#i hope i understood your question correctly anon

[vladdyissues]

Do you believe in the difference in behavior between couples compared to friends? I don't mean that he is more affectionate with his partner...

If rhetorically Danny with Vlad is super serious and almost silent since he pretends that he doesn't like him in public and gets along well with his friends, Do you think Vlad noticed and talked to him privately? [I got it from a fanfic Oops]

Oh, I certainly believe there's a behavioral difference when it comes to friends versus romantic partners, especially in public. Unless the couple are being very careful—e.g., if they're celebrities or billionaires, who have paparazzi stalking them night and day, and don't want the entire world to know their personal business—there are subtle signs in body language, eye contact, and physical touch that can reveal the depth of their relationship.

For myriad reasons—not the least of which being the enormous age difference as well as Vlad's high profile status—I think Danny would be very careful about how he looks in public when he's around Vlad. Probably as carefully as Vlad would behave. If you've ever had a crush as a teenager, you know how mortifying it can be when your crush even looks in your direction.

Person 1: Oh, shit, they're walking toward me! What do I do what do I do!? Act calm! Breathe! Should I say hi? Or would that be too— Person 2: *walks past Person 1 to throw something in a trash can*

Until someone works up the courage to interact with their crush, they'll have no idea they're even being crushed on.

Vlad, though, he would notice. Not only because he's older, he's been there, he knows all about crushes, pining, and unrequited love, but because he can probably sense a lot about Danny through their ghost halves. He's probably been getting blasted with spectral love signals from the boy for months, but he deliberately ignored them until he was/is absolutely certain that he isn't misinterpreting them—because not only does that have the potential to be disastrous for him, publicly and professionally, but he doesn't want to break Daniel's heart. Vlad has had his heart broken before. For over 20 years he suffered the fallout from it. As much as he and Danny clash, he doesn't want to hurt the boy. Not so deeply, not that way.

But how would he even be able to approach Daniel to talk to him about these feelings he's been picking up on? How direct would he dare to be? Would he warn him of the dangers? Rebuff him? Tell Danny to wait? Or would Vlad, in his desperation and impatience to be loved, throw caution to the wind, accept the risks, and enter into a dangerous—but fervent, intense and spectrally powerful—relationship with Danny? I suppose that's a question each and every one of us Pompep authors ask ourselves (and answer) at some point.

[oksfranta]

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[studentinpursuitofclouds]

Hihi I'm new here! I really like your headcanons. Would it be alright if I could ask headcanons for the bachelors and how their romantic relationship with a farmer that already has a kid from a different relationship progress?

Like, one day a kid just randomly shows up at the farmer's doorstep with a social worker and farmer had to explain that their ex couldn't keep the child anymore, and the kid is also super anxious about moving in with them or something.

I'm really sorry- it was a scenario I've seen dabbled into once and I'm just very curious as to what others think of it too aha.

If this ask is not your cup of tea, feel free to disregard it. Have a great day op 🙏✨

Hellooooo!

Sorry for the delay, dear anon. This headcanon just turned out bigger than I planned 😅 Hope I understood your question correctly. Thank you very much for the ask, and enjoy! 🫰💕

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SDV bachelors x Farmer, that already has a kid from a different relationship:

Shane:

Oh, man. This is all very awkward...

Shane knew about Farmer's ex, the reason for the breakup and the fact that the child was in the care of their ex in Zuzu City.

Farmer visited their child almost every week, calling and writing letters, but Shane himself was not particularly involved, not knowing how to approach the little one.

Naturally, when the kid came to visit the farm, the chicken man would try to make the kid feel comfortable, but considering everything they'd been through, even here it was pretty awkward.

On the plus side, they was the same age as Jas, and the kids had become fast friends in a short time.

Farmer encouraged their spouse's attempts at friendship with their kid, but again, things were still pretty awkward.

When the Farmer's child arrived with a social worker some time later, Shane noticed how much the little one resembled him in his yought - confused, scared, resentful of everyone and tired of everything. Their familiar world where both parents were together was gone forever.

Later, Shane was able to explain how he'd been in a similar situation, how he'd almost lost because of the mistakes he'd made trying to cope with pain.

The kid quickly found common ground with him. Especially after they confessed that they liked chickens!

Shane doesn't claim to be a father, as the kid is pretty mature and understands on their own.

But he will treat them with the same care and responsibility as he does Jas.

They are all kinda weird family, but Shane loves them all and still can't believe how lucky he is.

Sam:

It's quite a tricky situation, but thanks to his friendliness and personality, Sam is great with kids.

When Farmer finally introduced their kid to Sam, the young guitarist immediately went into cool brother/uncle mode.

The kid was worried, but Sam began to slowly gain their trust by asking about their interest in comics or other hobbies.

It makes him happy that the kid can forget about problem and concerns at least for now, because children should be happy and play while they have their childhood.

Sam knows that Farmer broke up with their ex more or less calmly, without scandal or drama, but he knows, like Farmer, it was still hard for the kid.

He's glad that he and Farmer are trying their best to be in theirs life.

The kid's upset look and the presence of the social worker took Sam by surprise.

While the social worker was talking to Farmer, Sam offered the anxious kid something to eat. Or some space, if they still feel uncomfortable.

After learning the reason for the visit and the fact that the kid will now live on the farm, Sam gently asks his partner how he should handle this. He wants to cheer the kid up, but he also doesn't want to make them more anxious.

Fortunately, Vincent and the kid get along quickly, which pleases both Farmer and Sam. Now, though, they need to keep an eye on the kids, or they'll both get into more trouble.

Jodi and Kent also do everything they can to make Farmer's kid feel comfortable (Jodi now spoils them with tasty baked goods).

Farmer can't help but be joyful with how hard Sam tries for them and their kid and his family to keep everyone happy.

Alex:

Farmer was telling Alex about their loser ex, who had decided to trade Farmer and their child for a some stranger. What a shameless cheater...

Farmer visited their kid almost every week, but Alex was only able to go with them a few times.

At the sight of their ex, the athlete was so itching to break their nose. But he tried to keep his temper in front of the kid.

The child turns out to be a kind young one, though a bit shy and reserved. Alex thanks Yoba that they are more like the Farmer in looks and personality than the other parent.

Despite the awkward pause at first, the kid seems to like Alex. Of course, he's cool, kind, and gives them ice cream! Alex's trips with Farmer became more frequent and his friendship with Farmer's little kid grew stronger.

Some time later, when a confused Alex let the stranger into the house, he was shocked to find Farmer's kid standing behind him. They looked... so sad.

The social worker announced that the ex had decided to relinquish parental rights and the child had been brought here.

The poor kid was quieter than a mouse, but Alex was as friendly as possible and tried to cheer him up.

In the back of his mind, though, he felt a wild rage, because he could hear that the reason the ex had refused to give up their own child was because their new partner didn't want to babysit them.

Alex knows more than anyone what it's like when one parent is such a dirtbag. But right now he doesn't care about losers, he's got Farmer and their kid.

Getting the kid used to the new environment was very difficult, but Alex helped them get to know the local children.

Evelyn accepted the kid as her own great-grandchild, remembering to feed them delicious baked goods. George was a bit stingy with his emotions, but he also accepted them as his own.

Alex will not leave them in trouble and will help them to cope with all the difficulties. Now the Farmer and their child are his family.

Sebastian:

Sebastian feels awkward and doesn't know what to do. Help.

He and the Farmer's child were so similar in personality when they met - silent, shy and withdrawn.

Sebastian realises that Farmer's child is having a hard time with the fact that their parents are divorced. But emo doesn't know how to start a conversation.

So when Farmer left Sebby and their kid alone for half an hour, there was an awkward silence for the first 5 minutes.

The kid was already getting bored. Sebastian decided to give it a try after all.

"Do you like frogs?" Judging by the spark in the kid's eyes, they had already found at least one topic of interest to both of them.

Farmer smiles when they returned to see the two of them chatting about different amphibians.

A few such encounters and Sebastian had become a cool uncle to them.

