#let Sun be OP as a treat

[sabrondabrainrot]

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Random Idea but with what I know about current spoilers I have two ideas. One is that Sun will somehow becomes the Witherstorm (I AM BANKING ON THIS) or he's going to be relevant to the Witherstorm of their dimension and be scattered through dimensions.

One of my most favorite series of all time is "Tsubasa: Reservoir Chronicles" and the crux of that series is they need to put someone back together and to do so, they have to travel to various dimensions to find the missing pieces of the person's soul. I totally see that happening to our Sun? I don't know why.

Even to this day, Sun still hasn't quite opened up about himself. Not to Old Moon, New Moon, Solar, Earth, Lunar, etc etc. I think the most he's been open towards thus far is probably Dazzle ironically?

I'm still getting caught up but I can tell Dazzle actually wants to get to know him so she's asking about him and he's honestly telling her. (also loving how Sun is spending more and more time with the kids in the show, He spends so much time with FC, Dazzle, Jack, etc. It's so wholesome) I'd say Earth and Lunar are in second place of knowing him best but they also still sometimes are kept an arm's length away.

Solution to this? Scatter parts of his 'soul' into the multiverse and make it the family's responsibility to find him! Heck he could even be in a coma the entire time they do this! When they find a Sun fragment they get to see his memories or feel and hear his thoughts.

In Tsubasa the fragments are called 'feathers' and they can warp reality, break time and space, or even gain sentience. I think it'd be so neat if one of the fragments of Sun became Dark Sun but I know it's not likely.

"I am doing this for Sun, Because I am Sun" vibes

Just an Idea but it'd be so cool if it happens!

My second Idea, has to do with a sketch I did a bit ago (still working on more sketches for it) but basically I know Sun's currently gathering power. He's a fighter and wants to help! His family is still keeping him away from the action though. It's not malicious and comes from them wanting to protect him but it's going to ultimately leave him more vulnerable and a target.

Dark Sun I know is tampering with dark energies, he's raising a dragon? He's associating more and more with Witherstorm energy and he still hasn't quite confessed what his motive/plan is besides the fact this is "all for Sun"

So wouldn't this mean Sun is going to ultimately becomes a Witherstorm? It's what the creator studies and the one of the main dimension is different from others so who's to say our Sun and Moon aren't also built different with different fates?

Creator created something specifically just to torture and wear Sun down but when you think of it, that's also what Old Moon was until they split. I don't think that was the intention but the fact Old Moon just decided to point blank torture Sun? Sus, like it was meant to happen.

Dark Sun I think needs Sun to be his pet Witherstorm, and he's maybe planning to use Nexus to make that happen? I just got to the point in the series where he just picked up New Moon from space and took a chip out of his brain. Bruh...he needs him but won't say for what.

I love it. Dark Sun my beloved what are you evil little plans <3

Hoping Sun doesn't fall into a Coma but it'd be so sexy of him aha~

I really like when Sun spends time with Earth and Lunar too it'd be so cool if they have an adventure to save him.

BTW I've been listening to Aurora's song "The Seed" and it literally gave me a big brain AU idea for tsams but idk if I should try to write it.

I really hope Sun ascends to some kind of God-hood like being especially involving destructive energy like Witherstorm stuff. It'd be so neat and sad if one of the nicest people ever became the ultimate judge, jury, and executioner-like being. It's especially ironic since Nexus/New Moon can't decide what's real anymore and just decided to frick off and become God so it'd be realllyyyy funny if Sun was the one to become a reality altering being.

I'm just Madoka-ifying Sun at this point

[perenlop]

one of my biggest pet peeves is “person makes something that is very obviously a joke and people respond as if theyre being genuinely serious and start claiming op has no talent/is a freaky weirdo bc no noooooormal person would make that/accuses them of being a jackass”

i hope people arent legitimately harassing the jackie’s box guy. like i think its pretty clear that this is just a bit if “under’s tale” is any indication

[paulyenvol6]

Bound by Flame (Chapter 12)

Contains: smut, dub-con, HIGHLY degrading, oral (m receiving), spanking, very submissive reader, mentions of words like whore and slut, possessiveness, angst, crying, dark content so read with caution!

Wordcount: ~4.06k

Masterlist of this story

The next day Maera and Daemon got up late when the sun stood already high in the sky.

It was a lazy morning with the two of them dozing off again only to then cuddle each other while the sunlight shone down on their lying figures. Maera almost wondered if her father would send for her soon but then Daemon softly slapped her bare arse.

"We should get up. Or otherwise you'll get this tight cunt of yours fucked sore right here and right now."

His niece smiled slyly and leaned down to kiss his shoulder but then quickly and smoothly jumped off the bed.

"Let's go then."

Daemon smugly watched his niece while she put on a nightgown.

"I shall call for the handmaidens. Do you want me to tell them they are to prepare a bath for you?" she asked and Daemon lifted his eyebrows.

"Yes."

Maera smiled and then quickly opened the door to call for the servants. An hour later the couple was ready to start the day so Daemon guided her down to the dining room. Everything was exactly the way it was before she had left the castle and yet it felt strange. How many times had she walked past the stone engravings in the hallway, had rushed down the staircases although her father had told her that it was too dangerous. How many times had she knocked at the door of the dining chamber to wait for her father's "Come."

This time the door was opened for them before Daemon was able to make a sound and when they were inside Maera spotted her father sitting by the table but with an empty plate.

"Father. Good morrow," she said and put her kindest smile on her face. She just hoped that things would finally be more relaxed between her husband and father.

"Maera," he nodded but his face hardened at the sight of his brother.

He merely tilted his head a little which Daemon took as an invitation to pull his niece with him to the table and sit down. She anxiously watched Daemon and prayed to the gods that he would restrain himself rather than provoking the king further. He caught her gaze and questioningly raised his left eyebrow. In respone Maera gave him her biggest puppy eyes and bit her lip. Please, she mouthed at him which her uncle commented with a scoff and he turned away.

She remained stiff and tense the next couple of minutes but soon the girl assumed that her words might have had an impact on Daemon. He even had started to talk about some meaningless boring topics such as the cotton trade with Pentos and how the prices had shot up over the past months and though Viserys had narrowed his eyes at his brother in the beginning, a few moments later he had actually answered him.

Maera wasn't certain whether her father's openess, if one could call it that, was caused by his manners and the fact that a good host was supposed to treat his guests with kindness or if he genuinely had the desire to speak with Daemon about this now. Either way, she felt relieved and contendly sipped on her cup while zoning out. As much as she liked this development, there was no way she could bare listening to their conversation about cotton trade at this moment.

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To her regret Maera learned that her son and their servants and handmaidens would need another two days until they would arrive in King's Landing and so in the noon there was nothing left for her to do but to make herself feel more homely in Daemon's chambers.

He had told her that he had planned to meet some of his old friends of the gold cloaks so Maera was alone in their chambers. Additionally her husband had told her to preferably stay in their chambers but soon she wasn't able to anymore. Being back in the red keep excited her and she just had to see her septa Julvra, the stables, the library, the armory and all the other things again. It had been a year. Things had changed during her absence and she intended to see everything.

To her misfortune Maera wasn't able to locate her septa but she promised herself she would find her in the morrow at the latest. She did pay the library a visit though and the familiar scent of parchments and leather, ink and wood overwhelmed her. There was a library at dragonstone as well but compared to the one here, it was disappointing. On top of that, there was that characteristic smell of violets, the source of which Maera had never known but it made her skin tingle.

She almost spent 3 hours browsing through books both familiar and new and she would have had lost the feeling for the passing time if it hadn't became so dark outside that the letters swam before her eyes. That was why she put back her books and decided to search for Daemon.

But just when she was walking around a corner in the dim light of the corridor someone big suddenly appeared in front of her and Maera didn't have enough time to dart to the side.

"Forgive me!" she quickly spoke and then her eyes wandered up the person's body. Her jaw dropped and a happy and exciting feeling spread throughout her body.

"Harwin!?"

The tall man chuckled and his eyes lit up at the sight of her.

"Little princess," he whispered and a warm shiver ran down her spine. He had always called her that name and when she was younger his words combined with his raspy and deep voice had made her blush oftentimes. Harwin took her hand and bowed his head to press a soft kiss on th back of it.

"I was delighted to hear about your safe return, little princess. I hope you are fine."

She had a genuine and wide smile on her face while nodding a few times.

"I am. And I am happy to be back too."

Maera had missed him a lot, she realized now. How many times had they wasted their time by the sea, flipping stone on the water's surface, laid beneath the sun though the knight originially was merely supposed to protect her. But it had been inevitable. She had liked him so much that after weeks he had become her closest friend. That was why she was incredibly relieved that Ser Hawrin seemed fine and the prospects of seeing him more frequently from now on made her insides flutter. The knight placed his hand on her shoulder and squeezed her gently.

"I'm actually very busy at the moment but I'd be happy to see you soon and preferably for a longer time. Maybe you would give me the honour and accompany me on a walk through the gardens?"

She happily nodded. "It would be my honour, Ser."

With these words Harwin bowed his head and Maera couldn't help but admire the young and decent man. She was married now of course and felt drawn to her husband only but no person with two functioning eyes would disagree with the fact that Harwin was a handsome and charming man. Her eyes followed him until he had turned around a corner and then Maera finally made her way back to her rooms.

To her surprise Daemon wasn't inside and she felt disappointed. But since she didn't have anything else to do the girl sat down on the bed and grabbed a book off her nightstand to pass the time by reading. In any other case she probably would have gone to have supper preferably with her father but she wasn't hungry and also wanted to be in their chambers when he returned. Maera craved being held by his arms and just desired a lazy evening with him.

She was almost worried about his whereabouts when she finally heard steps outside and suddenly the door sprang open. Her excited expression faded though when she noticed his narrow eyes and tense mouth and the way he hasted towards her. Maera gasped for air in surprise as he grabbed her upper arm and forced her on her feet.

"You little whore," he hissed and his niece felt fear taking control of her body. She was frozen, tears welled up in her eyes and he suddenly scared her so much that her breathing was restricted. Maera couldn't even bring out a word and ask him what the reason for his fury was.

"You dirty little slut. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? I was expecting to see you on your fucking knees when I return. Begging for my forgiveness."

She whimpered because her uncle had wrapped a hand around her neck and squeezed tightly.

"Stupid whore. You thought I wouldn't find out about your slutty behaviour here while I'm out? You thought you could get away with it? You thought now that your uncle is gone you can throw yourself on other men? Act like a disgusting little wench and offer every breathing creature around here your spread legs?"

Maera tried to free herself from his grip because she had to talk to him! She didn't know what Daemon had heard and why he thought she would ever do something like this but it was untrue! She never would've spread her legs for anyone that wasn't him and he should know that. She squirmed in his grip let out a moan to tell him that she had something to say but her uncle fully ignored her.

"It's really unfortunate that you can't fucking behave. How many times did I tell you that you're not to speak to any male servants or knights. And especially not Harwin Strong, this pathetic cunt of a knight."

