#like at least try to come up with something to support your obvious lie

[demonprince26]

Mike Nesmith talking about Square Dance on MTV.⚡️

[satoruwiki]

Aah!! As the strange anon who requested Naoya. I gotta say I totally agree with these headcanons! You got him perfect lol basically a d**k..unless your super hot, don't speak and magically anticipate exactly what he wants when he wants it...in which case he's slightly less of a d**k. Ooh please do gojo headcanons now I'm addicted haha

lmfao strange anon 😭😭 but fr you’re right tho, naoya would usually be the type to say “you look prettier with your mouth shut, keep it that way”.

♡.°₊Satoru is the type of man to…ˎˊ˗

content: jjk headcanons; half sfw/half nsfw; afab!reader; i love my cutie patootie boo boo bear pookie blue eyed king gojo >.<!!

n/a: i love this man sm, I already kinda did hcs of him before, but they were mostly nsfw, so i really scratched my head to not repeat them as best as i could.

these are my hcs! feel free to agree or disagree :b any request/interaction supporting this post is very much appreciated <3

sfw ver! ୨ৎ

Satoru is the type of man to… have gifting as his love language. Aside from being extra clingy, he’s the type to gift you stuff at least twice a week. They’re mostly things that reminds him of you or that he thinks you’d like (even though he might fail sometimes when it comes to treats, since he has a sweet tooth it may or may not be too sweet for you).

Satoru is the type of man to… act sassy/petty when jealous. Satoru isn’t the type to make a scene (at least not directed to you) or generally be ill-tempered/insecure. However, whenever he sees someone who looks at you in a different way than the others or tries to engage in a conversation with you that seems too intimate to be friendly, Satoru is the type of man to walk up to you and hug you from behind, giving you neck kisses. While you may think him being overly cuddly with you is normal due to his clingy character, Satoru is doing all that on purpose to let whoever is ‘bothering’ you that you already have someone else, with a damn smug smile plastered on his face (and maintaining direct eye contact with the stranger).

giggled and kicked my feet while writing this.

Satoru is the type of man to… try new things for you. So it is more than obvious that Satoru is old money rich. Like this dude was RICH RICH and spoiled rotten since he was child, not to mention that he’s a special grade sorcerer (he basically gets bank as a salary), therefore he’s accustomed to getting the finest things, either for you or for himself. What may seem expensive to you is probably normal for him. That doesn’t mean he’s some type of snob or is condescending about middle and working class. Satoru would be the type of be slightly skeptical when you take him to a ‘not so high-end’ restaurant, but since it was a “spot you knew”, it must be good, right? Satoru would be surprised to know that the food in the less wealthy places is sometimes even better than his common luxurious michelin-starred restaurant.

sounds like a cute trope imo

Satoru is the type of man to… taking pictures of you without you realizing it. It’s a hidden hobby of his, he thinks you look prettier when you’re distracted. Satoru has certain photo albums in his phone gallery that require a password, that is because you’d probably be embarrassed if you ever found out, but he really likes them, in the least creepy way.

Satoru is the type of man to… pretend not to know certain things as long as he has something to approach you with. Despite being good at pretty much everything, Satoru will lie and pretend to be terrible at something you are specifically passionate about so that you can teach him because he loves to see you get excited about sharing your hobbies and likes with others. His subtle way of knowing about you and collecting information he needs for when he wants to ask you out.

nsfw ver! ୨ৎ

Satoru is the type of man to… have public sex. Whether it’s at home or at some expensive restaurant’s washroom, nothing will stop him from pounding his cock balls deep inside you, though the thought of getting caught being freaky in public always gets his adrenaline rushing and his cock throbbing.

Satoru is the type of man to… have you modeling the lingerie he buys for you. He loves to see how excited you are to show him the little lingerie you bought with his card. But he loves it more when you thank him bouncing on his dick.

Satoru is the type of man to… have phone sex with you when he’s away. Due to his work, he has to sometimes to fly across Japan and this can take a few days before he comes back home. Satoru will call you late at night to ask how your day was then ask you to play with yourself, maybe even do a video call so he can see your pretty ‘o’ face.

Satoru is the type of man to… cover you in hickeys. He takes pride in letting everyone know he fucked you real good last night as well as to mark you as his. It also helps to keep other men from you, so he does this pretty often.

Satoru is the type of man to… fuck you in front of a mirror. Satoru likes to fuck you in doggy as well as to see your fucked out face, so he came up with the solution of placing a mirror in front of his bed so he can plunge his cock deep inside your walls just the way he likes and get to see you roll your eyes to the back of your head as he rearranges your guts. He also gets to look at himself and brag a little. (a little narcissistic from him if you ask me lmao)

[hueningsloverr]

౨ৎ isn't it obvious !

pairing: soobin x reader summary: soobin was smart, just not when it came to love. and you weren't exactly the most confident. that's where taehyun comes in. word count: 0.9k extra: inspired by katherine li's 'isn't it obvious'! apart of my valentines day series

soobin always prided himself in how observant he was, at least in regards to his friends. when it came to love, he was oblivious. no matter how many times girls would confess to him, he always found himself taking their confessions the wrong way. confessions that consisted of very heartfelt words always fell short of the line of actually saying "i love you". 

and to soobins mind, those three words made a large difference. love was different from like. "i really like you!" always had an added "as a friend" in his mind. 

that is why liking soobin was pointless if you ever wanted a romantic relationship. yet, you somehow still found yourself drawn to him.

you weren't the type to confess to crushes on a whim - your friends weren't sure if you had ever confessed to anyone in your life. it would make sense that you hadn't.

you could barely talk to people you didn't know, let alone a person you were infatuated with.

you were a watcher, and you had accepted that role in your life.

it made life easier, only ever watching, never having to talk. you could observe things about people, pick and chose your actions more carefully.

somehow, soobin never managed to pick up how your gaze always landed on him - and it was pretty clear it did. soft, lovestruck eyes always finding him, even in a crowded room. 

soobin also never let it register that when you'd freeze up, it was because of him. whenever he'd enter the room, you'd momentarily go into overdrive, no matter what you were doing prior.

you'd never tell him how you felt - the fear of rejection alone was too much. let alone the idea that maybe he'd laugh at you, tell all his friends - something terrible.

naturally, you expected that if you were ever going to have a reltationship with the boy, he'd have to make the first move. yet, you couldn't even tell him that.

his friends all knew, obviously. they were able to pick up on the way you'd avoid eye contact with the teen - well really, avoid any contact. taehyun picked up on it first, and while he really didn't mean to tell anyone before he confirmed it, he blinked and all of the sudden the three other boys knew.

you tried to lie your way out of it - tell them that soobin was "just a friend!", a really good one at that. but they saw right through. unlike soobin, they weren't so oblivious to love. 

"just tell him," taehyun smiled, eyebrows furrowed as he tried to think through the best course of action. "you could even just text him! soobin is a kind person."

he was trying to be supportive. trying to help you out. but there is no helping a person who freaks out, giggling and kicking their feet, when even a mere name is brought up. so naturally, saying 'the s word' got you all discombobulated.

"tyun! i - god. his smile, oh my god did you see his smile?" you giggled, face buried in your hands as you rolled around on your bed. you really were acting like a teenager who was in love. "i could never text him! i'd type something wrong, and then the whole thing would be messed up!"

taehyun sighed. 

you were an overthinker. every scenario had at least five outcomes when it came to you.

"then… let me text him?" he offered, "you could tell me what to write, and then i'd hit send!"

you paused.

overthinker.

"fine." you huffed, moving to grab your phone from your nightstand. 

no texts from soobin.

you handed it gingerly to taehyun, already regretting your decision. what if taehyun was the one who messed it up for you?

he nodded when he was ready to type, 'soobin🩷' largely displayed on the screen.

"what do i even say, tyun?" you whined, throwing yourself back on your bed. "hey, soobin! i'm in love with you! but i've never said anything because i didn't want to mess up the friendship we had. if you even think of me as a friend! practically every night i want to just tell you how i feel, but not doing it was better off than knowing you didn't feel the same!"

taehyun laughed slightly, tossing your phone towards you.

he had written what you said.

and sent it.

"tyun!" you gasped, eyes wide as you held your phone with shaking hands. "i was joking! oh my god - you sent it!"

taehyun shrugged, stretching. "yeah, but he's already read it so there’s no going back."

you practically screamed.

there was a high chance someone thought you were being attacked.

your feelings were.

you felt your phone buzz in your hands and you instinctively tossed it to taehyun. "you open it! you got me into this mess." you pleaded, too scared to open the message yourself.

he laughed again, shaking his head. "you might want to read this yourself." he grinned, handing it back.

soobin🩷 | 'really? i thought you hated me.' soobin🩷 | 'i'm in love with you too.' soobin🩷 | '...' soobin🩷 | 'did you text me then die?'

you felt your heart stop beating. maybe you would die right then and there.

"oh," you mumbled to yourself, texting back as taehyun watched eagerly.

(y/n) | 'isn't it obvious?'

needless to say, though soobin was oblivious to most girls, something about your rambling confession opened his eyes.

authors note: part 2!!! and yes, i’m aware it’s taehyun birthday 😭 i’m posting by member age so tyun is after gyu (wednesday)

©2024 — all rights reserved to hueningsloverr , please do not plagiarise or translate any of my work

[alacants]

HELLO………. thinking about your tennis omegaverse posts on this fine evening. i find your opinions on this Objectively Correct (our opinions are the same 😚) and reallyyyy want to hesr more of your thoughts on this au if you so desire 🤲

HELLO ANON gosh clearly you are an opinion haver of taste and distinction. :') 

i posted a wideish cast and idk if there's anyone that you're most interested in hearing about so. going to cover some broad ground here.

