#dunno why but i always cringe when i read this

[archangeldyke-all]

I feel like Sev is a total dad in that any time she gets into an argument with one of The Kids (tm), she will absolutely never verbally apologize. She will, however, appear with ten crates of a fruit that they mentioned they liked approximately one time in passing or just randomly decide to take them somewhere fun. Just randomly…Totally not because she feels bad or anything…

AD:FAS:DF:ASJDF this is so sweet okay

men and minors dni

it's easier for her to apologize to isha.

the kid's so tiny, and her big gold eyes are so cute, and she doesn't have much ...history... with isha-- so when she accidentally steps on isha's fingers, or eats the leftovers isha was saving for herself in the fridge, or farts when isha's standing right behind her-- a quick "oh, my bad, isha" or "sorry, kiddo" slip off her tongue easily.

of course, this doesn't change the fact that she'll feel guilty as hell for the rest of the day and spoil isha endlessly. but still, it's a little easier for her to actually say sorry when it's baby isha.

it's different with jinx.

for one thing... jinx talks. and jinx talks back. sevika's good at a lot of things, but quick comebacks are not her strong suit. usually, she gets flustered and gruffs out a 'shut the fuck up' which leads to an even bigger argument.

for another thing, jinx and sevika have been squabbling for years. and sometimes those squabbles were... intense, to say the least. the recent familial feelings sevika and jinx have formed for each other have not always existed.

so... it's a little harder for sevika to apologize to her.

she always knows when she's gone too far. she's incredibly intuitive, she's able to read jinx's micro-expressions like an open book. so it's not like she needs help in realizing her mistakes.

it's just the apologizing for it that's hard for her.

about three months into the girls moving in with you, jinx and sevika get into their first real fight as family.

you and isha watch with cringes as they both fling insults and soft objects at each other-- fighting in the way people fight only when they've known each other forever.

it ends with jinx fleeing to her room and sevika reaching for her emergency cigarette stash. she only allows herself a pack a year, so you know she feels horrible when she grabs two.

isha rushes to comfort jinx. you rush to comfort your wife.

"you alright?" you ask as you step onto the back porch. sevika just shrugs.

"i'll get over it. she'll get over it." she mumbles. you wrap an arm around her shoulders, and sevika groans. "shit, i feel so bad. i shouldn't lose my shit with her like that anymore."

"...probably not." you hesitantly agree. sevika huffs and elbows you, and you just kiss her cheek. "but mistakes are alright, babe. we're still learning. both of us. yesterday i caught isha playing with one of our vibrators. she was using it as a mini bazooka in her game of doll wars--" sevika cuts you off with a burst of surprised laughter, and you smile. "point is we're figuring it out as we're going. and nobody's bleeding, so i'd count that as a win."

sevika sighs and agrees with you, stubbing out her cigarette and kissing you soundly.

you think that's the end of it until you're at the store with jinx the next day.

"did sevika say anything to you about... like... robbing a convience store or something?" jinx asks. you blink.

"what?"

jinx shrugs. "this morning she woke me up by shoving, like, an industrial sized box of flamers onto my bed. like fifty pounds of flamers!" jinx giggles. you smile. that explains her and isha's red stained mouths this morning-- and why sevika was out so late last night. "so i dunno. i'm just trying to figure out where she got 'em from."

"she bought them, jinx. she's saying sorry to you."

"...sorry for what?" she asks.

"for the fight you got in last night!" you giggle.

jinx blinks again, like she's never been apologized to before. it's likely that she hasn't. you sigh and wrap an arm around her shoulder. "...sevika's never apologized to me before." she says. you nod. "at least, not without silco threatening her job, or something."

"you weren't her kid back then." you say.

a smile ticks up at the corner of her mouth, and jinx giggles.

"why didn't she just say 'sorry?' she musta spent at least a hundred on that box--"

"she's not the best with her words, jinx, you know this." you say with a laugh. jinx cackles and nods.

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[seventh-district]

again and again i find myself lamenting that audio roleplay isn't taken more seriously by some people. like yeah, they often have a romantic element, and by nature they usually directly involve/address the listener- and i totally get that those things aren't to everyone's taste. no art or entertainment is universally appealing, and that's okay! but.. it still makes me a lil sad that the "cringe" reputation of asmr/audio rp precedes it. there's a whole lot of talent and creativity being poured into these audios by so many people that i feel goes unrecognized and/or disrespected simply due to the medium that the stories are being told through.

[writingforatwistedworld]

A request...

Dunno if this has been done already but A self aware Azul, Trey, and Lilia reacting to the player saying they "had a bad day but seeing them made it much better".

Let me know if this is confusing and you're free to not answer of course

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, obsessive behavior, unhealthy behavior, mentions of blood, mentions of war, death, bad cringe humor bc I haven't written for a while

Trey Clover/ Azul Ashengrotto/Lilia Vanrouge-"Seeing you made my day better!"

Oh, are you alright?

The second you returned to them, Trey could tell that something was wrong with you

A bad day perhaps?

If he could talk to you he would sit you down to talk about what (or who) ruined your day (whilst secretly planning their demise but pshh)

But then you suddenly stare at the screen and drop something like that at him? Whew... I-I think he is swooning

He almost forgets that you are having a horrible time before all of this until he finally sees you having a strained expression once more before going off

Oh ok. This is fine. This is totally fine. Haha... TOTALLY FINE

Like, imagine my mans expression

He feels honored that you feel and think that way about him but at the same time...

Bro over here can't really help

He tries to be as present as possible after that

(Toatally not like a cat throwing itself on your lap for attention)

In his mind, the more present he is the better you feel

(Not like peeps play games to escape reality but sure, if Trey wants to see himself as your emotional aspirin then sure)

But perhaps his attention really helped, perhaps something good just happened that got you in a good mood

So when you finally said that seeing him made your day so much better it felt like the sun was peeking out from behind the clouds after a long storm

Well, luckily he didn't need to conspire with Draconia to get you here anymore

But then again, if what you said was true then him being with you would keep you happy all the time, right?

Oh what he does for his go-I mean his uncrowned ruler

This brings back a lot of dark memories for him

And I mean that literally

His memories of these days are filled with him sitting in a dark corner of his little pot

Only with the difference that for him his ray of light was food, for you it… is whatever this is

It does surprise him though

You, the high scholar, wisest of the wise, were more human than he imagined you to be

Well, to be fair, it was easy to imagine you as that unfeeling being that hovered over all of them

Day after day did the octopus see you do whatever you came to do and then go again

Although… you always made sure to check on him whilst having that faint smile on your face

How sweet. Doesn’t make him worry any less though

Until one day you finally tell him that seeing him made your day better

Wow… how is he supposed to react to that?

His inspiration for everything he does sees him in that light

This totally won’t get to his now. Naw. I have no idea what you are talking about

Continue to tell him that. Tell him how much his presence makes you happy

And if you should look in the direction of some unfortunate NPC that unknowingly made you laugh he will see red

Interesting, his cane looks a bit red as well. The handle area should be cleaned again… why is it so sticky?

Lilia is not amused

Sleep deprived, yes, but not amused

Oh why that? Well, this father decided to pray even more to you in order to cheer you up

Now, if you know anything about Lilia in this au then you also know how religious he is, so him praying even more? Uh… perhaps he gets two hours of sleep at best

You are his god so surely you hear his words, asking you why your expression is always so sad, so exhausted

STOP SHARPENING YOUR SWORD YOU OLD BAT THERE IS NO NEED TO START A HOLY WAR IN THE OVERSEERS NAME WTF MADE YOU EVEN THINK OF THAT SOLUTION??!

Anyways, if Lilia is not in a good mood, so is entire Diasomnia. He is more or less the dorms old and wise fairy grandmother who hands out advice like lollipops so when he is not in a good mood, so is nobody else

No matter what the local group of non-violent military trained guys do, they just can’t cheer up their usually oh so happy teacher and guide

Lilia reminds the NPCs of the dorm of a certain general they read about in the history books (but there is no way that could be Lilia)

Until one day he walks in like he is in a romance anime, looking up with sparkling eyes to the altar and thanking your statue for your favor

If this was any other dorm, he would have been send to the school therapist (oh yeah, they have a shrimp instead of that)

When asked by his son what happened Lilia just looks up, still with that weird look in his eyes, tells him that “I have finally been noticed by our grace”

Malleus is telling Sebek in the meantime to call for a doctor because it seems like their general just lost his last few marbles

What really happened was Lilia heads down dangling from who knows where, perhaps the cafeteria chandelier, and asking himself what could have made you so sullen the last few days

Until suddenly you zipped in, looked at him (probably once up to his knees and then down to his head whilst saying “Mhm. Looks good.”) and were like “Seeing you made my day better.”

That was the moment when Lilia lost his grip on the metal and fell face-first, thankfully it was already late so no one was present but if I got a coin every time he fell like that I would have one, which tells us how rarely that happens

How about you go to whatever NPCs that govern the other countries and warn them that there is a high low-key mad general who would start would annihilation if you so much as feel slightly sluggish

You know those people who need to hear compliments constantly so they don't go bananas? Yeah

Whoops. Seems like you complimented the uniform of Octavinelles uniforms after seeing one of their NPCs. Wonder what happened to that guy. He isn't attending his classes anymore, that's for sure

[mintsbubbletea]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐨 - 𝐄𝐮𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬

Word Count: 2,500

Contains: She/her pronouns, digesting weed, sex, fingering, cursing, crying, p-in-v, unprotected sex, dunno if I miss anything

Proof read and Edited

A/N: also these are some of the experience I have when I was high so please enjoy lmao

Denki glanced at you with a curious expression as you both stood at the entrance of his dorm. "Y/n, are you really sure about giving this a shot?" he asked, a teasing smile playing on his lips. Your nervousness was evident as you anxiously bit your lip. "I've never seen you do something like this before, so I just want to make sure," he teased with a smirk

You fidgeted with the hem of your shirt and replied softly, "Yes, I'm sure." The uncertainty in your voice was palpable.

"Alright then," Denki said, using his head to gesture towards the inside of his dorm. He closed the door behind you as you stepped in. You found yourself sitting on his bed while he rummaged through his drawer. He turned back to face you and said, "Instead of smoking, I'll give you edibles. Since you've never tried it before, I don't want you to cough or anything. Also if we smoke Mr. Aizawa will find out cause of the smell” He chuckled and pulled out a pink candy bag.

You eyed the bag with curiosity and asked, "Are edibles better than smoking?" Denki made his way towards you and replied, "It really depends on the person. Sero prefers smoking, but I enjoy both methods.”

You nodded, attentively listening to Denki's explanation. He took out a gummy and handed it to you, saying, "Try this one. It's the mildest I have, only 10mg." The gummy was pink and shaped like a peach. You held it in your hand, examining it closely. Denki sat down next to you and popped one in his mouth.

After a moment of hesitation, you followed suit and put the gummy in your mouth. You chewed it and swallowed, cringing slightly at the aftertaste. "Yeah, the weed flavor kind of overpowers everything, sorry about that," Denki chuckled.

Curiosity got the better of Denki as he asked, "Does Sero know that you came to me?" You hesitated for a moment before replying, "Yeah, he does." It was a lie, though. Sero had promised to try it with you, but he always seemed to brush off the idea whenever you brought it up. You just wanted to give it a try, so you turned to Denki instead.

You and Denki were chatting in his room for an hour before Mina and Eijiro unexpectedly walked in to find you both laughing. "What's so funny?" Mina inquired, closing the door and removing her shoes. "Y/n wanted to try weed," Denki shared, stifling his laughter.

"Is this her first time?" Eijiro questioned, settling on the floor in front of you. Denki confirmed, and you blushed slightly from the earlier laughter. "I don't feel anything," you shrugged. Denki chuckled, shaking his head. "No, it's already hitting her. I'm not feeling it yet," he remarked as you gazed at the floor. Mina couldn't help but giggle at how you transitioned from talking to staring off. "Oh, I can see that."

"We brought snacks, perfect timing, right?" Eijiro mentioned, taking out some chips from his bag and tossing them around. You turned to Denki, who had white cheddar popcorn. "I want some," you reached out. He grinned, opening the bag and offering you some popcorn. "Do you want some?" he asked, and you nodded. He chuckled, handing you the bag, and you started munching, giggling softly.

One moment you were laughing and giggling, and the next, you were in tears. "Why would you say that?" you questioned Denki, while Mina hugged you as you cried. "I didn't say anything wrong," Denki defended himself, unsure of why you were crying. "I just mentioned that Gojo isn't that hot," he explained, causing you to cry even harder into Mina's embrace. Mina scolded Denki to be quiet before comforting you. "Don't cry, Y/n, Gojo is very attractive," she reassured, trying to cheer you up.

You lifted your head and glanced at Mina. "Right?" you sniffled, wiping away your tears with your hoodie sleeve. "Just look at him," you said, pulling out your phone and showing everyone your Gojo wallpaper. "But don't tell Sero he's my lockscreen," you added, putting a finger to your lips. "I change it when I'm with him." You let out a soft giggle. "Oh, don't worry, babes. He won't find out."