Maera widened her eyes because she slowly started to realized what Daemon meant. But she merely talked to him and he was an old friend, an exception. Again, the girl intended to calm him by assuring him that all he had done was welcome her back in the castle but her crying and shifting didn't change anything.

"Stay still. You will have enough opportunities to apologize to me but now I want you to shut this slutty mouth until I tell you otherwise," he hissed and Maera could literally feel the anger in his voice as a brush over her skin which scared her.

Although she kept still Daemon slapped her cheek softly and then stepped towards the bed while dragging her by her hair. The prince sat down on the bed and pulled Maera until her stomach hit his thighs and she found herself bent over his lap. Panic flooded her system and she desperately attempted to slip away which Daemon replied to by smacking her arse.

"Stay. Fucking. Still," he growled.

"But I didn't do anything, please," she pleaded now that his hand had left her throat and she finally had been able to inhale some fresh air. Daemon's hand came down once more and she let out a painful whine.

"Please uncle. I swear it, we only talked. Please, believe me. He's a friend and I wanted to greet him kindly."

He chuckled sarcastically. It was a sound that didn't give her any comfort at this moment and the blood in her veins freezed.

"You will count, little one. If you'll mess up I'll start from zero again. And after each slap you will say 'Thank you' and 'Forgive me'."

She dropped her head but Daemon didn't take it as further resistance so he skillfully pulled up her skirts and removed her underwear. Her arse was bare on display for him and he roughly slapped her cheek. He listened carefully for the words he had expected to hear but Maera stayed silent and besides her gasp and the sound of skin slapping against skin he couldn't hear anything. That was why he forcefully yanked her head back so he could look at her face that was drawn with fear.

"I told you to count," he spoke coldly. "Use that sweet voice you used earlier to seduce Harwin Strong and beg for my forgiveness. I know that you can do such lovely things with your voice, isn't that right? I witnessed it myself. You will beg now. Beg like a pathetic common whore that knows her place."

With these words his hand smacked her again and this time it was harder.

"I'm sorry," she cried out and simultaneously her uncle let go off her hair so her head could fall down. He repeated the motion and Maera let out croaked 'Thank you's and 'Forgive me's and 'Please, I'm sorry's while also counting his slaps just as he had told her to do. She jumped every time his skin hit hers and soon her back was so sore that the simplest touch made her whince. Inbetween his slaps he soothingly caressed her skin, which was a great contrast to the way he was abusing her arse at the moment.

When Daemon was finally done the skin of her arse burned and ached and she wished someone would throw a bucket of cold water over her. His hand came down to her back only that this time he traced the handprints on her skin and he seeminlgy wanted to calm her but given the circumstances it was a cruel action. Tears coated her cheeks and by now Maera was a mindful mess on his lap. She sniffed and cried and felt incredibly small and degraded.

"Shh, babygirl. You know that you deserved it. Don't act like the innocent victim."

Daemon delivered one last soft slap to her arse which made her jolt and then pulled her body up until she stood in front of him. Maera anxiously watched him as she didn't know if he would finally release her but when he pushed her down to the floor she knew that he wouldn't let her get away with it so easily.

"On your knees. You're gonna make it up for me. Gonna make me feel really good, kitten."

She sobbed but didn't resist when he made her kneel in front of him. The stoney ground hurt her but she knew better than to complain.

"It's quite poetic, isn't it? Punishing your mouth that you have used to seduce Strong."

He wrapped his hand around her throat once more and pulled her a little closer until his center was in front of her face. He single-handedly managed to free himself off his breeches so Maera stared directly at his hard and large manhood. As much as she enjoyed tasting him and letting him slide into her mouth, she always felt so degraded and humiliated when she had to kneel for her husband. That was why she prefered it when he sat on the bed and Maera could crouch between his legs rather than experiencing the shame of kneeling on the hard ground while looking up to Daemon. That was what commone whores did. Not a highborn noblewoman.

But of course she wasn't in the position to demand anything at all right now so she kept her mouth shut while he guided his tip to her soft lips.

"I don't care how much you'll cry and beg. You're gonna take it and swallow every last drop until I'm content. And if you'll have to stay on your fucking knees all night. You're a little slut and sluts don't deserve any comfortability. I want you to apologize and behave and only then I'll be willing to think about forgiving you."

His hand that had previously squeezed her neck wandered to her chin and he made her look up to him.

"And I want this to hurt for you. Feel free to scream and complain, I won't care. I'm doing this to punish you and give myself a little treat. But this is supposed to hurt you. I want you to think about what you've done and what happens when you disrespect me like this. Do you understand me?"

Maera nodded because she was unable to do anything else. She was anxious about what would happen now because as much as she liked it when her uncle thrusted his cock into her throat he was so upset with her right now that she knew there wouldn't be anything pleasant in it for her. He eagerly tapped the tip of his member against her lips and gestured her to open them. Once she had offered him entrance Daemon pushed inside of her mouth and was welcomed by the familiar comfortable warmth that never failed to make his stomach tighten.

His movement was far from being gentle or patient because he immediately went all the way and didn't stop to push even with his niece was choking and using all her physical power to pull away. He had a hand in her hair which was enough to make sure that she couldn't escape and he just held her head in place while enjoying her wet throat until he backed away a little. Maera used the space to inhale greedily but it was cut off when Daemon snapped his hips forwards again and started to fuck her mouth.

He set a cruel and aggressive pace. He was able to fully ignore his niece's struggle and actually used her like a toy that merely served as a way to make him come the fastest. She knew better than to try to fight him off because he would surely just take what he wanted and complaining would only make him angrier. This was the kind of Daemon that didn't know anything about mercy. In this state he had no problems assaulting her throat until she was crying and that was exactly what he was doing at this moment.

Maera felt like she might suffocate with him barely giving her one second of peace but somehow whenever she thought she was gonna pass out now there was fresh air getting to her lungs. Without Daemon's hand in her hair she would've fallen down to the ground but he made sure to keep her up in order to use her throat to his satisfaction.

He grinded his teeth while looking down at her and her tears of pain didn't move anything in him. She deserved this. She had acted like a cheap whore and disrespected him. He could clearly remember the image of her smiling up to Harwin Strong as though she had just seen what she had been searching for for years. But she was his. His alone. This cunt shouldn't even look at Maera for a second. He wanted her all to himself and somehow Daemon felt like whenever a man had his eyes on her she was a little less his. 'Gods, why couldn't she just behave?'

The memory of the recent events fueled the fury in him again so he tightened his grip around her hair.

"You're my fucking property and I thought that I've taught you this already many times."

He could feel her trying to nod and she stared up to him with her glossy wide eyes.

"You know what I'll do next time, little slut?" His eyes flashed. "Next time I'll make him watch. You'll get down on your knees and I'll fuck your mouth until you're nothing but a pathetic mess and he will watch every second of it. Perhaps he'll then see who you belong to and that he's not to mess with what's mine."

The imagination alone made him even harder and he felt that he was about to burst. That was why he let out a deep groan while his thrusts became sloppier but then Daemon finally exploded in her mouth and his seed filled her throat. Maera had problems swallowing everything but of course her uncle wouldn't accept anything less so he kept her head in place until he was certain that she had swallowed every last droplet of his hot seed.

But Daemon still wasn't done. His hand stayed in her hair as he slid his cock out of her mouth. Her face was red and wet with her tears and suddenly the rogue prince was torn apart between his anger and the desire to cuddle his little girl. He had just released and therefore was in a special post-orgasm-state and even in his upset temper Daemon felt protective over her. But first he had to state something again and so he yanked her head back, a little softer now, and came closer to her.

"I want you to tell me that you have understood what I have told you. And that you know why I had to punish you," he hissed.

Maera coughed a few times, her voice nothing but a croaked sound but then she answered him with her shaky voice.

"I-I understand, uncle… I spoke to S-Ser Harwin though I w-wasn't allowed to…"

She had lowered her eyes to the ground while speaking but Daemon wouldn't have this so he put a finger under her chin that was covered with his precum.

"And what have you learned these past minutes?"

"I will not do it again. I swear it."

He smiled. "No you won't. Because you didn't like what I've just did, did you?"

Maera anxiously glanced at him, gulped loudly and then shook her head.

"Right. So you don't want me to repeat it, mhm?"

"N-No…," she whispered and Daemon gently caressed the side of her head.

"I don't want to do this again either. But if you'll disobey me again I'll have no choice. So you'll best do as I say or your pretty little mouth will get fucked like this again. And you don't want that."

With these words he finally let go off her and Maera sank to the ground at once. New tears escaped the corner of her eyes while she crouched on the stoney ground. Daemon observed her for a few seconds, sighed and then decided to take care of her rather than make her feel his anger for a little longer by ignoring her.

So he kneeled next to her, grabbed her under the arms and picked her up. Maera let it happen and pressed her face to his neck while her uncle walked the both of them to the bed. It had gotten late and he knew that a good sleep would calm his niece. He gently put her down on the mattress, climbed on the bed himself and then she was fast to crawl to him.

"P-Please…," she whined and gestured him to wrap his arms around her. Daemon chuckled softly but granted her her wish.

"I l-love you, Daemon, I'm s-so sorry, I didn't mean to-to upset you. Please don't be mad, please. I will be good."

He exhaled loudly and lovingly ran his finger over the area under her eyes.

"I love you too, little girl. It's good that you're sorry. And you took your punishment so I'm not angry with you anymore. But you know what happens if you are disobedient again, right?"

Maera nodded rapidly and her hands gripped his arm tightly as if she was afraid he would leave her if she didn't hold on to him.

"I know. I will get punished again. But I won't be disobedient, I swear it to you."

"Good girl," Daemon praised and gave her a genuine smile. As a reply the girl tried to move closer to him which was physically impossible but her uncle pressed a kiss on her brow.

"Please Daemon…," she pleaded.

"What is it, little one? What do you need?"

Well, if only she knew… Maera didn't know what she was asking for so instead of giving him an answer she moaned and stared at him with round eyes. He chuckled and was filled with an infinite love for his wife. If only she was always this tame. To be fair, Maera really had improved her behaviour and he rarely had to teach her a lesson like he had done today anymore but some days she still acted defiantly and Daemon found that it was just unnecessary. Things were going so smoothly when she did as he said and let him take control.

He stroke her silky hair and saw how she closed her eyes.

"Sleep, sweetling. I'll watch over you. I'll always keep you safe."

Maera hummed contently and snuggled into his arms. And then Daemon caressed her hair until she was fast asleep.

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[ct-cactus]

Demon Slayer AU where everything is the same except Yoriichi is a ghost.

He’s corporal/people can see him, he can change his appearance from when he was a kid to when he was old.

He follows Tanjiro around. They met sometime before the Hashira Training Arc for sure, but how early depends on what the writer decides. Has he been there since pre-canon? Or did he show up after the Entertainment District Arc (would honestly make most sense since Tanjiro didn’t know about Sun Breathing until after Mugen Train, but again this is an AU).

