#i don’t honestly vibe too much with some of the introspection but

[honeyvettel]

new skin for the old cerimony | marcnaia, 5k, angst, hurt/comfort, smut

marcnaia brainrot alive and real !!!

[torawro]

LIKE SPECKS OF SUNLIGHT IN THE EARLY MORN. ( p. a.)

portgas d. ace & marine!fem!reader.

cw ━━ ! minors, ageless and blank blogs DO NOT INTERACT. reader is written / portrayed as a black woman but you do not have to imagine it as such! everyone is welcome to read <3 reader wears glasses, and is a marine stationed on an unnamed island at a base along the grand line. ‘lazy morning’ / ‘morning after’ kind of vibes so, a bit of pillow talk (?) . references to smut & making love (it already happened). contains some angst & angsty themes throughout (i.e., ace dealing with his self esteem issues, low self worth, etc..) otherwise it’s supposed to be fluffy ( the quiet, somber kind i think ) ! descriptions of kissing & borderline making out. ace is kind of lovesick and clingy but it’s subtle-ish. lots of introspection and reflection on both him and the reader’s part. kind of based on mitski's "my love, mine all mine", definitely had that song on repeat as i wrote this. romantic and deeply poetic rhetoric but y’all already know that’s just how i write lol. told from omniscient point of view (third person). proofread this as i was feeling sleepy, so please excuse any mistakes or things that don’t make sense!

word count ━━ ! 3.9k

notes ━━ ! guess who's baaaaack.....! i know it's been a while since i have published any original work and i want to apologize for that. lately it's been difficult finding the energy to write something for more than five minutes and honestly, i think i just need to rediscover what drives me so i can tap into the zone more often. i missed it though, and hope i get to write more this year <3 anyway, first fic of 2025 and it feels right to make it about second commander of the whitebeard pirates, portgas d. ace. this fic is my late birthday 'gift' to him and something of a love letter because ohhhhh i miss my pookie bear so much :(( this entire idea started as just me thinking about kissing each of his freckles because i have the personal hc that he doesn't really like them, the reason for it is inherently tied to his distaste for his father and by extension himself :/ and then it just turned into this lmao. i hope ace doesn't behave too out of character here, as this is also my first time writing for him in any context, so pls be gentle with me. REBLOBS + COMMENTARY ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED.

IT WAS NOT THE LIGHT chirping of small birds that awoke you, nor was it the ringing of your biological clock telling you that the dawn was near. Instead it was a familiar tugging sensation within the pit of your stomach— the need to relieve yourself— that caused your eyes to peel themselves back slowly and with struggle, slumber from the previous night hasn’t been completely washed away yet.

It took your brain several more moments to dust off enough of its sleepy exhaustion before you attempted to sit up from your comfortable position in bed, but were immediately met with some light resistance.

The resistance in question was a long, muscled arm thrown around your soft torso, blackened ink of a tattoo staining the skin on its bicep. It was still too dark and you were still too tired to make out the sharp angles of the marking, but you knew what they were; your eyes have gazed upon it more times than you could count, and it has made a home in your memory.

That’s when your ears registered the rhythmic and almost nasal snores that flowed from the mouth of the man who held you so securely against his chest, and you almost smiled at how completely at ease and relaxed he seemed. 

At times like this, when things were still or you had a moment to yourself, you still could not wrap your head around the fact that you had gotten yourself involved with Portgas D. Ace— willingly at that. 

The first time was a fluke at best. That’s the excuse you were going to go with. You didn’t realize he was a pirate— an infamous pirate with hundreds of millions of Beri to his name— until your clothes were already halfway off and you were feverishly grinding down onto his lap like some touch-starved whore who’s been aching to feel something. That ‘fluke’ was one spurred on by alcohol, a particularly rough week at sea, and a sizable lapse in judgment, but you hadn’t felt that…… alive in a long time. But now, two years have passed since you have been seeing Ace in secret like this, and you have long since given up blaming it on a fragile emotional constitution further weakened by alcohol. You knew good and well what you were doing, and you could no longer deny the way your heart was constantly set aflutter whenever you spent any amount of time with him.

You did try your hardest to not let yourself enjoy how … domestic it all seemed: waking up next to him in the morning and falling asleep entangled with each other at night, having him hide out at your cozy apartment for days at a time, cooking him meals when you were relieved of your duties for the day. You wouldn’t— shouldn’t let yourself enjoy such content thoughts too much, because you also knew it could all be over in the blink of an eye. The world could be cruel that way if it wanted to.

But still, that didn’t mean you couldn’t be grateful for these moments. From what you could tell, Ace seemed to enjoy this arrangement as much as you did. And for now, that was enough.

Lightly wrapping your fingers around his wrist, you carefully lifted his arm from around you, moving slow so you wouldn’t wake him up. Once you’ve successfully loosened his hold, you sat upright, a muted ache shooting through your lower body as you shifted around to stand. The ache mostly resided in between your legs, and a flood of memories from just hours ago rushed over you at once, causing a tingling warmth to bloom underneath your skin. Ace had poured so much into you, it never failed to leave you equal parts stunned and breathless when you witnessed his passion overflow from the brim of his being. His hands, calloused palms that always ran hot, had been everywhere— your body could still feel the heat of where they had laid, caressed, groped, smacked, and squeezed. And you involuntarily jolted as you recalled where his fingers and lips had been, how it felt to be pressed so closely against him as he simultaneously took you apart. 

After another moment of being lost in your own reverie, you pulled yourself out of it and filed those memories away in a separate corner of your mind, so that you may more fully indulge in them later. As you carefully removed the blankets and climbed over the sleeping pirate, one bare foot had hardly hit the cool wooden floor before a hand wrapped itself around your wrist. 

A quiet grumbling noise vibrated from behind Ace’s lips, his eyes remained closed as he spoke, indicative that he was barely awake. “Wh…where y’goin’....?” His words were slurred and thick with sleep, his deep voice reaching the depths of your being to spark something to life in the pit of your belly. But you promptly ignored it for now. 

“To the bathroom, I gotta pee.”

He replied with another mumbling sort of noise, presumably one of acknowledgment or begrudging acquiescence— you couldn’t be sure. “M’kay, just . . . hurry back t’bed, will ya? M’cold.” 

You found amusement in the inherent irony of his claim that he was ‘cold’  when he always ran a little warmer than most— not to mention his devil fruit powers— but also in the fact that despite his urging you to take care of your business swiftly, he hasn't released his hold on your wrist yet. In fact, he tugged you a little closer to him, as if he was trying to pull you back into bed. 

A small smile began to curl at the corners of your lips as you moved to manually pry his fingers from your arm so you can make your way out of the bedroom and down the hall.

For the next several minutes, Ace was left alone. 

He stirred in his partially-awake state as he made himself comfortable again in bed, but one eye managed to pry itself open by a few millimeters. It was unfortunate he was roused from his deep  sleep, but he was sure he’d doze off again soon enough. 

From what he could see, the room was still dark for the most part, his surroundings washed in a rich, navy blue color, a telltale sign that the sun would rise within the next hour or so. Aside from the faint rustling coming from the bathroom, the air was occupied by a serene silence, meaning his innermost thoughts became that much more perceptible to his mind’s ear. 

Sometimes, a part of Ace felt like fate had shined upon him— just a little, just this once— when his mind mulled over his…unique relationship with you, and all the events that led up to this exact moment. He too understood the implications of seeing you like this, but he couldn’t find it within himself to let go and move on. There was just…something about you, something special. 

Even now, he still couldn’t quite understand why you were taking such a big risk and basically throwing your life away by getting comfortable with a pirate like him. The both of you came from two different worlds, the morals embedded within those worlds constantly pitted you against each other. 

But you willingly ignored them, and so did he. 

Perhaps that was the ‘special’ quality about you and this relationship that he still struggled to articulate, how pure and genuine it all felt— how you were. Either way, he was grateful that he wasn’t the only one being a little selfish. And every now and again, Ace might silently thank the universe for allowing him this one thing, even though he hasn’t, and probably never will do anything, to deserve it. 

The increasing volume of footsteps pulled Ace from his thoughts, and soon enough you reappeared in the doorway, making your way back to bed– back home in Ace’s arms.

Your lips parted in a yawn, putting your hand over your mouth to muffle the sound, before carefully climbing over the taller man to reclaim your spot next to him. Ace wasted no time encasing you against him once more, one arm laid lazily across your stomach and the other resting under your neck, acting somewhat as a pillow of sorts.

“...took too long,” the pirate muttered under his breath, the low, vibrating sound of his voice so close to your ear did nothing for your fiercely pulsating heart. It was the only organ in your entire body that seemed to be fully awake right now.

