#i looooove witches

[yuukei-yikes]

im so mad jin is weak and just dressed ayano and takane as witches while haruka and shintaro got fun costumes

[vriskan8or]

let her go

[cautionszz]

scene-ish version of my trollsonas godtier

[malbenita]

[wholoveseggs]

How are you ???💝 I looooove 💕your writing so much can please ask something about the daddies of them all Elijah mikaelson ❤️🫦? But it will be kinda kinky🫠🤭 .... Reader told Elijah about their suit kink and sir kink and Elijah surprised them one night with everything they have told him ,every fantasy about being tied up with his tie while he still in the suit until the end and some other kinky element like hair pulling, spanking,of course biting (🧛🏻‍♀️)

And thank you so much lovely for your hard work and amazing writings 🫂🤍

Please Sir

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You meet Elijah on a dating app, needing his help to fulfill a fantasy, and he is happy to oblige.

♡♡ Thank you for the request @b1tchy! You want kinky? You get kinky! ♡♡

4.2k words - Warnings: smut, barely a plot, size!kink, sir!kink, suit!kink, mild bondage, rough sex, {very}dom!Elijah, anal play {with toy}, overstim, spanking, little bit of biting and blood drinking, hair pulling, oral (m receiving), praise kink, fluff && aftercare…

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Elijah Mikaelson had a lot of money and time on his hands, yet even he was surprised at how little it had taken to get you here, naked in his bed with your legs spread wide and your face full of desperation and need.

He met you on a dating app of all places, you were seeking an older man to fulfill some sort of daddy fantasy that he was more than willing to help you with. The two of you had been talking for weeks, slowly growing to know each other until last night when he finally had asked you to meet him.

And when you saw him... when you saw his wealth, his power, and his good looks, you fell right into his arms.

He was such a man, the way he carried himself and the way he commanded a room. The way his voice was low and raspy and the way he moved, with purpose. His eyes, oh god his eyes, they were so intense as they held yours.

You loved his voice and the way his lips curled into a smile when you said something he liked. The lines around his eyes crinkled and the corners of his lips turned up.

The way his arms were strong and muscular and the way he touched you, always gentle, yet always firm. His fingers, his hands, the way they were so large and masculine, they made your body weak and hot.

You knew it wouldn't take much convincing for you to get in his bed; an honest invitation would have done just fine. But he took you out anyway, buying you anything you wanted and showering you with praise and affection. He listened intently when you spoke and he remembered what you said.

The two of you had chatted about your likes and dislikes. You weren't surprised when he told you he enjoyed being in control and the thought made you even more eager to be under him.

Now here you were, naked and desperate, begging him for more. He was still dressed and watching you, and the way he was staring was making your body feel hot.

You really liked him in a suit, it was so formal and proper, but somehow that made it more enticing. The only skin showing was his forearms. It was almost torture the way he was moving so slow and taking his time, the way he was looking at you and taking in every inch of your body.

"You look so lovely," he told you.

"Please, sir," you moaned, feeling your core ache as the words left your lips. You had called him that a few times in your texts and he seemed to like it.

He tilted his head and studied you, that beautiful smile returning to his face. "So impatient. Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll give you exactly what you need."

His voice was like velvet, his pretty accent and his words smooth. It was music to your ears, and the words sent a jolt of excitement through your body.

You watched him slowly undo his tie, taking it off and wrapping it around his hand. Your body shivered in anticipation.

"Come here," he said, beckoning to you with his finger.

You did as he said, crawling over the bed, letting him pull you into his lap. He looked into your eyes as he wrapped the tie around your wrists, securing them behind your back.

"Is this alright?" He asked.

"Yes," you nodded, smiling and giving him the approval to continue.

He kissed your lips softly, his hand finding the back of your neck as he pulled you into him. You were melting into his touch, and the feeling of his lips on yours made your whole body buzz with pleasure.

The contrast of you being fully naked in his lap, and him being completely dressed, made the situation all the more intense. You had told him that you liked the feeling of being dominated and exposed and he was certainly living up to your expectations.

He broke away from the kiss, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered, "Do you like that, darling? Do you like being bound for me?"

"Yes sir," you whimpered, nodding quickly.

"Good girl," he replied, kissing the skin below your ear before moving his kisses lower.

You gasped as he began to kiss down your neck and chest. His lips were soft and gentle, leaving a trail of pleasure as he went.

You squirmed in his lap, the heat and wetness between your legs becoming unbearable. You wanted to touch him, and you wanted him to touch you, and it was making you so impatient. You closed your eyes and let out a shaky moan as his lips wrapped around a nipple, sucking and teasing.

Your hands twisted in the restraints as you fought the urge to pull them free and run your hands through his hair.

"So responsive," he muttered, his breath hot against your skin.

You let out a gasp as he gently bit down, causing a small sting, the warmth and wetness between your legs increasing.

You were sitting so nicely on his lap, his little toy to do as he pleased. He held your hips still with one hand, keeping you from grinding down on his hard cock. He chuckled at your desperate attempts to find friction. He made your body ache, your lips parted as soft noises left you.

"Will you behave and be patient, or do I have to punish you?" He asked, nibbling along your jaw and whispering in your ear.

You bit your lip and looked at him. Your eyes wide and pleading, "I'll be patient," you stuttered out, hoping that's what he wanted to hear.

You really did want to be a good girl for him, but the idea of him punishing you made your pussy spasm and your cheeks flush with heat.

"Sir," he corrected you, smirking as he watched your pupils grow wide. He didn't even need to compel you to earn that reaction.

"S-sir," you replied obediently, feeling your face burn hot at the realization of your error.

"That's better," he said, his smirk spreading into a pleased smile. You seemed to really like his stern tone.

He leaned in and kissed you again. It was gentle and sensual, his warm lips moving and inviting yours to do the same. You met his kiss eagerly, hoping he was satisfied with how obedient you were trying to be.

"Now, I need some help, will you help me?" He asked, his voice soft.

"Of course, sir," you replied instantly, desperate to help him in any way.

He was so close to you, his hands rubbing your sides, his mouth only an inch from yours. His breath was hot against your lips and the way he was looking at you, with those dark and lustful eyes, was driving you crazy.

"Will you use those pretty lips on me?" He asked, his voice quiet and deep.

"Y-yes sir," you agreed, feeling your heartbeat quicken at the prospect.

"Mmm," he hummed, the corners of his lips turning up as he watched you squirm and whimper in his lap. "Then get on your knees, show me what you can do."

Your body was buzzing as he helped you get down on the floor. You sat back on your heels, your ass resting on your feet, your back straight, and your chest out.

He ran a hand through your hair, his other hand resting on his thigh as he sat on the edge of the bed. His gaze was heavy and intense, and you felt yourself grow weak as his eyes studied every inch of your body.

He watched you for a moment, admiring you as you knelt before him, arms restrained and completely under his control. Your pretty face flushing as he teased you. He was savoring every second of it, storing the images and the feeling of you in his mind for the future.

He unbuttoned his pants and took himself out, stroking his hard cock slowly in front of you, letting the tip brush against your lips.

"Open up," he ordered, his voice low and commanding.

You did as he said and opened your mouth. He watched as your pretty lips formed a perfect little circle, and your tongue slipped out, eagerly waiting for him.

"That's my girl," he purred, stroking the head along your tongue, letting it rub against the flat surface and teasing the entrance of your throat.

He tugged on your hair, pulling your head forward as he pushed his cock into your mouth, the thick shaft disappearing into your throat. You were so pretty as you took it, tears forming in your eyes, never breaking eye contact.

He smiled down at you, watching your expression and feeling the way your mouth worked around him. His free hand gripped the sheets, the other holding your head, using it to pull you forward and push his cock deeper, all the way to the base.

He kept your head there, letting your nose press into his skin and his balls rest against your chin. You let out a muffled squeal as his cock hit the back of your throat, tears running down your cheeks and saliva dripping from the corners of your mouth.

He pulled back and allowed you to breathe before repeating the motion, holding your head in place as he fucked your face. You were struggling not to gag and choke, your spit leaking down his shaft and dripping down his balls.

"Good girl, taking me so well," he praised, his voice husky and laced with pleasure.

He found it very pleasing; the way you wanted to serve him so much. He enjoyed the tears on your cheeks as you struggled and gagged on his cock, he had never seen anything so beautiful.

You could feel him getting close, the way his hips were beginning to jerk and the way his fingers were digging into your scalp. His eyes were glazed over, his face was flushed, and his lips were parted, moaning and breathing heavily.

You looked up at him, hollowing your cheeks, making sloppy wet noises as you bobbed your head. You could feel him pulsing on your tongue, and the way his body was growing tense was encouraging you.

"Fuck," he hissed, his eyes shut and his head back.

His taste flooded your mouth, the salty liquid filling your throat. You swallowed it all, keeping your mouth sealed around him, giving soft little gulps and sucks until there was nothing left.

He finally let go of your hair, his cock slipping out of your mouth, followed by a string of spit. He watched as you licked the mess from your lips and chin, looking up at him with those big doe eyes.

"Was I a good girl, sir?" You asked, licking your lips again.

He smiled and reached into his front pocket, pulling out his handkerchief and gently wiping the mess from your chin and mouth. You were such a vision. A vision he planned to keep for a long time.

"Very," he replied, cupping your cheek and brushing his thumb across the delicate skin.

You smiled, feeling a wave of pride and satisfaction wash over you. The word was so simple, but it was enough to make your chest swell and the butterflies in your stomach flutter.

"I think you deserve a reward," he said, pulling you up off the floor and onto his lap again.

You gasped at the sensation of your soaked pussy rubbing against the smooth fabric of his suit pants, and the way his fingers dug into the flesh of your thighs, spreading them wide.

"Sir," you breathed, looking at him with wide, wanting eyes.

He was smirking, the corners of his lips curling up and his eyes dark and hooded. He was enjoying the way your body was moving and twitching, the way your hips were rocking and the way your cunt was leaking onto his pants.

"So needy," he said, leaning in and kissing your neck.

You felt his teeth graze against the sensitive skin, then he gently bit down, sinking his fangs into the flesh. You let out a small yelp, feeling a mix of pain and pleasure as the blood trickled from the wounds and down your chest.

His tongue trailed up the bloody path, licking every drop before his lips pressed against yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth.

"Do you like that?" He asked, breaking the kiss.

"Mhm," you replied, nodding quickly and pressing yourself into him, your hands twisting and struggling against the restraint.

"You're such a pretty little thing, so responsive," he praised, kissing your neck and leaving little bites all the way down to your chest. "but you must be patient,"

You took a deep breath and did your best to stay still. It was hard with him touching and kissing you the way he was. His fingers were moving towards the apex of your thighs, the tips ghosting across your heated and swollen skin. He smiled against your neck as you whined, wanting more.

