#i don't know much longer i can hold on. i don't think i want to much longer

[colossrat]

keranos? like the magic card?

Batman: I ask that when leaving, anyone who agrees with the approach proposed by me and Superman signs the pamphlet next to the door.

And then the heroes come out, whoever thinks it's a good idea to be discussed again at the next meeting signs with their hero name. but Captain Marvel was the first to sign, so he didn't see how the others signed and didn't know if he should use "Captain Marvel".

He has an argument with Solomon inside his own head that lasted a little less than a second, and in the end they come to a consensus that he can sign as one of the many names of the champion of magic. but they were so… simple… billy decided to add some details, a signature worthy of an entity that's zibilions of years old and a store of immense magic.

The other day, while Billy is "saving" some kitchen leftovers in his pocket dimension, Batman arrives and approaches him while holding a paper.

Batman: Captain… What did you put in the signatures?

Marvel: oh? hmm, my name?

Batman: your name... Can you tell me how to pronounce it?

Marvel: oh. Yes? Ahm, its Keranos. sorry, its hard to read?

Batman: no, it's okay. It was what I thought it could be. It's just that I never found these types of letters before, despite the similarity with the current alphabet…

Marvel noticed that he exaggerated a little with the decoration in the signature: yeah… it's a-- rune language that died a long, long, time ago, but I tried to mix it up a little with the letters from the current world so it wouldn't look so strange. The sound of the pronunciation is "keranos", so in our alphabet it could be written with k-e-r-a-n-o-s… Next time I'm going to use the normal alphabet, sorry… I… I didn't think that much when I wrote it.

Batman: of course. Don't worry captain. I can't imagine what it must be like to live in a world where your name can no longer be written the way it should be.

Marvel: its... ok, i like Marvel a lot too.

Batman: So… would you like us to start calling you Keranos?

Marvel: well, if you want, of course, I have no problem. It's one of my oldest names. but you don't have to if it's confusing, you know, me having several names.

Batman: don't worry. It's a pleasure to meet you, Keranos.

Marvel: The pleasure is mine, mister batman sir!!

There are several league members hiding in the hallway near the kitchen, whispering.

Flash: that's so cool! Marvel is so tight with his personal information, but he's letting go, he even gave us one of his names! That means he's finally opening up, right?

Wonder Woman: Indeed. Keranos… This name is familiar to me from the stories my sisters and I told each other. a god of the wrath of storms…

Hal: Just like the magic card???

Superman: I remembered that too. It's literally the definition of the creature, isn't it?

Hal: technically it's only a creature if your devotion is less than seven, anyway. even the way it is written.

Flash: my god, you are two nerds.

If one day they ask Marvel about the magic card, he will be genuinely confused because he didn't know it. billy never had the money to buy these games.

"oh, is there a game card with my name? a god of storms? wow, I'm embarrassed, I didn't know that name had been kept alive by these stories haha"

I was playing with Billy and Marvel's signature, thinking about how they would write differently in each form, and I ended up thinking about this

I don't know if the captain's fandom took keranos from the magic card, but that's what I found when I looked up the name and I thought it was brilliant

[yanderemommabean]

Idk if you know solo leveling but 100% I choose jinwoo there something about him that makes him perfect yandere material for me 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

The way he'd send his bouquet would be so cute yet threatening too. Blue and black roses, cute candies, and a black envelope with his own handwriting that just says "I already have those specialty rooms rented. Don't waste my time. "

Probably used his attachment to his system and stats to find you, which barely took ten minutes. As soon as he has you, it's straight to the red rooms. Of course he's prattling on about why he loves you, why he chose you, why you aren't EVER leaving, it's how he sets the mood! Unfortunately on days like this, he has to be kind of fast with the romance so you two aren't hurt or killed by other yanderes who are also hunting.

I picture he's the type to go full force at first, claiming you entirely while you writhe and gasp, blubbering out tears when the pleasure begins to hurt, and right as you think you're about to be given a break- He sits back, pours himself a drink, and says "Thank god they have good toys here. I want to see just how much I can drain from you...wonder if I can use the system to make it last longer."

Any other day, Jinwoo would take his time, acting like a wolf circling prey, making you nervous with every word and every movement. he loves how scared you act, knowing he's in full control, that he hold everything about your life in the balance with his power.

Jinwoo loves breaking you down. You just look your best when you're too weak to fight back and have to take what he gives you.

When you finally crumple and give in, he's the sweetest thing. Acts like a giant attention starved puppy who craves your attention, any sort of interaction, but is more than capable of murder and mayhem.

-Mommabean

[cutiecusp]

Galentines, a 141 drabble.

Just a little fluff for us girlies, happy Galentines!

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"What's all this for?" John asks, as you put another handful of pink and red in the trolley, smile beaming as you deposit chocolates, decorations, and snacks.

"Its Galentines!" You smile, eyes shining.

"The girls and i get together, bring a dish, and watch rom coms or something together, with a few games and snacks. It's my chance to show the love for my girlfriends this year."

John smiled, seeing his birdie radiating happiness always put him in a good mood.

"So what do you need?" He asks, his Captain brain mentally checking off things on a list.

"I have decorations, and sweets, i just need something for the girls to drink, and then i can go home and set up."

Nodding, John turns the trolley to the drinks aisle.

"Want those fancy straws and cups we had for your birthday?" He asks over his shoulder, smirking at the heart eyes you give him.

"Perfect." You reply, throwing your arms around his middle.

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"Babe, the girls are over later, can you pass me the baking tray?" You ask Johnny, who was wolfing down his cereal, staring at his phone.

"Johnny!" You say a little louder, startling him.

"What do you need, hen?" He replies, putting his phone down.

"The baking tray, im making those heart pastries for the girls tonight."

He hands you the tray, a furrow in his brow.

"Have i forgotten something?"

You roll your eyes, lately Johnny had been glued to his phone, so probably didn't even hear you talk about your plans.

"Galentines, the party?" You remind him gently.

A look of recognition passes over him, getting out of the chair, he wraps his arms around you, burying his face into your neck.

"M'sorry lovie. Just had a lot on my mind." He apologises, pressing a kiss to your neck.

"Gotta head out early today, need anything for your party?" He asks. You reply with a shake of your head.

With a quick kiss on your cheek, he heads out the door, waving to you from the car.

"Wonder what has him up so early?" You muse.

Little did you know, he's been planning a valentines surprise, and was waiting on the notification on his phone to say it was ready.

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"The red ones or the pink ones?" Kyle asks, holding out both pairs of shoes from your closet, trying not to stare at you in your pretty outfit.

"I think the red?" You mull over, taking them both and trying them on, walking around your flat.

You and Kyle had been friends for a really long time, so when the opportunity arose that you needed a flatmate, he was the perfect person to ask. Little did you know, he had feelings for you that you matched with your own.

"R-red's good babe." he admits, watching the way the heels made your legs look longer, he wonders what they would look like wrapped around his hips.

You smile, fiddling with the buckles on the ankles before standing up to your full height, even in heels you came up to Kyles chin.

"You look pretty, where are you and the girls headed tonight?" He asks, focusing his gaze on yours.

"The cocktail bar in town, then i think Harriet wants to go to the strip club, they have a male show on tonight." you reply, a little blush fluttered over your cheeks. You wonder what it would be like to have Kyle dance for you.

"Ah, strippers, cocktails, heels.. bad combo, will you need picking up?" Kyle smiles, a dimple flashing in his cheek.

"You read my mind, if you don't mind waiting up?" You laugh, your eyes shining with mirth.

