#literally a character kept telling me how much he loved me and how bright i was and that hes sorry he wont be around longer and just-

[p1utofairy]

PAC: “i just wanna be your favorite…” ⭐️🎀💍

• which fictional characters is your person most like?

disclaimer ✩: 18+ mature themes. take what resonates, leave what doesn't. i also just wanna say thank y'all from the bottom of my heart for the support <3 it means so much to me. enjoy!

pile 1 💸 —

"i can't wait 'til i get you on the floor, good-looking. hey, going hot, so hot, just like an oven. and ow! burned myself, i just had to touch it. but it's so fire, and it's all mine."

hiii pile 1! let me start off by saying your person is one fineeee m'fer! they look straight out of an old hollywood movie. suit & tie by justin timberlake ft. jay z won't stop playing in my head lol, their vibe is literally that song. they're gonna love taking you out to fun events and showing you off to people hehe i heard "trophy wife." this isn't in a superficial way by any means, they just really love how you look and how bright your personality shines. you have a mesmerizing appearance and an extraordinary personality to match. i feel like your eyes or their eyes is another main focus that will garner lots of compliments. ok, wow. back to the topic at hand! the characters i channeled were jay gatsby from ‘the great gatsby’, lon hammond from ‘the notebook’, and napoleon solo from ‘the man from U.N.C.L.E.’ now of course your person may not exactly look like these characters but the ✨vibes✨ are very much there. you're gonna have the time of your life with this person lol they are so damn fun and charismatic. i can hear them teasing you and and saying "don't be a brat, baby." with a sly smirk on their face LOL they're gonna make you feel so tingly and giddy inside ahhh. i feel like it was hard for them to settle down before you came into their life pile 1. they wanted to have their cake and eat it too. i mean this person could honestly have whatever they want, but you actually make them work for this relationship and they're not used to that. people (romantically and platonically) just fall for them at the drop of a dime because they are just so damn sexy, and it doesn't help that they're good with their words and actions. i just heard smooth operator by sade and ego by beyoncé at the same time lol this person is seriously a charmer! they can't help it though, they just love to socialize and have a good time. on the flip side, this sometimes weighs them down. the constant attention and socializing can make them feel overwhelmed at times. i'm thinking of ‘the great gatsby’ when jay kept throwing elaborate parties and inviting thousands of people to attend them, so that he could eventually catch daisy's attention. i'm hearing "when you're happy, they're happy!" random thought, but for some of you…your person could be from the UK/have a thick british accent. i also feel like your person is funny af, they've got jokes for dayssssss. they honestly take nothing serious…like if either of you had a bad day at work or just in general, TRUST that they will find a way to turn it around. like it'll actually amaze you how they just go through life vibing and you'll just be like how??? and i can hear them saying "i don't know, babe. i just got it like that." lol they're so cocky (but in an annoyingly hot way) you will never be able to stay mad at them. like if you were being petty and giving them the silent treatment for whatever reason…i can see you getting ready and they'd come up all close behind you, arms around your waist, kissing your neck and they'd be like "you still mad at me, baby?" and your brain would literally malfunction like €|>~€\€,\!|!]€]€YESNOYESNO.!:!,&:’ i'm crying this is hilarious. never a dull moment with them, pile 1. i'm telling ya!

other channeled messages:

theme from new york, new york by frank sinatra, gene kelly, tuxedo, her way by partynextdoor, sophisticated, expensive cologne, j'adore dior, pearly white teeth, cartier watch, swarovski crystals, meet me on the dance floor, babydoll by mariah carey, british, sprinter by dave & central cee, love island, damson idris, i'll make it happen, ballin’ by partynextdoor, diamonds are a girl's best friend

pile 2 💣 —

“who wants that perfect love story anyway, anyway. cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché. who wants that hero love that saves the day, anyway cliché, cliché, cliché, cliché.”

okayyyy pile 2, i see y'all with the bonnie and clyde vibes! let's buckle down and get serious though. i already feel like your person is very misunderstood. they might've had a rough childhood growing up or possibly struggled with connecting to their family. they feel like they fuck things up? they kinda think to themselves "why should i even try to be in a relationship, i'm a mess. i mess things up." it's actually sad because i feel like they're a great person (very soft and gentle) and when things go left/don't work out they immediately blame themselves because the blame was always put on them as a child. i'm hearing it's a "trauma response" :( aw pile 2 i feel like crying…your person really takes it on the chin and keeps it pushing. i can see them sitting on porch steps, gazing at the skyline and kinda just shrugging saying "that's just life i guess." they tend to self-sabotage before things even go into motion but before you two meet, they'll be pushed to confront their problems/fears. they have this cool, in-control, idgaf type of vibe on the outside but internally it's the opposite. i'm hearing pretty little fears by 6lack ft. j cole wow pile 2 they'll really have a soft spot for you. the characters i channeled were damon salvatore from ‘the vampire diaries’, luke glanton from ‘the place beyond the pines’ and tyler durden from ‘fight club’ which are some pretty complex personalities whew. your person is a loner by default, they feel like they really can't depend on many people. they've been left out in the cold so many times it's like they had no other choice but to become independent fast. when they meet you, pile 2…you're going to awaken them. i'm hearing j cole's verse in pretty little fears, “i'm loving your light, vulnerable. letting your guard down is honorable. 'specially when the past ain't been that friendly to you, but…there's magic in that.” it's gonna be insane to them how someone like you could display so much love, care and devotion towards them. i can see them keeping a really cute picture of you (or you two together) in their wallet/bag and just staring at it with a small smile on their face. you give them so much hope pile 2. they never knew they were capable of such strong emotions; love, happiness, joy. i can see you two laughing about something…you have this big grin on your face and when you turn your head to look at them, you just see them with a dopey smile on their face and a glint in their eyes just staring at you in awe. and you're just like "what?" but you don't even know how much you really mean to them in that moment. I'M ABOUT TO BURST INTO TEARS PLS I CAN'T. they're not used to anything stable, but you give them hope and anticipation for their future…with you. y'all are going to have to have so many enlightening, deep and forward-thinking conversations. i see them holding your hand and kissing your knuckles, taking random drives at night together while blasting music and going to the movies and talking/debating afterwards about what you hated and what you loved. k i'm crying, bye!

other channeled messages:

west coast by lana del rey, west side, successful relationship, turning tables by adele, cigarettes out the window by tv girl, well my boyfriend's in a band, ultraviolence album, someone like u (interlude) by ariana grande, toxic upbringing, scorpio moon, aries, smoking weed, american psycho, it's a forever thing

pile 3 🐚 —

“every little thing you do got me feeling some type of way. when you gimme that thunder you make my summer rain.”

welcome to your reading pile 3! idk why i wanted to say pile 333 hehe let's take that as a sign that you're about to meet your person soon. your person is so easy-going…like their energy feels so carefree and warm; like a nice summer breeze (i feel like some of you that chose this pile watch/really love the summer i turned pretty) i can see your person adjusting their sunglasses and saying "i'm just happy to be here." they're such a vibe lol. ok and why did i just randomly hear "no you're cute jeans." their sense of humor is so sjhfjdjcjdsn y'all are gonna have a lot of inside jokes together; internet memes especially. that "i'm sorry, i'm just in a silly goofy mood" shemar moore video just popped up in my head LMFAOOOO your person is hilarious pile 3. i channeled johnny storm from ‘fantastic four’, chad meeks-martin from ‘scream vi’, stefan salvatore from ‘the vampire diaries’ and conrad fisher from ‘the summer i turned pretty’ which are all pretty different but i see the vision pile 3…i see the vision. i feel like your person has just gotten back to themselves, because for awhile they weren't this upbeat and silly. i feel like this has to do with a past hurt/betrayal from either a friend or an ex-lover…that person took them for granted and made them feel small. i just randomly heard "katherine pierce" so maybe that person was very sneaky and never had good intentions in the first place. when they're with you though, they feel like a moth drawn to a flame. best friend by 50 cent just came to mind, "if i was your best friend, i want you 'round all the time. (i want you 'round me all the time) girl, i'll be your best friend if you promise you'll be mine (girl, promise you'll be mine)." i see you both posting funny photo dumps of you two together on instagram/instagram stories. i feel like y'all will be a PDA couple, and even if you aren't one of those type of people that likes all that…they're definitely gonna make you so happy that people visibly see the love between the two of you. i can see them kissing the side of your head, you slightly leaning into them…them giving you their hoodie/jacket to wear when you're cold. it's subtle things like that 🥹 so so so cute. you two have a very sacred, beautiful and divinely protected relationship. your person will be very generous with their time, money and love when it comes to you pile 3.

other channeled messages:

there goes my baby by usher, one in a million by ne-yo, connie baby, it's your world i'm just living in it, positions by ariana grande, unlock it by charlie xcx ft. kim petras & jay park, right my side by nicki minaj ft. chris brown, long walks on the beach, forever boy, vintage camera/digital camera, breakin’ my heart (pretty brown eyes) by mint condition, taylor swift, peter parker

pile 4 ���—

“moment of honesty. someone's gotta take the lead tonight, who's it gonna be? i'm gonna sit right here and tell you all that comes to me. if you have something to say, you should say it right now.”

heyyy pile 4. i'm kinda stunned rn cause your person is sooooooooo captivated by you. like they wanted to skip all the bullshit and get right into it, and honestly…i #respect it. they think you're an absolute badass, you handle tough situations with so much grace. i'm hearing "you're better than me." lol they play no games pile 4, especially when it comes to you! i'm hearing that you've been through a lot, and it hasn't been easy for you to get to the point in your life that you're at now. they just wanna kiss you and make everything better. kiss it better by rihanna just started playing, "kiss it, kiss it, better baby." yeah your person is sensual af pile 4, it's givingggg taurus vibes. this is random af but i feel like they really love your back? if you wear a backless top or a backless dress, they will go absolutely FERAL. like fingers ghosting down your spine, their lips kissing down your neck…and don't get me started on the eye contact. their gaze is INTENSE. i’m hearing lyrics from nobody by selena gomez, "no kiss, no lips, no feel, no rush can keep me high, i swear no one…can love me like you do. can love me like you do, no." the characters i channeled were tobias eaton from ‘divergent’ and anakin skywalker from ‘star wars prequel trilogy’ which is so on brand. those 2 did not play about tris and padmé, ok?! you are their whole world pile 4. if it's not you, they don't want it. they feel so relaxed around you…like they can finally breathe. i can see them standing in a serious stance (obviously tense af) pondering about something and you just come behind them and wrap them in a big bear hug and they just…melt. they finally take that deep breath that they didn't even realize they were holding in for so long. they usually keep their feelings to themselves, but you create such a great safe space for them to be so open, honest and vulnerable; and vice versa. i'm also hearing that they are a very hands-on type of person, so whatever you need done/fixed, they sure as hell will find a way to do it for you. i can also see you two chilling/relaxing together a lot. don't get me wrong this person will always find something for you two to do, but there's something about that downtime (watching a movie while cuddled up with you on the couch, spending time with you and your loved ones/friends or taking a late night drive with you) that makes them think to themselves, "damn i really love life." 😮‍💨 you've got them locked in pile 4. it's so sweet & amazing.

other channeled messages:

1 of 1, peppers by lana del rey ft. tommy genesis, skywalker by miguel ft. travis scott, adore by cashmere cat ft. ariana grande, it's us against the world baby, 90210, pisces, dream guy, sauvage cologne, miss dior, sagittarius rising, virgo's groove by beyoncé, 1:11, best i ever had (remix) by drake & nicki minaj, all i want is you by miguel ft. j cole, bouquet of flowers, tennis bracelet, wild thoughts by dj khaled ft. rihanna & bryson tiller, cpr by summer walker

[portraitofadyke]

what's been bugging me is how some people, especially steddyhands shippers, seem to ignore Stede's complete blind spot that is Ed. I've been rereading some post s1 fix-its, and it's amazing how almost every one of their reunions had Stede blaming Ed for marooning the crew and attempting to kill Lucius (same with ppl's expectation that there would be some sort of physical fight). And then he just. Doesn't.

Stede obviously cares for the crew. A lot. But the moment Ed's well being is in the picture, he becomes hyperfocused on Ed and Ed only. Obviously the crew told him about being marooned, but we don't see him mention that once in his letters. They reunite with Lucius, and yet all Stede talks about is Ed (and his poor portrayal on his wanted posters)- Lucius confesses about Ed throwing him overboard, and all Stede does is question 'why?', because he knows Ed wouldn't just randomly attempt to murder Lucius. The moment Lucius tells him Stede broke Ed, Stede is back to blaming himself, never Ed. He clearly cares about Lucius, because later in the ep, he tries to reconcile with him by giving him 'dating advice' and trying to save him from what happened to him and Ed, but Ed comes first.

