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ask-nurse-curly · 10 hours ago

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as stated in the updated pinned post, we are diverging from the canon roleswap timeline starting nnnnnnnow :) ask boxes are open again!

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Hey Curly, I just wanted to check in with you. Things have been a little weird recently with this nearby satellite..

Are you doing okay?

Hey Captain!

Funny business, isn't it? I don't think we've ever had anything like this happen before.

It's okay, though. Sometimes I kind of want to follow Daisuke's example, but most people are nice.

What about you, everything alright on your end?

Me too, there's just so much going on at all times, haha.

Everything is mostly alright. I've got nice people, but some of them.. They're just getting under my skin. I should probably put the phone down.

How bad is it? My worst has been spam messages, mostly. Did you know the Halcyon colonies are reopening admission?

Makes you wonder why they need new people so soon after launch.

Oh yeah! I don't think I'm going to take their offer, I'm pretty content with Earth.

As for the messages.. I don't know. Some of them are just.. Mean, I guess. I don't want you to worry about it, I can handle it, it's just frustrating.

Have you gotten any fun messages though? I got one not that long ago asking about how I felt being a pilot, it was a nice question.

'Mean'? I'm sure you know that sounds worrisome. Are you okay?

Ah, I can't even remember all of them! There is this Martian scientist who gave me the scoop of planetary warfare amongst their kind, someone who is very intent on educating me about possums, and I even reconnected with someone from my med school years, that was pretty wild. Also someone from an actual gunship patched into our frequency, apparently their surname is the same as yours? Do you know a Hideo?

I'm really fine, if I couldn't handle a few weirdos, I wouldn't be on this ship lol

But.. That's very interesting. I don't know if I have any familiar faces on my end, so consider me jealous of you. I can't say that I know a Hideo? Should I?

Now who are you calling a weirdo? :-)

I don't know if you should! If it's a coincidence then certainly an amusing one, guess Musumes are just made to be captains. :-)

Maybe so.. I'll have to start a club then, Captain Musume club.

And I would NEVER call you a weirdo, Nurse Curly, never ever......

Uh huh. I believe you.

:-)

What is weird is just...how much some of these people seem to know. I wonder if our phones were hacked into somehow? Do you think I should be worried about my Meeboo subscription at this rate?

I feel like I should be more shocked but with how much of our data gets sold off and leaked on a daily basis, I can't find myself to be horrified.

You should definitely worry about your Meeboo subscription though.

...Fair point.

Well, if my streaming services are what takes the brunt of exposure, I suppose I could live with that.

Do you think that's how they found out about your nurses calendar? If that's even a real thing.. Did you ever model for a nursing calendar? Lol

Haha!

No, god no. I could never. Can you imagine me in a pin-up calendar? That would be bonkers.

No, I was just joking. I guess the very nature of their, uh, request was too much for my English sensibilities, so I turned to my trusty defence mechanism honed by generations of haughty stuck-ups.

...How did you know about that?

Well we certainly love a modest king..

I was told about it by one of the messages I got, I didn't know if it was true or not but I guess my curiosity was piqued. Sorry, it was inappropriate to ask.

Oh god, are they still harassing you about me? I'm so sorry.

They are strangely...invested.

I hope it's not too much of a bother. And I doubly hope they cease soon.

I don't mind too terribly, I just feel bad talking about you when you're unaware. I certainly try to keep my answers vague so that I can maintain your privacy.

Truly, I don't know if I should be offended or relieved they ask me more about you than they do myself, haha!

I'd go for relieved! Or perhaps even flattered. They seem to think highly of your captaining skills. :-)

They do! I'm not sure how they know about THAT information, but I'll take what I can get!

I can't say i blame them, it's pretty obvious!

I mean

Crew ratings should be public access, right? Based on delivery reviews and stuff. Or could be if they weren't and got leaked too.

I definitely don't doubt that...

I don't know, they seem fairly invested in my love life as well. Which goes beyond the scope of simple work appraisal. I've been asked if I'm single, who my type is. I felt like I was filling out a dating application lol

Haha, funny that

You could lean into that too, if you wanted to, let them do all the legwork. It's worse than the Wild West on those apps sometimes.

I'm not trying to find someone through texting strangers, besides, it seems they already have my ideal love interest picked out for me. They're trying to cause trouble is what they're doing.

And how do you even know what those apps are like? Isn't that like.. Cheating for you?

Oh shoot. Er

It would be! It totally would be if. If I were still in a relationship.

Which I'm not. For the record.

In any case, not that I prowl those apps much, it's not really uh, worth it for me.

What? Since when are you not??

You were just talking about Marie before we took off. Unless.. Did you break up when we got service...?

Yeah, haha, turns out it's not always great when familiar faces text you, right?

But yeah, she... It's not easy, I guess, dating someone who isn't there for half a year at a time at least, you know?

It was kind of a long time coming, so. She just was the braver one out of the two of us to cut the cord.

Sorry, didn't mean to be a downer. It really is okay though. We're good, and. I think I've kind of went through the stages of grief back when we were still earthside.

So. Not a big deal.

I'm so sorry, Curly :( I wish you would've told me. I'm still here if you need to talk, okay? Breaking up sucks, even if you see it coming.

Oh no, I promise it's okay! It really, really is

I'm okay, it's not a big deal.

I mean, it would be, it

But it's not like

I didn't really

She maybe...didn't really...exist?

Curly what are you saying right now

I am a fool is what I'm saying :-(

I'm so sorry.

Any chance we could pretend I never said anything?

How are we supposed to do that? I don't even know what to say.

Why would you lie about that?

...Could we talk?

I mean, in person.

I'll explain everything, just

I'm afraid of how much of this might get exposed.

Please.

Yeah

Are you in the medbay? I'm on my way.

Yes.

Thank you.

#mouthwashing #curly mouthwashing #ask blog #curlya #nurlysays #modsays

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cherry-bomb-ships · 3 days ago

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Director's Commentary:

First of all, THIS HIT 200 NOTES IN LESS THAN 2 DAYS????? 🥺💝🥺💝🥺💝🥺💝 Thank you SO MUCH EVERYBODY, I have never had any of my self ship art get this many notes this quickly!! I've also screenshotted every tag I've gotten and will continue to do so! Thank you so much everyone 🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖🥺💖

Second, I hope that everyone knows I did this 100% original! I have actually had more than one person call this an edit, which makes me very proud of how convincing this apparently is as an imitation of the PPG style! 🥺 But no, I did all of this by hand myself! The screenshots were just referenced :D

Y'all should also know that I don't have any type of tablet or way to do digital art with a pen, I use Adobe Illustrator and only use my mouse. For the first image I did a sketch of the pose on paper and traced over digitally, but I'm proud to say for the other two I did it entirely originally using just reference images and my own imagination! That's something I'm usually not really able to do so I'm very happy that the final result came out so good

The context of the original scene is that Ms. Keane and Professor Utonium just went on a failed date that was set up by the girls, but ended up sharing a little moment after Ms. Keane accidentally tripped and the Professor ended up catching her. I'd like to think the context here is essentially the same, but I'd consider it an AU scenario because there wouldn't be a time in my ship canon where this setup would happen before Cherry and Mojo are dating.

I came up with Cherry's outfit kind of on the spot, it's basically just a fancy version of their normal outfit, with a low cut white shirt, yellow and orange cardigan, and some nice tan boots. They borrowed the choker with the pendant from their cousin, Ms. Bellum :3

I find it funny to think that Mojo wouldn't really wear an actual outfit out on a date, because in his mind, what fit could possibly be better than the villain outfit he designed for himself? He just put on a bowtie to be slightly more fancy 💖 That's actually a reference to the panel below from a DC PPG comic where he's trying to find a date for Valentine's Day and failing... I would have been there for him 🥺

Also I liked the idea of the moon being bright enough to shine through the back of Mojo's big ears, which is why the shading on them if a bit oddly shaped. No one has mentioned anything about that yet so I'm not sure how obvious that came across 😅

Ngl I struggled a bit on the background of Mojo's panel just because it's a unique perspective that I hadn't tried before, so I went and laid down on the floor in the corner of my room to see how the perspective of that looked 😂

In fact now that I think about it... This is the first time I've ever done a full color background at all, digitally OR traditionally. I'd say for my first time it came out pretty good!

In general I'm very happy with the end results, although there are a few mistakes here and there, like there's a secrion of Cherry's shadow that's not filled in all the way, and I think some of the background colors could be better adjusted so they don't blend together as much (especially the bench, what was I thinking making it so similar to the wall color aaaaaah)

That's all I can think of for now that I'd like to comment on. Once again thank you to everyone who has liked or reblogged and an even bigger thank you if you read this far! 🥺💝💝💝💝💝

There are benefits to being clumsy... sometimes you get to fall into the arms of a handsome chimpanzee 💜🩷💜🩷💜

Screenshot redraw of a cute scene from what's basically PPG's Valentine Day special! This was so fun to do, I feel like I learn more abt using Illustrator every time I go back to it :3 🩷 Reblogs are all seen and appreciated, click for higher quality!! Tag list + Screenshots referenced will be under the cut 💜

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#self rb #happy valentine's day!! i just wanted to drop some details about this art and fun facts that y'all might not have known just by looking #the response to this has been just incredible seriously thank you all so much 😭💝😭💝😭💝😭💝😭💝#i still cant believe this is the first time ive done colored backgrounds and it came out this good. yay me! 💝💖💝💖💝💖#once again happy v day everybody hope the day treats you well 🥺💝🥺💝🥺💝🥺💝 mwah mwah love for everyone!!!! 💝💝💝💝💝💝

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bueckersfive · 5 hours ago

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YOU SAW THAT GAME IN PERSON?! OMG THATS AMAZING!! Im so happy for you and how you got to experience that type of game!!