Sebastian was hurt to hear that Farmer's ex had given up their parental rights, when Farmer's kid had already visited them, with a social worker.

He will leave the kid alone, as they definitely need some time alone and to collect their thoughts.

Yet, Sebby and the Farmer are always there to cheer up the kid.

On a rainy day, he will show the baby the best place to find frogs.

Sebastian is good at supporting both his partner and their baby.

It can be awkward at times, but Sebby loves them all, so it will be okay.

Harvey:

Given Harvey's profession, he's pretty adept at finding common ground with anxious children.

So when Farmer first introduced Harvey to their child from their first marriage, the local Pelican Town doctor already knew how to behave.

He's glad that despite the divorce, Farmer is trying their best to support their kid, as stress can take a big toll on not only their mental health, but their physical health as well.

Even more so, it's not the child's fault that fate has worked out this way and their parents live in completely different places.

Of course, Harvey is not as "cool" as other bachelors, but he manages to interest the child in his model aeroplanes.

Maybe if they like to read, the doctor will give them something interesting to read (something that isn't a medical encyclopedia).

Harvey almost cried when the kid called him uncle and cool adult.

And all was going smoothly until a social worker knocked on the door of the farmhouse.

After explaining that the other parent, Farmer's ex, could no longer financially support the child, they placed the child in their care.

Harvey is worried about them, because all the fear of moving, new surroundings, and separated parents can have a very negative effect on poor kid.

Harvey will try to be there to help them and Farmer.

Maybe insist on therapy for the kid. Still, it could use some professional help.

Fortunately, Harvey knows what to do and he won't let anyone or anything upset Farmer and their kid. Doctor's words!

Elliott:

Elliott still can't believe that Farmer's ex turned out to be such a coward and unworthy person! Cheating on Farmer. when they already had a child together!

Of course, now Farmer is with him, and yes, it's not worth spending all the nerves on the past, but it's just that the writer is outraged to the core.

Also outraged that the ex just abandoned their child like that, saying they "don't have time for them now." Unbelievable!

Poor child... As much as the Farmers tried to comfort their own kud, all of these events took a heavy toll on them. And Elliott decided it was his duty to help the kid and Farmer, the love of his life.

His first attempts, though, end awkwardly, as Elliott doesn't know where to start. And should he start so immediately? Maybe they need some alone time on the contrary?

He decided to pick up a couple of books to help (mostly children's books, and a couple of books about how to communicate with children/teens).

The writer was lucky that the kid loves books!

There was even a moment when the kid felt comfortable around Elliott and asked them to help make their own little book. Elliott is more than happy to help them.

He also won't forget to praise the Farmer, because it was through their efforts and love that their child didn't fall victim to the neglect of the other parent. It's a shame that, coincidentally, the kid didn't arrive sooner.

Elliott will have a bit of a hard time, but he will do a great job in the role of carer for the Farmer and their kid, accepting them as his own child.

[lemotmo]

They're in complete meltdown 🤣🤣🤣. She posted multiple questions at once, I sent everything. They're so bad at this 🤣. Enjoy!

Q. I have a college degree I am more than capable of comprehending the media I consume, certainly more than you are. I know what I'm watching when it comes to Tommy. Tim only came at us so you all would stop running to him crying.

Q. Love how wanting more of and for Tommy makes us the bad guys. You all are so pathetic. Tim's no better, he should have told you all to grow up.

Q. You all are so afraid of Tommy taking Eddie's place on the show and your desperation is showing. We all know Ryan's only there because Tim thinks he's hot.

Q. Tim should be embarrassed by that interview. How immature to call out your audience because we rightly told you that you weren't giving us what we wanted. He brought Tommy in he doesn't get to be upset when we tell him he isn't using him correctly.

A. I posted all of these together because this is what mine and many other ask boxes look like tonight. I will answer these questions jointly instead of one at a time. I want to first point out to all of you that you once again tattled on yourselves. You all seem to have a bad habit of doing that. First tattle was that you all clearly understood that you were who Tim was talking about. The second tattle was the one where we all said Buck didn't matter to you, and these questions prove us right. Buck isn't mentioned in any of these asks. The other thing these asks did though, and I'm positive you all weren't aware you were doing it, is confirm that you are indeed aware of the story the show is actually telling. Pretty sure you all didn't mean to let that little mask slip. Whoops. I do want to address the first ask for a minute though because, anon surely you aren't implying that a college degree is required to be on Tumblr.com discussing fictional television characters? The only qualification required is show/character knowledge (you know that thing many of you don't actually have). But if this is a personal dick measuring contest with me I have a double major in journalism and public relations and my minor was in political science. Does that qualify me to talk about Buck and Eddie being fond of one another? Or Tommy not being the right guy for Buck? What degree is required to be qualified to participate in fandom?

With that out of the way, let's jump straight into the interview since it's what set you all off. We need to acknowledge right away that Tim has spent his entire career dealing with fandoms. Buffy, 911, Lonestar. The man has seen some fandoms. The fact that he said he has never seen anything this ugly should embarrass and alarm you. I know it doesn't do either of those things, but it should. It's also probably very confusing for him because Tommy is very obviously being written as temporary so I'm sure this entire thing has taken him by surprise. But let's start at the beginning. Tommy came into the show at a clear disadvantage, and as a result many things needed to break perfectly in his and his fans favor for him to have any hope of moving the needle on the original storyline. One, everyone important involved in creating the show is firmly in the other ships camp. He needed to convert some pretty important people, that doesn't appear to have happened. Two, his scene partner on the show, Oliver, is also firmly in the camp of the other ship (he is in fact co-president of their fanclub), he needed him to at least be open to the idea of this relationship semi long-term. That very clearly didn't happen. Oliver checked out immediately following episode 6. He has been crickets ever since. Third, he needed a significant portion of the audience, a significant portion, to vocally become Tommy fans. That also didn't happen. He made a fandom dent of his own, and some of you all certainly tried very hard to appear to be many different viewers, but, again, you ratted yourselves out, so that plan didn't work. Lou needed all three of those dominoes to fall in his favor and he went 0 for 3. On top of that the fans that he did amass were described by Tim today in a very unflattering way. And that's putting it politely.

I will even give you the benefit of the doubt and say that the joint interview they sent him and Oliver on was testing the waters (it wasn't but I'm giving you the benefit for argument sake). If that had actually been a test, it was a massive failure. The only thing that interview accomplished was confirming their mutual disinterest in one another. They both tried for a brief minute but neither one was committed enough to the bit to really make an effort. Oliver's season long lack of even being interested in pretending was a death nail even if anyone behind the scenes was willing to think about it. What will be interesting to see is how long he actually sticks around for this season. Because I now believe it will be shorter than they probably ended season 7 thinking it would be. He was never going to be anything major, but I do think once they slowed the original storyline down they had plans to keep him for at least 8a, maybe a bit longer. Now I think he'll be lucky to make 3 episodes. There's a growing part of me that wouldn't be surprised if they did in fact decide to go the off screen breakup route. I raise that theory by suggesting they only released that deleted clip because they needed the audience aware that conversation took place, because it's going to be referenced in a scene in either episode one or two. I still believe the show needs him for at least a couple of scenes. Technically they could have Buck narrate why they broke up, but Buck is a notoriously unreliable narrator. Especially when it comes to himself. He'll paint himself as the bad guy, and this break-up doesn't need a bad guy. It's being written as a bad FIT. There's a difference. But if Tim, or especially ABC, believes Lou ended up causing more trouble than he was worth (he did) they'll cut their loss and explain the break-up and reasoning behind it (that's the part they need Tommy for) another way. It can be done though, it just won't be as cohesive as actually using Tommy to show it. In short, anons, the only thing Tim's interview today confirmed was that Lou's cameo nonsense did in fact create a mess that Tim, and company, are not at all happy about. Congratulations you played yourselves.

On a side note I didn't address the Eddie ask because you all have spent the entire off-season trying to hijack his entire character history to turn into Tommy's backstory. I think that proves who's actually afraid of who. And Ryan is hot. Tim is so valid for thinking that, but it's not the reason he has the job. But you knew that already.