“I wasn’t even gone for that long, ya big baby. Prob’ly less than five minutes.” A soft sigh punctuated your reply, snuggling more into the toned front of Ace’s chest and abdomen as he adjusted the thick blankets over both of your bodies. The covers, as well as the gentle warmth radiating from his exposed skin, provided a steady stream of heat that battled against the crisp morning air, both sensations nearly enough to lull you back to sleep. You enthusiastically pushed aside the fact that you had to get up again in two and a half hours for your shift to patrol around the city.

“Shuddup, let’s go to sleep.” Ace grumbled, pulling you even closer to him so that very little space existed between both of you, and nearly nuzzling his face in the bonnet you wore on your head. A soundless chuckle rumbled within your chest, finding his sleepy and almost pouty tone both amusing and adorable.

However, despite his own request, and the fact that his own eyes were barely open, Ace was finding it difficult to once more quiet his thoughts enough to drift back to sleep. They were still a bit too loud and knocked against his skull too much. 

Such thoughts only seemed to intensify when both of his eyes managed to peel themselves open this time in order to observe your form next to him. From what he could see based on where he laid, Ace silently took note of how tranquil your expression was as your breathing began to even out, how long your eyelashes actually were without your glasses obscuring them, and the small birthmark on your cheek that he developed a habit of kissing. His dark eyes roamed across every inch of your face, and he relished in the soft flesh of your stomach underneath his fingertips, giving it a feather-light squeeze every now and again.

You were here with him— in this bed, hardly wearing anything at all, and practically clinging to the arm wrapped around your abdomen— bound together with a kiss on that fateful night two years ago. You wanted to be here, he knew that. So why was it he still had to wrestle with the phantoms of doubt in the darker sectors of his mind? Why did they haunt him so, and prevent him from just plainly accepting this for what it is? Accept that it was okay to indulge, okay to claim this one thing as his and his alone? He didn’t even claim his own father, but this— you? Oh, how he wanted to be greedy, he yearned for it. But something in him, some dark, caustic, unforgiving thing, made him feel like he shouldn’t.

But didn’t he deserve something nice too? Something that wasn’t, or could no longer be tainted by the wicked and unloving world they were born into?

Ace knew that you cared for him— quite a lot, more than you should. There was a four letter word he might have used to label the way in which you cared about him, and he about you, but he dare not say it. He dared not say it in fear that the universe would snatch it away the moment it left his lips, and reveal that it was only playing a heartless joke on him.

“Hey. Are you… okay? Okay with this, I mean.” The words left his lips without putting a real thought behind them, for his mind was preoccupied with trying to keep itself afloat above the sea of negative ones that tried to carry him off to a place he did not want to visit.

Your left eye opened, then your right, as if opening them would help you better process his sudden question. Your brows furrowed next, digging deeper into your forehead in order to figure out the hidden meaning behind his words— or if there was one to begin with. “I…this position is fine, and I’m comfortable. Unless you want to be closer to the window?” You replied with your own question, uncertainty of what he was asking about thick in your tone. And judging by the way his arm tightened around you by a fraction and the nearly inaudible sigh that left his lips, it became clear that’s not what he was truly asking.

“No, I meant…are you okay with us?” Ace’s already husky voice quieted even more, nearly tapering off into a whisper. But he was pressed close enough to you that you were still able to hear him loud and clear. Something about the way he phrased his question rang a silent alarm in your head, indicating that the forthcoming conversation was going to take a more solemn turn.

With that in mind you shifted in his arms, turning around so that you were now facing Ace directly, still so close that the tips of your noses nearly touched each other. His hold on you readjusted as a result, the tattooed arm once more staking its claim on your waist and effectively trapping you against his front. His sable tresses fell unceremoniously across his face, a few strands nearly covering one of his eyes. Your fingers didn’t miss the opportunity to brush them away. 

“Yes.” Your reply was simple, and you thought it important to make that clear first because something, an emotion you were unable to categorize, flickered in his still-hooded eyes. And something about it worried you. “I am more than okay with us. There isn’t another person I’d rather be with right now.” The fingers lingering on his skin suddenly became your entire palm, as you were now cupping the side of his face.

Ace burned even warmer here compared to the rest of his body, and you found physical comfort in the sensation. His skin seemed to ignite under your touch despite his sleepiness, and the dark-haired pirate was internally grateful that it was still quite dark in your room, so you were unable to see the light flush that was beginning to form underneath his freckled cheeks. 

“Why are you asking?” Your inquiry was as tender as your touch, and it made his chest ache. 

It took Ace several seconds to search for his next words and arrange them in a sentence, for your straightforward reply admittedly caught him off-guard. Now he was unsure if there was a need to continue at all.

But the specters of doubt were ever persistent.

“I just…” The words faded away on his tongue before he could say them and instead, your response rang loud in his head. 

‘There isn’t another person I’d rather be with right now’.

Did you mean that? Have you always felt that way? Did you just happen to say that because he asked a question, because somehow you knew that’s what something in his soul wanted to hear?

And then, Ace found his words again. “You can do better, you know.” His voice turned more gruff, rough around the edges, as if he had to forcefully tug those words from the back of his throat. As if it hurt to say that. “You could, if you wanted. You’re gorgeous. Intelligent, resourceful. You have a respectable career, and you can cook damn good.”

You released a soft chuckle at that last part, finding it comical how he always found a way to talk about how good your food was. But whatever uptick on your lips faded as soon as it came once Ace parted his lips to speak again.

“You don’t have to spend your time, money, or energy on someone like me. You didn’t have to spread those pretty legs of yours for me, either. Didn’t have to let me stay here whenever I come to town. You didn’t even have to let me sleep in this bed so close to you.”

He paused, the muscles laying against and wrapped around you tensed briefly, his eyelashes met the apples of his cheeks when he allowed his eyes to close for a moment. When he opened them again, he found it harder to look at you— if he did, he might crumble away. “You could do better than a pirate like me, who has nothing going for himself except for instability, anger and…and hate. So, why?”

The next words reverberated in the air without Ace even having to say them. Why choose me? Why risk all of that for me?

Similarly, something throbbed uncomfortably within your chest as you listened to him speak, even after he finished and silence descended upon the both of you. 

You could only wonder where this line of questioning originated from. It was uncharacteristic of Ace to voice thoughts of this nature, even more so when there was no prior word or action to lure them forward. You continued to observe him in the quiet, not even realizing that you had been softly caressing his cheek all this while until your hand came to a halt.

Why? Why were you with Ace, entangled in every sense of the word and jeopardizing the life you’ve built for yourself for his sake? The answer seemed so simple, but not as much now that you had to consciously think about it; you somehow struggled to put it into words. 

Ace was like the rays of sunlight that peeked through heavy drapes in the early morning— much like they would soon be in a few hours— or like the flickering flames of a small fire that offered you solace on an unkind wintery night. He was warm and intense, but mellow and tender at the same time, in his own way. He offered you comfort when you needed it, stirred up something in you when you wanted it, brightened your life when you didn’t even realize how dull and monochrome it was. Ace was…

“Allow me to offer a question of my own. Why are you taking an equally significant, if not greater risk, just to curl up in my bed with me? Why come back so often to this town, risking capture, if only to hold me close, eat the food I make, and to make love to me?”

Your inquiries seemed to tug you forward, motivating you to scoot a little closer to Ace so that there was hardly even an iota of space existing in between your faces. His breath hitched quietly in his chest at that, more so when you leaned forward and simply placed your lips on his cheek, right on top of the dozens of prominent and faded freckles that resided there. Something about the gesture felt intentional— like you did not kiss his face, but the light specks on top of it. And thinking about it like that made his taut chest twinge again in a manner he could not describe right now.

Your breaths against his flesh were soft and leveled, and successfully fanned the flames of an even pinker flush to blossom across his visage.

He struggled to give you a coherent answer to your questions because his inner thoughts seemed to reset every time your plush lips came in contact with his face— all gentle like he would break if you applied too much pressure. He never associated that word with himself before, nor had anyone else in his entire life.

So why did he do it? Why did he do any of it? Why was he so attached to you, to your existence, your presence, and everything that reminded him of you? 

Ace knew the answer. 

He fears he’s known it for some time now.

But would it be right— would it be okay to label it with the word that was sitting on his tongue? Did he truly have the capacity to bear the weight of it? Would this blissful reality he found himself nestled in start to unravel the moment he said it? Would the universe truly let him have this one thing to himself, forever?

A feathery, open-mouthed kiss from you onto his nose cut off his thoughts, but confirmed his answer. 

A bleary sort of smile, edges softened by his affection for you, tugged the corners of Ace’s mouth upwards. The hand that encased your waist traveled further downwards to take the meat of your thigh in its grasp, and toss it over his own hips. He had slung your leg over himself in an attempt to hold your bodies inexplicably closer, the feeling of his fingers gliding lazily across your exposed skin caused your pulse to quicken.

“I understand. Thank you.” 