(eta that was a lie this ended up exactly where you would expect it to end up, at length. this is me warning you.)

for obvious reasons what is speaking to me most at the moment is NOVANDY. two betas who just want to help each other but for various reasons are unable to do so. no i want to be the one to support you!! something a little tragicomic about it, which is suited to novandy. 

meanwhile cultural commentary about sporting success is about what you think it would be. (disproportionate number of alphas at the top of the top, betas perform best in team sports etc.) which ALSO means that from day one novak has been like. pretty sure i was meant to be an alpha. im gonna make it happen.

andy: (long sigh) ok. sure, novak.  novak: you don't believe me. but im gonna. :)

beta → alpha novak is fun because the trans themes are there whether you want them to be or not. "oh ha ha some fun jokes at the expense of his new-age health bullshit" and then suddenly you're face down in a river of discourse about whether novak is Really an alpha now and if he is is it cheating and if he's not is he faking it. (ymmv, understandably, on how enjoyable it is to read about this.)

this is obviously the meatiest and most interesting part of this universe so equally obviously i have devoted most of my thoughts and opinions to the juankiferru of it all. (i warned you!!!)

start at DAVIS CUP 2000. building off thoughts about alex/juanki in the tags here but obVIOUSLY the dc 00 final is all about, like, celebratory locker room shenanigans with botticelli angel 20 year old omega radiating the glow of victory. possibly a group event.* possibly just alex corretja high on winning and pheromones. what's important is that the upshot is:

juanki: and now this is my ALPHA and he's going to MATE me and– alex corretja: ok back to my string of beautiful model girlfriends :) you can totally call me any time you want a hand tho luv you hermano <3

*this is the point at which i realized i've been conflating omegaverse with the bear/monette iskryne series, or more accurately with the fanfiction i've read in this au setting. well. i guess this has some fusion elements now just go with it and NO i am NOT spinning out an entirely separate au in my head–

meanwhile nadarrero… nadarrero are the way they are because in the year of our lord 2004 with juanki dropping from peak to rock bottom (which. plenty of discourse about that in the context of secondary gender lmfao) and struggling with health and confidence, he not only loses his singles spot but his replacement 18 year rafa nadal is acting all SOLICITOUS and trying to CODDLE him because he's a fragile omega after all!!! i'll carry that for you. do you need to sit down. is it heat onset fatigue. don't strain yourself. he's trying to be NICE he's just. a dumb kid who needs to unlearn some things. many fun experiences in his very near future.

come to think of it… i think in this universe the first swipe of bad luck is not chicken pox and is in fact related to secondary gender somehow. heat gone wrong, medication reaction, chronic onset fatigue, something. still, ultimately, just shitty, shitty luck. but the kind of shitty luck that generates Discourse. 🙃

anyway so that's why juanki wants rafa dead. that and also the likelihood that at least one dc tie included further locker room shenanigans.

the outcome of all of the above is that juanki is Not going to make any of those mistakes again and doubles down on going it alone. he has suppressants and blockers and he's just fine thanks!!! and when he's not fine he's got a friend, a beta friend thank you very much, who's super helpful and has never treated him differently because of his secondary gender and really genuinely believes he's going to crack the top ten again. what unanticipated side effects could possibly result from letting someone into every crevice of your life and relying on them during your most emotionally vulnerable moments. who. could. have. predicted. this.

meanwhile david ferrer was raised right and reads widely and has had it impressed upon him at length that you do Not assume anything about what an omega can or can't do and wants or doesn't want. you listen to what they say and take them at their word! i mean cmon juan carlos was WORLD NUMBER ONE and ROLAND GARROS CHAMPION so like… secondary gender is the least relevant thing going on here. he's SO talented and special and modest and helpful and kind and he deserves to be respected and appreciated and loved and [cut for unimaginable length]

as it happens what this particular omega says he wants is a helping hand when he's injured yet again/wiped out with side effects from heat medication/tired of alphas talking shit. ferru can totally do that. i can bring you things. i can make you a calm space. i can keep people off your back. Whatever You Want. because doing services and being reliable feels good and doing services and being reliable for juan carlos feels e s p e c i a l l y good. this dynamic does not have a lot to do with omegaverse specifically. 

what this particular omega has NOT said he wants… i have already talked about this a little bit here but we all have our unexamined blind spots and juanki's is that despite his very legitimate grievances about secondary gender in sport when it comes to secondary gender in his personal life what he is deep in his heart of hearts hoping is that his special person will just suddenly out of the blue start manifesting alpha traits and mate him and knot him and fuck him into next week hurray happy ending. :)

(juan carlos he might not be able to do the first two things but he will absolutely do the last IF YOU ASK HIM TO in fact he would be VERY HAPPY to do so since what is that if not another act of service. 🙃)

(hey you know who did NOT have any compunctions about asking for things from their friend best beta ferru. feliciano lopez london 2012 lol rest in pieces juanki.)

anyway so here we are at like. auckland 09.* uh-oh somebody's fucked up their suppressants. heat oncoming??? a weak version maybe. juanki's as prepared as he can be. he's got himself a little makeshift nest. and then... he invites ferru to take a look at it. in what would be an unmistakable invitation if ferru were in fact an alpha. but since HE'S NOT:

ferru: wow that looks really nice i hope you'll be comfortable :) i'll be right outside if you need anything ok? juanki: juanki: juanki: i guess this means i've been REJECTED, AGAIN, and he doesn't LOVE me and (cut to undetermined # of years of the goriest pining you can imagine.)

*what happened irl at auckland 09 (i think it was 09… 08??) was that they both got super sick lmao. as to why someone with such a careful history of controlling their heat medication would fuck up now, after ten years on tour… what a fascinating question.

undetermined bc this pathetic misunderstanding is so pathetic that it could easily be resolved at any point. but also 1) many real life events (dc 2009, london 2012, valencia 2012, ferrufest 2019) that could be entertainingly seasoned and 2) i kind of enjoy the thought of deus ex machina ALEX CORRETJA showing up at some exho, basically this event, and referencing Good Times At The Davis Cup (including the two years he captained lmao you better believe that juanki's farewell tie in oviedo was colorful) like hahaha is that what we're doing again?? havin some fun??? :DDD

ferru: oh… is this an alpha/omega thing... ok well have fun and be safe... :) ← that smile took Effort alex: whoa whoa where are you going bro you're not gonna LEAVE our friend HANGING are you?? juanki: it's fine. let's not make this uncomfortable for anyone. ferru: haha... i mean... i'm not uncomfortable... i know it's different for you that's all... i respect that. you guys do what you need, i'll get out of the way. :) alex (who is no fool): ????? bro the last time we did this he was ASKING FOR YOU???? ferru: ferru: ferru: (bluescreen)

like i said. pathetic-pathetic misunderstanding, yall are all in your FORTIES. cue excruciating conversation along the lines of juanki like, but if you wanted me then why didn't you take me :( and ferru like, i mean… you never said you… wanted me to?????

and then all of juan carlos' dreams come true at the age of thirty- or forty-something. congrats i guess.

…christ i am so sorry. it's the disease i have. uh ok other very brief classic armada notes: f.verdasco is also an alpha and he and rafa have had more than one pissy little territory scuffle, all of which fernando lost. feli lopez is, of course, an omega. and he's having a great time thanks.

anon if you were here for the kids i'm so fucking sorry that was 1600 words and zero were about them. carlos trying with the power of his mind to waft tempting omega pheromones across half of europe remains incredibly funny to me. also i posted like three separate jannik takes and i still haven't settled on one! they all seem the most reasonable to me while i'm thinking about them. if this is what you were looking for feel free to provide more direction and i will share whatever thoughts i have. instead of. whatever the hell this was.

[onecantsimply]

RoR High school general headcanons for Heracles, Jack, Hermes, and any other characters you want please. If they had a girlfriend included.

You got it-

Also, I’ll just put the gf as the reader, because why not-

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ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕝𝕖𝕤:

• One of the athletes of the school, most definitely. He catches a lot of girls’ attention. Mans unintentionally doesn’t leave any crumbs for anyone else-

• Think he plays football-? Maybe baseball from that one fanart with him, Brunhilde, and Göll-? We know fully well he smashes any sport, and destroys any other school in any major game-

• Still, there is quite a reason for him catching their attention. Of course, Heracles does know he’s attractive, but he doesn’t know it that much- Also, he’s kind of oblivious, so when he gets a request for help from anyone, he always agrees. Practically everyone loves this man.

• While he is a good athlete, he slacks in grades, even with how much he tries. So he might just get a tutor-

• Heracles always rejects love confessions as kindly as he can. Mans feels bad that he can’t reciprocate their feelings, but he doesn’t want to lie to them-

• Oh, but when it comes to you, he’s very obvious with his feelings- The mans will probably always have a heat on his face, and may try to show off for you. He may even request for you to be the one to tutor him.

• His friends, perhaps Shiva or Valkyries like Brunhilde may try to hint of his feelings to you. It did get pretty easy to catch on in the first place though, so whenever you are alone with him, he may try to strike small conversation.

• You give him one kiss and he’ll sputter for a second before looking at you with wide eyes.

• He’s glad you love him back, but that seemed a bit too sudden-

• Still, starting from there, you may as well stick with the man. His fangirls probably know something’s wrong, especially when they saw him ask you for tutoring. The second you two stepped out, you could immediately feel the stares from certain women.

• Heracles would gladly defend you from anyone, and sometimes gives you scary dog privileges. He’s patient when someone tries to get with you, but knows damn well when to start intimidating, because he’s not tolerating anyone trying to take you from him.

• Supportive girlfriend. Supportive boyfriend. Best pair when your energy practically brightens the entire school-

• He’s glad you love him though. Enjoy watching him show off at his games against another school- He’ll protect you from his fangirls-

𝕁𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℝ𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕣:

• If we’re going from the fanart of him at school, which is him being a president of the Student Council, it’s definitely going to be hard to catch his attention.

• The man takes Buddha’s candy away. It’s basically official in the highschool arc. Jack has his eyes on the male every time he sees him, because every time, Buddha has a sort of snack with him.

• It’s rumored that Jack wasn’t a goody two shoes when he was younger. Instead that he was a sort of delinquent that took pleasure in seeing others in fear. Yet, that was never uncovered. People never bring it up around him either. They always get a silent stare. Yet, no one can tell if he’s lying either. He always answers as normal, never cracking a smile, nor does he show a frown of any kind while doing so. It’s impossible to catch him in any kind of act as if he’s a delinquent. Not anymore, at least.

• Jack happens to be friends with Heracles as well. But it’s odd to others as to how they had been through that said process. Perhaps it could have been an enemies to friends type of thing in middle school? Heracles never did confirm anything, even if he’s close to giving it away in some shape or form. Yet, Jack always silences him before he can say anything else, and leads the attention away.