We actually see it in s1 too, if only briefly, in s7 when Stede desperately tries to keep Ed abroad and becomes oblivious to the crew's concerns and problems and we get the iconic line "Eat and apple, for God's sake!" Stede cares, but Ed is at the front of his mind and it's hard for him to understand what could be more important.

In s02e03, he gets his ship and the rest of his crew back, but Ed is nowhere. Izzy is literally missing a leg and Stede just tells him to piss off.

And I've seen people questioning why Stede never questioned that, why he never bothered to ask about Izzy's missing toe or back scars or why he didn't care about the leg more. Izzy clearly lies again and tells Stede Ed shot it off because he told Ed he loves him, and yet stede just. Doesn't care.

And i mean, that question is valid. Because people see Stede as someone who's much more caring, more hero-coded. But Stede is far more a romantic hero to Ed than he is your general hero to the rest of the characters. Stede is selfish. Stede is blind-sided. Stede is willing to abandon his morals when it comes to Ed.

I think there are two reasons Stede doesn't question Izzy's Ed-inflicted-injuries, or any other, for that matter. First one is, Stede's blind spot for Ed. Yeah, Izzy got his leg shot off by Ed (not entirely true, but I digress), but there must have been a reason why. Yeah, Izzy got his toes cut off and hand-fed, but Ed had a reason. Stede knows Ed is not violent by default, so he knows something must have prompted him to do that. Is it completely justified? That's a differenr convo about people trying to portray Izzy as a victim rather than someone who kept pushing Ed over the edge until they were both too far.

The second is... Yeah, Stede just doesn't care. Especially about Izzy. Lie it's been pointed out, Stede just thinks izzy is a dick. He misnames him. He's rightuflly mad at him for selling them out to the english. He literally dreams about killing Izzy for that. Stede blames himself for abandoning Ed and everything that happened after (and yes, Ed's actions are Ed's actions, but that's how Stede sees it), but he clearly also blames Izzy for setting them up.

So, Stede sees Izzy's missing leg? Probably deserved that. Back scars, missing toe? Eh, probably deserved that, too, Ed would look absolutely lovely in a braid. Is that morally correct? No, but Stede isn't written to be a moral character. That's what makes him so real, and that's why so many other actors than Rhys would struggle making Stede sympathetic and likeable to the audiences.

That's not to say Stede doesn't see Ed's wrongs. He absolutely does. He just. Doesn't care that much in the end, because his love for all of Ed is that bright, to the point of being absolutely, utterly selfish. DJenkins said it from the beginning; this show is about Ed and Stede's relationship. Stede doesn't question Izzy's injuries bc in the end, it just doesn't matter to him when Ed is in the picture

[somewhereincairparavel]

General Jason Grace headcanons ⚡

⚡ I feel like he's kinda sensitive. He isn't the crier type of sensitive tho but since he's super emotionally attuned to body language reading and stuff, he gets a little hurt easily, sometimes misinterpreting someone's behaviour to him, so maybe if one of his friend's start getting snappy with him because they're having a bad day, he'd actually be pretty damn upset about it, but would hide it.

⚡ Also also, this man HATES being yelled at. Sure, he's been trained harshly and stuff but he's very hard on himself too so I feel like if someone yells at him (like in an argument or something) the poor boy's whole day would be ruined.

⚡ This is also why I feel like he NEVER raises his voice harshly at anyone even if he's super super angry because he knows how much damage yelling can do.

⚡ But. He can still manage to be terrifying if he's mad. He'd have that intense icy stare directed at the person (I'm pretty sure this is canon and is pointed out by multiple characters in the books). And his voice would be steady but VERY firm and strong. Kinda like a strict dad.

⚡ Also, his eyes would get a slight shade lighter if he's super angry. Like he usually has bright electric blue eyes right? It would just turn into ice colured ones.

⚡ Okay I feel like before they all go to bed, he'd go check on everyone in the Argo ii to see if they're comfortable or if they need anything, etc. definitely an overbearing mother friend tbh. He gets this habit from camp Jupiter where he was kinda in charge for cabin rounds since he was centurion.

⚡ I hc him to have like lemony yellow hair, instead of platinum or golden blonde. It's not too light but it isn't dark either.

⚡ Why do I feel like sun tan literally never affects this guy? Like for instance, I totally hc that percy gets tanned pretty quickly, but this man's skin just wouldn't budge. Instead of his body getting tanned I feel like his hair would get a few yellow shades darker instead lol

⚡ I felt like he'd be sunburnt instead tho. There would be blotchy pink patches on his face and arms after he comes back from the beach.

⚡ He definitely LOVES his roman baths, could spend hours in that bath (honestly if u guys have seen traditional Roman baths, you'd know that they look like a spa day DREAM omg) so he would feel super disoriented when he has regular baths in chb instead and would miss Roman baths SO badly.

⚡ Like the Roman baths literally ease his muscle tension after a long day. It would be like the only part of the day in camp Jupiter that would actually feel relaxing for him.

⚡ He's such a foodie okay. Remember how he kept munching on his brownies religiously when the crew were in such a dangerous situation? ("Pass me the brownies bro") or when he loved the sweet stuff the snake people had made for them? Like food just makes him forget his duties and be a kid for once.

⚡ Which leads us to our next hc, he has such a sweet tooth! (Tho I feel like this was aluded many times in the books aswell). Like he's every dentist's nightmare tbh. He has like teeth stains which he'd deliberately try to get rid of by aggressively brushing his teeth (it does come off lol)

⚡ As opposed to what people usually assume about him. Jason is secretly such a hopeless romantic tbh. Nothing like his dad in that category. Remember how he snuck Piper out the window, led her into his secret rooftop passage simply to recreate their first kiss under the stars, since Piper was super upset about it being fake? Yeah, he hates upsetting his s/o. he's like super thoughtful and plans stuff like these days ahead so he doesn't forget :(

⚡ He's such a people pleaser even with people he barely knows, and the effect only doubles when he has a partner tbh. Like if his partner doesn't like a particular place? He won't like it either. So he needs someone to encourage him and tell him it's okay to like something the others dislike.

⚡ Which is also why I think that he'd be easier to emotionally guilt trip and manipulate. :(( somone wrap him up in a fluffy blanky pls

⚡ As opposed to canon, I feel like Jason only dislikes Camp Jupiter, not New Rome itself. He ADORES that place to shreds. I feel like instead of settling in a mortal area or something, he'd definitely stay in New Rome for long-term living (bc screw canon, him wanting to leave new Rome all together seems SO ooc to me idk) some parts of his roman self would ALWAYS be there tbh. That place was practically his home. Also, he only wants a peaceful, monster free life right? New Rome would obviously provide with all that, yk since they have a strong barrier for the city to prevent invasion.

⚡ He would have an aptitude for sculpting statues and stuff. He'd love to do it as a hobby, not like an architect or something like annabeth tho. He made such cool dioramas for his shrine ideas, so I feel like he just pours his heart and soul into making cool sculptures.

⚡ He would totally study in law school. His dad's legit the god of justice, he's a great speaker, can hold debates calmly, can canonically hear both sides of an argument before coming to a decision, seems very lawyer coded.

⚡ But he'd also be a good history professor. Have yall heard his yapping? Leo called him professor Grace for how much dedication he goes into explaining roman history. And he genuinely LOVES it. A very passionate teacher material to me.

⚡ Also, all he wants is for his partner to listen to him talk :( he has SO much to say but he feels like no one listens, so hed literally cry if someone takes interest in his long explanations (kind of like annabeth in this tbh)

⚡ Also, Octavian can NEVER argue with Jason because that man is just THAT good at smart and witty answers that even octavian saw him as a threat.

[snowblossomreads]

Day 16- Thoughtful Gifts

Pairing(s)/Character(s): Sinclair Bryant x OC (Amiee Huang)

Summary: In where Sinclair receives some of the most thoughtful gifts.

Tag(s)/Warning(s): Fluff!

A/N: I told you Sinclair was going to come back, and it's not even the last you'll see of him. He is truly baby boi baby and I just want to give him all the love. Which he receives in this fic. Onward friends!

Based on The Art of Entangled Hearts (which is currently back in construction lol)

"Clairbear, anything in particular you want for Christmas this year?"

"Oh! Clairbear! That's a new one I like it! It also makes me one of the only bears out in England because you know, they went extinct in the 1000s. All of them are in zoos and animal sanctuaries here now. Very interesting! Isn't it my darling?"

"Huh actually, I never thought about how we don't have any bears around here. It's for the best though, I don't really fancy the chance of meeting one in the woods. Now, Christmas. Any thoughts?"

"Amiee you know that your-."

She quickly interrupted him, before he began to spout out the new Christmas anthem that had taken the world by storm that year.

"And don't tell me all you want for Christmas is me, that's flattering, and I'm sure Mariah Carey would love your singing but please I need ideas!"

"But it's true! All I want for Christmas is you!" 

An amused sigh left her as she listened to him belt the song offkey, but with confidence that only he had, and she couldn't stop the laugh that escaped her lips as she crawled up and onto his lap.

He shuffled about giving her room to settle close to him as he continued singing obnoxiously loud, but it just made her laugh louder and louder until finally,

"Is YOUUUUUUUUU~" He belted the last note out, long and proud and still off-pitch pitch and she was absolutely struggling to breathe as she kept laughing.

She had to give it to him, he had great breath control because he held that note, no matter how wrong it was he held it, and held it proud. And by the time he was done, Amiee was practically sobbing in the crook of his neck. 

Her back was shaking from how much she was laughing, and Sinclair looked like such a proud puppy dog with his head held high, and a large grin on his face.

"Haaah! I-I know what to get you now," Amiee stuttered, gasping for air as she wiped a stray tear from her eyes as she pulled away. "Ha ah!"

"What's that?" He asked keenly, his amber eyes shining bright with excitement as he leaned in close to Amiee, who followed his lead and leaned in closer to him as well, their noses touching.

There was a pause before, she smirked and pressed her lips to his in a short kiss. It caught him off guard, but he wasn't one to say no to kissing his girlfriend, though before he even had time to get into it, she pulled away and answered him before he could let out a whine.

"Singing lessons."

It took a second for him to process her words, before he let out an undignified grunt of surprise and shouted, "hey!"

Laughter immediately rushed over her again, as she threw her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tightly and Sinclair couldn’t help but join in, their voices mixing as they laughed together. 

She didn't get an answer out of him that time, but it was okay, because little did he know, she was prepared. Every year it was like this, her trying to pry answers out of him, and every year Amiee was left scratching her head. 

But oh no not this time. She had learned, adapted, studied her boyfriend, thought of what he liked, and what he disliked. What he could buy with money and what he couldn't, and she came up with a gift. One she hoped would show how thoughtful she was, because he was always so thoughtful when it came to her. 

Yes, this was going to be the most perfect gift ever, as it contained her literal blood, which had been because she accidentally nicked herself opening a paint can, sweat because of how hot the past summer was, and tears because well…she had cried a lot making it.

Look, she couldn't help that her brain kept telling her it was literal shit even when it wasn't. Truly the woes of an artist. 

And it wasn't until one of the snobbiest art lovers she knew, who happened to be Sinclair's cousin, who also happened to be Lionel Shabandar got a peek at it and complimented it did she finally think, maybe it would work out.

Four months of hard work, and trying to hide it from Sinclair, which was easier than she thought, since he made it a habit not to come into her little workspace, he had set up for her when she moved in, and finally it was done.

How fitting was it, that she was using something he gifted to her for Christmas one year to make him something for Christmas this year? The thought brought a giddiness in her stomach, that caused her lips to turn upwards in a smile as she carefully wrapped the frame in wrapping paper, hiding the contents of it for the right time.

Her excitement grew day by day knowing it was getting closer for him to unwrap the present, and she had to stop multiple times from ruining the surprise. One such time, was when Angie came to drop off some things for her and they were in her little studio. It was the one time Sinclair had come bounding in, wanting to greet the younger sister that he had almost seen the base of the painting.

Amiee had screeched bloody murder almost tackling him to the ground, and Angie had to quickly throw a cover on it. 

Yeah, maybe that was why he stopped coming in now that she thought of it. Still, she was careful after that.

But finally, Christmas had come around, and they were sat on the floor, dressed in matching pajamas, which had been Sinclair's idea, and had their mugs of hot chocolate nearby as they began to open gifts. She was absolutely vibrating, her hands shaking a little as she handed the rather large object to Sinclair, who seemed positively excited as well to open his present from her.