Within another second or two, his mouth eventually met with yours. His lips and yours seamlessly molded together, like they were two carved parts of the same whole. It was a slow, saccharine thing, ultimately leading your fingertips to slide back and thread themselves through his dark locks, and the calloused, hot palm on your thigh to grip the area ever tighter— as if you’d evaporate if he didn’t do so.

Ace loved you— was in love with you. His heart thrummed against his chest when he tossed that fact around in his head, gradually accepting it to be true as he steadily deepened the kiss.

He murmured those three words into your mouth after languidly coaxing it open with his tongue so the wet muscle could slither inside and make a home there. It was barely intelligible, but somehow you knew what he’d said. Such a declaration was only reserved for you, so of course you recognized it. Ace didn’t even want the words to linger in the air, lest the universe heard what he had said. He still thanked it though, grateful to whatever deities thrusted you into his path that night so that he could have this moment with you, and build similar ones like this hereafter.

You reciprocated it, quietly sighing the words back into him and he eagerly swallowed them up, giving your thigh an affectionate squeeze in response.

Briefly, you pulled back, but only by a millimeter— not wanting the cold air of the early morning to catch you yet— and your palm ended up on Ace’s jaw. The pad of your thumb brushed over the sheet of freckles with no particular pattern or rhythm, and you absently thought about how they might be your favorite feature on his entire body. As if to emphasize this point, you pressed a lingering kiss onto its surface again, and for a moment, Ace thought he might shut down. He simply could not comprehend the loving nature behind such a simple act, or why it affected him so; all he could do was offer a small, fond grin.

Time still marched forward, but it graciously allowed the pair of lovers to bask in each other for a little while longer. The sky’s hue would slowly shift from a deep navy blue to a slightly brighter one, causing the dimness of the room to inch back into its corners for the day. The sunlight would soon come.

( # ) @icy-spicy @triangularz @pookieace @ichore @valentineluvu

[gossamer-veil]

🃏✨ Divination: More Than Just "Mystical BS" ✨🔮

Okay, so here’s the thing about divination—whether it’s tarot, runes, scrying, or whatever tool you vibe with, it doesn’t have to be magic for it to be meaningful. Even if you’re skeptical (like me), there’s something deeply human about interpreting symbols and connecting dots where none might technically exist. Let me explain. 👇

🌌 Divination as a Mirror for the Mind

The real power of divination isn’t necessarily in predicting the future or channeling cosmic truths (though hey, some people really believe in that, and I respect it!). It’s about engaging in a process of introspection and meaning-making. Think about it:

When you pull a tarot card, it’s like holding up a mirror to your subconscious.

When you interpret runes or look for patterns in tea leaves, your brain is doing this wild thing where it connects abstract ideas to your personal experiences.

Even something random, like flipping a coin for “yes” or “no,” makes you confront your desires—you’ll feel a twinge of relief or disappointment before the coin lands. That’s telling, isn’t it?

🧠 Your. Brain. Loves. Patterns!! (can't repeat it enough)

Our brains are wired to see meaning in randomness—it’s called apophenia, and it’s why we spot faces in clouds or shapes in the stars. Divination taps into that same part of the brain, but instead of random clouds, you’re working with symbols that have been charged with cultural or personal significance for centuries.

For example:

The Death card in tarot doesn’t literally mean death most of the time (sorry, Hollywood). It often represents transformation, endings, or change. Seeing that card in a reading might make you think, “What’s changing in my life right now?” And boom—you’ve started a deep convo with yourself.

🪞 The Real "Magic" Is Self-Reflection

Divination gives you the space to slow down, focus, and ask yourself questions you might not otherwise. Whether you believe it’s the universe guiding you or just your own mind speaking through symbols, the act of interpreting is where the power lies. It’s not about “truth” in a literal sense; it’s about perspective.

And let’s be real: we live in a world that loves to overwhelm us with too much. Taking time to shuffle some cards or toss some bones feels… grounding. Like a ritual of clarity in the chaos. 🕯️✨

🌠 Do You Have to Believe? Nope.

You don’t have to buy into the woo-woo aspect of divination to get something out of it. You just have to be open to reflecting on what the symbols make you feel or think. It’s not about the “future” or “fate”; it’s about the now and the stories we tell ourselves to make sense of it all.

So yeah, divination isn’t total BS—at least, not in the way people think. It’s less about magic and more about the mystery of the human mind. And honestly? That’s just as cool. 🌌💭

[superfallingstars]

Ok how about a Yule ball afterparty in Gryffindor tower?

(From Remus-poopin) (why am I signing my tumblr anons like letters)

send me playlist prompts!

Me from the future after writing this whole thing: What a fun and innocuous prompt! I’m sure this will have a short and succinct answer that stays relevant to this simple yet thoughtful topic the whole time!

Ok I actually really struggled with this one! I think it’s because I rely a lot on lyrics when I make playlists, but an afterparty isn’t really the time or place for deeply introspective and relevant lyrics – it’s for CERTIFIED BANGERS ONLY. However this sent me down a super interesting rabbit hole because, out of curiosity and for inspiration (and because I’ve been obsessively watching Todd in the Shadows for months now), I started looking at the UK Singles Charts in 1994. And oh my god what an insane history lesson, because so many of these songs are honestly just bewildering. Why the fuck was Bat Out of Hell charting in 1994? Actually there’s kind of a lot of Meat Loaf on here for some reason? And then there are basically a million awful downtempo power ballads, especially from washed up rock stars like Bon Jovi and Bryan Adams... Some smoooooth synthy boy band picks from Boyzone, East 17, and Take That… Some truly insane dance songs that made me go, oh right, this is the Blue (Da Ba Dee) era (special shoutout to “Doop - dooper than doop” by Doop, which made me feel like my brain was melting right out of my skull)... There was also a decent amount of reggae, which was nearly the only tolerable stuff on the charts (Chaka Demus & Pliers’s “Twist and Shout” is a fabulous summer jam, and honorable mention to that version of “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” with a reggae beat behind it, which honestly kind of slaps. And of course there was some Britpop (tbh was expecting more of it), especially Oasis because this was their debut year

There are also some things that charted that are just completely fucking insane tho. “I Like to Move It” charted? “Cotton Eye Joe”? “Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers”? “Come On You Reds,” made famous by Manchester United? The B-52s’s “Meet The Flintstones”....? And perhaps most mind-boggling, the bizarre novelty children’s song “Mr Blobby” (?????), which I guess was like, the “Baby Shark” of 1994? Anyway I now believe Dudley sang this nonstop all summer to drive Harry insane (with Aunt Petunia being like, “Oh, what a beautiful voice you have, Duddykins! I’m sure we’ll see you on Top of the Pops someday!” and Harry’s like. Kill me).

Oh right I was supposed to make a playlist. Well I did do that. And Meat Loaf is indeed on it, and I wouldn’t have put him on here if I hadn’t listened to every top ten song on the 1994 Singles Chart, so I guess I can say my research was extremely relevant and also very much worth it

Track list:

Let’s Dance - David Bowie: banger of all time. I don’t care that it’s from the 80s it’s a classic

Blur - Girls & Boys: shockingly this iconic song did not chart (only "Parklife" did), but we love a danceable Britpop moment

Radiohead - Creep: I fully believe this happened. Like Harry gets this song. Partly because he’s literally like fourteen this is such a song for being fourteen

The London Suede - So Young: I feel like this song has a sort of whimsical dreaminess that makes it really quite magical. Maybe it’s just the “let’s chase the dragon” part

EMF - Unbelievable: again that Britpop/dance fusion is like 1000% the vibe here

ELO - Livin’ Thing: it’s like maaaagic :-)

Primal Scream - Rocks: I’m always stunned by the variety in Primal Scream’s music… They were basically the Britpop/dance blueprint, but before that they were a lovely little indie jangle pop band, and then this song is like, a stomp clap rock song (and it charted)

Mannfred Mann’s Earth Band - Blinded By The Light: If we’re putting Meat Loaf on here then this is going on here too. This is like one of The Most Gryffindor Songs Ever to me

Oasis - Whatever: I felt obligated to put at least one Oasis song on here because it was the year of Definitely Maybe and out of the three that charted I went with this one. Love the strings and the sheer bigness of it, like it really just bulldozes over you for six minutes straight. Also I could see Liam and Noel being problematic Gryffindors

Meat Loaf - I’d Do Anything For Love (But I Won’t Do That): The moment we’ve all been waiting for. This song was in the top ten for 14 WEEKS (!) and peaked at NUMBER FUCKING 1! But if you can buy into the bombast (the very thing that I think makes it Gryffindor to me), it kinda goes absolutely crazy.

Anyway sorry this devolved into insanity but I hope you enjoy this playlist and also that you annoy everyone in your life with Mr. Blobby. Also idk why I didn't think of it for the other asks but I'm going to tag you lol @remus-poopin

[lovenotesxcitygirls]

New Year, Same Me (Just With Better Boundaries)

As I sit here sipping champagne and reflecting on this wild ride of a year, I still can’t believe I stopped dating altogether. For me, “stopping dating” didn’t mean swearing off men entirely or deleting every dating app. It meant shifting my focus—from pursuing partnership to simply embracing connection. And honestly? It’s been one of the best years of my life.

