#lots of moving parta with this one

[wolfsbanesparks]

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Hi!!!

Yet another idea I've not had the chance to write:

This is a series of stories rather than just one because i have done way way too much world building for it.

An expansion of my medieval fantasy AU incorporating as many aspects of DC as possible. Im working on The Kingdom of the Dark Knight which is the fantasy Batman origin for the world (and ties into my other oneshot Knight of Gotham) setting up the curse on Gotham and the political upheaval of the nation as Bruce in crowned King.

Then there's the Lantern Corps as a naval fleet with magic lanterns + enchanted rings that patrol the seas for pirates and monsters.

And Kryptonians as endangered Dragonborn species from a fallen kingdom. Clark raised by farmers of a neighboring kingdom while Kara was kept in a magical stasis for years.

And the JL as a knights of the round table situation going on quests to unite the lands and protect the world from magical threats

Atlantis and Themyscira are largely the same since they are already fantastical nations.

And of course Billy (as first shown in my fic the Wizard’s Apprentice) is a young wizard learning magic and fighting monsters. He's going to find his long lost sister (raised by a noble family) and become the host of a divine lightning spirit (Cap aka Thavma) and use illusion spells to appear older to join the JL.

[werecreatures]

5, 9, 18, 21 :-)

5. TV show of the year?

- Has to be True Detective, season one specifically... Once again no idea why I didn't watch it sooner but I'm very glad I did now :') and also Interview with the Vampire!

9. Best month for you this year?

- I forget what happened any given month so I'm just gonna guess and say. Uhh december, so now dbfbfj... Nothing too exciting has happened yet + I just was sick which sucks but I made a lot of things this month and I'm very proud of that! Lots of crafts and art, I've also been playing my favorite game which has been really nice :O) and my adhd/autism uh. rehab thing whatever it's called has been a big help these last few months and the meetings I've had with my therapist/coach have been incredibly nice and lovely ❣️

18. A memorable meal this year?

- (Thinking about my answer to this last night made me and Parta laugh so much sjdkfnc) I'm gonna have to say french fries from pancho villa. They're just so delicious...

21. What's something new about your place of residence (room, home, or general location) now vs. the start of the year?

- There's more stuff on the walls! And uh. more trinkets all around... Not much has changed I guess or I've forgotten something which is very likely but nothing else comes to mind right now... OH! Except that we finally moved our tv to the living room from our bedroom, I think that happened early this year djfbf

[ko-odi]

I'm the guy who submitted the anon ask before (where u drew me a pic of Drake, thank u so much I will cherish it for the rest of my life!!!) and I'm in need of some Haunted headcanon inspo for a dnd game I'm trying to run soon!! Tell me some of ur headcanons, no matter how obscure, small, or seemingly insignificant

SRY THIS TOOK SO LONGGGG i. forgort BUT HERE R A FEW !!! :D some of these are my own and some of these are me parroting things ive heard from the haunted discord that i love (u should totally join the discord btw its fun i can give an inv to anyone not already there if anyone wants one!!)

-Drakes issues regarding tone and reading the room, such as 1) his default mode of speaking being thru sarcasm (no hes really not always trying to be rude, thats just how he communicates 😭), and 2) cracking jokes or quips at inappropriate times (like when graysons house was burning down and drake was all like “wow grayson sure does love his secret hatches lawl” and “he should really rethink his escape routes for next time haha!” like drake this is NOT THE TIME). Im not saying hes NOT sassy or rude (because he totally is <3) but like. its not ALWAYS ON PURPOSE OK LMAO he is autistic 🫶

-somewhat related to this is that i hc that he says cheesy lines like “erm… hes RIGHT behind me isnt he” and “um guys, you MIGHT wanna take a look at this…” all the time, and he does so bcs he repeats phrases hes read in books (or from movies/shows he saw before traveling to the future or whatever) a lot. either that or he just Says That Stuff which is almost funnier

-drakes sleeping schedule SUCKS dude and a big parta that is cuz enderman are nocturnal and his internal clock is all messed up. (the water up on his mountain canonically helps him sleep tho im pretty sure?)

-his bodys kinda awkward to move around in, and hes always tripping over his feet or bumping into stuff (hes just like me fr….)

-this ones odd, but the subspecies of enderman that drake is fused(??) with have rings all over their body that they use to light up dark areas (such as caves), and to communicate (blinking lights like fireflies, bright flashes to intimidate others, are dim when sick, etc). Theyre able to control this using their natural magic or whatever. HOWEVERRR drake is unable to control his himself! His rings are stuck at a set brightness, and he cant “turn them off”, leading him to always be expelling a small but steady amount of magic. This is part of why he runs out of mana faster than other magic users/enderman, and is part of why he tries not to waste his mana when possible.

-related to above, hes not ab magic doesnt last very long, but is very volatile and powerful in bursts. this is the OTHER reason he doesnt use magic willy nilly .. he has to learn how to harness it properly or else he might end up hurting people by accident (this might literally be canon but i thought id mention it anyway)

-in the haunting one, hes always stating things abt himself that we never actually get to see (like when he calls himself the builder, or good at parkour, or when armen said that he had a problem with breaking windows???? 😭) so i like to think that those are just collins memories slipping thru the cracks, and those memories dont rly belong to/are about drake at all. theres probably other shared fuzzy memories he has from collin too (like ruby shire perhaps) so thats super fun to play with!! I think this might actually be also canon but yk

-ARMEN iiii love this guy ok so i love to hc that, after hes revived/saved (IF you want to go that route!), he comes back not dead, but not quite alive either…. hes like sorta half and half to me lol. or maybe hes alive, but coming back to life has some side effects (like being cold all the time for example). Hes also suuuper sleepy all the time after hes saved LET HIM SNOOZE dude.

as much as it pains me, I also love the hc that armen comes back with his memory wiped (i think this is close to where the intended canon was supposed to head as well!). You can either go the “his memory is totally wiped, which effectively makes him a new person” route, the “his memory is wiped back to the fall into the lava, right before HB possessed him” route, or the “his memory gets wiped to before HB was involved in his life whatsoever” route. I like all 3 options aaaah idk what my favorite is!!! i’ll probably talk in depth abt these in a different post later bcs the fact that it adds more parallels between him and collin/drake makes me insane. either way he will sometimes have unexplainable deja-vu and things will feel familiar to him.

-armen is super cold all the time (always wearing sweaters and stuff) while drake is super warm all the time (always wearing thin clothes. but this is cuz hes always expelling some sorta magical energy involuntarily, so when he runs outta mana he gets cold as well) this isnt important or anything i just like it :3c

-i like to think that despite his affinity towards it before the fall, he tries to avoid combat & conflict when possible post-possession/revival. very “uhh im a lover not a fighter haha ..” (<- could kick your butt if he tried) vibes. or maybe he lost all combat ability post revival and totally sucks now !! either way man just wants to chill (he is traumatized)

-MIA shes lowkey scared of being on the water after her and her sisters shipwreck, the day she was captured by the empire. she probably slips back into familiarity when they take over that airship one time tho- maybe she gets an airship of her own in the future o:? haunted group sky pirate crew when 🤨???

-along with magic, she also GETS INTO ALCHEMY/CHEMISTRY !!! its like.. magic ??? without needing to provide any ACTUAL magical power yourself?? thats so fucking sick ok. She and drake do magicy-sciencey experiments together and they end up blowing stuff up a lot. despite what drake says, they BOTH enjoy the chaos.

-mia and armen would be BEST. FRIENDS. i think abt mia armen friendship literally all the time they would be so chaotic and thoughtful with each other i love mia armen friendship sm. maybe mia helps style his hair like hers since its grown out later :] They are so sibling core to me

-related to both yhings above, she shares her love of learning with armen. They learn tons of random stuff together :D chemistry archeology history magic biology etc. Mia loves learning anything she can get her hands on, and armen feels the need to learn everything he missed while he was gone.

(sidenote: if he comes back with completely wiped memory, him learning all different sorts of subjects is him trying to figure out what he enjoys, and who he is as a person. “building himself up from ground zero”. and mias glad to help ): <3)

-MIA AND GRAYSON ARE ALSO SIBLING CORE !!!!!!!!!! you are NOT immune to the “mia is everyones sister” propaganda …. im mind controlling you ….

-grayson my GUY dude ok. not rly a hc and more of an observation but i loooove how hes so serious and pessimistic all the time but hes also like…. friendly (yet distrusting) and silly (devouring and entire cake and being all like “:D” with a flower crown and slimey friend) like idk i just looav that contrast its yummy. cruel world forcing his joyous whimsey into hiding </3

-finds a sickening comfort in loneliness, while also being deeply afraid of it. no it is not healthy. i might have to describe this later, as ive not found the words to do so yet.!!! maybe others can add onto this if they wish :)))

-His wife was fucking awesome ok. She was totally anti-empire and wrote many pamphlets that hurt the emperor & his followers image under an anonymous name that spread around the public like wildfire. Did she initially start dating grayson to get more info on the empire without his knowledge? Was she herself high up in the empires chain of command, helping get grayson the job in the first place? Did grayson know and help his wife with her endeavors(im leaning towards yes but no would be fun)? idk but she was awesome and they committed treason together and were in love

-idk if im totally down with the idea, but graysons wife and/or kid ending up being ALIVE…. MANNN THAT COULD BE SO GOOD. SO DRAMA INDUCING. GRRRR i wanna play with this later

-if i start talking abt drake and grayson friendship i will not shut up about it so ill keep it BREIF ….. they are ambiguously romantic/ALMOST queerplatonic to me. they dont care abt labeling what they are, partially bcs they CANT. they r life partners who hold hands and find comfort in the others consistency and the stability their friendship brings. grayson calls drake his “darling husband” for shits and giggles and drake glares at him (while very obviously smiling). OK WE’RE DONE ..

-none of them are allocishet sorryyyy (<- not actually sorry at all) i can list out my queer hcs later if anyone wishes smile :))

-collin, luke, and lalea are still cooking in my head .. i dont have that many hcs abt them qwq i suggest looking to APPLE @apple-rose301 FOR THESE GUYS (she said i could @ her for this) and for any character hcs and analysis stuff tbh, their thoughts are basically canon to me /pos . would also love to hear EVERYONES THOUGHTS AND ANALYSES AND HCS EVER !!!! so if anyone sees this … u should totally list out ur own thoughts :)))) PLEASR PLEASEPLEA

i also have more thoughts on each character analysis wise, specifically the contrasts and parallels they have with each other and themselves, but that might be putttt into a different postttt

OH also sry for being more drake focused i loav drake he is my favorite guy ever ever .!! I HOPE THESE FEW LITTLE THOUGHTS ARE ALRIGHT THO TYSM FOR ASKINNGGGG (ALSO IM GLAD U LIKED THE DRAWING TYY) AND ALSO ID LOVE TO HEAR MORE ABT THIS DND CAMPAIGN HELLO ???

[delafiseaseses]

Delafiseaseses Reveals its True Identity for the Purpose of Self-Promoting its Artist Activities.

Yeah, y'know what, fuck it. I've mentioned it before, but Delafiseaseses is merely a side-alias. Me odd tendency t' wanna be secretive means I've divided meself into many usernames.

My main username online is Stone, StoneAKASeashoresWall t' be specific. Yes, that's 2 online aliases merged into one... yes, SeashoresWall was like Delafiseaseses once and was a 'secret'... I do that a lot. But, as an artist I am known by NoelBobby, would thou be amazed t' learn that was also a secret once? Probably not. NoelBobby was also a pun on 'Nobody' an' near the starta Delafiseaseses I was 'Nobody Delafiseaseses'. That all ended as I became a somebody through gender-realisations, hence the droppin' of the Nobody 'ere, but I was years established as NoelBobby so I kept it, well that an' I didn't wanna pay for the privilege of changin' me Deviantart name, heh.