"Ugh, Mina, you're the best. I don't deserve you as a friend," you said, grabbing her face and giving her a gentle peck on the lips, causing her to blush. "Thank you?" she replied nervously.

"Oh, Sero's on his way with Bakubro," Eijiro announced as his phone beeped. You snapped your head towards him and shook it. "No, Sero can't find out I'm high," you said. "Huh? But you said he knew you came to me," Denki chimed in. You shook your head. "I'm terrible! I lied," you pouted. "He kept dismissing me whenever I mentioned it. He said I couldn't handle it, and I wanted to prove him wrong," you explained.

"He's going to kill us, Y/n! Mostly me," Denki groaned softly as you teared up, the effects of the weed making you even more emotional. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," you sniffled as tears streamed down your face. "No, no, don't cry, Y/n. He's almost here," Denki tried to comfort you, attempting to wipe away your tears, but they kept flowing as you cried harder. "Damn it."

"You're only making it worse, Denki," Eijiro scolded as he watched Denki's futile attempts to stop your tears. But everything fell silent when the door opened and Sero and Bakugo walked in. You turned your head away, making sure Sero couldn't see your face. "Why the hell is everyone so quiet?" Bakugo demanded as he took a seat nearby. Sero looked around, noticing your turned-away face and the nervous expression on Denki's face.

You let out a soft sniffle, and immediately Sero rushed over to you. "Hey, what's wrong, mi cielo?" he asked gently, cupping your face and noticing your puffy eyes. You tried to stay quiet, trembling lips and all. He looked into your eyes and saw how red they were, not just from crying. "Is she fucking high?" he asked, his jaw clenching. Everyone fell silent.

Bakugo scoffed. "Probably Denki gave her something. Mostly you and him smoke out of all of us," he said with a smirk, clearly hoping to provoke Sero into yelling at Denki. "Shut up, man!" Denki snapped at Bakugo, before feeling someone's intense gaze on him. "Denki," Sero warned. Denki was about to speak, but you cut him off. "I asked him to. I wanted to try it out," you sniffled again, and Sero sighed as he looked at you. "I'm sorry, Hanta," you said softly. "Don't apologize, Y/n," he reassured you, releasing your face.

"Let's just go, okay?" Sero gently took your hand and helped you up, leading you towards the door. "It's not her fault, man," Denki spoke up. "We'll talk tomorrow," Sero said, guiding you out. "Bye bye," you pouted, waving to your friends.

Sero led you to his room and closed the door behind you. You looked at him, wondering if he was mad. "Are you mad?" you asked hesitantly. He shook his head and looked at you. "No, mi cielo, I'm not," he said softly, taking off his shoes and lying down on his bed. "Come here," he patted the space next to him. Rubbing your eyes, you climbed onto the bed and snuggled up to his side. "Are you sure? You're acting different," you sniffled, resting your head on his chest while he ran his fingers through your hair. "I'm just upset in general, not at you, okay?" he reassured you, but his voice hinted at something more than just general upset.

You glanced up at him, questioning, "Was it because I went to Denki and not you?" observing his reaction. "Yeah," he murmured, causing your flushed face to pale. "Hanta-" Sitting up, tears welling in your eyes, you found yourself overwhelmed with emotion once more. "I'm so sorry," you apologized, tears streaming down your face. Sero couldn't help but chuckle at your tears. "Oh Y/n, please don't cry," he comforted, drawing you close and planting gentle kisses on your tear-stained face. "The only reason I brushed off your high talk was because I knew you'd react like this. You're such a lightweight, mi cielo. Just like the last time you got drunk, two cups and you were tipsy," he chuckled, as you listened, wiping your tears.

"Just come to me next time, and definitely don't go to Denki, okay?" he chuckled. "Okay," you sniffled, tears dampening his shirt. "I'm sorry," you mumbled once more. "Ya no mas," he said, cupping your face and silencing you with a kiss. After a few more minutes of cuddling, you found yourself pressing soft kisses to his neck, moving up for better access. Sero let out a soft hum, closing his eyes as his hand trailed down to the small of your back.

Feeling you slowly climb on top of him, your hips straddling his, your lips still on his neck, he placed his hands on your hips before asking, "What are you up to?"

"Making it up to you," you murmured, tracing your lips along his jaw. "Plus, I'm kinda horny," you giggled, barely touching his lips with a playful peck.

He looked up at you, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Really, huh?"he asked, a playful smirk curling his lips. "I can help with that," he chuckled, capturing your lips in a kiss. His hand reached up, gently cupping your face, pulling you closer, if that was even possible.

He flipped you over with ease, your body landing softly on his bed. He settled between your legs, your hands tangling in his hair, pulling gently as his free hand effortlessly slid your shorts down, leaving your lower half exposed. His hand found its way to your aching pussy his fingers pressing softly against your clit before pulling away from the kiss.

"We barely started, and you're soaking wet," he chuckled, his fingers circling your clit, earning a soft whine from you. "I'm telling you, its the weed," you giggled, your legs opening wider, craving to be filled. "Guess we should take some more often, huh?" he smiled down at you, reconnecting his lips with yours.

He continued to lavish attention on your aching pussy, his fingers deftly exploring your pleasure points with expertise, sliding two of his long fingers into your soaking cunt. He began to pump them in and out at a steady rhythm, creating lewd sounds of wetness that filled the room. In response, you gripped his forearm tightly, your back arching off the bed as you moaned and cursed, trying to reach for his lips even as your overwhelmed senses forced you to break the kiss. Your head fell into the pillow beneath you, and seeing this as a sign of your impending climax, he curled his fingers upwards, easily finding and stimulating the spot that could swiftly bring you to ecstasy. "Hanta" You squeaked out softly from the new sensation, a low chuckle left his lips feeling your reaction.

"That's a new sound, mi cielo",he murmurs, leaning in to press a kiss to your jawline and sprinkling soft kisses along your ear. The rhythm of his fingers continues, finding your sweet spot over and over, causing you to moan once again as your hips rock, seeking more with each passing moment. You are so close to reaching your climax with his fingers.

"Do you want more?" he asks, already familiar with the intricacies of your body and your needs.

He withdraws from your ear and gazes down at you. You eagerly. "Yes" Your brows are furrowed, your lips slightly parted, allowing soft whimpers to escape. His eyes take in the sight, and he swears that your expression only amplifies his affection for you. He is the one who reduces you to a moaning, whimpering mess, and he is the one who brings tears to your eyes from the sheer pleasure. He smiles before pressing a tender kiss to your lips.

"Okay,"he replies, his voice husky with desire.

He withdraws his fingers from your cunt, and they glisten with your juices. A small whine escapes your lips at the loss of contact. He undoes his pants, pulling them down enough for his hardened cock to spring free. With a firm grip on his shaft, he positions himself and pushes inside your wet pussy, feeling the tip slide in through the slickness before pressing deeper and deeper. You tighten around him, eliciting a soft grunt from him as he fully seats himself inside you.

The intimacy of the moment was palpable, a quiet gasp escaping your lips as you felt him enter you. A wave of warmth flooded your body, a sensation that was both exhilarating and comforting. You reached up, pulling him closer for another kiss, your lips meeting in a passionate embrace. " love you," you whispered against his lips, your voice a soft murmur against his skin. He responded with an equally tender kiss, deepening the connection between you. 

His movements were slow and deliberate at first, savoring the shared pleasure. His hand rested gently on your waist, his elbow propped against the headboard, creating a barrier of intimacy around you. "I love you most," he murmured, his voice husky with desire. 

As his movements quickened, your breathing grew ragged, your body responding to his rhythm. A deep, primal moan escaped your lips, echoing the passion that filled the room. You dug your fingers into his hair, the intensity of the moment pushing you towards a peak. 

The air grew thick with anticipation, the sound of skin meeting skin creating a symphony of pleasure. His hand moved to your leg, gently opening it, allowing him deeper access. His rhythm intensified a primal rhythm that echoed through your core, leaving both of you breathless. 

"Hanta" you moaned out, Your body arching off the bed, muscles clenching as you reached your climax. The feeling was overwhelming, a wave of pleasure that washed over you, leaving you trembling in his arms. You moaned into his mouth, the sound raspy and desperate, mirroring the intensity of your emotions. 

Sero, mirroring your intensity, reached his peak moments later, a guttural moan leaving his lips. "Fuck, Y/n," he cried out, pulling out as he released his cum on your stomach.

The room fell silent, the air filled with the lingering scent of sex. Both of you were spent, panting softly, your foreheads pressed together as you caught your breath. He stole a kiss, a tender gesture that conveyed the depth of his affection. 

Reaching over to his nightstand, he grabbed a tissue, gently wiping the cum from your stomach. "You doing okay, mi cielo?" he asked, his voice soft and concerned. 

You snuggled closer, resting your head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "More than okay," you whispered.

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[zan0tix]

I yap so much about the comic and the importance i find in its contents but i hope when i write dirk or jake or rlly any of them it doesnt come off as me dumbing them down😭

I know the core internal mechanisms at which they all operate from otherwise i wouldnt understand why they even do what they do and why they speak how they do since that is so crucial to analysis of their behaviour and Why they were written.

But i mostly write silly scenarios so the deeper messier parts dont get to show much😭 working on deeper things tho rest assured i am locking in🫡🫡🫡

I try to match the tones of how i believe the characters would act continuing off the ending of homestuck. With dirk and jake specifically i try to write them to where they still both kinda dont say everything they need to but they dont have the weight of narrative destiny on their shoulders anymore so they can admit they like spending time together and have actually confessed like normal people and got out those apologies they kept yammering on about in the last half of act 6

I try to reinvoke the ridiculous nature of the one time we really see the real dirk and jake talk (which was actually a dreambubble memory. jake is so gay.) but i try to make it feel how that did, they really do love spending time together and just being weird and cringe and bantering about stupid shit ❤️(the most we see dirk type laugh in the comic)

(Always Highly recommend reading this log if you havent in a while. Its just such good writing theyre so funny) https://www.homestuck.com/story/4844

I feel like the Best Bros part of dirkjake kinda gets lost alot of the time considering THEY NEVER SPEAK DIRECTLY (which is insane that hussie could craft this universe bending gender norm shattering yaoi with no fucking interactions wtf anyway) but there is alot you can gleam from jakes interactions with hal and this one log to tell us how they usually speak

Dirk always veers into making homoerotic comments because.. i dunno he might have feelings for jake or something whos to say. and when jake presses him dirk immediately diverts. I think from being around dave and everything daves realised thats bullshit about masculine standards and heroism that let him have a healthier relationship to masculinity, hearing abt that would loosen dirk up about Actually being affectionate to jake

But hes still somehow trying to no homo his way out of things that are incredibly homo just in a subtler way, not immediately going “Haha, what? I never said that. Anyway.” (Its both out of his fear for what his true identity means about him as a man but also because he doesnt think he deserves to get such affections cough thinks himself an evil)

And jake was always going with the flow. If his friends socially decreed something as okay to talk about then the fucking damn burst open and he couldnt keep it in anymore but they had to Very Clearly Clarify with him about it. So i think dirk going down a more positive road would lead jake there too seeing that if its okay for dirk to be less restrictive with his feelings jake can be too.

The Epilogues has a highly specific premise and was being manned by caliborn and calliope 2.0 cranked to the max in the deranged fanfic behaviour so. Of course it would not be a healthy environment for characters to grow💀 anyone who takes it as full confirmation about how theyd act or become as adults and ignores the fact of its premise Being “Homestuck but Sick and Twisted; The Fanfiction” is kind of stupid its like saying homosuck was in character. Ofc everybodys lives goes to shit because the two running the show dont know how the hell to be good puppeteers 😭

Said it on twitter but you can tell how much a dirk hates himself based on his relationship to a jake. Because tho ult dirk wouldnt ever admit it jake is dirks anchor of self worth just as dirk is jakes. When they show compassion and kindness to one another its a step closer to self acceptance because Jake is quite frankly a living embodiment of EVERYTHING that is “wrong” (queer, cringe, sincere, feminine) about Dirk to himself in his saviour complex surrounding manhood. (See Everything caliborn says about jake) jakes always waiting for dirk. If dirk were to step down and admit his own humanity itd mean hed have to accept he is capable of growing and isnt inherently evil, and jake would be ready to embrace that about himself too

Anyway all that to say. Even in my simple silly writing i at least do try to retain dirk and jakes strange emotional dodging olympics but also its just on a smaller level since theyve inching their way to fully internalising that Its Okay to be Cringe and Gay Together❤️ because the World isnt Ending anymore. Its in the little things they dont say because haha im the one who makes them say words.

Dirk and jake hate themselves because theyre not men in the right way but their love is because of them not being men in the right way so.. nerm.. Whos flying the plane?