He meets Muichiro, and after it clicks that he’s Michikatsu’s descendant Yoriichi follows him around too, eager to be close with the family he could never have.

Depending on when they met, Yoriichi could help Muichiro recover is missing memories earlier than in canon.

Other things about/to include in the AU:

Kamaboko Squad centric (Tanjiro, Nezuko, Inosuke, Zenitsu, Kanao, Genya, AND Aoi and Senjuro)

each member gets a one-on-one interaction with him at some point, which will add to their own personal character growth

Whether or not Yoriichi can physically interact with others is up to the writer

making him able to fight demons seems kinda OP, so unless the writer can find a way to make it make sense about how he can maybe don’t do that

maybe he can exude enough strength to stun demons, but not fully kill them

can he pick things up, or do they just pass through him?

He helps train Tanjiro, making him more proficient in Sun Breathing

this can give Tanjiro more time to hone is Water Breathing. It always irked me that Tanjiro didn’t practice Water Breathing as much when he discovered Sun Breathing (don’t quote me on that, I get my info from TikToks and reaction videos. But why learn two breathing styles and not increase your skill in both?)

this can allow a Giyuu training session in the Hashira Training Arc that we didn’t get to see

Expanding on Yoriichi changing his age: I feel like the older he presents himself, the more power he would have. So when he’s fighting, he’s somewhere between his 20s and 80s. However, because this takes up a lot of energy, when he’s not fighting he’s typically in the form of himself as a child or in his teens

whether or not his mentality/maturity is affected when he’s at different ages is up to the writer so long as it’s not portrayed in an erotic/kinky way

Yoriichi can give tips to the Hashiras that those in the Sengoku Era used (information always has the potential to be forgotten, so maybe there were some tricks that were forgotten about?)

can provide more information about Muzan and his weaknesses, since he was the only swordsman who came close to killing the Demon King

Interactions with Lady Tamayo and Yushiro!

Fluffy moments! Slice of Life, Found Family, all the tropes! Let him be the father to the Kamaboko Squad that they never had/lost (let him have the chance to be the father he never got to be)

Lots of interactions with Genya (is my favoritism showing?)

bonding over being the younger brother

bonding over their endless love for their older brothers

bonding over their older brothers who do so much to hurt them, but they just can’t stop admiring them

Let Yoriichi give Sanemi a talking to

yes, I understand why Sanemi acted towards Genya the way he did. He wanted to protect him, keep him out of danger. However. Good intentions DO NOT give you a free pass on bad actions.

the way that Sanemi treated Genya was cruel and frankly unacceptable; he could’ve gone about it in a much more mature manner

Interactions with Giyuu and Yoriichi!!

mostly bc Giyuu is my fav Hashira, but I notice a lot of similarities between them

Maybe Yoriichi can provide information about Kokushibo/Uppermoon 1?

Yoriichi has the flute that Michikatsu gave him with him in his ghost form

Additional weaknesses up to the writer (this goes for powers too)

Kamaboko Squad showing Yoriichi present-day things

A mix of fluff, angst, etc.

rating is up to the author

ANY SHIP is welcome so long as it is:

legal

not a pro-ship

treated respectfully/with some level of understanding

^^continuing from this, it doesn’t matter if you include SaneKane, SaneGiyuu, ShinoGiyuu, ShinoMitsu, SaneMitsu, ObaGiyuu, UzuRen, or any other pairing, polyamorous included. It doesn’t matter if there’s no ships at all. Everyone has there own preferences, and it’s up to both the reader and the writer to be respectful about it

This is all I’ve come up with for now! I’ll most likely come back and add more at some point, but if you have any ideas or suggestions let me know too!

If you end up using this idea, credit me with my Tumblr, and if you want to as well my AO3 which can be found in my profile :)

[nyxshadowhawk]

TWST Boys as Tarot Cards.

So apparently there's a theory that the 22 main characters of Twisted Wonderland are based on the 22 cards of the Major Arcana. I doubt it. (Compare to another visual novel, The Arcana, in which the characters are very obviously based on the Major Arcana.) But I got curious, and decided to arrange the boys according to the Major Arcana, just for fun:

0. The Fool — Ace An incoming freshman who just wants to have fun, and usually ends up along for the ride. He’s sort of an audience surrogate alongside Yuu. (It should really be Yuu in this position; Ace is obviously the Page of Cups. But we’re not doing the minor arcana.)

The Magician — Deuce Hardly the most powerful mage in the main cast, but one with the most potential, just at the edge of achieving his dreams. Also, his signature spell is pretty OP.

The High Priestess — Jade This one doesn’t fit perfectly, but I think it suits Jade’s role as Azul’s second-in-command, a mysterious and composed person who always knows more than he lets on.

The Emperor — Malleus This one’s pretty self-explanatory.

The Empress — Vil Also pretty self-explanatory. He’s not what I would call nurturing, but he embodies feminine power more than anyone else in the main cast.

The Chariot — Azul Defined by his ambition and determination, Azul grabs onto success with all eight legs.

The Lovers — Rook Obsessed with beauty, and torn between Vil and Neige at one point..

The Hierophant — Lilia The oldest member of the main cast, always willing to share his wisdom and life advice, with a sense of humor. (It would be funny to put him at The Hanged Man, since he’s always hanging upside-down, but it doesn’t suit his character.)

Strength — Jack I almost put Leona here (it’s usually a lion on the card), but Jack is a better fit. He’s streadfast, dedicated, a dependable friend, and has the most self-mastery of the freshmen.

The Hermit — Idia Self-explanatory.

The Wheel of Fortune — Floyd An unpredictable wild card.

Justice — Riddle Severe and unyielding, his devotion to the rules is second to none, and he administers harsh punishments for transgression. He’s not actually as cruel and arbitrary as he initially comes across, though, and his sense of justice becomes fairer.

The Hanged Man — Sebek It’s a little early to tell (I haven’t gotten up to date with book 7 because I’m stuck on those battle maps), but Sebek seems to be undergoing one of the most dramatic transformations of any of the main characters. He’s not exactly passive, but that’s part of the point — he needs to slow down and gain some maturity before he can do anything.

Death — Ortho It makes sense to put one of the Hades boys in this position, and… if ya know, ya know. Ortho’s story is also about breaking a state of stagnancy, ensuring that things change and move forward.

Temperance — Trey The most level-headed of the main cast, he’s always trying to temper Riddle’s wrath and keep things in balance. Also, he likes mixing things together to create tasty treats!

The Devil — Jamil The character most defined by limitation. He’s always holding himself back because of the hopeless situation he’s trapped in. He’s also duplicitous and a liar, he harbors spite, and and he holds all of Scarabia in bondage.

The Tower — Epel I’m putting him here just because he’s a little force of mass destruction! He doesn’t actually cause any true disasters or act as the harbinger of one.

The Star — Cater He approaches every situation with optimism, and tries to get the most out of life, despite (or because of) his own feelings. (Also, diamonds!)

The Moon — Leona After a lot of debating, I finally put Leona here. He’s not as mysterious as Jamil or Jade, but he’s quietly dealing with a lot of insecurity and fear, which he focuses on to the detriment of his strengths. I’ll be interested to see what he dreams about.

The Sun — Kalim A little ray of sunshine, the most genuinely happy of all the characters, who sees the good in everyone and brings joy wherever he goes.

Judgement — Silver Again, it’s a little early to tell, but Silver seems to be bringing a reckoning. He may be his friend’s only chance at redemption. Silver tends to take things at face value and assume the best of people, regardless of who they are or what they’ve done.

The World — Ruggie Through process of elimination, Ruggie arrives here. If I were making this an actual tarot deck, Ruggie would definitely be the Knight of Pentacles, and NRC itself would be The World.

[fullscoreshenanigans]

What is some of your favorite full score trio fanart?

Dear anon we will be here for hours, days even.

I wish this website would let you search multiple tags at once because I do have a fave tag (mobile version) but there's other posts in there too you'd have to go through (but I mean, I also love those too and think they're worth seeing lol).

I don't like reposting fanart for a variety of reasons, but some links and tag ramblings below the cut for some of them:

☆ "tire swing" by @notelectrictigerart

#ℍ 𝔼 𝔸 𝕃 𝕀 ℕ 𝔾 #I personally have an embarrassing distaste of tire swings but this... t h i s 🥺🥺 #like in the “NER in the Bird Cages” short story from the light novels Emma laments how Ray is never happy #and back then a lot of the time she probably thought he was being churlish and moody for no reason #so to capture a moment like this is... 🤧 #these are the moments that kept him going #also love the impressionist style of the greenery #and how the sun is filtering through the leaves and speckling on the tire #ty for sharing op this is beautiful

☆ Untitled by @tohmei

#this is how Ray sees them #him just off in the corner like #“I would and will die for you 🧡🙂🤍” #messin' me up lads #even if it's same hat lol #but no really this is gorgeous #with how bright the colors are around the two of them and their expressions #contrasting with how dark it is around Ray because he fully believes he has to shoulder all his burdens alone for years #and doesn't deserve to share in their light because of the things he's done #I'm always going to be emo over the emo son

☆ "I need a Ray-charge" by @uragirinoteme

#mf got shoujo bubble vision lkfjdkl #the most adorable and endearing lil shits Ray never stood a chance 🤍🖤🧡 #moments like these solidifying that everything will be worth it in the end‚ even if they end up hating him for i t#he might be biased but he just can't shake the belief of an inherent goodness in them #that makes them better people than him who deserve to be saved #I know I say Ray is a cat boy a lot and Emma's got the 83 face going on in the first two panels #but the way Norman is laying on him?? omg he gets the cat boy vibes/award this time #most contented cat on what he and Emma believe to be prime real estate |3

☆ Untitled by @vivithekid

#godddd I still fucking adore the soft tenderness of this piece so much #which is kind of wild when you think about it given how grey is usually associated with being dull and devoid of that #when it's the predominant tinge to a setting #but here it's just so calm and intimate with the fog and their proximity #and the way the pink and orange are overtly and subtly woven in throughout the piece #love it; along with the drop shadow around the flowers Emma's emitting to make them *pop* #and the details on their clothing!! #some of the pink is due to the cold outside sure but u///u #Norman tenderly placing a flower behind his ear is just...so sweet #he's treating him so delicately not because he's fragile or he thinks he needs to be babied #but because he deserves that kindness after all he sacrificed for them and he considers him to be something precious #(read: i am fucking emo) #and Ray's just stunlocked by the both of them because is this really happening?? 404 error lol #for a few seconds they can't even see the fog of his breath because he stopped breathing #the way he's holding onto that book out of shock but also as a kind of unconscious barrier because this is treading into new unknowns #and they're definitely not unwelcome but it's still scary in its own way all the same #for someone who relies so much on his memories and the knowledge he's read #(there were undoubtedly titles that featured romance at Grace Field but it's a bit different reading about it happening to others #and it happening to you)