Anyway, NoelBobby. That 'as been a Deviantart Account for 3 years an' with it I've produced over 1000 images. 'Ere's an link t' the gallery. An' NoelBobby 'as also recently 'ad a Tumblr account set up. 'Ere's a link to that.

Y'may be wonderin' why am I givin' these links now? After so long keepin' these things separate from me primary Tumblr account/Fallout Ramblings place? Well, I 'ave two reasons, a general one an' a big one.

The general one is that I want people t' see me art. I'm an artist, I bloody love the idea of people seein' me work. I subtly bragged about the fact there's over 1000 images on the Deviantart due t' me pride in me work. I'll be honest, I've thought about yellin' about that on Delafiseaseses since a few months after I made this account.

The second bigger reason is that bein' an artist kinda stopped bein' a hobby recently. As of last month, t' be precise. I 'ave set up a Ko-Fi account wi' commissions an' donations open. An', well, y'know 'ow it is, I've gotta self-promote that. That's what pushed me over this edge of doin' this. I've drafted up this a few times now an' backed out, hence the 'Y'know what, fuck it' at the starta this.

So, look at me art if ya fancy, an' if y'do an' y'think it'd be nice t' give me dosh for it then do that if y'am able. Otherwise, if y'am annoyed by the fact I've suddenly spewed this messy of ramble self-promotin' rubbish at ya, uh, disregard this post an' move on with ya day. I'm sure I'll ramble about somethin' to yer interests at some point.

I as Delafiseaseses ay goin' anywhere an' the kinda nattering I do 'ere will 'appen again soon enough. I probably won't even mention this again for a long time, maybe I'll start callin' meself Stone on 'ere, though. That's not a mere username, that's a parta me identity that started out as a username. Heh.

Now t' click 'Post now' before my self-consciousness makes me delete all of this. I almost did several times as I wrote this ramble.

[0perfectimperfections0]

Let Me Go: Part 2

They had waited for hours, constantly praying for those sapphires to open up. Breathing was a good sign. Truly. But they wanted to hear him talk. Hear him sing. For crying out loud, they'd appreciate the insults and snide comments at this point. 

Mandy had started out combing her fingers through his hair, surprised at how easily it silked through her fingers. That couldn't have been from the wash. Now she gently massaged his chest, finding what comfort she could in the feel of it rising and falling. 

"Y'know," UglyDog was curled up on a chair by the window, watching her, "You don't seem to hate him as much as you said you did." 

"I never...I never HATED him." She looked down at the blonde. "He had his moments where he was...sweet, I guess. It's just he always kept himself so busy at the office. I walked in one time to find him completely passed out over his desk. I honestly think the stress just turned him into that cold kind of person." 

"Stress?" Wage scrunched her face up. "What's Mr. Perfect got to be stressed about?" 

Mandy forced herself to not bristle at that comment. She redirected that emotion to running a hand behind Lou's ears. "You don't know the half of it...I wasn't kidding when I told you guys that we wouldn't get anywhere without him. He's put a lot of work into the Institute." 

Moxy looked up at her, looking completely innocent despite the next words that came from her. "Do you have a crush on him?" 

Her eyes widened just for a second before she redirected her gaze to the floor. A small heat crept onto her face. Thank God for her darker complexion. "I-I mean, who didn't, really? All the guys wanted to be him, and all the girls fainted if he so much as glanced at them." 

Ox chuckled quietly, "Yeah, that parta Lou never changed. The big flirt. He won't even tryin', too. When him and I started hangin' out more, he told me all the girls acted weird around him. Clingy. I don't think he understood what affect he had on 'em." 

"Maybe that's why he stayed in the office," Mandy pondered aloud. Her hand slid back down to his chest again and her brow furrowed. It was moving much faster now. "Lou?" She rubbed his shoulder. The others drew their attention to him. 

The blonde's face scrunched up for a second and his pants could be heard. In another moment, those sapphires opened and he blinked through the light from the window. Pupils dilated back and forth as they adjusted. Blue flickering from grey before settling to their natural color. 

Eyes first found Mandy's and he blinked as she smiled small at him. Ox's wide smile was next to come to his attention. It was obvious the bunny was holding back from completely engulfing his brother in a tight hug.

Before anything could be said, Lou sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Even in death, you haunt me." He muttered grimly. 

Ox gave him an amused grin, "You ain't dead, Bud." 

Brows creased. Lou opened his eyes to stare at the bunny before looking around the room. "Ho--"

"We had the robots get you a new chip!" Moxy bounced excitedly onto the bed at his feet. 

Lou stared at her for a long moment,

"I'm...not dead."

"Nope!" Moxy beamed. 

Mandy noticed the hitch in his chest. She felt it stop her hand briefly as it rested upon him. Something in his eyes glistened, and he pressed the heels of his hands to them. "So...," he swallowed thickly, "I'm still...in the Institute?" 

"Yep!" Ox patted his elbow. "Safe and sound. Those robots said the new chip is some fancier model, so it'll last a long time." 

The rise and fall of his chest sped up. Mandy rubbed him gently, "Lou?" 

Lou pushed himself up all of a sudden, seemingly set on getting out of the bed. Mandy did good to react fast enough to stand and catch him as his legs gave out. "You shouldn't be walking-"

"I have to get out." He growled through clenched teeth, eyes turning red as tears fell down. 

"Lou! Stop! What's wrong?" She tried meeting his eyes as he still pushed forward toward the door. 

"I can't be here! Trapped!" 

"B-But we got you the chip--" Moxy started. 

"I don't want the stupid chip!" He yelled. Mandy grabbed him, arms around his torso before he could get any closer to the door. "Let me go!" He struggled in her hold, choking on sobs as he screamed and thrashed. "I can't do this anymore! Just let me die!" 

The others froze, taken aback. Mandy tightened her hold on him. "Lou, stop, please. Listen to me," she whispered close to his ear. "Please, just relax and let's talk about this." 

His energy was running out quickly, breath coming in ragged heaves. He didn't take his glare away from the door, "Let me go," he rasped out. 

"No. Louis, calm down." Her voice was more strict this time. "We're not letting you die." 

Lou's eyes squeezed shut and his jaw clenched. "Please," he cried, hands gripping her arms in front of him. "Please...I can't do it anymore...Please kill me..." His legs finally gave into the exhaustion and Mandy caught him, lifting him into her arms.

"Lou, don't say that," she felt her own eyes burning. Ox came around as she sat on the bed, legs crossed with the blonde curled up in her lap. The bunny could only stare dumbfounded at his brother, shocked that anything like that would come out of his mouth. 

"No...," his head lulled, disoriented from the panic still coursing through him. He choked on another sob, hand clenching her shirt. "Take it out," another hand reached up to his neck.

"I-" he was wailing at this point, "I don't want it." 

Her heart broke seeing him like this. A green hand quickly took Lou by the chin to look at that one eye. "Now, listen here," Ox's voice was trying to stay firm, but it shook slightly. "You ain't givin' up on us. Ya ain't givin' up on me. Gosh darnit Lou I love ya and don't wanna lose ya again!" 

"Let me leave, Ox!" Lou hissed, barely able to see the bunny through his tears. "I want to leave this place...Let. Me. Go."

Those words had a different meaning to them. They understood what he really meant now. 

"Forget about the Institute," Mandy pulled his hand away from his neck. She held it firmly to her chest. "Forget, just for a moment, about everything. I know it's easier said than done, but please, just try. Focus on being here right now. Just breathe." Mandy coaxed him to settle against her, head pressed against where her heart was. 

He focused instead on the rhythm of her heartbeat, forcing the sobs down his throat. 

"That doesn't mean hold it in," she whispered, forehead pressed against his. "Just cry, okay? No one's punishing you for feeling something. You don't have to be perfect." 

A whimper escaped him before he finally let out the sob he'd been holding in. Nolan sat down on Mandy's other side and rubbed Lou's shoulder. 

"I've got you. You're okay." Mandy guided his arms around her neck and he clung tightly around her, crying uncontrollably into her should. This was what had been behind those walls. She had just gotten a small glimpse before, but now the wall was torn down. 

It hurt her to see him like this. She'd give anything to see that confident swagger back in him. Or maybe not. Maybe this was him being real and taking off that mask. He wouldn't have under any other circumstances, and a part of her understood that he literally didn't have the strength to keep it up anymore. He was tired of pretending. Tired of forcing himself to be something else. 

It was a good while until the crying turned to sniffling. His body went limp against her, chest heaving. She pulled his legs up closer, becoming this makeshift cradle for him to curl up into. Lou murmured tiredly against her shoulder, "I'm hideous." 

For some reason, that statement broke their hearts even more. Moxy frowned. It didn't settle right on his lips. Insecure didn't look right on him. "No you're not," Moxy shuffled up into the bed as well. 

"You're–" Mandy stopped short of saying 'perfect'. "...Amazing." Lou snorted. She smiled and lifted his chin up to face her. Eyes red and becoming puffy. There were blonde strands sticking to his tear-stained cheeks that she brushed away. "Sweet. Wonderful. Brave–"

"Tired," Lou gave a small smile of his own. Gosh, she missed it. 

Ox smiled, tears still brimming his eyes, and patted Lou's knee. "Why don'tcha get some sleep, Bud?"

"Ox-"

"Don't start," he interrupted, "You're sleepin' off all that death nonsense. I need my brother back." He looked over Lou's attire - the wrinkled dress shirt and shrunken pants - "You're gettin' inta somethin' more comfortable, too."

Blue eyes widened when Mandy stood with him still in her arms. "Woah, wait! I'm fine sleeping in this!" 

"I've got some clothes he can have!" Nolan jumped up and hurried down the hall before Lou could object. 

"He still feels really guilty about what happened," Mandy explained when she noticed Lou glaring at the door. "Let him get you the clothes so he can feel a little better." The blonde huffed and crossed his arms. "Can you walk?"

She stopped in the bathroom. 

"Of course I can," he was quick to answer. Mandy set him down, hands hovering near him in just in case. Lou, ever confident in his learned ability, took a step forward to prove himself right–

"Ohmydoll-" 

Mandy caught him the second his legs gave out. She picked him up and let him sit on the bathroom counter. "Alright, so you can't." He glared, face flushing. "Nolan will help you get changed-"

"Absolutely not."

"Lou-"

"Mandy." He mocked her tone. "I can change myself."

"You can't even stand." 

"Hasn't stopped me before." He crossed his arms, chin lifting to look away from her. 

"This has happened before?" Now she was worried. 

Sapphires widened, tensing for a second. "Anyways- I can take it from here," he waved his hands to shoo her away. 

"No, no," she wagged a finger at him,

"We're still talking about what you said." 

Lou opened his mouth to say something, but UglyDog's voice from the bedroom disrupted them. "Hey Mandy! When ya get done flirting with Pretty Boy in there we need your help!"

"One second!" She called back, face flushing. 

Despite the red hue in his own face, a bit of that natural swagger resurfaced. Lou hooded his eyes at her, smirking, "You didn't deny it." 

She fixed the collar of his shirt, quick-witted as ever in her response. "Which one? Flirting with you or you being a Pretty Boy?" 

It took some effort to not laugh at how deep the blush settled onto his face, eyes wide. The front door closing sounded from downstairs, so Mandy quickly finished fixing his shirt before leaving him to boggle over what had just happened. 

