#it's pronounced near btw don't ask me

[smokeys-house]

The inside joke is that some years ago I mentioned how there's a restaurant called WINGS near the airport; my sister asked what did they sell in there and I laughed until the realisation came on her. (We don't speak English, remember.)

So from then, everytime a mention of such restaurant or actual appearence of; or even any other food place that had the word "wings" in its name; I told my sister jokingly "oh, I do wonder what could they sell in there!" or something along those lines.

But today as I did some research, I'm now devastated; the restaurant being so close to the airport was no coincidence actually. The restaurant isn't called WINGS because their main dish are wings, it's called WINGS because they are a franchise set around airports. I told my sister, she laughed, I am nothing, Smokey; I am so devastated, I'm peeing, I'm an wreck, I am not longer standing.

I checked through their menu (which is something one can do as restaurant menus can be found online; which is good in this instance but usually it's not because the waiter isn't gonna bring you a physical menu and is gonna assume you know you have to scan a QR, and you don't want to scan any QR's, QR's were a mistake, I pronounce QR phonetically.) and there are only three normal orders featuring chicken wings, one of them is a combo that includes them; each order has six except the combo that comes with just four. But still, they don't have the theme the other chicken wing-centered restaurants have; the logo features a fork, YOU DON'T EAT CHICKEN WINGS WITH FORKS (I am guessing, I have never actually ate one, I don't like chicken, but I feel it would be like eating pizza with knife und fork [which btw is actually just a thing here, Italians actually do that]) AAAAAAAAA THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING TO ME.

And btw, I don't read or show my dashboard to my sister; for obvious reasons. She only knows I have a Tumblr account. Would never show it to any family member. She actually has had zero interaction with your blog in any form at all, she isn't part of your great audience.

I'm gonna be honest I have memory issues so I don't really fully know what this is about asftiskdkrd I think we spoke about chicken wings at some point and u mentioned ur sister and talking about a post I made I remember that. I'm also drunk so that could also factor into why I don't know what's going on here

[dengswei]

NiiiiiA (aka MYNAME Gunwoo) in TURN AROUND NiiiiiA photobook teaser

[beeindaclouds]

Being their sibling and having a crush on one of their friends pt. 2 *ೃ✧˚.

Includes: Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Nihachu, Eret Wilbur Soot, C!Technoblade, C!Philza × Reader

A.N: You are close im age to the person you like in the scenario

Part One

❝ Quackity ❞

"Do you like Karl?"

"Huh?!"

"I mean same, but still-"

"Quackity."

Yes, he just stormed into your room and asked you that one day

He said he had a "feeling" about it that's why he asked

Tubbo accidentally told him

He'll tease you a little, like any sibling would with anything

But he will try to help you

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

This is based off the last irl stream with Tubbo (Tubbo's not the crush btw)

You came to visit Florida with your brother because you and Tubbo had streamed togheter and were pretty close friends

While on camera you seemed energetic and chaotic, having fun with all of them

Off camera you got pretty shy, especially around a certain blonde haired boy

Karl didn't notice until you all got to the golf court

He noticed you and Punz quietly talking to the side. Your face flushed pink as Punz leaned to fix your hair

He had to call Sapnap over to make sure he wasn't hallucinating

The two then quietly decided to separate and approach the chuckling couple

Sapnap took Punz and Karl, of course, took you

"You two seemed pretty...cozy. Something you wanna tell me?"

"He's a nice guy. Should I not?"

"What? No. If you like him go, I just wanted to make sure we were on the same page. You know I'll support you no matter what"

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's very observant. And you two are very close so she knows you like the back of her hand

So she noticed little things that others couldn't whenever you would be live with Eret

Like how your voice went a note higher whenever he joined or how you'd get a little fidgety when he would compliment you

She of course didn't directly ask you if you liked him, she didn't want to embarrass you

But she found another way to confirm your crush

"You and Eret are very adorable togheter, don't you think?"

"REALLY- I mean, you think so?"