The concept confused some of my guy friends, who were convinced that “not dating” meant cutting off all interactions with men. But here’s the thing: men often only invest in women they’re interested in dating—or, let’s be real, sleeping with. Women? We’re wired differently (at least I am). I’ve spent this year dating my friends, falling in love with myself, and healing in ways I didn’t think were possible. And as much as I love love, I’ve learned just how much I love my peace.

A Year of Lessons and (Questionable) Men

Don’t get me wrong—there were still a couple of “notable” men who managed to sneak into my life this year. And by notable, I mean emotionally draining. One cried on the phone regularly but refused therapy. Another flew me out, talked to me nonstop for a month, then ghosted because he needed to “meditate.” One thought he was a sweet, loving man of the year while doing the bare minimum. Another was clingy enough to make my vibrator look emotionally distant.

Two of them had kids—something new for me—and let me tell you, dating someone with kids deserves its own post. One guy spent more time complaining about his baby mama than figuring out how to actually co-parent effectively. He worked remotely, encouraged her to move for a job, then came up with every excuse under the sun for why he couldn’t relocate to be with his kid.

The Grace Gap

Here’s the thing: I think as a women who dates all men especially black men, we’re often taught to give grace. Grace because the world beats Black men down. Grace because they carry generational trauma. Grace because we want to be understanding. But sometimes, that grace comes at the cost of accountability. Too often, grace turns into coddling, and coddling turns into enabling.

This year, I saw it firsthand. Men who thought they were putting in effort were really just coasting on vibes and bare-minimum contributions. And listen, I don’t want to hear anything about “attracting the wrong men” because I’ve been introspecting, journaling, and chatting with my therapist about that too. The real question is: when did holding someone accountable for their actions turn into a lack of compassion?

For me, this year has been about breaking that cycle. I’ve realized that being a safe space for someone doesn’t mean letting them drain you dry. If you can cry on the phone, thank me for being your therapist, and tell me I’ve changed your life, then you should be able to give me something in return. Reciprocation isn’t optional—it’s the bare minimum.

My Year of Peace

I know a lot of people get sad about being single during the holidays, but honestly? I’m just thankful I have peace. No love bombing. No emotional vampires. No clinging to people who aren’t good for me because I’m too tired to let go. This year, I learned to enjoy my own company, lean into my friendships, and redefine what love looks like in my life.

And as we head into 2025, I’m fully embracing this era of coming into my own. I’m focusing on an unconventional life that feels deeply authentic to me. This year, I fulfilled two major dreams, proving to myself that anything is possible. In the new year, I’m working even harder to feel at home in myself, creating a space where love—romantic or otherwise—can flourish naturally.

For a Fresh Start

If you’re looking to start your own year with peace, pleasure, and power, here are a few tools that helped me along the way:

��� A Journal for Reflection: This guided journal helped me work through the chaos and set intentions for myself.

• The Vibrator That Never Disappoints: The Rose—because self-care is sexy.

• A Book on Boundaries: Set Boundaries, Find Peace by Nedra Glover Tawwab is the guide I didn’t know I needed.

• A Weighted Blanket for Solitude: This cozy blanket turned my quiet nights in into something magical.

What’s Next

2024 taught me that love—real, sustaining, healthy love—starts with me. It’s not about who I’m dating, what they can offer, or how well they fit into my vision. It’s about how secure I feel in myself. And as we toast to a new year, I’m carrying that lesson with me.

So here’s to more dreams fulfilled, more boundaries respected, and a little more grace—mostly for myself. And if a man wants to join me on this journey, he’d better come correct, because I’m not sacrificing my peace for anyone.

[astroyongie]

Oneus July Reading 2023

Note: please remember to take it lightly and enjoy !

Seoho

Love: Currently he is single and not seeking for a relationship nor even flings or the company of someone. Seoho wants to be by himself and I also feel is that because he isn’t ready to give his independence away specially when his mind is 1000% focused on work 

Career: And thus, Seoho is all about his idol life, he is taking things very seriously and he works a little bit too much compared to his teammates. Even if the group doesn’t have activities, he still seeks things to do and he tries to secure his future 

Spirituality: He still lacks a lot of humility, Seoho’s energy is stable but I feel like he uses his idol image a lot to get away from things on his life or at least to show himself. 

Leedo

Love: He is also single but contrary to Seoho, this boy has a lot of flings and he is always finding people to spend time with. Leedo is someone very clever and he knows exactly what people to get with so things don’t get out of his adventures. He explores a lot and he is always innovate his relationships 

Career: I don’t see much going on at the moment for him, but I see his energy being very present in the group, almost like he has a lot to say and to control over in the group. His masculine energy is huge and he always likes to take the main role and get things done. Leedo takes the main decisions with the managers when it comes to ONEUS. 

Spirituality: He is stable and there’s much to say, Leedo is a very spiritual person and he is in peace with his life and heart. Honestly he is well protected and his vibrations are high

Keonhee

Love: When it comes to Keonhee, he is in a relationship that has been going on for quote some time, he is stable and happy on his realtionship and it doesn’t seem like he has any intention to leave. This person has been there since day 1 and he finds his safe port with them 

Career: His mental health is having a huge impact in the way he is acting as an idol. Keonhee isn’t focused on his work, he cannot get things straight or do things good enough for his group and his higher ups. Keonhee should take a break and take care of his mental health, because the idol life has been destroying him from the inside 

Spirituality: He has a hard time with accepting himself and seeing himself as people see him. He self esteem is low, for him, he is ugly and not worth to be an idol. his vibrations are very low 

Hwanwoong

Love: I think Hwanwoong is still discovering himself as a person and as in a relationship, he is single because for now he still has a lot of introspection to do on what he likes and what he doesn’t. Hwanwoong has a hard time accepting himself 

Career: However, when it comes to his work, his self esteem is the highest on the members. He knows his worth, his talent and how he is a piece of the group that cannot work without him. And he does his best to advice the members on what the group should do 

Spirituality: He is very focused on his family and his energy is only positive and high whenever he is at home or surrounded by his family. Otherwise his energy is closed off. 

Xion

Love: He has broken up with their partner not a long time ago it seems and at the moment Xion is going through a lot go transformation and maturity. This relationship helped him coming out from his teenager vibes to becoming a better man for his next relationship 

Career: He is smart and he knows that the best way to survive in the insdustry is to be quiet and to follow orders and that’s exactly what he is doing. he is also choosing his friends and his sponsors very carefully so he won’t have issues once the group separates 

Spirituality: Xion has been working on himself a lot, he tries to be more kind to people, trying to be more altruist and not be mad with people. He wants to improve as a human and people should give him a chance 

[suleikashideaway]

10 ways to tell you're reading a fic by suleikas_hideaway

Thank you @gardengalwrites for the tag!! 

Most of these relate to how I’ve felt while writing my (still unpublished) longfic, but a few things have popped up in the recent one-shots I’ve written for the ffviiicharacterweek challenges. Overall, this was a really enlightening activity and took me wayyyyyy longer than I would have thought. Tbh, I’ve learned so much about myself as a little baby writer and I’m grateful for the opportunity to reflect! 

I inadvertently focus every aspect of my stories on personal growth and recovery. I started writing as a form of therapy to help me deal with my personal struggles, and so that’s inherently what my characters do, too. I live for that slow, nonlinear climb from rock bottom. Or, in my recent discovery of writing one-shots, it’s the understanding that yes, we can do hard things, or yes, it’s worth taking a step back and seeing the big picture and appreciating how we got here. 

In that same vein, I discovered that I quite enjoy writing the journey towards rock bottom. You know the one. In which you keep thinking “wow, it can’t get any worse than this!” And then you think it a dozen more times until you’re in a place where you can literally go nowhere but up. Love that. Heh.

I think the above two points make it obvious that introspection is my thing! I aim to give characters a reasonable and believable amount of processing time. I want you to be inside their little heads and see what makes them tick. What do they outwardly show versus what they keep to themselves? What kind of winding thought patterns do they have? What are their secret fears and desires, and do they even realize them? And hopefully not bore you to hell while doing so (:

It’s my goal to make every single word meaningful. I honestly don’t know if I accomplish this, but if there is an object or an image invoked, it’s intentional. Symbolism, motifs, imagery – it’s all meant to be there. 

In addition to the symbolism, everything mentioned has a backstory. If a character is drinking a cup of coffee in one scene, you better believe I have their entire backstory as to why they drink coffee. If a character mentions music in one single sentence, you better believe I have the entire backstory of their appreciation for music. 