I must admit that the OP has more patience than me. I got so angry seeing those questions she got in her askbox. I would have probably ended up deleting a bunch of them.

That being said, I love this answer so much. I agree 100% with everything here.

I think this deserves another one of these:

Thank you Nonny for dropping this in my inbox!

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[boytoyhalo]

Your Selkie au is super compelling! Plus you are a very good writer. A question, will you ever go into more detail about Pac's previous captive situation? I'm very interested in how you will adapt Fuga's lore into your au. ( Specially bc of Cell and Cellbit stuff)

I'M SO SO SO LATE BUT IM USING FITPAC WEEK DAY 3 (WHICH IM ALSO LATE FOR) AS AN EXCUSE TO FINALLY, FINALLYYYYY GET THIS POSTED THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT ANON AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO'S AN ENJOYER OF THIS AU I PROMISE IT ISN'T ABANDONED IVE JUST BEEN IN AN END OF YEAR SLUMP

selkie au snippet #4 (i think) || T || slash (ambiguous) || @fitpacweek day 3 (belated its actually day 4) AU day!!!

read the rest of my posts about this au here

"Can I ask you somethin' personal?"

Pac paused, hand suspended halfway towards the checkerboard that was currently serving as him and Fit's way of passing the long hours up in the lamp room of the lighthouse. He kept his eyes on the round piece he was holding as he deliberated on how to answer, sure that if he met Fit's gaze his face would give away his nervousness; "personal" could mean a wide range of topics, most of which would spell disaster for Pac and his poorly constructed web of secrets. He slowly placed the piece in it's spot on the board, fighting to keep his voice even as he responded.

"Mmm, you can ask, yeah. I might not answer, but you can ask." Fit hummed bemusedly, absently flipping his own game piece between his fingers and he contemplated his next move.

"What happened to your leg?" Pac's breath caught in his throat, and Fit rushed to continue, "It's ok if you don't wanna talk about it, I get it. I just- I mean, you've probably figured out how I lost my arm, right?" Pac looked up at the familiar, mechanical clacking of the veteran's stiff wooden fingers flexing in and out of their open position, eyes involuntarily darting to the gnarled pink scarring that crawled from under his collar and up to the side of his head. He quickly returned his gaze to the board, face reddening a little in shame. Thankfully though, Fit seemed far from offended. "Heh, it's okay, I know. It's pretty obvious. And besides, you're a smart man. I'd be surprised if you hadn't assumed correctly. Me though - I'm just brawn, I don't have a whole lotta brainpower up in this thing." He knocked his fake knuckles lightly against his temple, a light smile on his face. "So if you are okay with me knowing, you're gonna need to tell me."

A small, nervous laugh bubbled it's way out of Pac's chest, his face properly flushed now in a mix of embarassment and flattery. "Don't - don't say that about yourself Fit, you're smart! Smarter than me, probably-" He cleared his throat, redirecting his focus to the topic at hand (ha.) "I can tell you, I don't mind. It's just a, it's a tough topic, you know? I need to get my head in the right place." Fit nodded easily like he understood, which Pac supposed he did at least somewhat.

"Take your time, I'm not going anywhere." The selkie chuckled a bit, tracing the edges of the paneled glass walls that surrounded them as he considered the best way to talk around the subject; he knew, or at least had decided, that he owed it to Fit to give him some semblance of the truth. After all, they had been growing steadily closed for months now and yet Fit knew so little about his life. Which was out of necessity, or course, but his friend had been so kind and so patient with him, never demanding more information than he was given. Pac needed - no, he WANTED to let him in as much as he reasonably could. He deserved it.

"I..." He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, steeling himself to sort through the painful, tangled memories and hoping he would be able to hold himself together. He starts at the beginning, where he won't have to omit too much of the truth, though if anything that makes it harder to talk about. "Mike and I were on a merchant ship off the coast of São Paulo that was attacked by axis submarines a few years back." Fit winced sympathetically, patiently waiting for him to continue as he picked his next words. "We avoided the worst of the blast, but... Mike was in really bad condition, and I had to hang onto him with one arm and a piece of the wreck with the other while I waited for help to come. By the time someone found us, I was too tired and too um- too relieved to realize that we were being taken as prisoners and not as refugees."

It was all technically true so far, just with some important details omitted: like how they were only on the ship in the first place because their pelts were being imported as merchandise by a fisherman who believed himself to be incredibly lucky, and how they weren't taken as prisoners of war as Fit was no doubt assuming. Pac fails to suppress a shudder as he remembers the smug, taunting grin of the man that stood above him on the deck of his supposed refuge, two familiar seal pelts clutched in his meaty fists.

"I'm so sorry you went through that, Pac. You don't have to keep-" Pac cuts him off, already committed to opening up.

"No, I want to tell you. We," He clears his throat again, pushing down the memories of too-small tanks full of too-salty water, of needles and IV drips and white lab coats and pencils scratching on clipboards as he writhed in pain. "We woke up in some sort of facility, I'm not sure where exactly? I think the men who had us were European but that's all I remember, it's all blurry you know? And that's where we met Cellbit and Felps actually-" The image of frenzied black eyes claws its way to the front of his mind against his will, but he can't help a small smile at Fit's attentiveness as his eyebrows raise in intrigue, the checkerboard between them completely forgotten.

"Anyway, we were there for- months, I think. And long story short Cellbit ended up, um. He tried to- to eat my leg off?" It comes out sounding uncertain, Pac having realized there was no way to say it that wouldn't raise more questions. Sure enough, Fit's mouth drops open.

"Wait he- He tried to eat you?"

"Not- it wasn't- aaaaugh, he wasn't himself ok? They were- they were cruel to us, and they injected him with these drugs that made him all crazy and violent and they kinda just. Let him do it? It wasn't his fault, is what I'm saying." Fit looks disturbed, although significantly less so than Pac would expect from most people. He supposes bearing witness to the horrors of war would give you a higher tolerance to this sort of thing.

The thing is, it really wasn't Cellbit's fault. He had been there the longest of any of them, starved and beaten and forced through their cruel experiments since he had been a teenager. He was angry and desperate and hungry, and it was pure bad luck that Pac had happened to be the closest to him when the "researchers" had decided to test the effects of whatever combination of steroids they had injected him with. The ghost of his leg twinges in pain as it remembers the feeling of sharp teeth tearing through it's flesh.

"Wait so did Cellbit..." Fit hesitates, like he can't quite put together what he means to ask. "So he, bit your leg off? but how does that even-" He's interrupted by Pac giggling, and after a moment he joins in quietly with a confused laugh of his own.

"No, no he- he just did enough damage that the sci- that the jailers had to amputate it. And it wasn't that bad honestly, I mean, they weren't kind enough to knock me out before they started sawing but at least I didn't die!" His amusement at Fit's horrified reaction to his nonchalance almost drowns out the echoes of grief that his heart sounds for one of his fellow prisoners who hadn't been so lucky. Pac puts on a wide grin, forcing himself to perk up from his slumped posture. "So anyway, that's the story! Pretty cool don't you think?" Fit sputters a shocked laugh.

"Pretty- Yeah, sure, Pac. That's- *cough*- that's cool, yeah." It's a joke, obviously, but warmth washes over him anyway at the way that Fit lets him control the weight of the conversation like always. He wouldn't be able to handle trying to talk about his past seriously, and he's grateful to whatever higher power may or may not exist for bringing him Fit, who not only cares but understands despite being a human, and who always without fail meets him wherever he needs to be at. Pac doesn't know what he did to deserve a friend like him. "So, okay," Fit's voice snaps him out of the appreciative haze he had fallen into. "How did you guys get out? Were you released, or rescued, or..." He trails off, eyes imploring him to go on. Pac feels his face light up at the opportunity to discuss his favorite part of the tale - the only part, he likes, really.

"Oh, you're not gonna believe it. It was Richas! He actually saved us!"