"I want you to lay down on the bed, with your pretty little ass in the air," he told you, his voice soft and his breath warm against your skin.

You nodded and tried to awkwardly climb off of his lap, his hands on your waist guiding you. You managed to get onto the bed without falling, laying down on your stomach with your hands still tied behind your back. You turned your head to the side so you could watch him.

He stood and walked over to the bed, his eyes traveling the length of your body. You looked so pretty, naked and tied up for him, ready and eager for his touch.

He leaned over you, his hands gripping your hips and pulling you back towards him. Your ass was raised high, the wet heat of your pussy on full display.

"Look at this," he hummed, running a finger between the lips, watching the way they parted and glistened, showing him how much you needed him. "So needy," he said, pushing the finger into you slowly.

His leaned down over your body, his chest pressed against your back, his lips next to your ear, and his voice was like a caress, soothing and sweet.

"You're such a good girl for me," he hummed, pulling the finger out and sliding two back in, pumping them slowly, feeling the tightness and the way your walls twitched around him.

You moaned and closed your eyes, feeling his hot breath on the back of your neck. Your hands were stuck between the two of you, completely at his mercy, his body keeping you in place.

"Sir, please," you whimpered, wiggling in his hold, trying to get more of his touch.

His fingers slowly withdrew from your pussy, moving their way up and finding your other hole, circling the tight ring and massaging it, spreading the slick wetness around.

You whined and bucked back against his touch, and he gave your ass a firm smack. "Behave," he warned, his voice stern.

"S-sorry, sir," you apologized, your cheeks burning as you squirmed and whined under his touch.

He pressed the tip of his finger in, just barely penetrating, feeling the resistance as your hole tried to pull him in. He pulled back, spreading the slick over his finger and pressing in again, a bit harder, this time pushing past the muscle and earning a moan from you.

"You like that, sweetheart?" He asked, pushing his finger all the way in, feeling the heat of your tight ass.

"Y-yes sir," you stuttered, trying to stay still as his finger moved inside of you, stretching the muscle and exploring the sensitive nerves.

He smirked, pulling his finger out and lubing it up again, this time pushing in two, slowly fucking your ass as you whined and wiggled under him.

"Sir, it's too much," you cried, the burning feeling from the stretch making your legs shake.

"I'll decide what's too much," he corrected you, his voice low and full of authority.

He held his fingers still, letting you get used to the fullness. He rubbed a hand over your lower back, feeling the tension in your muscles.

"Relax," he coaxed, his voice soft and sweet.

"Y-yes sir," you replied, the words shaky as you did your best to relax your body.

"Stay just like this," he ordered, leaving the bed for a moment.

You laid there obediently, not moving a muscle, despite the aching desire for friction. You could hear him opening a drawer, rummaging through it and picking something out.

You desperately wanted to look and see what he had gotten, but you stayed still. You felt the mattress dip under his weight as he came back. You could feel him watching you, and you were growing impatient and needy, wanting him to give you more.

He placed a hand on the small of your back, steadying you. You heard a bottle opening, and then the sensation of something cold and wet pressing against the ring of your asshole.

"Sir," you moaned, feeling the smooth rounded surface of a plug pressing into you.

He slowly pushed the toy in, the cold glass stretching your ass and filling you, the base settling between your cheeks.

"Beautiful," he purred, his eyes taking in the sight before him.

Your ass was up in the air, the base of the plug nestled between your cheeks, a steady stream of arousal leaking from your pussy and down your thighs.

He gripped your ass, spreading the cheeks, watching the plug move slightly inside of you, the tight muscles twitching and clenching. He leaned forward, his tongue running up the back of your thigh, licking up the slick and savoring the taste.

"Mmm," he hummed, the sound muffled as his mouth met your skin.

His hands moved up your body, gripping and squeezing the flesh of your hips, his thumbs pressing into the dimples on your lower back. He could see the tension in your muscles, the way your hands were gripping the restraints and pulling on them.

"How does it feel, darling?" He asked, his voice low and sensual, his mouth pressed against the curve of your ass.

"Feels good, sir," you whimpered, pushing your ass back towards his face, wanting more of his attention.

"What do you need?" He asked, his tongue licking up the crease and his lips brushing against the smooth glass.

"More, sir," you moaned, the plug inside of you shifting slightly.

"Do you want my cock?" He asked, his teeth grazing the supple flesh of your ass.

"Yes sir," you whimpered, his words causing your pussy to throb.

"Such a greedy little thing," he said, his voice amused and a bit patronizing.

He gave your ass a few more squeezes, and then his hands were gone. He stood up and began to take his clothes off, carefully laying his shirt and jacket on the chair and folding his pants and putting them on top of the other clothes.

You watched him the entire time, enjoying the view as he slowly revealed his body. Even the way he got undressed was refined and elegant.

He got back on the bed, his body pressed against yours, the skin of his chest rubbing against your back. You could feel his cock, hard and ready, pressing into your thigh.

His hand gripped the plug and tugged gently, pulling it out slightly then pushing it back in. Your ass clenched around the toy, and your eyes fluttered shut.

He chuckled, his breath warm against the shell of your ear. He repeated the motion, slowly fucking you with the plug. You were whining and moaning, squirming and writhing beneath him.

"Is this what you want?" He asked, his voice rough and low. "To be filled up like a pretty little slut?"

You nodded and whimpered, your eyes still closed, lost in the feeling.

"Say it," he ordered, his teeth grazing the soft skin of your shoulder.

"I want to be filled, sir," you answered, your voice shaking.

"Good girl," he purred, pleased with the response.

He pulled back and slowly sunk his cock into your dripping pussy, the fullness making your body shake and your eyes roll back. You were moaning and squirming, but he kept his hand on your back, holding you in place.

His hips moved in a slow and deliberate rhythm, groaning at how wet and warm you were. Your walls were squeezing his cock, sucking him in and begging him to stay.

His fingers grazed over the plug, gently tugging on it and watching the way your ass stretched to accommodate it. It was almost hypnotic, the way the muscles twitched and clenched.

You were making all sorts of delicious sounds, your body writhing and squirming under him, your pussy gripping him like a vice.

He picked up his pace, fucking you harder, his hips slamming into you. His grip on your hip was bruising, his other hand holding the plug, slowly pumping it in and out of your ass.

He watched your hands twist and clench, the soft skin turning red and raw from the tie rubbing against it. He wanted to keep you like this, all night long, tied up and stuffed full, unable to escape his attention.

Your body was tensing, and your eyes were shut tight. Your mouth was open and gasping, the noises coming out sounding like sobs.

He felt his own body start to tremble, and the coil in his stomach growing tighter. His hips were snapping faster, and his hand was pulling the plug harder, stretching your tight ass and making you cry out.

"Sir," you panted, trying to warn him, the pleasure building and building until it finally erupted.

"That's it," he cooed, feeling your orgasm wash over you, your pussy spasming around him, making his thrusts messy and sloppy.

He continued to fuck you through it, chasing his own release, watching your thighs shake and listening to your cries. You were so pretty when you came.

"Sir," you whimpered, the feeling becoming too intense. "It's.. too much.."

"Just one more," he coaxed, his hand stroking up and down your spine, easing the tension.

"Please sir," you whined, your body trembling.

"I know, sweetheart," he hummed, his cock pounding into you, the wet squelching sounds echoing off the walls.

He reached out and untied your wrists, rubbing the marks left behind. Your arms immediately moved beside your head, gripping the sheets and holding on for dear life.

He kept the same brutal pace, his balls slapping against you, and the bed rocking. You were a sobbing mess, the pleasure becoming overwhelming, the pressure and friction building until it finally broke.

"Elijah!" You cried, his name coming out choked and broken.

"Good girl," he praised, the praise washing over you and making you shiver.

His hips were stuttering, his body tensing, and the sound of your name falling from his lips sent another wave of pleasure coursing through your veins.

He collapsed onto your back, panting and trying to catch his breath. You could feel his cock still twitching, his hips slowly moving, riding out the high.

He placed kisses along the nape of your neck and across your shoulders, his fingers interlacing with yours, bringing the back of your hand to his mouth.

"So pretty," he hummed, the warmth of his breath tickling your skin.

He leaned back and slowly pulled the plug out and tossed it aside, making you moan and shudder.

He laid on his side next to you, watching the rise and fall of your chest, the way your breathing was beginning to slow. He ran a hand through your hair, the locks damp with sweat.

You turned and looked at him, his expression was soft and sweet, and you could see the adoration in his eyes. He smiled, and you couldn't help but smile back.

"I hope I didn't hurt you," he said, his fingers brushing over the red mark left by the tie.

"No, I'm alright," you assured him.

He leaned forward and kissed you, his lips gentle and warm. His hand cupped your cheek, his thumb brushing across the skin.

You melted into his touch, your body relaxing and going limp. You felt him smiling against your mouth, and you couldn't help but smile too.

"I'm glad," he said, his forehead pressed against yours, his eyes boring into yours.

You could get lost in those deep brown eyes, the way they were looking at you with such affection and love. You were still surprised by the intensity of his feelings for you, the way he seemed to worship you, and treat you as though you were a treasure.

You laid your head on his chest, the sound of his heartbeat soothing you. His arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer. He smelled of soap and spice, and you nuzzled his chest, enjoying the closeness.

He smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head, his hand moving up and down your arm. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have you.

"We should clean up," he suggested, his fingers tracing small circles on the skin of your shoulder.

You didn't respond, and he looked down to see you had already fallen asleep, the exhaustion catching up with you. He chuckled softly, admiring the peaceful look on your face.

He pulled the blanket up and over the two of you, covering your naked bodies and soon joined you in perfectly contented slumber.

[taffycandyqt]

hey so how badly do you think the rottmnt boys would be easily persuaded into things by their s/o? Who has self control and who throws caution to the wind for their s/o? Like their s/o is not manipulating or anything. Just like “No! I’m not joining”. “*genuine sad understanding doe eyes* If you’re sure, I wanted you to be the one to come with me though since I love you so much and I’d feel better with you there, but if you’re uncomfortable, it’s ok” if their boyfriend changes their mind, s/o is confused at the sudden change but look ecstatic? Or like they make their boyfriend angry and s/o is like “I did that? I’m sorry. I didn’t realise *genuine sad doe eyes. Makes it very hard to stay mad at*”?

Honestly, the rise boys are all so hungry for affection in their own ways. I feel like they are all pretty weak to their sweet little s/o. Also the one shots aren't exactly the best example of the headcannons but I was STRUGGLING so this is the best I got.