Nolan soon replaced Mandy in the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. "Probably not your taste, but I scrounge up what I thought you'd like." A simple white dress shirt was set beside the sink. Plaid trousers and a pair of socks. "Mandy said you'd need some help changing."

"Apparently," Lou mumbled.

Nolan wrung his hands together, glancing around the bathroom. "I'm sorry-" he blurted out. Lou rose a brow at him. "A-About the wash. I swear, i-if I'd known that would happen I never would've done it." He could feel the tears burning behind his eyes again.

To his surprise, Lou gave a wry smile as he faced the wall. "I should thank you. I never had the guts to go through with anything like that myself. So, thank you for it, really."

The brunette let out a strangled groan. "Please…don't thank me for something like that. That's sick. I want you to hate me for it-- yell at me, insult me, something! You aren't upset even a little that I almost--that I did kill you?" Lou shrugged, lips pursed. Nolan squinted at the blonde, trying to wrap his head around it. He moved to stand in front of Lou, hands on either side of him, looking up into those empty eyes. "When did you stop caring about your life?"

Lou had his eyes fixed on his lap. It felt like he wanted to cry, but there was nothing left in him at this point. He could only look up slightly to look at Nolan. "When I realized no one else did."

Nolan swallowed. "Then this has to be proof for you that we care. If we didn't, we would've left you--"

"You'll still leave." There it was. Those tears. And here he thought he had no tears left to cry. Lou forced the lump down his throat, trying to keep his lips from quivering. "You went through that God-forsaken Gauntlet, too, hypocrite. You were ready to walk through that portal without a second thought as to who you were leaving behind. I'll kill myself a million times if that's the only way to get people to start caring."

Nolan had to look away when Lou couldn't keep those silent tears back anymore. The brunette straightened, sliding his hands off the counter. "Let's get you changed," his voice barely carried past the distance between them. Lou didn't move except to watch Nolan grab the white shirt first. Nolan looked at him expectantly.

"I'm not gonna make this easy for you." Lou muttered.

"You didn't give Mandy such a hard time."

"Someone pulled me out of that washer." Lou narrowed his eyes. "You should've left me there."

Nolan tried calming himself down. He began unbuttoning Lou's shirt. "Better than you thanking me for killing you."

"What'll it take to get you to kill me again?"

Lou found his chin quickly being grabbed and turned so he could see his reflection in the mirror. Nolan's eyes were burning with a passion the blonde didn't know him capable of. "Nothing," he looked at Lou's eyes from the reflection. "Look at that- on your neck - two hours went into that, Lou. I wanted to make sure that every stitch was so freaking tight and perfect that nothing could ever happen to you again. You don't know how absolutely terrified I was so see you in that washer…unresponsive. To hear your screams replaying in my head over and over. The image of you suddenly going limp and dead. I'm not going through that again. I'm not watching you be in pain anymore. I can't take it-" Nolan's throat tightened.

He released his hold, going back to sliding the shirt off the small frame in front of him. Lou kept his eyes fixed on the reflection. "Hate me all you want to," Nolan continued, "but don't ever ask me something like that again." It was quiet for a long while after that. Lou never looked away from the mirror. Nolan wasn't sure what he was looking at, but he didn't attempt to make eye contact. The new shirt was put on, freshly tumble dried and pressed so it was warm. Nolan frowned when he started buttoning it up. It was awfully baggy. He could've sworn he'd tailored this one to fit snugly on himself. Nolan brushed it off. So long as it fit comfortably, it would be fine for now. He made a mental note to check the measurements on it again.

"Can you stand?" All he received was a small nod. Lou was finally being more cooperative, allowing Nolan to gently lift him off the counter. It was shaky at first, but Lou kept a firm grip on the counter behind him and locked his knees. Nolan frowned again when he finished helping Lou with the pants. They were baggy on him, too. The ends draped over the blonde's feet. Nolan picked Lou up again by the underarms, "Stand up straight for a sec," he let Lou grip onto his forearms for support. Like this, It was apparent that Nolan was taller by a good inch or two. "Huh." Nolan looked the blonde up and down again. "I thought we were all the same size." Lou averted his gaze, silent. He was picked up again and set on the counter.

Lou tried to push down the sickening feeling in his stomach. It was terribly demeaning to have to be babied like this. Nolan slipped the socks on -- also warm, Lou noted. The pants had been the same way. Stupid Nolan. Now Lou felt weary, the warm clothes not helping to fight off the drowsiness. He felt himself beginning to sway and quickly forced his eyes open.

It didn't go past Nolan. "Feel better now?" Lou didn't respond. Just a shrug. "Tired?" Nothing at all this time. Nolan sighed, tilting his head at the blonde. When he reached his arms out again, Lou was prepared to be picked up, but arms wrapped around his torso and stayed there. Nolan rested his chin on Lou's shoulder. "Do you hate me?" Still silence…but ever so slightly he felt Lou's head rest on his shoulder. Hesitant arms came up to loosely wrap around in what had to be the most pitiful hug Nolan had ever received. "I think we both need sleep right now," Nolan smiled. Easier said than done. Nolan honestly didn't want to break from this embrace. Lou shifted his head, face burying into Nolan's neck. The faintest drop of something landed on the back of Nolan's shirt. He was crying.

Nolan pulled Lou closer to him, hands rubbing his back. Sleep could wait a little longer.

[jawritter]

Jensen Ackles One Shots!!

Secrets

Being the other woman can be hard

Burn

“Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.”

I’ll Take Care Of You

(Requested) All you wanted was a night that your surgeon boyrfriend didn’t have to be a doctor, just a night with the two of you, but when do things ever goes a planned? Jensen ends up having to take care of you….

Gifted Hands

Part 1

Part 2

(Requested)That surgeon Jensen story was so amazing. Bless the anon who requested that & bless you for writing it😂 reading that I had idea, if you could write another Jensen story, maybe it could be the reader having a major surgery and she is scared so Jensen being her surgeon prepping her from like a month? He stays with her while anaesthesia and then takes care of her? Oh oh, you can maybe add some funny, embarrassing moments, like catheter? That sounded weird but it would make an interesting story😂

Prank Gone Wrong

Jared thinks it will be funny to screw with Jensen during a sex scene…

Jokes On You

Request: Can you write reader x J2 (platonic), like reader is teen actress, she is close with Jared but Jensen hates her coz she is very childish prob but reader loves him like a brother. One day some accident is about to happen and reader throws her before Jensen and saves him. She gets injured and then Jensen learns her mistake and they make up and go out for a movie and dinner and stuff? Like reader gets a little drunk at dinner and Jensen takes care of her the whole time even if Jared offered? TY!

Red

What happens when Jensen mistakes you for a prostitute…

Cramps…

Hi you sweet thing! You write really amazing! Congrats on 200 followers. I wanted to make a Jensen request. Tumblr ask is too small so this ask will be in 2 parta😂 This is kinda based on my experiences. Can you make a Jensen x reader where one day reader doesn’t go on set because her periods have come. Jensen being her friend gets worried and goes to her house. When he goes he finds out that she has been vomiting. Her stomachache, body pain is too much for her to even move. So Jensen Takes her to her room. Takes care of her the entire day (tries to cheer up her mood coz too many mood swings, like movies or other stuff, you add yours here). When in the evening the pain increases a lot so he takes her to ER. It’s a normal thing but reader has to take an injection for the pain. Reader panics because she’s afraid, so Jensen stays with her the entire time. He takes her home and makes dinner. And stays the night, cuddling her even if she was on periods. don’t know if I made sense there but really reading your Jensen stories, I was tempted to read more your work! I know it’s a weird request involving periods and all. Not sure if everyone is comfortable talking about that so, Sorry for that��� it’s okay if you say no😅

Doctor?

Requested fic: Jensen was told to go and find one of Dean’s old costumes to donate to a charity, what happens when he finds his old doctors outfit….

Your Better Half

Request: Sick!reader x Jensne ackles

You come down with a bad flu, and it’s up to Jensen to make sure you get better. Even if your difficult about it and afraid of needles.

Dancing in the Rain

Just a little fluffy smut drabble request from wattpad…

The Fall….

Requested: Hey you! I really love your writing! I was wondering if you could do a Jensen fic with some angst and fluff. An established relationship perhaps where the reader is his wife, and she’s home alone and she takes a really bad fall and breaks a body part (you can pick which)

First

Request: Hi! This is my second request, first one you wrote so well so I thought of troubling you again🙈 Can you write one virgin reader and Jensen ? This would be like when Jensen is around 29 or 30 years. Reader and Jensen are dating for like 3 months and on a sleepover things get heated and she tells him that she’s a virgin. Next all your smutty stuff, pain, pleasure, cuddles, talks etc! Next morning, breakfast and all fluffy moments! Thanks

What Daddy Says...

Written for Deanwanddemons 1K follower challenge. Prompt. Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me...

Shush...

Request: Hi, this is my first time but can i request a fic? based on the football match Jensen played, where the reader and jensen are playing a match and well wherever it leads? If you are comfortable with it, no pressure love

Let Me Spoil You..

Request: Hi! Love your work!😍 Can you write one fluffy hurt reader with Jensen? Like they have been dating just few days, reader has accident, has leg fractured, so she can't walk. He stays with her in hospital, then makes her stay at his house , Jensen has to carry her everywhere in the house and even to the bathroom! Goes with her to her every appointment of calcium injections, and all oher fluffy moments which you will add! Thanks!❤️

Matchmaker...

Request: My request was a Jensen x reader one shot. they meet thanks to Rob, they became friends but Jay is shy to ask her out and Rob has to kind of convince him to do it. when he does, reader freak out (bc her bad past)and call Rob for advices and he tell it's time for her to take a chance to be happy. They go on a date and became the super cute couple, and Rob loves to tell their story at conventions to everyone and comments under their posts things like: you are welcome. Thank you

You’re My Little Secret...

Request: I don't know how this request works, but can I get a Jensen one shot with everything in it, smut, angst, fluff, daddy kink? You decide the plot, I am so new xD but Like is it okay with you? It's okay if you can't write! ( A girl can try :p)

Daddy’s Little Girl...

Request: Hey you! Can I request a Jensen x Reader fic where they just had a kid. But for some reason only Jensen is able to calm the kid down. And the reader feels like she’s failing as a mother and as Jensen’s partner and feels left out. With lots of angst and fluff too, please? Thank you so much!

Together

Request: Hey! Can I request a Jensen x reader where reader is pregnant. Plot is like can you write experience in like 3rd or 4th month? Everyday Jensen stays with reader in bathroom when she had morning sickness. Then goes with her for vitamin shots. Reader panics in the doctors room, so doctor lefts so that Jensen will calm her down. He stays with her through full experience, then time gap and direct delivery room experience? Where reader curses Jensen but they have a son and everything's lovey again❤️

Migraines...

Request: May I request something? I suffer of chronic migraine and every time I say it hurts to much to hang out people tell me it's only an headache, Can you write a Jensen x reader where she is in a similar situation? She has a migraine in one of their first date, she didn't say anything but J can see she isn't ejoing herself and when he found out why he bring her home to give her something for the pain and cuddle. And in the future he always stay home and cuddle her when she has migraine? Thank you!

Second Chance 

Part 1     Part 2

Summary: No one has life figured out at 18, but can one mistake made and twenty-one years of hurt and regret be fixed with an “I’m sorry?”

Don’t Make A Sound

Summary: You're forced to share a bed with your boss Jensen Ackles, and catch him having a very wet dream. Whatever will you do?