"What?" Fit exclaims in elated disbelief.

"Yeah! So ok - they were keeping him prisoner too, but he was just a baby, like a, a toddler right? And the guards that were assigned to him treated him like their own kid-" Minus the horrible inhumane experimentation, of course. "- and he somehow, he figured out how to use their sympathy to get them to tell him where they kept all their keys," - and all the pelts - "and then managed to convince them to let him play with us alone. So he came to me and Mike and told us, so we told him to steal us some guard uniforms and figure out where the breaker box was, and after some planning and waiting for the right time we were able to escape by having him shut off the power and filing out with the rest of the guards! Mike wanted it to just be the three of us but I told him we weren't leaving the others behind." For all the suffering they had been put through it had honestly been comically easy - the facility they were at was small and not well guarded, probably funded independently considering that if any powerful government had proof of the selkies' existence everyone including the scientists would have been in a much bigger mess - the world was already at war, Pac doubted anyone was eager to add another variable to the conflict.

Fit crosses his arms and sits back, nodding in amazement. "Huh, so little Richarlyson is a hero! That's crazy"

"What, you don't believe me?" Pac shouts in mock offense.

"No no no I believe you! That kid is a fighter, I know it. So you guys all just stuck together after that? What about Bagi and Forever?"

"Ah, so- Bagi and Cellbit, they're brothers, or uhm- they're brother and sister, yes? And Bagi had been searching for Cellbit since he was taken, and somehow she ended up at the place we were being kept just a few days after we escaped, and she was able to track us from there. She's crazy smart, Cellbit and her both are. And Forever," Well, truthfully, Forever had just swam up to their pod and started playing with Richas one day while they were searching for a new home, and then the two had become inseparable so he just... stuck around. But Pac wasn't sure how to spin that into something that sounded reasonable for a human family, so he just went with "Forever just showed up one day and wouldn't leave." Fit laughed again at that, and this time Pac laughed with him.

It felt unbelievably good to tell Fit about his story like this, even with parts of it changed. Still, he wanted nothing more than to tell him the truth of what he was - he almost did, right then and there, swayed by the sound if his laughter and the mirth in his eyes. But, he reminded himself, that had to be a family decision; it wasn't just his secrets at stake. It was all of them, and as much as he loved trusted Fit and would be happy to gamble his own safety on that trust, he wasn't willing to risk his whole family.

...But, it would be so much easier if he could just say the whole truth. He wonders if Fit would react with the same attentiveness and amazement he gave to Pac's storytelling.

The rest of the day passed with little more of note, mostly filled with idle chit chat and card games. As Fit tries to teach him how to play Kings on the Corners for the third time, Pac finds himself thinking about how much Fit was changing his life without even realizing. A few months ago, Pac had never wanted or even tolerated human company that wasn't absolutely necessary. But now, he couldn't imagine not having the veteran around to occupy his time. In fact, when Fit had taken his first two-week relief back on shore after two months of service, Pac had felt inescapably lonely even when surrounded by his pod. Not even Richas, who had also been upset over the Ramon's absence, had been able to completely cheer him up. And while Pac's always been somewhat fascinated by humans, and had enjoyed watching the previous lighthouse keepers as they went about their work, he had never found himself as interested by any of it as he does when it comes to Fit.

"What is it?" Fit's voice snaps him out of it yet again, cards abandoned as he looks at him curiously. "You're staring."

"Huh? Oh, nothing, nothing! Just thinking about Richas and Ramon - what do you think they're up to?"

"They should still be hanging out with Cellbit, right? They're probably doing puzzles or something." Fit looks at the clock over on the left side off the room. "It's almost six, Bad should be here soon to take over for the night. Do you want to go join them and I can catch up?"

"Um-" Pac flusters, face heating up slightly. He's not sure why the emotional exhaustion of talking about losing his leg is what's bringing all these revelations to his mind, but he can't seem to pull his thoughts away from how much he appreciates the man in front of him. Which.... "Yeah, I think I'll go find them now! I'll see you soon?" Fit nods.

"Sounds good, Pac. I'll see you in a little bit." With a nod back at him, Pac shuffles out the door and makes his way down the tower. Instead of going to find Cellbit and the children, however, he beelines straight to the rocks where his pelt is stashed and hastily wraps himself in it's familiar comfort, sliding into the water before his limbs have even finished morphing into flippers. Surely a nice, solo swim is what he needs to clear his head.

...If only he could take Fit with him.

[rae-pss]

Hello! can I ask you about the Bucciarati Gang with a character whose Stand can only copy other people's Stands. For example, if, when they got into the Gang, they would constantly carry a “therapy animal” with them, but in fact it is a Sando-user animal, and the character simply copies its abilities. the truth is revealed when, due to danger, the pet was convinced or died and the character had to use the Stands of the gang members. sorry if there are too many conditions here

masterlist

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . this one took me quite a time, i didn't even know what to write specifically. wishing i understood it correctly (😭). i hope you like it, dear anon (<3). ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, i didn't specify the animal but the stand is called "the animals", 349 words.

the group never questioned your constant companion at all times of the day, even accepting that wherever you were, your pet would surely accompany you.

neither could they think much about how affectionate the animal was at times with them, simply accepting that as normal for the creature. little did they suspect the real reason behind this peculiar behavior was because, through direct touch, your stand could use its abilities.

which ended up ruining your plan to keep your ability a secret as much as possible when, during a tough battle, [the animals] left your side and ended up getting between narancia's legs, which led to the appearance of a second [aerosmith] through the skies.

that was not what you expected, neither you nor anyone else for a matter of fact; but there was nothing you could do, not when the small plane was already in flight and visible to everyone present.

there was no time to waste when the battle was so complicated.

it was not until once it was over, once some calm was felt in the atmosphere that the group went towards you in search of the long-awaited answers.

and, that was when you had to explain to them everything you once avoided sharing about your stand. an accumulation of information that you had hidden from their knowledge for all that time you were in the group.

in general, this lack of confidence on your part hurt everyone, to a greater or lesser extent.

that you distrusted it to such an extent was expected as it was painful for those who wore their hearts on their sleeves.

the event ended in a displacement, a kind of wall that separated others from you. one that was breaking as they accepted what happened and you asked for their forgiveness, at least from those who were most hurt.

after that bump in the road, everything returned to how it used to be. only now they understood why your companion was so affectionate in those moments. some even tease you by arguing why you might need their stands right away.

[the-fluff-piece]

OMGGGG just finished ‘extra training’ and I absolutely loved it, it was so sexy and flirty, would you indulge us in a second part??? Pretty pleaseeeeeee maybe zoro getting hooked or something and just being the I don’t deserve you but no way in hell anyone else is having you so I’ll be better for you omg I’d dieeeeee

Hello dear anon! I am glad that you liked it :D

This one will not be explicitly smutty since its an anon request, but I hope you like it anyways, i also hope i understood your prompt correctly. Send me a private message if you want to confirm your Age and I'll ad a sexier part

Here's

Extra training 2

-> part 1

You and Zoro have been doing it for a few weeks now, that's when the wheel in his brain starts to turn and ask the inevitable question: what's between you and Mihawk???

You got Zoro to play tag with you in the castle, you thought it would be fun and sexy when he would catch you and that it would lead to lots of sex in different places around the castle. You didn't take his special needs into account though.

It turned into a game of Marco Polo because he lost you at every bend and you had to call out to give him a clue where you are.

"Zoro!" You cooed.

"FUCK WHY IS THERE A WALL" Zoro answered.

"Honey, maybe you just need to follow the hallway?" You helped him.

"Ah yeah I guess" you heard is rough voice come closer and had to giggle.

He peeked around the corner like the green haired monster he was and began chasing you again, arms raised and ready to grab you.

You lead him to a part of the castle where there was a massive room full of couches and mirrors that promised to be lots of fun. If he ever got there.

A loud bang could be heard - "fuck another wall!"

"Honey we're inside, there are walls, just look where you are going!" Zoro looked at you a bit crossing eyed - and since his gaze was fixed on your ass, he bumped against any corner and obstacle in the castle.