"Let me know when you need me, and i'll be there." With a deep look, you realise Kyle meant so much more than just tonight.

You lean in, the night now charged with a thick tension.

"Promise?" you murmur, eyes not leaving his.

"Promise." He answers easily, before taking you into his arms, pressing a soft kiss on your lips.

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"I miss you." You say into the phone, Your face appearing on Ghost's screen.

"I know, love. But I'm home soon." A gruff voice answers.

"Did you get my flowers?"

You smile, panning the phone back to show him the vase and the matching flowers, a mixture of the darkest tulips and lilies he could find.

"I did, and i love them. Thank you." You beam.

"And you are all ready for the girls thing tonight?" He asks, his voice softening as he relaxes in his chair.

"I am, nice to have the girls over, but-" You pause, not wanting to add the the guilt you knew he was feeling already.

"I know, soon." He finishes your sentence for you.

You hear a commotion on his end, and the call drops suddenly, you send him a text to say you will ring him after the girls leave.

You spend the day prepping food, and making sure the house is clean, along to a playlist of all your favourite alternative love songs.

The party is a success, the girls took your mind off Simon for the night, facemasks, a movie marathon and enough snacks to shake a stick at made you appreciate your girlfriends more.

Shortly after midnight, and the last girl had gone, you heard a key in the door, and there he was.. With a massive smile on his face.

"Told ya it would be soon, love." he mumbles into your hair as you pounce on him, pressing kisses all over his face.

"Happy Valentines."

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[little-glitter-kitten]

I Think The Apple's Rotten Right To The Core Pt 4

Prologue: As your brother, Caleb always took great pride in the fact that he was always the first to notice the little things when it came to you. When you were hurt, when you were sick, when you were lying or keeping a secret. What will Caleb do when he notices just how much his precious little adopted sister has grown? Can he fight the filthy, rotten feelings threatening to ruin all he holds dear?

(Caleb x Reader, no use of 'Y/N, AFAB reader, size difference.)

TW: Pseudo-incest, dub-con, somnophilia, semi-public sex, possessive Caleb, Obsessed Caleb, Yandere Caleb.

YOUR POV:

Blearily, you opened your heavy eye lids, the sound of rain smashing against the roof, waking you from your slumber.

"Shhhh..." You could feel Calebs' hot breath in your ear as you stirred. "It's okay, I'm here."

You felt yourself being rocked gently, like a boat on the waves, Calebs' hand on your hip swaying your body to and fro. Relaxing into the motions, you were prepared to drift off to sleep again when you noticed it. That hard appendage rubbing between the lace covered cheeks of your ass.

You gasp, realising what is happening, when a rumble of thunder shakes the windows. Before you could let out the whimper that was about to spill out of your mouth, Calebs hand that hand been under your head shoots out and covers your mouth.

"If your scared, bite my hand, just like you used to do in storms." He whispers before grunting on a particularly rough thrust against your ass. You slowly open your mouth as his thumb makes it way between your lips and teeth. Gently, you bite down and whimper, screwing your eyes shut against the flash of lightning.

"Don't be frightened, it's almost over." He pants in your ear.

You can't tell if he is referring to the storm or him using your body, but either way, you lay there, letting him use you but your mind is racing a thousand miles a minute.

It wasn't like you were inexperienced, you'd had sex before, albeit only with one man but that was neither here nor there when it was your brother currently grinding himself against your ass.

"Fuck!" You heard him mutter, his hand no longer rocking your body against him. "I need more, just a little more."

Slowly, you take your teeth off his thumb and whisper quietly. "Wha..." You gulp. "What do you need?"

"Your thighs." He whispers in your ear. "Help your Gēge this one time and I swear, I'll never ask again."

Your mind was at war, you didn't know how you felt about this. Part of you wanted it to be over, but a sick, small twisted part of you was enjoying knowing you had driven such an fine, upstanding man to such depraved madness. Either way, you didn't want him to leave you alone, especially not with the storm outside.

Deciding if this was what he needed to stay by your side, you parted your legs slightly in silent invitation.

"Thank you Mèimei." He chuckled slightly in your ear. You heard the zip of his jeans and slight rustle of clothing before feeling his now bare cock slot itself between your thighs, rubbing up against the gusset of your panties. "You always take care of me so well."

His hand closed your thighs around his cock as he slowly began thrusting in and out of the soft flesh between your thighs. As the head of his cock rubbed back and forth over your clit, your mouth sought out his thumb again. Your teeth biting gently into his flesh as you swallowed a moan.

You felt sick for enjoying this but why did it have to feel so good?

Caleb obviously felt no remorse about his actions, so why should you?

You whimpered as his tongue traced the shell of your ear and his cock rubbed up against that sensitive bundle of nerves over and over again. Feeling guilty about getting off on having your brothers cock between your legs, you subconsciously tightened your thigh and squirmed away.

"Don't fight it, be a good girl for your Gēge." He panted in your ear, his thrusts beginning to become somewhat erratic, making the bed squeak slightly from his movements. "That's it, take it sweetheart, you can't run from me."

Soon you felt him stiffen and pull his cock from between your legs with a harsh grunt. You could hear the wet sound of his hand working over his cock before a whispered "fuck" filled the air.

Turning your head to look at his form before you, you saw him laying on his back, a pool of cum on his belly glowing in the moonlight. Slowly, he turned his head to look at you.

"I could feel your wetness." He told you eith a small smile. "Let me take care of you."

You know you shouldn't, but the throbbing need between your legs had won out. Rolling over to face him, you went to open your mouth to agree when you were heard the cough from the bedroom down the hall.

Grandma...

Our Grandma...

It was like ice water had been dumped on you. You jumped out of your bed and made your way into the shared bathroom, locking the door behind you as you sat on the ground, panting.

You shook your head. You had been ready to let your brother bring you to orgasm. What was wrong with you.

You wanted to cry but the ache between your legs was too much to ignore.

"Shit, shit, shit." You mutter as you give in and slide your fingers under the waistband of your panties, rubbing your clit in fast little circles. It didn't take much before the muscles in your legs tightened and your head fell back, as you released a silent moan.

Your panties were soaked through with a mix of Calebs pre-cum and your arousal. You had to change them.

Pulling yourself off the bathroom floor, you unlocked the door and went back into your room to find it empty. Sighing you flopped back on the bed and realised, you wouldn't be getting anymore sleep tonight.

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Early the next morning, you carefully made your way downstairs, mindful of the other two people sleeping in the house. You began quietly going about making some toast that you desperately needed to sooth your stomach.

You had been up for most of the night, your fingers buried deep inside you as you remembered the feel of Calebs cock between your legs. Shame and guilt swirled in your mind so much that you didn't hear the two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs and making their way into the kitchen.

"Good morning." Your Grandma said, taking you by such surprise that when you spun to face the voice, you knocked off a photograph from its place on the cabinet.

"Sorry." You gasped leaning down to picked up the frame.

"It's okay, dear." Your Grandma said, taking it from your hands to inspect. "It's not broken."

Looking down, you saw a photo of you and Caleb at the park. You sat on his lap on the swingset as he soared the two of you through the sky.

"You always did love the swings." You felt Calebs' breath stir the hair on the top of your head as he leant over you to see the photo.

"I still do." You gave a slight chuckle, trying your best to play it calm.

"You should see it now. They've really done it up." Grandma tells the two of you.

Caleb turns to you and offers a small smile. "Sound like a plan, pipsqueak? We can go to the park, just like old times."

You feel yourself relax and smile back. "Yeah, I'd like that."

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

TF2 Mercs (+ Miss Pauling) HC: Love Languages!