[punkpandapatrixk]

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Elements/Signs in this reading are calibrated to all aenergetic placements. Feel free to read as many Elements/Signs as you feel called to at this point in your spiritual evolution♡

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I think, in order to know healthy Love, a lot of people need to be exposed to the complete opposite of it first. I dunno; it seems to be a psychopathic Game created by the Higher Beings…for the purpose of teaching us the true value of Love. How can you know fully what Love is if you never know its opposites?

So yeah, if you’re young and inexperienced, it’s perfectly OK not to be so hard on yourself when you make mistakes in matters of Love and infatuation. We’re all learning to overcome each and all of our crazies. Ultimately, what’s really important is that we develop a stronger psychology and make swift decisions to disengage from whatever relationship/situationship/even friendship that makes us unhealthy and miserable♡

You’ve got this!

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Healthy Love for 🐞Fire Signs – Green Alchemist (Nicolas Flamel)

4 of Cups, 4 of Pentacles, 6 of Cups Rx

When it comes to Fire Signs, loving is a passionate business. There could often be a desire to pursue something until the end just to prove yourself the victor in a competition. In this sense, are we sure we’re actually in it for the Love for that other person? Or is it just about winning and feeling very special because we’re the Chosen One? XD Fire Signs often don’t even realise that they’re in it just for the thrill—just trying to fulfil some fantasy because daily life is often boring.

If your Love ain’t true, you can’t properly give to the other person. That’s not healthy or fair. Careful you’re not blind to the selfishness of desiring a partner only for that person to fulfil a role in a fantasy of your making. If you must love a person, I hope you love from the heart, with a passion for making that person happy. I hope you love sanely and feel free enough to give and receive.

And also remember that in a true love setting, you don’t act as someone’s saviour in a co-dependent manner. We all can be a healing presence for our dearly beloved who’s been hurt in the past, but we’re not responsible for the healing of someone who doesn’t want to live in the present moment or look towards a better future. Love, is a mutually healing connection, whether in romance, friendship, or familyship~

Oracle Guidance for Fire Signs🔻❤️

���Aries – Priestess of Ambition

🦁Leo – Priestess of Prosperity

🎠Sagittarius – Priestess of Love

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Healthy Love for 🐍Earth Signs – Silver Magus (Merlin)

2 of Cups Rx, II The High Priestess Rx, Queen of Cups

Ahhh omaigaaa you’re quite intense when it comes to loving, aren’t you? Earth Signs are not worldwide-level recognised for their passion because you guys are such tsundere. But you care a lot when you’ve fallen in love, so much so, you’re willing to sacrifice even your health for those you prize. I hope you don’t go too far with this kind of tendency. Because if giving too much makes you bitter, in the end, you could flip 180 and turn very selfish instead. Extremes are not healthy, baby. You wanna go back to balance and love sanely <3

But you know what’s even more important when it comes to loving? Honest, real, raw communication. To actually put your feelings, thoughts, emotions, as well as intents into words, so that the other person can VIEW you clearly. That’s your problem, isn’t it? You’re so afraid of talking about emotions because vulnerability is cringe, but in reality, you always have so much to tell someone. Vulnerability with the right person is sweet, not cringe XD

After all, someone who’s truly grateful for all that you’ve done for them, for all that you ARE, will view everything about you as lovely. Why not be lovely back to them? Love is lovely LMAO Love isn’t addictions or obsessions. Real healthy love is sometimes silly, cheesy, but most of all, sweet and lovely XD

Oracle Guidance for Earth Signs🔻💚

🐂Taurus – Priestess of Integrity

🧘🏻‍♀️Virgo – Priestess of Luxury

🐐Capricorn – Priestess of Luck

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Healthy Love for ⛲Air Signs – Green Magus (John Dee)

King of Pentacles, 8 of Wands Rx, XIV Temperance Rx

I think it’s a lie when Air Signs say they don’t feel too much or don’t value feelings over logic. If you’re this type of an Air Sign, you’re probably just unaware of how much you feel for someone. I mean, the fact that you can’t stop thinking about the person you like…isn’t that fuelled by a desire to feel something? XD Air Signs are the cutest when you’re in love, but what’s unhealthy about your style is how much you fookin’ LIE. I dunno, do you lie because you want to impress? Do you lie because you’re embarrassed?

What’s tragic about Air Signs is how you struggle with delivering your real honest thoughts about someone when Air is literally the Element of Communication and Networking hahahah Maybe it’s because you often don’t even facilitate your own emotions and thoughts to exchange information. The head and the heart not agreeing with each other because they aren’t sure what’s going on? You know, the left brain and the right brain synchrony? It’s like you have completely separate departments for feelings and hard facts and they don’t even come into contact with each other.

This is actually kinda the reason why you often feel unbalanced when you have fallen in love with someone. You tend to feel pulled in just one direction which feels wrong and uncomfortable. Ultimately, for being an Air Sign, this is part of your character development to balance yourself in the way you perceive romance and relationships, even friendships. Hard facts and objectivity are crucial to maintain a just society, but remember as well that the Human Experience is a subjective experience. When you’ve grown up and spiritually glowed up, your perspectives on things will be super valuable to this often desperately-in-love society~

Oracle Guidance for Air Signs🔻💙

👯Gemini – Priestess of Good Fortune

⚖️Libra – Priestess of Ritual

🏺Aquarius – Priestess of Faith

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Healthy Love for 🐝Water Signs – Green Astronomer (Nicolaus Copernicus)

8 of Swords Rx, Knight of Wands, 4 of Swords Rx

Oh gosh, respect, freedom, just this feeling of actually being free and still safe in the arms of someone you love—isn’t this the ideal for Water Signs? Water Signs are all about feelings and empathy, but that doesn’t mean you can’t have your own identity outside of the relationship you’ve devoted yourself to. And for the most part, and maybe you’re not always honest about this, you don’t like being restricted or suffocated in a relationship. Yup, not even the Scorpios. But you like doing this to the other person, which is a really unhealthy and unfair XD

You don’t own a person. You can’t expect that. You shouldn’t even expect to be owned by your significant other. That’s actually a really big soul lesson for all Water placements. Possessions, obsessions, you think only Earth Signs struggle with these? Water is the opposite of Earth, so~ When Water Signs attempt to own a person, you want to own their soul, heart and mind; whereas Earth Signs want to own and control the person. Passion isn’t possession, OK? If you must share a passion, let it be one of Love and Respect <3

And ultimately, I hope you take very seriously your own spiritual healing so that you know how to be a sane lover. Of all the Elements, Water is actually the most psycho of all lovers LMAO You tend to use your intuitive empathetic ability to trick and manipulate emotionally, that’s why. If you must be addicted to anything at all, well, I hope you become addicted to the feeling of being safe, respected, nurtured and nourished by a someone whose heart reflects back all that’s good in you~

Oracle Guidance for Water Signs🔻💛

🦀Cancer – Priestess of Innocence

🦂Scorpio – Priestess of Healing

🎏Pisces – Priestess of Inspiration

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Sebastian Sallow Fic

A/N: I KNOW its bad, i wrote this last year and just wanted to see what people thought of it, please do not judge me, also, I'm pretty sure there's some loose ends I meant to tie up last year when writing this but never did, so I'm sorry about that. It is also very inaccurate time-wise, I think I even said madam pomfrey is the matron so I'm very sorry about that.

Summary: MC realises she has a crush on Sebastian and starts avoiding him out of fear of ruining their friendship

Word Count: 8092

Warnings: Swearing, horrible writing and grammar, lack of detail, cringe, fluff ig, I think that's it, lmk if im wrong

I'm sitting at the Hufflepuff table in the great hall when Poppy shakes my shoulder.

   "Y/N you're zoned out again? This is the third time today!"

   I blink a couple of times and take a look around. A few of the Hufflepuff's are staring at me, looking like they are trying not to laugh. I feel my face turn red. "Sorry, what did you say?" 

   The 7th year across from me gives a small laugh. "I asked if you're going to try out for the quidditch team this afternoon." 

   Quidditch. The one sport I enjoy. When I play I always play seeker, as I'm not involved in the action and I have a good eye. I've never played competitively though.

   "I dunno. Maybe." I shrug. I suddenly feel as if I'm being watched, my eyes scan the room and fall on Sebastian, who is sitting across from me at the far end at the Slytherin table. His eyes are locked on me. He looks away and goes back to reading whatever book he has. Ominis is sitting beside him, eating some chicken.

   "I think you should try it out. You would be a good seeker." Poppy smiles at me. 

   "Maybe, but I've never played in front of a large group, it's a lot of pressure and I’m not good with being at the center of attention." To avoid eye contact I take a couple bites of the pasta in front of me. Delicious.

   "Come on, I overheard some people talking about trying, but I know for a fact that none of them are as good as you." Luis, the Hufflepuff captain and keeper, pleads. "I need someone with skill on my team! There’s always so much going on during matches that not a lot of people would be focused on you anyway." 

   I laugh. Luis can get competitive when it comes to inter-house activities. He wants Hufflepuff to be recognized as a serious house.

   "Fine, I'll try it out. But you owe me a butterbeer." I pull my hair out of my face and fiddle with my quill. 

   He smiles. "Deal!" Luis then goes over to the Ravenclaw table to talk to one of his friends.

  Then it dawns on me what I'm about to do. The majority of the school watches quidditch matches. The seeker has a lot of pressure on them, needing to catch the snitch. I shrug off my worry. All I'm doing is trying out. It's not like I'll actually make it.

   I was gifted a Wind Whisp for my 16th birthday, and I'm clutching it with both of my sweaty hands. There are a few hufflepuffs around me, ages vary from 2nd years to 7th. They all bear a look of fear on their faces. I wonder if I look like them. I probably do.

   "Y/N Y/L/N you're up next." Luis' voice calls. 

   Reluctantly, I walk out onto the pitch, the bright sun blinding me. A couple of 6th years I recognized high five as they land on the ground. Luis is standing in the middle of the pitch beside the chest that holds the balls. 

   "Ok, I'm going to release the snitch," he holds up the golden ball. "And count to 30. When I reach 30 you are going to get the snitch with no obstacles or distractions in the way first, once you catch it I'll bring out some players to get in the way and we'll do it again. Got that?" 

   I barely have time to comprehend what he says before he releases the snitch. It flutters above us for a little while before flying off toward the stands.

  "7, 8, 9," 

   I try to keep an eye on the snitch, but it has flown off and I can’t find it.

   "14, 15, 16, 17,"

 I can't do this. I'm going to faint and fall off my broom. Why did I let them convince me to do this?

   "24, 25, 26,"

   Almost time.

   "30! You're good to-" 

   I don't give him time to finish. I've pushed off the ground and I start flying around the pitch. My brain is so muddled I can't focus. All I can see is a blur of colours. "Calm down, you can't find it if you're stressing about it," I say out loud. I take a few deep breaths before getting closer to the middle. I look around and - there it is. Right below me. I immediately start flying downwards. It's almost there, I just need to reach out. I lean my body forward and stretch my arm out. It keeps flying just out of reach. I stretch just a tad more. I have it.

   "Well done!" Luis claps as I step off my broom. His eyes are widened. "Now I'm going to get the new chasers and beaters to fly around while you look to make it more authentic. Come on out guys!" He shouts. 

   Several students dressed in the Hufflepuff outfits start to soar through the air just as Luis lets go of the snitch for a second time.

   Luis starts counting but I block him out. I can do this. All I need to do is catch the snitch and I can be done.

   "28, 29, 30!" 

   I get on my broom and start flying the pitch again. It is much harder with people flying around, but it's not like I haven't done it before, and sure enough, after a couple of minutes I catch a glimpse of gold next to one of the hoops. I fly over, avoiding the people flying, and catch it almost right away. I fly back down to the ground and I'm welcomed by Luis clapping his hands very enthusiastically and his mouth is partially open in awe.

   "Wow! Just wow!" He runs over to me. "I need to finish these tryouts, but I'll be damned if you don't make it." 

   I give a small smile and feel myself starting to blush. I walk over to the stands and sit down. The new seeker will be announced after everyone has tried out, so I'll just wait here and watch the rest of the group.

   After 10 or so minutes I'm fiddling with my cloak when I see some Slitherins over by the rest of the Hufflepuffs waiting to try out. I suddenly remembered that the Slytherin tryouts were right after ours. I watch as Sebastian notices me and comes up to join. 

   "Hey, you're trying for a spot on the team? Have you tried out yet?" He asks as he sits down beside me. 

   "Ya, I feel like I did pretty good. I might actually make it on the team." I laugh.

   "And you're surprised? I've seen you play, and you're good. If you can't see that, you're as blind as Ominis." He adjusts his cloak and I laugh so hard I start coughing, he looks at me with a growing concern.

   A 2nd year flies up to look for the snitch and crashes into a hoop. 

   "You don’t have much competition, do you?" Sebastian snorts. "You've got to make it, I know you will."

   "Well, I don't want to get cocky. Besides, if I think I'm going to fail and I end up getting it then it's a better surprise than if I were expecting it." I say as I shrug. 

   He nods in admiration. "Very wise. You should have been a Ravenclaw."

"Please, have you seen my grades?" Someone catches the snitch right before hitting the ground, hard. 