"I know so"

❝ Eret ❞

You and Niki seemed to be inseparable

Everywhere you went, she was near by

You were almost clingier then the Clingy Duo and that's saying a lot

But it wasn't only on the SMP, also in real life, since you two were roomates

Oh my god, they were roomates

Eret would often call you, to know how you were, but also to see if you've made any progress with your little crush

She knew you liked Niki since the day you decided to live togheter. You literally moved all the way from America to England just so you could be togheter

She doesn't really need to help, but she does ship you two a lot

"Oh yeah, Niki gave me this sweater! It's so cozy"

"Did you hear that chat? Sweetheart Duo confirmed- hey! Don's kill me I just caught an axolotl!!"

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"I told you so!"

"Ok, you wizard. What now? Is a noseless man who name I must not pronounce gonna come and try to kill you??"

This little prick (/j) has been teasing you about Quackity since you two first met

At first it didn't really bother you cause you didn't like Quackity like that

But as time passed your feelings blossomed

And Wilbur was already on board of the ship

Needless to say he was very supportive of you two

But he'll never let you forget that he has always known about your feelings

❝ C!Techno ❞

"HEH?!"

This was his reaction when you first told him that you liked Wilbur.

He was clueless to your little crush and now he is traumatized

I mean, can you really blame him? You have a crush on someone who blew up a whole nation

It's gonna take a while for him to come to terms with it

"Are you sure? Like a 100%?! He's insane you know?"

"Techno! Don't be mean"

"Oh and he wasn't mean when he started a whole nation only to blow it up later on???"

❝ C!Philza ❞

Man went through a roller coaster of emotions when you told him you liked his good-ol-mate Technoblade

He was first surprised, you actually had the courage to tell him instead of him finding out on his own

Then he got upset. Techno wasn't really the "safest" person to be around so he feared for what could happen to you if you did start dating

But he was then happy. He trusts Techno, and vice versa, if anything did happen to his dear sibling he knows that Techno would quickly be by your side

In all of this you were panicking while scanning his face that was twisting and turning into different emotions

Once he recovered, he just hit you with a

"I don't want any baby piglins around my house, at least not yet"

"HEH?! WHY WOULD YOU THINK THAT? ALSO YOU HAVE A SON."

"Your point?"

[virtual-insanity28]

Gosh, I always feel like a nuisance when I send an ask😂 but I saw you were a fellow Cheval❤ simper and I had this idea that I'm too busy to write (so I hope this is ok!)

We all know that Cheval is a protector, right? So, I was thinking what if Cheval and his heavily pregnant S/O visited Lulucion to see Lilia or something, and he's just fussing over every little thing like not letting people touch his S/O. Even better if like a hunter or someone bumped into his S/O and he just threw a fit. Sorry if this is kind of weird, I'm just soft on men fussing over their pregnant spouses. Don't feel like you have to do anything with this either😂 I saw that requests are open and decided to give it a try. I understand if you're busy!

Btw, I LUV your other works!❤

Stress is Bad for the Baby

The anticipation of becoming a father starts to make Cheval a tad antsy. Especially when he knows that danger lurks everywhere…

Apologies that this has a tone of repeating words…But thank you nonetheless, anon!

During the past few months, your husband, Cheval, has been quite…out of it. For the most part, he was his usual self, yet once you two had set off for travel to Lulucion, his attitude changed instantly. If you were the legendary Rathalos rider who defeated the Black Blight, you would’ve already of known that he’d do that for the right purposes.

When you were going to carry some bags and hook them up to Ratha’s saddle, Cheval panicked to himself and took them for you. When you were going to mount your monstie, he panicked once again and helped you get up. And when you guys were taking off, guess what? He panicked and made sure that Rathi flew closer than ever.

You slightly got ticked off about it, but you loved him and couldn’t keep your annoyance for long. You knew he was doing it out of his protective nature. He had been like that even before you were pregnant; always making sure you were healthy and nowhere near to being hurt. Times that by twenty and then you’re going to get what you have now: an overly cautious and frantic rider not knowing the difference between safety and common sense. By that, it meant that he was just preparing to be a father! Well, that was his excuse anyways.

“Ratha, slow down,” Cheval ordered. A scowl was hinted deep within his voice as your monstie had listened to him. He leaned down from his standing position into a crouch, and held onto Rathi’s saddle horns while glancing at you. A concerned look adorned his face.

“Cheval, dear, it’s okay,” you reassured. Patting Ratha’s side, you gave him a thumbs up to pronounce your security. “A little speed won’t hurt me!”