One Last Road Trip

Summary: J2 get in Baby one last time to make one more road trip home.

My Rescue Story

Summary: People can be cruel and judgemental, but they don’t get to see the side of him you see.

Let’s Get Lost

Summary: Jensen takes you on a date to the local corn maze in lue of Halloween, and the fall season with every intention of getting lost.

Mirror Mirror

Summary: It can be hard to be married to someone you see as virtually the most beautiful person in the world, when you don’t see yourself that way, and all eyes seem to be watching.

Pieces of Me

Summary: It can be so hard to let go, no matter how much you think you’ve prepared yourself. 

The Famous Final Scene

Summary: Now it’s finally time to leave. Yes, it’s finally time to leave. It’s the famous final scene.

Work It Out

Summary: Coming to the gym to watch a hot guy lift weights pays off in the best way.

More Than A Bad Dream

Summary: Jensen has been away filming for what feels like an eternity. Your night time problems have been getting worse and worse. Will he get home in time to pull you from your self destructive funk.

So Pretty...

Smutty Drabble

Bring Him Home, Baby. Bring Him Home...

Summary: Jensen struggles with how to bring his best imaginary friend back to life, and Y/N helps him in the only way she knows how.

His Dirty Little Secret...

Summary:  Rut can be hard, but a lot harder when your trapped at a convention with no means of finding any relief or any privacy.

[2hotwing]

Hello! I'd like to request a free tarot reading, if I may please? I’m asking because I’m in an confusing situation with my love life. My question kinda a two parta, does TA ♎️ view me in an romantic way or just as a friend? For context he’s given me lots of mixed signals I’ve really if he didn’t like me in that way just let to me know so I could move on with my love life if that makes sense.

My other part of the question does M ♑️ like me in an romantic way? For context why I’m wondering this we get on really well however he dated one of my friends and they recently broke up since then there’s kinda a weird atmosphere between him and I as we both don’t know how to now be with each other we don’t want to overstep if that makes sense. Thank you in advance! I hope your well and happy 🤍 - PL♍️

For TA the four of cups came out! This card indicates that they likely see you just as a friend, or if they think you like them romantically they are unhappy/not satisfied with that? Almost like they would rather it be someone else? That sounds very harsh but there’s a strong sense of discontentment on their part whether it’s towards you, a situation, or a mix of things. Regardless I wouldn’t continue any pursuit of them, they seem to be on the defensive right now or in a negative space that wouldn’t be very welcoming to affection!

For M the seven of swords came out? M most likely isn’t being honest with his feelings either towards you, your friend, or himself. It could be that he’s torn between getting over his ex and feeling weird because he wants to pursue something with you. Was the breakup super recent? If it’s still pretty fresh it may be a matter of waiting for him to sort himself out before you see any results or really figure out what’s going on!

I get why this feels confusing though and I hope this reading helps even a little for clarification! Have a good day!

[seleneaedits]

Hi! I just wanted to tell you that your edits are SO PRETTY!! They're just perfect! The colors and style like it's so so amazing!! Could you please tell me how you do them? Especially wallpapers because they're just *chef's kiss* Thank you and hope you have a great day! (๑°꒵°๑)･*♡

THANK YOUUUUU 💞💕❤️ I'm glad you like them :D

And I'm really sorry this took me so long to answer, tumblr deleted the whole thing like 5 times on the same day, and after that I was a kind of busy studying for a test-

Also, I wasn't sure if you wanted to know how I do the phone wallpapers or the deskstop wallpapers, so I did a little tutorial for the phone wallpapers! If you want to know about the deskstop ones let me know and I'll do another one :D

I use the apps PhotoEditor and SuperImpose (mainly), but I'm sure you can do this with any other editing apps/programs! (Also, you can get SuperImpose with any apk from youtube)

To start doing the wallpapers, I do a kind-of collage with the pictures that fit the theme I want, in a blank picture with the size of the screen. I get most of my pictures from Pinterest, but sometimes I also get some from these sites

You don't need a specific number of pictures, pick as much as you want

Then I put two plain color squares, and add a shadow (but with little opacity so it doesn't look too dark), it should look like this

And after that I just put the character(s) sprites over the square, cutting out the parta that are below it (and sometimes some parts that go to the sides, leaving only the hair off the square)

That would be it for the 1st type I do the most! You can add filters, overlays, borders, anything you want

Now, going onto the second one

For this one I change a lot of stuff everytime so this is just the last one I made, you can try adding new stuff or changing anything!

First I open a plain image with the color I want, and add this grid thingy

It should look like this

Then, I open the background for the previous wallpaper, and add the color with the grid, but choosing a triangle or any shape that cuts off a little part of it at the left top, and on top of it I add a plain color triangle (or any shape that could work) with a plain color, it can be a different one or just a different shade of the grid one

After all that, I add the transparent(s), and do the same thing from the previous step, but this time at the bottom

(I accidentally moved it when I took the screenshot, but the pink part is there ahah-)

And for the last part, I add a filter or gradient

I actually don't do much complex stuff for this part, I just put a plain colored square covering the whole picture and lower the opacity. When I want to use a gradient I do the same thing but putting two colors in the square (it's a tool the app I use has, but it probably can be done with any other app)

And that would be it! If I left anything out or you want me to explain something better let me know! Also, as I said at the start, since I did phone wallpapers, I can do another tutorial (kind of) with how I do the deskstop wallpapers :D

I hope this helps!

PD the characters in the wallpapers are Luna Wyndell and Selene Ambrose from Midnight Train, it's a great game

[jayyisntcool]

Intertwined (Antisepticeye X Reader)

Summary: After a short argument Y/N and anti "kiss and make up"

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Nsfw (Marked),

Nsfw warnings: Pet names, oral, choking

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You yawned, the lack of sleep making your head pound. This is the third night in a row you've been up to watch the sun rise. He promised you he'd be back before midnight, which had passed four hours ago. He wouldn't tell you where he was going, telling you simply that it was business. You knew you didn't want to know about half of the stuff he did, he was a demon for christ's sake, but you couldn't help but be worried. Though you knew he couldn't feel the same for you, you loved him. The full green if his skin, his glitching, all of him made you whole.

The room suddenly started buzzing, static making your hair poof up. At least you could tell when he had arrived home. There was blood all over his shirt, several cuts and bruises scattering what you could see of his skin. It's not that it's new, he always looks like this when he comes home from his so called 'business' but it hurt to see him injured. He gave you a slight smile before stripping off his shirt.

"I didn't expect to see you up, doll." He spoke, his accent thick as he grabbed medical supplies from the bathroom. He sat on the foot of the bed, starting to clean his cuts as his body glitched around him.

"I didn't expect you to waltz in at four o clock in the morning." You replied sarcastically, scooting closer to him. He had a tendency to under exaggerate his wounds, especially in front of you. Nothing looked particularly bad at first glance, so that was a plus.

"Doll, you know I have things I have to do-"

"I know. I just worry. I hate you coming in this late." You cut him off, already having had this conversation a million times over.

"It's part of being with somethin' like me, doll face. You know that." He spoke with a nod, finishing cleaning his injuries before setting the medical supplies aside.

"I... I know. It's just-"

"Now I told ya, it's parta' the deal, either shut up and deal with it or leave." He snapped, stripping and changing into a pair of pajama pants. You silently nodded, knowing it was unwise to anger the demon.

"Yes sir." You mumbled, barely being audible.

The demon looked down slowly setting in the bed and scooting towards you.

"I didn't mean to snap at ya. My bad, darlin'". He spoke, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you into his lap.

"I know." You replied simply, tilting your neck slightly when you felt the demon slowly leaving a trail of kisses down your neck.

(⚠️NSFW WARNING⚠️)

"You. Are. My. Everything." He spoke between kisses, before pulling away and forcing you to look at him. "You understand that, right pet?" He questioned, smirking as you nodded yes in response.

"Yes, master." You replied moaning when Anti found your sweet spot and harshly bit it.

"You sound so pretty for me, doll." He murmured before ripping off your shirt. He trailed kisses down your chest before starting to leave hickeys. You let out a small whimper, making Anti cock his head at you. "What, pet? Use your words." He spoke harshly as he bit just above your collarbone.

"I want you, master." You spoke, breath hitching every time the demon nipped at your skin.

"Do ya, now? But I was havin 'fun usin' ya like the good puppet ya' are." He spoke, teasing you before tilting your head up and crashing his lips into yours. His kiss was rough and dominant, his teeth nipping at your lips. When you pulled away he was quick to strip you of the rest of your clothes. He slowly kissed down your thighs before sitting back up. "If you want me so bad, doll, prove it." He spoke, sitting up and watching you with wide eyes.

"Of course, master." You spoke, crawling up to Anti and slowly pushing down his pajama bottoms and boxers. He sighed softly as you kissed the head of his shaft before slowly going down on him. His hand roughly grabbed a fistful of your hair as he pushed you down further, forcing you to hollow your cheeks to take him all. Once you reached a speed the he was content with he loosened his grip, draining his head back and breathing heavily. You moaned slightly, the vibrations making Anti shiver. He harshly yanked your head up and off of him.

"Your hot, ya know that doll?" He spoke, flipping you over and harshly thrusting into you. You clawed at his back, the sudden pressure making you clench in pain. He gave you a moment to adjust before going further. He started slow, burying his head in the crook of your neck and letting out something like a growl.

"Mm~ Anti, so good" You muttered between thrusts, throwing your arms around the demons neck and your legs curling around his back.

"So tight for me, doll" Anti moaned into your ear, his hand making its way up to your throat and squeezing just enough to make your breath hitch.

"Anti, please, master, let me-" You were cut off as he squeezed you throat tighter, his voice low and his body glitching.

"Cum for me, pet." He groaned, holding you close to him. You moaned loudly as you came around him, clinching as he followed suite.

"Thank you, master." You groaned as your grip on the demon loosened. He hummed in response, pulling out and walking to the bathroom to get a towel. He slightly moved you over to clean up the mess and helped you into one of his t-shirts.

"I'll try to get in earlier from now on, doll. I know it worries ya'." He spoke softly before slipping on a pair of boxers and crawling into bed next to you, turning the lights off and pulling the covers up over the two of you.

"You don't have to do that for me. Just being here is enough." You spoke softly, intertwining your legs with his. You lay on his chest, content with hearing his breathing.

"No, but I want'a. Ya mean a lot to me doll. The sex is great, but I care about you." If it wasn't dark you were sure it would be one of the few times you saw him truly smile.

You nodded in agreement. "And that's why I love you, idiot." You said with a giggle and a soft smile. He tightened his grip around you before sighing, the two of you content to fall asleep intertwined.

[tipsycad147]

3 Herbal Recipes to Support Your Lunar Return

By  Alexis J. Cunningfolk

Every month the Moon returns to place in the sign that you were born in - known as a Lunar Return - and it can be an auspicious time to nourish your inner worlds. The Lunar Return is, in fact, just the Moon version of your Solar Return (also known as your birthday) or a Saturn Return, though the energy and meaning of a Lunar Return is different than either of those. I write a lot about the Moon because in astrology and western esoteric practice, it is through working with our inner Moon that we understand our consciousness and cultivate the insights needed to work as healers and bring healing into our relationships (I even created a whole course about it). Lunar-centered herbalism plays a special role in my practice as an herbalist whether it is observing the healing rituals of the different phases of the Moon, creating Moon-inspired baths, learning more about the magick of Moon signs in my herbal preparations or making teas for my Lunar Return.