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Happy Valentines Day, everyone! The title is pretty self-explanatory. I know not everyone believes in love languages, but I still thought It'd be a nice post for the holiday :) More romantic than platonic, I fear, but you can take it however you please! Also, kind of x reader-ish, as in using the word you a lot. Also, also! We're doing the love language they give (how they express love) and the love language they like receiving (what makes them feel loved in return.)

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Demo-

Giving: Physical touch

This man has to CONSTANTLY be touching you, or he is NOT happy. Okay, I'm exaggerating a bit. He can find happiness in just being with you! But he can't deny that he wants nothing more than to hold, kiss, or cuddle with you. But don't assume all his expressions of love come from your classics. Sure, cuddling and kisses are nice, but there's more to it than that. Brushing or playing with your hair, tracing words on your arms and back, appreciating diffrent parts of your body you might have issues with, massages, and even just letting your rest your head on him after a long day, no matter what type of contact he provides to you, he will always be doing his best to make you feel loved through touch.

Receiving: Quality time

He just wants you to spend time with him, and he's more than happy. Involving him in even just a small part of your life makes him overjoyed. Ask him to join you with cooking, cleaning, hell, he'll even be content joining you in a hobby he may have NO interest in. It just makes him feel so loved to be a part of your life.

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Engie-

Giving: Words of affirmation

Engineer is never short on compliments, petnames, good advice, or even just genuine affirmation. He always wants to show you he cares through his words. Calling you beautiful, smart, caring, he always seems to know the right words to say to you to make you know how much he truly cares for and loves you. It's straightforward and leaves no room for questions. You'll hear compliments a million times a day, or at the very minimum, three times a day. He's more than happy to wake you up with compliments and help you to sleep with them. Outside of just compliments, if you're having a hard day, he'll always tell you just what you need to hear to push on a bit longer. When you're doing something well he's always there with a "I'm so proud." Or "I believe in you!" And even when you do something that, really, doesn't mean a lot, he'll always be sure to tell you just how much EVERYTHING you do means to him.

Receiving: Words of affirmation!

I think he genuinely enjoys giving and receiving the same type of love. Even if it does make him a little bit flustered sometimes. Knowing that he gets to hear words from your heart, the same way he provides words from his just does something to him. He's really a sucker for praise and comments on his smarts and skills. They make him melt, and get all shy. He can't help it!

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Heavy-

Giving: Acts of Service

Oh boy. This man would move mountains for you if he physically could. Hell, try asking him. He might just go and do it. He'll do anything you ask of him, and even things you don't ask of him. Have a hard time falling asleep? He's already making you a tea and finding a book to read to help you relax. Oh, you didn't eat today? Well, firstly, he's having a talk with you about the health ramifications, but he's also cooking you dinner. Cooking for you is actually his FAVORITE act of service to provide! He loves cooking and learning how to cook new dishes. So he's more than happy to learn a recipe for you. He'll help you with anything you need, anytime, anywhere. You mean the WORLD to him, so let him take care of you the way you DESERVE!

Receiving: Words of affirmation

Heavy is a simple man. Providing love to you makes him feel loved. That being said... knowing just how much you appreciate his acts of love makes him so incredibly happy. Even simple compliments on his cooking, or soft mentions of how much you enjoy hearing him read to you, just, you don't understand HOW overjoyed it makes him.

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Medic-

Giving: Words of affirmation

Similar to Engineer, he's never short on pet names, affirmations, or good advice. He is a bit more reserved with compliments, but they still make an appearance regularly. (Also, REALLY stretching it here, but he loves to tell you stories. It's his favorite thing, and he just really loves anything to do with talking to you.) You get petnames in both languages, always very heartfelt, my love/beloved, my darling, my heart. When you're doing good at something that doesn't involve him, his compliments tend to be generic. "Keep it up!" Or "Good work!" Being go tos. But when you're helping him specifically, then the more personal ones come through. He's more than willing to tell you just how helpful you are, how needed you are, how you make his days better. Speaking on strictly affirmations, though, he is partial to brushing your hair, or face softly, and repeating affirmations to you that help you feel better about yourself in any way.

Receiving: Physical touch

Soft gentle touches melt this man's heart every time. Gentle touches to his arms, face, and waist make him weak. He loves to be held, cuddled, and kissed. Everything about physical touch makes him feel so valued. He's a man who spends his day focusing on other people's bodies, it means a lot that someone focuses and cherishes his.

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Scout-

Giving: Acts of service

Unlike Heavy, Scout is more, secretive, about his desire to serve. Don't get him wrong. He adores you! But you know... he's gotta be a cool guy for you! He very casually does things. Your shoes got untied? Oh well, I mean, Scout's actually closer to the ground anyways so he might as well do it for you. There's a puddle on the ground in front of you that you most certainly can avoid? Woah woah woah, not on Scout's watch, you're a very classy person, so naturally, he should deal with this for you. He's very silly and over the top, but he loves you, and that's just the price you pay for winning his heart. His favorite act of service is "fixing" things for you, primary by getting Engie to fix them, but hey, he still got it done! And by cooking for you. I know, I know, the fandom is divided on this one, but hear me out! He loves his Ma, and do you really think she'd let her boys walk out of the house thinking cooking is women's work? Hell no. He makes sure to cook you extra special dinners when the time is right. I actually think he has a recipe box from his Ma, and he wants to cook you every recipe in it.

Receiving: Words of affirmation

Please tell him how good he's doing, please mean it, please- Okay, we all know how Scout is. He may act all tough and cocky, but above all, he really values you and your opinions. He WANTS to hear your praise and reassurance, and he wants to know he's making you feel as loved as possible. Loving you, as cheesy as it sounds, makes him feel loved too.

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Sniper-

Giving: Gift giving

Sniper, by nature, is very reserved, so sometimes it's hard for him to express his love in normal ways. Thus leading to you finding various...uh...unorthodox gifts, left out for you. Animal parts being a major one (if you're a little too freaked out by this, or too much of an animal lover, he WILL respect this, you'll find yourself receiving small wood carvings instead) from hides to bones to just the whole ass animal, it's his way of showing you he loves you! Much like how cats do it, it's a mix of displaying his affection while also getting your attention. A dead rabbit on the doorstep makes for a good conversation... Yeah? Giving you things is like giving a piece of himself to you, and every time you accept, he falls more and more.

Receiving: Quality time

Hey, so speaking of that dead rabbit, you know how you could make him feel really loved? Sniper is more than happy to spend some one on one time with you, preferably somewhere quiet. Honestly, he'd find it so nice to just go somewhere in the desert, start up a fire, show you how to clean up the rabbit (again, if you're an animal lover, you don't have to deal with any of this! He'll take you out to the same place, start the same fire, but just teach you how to do small wood carvings or handle weapons.) And have a nice dinner out there with you, albeit not the most filling, but hey, I'm sure there's other animals around to spot while you spend some time with him.

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Spy-

Giving: Acts of service

Spy is a gentleman by nature. Of course, he loves to help you out! Although he complains a little, none of it is serious. He'll pull out your chair and hold doors open for you. If you need something, he's more than willing to grab it for you. He can TRY and cook for you also with...mixed results. Though ask him to mix you a drink or make you a nice cup of coffee, and he definitely won't disappoint. He really does enjoy making you drinks more than anything. He loves being able to bring you coffee (or tea) early in the morning. He is also VERY fond of helping you with your clothes in any context, wearing a dress? Let him zip it up for you. Wearing a suit? Let him tie your tie for you. Literally just wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants? Well, let him give you a jacket so you won't be cold. He loves doing the little things for you to make your days better.