So far I’ve only ever written in close third-person narrative. I’ve been striving for the absolute closest I can get without making it first person, using vocabulary and vibes that only that character can give you. This has been one of the most enjoyable things about writing from different perspectives. Tbh it makes me want to try first person sometime soon. 

I’ve also only ever written in past tense. I don’t know why I do this??? I want to try writing in present tense but it’s not something that feels natural to me, though I love reading present.

Another thing I try to do is give an immersive description of the physical environment of a scene. I want to make you feel like you are in the bar with the character, or out in the rain, or in a cold, unwelcome room. It’s something I strive for, and hopefully accomplish! To add to this, I aim for specificity in my descriptions. I try to paint a full picture without going overboard or making anything too purple. (Though I can admit I don’t think my one-shots really go for the level of description I like. Hmmm maybe some more editing is in order!)

I really adore writing romantic relationships as well as family dynamic relationships. Something I hope to add more of is platonic relationships! But as of now, none of my fics have any friendships really highlighted, which I think is sad!

I live for the narrative, which means I try to change my style based on what is needed for the scene. I think I tend to write long sentences but sometimes they get choppy on purpose if that’s better for the tone. Or sometimes, if a character is really in the throes then description is done away in favor for the inward spiral they’re having.

[duncan-rohanne]

so ‘the invisble life of addie larue’ is a book, alright. i wanted a single, non-series, book for my vacation but since i’m sick, i binged this monster in day and a half. and...  i understand why booktok and booktubers love this, the writing style is pretentious as fuck, it’s like, i know the author is dark academia girl, i don’t need to google her, i know she is. on the other hand i don’t mind, it’s a vibe, i think this book is meant to be enjoyed in the autumn evening, somewhere cozy with hot cocoa. unfortunately, it’s almost summer and i’m on cough drops.

this is my review, with spoilers. buckle up. i went off.

three main character. addie, miss main girl. henry, “the boy” and luc aka lucifer. the devil.

i very much appreciate luc. he is a straight up cunt. no darkling-like motives to even delude himself that he tries to do good, no no, he is just a freak. which is great, i like him and i hate him. but as everything in this book, he lacks depth. with him, i could forgive it for the sake of mystery. addie is fine, i like her with henry but she is fine. problem i have with her that she lacks agency, she has no goals, no plans until the very last page. yes, she is an invisible girl but damn it girl, do something, be something, anything! henry tho... yes, hello, it is me, who when she sees self destructive boy, i’m like ‘yes! that one!’ his pov is by far the most interesting one but

i hate the fact his addiction and depression are treated like something that can be fixed by love. which is crazy because it is said that it can’t be, he is literally suicidal because of his ex-girlfriend, he makes deal with the devil just “to be loved,” cue 200 pages later, he is fine because he experienced “love.” (yes, the quotation marks are there for a reason, hold up.) i don’t even think this was intentional by the author but i had that feeling and i did not like it. point is, henry strauss didn’t need addie. he needed a therapist. which he didn’t get and as far as i remember no one even suggested it.

speaking of addie, she is a human who no longer feels like human, who craves human connection and in the end she is like eh, it’s fine. this was nice 12 months break in my 300 years of living. and that’s fine but i feel like we should’ve leaned into it more? where is some introspection? where is some soul searching? anything addie, give me anything, don’t be just standing emoji! you are main character ffs!

i already lost my shit over the generic love triangle. which is and isn’t true, it’s painted as a love triangle but no one is actually in love. luc doesn’t know what love even is. addie just wants to be seen and not be alone and henry is in the middle of depressive episode. and yet, it’s all painted as dark and sexy (luc/addie) and fluffy (henry/addie) and again - that would be fine, if addie and henry weren’t openly bi and luc immortal god. i’m sorry, why are we doing this? what is the reason??? i’m bi (myself) and i love representation as much as anyone else, and i am also a big fan of bi/pan people portrayed in straight relationships because that’s just how it usually ends up but it doesn’t erase the sexuality itself, so when i tell you there is absolutely no reason whatsofucking ever to write this “love” triangle as m/f/m relationship, i mean it. why is henry not a woman is beyond me. why is not luc’s and henry’s relationship explored at all is beyond me too.

i haven’t mentioned the side characters yet because honestly, just like with the main trio, there is not much to say. bea is best friend lesbian. she is nice. great. robbie is ex-boyfriend. he is cool. great. muriel is weird younger sister. awesome. addie met some one night stands that i forgot as fast as they did forget her. (there is a cat named Book, which is probably the best thing about this.... book)

i am actually really angry because this piece of literature had potential. it didn’t even need to deliver on all fronts, just one would be enough. i could ignore the weakass plot for deep and interesting characters. i could ignore the underdeveloped characters for the chemistry they have with each other. i could ignore the lack of it for exploration of darker themes. i could ignore the darker themes failing for representation of queer relationships. this book has all of that but it’s all just hinted. it’s a tea spoon of this and pinch of that - you are not making mojito out of this, honey!

here is the thing, i can actually recommend this book. yes, after i totally destroyed it in six paragraphs. this is a book that is meant to give you a vibe, immortal love story with dark stranger vs human love with antique bookstore owner. (my eyes rolled back so hard just writing this line.) if you want just that and cozy up by the fireplace when leafs starts to fall down, it’s perfect. go for it. you will probably love it. i knew going into this that this isn’t the book for me. i am way too cynical, way too critical and beyond fed up with enemies to lovers bad boy/good girl relationships. so all of this is just a rant of someone after reading the thing they never like.

5/10 if you are me. 8/10 if you are probably anyone else.

[courtingchaos]

Meg, I love your writing!

Do you have any advice for other writers looking to develop their skills? What have you found to be helpful or inspiring when when you're being creative?

Woah. This made me feel introspective.

I’m going through a bout of- I wouldn’t call it writers block, but it’s something. I think I was just getting too wrapped up in ideas and it made my creativity suffer.

Anyways, before I dig that grave a little deeper let me answer your actual question. I wasn’t writing at all prior to November last year, not for about a decade. I’d dabbled here and there but I didn’t post anything because I didn’t like it and that was because I didn’t write! It sounds like the most worn out advice but truly just writing can help you so much. Getting the thoughts on paper and finding the best way to articulate how you actually feel is a great way to develop. Don’t let anyone tell you your writing needs to look or sound a certain way. If you like how it reads then it’s good and it’ll find its audience I promise.

Finding people to brainstorm with and even just proofreading for you can also help immensely. Trust I know how hard it is to find a group that you vibe with and I have been incredibly lucky to find my little group here. Honestly I tripped into them and they just let me stay 😅.

Finding my creativity has been a bit of a hunt lately but music is always involved. I have so many playlist for moods and for things I’m working on. Pinterest helps me visualize things. When I get stuck on parts of wips sometimes I go and start making a header to help refocus. Also just getting out of the spot I’m in physically if I can. Sitting in a new room or in my car or whatever, I can’t tell you the amount of times I’ve been struck with an idea while sitting in some parking lot running errands.

I always need a little snack and three drinks and my headphones too so like, routine.

Thank you for this! ❤️

[joeys-piano]

Trope Game

Tagged by my good man, @voxofthevoid. Who, in my egregious opinion, is the king for tropes I likely will never write for. I shall tag, if they humble accept, the following individuals: @somuchanemoia, @feu-eau, @bowties-are-cool3000, @fandomgirl394, @astralalmighty, @rebrandedbard, @flowercrown-bard, and any others!

Rules: How much do these tropes affect your decision to click on a fic?

-10 -> very dissuaded

0 -> don’t care either way

10 ->  very enticed

nope -> if it’s a hard no and you’d never click on a fic with that tag or or you even have the tag blocked or you’d insta click out of the fic if it wasn’t tagged.

Bonus points for explaining the rating and whether it’s conditional.

Spoiler alert: I'm neutral with a lot of the tropes presented in this game because I strongly believe that the strength of the writer is often more important than the tropes they're using to tell the story. If I can feel the writer's confidence and I vibe with what they're giving to me in the summary, hell yeah I'll click and read on it. Tropes are nice to haves; they are not the be-all and end-all of a story and they don't compensate for what I identify as weak writing.

Age gap   0/10

If it's there, it's there. That's all there is to it. It's not a selling point nor is it anything I actively look for. I think it's a funny coincidence that some of my favorite pairings have had vocal hatred from certain pockets of the internet because "age gaps" -- the phrase -- is thrown so vehemently that the words themselves sound like a dog whistle for a specific type of person who is not only immature, but who seemingly doesn't understand that the internet and is what you make of it through what you show yourself. And if something honestly bothers you and it doesn't hurt anybody IRL, you can just fuck off and enjoy the things you like instead of pulling shit out for something other people enjoy and think that an "age gap" is some sort of valid argument.

Codependency   0/10

Depends on the strength of the writer. Like with age gaps, if it's there it's there. I don't actively seek it out and nor is it a selling point for me.