Can you talk about the vibes? How were the Gamecock fans? Did you see them gradually lose their shit throughout the game? What were your fave parts of the game??

Also, omfg the whole UConn team fr showed up and showed OUT! They all played with such high energy and grit. I loved this from us. Azzi shooting masterclass, Paige floor general and lock down D, and Sarah showing the world why she’s the front runner for FOTY.

Thank you sm!! I had the BEST time & it was my first wbb game, so i couldn’t of picked a better first game :) huskies put BTA

The vibes were off the charts like it was so hype- the whole arena was basically packed out full house and the fans were LOUD AF and waving their rags around like they do lmao

There were way more uconn fans there than I was expecting- uconn fans rlly did show up today. I sat around a good mix of both uconn and sc fans.

The sc fans were cracking me up when they would get scared everytime the ball was in azzi’s hand lmao they know she’s a walking bucket. Kept hearing them say “REBOUND” and “stay on her!” the whole time. The sc fans around me actually pretty respectful- they had nice things to say about azzi and sarah the whole time.

I think the sc fans/student section really lit a fire right before the game when they were booing us & uconn said watch this :)

My fav part of the game would have to be Azzi Fudd. PERIOD. she showed out today and had a masterclass. Overall, I think everyone played amazing as a team today. Super proud of us. Paige and Sarah double double too. PSA did THAT. Also, jana really surprised me today. She has improved so much. And uconn can shoot threes now and knows how to rebound all of a sudden?? Crazy world we live in.

It was funny watching the sc fans get progressively quieter throughout the game and a lot of ppl left at the 4th quarter lmao.

But I had so much fun, it was an awesome experience!! Thank you for asking.

The natty is loading… as long as we keep playing like this

#uconn wbb #uconn huskies #uconn women’s basketball #paige bueckers

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gaybd1 · 11 hours ago

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I would love to hear more about chinglish 👀

Yes I love it and find myself speaking it quite often but of course, because im supposed to teach in “proper English” at my job, it’s discouraged. Which. I kind of get but ugh.

Anyway here are some examples of Taiwanese Chinglish stuff I’d hear (or even say tbh) on a daily basis:

“Because yesterday is my piano recital, so I didn’t do my homework.” <- leaving off past tense of verbs and using conjunctions in ways that reflect how they are used in Mandarin

Similarly you’d often get something like “When I am little, I go to Japan.” <- lack of verb tense in Chinese means it’s easy for the listener to just know this is talking about the past without conjugating it that way

“He” and “she” are represented by different characters in Chinese but they are pronounced the same. Same with “his” and “her” so you get a lot of, “My mom will be so angry if you tell him that”

Articles aren’t really a thing in Chinese either so lower-level English speakers will use ‘the’ in places it wouldn’t be in other variants and also omit it randomly. Like when asked what they like to eat, maybe they’d say “I like the banana.”

In Mandarin, plural indicators are not always used, so even a more advanced speaker saying they like to eat bananas in general may still say “I like banana,” following that same example.

-s is also frequently omitted at the end of third-person verbs. For example, “My brother go to school in Japan.”

Many verbs in Chinese have multiple English meanings which can lead to sentences like:

“I know!” in response to an explanation that a speaker of another English variant would say “I see” for. (coming from 知道, to know / to realize)

“Do today have a quiz?” for “Is there a quiz today?” (coming from 有, to have / to exist)

“Can you say Chinese?” for “Do you speak Chinese?” (coming from 說, to speak / to say)

“Close the AC! I’m cold!” (coming from 關, to close / to turn off)

“I can’t see! Open the light!” (coming from 開, to open / to turn on)

“Yesterday I look TV” , “I like to see book” (coming from 看, to look / to see / to watch / to read)

Also modal particles like 啊,啦,吧 can be included at the end of a sentence that is otherwise in English, particularly la/啦 to express emphasis or commonly some sort of frustration. Similar to Singlish I guess:

“Stop hitting me la!”

“I already gave it to you la.”

“Yes it is ah!”

Lastly obviously there are always going to be loanwords or concepts like that:

I’ve posted about this before but familial words are quite common in Chinese. An auntie or an ayi is an older lady or perhaps some sort of domestic helper or nanny or something. An uncle is the same for men. (Sometimes younger people can be referred to as sisters or brothers but it’s less common in English. An old old lady will probably be called an ama)

Food words. Some food words just shouldn’t be translated. And people will try but it’s just. Dumb. Douhua will always be douhua, I don’t even know what it would be in English

Place names don’t usually have English translations but predictably even the ones that do might still be in Chinese when speaking English. Using “yushan” when talking about Jade Mountain for example

Swear words obviously. A lot of those are actually Taiwanese words people use in Mandarin that have now come over to English

I can’t think of any other specific vocabulary for Chinglish but just. Cultural stuff, you know. Like a lucky charm, it’s always going to be a pinganfu to me.

Anyway la, im sure there’s much more but it’s nice to get all this stuff down in one place. The point of English variants is that their features are common and intelligible, abd while there’s a huge push to teach “”proper English”” around here, I think people should be a little more lenient and understanding of local features and not be embarrassed to use them.

Taiwan is set to be the world’s first bilingual English-speaking country by its own free will by 2030 (I have thoughts on that lol but that’s in another post somewhere) so this is all fascinating stuff

#quesTian #languages

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joejhang · 16 hours ago

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theories + predictions before tgr comes out

not in any particular order. spoilers for tsc and obv aftg. if any of these happen individually i will be insufferable. bonus if more than one of these ends up being true. feeding my god complex fr.

jeremy killed a sibling. either accidentally or on purpose both works for me. tho it would be a million times more interesting if it was intentional. obv there are a million and one jeremy theories floating around but something about jeremy being a repented murderer endears me to him the most. like THAT'S the nora sakavic kinda character i know and love. anyway yeah there is definitely something weird about jer and his siblings tho. cat mentions two brothers, but so far we've only heard about annalise and bryson. cat also hesitates before saying "two brothers" so we can safely assume something happened with one of the brothers. my bet is that one of them is dead, that's why she hesitated to say. jer probably (definitely) had something to do with it. annalise also says that he ruined the family. and references the fall banquet of his freshman year. but idk if the siblings stuff and the banquet stuff is actually connected.

bryson tried to kill jer/they had a huge ugly fight/bryson was just abusive in general. i get these vibes. jer was desperate to avoid him and mentions him like once the whole book. cat mentions that he's a "tool" and a "jerk" and jer's convo with lucas about grayson is also notable, but that last part might just be bc jer's a nice guy, not to do with his own sibling issues. but yeah i think this is pretty likely, like they always had tension between them, then after mystery brother died, all of it came to a head and they had a really bad fight and someone was badly injured/nearly died.

annalise dies. this isn't very likely but i think this would be a PERFECT book two plot point. just imagine how it would WRECK jeremy. all of jer's carefully constructed masks and facades and fake smiles and pretending everything's fine would all come crashing down and it would essentially force my long-awaited jeremy crash out into action. it would force him to confront family issues, his older brother, his parents/step-parents??? and also the fact that he is deeply Not Ok™. also it would be a neat parallel that both jean and jer would now have dead younger sisters. bonus points if she dies in a car accident. if this happens i'm actually god.

kevjean interview goes horribly wrong somehow. my delusional ahh NEEDS neil to crash it but i can admit that that isn't likely and that i just miss my shayla. whatever. i'm pretty sure it's confirmed that kevjean IS having an interview together???? and since kevin is confirmed showing up in tgr i guess this will be it??? ok listen. i know nora said in the ec that kevin and jean would never be friends again, but i still have HOPE for them ok. kevjean you INVENTED one-sided homoerotic yearning. anyway i have no real thoughts about how it would go wrong probably just an interviewer stepping out of line and either jean or kevin crashing out during it. if someone attacks jean, i honestly honestly believe kevin would defend him. kevin is NOT a coward, and especially now that riko's dead and tetsuji is out of the picture, and after the whole "i've never been skiing" thing i doubt kevin is gonna be living in fear and paranoia and secrets anymore. and if he's gonna defend anyone to the press, it's obviously gonna be jean. and jean would do the same for kevin. guys i'm holding out so much hope for kevjean it's gonna ruin my life.

grayson death. is this not like, confirmed??? whatever i just need to see it happen. or hear of it happening. and i'll smile contentedly knowing that neil ordered the hit on a napkin at a thai restaurant. GOD i love that man like nobody can. it would also be very interesting to see jean, lucas and the other trojans' reactions to his death.

gameplay!!! i will admit, neil made me somewhat of an exy junkie asw. i'm so interested to see how jean narrates exy games and how the trojans play in their comps. unfortunately i doubt we'll see any championship games in book 2 but i'm hoping for book 3 and we get to see the trojans become champions for the first time!!! i have mixed feelings about the trojan red card thing but i wouldn't be mad if it happened. i kind of think it seems unrealistic tho tbh. but it WOULD be fun. yeah ummmm and i need to see like a scene where jeremy gets hurt and jean realises he cares IDC i am a SIMPLE simple girl. also i'm curious to see how the exy storyline plays out w jean. it's confirmed he never makes court, but i'm interested to see if he ends up actually enjoying the game, bc i think it wouldn't be a fitting end to the trilogy if he continues to play but resents it. i do think it is possible for the trojans to teach him how to actually love the game, but we'll see.

someone in jer's life/past committed or tried to commit. maybe it was even jeremy himself. idk i definitely think jer has some dark past, whether it includes like drugs or violence or gangs or murder idk, there's just SOMETHING there i can smell it. something that makes jeremy "captain sunshine" knox the black sheep of his rich political family. also jeremy being "unexpectedly ferocious" when jean made a quip about suicide. noted.

jeremy family drama. idk this is just a general note for uncovering more info about jeremy's complicated family. i need to know like, what's up with his dad. his dad is either dead or out of his life, because he only refers to his mother and stepfather. also why jer doesn't like being referred to by his last name and what he did to tear their family apart. contrary to popular opinion, i actually don't think it has anything to do with him being gay. i acc don't think his family knows he's gay. i feel like otherwise they would've just cut him off completely. like why is he still involved in campaigns and shit???

jerejean almost-kiss. this is just me manifesting tbh.

jeremy crash out. duh.