Weak in the Knees

Rise turtles (separately) x reader

How easily can you persuade them using your irresistible charm??

Warnings: Mentions of shooting as a hyperbole to emphasize a point. Not explicit. No deaths. Only in Donnies. Angst? ends happy so its fine

Established relationship

Fluff, crack

Donnie:

We all know Donnie is a sucker for praise.

You ask him to do something stupid or dangerous with you it will be a no.

You want him to step away from his work for a break? absolutely not.

You want him to accompany you to Witch town. ARE YOU CRAZY?

Buuuuuut. If you just so happen to have thrown out a couple compliments his way beforehand.

It will almost immediately be a yes or a "Sigh! I suppose!"

Let's be honest here too, there is a lot to compliment Donnie on.

You praise him for his work, a gift he gave you, helping you, or for literally anything he is already wrapped around your finger.

But if you praise him and then add a little kiss on the cheek or hand. Maybe a small hug?

He would literally let you shoot him if that's what you wanted.

Bro is so in love with you it's not even funny.

Not to say he doesn't draw the line somewhere. No bees. No spiders. And NO BEACH BALLS.

Oh and nothing that could phically harm you in any way.

He ain't about to let you get hurt on his watch.

It doesn't matter how many times you call him the most handsomest genius boy and kiss his nose, you are not diving off the empire state building for him to catch you mid air.

"Donnnnnnnniiieeeeeee!" you slumped towards him as you drew out his name. After you got to him you rested your head on his battle shell. Your hands were positioned on either side of your head laying flat on his shell as well.

"Yes my dear?" He chirped. He wasn't very good at initiating physical touch. Don't get me wrong, he tried, he just let his Donnie overthink get the best of him more often then not. So when you initiated, it was very welcome.

"I looooove youuu." You answered him, "your the sweetest boy I've ever met, did you know that?"

This got Donnie to set his tools down real quick. You always liked to compliment him at random times. At first he thought there was a reason behind it. You wanted something, you wanted to get away with something, you wanted him to forgive you, ect. But no matter how many times he conducted the experiment. No matter the duration of time it took. The results were always purely random. You did it simply because you wanted to tell him how much he meant to you.

And honestly, it was his favorite thing in the world. The only problem was that it would always catch him off guard. There was no consistency to your charming onslaught so it was always left as a surprise till the very last minute. His face burned red as he proceeded to just stare at his work, trying to look like he's trying to figure something out.

"I'm not sure. You say I'm a lot of things," he tried to keep his voice even as he spoke to you.

"Well it's true! Your the sweetest, smartest, and most perfect boyfriend ever and your my absolute favorite."

At this point Donnie was trying to hard not to happy stim. Not because he's not comfortable stimming around you, infact he does it all the time. The thing is, even after all this time he still wanted come off as a cool, emotionally unavailable bad boy. What he conveniently doesn't remember is that he's already willing done things that counter that image. You don't need to tell him that though.

"Thank you dear. You're quite lovely yourself," he told you. He folded his arms and sat stiffly trying to keep his stimming under control, eventually opting for some speedy finger tapping.

"Awwwwwww, thank you my love!!" you said as you finally lifted your head off his back to lean over and kiss his cheek.

This caused him to jerk in his chair and mess with the weight distribution resulting in him tipping and falling right on the floor. Instinctively he reached for the table in an attempt to break his fall. Unfortunately, he ended up grabbing his current project instead. As Donnie fell a component of his invention was ripped from it's position and landed on the floor beside him.

"Oh mi gosh! Are you okay?!" you rushed to Donnie's aid and helped him off the floor.

"I'm alright, thank you," he smiled at you softly and went to pick up his chair.

"I was just caught off guard is all," he told you, but as he bends down to grab the chair he noticed the crucial piece of his latest invention laying off to the side of it.

"GASP! Nonononono!" he picked up the piece and scrambled to his work desk to inspect the damage.

"Nooo!!" He wined in frustration. He rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index as he tried to calm himself down.

"Donnie? What's wrong?" You asked as you inched your way to his side.

"THIS!" he exclaimed shoving the broken piece in your direction before dropping his arm and turning away from his project to pace around the room.

"I'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS FOR WEEKS AND NOW I HAVE TO BACKTRACK AND REDO DAYS OF WORK! ALL BECAUSE YOU-" he stopped talking immediately when he say your face. He had originally turned to look back at you in order to emphasize his frustration. Seeing the look on your face though, made him instantly regret letting his frustration get the better of him.

"I- I'm sorry. I- didn't mean for that... I just wanted to... um..." you were on the verge of tears and couldn't think of anything to say that would fix the issue. So you just clasped your hands together and looked to the floor.

"I'm sorry," is what you eventually settled on.

"No! no, I'm sorry," Donnie told you as he approached and grabbed your shoulder while placing the other in his chest. He leaned his head down in an attempt to catch your eye as you kept your eyes locked on the ground.

"I shouldn't have yelled like that, and besides it wasn't your fault anyways. I was the one being careless in the first place." He eventually placed his and on your other shoulder and leaned down more, practically begging for you to look at him. When you did, your eyes were big and glossy with tears that streaked on your cheeks.

"I shouldn't have distracted you," your responded and you looked back to the floor.

"No, hey, your not a distraction," he told you in a gentle voice. He stood up straight and pulled you into a firm hug, burying his snout in your hair.

"Your the best thing that happened to me. Your never a distraction," he was really hoping this got through to you.

"Really?" You sniffed.

"Really really. Two reallys," he told you. With that you adjusted to wrap your arms around him and then lay you chin in his plastron.

"Do you think ice cream would make you feel better?" you asked.

"Me feel better?" he questioned. You were the hurt one, you were the one crying. Why were you concerned about his feelings?

"Even if you think it's not my fault, no doubt you're still upset with the amount of work you have to redo," you explained, "and ice cream always makes me feel better. So would ice cream make you feel better?"

He gave you a small laugh and traded the hug to hold your hand.

"Firstly, it's not your fault," he spoke matter-a-factly while waving his other hand around dramatically, "And secondly, ice cream sounds delightful."

So with that you both made your way to the kitchen. Donnie ended up not eating any ice cream at all and instead opted for flavorless juice. He was happy enough watching you eat your ice cream with a big smile plastered on your face.

Did he have a lot of work to redo? Yes. But as long as your there it might not feel as long. He might have to make a 'no flattery while one is working in the lab' rule though. For safety.

Leo:

Remember how Donnie had a line? Yeah, no Leo doesn't have that.

Due to this, and his already mischievous nature, you can already get him to do pretty much anything just by asking.

However he does have a responsible mood. If he's in that mood nothing will work.

you know what I mean. Like how he acts in the movie while their driving in the turtle tank?

like that, just without the internal and external issues clouding his judgment.

It's s not a bad mood, it's just not good for getting what you want.

Lucky for you he's not usually in that mood, and if he is it's usually not so bad that you can't bring I'm out of it.

That being said Leo, like the rest of his brothers, needs praise so badly that it's kinda sad.

Any praise will work but if you want him to do something absolutely idiotic to the point that even he thinks so? Your gonna need to make him feel ✨special✨

Your gonna need to pull out the my man, my champion, special man, and perfect baby.

Names like that, that make him feel like a million bucks.

If he's showing off to you, one compliment will butter that sucker up like you wouldn't believe.

He would literally do anything for you, it's not even funny, bro has no standards.

"Y/n! Hey! Hey! Y/n look! Look at this sick trick!" Leo called to you from atop their indoor skating ramp. You were on the floor below talking with April while Leo skated.

"Okay sweets I'm watching!" You call back to give him the go ahead.

With that Leo was off down the ramp. As he came up the other side and was propelled in the air he flipped the skateboard from beneath him and then landed perfectly on top as gravity pulled them back to the surface. When he came back up the other side Leo jumped off the board and looked down at you with a big grin on his face.

You and April clapped and he came down to meet you.

"What did you think??"

"I think that was awesome. Your my talented man for sure," you told him sweetly as you kissed him on the cheek. Leo blushed slightly at this before puffing his chest out and holding his skateboard all cool guy like at his hip. He used his other hand to point at himself with his thumb.

"Well not everyone can be as skilled as ah-THIS!" He boasted while punctuating his sentence with a dab.

"Okay, Mr. Talented," April teased, "If your done I'd like to tell you the reason I stopped by today."

"What?" Leo said with fake shock, "You visited for a different reason other than admiring my rad skills?"

"Impossible I know," she snarked to play along with him.

"So what's up April?" You asked.

"I was working my new job as a part time graveyard day guard and I saw this totally creepy and totally abandoned house right outside my post!"

"April if you're about to tell us you saw a ghost," Leo told her.

"No! But I DID want to find out if there COULD be ghosts in there."

"Why are you telling us this?" You ask.

"Because, I'm not gonna trespass on abandoned property by myself. That's just asking to be kidnapped," she answered while folding her arms.

"I don't know April, I better stay here and keep practicing my skating skillzz, right y/n?" Leo said.

"Well I think it sounds cool April! I'd be so down to go with you!"

"Heck yeah! Girls trip!"

You two high fived and right as you hands made contact Leo popped up in-between the both of you and clasped yours and April's hands together with his own.

"Though I suppose it would be unbecoming of me to not do my chivalrous duty to you both and tag along as a safety precaution."

April looked unimpressed at Leo's forced attempt to be cool in front of you whilst also begging for your attention. As you and April let your hands down Leo's went with them and you took his empty palm in yours shooting him a soft smile.

"So what time did you have in mind?"

"Oh, I was thinking like right now if y'all aren't busy," April told you.

"Sounds good to me, come on Leon!" You said as you dragged Leo to the Lair exit.

-

Apon getting to the building it was abundantly clear that it was very abandoned and very illegal to trespass. A rusted chain link fence surrounded the building with warning signs plastered all around it. Though, it was to dark to clearly read them without a flashlight.

"Uhh, guys?" Leo started, "Are you sure we should go in there? There are way too many signs around this place for them all to be just 'no trespassing' signs,"

"Do I hear someone who is scaaaaared?" Teased April. This prompted an offended gasp from Leo who put a hand to his chest.

"SCARED?! HA! I'll show you who's scared," he snarked at her before opening a portal to bypass the fence straight to the front door. He gestures for you and April to enter first. Before you followed April in you turned to Leo.

"Everything will be fine, and if something does go wrong I know you could bail us out," you smiled sweetly at him and then stepped into the portal. Leo straightened up and blushed, then sauntered confidently through the portal after you. It felt good to know you trusted him so much.