• He himself is a student of both good grades, and tends to be polite as he speaks. He makes for a good enforcer, as he knows exactly when people lie, or when people are doing what they’re not supposed to be doing. But still, Jack isn’t a teacher’s pet. He does things his own way, and doesn’t need a teacher’s help unless it’s truly necessary.

• The man is usually closed off to all people that approach him, even if he is polite, and smiles at times. Which is why certain people love him, and certain people hate him. It’s honestly debatable to others because of how he is and his standing at school.

• However, it’s not as if he’s completely closed off. There are some like Heracles that have managed to get past his own closed off walls. And that goes for you too. You are someone that has managed to slowly get past him, and of course knows what he was in the past. Yet, you never do talk about it either unless he wants to, in which he’s glad of.

• Work as a Student Council President can be tiring, even with other people in the group helping along as much as they can. But it isn’t too bad when you come in every now and then to give him tea and a few minutes of affection. He’s glad for you, and wants to let you know, even if he really only has time on the weekends.

• It does have him slightly sad though. To know he only has time for you in weekends, with only rare days for him to stay near you. Those days seem to go so fast, especially when he enjoys them so much with you. However, he gets relieved whenever you look at him with that same color. You always wave or greet him whenever you see him, whether that be while he’s in the halls or you see him in a certain room.

• Of course, he smiles softly or waves in reply.

• It’s rumored that whenever someone tries to flirt with you, they will feel a burning gaze in the back of their head. However, whenever they turn, they don’t see anyone around unless it’s Heracles. But if someone is bold enough to flirt with you while Jack is next to you, they’re getting the most dead stare of all from the man.

• Of course, no one has ever seen him mad. Which was why the thought itself was terrifying to pretty much anyone. And is also why they don’t mess with you unless someone is a new student, and a sort of bully. They’ll learn though-

• In short, Jack does tend to be very busy. However, when he’s available, he’ll make the time with you as worth it as possible.

ℍ𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕖𝕤:

• Ah, the music teacher. Hermes does tend to be mysterious, even to his own students, which already has him in the infatuated category. But, from what the people rumor, he already has a special someone. Yet, it’s never been confirmed, as he never tells anyone of his personal life. Not even Zeus, the Principal, would tell anyone about Hermes’ personal life, and would shake the question off with a weak laugh.

• Though, while no one knows anything about him, mostly, he knows every single speck of tea that goes on. Someone cheated on their significant other? He knows. Someone got caught sucking dick in the second floor bathroom? He knows. There’s going to be a fight somewhere? He knows, and will watch in a private spot. But, he will eventually stop said fight if it goes too far.

• As normal, Hermes I’d more talented in the violin or viola, but does know how to play other instruments, as he does get bored of certain ones. So, it’s no wonder that he’s a Music Teacher. But the amount of times he has to tune instruments has him regretting becoming a music teacher at times. The band students are also sometimes very… crackhead-like-

• Naturally, Hermes us very respectful of others. While he does get somewhat annoyed at times, he always keeps his calm exterior until he gets home. That man definitely sighs and removes his tie once he gets home.

• But still, he does seem to spend more time with Ares, a sub for the Physical Education. In fact, those two seem to spill tea, which is where others get the info. From Ares, because he never seems to know when to keep his mouth shut- Still, Hermes doesn’t mind. In fact, he gets amused whenever he hears the gossip. It gives him better chance to hear new tea as well-

• Well, you remember that rumor that he has a significant other of his own? That was confirmed when a student had saw him with you. You yourself are a teacher. And whenever in private, Hermes goes over to you and likes to serve you tea, or whatever you’d like.

• Girls are hating because all the hot guys are getting stolen. Because like god damn Shiva has three girlfriends too, like, shit-

• Hermes seems to be slightly distasteful for when he knows your relationship with him was found out. However, he just decides to go along with it. At least he can be more open with you now. It seems like it were for the best as well, since you won’t get messed with in any case.

• People seem to move on when seeing how happy he is with you. He seems much more blissful and in love, while in regular class, he’s of course as mysterious as ever, but slightly stern with how he teaches. That completely turns around with you. He definitely has a better sweet spot for you-

• He even plays you things on the violin, so do enjoy the show while drinking your favorite tea and enjoy eating your favorite treat-

[dark-night-hero]

Imagine being best of friends with Michael Kaiser. Nothing romantic? but really, chaotic.

"What do you have in there Kaiser?" You asked eyes wide at the obviously reddish fresh tattoo all over his wrist into his neck. "Football ball?" He replied like it was something so dumb obvious. Well he was holding a ball, after all the two of you had practice one on one today, without ness bothering the shit out of you two. "Oh hell nah you did not just went to get a tattoo without me!"

"Not gonna lie, it's itchy as fuck." "Then go scratch it or something." You roll your eyes at him as you drink for a break. "My hands are full." Well basically he was holding a sports drink on his supposed to be free hand while his left hand was basically incapable of scratching itself. Looking at him before raising a brow, you smirk and kick the ball you've never stopped playing with your feet. "Suffer then, your highness."

Imagine unlike Ness, you were quite chill around him. Having to know each other for a long time now before having to go and pursue the same dream, only with different heights. The two of you end up joining the very same team to your surprise. "You again? Give me a break." "Oh please, as if it was all joy seeing your face everyday."

Imagine although you aren't as good as Kaiser when it comes to football, you were at least at Ness level. Following the team philosophy, you were alright having to support the very same guy you were supporting for a very long time now. As Ness acted like a annoying love sick puppy, you on the other hand was more like a sturdy tree that Kaiser could relax and lean on.

"I can't.." "Huh?" Ness eyes widen as you tried to lift yourself up but end up couldn't. "I can't.. move my right foot, Ness. Help me up " You spoke as you held up a hand for support in which Ness, the closest teammate on sight dumbfoundedly offer you a hand in return. Grabbing his hand for support and helping you up, you felt a sharp pain on your ankle that you end up whining but had to keep on a calm face once you saw Kaiser approaching across the field.

Imagine, although you were just as good as Ness in terms of skills, your attitude once the match start was on a similar level with your best friend Kaiser. So in the eyes of other, you were a damn arrogant prick who doesn't know their place, what more would they want to do when they saw that audacious stare of yours than to intentionally cause you harm?

"What hap- you- sche-!" "Hey hey hey, calm down, I'm fine. I'm fine, I think it's just a sprain." "Wer hat dir das angetan?" "Kaiser." You place a hand on his shoulder as you see him really to explode in anger. "Calm your shit, they're already out the game." That was the truth, while you were trying your best to stand on your own earlier, the person who did this to you was already called off by the officials and is now out of the game. "Calm your shit your highness, the last thing I want is the team loosing there shit over such thing, so calm down while I get this checked by the doctor on standby, okay?" Giving his shoulder a squeeze, Ness supported you until you reach your team side which already put on a substitution.

Imagine Kaiser was never the one to lost his cool, but damn. Seeing you bitting your lip trying to hide away your pain from him. He want to turn the world upside-down. But then again, you want him and calm and collected all throughout the game. And the only way to do that right now is to aggressively crush the opponents. After all, messing with you, his best friend means messing with him. And he's going to make them realize they fucked up real hard for harming you.

"How was it?" "How are you." He frown "I'm fine." "Goo-" "Just a complete tear of the ligament-" "Verdammt! I should have fucking-!" "Kaiser." You grab him by his cheeks as you made him look at you. "I'll be fine, it's going to take months for treatment but I'll be fine. Why are you so mad? That's unlikely of you man. Calm your shit and go grab me a drink or something, I'm thirsty." You pout, eventually letting go of his face and getting more comfortable on the hospital bed.

Imagine the way he took a step back, holding up a hand on his face to cover half of it as he suddenly felt his cheeks hot. And looking at you now busy making yourself comfortable on the hospital bed. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Heart strangely beating wild on his chest.

"Heh, I'm not your peasant. Go ask someone." "Yeah yeah whatever you say, your highness." Rolling your eyes at him and eventually met with nothing but silence, you let out a chuckle and he did too a little as soon as your chuckle turn into laughter. "But seriously man, it hurts like shit." "Should I go get a doctor?" "No, just stay here with me." "Alright." "But do tell Ness or someone to call a nurse or someone." "Okay."

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

: who did this to you?

[lassofics]

I’m Glad You’re Alive

Word count: 1k

Timeline: Post Season 3

Warnings: Heart attack, general hospital stuff, near-death experience

Summary: After having an stress-induced heart attack, Roy is left to grapple with his own mortality. But he’s not alone.

Notes: This fic was created and is being published as a part of #Whumpuary2025 !!

The chest pains had come out of nowhere. Roy hadn’t even been fucking doing anything; he’d just been sitting at his desk analyzing some plays for their upcoming match.

He’d thought nothing of it at first. Just the anxiety and stress that had been building up over the past… well, decade. Though, admittedly, the past few weeks have been especially stressful due to his new head coach role on top of everything else.

Beard had found him. Lying on the ground, on his side, clutching his chest and practically gasping for air, with a pile of his own vomit on the floor.

In fact, the doctors said, Beard had saved his life. How about that?

“You had a heart attack,” the doctor had told him, in that same clinical tone his sister always used whenever she was in doctor mode. Briefly, Roy had wondered if they taught that in med school.

Right now, lying in this fucking hospital bed, Roy can’t stop replaying her words in his mind: “Your blood pressure was through the roof. You stopped breathing for a minute. You’re very lucky to be alive.”

And then, Beard had turned to Roy, his gaze softening more than Roy had ever seen, and calmly said, “I’m glad you’re alive.”

Roy closes his eyes, trying to get rid of those memories. He’d been so fucking close to death. So fucking close.

“Roy?”

The familiar voice jolts Roy out of his train of thought. His eyes slowly open, and he lets out a soft groan when he sees her.

“I’m fine,” he grumbles, an obvious lie considering he’s hooked up to machines in the fucking hospital.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Rebecca all but snaps, her heels clicking on the floor as she hurries over to his bedside. “I’m just sitting in my office, minding my own fucking business, and I get a call from Beard that you had a fucking heart attack?”

Roy rolls his eyes, but stays silent, knowing Rebecca will tire herself out eventually.

“How the fuck did this happen, Roy? Seriously?” She looks worried. Scratch that; she looks horrified.