Enemies to lovers   0/10

If it's there, it's there. This would also depend on the strength of the writer, too and what type of introspection is going into the work. Because I'm more interested in the realization and what the characters are going to do about it. And if I can vibe with what the writer is doing, cool. But again, it's not a selling point for me and I don't actively seek this one out.

Enemies with benefits   0/10

I'm starting to get the trend that I'm a really nonchalant reader who sticks around if I vibe with the writer's direction and strengths. I would have to see the accompanying tags to determine if this is something I want to read, and well -- the summary, too. But the tag, on its own, doesn't sway me either way.

Fake dating/relationship   0/10

Depends on the strength of the writer. I don't often read these kind of stories, mostly because the summaries I've seen for these kind of stories doesn't draw me in. Not the tag, itself. So if I see a strong writer doing something in this space, I'll check it out.

Found family   -5/10

It doesn't interest me. I'll still check it out if I look at the summary and am intrigued with the writer's direction/writing style/writing strength. But other than that, I have no real interest for this trope. I prefer it being in the background than as the main focus of the work. I think if personally, I identified with found family in my own life, my answer would be vastly different. But in this current reality, I don't. I can appreciate and respect that it provides a welcoming space for areas in the queer community who often can't be heard in the crowd. And that it gives a space for those writers to come in with their own flavor and build into the fandom jungle.

Friends to lovers   7/10

More often than not, when I'm writing a shippy fic or am itching to read one, this is on my mind. I don't actively seek out this tag because this concept can show up in pretty much any kind of story in some way that just clicks as to why the characters involved have such good chemistry with each other. I have a soft spot for this one, explicitly defined or not.

Friends with benefits   0/10

If it's there, it's there. I'm not actively seeking it out and nor is it a selling point. But if I think the story has a stronger writer who knows what they're doing, I'll give it a chance.

Hurt/comfort   8/10

You must be mistaken. I don't seek it out. Rather, it seeks for me. I'm particularly picky about how this trope is handled, so your summary and opening have got to be strong in my mind or I'll be backspacing sooner than later to preserve time for a story I'll like.

Love triangle   nope/10

Hell no.

Mistaken/hidden identity   9/10

Oof. It's not a tag I seek out, but when I see these pop up on AO3 and there is a strong writer handling the reins, how could I pass it up? The shit slaps, peep.

Monster fu… relationship   9/10

Yes, I'm a monsterfucker. Next question. But if you sprinkle cannibalism on top of that, I'll shove my schedule into the dirt to make time to read this thoroughly.

Obsession, possessiveness, etc   -3/10

This is the interesting case of it's fun to write, but not so fun to read. Because it heavily depends on the writer. And frankly, I've read things I don't vibe with that I've resorted to writing my own stuff because I know what my taste is.

Opposites (like grumpy×sunshine, etc)    0/10

Depends on the characters, honestly. If I don't care for the characters, I ain't here for it.

Poly   3/10

I like ships. I like ships with Character A with Character B, and C, and D, etc... And if they can all be in a big loving thing, that's great. It grabs my attention because it's not that hard to find on AO3 when you see all the relationship tags. It greatly depends on the writer if it'll be enjoyable to read.

pregnancy   0/10

If it's there, it's there. I'll backspace when I stop vibing with things.

Second chance   0/10

Depends very heavily on the writer and what the plot is. Because it can get nasty (backspace nasty) real quick.

Sex to feelings   10/10

Gets my seal of approval. There's introspection, vulnerability, the emotional intimacy, and it's just - it's such a nice package. Doesn't matter if it's angst-ridden or so fluffy it makes you have cavities. Oh, such a delight.

Slowburn   -7/10

Bruh, unless the plot is really that good and the writer is baller, I ain't got time to just sit there and wait 50,000 words before something happens. Nah, I've got limited energy as is. I'll just skip on along to established relationship or something to get my fix going.

Soulmates   fuck no/10

You have to be a very strong writer with a very strong plot to get me to sit down and actually read this kind of thing. And I can only name one writer who's broken through this strong wall I have against this trope.

[skloomdumpster]

Hey, hope you’re feeling better, and feel absolutely free to answer this whenever or never lol. I just saw some things you posted and wanted to share my opinion.

First, you’re absolutely right. I really love Rivusa, but not everything has to be about them. I was so upset when the teaser dropped and no one could care less about Flora (and after how much we fought to have her too), because they were all like “wHeRe’s RiVuSa?”

Because the producers are gonna show their cards just like that anyways.

Also, I’m in this weird position because Rivusa and Flora’s ship were my favorites in the cartoon and, while nothing has to happen in the show, I’m hoping it will. But honestly, if I have to say what’s better in Fate, Skloom wins without question. My complex relationship with them in the og aside, I love this version of them so damn much, and it’s gonna be very difficult to top.

And okay, they’re the only ones to have had any real relationship scenes up until now, but this doesn’t change how good the scenes were.

Last but not least, Flora. I saw the ask you answered about her and Terra but I don’t think they’re that alike? Sure, Flora was also shy and loved plants, but that’s it. She was always way insecure, much more than what we saw Terra being, and she was never bubbly in my opinion. Open to people (though she had difficulties admitting when she felt romantically involved and had problems with trying to put herself out there) yeah, but not enthusiastic. Also more afraid to be the one to approach people and be rejected\hurt. I also don’t really remember Flora being confrontational in any way, except when Nature was the topic or in really serious situations. Actually, when it comes to Nature, she was more touchy than Terra, and definitely didn’t take it well when people had problems with her plants in the suite. Overall, I think Terra and Flora come from similar ideas but are very different.

That’s why I can see Flora still being the Flora from the cartoon, and have Fate show that she and Terra have traits in common that take different forms. I’d avoid the insecurity and make Flora’s other traits work on a more open, at least apparently confident, and extrovert personality though. I got those vibes from the teaser and I dig that. I don’t see Flora having a bad relationship with Terra, but I hope they’re gonna have that kind of scene where Terra talks about Flora being perfect and she’s just puzzled. I feel like it could be a good introspective moment for both of them, where Flora opens up about her own insecurities and helps Terra be kinder to herself\see how amazing she is. Terra’s journey is her own, but that doesn’t mean she can’t or shouldn’t have help.

But the thing I’d dig the most, as other people have said, is having Flora know more stuff than she lets on, be further in her studies than others, and just use her personality to “fake innocence” while she’s there to undermine Rosalind\work against her in some way. It’d be cool, and I’d love this twist on her character. Plus, what happened to Dowling at the end of s1 immediately reminded me of something that her character went through in the cartoon, and it was Flora who saved her on that occasion. Just putting this out there, then we’ll see.

Anyways, sorry for the long ass ramble, I just love Flora, and I unfortunately have very high expectations.

First off thank you so much for this ask anon, it was super sweet and it warms my heart to think people not only care about what I think, but feel comfortable enough to share their own thoughts over this silly show that we're obsessing over. The later truly makes the experience of fandom all that enjoyable.

Secondly, thank you for not taking the fithings I say to the heart, seeing as Flora is your favorite and I've voiced my displeasure/lack of care about this character many times.

I think your ask truly helped me be more accepting of the character in general. I'm still firmly of the opinion Terra was supposed to be Flora, but that said, knowing the creators of the show ended up differentiating the two even before the name change happened makes me more secure in Terra's character as a stand alone, and thus much more accepting of this new addition, as I can see she's not a threat and/or a replacement to Ter.

I was never into the OG, so it's very intriguing to learn Flora was insecure! Knowing she's shy and non-confrontational, which are all traits that Terra has, makes me much more excited about their dynamic.

I do wonder if they're going to translate all of this, in their second attempt of the character. You mentioned your favorite ship in the cartoons was with Flora, so I'm guessing Helia, and I wanna know if - from the TV show's perspective, would you want Helia in it? Or would you rather they adapted the same relationship, but with the characters we already have at hand?

And yeah, I'm fully on your side on Flora knowing more than she lets on, that would be such a smart use for the character, that extends beyond just fanservice, so fingers crossed.

Nonny, what do you think of Flora's relationship with Sam? I know people have strong opinions on the Terra/Flora regard because of the initial polemic, but I never see people remembering that Sam is also her cousin and I'm curious!

On the topic of rivusa, we'll not go there. Water under the bridge and I'm taking a break from the ship in general.

Now Skloom... I'll be real, I know Skloom is not everyone's cup of tea. it's a love triangle OG fans did not want and they end season one in "good terms", where most watchers want a dramatic messy couple. That said, I'm obsessed with the depth of this couple and soo so happy you too enjoy them, specially in the live action!!

Thank you so much for the ask nonny! <3

[baratrongirl]

Character headcanons

Klavier Gavin from Ace Attorney!

