#i also felt this way about chain of gold lol

[edwinspaynes]

ngl the matthew bindup feels like some grand mythical beast right now. the panacea to all of my sadness, the cure-all to my despair. it feels so impossible to me that she'll announce it soon that i just can't believe it. i honestly will probably make it into some legend by the time that it comes out and then when it's in my hands i'll spontaneously combust

[nanaminsmoon]

what do you think about suburban eren & hood princess reader 🤭 people think that we running shit but in reality and especially behind closed doors it’s a different storyyy + he’s a little mean

heyyy so this took a while because life was really lifeing and girl i wasn't sure how to write it because i'm also from the suburbs in england so i felt like writing about babes from ends wouldn't translate properly. but i hope it's okay lol😭

cw: pnv, fingering, unprotected sex, n word usage, orgasm denial, eren lives with his parents but they're out of the house doing rich people shit idk😭

wc: 1916

”’r-ren, i said i’m-m sorr-rry”, each word you slurred out only left your mouth because eren was fucking you hard enough to knock it out of you. eren’s hips moved quickly, but he was still so deep inside you that you could’ve sworn you could feel him in your damn lungs—his tip slamming all the air out of them. your fingertips desperately tried to grapple at the desk underneath you, as one of eren’s hands wrapped around your throat and the other sat on your hip. the minimal lighting coming from his desk lamp ricocheted off the layer of sweat on your body to illuminate your skin and, any other day, lip shaped patches of moisture would join it. but today was unlike other days, because today was one of the few days where your chill, romantic eren reminded you that he wasn’t a doormat.

”’cause i live in a house like this you think you can keep playin’ with me?”, eren moved his hand from your throat to rub on your clit, and your head fell back to lean on his chest. there was no way you could give him a verbal answer, so you just shook your head furiously.

”hm? i’m too nice to you, you think you can walk all over me? ‘s that it?”, he asked, both his fingers and hips still not letting up. so the aggressive head shaking that followed that question was both in response, and frustration.

”fucking answer me when i speak to you”, his own jaw clenched, just as his grip on yours tightened. and, although eren was making it harder for you to speak with both the way he was fucking you, and the harsh hand on your jaw, you tried your best to whine out an answer,

”n-no”, in which eren would reply with a kiss to his teeth.

from the outside looking in, eren was your bitch. that’s what everyone called him; to your friends, and family, he was your sweet suburban boy that did everything you told him to, with no arguments. he opened doors for you, pulled chairs out for you, bought you gifts, paid for your hair and nails, and spoke to you like you had placed every individual star in the sky. he was harmless in every essence of the word. maybe even too harmless. you knew how to handle yourself, and took no shit from no one, so spectators would assume that you were eren’s protector; if there was a problem, you were the one to solve it for him. for example, sometimes he just didn’t seem to understand that not everywhere was like his gated community, because this boy would walk to the corner store by your house with the sunlight bouncing off his watch, and his chain just swinging in the wind.

”eren, tuck your fucking chain”, you grabbed the gold jewellery, and put it in his shirt, telling him he had to be careful before he got his shit snatched. in response, eren just shrugged and went about his day.

even though they joked about him being helplessly naive, your friends and family loved eren. a big part of the reason was that they knew he would take good care of you and let you do whatever you wanted to do with no questions asked. and you’d agree, jokingly commenting about him being your ‘babygirl’ or about him being ‘submissive’ when he wasn’t around. underline ‘when he wasn’t around’. because eren was everything but passive—he was just reserved. eren let you pretend you ran shit in public, because he enjoyed watching you dig holes for yourself by acting like you had him on a leash when, in reality, you had to beg for his permission just to nut. other people’s opinions didn’t concern him, but what did was your behaviour. because telling people he was your bitch was one thing. but acting like he was, was another.

like at the party you and eren had gone to with your friends. things had been going great until you started shaking ass on who you thought was ymir. but when you went to look back at it, your eyes were met with those of one of your male best friends. of course you pushed him off you but, the relief that it wasn’t some complete stranger meant that you did so very gently. some would say too gently, and too giggly, for a woman with a boyfriend. but the only thing on your mind at the time was going to the bathroom so you really thought nothing of it. you hadn’t even noticed the green eyes burning holes into the side of your face, until their owner’s hand wrapped around your wrist.

”what was that?”, eren pulled you to the side, and your eyes just rolled. you’d been there for far too long, and you just wanted to go to the damn bathroom then go home. the last thing you needed was drama.

”not now, eren. just leave me alone”, you brushed him off, and eren’s hand quickly released your wrist. others would see eren it as conceding, but you knew better than that—he wasn’t done with you, you’d just have to deal with him later. but that was later you’s problem, so current you was just going to live her best life. that attitude made for an interaction between you and your man that your friend found to be particularly hilarious,

”bitch, i wish my man would listen to me like that.”, she joked, and you laughed back at her.

”right, don’t you just love an obedient nigga?”, you had joked back. of course eren heard everything, but he’d just scoff and head to the door to leave.

even though he opened your car door for you, once you got in the car, eren did not speak a word to you. even as you’d steal glances at him and stroke his thigh, or shoulder, or arm, or cheek, he’d remain stone-faced and keep his eyes on the road. when you finally got back to his house, his silence would persist as he walked you to the door, before taking his shoes off and making his way to his room. he’d left you at the door, so you had to follow after him, with an exhausted scowl on your face. and once you got to his room, you decided to be the bigger person and speak to him first.

”eren, i grew up with him. you need to chill the fuck out”, you yawned, walking over to him. but he’d just scoff at you before his hand would be on your jaw. even still, your mask imitating an unphased expression would not fall. despite the pool of arousal in your underwear at the sudden movement.

”who you tellin’ to chill?”, he spoke lowly, eyes locked with yours. your heart was starting to race, but you wouldn’t back down.

”you. now what?”, those were the words that placed you in the position you were in now; your orgasm denied five times, as your toes painfully dug into your slippers. the van cleef necklace he had bought you slapped into your chest over and over again, as you moaned out his name and ignored apologies. you were forced to endure all of this because eren felt like you weren’t sorry enough. meanwhile, he had already cum once, and he was nearing his second. your pleasure had always been eren’s priority, but today you were just a cocksleeve to him. and he was happy keeping it that way.

begging and pleading for eren to go slower, or be more gentle with you did nothing because he’d just maintain his pace. eren loved you more than he loved himself, so he hated fucking you in a way that insinuated otherwise. but his mind wouldn’t stop replaying what happened at the party; the way that guy touched you, the way you laughed with him as if eren wasn’t literally right there, and the way you made him out to be your lap dog. all that anger travelled to the place where you two connected, and he didn’t realise how hard he was fucking you until he felt his dick twitch inside you.

”i’m gonna cum—”, he groaned onto the space between your neck and shoulder, finally giving it a small kiss. the lewd sounds of skin meeting haphazardly would repeat three more times before it’d cut out, only to be replaced by the sounds falling from your boyfriend’s mouth as he filled you with his seed. he’d stay still so his dick could act as the plug that kept all his nut inside you. confused, and on the brink of getting your own release, you’d just start moving to fuck yourself on his dick. it took eren a few seconds to realise what was happening before he’d hold your hips still, and pull out of you.

”’ren, what about me?”, you cooed, but it all fell on deaf ears as eren was too focused on using his middle and ring finger to collect any dripping nut, to push it back inside you. your entrance practically sucked his fingers inside you, and he wouldn’t fight it. instead curling his fingers and hitting the spot he knew would cause your undoing.

”what about you?”, he chuckled into your ear, kissing and sucking at the lobe. before he’d bite it, earning a wince from your parted lips, ”obedient, yeah? i’m obedient?”, he said in a low taunt.

”y-yeah, you are”, after all that apologising you’d just been doing, eren was surprised to see you being this rebellious. especially towards the same man who was stroking your release with his fingers. that was the same man who reached another hand around to rub your clit again, and started smirking at you tightening around his fingers, signalling your release.

”shit, ‘ren, i’m cumminngg”, you cried out, as your back arched against him.

”hmm”, he pouted, stamping one final gentle kiss on your shoulder before speaking again, ”well then”, were his words as he removed his hands from you.

”what’re you doing?”, you turned to him to see a shit-eating grin on his face. eren hadn’t just robbed your orgasm from you, he had let you get a taste of it, before pulling away when you needed him to continue most. it was like lighting a firework, then throwing a net on it just as it was air bound.

”you asked me to leave you alone, so i’m being obedient and leaving you alone”, he smirked, kissing your temple. he could see the anger growing on your face, and that kiss wasn’t meant to calm it, it was meant to feed it.

”eren, i wanna cum. please”, you pleaded, tears almost falling from your eyes. eren would take one look at you, before he’d start pretending to think about it. the charade ultimately ending in an annoying shrug.

”find an obedient suburban boy to take care of it”, he took a pause to yawn, before pulling his boxers and jeans up, and falling onto his bed, ”i’m tired.”

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[cassyclassyfancy]

I haven't posted for a month lol ๋࣭ ⭑ Yandere! Morax and his love. Summary:Yao-Yao leads about Y/N in a story book and asks her mentor more about the lady, she would be fascinated in so. But Cloud retainer would not tell a tale so disturbing for a kid.

Short. All my post are short

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˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Warnings Kissing without consent Yandere themes ! I do not condone to this irl ! ๋࣭ ⭑

“You seem to know Y/N alot cloud retainer!”

“You're mistaken child. She, was the closest to Morax one simply mangled in their story.”

“Story?“ The beaming child Yao-Yao chirped, her eyes shining like diamonds.

“Surprising really.”