☆ Monster AU doodles by @tempo-takoyaki

#THAT FUCKING NORMAN IN THE TOP RIGHT KDJFSAS #it is so rare for him to be the Person C in the birdsquirrel trio dynamic but he is so done with their shit #not even needing to look at Ray in the bottom left to figure out what he was thinking I love it #long-suffering; so long-suffering #also the lil crying one 🥺 with them nibbling on him with their little bby fangs 🥺🥺 precious 🤧 #“Emma doesn't need to do it she just thinks it's fun” #something something “Ray was doing it so I wanted to do it too” LKDFKLKJL #with Isabella and Ray being the only black-haired pureblood vampires these kids have ever met #makes me wonder if they're more inclined to pick up on their connection (combined with their enhanced senses)

☆ "🎉🦉🎂 Happy Birthday, Norman! 🎂🦉🎉" by @officersnickers

#Ray’s got melanin‚ Emma’s got freckles‚ they’re all blushing but Norman’s bushing the most out of them all #the outfits look like something kids would wear (also I'm biased and love hoodies so ray in a hoodie is gr8 in my book lol) #the definition of each of their jawlines but especially the birthday boy's #the details with the folds and shading on the clothes‚ the metallic shine to the balloons with their little crevices‚ #each of them having a candle corresponding to them on the cake that’s littered with little goodies #matching their respective hats that each have the others’ colors in their little poofs #the blurred confetti so we know we’re right in the midst of it erupting and falling around them #in this kinetic chaotic haze of love and warmth #it’s all what he deserve after everything <3

☆ kofi-request by @nekokat42

#can't believe they invented ot3s #← incredibly valid prev tag #love when people give Ray his shark teeth back love that cheeky confidence getting to come out in more relaxed circumstances #and Emma having the time of her life dancing and laughing aaaaahhh. healing 🤍🧡🖤 #love her outfit esp it looks adorable on her #and the way Norman and Ray pause to make eye contact with the latter mid-dance; beautiful

☆ "favorite genre of tpn content: WE LOVE NORMAN!!" by @pawphin

#filed under posts I'll reblog in perpetuity until blocked #to go with the previous reblog #Ouran uniform vibes are still v strong for me lol #but no I love how genius boy Norman is all ? and subdued and slightly bashful in the middle #as if he can't understand what could possibly warrant this intervention #as if he doesn't have any idea of how much they love and adore him and would do near anything for him #We Are All Love Norman Fanclub indeed #love how you capture their personalities with Norman being humbled and finding comfort in their presence #Emma (potentially on tiptoe <3) with a steeply slanted delighted smirk on her lips as she leans in #and Ray‚ whose expression is so frequently camouflaged by his fringe and who favors actions over words when it comes to these matters‚ #not wearing a matching smirk but following her lead without a second thought in such a sweet and tenderly fond fashion #not treating Norman delicately because he's fragile but because he considers him someone to be treasured #as one of his precious two in this moment #love how it all feels so natural to them as they inhabit each others' space #everyone's already cited how gorgeous the colors are but I love how the purples & pinks bring out the hint of pink in his eyes 💗💙 #so many little things to adore that combine into such a soft piece #god tier trio tbqh; can't believe they invented OT3s

☆ "Go for it, Ray!" by @mari-lair

#when i tell you these three have me by the neck i- #im love themb #← prev tags... yeah 🥺🤧🖤🧡🤍 #reblogging again because this is still so incredibly true #adore the moments of NE together adore their individual moments with Ray #it took me a sec to realize Emma and him were holding hands in their solo one; so precious 🤧 #probably during the Cuvitidala search #Norman's cocky side coming out during one of their chess matches #to say nothing of how he's the queen and Emma's the king out of the pieces in the background; all the little nuances in here 🧡🖤🤍 #and then ofc Ray being all sheepish and bashful in the center #he loves them so much and is so grateful they exist even if he thinks he doesn't deserve them :') </3

☆ "DO NOT SEPARATE THEM!!!!!!!!" by @lemcean

#𝕋 ℍ 𝔼 𝕄 🖤🤍🧡 #still absolutely adore this set so much with all of them taking turns being the center of the hug #love how the pink undertone of the shading infuses them with an even greater sense of cozy warmth and safety #love the little leans of each#NE leaning in to support #(and overwhelm bc after GF he's still working on expressing himself openly re:  “selfish” personal wants) a blushy mess of a Ray #as Norman gives him a headpat |3 #Norman's got a bit of height over both of them so Ray has to raise himself up a bit to fully get on his shoulder #but it's worth it to see the normally calm‚ cool‚ and collected emperor adorably frazzled 🤍🤍 #and then finally how they both lean down to Emma's height to embrace her #neither of them looking tense as melt into her embrace and you can almost hear the thrum of contentedness radiating from her #stealing another Sae line but ough 's the good good shit #[Love for Emma is not measured quantities to be doled out in scarcity like it is for him and Norman; love for Emma is a fact of life, like the air she breathes and the sun that warms her skin.] #the accuracy #can't believe they invented OT3s

☆ "Specimen" by Jean

#hey fucking kill me (most affectionate) #this is still so immaculate I can't get over it #the way Ray's and Emma's black-to-white ratios for their outfits are opposites while Norman's is more balanced #a cooler white used for him to harmonize with his hair #set against the rich red backdrop to subconsciously bring forth visions of fully bloomed vida fields #so visually striking #the melancholic aura of the piece as they all bow their heads forward #playing into the tragedy of them succumbing to the original fate that was in store for them #immortalized in the innocence of their youth #(akin to the chapter 113 art with the line-up of kids in the present with Norman as he was at Grace Field) #as they're paraded around in their fancy attire for the amusement of those who want nothing more than to feast on their flesh #but oh the way the boys delicately hold their hands out for Emma's to slip into; that unspoken trust and unconditional love #“It's going to be okay. The three of us—Norman‚ Ray‚ and me—are together.” #that reassurance that they're capable of the impossible #as the butterflies and specks of light dance around them in a near ethereal display #very grand very beautiful #though ngl now I'm kind of wishing they had to confront the demons in a more diplomatic manner #along the lines of what Norman does with Geelan or something like Peter showing up at Bayon's party in Ch73 #but with all of them in outfits like these; alas </3

☆ From 約ネバLOG by だいすけ 1881860

#a twist on the spin with Emma being paired with a field though still having the brighter warm colors #while Ray has the night sky but it's being reflected in a dark ocean with some waves for a nice touch #and then Norman with an incredibly blue sky and oceanscape that looks like it could be from the Seven Walls #which is funny considering he's the only one of the three who doesn't go there lol #think the first time i saw this was in a "Dusk Till Dawn" mini amv #and it took forever to find the original source qwq #bless AMV artists who list all their sources either in the description or in a Google doc

☆ "Today on Tori traces animation: Kekkai Sensen ED ft. fullscore trio" by @stray-tori

#𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑨𝑺𝑺??????????? #𝙏𝘼𝙇𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙀𝘿‚ 𝘽𝙍𝙄𝙇𝙇𝙄𝘼𝙉𝙏‚ 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘿𝙄𝘽𝙇𝙀‚ 𝘼𝙈𝘼𝙕𝙄𝙉𝙂‚ 𝙎𝙃𝙊𝙒-𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙋𝙋𝙄𝙉𝙂‚ 𝙎𝙋𝙀𝘾𝙏𝘼𝘾𝙐𝙇𝘼𝙍 #spoiled spoiled the fandom was so spoiled by you Tori; taking time to share the individual frames no less #strong competitor for my favorite of your TPN animated works omfgggg I can't get over how smooth and seamless this is #the extra work you put into including Emma's bow #and Ray coolly catching Norman from his fall after Emma surprises him with that rush (because if that isn't classically her) #the soft expressions they exchange‚ the mutual bounce and giddiness in their step as they fall into that shared rhythm with ease #borne from their years of finding solace in each other's presence #but oh the muted layer of horror with your ingenuity of placing them in a field of fully bloomed vida #instead of just tracing them over the original's stage background #and to top it all off‚ it's them in their shipment clothes (and not just one or the other but both the manga and anime variants) #similar to that heartbreaking mania Ray works himself up into in the climax of the escape arc #but viewed from the perspective of if Ray had kept the secret or if none of them knew the truth of the house #and them unknowingly dancing along to the cruel tune that was laid out for them over a thousand years ago #alternatively‚ the more upbeat view is them dancing to their own beat completely aware and defying fate #and them drawing strength from each other #a la “If there isn't a place out there for humans to live‚ we'll carve one out for ourselves. Together we'll change the world.” vibes #fun either way though!!! have I conveyed how much I adore this yet? #ty so much for sharing and leaving it for fans to enjoy to this day

☆ "12.05.24" by @bercybbc

#OMFGGGGGGGGGGGG #you op. you get them 🤍🖤🧡 #when you need to let your Ray who is full of love and loyalty know that he is deeply loved in return #the way Emma's hand is on his neck to gently tilt him closer to her #while Norman tenderly holds his chin so he can place a soft kiss to his cheek #(Emma's other hand resting on his wrist‚ sentiments so profoundly interwoven) #and the relaxed tension born of fondness you convey with the shape and slope of the latter's iconic brow especially‚ <3 #love how you define his Adam's apple and jawline too; so solidly satisfying #and their strong noses? their hands??? the way they melt into each other's touch and reaffirm each other's concept of home #can't get over it can't get over any of it #I'm that one sped-up gif of the guy walking into the living room and knocking over a vase on repeat (most affectionate) #ty for sharing this is a great start to my day

☆ "The trio 💕" by @h0lymanteca

#oh. oh they is hold. #they is hold and secure 🧡🤍🖤 #thinking about how protective Norman is of them that he fully accepted walking to his death not just once‚ but twice #and once he got them back at the paradise hideout it's like this lol #I love the small contented smiles on Emma's and Norman's faces #meanwhile Ray is feigning indifference but he can't stop the blush from creeping up on his face as he accepts the embrace and leans in #him and Emma both safely nestled in the crook of Norman's neck #after thinking they'd never be together again with him until the afterlife #stealing this from you for the umpteenth time sae but #[If Norman had to give a name for the emotion Ray seems to be feeling right now, he would say: relief.] #feel like that's what permeates this piece with the content yet small tired lines around Emma's eyes #but tired because they have a moment to safely relax and breathe #and Ray's definitely feeling that too #aaaa so soft 💕💕

☆ "they were alone in the kitchen and Ray came in for a morning hug <3" by @h0lymanteca