At that, Cheval furrowed his eyebrows and intervened your upbeat personality. “But it might hurt the baby,” was all he needed to say to make you realize that his intentional behavior was for the health of your unborn child. To be honest, you felt like an object because of his words. Your curved lips caused the red-head to sweat, pondering as to why you were acting different. That was until he acknowledged how harsh he spoke. He turned his head at you, and felt ghastly upon seeing your frown. “I’m sorry, (Y/n)…Its just,” he sighed, unsure on how to back himself up.

Rathi crowed out a soft, troubled growl. She felt the small tension between the two riders, and to be quite frank, she didn’t like it. After all, stress is bad for the baby. Rathi flapped her wings heavily so that she separated Cheval from you and Ratha. “R-Rathi! What are you doing? Go back!” Cheval angrily ordered. He pulled at her saddle, trying to get her to slow down, yet to no avail he couldn’t get her to listen.

In the midst of his struggle, you started to giggle. Cheval and Rathi flipped in the air, spun around, and even dive-bombed till the Rathian’s claws touched a single leaf of a tree. It was some ride for the male. Once you two landed at the gates of Lulucion, you clapped at him which caused him to rub the back of his neck, flustered because of the situation his own monstie put him through. “You should become an acrobatic!” You cheered.

“W-what? Why?” Cheval’s cheeks tinted a pinkish red.

Giving him a wink, you smiled, “Just ‘cause~!” With that tease, you walked off. Your husband stood there as dumbfounded as he could be, but he shook his head and rushed to you. Making sure he stood close by your side, the both of you made your way into the Scriveners Lodge. Lilia awaited your arrival, so you couldn’t keep her waiting much longer. Except, because of your husband’s antics, you’ve never expected the walk to the lodge to be as dangerous as Cheval thought it was, though.

“(Y/n), come closer.”

“Hey! Watch out!”

And your personal favorite: “Don’t touch her.”

He wrapped his hand around your shoulder, pushing you close to his own body while he glared at the Pukei-Pukei armored hunter. He seemed to be beyond pissed after witnessing the other man bumping into you. Even though the hunter apologized, that didn’t mean anything to Cheval. Either way, it could’ve hurt his child and wife.

“Listen, man, I said sorry! Leave me be!” The hunter argued.

“Not until you know to keep your head up while walking!” Cheval shouted. Passing villagers started to stare at you three, for the dispute started to get disruptive. “You could’ve seriously hurt her. Do you think I’d want that to happen?”

“I dunno! Why don’t you keep her at the house where she belongs, then!?” After those words, you stared at the hunter with such malice that he recognized it and backed up. Personal issues didn’t need to be solved by Cheval. You could handle yourself, and right then was when you proved it.

“Go back to your day, sir. Or else I will call for reinforcements,” Lilia’s voice broke you out of your covered anger. You glanced over your shoulder with Cheval and smiled as she came to your guys’ rescue.

“Lilia!” Navirou exclaimed, happy to see his old friend.

The woman blinked once before returning the smile. “Welcome back to Lulucion,” she greeted. She walked up at you to offer you a hug, but Cheval interrupted it by pulling you back. “Huh?” Lilia opened her eyes. Cheval‘s golden hues stared her down, yet he quickly averted his gaze, feeling bad as he saw the disappointment in his childhood friend’s face. He moved his hand to your swollen stomach, explaining without words why he was acting so rash.

Lilia’s face immediately lit up. “Oh my gob! You two?No way! For how long!?” She squealed, returning back to her childish behaviors.

You laughed, “About three months, now!” Cheval happily nodded with you while Lilia cheered to herself. During your conversation with the leader, you noticed how lax Cheval had gotten. Lilia was always a figure the both of you could feel comfortable with, so you were glad he still had trust in the woman. Yet there was this lingering feeling that had kept him at edge.

…

Night fell on the land of monsters, hunters, and riders. Most were tucked away in their beds fast asleep. Not you and Cheval, though. You two entangled yourselves together, trying to keep comfortable while staying close together. Having your head in the gap between his arm and torso, you smoothly traced his collar bone while also rubbing your stomach. Shortly after Lilia had to depart, you had major cramps happening in your abdomen. Cheval hastily brought you to your extra hut in the city, and now you two were cuddling to soothe your pains away.

