hiding all these treats behind the books and why are you eating them?”

“My disappointment with this castle only grows and grows; why are they not taking care of this place.” 

“I can’t hear you over your menacing music.”

“Oh? We’re doing a proper duel, this isn’t no street fight.”

“Is your attack just trying to socially make me awkward because it’s working; that’s the worst attack of all.” 

“You surprised to see me back? I kinda am, that was a death trap.”

“"____'s normally exhausted, imagine how tired he/she/they are after actually doing something for once!”

“You may have won the house cup but look at the state of your face!”

‘This has never happened before- why are you doing this!?”

“Holy shit you die in fou- I mean nice to meet you....”

“Didn’t ask for your life's story dude, let's go.”

“Okay no one cares, show me how to cripple people.”

“Now you’re being a dick- it’s alright if the game is close, but when we’re just destroying them, and you're showboating like that....”

“Jesus Christ braveheart over here...”

“He’s not gonna fecking do it, I’ll kill him all over again”

“My progress lights look like traffic lights.” 

“I want to show _____ just because he’s a celebrity it doesn't mean he can win everything!”

“_____’s so complimentary to Gryffindor and I’m here doing everything and no one cares.”

“What the fuck is this- the ____’s control like heat-seeking bludgers.”

“I want to beat this _____ fecker. I’m sick of him getting his/her/their way all the time!”

“It’s cold enough to freeze a dragon’s what now?”

“____’s just generally angsty.”

“I just attacked a cat, good thing ____ doesn't seem to care.”

“Well, that was a great class I hope one day the other students will learn something.”

 “Why did he scatter all the ingredients all around the classroom- this has nothing to do with potions!”

“____! Our friend is dying!”

“Help my friend or I’ll kill all of you!” 

“No one will stop my babies from being fed!”

“____ is the only helpful person.”

“Hey Slytherins, you impressed yet?”

“I know you’re twins but do you have to make that same stupid noise as each other.”

“Oh good, we just killed a Slytherin.”

“Look how strong ___ is! He might be a shitty wizard but look at that left punch!”

“Alright I need to go to the pub after that, have a few drinks...” 

“The Riddle house? That’s terrifying! Imagine getting stuck in a house of Riddles....”

“Wait- ____ just ditched us!”

“This is troubling times, terrorist everywhere....”

“This is just using magic for the sake of it- to show off!”

“____ is so frecking stupid it frustrates me.”

“Oh, for fecks sakes stop messing around ____!”

“We could just do this peacefully ____.... Or you can just kill the bastard.”

“____’s getting hurt somewhere wherever they are, physically or emotionally I do not know.”

“Don’t call me competent okay, don’t lie right to my face.”

“Ooooo he/she/they just ran into a tree....”

“Hey! He/She/They just hit me!” 

“I can’t even be mad about how much of a douche ____ is because of that little face he/she/they made.”

[littlemisssquiggles]

Hey ! Hello again, not music this time (but Im thinking for the next one XD) anyway, remember that post you did about Oscar and Ruby nicknames for each other ? So, I just came with the idea of Ruby calling Oscar "Cookie" or something, cuz 1- Ruby Love cookies 2- Oscar has freckles. So she (maybe) would connect both of them XD but idk, what do you think ? Have a nice day XD ♡

M’dear Lethie, are you implying that just becauseour precious farm boi has brown skin and freckles, that that automaticallymakes him a walking, talkingchocolate chip cookie?

Y’know what’s funny? I actually considered thisidea once upon a time too. I once pondered about why us Pineheads are calling Oscar a cinnamon roll when he’s moreobviously like a chocolate chip cookie? Makes sense right? He even haschocolate chips with dem adorable freckly-frecks of his. So yeah, you’re notalone in that thought hun.

I also like your idea of Rubes calling Oscar ‘cookie’. However for me, I more see it as her calling himthat because of his aunt. Y’know how close family members would sometimes havepersonal pet names for their relatives, right? Imagine…if‘cookie’was a nickname that Auntie Pine would call Oscar a lot when he was little beangrowing up on the farm. Now when Oscar was a kid, he didn’t mind the nicknameso much since he was at the obliviously naïve age where cute yet embarrassing family pet names wouldn’t phase him.

However now that Oscar is a teenager; and a rather introvertedone at bet, he doesn’t quite like the nickname as much anymore and becomes especiallyself-conscious when his aunt would address him by it, especially in front ofother people. Despite knowing this, Auntie Pine still finds herself using thename during moments where she feels like teasing her little nephew and feedingon his humiliation for her own kicks (particularly during times of payback whenshe wants to get back at Oscar when he becomes too cheeky).  

One day, Ruby overhears Auntie Pine teasinglycalling Oscar ‘cookie’ and as a joke, starts calling him that herself everytime she wants to taunt him a little bit too. Not because the silver-eyedhuntress enjoyed bullying Oscar but more so due to the fact that she secretly adored how flustered the young boy would get every timeshe addressed him by that name; finding his embarrassment rather funny and cute at the same time.

That’s my take on it. Whaddaya think about that?

Hope you have a nice day too Lethiepie. Just returned from having zero net access for thepast few days so I’m gonna play catch up now. As always, thank you for yourquestions especially this one cause it’s RoseGarden related and y’know how muchI love our two small, more honest souls.

~LittleMissSquiggles (2018)