This time, she doesn’t continue, clearly waiting for a response. So, Roy grumbles out a reply.

“Stress. Lack of sleep. Poor diet. Fuck if I know.”

“For fuck’s sake, Roy!” Rebecca snaps, sounding equal parts angry and concerned. “You’re barely even in your forties! And you’re in good bloody shape!”

Roy deadpans. “I know.”

Rebecca doesn’t seem to hear him. “Why didn’t you tell me, Roy? Why didn’t you tell me how fucking stressed out you were?”

Roy glances up at her, his gaze softening slightly. “Nothing you could’ve done.”

“Bullshit.” She suddenly grabs his hand, a firm grip that Roy doesn’t even bother to try and resist. “Dr. Sharon’s right fucking there! You could’ve at least told her! It’s her job!”

“Rebecca…” It feels weird to say her first name; Roy hardly ever addresses her like that. But they’re holding hands, so he might as well.

“Don’t ‘Rebecca’ me!” she chastises, her grip on his hand tightening, just a bit.

Roy grits his teeth. “Fine. Ms. Welton…”

“Stop.” She holds up her free hand, her eyes narrowing.

Roy leans his head back against the pillow. “What do you want me to say? I’m sorry for having a heart attack?”

“No,” Rebecca snaps back, but then, her tone softens into something slightly more gentle, but somehow still just as determined. “I just want you to acknowledge the fact that we’re here for you. We’re all here for you. You take on all these bloody burdens and you never ask for help. Look where that got you.”

Roy falls silent. Rebecca lets out a long sigh and squeezes his hand, this time intentionally. “You have our support. Fucking use it.”

Roy’s gaze flickers back down to the ground. He knows he has everyone’s support. Ever since he’s been at Richmond, he’s never felt alone a day in his life. That’s not the issue.

The amount of pressure, the amount of responsibilities, the amount of stress… that’s what fucking kills him.

Rebecca lets go of his hand, taking a seat beside his bed, clearly not planning on going anywhere anytime soon.

“How are you feeling?”

Roy shrugs. “IV itches. That’s about it.”

Rebecca gives him a look. Roy rolls his eyes. “I’m on fucking drugs, alright? I don’t feel much.”

Rebecca keeps staring at him for a few more seconds of silence before she speaks, her voice soft and full of worry. “You could’ve died.”

Roy looks down, fiddling with the stupid fucking hospital gown he’s now wearing. “I know.”

“If Beard hadn’t found you…”

“I know,” he repeats, probably sounding like a broken record. But what the fuck else is he supposed to say? It’s still sinking in to him, the fact that he could’ve died.

Roy’s not a religious man by nature. He’d prayed for his granddad’s health, and that had gotten him nowhere. A part of him believes that there is some sort of a creator out there, but that doesn’t explain what happens when you die.

He’d almost found out.

Needing to get his mind off that dark train of thought, Roy clears his throat. “You don’t have to stay, you know. I’m sure you’ve got better shit to do than just… sit in this fucking hospital.”

Rebecca sits up straighter, stubbornly shaking her head. “Fuck off. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Roy should’ve expected that, but he can’t help grumbling, gazing down at the IV in his arm. “Me neither.”

Rebecca glances over at the heart rate monitor, beeping steadily, then suddenly locks eyes with him. “Roy?”

“Hm?”

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself. When she’d gotten the news, the first question she’d asked was, is he alive? And if she’d gotten a different answer…

She can’t even think about it.

“I’m glad you’re alive,” she says. And if Roy wasn’t drugged up, he could’ve looked a little closer and seen the slight glistening in her eyes.

Luckily for them both, he misses it, and just closes his eyes. “Yeah,” he murmurs, trying not to think about it too much. “Me, too.”

[atlantis-just-drowned]

Hello good day/night! can I have a request where how is it like to be in a relationship with Duke? :33

Duke x reader relationship headcanons

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Masterlist

• Oh gosh PREPARE YOURSELF

• Expect a lot of teasing (and I do mean a lot)

• He just can't help but to love making you blush and laugh, please laugh at his teases he's living for your laugh

• He'll probably call you "chérie" and will refuse to tell you what it means

• He won't stop using that nickname. Ever.

• If you're Not French, other nicknames will include any affectionate French words that you don't understand. He will straight up stop calling you "mon amour" if you tell him you know what it means.

• However if you're A French he'll absolutely use any affectionate nickname he can think about and use this advantage to say out loud the flirtiest things ever because he knows you'll be the only one to understand.

• Wants your attention ALL THE TIME. Your eyes must be on him and him only. You're having a long and boring conversation with someone else? Oh well would you look at that, a coin just appeared behind your ear, isn't that fun!

• Duke will spend his time doing magic tricks on you. Absolutely any of your belongings will disappear and reappear at some point. Coins everywhere. Cards sometimes, even.

• If you have the silliest, tiniest bit of a plan, he's in it. If he has a plan, you're in it too, whether you like it or not. The moment he asks you out he wants to be involved in all of your deeds.

• Absolutely. Everyone. Is well aware that you are his partner. He makes it INCREDIBLY obvious. He wraps his arms around you whenever he feels like it. He kisses/pinches/pokes your cheeks. He plays with your hands.

• The AMOUNT of PDA I swear. You might even both earn some demerits because of it.

• This man has too much energy. He'll tickle you and annoy you like an overjoyed puppy until you play along with him.

• On a more general tone, he'd be open to a poly relationship. Being in a polycule wouldn't bother him at all. But he won't mind either if you want your relationship to be exclusive.

• Duke will probably hurt your feelings accidentally quite a few times, but he's very light-hearted and will say sorry as soon as he notices.

• Wants his friends to know you. He will try to involve the rest of the Misfits in both of you's deeds. He wants them to appreciate you almost as much as he does.

• But only almost, because you stay his favorite and no one else's.

• Every time something intrigues him and/or confuses him, he'll just ask you why it is this way until the thing actually makes sense to him. If you're unable to provide a logical explanation, he will break it. Or at least he'll try to.

• He functions based on logic. If something smells like too much trouble to you, you'll have to explain why to him with logical, point-by-point arguments. Don't try any argument based on feelings rather than facts because anything along the lines of "I can feel this will turn out bad" has little to no importance in his eyes.

• Seriousness is not his default vibe. If he goes serious it means he's really concerned or pissed off about something. If he's speaking to you about it he'll still try to slide a few jokes in the same time tho.

• If you ever need to lie about something, just let him speak and play along with whatever he comes up with. Duke is an excellent actor, which means he's also an excellent liar. And gods know he likes to use this ability to impress you get you out of troubles.

[thequietkid-moonie]

heyy!! i'm so happy for the pride event, how would assassination classroom's boys would react to reader coming out as a lesbian!!! thank you~ (karma, sugino, terasaka, maehara, please?)

Their fem!friend come out as lesbian

[ SCENARIO ] [ Karma, Sugino, Terasaka, Maehara ]

[ Assassination Classroom / Ansatsu Kyoshitsu ]

× This goes with female reader for obvious reasons

Yeees!! Time for girls appreciation!! ❤️🧡💛Girls are pretty 😳

I'm super happy for the pride month event too anon!! I had a lot of fun while writing all the request during the month!! Thank for requesting this, it was really interesting to write

Karma Akabane

Even when Karma is pretty friendly it isn't too easy to get to be a close friend with him (specially at first when he was being bratty and prideful), however when Karma finally consider you a close friend you two will have a really stronge bond

Karma doesn't discriminate for gender or appearance, when you two become friends you become like his partner in crime and will be draging you around on his antics (if you let him of course), he could be a pretty rude friend but only if you feel comfortable with it, if it not he will be more calm and gentle (well, as gentle as Karma can be)

Karma is really smart and observant so it won't go unoticed for him your clear interested in girls, he respect your privacy but as your friends he has the right to pry a little (or at least that is what he says), he will be asking you about it indirectly, like asking you what you think of some guys or girls in class (or even the teachers) and will put a lot of attention to your reaction

If you seem uncomfortable or really shy with the topic he will stop and try to approach the topic in more indirect ways (because he isn't going to give up on this topic), but if you don't take it too bad or even are playful with it that will just make him insist more and more in the topic (more teasing and jokes, even if you end up being embarrassed)

Karma can be all the caotic he want but he knows when to be serious and knows how to keep a secret, so is probably he tell you this and that you can rely on him when he notice you being in troubles or he start to be irritated for you not trusting on him with something like this

When you finally open up to him about being lesbian he tells you that he already knew with a proud smile, saying that you were really obvious (even if isn't true, he will reasure you after laughing a little for it). Karma asure you that there is nothing wrong on you liking girls is your problem to deal with not his, he is completely supportive and this isn't going to change your friendship

Well, that is a lie because your relationship change a little, just in the fact that now he is teasing you with girls (instead of boys), specially when you show interest in someone, he tells you to go for it between jokes and a teasing tone

Karma can be a little protective with his friends so he defenitly will stand up for you if someone say something bad about you for liking girls (he will never lose the chance to mess with someone who deserve it anyways)

Tomohito Sugino

Sugino is always really friendly to everyone, he is cheerful most of the time so it isn't dificult to be able to approach to him neither to become a close friend with him, and when it happen it becomes caring and a little clingy, he likes spending time with you so why he shouldn't?