   Sebastian winces. "Ouch. That's gotta hurt." He looks back at me. "You know, you don't need to be good at school to be smart." I’m looking at him trying to process what he said when his name gets called by the Slytherin captain. "Well, I should go. Keep your fingers crossed for me!" He grabs his broom, gets up and leaves to go down to the pitch. As his captain is explaining how it's going to work Sebastian looks up at me, smiles, and winks. I'm surprised to feel my face burn. I look away and pretend to suddenly be distracted by my school bag to hide my face. When I know he’s no longer looking I turn my eyes back to him.

   Sebastian is good. I'm watching him fly and although he hasn't yet seen the snitch he flies well. He looks like he could be a professional. He then flies down toward the ground, it looks like he's going to hit it. If he doesn't lift soon he will. With milliseconds to spare he lifts and holds up the snitch for all to see. Wow. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Luis signalling for me to come down to hear the results. I grab my bag and broom and head toward him. 

   "Congratulations! You're the new Hufflepuff seeker!" He high-fives me. “You were the best by far.”

   I made it. I'm on the team. Sebastian starts running toward me after finishing his second trial. 

   "I made it! Seb, I'm the seeker!" I exclaim with a huge smile on my face. He smiles back.

   "I didn't doubt it for a second! Good job Y/N. I'm a seeker too! Imelda just told me!"  

   "No way! Congratulations!" He lifts his hand to high-five me and I hit it so hard he gives a small yelp before smiling again. Nothing could make me happier than this moment right here.

   "Have you told Ominis yet?" I ask Sebastian when I see him later in the great hall. 

   "Ya, he was bewildered. He could have at least pretended he wasn't so surprised." He pouts and I chuckle. 

   "I'm sure he was just pulling your chain. He's probably really happy for you." I fix my hair.

   He looks at me, as though trying to read my mind. I'm glad he can't, I can’t stop thinking about him.

   "What is it?" I ask.

   "Nothing,” He shifts in his seat. “Do you know what Hecat is doing today for D.A.D.A class?"

   "No," my bag starts digging into my shoulder so I take it off. "I think she was going to talk about the unforgivable curses but I'm not entirely sure."

   Sebastian ducks his head and gives a quiet laugh. "As if we don't already have enough experience with them." 

   "Shh!" I say, looking around in a panic. 

   "C'mon, nobody's here. Everyone is off in their classes or their common rooms. It's just us."

   "Well, you don't want to risk getting caught do you?" I smile a sly smile. "What we did last year was highly illegal and if anyone finds out what we did we'll be getting a one-way ticket straight to Azkaban." 

   He smiles, and oh fuck. My stomach feels like someone reached inside and twisted my guts. I'm afraid to open my mouth because I'm scared that if I do, a million butterflies will fly out. Why do I feel like this? I look away.

   "So um ... how's Anne doing?" I ask.

"She's really good, she's been talking about coming back to Hogwarts." He starts closing his bag and stands up. "Want to check on Ominis with me? He's in the undercroft trying to do his homework. I want to make sure he hasn’t done something stupid." 

   I give a questioning look. "Why is he doing homework in the undercroft? Why not your common room or the library?" I grab my bag and stand up.

   "The common room is too loud and the librarian keeps pestering him because he accidentally knocked over a vase a couple of times." 

   I shrug. "Makes sense."

We walk to the undercroft together and my heart is beating fast. Why is he making me feel this way? 

   When we arrive Ominis is pacing the floor reciting notes from a Charms textbook. He stops when he hears us.

   "Y/N? Sebastian? Is that you?" He reaches for his wand.

   "No. Just two people who look and sound exactly like the people you just mentioned. We are clones" I say, and Sebastian snorts. I smile in appreciation.

   "Haha, hilarious. Congratulations on becoming the Hufflepuff seeker by the way." He walks toward us. "Sebastian was telling me how he was glad to hear you were trying out." He gives a knowing smirk and I look at Sebastian. He's looking through his bag, apparently not having heard Ominis.

   "Well, I can't wait to play against him in a match. I think it would be rather fun."

   At this Sebastian's head snaps up. "We all know who's the better seeker here, honestly there's no competition." He says as he flicks at my hair. 

   "We'll see" I reply as I wink.

   Ominis is standing there watching, or, listening, with an expression on his face that I can't read. "So was there something you guys needed or...?"

   "We just wanted to check on you, make sure you haven't run into a wall or anything." Sebastian shrugs.

   "I've been blind my whole life, I'm not stupid." Ominis points his wand in Sebastian's direction in a playful yet threatening manner. Sebastian shrugs again and laughs. 

   "I'm only joking Ominis, geez. We honestly just wanted to make sure you're alright." He checks his watch. "Oh dang, I should probably turn in my essay before I get another owl pounding me to do my homework, I'll see you guys later." He waves as he leaves the undercroft. Ominis turns to me after Sebastian is out of earshot.

   "You like Sebastian don't you." He's not asking. My face burns as my brain panics.

   "No, why do you say that?" I give an awkward chuckle. He crosses his arms and starts pacing.

   "I may be blind but I'm more observant than you think. Don't worry, I know he likes you too." My stomach is filled with butterflies. 

   "No, he doesn't, I would have noticed. Besides, he is too busy with family drama to be concerned about girls." I fix my hair just to do something. Why are we even talking about this?

   "You are blinder than I am if you don't think he at least has the slightest interest in you." I roll my eyes. 

   "You know that's the second time someone has compared us today, and although it's funny, I unfortunately know he doesn't like me. And I don't like him."

Ominis raises an eyebrow. "'Unfortunately'?" He starts circling me. "You don't like him? Are you sure about that? Because me being blind has caused my other senses to heighten, and whenever you're with Sebastian and every time he's mentioned your heartbeat quickens." He smiles.

   "Listen you can't tell him. I don't even know what I'm feeling exactly." I blush.

   "Of course, your secret is safe with me." Ominis grins.

   After a bit of small talk, I leave the undercroft in a daze. Ominis knew I liked Sebastian even before I did. Could he be right about Sebastian liking me back? No, I’m sure he’s just teasing me.

   I know that I've zoned out again in my common room, but I can't zone back in. I keep thinking about Sebastian. Last year we were a duo, and I always had his back. I always assumed the rush I had when I saw him was just because I knew we would be having another adventure, but now the adventure is over and I still get that feeling when I look at him. Does he like me back? Does he think about me every night? Does his heart quicken when he sees me? I don't know. I doubt it.

   "Is she zoned out again?" I hear the 7th year from earlier ask.

   "Ya. Should we get madam pomfrey?" Poppy replies.

   I stand up. "I'm fine, just daydreaming," I grab my bag and head for the door. "I'm going to the library," I say before exiting. All I think about anymore is Sebastian. I'll go to the library and read, hopefully, that will get my mind off of him. I'm almost there when I run smack dab into - you guessed it - Sebastian. My bag falls to the ground and everything falls out and scatters across the floor.

   "Sorry about that, are you alright?" He asks as he bends down to pick up some of my books.

   "Yes sorry, I should have been paying attention." I managed to get out. I rush to put everything back in my bag so I can leave.

   "Is everything ok? You looked like you were in a rush and your face is flushed." He reaches out to help me up. Reluctantly I take his hand and stand up.

   "Yes, don't worry about it" I turn to walk away but he grabs my wrist, not forcefully, just to get me to stop.

   He gives me a questioning look, and I know he doesn't believe me. He looks around the corridor. "Are you going to the library? Is there something you need help with?" He asks. 

   "No, thank you." I pull my arm out of his hand, walk away and enter through the door without another word.

   I feel bad for running out on him but I might've thrown up if I spent another minute with him. My stomach is in knots. I'm sitting at a table trying to focus on the words on the page but all I can think about is Sebastian. He’s flooded my brain. I've been trying to read for an hour already and I'm barely through the first chapter. I stand up and put my books back in my bag. "I give up," I mumble to myself. 

   "Miss Y/L/N, make sure you go right to your common room. I want no dillydallying." The librarian calls.

   "Yes ma'am," I reply as I leave. I look at my watch. 8:30. I should head to my common room, I don’t want to get into trouble.

It's been a couple of weeks of avoiding Sebastian, talking to Ominis, and practicing for quidditch and now it's time for our first match. Of course, it's against Slytherin, meaning I'm going to be playing against Sebastian, which really sucks.

   "We've got this match. I know slitherins tend to play rough, just don't tick them off too much and we should be fine." Luis tells us before we out onto the pitch. 

   “Great pep talk.” Arthur Plummly, Chaser, says as he rolls his eyes. Luis ignores him. He turns to me. "You know the Slytherin seeker, right? Don't go easy on him." 

   "I know, Luis." I roll my eyes. "You can trust me, geez." He looks at me for a second then nods. 

   "Come on then, let's go." Leading us all to the pitch, I hear him mumbling under his breath, and I catch a few words that sound quite like ‘I need a raise.’

   There's a huge chunk of students rushing to fill the stands, and I start to feel queasy again. I look through the crowd and spot Ominis, who seems deeply confused. I give a small laugh under my breath before panicking again.  

   Everyone gets into position and I look across from me and see Sebastian. His eyes are locked on me, holding a strange determined look. He doesn't look away. 

   Before even realizing what happened everyone is up in the air and the balls are released. I start flying around the pitch immediately and look for the snitch. I fly a couple of laps around the pitch, circling the action. Luis just blocked a shot.

   Sebastian is flying near his end’s hoops, eyes searching hungrily. He does a couple of loops in the air before flying towards me. For a moment I think he's going to crash into me, but then he flies down, and fast. He's seen the snitch. I immediately follow him, the snitch is flying right in front of him, ahead by a couple of feet. I lean forward to speed up and end up beside Sebastian, a bludger just barely misses his head. He looks at me, smirks the smallest of smiles, and starts to get up. He's going to jump for it. If he jumps and catches it slitherin wins. He's getting into the position to jump, balancing himself, making sure his brom is sturdy beneath him. Right before he lifts off I bump his broom with my body as hard as I can, and he's lost his balance. He is still on his broom, but he's hanging on by his fingertips. I tear my eyes away from him and look back at the snitch. It's right there. I lean forward and stretch my arm as far as my body will let me, and I feel the small golden ball get trapped in my fingers. I have the snitch. I hear the crowd roaring with glee, and my teammates are flying towards me holding the biggest smiles.

   Sebastian has managed to get back on his broom and he high-fives me. "Great catch! You did well." He smiles.

   "You aren't upset you lost?" I ask sheepishly as I adjust my seating.

   "Well, if I was going to lose I'm glad it was to you. Besides, there are other matches." He winks and flies off.

   Butterflies fill my stomach. No. Nononono. I still like him. I can't like him. If I like him and he doesn't like me back then our relationship as friends is over. I watch as Seb flies over to where Ominis is sitting and high-fives him, laughing. I can't let our friendship end.

   I've been more cautious, avoiding him more, and staying away from the spots I know he visits. I stopped going to Hogsmeade, out of fear he would be there. I've even resorted to skipping classes where I know he will talk to me. My grades have been turning to crap because

of it. I've been skipping meals too, and eating later after I know for sure that he is gone from the great hall. The food is cold and hard, but it is worth it. 

   "You know, you can't avoid him forever," Ominis tells me when I go to the undercroft to study instead of the library. 

   "I know that I'm just staying away for a while until my feelings die down. Then we can go back to hanging out again." I reply as I flip the page of my charms textbook. "I'm sure my little crush will end soon."

   He sighs. "If you say so." Then he suddenly snaps his head up. "I almost forgot, you weren't in the great hall so you don't know, the school is having a Yule Ball this year. A date is required for entry though." 

   "Wait really? But, we aren't having a Triwizard Tournament?"

   "Professor Weasley convinced Professor Black that holding a ball may be fun, and could reward our strong start in the year grades-wise." Ominis leans forward in his chair. 

   "But it's already halfway through November, the ball takes place on Christmas, there is hardly any time for planning." 

   To this, Ominis just shrugs and flips the pages of his book. "Dunno, but it could be fun nonetheless." 

   We go back to reading, Ominis is of course using brail.

   Hogwarts has been dressed with Christmas trees and decorations, and all the students are talking about is the Yule Ball and who they are going to take. 

   "Are you going, Y/N?" Poppy asks me in our dorm room. She is sitting on her bed holding a Puffskein that she snuck into the school.

   "Dunno, I'd like to but I don't have a date. Do you?" The Puffskein wiggles on her bed, and she gives him a pet.

   "Yes, Garreth asked me! He told me he has been crushing on me all year!" She does a little celebratory dance, her bed squeaking to the movement.

   "That's great Poppy!" I smile. I want to go to the ball, but I can't go if I don't have a date, so I might not be able to join the fun. 

   We hear a shriek from downstairs and we run down to see what the commotion is about. 

   “Oh no! Not this!” One of the 5th years cried out. She suddenly runs up to her dorm room and the door closes with a loud thud. Arthur is giving a small, sad look as he watches the girl run to her room.

