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[love-is-all-and-nothing]

Yes, definitely!!!

Hi , question to the Aphrodite devotees of Tumblr

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Is it possible to learn to fight has devotion to her seeing she has a war like epithet (Aphrodite areia ) or am interpreting that wrong?

[vhaos-chaotic-writing]

Can i Resquest. Yandere Tfa Jettwins x Conjux Jet cybertronian reader

At this rate I'll actually start to say that I did watch the TF Animated series with the compilations and wikis I read to do these characters.

ψ(｀∇´)ψ Kudos for me!

(TFA) Yandere!Jettwins (Jetstorm & Jetfire) w/ Conjux!Jet!Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere behaviour, possessive and obsessive behaviour, others know about the situation yet don't help you. Reader is a cybertronian autobot, gender neutral and the conjux of both jettwins (just in case - there is NO 1ncest here, yikes).

Where to start in order to explain your whole situation?

Both Jetfire and Jetstorm are two full forces that tackled you down and decided to make you the center of their universe. Like two stars following a bright sun.

Jetfire is a possessive yandere, too touchy for anyone's liking and that tends to be quite territorial.

Jetstorm is an obsessive yandere, leans on the stalking behaviour and, just like his twin, it's also territorial.

Reading their wikis - both Jettwins give me the vibes that when both had the Decepticon coding for the sake to save their lives and have flight abilities on the Elite Guard's team, they yandere tendences appeared but remained dormant.

Until you arrived to their lives.

Another autobot that was on the Elite guard, although you didn't participate that much in battles or such, you were a brilliant mind that helped around, organized and trained aspiring bots to become autobots.

The Jettwins felt their sparks vibrate when their optics met yours.

Jetstorm felt his spark roar with the same strenght a tornado does, while Jetfire felt his spark be set on fire and become a star.

Sentinel Prime definitely can see how slowly (and yet, quickly) the Jettwins fall in love and become obsessed with you as they are constantly talking about you whenever they either don't have anything to do, await for orders or even while working.

Going back to the Jettwins, first they would catch glimpses of you working whenever they were on Cybertrone, then it scalated to them starting to stalk and follow you.

Jetstorm was the one to stalk you the most, always coming back to his twin and gush with him about everything you did on the day and the new things he learned and found about you.

Jetfire was the twin to take the lead and actively start to interact with you, and from there on, both jettwins always try to talk with you, or if they can't but the three of you are on the same room, from afar they try to make you smile or laugh. (Much to Sentinel's annoyance, as they tend to not pay him that much attention if you are around, as if you weren't always on their minds).

Oh, such sweetsparks they are! They always make you company in your breaks, talking with you and loving to listen to you about anything! Hobbies, fun facts, anything that has catched your optics, anything! To listen to you speaking about something with passion or joy makes their sparks sigh in love.

Though, be careful if you ever vent about somebot, I fear both jettwins would get silently violent at any bot, specially if you complain about it.

"Ugh - lately (insert bot's name) has been all over my back demanding too many reports as if I am not dealing also with the new students. It's giving me a helmache."

A couple of days later, said bot either stopped being too demanding with you or verbally apologized as if they insulted your own creators - either scenarios, you could notice how they seemed too nervous now to be around you and would flinch if the jettwins appeared.

Any potential romantic interest is also dealt with. The jettwins are not afraid to threaten others, and they manage to scare their victims - the tough ones that 'fight' them back are met with Safeguard's anger.

Because only them are worthy to be with you - their beloved sweetspark.

After doing the Conjunx Ritus, you became the conjux of both Jetfire and Jetstorm - and they couldn't be happier. The yandere tendencies got worse from there on.

Each day their love for you grew in alarming pace, both jettwins would always thank Primus for giving the chance at having you as their respective, one and only, conjux endura - promising to always bring you honor, love, protection and keep you safe and sound from any danger, to kill stop any Decepticon and anyone who stands in the way of their love for you.

Whenver they get the chance, when Sentinel is not ordering them things or working, they are all over you - Jetfire is touching to you one way or another; one arm thrown over your shoulderplates, his helm leaning over yours, etc. Meanwhile, Jetstorm is happy to just hold your servo, but keeps his optics over you all the time, keeping locked inside of his mind every single little detail about you.

Rest assure, dear - the Jettwins will keep you safe and sound, loving you, forever.

╰(*°▽°*)╯Vhaos out!

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

I'm on a roll with AU these days, so. Cowboy AU ! Outlaw Dewdrop x Sheriff Swiss...with a twist.

It's been a long fucking day. Very fucking long. Swiss' back aches as he leans back into his seat, blinking when the lines of barely legible handwritting still swim in front of his eyes, even now that he's looked up from all the paperwork.

Yawning, he looks around his office, lazily blinking. A light breeze brushes his face, making him frown and glance at the half opened window. Hadn't he closed it ? Swiss tries to recall, hours blending together in his memory. Maybe he didn't, maybe he forgot.

Once he's locked it, Swiss snatches his hat, delibarating between popping to the saloon or just staying home.

"Be the sheriff, they said, it'll be fun, they said," he grumbles, making his way downstairs, "they just forgot to mention the fucking paperwork."

It's all fake complaints, though. No matter how much paperwork makes him want to hang himself sometimes, Swiss loves this town, loves taking care of it, protecting it, acting for the people that make it such a bright and homely place.

Plus, he rocks the hat he was gifted when he became sheriff. That thing is probably his most prized possession.

Once in the kitchen, Swiss makes a beeline for the nearest bottle, in dire need of a little something to clear the fog in his brain from answering letters, approving or denying demands and signing what needed to be signed for hours.

The bottle leaves the shelf too easily, snatched with too much strenght for its weight. Swiss frowns, looking down at the bottle. It's three quarters empty, which doesn't sit right with him. He's sure, absolutely certain he left it more full than this.

All at once, Swiss becomes keenly aware of his surroundings, his senses sharpening in an instant. Noticing things he hasn't prior.

The rim of the bottle is still wet, a stray drop clinging to the neck, not having had time to reach the bottom. A glass is missing on the shelf. The memory of the window he thought he had closed flashes back in Swiss' mind.

His hand flies to his holster just as the distinct sound of someone cocking their gun breaks the silent, followed by a voice.

"Touch that gun and i'll have to scrub your brains off the floor," it says.

Swiss freezes, slowly raising his hands on either sides of his head. He hears steps, then a hand relieves him of both the guns he carries, as well as the knife hidden in his boot - quite the predictable place to keep it, Swiss will admit.

"Turn around," the voice orders then.

Swiss does, half smiling.

"Very rude way of starting a conversation, don't you think ?"

"Who says I want to talk ?"

Swiss groans as he takes in the man facing him. Long hair, mismatched eyes, sharp features, a scar tugging the right corner of his mouth up in a perpetual smirk ; a familiar face, one plastered on every available wall of every town.

Dewdrop, wanted for a baffling amount of crimes Swiss can't be bothered to remember, dead or alive. Reward : Swiss can't remember that either, with how often it changes.

The outlaw amongst the outlaws.

Swiss raises an eyebrow.

"Well, you see, people love chatting with me, so I just assumed you were as dying to hear my voice as the others."

Dewdrop scoffs, though he's smiling, a thin, sharp thing that reminds him of a blade. The fucker is holding a glass of Swiss' liquor in the hand not gripping the gun.

"Sorry to disapoint, sheriff, but if i had the time to sew your mouth shut, I would."

Swiss tilts his head.

"Rude. Almost as much as drinking my stash away."

Dewdrop downs his glass, maintaining eye contact the whole time, carelessly setting it on the nerby table with a satisfied smack of lips.

"You have enough liquor to drown in it, I'm sure my share won't be missed."

Swiss almost doesn't catch the quick way Dewdrop's eyes rake over him, up and down and up again, pausing momentarily at the silver of belly exposed by his raised arms. Almost.

"What I do miss are my guns," Swiss huffs, eyeing where they've been unceremoniously shoved under Dewdrop's belt. The outlaw takes one out, examinating it with an approving hum : they're very nice guns, well-cared for. Then he puts it back, still at his own belt.

"You'll miss a lot more once i'm done."

Swiss' eyebrows climb up his forehead ; there is a vague innuendo to be made, he thinks, but between the tiredness still weighting on his shoulders and the way his eyes keep stubbornly falling on Dewdrop's lips, he can't find a way to phrase it. Instead, he props his hip against the end of the table opposite to the one Dewdrop stands at.

"So you, a famous outlaw, master of escapism, came to this...tiny town and decided to ransack the sheriff's house ? You won't find nearly as much as you're used to."

The look Dewdrop gives him then, feels like being flayed open, exposed raw to prying, piercing eyes. It takes all of Swiss' carefully crafted self-control not to flinch away from it. When Dewdrop takes a step toward him, he can't help but tense, smile less easy, more strained.

"Oh but you see, sheriff, i pride myself in being nosy. Some might say it's a flaw, I say it's a very useful thing. I have keen ears, you see. I hear a lot, and I love rumors."

The barel of Dewdrop's gun presses against Swiss' chest. The outlaw is fully grinning now.

"And, you see, people say the Multi-Faced Thief - you know the Multi-Faced Thief, don't you sheriff ?- didn't die in that trainwreck years ago. Some say he's still alive, mascarading as a simple civilian, maybe even a figure of authority, hoarding the goods he stole, or aquired thanks to his thievery. "

Swiss swallows, his smile widening. Dewdrop is clever, ruthless, ambitious. He can't help liking it. There's no point in bullshitting him, but Swiss decides he can't give in without fucking with him a bit.