Receiving: Physical touch

Dance. With. Him. He wants nothing more than to dance with you, having you be close to him. Feeling you rest your head softly against him in slower dances or feeling your body tense up as you two move faster in more upbeat dances. Even if you can't dance, he'll find a way to teach you. Also, he absolutely adores when he's trusting enough, the feeling of you taking off his mask gently, showing you the real him. Touching and kissing his face softly will never fail to make him smile fondly.

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Soldier-

Giving: Words (sort) of affirmation

He might not SOUND the most, uh, affirming, or gentle, but trust it has the intent there! Petnames and compliments are Soldier's whose main go tos when it comes to showing his love. It may sound like he's calling you the names he'd call any other soldier, but his voice does get a little more softer when calling YOU, cupcake, maggot, private, or hippe. To be fair, though, he does have, not so much softer moments, but quieter moments off the battlefield. He'll talk to you, praise your efforts during the day, and maybe even talk to you about how words are just, both his strong suit, but they're still how he expresses his love. He cares for you, you're a damn good soldier, just like him.

Receiving: Gift receiving

Oh, he's so happy to receive a gift at any time. Any type of gift works too. He's just so happy. He loves the gifts so much. Whether it's food, art, or just things that remind you of him. It all just makes him overjoyed. You make him food, and he tells everyone within yelling distance about it.. You make him something? He's showing it off for weeks. Oh, you found some things you think he'd like? Everyone's hearing about it, seeing it, AND he'll find a way to use it. He loves thay you care about him, and he loves the little trinkets your gift him. Bonus points also if you get gifts for the raccoons!

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Pyro-

Giving: Gift giving

Pyro absolutely loves to make you handmade gifts. I think Pyro would have so much fun with clay and pottery, although it does get to the point where you physically can't store any more items because of how much it has given you. They can't help it! They need to put all the love they have for you in something, they channel all their love into each project. I also think baked goods (with the help of Scout and Heavy) are a pretty frequent gift. And even if they are a little bit charred sometimes, it's really the thought that sounds. They will also gift you stuffed animals! Just don't be surprised if they come over to sleep over and visit you pretty frequently to spend the night with their favorite person, and also check in on its babies.

Receiving: Physical touch

Pyro absolutely adores being touched. Especially with how hidden most of its body is. They've had a life of feeling repulsive, like a freak...but to know you love them, all of them, regardless of their body. It makes a part of them feel healed. They love being held too. After a bad day or even a lot of stress, they just, they can't express how much they love the feeling of being cared for.

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Miss Pauling-

Giving: Words of affirmation

Miss Pauling might not have all the time in the world for you, she is a busy woman, but she makes sure you are loved, and thay she tells you that everyday. She's definitely the type to leave sticky notes around that have diffrent compliments and aftermarions on them. You've definitely woken up to one or two on your face when she wakes up in a sillier mood. If she's having a rough morning however, she'll still right nice notes, or before she leaves tell you that she loves and cares for you. If you're having a rough day she'll even try and sneak in a message or two to you giving you confidence. Letting you know you got this, and that she's always here for you. She was never really cheered on as a kid, and now she wants to make sure you know how much you mean to her.

Receiving: Quality time

Again, she might not have all the time in the world, but she does love to spend the time she has free with you. Even doing something simple like laying on the couch is good enough for her. Making time for her when she can't do the same for you, makes her feel...appreciated? In maybe a weird way. She thinks the fact that you can make time for her no matter what is the most amazing thing ever. When you find new things to be able to do, together. She really feels loved.

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I hope you all enjoyed it! Let's hope i didn't mess these up too bad, lol. I may have been writing this from 2am-6:30 am. But I loved writing this one, I just love these guys so much. I hope everyone has a very happy Valentines Day with their loved ones, family, or friends!

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[rat-n-atty]

The last gift 🎁

Animation and some soppy rambling from yours truly!

( featuring in order, @stillnothereforanyrealreason @hyperbaguette @chaosisunderratedd @fandomgoesahhhhhhhhh @echostarsys @livzees (Hi wife!) @sakuwura-meow-meow @xcoffeebomb @cookiepopcat @axelcx11z @coralalala64 @tiredsmashbros @its-a-me-mango @libbytwq @bear-boi-5 @bluestrawberrybunny @briandraws )

BOOM!

REDESIGNS ONCE AGAIN ONLY THIS TIME ATTY APPARENTLY HAS LOST HER WRISTS (jk, but now her hands float for some reason, not Rats tho...)

Okay now it's time for me to rant about all the wonderful people I have made in the animation :D

@stillnothereforanyrealreason , @hyperbaguette and @chaosisunderratedd y'all are...the best friends I had ever got the chance of meeting. We have been through the deepest shit ever in our life and yet we all still managed to still be friends and that really surprises me. You guys are my truest friends that I don't mind rambling about redeemable villains with or maybe even share some shitty humor or go to y'all for some art inspiration but overall just have a really fun time.

I want to thank you for all these crazy 2 years we have been friends for and hopefully we still continue that crazy questionable bond 💜💜💜

@fandomgoesahhhhhhhhh and @echostarsys y'all are a bunch of freaks tbh /silly but you're bestest mates that I could ever ask for! I love hanging out with you guys and yapping about who knows what whether it be Smg4 or it be your Aus! I love how passionate you two are and I love how you guys support my own small projects as well! You guys have made me feel comfortable talking about my interests in a really long time and I just want to thank you for that 💜💜💜

You guys are amazing and I hope you two never stop being you (except maybe Tari...stop being rude /silly/j)

@livzees HI WIFE YOU LOVABLE BEST PERSON I HAVE EVER MET YOU!!!!!! You are the best person I have ever had the chance to meet and get to know! You're super funny and your art is really cool and I love all that you do and create including your Rivalry Au! You don't mind if I yap too much or send you the dumbest things, you make me feel seen and noticed and I am so happy I can be silly with you (considering I proposed with an onion ring)

Seeing you pop up on my screen makes my day and being with you in VC trying to make you laugh at my dumb jokes makes me happy! I love you sm (/p) and always keep being your amazing lovable you ❤️❤️❤️❤️

@sakuwura-meow-meow , @cookiepopcat and @xcoffeebomb YOU GUYSSSSSS UGHHH WHERE DO I EVEN BEGIN?????? You 3 are the coolest people ever in my eyes, even though I tend to make fun of you a lot...you mean a lot to me. You listened, you laughed, and you supported me when I felt like no was. You made me feel like I belong and that I mattered.

You all helped me get out of my shell which I am grateful for (but you should also be terrified about too, I have breeched containment and cannot be held for much longer /hj) I hope you 3 never stop being your amazing selves and I hope you know that you all hold a very special place in my half dead bitchy heart ❤️❤️❤️

@axelcx11z and @coralalala64 YOUUUU!!!! THE SILLIES!!!! YES YOU!!! YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!!!! I'll have to admit...talking to you guys at first was so nerve-racking for me because I look up to y'all but after some chats...I realize y'all are just a bunch of the silliest people ever lol but I love that about yous.