“Y/N fits every aspect of talent, looks, and personally. That was what made who Rex lapis is today. They often soured the skies, sit by the shores of Yaoguang Shoal or enjoy the sight of Jueyun Karst. She was his pride and joy, One cannot simply think of any possibility on how he will survive without his love.”

He would've let himself eroded. Morax would've set himself on stone and went insane centuries ago. Weren't it for their saviour. No matter how much Cloud retainer covers your markings or sometimes ignoring them completely, The bird does find ways in excusing your marks from the other adeptis, not anymore since you and Morax are already one. She doesn't have to fear that you go insane? Not that you weren't on his care.

Morax gladly agreed to be sealed to a domain, that you also with be. You were already immortal thanks to his 'gift' surely you won't mind spending eternity with the man you love.

(Your perspective)

Loving the gold he frequently gifts you, necklaces, bracelets, matching rings all jewels you could lay your eyes on. It would be at your door next morning.

You remember the gold chains that was in your door step with a letter with his initial in it.

The last morning you will ever see the (Real)sun rise. After being knocked out for God knows how long, you found yourself laying in land filled grass with glaze lilies, the Sun was shining down on you a strange phenomenon which was one in a million day in teyvat. There also laying in the grass was him. With your hands bound together by the same chains he sent. Noticing you awoke, he moved over your side and on top of you, tapping the chains

“Haven't I told you, that one day I would be turning my fantasy to reality? Now we're bound for eternity!” Morax chuckled in a sick and wicked way that you felt a knot building in your lower area.

His rough and gentle hands caught yours greedily bringing it up his cheeks so you could feel how incredibly cold it was. Almost in humane. His other hand scoping a handful or your locks playing with it.

Well, you know now how easily he gets sour when he groped your hands that tangled with his. His face coming closer and whisper in your ear

“Aren't you happy dear? Now that you're mine...” He forcefully grips your cheeks turning them bright red in the process, bringing his lips close to yours before kissing you passionately

Gold rusts anyway.

[puffins-studio]

Jason Grace ⚡️

I think the reason am so excited now for the Percy Jack and the Chalice of the gods, is I think it seems like it a chance to experience Percy Jackson in the moment. I been in the fandom for a bit, even tho it seems like it just me in my little corner when the books come out. But I got into them when the Apollo trials were being released. And this is the first time for me me a book is going to come out that has Percy as a main character. So my brain is just making it randomly special. Last minute I decided I wanted to post something, and I have the 7 made plus two mystery people, so I decided to post one of them and I thought what better why to celebrate then with a joke. As aren’t you wondering ’where’s percy?’

I do love Jason, he deserved to have lived. It why he lives in my headcannons

Hazel

Percy & Annabeth

Nico & Will (tsats spoilers)

Leo

Many Jason headcannons below as I love headcannons and love sharing them.

[ID: The picture is a felt doll that is the shape of a gingerbread men with a big circle head he is Jason Grace from Percy Jackson. He have light skin felt, blond short hair, Gold rim glass, and a little scar where a mouth would’ve be. He have on a yellow shirt, tan jacket, that have a purple, orange, and yellow bead for pins. He in light blue jeans that are cuffed, and a chain hanging on his right side. He in black converse like shoes. He have a bracelet on this right that is a braid of purple,blue, and black. And another that is an asexual color one, black,grey,white,purple. He have a camp half blood necklace with a purple and a yellow bead. And he have a white round bead that is supposed to be a stand in for a moon theme necklace.:ID]

Jason headcannons

Surviving

Either Hera was watching and was mad that Zeus’s punishment for Apollo would get her champion killed and give Apollo some of his healing powers or saved Jason from the killing blow. Kinda to also show the gods can be cruel but also kind. Or Artemis save him as she save Apollo and Jason is also like a brother as Thalia convince her. It also as he had plans to build the temples so maybe one of the minor god healed him as he maybe for Storm to fall, Jason just need to let go and fall a get high. Lol like god level trust fall.

Pants

Jason had a hard time trying to find pants that would fit and when he finally found pant that fit his waist they were too long in the leg. He was going to hem them but he keep forgetting so he just cuff them and Will sees and ask Nico about it and Nico is like should I tell him- no this is funny. And it just Jason doing a ton of bi things without knowing

the chain, Nico and Jason do activities together as they both have memories parts, and Nico take it upon himself as a favor for Thaila, to show him the way of being a punk. Just imagine the first day of this, Nico just clip the chain to his pants and he just “look at you, already looking the part” and the black shoes are a part of this. Thinking he may try to paint lights bolts on them or something.

Jacket

power wise with Jason’s flight a aviator jacket is better for him when flighting but he doesn’t want to copy Nico’s look in case it upset him (it won’t, Nico would just tease him about it) but so he gets this coat and Nico end up teasing him as it an old man jacket and Jason tease back saying if course Nico knows this as he is an old man. (When trying to find a reference picture i didn’t know what this jacket was calls and so typed old man jackets and it popped up

Pins I kinda can’t remember as I forgot to note it down, but I think it the two camps, and some random lighting pin Nico, or Leo found, or they can just be pins the 7 found that made them think of Jason so he have something that reminds him that he is someone.

Bracelets

Going with Nico’s adventure with the Apollo bracelet making. He makes Jason and Percy matching bug 3 bl as they always joke they are brothers and just Nico leaving them in their cabins as he doesn’t want to make a scene, but Jason and Percy find one of them in cabin 1 when Percy was hanging out together and they are like wait and run to cabin 3 to find Percy’s and they put them on and go run over to find Nico and they make a big fus about Nico does love them and Nico is like no thr purl for heazl, black is for him and he likes the color blue but they just ruffles his hair.

And he have a ace bracelet from Nico too. He the first to get a pride bracelet from Nico and he help Nico put on his as he helped him get to this place where he could be proud so Nico wanted him to tie it as like a sign of trust.

Asexual

I feel like a headcannon a lot of Percy Jackson characters as ace but we deserve it. As also like sex repulsedace son of Jupiter/ Zeus kinda funny in my book. Like Dad is basically known for hooking up and Jason is like nope. Him and Nico being two confused aces together as like Nico trying to explain it to him and Jason like isn’t that how everyone feels? And once Nico knows what he feeling has a name, he runs to Jason to tell him too.

I headcannon Artemis lets any gender join the hunter they just have to sworn off sex and be loyal to her (if you like that took then look up the myth of hippolytus by Overly Sarcastic Productions. I love that channel too!). And each time the hunters visit campus they ask if anyone want to join. One time when they come around when Nico and Will got together, before Nico tells Thalia about them, she ask if he wants to join as she thought he still didn’t feel like he has a place and he like no I think if found a place with the help of Will, Jason, and everyone here. and then she also asked Jason if he want to join them. and he thought about it for a moment and realized he already been through a lot, does he really want an immoral life of it, and what sold him on not joining is he happens to looked over to where Nico was watching him and he saw Nico’s worry eyes, a look basically pleading him not to go. And that night Jason and Nico have a sleepover in the hades cabin, with Nico may or may not having saying that he wants Jason to be his brother and he will be his brother in return.

The necklace is also like a thing for Artemis/Diana (for if she the one who save him), the hunt/his sister, and ace pride. I feel in his look for his identity, finally realizing one part of himself that makes him him, he would just be happy about it, and full embrace it.

Random

Him and Percy dare each other to do stupid things like when Jason meet a new camp just hit himself with lightning and act as if nothing happens

Am going to add another headcannon here as I like it and I need it.

Being hit in the head

Jason with actual brain damage from all his concussion . I want him with a TBI, him having memory problems, having a harder time spelling and reading. As someone with a TBI I want a character with a brain injury that isn’t a vegetable, who just get angered every 10 minutes or just walks it off. Him talking with Will/Chiron about concussions and stuff and him being a bit worried about hitting his head again, him and Nico talking about memory issues. Give him a bit of a speech impediment or sensitive to lights and sounds. Jason and Nico hanging out in the dark hades cabin when they have migraine days. Jason asking Will for help for a talk to the camp about being cautious about any type of brain injury. As the brain is important and weird and it can behave differently for everyone, and healing magic can’t heal it completely, so they need to be careful.

[amaltheas-garden]

What costumes did you like in s2? I thought only Rhaenyra’s really improved. Alicent was already very slay. Helaena got more dresses which is nice. The “dragon twins” are meh, like they’re recycling Dany’s outfits. I’m still side eyeing them for giving the male characters late outfits

Oh boy this is gonna be a long one...

First off my fave costumes this season were Alicent's embroidered thistle dress, Helaena's funeral dress, and Rhaenyra's gold dragon shoulders!!! Each one was embroidered by the iconic Michelle Carragher, who did most of the embroidery on GoT as well. Highly recommend checking out her instagram (as well as Claire Kitchener and Rie Winham) for up close shots of the embroidery. The show truly does not do their work justice!

Rhaenyra definitely improved the most this season, her s1 dresses were truly awful. They either looked frumpy, too basic, or just didn't fit right (the only exceptions being her off shoulder black and red dress, and final coronation dress... everything else was so blah). Alicent... I have mixed feelings on. She definitely looked more fashionable than Rhaenyra, but a lot of the dresses felt too modern or just had some weird details thrown on (the metallic side panels on her dinner dress come to mind). There was also very little continuity between outfits (ex: they styled Alicent's green robe-dress combo with the slit sleeves after young Rhaenyra's red and gold dress even though it takes place a good decade or so later and that silhouette should have seemed out of fashion by then). I also hated most of the fabric choices.

S2 succeeds because they established a clear-cut silhouette to model all the gowns off of, which makes it feel way more cohesive. There are three types of sleeves, all fitted to the elbow, then either flair out in a wide cuff, are cut as a circle, or open and fall straight down (+ some are just a regular long sleeve with a pointed cuff).