As all three of you stood at the front door you heard the sounds of the house creaking on the inside. The old wood constantly fighting to stay upright. April pushed open the door with a loud creak and shinned her light into the entry. It was dark and messy. A brownish carpet greeted you along with a broken sidebar cabinet. stairs leading up to the second floor were covered in dirt and old enough to be one big splinter. Next to the stairs was an entrance to a different room. There were also different rooms on either side of you as well. As you all shines your lights to get a better look you could see the dust particles littering the air.

"I'm gonna go investigate upstairs!" April told you before disappearing to the second floor. Leo had gravitates towards the right side entryway before turning to you and gesturing for you to follow him.

"I think this is the kitchen," he said, turning his head back. You filled him as you both inspected the room. You broke looked around and noticed some light scratching sounds coming from what you assumed to be the pantry. As you opened the door the smell of rotten food and crap hit your face and you immediately gagged. You plugged your nose with your hand and you used the other to direct the flashlight. You didn't look around for long though as you saw a small, fast moving figure rush past your foot. You let out a short yelp as you stumbled backwards and out of the pantry slamming the door shut.

In an instant Leo was by your side.

"What?! What happened?! Are you okay?!" he gave you a once over looking for any injuries you could have procured.

"Yes! Yes," you sighed out patting his shoulder, "I'm okay, just a... rat. Or something,"

"Okay. Umm, just stick close to me for now ok?" He asked you. He was clearly a little nervous, about what exactly though you couldn't say. He grabbed your hand as you both made your way out of the kitchen.

"You've been hearing those sounds too right?" He asks as he turns to you. You both stop under the archway separating the kitchen and the entryway.

"W- what sounds?" This was, admittedly, making you a little nervous yourself now.

"The scratching. Like something's in the walls," he said in a hushed voice as he squoze your hand. You didn't at first but as you sat and listened, sure enough. Scratching. Or... Scurrying? It wasn't consistent but it happened often enough.

"Yeah," you answered in the same muted tone.

"I think we should leave," Leo told you, "Whatever this houses issue is it's not gonna be ours. Let's grab April and VAMINOS."

Before you two could take more that a stepp up the stairs you hear a loud crash and the house starts to rumble. April begins to scream and you can hear her rushed footsteps against the floor and as you both try to find her you ended meeting her at the top of the stairs.

"RUUUUN!! GO GO GO!" she yelled at you. She pushed you both aside and grabbed Leo by his mask tails to pull him along. Before you two started running though, you see what April was running from. I giant hord of mutant silverfish. They took up the entire hallway from floor to ceiling and they did NOT look happy.

As Leo was being tugged along by April you were tugged by Leo who still hadn't let go of your hand. In trying to position his body to run forward easier and April still holding on to his mask tails, it ended up turning his mask on backwards and obscuring his view. As all three of you exited the house Leo tripped out the door on top of April causing you to fall on top of him.

"LEO PORTAL! PORTAL NOW!" April yelled at him.

"I CAN'T FIND MY SWORD!" he told her frantically trying to fix his mask so he could see.

"HERE TAKE IT!" you said handing it to him. The silver fish where almost in top of you by the time Leo took the sword in his hands. With a swift swing of his sword the portal was opened and all three of you stumbled through it closing right as the silverfish burst out the door.

All three of you lay on the ground between where the two skate ramps met, panting and trying to gather yourselves.

"Everyone okay?" April asked out of breath.

"Yeah," you breathed out.

"All good here," Leo puffed.

"Great..." April sat up sluggishly, "I'm gonna head out then, see ya."

And with that she stood up and left the lair. You both waved her off best you could from the ground. You both just laid there for a while catching your breaths.

"Let's never do that again," Leo said after a while.

"I don't know, I kinda had fun," you told him.

"You have got to be kidding me," he looked over at you unimpressed.

"Ya know... I saw this abandoned processing plant a couple days ago," you said turning your head to look back at him.

"Y/n. We almost died."

"And now we know to be prepared for hords of mutant silverfish," you looked at him, "Please?"

"Uuugggg. FINE. But not for a while, I need a break from whatever the heck today was," he told you.

"Sounds good to me!" You chirped and cuddled into his side.

"Yeah yeah," he playfully rolled his eyes and wrapped a lazy arm around you.

Mikey:

Oh he is just the sweetest little buttercup to you.<3

Surprisingly though, he also is the hardest to persuade.

I mean come on, doctor delicate touch loves you but he will be quick to tell you why a certain idea is....... not so great.

That being said if you get really sad about him saying no he will do everything in his power to make you happy.

He'll make your favorite food, watch your favorite movie, play your favorite game, whatever you want that isn't the first thing that you wanted.

Out of all brothers, Mikey is the one who need praise at the most normal amount.

You guys will probably have compliment competitions while cuddling.

So safe to say praise isn't going to get this dude to do stuff for you.

However, Mikey is able to see how his brothers feel like they can't fully express their feelings and wants them to feel safe enough to do so.

Frankly he wants everyone to feel comfortable enough around him to express their true thoughts and feelings.

So if you are the kind of person to emotionally shut down or pretend like everything is fine when it's not?

He will be a bit more willing to do stuff for you.

Again, there is a line. A straight cut no exceptions line.

Buuuuuut he might be willing to find a couple loop holes just so that his darling can feel better.

Piece of advice tho, don't push it. If he feels like you don't respect his boundaries that's gonna be a whole other issue.

"Hey Mikey!" you chirp as you enter his room, "What'ca up to?"

Mikey looked up at you from the floor, you could see the canvas in front of him and got increasingly excited to see what he was putting together.

"Oh just paintin', like one does," he tells you with a cheeky smile.

"Okaaaaay," you smile back, playing along, "What'ca paintin'?"

At this Mikey looked to his right and then his left, like he was scoping out the area for spies. Except it made less sense since it was his room. Then he looked back up at you and gestured for you to come join him with his hand.

You sat down on the floor and cozied up next to your boyfriend to which he revealed his masterpiece. It was a family portrait of Splinter and his brothers from when they were younger.

"We took this picture a couple years back," he handed you a small photo, "it was always dads favorite so I'm painting it for his birthday!"

"That's so sweet Mikey!"

He smiled and blushed at the compliment. You turned back to the painting. It was beautiful. It was the same picture but Mikey had taken some creative liberties with the colors. They were bright, vibrant, and harmonious. The painting felt like it was buzzing with energy because of it. It felt warm and inviting and at the same time unpredictable. The way the lines, colors, and textures went together, it almost made the painting feel alive, and it was hypnotizing.

"It looks like you've finished, right?" you ask, turning back to him.

"Almost!" He perks, "I just have to add a few finishing touches and it will be done!"

"Weeeeeeelllll," you said mischievously, "Since they're just finishing touches, maybe I could help."

One of the first things that people find out when they meet you is that you suck butt at art. When you met Mikey he tried SO HARD to teach you but no matter how hard you tried it just never clicked. You always saw it as a cute 'opposites attract' sort of thing honestly. The proficient artist and the one who couldn't draw a dot right it they tried. How romantic.

So when your little tease entered the space Mikey knew exactly what you were trying to do.

"Oh no no no my dear," he played along, "You see, I feel your artistic talents are needed else where."

"Else where?" you questioned with big doe eyes feigning innocence.

"Yes. Else where," he told you again, still with his playful expression.

"You mean," you picked up one of his used paint brushes, "HERE! you said as you lunged forward attempting to pin him down in order to paint his face. Attempting.

"NO NOT HERE!" he giggled trying to keep the paint brush from making contact with his face. He had been mostly successful but you still managed to land a couple good swipes.

You both continued to wrestle and giggle as time went on. At one point Mikey flipped you both so he was the one pinning you and reached for a paint brush of his own. You managed to wiggle free in the nick of time and this led to you both running around his room with paint brushes in hand. Every now and again one of you would corner the other, but the other would always manage to escape leading to the chase once again. At one point you realized that you might be able to catch Mikey off guard. You see, outside of cornering each other, all you guy have really done is chase the other and try catch them.

So in a moment of what you deemed to be 'brilliance' you took an abrupt stop and made a sharp turn on your heel to face him. However, that resulted in Mikey crashing right into you and you both falling straight to the floor.

"OH ME GOSH! Are you okay y/n?!" he scrambled to get off you quickly and inspect any possible damage to your person.

"Yeah, I'm okay, I think. Just landed on something hard," you told him as you picked yourself up.

When you looked back at him there was an expression on his face that could only be described as soul crushing horror. You were so confused, and concerned until you followed his line of sight and saw exactly what you landed on.

His painting.

His super sentimental and lovingly handcrafted painting meant as a GIFT FOR HIS FATHER. and now, there was a hole straight through it. Not a small one at that. Not to mention some of the paint was still wet and had gotten smeared and smushed at the impact. There was absolutely no salvaging this painting.

"Oh Mikey I am so sorry," you were horrified at what you had caused. Mikey didn't look at you, he didn't respond either. He walked towards to ruined canvas and slowly knelt down to pick it up.

"I- I didn't mean for this to happen Mikey I'm-" he cut you off.

"Can you please go? We'll talk later, I just need to be alone right now," still without looking at you. You were so heartbroken you had to hold in your tears.

"Okay," you told him in a shaky breath. You left the lair that night, and for the first time since you've known the guys, you left in a considerably worse mood then what you had when you got there.

The look on Mikey's face haunted you that night. You hate to think that you were the one to cause that pain. You were the one that hurt him. You wanted to make it up to him but you didn't know how. It's not like you could remake the painting for him. Heck you couldn't even paint!

You decided it would be best to stay away from the lair until Mikey invited you back. Fortunately for you, it only took about four days for that to happen. Unfortunately for however, it was through a very distressing text that read 'We should talk'. Eeeee 😬

Before you went you baked some cookies to hopefully help lighten the blow. You may not be able to... 'art'... BUT YOU COULD BAKE. When you met with Mikey it was in a secluded area of Todd's Puppy Land, or whatever its called.

"Hey y/n," he said giving you a weak smile and finally looking at you. He looked tired. Like he hadn't slept since you both last talked.

"Hey Mikey," you responded, "I uh. I brought cookies." You gave and awkward smile and his expression softened. He motioned for you to sit next to him on the bench. As you did you placed the cookies between you both as to give him some space.

He sighed, "I'm sorry y/n, I didn't mean-" you cut him off.

"YOUR SORRY?! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO BE SORRY ABOUT?!" you were exasperated.

"Well I-"

"NO! I ruined your painting that took you forever to make that you made for your dads birthday! If anyone should be sorry it's me!"

"Thank you," he told you, "and I accept you apology, but it wasn't really your fault. It was an accident due to us both being reckless."

"But I started it!"

"And I didn't stop you, *sigh* listen. I didn't mean to scare you like I did. I just get very emotionally attached to my art so I was having a lot of feelings that day. I want to make it very clear that I don't want to break up with you and I'm not mad at you."