#imagine if jer actually doesn't do a backstory reveal or crash out at all in this book #then I'M crashing out #prepare for me to be absolutely INSUFFERABLE #aftg #all for the game #the sunshine court #tsc #zoe yaps #the golden raven #tgr #jean moreau #jeremy knox #jerejean

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strawberryflavoredvenum · 2 days ago

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Ticcijack Valentine's fanfic

This is really late lol. Sorry about that, I had school and work!

Here you go!

Jack had never been a fan of Valentine's day. It's not that he was bitter, but more so indifferent. He was not too excited about holidays in general. He saw them as just another day. His love life was doa and he was never a romantic person to begin with. This year was different though. This year he had someone. Someone who loved holidays.

Toby was always the one putting in the most effort during holidays. Him and Lyra used to decorate the house and use leds to match whichever holiday was soon at the time. Now that he was a proxy, he still clung on to his traditions. The other proxies appreciated the sentiment during the holidays

Valentine's Day was different though. Toby has never been with anyone before Jack so he's never fully celebrated. He also knew that Jack didn't care for holidays so he didn't try.

That's what led to Jack's current situation. Frustrated and struggling to get the LEDs to stick to the wall. There was a table with a TV dinner and a Tupperware of kidney. The dinner was nothing special, the table cloth was dusty, the damn LEDs just won't cooperate. Jack signed when he looked at his poor excuse for a romantic scene. It looked nothing like the effort Toby usually put into holidays. Toby was away on mission but would be back soon.

Jack was about to tear the whole thing down and pretend he never tried when the front door jiggled and a tired and bloody figure walked in. He stopped in his tracks when he reached the living room and saw the scene. No reaction at all. Jack prepared for the worst.

Toby was in shock. No one has ever done something like this for him before. Jack even remembered the leds in red and pink. He didn't even know how to react.

He was bloody and gross, yet he sat down at the table. Jack did the same as he studied Toby's expression. Toby looked down at the TV dinner and smiled. "How long did this take you?" Toby asked. Jack shrugged. " Longer than I'd like to admit." Toby smiled as he removed his muzzle. "It's nice". Jack sighed. "You don't have to lie. It looks like a child made this." Toby frowned and looked around the room. Toby didn't see it that way. To him, it was charming and made him feel important to someone.

Toby grabbed Jack's hand and squeezed it. "You're the only person to ever do something like this for me." Jack squeezed his hand back and nodded. "You always put your heart and soul into holidays. I wanted to give you the same effort."

Toby was flushed and absolutely flattered. Getting Jack to be romantic or vulnerable was like pulling teeth. Toby didn't even have to try today. Toby dug into his dinner and Jack followed after.

After dinner, Jack picked up the plates and washed them. Toby got up and stretched. "Man I'm filthy". He said. He was still in the same clothes he went to his mission in. Jack couldn't help but feel sad that toby was going to shower. It marked the end of their date.

Toby made it to the hallway before stopping and turning around. "What are you waiting for?" Those words nearly killed Jack. This was a new step in their relationship. He guessed that it was HIS Valentine's gift. Jack quickly followed after. He already couldn't wait for next Valentine's day.

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random-blurbs · 2 days ago

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A/N: It’s been so long since I invested time in a fic it’s kinda crazy

<<<part two

Your eyes felt heavy, wanting to keep them shut and never open them again. And the warmth that surrounded your body made it worse making you snuggle into it more. But as you laid there you started to recall the last few moments you were standing. Eyes snapping wide open you propped yourself up looking around the room still dazed. It was obvious that it was a guy’s room by the posters, and the general vibe of it.

“Oh you’re awake!” You see a kind looking woman at the doorway holding a fresh new towel, and some patches in her hand. She kinda looks like?

“Are you Mark’s mom?” You asked as she confirmed your question with a nod and a an exchange of names. She stood right next to you picking up the towel you never noticed on your head. “He brought you here since you didn’t want to go to Cecile. Also brought your phone!” She explained passing it you as you remember your desperate plea when you were writhing in bed. “I appreciate it a lot. I’m sorry if it was inconvenience.” You apologize which she shook her head at with a kind smile.

“It’s fine! You’re a friend of Marks, and I just wouldn’t leave you out there in pain.” She explained as a strong feeling entered your body. As you see her put away the towel and dip the new one in a bowl at his nightstand. Her actions feel familiar. Everything about her is familiar. “Have we met before?” She seemed confused by your question as she tried recalling if she ever saw your face.

“I don’t think so, I’m sure I would remember seeing a face like yours.” She chuckled making you give her smile in response as that itching feeling didn’t go away. You must’ve seen her somewhere. Maybe on Mark’s phone. It wasn’t there. Not wanting to give yourself a headache to the point where you can’t function you drop it. You look around the room trying to find the owner of the room which she noticed just as quickly. “He finally went to bed he was so worried about you that he stayed up all night.” She explained, feeling embarrassed she saw right through you just as quickly. “I just wanted to thank him. I don’t know what would’ve happened if I went on that date and knocked out.”

“A date?” She seemed shocked that you were about to go on one with your costume still on. As Mark’s recounting of the events that led up to you in pain isn’t matching up in her head. She’s wondering what her son got herself into. “You have a boyfriend?” She asked hoping that you’re more truthful than her son who seems smitten with you but too dense to realize. “Oh no no it was just a guy from class everyone is saying it was supposed to be a date but he didn’t exactly say it. But it kinda felt like it?” You rambled feeling unsure if maybe you were thinking about it way too much and it literally was just a coffee hangout between classmates. Not like you would know since you pulled the nvm card. You couldn’t help but feel guilty as you remember how awkward he seemed.

“It was probably a date sweetheart.” She said comfortingly throwing you deeper into a spiral, needing to come up with some type of excuse. Can’t be the basic oh I fell sick. Something where it doesn’t seem you actually hate the guy and wanted to ghost him just because. “We made you soup last night if you want to join me in breakfast.” Thinking about food already had your stomach eating itself. Thanking her you stood up from his bed, feeling light headed almost immediately. Seeing your shaky figure she grabbed your arm helping you to stabilize yourself as her warmth felt different to Mark’s. “I can see where Mark gets his kindness from.” You were just pointing out the obvious but Debbie felt stunned at the recognition. She was proud of how she raised Mark, who he became. But no one gave her credit not that she wanted it. But it was a nice feeling.

“You didn’t wake me up?”

“Oh my God!” You had turned hearing Mark’s voice but as you see him shirtless with some boxers you let out an embarrassed gasp. “Mark! Put on some clothes we have a guest.” You hear Debbie reprimand him as he complained stuttering out sorry as he flew into his room. “I swear…” Even though she acted annoyed you can see the care in her eyes that she has for Mark. She led you to their dining table even though you tried offering help in setting up the table and helping to serve. “Don’t you dare. Sit down and relax you’re a guest here.” Giving you a playful glare you decided to not push the rules and sat down. Feeling extremely uncomfortable that you aren’t helping but Debbie had a pleasant smile on her face. “Did you guys start without me?” Mark had come rushing down with actual clothes but as the reminder of his practically naked self in the hallway, you couldn’t say anything.

“Not yet, give this to Y/N.” Debbie ordered making Mark place it in front of you, asking you a million questions if everything is alright.

If you were cold, if your neck is ok, is your head ok, if you needed anything else, if you were tired, it seemed like Debbie noticed how overwhelmed you started to feel.

“Hurry up and eat. You don’t want to be late to class.” Debbie chastised Mark who grumpily took a spoonful of the soup keeping him quiet. As you quietly ate your food you just examined the two’s interactions. They were lovely.

It didn’t hurt this time around as you recalled a memory that was so far from you. You were looking up as you saw a woman features similar to yours with a faux angry look pinching your cheeks lightly. She was saying something but you couldn’t recall. But you just know that the interaction had swelled something in your heart in a way you never thought you can experience.

“Are you ok?” You hadn’t realized but Mark had zeroed in on you. He saw your eyes become distant as you half-heartily pushed around the contents of the soup. He doesn’t like seeing you where you become so far away, it’s like whatever it is; is taking you away from him.

“Oh sorry um my memories are being weird.” You said taking another sip of the soup, never tasting one like this before. “Who made this?” Before Mark asked anything further in regards of your memories you wanted to know who made the soup totally not as a distraction. “I did! Mark tried helping but he kept on-.” Coughing loudly subsequently cutting off his mom. He gave her a look as she did back, where it practically became a match between the two. The winner being Mark as Debbie let out a tired sigh at his antics.

“Well I need to hurry up and go show a house. Mark make sure you’re not late, and Y/N you’re more than welcome to stay. If you have any questions you can text Mark?” She asked which you confirmed with a nod as you see her rush to grab her bag. Planting a kiss on Mark’s forehead which he happily smiled at, she waved you off shutting the door behind her. Glad she left you picked up your empty bowl heading over to the sink knowing she wouldn’t have let you otherwise. “W-what are you doing?” Mark quickly got up swooping in right in front of you, “I can take care of this just sit down.” They really are alike.