#filed under RENarts that drive me crazy stupid #the pure domesticity 💯👌👌😩 #me whenever I see Ray not wearing the blacks and greys he longed for at Grace Field #especially when Emma's associated with the sun‚ Norman's associated with the moon‚ and he's associated with the night sky/stars #nice detail with that pattern choice with how he's got an arm wrapped solidly around each one of them #the sky and stars gently enveloping the two in a safe and secure hug 🥺🤧 #perfect with those aforementioned associations as well as in capturing their typical demeanors?? #Ray coming in quietly and maybe comparatively subdued in the way he expresses his love and loyalty #but it's imbued in his actions and gestures and Emma and Norman can feel it emanating from him #also in his matching blush u///u #meanwhile Emma is unabashed in her open displays of affection and reacts with glee to Ray's joining her and Norman #while Norman will sort of act as a bridge between the two; usually never reaching Emma's levels of expressiveness #but still being more willingly to openly display his affections in a gentle way #like here with the contented smile and blush on his face as he's sandwiched between them #(not that he minds as the one most prone to freezing; why i hc him as sleeping in the middle 90% of the time) #that lean back so he can see more of Ray and make room for him #and it's all so warm too with this palette choice aaaaah 🖤🤍🧡 #also that hand on the hip #Ray might have interrupted but they don't mind :')

☆ "3" by @yaboybokuto

#such tender kissies #love the gentle contentment with Norem #smiling into each other with gentle touches #the casual giddiness with Rayem #at least for Emma; Ray looks a little timid but the gesture feels familiar #the soft passion with Norray #Ray almost looks a little desperate reaching up to kiss him #their hands and expressions do a great job of conveying their different dynamics #they are tender #← incredible and accurate prevs #also love how the blush streak across each of their faces #leads to a visually pleasing asymmetrical symmetrical path for the eye to follow on a first viewing of the piece #love how OP gets REN

☆ "As I drew it, I remembered NER holding hands." by @vinokurinner

#wow can't believe they're married now #hands is hold 🤝 #the way they do it so delicately too‚ ah |3 <3 but especially the way Ray tenderly cups and takes Norman's? #Like bitch what?? 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵??? (utmost affection) #Norman's little bow to Emma and the way he's standing so proper with his hands behind his back as she's putting the ring on Ray fjdvkld #love how the comic is primarily composed of white‚ black‚ and pink to really make their rings stand out #they all look so dashing?? i love Emma's nontraditional wedding outfit so much??? #also love how they're balanced in the last panel since Norman and Ray both gained a head on Emma #and how she's got this officiating pose for the final leg of their exchange #good stuff great stuff

☆ "I just finished Promised Neverland soooo" by @vassssssssssss

#LONG-HAIRED NORMAN LONG-HAIRED NORMAN HOLY SHIT #i've only ever seen Sunny draw him with long hair aaaaah #m'guy close to pulling a Julius; he will never beat the Ratri allegations in my eyes #likewise Ray displaying the most PDA out of a trio pic is rare but not unwelcome #him with stubble 🖤🖤 i will always be on the hc of him growing a beard when he's older #love the choice in gold effects for each of them #along with the quiet‚ serene atmosphere as they all lean into each other and draw solace from each other's presence #built up from a lifetime of familiarity and safety #literally just used this a few days ago but once again pulling out the sae defending quote [In hindsight—it’s probably been true since they were children playing tag in trees, too young to know anything except each other.] #bc yeah kill me softly with that one #also tiny note like the detailing/strokes used for their eyebrows

☆ "compilado REN" by @7w7thais

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #ALL THE LITTLE SNAPSHOTS OF PURE DOMESTIC BLISS #AND THEIR RINGS FUCKING AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 🖤🧡🤍🖤🧡🤍🖤🧡🤍 #okay i'm (ostensibly) normal and (slightly more) coherent now #Norman being tall and bulky enough to fit a little Emmita in his jacket with her adorable beret doubles the adorable #Norman as a Sylveon to Ray's Umbreon oh that's nice; also that the latter was willing to get into the kigurumi without much fuss lol #them doing facials together and 𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 that cuddling under the covers #with Norman looking pleased as punch at that behind kiss #adore the way you covey how they each carry themselves because I always feel that energy and fervor thrumming beneath the surface for Emma #girl just has so much love to give and makes no attempt to deny the obvious (nor believes she should) #while Norman and Ray are more subdued and reserved in their displays of affection but by no means does that make them less loving #the quiet reveling in the mundane (especially in that bottom left one with Ray nestling into the crook of his neck 🤍🖤) #further evidence Ray is a cat #that bottom right one of him and Emma looking so content |33 #special shoutout to the soft look he gives her in the top right he's in his element cooking is one of his love languages <3 #oh and the way she cards through his hair while he's playing the switch; they fit together so naturally after everything #AND AND Norman shaving the peach fuzz off his face and winding up baby-skin smooth (nothing less than perfection ✨✨) #while Ray looks on with a quirked brow of interest jkfsj #love how you play with the square jawline in the shadow while he still has a softer‚ rounder one #aaand I'm running out of tag space but as always love the way you get them and show your love for them; a patron saint of REN 🙏🖤🧡🤍

☆ "💕" by @7w7thais

#LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO #Thais I'll never be over the way you capture the warm tenderness between them #interwoven with a playful mischievousness and underlined with a delighted steady giddiness #particular like the confident‚ open cheekiness Ray displays as a means of saying “come on‚ you know you love me” #wrt to whatever he's just said #the repeated reverie at having that constant of home in each other's arms after everything they've been through #almost not believing it's real as they soak in the moment before the reassurance that it is with each embrace #and how they enrich each other's lives in the ways they challenge and inspire each other #making sure to live up to the sentiments of “I'll show you something cool‚ so shut up and follow” with something new every day #'s the good stuff 💯👌👌 love how that's all reflected in their eyes and body language #and the lighting for enhancement #also Ray's piercings yeees <3

☆ "pampering Emma" by @bakeddeer

#filed under RENarts that drive me crazy stupid #[woah woah woah hold up#THIS ARTSTYLE??? it’s so unique and whimsical and geometric but still soft?? like how?? #I love the glow and how both Emma and Ray appear to generate light while Norman doesn’t #it’s so SAD and so PRETTY #like op please illustrate a book or publish an art collection I would pay] #← realest prev prev tags fr fR #alt Emma is the one emanating light/who the light is centered on and they're both just basking in it #(“just” from their perspective with their self-worth issues </3) #her and Ray have glow-in-the-dark shoelaces‚‚‚even the president would be jealous‚‚‚ #110% agree about the geometric style it feels so jaunty and perfectly reflective of their respective dynamics with her pre-Escape #(though her cravat paired with her in a skirt initially threw me lol) #Norman being more hands on and open in the way he holds her and cradles her head as she delights in telling him something #Ray hands off and feigning nonchalance but very much willing to let her be this up in his personal space #and wouldn't even consider letting her fall #for him to treat her the same way as Norman would be inauthentic to all of them #thus we arrive at the caption (which is‚ gah‚ love how much is said so simply) and how they each do that in their own ways #love the grand cosmic and ethereal feel to this with the coloring and enhanced by the speckling and lack of a background #making it feel like they're adrift in a pure distillation of each bond #god they are fucking everything and this set is fantastic; sun and moon imagery unparalleled and immaculate

☆ "Stay" by @theamazincactus

#filed under posts I'll reblog in perpetuity until blocked #the way this art still drives me absolutely fucking 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 (most affectionate) #how they're floating in this black nothingness as he's just lost and adrift before they gently confront him #at first i almost didn't see Ray (</3) #but nope he's just got himself wrapped around Norman's back as they surround him from both sides dlkfjl 🖤🤍🧡 #because if that isn't the most Ray approach: to offer that silent yet steady comfort; that undying‚ unyielding loyalty #After the powerful declarations they give him in Ch153 #“I've decided that I won't let you kill yourself anymore. That I won't let you go it alone‚ Norman.” #“We don't want a future where you're going to suffer. No matter what result it brings.” #they've gotta be firm because he's so damn obstinate klsfjkls #but underneath that there's the very palpable fear of losing him when they just got him back #and this desperate and gentle and admittedly selfish (but they don't care and they'll accept the consequences) plea #that's so simple yet weighed with so much gravity to speak to the core of his soul and what he wants for himself. “𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑦.” #love how in the midst of all this there's light bathing them from above but not quite engulfing them #as Norman is just on the precipice of this pivotal decision #love how his eyes are the only blue in the pic to highlight how terrified and vulnerable he feels #(his soul is bare before them yet he continues to hesitate in returning either of their holds) #but Ray and Emma accept him in his entirety i'm fucking. love them so much your honor 🖤🤍🧡 #ty so much for sharing this op it's still so appreciated

☆ "look fullscore trio are soulmates and no one– NO ONE – can convince me otherwise." by @salsae

#Phil goes to Harvard and they are the proudest older sibs 🥳 #always love when people incorporate how even when they're older their family is still so v important to them #also cannot overstate how amazing and healing it is to see Norman so carefree to the point where he's willing to dance with them #(it comes as no surprise for Emma‚ but Norman? just getting to be silly without any pretense #after how meticulously he curated the Minerva persona to shield himself? aaah love that for him) #“Emma's living her best life‚ cuddling with her bfs‚ in her bf's jacket‚” #“watching weird (but cute) animal videos w her big giraffe phone case‚ let's just fast-forward to this future thanks” #YES PLEASE WORDS CANNOT EVEN BEGIN TO DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I ADORE THIS MIDDLE PIC 🖤🧡🤍 #just. the pure domesticity and their chaotic arrangement on the couch. and emma being allowed to have hair below her neck #'s beautiful #“Ray is always in the middle for expressions of love‚ but when they're cuddling/in bed Norman is in the middle b/c the other two run warm.” #“Any other time Emma is in the middle” yes yes yeeeeeeesssssssss fully agree #(outside of the middle swapping around for whoever might be in need of some extra tlc on a bad day) #i love the way you get them sm sae 🧡🖤🤍

☆ "more full romo full score trio" by @salsae

#SAE WORDS CANNOT EXPRESS HOW MUCH I ADORE THIS #just. fuuuuuuck i've said this so many times but i love how you get them #the pure adoration in NR's eyes as they look at each other and the way Norman tenderly tilts up Ray's face #meanwhile Emma is a cat personified as she arches her back in content against Ray to nuzzle up to his chin #even her face is scrunched up like one kdfjsd 🧡 #meanwhile the way her hand rests on Norman's‚‚‚🧡🤍 love how the aura around her ring emanates as well #and then the second pic where the boys switch off to making sure she's pampered nestled between them #and the way Ray delicately kisses her freckled shoulder as his fingers are interlaced with Norman's #not with a desperate grip but more lightly as they revel in the sensation of touch #(just love how you drew the hands but esp where the pinkies lay to convey they're in the middle of movement) #all to be expected from a patron saint of REN bless you for this bounty 🙏🧡🤍🖤

☆ "We'll show you something great, so shut up and marry us" by @salsae

#filed under posts I'll reblog in perpetuity until blocked #I still love this piece sm Sae the sunbeams to bless their union and highlight their rings are immaculate #along with imbuing the autumn scene with a cozy warmth while using the contrast of the cool blue sky to make them pop in the foreground #the S1e11/Ch33 callback is nothing short of brilliant with how it was used to connect the three of them #now elevated by Norman being physically present beside RE it is everything. to me. #also will forever champion older Ray sporting a beard like his dad Yuugo :'')

[ms--lobotomy]

I missed the last day of MerMay, but as @kit-williams wisely proclaimed, it is now hot mer summer. [Previous] [Next]

Summary: You and Mortarion calm down together.