And there are two necklines: the round green/Andal cut, and the pointed black/Targaryen cut. The Targs also wear a kimono inspired wrap style compared to the more European medieval inspired Westerosi style. We see the dragon keepers wear it, suggesting it's from old Valyria, and Mysaria adopts it to signal her switch in loyalties to Rhaenyra. Cosplayers have nicknamed the pointed shoulders the "Targaryen dart". Helaena's dresses are interesting since they exist between the two styles, alluding to her status as a Targaryen while being on the green side/connecting her to Alicent. Rhaena also favors a more "Andal" silhouette to signify her as the black sheep of the family.

The dragon twins were kinda disappointing this season, and I understand the complaint about being too Dany inspired. Most of Baela's riding outfits were good, but the asymmetrical red cape-silver chain combo was a bit too on the nose. I loved Rhaena's travel coat, I just wish her dresses had more sparkle. They were too plain for a Targ princess imo.

The worst offender by far in terms of Dany copying was Rhaenyra's Harrenhal look. They weren't even trying to hide it.

Unfortunately, the male characters were still very basic 😔. For the record, I think the only men who come close to looking like wealthy aristocrats are Viserys I and Otto. Corlys is supposed to be the richest man alive, but dresses in such drab styles. No drama, no embellishment, muted colors :(((. Daemon gets a pass since he's just hanging out at Harrenhall and doesn't have to look like a proper King Consort. Aegon's outfits are more obviously embellished than Daemon's, but for the KING I still don't think it's enough. I hate that Aemond's looks are so basic; Ewan Mitchell's aura, eyepatch, and fabulous hair are doing all the heavy lifting. Would it kill them to do something non-leather?? Most of the male background characters looked better than the mains lol. I get that they want to reserve the pointed shoulders for the blacks, but Aegon's outfits still need something to add that grandiosity. I did loveeee Oscar Tully's fishscale armor probably the best men's look for the season. Jace also looked fine but that's more to do with his hair upgrade.

The layers, length, and extended shoulders give Vis a much more regal and imposing look, and I wish Aegon had gotten something similar. Most of my issues with him and Aemond could be solved by just making the costumes longer and adding some structure to the top portion of the silhouette.

This but make it floor length or add a cape or some pointy shoulders.

So close to perfection but the top needed that structure so the cape wouldn't be saggy and could actually give the ✨drama✨ it needed. Idc that Aegon isn't that into being king, he's still THE Alicent Hightower's son and would def be dressed to impress.

Loved this Daemon look. Lots of detail and the shoulders really do add so much 🤌

Only good Aemond look. He still should have had a non-dragon rider regal Prince look (WITHOUT LEATHER!!!).

OMG I ALMOST FORGOT ABOUT GWAYNE!!!!!!

Hands DOWN thee best dressed!!!! Beautiful, majestic, i luv him so much 💚💚💚

I've run out of space for pictures so I'll just say the s2 costumes feel like they were designed with much more care in how they connect to each other while feeling like they belong in the setting. Everything looks way more cohesive on top of me just preferring the new designs.

[writingwenches]

✍ WIP Thirsty Thursday ✍

As always, thanks for the lovely tag @rainwingmarvel7 💕

I was trying to decide today which lil snippets of my Aemma part two would be fun to share, then I decided why not all of it so far LOL read the lil top snippet or the whole thing, live your best life~

I still have a few scenes more to write, mostly Aemma finding purpose in hating her mother, especially after finding out about Rhaenyra/Daemon marriage (Aemma: 🤮), channeling sadness/disgust/hatred into something productive, probably some more Alicent worship. 🧚 Lots to do lots to do~ 🧚

Also, if anyone would like, I do need help naming Aemma's dragon 😈

This is not proof read, and content warnings: panic disorder/horror elements of a psychotic episode brought on by magical nightmares

I tag anyone who wants to! Because I'm still too chicken to overtag people T.T

Aemma Velaryon WIP

Aemma was hallow. Where her memory and her eyes met, there were only flashes. Fire and blood, and flesh and burns. The King received a raven, and called for his Lady Wife. The charred remains of Leanor’s body had been pulled from The Hall of Nine’s hearth. 

Queen Alicent had to deliver the news, even she could hardly remember. Pungent floral oils that sunk into the back of her throat, as Aemma shrieked them to the floor, her teeth bared to the gums, her lips contorted around a sound that howled from her deep belly. She breathed dragonfires of rage as she felt every inch of her skin stitched to her bones, her fingers dug into her own flesh to pry the bones from beneath collar. A fist of silver hair ripped from her bloodied scalp before the guards could wrestle her down onto the bed, one for each of her phantom limbs screeching for purchase against their captures. The Maesters forced the vile of red down her throat. Simple milk or tea would not due, they explained to the queen, the Maesters went straight to the essence of poppy. 

Aemma’s body betrayed her and slept, her mind trapped inside its skin and dragged to the volcanic bowls of torment. 

The Maesters informed the King and Queen it was for her own protection, she could not cause herself harm when sedated, and soon her emotions would pass, it was a simple matter of hysteria. 

A simple matter of simple solution.

Burning chains of steel and magma blazed through her skin and down to her bone, the shackles of eternity as she felt the motion of her dead corpse. Death was not a gift dreamed of in the mines of Old Valyria, it was an unknown currency, as her limbs animated around her trapped soul, the shackles of fire and the hammer of her life in hand her corpse resumed her work at the bidding of the fire mages, contorting her to their will, back to work, never to break. 

Aemma screamed beneath her skin, slamming her fists behind her eyes as she tried to claw her way through the flesh, she bore her fingers into the bloodied flesh and wrapped her fingers around muscle and tendon, ripping and pulling the sinew looking for the fainted trickle of light to show that she was digging towards something, towards anything. She was trapped within her bones, forced to bore her melting flesh into the rocks and stones to receive what master delights. The gold and jewels that makes master’s eyes shine do deeply that they would raise the dead from their hallowed slumber to continue toiling at rock and shine. 

Aemma felt her head being removed from her body.

She awoke to a mundane world, that she was allowed to remain if she did not speak. She imagined a golden needle threaded with silk piercing the skin again and again and again the silk was threaded through her skin and wrapped her mouth tightly shut. She couldn’t be drunked back into slumber if she remained silent. The scabs on her hands were mending, from where she tore at her flesh to stop the burning of the air against her skin. If she bleed herself she would be forced back into the darkness.

Aemma did not move. The phantom echo in her mind twisted around her wrists, the memory of guards holding her down. Four men with beards and gritted teeth, their hair tucked beneath their metal helms. Aemma could see their eyes as she fought against her limbs to hold her down. They waited in her room. When she awoke they were watching her. Aemma made sure the thick bedding was tucked against her neck as she watched their eyes from across the room. 

Queen Alicent slept at her bedside, Aemma watched as the embroidered shimmering green threads rose and fell with the queen’s breathing. She seemed to be at peace. 

Aemma wondered what that was like? Peaceful rest, without the crawling reminders up her skin and against her bones as her mind itched away at her, remaindering her of its presence, and its consequences. 

There was no funeral for her father, not one that she was allowed to attend. The had not waited for her. Aemma heard the news with her lips stitched shut in her mind, unable to react. The salt and sea and floated in her marrow dried and left crystalized coating beneath the part of her brain that housed family. She stared into the mural above her bed, the clouds above Old Valyria, filled with dragons and fire. 

Aemma looked into the clouds as she looked into her life, for the rest of her memory, the forward type, she wondered how much longer she would have to wake up, for every morning from here until her hellish fate. She looked at her plate with food that needed to be in her belly, or else she would waste away. The Maesters told the queen there were ways to force the food down, if she protested, the poppy essence makes it easier. On them. 

She listen her arm to listen her spoon from the table to her mouth. Her arm was made of stone by the weight of the effort, she imagined the number of times she would need to repeat the action until she was done on this earth. 

 The princess was not to eat with the princes and their sister, and was found new companions to be her ladies. 

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Helaena had been made to sneak out against the shield of night, riding cloaked on a horse, up the hill to the dragon pit. The silent dragon keeper did little to stop her from descending into the stone depths to claim Dreamfyre as her own. 

The dragons hated Aemma with a fire hotter than anything before it. They screeched and screamed as if their skin was boiling, and desecrated anything that moved.

Helaena was not allowed in the dragon pit, because she had always been made to be with Aemma. Helaena had felt it, in her dreams, she had watched herself release the horse and claim her dragon. 

The only person who believed her was Aemma. Aemma had seen dragons die in her dreams, watched them fall from the sky, their scales flaking and their bones turning to ash. Aemma knew what it was to dream. She knew somewhere in her marrow the dreams spoke truth, and Helaena was proof that she had been right all along. 

The fires were real, the fires were coming, the fires were waiting for her around every corner, around every misplaced step and stone. Aemma must be ready, she must prepare, guard herself against everything frivolous and folly. 

“You must open your eyes,” said Aemma, holding onto the face of her aunt and companion, “you must look into my soul and tell me what you see.” 

Helaena did not speak, only held onto her niece’s arms firmly, wiling them away from her face. 

“You must see as I do! Look into my eyes,” Aemma voice was loudening. 

Helaena thought their faces were too close, their foreheads pressed together as Aemma held all of her vision within her eyes. The white circles ribbed with blood and lavenders, Helaena did not like the way her eyes shook, the way they stared into her and her alone. She could not look away, Aemma’s hands held her too tightly.

“Look into my eyes and tell me what you see, do you see the fire?” she asked, “Do you see the fire and death? Do you see the souls being tainted within their own skin?”

Helaenea was screaming now, for her mother or anyone to come and take her away. 