“Mark I can wash one dish.” You tiredly say which he stubbornly shook his head at. “Yeah no it’s not happening.” Groaning it felt like forever as you two bickered refusing to believe that they really need to uphold this rule of guests not needing to do anything.

“Fine! But you can’t stop me from drying.” Before he can anything you raise your finger towards his lips, signaling him to not even start. You see his cheeks redden making him turn away and turn on the faucet to get started. Happy that you get to help you pick up the drying rag waiting for the first dish. “You are so stubborn.” He chuckled as you smile at him proudly. You glanced at the clock noticing the creeping time, “Don’t you need to head out?” Worried that he was going to be late to his class with Amber. You see him tense up at the question as you think you already know the answer to it. “Mark?” You scold with a tone that parent will have with their child.

“I just need to make sure you’re good!” Mark said in high-pitched voice trying to defend his position, which barely helped it at all. “I am perfectly fine now! Go home, I’m probably going to head out anyways.” He didn’t want you to leave, he wasn’t even too sure if you were 100%. But he knows he doesn’t want to let you out of his sight. “What if we go somewhere?” He hurriedly said wanting to find any excuse for you two to be in close vicinity of one another.

“Going to do a rain check for that.” Both jumping at the sudden intrusion, you groaned seeing it was Cecile. “Don’t look too excited to see me. And also I see your suited up.” He says sarcastically and pointing out the obvious. But the obvious was just acknowledged by you. Fuck.

“I need you guys to patrol the city, I sent the Guardians somewhere else and well there’s no one else I trust.” A grey case appeared right by Cecile, pushing it towards you. “Looks like you need a change.” Thanking him silently you motioned upwards which Mark quickly allowed you to go as you hear Mark start to argue with Cecile no doubt about you.

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Holding onto him tightly, Mark was nice enough to not argue with you about joining. But to keep him sane he would carry you there, not want you to physically fight, and just be back-up. Your body not being at its best you knew better than to argue if you want to stay alive. For once not letting your pride dictate your moves. “Did you use my body wash?”

“Was I not supposed to-.”

“No no it’s ok! It’s not a bad thing.” He reassures not realizing that smelling the same scent as him on you would do something to him. “Do we have to be up in the air the entire time?” You ask not feeling comfortable if you’re going to be in the air the entire time. Your limbs bound to go stiff as you just continue to hold on tightly. “Let’s go here.” He started to fly towards the ground as you notice the pretty busy area. Making sure you’re aware of your surroundings you try keeping a circle around you permanent of gravity being pulled downwards. “Can we get two cones?” During your scanning you didn’t even realize you followed him to an ice-cream stand. “What do you like?”

The only distinct flavor you see was butter pecan catching your interest. “Really that one?” The judgement was obvious in his face as you see him choose a mint one. “Dude you actually like mint? Who in their right mind would choose that?” Mocking offense he grabbed the two cones from the man thanking him quickly, “You just want to hate just because. If you tried it without people whispering in your ear you’ll like it.” He actively defended making you think he defends his choice more than you think. Walking away Mark had reached out to give you your ice cream before it landed with a splat. Standing there you just stared down at your now melting ice cream seep into the floor sadly. “Why did you have your gravity thing up!”

“Someone would just apologize like a normal person! And I wanted to have an extra layer of protection!” You complained, looking back seeing you did walk a good distance away from the man. It just wasn’t worth it. “Just stay here for a sec.” Before he can fly off to quickly get you one you grabbed his sleeve, shaking your head. “It’s fine I feel bad already since the guy gave it to us free.”

“Here do you want to share?” He offered as you put down the barrier around you. Eyeing the ice cream cone you weren’t too keen on changing your opinion on the sweet treat. “Don’t tell me you’re being petty.” Seeing right through you he started to eat his ice cream teasing you every once in a while trying to seem uninterested. “Wow this is amazing!”

“I can’t believe you’re missing out on this!”

“This is the best thing I’ve ever had.”

“I swear if you don’t shut up.” You shove him away making him laugh loudly at your annoyance. Finding the furrow of your brow, and your scrunch of your face endearing. “Just give me a try.” You finally gave in making him grin from ear to ear. Tilting it towards you, you gave it a try, with a very biased mindset. And even if with that very opinionated mindset, you can’t help but internally know he was right. “You like it. You totally like it!” He confirmed with a smirk as you tried not smile at his cheer.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You refuse to give him that satisfaction as he poked your cheek endearingly. Your sweet time was cut short as you both hear a yell in the distance. Snatching you up, shoving the ice cream onto your hands he sped off to where the noises were happening from. From a distance you see a burning building with many people running out of it, yelling and pushing. It was chaos as you see people fighting along the street, confused by the mayhem. He set you a good distance away, giving you a stern look, “Just provide back-up and take this.” Giving you an earpiece you quickly put it on not wanting to waste any time, “Just be safe ok.” He gave you a kind smile but he still didn’t want to leave you, looking between the chaos and you. Wanting to wrap this up quickly he gave you a quick encouraging squeeze, flying off towards the midst of the trouble. “Take care of the two to the left by the building.” It wasn’t that hard to know who he was talking about seeing two mutants causing more damage around the area than anybody else. Bringing out your hands you slowly closed them bringing both of them down practically instantly hearing them yell out in pain. Not capable of even lifting up their head Mark quickly knocked them out, “Good job just try keeping the civilians away from-.” The ground started to rumble, making everyone scream louder hindering your chances of finding who can even be causing this.

“Shit, get them out!” Your hands had instinctively moved towards the burning building who proceeded to start lean towards the others trying to take them out. Mark’s eyes followed your movements seeing what you were struggling with trying to usher people away, “Can you hold that for long?” Wincing your arms were shaking by the heavy weight that you tried keeping up not letting any fire fall onto the ground/people. “I really can’t! I can only buy you a couple minutes.” Needing just that you see Mark fly back and forth trying to get everyone out of the way, thankfully hearing the fire trucks in the distance. You heard a shout of pain to your side seeing Mark get sent flying to another building. What the?

“What’s happening?”

“Just stay focused there! It would be a bigger mess if you let the building fall wait for the fire-fighters.” You hear Mark groan in pain over the ear-piece worrying you even more. Trusting his words you tried focusing on the building that was crumbling underneath your grip. “Please my son is in there!” Faltering you stumble at the tug of your costume behind you. You see an older woman, with tears streaming down her face, as she pleaded with you. “He was getting everyone out and I can’t see him!” Scanning the building its fast-paced burning that son of hers had to have died already. If not burned then smoke most definitely getting to him. There was no point in even trying to get to him. “I’m sorry m’am but we need to get rid of the fire-.”

“No he’s going to die! Don’t let my boy die!” The fire-fighters finally got into gear as you gave them a nod to start their work as you feel your grip on the building weaken. The tugging at your outfit wasn’t helping as the woman was insistent making you feel horrible. What would be the point if you brought the woman back the corpse of her son. Would she even find solace? “Please I can’t leave him there alone.” Falling onto her knees, it seemed like her body was giving up on her as her sobs cut the air. “Dammit.”

“What’s going on over there?” You hear stuff breaking in the distance no doubt the fight still happening, whoever decided to join the fight last minute. “Just stay focus over there, I need to do something.”

“Y/N don’t do anything!” Ignoring his plea you carefully disconnected the woman’s hand from your clothes as you went up to the firefighters who were trying to contain the raging fire. “There’s someone in there I need to get quick, I can keep up the building for only so much more, so you guys need to contain this.”

“You can’t enter there it’s too dangerous now-.”

“I’m not arguing with you on this. Just do your job and keep the fire here.” It was risky. You trained with Mark not needing your hands to control the gravity pull around you but that’s where your power was focused majorly in. Only able to keep it with your mind for less than 4 minutes. You only had 2 minutes. Taking a deep breath you let your hands fall at your side and quickly flew in, hearing the building crumple around you, barely keeping it up with your mind, the mental toll already having it’s effect. “Anybody here!?” Keeping one hand up around you as the fire tried nicking at you down. There were too many rooms but he shouldn’t be in a room right? He was getting everyone out so maybe he tried making a beeline to the exit. Trying to find all the exits, you coughed letting your hand down not exerting all your energy into keep the building up around you. 2 minutes. “Where are you!” You hear Mark’s voice in your ear, sounding beaten and tired. Not wanting to expose the fact that you went against his word you kept quiet seeing a figure on the floor passed out.

Flying to the figure you crouch beside them, shaking them. A bad burn on their arms was what you immediately saw taking care in not touching them around there. “Wait.” Softly moving the hair out of their face you gasped recognizing the guy that’s on the floor. “Victor oh god!” The awkward guy that you had stood up was her son. Panicking you scooped him up in your arms, yelping as you feel the building start to collapse. Holding onto him tightly the entrance you had just come from was now blocked, the smoke getting too excessive as you coughed. The building has to fall if you want to do this. You hold onto him tighter gritting your teeth as you force a shield around you both. Flying directly towards the wall you wince as you hear the building crumble right behind you, causing shouts to fill the air. Breathing heavily you flew to one of the ambulances parked too far away, you went up to the EMTS. “You have to help him please!” You probably looked insane with hair singed, feeling as if your skin was burning off by the close proximity, the air feeling so sweet compared to the smoke. “I tried-.” You reasoned as you placed him on the bed as they quickly got to work. “It’s ok we got it from here.”

Your heart was being crazily as you glanced at the man’s face, he looked so at peace. But too quiet. “Save him please.” You don’t know why but you need him alive. You want him alive. You have no connection to that man but you want him to live. The feeling has you crushed, “Where are you guys going?” Telling you the hospital they urged you they had to go finally making you take a step back, seeing them drive off with sirens blaring.