With all the ways one can practice medicine and magick by the Moon, I find the energy of the Lunar Return to be something special, moving and changing each month, calling us to step into a more spiral understanding of time and our experience of it. Your Lunar Return can be many things, including a time of reflection, of rebalancing or of reconnecting with some part of yourself, and I wanted to share with you three simple herbal remedies that I use for my own Lunar Return practice that'll hopefully support your own.

About the Recipes

I try to write about herbs that are easily accessible within the traditional western herbalism repertoire, but I've also included the herbal action of each herb that I'm focusing on to help you choose alternative herbs based on your needs. You are strongly encouraged to adapt each recipe to make it your own. The recipe portions listed are estimations and can be easily adjusted to your own taste needs and you can add any variety of preferred flavorful herbs to your own mix. While the recipes below are written with tea in mind you can use them as herbal baths, tinctures, flower essence blends, topical herbal oils, and more.

Reflection Moon Tea

Sometimes our Lunar Return is calling us home again through gentle reflection and dreamwork. I love working with my dreams with greater intention around my Lunar Return and the Reflection Moon tea blend helps to do just that. The blend helps to quiet the mind so that we can explore what's going on beneath the surface for us while also stimulating the dreaming part of our psyche. Reflection Moon tea is also helpful when it comes to awakening our inherent psychic gifs.

Medicinally, Reflection Moon can be a useful blend during and in the time around your Lunar Return if you're menstruating (Mugwort is a uterine tonic and all herbs have pain relieving qualities), looking to alleviating general tension especially when accompanied by headaches, and to help with slow and sluggish digestion.

2 parta Skullcap (Scutellaria lateriflora): Nervine, sedative, and relaxant

1 part Mugwort (Artemisia vulgaris): Relaxant and dream tonic

1 part part Rose (Rosa spp.): Heart tonic

Rebalancing Moon Tea

Your Lunar Return can be a beautiful time to slow down and reassess what needs balancing in your life. Whether you're feeling run down and sluggish, want to support the start of a new cycle or firm up some energetic boundaries, the Rebalancing Moon blend is nutritive rich and restorative. If I'm experiencing decision and/or compassion fatigue it this blend or some variation of this blend that I typically reach for.

In addition to being a nutritive rich blend, Rebalancing Moon helps with digestion, helps with issues of circulation, strengthens the blood (i.e. can help to alleviate anemia), protects against seasonal allergies, and is an excellent blend for taking after recovering from a period of illness or stress.

2 parts Milky Oat (Avena sativa): Nervine and neurotonic

1 part Nettles (Urtica dioica): Nutritive, digestive, and whole body trophorestorative

1 part Spearmint (Mentha spicata): Digestive (carminative) and clears brain fog

Reconnecting Moon Tea

Sometimes it can feel like we're searching for something lost or not quite remembered about ourselves. Or we've set aside practices we'd want to be doing, things we want to be learning, and people we want to connect with because of the busyness and stress of our life. Reconnecting Moon can help to calm our nervous system and nudge us back into communion with our desires. It's the blend I reach for if I'm feeling out of sorts with my practice and like I'm doing less and less of what I want to be doing in my life for whatever reasons.

Medicinally, Reconnecting Moon is a lovely tonic for the brain and nervous system, helping to support the lines of communication between what we're feeling-thinking. It's a good tea to share with others to help support clear lines of communication and to soothe frazzled energy.

4 parts Lemon Balm (Melissa officinalis): Nootropic and nervine

1 part Rosemary (Salvia rosmarinus): Nootropic and gentle nervous system stimulant

½ part Lavender (Lavandula officinalis):  Nervine and circulatory stimulant

I hope that these recipes serve as a source of inspiration for your own practice. If you haven’t already, be sure to read my full post on what a Lunar Return is and why you might start observing it. For those of you who read tarot or oracle cards, I’ve written a tarot spread to support your lunar observations.

May you find what you’re looking for as you gaze into the mirror of the ever-changing Moon.

🌙

http://www.wortsandcunning.com/blog?category=astroherbology

[theworstjedi]

A Mandolorian Wannabe and a Jedi Walk into a Cantina

The metal door slid open with a grating rattle that might have set anyone else’s teeth on edge, but the protest of technology on the threshold of disrepair and the rolling stench of alcohol and vomit let Taizi know she was home. The Smuggler’s Stim was a dimly lit kriffhole too seedy for even the dregs of society. This was a place for the scum that floated on top of the dregs to amass in search of drink and job. Sometimes company. Taizi dispassionately watched a lizard man rake his tongue over the temple horn of an overpainted Twi’lek as she and her two companions shouldered their way through the closely packed bodies.

“Are men always that disgusting, Moussa?” she asked the man shrouded in a helmet to match her rough cloth keffiyah own at her shoulder. Unlike hers, which left her mouth free, the beskar betrayed nothing aside from a black t-visor, but the neon murk of the cantina swallowed even that in obscurity. Although he was only average height, he loomed over the woman accompanying him.

“What you call disgusting—” the man pulled his helmet up over his ginger stubbled chin, “—I call a good time.” His unmuffled timbre danced around a mischevious grin.

“What’s not a good time is you blowing the speeder out again,” she snapped. Her crips Kaasian accent became sharper.

“If you think you can drive that pile of trash better--”

“I know I can,” Taizi sneered and swung herself into a seat next to a gold bangle covered figure staring absently into the distance at the bar. Moussa moved quickly to occupy the seat next to Taizi before the lizardy alien and his “date” could squish both of themselves into it.. He pulled the rest of the helmet offback so it fell away around messy, although neatly tied back, shocks of red hair, green skin, and ritual black tattoos. The bar was the most brightly part of the establishment. The light was a florescent white rather than the colorful haze of the mood lights tucked into small alcoves. The bartender slapped two glasses down in front of them. His hard gaze brokered no argument; if you sat here you bought.

“Tihaar and lime-spritz.” Taizi didn’t bother to look at the blob of an alien glaring holes into them.

“I was wondering if any wine had come in yet?” MOussa asked. The etiquette stuck out like a clean thumb in his surroundings.

Taizi snorted. “It’s not real wine.”

“What? If you can pretend to be Mandalorian, I can pretend this place has fine wine.”

She shook her head but didn’t pursue it.

“La yama beestoo,” the bartender gargled.

“Great. I’ll have a glass of red.”

In the light, Taizi could see the water stains on the glass as clearly as she could see Moussa’s wandering eye settling on colorful twi’lek ladies. The world at this bar counter on Nar Shaddaa was as unsubtle as his hair. Sometimes she rescued his one night flirtations from Moussa’s unrelenting overtures, but really, Taizi wasn’t the keeper of woman (and occasional man) kind just because she had a pair of tits. His interest had been become a line in the sand a few months ago when the bounty board had still been their biggest priority. It was quaint now. So much of Taizi’s galaxy had changed in the Cold War, but Nar Shaddaa hadn’t. Of course, Moussa hadn’t. He could be counted on to be consistent, if nothing else.

Taizi pretended not to see the unfortunate alien’s half-hearted answers to her companion. She looked to the figure beside her instead. See no evil. Now that she was sitting by him, she could see he was distinctly male. If the lean muscle of his freckled arms was any benchmark. Perhaps, it was his disinterest in his surroundings that spurred her to stare longer than she knew was necessary, but Taizi found something about him implacably interesting. He was clothed in a thin white tunic and adorned with a heavy gold collar dripping over his chest and neck. She could only see the tip of his pale nose, lips, and chin from behind the palm cradling his cheek and shock of blond hair. Like them, he a weapon secured to his back, which was straight as a board but not rigid. It suggested uncharacteristic discipline that set him apart from the lawless irreverence of the typical bounty hunter or smuggler. A gloved hand was wrapped around a glass he was mindlessly rotating against the bar. A curiosity. A…compelling curiosity. Taizi could feel Moussa’s eyes on her as he noticed his partner’s intent interest in an affair that wasn’t her own. Taizi’s eyes drifted from the line of the golden boy’s back to his hip. The hilt of a lightsaber rested against his belt.

She stopped breathing. The moment she felt her blood chill, the man’s determined stare at a point beyond their perception tilted towards her. It did not face her but rather cocked his head at an angle that suggested it might be staring at her in return. A flash of cold ran through Taizi. It was not unheard of to see a Jedi in Hutt space – unusual but not unheard of. She was more preoccupied with the old scar that still looked raw cut into a deep trench from corner of his lips, like an extended mouth or like someone had bridled him at the mouth and pulled too hard. Her eyes traced up along the flattened disfigured cheek. The jagged eye socket around blue eyes. Blue eyes that should’ve been yellow.

“You’re my father’s apprentice--,” she said compelled by the same force that had made her gaze linger. “Elutherius.”

The Sith apprentice formerly known as Elly W’ks stiffened, going paler under his freckles. “Farkle me.”

“I’m considering it. You don’t look bad for a dead man, Elly.”

---

“What’s the Jedi Code about?” Taizi demanded suddenly in the long stretch of silence. If one could call the hollow wail of Nar Shaddaa streets quiet.

It was followed by the sound of a spanner clattering on the floor and an “Ow!” as Friyr smacked his head on the panel under the edge of Taizi’s speeder. “What?” he asked and extracted himself from the innards of her retooled junk pile more mindfully that time.

His Guide Droid, NM1, began to grumble in Taizi’s direction.

She waved him away and fell into the space he’d been occupying by Friyr’s side. Their knees brushed. “The Jedi Code. Tell me about it.”

Friyr followed the trajectory of NM1’s complaints and accusatory scittering against concrete, then sighed. He looked Taizi in the eyes. His pale blue irises were unnaturally faded and electric all at once, and they possessed no sight to speak of. But the way they caught and held hers felt like they did so intentionally.

“The Code?” he asked. His voice was as incredulous as his grease stained skin and disarrayed hair falling into his face and across his cheeks. “You thinking of joining up?” he teased and flicked her knee.

“Not on your life Elly.”

Friyr chuckled, but she could see that her question had taken him aback. He scrubbed a hand over his face, and her eyes traced the deep-seated burn patterns splashed over his tendons and wrist, all the way down to his forearm. “Whaddaya wanna to know ‘bout the Code? I can’t really summarize what it’s about without a coupla full days, and half the Order would still say I’d gotten it wrong.”

“Uh—” This was a harder question to answer.

“So, d’ya know what the Code says?”

“I—” Taizi thought. “No emotions, no love, only the Force.”

“Emotion, yet peace,” Friyr began to recite. “Ignorance, yet knowledge./ Passion, yet serenity./ Chaos, yet harmony./ Death, yet the Force.” His effeminate voice seemed fuller, like there was something behind it, and by the time he’d finished speaking gooseflesh trailed along her arms with a cold feeling that told her honed instincts beyond all logic that they weren’t alone. Friyr simply waited.

“What—does that mean?”

Friyr pulled a face as she still pursued the grandiose philosophical answer he was avoiding. “It’s a code of discipline for wieldin’ the Force; at its core it’s’about self-mastery over everythin’, so that the Force isn’t misused or whatnot. But it means a lot of different things to a lot of different people.”

“What does it mean to you?” she asked and watched Friyr respond with a dramatic groan. She smiled despite herself.

“So, I take a stance nobody else likes I believe that the Force is beyond our ability to get. I think she does what she wants, doesn’ care much what we do. I b’lieve we’re a parta that, an’ we got dark ‘n light same as she does. Force changes; we change.” Friyr gently thunked his head onto the concrete. “So, I believe that the Code really means nothing outside of Jedi philo-whatever; it’s just like a little thing that people need to repeat and sometimes shove all the way up their ass because they’re a Ver-ry, Serious. Jedi.”