1: sexuality headcanon

Bisexual. Possibly pansexual, but I’m going with my usual personal definitions here where “bisexual” = “attracted to more than one gender” and “pansexual” = “attracted to all genders”. I can’t see Klavier being attracted to uber-butch or very masculine people - no 6′5″ weightlifting lumberjacks with loads of body hair and big beards, for example. I think he is attracted primarily to people who are cute rather than gorgeous, and falls in love with people based on their brains.

2: otp

Klapollo. Surprise! Though I also very much like Klavier/Apollo as a romantic partnership with Ema Skye as their aromantic best friend and fuckbuddy. I do also like Klema as long as there’s a good reason why Apollo isn’t involved (e.g. he’s straight, and he and Klavier are very close friends but can never be a couple because of incompatible sexuality.)

3: brotp

Klavier & Simon Blackquill. They kinda have a lot in common. They’re both prosecutors, they both have a sibling in prison, they both have a public persona which isn’t very much like their private personality... They may have even been friends when Klavier was 17/18, before Simon went to prison to protect Athena.

Klavier & Miles Edgeworth. They have both been under a lot of pressure for too long, having become prosecutors so ridiculously young. They both speak German to some extent. (Word of God states that Klavier isn’t actually German but spent two years studying there, so he must speak the language well enough to be able to pass the bar exam). Their personalities might seem like opposites - flamboyant, extroverted Klavier vs reserved, introverted Miles, but that isn’t necessarily a problem. Most of my friends (and both my partners) are introverts.

Klavier & Franziska von Karma. The handful of stories where the two characters appear together usually have the vibe that Franziska has no respect for Klavier at all because of his “fake” German accent. But I did read the most awesome story where he asks her how she knows that she’s “really” German, and goes on to explain that his parents were German but he was born in the US, and his brother forbade him from ever speaking the language after his parents died. So he feels weirdly trapped between cultures, and isn’t even properly fluent. It’s great and a fantastic headcanon if you like Actual German Gavin brothers.

Klavier & Trucy Wright.  They’re both performers and can learn from each other. They both understand the public persona vs private personality thing. They both care for Apollo.

Klavier & Phoenix Wright. I actually love the idea that Phoenix forgave Klavier years ago for his part in the disbarment process - that he realised that some 17 year old newbie couldn’t possibly have acquired a vendetta against him, and that it was all Kristoph all along. I like the idea that despite their mere 7/8 year age difference, Phoenix still sees Klavier as one of his “kiddos”.

Klavier & Kristoph Gavin. Yeah, I like his actual brother as a brotp. There is one (1) 4Koma comic strip which suggests that Kristoph was manipulative and gaslighting towards Klavier even from his early teens, but those comics are supposedly not canon. Since people are, in real life, far more nuanced than simply wearing black or white hats, I genuinely like the idea that Kristoph was a bad person but a good brother.

4: notp

Klavier & Clay Terran. Klavier/Apollo/Clay as a polyamorous triad is done a fair bit and I really hate it, no offense to those who do ship it.

Klavier & Nahyuta Sahdmadhi. They have the “terribly pretty men/NB people” thing in common, but I just don’t see why Klavier would overlook the Apollo that he knows and trusts in favour of his sibling. It makes no sense.

Klavier & Trucy Wright. Too much of an age gap even assuming that Trucy is already over 18.

Klavier & Athena Cykes. There’s a bit of an age gap too, but honestly, my main objection is based on personality. Athena is so gods damned perky and Klavier has a serious melancholic/introspective streak. Also Athena has highly sensitive hearing and Klavier likes to play his music loud. I can’t see them even managing to share a house, let alone have a romantic relationship!

5: first headcanon that pops into my head

He’s a terrible flirt but doesn’t know how to cope when he’s flirted with. If Apollo actually starts flirting back, Klavier.exe will stop functioning.

6: one way in which I relate to this character

Like... Everything? I mean, I’m not famous, nor a prosecutor, and I’m certainly not beautiful like he is. But he’s very intelligent, he’s extremely passionate about what he does, he loves rock music, he’s a huge nerd...

7: thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character

17 year old Klavier in court with his dark glasses and arrogance. Oh gods, make it stop!

8: cinnamon roll or problematic fave?

Cinnamon roll with spikes.

[enderphoenix11]

Mary sues

Honestly I have a very big love for “mary sues” and all other ”cringe” characters (esp sparkledogs).

I think this is because of both the recent movement of killing cringe culture/finding joy in things despite them being labeled Cringe, and just the general internet atmosphere of Nostalgia and reminiscing about our childhoods.

And maybe it’s also a point of maturity to be immature, and make stuff for the fun of it, to not constantly worry what other people think. 

I wasn’t completely entrenched in the social media hubs and fandom discourse like some of my peers (and in part of that, either being too young for the demographic or just not knowing of its existence at the time, I now feel left out), I never had a true sense of community online. Deviantart was already dying when I got on, and as much as I watched youtube, I never had the means / got into making videos of my own. I suppose there's nothing stopping me from building a community, or joining one. Try to bring back the old time vibes of all the internet subcultures I idolized. (However.. that takes time and investment, two things that are hard to maintain for me)

Sorry, tangent- 

Anyways, I love bright colorful crazy designs because they’re just so unabashedly, unapologetically, loud and proud to be themselves.”I exist to challenge fundamental design concepts and make your eyes bleed. I will fight God and win” This Absolutely extends to Sparkledogs and Scenedogs. I love them so much. The floof, the eye bleed, the ungodly amount of emo style and accessories.

This recent resurgence in fondness is probably also influenced by me getting into Speedcore and crunchy edm club music. 

(Also, as someone who doesn’t really express themselves outwardly through fashion (aside from the occasional fandom t-shirt), I can live vicariously through the rainbow colors and emo fashion. just a little, as a treat.)

I don’t really know where I was going with any of this, aside from sharing my fondness for old cringey ocs and a bit of introspection. If you actually read all this, or, :O *gasp* took something from it, I’m glad and you get a gold star :3

(...Or should it be a black and neon rainbow half-demon-half dragon star? Ya know, to keep with the theme :P)

[akkivee]

So what are your thoughts on all the new songs? 💜💜💜

*beats back the kuukou/bat brainrot* i had been meaning to talk about everything lol i’m sorry i have very bad tunnel vision when it comes to kuukou 😭

the album itself has a collective relaxation theme to it and still think it’s neat we have an album with a shared image throughout it!!!!! as for the songs themselves:

cross a line: the song kicked off with some music roots i grew up with and instantly became a fave from that alone lol but then the like, last third of the song after the individual verses hits and i’m going insANE ITS SO GOOD!!!!!

iwbp: not to be confused with iwgp lol no but way to take the vibes back!!!!!!!! if iwgp was the bros practicing their rap cypher in the park, here’s the bros showing off their skills for all of bukuro to see!!!!! there’s a sense of untouchable confidence in the song that feels good to see coming off the back of re:start ;w;

scarface: i listened to a twt space gushing about scarface that articulated everything i felt about the song far better than i ever could so i actually have much to say about mtc rn lol but i’ll try to keep it relatively short lol 😭 i remember back when we got the first full album, hayami-san basically said that fp won the album and it’s definitely something i agreed with but it made me a little sad because i thought shinogi was the best song on the album that didn’t need to gut punch me like stella did. i’m pleased to say for the second full album that MTC HAS DONE IT AGAIN WAY TO PUT OUT THE BEST SONG ON THE ALBUM LOL!!!!!!!!! i!!!!!!!! am so fcking glad they are actually utilising kamio-san’s talent as a musician now i have been waiting for this!!!!!!! pissed there’s still a filter over his voice but whatever and my absolute favourite part of the song rn is the nod to the actual scarface movie, how they made juto say the iconic ‘say hello to my little friend’ and followed it up with samatoki saying the jp dub version of the line that’s 😩😩😩 that’s too good calm down guys i can’t handle it—

torima get on the floor: the same way bb took it back to iwgp, fp’s new song is reminiscent of shibuya marble texture, and then you look at the journey fp’s songs have, like the fact that they have a journey as their theme, and here we have get on the dance floor where they’re basically setting each other free from that arduous journey WHEW 😮‍💨 the callbacks to their first solos was inspired!!!!!! ramuda clapping back at samatoki calling him chuuoku’s dog AND cutting his strings as a puppet wtf????? wtf?????😭😭😭

synchro city: mtr please i’ve been waiting for four years for y’all to just get married to each other why aren’t y’all married to each other yet they just want to be next to each other guys ;w; quiet days to themselves are nice but what’s the point if they aren’t beside each other ;;;w;;; give them another papillon day they need each other guys ;;;;;w;;;;;

enishi: save for probably scarface, enishi is the only other song that’s a departure from the rest of dh’s other songs tonally 🤔 like it’s really introspective and you don’t see that from dh’s other songs and it’s pretty dope honestly. i’m still really glad rei got the rio treatment and got to carry that song lol

hella awesome banquet: i know i said scarface was the best song on the album but the other half of that statement is that ITS A SHAME HELLA AWESOME BANQUET ALSO EXISTS WE HAVE TWO KINGS ON THIS ALBUM‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ yes!!!!!! i am biased!!!!!!!! but if you aren’t losing your shit the moment kuukou trills (because that is your cue to get HOT) then you’re doing the song wrong lol!!!! hitoya alone!!!!!!!!!! hitoya has the best verses what the hell???? kuukou at the end when he gives you exactly what sutra beat you need to lose yourself to and practically moans it out sir!!!!!! jyushi only needed to be himself and he was the vibe of the whole song!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭 i am really looking forward to watching this one live lol it sounds like it’ll be a lot of fun to perform

[gryphis-eyes]

Hello!! I hope you’re doing well!! Congrats on your milestone :>> This game honestly seems like soo much fun 😭 i hope its not yet closed :’) my initials are cd 💫 i wanted to ask for my vibe and i wanted to know what my main guide is like :)) Thank you soo much!!