"And why are you telling me that ?"

All the air leaves the room when Dewdrop leans forward, so close his nose almost brushes Swiss'. It's crooked, Swiss notices, the bridge a bit wonky, probably broken once or twice. His fingers twitch above his head with the sudden and irrational need to touch it.

Swiss can barely breath, waiting, Dewdrop's eyes flickering over his face, searching. Pausing on his plush lips for half a second too long.

"I think you know why. You've gone soft, Multi. It was easy sneaking in. Disarming you."

A chuckle escapes Swiss as he drops the act, entertained by this guy's audacity. His confidence. Instead of shying away from the gun, he weights against it, sure to leave a dent in his skin. His eyes darken in the dim light ; oxygen can barely find both their lungs in what tiny sliver of space there's left between their faces.

"I'll admit, I dropped my guard. Didn't expect a pretty thing like you to stumble into my house. Try to steal from me. If we'd met a few years ago, I would either have put a bullet between your eyes or taken you for a ride."

Up close, Swiss is at the front row to see Dewdrop's pupils expand, his chest rising and falling quickly. Despite that, he doesn't lose sight of his objective, something Swiss admires quietly as he's shoved a few inches back by the push of the gun.

"Yeah, well. Here you are today, distracted and gunless."

Swiss nochalently raises his, mirroring Dewdrop's position, barrel against his narrow ribcage.

"You were saying ? Looks like I'm not the only one who's losing focus, mmh ?"

He watches in amusement Dewdrop's cheeks clolouring with both anger and embarrassement, his mismatched eyes flicking down to his belt, where only one of Swiss' guns is left.

"So, we're in a bit of a dead end, but i'll make you a deal, yeah ? You leave, and you leave fast, without doing this town any damages. In exchange, i'll let you have this," Swiss drawls, slipping a hand under his collar to tug on a richly ornemented pendant, one that always stays concealed under layers.

Dewdrop's jaw falls open at the sight of the Multi-Faced Thief's most famous prize, the hold-up of the century. Swiss waits for his answer, grinning, watching rubies reflecting in wide eyes.

"Why...would you offer that ?" Dewdrop manages to choke out, stunned.

Swiss laughs lightly, slipping the jewlery off his neck and onto Dewdrop's, still not letting go of it, precious metal digging in his palm.

"I'm tired of carrying this old thing around, and i'm already plenty rich. Do we have a deal ?"

Greed is always a bad influence, Swiss would know. It's currently shining in Dewdrop's eyes, surely thrumming in his veins. But he's not stupid, either.

"Right. And the real reason....?"

Huffing, Swiss yanks on the pendant, grinning from ear to ear.

"The real reason, is that i'll have a good excuse to hunt you down. I'll get this back. I'll catch you. I've missed the thrill of the chase."

It's not much of deal, more like a threat, or maybe a promise, but it's clear by the look on Dewdrop's face that he's game. Incapable of resisting the challenge.

"If you think you're up to it, it'll be my pleasure to prove you wrong, sheriff. It's a deal."

Swiss let go. They're still holding each other at gunpoint.

"My weapons, or you're not walking through the door," he warns.

"Windows would do," Dewdrop snarks back, though he does toss Swiss' second gun and knife on the table. His eyes flick up to Swiss' hat, hand twitching.

"Unless you intend to take me up on the ridding offer, I suggest you don't take that. You know the rule," Swiss smirks, earning an eye roll.

"Not tonight," Dewdrop breathes, slowly backing up toward the window, still aiming at Swiss' chest.

He's halfway through it when Swiss calls back.

"I'll see you soon, Dew."

The outlaw throws him a daring look, scarred cheek pulling with how wide he smiles, and it's the last thing Swiss sees before he jumps off.

Alone in his kitchen, Swiss laughs.

This will be fun.

[carolperkinsexgirlfriend]

Steddie Upside-Down AU Part 51

Part 1 Part 50

Keeping secrets from his Mom doesn’t come naturally to Will Byers. He’d told her after the first fight he’d had with Mike. He’d told her when he’d cheated on a math test. He’d told her when Lonnie had hit him, that first and only time.

So, it’s not a surprise that it doesn’t take him long to slip up.

She’d asked if he knew what Steve and Eddie were up to; planning to invite them for dinner. WIll had told her that Steve was at Barb’s house, and Eddie was in his trailer. His Mom had looked quizically at him, and asked if he’d been on the phone with them that morning.

It all came tumbling out, the way the thread tying the three of them together has only seemed to grow stronger. How sometimes he swears he can feel it tug. How he’s learned to figure out their locations by the strenght and direction of it tugging against his sternum.

She hadn’t taken it well.

“I just don’t think we should sit around and wait for the next bad thing to happen!” Mom shouts from the kitchen.

He’d left her, pacing in front of the phone, running her fingers through her hair as she waiting for Jonathan to get home.

“How do you know they won’t make it worse?” Jonathan demands.

Will curls up on his bed, holding his palms against his ears. This time, there’s no one playing the clash to distract from the sounds of fighting. Jonathan and his Mom love him. He knows it’s not the same, but every raised voice hits him like a blow, until Will crawls out of his window.

He’s walking before he realizes what he’s done, following the tug tug tug toward the closest fixed point until he reaches the Munson trailer. His other tether billows behind him, reaching back into the suburbs toward Steve. He knocks.

Eddie answers, shirtless and in sweatpants. Will gets momentarily distracted by the tattoo on Eddie’s pec he’s never seen, the bats on his arm he’s only barely glimpsed. Eddie snaps his fingers in front of Will’s face, smirking down at him. Will feels his ears turn red, isn’t sure why.

Eddie doens’t looks surprised to see Will, but when he looks behind WIll, he does look surprised at the lack of idling car, waiting for him to be safely ensconsed in the trailer before driving off.

“Where’s your keepers?” Eddie asks, opening the door wide enough for Will to slip through.

Will huddles down into Wayne’s chair, grabbing onto the armrests like he’s afraid Eddie will yank him free. Eddie sits on the couch, grabbing the remote like he’s about to turn on the television for a casual hangout between friends.

“I told my Mom about the thing!” Will blurts.

Eddie freezes, remote held up, thumb hovering over the on button as he looks over to Will with wide eyes. “What thing?” he asks, but Will can tell. He already knows.

“The…connection?” he says, fumbling like always about the things he doesn’t have words for. “About you and Steve.”

Eddie drops the remote onto the coffee table. It clatters loudly enough that Will flinches back. Luckily, Eddie’s eyes are closed and he doesn’t notice. He sighs wearily, rubbing the bridge of his nose as Will shrinks further and further into himself.

“Okay,” Eddie sighs. “What does she want to do?” Eddie opens his eyes and looks up at Will, seemingly noticing for the first time how he’s shrinking into himself.

“Sorry,” Will wobbles.

“Oh, hey, it’s fine!” Eddie says, springing from his chair and hovering in front of Wayne’s chair, clasping his hands on Will’s shoulders. “We’re in this together, Baby Byers. Okay?”

The force of gravity sends tears cascading down Will’s cheeks as he nods. Eddie schooches onto the arm of the chair. It creaks dangerously, but holds as Eddie puts his arm around Will’s shoudlers and pulls him into his side.

It takes long minutes for Will to calm his shaky breathing and dry his face on the sleeve of his flannel. Eddie just squeezes his shoulder, and waits patiently for him to calm down.

“Sorry,” Will says again, voice scracthy but dry.

“None of that!” Eddie says, booping him on the nose. “You’re allowed to tell your Mom things.”

There’s a wistfull twinge to his voice that makes Will shudder. Eddie and Steve seem so much older; he forgets sometimes that they’re still kids, who’ve only got one uncle between them.

“She can be your Mom, too,” Will says. Eddie laughs, like he thinks Will is joking. He’s not.

“Okay, okay,” Eddie replies, unwrapping his arm from around Will to hold up both hands placatingly. Will immediately misses the warmth. “What does your Mom want to do?”

Will looks down at the ratty sneakers he forgot to take off at the door. Hopefully Wayne won’t mind. “Her and Jonathan are fighting.” Eddie sways his shoulder into him, the hight difference making him knock lightly into Will’s head. “She wants to take me to the lab.”

“And Johnny Boy doesn’t?” Eddie asks.

Will shakes his head. “He’s afraid.” Will doesn’t tell Eddie that he is, too.

Eddie sighs, slumping back onto the back of the chair, sqwaucking as the weight almost sends them tumbling back. Eddie slams his heels into the ground, steadying them both with a startled laugh.

“Saved your life!” he jokes. But he really did. Him and Steve, and all they’re getting out of it is outed to the scientists no one seems to trust. Sensing the shift back to melancholy, Eddie wraps his arm around Will again.

They’re silent for a moment besides the sound of Eddie’s throat clicking with false starts. WIll snuggles in this time, tucking his head into Eddie’s chest, chin tucked into the other boy’s armpit.

“Whatever our Mom decides, we’ll face it together, okay?” Eddie says quietly, patting his back when WIll nods.

They stay silent until the phone rings. Will sits up, watching Eddie’s retreating back as he rushes to yank the phone off the hook. Will wipes his tacky eyes. His tears had long since dried out, but now his face feels puffy, sticky with saltwater.