"Oh! What is this! Is this what you were working on during the summer darling?" He asked, eyes alight as he placed it on the empty floor space closest to him, while he admired the very neat way she had wrapped it. "You know how much I hate opening your present, of course not because I won't like the gift, I love all your gifts, but you wrap stuff so neatly it's a shame it'll get torn!"

"Well, maybe next year we should just put everything underneath the treat with no wrapping?"

"Where's the Christmas spirit in that!?" He shouted incredulously causing her to give him a lopsided smile as he continued to stare at the gift. "Okay okay here I go!"

And go, he did, tearing the paper just a bit at first to get a peek. And then when that didn't work, he fully committed, ripping the paper off unceremoniously, until finally, he could see what the paper was hiding.

"Haha! Amiee how cute!" His laughter, genuine and loud as he stared at the golden retriever who wore a lopsided grin that matched his own. "Look at it! Oh, I love it! What should we name him? Or her?" He asked, looking at her, and then back at the dog, and then back at her with enthusiasm before back at the dog. His smile became even wider and the crow’s feet around his eyes deepened as he took in the brightly painted adorable scene.

"Name it? It already has a name. It's you!" She pointed out by tapping the name tag on the dog, which clearly had the name 'Sinclair' etched in it.  

"Oh my god it does! Hahah! Brilliant this is beautiful oh darling I love it. I can't wait to bring Sinclair Jr. into the office! All the clients are going to be jealous, you know. Oh, Amiee thank you," he beamed, leaning over to kiss her as thanks for the wonderful gift.

Well, if he thought that was wonderful, he sure was about to be dazzled.

"I'm glad you liked it that much," she grinned as they broke away from the feathery soft kiss, and she scooted closer to him. His arm reached out to wrap around her waist and she allowed him to pull her close to his side where she happily cuddled against him. "Because he's actually your side present."

"Side present?" Sinclair asked, his brows furrowed in confusion at the thought she was going to take the canvas puppy away. "What do you mean side present? I quite like dog Sinclair very much!"

"Hahah I know, I know! And he's yours to keep babes," she laughed watching Sinclair become defensive about the dog and then relaxing knowing it was still his. "Promise he isn't going anywhere, but dog Sinclair is actually just a cover for the real present, that's actually under him," Amiee explained as she reached over and lifted the paper just a little to show him something else was underneath before dropping it.

"You spoil me you know that?" Sinclair asked, his voice volumes lower as he looked down at Amiee who smiled up at him, a tender look on both of their faces as they watched one another. 

"Only as much as you spoil me," Amiee replied. And it was the truth. 

Boy had they gotten lucky, second chances and all. Given her one more peck, this time on the forehead, Sinclair gently went to remove the first picture, setting actual puppy Sinclair to the side before turning his eyes to what was inside of the picture frame. And my did he have to hold back the tears.

"A-Amiee…it's…Amiee this is."

He suddenly became quiet, at a loss for words at what he was looking at. Which was very rare for Sinclair. But how could he not be as he stared at himself in the painting. It was him. 

She had painted him!

Him lounging in the conservatory during the summer. And it was when he was napping on one of the chairs! Every weekend during the summer, he would nap and read there because the sunlight entered the room just right, and it was such a nice spot, and she had painted him with one leg thrown over the arm of the chair with books scattered around as he rest along with the many plants that he had in there. The back door was also open and you could see the lush greenery of their yard and the river in the background.  

But the focus was him. Painted with expert strokes that caught features he knew he had, and some he didn't, like, were those freckles? And the merging of the sunlight coming into the room from the open door and windows. It was so beautiful, so indescribable and it was difficult to even explain how he felt looking at it. 

Emotion welled up in his throat, as he examined each and every detail, and those emotions must have also been clear on his face because he felt Amiee's hand move to his forearm. Stroking it and placing a gentle kiss on his shoulder before asking in a gentle tone,

"Clair? You okay love?"

"Oh Amiee, Amiee, Amiee," he whispered her name over and over with such care, and softness as he had to fight to take his eyes off the gorgeous photo of him, to the gorgeous woman next to him who looked up at him with worried eyes. 

"I'm more than okay darling, I'm wonderful, absolutely wonderful because of you," he reassured, his voice wavering a bit, but not because he was unsure, but because of the amount of overwhelming love he felt for her. "I love you so much Amiee," he continued, going to card his fingers through her hair, watching as she nuzzled his palm and looked at him with a smile. "This is so beautiful, the most thoughtful gift anyone's ever given me. Thank you, darling, it must have taken you ages to make it."

"It felt like it," she admitted with a chuckle. "But it was so worth it just to see your face Clair. You're worth it you know? Worth the time, the effort. You're worth everything Sinclair. And I love you too."

Even with the tears that threatened to blind him and the emotions that welled in him, he found it in him to wrap his arms around Amiee and pull her into a deep kiss. Their lips met, drawing a soft moan from them both as she wrapped her arms around him, never wanting to let him go. 

He was her sweet puppy, and yet also her guard dog when needed, she was his little artist full of emotion yet also, someone he could reveal all his emotions to as well and have them kept safe. He loved her so deeply that it ached something fierce in his bones. And she loved him just the same. 

They held each other for what felt like hours, embraced as they shared a few more kisses, less urgent than the first but still as sweet.  And as it died down, and their lips brushed up against each other’s and Amiee whispered tenderly,

"Merry Christmas, my Sun-clair."

She felt him smile against her lips at that.

"Merry Christmas to you, my Ami-bee."

He felt her nip his bottom lip for that one.

A/N: 😭😭😭MY BABIES

[hollowwrites]

Meet the MCs

I’ve been suffering from the worst Art block since I’ve been playing Hogwarts Legacy but I’m such a visual person I NEED to see my characters to imagine them doing stuff. So here’s AI Art of my MCs and a little info on them all, accompanied by poorly drawn Wands and their partners wands (I tried to get them to match I hope that’s obvious (Other than Evelyns but that’s just cause I thought it was pretty)

(Also just as a blanket HC for all characters because I live blissfully in denial of the actual ending of the game, Anne’s curse is semi cured after Rookwood dies so each MC has a way of prolonging the Catacomb mission until this happens.)

Evelyn Hollow

Slytherin, Muggleborn, x Ominis Gaunt

“Aaaaand wouldn’t you like to show Sebastian just how much he’s annoyed you these past few years. It’s a great stress relief pummelling him into the ground”

Is a Slytherin because: Pride. Otherwise a total Hufflepuff. Exceptionally prideful to a fault. Won’t ask for help for anything from anyone.

Mother passed away before coming to Hogwarts in Fifth Year, Never knew her father

Cares for Anne after the events of HL

Her wand is a bird skull. She assumes it’s because her mother used to call her ‘Dove’ when she was little because her hair was bright white.

Became close with Ominis after: The Common Room. Love at first sight obviously. He offered to help her whilst she was at her most overwhelmed. After the events of the Scriptorium, they only became closer and it enabled them to slap some sense into Sebastian.

Her and Ominis confronted Sebastian to get the book and Relic from him. I’ve wrote about it like 80 times I’m very passionate about saving Seb!!

See: All of my Ominis content is with Evelyn. She my main baybee

Maeve Bramford

Hufflepuff, Half-blood, x Garreth Weasley

“Chompers? You named it? It’s a cabbage” Garreth asked, a confused knot forming over his brow.

“It’s a very good cabbage”

Is a Hufflepuff because: Patience. She has to, to be with Garreth.

Completely clueless about magic despite having a wizarding Father. They kept magic from her from fear of her feeling inadequate and due to her fathers family disowning him for being with a muggle.

Avid Herbologist

Became close with Garreth after: some point after her first Herbology and Potions lesson. My HC for her is that she met Garreth going to Hogsmeade and so when she got introduced to the Room of Requirement and started growing her own plants she immediately started dealing providing ingredients to Garreth leading to lots of late night experimental sessions and lots of trips to the Hospital Wing.

Prevented Sebastian from going insane by telling Garreth everything that happened. Him and Sebastian are good friends (don’t fight me on this) so having Maeve, Garreth, Ominis and Anne overwhelm him caused him to breakdown and stop using Salazars Spellbook.

See: The Gardener and The Alchemist

~

Victoria Grey

Gryffindor, Pureblood, x Sebastian Sallow

Is a Gryffindor because: Determination.

Very popular immediately in Hogwarts. Literally the worst person for Sebastian to be with, with his Jealousy but…hey ho…who doesn’t love a little drama.

Sketches constantly. Spent a lot of time with him in the Undercroft drawing and studying.

Talked Sebastian out of his Dark Magic BS immediately. She sat sketching with him whilst he studied in the Undercroft and whilst he mumbled to himself about dark sacrifices and inferi relics she just argued with him until he saw reason. She probably agreed with a lot of what he was doing so when she said ‘No’ to him it was a gut punch. They stopped speaking for a few days (not very long but if they’re together everyday?) until Sebastian broke into the Gryffindor Common Room to see her and apologise and told her he wanted to get rid of the book.

Becomes close with Sebastian after: becoming Crossed Wand Champion. Sebastian argues with Lucan that she shouldn’t be considered champion until they duelled each other. Immediate regret. Gets annihilated…again. Worse after she has her own wand.

See: I DONT HAVE ANYTHING WITH HER IN!!! I’m very new to being a Seb girly so hopefully soon. I have a request that could be her…

Masterlist

[poisonpercy]

Watching episode 1, here are my thoughts

Baby Percy is adorable. They did amazing casting for younger Percy because how are you going to tell me that’s not Walker Scobell

Percy is low key a good artist. His drawings of the monsters he’s seeing are way better than I expected

Grover and Percy, my cuties 🥹🥹

Percy looking at the Perseus statue has me bawling my eyes out

That quote about how everyone who looks like a hero isn’t a hero and how everyone who looks like a monster isn’t a monster is very good. That very much is the core of pjo

Nancy Bobofit is perfect lmao

I don’t like Chiron giving Percy Riptide when he did. I like how it’s done in the books better

Percy and Grover switching items of their sandwiches is so cute. Besties

The fountain scene is funny ngl. It looked so fake 💀

The Mrs. Dodds fight scene was lame

“Is he dead?” Lol

Chiron and Grover and their gaslight gatekeep girlboss moment. Poor Percy

Grover how dare you betray Percy in the principal’s office 😭😭 I would never forgive him for that if I was Percy

“At least I know you think you didn’t.” I’M GOING TO BITE CHIRON’S HEAD OFF

No Greyhound bus scene? No Percy seeing the fates cut the string? No Grover saying that it’s always 6th grade? Those scenes shouldn’t have been cut wtf

Eddie is nice??

Why is Gabe funny? He’s supposed to be an asshole, he’s not supposed to be funny

Sally listening to Olivia Rodrigo while sitting in the rain is stupid. THEY CUT THE WHOLE GREYHOUND BUS SCENE BUT ADD THIS??? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE

Blue jellybeans 🥺🥺

Why are Sally and Gabe low key friends?? How is his murder via Medusa’s head justified with this behavior? Gabe better get worse

The show is too dark. I have my laptop at full brightness and it’s still hard to see

Why is Sally telling Percy about his dad being a god while at Montauk? I like how it happens in the book better

“You feel in love with God? Like Jesus?” Lol

No because why is Percy being told everything before even leaving Montauk? He should be in the dark and have his life flipped upside while he’s grieving Sally at camp

“Why are you telling me this?” <- I would also like the answer to that question

“Grover, why is there half a goat in your pants?” Idk but something about how that line is phrased is hilarious

The car scene is literally so dark. I can’t see anything that is happening

“I’m actually 24.” Grover, now is not the time to explain the weird aging of satyrs

Why is Sally putting so much pressure on Grover. That’s not Sally 🤨 I like Sally’s actress but I don’t think the people in the writer’s room get her character

This pacing is wack. Literally why is everything moving so fast??

I don’t like that Percy has Riptide during the fight with the Minotaur. Actually, I don’t like the fight scene at all. It’s so boring and I can hardly see what’s happening

Overall, it’s cute. I don’t love it, but I don’t hate it. I’m going to be honest, I don’t care about the characters or story so far because I feel like I’m being told I should care, but not shown why I should care. The pacing is horrible so far. Everything is moving too fast. The show also suffers from having horrible lighting. It’s hard to care about what’s happening when you can’t see what’s happening on the screen. It’s all very boring right now. Where’s the chaos that kept me hooked the first time?? Actors are great, I’ll give them that. But the show is so far not doing it for me

[mihai-florescu]

Taking this as opportunity to ask what in the world mhyk is about all I know is there is a guy and he is ourple and you like him please enlighten me (when you have the energy to) so I will in the future know what you are talking about in more comprehensive ways

Yayayay ok so mahoyaku is actually an isekai game where mc, named akira (you can choose whether you want them to be a guy or a girl), gets summoned as a sage to another world. The sage is in charge of and helps 20 wizards tasked to protect the world by fighting the moon, which attacks every year. The world is made up of 5 countries, each with distinct characteristics, and the wizards hailing from those countries resemble their country personality wise. The recent moon attack is worse than usual, killing half of the prior wizards, injuring the rest and setting the world out of order (which the chosen wizards then travel to help fix and build positive reputations in the people's eyes).