   “What is she so upset about?” Poppy asks, the Puffskein still in her arms.

   “Well, we were talking about going together to the ball when a…” He stops talking and looks down, his face red. “When a mistletoe grew above us. She asked how that happened because she is a muggle-born and didn’t know, and I told her how they grew over people who have chemistry. Then she shrieked and left.” He sighed. Poppy looked at him and pouted. 

   “Oh Art, I’m sorry, she is so cruel I’m surprised she’s not a Slytherin.” She goes up and hugs him. “Don't worry, you’ll find someone to go to the ball with.” He looked at her.

   “Well, she’s the one that asked me. I just don’t get why she ran away.” He sat in one of the sofas. “I thought she liked me.” I don’t really know what to do, I’m not the best problem solver in the world, but I might be able to understand why she did that.

 “I’ll go and talk to her. I’ll find out what she was doing.” Arthur nods and I go up the stairs to her dorm room. She is sitting on her bed clutching a pillow, face is flushed red. 

   “Go away, I don’t want to talk to you.” She snaps when I walk up to her bed. I notice she has a couple of pieces of paper stuffed under her pillow.

   “I’ll leave when you tell me what just happened downstairs. Artie is an awesome dude, why would you ask him out and then dump him after seeing a mistletoe form?” I ask as I cross my arms. She looks away.

   “I do like him, it’s just…” She blushes. “In divination, Professor Onai told me that my first kiss would take place in a garden, with stars sparkling above me and the perfect guy and music playing. When the mistletoe formed, I was scared that the prediction wasn’t going to come true.” Her face is now glowing with embarrassment. 

   “Oh, well, you know you could have handled the situation a lot better, right? Art is really upset downstairs, I think he thinks you hate him.” I raise my eyebrow. She looks away.

   “I don’t hate him, I really like him,” She sounds as if she is about to cry. “I just got scared.” She drops her head down to her pillow and I hear small sobbing. 

   “Well, I would apologize to him, and don’t worry too much about what happens in divination class.” She looks up and gives me a teary smile.

  I'm sitting at the Hufflepuff table eating my cold food and reading a book when I feel a tap on my shoulder. I look behind me and Sebastian is standing there, looking at me with concern. I jump in surprise.

   "You weren't in the great hall during lunch, are you ok?" He asks me. My face starts burning and I look away.

   "Yeah, I, uh, just had a nap and slept through it."

   He sits down beside me and I subtly slide away. 

   "You've been missing lunch and dinner for about a month now. Surely you haven't been napping and sleeping in every day." I see him glance at my soup, which is no longer steaming and is starting to get thicker.

   I move my arm so my book is blocking his view. "I'm fine, don't worry about it." 

   He looks at me in confusion then relaxes his face. "So, do you have a date to the ball?" 

   "No." Wait, is he going to ask me? That definitely won't help with my crush, and I know I would say something to mess it up. 

   "Well, we can't go unless we have a partner, do you maybe want to go with me? As friends, of course." He looks down.

   Crap. "Um...I don't know...can I think about it?" And without waiting for an answer I grab my bag and practically run out of the room. I wanted to say yes. I wanted to go together and dance and laugh, but it would only feed my delusions. I could ask Ominis if I could go with him, that way I won't be going with Sebastian and I'll still get to go to the ball. Yes, that's a perfect plan.

   I run to the undercroft and like always, he is sitting there on the floor. I rush to join him, and he gives a small jump, indicating that I startled him.

   "Ominis do you want to go to the ball with me? That way we can both go." 

   He turns red. "I'm sorry, I really am, but I'm going with someone else..." 

   Oh. "Really? That's great! Who is the lucky girl?" I feel my shoulders fall in disappointment. 

   His face goes even redder and he looks away.

   "I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone." 

   "That's alright. Well, it's nice that you can go. I’m probably just going to lock myself in my common room with a butt-load of butterbear and some books" I groan.

   "Why don't you just go with Sebastian? He asked you didn't he? He told me he would." He raises his eyebrow and adjusts the way he is sitting.

   "No, I can't. My feelings for him are only going to get worse. He'll find someone else to go with. Loads of girls like him." I sigh and pull my hair out of my face.

   Ominis pauses for a second. "But… do you want to see him with someone else?"

   I look away. I don't. I really, really don't. "I might not be going so I won't have to see him at all." 

   After a month of avoiding Sebastian, trying to study, and listening to everyone talk about the ball, I was ready to lock myself in my dorm room and never come out. Every time I saw Sebastian there was a large group of girls surrounding him and asking him if he's got a date. He always just shrugs and walks away, leaving all the girls in a fit of giggles. 

   There are two days before the ball and I don't have a date. I’m possibly the only person in all of Hogwarts who won’t be at the ball. I really want to go though. Really bad. So I'm going to do something I might regret. Red-faced, I walk up to Sebastian when his usual crowd of girls has left and tap him on his shoulder. He turns around and smiles when he sees me, adding more butterflies to my stomach.

   "Hey, um...I know this is really last minute but if you don't already have a date, I would like to go with you. As friends of course." I start fidgeting with my hands and I can’t stop. 

   He gives a small smile. "48 hours before the ball and you are asking me to go. Maybe I should think about it." He smirks. I give him a playful shove. 

   "I'm sorry! I should have asked you sooner. So do you have a date?" 

   "I do now. I'll see you there, Y/N." He smiles and walks off. My heartbeat quickens.

   I'm going to the ball. With Sebastian. 

   "You know, it's not going to be easy to avoid him if he's your date," Ominis tells me in the library after telling him what happened.  

   "It'll be okay, I'll dance with him once or twice and just make excuses the rest of the night!" I take a sip of my water. "So I won't really be with him, I mean, one dance is harmless enough."

   Ominis rubs his temple. "I don't see why you-"

   "Of course, you can't see." 

   "How original. I can't see why you don't just tell him how you feel. If he feels the same way that's a win and if he doesn't your feelings will fade and you guys can move on from it." He leaned back in his chair. Someone comes up behind him looks at us, and then walks off after making eye contact with me.

   "I just can't risk ending our friendship. He means too much to me." I say, barely above a whisper. 

   Ominis goes quiet for a moment. "I used to feel like that too, but when I thought I was going to lose her I told her how I felt and now we are going to the ball together, turns out she liked me back." He has the smallest of smiles on his face and his face has gone slightly pink.

   "Who is this mystery woman anyway? it's driving me insane not knowing." I lean forward in my chair, eager to change the subject.

   "You'll find out in less than 48 hours. You can survive until then." He laughs. "What are you wearing to the ball? You need to describe it in great detail so I can picture it."

   Oh no. Nonono. "I forgot to get a dress! It's way too late to get one from Hogsmeade now!" 

   "I'm sorry to barge in, but did you say you need a dress?" Natty comes up from behind me. "My date got sick so I won't be going to the Yule Ball, you can have mine."

   "Natty are you sure? It was probably really expensive."

   She nods. "Yes, it would be a shame for it to go to waste. I want you to have it. I can give it to you now, it's in my dorm room just give me a second and I’ll grab it for you."

   I'm standing in front of the mirror in the Hufflepuff common room 2 days later wearing the most beautiful dress I've ever seen. It looks like something worn in a fairytale. White at my shoulder blades, a light red at my chest and it fades to the colour of a dark rose at the waist until it reaches black at the bottom, it's long and loose, easy to move in. I am stunning.

   "Oh, woah," I mutter to myself. The ball starts in an hour, Sebastian will be meeting me at the entrance.

   "Oh my goodness, Y/N! Your dress is beautiful!" Poppy's voice says in awe. I turn around to see Poppy wearing a thin yellow dress that compliments her hair colour, and a black ribbon around her waist. 

   "Says you, you look amazing." 

   She smiles at me. "Garreth will be coming by the entrance of our common room in about half an hour to pick me up, I'm so nervous, I don't know what to do while I wait." She fidgets with her hands and I see in her eyes how anxious she is.

   "Well, you can help me with my hair, I can't curl it well on my own." 

   After 20 minutes of playing around with spells, charms, and gel, my hair has a nice wave to it, and it shines.

   "Thank you, Poppy," I hear the door knock. "I think Garreth is here." 

   Poppy waves at me and runs out of the room with a smile on her face. I still have a half hour, so I go and walk around the common room. Luis is wearing dark grey dress robes that have a slight frill at the collar and has combed his hair down. 

   “Hey Y/N, how are you?” His eyes scan my outfit. “Nice dress.”

   “Thank you, a friend of mine gave it to me. Who are you taking to the ball?” He lifts his head up and smiles a proud sort of smile. 

   “Imelda Reyes. Her date cancelled at the last minute so I stepped in and asked. She said yes!” He smiles. I don’t tell him she likely said yes just to go to the ball, his smile is too big for me to take it away. I checked my watch, 15 minutes left. I should start to go, I don’t want to be late and the castle is big.

   “I should go, I’ll see you later Luis.” I wave at him and exit through the door. A couple of students are making out under a mistletoe. I roll my eyes and walk past.  

   I encounter a couple of people on the way, we make polite conversation but I try to get away as fast as I can, the ball starts soon and I truly don’t want to be late. I turn down the stairs and Sebastian is at the bottom. He’s wearing a white undershirt with a dark grey vest with a green trim. His hair is combed and he’s wearing a dazed look on his face. His eyes are wide and his mouth is parted ever so slightly. It takes me a moment to realize that he is looking at me. I feel my face turn as red as my dress. I walk down the stairs and he bows at me.

   “Good evening Miss, you look absolutely stunning tonight.” He holds out his hand. I take it and curtsy. 

   “Why thank you, kind sir, you look very handsome,” I say back in a horrible British accent. I can play along too. He leads me toward the great hall, which has been decorated to the brim with snowflakes and lights. It looks gorgeous. There are a lot of people here, dancing mostly to an upbeat tune playing. I try to look for Ominis to see his date but the room is just too busy. Sebastian turns and looks at me. 

   “Would you like to dance? Or do you just want to wait and get a drink?” I search his face for any sign of laughter or insincerity, but there is none.

   “We can dance if you want to. I warn you that I’m not the best dancer.” I laugh. He smiles and shifts his stance.

   “Don’t worry, I’m not the best either. I’m sure you’ll do great.” My stomach turns. One dance, then I can go back to avoiding him. He takes my hand as the song changes to a slower one, more waltz-y-like. Sebastian leads me to the middle of the dance floor, where most of the guys have dragged their dates off. He puts his hands on my waist, causing me to feel like I’m going to melt. I rest my arms on his shoulders and we start spinning. He lied when he said he wasn’t a good dancer. He dances with such ease that he’s almost dancing for me. We start off slow, then he picks up momentum and starts moving us across the floor. He grabs my hand and twirls me, my dress does a little flutter. When he pulls me back to him he puts his arms around me again, pulling me closer than before, we’re so close I am practically hugging him when I put my hands back around his neck.

   “I can’t believe he’s with her, there are how many girls in this school and he picks a troll.” I hear Imelda’s voice say. I stumble at her words and trip over my feet. Sebastian catches me just before I hit the floor and helps me up. 

   “Are you ok?” He asks, his eyes sympathetic. I look around the room, the majority of the people are watching me. 

   “Yeah, just a little embarrassed that’s all.” I thought that one dance would be okay, but my heart is beating so hard and my stomach is in knots. I need to get away from him, now. “I’m just going to go the washroom, I’ll be right back.” He nods and I walk away. I’m walking as fast as I can and almost run into Ominis when I turn the corner. 

   “Sorry, I should be paying attention.” I say, grabbing the rose that fell out of his hand. Ominis gives me a smile and turns the most subtle shade of pink. “Oh yeah, who’s your date, can I see her now?” I ask as a pretty girl in a light green dress and soft brown hair comes behind him. It takes me a second to figure out who she is. “Anne? Oh wow, you look amazing!” It’s true, her eyes are no longer tired, her smile is no longer fake, and her cheekbones are no longer sunken. 

   “Thanks, you do too! Where is Sebastian? I wanted to surprise him with the news. I’m going to be at Hogwarts from now on!” She flashes me the biggest smile, and Ominis smiles at her enthusiasm. 

   “That’s great! He’s just in the great hall somewhere. Wait,” I look at the both of them. “Does he know about you two?” I ask. They both sort of turn red and look away. 

  “No, but I’ll tell him after I’ve told him I’m coming here,” Anne replies as she fixes her dress strap. “I should go tell him now before someone else does. See you later Y/N!” She smiles, takes Ominis’ hand and walks into the great hall. Sebastian would be happy to hear that his

sister is coming back, after all they have been through she is finally feeling good enough to join everyone at Hogwarts, and she seems truly happy about it. 

   I don’t know what to do, because I really want to be at the ball and dancing with him was fun, but I can hardly be in the same room with Sebastian without completely losing it. I walk around the castle for a little while, the people in the paintings talking about the Yule Ball and why I’m not there. When I come back 15 minutes has passed, and people are dancing, shouting, and just acting crazy. I’m pretty sure someone slipped fire whiskey into the drinks. I scan the room and I see Sebastian sitting down, looking kind of depressed, I’m guessing Anne hasn’t told him yet. Even though I want to help him, it’s just better if I avoid him. I turn and walk toward Arthur and the 5th year from earlier.