“Do you see the torment and cries of the people trampled beneath our feet? The lives lived and died without ever knowing the light of the sun?” 

It was the guards that pried her away, at the order of the queen. Four guards, and back into her bed. The Maesters took their time as she struggled against their hold, she cried and begged and pleaded to let her go, to let her be at peace, to let it all stop. 

It never stopped, as she found sleep, she found herself in the tormented place, and when awake she was trapped within her own skin. 

[serenedash]

HOW did you make your Baldr cosplay. You've inspired me to wanna try and make one too, got any tips on doing it?

aaaaaa I feel so honored I inspired you!!!! ;0; my disclaimer is that I am the farthest thing from a professional lol, but I will show you how I did it! My cosplay philosophy is that I am lazy and want to spend as little money as possible ⭐ I always use clothes I already own, the base outfit I already owned I only needed to get the belts, hoodie and wig

This is long I'm so sorry I just went thru the whole process :')

Here is every part of the finished cosplay:

Boots

Black jeans

Pants chain (mine is just an old one from hot topic)

Blue belts x2 (got these on Amazon, $10 USD each)

Black shirt + vest (or you can do one black button down, in canon Baldr looks like he's wearing a black vest over a white shirt but I felt like my vest was too low it would've looked weird)

Black fingerless gloves

Hoodie (Amazon, $18 USD) + tassel (Joann's Fabrics $10 USD)

Mark of mastery by MadeByFjori on Etsy ($6 USD) I bought it unpainted to save money and just got some metallic gold paint :) its really good quality and shipped fast! I had taped a safety pin on the back of it to attach it to the hoodie (I had tried super gluing it but it mf broke off!!! Tape it is,)

Wig (mine is the Skyelar classic in silver from Arda Wigs!) If you have no experience styling wigs that's fine since Baldr's hair is so choppy that if you fuck it up it works LOL I always style my wigs while wearing them thats just me, I brushed the hair in front of my face and cut the bangs around the bottom of my eyes and went from there. I also cut part of the sides framing my face

If you have dark hair like me I recommend a skin colored wig cap!!! Dark hair spilling out from a white wig will look weird, they sell them kn the Arda Wigs site

Optional: Starlight keyblade from Spirit Halloween ($40 USD) it's solid plastic, lightweight and looks amazing! The only bad thing I've found is the keychain just. Is not durable. Last year it broke off at a convention and I lost it 😔

Optional: face mask by KumalatteCreations on Etsy ($16 USD) I wear it with all my KH cosplays lol I have 2 masks for cosplay from them, really great quality, fit and has a place to insert a filter. I have the OSFA teen/women size because my face is tiny :')

Okay but let's talk real shit: the Hoodie. It's a plain white sweatshirt from Amazon, size up to get that oversized look Baldr has. Also disclaimer: do NOT get a thick hoodie I tried my best to get a light weight one and oh my god. For something that is essentially Just Sleeves I was SWEATING TO DEATH okay anyway materials:

Hoodie base

Gold fabric (I bought 1 yard and had more than enough)

Black buttons x2

Black ribbon

Tassel

Fabric scissors, fabric glue, needle/thread, safety pins

Black and orange markers

If you get a hoodie like mine where the hood strings have metal around the edges, use white paint or white out (I did not have time to buy white paint,) to paint over the metal so its not distracting

Now the How To:

Pull out your hood strings if applicable, paint any metal like I mentioned above

Use fabric glue to add black ribbon around the sleeves, do this in sections not all at once, do the ends of the ribbon around the back of your armpit to hide the ends. On my hoodie there was a hem on the sleeves that I followed so it was easy to make it even on both sides

Crop sweatshirt in half and cut down the middle front but DO NOT go all the way to the top where the hood is, stop about 2 inches away from it otherwise you will be me having to sew that shit back together

Measure where you want the front to fold open, you will probably have to cut more off of the sweatshirt bc if its too big you will be pinning that shit onto the top of your shoulders, basically shorter in the front and longer in the back (I know mine is so messy I didn't measure I just guessed I know wtf @ me-)

Flip hoodie inside-out and add gold fabric to the inside of the hoodie, leave about half an inch room around the edge for hemming, yes the entire inside too, I found that when I moved around I could see the back of the inside and it looks weird when the gold fabric suddenly stops

If you have a sewing machine or want to do this by hand then fold over the edges and hem it on top of the gold (not me tho I was con crunching and glued that shit all the way around,) it cleans up the edges and adds the white border to the part you will pin open

What I WANTED to do was to sew the buttons onto the hoodie and add button holes on what would get pinned but I did not have the time so I sewed the buttons directly onto the front pieces so when I fold it open I used 2 safety pins on each side to hold it up

For the tassel: I colored it with a peachy/light orange sharpie and a black one. I measured how long I wanted it to be and cut the other end off and used fabric glue on the end to stop fraying. I wrap it around the buttons and do a simple loop knot to keep it in place

if you end up doing what I did irt the tassel, don't go in with a regular orange marker bc it came out so dark on the fabric its made of like I just happened to have this peach/skin tone sharpie that came out the right shade on the gold fabric

Finally, pin the mark of mastery in place!

Now you are Baldr :)

[frodo-with-glasses]

Well, well... let's start a new ask game with something PAINFUL! https://www.tumblr.com/frodo-with-glasses/699931081844162562/oh-no-details-are-under-the-cut-not-samfro No. 4, 15, 16 and 20, if that's not too much

Ohoho, you were always the one for angst, weren’t you, Maggie? ;-) Nice choice!

(Read the whole comic here!)

4. What part of this piece was the most difficult to draw?

Definitely Frodo’s pose in the first panel. I wanted to create this feeling that Frodo was towering over Sam—sort of hunched over him with this greedy, demanding, frightening presence—but it was really difficult to get that across and also keep him, ahem, decent. I ended up taking a lot of reference photos of myself in the mirror to try to get it right.

A close second is the pose where Frodo is snatching the Ring from Sam. I’m still not 100% happy with that one, but it works for what it is.

15. If you drew in color, what color would [x] be?

You didn’t specify which part of the drawing you’re curious about here, so I guess I’ll just describe the whole thing: Sam’s hair and vest are brown, his trousers tan, his cloak grey, and his skin slightly tanner than Frodo’s; Frodo’s hair is of course blonde with brown roots, but rather dirtied up at the moment, and his skin would be pale except for the red whiplash on his back and the greenish wound on his neck. The Ring, of course, is gold and shiny, and its chain is grey.

But since we’re in the Tower, and it’s dark, and the only light is the lantern overhead, we might actually get a color scheme that looks very similar to the one in Scarlet; all harsh blacks and reds. Very dramatic. Very bright red glint on the Ring when Frodo snatches it. And Frodo’s eyes might possibly look bloodshot in the last two panels.

16. If there is a song or quote associated with this drawing, why did you choose that song/quote?

The only quote associated with this drawing is its caption, “oh no”. I chose that caption because…well, I feel it’s a proper response. X-D Oftentimes I use the caption to add a second joke or something, but with the dramatic moments, I try to be a bit more frugal with my words so as not to undercut the emotions of the scene.

Now, if you’re trying to ask why I chose to draw this scene in particular—well. Because pain, that’s why. >:-D

20. Quick! Random fun fact!

Okay so the reason this took me so long to answer is because I couldn’t think of a fun fact to put here—but finally, I think I’ve got something!

In many other comics, I use nice neat squares and rectangles as the panel shapes. It’s just easy to work with. Here, however, the comic is structured as four large triangles, with tinier trapezoids in sort of a pyramid shape within the second big triangle.

This definitely made the comic a huge pain to plan (lol), but it serves a purpose: the slanted lines and irregular shapes makes everything feel “off-kilter”, slightly “wrong”, a reflection of how Frodo isn’t quite himself in this moment because of the Ring (and in a way, the same is true for Sam!). Everything from the shape and size of the panels to the way they’re battling for real estate on the page reflects the confusion and conflict of this moment.

I especially like the contrast between Sam’s quiet, tiny, “I could share it with you, maybe?” versus the huge visual BANG! of Frodo tearing the Ring away from him in that enormous panel. It’s like a sucker-punch in the gut, which is exactly how I imagine it would’ve felt for Sam >:-3

ARTIST COMMENTARY ASK GAME!

[seronsalk]

Looking for some vintage clothes? Don't know where to start? I gotchu!

Photo credit: (i.pinimg.com)

Disclaimer: You will always find more vintage stuff by visiting vintage hauls/homes, stores, online website drops or thrifting, but if you're looking for just basic styles to look up, this post is for you!

You can shop wherever you like, I just am giving options that might support you in what you look for!

Women's clothing trends of the 70s

Flare clothing was very popular in the 1970s which would include flare pants and flare sleeved tops.

For more Denim Flare Pants and Bell Bottoms.

Reformation

Levis

H&M

Frame

Flare Leggings

Lululemon

Aerie

Zella

Alo

Flare sleeved tops can be found pretty much everywhere, I'd suggest more alternative stores to find more options.

Dresses and Skirts

Maxi Dresses, Prairie Dresses, 60s mini shift dresses, jumper dresses, drop waist dresses, sheath dresses, tunic dresses, sleeveless jumper dresses, mod dresses, shirtwaist dresses with tie belts, fit and flare dresses with large collars, A-line dresses, two piece tunic dresses, sheer floral tie string waist dresses, granny dress or peasant dress, corduroy skirts/velvet, polyester fabrics/skirts/dresses, suede skirts/dresses and denim skirts/dresses.

(You can find these everywhere, but here are big vintage clothing brands, that has some of these.)