Mahoyaku to me so far is an amalgamation of fairytales and stories, which you can tell from the characters' names themselves in the first place. Further smarter posts and analysis will come after i read every main story and anniversary story, for now i just have certain feelings and impressions... Murr definitely knew more about the nature of their world im so sure of it. And i suspect the moon is very much sentient... but thats just a theory. A game theory.

Anyway. Murr! I think you'd adore him too... he got his soul shattered by the moon^_^ he's also in love with the moon, the one that attacks the world every year. He is, was, is a genius, always seeking fascinating things. A lot of various plot points and events go back to his meddling, i think you'd like him in the same way you like eichi for his indispensable role to the story's existence. At least that's part of why i like him. The other part is that he's an annoying kitty cat. Annoying to others, not to me. He could never be annoying to me...

Let's seee i think you'd find murr and shylock's relationship just as fascinating as i do. The love & hate, the power dynamics, shylock's devotion to building murr back up to his former self by piecing together his soul again, complete with reraising him back into a person, his own desires and ways becoming part of this new murr... nature vs nurture babyy. At once missing the old murr, loathing him, wanting him back, living with the new one who professes his love for shylock when asked, "what i hate the most about him is that he knows i love him"... it's a lot and i think you'd have a field day with these 2:)

As for other characters... i think you'd like revgumi too. Faust, figaro, lennox. I do suspect you'd like figaro the most... maybe. Im a faust girlie, but this won't mean anything to you. The tldr of the revolution is that faust and alec were childhood friends, believed in wizards and humans working together, and fought to establish the central country. Figaro became faust's magic mentor, and lennox became faust's personal attendant in that period. But alec starts doubting wizards eventually, and sentences his old friend to be burned at the stake. Faust never believed he'd go through with it so he didnt try to escape, not even when lennox wanted to help him... and all of this is kept hidden from the history books... figaro, who had envisioned a bright future with faust as his apprentice leaves seeing that faust will always choose alec first even when alec is literally killing him, faust disappears, becoming a hermit curseworker, and lennox seeks to find faust again for centuries, eventually becoming a sheppard in the south. His magical item is still that key to faust's prison cell... and through fate they all meet again as sage's wizards. Well, lennox and faust actually had quite a peaceful life in the south for a while before they get summoned, it makes me think of how bittersweet it mustve been at first that both people who wouldve liked for faust to be there with them were reunited, without faust...

Okayy i think i yapped enough. Im having a lot of fun exploring this world and its characters, there are plenty of interesting locations and npcs to make it rich and vibrant. Id say overall if there was one thing that stands out to me in all these stories is that love and grief are 2 sides of the same coin. And something something the fear of being loved, the uncertainty and mortifying ordeal of baring your soul and tying yourself to another, in this world where you're immortal and have seen countless people come and go. Here, a wizard's promise is a very big commitment, failing to fulfill it leads to losing one's magic. There's such a scenario waiting to happen to mithra, who promised tiletta to protect her kids, all while the youngest is fated to kill every southern wizard, which would include his brother. It's a losing game for mithra whether the prophecy comes true or he is killed before... Fate is also quite a big theme. I hope i managed to make you curious but also explain enough :)

[starythewriter]

KINKMAS 15 thor x you thor falls for a goddess.

TW:MINORS DNI

A/N: YALL BEFORE YOU READ, I AM HOLDING A VOTE ON 6 NEW CHARACTERS THAT I SHOULD WRITE FOR IF YOU WANNA VOTE, INBOX ME WITH THE CHARACTER OR PERSON YOU WANT ME TO WRITE FOR, IT CAN BE ANYONE, BRYCE PARKER, JACOB DAY, OR ROMAN REIGNS. ANYBODY!

you got up, feeling amazing, but somewhat nervous as you had a date with the god of thunder and storms. you had some nice pink classy heels. preparing for this date was nerve wrecking usually you didn't care or give much importance however, this was the god of thunder, he was handsome and so hot.

THOR's pov: I got ready to see the beautiful Y/N, I was excited but a little nervous the goddess was hot and known for seduction, tricks and leaving men in love with her for years.

your POV: you were anxious "I need to make a good impression" your friend alex came bursting in. "I already know how you are. everything will be ok…" you gave a nervous chuckle "how do you know?" "because, you've literally done this hundreds of times you do not need to worry what's so special about him anyways?"

"because alex… hes the god of thunder, and war. he's mighty hes not just a normal everyday person" you said as you put on some eyelinear. you stared at alex through the mirror. she smiled "really? you will be fine." if anything goes wrong I will be there" you were ready, you went to asgard, seeing thor.

"hey Y/N. how are you?" "im good how are you?" "im great here lets order some drinks" alex stayed back watching, she saw an amazing garden and went to check it out. you saw as thor snapped his fingers ordering a sex on the beach his buttoned up shirt tighted around his large biceps and his veiny wrists. you smiled ordering a martini. "you rule all of asgard?" "yes of course darling…" he gave you a bright smile that made your heart light up. he set his drink down explaining how much he loved his place. as he set his drink down you noticed his biceps, your eyes fluttered as he stared into your soul.

"I know you are well versed in glamour and seduction…" he said with curiosity. his eyes were searching deeply for a response. "yes I am, I dont rule much but Ive been known to seduce any man ive come into contact with. sometimes it depends, some men easily get sucked in, but some need some risk, like showing off my potions of posion."

"I see… I can see the intrigue… I wouldnt say thats totally fair tho as you are a ruler of all men in a way." he said finishing up his drink, giving you a glint within his eyes, you finished up your drink.

you both ordered a 2nd round. you were beyond attracted to thor… his blond hair, his perfect biceps the way that he dressed all of it. "tell me how has the progress with asgard been ever since its destruction" you saw a lump build in his throat. "pretty good…" he said stumbling on his words. "its been rough with architecture but the progress has been fast" he said a little shocked at the question. you saw alex, she had found some pumpkins and she kept looking at how beautiful things were. but they were also far apart, this place was far beyond what you imagined.

alex walked in, you didnt notice "hey, hey thor I am alex nice to meet you" alex said having a smile on her face being as welcoming as possible. "nice to meet you alex tell me a bit about yourself" "I am a archer, best one of my town along with a spice of witchyness."

"ha nice, heres a ticket to an archer event being hosted in asgard the both of you are invited" "oh thank you thor." "Y/N ill be over here with an old friend wave if you need me" "alright love ya" "love ya Y/N" thor asked "so.. are you gonna take me up on that offer" he said with a stern smirk, you noticed his jaw, it was perfect and beyond smooth" you licked your tongue thinking about how handsome he was. "I dont think so I would love to get a tour of your place."

"someones egar to see my palace huh?" he said with a grin "lets go" you said slapping his bicep, you got an eletric touch from skin to skin contact is felt amazing. you also noticied him shiver. you arrived to the palace it was big, just like him… you got your mind out of the gutter as he showed you all of the rooms. bathrooms everything was carefully placed.'their was no speck of dust. everything was protected, you noticed a large bubble around the palace. protecting it from any danger. to be fair this was your first date in awhile, not your first date ever but, the first one in a long time.

"wow this place is pretty thor.." "just like you my darling" he said with a grin. fuck you said to yourself you he was so hot, you noticed the way he was standing and how he would stare at you. he scratched his back nervously. he showed you his room, you found a gold necklace "whos is this?" "its a magic necklace… used for the seductress I have others one for poseidon, one for eros." "wow its so pretty" he got face to face. you saw his hot nose, his soft and sharp jawline, you squirmed, feeling a shock of bliss. you gave him a kiss. the first one in months. he shivered it was almost as the both of you had a shockwave of bliss sent through one anothers bodies.

"you are beyond beautiful." said thor. your stomach has butterflies as he kissed your stomach, you took his shirt off and then his pants "careful darling" "love you in the color blue looking so sexy…"

"you know your biceps are amazing" you both had smirks but you were flushed beyond your comprehension. you were entranced by him. but thor was so handsome. you rubbed your hand across his biceps, he groaned as almost if he had gotten a massage. "what about you… I wanna see that beauty underneath the blue" your cheeks flushed.

"just relax handsome" he had a strong gaze you kissed his abs. slowly taking off your dress. you took off his boxers. you kissed him "are you comfortable darling" "yes thor, I just need you to fuck me up" you wished you didnt say that but your doubt quickly went away and you gripped onto his arms, you switched your position you were no longer ontop of him you were now laying on the bed. he kissed you as he slowly entered.

the feeling was crazy like never before, somehow you knew you were at the right place and at the right time you had never felt this. tingling sensation in your cunt but also all over his body. he let out moans groans "fuck darling… you… send… tingling through my entire body." his words flew out with a arrow of bliss you hand was gonna slip off the bed but thor didn't let that happening keeping you in a comfy position.

"fuck" you moaned, "someone's needy" you moaned as he went faster. "dont hold back thor" he went faster. now your legs were a puddle of wetness while thor was turning into a fireball.

"I guess a god like you has good taste" "of course I do especially with a respectful person like you Y/N" as he said that he kissed your cunt slowly licking it as if you were ice cream. you moaned titling your head back. almost as if his tongue gave you an orgasm. he went back to fucking you deeply. you both did not stop moaning as every movement was like an orgasm.

"fuck darling… I see why your the rightful ruler of men" that alone sent you off you both moaned loudly as you reached your peak. a burst of energy was sent out not only from you but from him as a storm and rain set in stronger then any other you've seen.

"I love you" you both hugged eachother tightly. planning to set off together into asgard as it rained. still feeling a tingling senstation of bliss.

THE END!

[tim-lucy]

What do you despise about it?

Well, when it comes to The Rookie and how much I love both Tim and Lucy as characters, I really like to approach the situation from both of their points of view. It's fun for me to see if I can figure out the intent behind their actions as opposed to just feeling things and jumping to conclusions based on those feelings. I do that with many of my other shows hehehe because it's fun to just watch and scream and, at the end of the day, so much is just interpretation.

Buuuut as someone who likes to see both sides of things, I just, personally, find it hard when it comes to Lucy’s point of view here. To me, the angst only works when I can see good intentions on both sides. I don't think Lucy has bad intentions ever, but it’s hard to find the silver lining. She’s just so confident she can make this work because she’s such a bright and positive human being, and it seems as if it’s giving her a bit of tunnel vision.

I think she gets a buzz from undercover work, which I would imagine that many uc officers do. She's great at it, people tell her she's great at it, and she's felt the rush of a job well done. The excitement in her voice (kudos to Melissa's acting!!) when Tim asked if she needed to pull out and she was saying she was going to take the whole thing down from within...it just clearly gives her a thrill. When she said she would stop before it ever got to an unmanageable point I found that to be a bit questionable.

I was once doing something that was bound to get out of hand quickly, but I kept telling myself I'd stop before I ever let it get bad. I never recognized when I reached that point and then a very scary thing happened while I still thought I had everything under control. PLOT TWIST I did not LOL. Obviously, this is me self-inserting, but that's part of the reason why I'm personally so wary. If she's not willing to listen to Tim when he points out red flags, she's already in the thick of it.

On the other hand, I feel like it's unfair to Tim. If Lucy wants to do undercover then that's up to her. But I think she shouldn't be with Tim if that's the case. It's an extremely hard thing to put your partner through, not just in terms of worrying about you, but in terms of their own life. They always talk about their future kids, and by becoming a uc officer, she's essentially leaving him to be a single dad for six months to a year on and off. On top of that, what would that mean for his career? And the safety of their family, as they would all be obvious targets? It's literally the reason Harper had to leave her husband and daughter.

I also wasn't a huge fan of the way she seemed put off about his concerns at the end of the episode and acted like he simply couldn't separate her from Isabel. The lifestyle of a uc officer is the problem here, and she's a little bit too confident about her ability to avoid literally every negative thing that comes with being a uc.

I really don’t want to be unfair to Lucy because it’s clearly due to her limited experience. She needs to witness it for herself. That’s human nature.