Silence was with you for hours, but it went away once Cheval spoke. “(Y/n),” he called for you, trying to determine whether or not you were asleep. You replied with a quiet hum. That gave him the cue to continue his words. He inhaled a deep breath. His insecurities from before came back to him like a fireball, and at first, he thought of ignoring his thoughts. That was until you moved your head up to look at him in the eyes.

“What’s wrong?” you asked. The innocent gleam within your (e/c) hues made the man blush. He never forgot why he wanted to spend his life with you. Ever. You were too sweet and too strong for him not to fall for you.

“Do you think…Will I be a good father?” An odd moment of silence returned, yet it quickly went away as you started to laugh. His question, it was completely unnecessary! You understood his worries, but you couldn’t help it. Cheval’s face bursted into color from your reaction.

“With how you’ve been acting lately, you’re more than likely gonna be the best father any child will have!” You hushed your subtle laughs. Except, Cheval still had a head full of red even after your reassuring words.

He brought his hand to yours that rested on top of your stomach, and slid his head down so that his forehead touched yours. The metal of his headband was cold, yet you’ve learned to ignore it and focus on him alone. What he had said next made you smile to yourself; happy to know your life, your child, was meant to be with him. “I’m doing it because I love you, (Y/n).” You knew it was his way of saying ‘thank you’ and you gladly accepted it.

[dreamywriterinthedark]

Recess sobs and bedtime resolutions

Pairing: fem!Reader x Spencer

Request: Ok so the reader is a psychologist and is married to spencer and they have a 5 year old daughter who gets in trouble for punching a kid because they picked on her because they didn't beleive her dad was in the fbi If that makes sense any who if you don't write this i get it I just want to see speancers reaction

Trigger warnings: bullying, physical violence. (let me know if i forgot something)

Category: fluff, slight angst.

A/N: thank you so much for this request! I hope you like it. The daughter sounds a bit older than 5, in my head she’s in the early stages of elementary school. Let me know what you think about it! I’d be glad to receive some feedback. (Btw I hurt my own feelings writing this, you can’t even imagine...)

You were in your office, a typical Tuesday afternoon until you heard your office phone ring once more. You held up your finger to make your client pause what they were saying, you picked up the phone only to hang up.

“I apologise for the inconvenience. Now where were we ?” you said trying to get your client comfortable again despite the ringing. As she was about to speak up again, your cellphone rang, Spencer’s name lit up your screen and that’s when you were starting to get concerned.

“I’m so sorry I have to get that.” You said exiting the office to take the call. You were happy to hear your significant other’s voice nonetheless you knew he wouldn’t normally call you during working hours.

“Hi darling, is everything okay ?”

“No, not really. The school called, there’s an emergency.” he responded wrapping his scarf around his neck as he was making his way to the elevator.

“What happened ?” you asked getting more and more worried.

“She punched a classmate in the face. Can you believe it ?!” he pressed the button 0 waving goodbye to his coworkers.

“What ? Our daughter? Jane ? Are you sure it’s not her evil twin ?”

“Eviler twin you mean ? No offense, Y/n, but if she had one, I’m pretty sure you would remember…”

“Alright, I’ll tell my secretary to cancel all my appointments for the day. I’ll meet you there.”

“Love you, bye.”

“Love you too.” You answered before hanging up. You made it a little bit of a rule to yourself to never say ‘goodbye’ to him because you thought that if you did it may increase the chances of you never seeing him again. You knew it was a bit silly but with all those times he was close to death, you’d believe in any superstition if that meant he would get home safe.

After taking care of your client and letting your secretary handle the rest, you hurried out of your office to drive to your daughter’s elementary school.

You pushed the interphone button, once you were allowed entrance you walked to the principal’s office. You softly knocked, when the door opened it showed Spencer sitting in a chair right across the desk, next to it was an empty chair meant for you.

“I’m sorry, I came as I soon as I could.” you apologized.

“Well, I assume you’re Jane’s mother. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Principal Walker.” he greeted shaking your hand. As you sat down, Spencer gave you his best polite white smile.

“Do you know what you’re here for ?” he inquired.

“You said our daughter was involved in a conflict with a student...” you answered.