Visibly confused, but grinning like the idiot he was, he spotted your ass and chased you into the room.

"oh no, what am I going to do?" you mused, maybe overacting a little as you let yourself fall backwards into the cushions.

He didn't mind.

"I know what I am going to do now" he grinned and jumped on top of you.

Zoro

Apart from being separated from his crew and captain, things were going great for Zoro. He got trained by the best swordsman in the world, he got a girl that was a goddess of sex and was fun to be with. She took care of him and sometimes had more stupid ideas than him.

He could get used to this. He could tease her and chase her, fuck her in all holes and fall asleep in her arms every day. She was like a sexy surprise in this stupid castle.

After spending the day training and the evening pounding her through the mirror room, he was exhausted and fell asleep with a smile. Although he sometimes wondered - why was she here? He didn't ask anymore since she evaded the whole topic pretty expertly and didn't intend to be pushy. But he wondered.

Breakfast with the others has turned somewhat awkward since he and y/n had become a couple. Everyone pretended not to be flustered after another night of explicit sounds echoing through the castle. The pink haired brat was so ashamed as if she had been part of it and moped, Mihawk just looked slightly annoyed, but arrogant as always.

Didn't she mention that Mihawk saved her or something? Zoro wrecked his brain about the first conversations with her, but all he could think of was what had happened when she didn't speak.

He felt like living without her was no option anymore. She had sucked his brain out through his dick and he would always come back for more. He feared, thinking about the future, what he might do without her. Probably no good things, that was sure. She was like sustenance he never knew he needed, both when she satisfied his carnal tastes and when she gave him safety and support.

Maybe he would just ask the old swordmaster to tell him more about her. Zoro didn't know what he expected it to lead to - maybe he would learn where she came from? Maybe he could find whoever hurt her before and bring her their head on a platter.

"Yo Mihawk, where did Y/n come from?" he asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Can't you ask her?" he inquired, stoicly eating his breakfast.

"I...I kind of hoped you could tell me" he grunted, already annoyed.

"Well, I found her on a pirate ship. I think they wanted to sell her at the human market." Mihawk told Zoro with a level voice, while Zoro clenched his jaws.

"She would have been sold as a servant, both for houshold and personal services. I surely put her to good use. As I know you are making use of her now." Mihawk still talked like he bought a horse at the market. His voice trailed off as he looked out at the window, already distracted.

Zoro could see y/n and the ghost girl playing some game outside, laughing and enjoying themselves, just as his whole body tensed with rage. Jealousy.

"Are you telling me that you....and her?" he whispered, so as not to scream.

"Isn't it obvious?" Mihawk shrugged.

"Relax, I am sure she is content with serving a hardly mediocre swordsman." Mihawk looked at him with an unspoken challenge in his eyes and turned around. They both knew that even like this, Zoro wouldn't be able to scratch that man.

Zoro swallowed hard as his teacher left the kitchen. His head spun with an explosive concoction of emotions. Instead of examining them one by one, they mixed together and only left darkness.

You

Zoro didn't show up for dinner - or for dessert. That idiot probably got lost. Again. You packed him a hearty lunch and went to look for him. Soon, you heard him grunt and found him repeating slashes with huge training weights, again and again, without pause.

"Hey baby, I brought you dinner." You greeted him. He didn't even turn his head or stopped.

"Not hungry." He grunted, strained from the training.

"I'll just leave it here, just in case you change your mind" you inform him, setting the small package down. No reaction.

"See you later, I'll be in bed" you seductively mentioned. Finally, his brows creased.

"Not coming tonight" He said.

"What?" You snap at him, when he finally set his weights down.

"I said I'm not coming. You're distracting me too much. Leave me alone." The finality of his words stabbed you right through the heart. Just yesterday he was praising you while you made love - now he was wielding his words like his swords, cutting deep. He became more and more like mihawk.

"Fine. Do what you want." You stomped back to the castle, he would not get the satisfaction of seeing you cry. He resumed his training, you heard him grunt and swirling the huge weights through the air.

His new, cold and detached self lasted through all the week. Acting like Mihawk on speed, he either brooded, trained or drank. And didn't look at you like he couldn't bear the sight.

As his body became emaciated, your pity for him dwindled as well. He wanted this.

Life became quiet and uniform again, grey days bleeding into each other, burying all the laughter you had shared.

The gloom was cut by the most unexpected of actors - the ghost girl's strange, high pitched laughter echoed through the castle until her head popped through the wall, her round eyes focusing on you.

"Y/N, you gotta see it! Zoro challenged Mihawk to a duel!" She shouted, already vanishing again.

"Out in the gaardeeeeen" her ghostly voice vibrated through the hallway.

You hurried outside, it was not hard to find. The clashing of swords was enough to guide you. Mihawk, lazily holding his signature sword, stood before Zoro with his three weapons. No expertise in fighting was needed to see that Zoro was losing, hard.

He was exhausted, starving without realising it and probably drunk. Sweat ran down his face and body.

"You Bastard" He growled past the sword in his mouth.

"Why is this do Important to you?" Mihawk asked, exasperated.

He played with Zoro, let him come, evaded his attack but didn't counter. Clearly tiring his opponent more. Usually, zoro was more intelligent than this. He seemed distressed, angry.

"If anyone is to be punished here, it would be you. Neglecting your training, ruining your most important weapon- your will and body. A disgrace. I will teach you." Mihawk lectured and finally struck.

Zoro was hit, tumbling back, holding his head as blood streamed from his eye.

"If you let your emotions get the better of you, unbalance you, you're finished. Come back when you've learned that." He said and left.

You ran to him, determined to help.

"Get away" he weakly said, while trying to prop himself up on one arm, just to immediately collapse again into a weeping heap of pain.

"You stupid bonehead" you muttered already wrapping his head in parts of your shirt, he barely protested. As you looked down on him, he looked utterly and completely defeated, he wouldn't even keep you from helping him anymore.

The defeat was so complete that he even let Perona and you haul him to a bed, where he lost consciousnes from all the overexercion, it gave you the opportunity to check his face.

With horror you had to accept that his beautiful eye was damaged beyond repair and you did your best to stop the bleeding and prevent further infection.

He slept through to the next day, leaving you alone with your questions and your anger over his recent shitty behavior.

On the next day, he finally woke up, one bloodshot eye watching you from the bed with a stoic expression.

He didn't say anything as his eye fixated on you and he began to pad his injuries with his hand, feeling the bandages you had applied. When his hand came to his damaged eye, his expression darkened. You slowly nodded, almost tearing up at the thought of his loss.

He just closed his other eye and sighed. You couldn't hold back and gently let your fingers trail over his cheek, feeling a silent tear run down when he finally spoke.

"I lost bad, huh?" he asked with a hoarse whisper.

"yes" you answered. A pause followed, the silence intensified by the ticking clock and wind blowing through all the cracks in the castle.

"I'm sorry" he muttered.

"Damn right you're sorry" you answered, assuming he meant his strange behavior.

"I am stupid, I run against walls, I am not even a great fighter. I am not good enough for you. Sorry." He continued.

"What are you talking about? Don't you believe me when I tell you how much I love you?" You ask him, a bit irritated.

"It's...I.." he stammered, trying to prop himself up on his arms but failing. Lying on his back, whimpering, he cries: "You used to be with Mihawk! I can't best him. Fuck!" Desperate, he pulled his hair and eventually covered his face with his hands.

"What? How do you know? All of this - hust because youre jealous?!" You ask.

"Yes...no..." He mumbled through his hands.

"Than what do you want?" You guided him through his feelings.

"You" his answer came swiftly and with confidence, his one weary eye wandering over you.

"Really? You're not acting like it. You act like you want to punish yourself" you told him.

"Goddammit!" He cried out. "We're not in therapy here! I want you so bad, but I can't even...I have nothing for you. But Mihawk is even worse. Fuck!" He seemed unable to loosen the knot he made in his thoughts.