Taizi rubbed at her arm still aching with goosebumps. A sad quirk turned up the corners of her painted lips. “You’re such a Jedi, E-- ... Friyr, was it?.” And he was so different from what he had been. A hard edge of discontent had been worn down into a belief that she could tell he’d poured his heart into.

“Yup.” Friyr popped the p. “What? You think I’d join a kinda-religious order without believing in what they were sayin’?”

Taizi gave him a doubtful look before she remembered that he’d lost what little sight he’d had when he was young. She instead made to tap him reproachfully on the shoulder, but her fingers hesitated over the fabric of his white tunic still streaked with black. She pushed them into his beached straw hair instead and ruffled it. It was a thin excuse for just wanting to feel close to him, and she thought they both knew that. Friyr pointed out often how her Force presence was the equivalent of an enraged Nerf in a china shop.

“Yeah, I guess I would, wouldn’t I?” He smiled and caught Taizi’s wrist.

“What’s this about, Wk’s?”

“So, where does ‘no attachments’ come in?”

They asked both questions at once. Their words ran together in a confused jumble; one question the answer to another. Taizi closed her eyes and groaned. She watched Friyr swallow hard as he processed her clumsy and unwitting admission.

“No attachments—” he said then swallowed again. He pulled her fingers from his hair. “–actually has very little to do with the Code. S’derived from the Code, but s’not a part of it. It’s covered under the passion and serenity part, right? You don’ have passions, so you got no reason to do things t’benefit yerself. You have to serve the Force not use it. Attachments cause you to be like “oh yeah! I do want stuff.” Wantin’ stuff leads to the Dark Side, and ‘Passion will break my chains/ the Force will set me free.’ You see how that fits together in a nice little slippery slope?”

“Kurt never had you declared dead,” Taizi murmured. Any attempt at being subtle was gone. Friyr stiffened. “If you’re still attached to my family...”

The air deflated out of Friyr. “You know—the funny thing about love, ‘n family, ‘n all that stuff is that I never believed in it. I thought once—” he started to say then shook his head.

“I know love’s a lie. It’s another extreme the Sith try to sell you, and it’s a nice luxury,” he said the word with so much disdain, “But my apprenticeship with Ignolis? S’a lie. Iggy gettin’ us hitched? A lie. My freedom? A lie. Priv’lige at best. I, as a Force whatever, have to know better. An’ I owe the Force the truth. Myself too by extension or whatever.”

Taizi had never been much of a speaker – not like he was. “That’s not fair,” was all she could say and still be eloquent. ���We gave you everything, and you left.”

“Them’s the breaks, kid.”

She slipped her fingers into his, and he sat up. His rough hands squeezed them back apologetically. The neon sign for an ad flickered off as a quarrel started a few blocks down. It was just them and the curb.

“Taizi,” Friyr said softly.

“Mnn?”

“Don’ tell anyone. Please. You were always... chasin’ the next adventure or whatever. You weren’t parta this... Sith nonsense.”

The feeling of steeping self-pity turned acrid. Friyr had left her alone without a thought and he didn’t even have the pair on him to respect her after the fact. She pulled her fingers away, leaving the Jedi’s hand empty.

“I have to get going now that the things fixed.”

“Taizi.”

She turned back, hands jammed in her pockets and saw him sprawled on the wet concrete. His wirey frame and gold adornments something like a doll dropped on the ground.

“Fine. But. You owe me one.”

Friyr grinned as bright and cheerful as he ever had been before he died. It was almost forgiveable.

[astynomi]

Hi! I'm currently putting together a powerpoint on Tiberius for my Latin class and I was wondering if you could link me to a source for the quote from Tacitus's Annals 1.80 describing Tiberius? (‘talented and intelligent, but paralysed by lack of confidence’) I've looked at various online editions for the Annals (Perseus Digital Library, MIT Classics) but I haven't been able to find anything that resembles it. Thank you very much for your help!

Hello! Delighted to hear my ramblings are helping with an actual class presentation! :D Yes, of course. That description is actually my own paraphrase of what I think was Tacitus’ characterisation of Tiberius. It draws primarily on two passages from the Annals, one of which is the one you mention.

Annals 1.80, from: Goodyear, F.R.D. (1981), The Annals of Tacitus Books 1-6, edited with a commentary. Volume II: Annals 1.55-81 and Annals 2. Cambridge.

prorogatur Poppaeo Sabino provincia Moesia additis Achaia ac Macedonia. id quoque morum Tiberii fuit, continuare imperia ac plerosque ad finem vitae in idem exercitibus aut iurisdictionibus habere. causae variae traduntur: alii taedio novae curae semel placita pro aeternis servavisse; quidam invidia, ne plures fruerentur; sunt qui existent, ut callidum eius ingenium, ita anxium iudicium. neque enim eminentes virtutes sectabatur, et rursum vitia oderat: ex optimis periculum sibi, a pessimis dedecus publicum metuebat. qua haesitatione postremo eo provectus est ut mandaverit quibusdam provincias quos egredi urbe non erat passurus.

Poppaeus Sabinus had his command in the province of Moesia extended, and Achaea and Macedonia added to it. This was another of Tiberius’ practices, to maintain commands and keep many people in the same armies or jurisdiction until the end of their lives. Various causes are reported for this: some thought that he found it tiresome to redo tasks and therefore, once he had approved something, kept it that way permanently; some say that it was out of envy, to avoid numerous people enjoying [the honour]; there are those who think that, for all the brilliance of his mind, he was anxious about making decisions. [Lit. ‘As his mind was brilliant, so his judgement was anxious’.] For he did not pursue outstanding degrees of excellence, while on the other hand he hated vice: from the best men he feared danger to himself, from the worst, public disgrace. This hesitation led him to go so far as to assign provinces to men whom he had no intention of allowing to leave the city.

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Annals 3.56, from Fisher, C.D. (1966), Cornelii Taciti Annalium ab Excessu Divi Augusti Libri. Oxford (Scriptorum Classicorum Bibliotheca Oxoniensis.)

This passage is about the succession of Augustus to Tiberius, and Tiberius’ attempt to establish Drusus as his successor (so he would have been the third emperor if he had not died young). I think it’s an important and overlooked passage: people usually focus on Tacitus’ more negative presentation of the succession in Annals 1.3. (It’s worth noting that even in Book 1, Tacitus is not negative towards Tiberius himself in his own voice.) Here Tacitus expresses Augustus’ motivation using indicative verbs, so it’s Tacitus’ own opinion of what happened. It’s the most convincing and balanced account I know; he’s saying that Augustus thought the purpose of the monarchy was to prevent civil strife occurring by multiple nobles fighting for supreme power, and that Augustus thought Tiberius’ character was such that he would not use the position for personal gain. Tacitus grants a lot of space to Tiberius’ argument that Drusus (and, by implication, Tiberius himself at the time) was a suitable heir. Tacitus also points out here that Tiberius treated Germanicus (his adopted heir) and Drusus (his own son) equally, even though elsewhere he reports contemporaries accusing Tiberius of favouring Drusus, and gives the reader a negative impression, as though Tiberius were being unfair to Germanicus, even though in book 1 Tacitus expresses outrage that Tiberius was made to adopt his nephew when he had a son of his own, who would thus be deprived of his position of Tiberius’ direct heir (since Germanicus was slightly older than Drusus).

Tiberius, fama moderationis parta quod ingruentis accusatores represserat, mittit litteras ad senatum quis potestatem tribuniciam Druso petebat. id summi fastigii vocabulum Augustus repperit, ne regis aut dictatoris nomen adsumeret ac tamen appellatione aliqua cetera imperia praemineret. Marcum deinde Agrippam socium eius potestatis, quo defuncto Tiberium Neronem delegit ne successor in incerto foret. sic cohiberi pravas aliorum spes rebatur; simul modestiae Neronis et suae magnitudini fidebat. quo tunc exemplo Tiberius Drusum summae rei admovit, cum incolumi Germanico integrum inter duos iudicium tenuisset. sed principio litterarum veneratus deos ut consilia sua rei publicae prosperarent, modica de moribus adulescentis neque in falsum aucta rettulit. esse illi coniugem et tres liberos eamque aetatem qua ipse quondam a divo Augusto ad capessendum hoc munus vocatus sit. neque nunc propere sed per octo annos capto experimento, compressis seditionibus, compositis bellis, triumphalem et bis consulem noti laboris participem sumi.

Tiberius, having obtained a reputation for moderation because he had put a check on the growing number of accusers, sent a letter to the senate in which he sought the tribunician power for Drusus. This was the phrase that Augustus had come up with for supreme power, to avoid taking the name of king or dictator while having some title that gave him pre-eminence over other forms of command. Then he chose Marcus Agrippa as his colleague in that power, and when Agrippa died, Tiberius (when he was called ‘Nero’), so that there would be no doubt about his successor. He thought that by this move, the twisted hopes of others could be thwarted: he trusted simultaneously in Nero’s modesty and his own greatness. It was by this example that Tiberius moved Drusus to the supreme position, though when Germanicus was alive he had shown no preference between the two of them. But at the start of the letter he prayed to the gods to make his decisions turn out well for the commonwealth, and he added a few moderate words on the young man’s character, without any false exaggeration in his favour. He noted that he had a wife and three children, and was of the same age as he himself had been when called to take up this duty by the divine Augustus. And it was not with undue haste, but with eight years of experience – putting down riots, settling wars – having won a triumph and been consul twice, that he was now being engaged to share in a labour that he already knew well.

Both of those translations are mine so feel free to link to them (and to the original post) if you use them!

[ineedaslurpee]

id REALLY FRIGGIN LIKE if I stopped feelin like my much needed teeth are slipping and shifting and caving in and feelin sorta sticky, thinkin my bites changin, chompers are dissolving. it’s so intense I just can’t stop pushin (i gotta thinkin thats the only way to save it, push em back into the gums) and tryna feel for the changes but everybody else always says they’re fine as can be. course it’s so intense that I’m always thinkin “what do they know? they don’t pay attention to my mouth like I do!” if they could stop doing that and makin me freak out a whole lot till usually after sleepin that’d be great. its real shit tryna decide if ya cant trust yaself and what ya feelin and seeing with ya eyes and body, or if ya dont trust everybody else cause they dunno what theyre talkin bout they dont pay attention to ya mouth likeyoi do, theyve dealt with this happening so much that theyre annoyed and just say yes cause they think its all fake. its so realistic i go into a real panic and spend hours with my hands in my mouth usually tryna hide it from people and always thinkin it's the last time I'll ever have a nice-ish smile. used to take 100sve pics of my teeth and look in the mirror but they always looked awful and rotting therr too and I see em shifting and itd make it a hundred times worse. when it’s all ya can think about with alla ya noggin you can’t distract yaself or do nothin bout it and yikes don’t even gimme started on chewin up my meds so that I’ll pass out, always thinkin they’ll chip cause of it. oy vey. itd be real nice if somebody could tell me for sure if I’m fuckin my teeth up or fuckin up my head yikes. “it’s fine. they aren’t moving. don’t touch em” dunno how many times ya gals been told that but that don’t stop me from being in extreme frantic panic mode startin from one feelin slippy and then the whole mouth feels like it's collapsing all at once gosh it's scary. I remember when my teeth weren’t even a thing I thought about, then it started and I went to the dentist three times in two weeks and ever since I walk with my mouth first. heck even when I ain’t feeling em move I’m running my tongue round em tryna see changes. dunno if its the drugs causing the calcium to level down and loosen or im grindin and dunno or my psychosis has targetted a real awful feeling. I hate it so much id rather just keep thinkin hairs are on my mouth like I sometimes do steada beggin for my teeth to chill the fuck out. ya think id be dead set on em being in my head cause maybe the pics will look fine later or I sleep and my teeth are still there but I'm also thinkin what if im just feelin em slowly get worse and worse intenser than they are. sure know what im hopins the truth but dunno for sure. they say flossing is real important but my brains always sayin thatll be the last of em, or itll trigger the maybe halluinating again and thats the last thing i wanna do when itsa teeth are normal day ha. if this could just stop I would deal with the other head game stuff better, much as I hate sometimes thinkin peoplere breakin in but that's a story for another time. sometimes I wonder if I bring it on myself cause parta my brains probably thinkin it's gonna happen so it does but I don't know for sure. anyway rant over no more thinkin bout it time to watch Scooby dio and forget this happens gonna delete this soon I just got this in my head a lot of the time and it's the biggest nemesis making me bonkers in a panic. been happening too too long, go away please you over stayed your welcome

[50cyg]

Taiyama Week 2017, Day 8: Freebie! Rant about whatever you like.