Sugino doesn't mind much that you are a girl, that isn't important for him to become friends! However Sugino is really caring so he may try to be more gentle and careful with you from time to time (for being a girl), but he will stop if you tell him (or when you improve in Karasuma classes, he feels more comfortable knowing that there is no risk of you getting hurt, not like he underestimated you)

Is more probably that Sugino doesn't notice that you like girls by his own, and even if he get the idea he prefers to don't think on that since is your privacy, however he sometimes talks with you about love and romance, is not a secret that he likes Kanzaki but he will like to know if you like someone, so he will ask you in a friendly way (and excited too)

Sugino would notice your interest in girls, but then again he doesn't want to asume since he will feel like he is invading your privacy, so he tries to tell himself that you are just having girls time. Also, he could tell that you aren't romantically atracted to non of your classmates, but he doesn't pry on it (is probably that one of his friends already told him that the boys of Class 3-E aren't the most attractive, let alone when they have Karasuma)

Sugino always tells you that you can count on him whenever you are having troubles or need help with anything (even if is academics, he isn't the best but he is willing to help) and for his attitude is pretty easy to trust in him

When you finally open up to him about you being lesbian he is a little shocked but, at the same time he isn't too surprised, he ask you if you really like girls like trying to make sure he had heard you right, and when you confirm it he repeat it to himself before smiling at you, putting an arm around your shoulders in a friendly manner he asure you that is alright, he likes girls too

This doesn't change your friendship or anything, and will reasure you that (but if you feel insecure or shy he tells you that is completely alright, is just who you are and he accept you for who you are), he cheerish for you to find love but hope you don't become his rival on trying to win Kanzaki's heart

Ryoma Terasaka

It could be a little difficult to become Terasaka's friend since he normally just have a few close friends, specially at first for how reclulant he was about accepting the change that Class 3-E was suffering for Koro-sensei influence, however it isn't imposible to get to be his friends, and when you two start being friends it grows a stronge bound with you, immediatly included in their little group and being dragged around to everything

Terasaka doesn't mind much you gender, however he tries to go more easy on you, he can be pretty violent in a friendly manner but since you are a girl he tries to don't be so physicaly agressive with you (unless you tell him that you are perfectly fine with that, even so it would take him a while get used to it)

Terasaka is the type to be teasing you for a lot of things, in that group of friends he is the most that is joking around and teasing with personal things, even with romantic interest (even when you aren't interested romantically in anyone, a little interest is enough for him to tease you, being followed by Yoshida and Muramatsu), still isn't too probably that will notice that you are just romantically interested in girls (is even more probably that is Hazama or even Itona who notice it)

Even when he doesn't say it out loud you know that you can count on him for everything, he isn't perfect and he can have a little patience or get frustrated easily but that doesn't mean he won't help you if you need it or support you

The moment you open up to him about you being lesbian he is a little shocked and looks at you dumbfounded, this isn't something he was expecting to even to hear and doesn't really know how to react, so after a little awkward and nervous moment he just give up in frustration and speak his mind off, telling you that the fact that you just like girls doesn't matter to him, you are his friend and that is all that matters

He doesn't show how this bug his mind in reality, in that moment he just tried to reasure you that is okay and that he doesn't see anything bad about it but when you go away he still can't stop thinking on it, you probably trust in him a lot to tell him so important to you (specially if you aren't too open with those topics) or wondering if someone had say something bad about you for this in the past, he is just thinking too much about this

Terasaka is flustered for you trusting on him with this and embarrassed by his reaction when you told him, so the next days he will try to tell you indirectly that he complety support you and that this isn't going to change the way he sees you or anything

When he gets used to and isn't embarrassed by the topic anymore he will casually bring it to the conversation as jokes, now teasing you with a lot of girls (instead of boys how he used to do)

Hiroto Maehara

For his friendly and carefree attitude isn't too difficult to get close to Maehara, he is still pretty popular and easy to get along with so from the start he treat you as a friend, however as the time pass and you two become closer Maehara grows a little more clingy, just the type of friend who drag you around in their little mischiefs

Maehara doesn't discriminate for the gender, he tries to be a calm and respect your space since you are woman and his friend (aside for the casual playful flirting), but if you don't have problem with being more touchy (but still respectful) and a little rude with you (and since all Class 3-E is getting Karasuma's training he knows you are stronge) he will be totally up for it

Maehara is the type to be doing jokes and teasing you constantly (even you two would have your inside jokes if you are the playful and joker type), and your love life isn't going to be free from the jokes, he is paying attention because he wants to support you with jokes if you ever fall in love, so is very probably that he himself end up finding your atraction for women but he won't say nothing for a while, not wanting to asume or invade your privacy

Maehara can be doing a lot of jokes all the time but there are times when he gets soft and show you that side of him that cares a lot for you, reminding you that he will be with you through thick and thin, supporting you as the amazing friend he is no matter what

When you finally open up to him about you being lesbian he just smiles at you before telling you that he already knew it, jokinly braging about what kind of friend he will be if he doesn't know something so important for his friend

When he is done with the joking Maehara reasure you that is fine, you being atracted to girls isn't something that will change your friendship or the way he see you, he doesn't see anything bad on it is something more you two share

Your friendship continue as always, but since that day Maehara is talking more about girls, asking you who you think is the prettier or sexiest one as the little pervert he is or if there is one girl that you like, he is just so curious and he does it with the excuse of wanting to be supportive over you (even when he is joking you know he does it with good intentions)

If someone ever tries to talk bad about you for being lesbian Maehara is immediatly by your side, immediatly standing up for you, he will never let anyone mess with his friend let alone for something so stupid like judging you for who you are atracted to

[underratedandoverit]

Hello there!

i wanna request just..The best friends, Orange, the whole group just in a hug pile...for some reason I'm very soft when it comes to hugs

819 words best friends (orange cassidy, kris statlander, trent baretta, chuck taylor)

ssssoooo i may or may not have finally rewatched stadium stampede from all in 2023 and i still have A LOT of feelings about that match. so this takes place the day after that. i just wanted them all to be very sweet to the suffering little clementine 💜 i hope this is anything, enjoy!!

can be read as platonic or shippy poly friends, whichever floats your boat theres minor mentions of blood but thats about it, other than that its just friends supporting friends and fluff

@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate

on ao3

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Everything ached. Cassidy was awake, but refused to open his eyes, feeling the pounding on the side of his head, followed by the stiffness in his neck. Even trying to move his arms as he rolled to his side on the bed hurt, putting any strength into the movement made him feel like he was going to throw up from the sheer pain alone.

He was very aware how rough last night had been, both physically and mentally, but it had been such a long time since Cassidy had last felt it like this that he had almost forgotten how bad the pain was. Getting battered, bruised, and bloodied was one thing, watching his friends go through it as well mostly because of him was another, him shoving his hand into glass and getting cuts and blood everywhere was a whole another suitcase he didn’t want to unpack.

Cassidy winced a little at the sound of the hotel room door opening, even the quietest sound feeling like rumbling in his ears. Even the stadium he had performed the night before didn’t sound as loud as that in his head.

He wasn’t obviously going to get any more sleep so he forced his eyes open, it taking a second for his vision to focus, watching as a familiar looking hand lowered a small bottle of painkillers and a glass of water on the nightstand next to him. Cassidy carefully moved his head, eyes looking up towards Kris, who only smiled back at him as the pain was so obvious on his face she didn’t want to make it worse. He watched as she turned away from him, a finger rising on her lips, clearly shushing the other people in the room on his behalf.

Cassidy was thankful, but it wasn’t like it was going to make that big of a difference.

Without a word he slowly sat up, the painful moans and groans following every movement until he was finally able to throw his legs over the edge of the bed. He closed his eyes to steady himself for a moment, trying to push the painful headache away for at least long enough until he got something to relieve it in him. Reaching an arm for the bottle of painkillers was equally as painful, and Cassidy wasn’t going to lie if someone asked how he was holding up.

Barely.

He struggled for a moment trying to get the bottle open, followed by a defeated sigh as after a few weak attempts he wasn’t making any progress. As Cassidy was about to give up, another hand joined in, carefully taking the bottle from his hands, easily rolling the top of it open and pouring two pills out of it into the palm of his hand. Cassidy watched them, quietly, without a word popping them into his mouth before he was offered the glass of water. He glanced up at Trent, who only nodded back to him and continued to hold the glass for him even after Cassidy reached for it, making sure it was in much more secure hands than in the blond’s trembling ones, carefully tilting it so Cassidy could get a proper drink out of it.

Getting even slightly hydrated was doing him some good, but Cassidy had to admit he still didn’t feel much better. He knew it was going to take some time for the painkillers to kick in, and he just had to wait. Unfortunately for him he was an impatient one, but the soft brush of a hand against his arm soon caught his attention, Cassidy glancing over his shoulder back towards the bed, seeing the familiar face of Chuck smiling back at him as he carefully took a hold of the blond’s arm, nudging him softly back to the bed.

With a little help from Trent to try to help with his aching body, Cassidy was soon positioned in front of Chuck who was sitting up against the headboard, hands carefully running over the tensed up upper back of the blond. Cassidy tried to keep quiet as he felt the jolts of pain through his body, but little by little the hands carefully massaging his back were starting to have the desired effects. Cassidy could feel himself slowly relaxing, his breathing easier, the headache beginning to fade.

After a while the hands stopped, Chuck just steadying him a little as his arms wrapped around Cassidy’s midsection, pulling him against his chest. Cassidy didn’t resist, feeling comfortable for the first time in hours, even more so as he felt the bed shift on either side of them, more arms pulling them into careful, comforting hugs as Kris and Trent joined in.

There was a hint of smile on Cassidy’s lips as silence fell back into the hotel room, all of them just settling in comfortably in each other's arms. These truly were his best friends.

[barely-coherent]

Asexual GN Reader coming out to Karasuno

Surprise I'm also asexual even though it's literally in my bio so it's not really a surprise. It was also my birthday 2 weeks ago, lol.

Daichi

• Oh me, oh my, this man

• You're like watching a movie

• And he leans down for a kiss

• Obviously you kiss back

• He pushes you onto your back and remember he doesn't know

• You gently push his chest away

• "Are you okay? Did I do something wrong?"

• "No! No, it's just me. Uh… Promise you won't get mad?"

• "Promise."

• You took in a slightly shaky breath and just went "I'm actually asexual…"

• He was quiet for a few seconds

• Was he still processing? Was he mad? Was he gonna break up with you? Was-

• "That's it?"

• What

• "I'm sorry?"

• "Sorry, I'll rephrase. Why did you look so scared to tell me?"

• You were shocked for some reason

• "You're not disappointed?"

• "Why would I be? I can take care of myself."

• You immediately felt embarrassed

• Daichi has supported you through everything, why wouldn't he with this?

Suga

• He has gaydar but for every sexuality

• So he's just staring at you

• "Stop, it's getting weird."

• "Sorry, I just can't get a read on you."

• "What?"

• "I'm getting asexual but there's something else there."

• You clench your fists at that

• "Maybe it's because I didn't want to be outed!"

• "Alright, I'll drop it, sorry."

• Good job Suga

• Real smooth of you

Asahi

• You were sleeping over at Asahi's house not for the first time

• But you just really wanted to be close to him so as soon as he got into bed you climbed on top of him just to cuddle

• But he immediately got red in the face

• "Uh, right now? I mean- It's just- Um, this- Aren't you tired?"