Word Count: 1012

Content Warnings: mutual pining but you bastards are right next to each other, a frankly disgusting amount of uwu,

Image Credit: @squishyowl

The sun hung low in the sky, painting it with purples and oranges and pinks. You were situated in the water, treading slightly as you surveyed Mortarion. His tail swished around as you looked at his wounds. You ran your finger slightly above them, careful not to outright touch them. They were healing nicely, save for the little hiccup when Typhus showed up unannounced a few days ago. Mortarion's face was expressionless as ever as he watched your hands trail along him.

"What's the verdict?" he asked, lightly grabbing your wrist.

Your hand fumbled at the motion. "I!" you started, before clearing your throat. "I, uh. I think that you'll be able to return to the sea in a week." You looked up at him, unable to hide the twinge of sadness in your eyes before you looked away.

"I..." he started, retracting his arm from your wrist. You grabbed it with your other hand and kept it there, your heart beating profusely in your chest.

"...Stay here," you said, "please?" The two of you lingered there for a moment. A slight smile dusted your face, and Mortarion looked... relaxed. His eyes were slightly closed, and his breathing was even against you.

"For how long?" he asked, a slight worried twinge to his voice.

You paused. "I, uh," you started, your face going warm. "As long as you want... Morty."

He exhaled at the nickname, but didn't comment on it. Your hand rested against his chest, and you'd just now realized that he'd pulled you close with his free hand.

"As long as I want?" he asked. "I think you'll find yourself in the pool for a very long time." You looked up at him, locking eyes with him. He smiled- the first time he smiled in your company since he was found. His teeth were sharp in his mouth, and it was a bit of a scary expression on him, but you couldn't help smiling back at him.

"I wouldn't mind that," you mumbled as he lowered himself in the water, coming face to face with you. He wrapped his other arm around your back, yours coming to rest on his chest with the other.

He uttered your name, soft and somehow sweet on his lips. You looked at him, expecting a follow up, but it didn't come before he stared at you for a few moments. His eyes felt like they were boring into you, but you felt safe with him, somehow.

"Do forgive me for what I am about to do."

You tensed up. Was he going to drown you? All of your fears were assuaged when he put his thin lips on yours, one hand running through your hair. You felt the tips of his claws at the back of your head, close to you but nowhere close to sinking into your flesh. You relaxed, returning the kiss. The two of you were locked there for a moment before he finally relented with a slight chuckle.

"I was hoping you wouldn't mind," he said, pressing you close to him again.

"Wait, wait wait wait," you said, your face flushing warm again. You turned away from him, and he relaxed his hold on you. "Does this mean that we're..."

"Lovers?" asked Mortarion, his voice raspy yet soothing. "Only if you want to be," he said before saying your name again. It sounded so nice when it was on his lips. "I know it's been quick, it's just..." he sighed. "The apothecaries and the healers down under don't treat me like a person. Like you do."

"I see," you said, grasping for one of his hands. He took it, even though he was far larger than you. "I... uh..." you started. "Oh, dear. I'd like to say something, but I feel..." you trailed off, "nervous? About it?"

"Let it out," he mumbled, his thumb running over the side of your hand.

"Okay. Well, I would be more than happy to be yours," you said with a sigh. Your eyes closed, and you relaxed into his grip again.

If your eyes had stayed open just a moment longer, you'd have seen how his eyes widened, how he looked at you with nothing less than love in his eyes. His free hand moved back through your hair, wet at the ends and where he'd touched you last but dry everywhere else. You leaned into his touch like a cat.

...

"He's healing well," you told your coworkers in the break room. You barely looked up from your phone, your mind buzzing with thoughts of the previous evening. "I think we should be able to release him soon."

"Good," said Stella. "I trust that there haven't been any hiccups in the recovery process?"

You felt Typhus's hazel gaze on you, hot and intimidating. "He tried to escape once," you said, your face heating up. "It was just me there." You felt Typhus look down. "He tried to escape, and I managed to coax him back into the pool."

"Very good," Stella replied.

"And I can't imagine it's been easy on your wallet either," said Maya, quirking an eyebrow.

"...No," you replied, shuddering internally at the cost of all of the fish you had him try out. The money you'd come into had helped, but you still had to pay for housing, and your own food, and little treats from time to time.

"There's some rich parents in the picture," yawned the short man with a taper fade. "The merman'll be fine."

"We're going to need to release him," grunted Typhus, crossing his hands. "But maybe just two of us should do it. I wouldn't want us to all call out sick one day."

"I can do it," you piped up, "he's already at my place."

"No offense, but you're kind of..." Typhus stepped close to you, looking you up and down. "Hmm. You're not the strongest, is what I'm trying to say."

"I'm going to do it," you said, feeling a shiver run down your spine. "And you can come with me or not."

Taglist: @bispecsual@justeverythingnothingelse@bleedingichorhearts @nekotaetae@historitor-bookshelf

[raayllum]

Do you have any headcanons of callum being protective/considerate/thoughtful with rayla? I'm so in love with how gentle he was with her this season.

Callum planting flowers from the Silvergrove in the castle gardens as a surprise and then convincing her to take a 'moonlit' stroll with him one night once they're ready so he can show them off

It's non traditional but he knows the main reason she hates the water is because she always feels unsteady on her feet so he gets her a grip mat for the tub so she can feel more centered

Redoing her braid for her whenever it comes undone and stitching up little tears and frayed edges in her clothing/cloaks because he knows how to sew

On that note: getting her a new cloak because her old one is tattered and doing up the clasp for her / tugging her in close by the hood for nose and mouth kisses if he's not smiling too much

Him and Ezran collecting a whole bunch of things during the timeskip to save up to give to her so that the castle can feel like home

So many forehead kisses and just gentle hand squeezes. Three squeezes means "I love you" and he'll trace the words onto her back or side sometimes when they're just laying together

He definitely talked privately to Opeli (and probably the guards) after the 5x01 throne room debacle and gave them a piece of his mind / new protocol to follow when it comes to them being concerned about Rayla's actions (ficlet here)

For that matter: absolute death glares to anyone who gives her a hard time at the castle / any diplomatic function (and probably almost causes a political incident or two over it)

Him murmuring the sappy love poetry he's read in her ear even when she rolls he eyes and can't quite hide her smile, working up his nerve to write personal poems of his own for her

Little things he did this season like being the one to handle the reigns of their mount the bulk of the time as soon as they started sharing because he knows she's not a morning person and is a light sleeper, so she holds onto his middle and he lets her doze for most of the day whenever he can

Requesting mints at inns they stay in that don't have any already / using magic to carve the soap into little shapes if they aren't that way to begin with and leaving them, once again, as little surprises for her to discover

If/when Rayla wants or needs time away from Stella (sparring perhaps) the cuddlemonkey is almost always with Callum and he makes sure she's cared for too. She's fussy about getting brushed and hard to pin down thanks to the six hands, so he'll usually help get her sitting still while Rayla does the actual grooming

Him using cooling spells for her when it's hot on summer nights (like in 4x07) and heating his hands to lay on her tummy when she gets period cramps

Normally he'd never throw his weight around as a prince, but he absolutely will on her behalf, whether it's getting something she wants from a servant tea/food wise or making sure they are treated well / have a nice place to stay while travelling

"It's none of your concern--" "It very much is her concern, and watch your tone."

Giving her his scarf whenever it's cold, of course

Making sure she's not overworking her bad wrist and giving little massages to that and her ankles when she's been doing a lot of jumps/movements that day, especially as they get older

His sketchbook is equally hers (even if she uses it far less often of course) and there's a few pages near the back designated for her to leave notes or doodles or whatever she wants when she's bored and/or he's not using it (he's very proud of how her drawing has improved)

Getting heavy duty enchanted blinds from Lux Aurea for her room so it can keep the sun out so she can sleep in / can give her room more of a twilight light quality so it can remind her of the Silvergrove (if she wants)

There are some meetings he can't get out of as crown prince but they're long and boring so he does his best to convince Rayla to go and spend her afternoon doing something she wants. (She usually stays for at least the first half anyway to support him and Ez)

Drawing memories and stories she tells him about her family and then giving her the pages so she can hold onto / remember them

Rayla still having a hard time articulating how she's feeling sometimes and getting upset/angry/embarrassed when it comes out wrong, so he takes her hand and gets her to take a steadying breath and start over with a gentle "Try again. What are you meaning to say?" if she says something obtuse/that comes out wrong

Ofc taking care of her when she's sick no matter how disgruntled or snotty she gets and reading to her quietly/stroking her hair until she falls asleep

Taking her to his favourite places in the castle/kingdom/Pentarchy for dates and private times to hang out alone, insisting on carrying their picnic basket because he's a Prince, Rayla, and chivalry isn't dead

Callum working very hard to learn traditional Moonshadow elf (no matter how much she teases him for his pronunciation) so he can use it to propose to her

[aroaceleovaldez]

okay outside of the retcons and continuity errors in TSATS, I think the main part that bugs me is how much the book seems to infantilize Nico, particularly relating to his relationship with Will. Especially because the book seems to remember and then forget again that Nico is autistic only when it’s convenient to infantilize him further.

Nico is randomly nerfed and basically helpless at literally everything the entire book. There is not a single fight EVER in the book that he actually fights without someone else very directly doing the work for him or actively helping him (usually LITERALLY holding his hand), save for that singular time where he sneak-attack kills the monster that just regenerated, but honestly that doesn’t really count as a fight. Or the aeternae, but they literally weren’t attacking him.

He’s in the underworld! He’s been dating Will for a year! How is he completely incapable of the simplest tasks? He tries to help Will - in the infirmary (is helpless at it), patch up his wounds (Will’s condition only worsens), put batteries in a sun lamp (he drops the batteries) - every time he manages to fuck up like he’s never done a single task in his life before. He runs away from every fight or someone else does the work for him because he’s randomly incapable of it for some random excuse. He completely loses several notable powers of his (only ever using one of his powers the entire book, and the only other reference to his powers is his shadow-travel which we don’t actually see) and acts like he’s physically incapable of them even though they logically should be the best answer for a particular situation (geokinesis! dream powers! influencing fear/nightmares! one-tap kill dissolve-you-to-bones! rip souls out of living people!) Yet Will randomly can do everything he can’t - generates two completely new powers to fight Nyx with (alongside bringing back an old power that got forgotten)! Plus a third (growing flowers/plants) that doesn’t even have anything done with it! Can pick the fruit from Persephone’s garden when Nico can’t (LITERALLY IN NICO’S OWN HOME)! Nico panicking? Soothes him without even trying. Will saves Nico in fights like five different times when he’s supposed to be the one with zero combat experience and explicitly isn’t a fighter (and doesn’t even have a weapon) and Nico’s the one who lived on his own as a rogue for three years! They’re in the Underworld, Nico’s home, and Will - WHILE ON DEATH’S DOORSTEP. LITERALLY. - is more powerful than him! For no reason! Nico is a Big 3 kid! He’s SUPPOSED to be extremely op! We don’t even see Nico speak to any true ghosts the entire book and they even acknowledge that he’s Ghost King!