“Hello?” Eddie asks before pausing, hunching his shoulders as he listens to the response. “Of course we’ll come, Mama Byers,” Eddie says.

WIll stiffens. He jumps up, stumbling into the kitchen to stand beside Eddie, trying to overhear what his Mom’s saying. He hears her tinny voice, but the words slur togeher unrecognizably.

“No, no, just tell me when,” Eddie says. He sounds like he’s smiling, but there are frown lines at the sides of his mouth and between his brow. They look unnatural on his sunny face.

“Okay. Uh, wait Mama Byers!” he shouts, presumably to get her to stay on the line a moment longer. He looks over at Will with a pinched mouth. Will knows what he’s going to say even before he opens his mouth. “Will’s uh, here?” It comes out like a question. Eddie winces as his Mom’s voice comes out louder and shriller from the other side. “No, he’s fine! You guys were just uh, fighting? So he came over.”

Eddie’s still grimacing as he listens to his Mom’s reply, not meeting Will’s betrayed gaze. “Of course. I’ll bring him home.”

He hangs up the phone with a click, shifting his eyes to Will and smiling awkwardly before holding up his hands and huffing at whatever look is on Will’s face. “Sorry, man!” Eddie turns, walking back to the living room, looking on the coffee table and beneath the couch before wandering into his bedroom. “She said she was going to tell you right then. Did you want her to freak out?”

Will swallows. “Tell me what?” he asks.

Will stands in the entryway, watching Eddie shuffle laundry piles in his disaster of a bedroom before picking up his keys with a triumphant sound. He shrugs on a diry t-shirt, and shoves his feet into some flip flops before pushing gently past Will and heading toward the front door. Will follows him.

“Looks like we’ve got a group appointment with the doctor,” Eddie says, griamcing as he swings the door open.

Will just hopes whoever they end up with isn’t evil.

Part 52

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[mktrashheap]

Lin Kuei brothers and a taller s/o. M! reader.

Bi-Han:

Height was the first thing he noticed, even before your fighting abilities and he'll not hide that fact.

He's not blind to beauty and strenght, but what will be the deciding factor is how he's treated.

Be kind to him. Patience and understanding is key.

Tall, strong, handsome and is kind to him? Marriage material.

He has neither the time nor the inclination to be in a relationship that will go nowhere. Wants you to be part of the Lin Kuei and marry him.

Likes to spar with you. Wants you to be the best and is also a way to spend time together.

He's a Grandmaster, he can't indulge in displays of affection, not that he has the time nor the inclination to.

However, he'll take whatever opportunity to spend quality time. It wounds him that he can't enjoy his beloved as he would like.

Hold him and kiss the top of his head. He won't say a thing, but he looks forward to it.

Likes to boast about you. A lot.

Bi-Han would never settle for someone any less than what he deems perfect and once he finds his one and only, he's full of it and is absolutely boastful.

His husband is glorious and most importantly, his. The rest can cope and seethe.

Has a preference for sleeping resting his head on your chest. Why? Because after a day of demands and stress, it's where he relax. It's the best place to get his hair played with, it's soothing to hear his beloved heartbeat, it's warm.

Kuai Liang:

Unlike Bi-Han, he doesn't care that much for height. Sure he appreciates it, but height in of itself isn't what's going to win him over.

Will find enjoyment on it though. A lot of it.

Likes to be embraced in private. Hug him from behind and leave no space between the two of you. He'll gladly welcome it like you're his own personal sweater. Makes him an itsy bitsy warmer.

Accidently rubs his butt against you. Plays dumb about it.

Will use training as an excuse to climb you like a tree.

Don't get him wrong, he'll train pretty seriously because gods forbid something takes his boyfriend from him. But he likes to have some silly fun from time to time.

He's sleeping over you. During the day he seldom has time for himself, much less to spend with his man, so at least when it's time to sleep he wants to.

Since his boyfriend is bigger than him, he can sleep upon him without worrying he's going to crush him and that's exactly what he'll do.

Sorry, this is the rule.

What can he do? To him, you're the most comfortable place to sleep. Even more so when you're so kind to pass your hands on his back. Liang will find a comfortable position and he's out.

It's like sleeping with a weighted blanket. A warm, heavy blanket that won't let you get up before it does.

Tomáš:

You won the genetic lottery and the love one, this guy is a keeper. Congratulations.

Earthrealm giant power couple.

He's glad there's someone taller than him tbh. Given his Czech origin, he's not that phased by height per say, but since moving, he's often the odd one out because of it. It serves him fine for his work line and he's proud of his physique, but it's uncomfortable to be on the spotlight wherever he goes.

He now gets to have someone to be uncomfortable with!

He's a little shit though. His boyfriend will hear EVERY tall pun and joke in existance, Tomáš is living for it.

Be patient. Life dealt shitty cards to him, he deserves the joy.

Won't mind if you get back at him in private. Will do it even more.

However, doesn't appreciate other people making puns.

Oh, you're sparring with him. Life is out to get him and he wants your skills the sharpest. Also, there's few people more qualified than him for it.

Likes to be close and in private, likes to cuddle.

Likes even more to kiss while sitting on your lap. Tomáš is a big guy himself, he doesn't get to have a chance like that easily so he'll take full advantage of it.

Will adapt to whatever are his boyfriend's preferences, but if he has his way, he'll be the little spoon. It feels comforting, loving and safe to him.

[alyshiba]

Violet second signet Theories and Facts

So, I've posted this on the Fourth Wing Reddit Sub. Then I felt like resuscitating my tumblr and posting this on here as well, just to see if any of you would like to add to this conversation.

So, ofc spoilers ahead for the entirety of Iron Flame. I also apologize for my bad spelling, vocabulary and grammar, English is not my native lenguage. So feel free to correct any errors, I greatly apreciate it if you do.

As everyone else is I'm going crazy trying to find out what Violet's second signet is, so I'm trying to sum up in one place all of the information about it I could find in the books (easter eggs, foreshadowing, odd stuff etc) and online. If you all want to participate it would abe awsome, maybe we'll crack the code.

What we know as a fact so far:

I'll be quoting the books directly, in my case it's an ebook, so please be warned that the page number might vary

1. What we know about singets and how they relate to the rider:

A rider's signet is "the result of the unique chemistry between rider and dragon and usually say more about the rider than the dragon", this is what professor Kaori tells the class in page 127 of FW (ebook, so might differ) when our beloved Jack Barlowe inquires about Tairn. This is later confirmed also by Sgaeyl in page 233: "A signet is a combination of our power with your own ability to channel. It reflects who you are at the core of your being" (Sgaeyl, FW p. 233). In general we are often reminded that a signet is influenced more by the rider, and by their needs/desires, as Violet herself confirms, again, in page 415 of FW "What had Sgaeyl said about signets? It reflects who you are at the core of your being. It makes sense. Mira is protective. Dain has to know everything. And Xaden…has secrets." So: Mira is protective and her signet is warding, Dain has to know everything so his signet is to read memories, and Xaden has secrets... and gives us shadows.

So What does Violet need in Fourth Wing ? During the entirety of the book Violet need power: the power to defend herself, to survive, to keep herself saddled and so on. She needs power so that she'll survive and won't be seen as the weakest link. Not something specific, just power, strenght, or what you want to call it. She wants to be strong, and she struggles when she's not. And that need manifest in her lightning wielding, or pure power as we later understand. This is a concept I want to focus on, since Violet uses it in this passage of IF (P. 592-594) to figure out Xaden's second signet: " “Signets have to do with who we are at our core and what we need,” I think out loud. If he won’t tell me, then I’ll figure it out my damn self. “You are a master of secrets, hence the shadows.” [...] “But what do you need?” I ponder, ignoring the tense set of his jaw. “You need to question everyone to make your own impressions. You need to be a quick judge of character in order to know who to trust and who not to in order to have run those smuggling missions at Basgiath for years. More than anything, you need control. It’s woven into every aspect of your personality.” “Stop,” he demands. [...] He has to have full control. He has to make snap character judgments. He has to intrinsically know who to trust and who not to. In order for the movement to have been as successful as it was within the walls of Basgiath, he has to know…everything. Xaden’s most pressing need is information. Tairn shifts, angling his body toward Sgaeyl instead of beside her. Oh gods. There’s only one signet riders are killed for having. Fear churns in my stomach and threatens to bring up what little I’ve had to eat today." This here is the explanation of how this process works. The basic, most pressing, need of the character creates the signet.

Fourth Wing, as we said before, is focused on Violet's problem with strenght and being the weakest link = the most powerfull signet maybe ever. Iron Flame is focused on Violet's trust problems, her problem adapting in the entire new situation, her problem with the fear of being caught by the venin, her problem wanting to protect everyone, defeat the bad guys. This is what we are working with in order to pinpoint which second signet she has manifested.