But she waaaas worried about Tim's feelings up until he actually admitted, "Yes, I am scared of losing you." Then there seemed to be a bit of a shift of attitude. I expected her to react with compassion, but that's not at all the feelings I was getting. Perhaps that's just my interpretation 🤷‍♀️

Again, I really don't think she has bad intentions! However, I do think, on some level, Lucy is (unintentionally) taking advantage of the fact that Tim would never ask her to sacrifice something she loves. But healthy relationships are about sacrifice and finding a middle ground. Tim gave up positions he loved for Lucy twice without blinking. He even took a desk job just to be with her. Given the level of valid distress he's in (I really don't believe his past with Isabel is the problem, as more as it's made him aware that there will be a problem) it is painful that she’s not willing to do the same. At least, not yet. I’m sure she will once she has the experience everyone keeps warning her about.

If she does love this career so much that would choose it over being with Tim, then she needs to make that clear. My issue is with her trying to have both. Lucy is just such a compassionate person especially when it comes to Tim and his feelings, so it's difficult to watch 😞

ANYWAY!! There's my essay on why I personally don't love this plot line and the way the writers have chosen to go about it. Just my thoughts!! I will step off my soap box now and continue to make moving pictures in this era of canon chenford!! 🏃‍♀️

[acourtofthought]

~~~~~ SUNSHINE ~~~~~

"She had been always so full of light. Perhaps that was why she now kept all the curtains open. To fill the void that existed where all of that light had once been."

This line really stands out to me. Feyre had been in Spring for 2(ish) or more months and when she returned to the Night Court, she visits Elain only to find her inner light completely extinguished and Elain seemingly trying to replace it with sunshine. Nesta confirms this has been Elain's normal state, not eating or drinking, not sleeping, not leaving her room. Elain is devoid of all life....until the arrival of Lucien.

Within 2 days of his arrival, she begins to show signs of coming back into herself. She leaves her room, her eyes begin to focus, and shortly after that she starts eating, drinking, and sleeping.

I find it impossible to deny that the presence of her mate (the heir to Day), was the thing that began to fill the void within Elain. It's like Elain had been subconsciously trying to fill that void with as much sunshine as possible as a substitute for her absent mate, who literally has the power of the sun within him and who's absence, I do believe, was difficult for Elain to endure. Would Elain have ever acknowledged she might have been craving Lucien? Definitely not and I know she was truly depressed over Graysen and being made. But we know the mating bond snapping into place is an overwhelming thing and I don't doubt that we'll come to find Elain was also feeling angst over being separated from Lucien as abruptly as she was. Having a bond snap into place, being given a connection to someone who is your equal and match then having it ripped away from you (even if you don't understand it and didn't ask for it) would leave you feeling bereft.

There has been an obvious need to keep Elucien at odds, it wouldn't make sense for them to get together or get along before their book since we know SJM likes to start off her endgame couples with tension in their POV.

But we have been given so many examples of how Elucien is destined to be the aunshine couple. Everything about them is light, bright, and golden (the author even told us they're happiest in nature) and I love how they easily fit together without having to sacrifice who they are. I love that Lucien is not only so similar to Elain already, but that he can literally provide her with the thing she craves the most.

“We keep all your powers but the ones I gave you hidden. As my High Lady, you will have been expected to have received some.”

“What can I get you, Elain?”. But Elain shook her head once more. “Sunshine.”

Warm and white light, like the sun—like a star. / Shining—I was shining bright and pure as a star. <- Day Court powers

Of course other characters have eyes that shine bright or have the sun shining in their hair but no other couple captures the aesthetic quite like Elucien. SJM makes it known time and again through not only Lucien and Elain but with what she tells us about Helion (as Lucien will have inherited the gifts that he has). Elain wants Sunshine and everything about Lucien is synonymous with that.

the southernmost one a softer, redder palate, the Dawn Court; above, in bright gold and yellow and blue, the Day Court.

One was russet and shone as brightly as his red hair. The other was—metal.

Then the High Lord of the Day Court, clad in white and gold, his dark skin gleaming with an inner light.

I marveled at it, actually—that those years of poverty hadn’t stripped away that light from Elain

Faintly, as if some inner light shone beneath my skin, leaking out into the world. Warm and white light, like the sun—like a star.

Shining—I was shining bright and pure as a star.

But there, deep within Day’s light...

Beautiful—she’d always been the most beautiful of us. Soft and lovely, like a summer dawn.

the Fae themselves debated whether it had emerged from the Winter Court or Day Court. Both now claimed it as their holiest holiday. All I really knew was that I’d had to endure two ceremonies: one at sunset to begin that endless night of presents and dancing and drinking in honor of the old sun’s death; and one at the following dawn, bleary-eyed and feet aching, to welcome the sun’s rebirth.

Lucien’s red hair gleamed

his unbound hair glimmering as the midday sun overhead set the blood and wine hues aglow

Every curtain shoved back as far as it could go, to let in as much sun as possible. As if any bit of darkness was abhorrent. As if to chase it away. And seated in a small chair before the sunniest of the windows, her back to us, was Elain.

She had been always so full of light. Perhaps that was why she now kept all the curtains open. To fill the void that existed where all of that light had once been.

But sunlight on gold caught his eye—and Elain slowly turned from her vigil at the window.

“What can I get you, Elain?” Only with Elain did she use that voice. But Elain shook her head once more. “Sunshine.”

More steps—no doubt closer to where Elain stood at the window.

“You ever get sick of all that sunshine, you can come play with us in Velaris.” (not quite an Elucien example but an example of how the Night Court is not known for "sunshine" and why it's not symbolic of what Elain wants)

If Elain was a blooming flower in this army camp, then Nesta …

She had no mental shields, no barriers. The gates to her mind … Solid iron, covered in vines of flowers—or it would have been. The blossoms were all sealed, sleeping buds tucked into tangles of leaves and thorns.

If Elain’s mental gates were those of a sleeping garden, Nesta’s …

Helion’s flame was a pure, blinding white.

“Easy,” Lucien repeated, and flame sizzled in his russet eye.

There was a flare of light, and a scrape, and then Lucien was stalking toward Elain, freed of his restraints.

Elain politely refused, taking up a spot in one of the wooden chairs set in the bay of windows. Also typical.

A golden cuff of an upright serpent encircled one powerful bicep, offsetting his near-glowing dark skin, and a radiant crown of golden spikes—the rays of the sun, I realized—glistened atop his onyx hair. The sun personified.

Her skin had gained color these months—at least, before the cold weather had set in.

Her sister’s delicate scent of jasmine and honey lingered in the red-stoned hall like a promise of spring,

Her sister turned toward her, glowing with health

Gone was the ill-suited black dress from the ball, replaced by a gown of amethyst velvet, her hair half-up and curling down to her waist. She glowed with good health

[cto10121]

R&J Clown Takes Special Edition—TV Tropes Still Exists

Popped into that old swamp for an idle Inuyasha check-up and suddenly got the bright idea to check its R&J page and see whether it still kept up its clownery. A lot of the worst offenses has been mercifully cleaned-up, but there is still some really tasty clownery, meet for this blog. So hie ho, let’s go

~Obvious Aesop!!!!

Already this one paragraph contains so much clownery. Such fresh and succulent meat cannot be good for you, alas. But I shall bear it for ye, my readers.

1. High school teachers teach love story so wrong!!! So I can’t speak for every high school English teacher out there, but as I was in training for the shit, let me tell you: The schools do 90% gun hard for the “cautionary tale/R&J’s tragic flaw was their impulsivity” element, with an added “Who is really responsible/the true villain for R&J’s deaths!!!” Very juvenile, but schools have to school, which means coming up with an Aesop, no matter how ill-fitting.

2. Elizabethan audiences would have seen—!!! Now this is just plain bullshitting. What evidence we have the Elizabethan reception of R&J has been consistently that of a very popular tragedy—the Second Quarto was titled “The Most Excellent and Lamentable Tragedy.” In an elegy to the late Richard Burbage, who played Romeo and countless other Shakespearean lead roles, the author wrote this:

Poor Romeo never more shall tears beget

For Juliet’s love and cruel Capulet.

This is a very positive portrayal of Romeo, Juliet, and the play itself, with an added slight at the feuding families. It also suggests that Capulet’s forcing Juliet to marry Paris left a very big impression on the Elizabethans. Romeo was definitely not seen as a Lothario but as a tragic hero.

3. Most 17th/18th century playgoers universally disliked it!!! Samuel Pepys is the only one that comes to mind, but even then he said only that the play was “the worst that ever I heard in my life, and the worst acted that ever I saw these people do.” Not that the play itself was coarse and brutal.

I’m not sure of the others, but considering they were writing in the neo-classism-loving milieu of the 17th century, Shakespeare’s dramatic realism would have been abhorrent to their sensibilities. That does not mean that the play itself is coarse. Just the 17th century being 17th century.

For the last time, there was no such thing as romance as a genre in Shakespeare’s day. The main genres were comedies, tragedies, pastoral, histories. Shakespeare’s later plays were experiments in tragicomedy. The romance plays are more kin to fantasy/sci-fi. Rom-com style plots (commedia dell’arte) were very much a thing, but they didn’t constitute their own genre—they were all under the comedy umbrella.

R&J establishes itself as a tragedy from the word go and literally every scene would have been full of red flags to the Elizabethans—Juliet at 13 urged to consider marriage, the Prince’s doom, Tybalt’s rage, and even the Nurse’s comedy about toddler!Juliet inadvertently making a double entendre. They would not have been at all surprised, because the tragic outcome was both explicitly stated in the Chorus and was well-foreshadowed by Shakespeare.

“Characters mock the main characters—” As said before, there are none. Mercutio mocks Romeo’s infatuation with Rosaline; he does not know about Juliet. The Friar is frustrated, bewildered, and even angry, but he does not mock Romeo; he takes him seriously. Benvolio is genuinely concerned.

Chopped Logic

TV Tropes literally had the perfect answer in Rule of Symbolism, but alas, it just had to keep going.

No, Romeo’s choice of poison over a dagger doesn’t imply unmanliness in this context. Considering that he almost killed himself with his own dagger when he thought Juliet had rejected him and he killed Tybalt and Paris with swords, it can be argued that Romeo, ironically, is the most tied to the weapon save Tybalt. He is the one male character who wields it the most effectively, anyway, and the one character with the most kills in the play.

Occam’s Razor here, but for my part? It’s the erotic symbolism. Again, Shakespeare’s framing of the lovers’ suicide as romantic-erotic is part-and-parcel with the thematic concerns of the play overall.

I have a whole-ass tag dedicated to analyzing the play and why the play as a whole is not critical of Romeo and Juliet’s relationship. On the contrary, it develops and exploits their love connection shamelessly, even giving them the best and most powerful lines and a full arc from obedient teens to courageous if vulnerable tragic heroes.

Their tragic end doesn’t even come at any of their actions, but the most dangerous and significant force of them all: The literal plague. It wasn’t a case of a faulty mailing system. Shakespeare literally used THE PLAGUE, which had ravished London for the better part of two years, as a plot point to doom the lovers. Shakespeare was not fucking around. He went so damn hard we’re still talking about it 400 years later.

As for the relationship moving absurdly fast, we literally have 2/3rds of all Shakespearean couples marrying at the end of their plays. Plays are not novels; all events must be condensed into the two and a half hours of their story. Hence the popularity of instalove as a trope and quick courtships.

Ooh, about time these antis weaponized the Pyramus and Thisbe show in AMND against R&J. Unfortunately for them, I’ve been expecting this.

So the Pyramus and Thisbe show in Midsummer is brilliant in that the bulk of the comedy lies not in making fun of the story, but in making fun of amateur writing and acting—as in, the execution. It is riddled with all the hallmarks of bad writing and acting at all levels:

The players getting worried that the ladies would take the Lion as a real one and be frightened, so they write a fourth wall breaking speech for the actor

Creating whole-ass characters for The Wall and Moonshine to denote the literal wall and moon…when they could literally just say, “There’s a wall” or “It is night.”

The actors constantly forgetting their lines and not obeying punctuation and proper line reading

Just bad writing overall (“I see a voice!”)

Of course, Shakespeare was also flexing his skills at turning a tragedy into a comedy and (eventually) vice versa. But given that he would go on to write similar couples who fall in love immediately or very quickly (the love quartet in Love’s Labor’s Lost, Rosalind and Orlando, Fernando and Miranda, etc.) without satire, he most likely didn’t think the trope was inherently comic…or that his own carefully considered and very popular play of the same theme was crappy.

Also, consider Midsummer was written around the same time as R&J, to the point where academics like to call them sister plays.

R&J just never got a chance to fall in love properly, guys. 😔 Their love was doomed only to remain stagnant at the shallow teen lust level 🥺 So tragic, so sad.

So falling in love /= courtship/dating. R&J never had a fulsome courtship for obvious reasons and are denied a chance to, but it’s undeniable that in the narrative they did fall in love. After the initial attraction of the Courtship Sonnet, they even managed to woo at the balcony scene. Their love is well established, so much so that more courtship would honestly been superfluous.