1. Unique Vintage

2. Blue Velvet Vintage

3. ModCloth

4. Rose Gal

T-Shirts, Graphic Tees and Tops

Graphic t-shirts were very popular in the 70s also known as band tees. You can find a lot of band tees at alternative stores and pretty much everywhere. From Bees gees, to Bowie or earth wind and fire bands, if you're a more casual vintage band tees are your way to go!

Turtlenecks, striped long sleeve shirts, lots of patterns and colors were common during the 70s, so you could always search up 'patterned long sleeve top' or 'red turtleneck.'

Accessories, Jewelry and Shoes

Bags and Purses were usually Bohemian based or looking, suggesting suede or supple leather and shoulder bags with wider longer straps. These are more difficult to find non designer based brands for, so just remember Bohemian! (Lol)

Hats, oversized newsboy caps, tall homburg hats, fuzzy felt hats, western straw hats braided leather bands.

Jewelry, biggest jewelry trend was yellow gold, gold hoop earrings, gold necklaces, yellow gold all the way! It's all about feel good jewelry! Chunky rings, pendents, chokers, large studs, natural material made jewelry, lots of turquoise stones, gold chains, beads, crystals, bangles/cuffs, gemstones, ankle bracelets and sautoirs.

Shoes, CLOGS, CLOGS, CLOGS, (lol) platforms(of all kinds), fringe top boots, over the ankle boots, crinkle vinyl granny boots, tapestry boots, chunky heeled shoes, hi-rise pumps, feather moc-ankle boot, slip ons, evening sandals, denim boots, Moc-toe oxford, Ghillie lace boots, patterned cow girl boots and leather slides.

THANK YOU FOR READING!

That's all for Women's 70s, if you want a specific decade to be looked at request it, if you want to know where to find specific items, Request it!! Have a good day! My Masterlist!

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[allylikethecat]

ok here are my comments in bullet point:

- please stop stying your smut it subpar it is HOT, matty's daydream at the table was everything (it is a truth universally acknowledged that matty has a praise kink and we love reading about it)

- #justiceforsharkplushie HAS BEEN SERVED

- george chest sliver and necklace combo are very important to me

- the pretty woman analogy LOVE IT

- why are matty and george being dumbdumbs i want to knock their pretty heads together YOU LIKE EACH OTHER GO HAVE SEX AND BE HAPPY

- George was offering to fuck him through his heat as his best friend > this made me snort

- another heat?? is he ever gonna catch a break

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS ASK OMG I AM GOING TO RESPOND IN BULLET POINTS AS WELL

Omg thank you so much 🥺 I'm confident in my ability to write illness and pain and suffering, but writing smut is still something that I struggle with and always feel like it comes out super awkward so THANK YOU OMG so much for saying that it was hot and not cringe 🥺 I've really been trying to practice and also keep track of all of the body parts lol I felt like it was important to include because I wanted it to really set up and show where Fictional!Matty's head was at, and that he was being difficult and resisting but WOW he wants fictional!George (he also wants fictional!George to just like... tell him he's a good boy but that's for another time lol)

Shark Plushie 🦈 has become my favorite OC I've ever written, don't worry she's in the next chapter as well and plays a bigger role 😂 Between the whole if some species of sharks stop moving they die thing (which I always associated with IRL Matty because of that line in Roadkill) and also the whole *shark week* joke my friends and I used to make in middle school because we might have been middle school girls but rest assured we had the same (and continue) to have the same sense of humor as frat boys ... a shark plushie just felt too perfect and made me snicker but now somehow I CARE ABOUT HER

Fictional! George's necklace is also very important to me - I know I didn't really describe it in detail (yet) but I imagined it to be a pear shaped emerald surrounded by tiny diamonds on a thin, short while gold chain, it would rest perfectly above somebody else's chest tattoo and it's a very feminine necklace, just saying

Fictional!Matty is feeling very much like when she goes to that one store to buy an outfit and the sales people are rude to her, except no one has been rude to him yet because Fictional!George may or may not be looming a little bit and Fictional!Matty hasn't noticed

LOL that would be way too easy, Fictional!Matty doesn't have the self confidence for that (and Fictional!George knows as the alpha he's perceived to have the "power" and is trying to be respectful and not make Fictional!Matty uncomfortable - he's trying to let Fictional!Matty take the lead but alas fictional!Matty is dumb)

Fictional!Matty has really chosen the WRONG PART of that whole conversation to focus on lol But in his defense he is not well

This is an Ally fic, Fictional!Matty is NEVER going to catch a break 😂 maybe at the very end up alas it's got to get MUCH WORSE before it can get better 😈

THANK YOU SO MUCH for not only reading but taking the time to send such a wonderful and thoughtful ask! I grinned so hard seeing all of your comments!! I hope it's okay I wrote a small novel in response... I got excited. I hope you Tuesday was FANTASTIC and that you have a wonderful rest of your week!

❤️Ally

[daisymydaisycarstairs]

Ok so first I’m going to do Esme Hardcastle

So I remember Cassie saying in the chain of thorns cover release event (I’m almost sure that’s where, please correct me if I’m wrong) that she had to “invent” a crazy character named Esme who’s trying to create a family tree and goes about asking people inappropriate questions and accepting their ridiculous answers. Now. I don’t understand why Cassie would use the word ‘invent’ for a character that was already existent in nothing but shadows, unless she implied that she’d known even while writing tfsa that Esme would be her fix for the found incorrect family tree. That would mean that the only reason she created esme in the first place, while writing tfsa, was to explain the family tree. But I find that hard to believe because if that were true, why wait 8 years to actually have esme offer us an explanation? She could’ve said at some point before tlh, “there was this shadow hunter named esme Hardcastle, you might know her from nothing but shadows, she’s the reason the tree exists.” And she also said that she’d intended the Whispering Room scene from chain of gold, from James’s pov to be the extra story at the end of chain of thorns, but then decided that she wanted it to be the explanation for the found family tree. (I’m writing all of this based on memory so somebody please correct me if I’m wrong) which probably means that she’d came up with the esme fix only while writing chot, or that she’d felt that chain of thorns was the right time to incorporate the esme fix. Which might also mean that to explain the family tree she’d looked at the collection of characters in the historical tsc era, one who already was there and who wasn’t involved in the main series which would allow Cassie to do what she wants with the character, and decided to use them as the fix, and she already had esme who got that role perfectly.

So ANYWAY what I’m trying to say is (sorry, I know this is meant to be a fun investigation but I want to do a good job lol):

Esme saying that she has a crush on Matthew might be an Easter egg, but I feel like that was meant more as a testimony to matthew’s popularity, rather than being about esme herself. But we also don’t know anything about esme which means Cassie can mould her into anything.

But I don’t think it’s her bc:

1. Esme is written as an unhinged character in chain of thorns. Now there’s eccentric and then there’s unhinged but cassie herself said that esme is “crazy”. Again, correct me if I’m wrong, this is all based on my memory. And I’m sure Matthew isn’t going to be paired with her bc of this. An eccentric romance interest, sure. Unhinged? No. And as esme went about asking questions to people about their family plans, I can see Matthew finding her exasperating like “who’s this girl whys she being weird?” But I don’t see him being interested in her romantically. That’s just my opinion, but again, we don’t know anything about her so I might very well be wrong.

2. It’s implied throughout tlh that it’s only the main gang that’s interested in stuff like art, poetry, science, writing, literature. Other shadow hunters of the same age group in the enclave are not. And our gang loves getting involved in rule-breaking and scandal and rebellion. Others aren’t. And while it’s never been stated that esme is one of the group who only do shadowhunter-ing and don’t break rules, she is part of the London enclave, and she’s never been shown to have interest in non-shadowhunter stuff. Again, we don’t know her but this is just from what we have so. And i think Matthew would want someone who’s like his friends—they have to love something that’s not simply slaying demons. That’s very important for someone like Matthew, who’s very first appearance in tsc showed him being fiercely passionate about art and beauty. (NBS is the perfect, perfect introduction for the merry thieves, the hallmark of every single person’s character expressed in a beautiful way in a heart-warming and comforting story of friendship. So nbs is where we find the core of our beloved characters)

BUT we really don’t know her, so she could become anything in canon. her scenes in chot were hilarious, but a love interest for our dearly beloved Matthew fairchild, a complex character with a beautiful arc? I don’t think she’s it, based on what we do have.

I will be doing this for the other contestants as well xD and I want to do this right because I love Matthew SO much.

Saga of finding out Matthew's endgame love interest🔎 join the investigation!

Volume Ⅰ

➤Esme Hardcastle

I'm starting with chronological order. We know that she used to have a crush on Matthew during the "Academy era".

Nothing but shadows:

Matthew's friendship made other friends creep forward, too. Esme cornered James and told him how sorry she was that Mike was being an idiot. She also told him that she hoped James did not take this expression of friendly concern in a romantic way.

"I have rather a tendresse for Matthew Fairchild, actually," Esme added. "Please put in a good word for me there."

Unfortunately, we haven't seen any of her interactions with Matthew during TLH🤷🏼‍♀️ But who knows, maybe after he returns to London we'll get something?👀 Personally, I found this idea pretty interesting, Esme seems like an adorable and confident girl✨

Volume Ⅱ

➤Eugenia Lightwood

Listen, listen. First of all I should mention what @roseofthomas validly pointed out: Matthew is officially 17 in the beginning of Chain of Gold and Eugenia is 21. And I also would be against anything romantic between them if it stayed this way. But TLH plot covers an entire year. So in Chot epilogue Matthew is already 18. And he leaves London for at least one year. So when he comes back he's 19. So what we got is ~ 19/23. Which is not a huge gap and Matthew will be an adult. Everyone remembers Malec's age gap? Diana & Gwyn? Yeah...So everything I'm talking about below I say in the context of Matthew being 19. Deal?🌱🌿Deal🌸🪷

I reread every part where she's mentioned. And I can confirm that we didn't get any info on how Matthew sees Eugenia except "she's a good girl". We know that she's not exactly a part of "the gang", at least before Chain of Thorns. She had her own group with Catherine, Ari and Rosamund and Barbara. So it's unlikely that Matthew sees her as some older cousin like James does.