   “Y/N! She explained what happened! She told me she wasn’t feeling very good and didn’t want me to get sick! She likes me!” He says after she walks away to get more whiskey-punch. Her excuse was sort of weak, but it sounds like he fell for it. “She told me she’s getting sort of overwhelmed, so I’m going to take her out to the flower garden to get some air, do you think Weasley would get after us?” He asked with a look of concern growing on his face. Oh. Oh. 

   “No, I don’t think so. You’ll have time to get out of here without her noticing.” I try and hide my smile. “Go out and take her for some air.” He nods and when his date comes back he turns to her and says, 

   “Hey, It’s kinda crazy in here, do you want to go and get some air?” She looks at me and I smile and nod. She turns back to him.

   “Sure, thank you, Artie.” She takes his hand and together they walk out of the great hall. I smile to myself, knowing what is going to happen. I stand around awkwardly for a minute or two and then I go and sit down. This isn’t as fun as I had hoped.  I feel a tap on my shoulder.

   ‘Hey, can we go to the undercroft?” Sebastian says, he looks serious. “I need to talk to you about something.” He looks at me, waiting for my response.

   “Can’t- can’t it wait?” I ask as I fix my posture. He looks at me in the eyes and shakes his head. 

   “This is a conversation we should have had a while ago. I just thought things would be… different… tonight. “ Huh? What does he mean? I slowly stand up.

   “Okay, after you.” I gesture towards the door and we both leave the room. We don’t say a word the entire way there, though he keeps glancing my way. My heart is racing, what could he possibly want to talk about? Surely it’s not how I’ve been staying out of his way? Perhaps he is cocerned for Ominis? Though why would he be concerned?

    When we enter the undercroft he closes the door and immediately walks up to me. 

   “Why have you been avoiding me? Did I do something?” He walks closer to me. “I’ve missed you, it feels like every time I see you you just run away or make excuses.” My face burns. I slowly back up, hitting the wall.

   “No, I haven’t been avoiding you. Why would I do that?” I know my face is red. I’ve been caught. Maybe I could take a page from that fifth-year's book and pretend I’ve been sick. I’m about to tell him that when he steps up to me and puts his arm around my waist, making butterflies rapidly grow in my stomach.    “You left me at the ball. You lied to me when you said you would be right back. That hurt, Y/N/N.” His eyes are sad, his mouth in a slight frown. I think back to seeing him sitting down at

the ball, not dancing or having any fun with his friends. Was he waiting for me to come back? Was he really that affected by my disappearance?

   “I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would care if I left.” I look away and then look back to see his reaction. His eyes widen and he has a confused and angry look on his face.

   “I wouldn’t care? Of course, I would care! I care about you a lot Y/N!” He pauses for a second, puts his hand on the back of his head, and sighs. “I really like you. More than just a friend. I think about you all the time, Ominis is sick of hearing me talk about you, I want to be with you so bad it hurts.” His face turns red, and my stomach flips. The room seems so small now.

   “I like you too…” I whisper, unable to breathe. “I thought you wouldn’t like me back so I was going to avoid you until my feelings died down, that way our friendship wouldn’t end. You mean too much to me.” I feel the weight fall off my shoulders, it feels good to say all this out loud. He looks at me with his mouth slightly parted, eyes telling me that he is somewhat glad to know this. I hear a small sprouting noise and look above us and I see a mistletoe growing rapidly. It’s sprouting vines that twist and turn in all sorts of directions, its leaves almost glittering. I look back at Sebastian, whose eyes are locked on the mistletoe. He looks back at me and tightens his grasp on my waist. He pushes me harder against the wall and presses his lips against mine. He pulls back and sighs, running his fingers through his dark hair.

   “I shouldn’t-. I'm sorry”.

   I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck, feeling the best I have in a couple months. “You know, It’s a shame we didn’t get to dance more during the ball. It would have been fun” Now that I know he likes me too, dancing with him at the ball would have been like something out of a fairytale. He wraps his arms just above my hip.

   “Well, it’s not too late to dance now.” We start swaying and he gives me an occasional twirl. Even with no music, dancing here is almost better than in the great hall. Maybe it’s because I don’t feel wrong for feeling the butterflies in my stomach, or maybe it’s because I know he likes me back. Either way, I’m happier here.

[naavispider]

Thanks for linking Stripes! It would be nice to see this on AO3, it would be easier to read 💙 Have you thought about writing a scene in which Spider would seriously talk to Recoms and Quaritch about life on Earth? This would be interesting to read :*

"Come on, you must have thought about it!" Wainfleet prodded, tossing Spider a water bottle as they rested near the night's campfire.

"Can honestly say that I haven't, actually."

The conversation was only really between the two of them, but the rest of the camp was listening in as they reclined against their packs or consulted their holotablets. Quaritch's ears perked up. "Are you being serious?"

Spider turned in his direction. "Yeah..." he said, shrugging. He couldn't see what the big deal was. "Why should I imagine Earth? It would be like an Earth-born human wondering what it would be like to grow up on Pandora."

"Yeah but you're from Earth," Wainfleet argued.

Spider ground his teeth. "No I'm not, jackass."

Wainfleet raised his arms in exasperation, gesturing around the camp. "Kid, like it or not, you're not from Pandora."

"I think what Wainfleet is trying to say," interrupted Quaritch before Spider could fire back and get worked up into a huff, "is that none of us believe you haven't at least thought about what it's like back home. Say, what did you want to be when you grew up?"

Spider frowned. He'd been read hundreds of books when he was a kid, all depicting Earth scenes with Earth plots and Earth problems, but he'd always felt the disconnect as if it was a physical feeling. None of it applied to him, because none of it was relevant to Na'vi culture. The possibility of growing up to be a doctor, or a teacher, or a mechanic simply weren't options that were open to him. And it's not like he ever felt like he was missing out. The scientists all agreed that Earth was a dismal place to grow up these days, and even if it wasn't, Spider's affinity and loyalty to his home planet was far too great to ever consider wanting to visit.

He shrugged. "When I'm older, I'm going to be a warrior. The first human to pass iknimaya."

Quaritch was looking at him in a way he didn't like: sympathetic and...sad?

"What is your problem?" he ground out, angered by this response.

"That shouldn't be your only option. You're sixteen."

"No. It shouldn't be my only option because my home shouldn't be being invaded by aliens." He could tell he'd hit a nerve.

Quaritch sighed, adjusting his grip on the rifle he was using to patrol the camp.

Wainfleet spoke up. "But if you could be something different. What would you be?"

Spider thought for a moment, staring into the fire. "I dunno... I don't know what I'm good at."

"There's plenty you're good at," huffed Quaritch from across the camp. The Colonel had his back to them in the darkness, focused on the perimeter of the clearing. Spider felt a soft rush of warmth pool in his chest, but he quickly pressed it down.

"Yeah," Wainfleet said. "You're top notch little punk, for starters!"

Spider punched the corporal's shoulder, hard, which earned nothing more than a chuckle from the amused Wainfleet.

"I could pull your tswin so hard right now..." he grumbled.

"You're smart, good with your hands..." Ja offered unexpectedly.

"Don't inflate his ego, Ja," Zdinarsk groaned, finally joining the conversation as well.

"You could make a good medic."

For the second time in as many minutes, Spider felt a blush spread through his cheeks at Ja's calm praise. "Nah, I'm no Tsa'hik."

"Okay, but good with people though. You care a lot."

"Okay... this is getting weird," Spider cringed. He had no idea the squad's medic saw him in such high regard.

"Agreed," Wainfleet echoed, but not before Quaritch returned from his sweep of the camp, taking off his AR and resting it carefully near his pack.

Spider watched the Colonel as he strolled over relaxedly, taking a seat next to Spider on the warm moss. He appreciated that the man left enough space between them so that it wasn't awkward.

"You coulda been anything you wanted," the man huffed. The rest of the camp suddenly became extremely interested in field stripping their weapons or rummaging around for supplies. "You were robbed."

The weight of his words seemed to bear down on Quaritch. His voice was low and full of regret. He was probably blaming himself for the whole thing.

"I know it seems like that to you," Spider began, adjusting himself on the ground so he was a little further away from the recom. "But I was happy with my life."

Spider's use of the past tense hung in the air like a mist of bellsprig spores.

"Spider-" Quaritch extended a hand, but Spider shrugged it off quickly. He shuffled further away, hugging his legs and resting his chin on his knees. This only seemed to trigger Quaritch. He exhaled gruffly, nodding his acceptance of Spider's actions, but his voice told a different story. "I'm sorry I've let this happen to you."

They both knew he wasn't talking about taking Spider into RDA custody.

Anger boiled up inside of Spider - hot and volatile, so much all at once that he didn't know how to control it. "Txanfwìngtu! Vonvä’!" Hot licks of fury bubbled up his throat, bringing the profanity with it. "Pxasìk... Are you serious?!" He glared at Quaritch, breathless.

Quaritch didn't return the look, instead staring ahead stonily, confirming to Spider that he was set in his beliefs.

"Fuck you."

Quaritch smiled grimly, clearly trying to contain his own anger now.

"You think I'm a complete victim in this! You think that because you died I'm just a charity case. Well guess what? You dying was that best thing that could have happened to me. I think about going back to Earth now, and I shudder. Fuck you for thinking otherwise!" He leapt to his feet and stormed towards one of the larger trees, swinging himself up to make his bed for the night in one of the branches before Quaritch could respond. His heart was pounding, his mind racing with all the things he still wanted to shout into Quaritch's face. If he wouldn't literally die, he'd rip his damn mask off and tear through the forest faster than he'd ever moved in his life. He knew they'd never find him again without the tracker. He growled furiously into the night, slamming his head back against the bark of the tree. He'd put enough distance between himself and the squad so that he was out of sight, and probably too high to be heard either. He could just picture Quaritch checking the tablet to make sure he wasn't doing a runner.

This is how it was between them. Just when Spider thought Quaritch was beginning to understand him, he went and got proven completely wrong. Quaritch was an asshole, and Spider hated him.

Angry tears slipped down inside his mask as he realised why he was so angry. It was so unfair. Why did he have to hate the one man he was supposed to feel so differently about?

[anime-grimmy]

Trigun hyperfixation has an iron grip on me and I desperately need to get my head to think of something else. Especially cos I crave so much for good stories but to my suprise, a lot of (vashmeryl) fanfics I read are extremely samey, especially the post-anime ones.

That being said, while reading, I was actually suprised to see a few scenarios or themes never explored? So I thought, since I can't get my brain to focus anyways, might as well drop some vashmerly hcs and prompts.

the one I'm most suprised has not been explored at all is Meryl and Milly trying to teach Vash how to actually talk/flirt with women. I still dunno how Vash came to be known as a womamizer in the og anime cos he is abyssmal when it comes to flirting. So, after an especially embarassing rejection, Meryl picks a fight with Vash as usual and he's all like "yeah, then you show me how it's done." Not one to chicken out on a competition (and with avid encouragement by Milly) they set up a fake date. I can totally see it going really funny, Meryl trying her darn hardest to act like an actually interested date but can't help herself from cringing and and scoffing at how stupid Vash' approaches are. So basically, it would be a mix of silly flirting and a lot of bantering. By the end Meryl admits that he's not half bad if he just turns down the goofiness a bit, mentioning if he just ties up the night nicely he might even score a second date (she means in general, not realizing that it sounds like she's implying a date with her). Cue Vash doing the only smooth move in his life and stealing a goodnight kiss, asking "well, did it work?"

less of a prompt or headcanon, but in all the scar-centric fics Ive read, not once is it mentioned how Vash has a literal cage over his heart? Ive always loved this little design aspect, since it so obviously shows Vash fortifying his heart and keeping everyone out. I can also see Meryl being all smug like "well, im small and nimble, and the spaces between the bars are wide, I can easily slip through"

another funny thought about the metal grids on his body would be them cuddling but Meryl's hair gets caught on the metal and now they have to akwardly maneuver out of this situation

Meryl uses any and all situations to be taller than Vash. Since she is so much smaller than him, she usually stands when he sits, especially when they argue, tries to be just a few stairs above him or walks a few more steps up a slop so she can peer down on him. Not that her presence isn't big enough already, but she for sure tries her hardest to assert dominance.

To her dismay, Vash likes to use this moments to pick her up. I dunno why, but since Meryl is so small I can see Vash just enjoying it to pick her up and twirl her around. Lugging her around like a pretty looking sack of potatoes.

Vash is a human pretzel. He will contort his body in ways to hug as much of Meryl as possible.

Meryl becomes incredibly good at ignoring Vash if she needs to work. She could be sitting at her typewriter, only noticing Vash has her in a vice grip when Milly asks if she isn't distracted.