“Where were you!” You hear Mark yell at you at a distance but your eyes were locked onto the ambulance that left your sight finally. Why were you feeling all these things? Why was it when you feel something it’s experience tenfold, as if you never experienced it. Turning around you can barely keep up with your appearance as you felt your shoulders shake, immediately held by Mark. “What happened? Are you ok? Are you hurt?” His once pissed tone washed away, taking a softer tone trying to look over your body if you were about to cry due to the pain. “It was Victor, I feel horrible, I almost left him there!” You said in a hushed tone feeling the tears prick your eyes, refusing to believe that you were about to leave him there. Mark unfortunately remembered the name seeing it when you had your phone turned on, but as he sees you in the brink of breaking down because of him he has to acknowledge maybe something might happen between you and your classmate. He has to accept it. “Go.”

“What?”

“Go wait for him to wake up. I’ll take care of the clean up around here.” Mark encouraged even though his smile no longer reached his eyes. You didn’t want to leave him, just one look at him and you see had to deal with more than you did. Bloodied, bruised, he had it all. “I can’t go. I can still help.” He shook his head as he motioned to the chaos behind you two. “It’s fine everyone is just shaken up. If anything can I expect you to be home?”

“Home?”

“Yeah sorry. Like at my house? Just for one night to make sure you’re good and you can head back to your dorm?” It was strange even though it sounded like question, it felt like he was pleading with you. You would’ve said no otherwise feeling as if you overstayed your welcome. Throwing your arms around his neck you feel him stiffen up, shocked by the sudden action. “Thank you so much! I’ll make it up to you later.” Casting him one last grateful look you flew towards the direction of the hospital not catching the pained expression that Mark had now adorned.

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It felt weird as the roles were now reversed as you knocked on the window, startling Mark. It was already 2 in the morning. He opened the window letting you fly in, as he saw the stress all over your face, but you still had a content smile along with it. “I didn’t expect you to be awake still.” He didn’t want to admit that he was waiting up for you, scared that you got caught up in something along the way. He needed to know you were ok. And annoyed at the fact that you were seeing your potential future boyfriend. “Couldn’t sleep.” Ignoring his obviously annoyed tone you brought up the bag you were hiding behind your back. “What’s this?”

“I brought us some snacks! It’s somewhat a thank you. And I went inside this like comic store and I heard from Amber you like these type of things!�� Handing him a stack of comics you found in the store, he was ready to thank you before he dropped them on his bed in disbelief. Yes they were comics he liked, editions he didn’t even have, signatures he never thought to get, the crisp condition, he’s scared how much you spent.

“How much was it?” You shrugged your shoulders as you poured out the snacks on his bed, wanting to get comfortable already. “Just used Cecile’s card.” A win is a win. Mark is just going to cherish the hell out of everything, and keep it away from Cecile’s sight. “I took a shower at the hospital but do you have anything I can wear?”

Tripping over his bedsheets making you giggle he found some clothes that don’t fit him anymore offering it to you. “If you’re not comfortable with th-.”

“It’s fine can you just turn around, I’m scared of going outside and waking up your mom.” It wasn’t weird. It wasn’t weird. He tried telling himself as he felt his cheeks redden up hearing you rustle your clothes, “I went to go see Amber.”

“Oh nice! How is she doing she must be confused that I wasn’t there.” You say thinking about how it must’ve looked from her view. You say you’re going to hangout with this new person and you proceed to not see your roommate the following night and day. “I had to stop her from calling the cops to file you as a missing person.” He chuckled as he remembered her panicky state swearing that she would do something to your date if she saw him on campus. “I just told her you had a last minute family thing.” Thanking him for the last minute save you plopped onto the bed next to him as his eyes raked over your body. Another you he hasn’t seen.

“I’m glad you guys are still going strong. She seems so much happier now that you guys have more time together.” Opening a bag of spicy chips you offered some to Mark who picked out the sour candy instead. “Yeah it’s just hard juggling between being a superhero, a boyfriend, a son, and a good friend.” He emphasized the last part making you chuckle but pity him simultaneously. “You’re an amazing friend Mark. Even if we have our differences you always came back.” You say gratefully placing a hand on his shoulder giving him a comforting squeeze.

“And it’s hard being a boyfriend because you just haven’t told Amber yet.” They’ve been fairly close at-least in Amber’s eyes but with Mark’s tone and general attitude when it’s brought up makes you question otherwise. “Do you not trust her?”

“No no I do trust her. I know she wouldn’t tell anyone it’s just-.” Taking a deep breath his eyes casted to the side, the internal fighting obvious on his face. “If I tell her she gets dragged into my world. The baggage that comes with me might make her think it’s not worth it.” He confided making you think that’s why he doesn’t seem so close to her. He’s just scared. Obviously he loves her but he’s looking out for her. In his own secretive way.

He was telling the truth. Maybe that’s why whenever he was with Amber he was forcing it to feel 100% correct. But they’re from different worlds. He can try getting past it. But will she?

“What baggage is so big she would run away? If somebody loves you enough they’ll stay I promise you.”

“I don’t think love can make someone stay.”

“Don’t say that.” Realizing this runs deeper than you thought, you start to realize there’s more to the story. “Mark what exactly are you afraid of telling her?” It was a sadness you never thought you can see in Mark. It was as if he reverted to some hurt child as snapped his eyes shut. “I don’t want to talk about it right now. Can we talk about something else?” It was a hurt you couldn’t understand. Not wanting to push anything more you weakly offered the comic to him.

“Do you wanna hear about my memories?”

“Yes please.” Desperately agreeing wanting to change the topic in any way and hear more about you while he’s at it. “I think I saw my parents finally.”

You said it so nonchalantly that he felt like he was overreacting, maybe it’s the trauma between seeing you writhe in pain because of it. “How was it?” Not really knowing what he can ask, considering your questionable memory. “It was amazing.” He saw you beam with happiness as it looked like you started to reminisce fiddling with the bag, “I got a feeling that I never thought I could experience.” You explain trying to hold onto the memories forever, scared of forgetting anything. “Even though I don’t even remember their name, the fact that I had parents, who seemed to love me. I’m just happy.”

Dammit.

As he looked at your face, the moonlight shining down on you, you looked ethereal. The content smile you had, with so much love in your eyes. You have so little, and yet with just these few moments of your memory. You’re grateful, you are grateful for everything. He wants to help you find every missing piece to make you whole again. To bring you the happiness you deserved. He wants to be by your side not caring what his title is when beside you.

But he can’t do if he’s hurting people along the way as his mind wandered to Amber. He can’t deny some part does love her. He’s her first love. The love he has for her is enough to know he shouldn’t continue this. He’s a horrible person. He won’t deny that. He’ll stay his distance in compensation for how he played this out.

Getting up he knows he needs to do this now, startling you by his sudden movements. “Did I say something?” You asked scared that maybe he didn’t want to change topics. Was it actually a mind game you lost. “No you didn’t do anything I just need to go real quick.” Taken aback by his quick movements you see him throw on a jacket heading towards the window. “Mark! You’re making it seem like I did, just tell me!”

“It’s just I need to take care of this first.” You weren’t convinced as you got up stopping Mark from leaving through the window, glaring at him. “Y/N I’m sorry that was just terrible timing, I’ll come back as soon as I can! And I will listen to anything you tell me!” He pleaded wanting this feeling to go away, he can’t do this to Amber. She doesn’t deserve this. This is the least he can do.

“Can you just promise it wasn’t because of me?” You want to believe it wasn’t because of you but he’s making it so difficult. “I promise Y/N. I’ll even bring you your favorite drink.” You felt his warm hand envelop yours bringing it up, softly bringing out your pinkie he interlocked it with yours. It was something so precious to you. To you both. Your angry expression deflated replaced with one of content. And he’s happy to see it.

“You better-.” Stepping aside you opened the window for him guiding him to it, “Make it a large please. And come back safe that too!” Happy that it didn’t end with the silence treatment, he promised you again and flied off to fulfill his end of the situation.

#writing #mark grayson x reader #mark grayson #invincible x reader #invincible fanfic #invincible show

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homestuckreplay · 6 hours ago

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take me down to the pesterlog city where jade’s text is green and john gets all petty

(page 1394-1406)

It’s pesterlog time!!!! In a 12 page spread (1391-1402) there are seven pesterlog pages representing five characters. I feel like I am a medieval peasant attending my first palace banquet. The rich offerings of character moments and variety of colors on display is blowing my gruel-fed brain.

The art also kicks ass this update! Tbh I am going to make a post about the art more generally as I’ve noticed some big changes recently (and some slow changes that are very apparent when jumping back) so for today I’ll just say: look at this super cool art of John exploring LOWAS on page 1395. He’s so clearly questing in a way that the sprite just can’t represent. I would get this framed for my wall.

I’m delighted to get a longer conversation with CG, who I’ve named Reggie. They’re actually fun and creative with their trolling techniques here, and knowing what they look like means I get to imagine this little grey kid grinding their fangs as they tap away on their keyboard furious at a comparatively sweet and clueless guy. They look like a goofy nerd whose bark is way worse than their bite.

‘IT WOULD MAKE ME SICK TO MY HUMAN STOMACH IF I HAD ONE OF YOUR HUMAN STOMACHS’ is VERY funny. Reggie feels similar to the Felt and Midnight Crew in being so over-the-top in their violence that it loops back around to being funny. And John’s reactions are good too – he’s not upset at the trolling like Jade is, he’s hilarious and willing to turn Reggie’s snark back on them. Their willingness to play off each other definitely increases the ‘enemies to lovers’ feeling of this Valentine’s Day conversation.