Cora, you are the first person I saw on my page and instantly had to follow because I thought your art style was so cool and I think your Aus and your own characters and creatures (as deadly as they can be, one of them gave me rabies /hj) is the wonderful silly aspect about you that I love 🫴👑✨

Axel, you're the chilliest guy I have ever had the pleasure of meeting and I love how you even consider me your doppelganger considering how little we interact lol (sorry, I'm just too shy) . I still totally love all that you do tho no matter what fandom you're in; I fell in love with your style when I first saw it so never stop creating dude 🫴👑✨

@tiredsmashbros , @its-a-me-mango and @libbytwq or as I call you, the holy Smg4 Trinity /silly. It was such an honor to finally meet you all in the TSB server but to be honest I was also on the verge of having a panic attack because I was overwhelmed being surrounded by a bunch of people I look up to the most. I know I'm not active much and I barely have anything to say (unless it's about AJR or my cursed hear me outs) But I absolutely enjoyed any interaction I got.

You guys are the biggest inspirations in my life and I hope that one day I'll be able to achieve what you do (but not today lol) you guys are awesome, I love your rants and your complicated lore and most of all, I love your art and I hope you never stop doing what you love 🫴👑👑👑✨✨✨

@bear-boi-5 HI! HELLO! IT'S ME! YOU ARE ONE OF THE FIRST PEOPLE I LOOKED UP TO! When I first joined Tumblr, I remember your pretty little masked face /silly showing up on my screen and I immediately saw and loved it! You are such a master at traditional art and I love how detailed it is and how cool it looks!

When you first made fanart of my Smg5 I was absolutely shook considering at the time I was still a fairly small creator with only like 50 followers lmao but I want to thank you, if you didn't draw my Smg5 I probably wouldn't have drawn her much either assuming that people just hated her.

Meeting you in the TSB server was the coolest thing in my life because you're one chill dude and I hope that maybe when I overcome my overbearing shyness we could get to know each other better lol

🫴👑✨

@bluestrawberrybunny and @briandraws Brian, you're a freak /pos like HOW???? HOW DO YOU HAVE THE TIME, AND THE PASSION AND THE ENERGY FOR WHAT YOU DO???? Honestly if I ever had the amount of energy you have, I would be in a bloody coma. You are the first person I ever had the chance of actually connecting with a Tumblr moot (and realizing how unhinged they are /hj) but I just wanted to say thank you for tolerating me this long lol. Your an amazing artist and even an amazing author (even though I think you should be sentenced to a mental hospital for flooding the server about your Marware obsession /j )

And you! Blue! I love all your work as well! I love apprenticeship and I love your tangents! Having you and meeting you in the server has been a treat but it's also nerve racking because I'm still shy lol. I think your art is so cute and I hope you never stop!

🫴👑👑✨✨

Because of the song I couldn't add as many people as I wanted but here are some honorable mentions!

@deltaruinedcoco37 @purpdrawsthings @hamlos @chaoticlad @bow-and-aro-child @theartistisme43 @b-r-i-n-g-x @grinnames @strange0-0storm @goofy-goobers-things @arco-doodles @artist-heart83 @sspacesillyy @hi-imlooneybirdie @pisschxn @rainstormsart and PLENTY MORE BUT TUMBLR FUCKING HATES ME SO IF YOU SEE THIS THEN I LIKE YOU TOO

I love all that you guys do wether that be art or writing or theories or ANYTHING ELSE just know that you'll always have a supporter 🫴👑✨

Now this brings me to the end of my birthday party sadly, I hope y'all liked it and I hope y'all didn't eat all of my birthday cake and thank you for all the birthday art and wishes but before y'all go...

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

The many joys of sharing your birthday with a holiday, it's often overlooked lol but I hope you guys enjoy it whether you're alone or you have a partner. Practice self love too because you're also important ❤️❤️❤️

Okay that's it

BI Y'ALL!

[sokuuuu]

saw a post on my fyp a few hours ago that got me thinking about the game again. I've also been deep into Greek mythology so forgive me for somewhat combining two of my interests.

A common trope for characters who are gods or deities is their lack of humanity. They aren't bound by the confines of mortality, therefore they do not live by our rules. Our human concepts of community, society, and relationships are utterly beneath them because they exist in the scope of inevitable destruction. The mortal ones are the empathetic ones in the story of the gods, the victims who struggle to cling to our human desires beneath the whims of gods. Slay the Princess, however, subverts this expectation. In fact it turns it on its head by humanizing the deities and complicating the mortal man.

The Princess and Quiet are not people to the Narrator, and he makes that blatantly clear - they're constructs. Objects to be used to fulfill his desires. There's a fragile relationship between the three where the Narrator holds most of the powerful information over these characters' heads. He watches and observes their actions the way a "God" in the most general sense of a word would. In fact, he created the world the two inhabit. For the most part they're just living in it.

It's especially interesting to me that what the Narrator seeks is immortality. He fears death, a concept so meaningless to Quiet and the Princess. Their roles are so uniquely swapped. The powerful mortal man yearns for the strengths of the struggling, clueless gods.

As we expect from someone human - or at least, mortal in this world of this story - the Narrator is complicated. But the story doesn't derive the Princess and Quiet of their humanity either despite their larger roles. In fact, despite the two being two halves of the same larger concept, STP pours so much attention into making the two feel alive. Making their lives matter. We don't want to die even though we know how many chances we have. Each time we die, The Voice of The Hero fears the upcoming. In the mirror, facing the end, they are afraid. It's the closest these two unending beings can get to understanding the Narrator's fear of death.

They share our fears. Do they share our human desires?

The post that inspired me to ramble like this in the first place (I certainly wish I could find it) brought me back to this part of The Princess and The Dragon:

Although they aren't aware of the limits of their own existence, the Princess and Quiet know what they feel fulfilled when they are with each other. Even after everything. The Princess is angry at you in this chapter, both you and your voices, and yet she still wants that part of Quiet back. The part that makes her feel whole again. It's an obvious calling to their connection to each other in hindsight, as two parts of the same god. But they don't fit together anymore. They cannot fit together anymore as two separate entities. Part of their beings complete each other, but they are two separate beings created by the Narrator now. They can no longer be each other, but they know they belong with each other.

It's a... romantic way of thinking about it. We know soulmates, two souls destined for one another. They make each other complete despite their imperfections. Despite their existence as two separate organisms. They are not one in the same and yet they fit perfectly together. It's fantastical. It's unrealistic. It's a portrayal of love only imperfect beings like mortals can strive for. And yet the irony is that the two are anything but.

The Narrator even admits it to himself: he's wrong about Quiet and the Princess (although mostly Quiet in this instance, the same can certainly apply to her). They are not just gods. They are not just constructs. They are people. People with free will, with empathy, with desires, with longing. He's just like them, and we're just like him. The Narrator dwells on this boundary between life and death, mortal being and god, while we find these barriers so unimportant to us. The ending of Slay the Princess is about shedding the boundaries between ourself and the Princess and letting the two complete each other in a perfectly imperfect way. The very essence of mortality and humanity, displayed by two gods.

There's a beauty to imperfection.

[aquinnix]

Febuwhump Day 13 - "I Don't Trust Anyone Else"

“Etho? Are you even listening to me?” Bdubs snapped his head around, ready to glare. However, Etho was looking at him with true interest in his eyes, and nodded at Bdubs’ question. Bdubs laughed under his breath. “It wouldn’t kill you to say something every once and a while, you know.” He meant it as a joke, but Etho’s eyes changed to hold something akin to fear. Still, he simply nodded. Bdubs put his hands on his hips. “Are you alright? You can tell me anything.” 

Etho curled in on himself a little bit as he nodded once again, this time more vigorously. And this time, Bdubs noticed, the motion was accompanied by a wince that Etho tried desperately to hide. Bdubs came to sit next to him. “Okay, that’s it, something’s wrong. Are you hurt? I can go grab some bandages…” He was cut off by Etho shaking his head adamantly. 