Despite how spiky it looks, Vash' hair is actually pretty soft and fluffy, and once Meryl finds out she uses any opportunity to run her fingers through it. Vash doesn't mind cos he totally digs the head scratches (humanoid typhoon? more like humanoid doggo)

when traveling together, they usually share a thomas cos Vash can't ride for shit. Vash likes to be dramatic and complain about it (cos he's a big boy thank you very much) but he can't deny that he wholly enjoys being cuddled up behind Meryl for hours on end.

Welp, just some food for thought cos my brain is in Trigun overdrive. These are specifically based on the 98 versions of them but I have a whole lot for Stampede as well haha

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Transcript: it might just be me, but even at the height of undertale when it and it's fancontent was basically always breaking containment

i never liked, detested ig would be a better word, seeing all the "cringe" sans fangirl animations on those "cringe comps" (i have my gripes with this concept in general tbh)

i dunno man. it's probably because i also got my start in art during my undertale phase, albeit it was traditional and i never had the balls to post it online lol. i. idk man. it just made me feel weird/neg seeing all of it sandwhiched in between other 'cringe' art stuff, and just seeing all the comments and shit dragging the it through the dirt

looking back on it all now? yeah. ok yeah i get it. i'll admit i even have a strenuous time getting through all the old flipaclip animations lol, but idk man. it's just the. thought process behind it i guess? i just cant understand it, "it's just for fun" or "i didn't mean anything by it lol", that still doesn't change the fact that undeniably, /someone/'s emotions were hurt by it

i just hate the very thought of that, if that makes sense? just wondering how many people's love/passion/memories/etc. of undertale in those early years were smothered or at least dirtied by that shit. why was it ever so funny to ridicule?

this type of thought always leads me to that stuff from a while back, 'markiplier didn't finish undertale because of the toxic comments' was my rough memory of it.

idk dude, it just bums me out sometimes to think about, like. just think about how the fandom would've been like if those comps were never a thing, or at least those vids were never put into one massive thing for the sole purpose of "cringe", how many of those artists could've developed their skills with just. unbridled passion?? free to do whatever they wanted since they never had to read their stuff dug through the mud? how many other au's or stories would they have developed? maybe it wouldn't have amounted to anything significant. but- i dunno. i just think about it sometimes, even if for a bit, the fandom would've been just the tiniest bit brighter

(i'm writing this at like midnight and im weirdly emotional and nostalgic so sorry if it comes off. ironic to use this word lol but, cringe, p much. have a nice day fellas. take care of yourselves.)

[archangeldyke-all]

HIIIIIII !! just thought of something else for sevika and vampire reader AHFBAFAFLS

since vampires and humans are quite obviously different, how would sevika react if the reader were to study her and how would the relationship be because of the different characteristics that vampires (nocturnal) and humans have?

black reader if possible pleasee <33 i love how you wrote it last time!

oh cute cute cute cute!

same disclaimer as last time, just incase this gets a new reader: i'm white! so i'll try to make it an obviously black reader, but if i get anything wrong lmk and i'll be happy to change it!

men and minors dni

the first time she wakes up to you watching her, she freaks out.

"what the fuck are you doing?" she asks. you shrug.

"watching you sleep."

"...why?" she asks, slowly sitting back down from where she snapped out of bed at the sight of you hovering two inches above her body, lovingly looking down at her.

you shrug again. "i like watching you. you're pretty." you say. she blushes a bit, and you grin, and she shakes her head.

"go to sleep." she grumbles, pulling you down to the bed, wrapping her arms around you. you laugh.

"i don't really sleep." you say. "just kinda close my eyes and wait for a while."

sevika pouts. "doesn't that get boring?" she asks. you shrug again.

"not when i can watch you." you say. she groans and you kiss her nose. "go back to sleep. i'll keep watch." you say with a wink. sevika scoffs.

sometimes, sevika will try to bring you home 'dinner.'

it's just road kill she grabs by the tail, smacking it on the counter with a grin as she presents it to you.

you don't have the heart to tell her that the blood you drink has to come from a relatively fresh kill. you just smile, kiss her, throw out the poor animal, and disinfect the counter for her.

i think sevika would generally keep the same hours as you, actually. she's probably pretty busy at nights, since that's when the last drop is open, so that's when she's working. it's kinda nice, because on the rare day that the sun aligns so it actually streams down into the depths of the undercity, you have to stay in the apartment, and sevika's always there to entertain you.

she'd be shocked to find out that garlic doesn't bother you.

"you're fucking kidding me!" she groans. you chuckle.

"why are you so upset?"

"i've been avoiding eating garlic for months for you!" she says. you burst into laughter. "do you know how fucking bland my food's been?" she asks. you just giggle and pull her in for a kiss.

"you're cute."

one night, as you're finishing up your skincare routine, lotioning your legs, sevika hums from where she lays in bed. you look over your shoulder at her.

"what?"

"i thought vampires were supposed to be all... pale and gray." she says. "how're you still so bronze and glowy?" she asks.

you burst into laughter and tackle her to the bed.

"that's just a stupid myth." you say. "we all keep the same skin tone we had when we changed."

"oh." she says, slightly embarrassed, blushing again. you pepper her face with kisses, laughing at the way she cringes.

sevika's kinda obsessed with your fangs. you'll catch her staring, a sparkle in her eye, and each time you do, her shoulders shoot up to her ears and she blushes as she looks away.

one day, you come home with just a bit of blood on your chin. sevika wipes it off for you, gasping when you lick it off her thumb. you blink up at her, and she gulps.

"is it... does it..." she tries. you're patient as you wait for her to gather her words. "i read once that s-sometimes... vampire feeding can feel good for the victim?" she asks. you grin.

"sometimes." you say, nodding. "if i want it to. i can inject a bit of... i dunno venom? into their bloodstream. makes 'em all hazy-- it's meant to be so they don't struggle, but a lot of people really like it." you say, giddy at the way sevika's eyes grow wider and wider with each of your words. she gulps.

"is that... i mean... do you ever think about...--"

"about drinking your blood?" you ask. sevika blinks. "all the time. you smell fucking divine, and i already know you taste good." you say, trailing a finger down to flick at her pants' button. "i'm sure your blood would be delicious." sevika's heart is beating so fast you worry she'll pass out. you just laugh and press a kiss to her cheek. "but i don't want to do that to you yet." you say.

"wha--why?" sevika pouts. you laugh.

"'cause i like you. don't want you with me just because you're addicted to the feeling, want you with me because you wanna be with me." you say, shrugging. sevika melts a bit.

"but you... you already know i'm in love with you." she mumbles. you blink.

"you are?" you ask. sevika blinks up at you, a shocked look on her face.

"you didn't know?"

"n-no!" you say. "you never told me that!"

"i thought you could read minds!" she says. you laugh.

"where the hell'd you get that?"

"my books!" she cries, a blush creeping up her cheeks. you grin.

"you need some better books, babe." you say, swooping forward to kiss her cheek. she sighs in embarrassment.

"i love you too." you whisper against her cheek. "though you probably already figured that out from the stalking and love letters and stuff." you say, chuckling. sevika smiles.

"i hoped so, yeah." she says. you laugh. "so does this mean you'll bite me?" she asks. you laugh again.

"not today." you say. "i wanna make sure it's perfect. gotta make sure i won't take it too far, either. we should probably start with, like, slicing your palm, before i drink from your arteries. i get a bit... primal, when i'm feeding." you say. sevika just shivers at the description.

"fuck." she mumbles. you grin and kiss her again, biting her lower lip between your teeth. she shudders as you tease your fangs against the flesh.

"but someday." you promise her. she gulps and nods.

"someday." she agrees.

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[o-sachi]

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Hi hi. Thank you for requesting! You listed down some pretty cute tropes in your request meheheh

✉️ Attachment: ABCs with Togame Jo

[C] Comfort I'm quite certain that his first instinct would be to make you laugh or try to brighten up the situation in general. Sometimes you might feel like he's talking to a kid? It could either annoy you or comfort you... really depends on what happened that soured your mood. Other than that, I think he'd resort to physical touch to make you feel better again.

[D] Dates Togame definitely brings you somewhere to eat. You have a couple of spots that you frequent. It only changes when a new place opens up because he insists that you MUST check it out. Although, there are moment when you don't feel like going out, so he brings over food instead. It's always food with this man lol.

[I] Intimacy His kind of romance is definitely the fun kind. He likes keeping the spark alive no matter what stage you are in the relationship. In other words, he puts in a lot of effort for you two. I think your connection became the more the two of you realized how accepting the other one is of you. You slowly became comfortable to be yourselves; there was no need to build facades or whatever.

[J] Jealousy Kame's pretty secure in your relationship. He trusts you more than he trusts himself. I don't think you'd have any reason to be jealous either because Kame comes off a bit intimidating to other potential lovers. Sure, he'd tease you every once in a while about it just to get a reaction from you. You do tell him off, but deep down you're certain that Kame would never ever betray you or make you think that he is.

[K] Kisses Let's just say... he gets ahead of himself sometimes. He never settles for a quick peck. It's either reaaaaally sweet or passionate (iykwim). He also likes to kiss you particularly after he pisses you off (been teasing you nonstop and you actually got annoyed). Kame also likes to be gentlemanly and kiss the top of your hand randomly. He does it in front of his friends usually 'cuz apparently it annoys the guys lol.

[N] Nicknames He doesn't really have a fixed nickname for you. Kame likes to switch it up, but his rotation of names are sort of the same stuff. Most of which are food related (it makes you cringe, but that's his goal tbh). However, he does use a different nickname sometimes to catch you off guard. Like that one time he whispered "angel" in your ear and ra away like a kid. He's so silly sometimes.

[W] Wildcard He likes to give you piggyback rides! It's strange though because more often than not, he's the one forcing you to get on. You tell him it's embarrassing because so many people are watching, but if you do tell him that, he'll just pick you up bridal style. You reluctantly let him do his thing because what can you do while you're up in his arms?

[X] XOXO I dunno why, but I get the feeling he likes to boop your nose. Sometimes his feelings become too much to bear and he tries to convey that to you by booping your nose. Kame just finds you really adorable like that. Otherwise, most of his little loves are related to food (again).

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i need to hear your sallowgraham headcanons you are aware of this, correct?

well,, if u insist… ☝️😋

I have a feeing htis will be long winded and annoying so it’s all under here…

Pre-Legion stuff:

- Josh is a recent orphan and in Ed’s head his mom is practically dead (I hc she is lowkey a lil nuts) and they bond over this initially😙

-they’re both fucking losers. ppl in New Canaan think Joshua is weird and while Ed can make friends he’s like that one bully-friend we all had at some point where u eventually are like wait this guy sucks and u part ways. Joshua doesn’t bend to his bullying and that interests him, and Edward’s interest is exciting to Joshua.

-In my hc, Joshua’s dad was a trader and it’s why Joshua is so proficient in dialects and languages. His dad gave him a copy of Caesar’s Commentarii to practice Latin. When he’s trying to make friends with Edward at first, he offers to let him read it and this is how Ed gets the book hehe

-Bc they’re young men and young men are Like That, I think they fought a lot, verbally and physically. It was Bill’s hand that extended the offer to have Joshua translate and Joshua saw it as a sign from God to be useful and accepted without thinking about how fucking annoying Edward can be.

(Bill headcanon interjection moment, but he was 100% the only thing keeping them from both feeding off each other’s violence and ideas. When he’s gone is when the legion rly explodes, but also they get along MUCH better. Mask drop time??)

-Toward the end of the expedition, before getting to the Blackfoot, Joshua totally begged Edward to at least walk back with him to New Canaan before he went back to California and Edward was like “ok (ew)”

-… so when they created the legion and Josh saw that they’d continue doing this to other tribes as they pushed into Utah, he begged Edward to leave New Canaan alone and Edward was like “ew, but ok”

-Joshua’s clothes r fucked up, sewn together and patched like nothing else. Edward gives him his clothes to wear so he doesn’t look like such a rag doll.

Legion stuff:

-The crosses and crucifixions were Edward’s idea, the razing and heads-on-spikes-warnings were Josh’s ideas.

-Cringe aside joshua totally sees their relationship as a union, Ed’s been his only partner and they share a tent wayyy late into the Legion, even when they don’t have to. I dunno if Ed sees it the same way, but I think he’s just comfortable with what he has, and is probably aware Joshua sees it that way and feels it gives him an angle over him.

-In the earlier days, they would scavenge books for each other and spend nights reading them together 💔 their dates would include bookclub, hunting, hiking, and watching arena fights💔

-While Joshy-poo is a survivalist in my head, Edward is v educated and has (had?) a good background in anatomy from his studies and a few medical stuff Bill taught him when they left California. Joshua can make tea and healing powder, but Ed’s gonna throw pills at his head either way.

-I love an albino vulpes hc. Joshua wanted that thing DESTROYED, but Edward was like 💔 it’s a thing. and nearly tried to convince Joshua he could be their diversity hire son. But that was too gay.

-Every region they went thru, Joshua reimagined a homestead there instead of camps. He’ll always want his tradwife ranch.