"Oh, so you want me to fuck Mihawk?" You provoked him.

"No! That man's a total psycho!" He said, shocked. He seemed to think hard for a moment.

"Even if I'm not worthy, I'll have you anyway." He concluded.

"Am I selfish?" He asked, weakly.

"You're stupid." You swung yourself onto his bed and straddled him like so many times before, he deserved a little comfort. His arms gripped your thighs weakly.

He smiled at you, and you were finally feeling the bond between you again. Sweat beaded his forehead as he began to move.

Once again he tried to lift his upper body off the mattress, but failed miserably, panting.

"Fuck, it hurts" He cried out.

"What would you do to keep what you have?" You softly asked.

"Anything" He said, his gaze fixed on you.

"Right answer. Such a good little boy." You began to enjoy his helplessness. His body was unable to move, he was at your mercy.

You began to run your hands up and down his body, careful not to hurt him, sparing the deep cuts and bruises. Letting your fingers glide slowly over his chest, you felt all the new and old scars, his muscles. He closed his eye and sighed. Bending down to bring your face close to his, you peppered his face with kisses, on his cheeks, his nose, his forehead and his smiling mouth.

"I may not be the best swordfighter yet, but I'm not gonna give you up. No one else can have you" He whispered.

You caressed the damaged side. He leaned in a little, seeming to forget the pain of his injury.

"And I'll lose the other eye too if it means I get to keep you" He said.

"Don't be so dramatic. And don't you run into a senseless fight like that again" you told him.

"Yes ma'am." He said.

"Or do you want to miss this sight?" You asked, peeling out of your shirt.

His eye widened, just as his dirty grin returned.

"No ma'am" He growled and once again failed to lift his arms.

You lay down on top of him and caressed his skin.

"Don't you ever, ever do something like that to me again." You whispered, seriously.

"Never" He whispered against your hair.

So, I'm Sorry that this one got a bit darker and less sexy than the one before, it kind of...happened. I feel like the thought fits zoro well, he never feels good enough and decides to punish himself for it. I also just wanted to write how he lost his eye.

I also like the thought that every time after the big fights, he's absolutely immobile and can be used like a toy 🥵

Taglist @yeeeeezly @waitingmydemons @stariski @violetmatcha

[werelosingdaylight]

My heart is yours

Neytiri te Tskaha Mo'at'ite x GN!Na’vi!reader

REQUESTED? [Yes] • No

REQUEST: can be found here!

WORD COUNT: 1100

SUMMARY| With the new arrival of Jake Sully, you had been busier than usual, but someone is jealous of him taking up your time.

TRANSLATIONS: “Nefä.” [Up.] - Pey fko sturmbeest, Wìntxu sneyä pewn. [Wait for one sturmbeest, show their own neck.] - “Lonu.” [Release/let go] - “Sìltsan, Jake!” [Well done, Jake!] - Pelan käteng Jake? [why spend time with Jake?] - Poan is ma’numeyu, Fa me pexl peyä karyu. [he is my student, with me as his teacher] - Kem si nga tìyawn Jake? [do you love Jake?] - Kehe. [No.]

Ask Note: I’m not the best at writing jealousy confessions, Anon! I hope you enjoy this though. <3

You and Neytiri had always been close, closer than anyone else was to her. You had met through her sister, Sylwanin, at a young age; younger than the age to bond with an Ikran but old enough to join the warriors during hunts. Which is what you grew to be, a warrior for the clan; a fierce fighter for your people, a strong protector for your family, but a kind soul to the children of the clan, a loving teacher to those who have yet to learn.

Maybe that’s what pulled Jake to you. Your patience in teaching him the ways of your people, Your gentle corrections if he got something wrong, whatever it was he had grown closer to you. Gravitating towards you in any situation like a magnet to metal.

Right at this moment you were out with Jake, teaching him how to sneak through the trees without being heard and how to shoot a bow correctly; personally you preferred the bow to other weapons, it was the first weapon you had mastered as a child, so you figured you would teach Jake how to aim and shoot prey properly.

Crouching down on a branch you pulled him out of view to the sturmbeest that was leaned down at a lake, probably thirsty with its guard dropped, perfect for a swift kill. “Nefä.” Your voice was gentle, quiet for the creature not to hear you as you pulled Jakes arms up, thankfully he was taught the basics of the Na’vi language so far and understood what you meant.

Jake pulled back his bow, feeling your eyes roam over him before you reached out, lifting up his back arm holding the string and fixing where his fingers sat on the bow string, placing the arrow between his middle and pointer finger. He could feel his heart thundering from the contact, he wouldn’t deny that he had grown to care for the na’vi native; more than he should, but he wasn’t blind to how Neytiri looked at you. Or how she looked like she wanted an arrow put through his skull.

“Pey fko sturmbeest, Wìntxu sneyä pewn.” He felt a shiver shoot through his spin at your close proximity. The warmth of your breath sent goosebumps along his skin, a warmth that lit his heart aflame with the rhythm of a drum. He closed one of his eyes and looked down the arrow as you had instructed during his first lesson, waiting until the Sturmbeest exposed its neck.

“Lonu.” Your words reached him as soon as you were said, causing him to release the arrow. It shot through the trees, slicing its way through the air with the crafted blades on the arrow head.

Watching it disappear from eyesight until a cry of pain was heard, you could see the sturmbeest falling to the ground from the arrow going through its neck; right where its windpipe was. “Sìltsan, Jake.” You had thrown your arms around the man, who released a chuckle. “Now, to go retrieve it.”

—

Walking back to the clan you were talking to Jake as you entered, despite living there your whole life you never truly got over the beauty of pandora “Why do you only speak to me in Na’vi? Your english is very good.” A question he had often wondered, almost all of their conversations were in the Na’vi language.

“The more I speak to you in our language, the more you will grow used to using it.” You’re correct, the more you speak in a language the more you familiarize yourself with it. The clan knows english but rarely uses it, so with Jake here they can expand their knowledge on the english language. It was a good way for both to learn.

“It was a good hunt, Jake. Go, you still have to train with Tsu’tey.” You waved him off to the training grounds, where Tsu’tey was waiting with a glare on his face; however you were able to read him better than most. You could tell Jake was slowly growing on him.

You were pulled from your thoughts by a hand grasping your wrist and pulling you to a more secluded area, but you felt no panic. You knew whose hand it was, the feeling of her skin against yours had been engraved into your mind since you were a young age. A feeling you had missed as of lately, you had been so busy teaching Jake that you hardly got to see Neytiri.

She released your arm swirling to face you, an unreadable emotion written in the reflections of her eyes “Pelan käteng Jake?” She questioned you, like she wasn’t the one that led him here; took him in. It was her father who instructed you to teach him how to hunt, so she did know why you were with him; so why would she ask?

“Poan is ma’numeyu, Fa me pexl peyä karyu.” You answered. Yes, Jake had a tendency to flirt but it wasn't anything you haven’t grown used to. You will admit, you enjoy spending time with Jake, but he was one of your friends.

“Kem si nga tìyawn Jake?” The question caught you off guard, you never thought of Jake in anything more than a platonic way; besides your heart already belonged to another. Someone who managed to take your heart and burrow through it to cave out a home.

“Kehe.” Your response was short and to the point about your feelings for Jake, and you swore you saw something akin to relief in her eyes as she took in your words.

“Good, you are mine to love.” She had walked over, pushing hair out of your face as she held a possessive grip on your hip, as if she expected you to push her away. Instead you leaned into her embrace, heart beating full of your love for her, you knew about her mating arrangement but would give anything to be the one she mated with instead.

“I see you, Neytiri. I always have.” You came to rest your own hand over the one cupping your cheek, the moment was intimate enough that you could feel the air soften around you. You knew that if there would be one constant in your life, you would wish for it to be Neytiri.

“I see you too.” She whispered for only your ears to hear, and pressed a kiss to your lips; you now realized the emotion that was in her eye was jealousy at you spending most of your time with Jake nowadays.

If you can believe it.