At this, you let out a sigh you didn't even know you were holding. When he looked back at you he was shocked. Your eyes were glassy with tears and your cheeks were red. You looked so sad. And so sorry. Oh, if he didn't already regret what he said to you that day he sure did now. How could he had asked you to leave?

"I still feel bad about it," you told him looking down at your hands. He moved the cookies behind him to close the gap between you both and pulled you into a hug.

"Hey, I get it. But if it makes you feel any better I was able to fix mistakes I made the first time and clean up areas I had previously messed up. On top of that I'm pretty close to being in the same spot with its progress that I was last time," he said, trying to console you. you pulled back to look at him.

"You mean you repainted it?"

"Well yeah. It's pops birthday gift, I had to," he smiled at you.

"Didn't that take you weeks to do?!"

"The first time yeah. But I kind couldn't sleep until I was back to were I was before sooo"

THATS WHY HE LOOKED SO TIRED! HE HASN'T SLEPT IN FOUR DAYS!

"Alright well someone's going to bed right now," you told him, picking up your cookies and dragging him by the wrist. He happily complied and followed you back to the lair. Not before thanking Todd for letting you guys use his space.

Overall, you both were just glad that everything was back to normal.

Raph:

Oh bb. He's so soft for you.

Bro will kiss the ground you walk on.

He's also the most responsible.

However most responsible does not mean least chaotic.

I mean the dude tries to lift a bus and ate a literal phone.

So honestly, I can see him being pretty open to a lot of stuff as long as your safety isn't jeopardized.

Notice how I said 'your safety'?

Yeah. Again, remember the bus incident? I refuse to believe that he wouldn't do something stupid for you as long as he's the only one with a possibility of getting hurt.

That being said, like Mikey he has a line. Unlike Mikey that line is drawn with chalk and is very easily swept away.

Now Raph does not like crossing this line. I mean who likes compromising their boundaries?

But he will do it.

Raph is very susceptible to peer pressure and if it's coming from you of all people? He'll do it.

He won't be happy about it after though.

Like he's happy your happy but he will being to feel like his feelings don't matter to you the same as yours matter to him.

So for the sake of this poor boy please don't press further if he said no the first time.

It makes him feel like a bad boyfriend. :(

You and Raph were cuddling on the couch watching Jupiter Jim movies. As per the usual when you both are bored and have nothing better to do. You were positioned on his lap knees pointing to the side so you could rest your head on his chest.

"Hey Raphy?" you said grabbing his attention.

"Yes?" he said looking down at you.

"You wanna crash a wedding?"

"What?!"

"Do you. Want to. Crash a wedding. ... With me."

"And why are we crashing a wedding?"

"Fun," you told him, "but also I'm bored."

He giggled at you. You were such a little cutie and he could never get over it.

"What would we be doing?"

"Oh ya know, dancing, eating the food, photo bombing. The ushe," you shoot him a cheeky smile.

"Okay, one question though," you nodded at him, "how are we gonna do that with... this whole situation," he told you gesturing to himself.

"Sweets, we're in New York. You put on a suit jacket and act like 'this whole situation' is normal, most people will chalk it up to eccentricity," you told him.

"You sure bout that?"

"I've never been so sure about anything in my entire life."

"Well I guess we have a wedding to prepare for," he said nuzzling his snout into your cheek.

"YESSSsssssssssss!!" you exclaimed.

---

After a quick social media search you found the perfect wedding to crash. You and Raphael dusted off your best wedding attire and set out on a mission to have a good time.

You guys had made it to the reception so you just walked in and pretended like you belonged there. Raph was obviously still a little worried about walking in full green skin and three fingered but you assured him it was fine. And you were kinda right. He definitely got weird looks but he tried his best to follow your advise and pretend like was nothing was wrong. So for a while now body bothered you guys.

"See? What did I tell you, no body even cares!" You smiled at him as you pulled him to the dance floor.

"Yeah, I guess," he told you a tad nervous. He smiled at you regardless and you're both began to dance.

It was a fun, up eat song so you and Raph jumped along in your own little world. Twisting, turning, and shimming to the beat, it felt like you both were walking on air.

After dancing for a couple of songs straight you guys decided to try some of the refreshments. You took some lemonade and the little cheesecake bits and found a vacant table. You both chatted about little things, telling jokes and having a good time.

Eventually someone from the party approached you. She was a skinny old woman. Not old enough to be grey haired and senile but just old enough that she had plenty of wrinkles.

"Excuse me, I don't believe we've met," she told you as she sat down her to you, "what are your names?"

"Oh, I'm y/n and this is Raph," you gestured to him and he gave a small wave.

"Well it's nice to meet you. I'm the brides aunt Tina."

"Well in that case, congrats! I'm sure your so happy for her!"

"I am, Oliver seems like such a a nice man. He treats Sara so well. On that note, who are you here for? The bride or the groom?"

Raph sweat dropped, he didn't like lying and it made him nervous that he might have to if you both wanted to stay.

"Oh we're not," you told her honestly. Raph was relieved for about half a second before he realized that now you guys might cause a whole other scene.

"I'm sorry, not what?"

"Here for either the bride or the groom. We don't know either of them, we were just bored and wanted to dance."

"Wh-," her face showed her absolute disbelief, "This is a family and friends even you can't just waltz in uninvited!"

"Well I mean. You can. We just did. Wether or not that's a respectful thing to do is an entirely different debate though."

Tina's face was starting to turn red.

"Well! I'm going to have to ask you both to leave!" she demanded raising her voice while she stood and pointed to the exit.

"Hey, what's going on Tia?" the bride asked putting a hand on her aunts sholder.

You leaned back in your chair resting your arm over the back of it while you took a swig of your water.

"These two hooligans weren't invited! They don't know anyone here!"

"Well that's hardly fair Tina, I thought we formed a connection over the last five minutes," you teased which prompted Raph to shoot you a disapproving look. Tina looked absolutely appalled by you attitude.

"What?" you questioned Raph with a giggle, "Come on this is kinda funny."

"Your making her upset!"

"Eh, she would have been upset anyways,"

"DONT IGNORE US GET OUT! SOMEONE CALL THE POLICE!" Tina was full on screaming now, which prompted Raph to shoot out of his chair. He apologized quickly and picked you up by your sides and ran you both out of the wedding.

"Awwwww I wanted to grab some more of those cheesecake bites before we dipped."

Raph shook his head and smiled.

"Your unbelievable."

[rebe-draws]

Drew me and my friend's @artofmarigold Worlds Beyond Number OCs!! Wild Magic sorcerer / hedgemage Scrap and his unlikely new friend Anoushka, Witch of the Waning Moon! I gotta draw more of these two getting into shenanigans.

I looooove the world that the WBN crew have made together I just wanna sink my teeth into it omgggg. Can’t wait for next episode!!!

[raini-day]

Fantasy manga reccs for folks that liked Freiren, Dungeon Meshi, and Witch Hat Atelier

1. Is what you liked about DM dwarves promoting good lifestyle habits and giving exposition about monsters? You might like Soara and the House of Monsters! A girl raised to be a monster hunter meets a group of dwarves who build houses for monsters and stars traveling with them.

2. Did you know Dungeon Meshi isn't Ryoko Kui's only series? The Dragon's School is on Top of the Mountian is a collection of oneshots all packed with the Ryoko Kui charm.

3. Do you enjoy fun magic item crafting and a relationship between a long-lived elf and a human? you might like Elf to Shuryoushi no Item Koubou! Magritte is a magic item craftsman who, along with her assistant and bodyguard Yura, fulfills all sorts of requests for magic items.

4. Do you like when series really delve into the how and why of logistics? You might like The Dragon, the Hero, and the Courier! It follows the daily life and trouble of Yoshida the half-elf, a dedicated postal worker who delivers all sorts of strange and mundane letters.

5. Did you know witch hat has a cooking manga spin off? now you do! Witch Hat Atelier Kitchen is extremely cute & domestic.

6. Shinozaki-kun no Mente Jijou is a modern fantasy about an ordinary office worker finding out there's a lot about himself he never knew about - turns out his body has been modified to hold all sorts of magical machinery. The thing with machinery though - it needs maintenance

7. Shoulder-a-Coffin Kuro follows Kuro, a strange traveler who carries a coffin on her back, two shapeshifting twins she's adopted, and the talking bat who lives in her coffin as they wander the land looking for a certain witch. Whimsical & melancholy, this is one of my all time favs.

8. Akagami no Shirayukihime follows the life Shirayuki, a herbalist, and the people around her. It's kind of hard to sum it up with one thing because it's a pretty long series where a lot happens! It's got really lovely art, fun worldbuilding & extremely charming characters

9. Hakumei and Mikochi are two teeny women who live in a house nestled in the roots of a tree. Lots of them cooking, building, exploring and visiting friends in strange places. I really love the background designs and detailed art of objects! My fav chapters are the market visits. This one's another of my all time favs!

10. Otherwordly Izakaya Nobu! More food in fantasy because you can never really get enough of that. A bar in modern japan inexplicably opens its front door into a fantasy city. Each chapter different people come to the bar to talk about their lives and enjoy japanese food.

11. Radiant, a pretty classic fantasy shounen by a french artist - it's on this list primarily because I looooove the art, especially the backgrounds. It's got some fun magic item worldbuilding as well.

12. And to finish off these reccs, Wandering Witch: The Journey of Elaina. This one's closest to Freiren in terms of who I think will like it. It's about a witch, her slow paced journey around the world, and the people she meets along the path.

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@thecolorgangstoaster

Yeah that's me!!

Thank you so much!!!

I'll be totally honest with you, the main reason I stopped updating Children of the City was partially because of the actual City of Wizard's update in the game. It gave me ideas but it also meant I would have to rewrite a lot of stuff. And that kinda killed my motivation.

Now all this stuff with Witch's Castle is making me feel the itch for that story coming back 1000 fold. And once I'm done with Devil's Encore I'm probably going to pick it up again and start working on a complete revamp.

Witches and Wizards have been getting more exploration lately and it's making me go absolutely FERAL with the narrative possibilities. Jumping off the fucking WALLS. You should have SEEN me when that Witch of Light video dropped holy SHIT.

It makes me so happy that some people still enjoy the original story, which is why I plan to keep it up on AO3 so people can still re-read it if they want! And I hope everyone enjoys the revamp when I eventually get to it!

We LOOOOOVE existentialism in this household!!! 🙏🙏🙏

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Hey again Sex Witch!

Thank you so much for your help! I’m the gay guy from the other day whose ask re: sexual attraction you’d answered. You really got to the heart of the matter, and I truly appreciate that.