Interactions:

1. Thomas’s sister Eugenia had danced with Matthew, tossing her long dark hair.

2. It was Eugenia, who had come up to them, her yellow cap askew on her dark hair. “Never mind. I am not interested in your dull friends. Matthew, will you dance with me?” “Eugenia.” Matthew looked at her with a weary affection. “I am not in a dancing mood.” “Matthew.” Eugenia looked woebegone. “Piers keeps stepping on my feet, and Augustus is lurking about as if he wants a waltz, which I just can’t manage. One dance,” she wheedled. “You’re an excellent dancer, and I’d like to have a bit of fun.” Matthew looked long-suffering but allowed Eugenia to lead him out onto the floor.

✨Parallels✨

1) Eugenia was kinda "dating" Augustus Pounceby, who actually loved Catherine but still gave Eugenia an idea that they can work. Apparently he saw her as an "if I can't get Catherine, I can at least have Eugenia"

VS

Matthew was kinda "dating" Cordelia, who actually loved James but still gave Matthew hope for her affection. Apparently for Daisy it was "if I can't have James, I can at least be with him"

2) Eugenia leaves London after Augustus proposes to Catherine. She feels humiliated and wants to be away from Enclave to get some peace.

VS

Matthew leaves London after Cordelia breaks up with him and comes back to James. He wants to heal and doesn't really want to be around Jordelia for some time, cause he's still getting over Daisy.

3) Eugenia returns to London after a few months and acts pretty confidently. It's implying that she healed mentally in Idris and is ready to be back in action. She's slowly becoming a part of the gang but it still looks like she spends more time by herself.

VS

I believe that Matthew eventually returns after a year or so and I expect him to act pretty much the same. Like he feels healed, has more confidence in himself and is fine with being around kissing Jordelia. But he still feels a bit lonely (my theory)

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My bestie @afloralrib mentioned that their relationship has "Penelope & Colin" vibes and has some valid parallels WHICH IS TRUE

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Volume Ⅲ

➤Claude Kellington

Exes, exes...like yeah BUT CASSIE said "no obvious love interest". And I believe that ex is someone who immediately comes to mind, so idk....and he broke his heart🥺. Still possible tho~

Volume Ⅳ

I remember someone mentioned Matthew/Grace but...I really don't think that it can work between them, even though he forgave her. So we'll just have to wait and see🌿🌱

𓇬Epilogue𓇬

That's it, my researchers. Thank you for joining me in this pointless adventure 🫶 cause Cassie will probably say that his true love is Claribella and leave it be💅🏻

[wardlowsbabydoll]

Necklace- Wardlow

"My hand makes a beautiful necklace."

I had to write this blurb which is based on a dream I had lol

607 words (is that too long for a blurb?)

It was an offhanded comment, one simply made in passing that should have been quickly forgotten about, yet here I find myself in this situation.

I was in the hotel room getting ready to head to the arena for a Dynamite taping when I felt cool hands wrap around my waist. I looked in the mirror to see my boyfriend of three months, Michael standing there with a lazy grin on his face. “Almost ready?” He asked me and I nodded.

My outfit was pretty much the standard for work. It was a blazer along with a patterned shirt underneath and I had a pair of black work pants on. The only thing different was that I didn’t wear heels (they gave me blisters) I instead wore my Converse. As a commentator, I had to make sure I looked the part of someone in my job position but I also added in flairs of my own personal style. I usually added a few pins to my blazer like I had one that says “Adult (or so I thought), and one that said “Ms. Mayhem” on it for Michael.

I was pulled out of my stupor by my boyfriend who pressed a kiss onto my cheek, tickling me with his beard. We locked eyes in the mirror but then I saw his eyes drift down to my chest.

“Is that a new necklace?” He asked me and I hummed. It was a rabbit on a gold chain, but it wasn’t any old rabbit; it was the Playboy Bunny. I owned a few things from Playboy, like a sweater, and of course, lingerie but the necklace was an interesting purchase to him because I don’t like jewelry all that much. If I wear any it's usually my bracelet with my name on it and my Claddagh ring that my parents got for me. “I like it.” He complimented as he straightened out the chain on it.

“Well, I think your hands would make a better necklace.” I teased and broke out of his hold. I grabbed my purse and walked towards the door before I was suddenly swung around, and came face to face with my boyfriend. His hand found my chin and he gripped it firmly, not enough to hurt but enough to get me to look at him.

“Say it again.” He demanded, a certain glint in his eyes that I knew all too well; he was daring me. Daring me to say that teasing phrase once again. My inner good girl wanted to please him and say that phrase that he was so desperate to hear but my inner brat told me to make him work for it.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied with an innocent grin on my face that was quickly wiped away when I felt his hand go right where I wanted it. “Hmm, I’m sure you don’t after all you’re just a dumb bunny. But I think you might be right about one thing, my hand makes a beautiful necklace.” He turned me back towards the mirror and I couldn’t help the whine that escaped as I saw myself encased in his grip, one hand on my waist and the other around my neck, not squeezing hard but it was firm enough for me to get that dizzying feeling I had been craving.

“Not now bunny. Maybe later.” He teased and let go of my neck as if he hadn’t been five seconds away from fucking me stupid. ‘Oh, I’m gonna get him back for this,’ I thought to myself as we made our way out of the hotel room.

[thesunicarusfellfor]

Hello!! Do you think you could do a part 2 of my request? An maybe a lil bit of angst with fluff where the reader comes to the mansion crying because someone hurt them?( Maybe techno or dream? Possibly jack manifold? 👀) Hopefully that's ok I just love the way you write it's so good plus it makes my day whever I read :D hopefully your day or evening is going good

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imhereforfan-fic : Omg can you do another yandere tubbo x reader x yandere ranboo romantic relationship please? Maybe where they get kidnapped by the dream team? Oh and adding on to my request can it also have some cuddling towards the end haha I’m touch starved and crap lol but can it a full length fic Okay okay okay. So. I'm so damn happy people loved this fic and I got two requests that I can easily add together. I hope neither of you minds too much having your requests mixed together ^^ I deadass wanna cry from how many positive reviews I've received from Too Sweet. ALSO. I'm a little wary of making romantic fics for characters Ranboo and Tubbo so I'm gonna play with the platonic marriage, just making it really fluffy and affectionate. PS: THIS ISNT AS FLUFFY AS I WANTED IT TO BE SOOOO OOOOPS. AAAAND. TOMMY ONLY TOOK ONE OF DREAM'S LIVES IN THE FINAL DISC WAR

LIKELY TO HAVE MANY ERRORS DUE TO BAD WIFI AND LACK OF SLEEP TW: Knives (+injuries that come from knives), kidnapping, taking of canon lives, Dream being power-hungry, minor panic attack, referenced strangulation.

Part One

Too Sweet (For This World) Yandere!C!Ranboo x F!Reader x Yandere!C!Tubbo Part 2

A few months had passed since you had moved into the mansion and some... How ended up involved in Ranboo and Tubbo's marriage, as well as being Michael's mother. At first, you were quite unsure about being a wife or a mother, but you saw how happy you had made the three boys and realized how happy they made you in return. In the beginning, neither of them wanted you leaving the mansion much without either of them, but then Ranboo started to notice small and minor declines in your physical and mental health. This caused him to panic and study your symptoms for a few days straight, to the point where you didn't see him once and you were genuinely scared he had lost his canon lives to the point where you kept checking your right wrist constantly for the message confirming Ranboo's death. But thankfully you never got it. When he had figured out what was causing your health to be less than absolutely perfect, he had spoken to Tubbo about letting you out of your room more often and getting you the sunlight you needed. It took a little bit to convince him, but once the goat hybrid learned that you could, or even would, become a lot sicker, he decided to allow you to go outside without them, as long as you stayed within Snowchester. You met a man the first few days you were out, who wore white glasses with blue and red lenses, and a headset with a mic, although he ran away from you the second you introduced yourself as Ranboo and Tubbo's (platonic) wife. Foolish had quickly become your friend around the same time though, which caused Tubbo and Ranboo to be a little unsure because of how he made you laugh and smile, but they noticed how you always kept him at arm's length with friendship and almost physically. Sure you didn't mind too much when he gave you a friendly side hug or pat on the head etc, but you were never really the one to initiate the contact unless you had to. Thankfully he didn't mind your awkwardness around strangers, trust issues, or lack of social exposure, so Ranboo and Tubbo didn't have to threaten a literal god. After saying goodbye to Michael for the day and putting him down for his nap, you got dressed into something more appropriate for travelling the snowy lands that Tubbo owned. Ranboo had to go to a Syndicate meeting, and Tubbo was working more on some buildings around Snowchester, saying something about prepping things to attack Dream who apparently escaped from prison? Not sure could've been rumoured or could be true? You had no clue honestly. You trusted Ranboo and Tubbo to protect you. The crackling of a few pine branches caused you to lift your eyes from the icy water below to turn your head. Walking out of the bushes were three men and one woman, pushing their way through the branches decorated with freshly fallen snow. One of the men was your crown-wearing platonic husband, although dressed up in an outfit you had never seen before, although not too far off from his normal get-up. Ranboo had a long black cape with golden edges and a high collar, held up together by a golden chain. His vest was now a deep royal purple with an eye of ender pin clasped on his tie, and his pants were half purple half black with golden designs sewn in. Beside him was a short female with shoulder-length pink hair and nicely done dark purple and black makeup. Her outfit consisted of a thick and warm lavender sweater with dark purple pants. On her hip was an enchanted netherite sword with a diamond-encrusted handle. You were quick to recognize her as Niki Nihachu, the baker who had lived in L'Manberg, but you hadn't heard much of her since the Pogtopia war. Off to the side, was a man you recognized easily as you had only seen him a few days ago when Ranboo invited him to see Michael, Philza Minecraft. His outfit wasn't too different from what he used to wear when he was a resident in the country, except for the black and gold cape and a black mask covering the bottom of his face. Then... The sight of the final male was the one to make you visibly react. A tall and buff male with a golden encrusted netherite