[maidragoste]

Hello dear how are you doing? By the way WHERE IS THE SEA DRAGON FIC GOIN OUT IM GETTING CRAZY😭😭

with much love anon 💋

Hi Anon, honestly I'm a little anxious because today one of my cats came home a little hurt but I hope that tomorrow he'll be better 🕯️🕯️

I don't know if I understood your question correctly but here are the masterlists of the series:

•This has the chapters plus a playlist

•This has my answers to some asks and some headcanons (although I warn you that I haven't updated it in a while so to see the most recent you should browse the tag of "the sea dragon the clubfoot and the green queen")

Thank you very much for writing to me anon and I hope you are well and hear from you again 💖

[bluethepineapple]

If Harry had told Ron and Hermione about Snape's Worst Memory, what would their reaction have been?

Sorry for the delay anon! Here are my thoughts!

RON:

I think he will come swinging in defense of James and his friends - but especially James. Not only does he heavily dislike Snape in general, Ron also responds most keenly to Harry's emotional state. He will sense almost immediately just how bothered Harry is by seeing his father act in such a manner, and he will move to comfort him by arguing for why James did what he did and how Snape may have deserved it anyway.

Ron's sense of justice is also very relationship-driven and immediate. Minus the obviously immoral things, he has to see and know the person themself and their plight before it moves him, especially if he starts from a position of dislike. The fact that he doesn't see the memory at all is important then. It means that that bullied Snape is not actually a reality for him, only a hypothetical. All the misery he has had to endure because of him would color his judgment, and he would give that (along with Harry's distress over his father) more weight than a far-off story.

You add the fact that Snape called Lily "mudblood" even after her attempts to help him and it would mean he would come swinging in favor of James.

HERMIONE:

Hermione is a bit more complicated. Her first concern would be (like in canon) that Harry no longer has occlumency lessons. She is a pragmatist and is a problem-solver before she is a caretaker. Not having any more occlumency lessons would be what would strike her as the bigger priority because this leaves Harry vulnerable, and she understood far earlier than he did how dangerous those visions are.

On the memory itself, James's actions would horrify her. Her sense of justice is such that the sheer violence of the attack and Snape's helplessness would make an impression on her. Her sense for power imbalances is strong, and she never fails to advocate for the weaker party when called to question. In this case, her personal feelings for Snape (which are complicated in their own right with or without this memory) are immaterial in her judgment. He is very obviously the victim in this scenario, and she would feel for him.

I do think though that she would sense Harry's discomfort, and she would try to comfort him. But Hermione is a bad liar and cannot hide her feelings well. Her silences would be loud, and Harry would, nonetheless, interpret them correctly as her judgment over his father.

On the use of mudblood, I don't think she would be all that surprised tbh. She already knows that he was a Death Eater, so his bigotry wouldn't be all that shocking to her I don't think. It would certainly not be enough to overcome the fact that he is currently fighting against Voldemort on their side and that Dumbledore trusts him wholeheartedly. She would honor this change, and she wouldn't hesitate to remind Harry and Ron of this should it come to that.

(Tangentially, OotP is crucially the year she spends advocating for Kreacher, even as he called her a mudblood as much as he could. For as much as this is a slur against her, she does not react very strongly to it (Harry and Ron often has more violent reactions to this word being used against her). She is not yet at a point where "mudblood" feels quite so personal or frightening. The oppression she experiences is not quite integrated to her psyche. I don't think this changes much - I doubt her reaction to Snape would change all that much even if she did take it more personally - but it is worth noting where her feelings on "mudblood" are at this point in time.)

CONCLUSION:

Basically, Ron's approach to justice is very relational and emotional while Hermione's is much more cerebral and big-picture. Ron's feelings about Snape and his desire to comfort Harry would lead him while Hermione would set her (and Harry's) feelings aside to look at the situation more objectively.

Hope this answers your question anon!

[isadollie]

For match ups,

Can it be anonymous?

Can we send 2 asks?

Can we check with you if you received it?Thanks!

hello there:)

1. yes! i dont mind whether you send a request from anon or not, it doesn't change the order of my requests or anything

2. not sure if i understood this one correctly but if i did, then

i would prefer if you send one request for a matchup, and then eventually send another one when i'm done with your first request. i have a lot of requests and they might take time to finish!

3. of course! if you're not sure if you sent your request successfully, send me a dm and i'll check it for you! just keep in mind that if you sent it from anonymous, you will have to give me some more info so that i can make sure your request is there:)

i hope it helps! if you have any more questions or if my answer wasn't satisfying enough, don't hesitate to ask again!<3

[somenamewithepineapple]

✨G’day, mate! It’s ya buddy, HEX anon again!✨

Thank you for your amazin’ reply to my previous message. Am I right to believe that Silrah being (like) a married couple is your headcanon as well as how you view their relationship? I kind of put two questions in one but got one answer for those, so I’m not entirely sure I understood that correctly 😅.

Now, I got some new questions for ya:

Could you tell me your top 3 in fic genres?

Would you prefer a fic with just Farah and Saul, or could I potentially add some side characters? If I can, are there any you wouldn't want in there?

What are your feelings about Farah’s nap? Are you a “fixing it with a resurrection” gal, or a “she’s been alive all this time” gal?

How do you think Christmas is celebrated in the Other World? Is it still called Christmas? And which member of our beloved Silrah pair would be most likely to act like a Scrooge? Or would neither of them?

Please be as elaborate as you'd like, I’m here to get to know you and figure out what would be the best present for you, so I need all the information I can get! Give me aaaaall the brain rot, don’t hold back 😀

Just for fun: Tea or coffee? Fairy lights or candles? Paper book or ebook?

See ya! Yeehaw! 🤠

I see someone is checking the event channel on discord. Blink twice if you're currently online :D

Yes. you're right. I mean I also did give one answer to two questions so I'd say I definitely see their relationship in the show as something like a soulmate bond (ugh this is so cheesy but whatever) and my headcanon would be that while they're not married, they basically have been behaving like a married couple for the last 30 or so years. They themselves probably don't even know if they're married or not because you know it's been so long and who knows what they signed when they got drunk at the campfire together? They certainly don't.

My top 3 are: (no particular order btw, I don't have a favourite child)

Enemies to Lovers babey whoohooo (is that a genre? I don't think so but I am also known for interpreting questions however the fuck I want so I'm sorry for misinterpreting your question to tell everyone how much I love this kind of fanfic lol)

AUs (the possibilities as well as the "I will love you in every life" gooooodness how beautiful is this? Am I right??)

Angst (but not the sad ending please don't kill anyone it's Christmas!!! however I'm always in for some drama and I'm 1000% certain Farah tried to hide all her severe injuries from Saul because there were more important matters according to her which resulted in Saul trying to gently tell her that a stab wound is in fact a matter of importance)

You can totally add however many side characters you want as long as it is not Dane (who the fuck is Dane anyway?)

Farah's nap... honestly I can do both, although I'd rather lean towards "She's been alive all along" because I refuse to believe in stupid/boring deaths. Also S2-Saul's non-reaction supports my theory

I know I know Christmas is a first-world holiday but what about mulled wine and fairy lights and christmas trees? So while I think they probably don't celebrate Christmas (or maybe became a thing some years ago) I always pictured the otherworld having some sort of winter solstice and new year's celebration with loads of cringe family dinners and gift-panicking and kissing under the mistletoe. What should I say, I'm a romantic. And speaking of romantics, I can picture Farah as an accidental Scrooge-Grinch but without the "messing up the holiday for everyone else" part. Of course our dear Saul would make it his mission to make her enjoy the days.

I hope my brain rot was helpful!

And:

Tea and coffee, depending on my mood and sometimes both at once

Fairy lights probably, mostly because I don't have to get a lighter for them but I want both on my Christmas tree! Because real candles are the real deal!

Paper books 100% except for when I'm travelling because that's when ebooks are more convenient.