“Your daughter punched a student in the face.” He said bluntly.

“Right…”

“Are you sure it’s Jane ?” Spencer asked still struggling to believe it.

“Wait until you see her knuckles...”

Spencer put his face in his hands in defeat, you rubbed his shoulder to bring him comfort.

“What happened exactly ?” you asked.

“Well, it was during the 10AM break. Jane went out to play with her classmates when a boy started arguing with her. Next thing we hear is a scream, the boy is on the floor crying.”

You and Spencer both looked at each other with an immense look of stupor.

“The boy, did he bully her ?” Spencer asked trying to find some innocence in the sweet child of his.

“Not that we know of.” answered the principal.

“Is he okay though ?” you questioned.

“Yes, just a minor injury. He went back home.”

You nodded, “So what happens next ?”

“We are giving her a warning but the next time something like this happens there will be harsher consequences than a simple punishment. Understood ?”

“Yes. we understand. Thank you for your time, sir.” you said as you rose up from your chair. Spencer and you both exited the room finding your daughter in the waiting lounge looking guilty as ever. You saw Spencer’s face look puzzled and hostile. To torture your daughter with even more guilt you told her to ride back home with her dad which she did not love but couldn’t protest.

Spencer hardly spoke to Jane the entire drive. He was dry, so much it looked like he ignored her. Jane was desperate to get him to talk to her.

“Please, dad. Don’t be mad at me!” she exclaimed.

“I’m not mad, I’m disappointed.” those words he pronounced cut like a knife. You knew that by seeing her dad’s reaction she would become aware of the gravity of her actions. And he actually wasn’t mad, at least not until he saw her pouting face. He loved her too much to be angry.

“Okay but can you just talk to me!” she whined.

“Oh we will, back home with your mom.”

That car ride lasted longer for Jane than usual. No music, no anecdotes nor laughs, just plain silence and introspection while gazing at the landscape.

Your house was in the suburbs near a forest, Spencer had all sorts of scientific arguments as to why living near nature was beneficial but you just loved the paysage before your eyes when taking your morning coffee. The location was perfect; in nature which means less pollution, noise and lower criminal rates yet a short car ride from the city which was full of cultural spots and with high quality education.

Jane tried to run up the stairs in hope to avoid her parents’ correction but was interrupted by your strict toned voice; “Not so fast, young lady.”

She shut her eyes stopping dead in her tracks, she lifted her stuffed animal and said to it “It was nice knowing you, fluffy.” She then turned around and sat on the couch.

Spencer was pacing around, “Why did you do it ?” He asked his daughter his voice slightly higher than before. She started melting in tears which truly pained him. You walked up to her, as you were sat on the couch next to her you started stroking her arm and drying her tears.

“It’s okay. We’re just trying to understand why you did that. There’s no way you would’ve done it without a reason.” you told her.

“Jeremy kept making fun of me…” she struggled to get out whimpering.

“How long has he been making fun of you ?” Spencer asked.

“Since Valentine’s day when everyone was exchanging cards but my box was empty.” You glanced at Spencer in shock of how long you hadn’t known your daughter was getting bullied, silently suffering.

“Honey, I’m so sorry you had to go through this.” you reassured her kissing her cheek and running your hands through her hair. “But what happened exactly that made you punch him ?”

“He made fun of dad, he wouldn’t believe he was in the FBI.” She answered tilting her head up. “I asked him to stop but he wouldn’t so I defended myself.” she affirmed seeming not so guilty anymore. You unwrapped your arms from her giving her a frown.

“That’s not how you deal with problems.” Spencer said sitting on the low table across the couch.

“Yeah, you could’ve talked to us first but you didn’t even try. You know you can tell us everything ?” You backed him up.

“I know but I thought I could deal with this problem on my own. You guys always seem so good at it. And I want to be just like you when I grow up.”

You glanced at Spencer both slightly smiling at each other.

“If there’s one thing I learned from my job at the FBI is that violence is never the answer. It’s only justifiable if it’s legitimate defence; when you life is in danger.”

“Dad, do you still love me ?” she asked watching her feet swinging on the edge of the couch.

“Of course, I love you. I always will, no matter what.” he responded taking hold of her hand. “Okay?” She nodded. She didn’t seem to understand that punching someone is wrong. You needed to have a talk with Spencer;

“Now go to your room and do your homework, we’ll talk punishment tomorrow morning.” You said.