2. Time stopping, or slowing, is NOT a signet.

In the same page of the Sgaeyl quote I mentioned above, Andarna tells us: "Feathertails shouldn't bond because they can accidentaly gift their power to humans. Dragon's can't channel - not really - until we're big, but we're still born with something special." and again, few lines later "I gave my gift to you. Because I'm still a feathertail". So this passage is confirmation enough that Andarna gave Violet the gift of slowing time. We don't know if this gift can be trained.. it's never mentioned in the books, yet. But from IF we know that since Andarna is not a feathertail anymore she no longer has her gift, and therefore we all assumed that Violet could no longer stop time entirely. But is it truly the case? Remember that we know nearly nothing about feathertails, the info we're given through the books are not actually that many. Anyhow, the conversation in that page moves on and keeps confirming that stopping time, is in fact not a signet: - Here Sgaeyl answers the question directly: " “Like a signet?” I ask out loud so Xaden can hear. “No,” Sgaeyl answers. “ " - Here Tairn elaborates: "Bonding too young allows them to give their gift directly, and a rider could easily drain them and burn out. " - And here we have confirmation from Xaden "If leadership knew riders could take her gifts for themselves, rather than depending on their own signets…"

Then they move on and Tairn tells Violet this "there’s no saying how long you’ll have the ability. Most feathertail gifts disappear with maturity when they begin to channel." So basically we don't know how much time will this gift stuck to Violet. Tairn doesn't know, and as readers we are not meant to either. BUT that's why in Iron Flame we have passages in which Violet counts second, heartbeats or in which generally time seems to slow. It's becouse it likely does thanks to Andarna's gift. Not to a second signet.

3. No signet can be used while riders drink the serum, therefore, the visions of Liam are NOT part of a signet

When Violet saw Liam she had been drinking the signet-blocking serum for a while, she was cut off from both the mental bond with her dragons, Xaden, and from her/their power. IF talking to Liam was a consequence of her 2nd signet.. then she would've been able to wield lightning too as well, don't you think?

Page 167 of IF is the first time we're introduced to the serum by Professor Grady, and this is what he has to say about it: "You’ve all been dosed with a particular mixture of herbs that dulls not only your connections but your signet as well As frustrating as it is, we’re actually pretty proud of the concoction, so let us know if you feel any side effects". Then a few pages laters Sawyer points out that they were cut off from bond and signet until they were given the antidote: "Does it bother anyone else that they just took away our bonds? Our signets? And then handed them back like it wasn’t…”". So we know that they cannot wield when the serum, or elixir as they call it, is in their sistem.

The inability to wield and communicate with Tairn is what made Violet realized she's been dosed in the aftermath of being caught, as written in page 359: "Terror expands the pressure in my throat. I can’t reach Tairn or Xaden. Can’t call on my signet or even my knife skills, since my hands are bound. I’m alone and fucking defenseless. Nolon walks in, his steps sluggish, his eyes heavy with sadness. “We just need you to answer a few questions, Violet.” “You drugged me.” My voice cracks. “I trusted you. I’ve always trusted you.”" And we now from Violet's POV that she got contstantly dosed while prisoner of Varrish. This is why the visions of Liam in those passages are just that, hallucinations, and not a signet.

Not to mention that we have this interview in which Rebecca herself sais that it was just an allucination. I'll quote the part here so that you don't have to scroll and search, since it's quite a lenghty interview: "Why did you choose Liam as the one that Violet would hallucinate during her long interrogation by Varrish, when she could have also imagined Mira or Xaden or anyone else she loved was there? Because Liam is the one who protected her. He spent the entire end of his life, from the time he’s placed in another squad, protecting her and being her bodyguard. And naturally, she has this immense guilt. Part of her just floundering in this book and not thinking things through and not being as logical as she is is because she’s gotten someone killed, someone that she deeply cares about. At least she feels like she got him killed. It was Liam’s choice to go into that battle. But in her mind, especially after Sloane accuses her and things like that, she thinks that it’s her fault. So in that moment, you would draw from the person that had kept you safe. And logically, if Xaden had been there, it would have confused readers — is he there, is he not, what’s going on? But you put Liam and the readers know that, OK, she’s hallucinating. Plus, I wanted to see him again, selfishly."

These are the informations we know for certain. As well as, from the same interview, confirmation from Rebecca that Violet's second signet actually manifested sometime during Iron Flame.

And those are also the reason why I think two of the most popular theories I've seen around are in fact wrong.

So, after all of this facts, what we are left with ?

A pretty bullet point. Violet's second signet:

Reflects who she is at the core of her being;

Answers her most pressing need;

It isn't neither time bending or speaking / visualizing the dead;

So, let's analyze the first two points:

Who is Violet at her core? We have the simple answer at page 352 of FW: "the Riders Quadrant stripped away the fear and even the anger about being thrown into this quadrant, and it revealed who I really am. At my core, Dain, I’m a rider. Tairn knew it. Andarna knew it. It’s why they chose me." That doesn't give us many information, doesn't it ? Andarna kinds of does at the of IF in page 688: "I waited six hundred and fifty years to hatch. Waited until your eighteenth summer, when I heard our elders talk of the weakling daughter of their general, the girl forecasted to become the head of the scribes, and I knew. You would have the mind of a scribe and the heart of a rider. You would be mine." Violet is supposed to be the best of both worlds, a fierce warrior and the most intelligent scholar. In Fourth Wing we see her struggle to become the first, while in Iron Flame we see her fight for lost knowledge (Amogst other things). She is someone who values honesty, and for the best part of the second book she is either miserable becouse she's keeping secrets from her friends, or enraged becouse secrets are kept from her. She wants to protect everyone, including those who had beed her enemies literally since the day before, or innocent strangers. And doesn't esitate to put herself at risk to archieve that. Therefore as many before suggested there's a duality in her that has a lot to do with her signets: there's the warrior, the part that bonded with Tairn, that needs power, strenght. And wields lighning. And then there's the scholar. The one that needs to see the bigger picture, to have all of the informations. These parts are then unified by Violet's need to use both to protect and fix (people and, more generically, the world).

What is Violet's, unanswered, most pressing need? We already dealt with her struggle for strenght in Fourth Wing which resoulted in her lightning signet. In the second book we're met with more pressing needs: Violet needs informations (in general, about everything, I mean, she just found out that everything she knew was false), but she also needs for everyone to stop lying to her, she needs to build back her trust towards a lot of people (Dain, Xaden, her mother.. these are just the first that come to mind), to know the extent of Xaden's smugglery, how to power the wards, to protect, how to defeat the Venin.. and so on. Are you already seeing the pattern ? She needs to understand, and to do it quickly becouse there's no time.

There's another point I'd like to analyze, and this has to do with the writing of the books. I noticed how Rebecca likes to make Violet struggle by exagerating her wants or her needs: as I said about a thousand times, in Fourth Wing, Violet needs to be strong, to survive. So Rebecca gives her a signet that is a plain weapon. And the strongest of her generation at that (if not ever). And right after the signet manifested, Violet immediately strarts to struggle because she knows that from that moment on she's a weapon, her signet kills on strike. In Iron Flame her needs shifts, so I can totally see how, by the same logic, she will make Violet struggle with a signet that exagerates the needs that we pinpointed above.

So ? After all of this jibber jabber, what the hell is her signet ?

Distance Wielding: It does not answer to any of her needs, and that is a point that also Xaden makes, when his second signet is revealed: " “Are you a distance wielder?” I’ve only read about two riders in all of history who could cross hundreds of miles in a single step. “There hasn’t been a distance wielder in centuries, and don’t you think if I was one, I would have spent every night in your bed?” " that's about all of the confirmation we need. Aside from the fact that Tairn and Sgaeyl wouldn't be affected by this signet, and would in fact have to fly anyways, we would have had instances where Violet would just be in one place, and immeadiately after another, very far away. She would've use it during the heist, for example, or when she faced the Venin when they were at Tecarus's or, since signet manifest (or strenghten) in moments of high emotions, when her mother was dieing and she was held back. It makes more sense with Aaric's character. Even though, I have a feeling we already have a kind of distance wielder: " “I’m fine. I promise. You guys have a great time.” I force a smile. “I’ll let you know if I need your help burying a body later.” Ridoc sputters into a cough, and Sawyer pounds him on the back. “I think she might mean you,” Rhiannon says as she gives Xaden an arch look. “I’m certain she does.” “Let’s go,” Sawyer says, leading the three of them out of the doorway. “I’ll do it, too,” Rhiannon says over her shoulder. “I’ve never moved anything as big as you, but I bet my signet could put you in the ground without even disturbing the dirt if I’m pissed enough.” She shoots a look at him before walking down the hallway" Doesn't that sound a little to much like distance wielding ? I know that Rhiannon moves things (or people, just saying) and not herself but... that's an odd thing to throw there Rebecca.

Siphon: The main argument that people make to back up this theory is that some secondary character's signets seems to get more powerfull in passages of the book when Violet is nearby. The moments that immediately comes to mind are: Mira shielding at Tecaru's palace and Rhiannon pulling a dagger through a wall when Violet is first interrogated in her room. I personally don't buy into this theory, because one it also doesn't answer any of the pressing need Violet has, and second we have some evidence (at least I interpret it that way) against this theory. First we have the opening quote of chapter 53 of IF "The art of imbuing comes naturally to only a handful of signets" in which we're met with the only second confirmed siphon so far: Sloane. This sentence I believe serves to justify the fact that Violet can Imbue the alloy orbs she's given without being a siphon, then we have the first description of Sloane siphoning: "I claw at Sloane’s grip, but the harder I fight, the weaker I feel, and the insufferable heat of my power lessens as Sloane starts to scream, letting me fall to the ground" here we see that Sloane is touching Violet while siphoning. And the second time she did, at the end of the battle: " “You can’t imbue something this big in an instant. Not without hundreds of riders, which we don’t have. If you want to save your friends, you’ll do this!” she shouts at Sloane, her fingers wrapped around the firstyear’s wrist as she drags her to the wardstone. [...] Mom nods, picking up Sloane’s left hand and putting it on the lowest circle of the massive rune carved into the stone [...] “Mom!” My voice cracks as she laces her fingers with Sloane’s. [...] She falls to her knees but doesn’t let go of Sloane." still the siphon is touching both Lillith AND the wardstone in order to make her power work. We can safely say that in order to siphon the rider needs to touch the object, or person, that they need to siphon power to or from. There is only one case in which Violet is touching someone who is experiencing an heightening singet, and that's Mira. But Brennan was too, AND they were in a certain-death situation so we can attribute this event to Mira developing her signet on her own. So we can safely say that the odds are not in favor of this signet (Rihannon wasn't being touched, she was in another room). But most importantly every time we've been talked about siphons it was always in a matter or transfering some power or draining it (Sloane, Naolin...), we've never shown someone "charging" (for lack of a better word) another signet.