And then on top of it all, the narrative keeps treating Nico as not knowing what’s best for himself and making Will always correct. Or making it so Will is the only one who is able to comfort Nico ever. And have Nico constantly refer to Will with almost exclusively babyish pet-names - “Night-light,” “Care bear” (when logically Nico shouldn’t even know anything about Care Bear lore?), even “sun therapy lamp” isn’t great. The constant “My little ball of darkness” also isn’t great? Like, if you establish that Nico’s extremely short, then it’s not as bad cause then it’s a height joke, but since the book never establishes that it just reads as more infantilizing.

I get they were trying to hype up Will for this book and let him have some action scenes so it wasn’t just Nico dragging him through the Underworld for 50 chapters while he does nothing but be emotional support. And Nico’s powers usually means he very often acts as an almost literal dues ex machina in a lot of plots. But you can still work with that without nerfing Nico so much, or completely infantilizing him! Just because Nico has trauma doesn’t mean he can’t be capable on his own, and that doesn’t have to negate him having people he leans on for support! These things can coexist!

[beemochi-art]

Oplita ask meme: 3, 13, 22, 25, 27, 34. Go wild, and I hope you feel better.

I am feeling better today thanks 😊

3) Elita initiates PDA more. She knows he’s a Prime and he needs to keep up ✨appearances✨ but sometimes she can’t help it! She’ll rub up against him or huh his arm. Optimus is not going to stop her, no matter how much Ratchet scolds them about it. Op will only really initiate hand holding. He’ll stand next to her until she grabs his hand instinctively.

13) I feel like Optimus likes to ask her if she’d like to go on a cruise with him. He’ll usually ask the night before so they can go early in the morning, before the sunrise. They talk on their coms while driving, enjoying the nice morning breeze and morning sun, usually Optimus has a place he’d like to show her, so where pretty or interesting he found. He gets excited when she gets to explore somewhere new. If Op is really really wants to make it special he probably goes there ahead of time to make it extra special. Elite’s breath is taken away, Op let’s on more charm than he lets on.

When they finally get back to base everyone is barely waking up (Except ratchet). Op is getting extra loved on.

Elita wants to out due him with date ideas but all she’s got is a relaxing day in the hab. Optimus is more than happy with this.

22) Elita give him words of affirmation. Always telling how good he is and stuff to get his confidence up. Her love language is also physical touch, as stated before she’s all over him.

Optimus love language is acts of love. If there is something he can do for her he’ll do it. Often times op will do the chores that were assigned to her around base. Yeah it not fair, but the more time she has the more time she has to spend with him. That also falls into his other love language, spending time with her. Quality time with the ones he loves is the most important thing to him. They are in a war and realistically he doesn’t know how much time he has.

25) “what’s there not to love?” -Elita.

Physically speaking, I mean he big. Big all over 🤭. But seriously tho, he’s kind and makes her feel safe. He is shy and you wouldn’t expect that if you barely met the guy. Especially cause he comes off as intimidating at first (she found it sexy.) but the goes away with the more time you spend with him and the team. He’s loving to a fault and cares a lot, though little bit too much overthinking. She likes how he treats the ones around him his faction having more of a family dynamic. They follow him out of respect and not not out of fear. He spends time with his team and tries to go the extra distance to show he cares. He’s a diff ent kind of prime for sure. He’s got his issues but his dedication to trying better himself is well… incredible attractive.

Optimus knew exactly who she was when he first saw Elita. It’s his old fling Ariel from his time of being Orion pax. They were going steady until he became a prime. Then it was like she disappeared and he could never seem to seek her out again. Time has not betrayed her. She’s still beautiful, more so now. Despite everything she never lost her spark or her wit. But she’s gained her skill as warriors. She incredibly strong and not someone you want to throw down with.

“Yes, incredible is the best word to describe her.” -Prime

The love she has shown him has been more than he thinks he deserves. Always touching him, it makes him feel like he’s floating. He’s glad they were able to reconnect.

27) “We’re not CRAZY!! Only the bedroom will do.” -Elita. She seems to frequently forget they have done it during their little dates. Almost every time.

34) things get scary and real often. Almost dying, getting hurt, the rest of the team getting hurt. Lucky Optimus hasn’t had to deal with Elita getting injured badly, yet. But Optimus is a magnetic for getting gravely injured or gored. Dating a prime is… uhh let’s just say very emotionally draining. Seeing him like that constantly is the worst. And Elita is is usually helpless to do anything, she is near by making sure not to get in the way of Ratchet. Bumblebee is the one that steps in to comfort Elita. The rest of the team does their best to comfort her too but Bumblebee will not leave her side. When she’s aloud to she won’t leave his side either. Ratchet will ask her to get things for him like an extra energon run, just to give her something to do.

Once Op is recovering and doing better she’s very quiet. It is very noticeable because she’s a chatterbox. Optimus can’t do much but apologize and try to be more careful next time. She’ll get over her grief but it doesn’t hurt less the next time it happens.

[because-of-a-friend]

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MASTERLIST

Hi guys, I’m back! Sorry I was gone for so long, I got so busy this past year, I thought I might have to retire this blog for good. But I’m going to try and make time for it, let’s hope it works out this time!

Disclaimer: It has been a LONG time since I’ve written ~anything~ so I am plenty rusty lol.

Thanks for the request anon! This is such a cute prompt! Hope I delivered! After this I’ll have four drafts left and then I can answer the requests in my inbox!

Warnings: Mentions injuries/illnesses, blood, let me know if I missed anything!

Word Count: 1k

Remember that gifs aren’t mine! If you like them, pls click through to show their OPs some love!

You have to laugh as Seungcheol loudly announces to Jeonghan that his head is hurting

You two have been going through this cycle since you were first hired a few months ago

At the beginning, Coups had an excuse to talk to you all the time

Since you were new to the team, he took point on explaining important info to you

What allergies the boys had

Previous injuries you needed to be aware of

Where they generally kept their first-aid supplies

But once you had it all down, there was no reason for him to talk to you on a daily basis

But by this point, Cheol had realized that he very much liked speaking to you

He felt that you two had connected well and wanted to get to know you more

But since you were on the med team, you were often quite busy seeing as there were thirteen members that were in constant need of check-ups, aid with different levels of injuries, and general everyday care to combat the strain they put on their bodies

You hardly ever had time to just speak to him

The only time you really could 

Was when you were treating him

So Seungcheol had started to come up with any excuse under the sun to come and talk to you

First he was constantly complaining that he must have sprained his wrist, or twisted his ankle or pulled a muscle

Then he was constantly getting stomache aches

After that he was getting rashes or little scratches

Now he was in a phase of faking headaches to come and talk to you about it

You knew all of his injuries were fake from the very beginning

He stopped cradling his first “sprained wrist” to tell Seungkwan off for being too loud

He ate full meals that the other boys ordered even when he had his “stomach aches”

You had started carrying around makeup wipes to clean off his supposed “scratches and rashes”

Someone complaining of a headache was a little harder to disprove though

But you were sure you’d catch him somehow

You had begun to enjoy playing this little game with him

As well as the time you got to spend with him because of it

“Well you don’t have a fever,” you tucked your thermometer back into your medical bag

Seungcheol sat in front of you with a pout on his face

“Are there any other symptoms?” you ask

Seungcheol dutifully shakes his head

“Well do you want a pain reliever? Or maybe I should tell them to send you home and rest?” you feel his forehead once more for good measure

“Oh...” he hesitates, “I don’t think it’s serious enough for either of those...”

You smile to yourself

It was quite cute to watch him fumble with trying to feign sickness without  exposing himself

“Well should we schedule an appointment with a neurologist to make sure this isn’t a problem?” you push him further

“No, you take care of me well enough” Seungcheol beams

“Well we have to find a solution eventually,” you sigh. “How’s your water intake? Or did you add anything new to your diet? Increase your screentime?”

“No, they just started out of nowhere,” Seungcheol shrugs innocently

“Well I suppose I can let you go for today but, if it happens again, I’m sending you to the doctor”

“[Y/N]!” one of the managers calls for you. “We need your help prepping supplies for the next concert.”

You give Cheol a bit of a smug look, knowing you’ve backed him into a corner with his latest fake sickness and then

You rush off to help

Seungcheol sighs as he watches you leave

He just lost another excuse to spend time with you

Later that evening Joshua watches with pure amusement as Seungcheol paces back and forth in the dorm 

“Should I say I think I have a sinus infection? Or maybe I could claim of frequent muscle spasms... I feel like constipation has to be my last move.”

“I feel like constipation is a never move,” Joshua interrupted. “Just tell [Y/N] that you like them.”

“I can’t do that, what if they don’t even like me?” Seungcheol complains

“Well then you have an answer and you can stop wasting both of your time,” Josh shrugs

“Wasting time,” Seungcheol repeats. “What if they really don’t like me and I’ve just been annoying [Y/N] this whole time?” 

He hates the feeling settling in the pit of his stomach

He begins to remember all the times you would shut him down as quick as possible 

Or when you would rush off to help someone else as soon as you were done exposing a fake injury of his

How you would sigh and roll your eyes before walking away

Apparently he failed to notice the playful look on your face as you did so

“What? I don’t think [Y/N] would put up with it if you were truly wasting their time,” Joshua protests

“No, I really should stop. It’s [Y/N]’s job and I should leave them alone to do it. Let’s just start getting ready for the concert tomorrow”

Seungcheol’s mood is noticably down for rehearsals the next day

The other boys are off because of it and they’re trying all they can to cheer him up

You notice as well and begin to wonder if Seungcheol is genuinely sick for once 

And then you feel really worried because he usually would use any excuse to come speak to you but he’s not even trying to mention what’s obviously bothering him

“Are you feeling alright?” you corner him, once again pressing a hand to his forehead

“I am, just worried about this performance,” Cheol reaches up to grab your hand, his thumb pressing into your palm as he pulls it away from his head

Then he just walks off

You feel really uneasy about the concert

Everyone else does too

Seungcheol may not be exhibiting any symptoms of sickness but it’s obvious he’s distracted and not ready to perform

Anxieties rise throughout the day but quickly stave off as the concert begins

As usual, Seventeen pulls through and the concert goes well

Even with Cheol somewhat distracted 

But the good feelings end as quickly as they begin

When Cheol falls during a song 

At first it looks like just a simple stumble

But as your watching the big screen, you see the horrified expression form on Seungkwan’s face as he looks down at his leader

You rush to the side of the stage as the other members help him off

They set him down on a chair in front of you and run back off to do crowd control

You quickly see why Seungkwan had seemed so disturbed

When Cheol had tripped, he had fallen against one of the stage props and scraped up his shin

The wound didn’t seem deep but it was large and producing plenty of blood

Coups feels terrible

Not even 24 hours after he decided to leave you alone

And here is a situation where you have to be with him

He can’t even think of his injury

He can only think of how he’s going to apologize and get out of your hair

He’s tested ten different apologies in his head before he actually looks at you

Your hands are gentle as you clean the blood and sanitize the wound

Cheol notices how you hesitate everytime you rub the disinfectant over his leg, seeing if it’ll cause him pain or not 

There is a time where it does sting and he sucks in his breath

You look up at him and Cheol’s heart clenches

You look so worried

Your eyebrows are furrowed and there’s sweat on your forehead 

“Does it hurt a lot? I promise I’m almost done” you say 

Your voice is so genuine and kind

Cheol has to stop himself from grinning at how sweet and caring you’re being

“I’m ok, do what you need to do”

You wrap the bandages carefully once the wound is clean, even going back over where you feel you didn’t do a good enough job

“Does that feel ok?” you stand and put a hand on his shoulder, indicating with your other hand that he should move his leg and test the wrappings

He nods, “Thank you”

Then he gets up and heads towards the stage

“Woah,” you stop him with a hand on his chest, “where are you going?”