For the exchange for you, i wanted to do what you need to know right now, so its more on the general side :)) pls tell me if it resonates or not:

I heard continue working hard/ work hard. I saw someone carrying something on their shoulders as well. Also someone taking pictures. Okay for me this kinda means like, continue doing what you’re doing or even start doing that thing you’ve been thinking of, and even when it may seem hard i guess capture the moments that make the work worth it for you. Romanticize it a little bit more and see the bigger picture of these things you are working toward. I feel like there are many people really rooting for you, so don’t worry, you’re spirit team has got your back. I pulled some cards for you too, they’re ace of cups, the world, the fool in rx. Back of the deck is 4 of wands. I have a feeling this has a similar message to what i have said earlier, you’re giving your all to something and working toward that fulfillment, but it won’t be as much fun if you don’t have fun along with it. Don’t forget how the simple things may make things all the more better :)) i just heard haha this line from business proposal, the kdrama it is “fighting girl” good luck!!

For the kind of reading i’d like to see:

I’m honestly not very sure 😭

In addition to pacs, what can you do?

I honestly think you can do like information posts about what you said in your post like witchcraft and deity work! I would definitely read it :> you can also do journal type stuff if your into that and share your experinces with deities or just spirituality in general! i love those!

The vibes you give me

You give me a lot of like dark retro style (also very retro punk rock[?])idk why but yeah :>> there’s like the absence of more diverse colors

Hello 🌹 thank you for the reading it really help i’m in that work hard period but I struggle to be more optimistic/care free but at least I love what I do even if it’s not easy :') that Aesthetic remind me of ghost in the shell that’s very cool ! I do use journal but I don’t really follow stuff I just use it to calm my mind lol

Your vibes

◇ Seshat, Khonshu, Sphinx

You seem to be the master of yourself wow, those 3 deities are about introspection and wisdom ! I don’t know if you’re a book worm but you’re definitly into writing haha I understand when you asked for journal stuff because those 3 togheter remind me of those journal prompt about discovering yourself etc. The night doesn’t scare you and you probably gone through it many time with all of this introspection, that’s amazing ! You often question yourself before acting, you probably tamed your ”inner beast” Your vibe are so comforting damn you’re really made of gold ! I got introverted vibe but at the same time you don’t mind people’s presence ? I saw someone sitting under a tree while reading a book on a spring afternoon I think this image truly match your vibe. You hold a lot of wisdom and people might come to you to ask for advice while you’re in your comfy corner. This picture really match your vibe :

Your main guide

◇ Neith and Sobek

Only 2 cards seemed to be enough to describe your guide but honestly since it’s two very powerful deities that’s enough. The word ”berserk” came to my mind and I think it describe them very well, Neith is a goddess of war hunting and wisdom while Sobek’s card talks about the inner beast. Ok it’s just a fun fact but since Sobek is a crocodile sometimes egyptian would take a crocodile from the Nil and worship him like if it was Sobek’s incarnation i think it’s very cool. But back to the reading there might be an animal that your guide use to represent themselves and it might be a good idea to keep representation of that animal around you in order to feel more close to your guide. I really got the image of a very calm and kind person and behind them there is a big intimidating shadow (that looked a bit like an armor) your guide really remind me of Guts’s armor. You can mind your business at peace because if someone ever try to mess with you they will have to face the wrath of your guide, what a great ally to have here.

[biggaybunny]

Hoshiguma, Che'en, Tomimi, Gavial, Kal'tsit, W, Carnelian, Absinthe, Asbestos, Exusiai, Siege, the Nearls, Eunectes, Saria, Mudrock

Alright here we goes *breaks fingers*

Hoshiguma: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She's big and strong, gentle and well-spoken, loyal and introspective. She's an incredible character and an incredible woman and a woman in leather makes me weak.

Ch'en: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She's edgy, but I love a woman who can kill me a thousand different ways. Points taken off for her having way too much of a hard-on for self-sacrifice and lone wolfing it, but she's still very pretty and rocks the office casual look (yknow, not counting the hotpants).

Tomimi: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

TAILSLUT HOT

Gavial: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She flew under my radar for the longest time but honestly she's gorgeous, she's unreasonably strong, she's got a hot tail and sharp teeth, and she looks fate in the eye and then punches it in the teeth. What more could you ask for in a woman?

Kal'tsit: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

You know what I love? A woman who absolutely hates me. I also love an ethically dubious milf. Points taken off for not understanding how amnesia works, and more points taken off for acting like she's got a moral high ground while she machinates and lies to us. Points added back on for probably being some kind of timeless abomination masquerading as a catmilf.

W: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She's wicked, she's a genius, she understands how amnesia works, and she's basically a demon lady. I like her attitude and her smile. Points taken off for shopping at hot topic despite being like, thirty-three. How did she even find anything in her size?

Carnelian: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

GOD I love the sexy scientist look. The giant horns. That absurd thigh of straps. In terms of per physical looks she's a 10/10. I know nothing about her personality, but her gaze is smoldering. Given most characters are getting points off for their personalities, maybe that's the reason she gets top rating =:V.

Absinthe: Absinthe is my daughter what is she doing on this list all of you staring at her chest are going to get sent to your own personal Brazil Chernobog.

Asbestos: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She practically deserves her own tier, I almost went back and moved everyone else down a tier once I reached her. She's so fucking sexy. She's a bastard. Like, people think "bastard" is a gendered term, but she isn't a bitch. She's a bastard, and I mean that affectionately. She's antisocial. She's fit. She's lanky. She modified a door into a shield instead of modifying a shield into a shield. She has oripathy and was too chad to be affected by this. She doesn't know how to talk to people. She's the most lesbian lizard on the planet. She's a stud and I want her to walk over me with her size 13 combat boots.

Exulsai: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Moderately-unhinged tomboy angel is cute, I bet she gives good hugs. She's too high energy for me but I recognize a cutie when I see one.

Siege: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She comes off kinda young for me. I dunno. I just also don't really go for the whole "princess in exile" thing. Like she's just giving off "look how regal I still am even now" vibes. Like, okay blueblood, we get it, you had a posture coach. The fact that specific individuals are capable of being good people and good leaders does not justify monarchy as a system of government.

Maria Nearl: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

I like that she's got a passion for mechanics and she is, genuinely, very pretty and a very good girlfriend for Platinum, but her naivety and need to follow in her sis's footsteps don't really endear her to me.

Whishlash: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

She's clever and ambitious and takes care of her family, and I really appreciate her owning her sexuality like she does (read: slutting it up good) but at the end of the day, she's still a horse.

Margaret Nearl: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Margaret Nearl's dick is bigger than yours. Think of the biggest dick you've ever seen. Margaret Nearl's dick is bigger than that. One time the sun decided to shine so Nearl went "hey sun how big is your dick again?" and the sun cut that shit OUT. The only reason Reunion still exists is because Margaret Nearl has to spend at least sixteen hours a day fucking her two wives, and a knight like her knows the importance of getting eight hours of sleep. Points taken off for still being a horse, but added back on for being Margaret "Fucks Your Wife" Nearl.

Eunectes: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

GOD that tail. That tail drives me to poetry. AND she's an engineer. Her passion for knowledge and for her work is so sexy. And she prefers to be mostly-naked for no good reason. Short, brown hair on nerdy girls is my weakness too, and she counts as a nerd even if she CAN kick my ass by thinking about it >///>

Saria: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Insanely powerful women are hot. Insanely powerful women who choose to be protectors even if they have to keep their destructive potential under control to do so are even hotter. Plus there's just something about the sternness in her gaze that makes me want to say "yes ma'am". Her horns are hot too.

Mudrock: Not My Type | Alright | Cute | Adorable | Pretty | Gorgeous | LORD MERCY

Have you noticed a trend with me yet? Have you figured it out yet? WOMAN BIG. WOMAN PROTEC. Most importantly, WOMAN HAVE HORN. She's also gentle and creative and (in every good fan interpretation anyway) built like a brick factory.