Mending: I've also read theories that say that Violet is some sort of mender, like magic mender or something, where basically she will mend Venin, or the magic of world she lives in. This simply has nothing to back the theory up.

At last there's the one I think that's it. I'll start with some quotes directly from IF:

P. 692 (when Lillith's vital force is being siphoned in the wardstone): "I drag my gaze to hers, but I’m not here. Not really. I’m dying on the battlefield, the last of my strength fading, burning, consuming my body. But it will be worth it to save the one I love. Violet." This is most definetly NOT Violet's POV, don't you think ?

" “And you won’t do it for something as trite as power or as easily satiable as greed,” he promises in a whisper, “but for the most illogical of mortal emotions— love. Or you’ll die.” He shrugs. “You both will.” " This sounds a lot like Xaden's own fears to me, and what ended up happening.

The first one is the most direct: why would we get a random POV shift in the middle of a very dramatic and important scene? It never happened in the series before, it's not an ability riders have. This is such a random, violent (lol) change of POV that there's no way it has nothing to do with signets.

Then there's the dreams, we know Violet thinks she's the protagonist, becouse it's her POV, but the Sage never adresses her with a name (but he doesn't know it, fine, i'll give you that) but neither with she/her pronouns. He calls her rider, or avoids calling her at all. So what if they are not Violet's nightmares, and what if the Sage realized that too?

That would require Violet being inside someone's head, and that is what I think her signet is. She's some sort of inntinnsic.

I think her journey in Iron Flame ends up giving her the power to momentarily see into someone's conciousness (not just see with another person's eyes). Not read their mind (like the inntinnsic we see in FW), or intentions (like Xaden), more like Dain but live, not recorded. That would also explain why her nightmares ends up becoming not hers, but Xaden's reality. There's no way that POV shift means nothing.

[yonaioana]

The Harbingers with a Gn!reader teapot god

Childe

Childe .. *cough* cough* .. Ajax would toss his entire family in the tea pot to keep them safe and close to him at all times. He will also use it as a hiding spot when Pantalone confronts him about the money he spends on Zhongli. Other than that he started flirtin with you the moment he first entered the tea pot. This cocky bastard chose the realm to be the beach so he can just float and see the panic in you when you realise how far away from land he got, giving you a cheeky coment after you bring him back to shore. "Missed me that much?". No matter how much of an ass Chile can be his family is a delight, his mom often inviting you to drink some hot chocolate with them. Similar to the healing abilities of the statues of the seven Chile will have a pool of water made by you for him to heal from his battles before going back to his family. While his family lives in the main house the two of uou also have a house of your own, where you and him have your private time.

Il Dottore

While Childe will treat you mostly as what you are, a god, Dottore will mostly treat you like a pet. Asking you to show him the most impresive strenghts and powers, testing your limits only for a kiss or a few headpats in return.His main house basically turns into a bunch of different laboratories, hes like" a surgery room here, my chemical cabinets there, the equipment for my next project will be upstairs ok darling, thank you". He will inform you where every piece of equipment is . . . and you have to remember it, cause he will ask you for it during procedures, and he needs it fast. He may seem cold but the moment he sees one of his assistants talking to you or trying to take notes on you or your abilities that poor soul is going of the edge, that is when you realise why he chose to keep the floating islands realm. He usually eats outside so he can see you while doing so, its kinda like a break for him, also he doesnt want to get his lab dirty, so when you dont see him outside for a while that means he didnt get his break so you will have to drag him out from time to time while he rants about his scientifical process being intrerupted.

Pantalone

I already know one of them rooms is top to bottom filled with all the paperwork and contract that he has, the rest being filled with the most luxurious and expensive items in Teyvat, like one room can cover the costs for one or two jade chambers. He also gets himself an outdoor library up on a small floating island surounded by those gigant sakura trees and the elevator that gets him up there, cause of course he's not gonna climb, after all he is no peasant. If he craves your affection he will demand to sit either on your chest or on the shoulder with your hand covering his lower half like a blanket while he reads his books or paperwork. Unlike Dottore, Pantalone does often take breaks from his work and regular self-care routines. His realm is the inazuma style one simply because it is harder to obtain than the others.

Il Capitano

Behaviour wise Capitano is similar to Childe acknowledging you as a god but still not treating you as a superior, more like an equal. He will try to court you by showing you the benefits both for you and him. Benifits for you will include a loyal loving partner who will always be honest and fair to you. Benifits for him include an imortal lover who cannot be killed by enemies or taken away by another due to you not being able to leave the tea pot. The only people allowed to enter it are the other harbingers except for Childe. While Pantalone or Piero might throw you a compliment or two out of politeness Childe went all out trying to woo you just to get on his superior's nerves. Childe got the fight that he wanted, less of a fight more like a beating, yes Childe got the beating of a lifetime. While Capitano respects most of the harbingers he cannot stand Childe his loud mouth and flirty atitude especially around his lover.

Arlechino

She would 100% try to somehow connect you to her machinery so she would have control over you. She feels that since it's her tea pot everything in it also belongs to her and it should bend at her will, you included. She will bring the unfinished peojects in, mountains upon mountains of scraps. She doesnt even bother to decorate or change the realm, one island that looks relatively clean but every other island is covered in matal. Your relationship wouldnt be very lovey dovey since she rarely shows affection to anything other than her creations. A kiss here and there but only when you do something for her like if you give her food or clean the house but her lab since she forbid everyone to enter it. You get a lot more kisses if you stop other harbingers from entering, lets say one of them got very curious about he project she spoke of so eagerly and sneaked to the door trying to enter only to be picked up by a giant hand and dragged out through a window to face a very displeased Arlechino. She motioned you to lean down so she can give you lots of kisses for protecting her belongings.

Pierro

Lets be honest Pierro loves the fact that you are so much bigger than him. Not because he feels soft but because he gets so excited at the ideea that he is so powerful that he can make gods submit to him. He is another harbinger that spoils you, mostly by making his realm fit you, like the beach realm, where you can lay down your top on the island and you bottom submerged in water. He belives its a much better alternative than the mountains that would poke you if you would ever try to sit or lay down or continuously float in the sumeru or floating island realms. He also makes Pantalone buy a lot of different materials to craft you a giant pillow. I belive he will be the one to care the most about you comfort, Capitano following close on the ideea of making you happy no matter what. He will force all of the fatui under his command to bring him every blueprint from every remarkable chest that they find. His serenita teapot would look extremily clean and spotless: he builds bridges in between the islands and surrounding the main house with tall beautiful flowers from Sumeru, since it never rains or snows in his tea pot he will make so that the rooftop can be opened up for you to look inside and spend time with him even when he's working.

[weakestwarrior]

because I always have been and always will be a squirrelcrow truther. (explanation under the cut. warning, it’s kinda long).

first of all, a lot of this is inspired by bonefall’s better bones au. please go check that out first. it contains things I’ll talking about like honor-siring and Queen’s Rights that you may not understand if you don’t.

so. this is a lot, but I’ll generation by generation to explain what’s going on, changes, and things that are the same.

Firestar: Dies at an undecided time. I like pre-Omen of the Stars/The Last Hope but I’m not fully sure WHEN I should kill him off. There’s also the choice of keeping his dead in The Last Hope but that’s boring. He’s mostly the same as canon. He’s also one of Squilf’s biggest supporters (along with Sandstorm and Leafpool),

Sandstar: Firestar’s deputy after Graystripe’s kitty kidnapping. She received Tawnypaw way back when, making her eligible for deputy. As a leader I imagine her similar to Bluestar; always involved in Clan life, going on patrol, watching kittens for queens, and generally not sitting on her ass all day like the Erins love to make leaders do. She’s not shy about speaking her mind, either, but know there’s times it’s best to stay quiet. (Also, Brambleclaw does not get Berrypaw in Po3, he goes to Sandstorm instead. Honeypaw goes to Whitewing.).

Leafpool: No long the mother of the three, she’s still important in supporting her sister when she comes back pregnant from her romp in the beyond. She stand by her sister’s choice to claim Queen’s Rights and not tell anyone the father of her kittens. Squilf does tell her once the three are born, but she’s just as clueless as the rest of the Clan until then.

Squirrelflight: My favorite girl, mother of giants, squilf. She and Crowpaw build a strong bond on the sun-down-place journey, and the two of them remain friends long after it’s over. Brambleclaw abhors their friendship, saying it’s dangerous, and why a stinky WindClan cat, but she’s not listening.

Quick rundown:

Squilf is not interested in either Ashfur or Brambleclaw.

She was close with Ashfur, but only as friends. He refused to see it that way, and was very in love with her. His possessive, controlling nature made her run.