“But-“ she protested.

“No buts, go to your room.” You ordered.

You joined Spencer on the couch, he looked completely defeated. “Hey, are you alright ?” You asked him while taking a seat next to him. “Yes.” He answered a bit too quickly. “I mean…No…Not really.” You knew exactly why he was feeling like this. “It’s not your fault, Spence.” you reassured him playing with his hair.

“This whole time…And I didn’t know she was struggling. What kind of father am I ?”

“I come home every night and I didn’t know about this. It’s not because of your job, it’s not because of us. I’m blaming the school, here. They’re the ones who are supposed to prevent bullying from happening.”

He rummaged his hair with his hands whilst his elbows rested on his knees.

“Plus it’s a good sign, she doesn’t get along with kids her age…” you said slightly smirking.

“How?!” Spencer asks slightly irritated due to his public middle school flashbacks.

“It’s a sign of high intellectual potential. Her emotional age is too advanced for kids her age to understand, they tend to be too insensitive for her. She believes animals and inanimate objects have emotions and that they are intelligent. She talks to her stuffed animal like it’s a pet. She took the pepperonis out of her pizza! Also she has an enormous amount of creativity and she’s highly sensitive to her surroundings. Have you seen how she profiled your every move and suddenly her emotions followed ? Just like you she’s protective of the ones she loves. She only punched that kid because he wasn’t exactly talking highly of you…”

“So you’re saying…”

“Our daughter could be a genius.”

“As mother as daughter.” he complimented with a smirk.

“Oh come on we know who’s the genius here!” you said slapping his shoulder playfully.

You both chuckled. You kept talking for at least half an hour to come up with a plan you both agreed to. It’s not good for a child to watch their parents disagree.

~slight time lapse~

An hour after dinner, you went up to your daughter’s bedroom as it was her bedtime. You leaned on the door frame admiring Spencer, sat next to Jane on her bed, reading a story to her about conflict to teach her what to do in the type of situations she got in. He learned that from you since you were a psychologist. He admired how resourceful and clever you were. He couldn’t be more proud to have you as his significant other and the mother of his child. Your foot made a cracking noise on the hard wood floor which caught Jane attention.

“Mommy! Come!” she exclaimed shaking her little hands.

“What’s up?” you ask sitting next to the bed.

“Me and dad were reading this book you got me and now i understand. I’m sorry for not coming to you first. I just didn’t like what they said about dad.”

“Honey, it doesn’t matter what people think of you. Seeking validation from people can be so unhealthy. If you keep bottling up your emotions you’re going to explode like a bomb and that’s no good.”

“Can you forgive me, mommy ?”

“Of course. You’re still growing, as long as you learn from your mistakes I’m confident you’re going to be alright.” You answered squeezing her hand. Spencer watched in awe, it reminded him how in love with you he is.

“Yes, please don’t ever do that again!” he said a bit too quickly with a high pitched voice that made you all burst in laughter.

“Alright, you should get some sleep.” you told her giving her a kiss on the cheek and tucking her in; “Good night, my love.”

Spencer kissed her temple and set aside the little book he was reading to her wishing her good night as well. You walked out switching the lights off. As you walked down the stairs you asked Spencer to stop in his tracks pointing your finger up; Jane was talking to her stuffed animal. You both had to muffle your laughs. The future looked bright.

[roguemonsterfucker]