Bdubs gave him that glare he had been holding in. “Etho.” His voice was like that of a stern parent. “Tell me what’s wrong.” Etho made a small grunting noise and shook his head again, though this time it was a movement of resignation. Bdubs finally understood. “Did something happen to your mouth? Your jaw?” Etho simply made another groaning sound and pointed to his mask. He brought his knees to his chest, not fully meeting Bdubs’ eyes. 

And Bdubs knew why. He knew how touchy Etho was about the subject. He, or anyone he knew for that matter, had never once seen Etho without his mask on. But now as Bdubs’ attention was directed towards the piece of fabric, he noticed how it was slightly darker in places, taking on a reddish hue. “I can get the bandages and leave the room if you want or…” Bdubs’ voice wavered as he spoke, eventually falling victim to the tension as it trailed off. 

However, at that idea, Etho shook his head once again. Bdubs tried to hide his confusion. How bad was this mystery injury? Did Etho not think he could do it himself? What were they supposed to do about it if… 

A tap on his shoulder, bringing Bdubs out of his thoughts. Etho kept one hand on Bdubs’ shoulder, squeezing tightly, as the other began to, slowly, reach for his mask. Bdubs’ eyes went wide. “Are you sure?” Etho didn’t respond, only hooking a finger over the top of the fabric. It was slow going, whether due to the pain, or Etho’s reservations about the action, Bdubs wasn’t sure. Likely a combination of both. Bdubs forced himself to maintain a compassionate smile despite the gore being revealed. 

And gore it was, Etho’s lips were bloodied, his jaw hanging in a manner that made Bdubs think it might be dislocated, and a sizable piece of his cheek was entirely missing. It was impossible to keep a straight face, no matter how hard Bdubs tried, and he could see his shortcoming in Etho’s expression. “Here. Let me get a cloth and some water.” Bdubs stood, nearly running into the other room, not trusting his stomach to keep its contents for much longer. 

He prayed Etho couldn’t hear his vomiting. 

Bdubs tried to get a hold of himself. Etho had just put so much trust in him, and what was he doing with it? Emptying it out into a bucket. Bdubs returned to Etho with a different bucket full of water and a couple of cloths. 

“Try to stay still for me?” Bdubs winced at his own request, imagining how much pain Etho must be in. Carefully, Bdubs began to wipe away the blood, cleaning the wounds. As more of Etho’s face was revealed, Bdubs’ expression softened. Subconsciously, he had always imagined Etho’s face as something grotesque and disfigured, something worthy of being hidden. But, despite its current state, Bdubs saw nothing to hint at such an explanation, no scar tissue or strange appendages. Just a very human face, with a very dislocated jaw. 

Bdubs set down the cloth. “I’m gonna have to get that jaw back into place.” Etho’s eyes widened for a moment before he nodded slowly. Bdubs wiped the crimson that had bled in the time it took him to say that sentence. Then, he put one hand behind Etho’s head, and gently grabbed his jaw with the other. “On the count of three. One. Two.” The pair both braced themselves. “Three.” Bdubs pushed Etho’s jaw back into place, receiving the first true sound of pain from Etho. Bdubs put his hands up. “All done!” He grabbed the bandages, wrapping Etho’s jaw to keep it in place, and cheek. 

When he was finally done. He sat back, unease sinking back into him. “Etho?” He looked up. “Thank you for trusting me.” 

At those words, Etho gave as much of a smile as he could manage, which was next to nothing. Still, to Bdubs it was beautiful. 

And Bdubs was going to dangle this over everyone else’s head for all of eternity. With Etho’s permission of course. 

[darinawrites]

♧|Aib characters protecting you in lights out|♧

Characters: Kuina, Arisu, Chishiya, Ann, Niragi

A/n: Since the Aib fandom on tt is only talking about how they would be in squid game, I thought this would be interesting. Also, I lost the longer version of this and cried at the loss of the 1.7k words I wrote 💔 I'm too sleep deprived for all of this, I just want my sleep man I also can't tag Ann without my post glitching out for some reason. Had to sit here 40 minutes trying to decipher what I did wrong with the tags.

┆彡Chishiya

He would be prepared, immediately figuring out what the game is trying to provoke and would make a plan

He knows physical strength is something he lacks in, so he'll try and make weapons out of everything. Give him toilet paper and he'll somehow make it explosive. Don't test this mans concerning knowledge of weapons.

While telling you his plan, he'd try and convince himself it's for his own greed. That you fight well and could even be a potential sacrifice, but he knows it isn't true. He knows there's a sincere affection beneath his actions. He's confident in his plans, he doesn't need you as backup. Especially since it would hold him back, your scrupulous personality picking fights with ever other person, making you a target. Yet the words still flew out of his mouth

Oh, love. How much he loathed how it made him act against what he believes. How your wellbeing is in his thoughts much more than he'd like

But he won't ever tell you his worry, not at all. He'd hide it behind the apathetic personality he built up.

Overall, he would protect you in a way you wouldn't notice, but put his thoughts at peace

"Chishiya, how the fuck..." you were astonished at what he could make with such little resources. A makeshift knife shining on his hand.

"For what do you need that anyways? I thought your confident in your plans, not the genius you thought you were?" you teased, earning yourself a small, barely noticeable grin on his face.

"It's good to have a weapon, regardless of the fight happening today. Besides, with all the enemies you have it wouldn't be so bad to have a little help." his words made you gasp loudly and dramatically. Staring at him with an over exaggerated shock on your face.

"You really think I can't beat their asses, Chishiya? You think so low of me." clutching your heart as if its broken, your words flowing out with fake emotion.

"Oh, I would never." he said with as much emotion he could muster to imitate your disappointed voice. Quickly hiding his weapon as he saw the guards come with breakfast.

"You better! Or else I'll kick your ass too." you giggled, standing up to get food that will only last for a few hours before hunger rumbles in your stomach again. But you'll take everything you can.

┆彡Kuina

While she wouldn't notice immediately what the game is trying to do, she surely will notice what the O players plan to do. She isn't stupid and it wouldn't surprise her once she realizes. Noticing how petulant people around her are.

She wouldn't worry lots though and not put much thought in what she'd do when it happens. She can easily beat all the inexperienced players around her, she's strong and has nothing to worry about.

Kuina wouldn't be an outstanding target either. She's amiable, but also reckless. Earning respect of some and being looked down by others. But you? You aren't a target, you're a victim. Your closed in personality earning yourself to be pushed around by others. Kuina is always there to protect you though, whether that be with words or her fist.

And did I mention what an absolute sweetheart she is? She would always want you to be near her, near enough to protect you. You can count on her to make you feel safe

The flashing of the lights made you panic, losing sight of Kuina as screams emerged around you. You remember her warning you of this, of the bloodlust. The sight around making you want to throw up.

You know you were weak, a target to many. Your breaths were irregular as you frantically looked around for Kuina, her presence seemingly nowhere to be seen around you.

Yet as you tried to call out for her, your weight was suddenly dropped as you made a thud sound. Looking up, you noticed the person who pushed you. A brute who also partook in 'bullying' you.

The smirk he gave you made you nauseous, a smirk that held power over you. You didn't even fight back, no, you gave up. Knowing what as about to come, you closed your eyes and simply waited for the impact.

But instead of pain ringing trough your body, a loud smack and groan could be heard. As you opened your eyes, you were shocked to see Kuina skillfully beat up the man before pulling you up and to a corner.

It happened so fast, your brain barely processing what was going on as you were pulled away from the fight. It's only once you had a moment to take a breath did you speak.

"Wow, I didn't know you could fight so well." you said. She didn't fight just to fight like the others, her moves were thought out. It was impressive and you were immensely grateful for her.