Squilf leaves for her romp with Crowfeather around the same time Leafpool did in-canon.

She tells Crowfeather she thinks she’s pregnant at a Gathering shortly before she finds out for real. After she’s absent from them for moons he guesses (correctly) she’s nursing his kittens.

Squilf clams Queen Right’s, preventing her from having to reveal the Three’s father

Crowfeather: Fell first and extremely hard. Local man was in LOVE. He’s the one who came up with the idea to leave, seeing as they’d never be truly accepted by their Clans. He was terrified of returning home, but WindClan was just happy to have him back. He really wishes he went to ThunderClan to raise his kits, and feel like there’s so much lost time he can never possibly make up. Breezepelt was an honor-sire with Nightcloud.

Before we get into the Three: They all do have powers. Lion has his strenght, Jay has his dreamwalking, and Holly can make cats tell the truth. They all “unlock” these powers at different times. Jay dreamwalked into Firestar’s dream to hear the “kin of your kin”, unlocking his power first. Lionblaze unlocked his power after being made a warrior because of Brightheart’s teaching and guidance. Hollyleaf’s power manafested after Ashfur spilled Squilf’s secret at the Gathering. She demanded, “Why did you do it?” and out came the truth.

The Fire Scene: Doesn’t happen the way it does in canon. Ashfur is between Squilf and her kits, his claws to Jaywing’s throat, saying that if anyone moves he’ll kill him. Ashfur was always of the belief that the kits were Brambleclaw’s, and says he’s clearing the forest of traitorous Tigerkin. Squilf, in a last-ditch effort to save her children, screams out that they are Crowfeather’s. They ran away together, but she knew it was wrong and returned, only to find herself pregnant (which is partly a lie!). This sates Ashfur, and he lets everyone go with the promise that all the Clans will know. The Three are mostly unaffected by the news of their father—Lionblaze always said they were likely to be half-Clan anyways because of Holly and Jay’s wiry builds. They’re more affected by the attempt on Jaywing’s life.

Lionblaze: His mentor is NOT Ashfur, it’s Brightheart. After Ashfur’s horrible treatment of Squilf while she was pregnant, Firestar wasn’t keen on giving his grandson to him. Brightheart tempers him, bring out the courage and strength within while keeping him humble, allowing him to unlock his powers.

Hollyleaf: Her mentor remains Brackenfur, and she never trained as a healer. He instills the ways of the Code in her, even the parts she doesn’t always understand. She unlocks her powers last. She cornered Ashfur on the Gathering island after everyone has left and demanded he tell her why, and he does, the words tumbling out of his mouth like water down a fall. She lives with this for a few days, but cannot shake the rage she feels every time she sees him. He’s found dead on the Thunderpath, but it was clearly not a monster that killed him. After Ashfur’s death and vigil, Holly flees to the tunnels, unable to live in ThunderClan any longer.

Jaywing: Still blind, and never trained as warrior. He was not forced into the Healers’ den, but chose it on his own after talking with Leafpool about the starry cats he often saw in his dreams. Leanded a little too hard on Poppyfrost after Holly ran to the tunnels post-breakdown and got her pregnant.

Alderheart & Sparkpelt: The second squirrelcrow litter! These guys are born at the same time they are in-canon. How did they come about, you ask? Well, before the Great Storm, Crowfeather was actually relaying news to Sandstar about some Twolegs’ dogs that were wondering along the Wind-Thunder border. It was only a light rain when Crowfeather left camp, but was pouring when he made it to ThunderClan. Sandstar offered him to stay, and the rest of Bramblestar’s Storm (now Squirrelflight’s Storm) plays out as normal (not the same due this being an au, but you get the jist).

Poppyfrost: She and Jay had been close since he brought her back from the edge when they were apprentices. Although they remained close their whole lives, Hollyleaf’s fleeing caused them to grow even closer. Poppyfrost was delighted to find out she was pregnant, but terrified considering the situation. Due to the circumstances, she temporarily claims Queen’s Rights...and then never un-claims it.

Dovewing & Ivypool: The poppy/jay kits! Taken in by Lion and Cinder, but “nursed” by Poppyfrost. Poppy's litter “died” right before Lion and Cinder “had” Dove and Ivy. They are completely unaware of their heritage until much later. (I should note that this is bonefall’s idea, and I’m in love with it)

[gladesglo]

@rayheroism wished: Hide it, hide it, hide it!, He has to side it, he worried all of them too much by now, he didn't want to worry them more, sometimes when the kids hugged him, his face changed from one of happiness and love to one of pain, a light hiss leaving his lips, as he does his best to hide the open wound on his side, his clothes getting stained with red, as he places his hand over it, smiling at Globox as if nothing was wrong but truly was... he was bleeding... he truly got hurt... nis foot didn't matter but....

He was now starting to see double as his strenghts start to fail. his feet couldn't hold his weight anymore as the limbless hero started to go more pale by the second, until his strenght fully left his body, body parts flling one by one as his side got exposed, blood... almost looked like a stab wound, but not made by a knife, but a metal that perfored his side with the explosion. Body unresponsive, if it wasn't for hos his mouth opened to get air and his chest went up and down in a agitated way... He needed help or he would die right there and now...

HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW HE DIDN'T SEE IT BEFORE. Rayman's side is seeping with blood, it's evident through his clothes and all this time his children had been smothering his best friend. As soon as he sees it, blinking away tears of relief, relief now turned back into shear panic he demands a little callous than usual. ❝  KIDS, GET AWAY FROM HIM! ❞ He wasn't angry with them, just concerned. ❝  G-Go to Mommy!- Uglette, darling,...keep the kids back.❞

THEIR FRIENDS GATHERED HERE FOR WHAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HIS BEST FRIENDS FUNERAL STAND BACK TOO, WORRIED, THOUGH LETTING RAYMAN AND HIS BEST FRIEND HAVE SOME SPACE. ❝ Y-Y-Y-You're hurt, Rayman, why,...why didn't you say this before, you -❞ His momentary courage dissipates with the usual nervousness, he's trying hard not to just faint from the sight of blood alone.

THERE WAS NO TIME TO THINK, HE IS CAREFUL AND QUICK TO SCOOP HIS FRIEND INTO HIS ARMS. ❝ HELP! WE NEED HELP OVER HERE! He-he's bleeding, bleeding a--lot. ❞

Ly at least seemed to know what to do and in no time a tourniquet was applied to Rayman's side, she said the wound was too deep to heal with magic and needed time instead.

THAT'S WHEN GLOBOX DECIDED HIS FRIEND WAS COMING HIM WITH HIM. ❝ Now, Rayman, don't you move a single,...uh.❞  Right his friend didn't have limbs. ❝ Don't-Don't move you're hurt, you need to heal. I'm taking you back home with us.❞ And there would be no negotiation even as Globox bumbles with his words like an idiot.

[leffee]

What are your thoughts on if Vinnie was a vampire?

Oh man, oh man, I'm like a kid in a candy store right now, I wanna talk about him :)). First of all I'll just say that the rules for vampires I will present here are just scraps from different sources, but a lot of it is kinda taken from Monster High. Still, if I were you I would just see it as my own rules, not refernecing anything. So yeah, while I will be talking about Vinnie specifically those rules apply to just vampires in general in this au.

I always imagined he's like 2600 years old. He's immortal when it comes to age, as in he ages but can't die of old age alone. Really, only way to kill him is if he doesn't drink enough blood or he's in the sunlight for too long. If that would happen he would simply turn into dust and be essentially dead

yeah, he needs to drink blood on a daily basis to be good, healthy and of course alive. Because the way I imagine this world stuff like that are taken care of in a way because of the population's demands. Blood is essentialy harvested in a controlled manner from often animals or other monsters - it kinda works in the same way as donating blood in our world, though in this case it is of course for drinking. Then this blood is just sold in packs - Capri-sun style

however while they can eat basically anything else too the lust for blood is strong for all vampires, so Vinnie often wants to drink it from others (those who do have blood that is) or sometimes even animals. It's considered a rather normal behaviour but at the same time not many are willing to let him drink from them because by doing this he can 1) drink too much even by accident and make them weaker or in extreme cases die 2) turning others into vampires is not an automatic thing in this world, it's a conscious and controlled one, another condition is that he'd have to drink quite a lot of that person's blood. Still, he technically could turn them into a vampire without their consent

as I mentioned, the sun is very much deadly to him. He carries an umbrella with him everywhere just in case. If it's a short exposure it just causes burns but those still very much hurt. That's also the reason why he's so incredibly pale in this world (I know, I know, my design for human Vinnie is already really pale plus he has those really sharp canines. So when it comes to looks alone there's honestly no difference between the two oop-.)

he can turn into a bat, it's half an age thing, half learning. Anyway, at this point he's really good at it and he essentialy has to put no effort into transforming and so he does it often. Why wouldn't he? He doesn't want to deal with somebody? Turns into a bat and pretends that it's all that is - a bat, not a vampire transformed into a bat. Wants to get somewhere faster since flying is faster than running? Just wants to enjoying being able to fly? Wants to sit on Sunil's shoulder while weighting basically nothing? Turn into a bat!