chest plate and a velvet red cape with gold accents as well. There was a rather majestic crown on top of his long braided pink hair and his dark eyes were narrowed behind a set of cracked glasses... His gaze pointing directly at you. Technoblade. Giving a shaky gasp, you stood up from your spot on the edge of the dock and turned to face the visitors. "Where's Tubbo," Techno growled softly, watching as you visibly trembled under his gaze. "Techno, mate. You're scarin' the hell outta her." Phil put his hand on his middle son's shoulder before stepping in front of him, blocking him from your gaze. "Hey, (Y/n), can you tell us where Tubbo is? We just have to ask him some things." "I'm here." An almost unfamiliar voice came from beside you before a hand was placed on your shoulder. When you looked over, you saw the goat hybrid with the coldest look you had seen him wear yet. "(Y/n), please, head into the mansion." Without another glance at the piglin hybrid, you quickly scurried towards the wooden mansion, faintly hearing the worried buzzing noises of your enderman husband in the distance before you slammed the large door shut. You almost ran towards your's or Michael's room in the basement, but then realized if any of them saw you heading down there, Michael's safety could be compromised. So, you quietly sat down in the living room and curled up on the couch, trying to keep your breathing stable as you fought to keep your mind off of the fact that the man who had almost killed you was standing a few feet outside the door of your home. You pinched your eyes shut and wrapped your arms around yourself, trying your best to simulate the hugs you would usually receive from your platonic husbands after a nightmare or a panic attack. ".../n)." "../n)!" "...(Y/n)!" With a terrified gasp, you flung your arms above your head to shield yourself from any oncoming attacker but only felt a gentle touch on your knee. It took a few seconds to muster up your courage, but you slowly brought your arms down and opened your eyes to come face to face with Tubbo, who immediately sat beside you and wrapped his arms around your shaking frame. After an hour or so with your face buried into Tubbo's shoulder, you felt another pair of arms wrap around you, causing you to look up and see Ranboo burying his face into your hair, "I'm so sorry... So sorry... I didn't think they would come to Snowchester..." You murmured a small, "it's okay," to him as you sat up a bit to return the hug for a few moments. Tubbo got up, murmuring something about going to get you a snack and a glass of water, knowing you must've been hungry or thirsty from panicking. After a few moments, Ranboo let go of you and briefly explained that Phil had given him some potions to help Michael adapt to the overworld, and he needed to give them to him. He rested his forehead against yours affectionately for a few seconds before turning towards the bookshelf and walking down the set of hidden stairs after opening the secret door. Once he shut it, you shuddered and rubbed your arms to get rid of the cold chill that had suddenly washed over you. Frowning slightly, you looked around for the source of the sudden cold, only to freeze as you saw the door cracked open, allowing the snow and cold wind to slip in. Ranboo wouldn't have left the door open... "Sorry kid." A deep and growly voice came from behind you, causing you to spin around and come face to face with Technoblade. The tall tusked male watched your expression go from confusion to horror in less than seconds, "It's nothing personal. Really. I just got a favour to pay off." A scream of terror escaped your lips before everything went black. "Hey, Michael!" Ranboo crouched down to greet the small zombie piglin child as he held a few potions of varying colours in his long arms, he set them and a thermos filled with a hot drink down on the table. "I got some new drinks for you to try today! Philza made them a little extra sweeter than last time." The small child squealed and made small tippy tap noises with his

hooves against the quartz flooring before he sat on the chair. He watched as his tall father sorted through the bottles carefully before uncorking one of the light red ones. Before he could pick up the small pipette, there was an almost unearthly shriek that came from the top of the stairs. "(Y/n)!" Ranboo screamed, unintentionally startling Michael, but that wasn't his main concern as he sprinted out the door then teleporting up the stairs and pushing the bookshelf door with his sword drawn and gleaming with enchantments. In his peripheral vision, he saw Tubbo dash out of the kitchen with his axe drawn and bloodlust in his eyes. Glancing around, the only thing the two men spotted was moonlight and snow spilling through the open door. Tubbo ran out without a second thought and screamed your name at the top of his lungs as he spun around, searching for any sort of sign that would give away your location. Ranboo decided to start looking around the mansion, even though part of him grasped that you wouldn't have screamed without reason. "She's gone..." Tubbo whispered, standing in the doorway, the moonlight creating a dark shadow over his wide eyes. "Footprints are leading to and away from the house, but they disappear on the docks..." Ranboo stayed still, a violent growling noise bubbling up in his throat before escaping past his lips as both his eyes turned purple. He threw his head back and took a breath to scream all his anger out, but froze upon hearing sad whimpering. He turned his head and saw Michael standing at the top of the hidden stairs, whimpering and shaking quite violently. There was part of Ranboo that refused to move, but his brain seemed to flick onto autopilot as he walked over to the child and picked him up. "Sorry... Michael... Something happened..." "Mama?" "...Mama... Won't be home for a while..." "Wake up!" A voice growled before something sharply came in contact with your cheek, shaking you awake. Your eyes shot open and came into contact with... A smiley face? "Aha... Sleeping Beauty graces us with her gaze. It's about damn time." A harsh grip landed on your jaw, making you realize there was a dull throbbing pain in your head. "Huh... Dre... Dream..?" You whispered, barely recognizing the white mask that helped destroy your home and turn it into nothing but a crater. "W-What?" His mask was lifted up enough to the point where you could see his mouth curved up into a sadistic smile. "You, my darling pawn, are just the piece I needed to make life easier for me... I just need to raise the stakes enough for them to be... Well... Stakes. I'm sure you understand." You went to move your hand to slap the gloved hand away from your face, only to give a small whine of pain as you felt a tight pinching on your wrists, making you realize that they were shackled together and likely chained to a wall. "What are you talking about you psychop- Ah!" He tightened his grip on your face to the point where you knew there would eventually be dark bruising. "I don't think you're in a position to be calling the king any names, pawn." Screams and shrieks of pain bounced off of the blank stone walls as the two people standing outside of the door put their heads down with their eyes closed. "You still sure he's doing the right thing, George? Are you still sure... He's the good guy in this story?" "You know better than to question him, Nick." "Don't call me that."

(Y/n) (L/n) was slain by Dream using Nightmare. Life: 2/3 (Y/n) (L/n) suffocated while trying to fend off Dream. Life: 1/3

"He just took two of an innocent woman's three lives. Just to use her as a hostage to make Tubbo hand over the nukes and to force Ranboo to follow his orders... He's a stranger, George. This isn't Dream anymore... Don't be stupid." Sapnap lowered his right arm that he read the messages off of and looked in the direction of his former best friend. The screams of agony were almost haunting as they echoed through Snowchester as silence fell down upon the entire Dream SMP. Shock slipped through the veins of everyone who read the message that appeared on their right wrists. - "I'm gonna kill him..." "I'm going to activate the nukes..." - "Techno... What did you do." "I owed him a favour. What he does after that is none of my business." - "...Isn't that Tubbo and Ranboo's wife?" "Yeah... She was my friend..." - "Tubbo's definitely not happy about this..." - "Ah... Atta girl..." Dream murmured in a mock soothing voice as he gently dragged his knife threateningly along your cheek. "Y'know... You would look better... With a smile." He leaned closer to you, the drawn-on eyes of his mask staring into your dull and tear-filled eyes as a stinging pain came from the corner of your lips. "Sh, sh, Relax... They're just shallow cuts, they won't even leave a scar. I'm not a monster." Time had passed quickly, but also excruciatingly slowly. You had no clue how long you had been down here, or how long you had been dead in between respawns. Dream just didn't seem to be leaving you alone. "Now..." He flipped the switchblade closed and threw it in his pocket before tremours shook the earth below and around you. "What the fUCK?!" He growled deeply before the door slammed open. "How did they even find this place!?" The door was blown off its hinges with a loud bang, causing Dream to duck out of the way of the flying piece of scrap. Light flooded into the room as you shut your eyes tightly, your ears ringing from the explosion. Once your eyes got a little bit adjusted, you opened them and saw five figures in the newly widened doorway. "Let's just say... It was an anonymous tip." "Sapnap?! You dare betray me?!" The black-haired male fell silent as he turned around and walked out, putting his hand on the shoulder of the tallest silhouette in the doorway as he walked by. Once you got completely used to the new light, you began to recognize the figures. Tommy, Tubbo, Foolish, and Ranboo. Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo immediately ran forward and started a barrage of attacks on the masked psychopath while Foolish ran over and began to work on the chains binding you to the chair. After getting them off of you, he silently picked you up as you turned your head to look at the blond, brunet and monochrome boys. Dream's mask got knocked off and was thrown across the room as he was pinned below a growling Ranboo, whose skin looked almost purely black from your angle. Tommy was off to the side, rummaging through Dream's equipment, he already got his revenge when Dream was put into prison, this was Ranboo and Tubbo's revenge now.