"Well, I'm not just all looks. Even if I am hot." she replied sarcastically, a trait you've always admired and loved about her. The screams in the background nearly forgotten as you laughed together.

┆彡Niragi

Niragi would know a fight will be starting because he's the one to initiate it. Planning to do so with his side, not to win the vote tomorrow but simply for fun. It gives him a sense of pride and superiority when hurting others, he loves it.

What he wouldn't love though is people hurting you. He'll make sure to make it clear to anyone what will happen if they dare to do so. And they definitely did see it. His tracksuit all bloodied up after starting a fight in the bathroom with a guy who got closs to you.

Safe to say no one will be near you

Niragi is also the type to worry, but hide it. He couldn't let anyone see such a side of him, who knows what they'll think. He will be denial, trust me. Denying his care for you

Well, sure. Maybe he'll beat up any guy that comes near you. Maybe he told you to hide tonight, even if he knows no one will come near you. Maybe he'd give you weapons, but that definitely doesn't mean he cares. Not at all.

The delicious flavours of kimbap filled your mouth, a small yet filling meal. Something proper to eat after they basically starved you for days.

The satiating of your stomach, the rumbling quieting down. It felt so good, enjoying yourself in the little blissful moment you had.

That was until a familiar voice called out for you, bringing your focus away from the food. You silently groaned at the voice. The figure now entering the corner of your eyesight.

"What do you want now, Niragi" you asked him, now standing in front of you. Does the universe really hate you that much to ruin every small nice thing you have?

He gave you a small smirk at your frustration before handing you a fork. "Take this and keep it with you" he said with no explanation.

"The hell, you don't need a fork to eat kimbap. Where did you even get this??"

"It's to attack others, dumbass." he rolled his eyes. And it pleasantly surprised you that he cared over something like that.

"Gee, since when did you care about something like safety?" you giggled as you teased, but instead of a smirk or a returning choice of words he was reacted unusual.

"Don't push it and don't fuck with me. Just keep it with you." he said much too loud for your liking, a few heads turning to look at you both.

"Alright, goodness." you murmured more of so to yourself, but a tinge of happiness rang trough your body at his gesture. And when he finally left you alone, you let a smile slip. If only you could see him more often like this.

┆彡Ann

She immediately noticed the games intent. It's simply in her nature, she's observant and watches everything with meticulous care to the details. It's stupid to think he wouldn't notice. She'd tell you her observations and set out a plan together

And it is the most detailed yet somehow simplest plan.

Ann wouldn't be an outstanding target. She only surrounds herself with people who are trustworthy, not letting other players have a chance to know her much. She sees everything, she watches everytime she can so she knows a lot about other people and who to trust.

In that area she protects you, from bad influence. Your bubbly personality loves to socialize, so she'll always keep eyes on who you're being friendly with.

It felt like an eternity before the flickering of the lights stopped and the guards came back to shoot the ceiling. You flinched just as much as your body allowed you to before the pain came back in.

You should have paid more attention. You should have taken the warnings of Ann seriously. Maybe then you wouldn't be leaning against a wall with a big gash on your arm, a mark of betrayal. You felt so stupid to have trusted them, resulting in you loosing Ann and being attacked.

The thoughts clouding your mind got stopped for a moment as you heard your name being called, looking up to meet her gaze. Hand clutching your other arm as it bleed trough.

She didn't let a word out, calmly grabbing her green jacket to properly care for your wounds, her limited medical experience being able to do so.

"It'll hurt, be ready." she hummed, tying the tracksuit around the wound securely, staying very calm while doing so as you groaned out at the sharp tug of the pain.

"I'm sorry, Ann.." you hushed out once she was finished, a guilty look plastered on your face.

"Mhh. Don't be so reckless next time, alright?" she answered, making you nod in agreement as you gave her a small smile. Clinging onto her as the wound still stung, and she allowed you to. Even with not being fond of affection so publicly, she simply stayed silent with a small tug of a smile on her face.

How glad you were to have her in such a place.

┆彡Arisu

Arisu is smart and can see trough the hearts of others, of course he'd notice the voting splitting the people. He's quick witted and would come up with a sensible plan immediately

But you'd have to constantly tell him to not worry so much. He can only suppress his anxiety when it tense situations, but knowing that the fight will break out days before it actually did simply gives him time to overthink. He wouldn't dare to think what would happen if he did something wrong and the cause would be your death. You're practically his will to live, he can't continue without him.

So, he'll try to keep you close to him. He'd be awkward about it and, of course, tries to know you're comfortable with. But he'd prefer for you to stay close

He'd protect you with his greatest strength, his intelligence. That man is lanky and wouldn't be the best fighter to protect you physical, but if he had to he would.

"Can you believe she said that. You just had to be there, it was such a cool fight." you rambled on and on about something you saw today, ranting to skip the time in this boring and ruthless place. It always felt nice to use your voice heavily, and you were grateful that Arisu always let you.

But as you looked up, you saw him paying you almost no attention. His eyes staring into the abyss, his thoughts occupying every sense in his body. And you immediately knew what was going on.

"Hey, Arisu. Is everything alright, something worrying you?" you asked, shifting his attention over to you as his face morphs into an apologetic one.

He ignored your question and started to incessantly apologize for not hearing you out, frustration pulling on your furrowed eyebrows as you tried to stop him.

"Arisu!" you managed stop him "Let me reword my sentence. Stop worrying so much about the plan." the words lingered in the air as you let it sink in, Arisu softening his features as he looked at you. Worry still there, but not as immense before your words.

"10 minutes until the lights go off!" the familiar yet mysterious voice rang again trough the speaker.

You smiled, softly locking your hands together as you held his tightly. Red slightly tainted his cheeks, something so small that you missed it as you simply enjoyed it while Arisu was nervous with this much contact.

"It's almost time, come on, let's go. We'll be fine" you tugged on his hand. You couldn't even deny your own anxiety now bubbling inside, standing upt to get ready. But as you saw Arisu beside you, alive and well, you knew everything will be alright. You trust him, even if he doesn't trust himself.

[curly-fry-3]

hi! would love you see your take on reader getting trapped in a djinn dream and the dream just being sam and reader in love

love your work!

𖦹Apple Pie Life𖦹

summary𖦹 You get caught by a Djinn and wake up next to Sam

pairing𖦹 Sam Winchester x Reader

word count𖦹 998

notes𖦹 omg this took way longer to write than I'm willing to admit sorry it took so long I hope you like it

This isn't right. it isn't real. Ten minutes ago you were cautiously walking through an abandoned warehouse, searching for a djinn, and now you're waking up in a queen size bed. You had been hunting the monster down with the Winchester brothers. Sam and Dean had been your close friends for as long as you can remember, you stayed with Dean and hunted with him when Sam left for Stanford, and you've helped them save the world way too many times. You were very close to the brothers. You liked to think of Dean as your brother and Sam as…not brother, not friend either–some secret third thing. Ok, sure you totally had the hots for him, but you keep it professional. He does not need to know, if he wanted you he would have told you, and so far you've just heard radio silence.

You try not to think about Sam–if you don't focus on your feelings they'll go away (totally healthy). But you have a hard time not thinking about him right now as you wake up in a bed that's not yours next to, what looks like, his sleeping figure.

That djinn totally got you, but is it really that bad? He looks peaceful for once, And he's lying next to you. In your dream life you're with Sam–you totally should unpack that when you get out of this. But what if real Sam doesn't like you? This Sam likes you. You'll just savor it, enjoy it while you can.