Anime Romance Tropes, DATri and Taiyama

So, we have all noticed by now that Digimon Adventure Tri is using a lot of popular Anime Tropes in its films. So, I thought it would be really fun to point out the popular Anime Romance Tropes which Taichi and Yamato have partaken in thus far, and in addition, make some predictions as to what Anime Romance Tropes we are likely to see these two partake in during the last two movies.

So far there have been two really major ones that just about every Japanese review of the films noticed, as well as most westerners.

The first is the classic "Ferris Wheel Date" and it's even been lampshaded in Saikai. That's why Mimi looked so excited and started taking pictures of them (Shipper on Deck Trope). Basically, a ferris wheel ride is supposed to give the couple privacy to talk about their feelings. In romantic shows, this may lead to a first kiss situation. 

here is a link to the classic trope: http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/FerrisWheelDateMoment

The second one, which really caused a whole lot of buzz, is the Kabe-don in Ketsui. Kabe-don translates to wall slam (kabe-wall, don- the sound that hitting a wall makes). You’ve likely seen this happening in many Yaoi/shoujo mangas for a while, but it only really gained major popularity around 2014. It's considered a possessive gesture. During a Kabe-don, the bad-ass hero/ more dominant figure will slam his hand (or both hands) against the wall to block the heroine/ submissive figure and prevent her/him from moving away, effectively cornering her/him in place. Then he will lean in closer and the proximity between the two of them creates a sense of intimacy. It can be done flirtatiously, but more often it is done out of intense feelings or anger/frustration/jealousy on the hero's part and he will usually confront the heroine/submissive figure about the relationship between them in some form. There are two common outcomes to a kabe-don: either there can be a tender exchange in which the two will become an official couple/kiss/ anything on that line or the heroine/ submissive figure will slap the hero's arm and run away. 

examples:

http://www.heartofmanga.com/kabe-don-common-shoujo-manga-tropes/

https://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/%E5%A3%81%E3%83%89%E3%83%B3

http://kotaku.com/manga-trope-appears-in-noodle-commercial-confuses-some-1600201827

and the wikipedia anime glossary defines it as such:

Kabe-don (壁ドン?)

In Japanese, kabe is wall, and don is the sound of slapping against a wall. Literally, kabe-don describes the act of fiercely slapping a wall. One meaning is slapping a wall as a protest which occurs in collective housing like a condominium when the next room makes noise.[24] Another meaning is when a man forces a woman against a wall with one hand or a man leans against a wall and makes a slapping sound, leaving the woman nowhere to go. This has become popular nowadays as a "clever move of confession"

In other words, Yamato and Taichi played that trope so straight, it was just about the straightest thing in Digimon so far. You will even notice that the camera play in that scene makes Yamato appear much taller compared to Taichi than he actually is. Usually, Yamato is only a couple of cm taller than Taichi, but during that scene, even though Yamato was leaning down, Taichi was looking up at him and the angling during that scene made him look like he was at least one head taller than Taichi. The camera work on the close up shots of their faces is meant to emphasize that Taichi is looking up at him by angling the shot of Taichi’s face upwards and angling Yamato’s shot downwards - probably to maintain the classically ideal height difference between male/female or seme/uke in Japan (the One Head Taller Trope). 

I’d now like to take a moment to point out that this effectively makes Toei look like a Yamachi shipper, since they play Taichi out to be the uke during this scene and this amuses me to no end. However, I will also argue that they play Yamato out almost as if he wants to be the uke in the relationship, since he obviously wants Taichi to take charge of situations and is also very quick to obey orders from him in Tri, like when he immediately goes to check on the Digimon when Taichi asks him to. So, in short, I think Tri could very well be playing their relationship out to be exactly what many of us headcanon it to be, a relationship where neither is truly dominant

So, the Kabe-don and the Ferris-Wheel Date are the two most recognizable Anime Romance Tropes these two play out, (they are the biggest and most recognizable anime romance tropes of recent years) but there have also been others, that are slightly less obvious and played slightly less straight but still present.

The first is Yamato's Tsundere behavior, which the Wikipedia glossary defines as:

Tsundere (ツンデレ?)

A character personality which is usually stern, cold or hostile to the person they like, while occasionally letting slip the warm and loving feelings hidden inside due to being shy, nervous, insecure or simply unable to help acting badly in front of the person they like. It is an portmanteau of the Japanese terms tsuntsun (ツンツン?), meaning to be stern or hostile, and deredere (デレデレ?), meaning to be "lovey dovey".[7]

It's lightly implied that Yamato is a Tsundere in Boku ni Totte with the line “Even if my method is wrong, I’m still concerned about you - I just can’t help it” and in Loss, during his conversation with Agumon when he tells him he acts the way he does because he expects too much of Taichi. In other words, his violent behaviour stems from warm, caring feelings that he simply isn't good with expressing which is very tsundere. Then you also have the fact that he is called out by Mimi for being a Tsundere twice, that’s basically the writers slapping us across the face. Sometimes, actually pretty often, his tsundere-ness even plays straight around Taichi: Yamato gets angry, starts fights, storms out with rage, calls Taichi bastard out of frustration (in Saiaki, during the harmonica scene, Yamato says "Taichi no Yatsu" which can I think be translated to either "Taichi, that guy" or "Taichi, that bastard". Yatsu is a slightly/not slightly rude - sometimes vulgar - way to say guy and can also mean bastard) and looks grumpy when Koushiro shows agumon pictures of Taichi. But then, he smiles at Taichi every time Taichi isn't looking (Honorable mention to the Longing Look Trope we likely got during the airport scene) and sometimes when Taichi is looking and they want to make up, gives him a ride on the Vespa (twice?) and the crown jewel: his mad blush during Confessions when he was clearly upset, but wanted to support Taichi. Of course, Taichi isn't the only one Yamato displays Tsundere behaviour towards, for example, he was stern with reprimanding Meiko, but it was because he was worried for her. He is also like that with Gabumon and Takeru to a degree, like when he tells Gabumon to shut up (which is a slightly violent way to phrase yourself). However, this sort of behavior definitely takes a few levels up when Taichi is involved.

Speaking of Yamato giving Taichi rides on his Vespa, there is also the trope where you give your lover a ride on your bicycle (I don’t think it has an official name), except in this case the bicycle is a Vespa 😝

Finally, we have my personal favourite, the classic “Person A is potentially severely injured due to sudden danger (in this case falling debris) and Person B calls out their name with great amounts of concern” Trope (I do not know if this Trope has a name). I love that scene in Confession, I can't believe I forgot to include it in my favourite moments post.

So those are the Tropes we’ve gotten so far, let me know if I missed any 😊

Now moving on to the Anime Romance Tropes we might see, or that I’d like to see, in future instalments (most of these I don’t think have official names).

“Getting locked in a closed space together” Trope - although the ferris wheel kinda covers this one already I could see us getting it again. For example, if Taichi and Yamato get trapped somewhere due to events (like in a building surrounded by enemies, or a ton of debris falls and blocks their path, etc).

“Characters aren't entirely sure if they are in a relationship or not and it takes some kind of catalyst for them both to acknowledge it” Trope – this may very well be exactly what is playing out in Tri right now

“Person A gets injured saving Person B” Trope - I want to see this one play out so badly and I'm honestly not sure which character I'd rather see get injured and I could see them doing either or. On the one hand if Taichi gets injured we could have an homage to episode 51 where Yamato cradles him in his arms 😃 on the other hand it could be Yamato getting injured that gets Taichi to get 100% proactive again.

“Person A is injured and Person B has to patch them up” Trope – I don’t personally want to see this one play out between Taichi and Yamato (because I’d much rather see it play out between Jyou and Taichi) but if Yamato and Taichi get separated from the rest of the group and one of them gets injured it could happen

Headbutt of Love - I love the idea of seeing these two press their foreheads together as a sign of affection, maybe this could happen after they’ve defeated the enemy and they are just sitting next to each other all relieved and then suddenly they lean in close to each other and press their foreheads together all the while smiling cause they know the battle is over and they succeeded by working together ^^

Hand Holding Trope – we better see this trope again or I will be very sour

The Power of Love Trope – I want to see this play out so badly, I want to see a confession trigger their new evolutions

No Romantic Resolution Trope – this is the trope I think we are most likely to get in the final movie between these two

What Tropes do you guys want to see these two partake in next?

I also want to point out I think these two could fit the Battle Couple Trope, but I’m still debating it http://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BattleCouple

[jawritter]

Cramps...

Request:  Hi you sweet thing! You write really amazing! Congrats on 200 followers. I wanted to make a Jensen request. Tumblr ask is too small so this ask will be in 2 parta😂 This is kinda based on my experiences. Can you make a Jensen x reader where one day reader doesn’t go on set because her periods have come. Jensen being her friend gets worried and goes to her house. When he goes he finds out that she has been vomiting. Her stomachache, body pain is too much for her to even move. So Jensen Takes her to her room. Takes care of her the entire day (tries to cheer up her mood coz too many mood swings, like movies or other stuff, you add yours here). When in the evening the pain increases a lot so he takes her to ER. It’s a normal thing but reader has to take an injection for the pain. Reader panics because she’s afraid, so Jensen stays with her the entire time. He takes her home and makes dinner. And stays the night, cuddling her even if she was on periods. don’t know if I made sense there but really reading your Jensen stories, I was tempted to read more your work! I know it’s a weird request involving periods and all. Not sure if everyone is comfortable talking about that so, Sorry for that🥺 it’s okay if you say no😅

Word Count: 2666

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader, Jensen x Misha.

Warnings: Period related talk, sick reader, language, fluff, Jensen being an adorable sweetheart, that’s about all.

A/N: As always all mistakes are mine! Feedback is golden! Please do not copy my work!! I hope you guys enjoy this one! I’m not a fan of the title, but my mind was just blank and that’s the best I could come up with after staring at the computer for 30 minutes lol. So go easy on me…

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Your POV:

Ever had one of those days that when you went to bed the night before, you just knew tomorrow was just gonna be a bitch? Well, last night when you finally get in from set you just new. Shooting in between pouring rain and in freezing temperatures with Jensen and Jared, you didn't get home until somewhere around three in the morning. Your back was killing you, you were slightly nauseous, and you couldn’t sleep. You knew what was coming, and you knew it was going to be a bad one, so you prayed for mercy from mother nature to whomever was listening, and popped a few tylenol before trying to get some sleep. You had an early call in the morning, and you knew the makeup girls would kill you if you walked into the studio looking like an extra on the walking dead…

You don’t know what time you fell asleep that night, but some time in the middle of the night, you woke up with an excruciating pain in your stomach and lower back. Getting up with a groan you stumble to the bathroom to see that your Aunt Flow had decided it was time for your monthly visit. 