In this world vampires don't have super strenght and they aren't visible in any sort of reflections - mirrors, windows, any other reflective material; that also extends to photos, videos etc. Their clothes are visible, but when it comes to vampire's body alone nothing can be seen - hair, limbs, face, even small stuff like tongue, eyelashes, nails, nothing. Because of that, Vinnie essentialy doesn't really know what he looks like at any given time. Well, he does have that one sketch from Minka she drew as realistically of him as possible, so he has an idea of what he looks like in general like the color of his eyes or the shape of his face, but since it's not something he can just see for himself, it can only be drawn or described by others, he often forgets those details. On the other hand, him as a bat can be seen in the mirror, so at least there's that

oh, and no, he has not killed anyone by drinking their blood or transformed them into a vampire. Yet. This is just a possibility that is there and can happen. I did have this thought that one time Zoe (who is a werewolf btw) fell in love with some other vampire and her being her Zoe wanted to be a vampire too to you know, be more like her love, so of course she asked Vinnie to turn her. It can go both ways here, he could do it or not, all I know is that he'd be unsure because 1) it's necessary to drink a lot of blood to turn someone into a vampire so what if he drinks too much by an accident and kills her which also stems from 2) he has never turned anyone so he has no experience 3) it's irreversible and it's clear Zoe's doing it very impulsively so what if she changes her mind/falls out of love with that vampire later 4) turning into a vampire is really long and painful and Vinnie doesn't want that for Zoe. Again, this is just a story idea that I never resolved in any way, all I know is that I'd rather have her as a werewolf, not a werewolf who turns into a vampire

Eepy! Just a little, blood-drinking guy.

[merry-go-roundo]

Why can Kid'z beat the shit out of Teru?

Just like you read it. I strongly believe that Kid'z can beat the shit out of Teru and I'll list the reasons below.

Kid'z and Teru are roughly around 1.70-1.75 m, Teru might be taller than Kid'z, he might be shorter than him. It is tough to estimate their weight, but they look the same size, so I'll just throw a random number: 70 kg. It might be more, it might be less. This is just a supposition, but they look like they are in the same conditions between height and weight so none has the upper hand yet.

Althoug seeing them back to back, Teru's arms look smaller than Kid'z.

It is not a mystery that Kid'z exercises, more accurately he lifts. I'll be honest, I don't know how much he can lift and I've never been inside a gym before, but (from what I've read while doing my research) the bar alone is 20 kg approximately (and 20 kg is almost nothing since I can lift that and walking from my room to the fridge is the only exercise I do). In an Instagram story published by Sho (if I'm not wrong) he was lifting two weights of 10 kg and two small ones of 2.5 kg (I think):

10+10 is 20, +5 is 25, and another 20, 45 kg.

45 kg doesn't seem like a lot, but remember this is something said by a lazy person.

Teru doesn't have photos/videos lifting like Kid'z, but I've seen a pair of photos of him carrying Hiro: Sho is helping him in one, and he seems like he is struggling, and in the second one he is lifting him without help (and he looks like nothing). From what I've read, Hiro is around 1.58-1.65 m and I would say he weights no more than 65 kg (he looks thin, ok? he might weigh more).

Teru was lifting more weigh than Kid'z, but here's the thing: Kid'z was lifting almost 50 kg using only the strenght of his arms and against gravity (does that make sense?). Teru was carrying Hiro with the strength of his arms, legs, back and more (and with Sho's help in one picture). So, I would drop th bomb and say that Kid'z is stronger than Teru.

I'm not sure if this is accurate, but Kid'z seems like someone who exercises regularly (I mean, he plays the drums, that alone involves a lot of exercise and movement right?). Kid'z also plays golf even though it doesn't seem to be a demanding activity like running or playing basketball, Teru was almost death when the game ended, so his stamina might not be as high as Shohei's (I didn't know how to use the possessive thing with his nickname lol)

With that said, I dare to say that Kid'z is stronger than Teru. He can dominate Teru in arm wrestling, it doesn't matter if Teru uses his right hand, left one, or both if we are getting greedy.

"But... in this live, we saw how Teru and Kid'z had a small fight and Teru won." Yes, that happened, BUT there's I am 98% sure that Kid'z let him do it, the other 2% is with the "surprise attack" idea. In that live, we saw that Teru easily got rid of Kid'z, but I never saw Kid'z fighting back. The only instance where Kid'z was applying force was when he grabbed Teru's arms.

So, yeah. Kid'z can beat the shit out of Teru 24/7 without doubt.

[chloristoflora]

"What place is this?"

"Nowhere, in the heart of nowhere. A fragment, prone to wander. I give it what life I can imagine, conjured from memories of my home. My strenght returns, although the agony of my broken body does not abate. Yet listen, I have talked and not coughed. That is something." A mangled hand appeared from a ragged sleeve and scattered seeds onto the brazier's coals. They spat and popped and the smoke thickened.

"Who are you?" Withal demanded.

"A fallen god. . . who has need of your skills. I have prepared for your coming, Withal. A place of dwelling, a forge, all the raw materials you will need. Clothes, food, water. And three devoted servants, whom you have already met-"

"The bhok'aral?" Withal snorted. "What can-"

"Not bhok'aral, mortal. Although perhaps they once were. These are Nachts. I have named them Rind, Mape and Pule. They are of Jaghut fashioning, capable of learning all that you require of them."

Withal made to rise. "I thank you for the salvation, Fallen One, but I shall take my leave of you. I would return to my own world-"

"You do not understand, Withal," the figure hissed. "You will do as I say here, or you will find yourself begging for death. I now own you, Swordmaker. You are my slave and I am your master. The Meckros own slaves, yes? Hapless souls stolen from island villages and such on your raids. The notion is therefore familiar to you. Do not despair, however, for once you have completed what I ask of you, you shall be free to leave."

Withal still held the club, the heavy wood cradled on his lap. He considered.

A cough, then laughter, then more coughing, during which the god raised a staying hand. When the hacking was done, he said, "I advise you to attempt nothing untoward, Withal. I have plucked you from the seas for this purpose. Have you lost all honour? Oblige me in this, for you would deeply regret my wrath."

Midnight Tides, by Steven Erikson (Malazan Book of the Fallen #5)

[ghostinthetumbchine]

its not a joke to me tbh. his main problem, post Morgoth at least, is two fold:

Lack of ability to accept imperfect result

As consequence of above: lack of ability to relinquish control over the outcome

i speak from experience -nothing humbles a pathological perfectionist like gardening. nothing forces you to face failure after failure, until you finally get an imperfect success. nothing makes you realise there is no such thing as perfection in fact - every result will be different, with varied "wins" and "losses" until you finally realise that the problem is in seeing it as a fight, a game, where you even can win or lose

its the best exposure therapy. it would force him to breathe with the flow of living things and tend to them with what they need to direct them instead of forming them into his idea like he does with fire and steel, with strenght and temperature and molds

but theres more! this relinquishment of control that comes with killing your own expectations and instead letting things, beings, yourself just become. it also comes with a kind of calm focus that quiets an overthinking mind, forces you to slow down, to process, to stop running

theres a reason it is used as therapy even in penitentiaries and closed high security psychiatric wards - the patience and mental relaxation it demands, the observation of how a living thing grows, all of it has meditation like effect on the brain.

working with plants strips the necessity of interaction with other people. plants dont judge. plants also dont conform to you when you rage and scream. plants cannot be forced into anything with fire. it will just burn them.

what you need for success is the ability to watch, to react, to tend - abilities he has but misuses, in his interactions with people. you cant manipulate a plant tho!

forget the void, seriously, all this loser really needs is to get shut down with nienna, yavanna and tulkas to throw hands with whenever he overheats (and maybe este as support) and cook on low pressure for the next several millennias.

also this by @ncfan-1:

yes yes yes

society if yavanna had just put mairon in gardening classes bc actually the meticulous attention to detail would have slapped

[maplleaf]

《"Bridal style? but I'm not a bride!》

Sumeru boys reacting to you carrying them bridal style.

Characters: Alhaitham, The Wanderer (Scaramouche), Kaveh, Cyno, Tighnari

》 Akademiya's Scribe : Al Haitham

Those arms are no joke, Alhaitham is a beefy man.

And you. His precious partner; someone who can somehow defy his 'always rational' mindset. He knows you're capable of handling yourself but the scribe has always liked the idea of protecting you.

Which is why when you picked him up and held him nonchalantly, he's quite ??? at first.

He's never been into heavy PDA and the endless teasing that might come from his roommate if Kaveh sees this makes him dread the idea.

He'll ask you to place him down, but if no one's around and he has a perfectly good book in his hands; Alhaitham would sigh and continue on reading.

The feeling of you holding him so gently whilst having the strenght to carry him made Alhaitham slightly flustered, but you didn't hear it from me.

8/10 very heavy, but now you have a pretty bookworm nerd prince in your arms.

》 The Wanderer : Scaramouche

(I know he's from Inazuma but his vision frame is Sumeru's soooo)

Touch starved boy

Despite his rather unpleasant temper, Scaramouche has a soft spot for you. That doesn't mean he won't be cranky tho.

Honestly, if you're in a public place Scaramouche would be uncomfortable and angry; he wants these types of moments where he could be vulnerable only for you and him. He'll be fine with it when you're both alone.

When you picked him up and held him so closely, he went tsundere mode and demanded you to place him down, but the way he stuttered those words may mean he doesn't fully want you to.

If you do as you're told, Scaramouche would act pissed off, but he can't stop thinking about how you picked him up and held him gently for the rest of the day.