Your train of thought stops when you notice Sam waking up. He stirs and turns towards you, lazily opening his eyes. When his gaze meets yours a slight smile stretches across his face, “morning, beautiful” He reaches towards you and pulls you into his chest–his bare chest (holy moly)–and kisses your hairline.

You look up at him bashfully, “morning”

He pulls away from you slightly and playfully smirks, “You know, I don’t have to go into the firm today…we could just stay in bed as long as we want”

The firm? Oh my god, Sam is a lawyer. That means you don’t hunt. It also means you're rich. you smile in return “that sounds amazing”

he pulls you back into his chest and you melt into his embrace. You feel his chest rumble as he starts talking. “You have no idea how much i've missed you, these long shifts are killing me”

“I'm here now” you respond

He chuckles lightly, “thank god”

You two stay wrapped in eachothers arms, falling in and out of sleep, talking about anything and everything for the next couple hours till Sam lets go of you to go to the bathroom and make some breakfast. You watch his large fame leave the bedroom and that's when you decide to snoop a little. 

Getting up from the bed and putting on some comfy clothes, you notice some framed photos on the wall of you and sam…getting married. Holy shit. Looking at the photos, you notice Dean and Cas there, everyone so happy. God, your dress is beautiful, must've been expensive. You snap out of your shock when you hear Sam call out for you, “hey babe, coffee is ready”

You start heading towards his voice, trying to find the kitchen in this unfamiliar home, “thanks, sammy��� You make your way to the open space of the kitchen and take in the decor. 

Sam walks up behind you and hugs you, nuzzling his nose into your neck and hugging your middle. “Mhh…you're warm”

You chuckle lightly, “you're clingy”

“I wasn't lying when I said I missed you…it's not a crime for me to miss my wife”

You blush as he calls you that “I never said it was a bad thing”

He kisses down your neck with a playful smile, “sure” he responds, sarcastically

You turn around in his embrace and wrap your arms around his shoulders, playing with the baby hairs resting on the nape of his neck. Sam tightens his hold on you, hands resting on your lower back. You breathe out of your nose in amusement, “you're always so sassy” 

He shakes his head in fake annoyance and rolls his eyes “so i've been told”

You pull him down and kiss the mole on his cheek, “you said there was coffee” 

He smiles softly and loosens his embrace “on the counter”

“You're an angel” You let go of him and turn around, grabbing your mug. You turn towards Sam and lean your back against the countertop, taking a sip of your drink. You look up at Sam with a smirk over the top of the cup. 

He looks at you with awe, “god you're beautiful…looking at me like that”

You put your drink down on the counter “You're the pretty one. I mean–they way youre looking at me…like I hung the stars in the sky” You argue

 He shrugs “Can you blame me”

You jokingly twirl your hair between your fingers, “I guess not”

He huffs in amusement and steps closer to you, lightly hugging you again. You rest your arms on his chest, lightly pushing him and walking him towards the couch. He sits back down on the couch and you follow him, straddling his lap. His arms move lower, hands resting on your bottom and you nuzzle into him. “I love you” you say into his chest

“I love you more” he responds

“Mhn I don't think that's possible”You disagree

Sam sifts on the couch, moving to get more comfortable, “i'm not so sure about that”

You look up at him, “last I checked, I'm always right”

He shakes his head in resignation, “that you are”

You lay back down on his chest and Sam kisses the top of your head. Sure none of this was real, but you're not gonna pass up this opportunity. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad to stay here for the day. You could figure a way out of this later.

sorry if there are typos or anything

@areswasneverhere

[crabs-with-sticks]

Adding to this, while I in no way think Brandon Sanderson is perfect, and don't have much respect at all for the mormon church, I do respect how he has worked to change his views. Has he said homophobic stuff in the past, yes, but he has since then rescinded those statements.

Taken from this post on his blog regarding the relationship between Renarin and Rlain (they gay), and helps to show why I think it is important to acknowledge the progress:

So, with an eye toward my more conservative readership, let’s talk about why I think it’s important to put gay people in my books.      When I was a teenager, first discovering fantasy, I enjoyed the Dragonlance books. I still remember—to this day—the powerful effect it had on me to read, in the author’s bios, that Tracy Hickman was a member of my same church. I lived in Nebraska, in a region without a lot of members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints—I believe I was the only one in my entire grade at a rather large school. Discovering Tracy was a member of the Church meant something relevant to me. It made the job of being a novelist more real to me. Rationally, I didn’t need such validation—anyone can be a novelist and write whatever they want—but to a young man who often felt an outsider, this was a powerful statement of possibility. I will be forever grateful to Tracy for adding that little off-handed tidbit in his bio at the end of the books, mentioning that he liked to play organ at his local LDS congregation. One of the next book series I read was Rose of the Prophet, also by Tracy and his writing partner Margaret Weis. I ended up liking this series even more than Dragonlance, and while it’s a been a long time, (and I can’t honestly say how well the approach to an Arabian-inspired fantasy holds up in a world with much more attention on such things), I maintain a deep and abiding fondness for it. In that series, one of the main protagonists is gay—and though such things weren’t talked about as overtly in Rose of the Prophet as they might be today (it was the 80s), the text made very clear his orientation, and included a same-sex romantic plotline. As a youth reading this, I was at first confused. Wasn't the gay character a representation of the “them” in the “us vs them” of the world? Why, then was he written with such positivity? When we are young, our perspectives tend to be binary in this way; I should like to think that as we age, we are able to add more nuance to this thought process and conversation.

But before I dig further into this, let me tell you about reading A Study in Scarlet around the same time—one of the original Sherlock Holmes novels by Arthur Conan Doyle. I was a big fan of the series, and read through the entire collected works, starting with the short fiction and ending with the longer works. To my surprise, I found in A Study in Scarlet a rather bad and inaccurate portrayal of my religion, and the history around it. It was a shockingly weak section in an otherwise excellent story. (And, if you think this is going too far, do know that Mr. Doyle later apologized—in person, in Salt Lake City—for the portrayal, which was made without the proper research.) I realized something that day: authors write for a lot of reasons, and I’m not one to pick which reasons are better or worse. But in my case, I wanted to do as Tracy had done, and try my best to portray people different from myself with care, attention, and respect.

Hey so uh I just saw someone put Brandon Sanderson in the same list as JKR and Neil Gaiman talking about “problematic authors” and I feel that some people have completely lost the plot for what constitutes as problematic.

An author being part of a religion you don’t like or understand is NOT AT ALL THE SAME as actually sexually assaulting multiple women. To put Gaiman and Sando on the same list is just a bafflingly bad take. BookTok is a weird place.

[agentark]

whatever you do, don't imagine a young J Corvin waiting every day at the end of their drive, hoping today is the day the mail carrier finally brings a letter from their very best friend

[fideidefenswhore]

Anne's ability to hold the king off for seven years is part of her legend. The brilliance of her strategy was to cast herself in the role of the courtly lady, requiring Henry to play to perfect knight. Henry was nothing if not dogged in the pursuit of all the roles in which he cast himself—philosopher-king, warrior, even husband—and 'this persona of courtly lover...was fully formed in Henry and had been signaling...for an answering adept to come and lift its latch. In Anne, he had her: she was the mistress of Petrarchan contraries [...] the perfect [player] for the king's tender interest.'

Renaissance Prince: Elizabeth, Lisa Hilton

[deepspaceclawstation]

I feel so stupid rn

[cactusdodes]

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[ourceliumnetwork]

i really am just going to have to lean into the fact that i just really like cheese board foods and deal with that, aren't I?