This might sound silly but… Are you sure it’s really not weird, gross or… otherwise wrong of me to just randomly initiate a conversation with someone in a bar like that? I’m sorry - even if the worst that could happen in theory is just a few awkward seconds, a part of me still thinks that an unsolicited “hey I like your necklace” Is too… forward. lol even if there’s a guy in a jockstrap gyrating two yards away.

Again, sorry for the weird asks. And thank you for all your help!!!

hello again, anon! I'm very glad to hear that I could tap into something resonant for you. doing this kind of work without being able to have a proper one-on-one convo means I sometimes I sometimes have to guess at exactly what the best advice for someone will be, but luckily I've been doing this long enough that I've gotten to be a pretty good guesser :)

I'm 100% certain that it's not weird, and certainly not gross, to approach someone that way, as long as what you're saying is appropriate for the context. for instance, I'd broadly advise against walking up to someone who's, say, sitting in a coffee shop minding their own business and opening with "you have a gorgeous mouth, I want to see my dick in it." there are absolutely people out there that it would work on, sure, but you shouldn't assume that, because the potential to guess wrong and become an instant sex pest are wayyyy too high.

but even that's not wrong in every setting! that guy gyrating in a jockstrap probably wouldn't mind someone being a bit sexually forward; indeed, there's a very good chance that he's doing what he's doing specifically to encourage that.

but there's also a HUGE world of other, much less risque ways to open up a conversation. let's talk about your example with a necklace, and complimenting details about someone's appearance in general:

"hey, I really like [aspect of person's appearance.]" many people (wisely) recommend sticking to things that people pick and have control over - for instance, makeup, piercings, jewelry, tattoos, hairstyles, and clothing, rather than focusing on specific facial features or body parts. there are also a lot of ways to take that one further if you want to go for a more substantial conversation, including the following:

"I like that tattoo/piercing, did you get that done around here?" or "I like that [article of clothing], where did you get it?" gives them the option to provide as much or as little information as they like, potentially tell personal stories you can respond to, etc.

alternatively, if there's an identifiable common interest in their outfit: "hey, is that [thing] a reference to [whatever]? I love [whatever]!" great, now you can talk about d&d/comics/a movie/a band/an anime/literally whatever for as long as you want as a way to get to know each other

or, alternatively: "hey, that looks really cool. is it from something?" again, gives them plenty of options about how much they want to respond, which you can play off accordingly, and honestly? letting people explain a thing to you can be VERY fun, not to mention people LOOOOOVE having an excuse to talk about shit they like.

also, hey, if someone is just wearing an outfit that's really fun overall? something that they clearly took effort putting together to look nice? man, they WANT you to compliment that. they want you to compliment that so bad.

"but Makenzie how do you know?" because I dress like a loud-ass fruit 7 days a week. and I'm not doing specifically because I want people to compliment me, duh, I'm doing it because it's fun, but it's nice when people say something kind about my outfit! it's nice to be noticed! the other day I wore a pair of bright pink overalls and a student passing by me stopped to say that seeing them made her happy because pink is her favorite color! that's a great interaction, nothing unpleasant about it! I've also recently dyed my hair a shade of yellow that can be best described as "highlighter," and a LOT of people have been stopping me wherever I go to let me know how much they like it. that's nice! feels good! I also wear a lot of huge earrings, especially when I'm working at events where I get to meet prospective students for the university where I work, because it gives nervous teenagers something easy to start a conversation with! they say "I like your lego mermaid Batman earrings" and I say "thank you, I wear them so gay people will talk to me!" and then they get to say "whoa, I'M gay!" and then we're off to the races.

obviously it's presumptuous to assume people are dressing to be alluring to you specifically, but there are also very few people in the world who will be upset at being told that their hair looks nice and their outfit is cool and you think their tattoos are awesome.

people are also generally pretty stoked to hear something like "you're a really good dancer!" or "that food/drink looks good, what did you order?" or "sorry, but did I hear you talking about x? I love x! what did you think of xyz?"

statistically most people love to think that they have good taste and hate being the one to make a first move, so if you do both of those things you're already off to a GREAT start.

also, another fun reminder: even if complimenting that necklace doesn't lead to a romantic or sexual connection every time, it does serve as good practice for talking to people and makes you someone who gives compliments easily - and hopefully someone who's good at receiving them back, because many people love to repay a compliment immediately in kind! and it's never bad to be known as somebody who's generous with saying nice things :)

just give it a try; I promise you'll like it once you see how warmly people can respond to even casual praise!

[dreamerwitches]

RIGHT! I'm going to judge everyone with their doppel choices!!! Get ready for long post

In all seriousness, you're entitled to your own opinions and this is just a bit of fun. I'm genuinely interested to see the most popular doppels and I KNOW there are no set rules for the votes as the account has stated so peoples choices may be for gameplay etc etc. So, no meanness, right? It's all in jest (m-mostly...)

Giovanna time! I agree very muchee, I'm not a big fan of swimsuit Giovanna. Yeah she's cute but I dunno I just don't like the sail and that's such a big part of it. I understand why og and anime are equal cause anime Giovanna was FIRE and the new take on it in-game works well. Og deserves well because duh, its the og and anime deserves well too cause it's on par. But Infinite Giovanna ough, left the girls in the dust. Beautiful colours, beautiful combination of Giovanna and Shitori Egumo. She's beautiful and she knows it!

The first disagreement. Tanabata Campanella falls into the 'its too busy i dont have a clue whats going on and thats not a good thing' camp for me. Yes the colours are pretty but damn there's too much going on. And the colours on her spine bit are way too much overall. I get it but it's not for me. I'm glad my choice is second though. Historia Campanella is.... is not Campanella that's the eiffel tower and anime Campanella is just ugly. They removed the lantern which is such a good part of the og. the hint of red works so well and the ugly four shoes are a) large and ugly and b) dont fucking fit! The only thing i like is the hat but do i like it more than og? Not really, its on par

Alright THIS is my first 'um hello, what are you guys doing?' Tiracchana is awful, what are you on? I definitely feel the magis are affecting choice here cause I know Yuna is popular. I'm sorry but her doppel is shit. So ugly and such a mishmash of bad aspects. I'm sad Merkava is so low in comparison cause her theming is cool and she actually looks good. Done dirty... But like, how the fuck is halifax winning? She's just a fucking guillotine for petes sake... Im not a fan because it irks me but come on this is not the best design. Lakehurst done dirty waaa... she's such a cool mix of animal and machine and she works so well. Not too busy and has a clear theme. I suppose the only thing that isnt so great is the tongue since its colour sticks out so much. Very disappointed in everyone...

W-Why none of y'all like Marguerite?? What's she done wrong?! She'd be my second choice. I think Cuauhtitlan is fine but I struggle judging her since Im not knowledgable on the culture. But she does look very nice and the colours are good. I like Marguerite for her kinda castle/tank-y feel. The colours are nice and the structure is interesting! She kinda falls into 'this doesnt look like a witch and moreso an object' bracket but its not that bad... im so sad she's unpopular... Now im surprised at Halomonas. Its just boring man... and she's definitely 'this doesnt look like a witch and moreso an object'. Just nothing in it is particularly fun or cool, I just find her so boring. I suppose Alexandra's integration is good though, but otherwise... Unbased. But I'm very happy with Vlastenske! I looooove clowns!!! And she's super creepy and fun! You should be winning, sweetie

Sigh. Hepialidae is shit, what are you on? Moths are so important to the theme and story magireco and yet this rando has a moth witch? It's so out of left field and doesnt suit her theme as far as I know. I wanted her to be a vampire witch so bad back in the day... The colours are ruined by the leg parts too. Like hello? Where do those ugly purples and greens come from?! I suppose Kushu's integration is nice though. I understand Henrietta's low score. She falls into the object category but at least she's pretty. Sad about Don Rocinante though... I get she is a little boring but I do have metal bias... (looking at my fave Gisela... ) But compared to the others I still think she should be higher And man, I know Konomi is popular but... it... it's just flowers... c'mon...

Yeah, shitty magirepo deserves to be last... I think all (not you rena-chan) are very good here and deserve to be equal. A little surprised Elfriede is lower... I suppose her theme is a little all over the place... the fingers at the bottom kinda come out of nowhere and the head is a little out of place. Cendrillon is very good but feels a tad like a number of things patched together. I think the neck and headpiece could be improved. I must admit I have a bias for Zola as Ive rather fallen in love with her (heehee oops!) I think she's so spooky and cool and the colours are great! It was kinda hard to choose out of three great doppels Oh uh, Cendrillon-chan... I forgot you were there... yeah Magirepo doppels are just lazy and awful, NEXT!

Kogetsu winning as she should be... im furious the shitty Blot is not losing though... Komatsu falls into the mishmash category and there's a little too much going on. I wish she was more insect-like. I love Kogetsu though, the dragon is super cool as well as Chizuru's integration. It's just so satisfying to have such a circular silhouette too, she pulls it off well. Drekka Minni... sigh... does not deserve to be second. ITS A FUCKING BOAT. The only part I like is the dragon head but even then it doesnt fit in with ANYTHING else on the witch. I can barely even call her a witch... ugh... Oh and dear sweet Blot. Her witch is pretty good! But the doppel... The doppel is like 1/6th of the witch and they didnt even choose a good bit. Ugly, boring, lazy, and Gunhild has a shit utilisation. If you voted for her we are not friends.

Cassandra deserves to be first for sure and I totally see why Vimala is low. Im not a big fan of Apebis but the design is still pretty good, deserves to be high. I see why Vimala is unpopular as she really just looks like an object. A very pretty object but just an object. Everyone is pretty good here so Im glad most are pretty equal. Magatsu is spooky and cool and so is Cassandra. Maybe they can be spooky gfs from across time

What do you fucking mean no one likes Gosirsa??!! I'm mad Oaji is high hissssss Tara is very pretty and I love a Yokai cameo but she's a little too busy for my liking. Oaji.... Oaji is an object c'moooonnn... she's way too simple why is she top??? There are aspects I like like the reflection and stark red but not enough there. Marita is beautiful so im glad she's at least second. The theme is creepy and the colours are so pretty. But why no love for Gosirsa?! She's teetering on mishmash but I dont think she's that bad! The colours are nice and I love the mechanical bull theme! I get the wheels look a bit weird and not great but that's only one part... Poor girl...

No Aztekium love... yeah, she's not great... the cactus rail gun is not made very well. It's just two objects splortched together... Glad Abigail is high cause she's super fun. Nice colours and fun theme. I'm surprised 9daime is so high since she kinda falls into mishmash... at least the colour scheme is pretty good. I dont like how most of the pieces just don't really go together. Makes sense that Oxford is second cause this isnt a very strong bunch. I hate Miyuri's shitty feet theme but at least Oxford has nice colours and although the legs are busy, I think its pretty okay and the mass of patterns are fun.