Okay so, the demon lords name is Kan'thrä (roll the R and pronounced the a's like ah) and what happened was, not all of the townsfolk liked the fact that a werewolf was living with them, so a group of select villagers found an old leather book, dedicated to summoning demons and such, and found a page that summons a demon who, without mercy to the sacrifice, will accept any terms given to a deal (which ended up not being Fucking true) so, in the middle of the night, they kidnapped dian, set up the ritual, and while ignoring dians pleas and begs, stabbed dian in the stomach. So as his blood seeped into the engravings made in the damp earth, Kan'thrä was summoned, while dian was holding his stomach and whining in pain, Kan (nickname given to him by dian) looked on in horror at what they had done while one of the cloaked figures approached him, and said, "o' great Kan'thrä, Lord of demons, we summon you to be rid of this filth and it's kin", then proceeded to drop to his knees before kan, to which kan replies, "of course" , and kan raised his right hand, and slowly made a fist, as he slowly made a fist, the other men and women's bodies contorted and twisted in every way their feeble body shouldn't, one even thew up their own insides. Afterwards the leader of the cultists looked back at the others and then at kan and shouted, "WHY?! WE HONERED YOU WITH THIS SACRIFICE! AND I ONLY ASKED THAT YOU-", the man was cut off as kan grabbed (yes, grabbed) his jaw, hand so big it covered the man's mouth, and said as he slowly leaned down so that he was right beside his ear, "my sister is a wolf demon you lower than dirt mortal, and this was the wrong spell, you said the wrong words and summoned me, instead of my father, Thrā'kù", with that the man burst into flames, as his ashes slowly crumbled, Kan quickly walked over to dian, who was near death by now, and crouch down, scoop dian into his lap, and began to mumble a spell, soon all the blood had been returned to dians body, after the spell was done, dian turned his head to kan and said, "thank you" before passing out, btw I have a decent idea as to what kan'thrä looks like, wanna see the first draft of what he looks like?

That sounds awesome! And yes, I'd love to see what he looks like!

(sorry I don't have more to say. i'm very sick lol)

[anaussiefan]

For the oc ask, if youre doing them

1. Why did you pick their name?

Sorry this took me like, two days (?) to answer, but I was trying to figure out which OCs of mine I wanted to answer this for, and then I also had to remember why I gave them the name I did,,,

Anyway ! I've decided I'll answer this for two, because I love them both very much and I couldn't pick between them!

This is Aaliyah! From my understanding, 'Aaliyah' means quite a few things in Arabic (either that or the websites I'm reading from just don't understand what the meaning is), however, two meanings I saw the most were 'exalted' and 'lofty'. According to Google, they both have two meanings, exalted meaning:

1. (of a person or their rank or status) at a high or powerful level

and 2. in a state of extreme happiness

and lofty meaning:

1. of imposing height

and 2. (of wool and other textiles) thick and resilient

I found these fitting, because Aaliyah is a very happy, care-free person, who also doesn't let negative things get her down. The in-universe reason for her getting named Aaliyah is that she was named after her great-grandmother, who was a very powerful woman who held control over the trade routes in her country for a good 25 years. So the first meanings apply to her great grandmother, whilst the second meanings apply to the current Aaliyah.

HOWEVER

Aaliyah tends to prefer being called Liyah (pronounced like 'Leah'), which, according to my research, means either "beautiful, wonder and light" or "gazelle, antelope, weary, and tired". I've also noted that gazelles have been used to symbolise female beauty. 'Leah' itself as a name is also said to mean "mistress, ruler, and meadow".

'Weary', 'tired' and 'meadow' don't necessarily tie in with her character much, though there may be a theme of deep-down weariness and exhaustion in her character arc, but that's uncertain at the moment. They do however tie in with the death I have in mind for her (which is more of an over planning thing, because she doesn't die in the plot, I just like to think of my character's futures after the stories are over).

'Mistress' and 'ruler' also tie in with her great grandmother.

(I also forgot to mention that the country that Aaliyah's family comes from is slightly inspired by Morocco, Egypt, and the United Arab Emirates, which is why I was looking for the Arabic meanings). (Also you'll probably noted that in one of the photos I have her last name as 'Ado', which I can't find a meaning for I just liked the way it sounded with her first name).

The second OC I wanted to talk about is Rikona Eguchi! She is from the same story as Aaliyah, and they are just two out of five main characters of the story (which is yet to be named btw, although I have "Revenge Will Be the Death of Me" as a sort of placed holder name, but it will be changed because I don't think it fits the tone of the story). I don't have as much to say about this one, the country she was born in is based off of Japan, so the names are Japanese, 'Rikona' meaning intelligence, and 'Eguchi' meaning mouth of the river. Rikona is a very smart character, and her family's home village was on the edge of a river near the shoreline, so I thought a surname that meant 'mouth of the river' was fitting.

That's all I really have to say on why I picked their names, thanks for the ask! I never really talk about my OC's because I never know where to start, so feel free to send as many questions about them as you want :D

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