Shakespeare could have followed his source, Brooke’s poem, and the longer courtship there (three months, I think). But there Romeus and Juliet’s relationship is even less convincing than R&J’s. Dudes just fucked around for three months doing da sexy times!!! It reads, pretty much, that Romeus and Juliet only got married for the sex, which is not too far off given Brooke’s explicit agenda.

Meanwhile Shakespeare!R&J talk, woo, and decide to get married and…actually do it. And then consummate their marriage properly. Huh. Almost as if…they really are serious about each other and don’t just want fun sexy times.

Here Come Our Philosophers

*studio audience groan* Not this shit again. This is one of those quotes that sounds profound but are really just absurd.

Suffice to say that R&J has a…very ambivalent reception among modern teens. In fact, I’d wager that most teenagers dislike/don’t care for R&J more than they do. I can assure you that it’s a particularly hard sell in YA unless changed to fit the tropes. Modern teens and even older ones, it turns out, don’t like unhappy endings to their ships.

Because while the play is sympathetic to the youths and their perspective…it’s a very adult kind of sympathy. And, in the end, understanding. Had it really taken a youthful perspective, R&J would just be another boring, trite power fantasy of super special teens who beat the odds—only instead of Chosen One shenanigans it’s you and your lover triumphing over your lameass parents and living happily ever after.

No teen (and adults too—it’s a human quality) truly believes their relationship will not last. Logically, they may acknowledge the possibility, but in the heat of it all, no. Shakespeare, though, does not indulge either teen or adult fantasies. He, frankly, didn’t give a fuck. He is a poet of nature—he writes how humans actually act, not how we think we should act.

I have already addressed why I don’t think this particular legend is true, but I’ll deal with it here too.

Suffice to say, Mercutio was a character in Brooke’s poem, though a courtier and suitor to Juliet. Shakespeare changed him into Romeo’s friend and foil, which means that he almost certainly planned to kill him off.

Shakespeare’s Tybalt is a belligerent character, but one who takes honor and dueling seriously, so he would have never attacked Romeo when the latter refused him as Brooke’s Tybalt did in the poem. Thus, a sacrifice needed to be made, some very good reason as to why Romeo would consent to fight Tybalt. And since Benvolio is as close to a pacifist as this play gets, that role falls to Mercutio. This legend is definitely 17th century fanon.

Only Sane Man I get, but…Deadpan Snarker? What? The only thing close to snark that Benvolio gets (in my memory, anyway) is “She will indite him to some supper,” mocking the Nurse’s malapropisms. Definitely not deadpan. Romeo trolls more (“One that God hath made, himself to mar”; A gentleman who speaks more in a minute than he would stand to in a month”) than Benvolio, especially with regards to Mercutio. Weird.

[c-r-m-16]

Happy last day of the year! I am going to tell you about my favorite books I’ve read over the past 12 months.

In undergrad I realized that I had basically stopped reading for fun, due to the horrors of trying to get a degree. So, five or six years ago, I started setting myself a reading goal for the year, and every year I meet the goal the next year’s goal gets a little bigger. I read 37 books this year, surpassing my 35 book goal, which has literally never happened before.

I also fulfilled my goal of finally finishing The Once and Future King, which I posted about a couple of weeks ago.

Next year I’m reading 40 books, and my secondary goal will be to shrink the piles of books I’ve purchased and not read yet, and to try and use my library card for new books and not rereads. Wish me luck!

Top 5 books of the year below, in no particular order (except for #1)

1). The Bright Sword by Lev Grossman

Favorite book of the year, hands down. This book could not have been anymore My Shit if it had been designed for me in a lab. Maladjusted teenager obsessed with knighthood travels to Camelot to pursue his dreams only to arrive and discover his idols are dead and the kingdom is fucked.

I am thinking about how the grail quest was approached in this novel basically at all times. I am also thinking about Sir Bedivere and that one chapter with Arthur and Guinevere where Arthur throws the book through the window with some frequency.

Also very interesting to read this as someone who, like many, read The Magicians series when I was 17. It is such a Lev Grossman book, but I definitely approached it from a different mindset than I would have if I’d read it as a teenager.

2). In the Dream House by Carmen Maria Machado

I’ve been meaning to read this for years, and I can’t believe it took me so long, since it has such a good reputation (and rightfully so). Really dug the structure of this. I find that with books that are trying to do several different things at once (in this case: be a memoir of an abusive relationship, explore horror tropes and tropes in general, explore how abuse is represented, etc.) one of those aspects tends to be far more interesting to me than the other(s). That was not AT ALL the case for me here. Listened to an episode of the podcast You Are Good that Machado was on after I had finished this book, and she had a lot of great things to saw about the movie Poltergeist as well. I’m excited to read more of her work.

3). The Monster of Elendhaven by Jennifer Giesbrecht

Fucked up monster guy and the even more fucked up aristocrat he’s obsessed with seek revenge together.

Loved this so much I read it in one sitting (which, admittedly, was not difficult because it’s very short). Excellent book if you like characters who are absolute freaks and unwell about each other. Also had the added bonus of featuring a wet and miserable and weird and atmospheric city (think: Ketterdam, Gotham, etc.). So crazy that this is the author’s debut, can’t wait to see where she goes next.

4). The Once and Future King by T. H. White

One of the more famous aurthirian novels, follows Arthur, and the usual Arthur adjacent characters, from childhood to the eve of the final battle with Mordred.

The Queen of Air and Darkness section kept me from finishing this for literal years, but the final two sections were so good that I am retroactively forgiving that. And honestly, upon reading it this time, The Queen of Air and Darkness was not actually that boring. I think I just started reading it at the wrong time, and this year was the right time.

I will forever and ever and ever be thinking about the scene where Arthur walks in, unnoticed, on Gwen and Lancelot having A Moment, and immediately leaves so a page can announce him therefore allowing him to maintain plausible deniability about their relationship because he LOVES THEM.

5). Leech by Hiron Ennes

Excellent gothic science fiction horror, with a really good audio book, featuring another very striking and atmospheric setting. Follows one host body of a hive mind attempting to solve the murder of a former host body in a miserable frozen chateau populated by the worst people alive. Absolutely loved the early looks at how the hive mind operates. I also really enjoyed the hints we get about this being a far post apocalyptic civilization.

It lagged a little bit in the middle, but the main character’s narration was so engaging, and at times funny, that it didn’t slow me down too much in finishing it. This probably isn’t for the faint of heart (it features some pretty gross and upsetting passages) but thankfully my difficulties with horror are mostly movie related. If you hate an uncertain ending you should maybe steer clear.

Honorable mention to Welcome to the Goddamn Ice Cube by Blair Braverman.

A good memoir (that I listed to the audiobook of) about dog sledding, living in the inhospitable parts of the world where dog sledding happens, and being a woman in those places.

It didn’t blow my mind, but did carry me through most of a 12 hour lab day that involved, among other things, washing 200+ microcentrifuge tubes and grinding freeze dried algae in a mortar and pestle until I got blisters. Braverman, coincidentally (or maybe not) also featured on a Sarah Marshall podcast.

[vermanaward]

dawntrail msq, 92-95

earthenshire

i'm just getting this out ahead of time. if this ends in another cheese debacle im. pls don't

apparently 'use your words to ask for things' is a concept that moblins are allergic to. god dammit

koana is that guy who studied abroad for a semester and came home all 'they do it Like This in Sharlayan We Should Too'

dont love that he's internalised so much that the foreign way is besterest, or that the writing keeps half supporting his assertions

[while standing right next to an aethyryte] whyyyyy do we have to taaaake a booooooooat

wait this is why we had that aside with the melodramatic elf wasn't it. sigh

so as well as speedrunning his character arc he's speedrun his citizenship arc. good for him i guess?

cool, role quests unlocked. time to ignore those until level 98

okay the gulool jaja fight was p fun

also i like that this whole hting isn't just. heeheehoohoo trial by combat goes brrr. he's like if izaro actually rubbed his braincells together and didn't set the empire up to fail

[koana voice] everyone will think twice about fighting us once we have advanced technology

yes that's definitely how this works. also absolutely the reason garlemald left sharlayan alone. not because sharlayan kept running away like the cowardly fucks they are.

wow. gee. lamat got herself catnapped this definitely wasn't incredibly predictable

doing the stealth section while it's pissing it down with rain so my girl has her bright white umbrella out = top tier

well. koana's not having kids the old fashioned way

and once again we all just. stand there like muppets while the bad guy retreats.

then again literally all of this could have been avoided if someone had. escorted the catgirl when she was lured into the Very Obvious Trap. sigh

either way this is going to end with one of the cats on the throne and the other in an advisory capacity. and i hate it

i had to xp grind here bc of Miscalculations. how embarassing -_-

worlar's echo

finally realising that the urqopacha day theme has the same opening as the sohm al theme. concerned about what further parallels are going to be drawn. is valigarmanda nidhogg's ex? is estinien going to get posessed again? pls say no

at least there's not a blue hair elf pld for them to kill off this time

okay so i was wrong about valigarmanda. i still expect that the seal in the city will house a boss fight, though.

new prediction: the feat of ice will start with 'strengthen valigarmanda's prison', and end up being 'actually just fucking kill it'

pretty purple bird. it's the next dungeon boss isnt it

dungeon 2 - worqor zamor

alisae green dps LMAO

how i feel during prog sometimes. tbh

krile uses aoe spells?? in dungeon??? what is this MADNESS

hot Damn i like boss 1 a lot. it's cute but also its mechanics are kinda fun

i also like that trusts don't just run to the safe spot straight away any more. little details in programming them that makes them seem more human

boss 3's no slouch either. honestly a good dungeon alround tbh

the gear is unique too. dyes too

aaay got the orc roll too

valigarmanda

...and we didn't use erenville's magic macguffin when lamat was missing because....?

WHY COULDNT WE FEED IT THE INFORMATION IN THE FIRST PLACE. christ this is so needlessly padded

the normal was pretty fun. ex hopefully will be interesting. the persistent dot on everyone after the add phase was an interesting touch. music slaps too

it occured to me about half way through that if valigarmanda is/was an auspice, it probably lost itself to aramitama at some point, which is. sad, honestly. give your local long lived sentient animal a hug before they go mad and blow the world up

also i noticed krile casting aero ii at vali and. i guess her ai script just loops aoe spells in part of it, instead of being smart enough to tell between single target and multiple targets. at least she aoes i guess.

oh. the "golden city" was amarout wasn't it. 🙃🔫

iq br'aax

so instead of using our words and just. asking someone what this recipe is, we're going to watch people and divine a particular recipe from the aether. why is this storyline so allergic to people talking to each other like adults

what am i saying this is xiv nobody talks to each other like adults. urianger least of all.

[consults crafting log] well either it's higher than level 95, requires a master crafting book, or doesn't exist. there i solved the trial can we- [dragged off stage out back]

...why the fuck is french toast a level 93 recipe

oh okay i used my words and asked someone and we were forbidden from being told this information so i guess we're just following quest markers until we stumble upon it by happenstance and exposition

oh my god alphinaud shut up about the fuckin firewood

brokering peace by appealing to a greater xenophobia is. it sure is a tactic i guess

not that he's wrong per se but like.

if there's been peace for eighty years tho, and barring the use of something like black rose, you'd have thought the cinderfields would have grown back by now. ash is a wonderful fertiliser, after all. but what do i know

(even then the east end still has more regrowth that. an old battlefield in the middle of a rainforest? okay.)

pls krile i powerleveled cul so i could afk macro my own consumables. i do not cook

i keep periodically remembering the person responsible for overseeing this expac and i'm just. yeah. the heavy handedness. yeah.

Oh Boy Parenthood Drama man

Wuk Lamat Has Two Dads (but no mom. xiv pls)

"several cutscenes" says the prompt, while there's the telltale solo instance marker around an npc. sure, jan

apparently squex did not in fact get the memo that people hate rp battles

wol: [popcorn intensifies]

mamook

we are actually visiting. an entire map during a single arc of the story. this is unprecedented. at least outide of final zones, anyway. which i know this isn't bc my shared fate and aether current trackers are half empty

you know i. i'm extremely not a fan of how it's the lizards of all the groups here that are the supremacists who are not above lying/cheating/stealing/etc. just saying

SILVERSCALES MENTIONED

actually i've been sorta wishing i could bring it up. 'yeah i beat several shades out of him for bullying harmless tonberries. who then finished him off with their knives, yes, but fucker had it coming'

why are there alkonosts here 👀 not that it really matters but. pretty birb-not-birb

man we're gearing up to Power Of Friendship the racist supremacists again aren't we

whatever. lower yak'tel is so pretty, i can't wait to fish here :3

i like how everyone assumes that we're on the level and didn't murder bakool for his blessed scales like he kinda deserved