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Dream was slain by Ranboo and Tubbo using Ranord

There was a clattering noise before two sets of footsteps running in your direction. Slowly tilting your head in their direction, you saw Tubbo with dark bags under his eyes and Ranboo with plenty more scars on his cheeks from tears. You were pulled from Foolish's arms and brought down to sitting on Tubbo's and Ranboo's laps, their arms completely wrapped around you. The goat hybrid was nuzzled under your chin while the enderman's face was buried in your hair. "We should have come sooner..." "We shouldn't have even left you alone in the mansion..." "I'm sorry... I should have never left the manor..."

[gracecarstairss]

Yes to all of this! I love the discussion. Grace truly is the most interesting character even with all the changes and sadly I feel like she is not going to get enough page time in chain of thorns to truly make her “redemption arc” (if you can call it that?) actually make sense.

There were so many missed opportunities for not only Grace’s character, but also James. The way he is portrayed in The Midnight Heir is, in a way, coupled with Grace’s portrayal and he shows (in my opinion) much more of a morally gray characterization than he does in TLH. Unfortunately I think James had to be chilled out and made as more of a typical hero instead of the more complicated character that he was built up to be in The Midnight Heir.

Like you both, I was so disappointed when I found out about the Gracelet and Grace’s power in general, I delayed reading Chain of Gold for a year. (I got spoiled lol). I was actually not going to read the entire series solely because I felt Grace’s character assassination so deeply and the potential being ripped away. Also, using lack of consent to narrow down a love triangle is one of my least favorite tropes ever. In my opinion, it is despicable to just use lack of consent as a traumatizing way for the character (James) to choose the person in the love triangle who has not ignored consent (Cordelia). But that’s just my opinion. But I know y’all relate about the disappointment when y’all found out about the Gracelet lol. And yes, Grace totally needs to be the one to kill Tatiana, she BETTER!! With the Estella blade quote!! It’s a requirement!

this blog is open to any and every discussion or ask about The Midnight Heir and/or the original TLH

[jemdeserveslove]

And I finished Chain of Gold ✨

I bring here a “review” and, as usual, excuse my spelling mistakes

(This is a bit long, I’m sorry lol but bare with me)

What a greaaat book! It’s a been a couple of months since I read Cassandra Clare and, you guys, I needed that. Overall, I really liked it and I will give it a solid 4/5.

The only complaints I have about it is that in a couple of scenes everything seemed a bit rushed and convenient, you know? I can’t remember the scene, but I remember I stoped, laughed a bit and said out loud (cause I’m crazy) “NOW THIS IS VERY CONVENIENT FOR THEM”. Anyway, that and (this is more of preference, I guess) the fact that it took a while for the plot to come into place, like, I understand that everything as going to come together at the end (which it did), but at the same time, when I’m reading something, I wanna know the weight of what’s happening, so that I can feel it.

But, yeah, there were so many positive things that I absolutely loved, so I bring here my rant about the (some) characters

To get this out of the way, I LOVE JESSE BLACKTHORN, like, he didn’t even showed up a lot, but when he did, it was amazing and he owns part of my heart now, thank u Cassie 🥰. And, since he’s the topic, let’s talk about him. SO SAD. Like, I guess I don’t know eveything, but apparently my boy just wanted to be a shadowhunter and, then, he got his first rune and HE DIED 😭 Cassie, what do I do with information? Also, I ship Jesse and Lucie with every fiber in my body, that will be all

LUCIE, she’s a queen 💖 I see a lot of myself in her and I think she’s very relatable in many ways lol. Honestly, she was one of the best characters in the book, she’s very creative, brave and a great feminist living in 1903. She is a true Herondale and shares all the Herondale’s virtues and values, but at the same time, in many situations I could see a lot of Tessa in her, especially, because she’s very straightforward

ALASTAIR 👀 I really like him, you guys. His behavior back in the academy can’t be excused, but we can undestand it and also see that he’s changing, right? He’s turning his back on Charles (thank God), is getting closer to Thomas (👀) and is getting closer to his sister again, so yeah, I think he’s going to shine more and more 

Cordelia is an amazing main character. She’s kind, brave and very witty and funny too. Honestly, I cracked up because of her so many times lol. Her situation with James is so sad, like, it was going so well, but then no no no, THAT FUCKING STUPID BRACELET 🤬 Anyway, Cordelia and Lucie have a very beautiful dynamic and as Cecily Lightwood herself said, we need more girls being parabatais ✨

James Herondale is such a simp lol. It doesn’t matter if it’s with Cordelia or Grace, he’s a simp. I feel really bad for him, since the whole bracelet fiasco is not really his fault 🤷‍♀️ I really like him, as well, he has a nice vibe and he definitely got that acid humor from his parents (especially, Will, obvs) which I love. Also, he’s caught up in many horrible situations that are not even his fault lol. Poor James

Matthew is a very sensetive topic for me. I just feel really really bad for him and he just deserves so much better

Grace .... what can I say about her? I feel really bad for her, I think she’s in a horrible abusive relationship with Tatiana, so I don’t really blame her for anything, but do I get annoyed whenever she shows up AND RUINS JAMES? Yes. Yes, I do

Anna, the icon ✨ She didn’t show up as much as I thought she would, but I’m pretty sure she’s gonna have her whole thing with Ariadne now (I guess), so we’ll have more of her. She’s sneaky and very observant, like, all the times she was narrating, she kept pointing out things about the characters that other characters that are closer to said characters didn’t know. ICONIC BEHAVIOR

Thomas went through so much in just one book. I felt bad for him 🥺 He’s the parent figure of the group and I can relate with that so much lol

I loved Christopher 🥰 A very sweet genius. He deserves the world

 This is already so long, but the complete the whole thing about the characters, I loved the Herongraystairs moments, they’re everything to me ✨ and I loved to see TID characters being parents, they’re great and you can see some of their traits on their children, and that’s some great writing for me. I thought the ending was good and now I can’t wait to see what Tatiana and Belial are going to do 🙃 They will probably destroy some lifes and make me cry along the way

Thank you for coming to my TED talk

[majormeilani]

okay oc character design rambling whee

so like i'm going to ramble about cassidy here so jfjfhhuudsyyjd

okay so when designing him, i took many things into consideration and i just feel like talking about them.

- for the reason that i chose him to be a magpie was many things. namely since i wanted him to be with the crows and have a role with them, he was to be a corvid type of bird. i also was reading about magpies and thought them to be an interesting display of his personality (magpies are described as smart and clever (one of the meanings of his name) and he's the kind to be rather deceptive and stuff, which magpies sometimes are thought to be lol)

- another reason i chose for him to be a magpie is i thought it would be a nice middle ground for when i was choosing his color palette and other design choices, i wanted him to have both some color and contrast

-this namely came to why i chose to give him the hair that i did as well. i chose for him to have a pompadour similar to how the pompous crows have a stylish pompadour hairstyle on their heads. i also decided to give his hair the impression of curly hair because one of the meanings of his name is "curly-haired" or "curly-headed." the choice to define his hair pattern with a blue-green color was referencing how grooves' feathers are a blue-green color, plus i just think it looks neat to put a brighter color on black/a darker color

- when choosing his colors, i chose to reference both conductor's color palette and dj grooves' with the addition of the small crows in the game and irl magpies. you can see that i referenced the red of grooves' coat for his cape and his clothes are similar in color to how conductor has dark clothes with gold buttons on them. there is two sets of gold buttons on his coat as well to make it slightly different to that of conductor but still similar in a way.

- the red cuffs, trim and lapels were to bring more red throughout his design to make it less dark

- the choice to give him gold chains was gothic inspiration, as goth people seem to wear chains often. this also slightly references how grooves' outfit is decorated with gold decor like the studs and buttons so it gives him a bit of flair.

- the ultimate choice of his main wear, aside from the cape, was because i googled what a hotel owner wears and i picked one that met with what i thought would match the idea i was going for. it also makes him look a bit gothic and vampire-like, and because i made him a horror movie director and hotel owner, i thought that to be fitting

- the choice to give him a black widow spider pendant thing was because i thought it looked neat, for one, and two the animal has an hourglass shape on it, which i thought to be fitting since hourglasses are the main collectables in a hat time LOLL (even though by technicality his black widow is backwards, since the hourglass on irl black widows is on their underside rather than their backs. but it looks cool so i don't care LOL. also it helps to bring the bright red of his cape into more of his design)

- the choice of his eye color is inspired by the fact that the small crows in ahit have glowing yellow eyes AND there's a species of magpies that have "orangish" eyes. since i liked both, i chose for him to have heterochromia. at one point for his finalized design, i have given him dark eyes to reference irl magpies but i felt that it made his eyes blend in too much with his main color palette, so i ultimately settled on the heterochromia eyes as it made them stand out and gave his character more allure

- his tail feathers i decided to curl and kinda floof out just to make him have more silhouette to him and also since irl magpies have rather LONG tails, i thought to have his tail kinda drag against the ground too, kinda like a long tail coat to add to the drama of his character

- the bands that are on his arms were something that the outfit i was referencing for him had but also i like to think they serve dual purpose beyond just being part of the fashion. they can be unclasped along with the cuffs at his wrists and his sleeves can unravel and he can fluff out his wings to actually fly if necessary. his wings are like a cross between irl bird's wings and arms with hands on the end.

- he has the color pattern of an irl magpie underneath his clothes on the rest of his feathers

- this is more character trivia than design stuffs but i had him being british due to a few things. namely i seemed to find in britain they have some superstition about magpies and also since i sometimes have him refer to people by the pet name "dearie" (like how grooves and conductor both have their own pet names for people) i found it to be rather fitting for him to be british lol.

- some of his character design also comes in the shapes i chose to put into it, like the curl shape of his hair and tail (like a "c" shape) and the sharp pointed part on his beak and the cuts in his cape (like "v" like shape)

that's all i got for now but yeah :)