It is interesting that Rose accepted GA’s offer to be friends (p.1093), and now Reggie is telling John that they’re friends in the future (p.1394). So suddenly the trolls, who act and look textbook malicious at first, are trying to play nice. Are the trolls setting this up in order to double cross the kids in the future? Or are the trolls trying to incorporate the kids into their group and get them to follow some sort of dark trolling agenda? Or are they also just outcast alien kids who troll people because they’re lonely and want some attention? Hard to say when we have only heard from three of them.

There is something amazing about PM’s sword previously being used for vengeance (p.844, 870) and this time when she tries to do similar, she’s interrupted by WV who convinces her to use it to open cans and share food instead. WV may be from the dark kingdom but he feels like a peacemaker between the light and dark sides, refusing to fight against either PM or AR. I mean he is literally followed around by the light of serenity. And now he sits between PM and AR and shares his food and Tab and they all become friends, which honestly, is amazing mayoral work. Solving disputes in the town already. I really think he could build a town just like Spades Slick did.

This view of Dave’s city is cool too, I love the color of the sky! He straight up lies by saying ‘i always keep birds in here its sort of my thing’ (p.1400) and calling it sincere, considering his earlier bird-free room (p.312). He is on way too many layers of irony to decode (i.e. he just says whatever bullshit comes to mind that might be funny with no regard for whether it’s true or false). Which is soooo great for getting to know his character (also he should stop saying slurs).

However, I can see why Dave is annoyed by Rose here. Like he does kind of bring this all on himself by being so ironic all the time and talking about how ‘cool’ his brother apparently is, but, it’s gotta be hard when he’s been telling Rose about fighting his brother on the roof and she’s dismissing that he went through a lot to get the beta to save her, when Jade had it literally handed to her. Rose doesn’t know the details so I’m not mad at her, but it still can’t be easy for Dave to hear that dismissal from a friend.

I do feel like Rose and Jade have this alliance in seeing themselves as the two who know what’s going on, with the combined power of Jade’s visions and Rose’s perceived high intelligence. This whole update is very gender roles but this does evoke page 838, where Rose is far more aware of Jade’s powers and the type of information she has access to than John or Dave are.

Meanwhile in Dave and John land...

TG: i should probably text him soon TG: see whats up TG: because TG: i love him

Straight up adorable. Don’t even pretend to me that there’s a shred of irony in this. I love how close these guys are. This is sort of the first declaration of love in Homestuck unless you count John’s telling Liv Tyler on his Armageddon poster that he loves her (p.223).

We specifically don’t get to see Rose’s conversation with a troll (yet), but I think we can assume she’s talking to GA, probably the only troll she respects enough to prioritize over Dave. We also don’t see where in the Medium Rose is; John assumes that she’s also in the Land of Wind and Shade, but according to Rose, ‘It’s hard to say for certain. But I think I like it here.’ (p.1402). If the Medium has four planets in between the light and dark (p.703) (holy shit half the story ago) then it makes sense for the players to all start on different planets and have to find each other, so we could be getting ANOTHER super aesthetically cool land within the next few weeks. Or teased repeatedly until the end of the act, who knows.

The puppets (including a wizard puppet) clinging to the totem lathe on page 1403 is a very good gag. Also, ‘eggy loking thign’ (p.240) spotted here in the menu?? Implying a limited set of Sburb entry items?? Also 2,000 starting build grist for Jade to use compared to 20 for Rose, and a bunch more gizmos and gadgets available to deploy, including a disc with a piece of green grist (?) and two devices shaped like captchalogue/strife cards; a further tease of what’s to come.

Finally, I’m so glad Hussie agrees with me that there’s no fucking way Jade knows how to clean a house. Even if she has absorbed gender roles and sees cleaning as a woman’s activity (p.1405) she definitely was not taught to do that and designed some kind of robot to do it for her.

#homestuck #reaction #adiosToreador is definitely named Wayne #as for grimAuxiliatrix? definitely a Cool Name like Carson #chrono

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waynes-multiverse · 1 day ago

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Oh, for sure they shipped that kid off to Mrs. Brooks as soon as she fainted. Ben probably threw him outta the car on the way home lol. And he had definitely developed a hatred for the bedroom door 😂🩷

snorts What a good comeback, though surprised Ben acknowledged that so easily. 😝

Haha I actually gave Rehab a reread to get a feel for them again, and he grew increasingly more self-deprecating toward the end 😆 (He also knows that arguing about this with his wife who literally knows would be useless lol)

God I'm so relieved!! You had me going there for a while. 😭 But with your promise of a happy ending here I held onto my seat and kept calm.

Honestly, my heart couldn't have taken it either after everything I've put them through 🙈💕

Also I love that eating enough to feed a small army was part of her recuperation lolll. Talk about ravenous -- but I have a feeling she's craving something else now. 😏❤️‍🔥

Bahaha yes, it's been a while for both of them 😏 At least she's not a supe anymore, and Ben can relax a little more 😂🔥

LOLL honestly I'm kind of with him on that one. Why is everything labelled a "kink" nowadays? 🤣🤣🤣

Oh, so true! Thank you gramps for saying what we can't 😂 (But seriously, breeding kink used to be just baby fever. Like, am I wrong??? lol)

Wayne omggg! Seeing your note at the end, I DO remember sending you that Ask!! I'm so happy to see it done here because it's absolutely perfect for these two and this moment. Thank you for using the idea! 🥹💓 Deep down, Gramps just wants to be made love to, and you gave him his heart's desire. 😘

So happy you enjoyed what I did with it! Thank you so much for giving me that prompt, Alex!! I really could see this for them, especially since they've been more on the wilder, experimental side, so this was a nice switch and they seemed to both really need that. Not me getting sappy explaining goddamn smut lmao 😭😭

*snorts* 🤭😏 I see you, Wayne.

Also on brand that he'd be such an ungrateful whiny sourpuss on his birthday. 🙄

Ikr? 😂 And I genuinely think it was all the reasons you mentioned. Getting older, being over birthdays in general because it's been goddamn too many, and then no super blow job?! Tsk, poor man-child...

YES. I have this headcanon too, that this is the only way to manipulate him into doing what you want. Especially when he's being a prima donna. 🤣

Hahaha totally! This is why we're still the smarter gender, even though we forget feminism with SB 🤣🤣

GOD he's so dumb for this loll. That's actually a really cute way to tell hubby you have a bun in the oven. 🥹

I broke down laughing writing this because I could see him totally not catching on 😂😂 (Also when has that man actually ever seen a pregnancy test from this century? lol)

But I thought the idea was sweet. I've seen a couple of people do this in reels over the years, and men generally take forever to read a test correctly (and its implications lol). I swear the video I made of my husband still makes me laugh so hard because he had no fucking clue what I was trying to tell him 🤣🤣

(And I have a few more drabbles planned for them, including Benny 🥰)

Thank you so much for reading and all your sweet comments, friend!! 🥹🩵🩷 I honestly can't wait for a little reading break after this and dive into your HC about Man Flu because I feel that title in my bones lmfao 😂

Lover – Part 3

Series Summary: Free from his past, Ben’s trying to move on and find a little drop of happiness in this new world. But when he finally holds everything he ever wanted in his hands, it threatens to slip through the cracks, and he has to fight one final time with everything he’s got to keep it.

🫡 Catch up here! Sequel to Rehab & Video Games.

Pairing: Soldier Boy/Ben x female!Reader

Warnings: 18+ due to language & mature themes, established relationship, Soldier Boy x wife!reader, human!Soldier Boy, the fluffiest of fluff, the smuttiest of smut (watch out for the breeding kink lol) 😉

Word Count: 3.2k

A/N: Happy Valentine's Day to you all, loves! 💕 Thank you so much for all your wonderful comments over the last few days. I've seen and appreciate them all and will catch up with you guys over the weekend 🥰 For now, excuse this poor mama, 'cause she is fucking beat 😂

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Part 3: Lovestruck

Three fucking days he had waited in front of that goddamn door.

He slept in front of that door, ate in front of that door, and he silently panicked in front of that door. He hated that fucking door, had raging murder fantasies about it, but he never, ever opened said fucking door, no matter how much his fingers were twitching. Mostly because every time his hand did wrap around the knob, she’d yell at him to ‘stay the fuck out.’

Ben only unwillingly complied.

But when the quiet came and all other noises stopped, he finally dared to set a foot inside. The bedroom looked normal, even if disarrayed – but the bathroom surely needed a fucking remodel.

All that remained of their bathtub was a solidified puddle of acrylic. There was also a hole in the floor – burned right through the tiles. He’d wondered why it’d been so cold in there till he'd noticed the giant hole in the wall too that gave a perfect view of their backyard. But he found Y/N resting and curled up on the cool, white tiles – alive.

His heart might have fucking soared higher than an eagle.

When Ben asked her how she felt, she only replied with “Like I fucking survived D-Day.”

At that, Ben had snorted and said, “At least one of us did.”

And when they were both sure the worst was over and she wouldn’t turn the car into bubbling liquid as well, Ben finally drove her to a hospital. She was still weak, mostly from not eating a thing in four days. The doctors thought she must’ve had a severe case of the flu, gave her an IV drip with plenty of nutrients, and then released her after a few tests.

She’s been exhausted since then, drifting in and out of dreamland as he holds her in his embrace. She begins to stir again, and soon enough, she glances tiredly up at him through her eyelashes and gives him a lazy smile when she realizes he’s still here, exactly where he was hours ago when she last woke up.

“How late is it?” she asks and stretches a little in his arms but only ends up snuggling closer to him.

“Close to three,” he replies, and judging by the darkness outside their bedroom window, she guesses he doesn’t mean in the afternoon. “How are you feeling?”

Y/N almost breaks a smile. She can’t remember if he had ever asked this much about her well-being before. Her little brush with death might have shaken his steeled core more than she’d initially figured, and her heart swells slightly at the thought.