-THEY BOTH WORE VESTS 💔 until Ed got too big for his

Post-Legion/Hoover Dam

-Ed shaved his head before Joshua was supposed to head for the Dam. Joshua usually cut his hair so he thought it was odd.

-A week before, Ed pestered Joshua about making sure he was going to take the Dam and Joshua was ofc very sure he was, he’s never lost before. He made up his mind already that if Josh lost he’d have to kill him, and even suggested he wait and strategise further, but Joshua insisted it was fine. Ed was already drafting letters to Lanius in case.

-After the Dam loss, Ed didn’t kill Josh immediately. He acted like nothing was wrong because he was struggling to go thru with it. Ed was just going to throw him down the Grand Canyon, but wanted him GONE, and ordered the pitch last minute. and they totally slept together beforehand

-Josh tried to climb back up the canyon at first hehe half confused, half angry.

-Ed’s decision to decimate New Canaan was 100% because of the promise he made Joshua before.

-Joshua leaves taunting messages on the bodies of the Frumentarii sent to kill him <3 love letters

-Edward couldn’t stand to be around cooked meat and open flame for a few weeks after Josh’s burn. #vegetarian

-Joshua and Edward both have recurring nightmares about that night for separate reasons.

nsfw hc?? I fear I’m too shy to share those. josh was a total submissive the first few years and then eventually they both got used to the power and control of their roles and sex became a dominating hate thing between them that they enjoyed but eventually it devolved into giving each other the laziest hj and bj youve ever seen

Hiiiii byeeeee love u

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I really love the headcanons they're honestly so spot-on and very fun to read through if its not too much can I have hcs from you of my girl Dos🙏🙏🙏

YYESSS MY BELOVEDDD OMG omg u already know a lot of hcs n u made me have a lot more so ty 4 that omg

right off the bat. does not get along with kids. either that. or she is the cool mom to them. but her experience with every kid in the show says otherwise

her real name is MAYBE Dahlia.

bi. 100% bi, with a preference for women

terrible at math but good at everything else

when i said shes bi i mean like. kinda stereotypical bi. with like the leather jackets and also falling head over heels with a woman at first sight but it takes her months to actually start to like a guy

like. i adore acaiberry right.

and rizdos

but u know how dos went and infiltrated MATA and Bakar tried to flirt with her n like she was uninterested. what if like she ran into the most ethereal woman ever (geetha,,maybe i dunno,,,,just a suggestion,,,)

and that just causes her to almost fail the entire mission because of ONE OLD ASS LESBIAN

well geetha isnt that much older than her bc shes like,,,the same age as rizwan?? apparently?? but this isnt about her

owns a motorcycle. much cooler than rizwan's, like its got purple lightning on it and stuff.

if i was to compare her to a toh character shes like eda and lilith combined. like she takes wildly unnecessary risks but also completely stoic and unwavering at some.

but really she also reminds me of elle from tlou2

has a lot of jewelery, just rarely wears it

i said before she is not good with kids but her skills at makeup and being fucking awesome are what get her by. like she can get any kid to like makeup and motorcycles in three hours

really close with trez, again, thanks to you bella i have this headcanon. but like hes like her brother, maybe they grew up together?

she brags about being in a band but really she was only in it for a month (girlfailure)

never really caring unless its someone she knows like family, like MAYBE Trez, Rizwan is an exception

either she doesn't like music or she listens to heavy metal, but like with her partner she'd have their own music taste in her playlists and stuff

whoo time for some cringe dark heartwrenching headcanons!!

when she was in the numeros she was unknowingly cloned because before rizwan she was the strongest of the numeros. but that backfired bc it turned out to be a child.

and im not saying who that is because bella you know this headcanon all too well and no one else can know until i've fleshed out everything but a hint is she was homeless until MATA

like the clone ran away when she thought she'd be terminated and thats why she was homeless.

genuinely cries a lot when she thinks of losing people she loves. like she'd go in private and cry her eyes out and come back like nothing happened

when she dated jenny she had a plan in the back of her head to run away with her and off the grid from the numeros.

we all know that can't happen now

shes been through so much shit as a kid and always thought she was so mature and that she should have been able to handle it so if she ever has her own like single or adopted or with someone i dunno, she would cry because she realized she was that small and innocent once and she didn't deserve that

i hate it here

i might be projecting

i dont even have this many headcanons for my spiky haired daughter

i might be projecting on this one a little but i also got this hc from a comic by catboymoments

anyways!! i think thats all for now but if i think of any more i'll add them ilysm bella also feel free to ask anything else!!

[ladyswillmart]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Spread the love ❤️

Hey wow, thanks for the message! I actually had to think about this one quite a bit. I'm not always the biggest fan of my own work, but in recent years I have published a few fics that I ended up liking. These... might be in some particular order? Eh, I dunno! Anyway, here goes:

5.) "It's Up To You" (Portal). The one where Doug Rattmann is trying to repair Grady. This is the last Portal fic I did and probably ever will do (though, never say never, right?). I'm not sure why I envisioned Doug as a fan of Ricky Nelson but it kinda works. Like the rest of my Portal stories, I put a lot of heart into this one, but in the end it felt like a bit of a waste. Oh well, I still like how it turned out.

4.) "Fish is Also a Four-Letter Word" (Gensou Suikoden II). It's sort of a screwball comedy where Jillia kind of asks Klaus to use his strategist super-powers to kill her brother. This was one of those magic stories where it all just brilliantly came together in a matter of days, footnotes and all. Rarer still, it's a story I can re-read and go "oh, that was cute", without cringing!

3.) "Malus" (Soul Blazer). The tiny fic in the tiny fandom that could! The first story I've ever done that was narrated by a goat. It's such a sweet and gentle tale, and I still think this setting is really interesting. There are not a lot of fics for this old SNES game, but I guess it is kind of a niche title. I got about halfway through a follow-up (narrated by a dormouse) so maybe I'll finish that one some time too...

2.) "A Difficult Business" (FF14). Originally a shitpost on Tumblr, which should tell you everything you need to know, if you don't want to actually read the fic summary. It's the one where Y'shtola bribes Nero Scaeva to deep fry Nidhogg's eyeballs in the fry vat at the Husting Strip Galleria food court's Ol’ Mistbeard Fish ‘n Chips.

1.) "Mog House" (FF14). In here, there is only Mog. And House. Huh, this one also involves Nero in some manner of bribery (only this time he's the one doing the bribing).

Ironically (?), my actual #1 pick isn't something that I can link to because it hasn't been published anywhere yet! It's called "Ancient History" and it's a 16-chapter work of Ultima VII (Serpent Isle) fanfic that's going up on my Neocities. For whatever reason, I made the boneheaded decision that it would be the FIRST thing to go up on my website, along with a complete (read: way too verbose) timeline and character profiles and little pictures, the works! All of this is still under construction, HOWEVER the bulk of the actual writing/markup of it is DONE and has been for some time. It's really just down to the getting the formatting just right, plus some light revision and last-minute edits.

Oh yeah! I still need to write the epilogue. Hah!

Unfortunately, it looks like Dawntrail got in the way as it's currently taking up my "writing" time slot. 😅 However, I'm also making my way to the end of all that so I expect I can get back into finishing my website pretty soon as well.

It's something I don't really expect people to be interested in so I'm not putting this story on AO3 or anything like that. I'm really proud of the work I put into the website and the story and the little AU world I crafted around it, but in the end, it's something I did just for me. 😛

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[BEGIN STREAM: 18-FEB-2069]

Folks, President Sunny Roosevelt here! It’s President’s Day, and to celebrate, I’m gonna do a reading from the Deck of Statesmen for all my loyal voters and subscribers! I’m still learning, I’ve done some practice readings and stuff, but this is my first time doing a big reading for a crowd, so be nice.

[Sunny begins shuffling a deck of cards. Stream comments: “ohhh this is gonna be good;” “LET’S FUCKING GOOOOOO;” “I want Sunny to shuffle me”]

We’re gonna do a five-card reading today. If you’ve been living under a rock and dunno what that means, you’ve got the Upper Seat on top, three Chamber cards in the middle, and the Lower Seat at the bottom.

[Sunny places five (5) cards face-down in a + (plus) shape]

So first is the Upper Seat, the one on top, and that one sets the tone for the rest of the reading.

[Sunny flips the top card to reveal a portrait of Martin van Buren (Two of Stewards). Stream comments: “Deece;” “TOPDECKING GAS BOYS;” “lol who”]

Ooh, the Two of Stewards in the Upper Seat. I’m getting… so, he’s a transitional figure, and creating something new isn’t always a good thing. Sometimes you become part of something, or create part of something, and you get swept up in it, or it gets carried away. This card is technically a lesser symbol, but it’s very… nuanced, it’s actually one of my favorite cards. Moving on, we have the Lower Seat, it’s like a balancing counterpoint to the Upper Seat, the soft power versus the hard power.

[Zachary Taylor (Five of Generals) is revealed in the Lower Seat. Stream comments: “FUCKING WHO LOL;” “he always looks like he’s holding in a fart;” “SWORDBOY CONFIRMED”]

The Five of Generals in the Lower Seat. Ooh, that’s interesting, very ‘other side of the coin’ to the Two of Stewards. Sort of falling into something, being the one left holding the bag and not knowing what to do with it. So it sounds like, a lot of tension between the structure versus the people in the structure. But obviously you know I’m on your side. I love my boys. ❤️

[Stream comments: ”WE LOVE YOU TOO;” “MOMMYYYYY;” “god all the lower Generals are exactly the same”]

Now let’s take a look at the Chamber. Starting from the left…

[The first Chamber card is Franklin Delano Roosevelt (High Steward). Stream comments: “WE’RE SAVED;” “NO RELATION LOL;” “MY MAN;” “NO RELATION LOL;” “THE BIG DICK MOTHERFUCKER HIMSELF;” “NO RELATION LOL”]

The High Steward! Help is on the way, folks, haha. No, but seriously, everyone says ‘no card is all good or all bad’ and that’s true. The High Steward is one of those figures that holds the moment in his hand and guides it. He’s strong and benevolent, but also kind of greedy. He’s a linchpin, and linchpins can be dangerous, y’know? You don’t want all your eggs in one basket. 

Especially in the Chamber. The Seats are more concrete and the Chamber is more abstract, where the Chamber is coming up with the big ideas and trying to solve everything and the Seats keep asking “okay, but how are we gonna do that?” So a High card in the Chamber is very… it implies some power-sharing, responsibilities being split. Still, it’s always good to see him! Next up…

[The middle card is flipped over, revealing John F Kennedy (Martyr of Discoursers). Stream comments: “BOOM HEADSHOT;” “JACKIE PHAT ASS;” “Reading’s looking kinda grim boys, High Steward might not be enough to save us”]

The Martyr of Discoursers. The drama! Haha. But yeah, the Martyr of Discoursers basically means drama. And in the Chamber, that could mean a lot things - it could mean big revelations or high tension, but it could also just mean distractions. It’s kind of a reminder to keep your priorities straight and not get distracted by dead ends, or not get lured in by something that’s flashy but without substance. Alright, last card…

[The final card is flipped, revealing Grover Cleveland (Three of Paragons). Stream comments: “FUCKING WHO LOL;” “always sucks when the last Statesman is cringe lol;” “why tf is this nerd a Paragon”]

Hey, the Three of Paragons isn’t cringe. None of them are – okay, very few of them are cringe, haha. And he’s a Paragon because, like I was saying, none of them are all good or all bad. Paragons are about sticking to your beliefs and principles. Sometimes that’s really important, but sometimes it means being stubborn or refusing to learn. And the Three of Paragons is - y’know how I was just talking about drama and linchpins and all that? He’s a balancing force against that. He’s very grounded.

So this is interesting. Looking at the reading as a whole, it seems like the Chamber is very diverse - you’ve got principles and drama and ambition all right next to each other, a lot of these big personalities jostling against each other, and they’re sandwiched between the Seats, who are these balancing and tempering forces trying to corral all these thoughts and ideas and build some structure. 

Yeah, that’s what I’m getting. To sum it up, the Chamber, our ideas and thoughts, they want to go big and loud and dramatic, and they’re being tempered by the Seats, who are kind of quiet and diligent. We’ve got all four classes on the board with a slight Steward majority, which says to me that.. it’s always hard to say when you’ve got a 2-1-1-1 split, because there’s technically a majority, but it’s a small majority. The Seats don’t have a figurehead grabbing everyone else and leading them forward, so right now isn’t the time for any big decisions. It’s saying nobody has all the pieces yet. As tempting as it is to charge ahead and be independent, you should really take a moment to think things through and talk with people.

[Stream comments: “AI gonna take over AGAIN at this rate lol;” “we pulled High Steward so I’m happy;” “Sunny you’re so centrist lmao”]

So, there you go! I hope you enjoyed watching my reading, I had fun doing it. Don’t forget to vote, comment, and subscribe, and check out the store! We’ve got a big President’s Day sale on everything, including a new, that’s right, a new dakimakura design, so make sure you take a look! Mmkay, bye-bye~!

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