 He grabs your hand the same way, a thumb pressed to your palm, but he doesn’t move it away from him this time

“Back out,” he gives you the smile he uses when he wants something

“You can’t go back out there,” you insist, hoping he can’t feel how warm you’re getting while he holds your hand

“It would be best for the fans to see that I’m ok,” Cheol says more seriously this time

You think it over

“...You’ll have to sit in a chair for the rest of the performance,” you insist

“I’ll accept that with my own condition,” Cheol is beaming at you again

“And what would that be?” you laugh

“I take you to dinner after”

Before you can respond, he pulls you towards him, kisses your cheek, and runs off onto the stage with a chair

And your hand flies to your own forehead to check your tempertature

[bamgyw]

hi my dear, I recommended your au to two friends and they are obsessed just like me! I was talking to one of them about soobin and now I'm thinking about something... what did yn's father do to make soobin not talk to her like that anymore... like they didn't know each other... he even treated her like if it was something sinful (that's what I think from the way he talks about her with beomgyu) it even seems like something that was contaminated by her father…

i’m going insane thinking about it

(right so i've discussed this with op on private chat first because i wasn't sure what they meant. but now i do, so i can answer properly)

so this is the bit you're referring to;

"when daddy found out, he locked himself into the master bedroom with soobin one morning and didn't let him go until the sun began to hide.

soobin left that room broken and dead in life, just like his mom, but he didn't have one single bruise. maybe daddy really was god, after all. soobin never spoke to you again."

and guess what. I'M NEVER GONNA FUCKING TELL YOU WHAT HAPPENED. i know what i think happened. but the feeling is much more powerful if i leave it for you to imagine.

so there you go.

[x-heesy]

All these pussy

All these pussy

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

Pullup on em

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

I let my fangs drain 'em, venom through his gang's brain

Pussy fuck around, i spin your block and let my nuts hang

Wicked bloodline, leaking from the main veins

Ducking outta cover, hit my shots and make em vacate

Went and told my mama Imma blow up

Dropping like atomic, walk the earth survive the roaches

Talking like da locust do, warlock with the potions

Sacred broken silhouettes, no angels where it's hopeless

Heart been frozen in this bitch

Termites in the walls, I'm rotten, broken out the crypts

Keep my fangs up

I been smokin out the zip

Hoppin up out the cut, with couple angels on my dick

For the paystubs

Lord ghost, night crawling out the tundra

Body snatcher from the dungeons, in the gallows with the ghosts, bitch

Bank is full of hexes, stashing mud up like no other

If he stand up in the way I bleed em down and break his bones

Got up out the archives, candyflipping hard drives

Lucy in the vile, I up the dose jus like I drop five

Hyper realigned, opened wide I'm seeing star signs

Hybrids on the buffer, flip the scope just like a carbine

Woah

Double cup, sippin heavy, talkin funny

Woah

Zombie walkin, knock em often, armed and deadly

Woah

Whispers in my concious, leave em snot nosed

Now Four Fifty hit the shots that let my ops know

Fall back

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

Pullup on em

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

BLECH

When I run up in this bitch

Out the jungle, I'm an ape, boy

Mark em with the switch uh

Aye

From the dungeons, out the crypts

Snatching bodies like a wraith, boy

Glocky make em flip like

Aye

I turned my shawty from a club to a Hills bitch

New Balenci' when she walking, make her heels click

Big Glocks up in my pocket when I'm cold

I got scopes up on my body like a visionary

Predatory, devil dog militia out the cemetery

40 spit obituaries, haunt em, rot his Sanctuary

We out the ground, my demons crawl up out his pockets

Psycho trick em out his treats

I shake em down and leave his costume buried

Flip bodies, big stitches on my wrists now

My shawty gutter born, she move her Glock to sit down

Big mouths, fuck it

Bullets hit em make em spin round

Trigger finger itchin, body twitchin leave em six down

Pullup pistol grippin, don't miss

I never flinch, I hack the system knock his skull no assist

I snatch his soul and watch em sink down

Knock his ribs out, he on slick ground

Flip pounds, I don't switch plugs

I got big rounds

Swerved out

Fuck around, he out the burbs now

Loud up on the net, but when we pull up he a church mouse

Family merched up, yeah I got it out the dirt

Got my bully's out the County, all my brothers put in work now

Aye

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

Pullup on em

All these pussy looking dumb up in this bitch

When I run up in this bitch

I got guns up on me

Banshee haunt em, from the dungeons out the crypts

Start a rumble in this bitch

Broken knuckles, get the blood up off me

Eyuchh

The sky may break & fall when the masses overpower the sun

This is the truest sense of unified destruction

Fueling such a plague is a bounty of vegetation

Following unusually heavy rains, growth, and abundance

All new living food growth means,

The landscape can support a huge number of rapidly feeding

Insects and creatures that thrive in the dark

Together, we swarm

LOCUST EFFECT by Witchouse 40k 🎵

[citadelofmythoughts]

Yang is allowed to have a romantic relationship with Blake and let’s be real if Yang or Blake were a dude no one would say this. Also like op pointed out they don’t like Yang is getting in the way of Sun getting Blake so they’ll just act like Yang is a bad sister when they know full well she isn’t. Or Blake is a bitch for not returning Sun’s feelings because that’s all women are to them trophies for the male love interest to conquer. It’s why I wish Sun wasn’t in vacuo. Plus you already see sun fans saying he should be mad at Blake for choosing Yang over him.

Like I’m sorry you missed the writers saying if they see fans thinking they’re going in a different direction than they are they will make it clearer in the show. So Sun shutting down Neptune about romance and multiple characters pointing out mutual romantic feelings between the bees should’ve been the hint that bees were going to be canon not bla/cksun.

People are allowed to dislike a ship.

*BUT* if you're deliberately distorting what is LITERALLY HAPPENING in the show I know that you're acting in bad faith. You don't care about Ruby's well-being. You just hate the CANON wlw relationship and you're perfectly willing to treat one of the sweetest sibling relationships I've ever seen as something terrible.

"Yang is a bad sister" has been disproven time and again by her actions and Ruby's own words.

As far as S/un goes. Look, Blake *might* have had a little crush on him at one point in time. But she's canonically bisexual she's allowed to fall for someone else. That's not her being a "bitch" nor is it "bad writing" it's a realistic scenario that happens every day.

In fact, even if I'm not always his biggest fan, acting like Blake owed him a relationship is a disservice to his character. He's not perfect but he's better than that.

Yang loves Blake, Blake loves Yang. No amount of bad-faith arguments is gonna change that.

[cheemken]

Have some more Unova kids hcs bc why not the brainrot is real

•okay but fr tho "*didn't ask for pickles but is too shy to tell the server*" w Hilbert, Bianca, and N, and "excuse me, but they asked for no pickles" w Hilda, Iris, and Cheren

•they would play every co op game under the sun, I just know it, that's how Iris got her love of fps games cause she gets to play it w her friends

•they def play pkmn unite tho

-tho when they do play unite, the others always separate Iris and Hilbert as the two are like pros, so it's always three on one side and three on the other when they do a pvp tournament w each other

-usual teams are Hilda, Cheren, and Iris, and then N, Hilbert, and Bianca

-surprisingly enough, N is good at that game, and got every pkmn at least the green ribbon bc he wanted every one of his friends to have one

-Zoroark got a gold ribbon tho let's be real, he only ever uses Zoroark in that game it's insane

•as much as the others tease Cheren that he's like a teacher now, they do actually listen to his lectures, and would oftentimes hang out in his gym whenever they're free

-whenever he's not around, the others would always tell his students how cool and strong he is, and the kids would be so amazed bc ofc, the two Heroes and the Champion looking up to their teacher? Their Gym Leader? Ofc they'd eat that up, and they'd listen more to Cheren cause they wanna be strong like him now too

•Iris and N having that solidarity that they never had much friends, or rather didn't really have friends, when they were younger and the Nuvema kids mean so much to them bc it's the first ever friend group they had

-and really the first friend group that doesn't make fun of anything abt them and how odd they are

•Iris is that rich friend let's be real, she's Champion and her grandpa is the mayor of a city, ofc she'd have that money, and she'd just spend most of it buying lil gifts for her friends, usually Dragon themed stuff, or things that she thinks they'll like

-shes the one that goes all out during their birthdays and Christmas, saying how she's only getting the best for her friends

•N is staying w Alder now, as the others didn't just want him to fly around Unova or stay inside Plasma's old castle, and hey they all wanted to let N stay w em, but N decided to just stay w Alder instead and Alder was more than happy

-he also helps Alder in teaching the kids more abt Pokémon, it makes him happy how patient the children are and how understanding they are when it comes to their partner pkmn

-it makes him miss his own Pokémon sometimes, but he knows they're happy wherever they are

•altho Bianca would often say she's the weakest of the bunch, she's actually a really capable trainer that she got to the semi finals in the PWT

-the others did help her train, as they didn't want her getting hurt while running errands or doing research stuff

-yknow what, Bianca's Serperior deserves to have Contrary, so hey her Serperior's ability is now Contrary, as a treat

-bonus tho, Hilbert's Emboar has Reckless as an ability

•Zekrom, Reshiram, and even Kyurem would listen to Cheren, Bianca, and N's commands

-pls ur honour they trust each other so much that even their legendary pkmn would listen to the ones that aren't even their actual trainers

•Hilda and Hilbert could impersonate each other really well when they were younger, ofc now they have different body types they couldn't anymore, but they could still somewhat mimic each others voices that it honest to god still scares Cheren

-Cheren had told N and Iris that the twins always did that back then to mess w them, and "it seems you two didn't grow out of it."

"oh cmon, Cheren, it's fun!"

"you say it's fun because you two can mess with people online with it."

"yeah no shit—"