Sometimes, she still thinks he only keeps her around because he doesn’t know any better. It’s like getting an abused dog from the shelter – you never know if they really love you or if they only tolerate you because you’re nice enough to feed them.

He’s a creature of habit, after all.

But the affection and genuine worry gleaming in his pine green eyes tells her he might see more in her than that – whatever the hell that is.

“Better.” She nods, letting her fingers trace patterns around the golden freckles on his chest. Much better, she thinks as she feels the familiar heat pool between her legs. She bites down on her lower lip and presses herself closer to his perfectly toned and muscular body. It’s been too long since she’s worshipped every fucking glorious inch of him. “I think the fried chicken and noodles helped,” she adds with a small grin.

He chuckles – but not at her words. He can feel how she’s rubbing her thighs together now to get a little friction.

“Oh, I’m sure the burger, fries, sushi, and tacos helped, too,” he teases her. He came this close to entering her in one of those eating competitions as he watched her empty take-out container after container.

“Don’t forget the churros.” She giggles, and on cue, she rolls fully on top of him and straddles his waist, spreading featherlight kisses along the paths her fingers trailed.

“Not surprising. I already know how much you can stuff in that fucking mouth, doll.” Ben’s wide smirk is full of pride, and it causes her to giggle.

To make his point even clearer, his massive hands smooth down her sides and grip the globes of her ass, grinding her core against his proudly standing member. She mewls into the crook of his neck when she feels how fucking hard he is already. He lets out a grunt that carries the same desperate need to be inside of her as two of his thick fingers delve into her tight channel without much of a warning.

“Fucking drenched,” he mutters appreciatively as she arches her back with another moan on top of him. His free hand winds itself in her hair, giving it a slight tug that parts her lips with a pleasurable hiss as he drags her closer to his face. His amusement doesn’t fade, though, nor do his fingers in her pussy as he works her into a frenzy. “Sure you’re ready enough for the big guns, baby girl?”

She giggles breathily at his relentless teasing. “I’m literally about to come any second now,” she replies, soon followed by a harsh bite of her lip when his calloused thumb finds her clit. “Fuck…”

“Oh, I don’t think you fucking are.” Ben smirks and withdraws his fingers from her heat in the same breath. He laughs a little when she falls against his chest with a whimper of real loss.

Her hand finds his length between their burning bodies and wraps around it, already dragging his tip through her dripping folds. But Ben only entertains her plans for a second before snatching her wrist and pulling her away from him.

She whines this time and looks up at him. “Dear God, what do you want?” A laugh rumbles through his chest at the exasperation on her face. “I’ll do anything you want, anywhere you want. Just tell me. What’s Soldier Boy’s deepest, darkest fantasy, huh?”

Ben knows she’s teasing him, and a smile of amusement twitches on his lips, but a part of him actually seriously considers her question.

“What?” Her brow knits curiously as she observes the contemplative purse of his pillowy lips. “It’s okay. You can tell me,” she assures him and grins cheekily. “How fucking dirty is it?”

Ben swipes his tongue over his teeth and subtly swallows the lump in the back of his throat. He doesn’t reply instantly, however, pulling her ear to his lips as he whispers his little wish.

When he’s done, she blinks at him in surprise (and a hint of amusement). She certainly hasn’t expected that, but she places a loving kiss on his lips. The asshole can be charmingly sweet once in a blue moon.

“You sure about that?” she checks, but her tone is more than a little teasing. “There’s a lot of kinks to pick from.”

“Why does your generation always have to label fucking everything? It’s fucking sex. That’s it.” He huffs a bit too defensively, and she tries her best to muzzle her laugh. “What’s fucking wrong with it?”

“Nothing,” she assures him, giggling, and tries to soothe the furious lines of offense on his brow with little kisses. “It’s just surprising. It’s usually what super-old, married couples do.”

“Well, there you go,” he retorts. “I’m super fucking old and married. You’re gonna keep fucking chit-chatting or are you gonna do it now?”

“Fine, I’ll make love to you,” she relents with a smirk as she voices his little secret out loud.

“Jesus fuck!” He throws his head back into the pillow with a theatric eye roll.

His patience has run out. He grabs her fast and rough and flips them both over in a blink of an eye, her back landing in the plush mattress with a bubble of giggles. His weight presses down on her and deliciously threatens to squeeze the air from her lungs.

“Let me show you how it’s fucking done, my love,” Ben says with a cocky smile and begins to ravage a path of destruction down her throat. She’s sure she’ll be more colorful than a rainbow in the morning.

His teeth nib on her skin, hands pawing at the only clothing item that still covers her body from him, soon tearing the shirt over her head. His mouth stops attacking her clavicle then, green eyes focusing on her tits with a rising smirk.

“There’s my girls. Daddy’s home…”

Before she can even reply with a laugh at his comment, his mouth is swallowing her left tit, tongue roughly swirling over her nipple till it peaks against his wet muscle. She moans and arches off the mattress when his other hand massages, palms, and squeezes her other breast with the same fervent hunger.

Her hands find purchase on his strong upper arms, bicep flexing underneath her pads. His mouth devoutly licks lower and lower down her belly. She can feel his smirk rise against her skin the further he travels before his tongue dives straight into her folds.

“Fuck!” Her hips instantly buck forward, everything below her belly button clenching at the welcome intrusion.

And God, that man is skilled when it comes to sex. If he takes nothing else in his life seriously, this is his goddamn Olympics. He always gives it his all, just aiming for that gold medal over and over again.

It’s why she honestly forgives him for most of the shit he does or says, and she’s pretty sure he knows it, too.

His arms wrap around her thighs and pull her even closer against his sinful mouth. Her ankles cross behind his head, calves resting on those broad shoulders that seem to be made just for that purpose. Her toes tease his scalp, scratch the back of his head that cause little groans of his against her center that sound both submissive and primal, as if it's the most natural thing to give his everything to her.

His nose deliciously rubs her clit, and then the bastard fucking inhales and sucks the air right out of her when his lips seal around her bundle of nerves. She cries out his name, her cunt clenching with aching emptiness.

“Don’t worry. I know what you need,” Ben hums against her mound and shoves two thick fingers into her wet channel. “So fucking tight. You think you can take three? It’s been a while. Gotta get you into shape again…”

Fucking Olympics.

His digits then pump her so purposefully, mouth sucking her so religiously, she soon soars so fucking high she can see fucking Cupid himself. Her head falls back into the clouds when that fucking arrow hits, and she falls apart under his binding spell.

She thinks she might have passed out there for a second or two. When she steals a glance south, he still works her zealously through her glorious high as her pussy grips his fingers so tight she’s baffled they don’t break.

If she still had been a supe, they would’ve have.

And my God, she knows Ben’s never wasteful, not with his drugs nor with her arousal, but the way his tongue cleans her and licks his own fingers reaches a new level of obscenity she hasn’t witnessed before.

He acts like he’s been fucking parched for decades, and her juices are the elixir of life.

Then, when there's not a drop left to drink, and only then, does he decide to resurface with the laziest and proudest fucking smirk she’s ever seen. He leans so close to her face their foreheads touch, and she can smell her own scent in his glistening beard before he makes her taste herself, too.

“You’re still the same shithead.” She smirks breathlessly, her tits heaving as she breaks from the kiss. His chuckles fill her soul. She cards her fingers through his beard and brushes the hair back that falls into his mesmerizingly green eyes. “You’re gonna make love to me now?”

A smile widens on his plump and swollen lips, even at the hint of teasing in her voice, but he doesn’t respond with words, only nods and claims her lips in a blazing kiss. He angles his hips between her thighs then and spreads her legs further apart as they secure around his middle.

His lips leave hers and force her eyes open, staring straight into his. There’s an abundance of devotion and love in the lush greens that fill her heart. He makes her fucking feel it – every goddamn thing she is to him.

She feels his love when their fingers interlace and he pins them above her head. She feels his dedication with every thick, long inch he pushes inside of her. And she feels his fucking loyalty with each deliberate stroke.

He doesn’t rush, even keeps the dirty talk to a minimum. This is just for her.

It’s his fucking Olympics.

But most of all, she sees their vows shimmering in his eyes and knows he’ll never fucking break them.

“I love you,” she moans breathily into his ear, wounding herself tighter around him. She’s fucking close, ready for that next arrow with his name on it to pierce right through her heart.

He smirks a little in response, like he’s been waiting to hear it first. “Trust me. I fucking love you more,” he says, voice husky and thick with love. He emphasizes his promise with a snap of his hips, driving his cock right against her cervix. “Gonna pump a full fucking load deep into that little pussy till you’re fucking knocked up with a whole litter.”

Fucking shit. That should not turn her on as much as it does, but it’s hard to goddamn deny it when she comes right then and there as soon as he’s finished that filthy sentence.

“That’s it. Fucking milk my cock,” Ben rasps into her ear and feels his balls tighten when her pussy quakes around his shaft. “Like a fucking faucet,” he murmurs appreciatively and sucks marks into her neck. He’s missed making her his work of art, too.

When he spills his seed into her, hot and raw, he ensures their eye contact never breaks. He wants her to see what she’s fucking doing to him, how he falls apart just for her, too.

Two months later…

“What the fuck is taking you so long?” Ben stretches his neck and tries to peer into the kitchen. He begrudgingly eyes the green, glittery party hat on the dining table in front of him. “‘M not putting the fucking hat on, by the way.”

“Dude, you think it’s fucking easy lighting 108 candles on a fucking cake?” she retorts from the kitchen with a bit of bite before she strolls out with a sort of wonky buttercream cake, but the smile on her face is even brighter than the million candles.

“There’s no fucking way you put 108 candles on there,” Ben scoffs and grumpily crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back with a creak in his chair.