GLOW IN THE DARK BANANAS

actually i just saw a glow in the dark skeletal alkonost and now im wondering if the glow in the dark isn't like. radiation or someshit

i guess it tracks that the one thing wuk lamat would learn from the wol would be the ability to look at an enemy who despises everything that they are and go. "FRIEND SHAPED. :D"

oh okay we're Power Of Science (And Also Friendship)-ing our way out of this

which is great and all but man. sometimes people are just power hungry dicks, you know? this is the same shit we went through in garlemald. 'waugh they were only xenophobic warmongers because they had to live in a shitty country and people were shitty to them'. which, again. werlyt author -_-

...the catboy's going to quit, isn't he

ilevel for this battle is 666. lmao

"everyone ready?" erenville: [flees]

i didnt realise roegadyn were from yorkshire

i'm going to go out on a limb here and assume the fact that kettie is still alive is connected to something in not!amaurot

im also going to crash here bc its 2am and ive been awak since [looks at clock] too early. TMORROW: WE CONTINUE

[raplinesmoon]

The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold. - Journey | Edna St. Vincent Millay

Jo, 

I sent you an ask about this a while back and I’m embarassed that it’s taken me this long after reading this to reblog it, but this entire series was such a gift honestly. I hate being vulnerable, but I was literally going through such a hard time a while back and gave up on reading fic entirely when I kept stumbling upon updates for this series and I got curious. And let me tell you, that spark of curiosity was the best thing that ever happened because this is such a gift. You know when you read something, and you’re reminded of why you fell in love with reading in the first place? This is one of those.

The roommates to lovers story already had me hooked because I feel like we don’t get enough of those with Namjoon but like come on - having this big, soft, smoldering reprsentation of a man living in your apartment? I salute OC for holding out as long as she did because I would simply combust. The slow burn was everything to me - some of the best I’ve ever read because I was simultaneously screaming at these two idiots but I also understood. I understood why there were hangups and what took them so long and when the storm came rolling in and that scene happened - I was literally kicking my feet!! They are everything!! I love them so much and I want nothing but happiness for them.  The fact that they bonded over writing too!! The literature analysis and writing was such a welcome addition to this because it just added to the Namjoon-ness of this story and felt like this whole rich, other layer to unpack both o their lives and how they coped with what was going on around them! Also Namjoon just being the best, most kind man ever - he is life partner goals for real. The scene where he just held OC in bed had me sobbing because he was so gentle with her - he didn't ask questions or make demands, he just let her be, and there's something so tender about that.

Also, literally just shout-out to this because while I’ve never had the pleasure of an epic roommate romance with a Kim Namjoon, I do know the pain of unrequited love. It’s what I wrote my first ever fic about, and honestly, OC’s feelings about Taehyung resonated with me so much. Their relationship was harder for me to read about - I felt moments of frustration at her knowing that I had those same frustrating moments myself. But honestly, looking back on it, it was no less complex and enticing than OC and Joon’s relationship. I loved watching OC heal herself and learn to love herself and be loved in return, and also to set boundaries - the last chapter just felt like such a happy little gift and the perfect ending to an amazing journey with these characters. I could go on and on, but like thank you for this!! AND EVERYBODY GO READ IT!

My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold || KNJ || Masterpost

(banner by @/itaeewon)

Title: My Feet to Follow, and My Heart to Hold (Complete!)

Rating: NSWF - minors dni

Genre: college!au, roomie!au, angst, s2l, slow burn, eventual smut

Pairings: KNJ x female reader, unrequited KTH x reader

Summary: You know a lot about the many types of love thanks to Kim Taehyung. You love him as the only person you see as “family”, you love him as your very best friend, and you love him as the beautiful, funny man he’s become. But when a twist of fate during your senior year has you rooming with his good friend Kim Namjoon, you just might find that you have plenty left to learn about love. 

Lesson One: there are such things as a right way and a wrong way to love and to be loved.  Warnings: pov changes - some scenes are namjoon’s pov, conversations revolving around the past loss of immediate family members, language, drinking, angst, a LOT of poetry sorry, eventual smut - sections will have individual warnings

Author's Note: huge thank you to @/kookstempo, @/casuallyimagining, and @/toikiii for beta-ing and listening to me talk about this series a LOT!!! Second thank you to @/jeonqkooks for the gorgeous banner and ALSO for listening to me talk about this way too much lolllll

Series Teaser:

Namjoon peers at you through eyes squinted in suspicion. “How drunk are you?”

You consider this. “Enough that I want to kiss you again, to hell with the consequences. Not too drunk to remember that there would be consequences.”

The playfulness leaves his face; it’s too obvious not to notice. “Consequences like what?”

It’s a challenge. He knows you know it.

“Namjoon,” you say, a little pleading. Don’t. 

“Consequences like Taehyung would see?” he presses. His voice has gone hard.

I. Your Wild-Running Heart | 7k

II. My Devotion's Been an Ocean | 7k

III. So I Speak Your Name | 7.5k

IV. Something Has to Change | 7.5k

V. Say What You Mean | 6k

VI. Don't Think About Him | 6k

VII. Supposed to Be With You | 6k

VIII. Nothing Grows Here | 5.5k

IX. Heedless and Willful | 8k

X. So I Follow | 7.8k

XI. All of It | 8K

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Extras:

-> The apartment's layout

-> Section II Poetry Analysis

-> Section III Poetry Analysis

-> Section IV Poetry Analysis

-> Section VI Poetry Analysis

-> Section VIII Poetry Reading and Analysis

[citricacidprince]

I don't usually do game recs but since this game has made me cry more than any other game ever I'm just gonna go ahead and do it

Like yeah I cry a lot, especially watching movies/reading books/playing games, but this game.... Holy shit I've cried about 10 separate times it ain't even funny anymore

Spiritfarer is an amazing game and for the love of all that is holy PLEASE play it

I got it cause I saw a trailer for the game and the 2D animation really stole my heart, it just looks so pretty!!!! Then I found out the game was about you helping ghosts pass on into the afterlife and then I REALLY wanted the game.

I am kinda, sensitive, about death in particular, mostly cause the concept of death terrifies me and I'm afraid I'm going to die one day without making a memberable mark on the world so you can say this game hit a really emotional mark in me. Everytime I had to say goodbye to a character, even if they weren't my favorite, it just hurt because each goodbye meant something entirely different to me.

One character, the entire time he says goodbye, just tells the PC how much he loves them, how they should never forget it, and they will always be by their side. This man wasn't even that good of a person, but despite all that I could just tell that every word he said he meant it. And it just made me cry really hard. One character says how the fear death, another says how tired they are, one doesn't even really realize what's happening, and one tells how he couldn't live without someone he lost.

Every single one of these made me cry, or at least tear up, and I just love it. Sure my face hurts and I'm constantly snotty, but it's worth it for such a gorgeous game with breathtaking writing

Sorry if that was a bit incomprehensible, I just cried real hard before writing this and just had to tell the world about how good this game is

Just,,, y'all play Spiritfarer it's really really good-

Update: while this was queued I finished the game and what the actual fuck, I think I'm just too stupidly emotional cause I didn't see that ending coming and the ending credits song made my already soft crying turn into full on bawling

It is 4/nearly 5 AM for me and this game has me cry harder and more often than any other game in my whole life

My face is red and hurts from me rubbing it, my eyes hurt, I have a headache from tears and I wanna nap

Please play Spiritfarer it's really good

[tetsvhoe]

Hi!! I know you've already expanded on the toxic exes drabble, but I would love if you included Bokuto, Atsumu, & Sakusa too!! I really like your writing and characterizations and I'm looking forward to what else you come up with in the future!!

SEEING YOUR TOXIC EX [3]

kuroo's part

tsukishima and suna's part

iwaizumi, oikawa, and kageyama's part

hinata, matsukawa, and osamu’s part

character/s: bokuto koutaro x f reader, miya atsumu x f reader, sakusa kiyoomi x f reader

genre/s: fluff

warning/s: toxic exes, jabs on reader’s weight and hinted physical abuse on bokuto’s part, suggestive on atsumu’s part bc he’s a smug little shit

gwen's notes 🤍: damb u hit the spot these three are literally my faves. ngl writing for the same prompt is kinda difficult because i feel like i’m being repetitive, sorry if that’s the case. i end up forgetting what i wrote right after lmao.

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bokuto koutaro

you loved coming to bokuto's games to cheer him up, this time was no different. he'd wear an entirely different smile and put on a grander show whenever he spot you among the crowd.

you waited by the entrance after the game concluded. spectators passed you by as they take their leave, talking about the plays and highlights of the game.

you kept yourself busy on your phone as you waited for your boyfriend to finish getting dressed in their locker rooms, excited to run up to his arms and tell him he did so well.

there was a tap on your shoulder. you turned around, the grin on your lips faltering when you realized it wasn't your boyfriend but someone you hoped you'd never see.

he scoffed at your reaction before leaning his face level with yours. "watched the game with your new boyfriend? didn't peg you as someone interested in sports, not when we were together at least," he snorted.

yes and no. yes, you watched the game not with but of your boyfriend. no, you were never athletic or that interested in sports but it's different when your boyfriend played the sport himself–with so much joy and passion at that. how could you not indulge him when he excitedly explains the game to you and entertains all your questions eagerly despite having to repeat himself a few times. when he turns to you with bright eyes whenever he scores a point as if he's just as impressed and surprised as you are. when he runs to hug you after, "did you see that, did you see what i did?" as he bounced on his feet like a little kid. similarly, he listens intently as you rant about the shows your watching and chimes in his own theories and opinions. he adoringly watches you doing your own hobbies and is utterly amazed. he supports your dreams and ambitions and wholeheartedly believes in you. a stark contrast to the person in front of you who always made you feel... invalid. in all aspects.

bile rose up your throat, but you managed to put on a fake smile, scrunching your nose. "hm i'm actually waiting for him, so if you excuse me." you swiftly turned on your heel but he caught your wrist and pulled you back, causing your heart to stop.

"hey where do you think you're going," he cooed, his tone more menacing and dark than before. "we could wait for your boyfriend right here, while we catch up."

you dropped the facade and straight up glared at him, trying to wriggle out of his grasp. he didn't get the chance to hit you before when you were together, but he was always aggressive–slamming doors, throwing stuff across the room, punching walls, death grip on your shoulders and wrists. if you hadn't left him sooner, he would have eventually gotten a lot more physical with you. that thought alone scared you even when you weren't together anymore. he still acted as if he had every right.

"i have nothing to say to you. quite frankly i don't give a shit about you or what's going on in your life."

he let out a bitter chuckle, refusing to let go of you. "shame, it's just because i think you've put on a bit of weight. you seemed to have let go of yourself hm?"

taken aback, your mouth hung open. you tried to find the words to bark back at him but your mind went blank. you scolded yourself for allowing him to have such an effect but most of all you couldn't fathom how highly he must have thought of himself to talk and act like that.

satisfied with the way you stopped struggling as he hit a nerve, he continued provoking you. "how do you expect anyone to love you-no at least just like you when you look like that, come on," he clicked his tongue.

tears welled up in your eyes out of pure anger and hatred, but you weren't going to let him see that. you swallowed thickly at the lump in your throat. your voice was shaky but you managed to tell him off with finality. "that's fucking rich coming from you and your inexistent hygiene. you have no right to treat me like shit again, not when we were together and most certainly not when we are not."

you could tell he was always so used to having his way and having the final say on things as you saw his jaw clench and eyes twitch. he was fuming and his grip impossibly becoming tighter.

a breath of relief huffed out of your mouth as you heard a group of people approaching, that must be bokuto and the team. your heart swelled as you spot him in the crowd, tall and brooding as usual.

"you guys go on ahead," he called after his teammates as he jogged over to you. his smile was quickly wiped off when his eyes trailed to where your ex had his unwelcome grip on you. you took the opportunity to finally yank your hand away and rub the spot he had grasped.

"hey, babe what's going on?" he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you flush against his side out of instinct. he stared the man down with a scowl you were pretty sure you'd never seen before.

"nothing," your ex was all too quick to answer, teeth clenched in annoyance. you felt like you narrowly missed him getting physical with you again and you shuddered at the thought. "i was just leaving anyway."

it was bokuto's turn to put a death grip on him and you noticed how your ex winced in the slightest. you kept your grin to yourself. your boyfriend turned to look at you, eyes gentle and voice soft. "is everything alright, princess? did he do something?"