• You were confused until it hit you

• "Asahi, I don't want to have sex with you!"

• He let out a sad little "Oh…"

• "That's not- It's not just you, I don't wanna have sex with anybody."

• "Oh… OH, okay sorry."

• He started apologizing

• "Asahi, shut up."

• He immediately closed his mouth

Noya

• Almost a permanent resident of horny jail

• You know, I know, we all know

• He's not ashamed

• He said "So what if I like getting my dick wet?"

• It's true, I was there

• ANYWAY

• You're staying over for the first time and nervous as all hell

• What if he's expecting something? What if he's upset? What if he's disappointed? What if-

• "Are you alright? You've been in there for 15 minutes and I'd rather you not pace a hole through my bathroom floor."

• You open the door and walk past him, trying to hide your nerves

• Key word, trying

• He grabs your wrist

• "Are you alright?"

• Fuck

• "Yep, all good!" And you speed walk into his room and crawl under the covers

• He joins you and turns off the light

• There are about three feet between you and you lie ramrod straight, not daring to move.

• "I can feel your anxiety from over here, also why are you so far away?"

• You fumble for an answer before you stuff your face into your pillow

• "'m askshal…" You mumble

• "Did you just speak in tongues? I couldn't hear you."

• You say it a little louder into the pillow

• "Babe, I can't understand-"

• "I'M ASEXUAL"

• "Okay? And?"

• "You know you're practically a permanent resident of horny jail, right?"

• "Obviously."

• "As someone who literally cannot go to horny jail, there might be a little bit of a problem."

• He laughs a little which makes you angry, totally reasonable

• Then "Babe, I would suffer erectile dysfunction until the end of time if it would make you more comfortable."

• You physically cringe, just your entire body just cringes

• "Please never say that again."

• "Well it's true and a total mood killer so it works out for the both of us, now c'mere."

Tanaka

• Not as bad as Noya

• He's more discreet at least

• But it's still pretty obvious

• You kept getting nervous that once he finds out, he'll leave you for Kiyoko

• So you didn't tell him

• For YEARS you kept this secret

• He never initiated anything so you were like "It's fine, he doesn't even want to."

• But you were still like "Maybe he doesn't want me."

• You really went Antihero by Taylor Swift

• So one day you're like "Tanaka, can we talk?"

• And hes like "Sure, what's up?"

• While on the inside he's freaking out "OH MY GOD THEY'RE GONNA BREAK UP WITH ME FUCK, WHAT DID I DO WRONG"

• And then you ask why he hasn't initiated anything, asking if he finds you undesirable

• And he's confused like ???

• He explains he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable if you're not ready

• And you melt

• Broski was fr waiting for you

• And then it hits you

• You would never be ready

• You start freaking out

• "Hey, hey, are you alright?"

• He asks and you can't look him in the eyes

• "What if… What if I'm never ready?"

• "What do you mean?"

• "I, uh- I'm asexual… Actually."

• "And? That's fine! I'm a big boy, I got this. We have a bathroom."

Kageyama

• Sweet, sweet boy

• He doesn't care

• At least he doesn't show it if he does

• Just goes "Okay"

• And then a couple weeks later he comes up to you "What does that mean? Hinata just laughed at me."

• You stifle a giggle before explaining to him

• Don't mind me projecting real quick

• "Oh! There's a word for that? I am too."

• So y'all are two ace people in love

• We love to see it

Hinata

• I feel like he kinda knows

• Like he's preeeety sure but he's not certain

• So one day he straight up asks you

• He pulls you away from a group so to not out you when you weren't ready

• "So are you asexual?"

• You're pretty taken aback

• "Uh… Why do you want to know?"

• He just cocks his head in confusion

• "I'm just making sure, don't want to assume anything!"

• So you tell him and he smiles

• "Alright! Thanks for trusting me with this information too!"

• Which is the only acceptable way to react when someone comes out to you

Tsukishima

• Mans literally does not care

• If anyone brought up sex he'd probably just say "Gross" and move on

• But you figure he should probably know anyway

• So you're sitting next to him, probably watching a movie or something

• That classic trope of sex scene comes on with your partner

• "Are they even trying? It looks faker than it is!"

• Poor Kei is sick and tired of bad sex in movies

• Akiteru came down the stairs but then saw the TV

• He knew it was a movie but knew the trope of movie sex leads to real sex so he just went back upstairs

• Kei notices you're unusually quiet and is like "Hello? Earth to s/o?"

• Obviously you're paying attention

• Probably too much attention

• He realizes your nervous and that has him worried

• What has you so nervous all of a sudden?

• "Are you all good? You're really tense."

• "Uh, well... I'm asexual"

• "Okay? And? It's literally fake."

• "TSUKISHIMA KEI"

• "Not asexuality, the movie! God, I'm an asshole, not cruel."

• You eventually skip the movie and Kei checks his phone just to see a text that says "Use protection ;)" from Akiteru

• "You're fucking disgusting!" He calls upstairs and laughter immediately comes from Akiterus room

Yamaguchi

• Baby boy. Baby

• He's so nervous

• You know if you do the "can we talk?" He's gonna have a panic attack

• So instead before you walk home together you're like "I need to tell you a thing" to make sure he doesn't think it's anything bad

• He just looks at you for you to continue, smiling

• "Okay, so... I'm part of the LGBTQ community"

• You figured you should start with that

• His smile doesn't falter so he nods

• "Okay! Do you have a specific label? Or would you rather not tell me?"

• "Yes! I'm asexual, so... yeah."

• That's when his smile falls

• Oh God

• Oh no

• "Which one is that again?"

• Oh

• "It's the one where I don't want sex."

• "Oh, cool. I'm glad you told me."

[skaald-of-the-hearth-fires]

DoF:RefTE chapter 8 - Elemental

Dreams of Freedom: Reforging the Edge

Chapter eight: Elemental | (AO3 link)

In her chambers, Jennah, Queen of Kryta, paces in worry, hours after midnight, having barely slept. Countess Anise, personal guard of the queen, sits on a luxuriously-upholstered chaise, hands folded demurely, eyes bright and alert, watching.

Jennah had given up trying to come up with some political stratagem to circumvent Minister Caudecus’ scheming. She’d interceded in his argument with Logan’s second-in-command, informing the venerable Minister of her position on the matter, but he would not be moved. She had spent hours with Anise, desk scattered with parchments, calculating favors she is owed from various nobles and how she can gain more - various requests she could concede to, for example - to gain a faction’s support.

Nothing worthwhile had turned up, although Jennah will ensure the law is modified as soon as she can convene the Chamber of Ministers - as soon as daylight if possible.

Caudecus has a lot of influence, but not enough to stop that. Not when Caudecus is so obviously exploiting a loophole - although why he would be so obvious is beyond her. He’s usually far subtler, but of course he and Logan have been at loggerheads since Logan was made Captain five years ago. And he’d been at loggerheads with Logan’s predecessor, Dylan Thackeray, long before that.

Loyal captains are hard to come by. It seems the Thackerays breed them well.

“What if he’s hurt?” Jennah asks Anise for the ten thousandth time as she paces in her chambers.

“Then he will recover,” comes the quiet reply for the ten thousandth time. “Logan is resilient; you know it best of all.”

Jennah returns to pacing. This is no ordinary battle, else Caudecus would not be so blatantly opposing his access to reinforcements. Something important is going on.

“It is beyond conscionable,” Jennah bursts out, “that a Legate Minister should have the power to limit Kryta’s access to military force in a time of danger!”

Logan’s arms groan in protest as he raises his sword. He is warring with bone-deep exhaustion.

“Well said,” Anise says stoically.

Jennah fumes. She doesn’t have the support to oppose Caudecus on a matter of written law. Even now, she cannot risk dividing Kryta. Not on a whim; not on a worry. “What… what if I lose him?” she asks, voice barely above a whisper. She curls up next to Anise on the chaise, slippered feet tucking underneath her for warmth.

Anise wraps her arms around Jennah and remains silent for a long moment. “Then he will fall defending you, and Kryta, and he will have died content.”

“Oh, don’t talk like that!” Jennah cries, burying her face in Anise’s shoulder. “Is there nothing we can do to help?”

“I won’t ‘talk like that,’” Anise says gently, “if you will likewise abstain. Don’t worry - Logan will come to no harm.”

“I cannot help but worry!”

Logan fights exhaustion and sleep and relaxation just as desperately as he fights the centaurs when they come.

“You cannot send help without violating the law of Kryta. If that is a political step you feel secure enough to take…”

Frustration bubbles out of Jennah with a cry. “Oh, Anise, I cannot - !“ and she returns to pacing, up and down in the large room. “What if he’s hurt?” she asks again, plaintively. “He’s out there - fighting - without adequate troops!”

Anise’s lips curve into a rare, gentle smile. “Would you call seven against a dragon champion ‘adequate troops?’”

Logan fights to get moving again, fights with himself and sometimes he doesn’t move when he tells himself to move.

Jennah chuckles softly. “Well - I suppose - when you put it like that - “

“So, will you sleep now? You can do no more good tonight, and will do little tomorrow if you are not rested.”

“Oh, I - I don’t know, Anise. I think not. I don’t think I can rest ‘till I know he is safe. He is in danger, whether or not he has beaten it before.”

“At least lie down,” Anise urges. “Worry in your bed. Dream your dreams of him; perhaps in that you can find peace.”

Jennah reluctantly allows herself to be led to her bed, hung with embroidered drapery and gold, and lies down. She stares up at the canopy. Logan is in mortal danger. He is quite capable, of course, and had pulled out of many similar messes before, but… Jennah cannot shake the feeling of doom and despair that had settled over her.

Logan, at times, faces the oncoming stampede, hands stuck to the hilt of his sword and unable to lift it.

Jennah props herself up on one arm and looks over at Anise. “Anise, do you think - “ She pauses for a moment, struggling with words.

Anise looks at her expectantly.

Jennah opens her mouth again.

She is interrupted by Logan’s voice speaking directly into her mind. His voice is weary and labored, and resignation tinges his tone. I’m sorry… my queen.