But if you don't listen to his demands and complaints, Scaramouche would still be angry at first then the complaints slowly turned into a "fine, whatever" as you held him close to you

9/10 tsundere boi, he's light as hell so it's easy to sweep him off his feet. The whining gets annoying tho.

》 The Palace of Alcazarzaray's Architect : Kaveh

Smirks at you, goes confident mode

Kaveh has always been the type to tease you. So when your strong arms swept him off his feet, he sees a golden opportunity.

"Oh? Did someone missed me?"

A part of you is tempted to drop him on the floor for all the teasing but didn't have the heart to.

It slowly morphs into the two of you flirting/bickering with eachother. If Alhaitham walks in on this, it's best he pretends to not see it.

Kaveh actually likes you picking him up like that. Whilst he does take the more affectionate role in the relationship most of the time, Kaveh likes the feeling of you holding him gently after he finished the sketches for his next project.

10/10 he's light to be picked up + bonus flirting with eachother.

》 The General Mahamatra : Cyno

One might think the general mahamatra might not like the idea of being picked up and carried like a bride. They're wrong.

Cyno is neutral when he's being carried by you like this; it just depends on the surroundings.

If the place you're is both in is safe and he's not doing any important work, he'll let you pick him up with ease. The blank and straight face might say otherwise, but he likes it.

Cyno is a warrior at heart, he brings judgement upon those at the Akademiya or those at the desert; but being picked up gently by you makes him feel butterflies.

He might show you his appreciation in the form of a smile, or three of his best jokes.

10/10 he has those muscles from being the General Mahamatra, but Cyno is still easy to pick up. Remember to laugh at his jokes.

》 Avidya Forest Watcher : Tighnari

"Watch it on the tail!" He did not groom it to be soft n fluffy just for it to be ruined, be careful.

Like Cyno, if he's doing any important things or is in a dangerous area; don't pick him up. But if the two of you are just patrolling or in a private area, go for it!

Tighnari quite likes it when you pick him up. He's not big on PDA, but some exceptions can be made.

If the forest ranger is feeling tired that day, he might lean to your chest and rest his eyes for a bit. Keeping anyone safe from the forest isn't an easy task, so let the fox rest for a bit against you.

His ears are sensitive, so he can hear your heartbeat clearly if he presses his head against your chest. He finds it comforting

11/10 very light and soft, pet those ears.

[diejager]

Ok, so imagine this. A yandere childe with a reader who likes to be cute and domestic. She purposely lets him noncon her because she likes to be taken care of by tartaglia. But like when they spar she has the ability to beat him down. The only reason why she doesn’t show her strenght around the house and acts weak is because she really likes it when tartaglia takes care of her.

Thank you ^^

Here you go <33

Yandere Childe

Tw: mention of smut, non-con?, yandere tendencies, blood, consensual isolation, consensual imprisonment, fighting, mention of kinks.

Note: not proofread.

Word count: 768

He loves you, he really does, and you love him just as much - or do you?

His poor, poor little housewife, you were. What would've happened to you if he never intervened? If he never stepped up to take you away from the cruel world?

You're his cute and domestic wife that cared for him and the house, just as much as you would care for your future children - a mix of your eyes and his hair! Or even a mix of his face and your beautiful hair! It gave him the chills to know that you both had an eternity together.

He saw how you fought, how you tried to deny him of his rights as your husband: to fill you up with his children. Though in the end, you always gave up, you did out of love for him, no? To feed into his sick delusion that you oh so adored, his cute dimples when he smirked, the adorable sheen in his eyes when he thought- knew he won and the sweet way he held and touched you after these episodes.

You loved him as much as he loved you, just, less possessive than he did.

You knew he was a family guy, dreaming to build a family, dreaming to conceive children and dreaming to have someone to call his own: you.

So you played the part, you did whatever he liked, and opposed to it when your gut told you to because you knew Childe well enough to feel his dirty, dirty little kinks.

You woke him up with breakfast and a kiss - as he wished.

You cleaned the house while he was out - like you wanted to do for him.

You cooked supper from time to time, with his arms wrapped around your waist - as he asked.

You kissed him when he came back - as he demanded of his wife.

You acted as a perfect housewife for Childe - as you dreamed of being for him.

It was sick, you knew that, but your love for the man that called himself the Tsaritsa's weapon was stronger, it held on even through the pain he inflicted on you.

You loved him so, so, so much, that you might end up suffering all the brunt of his actions: pain, sorrow, heartbreak and even death. But whatever would happen in the future, would happen in the future, you lived in the present time, now and now only with Childe.

You could die, or he could die, but you knew that he would kill himself if you died on him, and you would too. Your life for each other was this strong.

You liked it, the way he took care of you, the way he loved you, the way he caressed you. He made you feel whole.

That's also why you even agreed to fight him knowing full well that you had an equal chance as he did of winning, but you were going to tell him that. You would fight as if you were weaker as if you needed his help and care, a show that would demonstrate your need for his love and care. That was the plan most of the times your duelled. If you got lucky and he cut you, he would spend a week apologizing with soft kisses and charming gifts - he was a passionate lover. If you were unfortunate and came out without a scratch, he would reward you with a well-earned supper and a night of celebration for your unyielding strength face to his powerful strikes.

In the end, whichever happened, he would cate and love you the way you wanted him to, albeit a tad bit obsessive, he made your heart swell with pride and happiness.

You don't care if you have to stay cooped up in your mansion if you were constricted to the 4 walls of your house and the garden at the back if you were never permitted to see the outside world and its many residents. None of those mattered when you had Childe in your grasp, to care and love you for who you are and what you have become.

And Childe would be none the wiser, overjoyed that you share the same sentiment for him as has for you. How could he complain? You leaped into his open arms with the cutest smile he'd ever seen, fought him without any hesitation like no other, let him have free rain during your heated exchange and you truly understood the importance of a family.

You were perfect for him.

And be was perfect for you.

[yoomiii123]

Gif from Tenor

This thread on Reddit just made me think about the Cullen's in terms of "Who's the best fighter?" (the answer is obviously Jasper, but what about the runner ups?)

I gave it some thought and came up with the ranking below, which—shocker—only has Edward at rank 5. Like yes, his gift is very powerful, but I doubt it would work against vampires who go off their instincts and don't plan every move ahead. Or newborns, who don't think and just charge. And even if he does hear someone's plan of attack, I think that he's missing the routine and tactical prowess to fend off more complicated attacks in the spur of the moment. He just strikes me as someone who relies on their gift a tad too much and doesn't spend much time actually training, since—like Carlisle—he has an attitude of "let's stop whatever confrontation is coming before it can even turn into a fight".

I know this might be controversial, so I am very excited to hear other people's thoughts! What do you think? How good of a fighter is Edward actually? And how well does his gift still serve him, once he's in the middle of a fight, where he has to make split-second decisions?

The ranking I came up with for those interested:

Jasper. He has the most experience. Fighting is instinctive for him, that's why he even stands a chance against Edward. He does not need to "think" to act. Plus, he's also canonically the second fastest in the Cullen clan, so that contributes too.

Alice. Unlike Edward's gift, hers also works on people like Jasper, who act out of instinct rather than 'thinking' about their next move. Also, being Jasper's mate, I am convinced he made sure that she's very capable of defending herself, even without using her gift. Alice could potentially even best Jasper in a short fight, if she's able to cut the fight short after the first or second attack. If it moves beyond that, Jasper is her superior. With every move, the possibilities just grow exponentially and she cannot process them all anymore due to the pace with which the fight progresses.

Rosalie. Because of her past, Rosalie is very committed to making sure that no-one will be able to harm her ever again. That's why, when Alice and Jasper—a very violent-looking man that would be certainly able to harm her, if he wanted to— joined the family, she didn't waste too much time to demand training from him. He gave it to her. The two of them trained extensively over the years, which is why Bella notes that her fighting style is similar to Jasper's. She learned from him.

Emmett. Though Emmett is superior to all the above in strenght and he loves sparring, I do think his interest in these play fights lies mostly in getting energy out. He doesn't enjoy spending time on tactics and moves too much. He relies on his strength and mostly head on attacks. And that's worked out fine for him so far.

Edward. I know, shocker, the mind-reader on place 5 AFTER Alie and Rosalie. hear me out: Yes, his talent gives him an enormous advantage. However, that advantage (like Alice's) mostly works through preventing / countering attacks before they can even happen. But if he failed to counter an attack or if someone, like e.g. Jasper or even Emmett, just relied on instinctive attacks, not thinking about it, he would seriously struggle. Out of the Cullen kids, he's the one closest to Carlisle and the one who's adapted Carlisle's values the most. That makes him a pacifist by proxy, I cannot see Edward being as into actually training fighting styles and moves like e.g. Rosalie is.

Esme. Similar to Rosalie, I think that her past compelled her to attend one or the other training sessions from Jasper. However, I do not think she kept up with it like Rosalie did. She knows the basics and is able to defend herself, but she never had the goal to become an unbeatable fighter, like Rosalie does for example.

Carlisle. While being the oldest and most experienced of all of them, he's also at his core a pacifist. I doubt he had much fight training before Eclipse (maybe during his time with the Volturi, but he probably spent most of these days in the libraries or talking to people) and he doesn't strike me like the person who would have asked Jasper for training beyond initial curiosity. He could be very capable, but his values stop him from actually getting there.

Bella. She's basically a newborn with zero fight training, who lacks the usual newborn aggressiveness. Yes, she's super strong and super fast, but she doesn't really know how to use these powers.