“Great! Just freaking beautiful!” you yell at no one, silently hating the fact that you didn’t have a roommate to help you while you were living in Vancouver filming. 

You get into the shower, and turn the water on just as hot as you could handle it, letting it beat down on your aching lower back, relaxing your muscles a little bit while you could. Then when the water started to get cold you cleaned yourself up, and got out to change your ruined bed sheets before you got ready to go to set.

You had just thrown them in the washer when the nausea hit you like a wave and you barely made it to the bathroom before emptying your contents of your stomach. Great, it was going to be one of those. The pain that had ebbed away from the shower was starting to come back with a vengeance, and you knew that you wouldn’t be able to make it in to set today.

Picking up your phone you texted Richard the news, still sitting down on the bathroom floor by the toilet. It was going to be a long five to seven days, and it was just getting started..

Jensen’s POV:

It was still cold out as Jensen made his way from the makeup trailer to set, but at least the rain had stopped and the sun was out. That did seem to help some, but the wind was still a bitter cold, too cold for a Texan’s liking, no matter how long he’d been in Vancouver filming he never got used to the cold. 

Rounding the corner to the main part of the bunker set where they were going to be filming today, he noticed immediately things hand changed up, and no one had bothered to tell him. Misha and Alex stood in full costume, looking over their scripts, and Jared was talking to a cameraguy in full Sam gear. This wasn’t right, It was supposed to be just Y/N and his coverage today? Why had they changed everything up? 

Walking up to Misha and Alex he didn’t even both really with a greeting. He was to annoyed that things had changed yet again, and more than a little concerned as to why Y/N wasn’t here on set. Normally she was here about thirty minutes early to run her lines before they filmed their coverage with him?

“Why are you guys here? It’s supposed to be just Y/N and my coverage today?” he asked, coming face to face with Misha. Misha just shrugged. 

“Y/N text and said she was sick and couldn’t come in to work today, so they decided just to film everything that she’s not in and then do her coverage Monday.”

“Sick? What do you mean she’s sick? Did she say what’s wrong with her? Is she okay?”

Misha looked at Jensen like he’d grown a second head. The sudden concern making him furrow his brows as he looked at Jensen, who was obviously flustered over the fact that Y/N was sick. 

“I don’t know, she didn’t text me, I just know what I was told. She was well enough to text so I’m sure she’s just fine. Why Jens? What’s the issue? You’re off the hook for the whole day I think. Go home and go back to bed. You guys were really late filming last night and Y/N is probably just tired. Take a page from her book and go home. Take a break for once.”

Jensne took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of his nose between his index finger and thumb, trying to pinch away the impending tension headache. 

He had been harboring feelings for Y/N for months. Well, ever since the first time he’d laid eyes on her really. He knew her better than she’d probably known herself.

He knew how she took her coffee in the mornings. The way she chewed on her lower lip when she was stressed, or couldn’t remember her lines. The way she shifted her weight on her feet when she had almost had enough of his and Jared’s shit when they were messing with her. 

He knew that she always took a shower before work because in the mornings when they were getting ready to go to set that’s when her shampoo smelled the strongest to him, and he loved every minute of it.

He knew what she prefered for lunch everyday at the food tent before she even got there, and most of the time he had her plate already made and ready for her. 

He knew when she was trying to hide the fact that something was bothering her by the tone in her voice. He knew EVERYTHING about her, and he knew that she didn’t just call in sick to work. Hell, the girl came to work with the damn flu. Sickness didn’t usually stop her.

He couldn’t help but feeling a pit in his stomach that screamed there was something horribly wrong, and he had to go and check on her, and he didn’t care how sick she was, he wouldn’t rest until she felt better. No matter what was wrong, he’d be there. 

Your’s POV:

This was one of the worst periods you had ever had in your life, the pain was almost unbearable. The cramps felt like they were going to rip you apart from the inside out, you couldn’t stop vomiting, and the slightest movement on your part as far as getting off the bathroom floor did nothing but cause more cramping, and more nausea. So you dozed on and off between spurts of pain with your head leaned against the tub, silently wishing you could at least get a pillow. 

You thought you heard someone knocking on your door, but you figured it was just some idiot trying to sell something, so you just ignore it in your sleepy daze. That is until you smelled the distinct smell that was Jensen’s cologne. You'd have known it anywhere, even if you were clinically dead. 

Opening your eyes you saw Jensen sink down to the bathroom floor next to you, slipping the hair away from your face that had fallen out of the half assed attempt at a messy bun you’d done getting out of the shower. 

“Goodness Sweetheart, you look like you feel terrible,” he said, his deep rumble soft, and his eyes concerned. You should have known he’d be worried when you called into work, but you didn’t think he’d actually show up at your apartment just  to check on you. If you were being honest it made your heart swell just a little that he cared that much.

“Yea, be glad you were born a man, Jay,” you tell him, trying to set up but a wave of nausea crashed into you from the movement, and you leaned over the toilet drying heaving, your arm trying to grip your stomach against the assaultingcramps, feeling more than a little embarrassed that Jensen had to witness this. 

“Let me take you to the hospital Y/N,” he said, his warm hand rubbing up and down your back in soothing circles. You shook your head as you leaned back more slowly this time. 

“No Jay, it’s not use, this is totally normal for me. There’s really nothing they can do for me. It will pass.” 

Jensen narrowed his eyes at you. His adorable eye crinkles showing. If you weren't so sick you probably would have smiled at the concern he showed on his face. 

“They can give you something for pain and nausea...” 

Throwing up your hand to stop him before he got himself to work up.

“That means shots Jay, and you know how I feel about needles.”

Standing to his feet he walked out of the room for a moment, and you thought that maybe you’d pissed him off and he was leaving, but he returned before you had time to worry too much, minus his jacket. Bending down he scooped you up carefully into his strong arms and held you tight to his chest as he carried you through your apartment. 

Laying you down on the bed that had been turned down, he carefully pulled the covers over you tucking you in. 

“Well, you’re stuck with me then until you feel like yourself again,” Jensen said, moving over to the other side of the bed, and crawling in on top of the cover next to you, grabbing the remote to your TV on the way.

“Friends marathon?” he asked you, as he pulled you into his side, letting you lay your head on his shoulder and snuggle against him. “I heard you and one of the PA’s talking about it yesterday,” he said with a shy smile when you looked up at him a little amused. 

“Jensen, you don’t want to watch friends we don’t have too,” you told him, poking him in the ribs playfully and enjoying the way he deep chuck vibrated through his whole body.

“Hey, I like Friends. Joey’s my boy ” he said as he settled next to you, turning Friends on before laying his large hand over your lower stomach. The warmth from his hand soothing the assaulting cramps a little and you melted into him. 

“This okay?” he asked you, watching closely for any sign that he was making you uncomfortable.

“No, this is perfect. You're amazing, Jay. You’re gonna make an amazing husband some day,” you tell him, your eyelids getting heavier be the second, finally relaxing just enough to doze off as you felt his lips graze your hair. 

The two of you lay there most of the day watching Friends and cuddling. You couldn’t believe what a sweetheart Jensen was being to you, most men seemed to be grossed out by periods, but Jensen didn’t seem bothered at all. 

The only problem was that the cramps and nausea were getting worse. You’d thrown up two more times, and the pain in your stomach was enough to make you want to cry.

The worse your symptoms got, the more worried Jensen got. Finally pleading with you until you’d agreed to let him bring you to the ER. That’s where you found yourself now, laying curled on an uncomfortable ER bed, with Jensen holding your hand and running his fingers through your hair. 

“I’m sure they can give you something to make you feel better, Sweetheart,” he said. You could tell he was anxious about the amount of pain you were in, even though you’d told him repeatedly that this was normal for you. 

A few minutes later the doctor came in and confirmed what you’d said. It was completely normal, possibly a little overly hormonal induced period system for some women. Pain and nausea were just part of it, but he did say that he wanted to give you a shot to help with the pain and nausea. At which point you started to cry like a little six year old as soon as the doctor walked out of the room to get the charge nurse to give you the shot, and he did your release paperwork.

Jensen squeezed his large frame in the bed next to yours, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest, letting your cry into his shirt. He lay there shushing you, running his hands through your hair again and repeatedly kissing your forehead, which thanks to your hormones made you even more emotional and more weepy. 

“It’s gonna be okay, Sweetheart. Just a little shot, you probably won’t even really feel it, then we can go home and you won’t be in pain anymore. We can cuddle, I’ll make dinner for the two of us, and we can finish our Friends marathon. Or whatever you want to watch. It’s almost over.”

“I hate needles, Jay,” you mumble against him getting more and more upset be the second.

“Hey, hey, pretty girl, I’m right here holding you, it’s gonna be okay. Just hold on to me as tight as you can.” You can hear the nurse behind you, getting everything ready. You hid your face more into his shirt and his arms wrapped around you tighter.

“Okay sweetheart, just a little stick and you can go home,” the nurse said, cleaning the spot with an alcohol pad over that she was going to put the shot. You were shaking, and you felt Jensen lift your head up to look at him, his green eyes that had really no color name searched yours. 

It worked. He officially distracted you with just a look. Jensen was always able to do that. 

“Okay Hun, your finished! You can go as soon as you sign these papers,” she said, and you looked at her completely shocked that she had already done it.

“See, as long as you’re with me, nothing can hurt you,” Jensen said, kissing the top of your head for what seemed like the thousandth time, making your heart flutter in your chest. 

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Less than an hour later you seemed to actually be feeling better and were even walking around on your own. The doctor had given you something for pain and nausea to do you through the rest of your cycle, that much you were thankful for.

“Okay baby girl, you go get in the bed, and get yourself comfortable, I’m going to start on fixing us something to eat,” Jensen said, refusing to let you into the kitchen.

“Jensen, you don’t have to do all that, we can just order takeout.” 

Jensen laughed at you. “Baby, I’m not going to make you eat takeout, you've been sick all day and you need a home-cooked meal. You settle your little self in that room let me take care of you.”

You kissed him on the check and you could have sworn you saw him blush. 

You did as you were told, getting into bed and waiting for Jensen to come in with his meal, reading through some of your emails and things while you waited. When he entered the room he had a tray of food piled high with all your favorites. You sat there with your mouth hanging open. 

“Jay! OMG!! Please tell me some of that’s yours,” you tell him, looking at the feast he’d brought you.

“Hell yeah some of it’s mine,” he said with a wink as you started to dig in, and he made himself comfortable doing the same.

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Waking up the next morning you felt Jensen’s arm wrapped protectively around you. Rolling over so as to not wake him up you looked at his perfect sleeping figure. He’d stayed all night with you, holding you, making sure you were comfortable, not letting you do anything for yourself and waiting on your hand and foot, treating you like a queen. 

Running your hand through his soft hair lightly Jensen hummed in his sleep at you. You took in his beautiful features. His strong jaw, perfect dusting of freckles over his nose and cheeks. The man was gorgeous.

All your life you’d searched and hoped for someone like him to stumble into it, and you never realized what was right there in front of you. Watching Jensen sleep next to you this morning though, after all he’d done for you yesterday, you decided maybe there was such a thing as happy endings after all, and maybe, just maybe, yours was laying right here next to you.

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