Her heart skips a beat. No - no! Logan! He is speaking to her from his heart - as she had once spoken to his in the midst of danger. He can’t have already given up - !

Jennah scrambles and nearly falls out of the bed, sheets tangling about her ankles. Anise looks up in alarm.

“He’s calling to me,” she murmurs. “Logan is calling to me.” She scrambles to her feet, Anise helping her up. Jennah takes a deep breath and regains her composure. “Logan is in trouble. Real trouble.”

Anise’s brow creases and she frowns, confusion marring her features.

“He’s calling to me!” Jennah insists at her friend’s disbelief, glancing around for her scepter. “I have to go! He needs me!”

Comprehension dawns on Anise’s face and she nods. She had been there when Jennah bonded Logan to her. She had been there again when Jennah’s heart had cried out to Logan - and he came and turned the tide of a battle, if not of a war.

Jennah sees her shift from Anise, concerned lady-in-waiting and friend, to Countess Anise, Master Exemplar of the Shining Blade, loyal advisor, bodyguard, and right hand of the queen.

“It is late,” Countess Anise says. “My magic is spent and you are tired. What - ?”

Jennah lifts the royal iron-wrought scepter from its place by the door and turns to her advisor with eyes like steel. He’d come for her. She can do no less. “Take me to the city wall.”

Anise bows her head in acquiescence.

~oOoOo~

Logan can’t make himself move - he just stands there as the centaur throws back its head and bellows a challenge. Logan’s body had shut down. It feels good - like resting while standing up. He can’t move.

His Seraph surge forward and surround the centaur - the lone centaur - and it puts up a serious fight. Logan manages to stumble forward a few steps while the Seraph (and the trio of civilians) batter it down, some of them falling in the process.

Logan can barely stagger two steps forward when two soldiers retreat out of the fray, carrying Lieutenant Francis. Logan grimaces - this is the third time Francis has been taken out of the fight, but at least it seems it’ll be over soon.

The centaur does finally turn and - miraculously - flee the garrison. There are no other centaurs. They’d made it. Logan allows himself to relax.

The ranger and the mesmer are running after the centaur, and some of the less weary Seraph run with them.

Logan slowly drags himself out onto the bridge. He thinks of calling them back, but if they have the energy to run and take down the centaurs’ leader, Logan isn’t going to speak against it. A smile spreads across his face. They’d done it. He’d survived. Shaemoor had survived.

Kryta will stand another day.

Logan checks his injuries - he might have a few broken ribs, from where a centaur had kicked him earlier, but that will heal. It’ll be okay. Everything will be okay. He'll see Jennah again. He'll have his opportunity to make a chance.

The ambient magic stirs like a motionless earthquake - cracks creeping along the ground, but no shaking. No rumble. Just cracks quietly spiderwebbing outward in an ever-growing expanse, like something twining gently across his skin. Logan glances back at the centaur and those following it. He opens his mouth to request its capture, not death. Logan wants to question it closely.

But it is standing on the hilltop beyond the bridge, hands in the air, and surrounded by flying earth and debris... casting a powerful spell. Seraph and the three civilians are clambering up the hill towards it.

Oh, no…

But he can’t quite react to this new threat right away. He’d already relaxed. His body isn’t going to be moving far anytime soon.

The earth circling the centaur suddenly coalesces into two gigantic hands, an elemental rivaling the garrison itself for size, reaching for the sky. The centaur, standing between the two hands, gives one last gesture and topples over. The dangerous whirlwind of flying debris goes on unabated.

Logan heaves a sigh and immediately winces, putting a hand to his chest. The centaur sage’s death means little in the face of this threat, and Logan can only hope his men and the civilians can handle it. He’s useless. That elemental - possibly a greater elemental, although Logan had only ever heard of them - is probably mobile, highly ranged, nigh-indestructible, and with a mind of its own. There can be no retreat from this. Only the garrison stands between it and Divinity's Reach. A chill runs down Logan's back.

They had this up their sleeves? Scrap starving out the city in weeks - those giant hands would batter down the walls in days.

They still might. Even with no centaurs guiding it... Logan's heart races.

One of his soldiers gives a shout of fear upon seeing the greater earth elemental. “By all Six Gods,” she shouts, “what is that thing?”

Logan sets his jaw. Those hands are a threat to Divinity’s Reach, Queen Jennah, and Kryta. It is his duty, and that of every Seraph, to stand between them and destruction. Logan raises his voice - about the only thing he can do - to include all the Seraph in his reply, and speaks with confidence. “That, soldier, is a threat. And we’re going to take it down!”

~oOoOo~

Jennah stares over the rampart of Divinity’s Reach at the distant, square-shaped silhouette of the Shaemoor Garrison… and the shifting, glowing mound beyond it. The wind flaps the queen’s robe about her feet. Jennah has eyes only for the something that is commanding a swirling vortex of ambient magic… right in front of the garrison Logan is defending.

Jennah’s expression firms. There is only one thing she can do. She grips her robe tighter around herself and draws herself up to her full height. “Anise, I’m going to overload it.” She draws out her scepter and holds it at her side, between herself and Anise.

Anise’s eyes widen ever-so-slightly, then nods. She steps up to stand next to Jennah and places her hand over the queen’s on the scepter. Jennah raises her left hand toward the disturbance. Anise raises her right.

Queen Jennah of Kryta summons her magic.

Her palm glows purple.

~oOoOo~

Logan can only stand there as his men hammer on the giant hands of the greater elemental... and the smaller elementals it had spawned.

Logan had failed Kryta in numerous ways tonight, and now he can’t physically move. Kryta's welfare is his responsibility, and here he is on the sidelines not lifting a finger while his men batter on the elemental hand. In fact, he's still forcing one foot after another, trudging toward the conflict.

But none of their efforts seem to harm it. Its sheer size shrugs off all attacks, physical and magical.

At least it isn’t moving - but the capital city of Kryta is in very real danger if it can’t be killed. There has to be some way.

Logan remembers Caithe’s words: everything has a weakness. You just have to find it. He remembers Rytlock roasting devourer tails with his sword. He might never see them again.

No! Logan shakes his head and focuses. He will live, and he won’t see Rytlock again. This elemental has a weakness, and it’s up to him to find it and kill it.

Logan’s magic thrums within his veins. It had been hours since he’d cast a spell. But all his magic is useless if he has no energy to manipulate with it.

Well… I have plenty of energy. It’s just, you know, keeping me alive right now - if barely. Living takes a lot of energy. But if Divinity’s Reach is in danger… if Jennah is in danger…

A purple bolt of magic shoots through the air and spears straight into the elemental’s magical core. It seems to shudder at the impact. The bolt leaves a purple trail behind it, pointing back to…

Divinity’s Reach. Jennah. Only she could cast a spell from this distance, much less cast and hope for it to be effective.

The purple trail hovers in the sky. Hope rises within Logan’s heart just looking at it. His queen is watching. His queen is fighting. Seraph glance up between trading blows with centaurs, only to return quickly to their battles.

The elemental begins to glow from within. Significant power must be pouring into it from that bolt, that purple trail. My queen came, Logan marvels. She came for me! She is his reinforcements in this battle. One of the giant hands begins to shake. The ambient magic quivers violently.

Another bolt soars beside the first, another purple trail. Logan’s eyes light up at the sight. The second hand trembles. The whole elemental is destabilizing. But even two BOOMA’s from a mesmer as powerful as the Krytan Queen - probably with Anise backing her up - are not enough to bring down the elemental.

Purple magic coalesces in the air near the trails. The image of Jennah shimmers into existence, standing in the air and gesturing with an iron-wrought scepter. It is a mesmer clone - insubstantial, unreal, and yet a projection of Jennah’s presence and power onto the battlefield.

Purple magic gathers around the head of the scepter. The illusion slashes. A bolt of magic, glowing so brightly Logan has to shield his eyes, soars out of it and stabs like lightning into the heart of the elemental.

The greater elemental rumbles ominously, glowing with yellow energy. The ambient magic quivers like still water disturbed - ripples circling outward, the site of impact heaving dangerously.

Logan draws a sharp breath at the sight, but the next moment he shouts, “brace yourselves, I think it’s going to explode!”

Even as he speaks, the hand crumples upward into a floating ball of debris. The Seraph barely have time to at the elemental and turn away before the elemental falls thunderously to the ground. A shockwave ripples across the hill, and many soldiers stumble and fall. Huge boulders and other debris roll down the hill, freshly-churned earth falling in chunks.

Seraph shout in alarm. Others scream in pain. Some yell in desperation as their friends fall under the landslide.

Logan cannot move. He tries to step forward to help, but his whole body groans in protest.

The illusion of the queen wavers. Sways. Flickers. Alarm sparks in Logan’s heart.

Then it winks out, along with the streamers of purple. Logan stares upward at where they had been, transfixed; only one thought pounding through his head. Is she alright?

It takes no small amount of power to cast a spell like that, from that distance - Logan remembers the day, five years ago, when she had cast a mighty spell to end a battle, and perhaps a war. Afterward, she had mustered the energy to make a grand proclamation from the top of a tower, and then toppled into Anise’s arms and remained unconscious for days.

Is she alright?

[thatstormygeek]

"And I think there’s more Republicans still out there that perhaps don’t want to speak publicly. They don’t want to get the backlash or the retribution that the former president has talked about if he’s reelected."

Huh. Sounds an awful lot like how they've been describing cancel culture all this time. But I thought only the "left" did that to people.

“And just because someone disagrees with your opinion, on a policy matter, or something like that, doesn’t mean they’re a bad person. And so I think a lot of times these days, people take things so personally, or they make it personal, when it doesn’t have to be. And I think that’s the way we move forward is being civil, allowing for discourse, especially discourse from the other side. And we can find common ground.”

The problem is that common ground has to include respecting the rights of people to live in ways you don't agree with. And Republicans are horrid at that. So y'all can opine about the need for common ground all you like, you're going to have to show us something, prove that you can do that, before we can begin to think about where that common ground might lie.

Personally, I don't know that there is anything they can manage that will make me trust it's not just a ploy to get us to let our guards down. YMMV. In my experience, the only time the right is decent is when they are forced to be.

Clay Wirestone practices what he preaches in that piece. He is willing to extend the benefit of the doubt to Representative Howe, ready to meet him partway.

Me? I'm not so nice.