He’s been a bit of a party pooper all day. It also didn’t help when their son pointed that out at breakfast.

However, Ben probably shouldn’t have replied with: “Yeah, you would be too if your wife said no to blow.”

And yup, you bet your ass he woke her up bright and early in the morning, requesting she’d lick the snow off his dick. He’d termed it a super blow job and was rather disappointed when she'd declined.

“No, but I managed to get 53 on there, so it’s an A for effort,” she replies patiently. God, she needs so much fucking patience every day, but especially today.

“What fucking hippie school did you go to, huh?” Ben huffs and only encounters an annoyed frown when he looks at her.

“Blow out your fucking candles and make your wish, caveman,” she orders him dryly.

With a pissy eye roll, he does, puffing the life out of each little flame. “Are we fucking done with this now?”

Just then, the oven timer goes off, and Y/N straightens in the seat across from him.

“Uh, almost,” she says. “Got something in the oven. Can you check?”

“It’s my fucking birthday. How about you check yourself?” he retorts like a fucking princess.

“Ben, c’mon, I just spent six hours in the kitchen, baking you that cake,” she argues.

“Surprising it took six hours for this fucking thing,” Ben mutters, and she’s about to goddamn choke him.

Patience is a virtue, patience is a virtue…

“Baby, please, my feet hurt really bad.” She pouts, and he finally gets up with a deep sigh. She smiles wickedly.

“The oven isn’t even fucking on!” Ben yells soon from the kitchen. “And there’s nothing fucking inside!”

“Are you sure?” she acts as best as she can. “I thought I put something on the baking sheet.”

She listens to the clattering metal before a beat of silence follows. She’s sure his brows are densely knit in confusion (and frustration) at this point.

“What the fuck is this? Why would you put a fucking plastic stick in there?” The question finishes when he returns to the dining room, a small, white stick still in hand. He then holds it to his nose. “Why the fuck does it smell like piss?”

“Because I fucking peed on it,” she responds but sees he’s still not fully catching on.

“Ew! Why the fuck would you put that in the fucking oven?!” His brow furrows so comically she tries her hardest to stifle her laughter.

God, she hopes the kid gets her brains.

“Why is there a fucking smiley on it?”

“Because you’re supposed to be fucking happy, you moron,” she says.

“Why would I be fucking happy over a piss stick? Not exactly the fucking Rolex I wanted, is it?”

“Ben.”

His green eyes narrow at her and then blink. “Wait…”

“Yup.”

“Are you–“

“Yup.”

The stick in his hand drops to the floor before he scoops her up into his arms so fast she feels slightly dizzy from the motion. Happily, her legs wrap around his waist and arms lock behind his neck. She kisses him deeply, and he kisses her back with the same passionate devotion.

He squeezes his eyes shut a little tighter, forcing the tears to stay in, but she can still see the remnants of them when she draws back from his lips.

“I’m pregnant,” she says in case he still needed the verbal confirmation.

“Best fucking birthday ever,” he replies, swallowing the fucking lump in his dry throat.

She grins mischievously. “Told you it would be a good one, but no super blow jobs for a while.”

He snorts a chuckle. “Got it. I’ll take the regular ones, too.”

Ben once used to hate everything, his heart, much like the Grinch’s, a few sizes too small for anything else. But now, there’s barely enough space in his chest to contain it all. These days, he certainly considers himself a lover of all things life has to fucking offer.

The End 💕

Didn't I fucking say I would fix it?! Well, there ya go! Sid and Nancy got a happy end 🌅❣️

Do you guys think Ben wished for a baby or a fucking Rolex when he blew out those candles? 😂

(@zepskies 💜 – Not sure you remember this, but you sent me this ask for Dirty Drabbles about a year ago lol: What if Ben's girlfriend/wife/partner agrees to help fulfill one of his dirty fantasies. She's fully prepared for it to be insane (a la Ben), but what he requests is actually something surprisingly sweet (in its own way lol) And I immediately had this for this miniseries in mind! It fit those two perfectly!! 🥰🫶)

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not to mention the entire antaam fleet like 😭 that was the PERFECT moment to show off what the lords could do!!! The antaam fucked over rivain, theyve been a thorn in the whole nations side for a long time now, they would not pass up a chance for payback via full scale naval warfare so that the veilguard can do what they need to!! Sure dreadnoughts are dangerous but at this point they probably have tricks up their sleeve, thats one of the few things they have!

also wouldn't it be personal because does solas not try to blow up kont-aar because he's trying to 5d chess tevinter and the qunari into destroying each other. like. i know technically this would not be incredible widespread news because the attack was stopped, but i don't think the wonderful citizens of kont-aar would have missed the tsunami that nearly hit them and the shockwave that actually hit them. rumors go around. and i assume irian/vadis tell varric. who i think would tell isabela. who would tell the group she leads. who would care because ofc, they LIVE IN RIVAIN, and now know that solas and his followers thinks they can trade rivaini lives* to further his plans.

*while i also think there's probably a divide between kont-aar and the rest of the nation, it's one that the rivaini love to jump across and back over. an interesting comparison to be made here with most of rivain having similar sentiments towards dairsmuid and the chantry. like this is the country specifically mentioned to have a lot of citizens who follow the qun/are non-andrastian + it being MUCH more multicultural and accepting than other nations. any attack on rivain, even if it's a qunari settlement, would fan a lot of flames that solas cannot put out so the idea of trying to him taking multiple steps back because he didn't realise how intensely the qun/rivaini/lords would react is very fun for me. it would have been soo interesting for rivain to be a hub for efforts against solas because of how it's not influenced by andrastianism, how he (or his agents) specifically fucked them over, and (maddeningly for solas) also part of this resistance has spirits who willingly guide them against him. this could have even been a plot device where the door goes both ways and solas finds out rook's plans because he manages to eavesdrop through a seer or something.

and on the spirits. all the stuff where the mourn watch regularly communicates with spirits could have been done with rivain as well, and with different takes on being 'friendly' with spirits. iirc there's a spirit in the hall of valor which is so interesting but it's literally just there for flavour text. THERE'S A SPIRIT IN THE HALL OF VALOR THAT DOES NOTHING BESIDES LIKE. SAY HI. ??? bioware i would have liked to see more spirits and seers and the matriarchal pantheists you have talked about please. and also the idea of the peaceful qunari settlement being pushed to protect the country they are part of and what that means for them as qunari vs. rivaini. taash's storyline could have contributed to this . so A LOT less about choosing a side, more about how kont-aar has developed, changed, how rivain has influenced it and what it means to be qunari. not the qunari agents and fighters that we have seen, but their 'civillian' way of life in kont-aar.

complete waste not seeing any of established lore reflected in the lords of fortune or rivain because i stupidly actually thought we were going to see some kind of settlement and be introduced to a very different cultural norms.. in my beautiful mind i like to think taash is a little taken aback by how badly mages/elves/etc are treated. like they understood it was different outside of rivain (they would have been young when the dairsmuid circle annulment happened right? so they don't 'remember' it themself, they likely heard others talking about it when they're old enough to understand) but until they actually saw what was happening first hand, they had a weird dissonance about it. but what we got was a deserted beach, ties to another faction (wardens are fine!! they are great !!!! the fourth blight is interesting!!!! yet they are not the faction with a lack of info about them!!!!!) and also the hall of valor that exists as flavor text with nothing meaningful behind it besides a pub used in a few cutscenes and a minigame.

#it's just hard to discuss the qunari in general when it is so obviously written to be quote unquote bad #and theyre like. in veilguard. really just reduced to being an invading force. which they were before. but there's literally nothing else #not a single character that explains more about the qun or how it operates + the game presenting choices about taash #that obviously lean towards favoring rivain. god knows why. its not like we know enough about it to choose it #even a quick peek into a rivaini lifestyle would have been helpful. all we know are from lorebooks !!!!#its actually like. 'qun would have made taash into a weapon/they are actively invading treviso/theyre working w ghil+el/shathaan' etc #and then on rivain's side the points are just 'umm. well the lords are super nice. and love freedom... and its also NOT qunari!'#there ARE reasons to pick rivain just none of them are in the fuck ass game. no one who doesnt read the books would know this shit #does anyone know why the antaam are acting outside of their orders. i dont rmb if this was explained or if its supposed to be like #a very severe response to solas and defying orders to 'deal' with a threat?#but god. kont-aar as it exists is so interesting. maybe elements of like .#'the main qun ignore the changes in kont-aar/rivain because it's such an important part of their trade' situation. idk #i just cant see a lot of the extremely rigid qun followings actually meshing with this extremely 'accepting' culture that is in rivain #eg. rivaini seers allowing possessions vs. sareebas #but its said that the rivaini pantheists actually have lots in common with the teachings of the qun (?)#and again. its peaceful. most of the issues that are mentioned in games/etc are to do with the ORLESIAN chantry causing issues in rivain #so it just. makes me think. maybe things have changed and there's a blind eye to whatever happens in kont-aar #or if there are more hostilities or issues caused by their differing beliefs then it would be good to fucking like. hear about it #plus the qun in general is just. worldbuilding standpoint is like. what. im not a guy who knows too much about this part of da lore so #i had to fact check a few things while writing this response and some of the answers were like #just so unbelievable that im choosing to do whatever i want #anyways. sorry. got out of hand. let me know if anything i said isnt true #its entirely possible. my knowledge of rivain is patchwork but this is probably to do with the fact there's not a lot. yeah #god. i have to stop talking now. thank u anon for agreeing w me. sorry u asked me about the lords and i took it as an excuse #to air out my issues w rivain. because tyche was partially built up around that and then none of it even mattered #veilguard spoilers #answered #rivain

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