your heart fluttered at that. you glanced up at your ex, he had a look of panic in his eyes yet he tried to mask it with annoyance. as satisfying as it was to watch him be put in his place, you didn't want to give him the luxury of your care. you would have paid good money to watch him get smacked in the face, by your beefcake of a boyfriend no less, but you deemed him unworthy of you and bokuto's time and energy.

you wrapped your arms around bokuto's waist, snuggling to his chest as you provokingly smile up at your ex. "forget about it, kou. we have so many better things to do. let's not waste our time with him." bokuto melted into your touch, hesitantly freeing him.

he placed a kiss on your temple as you skipped your way to his car. you could feel he was still uneasy about the encounter but you didn't wanna ruin both of your moods over something as useless as that.

"what was that even about, what did he tell you?"

you playfully pouted at him. "hm a lot of nasty things i would not care to repeat. anyway do you think i gained weight?" you let go of his hand to raise your arms on either side and do a little spin for bokuto. as nonchalant and playful as you tried to put it, you can't help but feel bothered.

he stopped in his tracks, the expression on his face was unreadable. he didn't answer but grabbed your hand instead and led you to his car.

hand on the steering wheel and eyes trailed forward, he finally spoke. "first of all i don't know what he said exactly. in hindsight i might have done something pretty bad if i found out."

you offered a tight lipped cheeky smile as he turned to you.

"second of all you should have at least let me hit him one time."

"hm no, jerks who use a singular bar of soap for the entirety of their hygiene do not deserve rights. you're too good to give him the time of day."

you both broke out to a hearty chuckle, touching his arm and leaning your head against his shoulder. you opened your mouth to speak but bokuto beat you to it.

"and yes i think you did gain weight."

you stared at him confused, eyebrows raised and mouth agape.

"because i take good care of you. you look so much happier and healthier as opposed to when you lost weight because you were always stressed and miserable because of him." you searched his eyes for a hint of insincerity, but they were almost sparkling with adoration and love. "i think you look perfect. i love you, every part of you."

he reached over to hold your cheek, your face heating up at the gesture. you leaned against his touch, eyes glossed over.

"i love you, kou. literally how did i get so lucky."

he placed a quick peck on the tip of your nose, starting the engine to distract you from the blush appearing on his face.

miya atsumu

dating the miya atsumu has been everything but boring. you knew he had a lot of dedicated fan girls, so to speak. though rest assured atsumu only had eyes for you, you still loved to look your best whenever you went out together.

especially since this was your first fancy dinner date and night out with him in a while, you went all out—the dress, the hair, the makeup, the shoes and accessories. atsumu couldn’t help but feel as though he won the lottery.

he couldn’t keep his hands to himself all night, always an arm around your waist or a hand resting on your thigh. he kept checking you out, too like he was trying to gather the courage to shoot his shot with you. he was being an adorable little dork and your biggest hypeman.

you both weren’t sure where to go after you’ve indulged in a fancy dinner at some high end restaurant and your boyfriend was dead set on showing you off. he argued that you spent so much time and effort to look this good and he didn’t want to waste that. luckily though his teammates were out drinking on this lovely saturday evening and you both decided to crash in.

the loud music buzzed through the walls and floor, the lights were dim and colorful and just as intoxicating, bodies clashed and melted into each other on the dance floor.

you were left alone in your booth as atsumu went to get more drinks, the rest of the guys were just scattered around the club and making the most out of their well deserved break.

“if it isn’t y/n,” a voice you immediately recognized, despite being tipsy from the alcohol, half-shouted from behind you.

you spared him an uninterested eyes, bringing your glass to your lips as you rolled your eyes. “what the hell do you want from me?”

he claimed a seat across from you, propping his elbows up. “have you no shame?” he clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “dressed like a slut surrounded by all those men what would your new little boyfriend think of this behavior?”

you put your glass down with a bit more force than intended, spilling some of the drink on the table. “that’s none of your business. get lost.”

“it is if you’re acting like a whore right after we broke up, don’t you have a little bit of respect left for me or yourself?” he continued to taunt, leaning back on his seat.

you narrowed your eyes, rage bubbling up from the utter bullshit he was spewing. “you have always acted like a whore when we were together. i say this again, whatever i choose to do with my life is none of your fucking business. leave,” you gritted through your teeth.

a laugh resounded from behind you followed by a chaste kiss on the crook of your neck. atsumu claimed his seat beside you as he set your drinks down. you and your ex both looked at him surprised and confused. he draped an arm over your thighs and crossed his leg over the other obnoxiously. “oh by the way i think she looks fucking hot.”

you blinked back at him, confused.

“you were wondering what would your new little boyfriend think of this behavior,” he mocked in a whiny voice, making you snicker. “i think she looks hot and i’m glad she’s having fun.” he glared at him through his lashes as he took a long sip from his drink.

after a beat of awkward silence in your booth, your ex finally scoffed. “you should keep your girlfriend on a short leash. she’s known to mess around with other guys when we were still together.”

you rolled your eyes but before you could open your mouth to deny his entirely wrong claim, atsumu leaned over, setting his glass down. he looked almost amused with his bored eyes and slight smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. “is she known for that really or did you just spread those rumors when your ego couldn’t handle being dumped, rightly so i might add.”

annoyed and humiliated, your ex struggled to find a response but refused to back down. he looked at you instead, sneering. “oh i see, i get it now. you just really love the attention don’t you? you love having men gawk at you and your boyfriend thinks you’re all that.”

“oh get over yourself,” you scoffed folding your arms over your chest. “your head must be so far up your ass to think i look like this for you or anyone else for that matter.”

atsumu chuckled, shaking his head. “mhm, trust me you’re the farthest thing on her mind especially when i get to fuck her senseless when we get home.”

you snapped your head at your boyfriend, eyes wide and cheeks burning with embarrassment. “tsumu!” you half-whispered half-shouted, pinching his side.

“oops sorry, guess i wasn’t supposed to say that,” he laughed as he gathered your things in his hands. “just thought you should know, since you act like your opinion still matters.”

you were silent the whole way home, unsure of how to feel. you were furious that your ex had the nerve to say such degrading words at you to the point where you wondered if he was right. although atsumu defended you, being the cocky bastard he was, you wondered how he felt about other people checking you out.

your ex used to scold you for dressing up, accusing you of seeing someone else behind his back. he used to be annoyed at you whenever you got catcalled or checked out in public, saying it could have been avoided if you dressed modestly.

“tsum, do you think…” you couldn’t bring yourself to finish the words, suddenly being conflicted and hating yourself. an involuntary sob escaped your lips as atsumu pulled up to the driveway.

he pulled you into his chest wordlessly and stroked your hair. “what we’re not going to do is let that idiot’s words get to you, okay? i’m sorry he ruined your night, angel. i’m here, it’s okay.”

“but i- it’s my fault. i shouldn’t have-“

“i don’t care,” he announced, making you stare up at him with teary eyes. “dress however you want, i can fight,” he grinned, flexing his arms in an attempt to make you smile.

it worked.

he placed a kiss on your forehead before thumbing your tears away. “we both know he was just trying to get in your head. i won’t let him fuck with your mind like that anymore okay? i love you, angel.”

you sniffled a small “i love you too”, making him smile to himself.

“let’s go inside, i’ll make sure we end this night on a nice note,” he whispered, giving you a playful wink. you chuckled but felt your face heat up once more, recalling he was going to fulfill the promise he made back at the club.

sakusa kiyoomi

you and sakusa were quite the opposites but that’s exactly why you worked—you balanced each other out nicely. he was quiet and reserved, you were chatty and cheerful. you rambled about the million different things going on in your pretty little head, and he listened intently.

likewise, sakusa was often busy with training. days like these, when you got to go out with him doing all sorts of fun stuff, didn’t come often so you wanted to make the most out of it. your boyfriend was surprisingly willing to indulge you in a full day of going around town, sightseeing and shopping, trying out different food you saw along the way.

you were both pretty spent by sunset. your last stop happened to be a quaint cafe with homey and aesthetic interior. you thought nothing could possibly ruin the wonderful day you had just spent with your boyfriend.

as always, you were doing most of the talking while sakusa gave you curt replies, simple head nods and shakes. it didn’t mean he was any less interested or happy though. he felt at ease despite having been around people all day because you were around. you held his hand, gave him reassuring smiles, and made sure he was alright. whenever he felt uncomfortable, you would always put him first and his heart swelled every time because he always felt how much you cared about him.

though you felt you were talking his ears off, he made sure you knew he was enjoying your company through little gestures. he would give your hand a gentle squeeze, recall the story you were telling to see if he got the details of the gossip right, he would occasionally give his opinions on the things you thought of buying, and pose shyly for your spontaneous picture taking.

“omi you look like a pinterest boy,” you squealed, fishing your phone out of your pocket to snap a quick photo. you could barely tell, but he was smiling under his mask.

“is that supposed to be a compliment,” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

you bite back a grin, reaching over to brush his curls away from his face. “a huge one.” he was startled at first, but a blush quickly crept up his face to where his mask couldn’t hide it. you giggled, making him playfully swat your hand away.

you excused yourself to order for the both of you.

“still overbearing as ever i see,” a voice whispered from behind you.

you quickly turned around to see your ex sneering down at you. “excuse me?” you huffed, taking a cautious step back. the cafe was slightly crowded but he was the last person you ever expected to see, especially after the lovely day you just had.

“it’s just that you haven’t changed at all. you are still so unbearably annoying,” he enunciated with spite as he motioned to where sakusa was sat, busy scrolling through his phone.

“you have no idea what you’re talking about. i just wanna get coffee, so excuse me,” you dismissed him quickly, not wanting him to notice how your heart clenched at his words.

you recalled the absolute torture you went through with him when he would push and pull you away whenever he pleased, until eventually dumping you because you were “too much”—too clingy, affectionate, talkative, that you didn’t leave him space to breathe because you were always hovering over him.

he clicked his tongue, stopping you mid step. you should have just went to the counter, you took note. “can’t believe you never learned your lesson. i feel so bad for your new guy, he looks so fed up with you already.”

there was a satisfied smirk on his face when you turned to look at him. what were you even supposed to say to him? you knew he was purposely riling you up, and it worked.

“i’m not sure what you want me to say to that,” you spat glaring at him, balling your fists.

“exactly, nothing because you know i’m right. i was right all along that you wouldn’t find anybody who would want to put up with your bullshit,” he snickered humorlessly.

“speak for yourself,” sakusa’s cold tone cut through the conversation abruptly. he towered above your ex as he stood his full height and looked down at him, almost in disgust.

“what’s taking so long?” he jerked his head towards you.

you stammered for an answer, so your boyfriend grabbed your hand instead and pulled you to his side. he was never big on pda and so were you, but your heart danced around in your chest giddily nonetheless.

“you must be so awfully miserable with your life that you feel the need to drill those thoughts into her head,” he retorted, eyes narrowing at your stunned ex. “quite frankly you’re the intolerable one so you have to gaslight and manipulate the shit out of someone into staying with you,” he snickered, pulling his mask down to flaunt his vicious grin.

he turned to you with a soft smile, kissing your temple before hauling you away. “let’s go, love. this place suddenly became filthy and disgusting for some reason. it reeks.”

“i don’t find you annoying or anything,” sakusa awkwardly blurted out as you quietly sipped your iced coffee in an entirely different cafe, one with an open rooftop and a breathtaking view. “i’m not very good with words… or actions for that matter but i really love you and your clinginess and affection.”

you stared at him with the drink still your hand as you struggled to find the words to say. he looked away and rubbed the back of his neck shyly, which only made you want to smother him more. you hopped off your seat and nuzzled to his side. he was glad you were too busy teasing him to notice how much he was blushing.

“awww omi i love you too,” you cooed. “i knew you loved my teasing all along!” you repeatedly poked his sides, making him jerk away.

when he seized your hand and looked you in the eyes, bringing his face a few inches from yours, you faltered. “you’re trying to brush it off, but i know he messed you up badly. just because i suck at showing it, doesn’t mean i love you any less.”

the sudden vulnerabilty, in a public place no less, tugged at your emotions. the tears rolled down your cheeks on their own.

chuckling, sakusa ruffled your hair and pulled you into a quick hug. “finish that already, i can’t wait to go home and shower,” he muttered, changing the subject.

you snuck a quick kiss over his mask, grinning. “i love you, omi.” you giggled at how he blinked a few times before stuttering out an awkward “i love you too, idiot.”