Hasta the next time, HEX anon 😊☄️

[sweetfire01]

What was the backstory of Luke, Simeon and MC? I know you’ve stated that they were there in the Devildom. How did they get taken? And what made Simeon see MC as a toddler / baby? How did Simeon and the other angels see MC as a toddler — are they the size of a human child [I have a headcanon that both angels and demons are much taller than humans] in the eyes of the angels and demons? Did the demons view MC as one as well? So many questions run through my mind at the thought! This is all so interesting to me.

— anon

Hi! Feel free to ask all the questions you want!

First of all, yes, angels and demons are much taller. Asmo, being the shortest among the demon brothers if I remember correctly, would be at least 60cm/2 ft taller than you, whatever your height is. Even Luke, I imagine him to be about the same height as a human teenager. And also Solomon: he's a human, true, but a very powerful one. Are you saying that a mere, weak human like you would see him from head to toe? No no.

You're the shortest. That's a fact. You could be 2 m/6' 7", your height is the same as a demon kid.

For the second point: maybe I'll write some scenarios about the demons babying you, but now I prefer to follow the official story. They see you weak, sometimes a nuisance, not a baby at the moment.

And Simeon and Luke? Imagine find a stray kitten on the road, take it at home and try to make it comfortable. That's how they both see you at first: they want to make you feel at ease. You're in a strange place, maybe until yesterday you didn't even believe the existence of angels and demons.

Under the cut because this part contains spoiler up to lesson 20:

But they both underrated the demons' power, especially Lucifer. Luke was there when the first-born tried to kill you. Simeon was impressed as he listened to the story, wiping away the tears from the other angel's face. They both watched as you were brought into the painting at the Demon Lord's castle, Asmo pushed you. And Belphie killed you, you weren't dead just because Lilith saved you. But still...

I think it was a combination of all these things, perhaps there were also the other demons that bullied and scared you at RAD, plus the poisoned food that you couldn't eat, magical items that you couldn't even think to look at them. And you lived in the same house as a 3-heads-dog. Not really a safe place, I tell you. So the angel started worrying too much about you, about anything. He understood that you were too helpless for this dangerous world, with no one to take care of you. Just like a baby! And it doesn't matter if you went back to the human world, it wouldn't have changed his mind about that.

I'm sure Simeon didn't have that much trouble getting Michael to think, at least, about your future kidnapping move in the Celestial Realm. And after the events in the second season, I'm sure the high-ranked angel would gladly aconsented to it.

So, following the official story, I think the best moment would be between lesson 40 and 41.

Hope I answered all your questions!❤

[outofangband]

For the elves do you have any headcanons on what what happens to the non-enthralled party in regard to the fea? Like for parents or children does anything seep through?

Hi anon! If I understand correctly, you’re asking about the family members of captured elves and if Ósanwe or other phenomena allow for them to have any knowledge or feel anything about their loved one’s imprisonment? (Correct me if I’m wrong, I was half asleep when I got this)

First I should say I still need to finish an older ask I got about the nature of Óswane where I planned to more fully develop my own headcanons on it

With regard to the phenomena of Óswane specifically, I do not think this allows much information to appear in these circumstances. Óswane is canonically weaker in elves (and even more so in humans) than it is in the Ainur and while the mind might be closed to Melkor and his allies in some cases, the boundaries around Angband that for example can fairly successfully prevent elves from calling to Mandos, can also prevent communication in this method even despite the sense of urgency that can usually aid in the use of Óswane

That being said the complete lacking of connection of communication can itself be a sign for others outside Angband. In some places, couples and families specifically agree to cease any attempts at communication in the event of capture so no connections can be exploited by the Enemy and because the mind of the captive might be completely closed to prevent the Enemy from breaking in.

I think what is shared between the minds of captives and those on the outside tend to be fragmented; sudden emotions, sensations and broken images. There is less control too over when and how they are shared.

Of course the idea of the loved ones of say, Maedhros or Gwindor sharing their thoughts and feelings during torture is one with a lot of potential and I’d love to explore that further

I hope I understood your question! Please feel free to ask more!

[ravenstargames]

Sorry if this has been asked before, if it has I can't find it.

I was just wondering how would the ROs/LIs feel about their MC crushing on/used to have a crush on another LI/RO during the mutual pining or established relationship stage.

Since it seems like they all see each other as family, would it be awkward? Especially if MC has/had a crush on Father Pride who is a father figure.

Sorry if this is confusing/indecipherable 😭 English isn't my first language so it's kinda wonky.

P. S. Drink water and have a good day.

It's alright anon! 💜 It hasn't been asked and it definitely is a good question! And please don't apologize for your english, you are doing great! We all are doing our best here, hehe. I think I understood you correctly but if not, don't hesitate to send in another ask! Thank you so much for the good wishes, we are still a bit stressed but soon things will calm down, we hope!

Beware! A bit of a long post. Also, beware of more oopsies than usual because my brain is still an overworked mess OTL.

✦ How would the ROs / LIs feel about the MC crushing / having had a crush on another LI, knowing they are family?

The answer depends on a bunch of factors! First, on whether this crush is or was. Then, which ones of the LIs it involves. It would also depend on if the MC sees the "other" LI as just a platonic crush or as someone they would like to be romantically involved with.

(Keep reading button for your sake)

In the latter case...At the end of the day and as you say, all of the LIs are family, love each other deeply, and have to see each other frequently. They wouldn't want to hurt the other party or place themselves in an uncomfortable situation, as each LI has their own views and preferences when it comes to relationships, (and their immortality plays a huge role in it). If the situation ever came to a "point of conflict", let's say, there would be a need for the MC to figure out how they want to proceed with both relationships, and all of the LIs would be open to talk about it.

It also depends on which combination of LIs are we talking about, as they don't have the same kind of relationship with one another and their personalities are very different. For example, Xal would feel the most insecure about the MC crushing / having had a crush on his older siblings because of how inferior he sees himself to them. Envy would probably feel the same because they do not believe they are worthy of love, and their siblings make a much logical choice to pick as a potential partner in his head. Raeya and Amon would probably tease the other a lot about it just to be pests!

Following the platonic / used to have a crush plotline...For example, none of the LIs would see the MC crushing on Father Pride as something weird, as it is a pretty normal occurence. Pride is the creator of Limbo and a lot of people have had or have a crush on him because of his power, his personality or just his appearance. If anything, they would find it funny! The same would happen if the MC had a crush on Gael (because of spoilers!!! Spoooiileeeerss!!! I'm sorry, we just want y'all to find out in the demo, I swear I'm suffering here!!).

I think this is as much as I can say without writing a whole 20 page document about it :'). It is certainly a complicated thing to answer briefly because we are talking about siblings / father and children, people with vastly different personalities and relationships between them, a mixture of different views relationships-wise...So I hope I made sense and this at least answered your question a bit, anon! 💜 Again, don't hesitate if you want to send a more specific question regarding this matter. And please have a wonderful weekend and take care! 💜

[acesolaris]

thank you so much for the get to know your communities post!

one question though- what can i *do* with what I know?

Thank you so much for your question anon! The mentioned post is here.

For me, researching those things leads into multiple kinds of actions. Reseraching those things are a way to make you care for your comunity. Caring for your home is a part of taking agency and feeling the need to get involved and active.

Researching the local infrastructure and history can allow you to design a more solarpunk oriented life. What are the concrete tools/ comunites/shops you can work with to turn theory into an active lifestyle? Thats why most of these are sugestions, bc those are based on what I do and see as this lifestyle (eg. sustainability, focus on diversity of local culture, mutual anarchism etc.) Knowing your localpolitical system is tied to political activism, the knowing of the battlefield so to speak. It allows you to work with it when doing petitons or organizing demonstrations, which local politicans better to avoid and also let's you know how much resistance to expect to your Ideas. Are there cases of squatting and how quickly and/or violently were they cleared? Where can you place a free food/book/ excange closet, so no one tears it immediately down? You also may find an organisation or movement you want to join.

I hope, I understood your question correctly and was able to give a helpfull answer. Feel free to use this as a dicussion as always.

~ @acesolaris