WHAT ARE YOU ON JING IS BEAUTIFUL!!! Very unbased. I think the magi chose this one... >:( But... most of these are pretty good... but that doesnt mean Jing can be so low! Catacombe is very cool and has a good overarching theme and colour scheme. Im not so fond cause her colours are a little drab. I think Totentaz is a little boring, not enough going on I suppose and I dont think the wispy arms work. Otherwise she's fine, pretty but a little boring. But mannnnn Jing is so beautiful! I dont understand... the Chinese opera theme is BEAUTIFUL! I love her flowers and the trailing parts and how creepy she is when you look close... sigh... Casuarius is my least favourite here. Dunno, just don't get with her. The colours are very good and I love the symmetry and how Mikage is framed but I don't know if I like how the head part is put together, feels a little like separate things smooshed together without much thought.

When I first voted Frederica was so high and I was SO mad. She's awful, one of the most boring witches. It's just eyes and a jpeg of flowers man... I'm so glad she's at the bottom now. I like the patterns of Hevelius but she is just a lump so I get why she's low. Etteilla is super pretty but I definitely prefer her witch. She's on equal par to Gibdaughter to me. I only chose her cause of my silly metal bias :)c heehee I love Gibdaughter, the metal punk bird is great and I love Kanae's unique hood. These two deserve to be equal

This was a hard pick between ED Catacombe and Totentaz. The first two definitely fall into 'too detailed' for me. Like, man, look at Catacombe she has a whole party going on on her. Dunno if Elfriede deserves to be so low but they're all good. I like her pumpkin theme. I only chose Catacombe because Im not so fond of Totentaz. Does she deserve to be so high..? Eh, no... I think she's only so popular because she's the one that hurts your eyes the least. I think she's good, I LOVE the head cage thing but her bone scythe is too ugly and lumpy looking. I know ED Catacombe does look a little silly with her Papyrus Undertale skulls but I just love the colours and theme. She just works better for me.

These are all pretty equal to me, no idea why Nenemu is so low. Do people just not like Nemu lol? Nolde is pretty, love her colours and matchstick theme. So is Nenemu though I get that she feels a little more busy. I love the eye hands and head, she's more spooky. I dont think Shitori Egumo deserves to be so high. She's nowhere near as cool as her witch but she's still good. Maybe my least favourite? But otherwise they're still pretty on par. I chose Sukhavati because I love her patterns, especially when she opens up. It's a bit of a disservice not showing that aspect. Plus I love a rafflesia lol

Hmmmmmm. You want some controversy? Charlotte's doppel isnt that good guys. You know what the best part of Charlotte is? Her face. Her eyes and her huge mouth. And here..? Um... tiny mouth and no eyes. They took away her best parts! So sorry not sorry she isn't that good. Doppel Oktavia is way too stout for me. Why did they make her so fat? (not fatshaming at all, a plus sized oktavia would be beautiful but she usually isnt) Her head is so iconic why did they remove it and totally change her visor? I just think they ruined such a good witch. And Candeloro absolutely does not use enough of the witch. Its so painful cause I love Candeloro and Mami... She does not need to be that small and insignificant. I chose Ophelia cause um, the witch is actually there!! And I think the horse utilisation is actually smart! This definitely looks more like a witch popularity contest and no one actually looked at the doppels...

Ehh... swimsuit doppels are hard... They're just always so... busy... Meh... Why does no one like Ophelia though??? You're lame... Oktavia is fine. I like the surfboard and colours. I think the different kind of fish is cool but she barely looks like Oktavia anymore... Swimsuit Candeloro is pretty and has nice colours but MAN its way too busy. Swimsuit Ophelia is a bit all over the place. Some colours dont fit in and the turtle looks kinda bad. Swimsuit Charlotte is probably my second fave cause the colours are nice and the mishmash theme kinda suits her but man, some of the pieces look so out of place. Stick with a consistent art style...

Why is Luca so high? Egh... I think Luca's shape is overall so ugly and not good looking. The decorations a kinda okay but way too messy to see what you're looking at. I find her so hard to judge cause I know there's a deeper meaning I dont quite get so she's always on the fence for me. Im a Breadman hater. Why is she so unique? Why is she separate to Sudachi? What makes you so special??!! Too weird, feels like they're trying too hard to be cute. Gothel is pretty. Love the colours and the rapunzel spin. And I love me a set of ribs!! Valentines Breadman is a little better to me, I think a mishmash really suits the chocolate theme. Should be higher than regular Breadman.

Naomi is one of the first doppels I saw so maybe im biased lol. Broiderie is too grey and complex for me. But otherwise she's very beautiful and suits the mushroom theme very well. Not a fan of her weird foot though. Sigh... Heide Jekyll (shit name). I get it, I really do. But you could have made the design better!!! I know its a sensitive topic but you've still gotta make something that looks good! Naomi is beautiful, beautiful colours, I love the dual heads and stark red between the bodies. I kinda wish the arms matched the rest more but otherwise a clear winner. Yeah, Ganni deserves to be last. It's just a helmet man... A very beautiful helmet but just a helmet.

Theresia at the top like she deserves! I LOVE how awful and grotesque she is! You go girl! Go torture someone! Yu Hong is good but a little boring to me. Wish there was more than just the balloon. Beatrice is very good but I kinda hate the bright purple and fleshy pink. Ouch that hurts the eyes. She's a little tooo weird for me (not a good overarching theme) but I like how grotesque she is (wow second time saying that, gross girls forever!) Also how was I today days old when I realised Beatrice-chan is differently coloured... fake fan... but still not great... Theresia sweep is deserved.

Hrrnngghhhh Old Dorothy isn't that good guys.... It's just a bunch of circles c'mon... and the Nightmare-esque creature is so out of place. Why does she have it? You know, the things Homura made in her isolation field? Eh... Sad McDougal is so low, she was my second choice. How dare you put her next to the shite that is Hund Balou. But... she isn't great... very object-y and what is going on with that pink thing? I think Im biased cause i love her magical witch. Winchester is a great translation of the witch. Love her, no notes (well...) Only critique is that the colours are boring but that's obviously her shtick. Hund Balou... is like one of the only doppels that just look so badly drawn. The hands are awful, the hair is awful and the headpiece looks stuck on. BUT... the colours are very pretty and I love her dress. Oh and Hanna's utilisation is so unbearably lazy.

This was kinda a battle of the worst for me... Only chose Winchester cause I like main Winchester. Old Dorothy is too busy, Yu Hong is just green with barely any additions, Cuauhitlan is WAY WAY too busy (but aside from the centre she is very pretty). Man, no one served at this party...

Huh, another battle of the worst... Can we please not have a variant doppel that is unbearably busy? I chose Oktavia cause her colours are really pretty as well as the additions. But... w-why is she fat again??!! (see before, nothing wrong with large Oktavia but she... she isnt in the anime so where has this come from?!) Totentaz is finneeee... but its just a little boring... The green is ugly and the arm bits detract too much from the rest of it. (though i like the repeated red stripes). Tara is just WAY too busy and so is Henrietta. It's so hard to see what's going on... They are pretty but man... tone it down a bit!

I hate Carola so so much its unbelievable. Its such a bad doppel... I need the full description to tell you how awful she is. I am so passionate about how much I hate this doppel (this is from a wip doppel ranking)

Final Carola is... better... I wish this was her usual but im so weighed down by its previous shitness that I didnt vote for her... The colours are pretty and so are the patterns. Caterina isnt a win for me. I have no idea why she has a butterfly theme and I wish it was more like a book. Its beautiful... but not Umika. Im biased for Antonio cause I just think he's so cool???? It's... it's not Kaoru (like hello?? Where is the football theme?) but I just like him aaaa... this was kinda another battle of the worst. I think Final Carola is the best here. (Kazumi Magica you deserve so much betterrrr)

I LOVE SYLVIIIEEEEE! :) ah, where were we... Im very on the fence with Vayu. My opinion changes every time I look at her... I like the shape and the utilisation of Shizuku makes sense but Im not so sure about the colours and the uhhh bag head..? Doesnt make sense to me. Her main witch works so much better. Gela is high for me cause I love cloowwnnnsss! Just kinda wish she wasn't 60% huge beige bag. Love a dual jester hat and two faces but the colours juusstt dont match so well. Tongue and wings dont work so great with everything as a whole. Mmmm heehee Sylvie!!!! I love wind up monkeys, I love maids, I love body horror, I love purple... hello? This diva has no flaawwssss! Why is Paparazzo so high.... its pretty lame... The colours are alright and I love the repeated circles theme but eh the camera body isnt doing it for me. And the eyes feel a little lazy. She's just a little lazy overall...

Forget battle of the worst this is battle of the best! A-and Kriemhild-senpai... Doppel Kriemhild is sooo good... it is a total shame she kinda isnt Kriemhild but a Portable reference wins brownie points in Kit's book! Original is great! No notes. Swimsuit is also very good but it wasnt the winner for me cause she is just a liiiiittle too busy... otherwise the colours are GORGEOUS and she is very good. Haregi Kriemhild is also so beautiful. I think the green is integrated well (they could have fluked that so easily) and the circular background works so well with her overall. Deserves to be on par with the other two, not that low :( And uh Kriemhild-senpai..? Oh look, we've run out of time!

Hrrnnnnnn...... okay Homulilly is great, very good interpretation of Portable Homulilly. Only gripe is that she's kinda one-note on colours. She could've used the red of Portable homu. Now... guys... cool Homulilly isnt that good... Rebellion Homulilly is such a good design and what did they use here?.... oh... oh uh... n-nothing... Where's the spider lily? Where's the gramophone? WHERES THE SKELETON?! It just doesnt do it for me, champ (and i know, this isnt specifically Rebellion Homulilly but c'mon! They were going there with everything else, why not go the whole way!) I think the Lotte are way too busy, if you were gonna do the Clara Dolls, do the fucking Clara Dolls, you have ALL the assets for them! No, she does not deserve to be top y'all are liars and skanks Swimsuit Homulilly... COME ON THE COLOURS ARE LOVELY! This was before variant doppels were stuffed to their britches with too much shit. She's so cute, I love the contrast of the blue and the cute spotty arms aarrghhh y'all are missing out... Haregi Homulilly is too busy and the colours are kinda wack. The 7 Gods of Fortune Lotte just don't work for me... it's too messy and ugly... very unbased here...

Wow that's all up to date! So? Did this make you hate me? I dont really mind lol Im half looking-forward-to, half nervous about what the rest of the results will be...

[from-the-coffee-shop-in-edoras]

Do you have any headcanon or lore insights as to why Éomer named his first son Elfwine, which means elf-friend?