I can appreciate the effort Howe spent laying out Trump's history of lying about elections being stolen long before he was even in the running for office. And I get the desire to weasel out of your own responsibility, especially when writing a public opinion piece. But my dude...come on. You lay out how your guy was an obvious liar and openly vindictive, then make a big deal out of how y'all were lied to, but then you tell everyone you voted for Trump twice.

So the lies and overt grudges weren't enough to turn you off. I guess I'm glad open insurrection is, but jesus fucking christ the bar is in the deepest level of hell and most of the GOP still can't clear it.

"Every Republican, with hindsight as a gift, needs to thoroughly examine the actions of the former President, and determine whether or not you think he exemplifies the virtues and values we hold dear as Americans."

If only. I mean, I think the values and virtues Republicans hold dear are kind of shitty a lot of the time, but it would be nice if they'd at least try to pretend to care about those.

"Several years have since passed, and with hindsight and a willingness to accept the facts, I decided to write this article for my fellow Kansas Republicans. While we may have different perspectives and analysis of what happened on January 6th, and what happened leading up to that day, what actually occurred that day must be accounted for and fully addressed by Republicans and the Republican Party."

Overall, I'm glad he wrote this. We are going to need more (a LOT more) in that party willing to openly hit the brakes if there is any chance for this nation at all. And I hope he stands by his declaration to not support Trump.

But I also wonder what his options are otherwise. Who is running on the GOP ticket that he feels he can vote for? If open insurrection truly is the line, there are others he can support, but if he's being honest about wanting the direction of his party to change, well...good fucking luck with these primaries.

And that's where the weaseling I mentioned earlier comes in. Ultimately, I don't give a shit if this guy experiences any consequences or whatever if he's truly committed to changing things and willing to actually investigate his own biases. But it's hard to know if the dodging accountability is just ego protection or if it's a sign he really doesn't see what the issues are.

Time will tell, I suppose.

[stranded-ziggy]

Some more thoughts on AI art because God knows we need more of that...

I want to preface this by saying that if you have or are currently making art by prompting AI I wish you the best in your creative endeavors but hope I can make you consider the value of learning any skill that requires patience and dedication.

Learning a skill is hard, perhaps one of the hardest things anyone can do but here's a little tip: You do not need to 'master' anything to enjoy doing it.

I'd consider myself a fairly skilled artist, I can have an idea for a painting and complete it with some accuracy and style at least. It's taken many years to come to this point yes, but I would not consider my journey as an artist to be anywhere near an end.

In fact, I look forward to a year from now when I look back on the work I'm creating these days and realize how far I've come. Sure, there's days when I'm frustrated with how I'm lacking skill in certain areas or how I wish I could paint the way [artist] does but I know in time I'll get there and I also know that my art and my ideas and stories I want to tell aren't going to be told by anyone else, not in my unique voice.

It took a long time to build that mindset but that's why I write think pieces like this, to try and prompt people to start thinking in healthier ways about art and creativity rather than obsessing over how far they still have to go or things like attention online.

Back to AI, I assume this isn't the case for everyone but it seems pretty obvious to me that for a lot of people the appeal of AI is the ability to skip the cue, to skip right to getting the same amount of attention (and profit though trust me there isn't as much profit in art as you think at least not for most of us) as artists they admire. A lot of people don't want to admit this but it's pretty goddamn obvious.

I won't lie, I see very little value in doing anything solely for profit, so maybe I can't appeal to those of you who do. But for those of you who think more like me and see value in art by itself I'd like to say there is also value in failing at art or enjoying making humble art. Lessons to be learned that can be applied everywhere in life.

I learned this lesson through taking up guitar a few years ago. I got so far that I could strum along to and sing most Beatles songs and then I was happy. Maybe I'll never apply myself to guitar the same way I have art but that's fine.

There is nothing wrong with that...I do not need to master guitar for it to teach me something valuable.

I'm not lazy or lacking in energy I'm just happy to have fun and play songs for myself and my friends and family. I admire people who do decide to master it but that's not a part of my story at this point in life and that's A-OK.

If that's what your journey with painting or drawing looks like try and see the value that has for you. Don't use your time trying to defend something that disregards human creativity as something of the past, something that is built on the backs of real artists by taking work they put their lives into and spitting out a lifeless version of it, something that has caused artists so much fear and doubt...

Instead, put that time into creating, really creating, learning from the ground up like I did with guitar. Teach yourself if you don't have time or money for lessons (I taught myself to paint!), reach out to artists for resources.

My ask box is always open if you want recommendations for resources or even tutorials on how I do things! LMK if you are an absolute beginner and I'll adjust for that.

I would never turn anyone away from rejoining the human art community no matter how staunchly they supported AI.

[papilio-anima]

Is your muse comfortable with, or proud of their body? Are they insecure?

Is your muse attracted to any features in particular?

Does your muse like to be pinned down, or to pin their partner? 

Where is your muse most sensitive? 

Not that a certain someone on @starglittering wants to know or anything... :3

Vanilla Sunday Meme @starwardsword thank youuu :3

Is your muse comfortable with, or proud of their body? Are they insecure?

At best Hu Tao is neutrally comfortable with her body. That being said, she does know her shorter height gives the notion she is younger and by an extent more immature. She tries to pay no mind to it, but every once in a while she does want to be treated like the adult she is. Lately she's been trying to dress up in outfits that can help this case. Make herself look more flattering. Just because her profession is dreary doesn't mean she should match the same part always.

However when it comes to exposing oneself more. Like being intimate with a partner that's a sort of different story. In truth, she isn't sure how to feel about it. It's definitely some mixed emotions. Hopes for acceptance, the spicy thrill of doing something new, playful curiosity, the worry she may have revealed too much.

Is your muse attracted to any features in particular?

Appearance wise she does have a soft spot for those with dark colored hair. Bonus points if they have been brave enough to creatively dye it at some point. Speaking of creative inspiration. She tends to be attracted to those who are in the performing arts. I.E poetry, singing, dance. More so, she prefers her partners to at least be healthy and fit. While she appreciates the business for her funeral parlor, burying them isn't what she has in mind for the support djksaljk. Oh and it does help that they are taller than her.

Does your muse like to be pinned down, or to pin their partner? 

Not gonna lie here. But the funeral director can be a brat. She deserves to be pinned down! Ahem... No but, really that is part of her teasing persona. She like a partner who can show some dominance and not be afraid around her. Did someone say kabedon?? Pspspspsps. And since she is a switch, there are times where she can attempt to pin down her partner as well if they are asking for it.

Where is your muse most sensitive? 

Mostly her legs, around her inner thighs tend to be a really sensitive spot for Hu Tao. Almost ticklish, too. Other spots aside from the obvious ones, include the crook of her neck and middle of her back. It is worth noting that being a pyro vision user her own body temperature is warmer than average.

[icharchivist]

Sort of a sad thought but Lucifer is described as a little gullible sometimes, so I think he did believe that Belial and he were at least friendly, still. He did notice that they weren't as close as they used to be, but figured it was due to both of them having lots of different responsibilities now. And when he offered to come over and Belial said "I'm actually really busy that month", Lucifer believed him, because why would Belial lie? Both to him and in general

And then the rebellion happened and Lucifer wondered why Belial would betray him and one of the other angels was like "Why are you so surprised, it was obvious that the guy hated your guts" and Lucifer is thrown into a crisis

yeah :( That's why anytime we set up Lucifer trying to cheer Belial up in our AU it's ultimately in a post-canon timeline. Just like Lucifer couldn't notice Sandalphon's torment either.

Any flashbacks we have of Lucifer and Belial always have Belial going passive aggressive and Lucifer doesn't pick up on it. The further back we go (except for Lucifer's transcendance) the less bad it is but it still there.

There's also that one scene i think in Belial's quest? set before the creation of the primarches, where Belial is a bit rude to Lucifer, but Lucifer brushes it off and then the narration talks about how they were working back to back, fully trusting one another and stuff.... it really gives the idea that, at least before the primarches came to be, Belial could still be mean, but in the actions he did truly work with Lucifer and perhaps appreciated his stay.

so.... i think when things got worse, Lucifer just didn't pick it up because Belial has always had a mean edge that he didn't really mean. Maybe he gets meaner, but it's not so different is it?

And you have scenes also when Lucifer has coffee with Sandalphon and Belial is supposed to give a message to Lucifer, but on the way he teases Sandalphon and drinks a bit of coffee with Lucifer. For Belial, he was probably purposingly overstaying his welcome to bother Lucifer during his date, but for Lucifer it could easily be something he interpreted as Belial just enjoying staying around. And well, Belial can be full of contradiction sometimes and i wonder if it was not also a bit of both.

so Belial was basically sending Mix Messages and Lucifer just always interpreted it in the nicest way possible because well. he's always been rude!! but it doesn't mean he doesn't care now, does he?

and so he wouldn't notice the way their relationship eroded itself with the years. He just trusted him. If Belial told him he was busy, it must be because he is. not because he avoids him. All of that.

And everything came crashing down DURING the civil war. Hell, Lucifer even had banters with Belial at the begining because Belial was still acting like he supported him while breaking the news that Sandalphon had joined the rebel ranks. Lucifer's world was crashing down and he still relied on Belial in that moment...... and it's only once he killed Lucilius he realized Belial had been betraying him this whole time.

and once he realized that, remember how his first reaction was trying to go in the gardens and take a cup of coffee with Sandalphon until he remembered Sandalphon was gone. He lost Belial then and he desperately tried to hang on to someone he could trust as well, before realizing he lost both of them that day. And so he threw himself in his work to try to cope with all of this.

So i think yeah that's pretty much how canon is built on that regard. Lucifer just thinking Belial's behavior is normal and isn't about him being hostile toward him, which was true once, but not anymore, and how everything came crashing down at once, and the crisis was so bad he threw himself into work instead.

and it makes me so sad :(

and yeah it's why we really only use Lucifer&Belial reconciliation plotline being set in a "post canon where Lucifer comes back to life and Belial joins us somehow" because it's only since he connected back to Sandalphon that Lucifer is trying to be conscious of what impact he had on people. He probably realized the day Sandalphon told him why he left, that it's not just a question of Sandalphon, and by extention, Belial, hating him, but probably that there were other things at play.

Anyway. sad :(. poor Lucifer.