I don’t have headcanons on Elfwine since my Éomer married a Rohirrim lady and had a daughter instead, but I can give you some random lore facts with associated guesses instead! They’re kind of roughly listed in order of plausibility (to me), most plausible first:

1. Éomer’s aunt/Théodred’s mom was named Elfhild, and, of course, he would have been friends with Elfhelm (who, in my HC, is kin to Elfhild). So he could have chosen Elfwine in recognition of that part of his family and to keep up the proud tradition of Elf- names in Rohan.

2. Elfwine’s mother is from Imrahil’s line, which is said to have elvish blood in it, and in UT, Tolkien says Elfwine looked a lot like Imrahil. So maybe Lothíriel picked the name as a nod to her own family’s history.

3. By meaning Elf-friend, the name Elfwine is a Rohirric translation of Elendil, which means the same thing in Quenya. So Éomer could have meant the name as a tribute to the relationship between Rohan and Gondor, a land that was founded by Elendil.

4. Although Éomer is initially pretty skeptical of elves (he calls Galadriel a witch, basically, and he and Legolas almost kill each other when they first meet), he comes to respect them and even to be 😍 over Arwen. So maybe he picked the name to reflect his own changing attitudes (and, thus, the changing attitudes of Rohan under his leadership.)

5. Elfwine is known as “the Fair” and elves are really pretty. So maybe Éomer could see right away that his son was gonna be unusually hot and he gave him an elf-y name as a result.

This is boring so I’m not going to count it, but there was a real Aelfwine in Anglo Saxon history. Tolkien might have just liked it for that reason, since he based a bunch of Rohan stuff on them, without giving any thought as to why Éomer himself would have liked it. Tolkien also named the framing character in The Book of Lost Tales Aelfwine, so he definitely had affection for the name and maybe wanted to see it get into print somewhere within his works.

I’m not sure if any of that is useful, but hopefully! ♥️ Of course, the answer that ties to Elfhild and Elfhelm is my favorite because I looooove both of them and, as you know, I like to keep the Gondor influence in Rohan at reasonable levels. So if I had to choose one explanation, that homegrown one would be my choice for sure. But it could be any of these, or something else entirely even! If anyone else has a better thought, I’m all ears!!!

[soshiharin]

better than this world tour: honolulu

SETLIST

STYLING

CELEBS IN ATTENDANCE

— bretman rock

HIGHLIGHTS

— that outfit caused heart failure for a few people

— like wow

— gotta go absolutely ate

— and bad ending had a little something something to it

— she introduced herself in hawaiian and the accent was slay

— then she continued

— that outfit is probably fans’ favourites of the chequered outfits

— her gaze when performing better is so crazy, she literally made one of the dancers blush bcs of it

— everyone loooooved bounce back

— now act 3 was fun!

— look at the outfit!

— cheers was a crowd favourite

— in case you were wondering, she’s still eating dried fruit from seohyun

— she remixed sweet fantasy and you make me happy to have them sound like hula music and had hula dancers with her

— this outfit had everyone fighting to stay respectful

— those first three songs of act will ALWAYS EAT

— have you heard the third chorus of like a witch??????

— and of course we had secret love song

— she might have teared up a little bit when she heard everyone singing along (especially bcs her parents were in the audience)

— before she sang in the bed, she gave background on the song

— “this next song was inspired by my parents’ marriage. they have a very simple, easy, calm marriage, and my dad asked me to write a song for their anniversary in 2016, so i did. like their relationship, this song is pretty relaxed, but still intimate. i hope you enjoy”

— her parents were briefly shown on screen during the song

— literally blink and you miss it type of speed

— encore stage let’s go!

— bye is so much fun!

— you can’t convince me it isn’t

— she covered morning dew (alone once more) by melveen leed

— someone asked her who inspired my only love and she just smirked before singing it

©️ jang harin

[zanniscaramouche]

No one can claim that I'm fast, but hey! I finally had a moment to sit down and find some fics for a lovely anon who wandered into my inbox looking for classical musician!larry. A few of these are a little bit of a stretch, but hopefully there's something here you enjoy! You'll see little blue hearts along with a lil comment from me on those I have read (admittedly not that many, oops) This is definitely an AU I'd love to see more fic for! It's possible there's more out there, alas it doesn't seem to be commonly tagged. Make sure to tag your fics folks! It makes filtering for things like this so much easier! 💙

🎼 the school of extraordinary lovers // stylinsoncity @stylinsoncity - 191k "We keep telling the other, I love you and I love you, and we do, though we both know where the knives are." - Laura Van Prooyen

harry is a third-year witch and violinist at Laitswold, the only magical academy in the UK, with dreams of taking on the world, and hopefully breaking the centuries-old curse on his family while he's at it. he does not dream of facing off against his childhood rival and duet partner, but louis is back in town after six years abroad, so that's exactly what happens.

🎼 Love Is A Rebellious Bird // 100percentsassy, gloria_andrews - 134k AU in which the boys still make music. Louis is the concertmaster of the London Symphony Orchestra, Harry is the New! and Exciting! interim conductor/ex-cello prodigy who "has made Mozart cool again" according to Esquire Magazine (Louis hates him immediately, which is definitely why he internet stalked him in his dark bedroom late at night that one time), and Niall is the best. Zayn and Liam are around too.

Don't hum Bolero.

💙 zannithinks: one of those 'classics' that many love! I really enjoyed this fic, and as someone who hears Bolero every year at a local festival I think of this fic often

🎼 Saving Symphony Hall // HelloAmHere @helloamhere - 124k “I think I have an idea,” Louis said. Slowly, and reluctantly, but with a growing sense of the inevitable. “God damnit, I think I have a really good idea.”

“Oh christ, that's the problem-solving face,” Babs said. “Last time we saw that face, he sold a company.”

“Wait, what?” Zayn asked.

“Right place, right time,” Louis said. “Also, fuck my life,”

“What?” Zayn repeated. Niall patted his hand.

“I usually just roll with whatever Louis is about to do,” he said. “It’s better for us all.”

“That’s the attitude,” said Louis, “I’ll tell you tomorrow. Tonight, I need to do some research. Zayn, give me your number. I’m gonna save our symphony.”

💙 zannithinks: I looooove this one! A well developed world and lovable OC's, this is definitely the first fic I think of when I think Larry and Classical Music

🎼 Where Words Fail, Music Speaks // Larry_you_know @larryyouknow - 45k Louis is a world class violinist. He’s one year over forty, living his best life in New York. One day, he comes to a small town in Connecticut where he inherited a house from his late father. The town looks nice and its people welcome him warmly. The problem is that Louis never knew his father and he doesn’t intend to change anything about it - his father can stuff his last will up his treacherous ass. In a strange coincidence, Louis meets town troubadour Harry, who seems wonderful to him just right until he reveals that Louis’ father was like a dad to him.

Even though Louis tries to convince himself that it shouldn’t - it hurts.

🎼 Until You Remember // Throwthemflowers - 21k Talented London pianist Louis Tomlinson moves to a small coastal town to escape the elites of his job and the mundanity of his life. Through the music of Debussy he finds a charming, wonderful friend in Harry Styles, the fiancé of the town's mayor. Louis thinks his pining is in vain until he discovers that all may not be as it seems….

🎼 And I'll Be Here When Only the Silence Remains // louisniall @louisniaii - 19k The one where Louis is a top notch mute violinist and Harry might just be the person he trusts most

🎼 Back to the Sign, and Play Through the End // tomlinsunshine - 17k Louis is a globally renowned pianist; Harry is the worst page turner this world has ever known.

🎼 Take more of my space, why don't you? // otfuckingp - 10k Of course, the universe is not on Louis’ side, nor on the side of his mental health. Just as he starts to think they might get away with this empty seat -- yes, they. He and Instrument Man are in this together, a united front against the forces of any more people-- one more person steps onto the plane. He bypasses the first fifteen rows without so much as a falter, but the fact that he slows around 17 gives Louis pause. There aren’t many empty seats in this section... Surely not. Surely the universe wouldn’t be so cruel as to do this to him.

And then there’s another body landing in the seat next to Instrument Man. Well, “landing” might be too polite. Crashing, is more like it. Within the first ten seconds, he’s elbowed instrument Man in the side, dropped something on the floor, and nearly tripped a stewardess with the exuberant flailing of his legs. All in all, completely shattering the tentative silence in row 21 DEF. Fuck.//

Harry and Louis meet on a plane. Louis is not impressed, until he is.

🎼 What is simple in the moonlight, never really is. // judgementdays @judgementdays - 5k And then they're talking, like they always do on late nights. They talk about the future, about the cute girl who was checking Harry out at Tesco's, about the cute boy who asked for Louis' number the other day. They mostly end up talking about their auditions for the school of their dreams, though.

or

Louis plays piano and Harry plays guitar and they're both trying to get into Juilliard but feelings sort of happen.

🎼 Play Me Something Sweet // nonsensedarling @absolutenonse - 4k “Hey, I’ve got an idea,” Louis says. Harry just looks at him and lifts an eyebrow in silent question. “How about if you pretend I’m your cello as you try it out, like we used to?” Or Harry's good at a lot of instruments, but his favorite one to play is Louis.

💙 zannithinks: this one is spicey!!!!

🎼 And I've got something missing tonight. // whisperedbrave @louistomlindaughter - 2k That night, much like many others, he finishes his dinner and falls asleep to the sound of his neighbor and his piano.

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or the one where Harry's upstairs neighbor plays the piano every night. one night he stops and Harry can't sleep.

[totallyjustabunchofhocuspocus]

Very much looooove your new story, Witch!Buck is my favorite thing and Vampire!Tommy is surprisingly awesome too! Alsoooo.... can i say, meaning no disrespect, i laughed very very hard when i saw 4 chapters turn into "?".... i mean reading chapter 2 i could almost hear the plot whispering in your ears with ideas....

Magnificent story i'm definitely not complaining that u got lost in plot ideas! 🫂 hugs for your hard work

No, no, laugh away. I deserve it. I was so proud of myself for finishing the other Tevan story I wrote in three chapters, actually crowed about it out loud. The hubris. I know better. Now I'm gonna have to like, go watch episodes with Lucy and Sal in them again to get a better feel for their voice, and I have to actually figure out how banishment works long term, plan out the magic system better--time to build an entire other supernatural society I guess :-/

Glad you're enjoying it, tho :) Thank you!

[hollow-lime-green]

me, who has been frequently recommended witch hat atelier: "omg excuse me? why did no one tell me about witch hat atelier??"

I've only read the first volume but I looooove the artstyle and I'm so invested 👀

will definitely be binging this when I get a chance to sit down and simply be