#no I don't end up answering some of these as expected whoops

[autumnslance]

🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone

Aeryn was about done with this whole event.

The festivities were still in full swing, the ceremony itself over but the meal was its own intense affair with all sorts of traditions, and courses, and so many relatives and friends needing to take time to talk to the family of the bride.

She was hitting her limits and needed to find a reason to step away, even for a few minutes.

She finally found her opportunity and slipped out of the packed room, then quickly down the hall; there was a balcony, she could get some fresh air.

Aeryn wasn’t the only one with that idea, she found, ducking behind the wall before she was seen. She peeked again, wondering exactly how Kai and Mirvah had managed to step out of the feast themselves, given they were the guests of honor.

She watched them speak quietly, Mirvah giggling in response to something Kai said. One of his big hands ever-so-gently cupped his bride’s face, thumb brushing softly over her cheek before he leaned down, their eyes closed, lips carefully coming together as they leaned into one another.

Aeryn’s face burned and she turned away, hurrying down the hall to find somewhere else to hide from the press of people and noise. And yet, the sweet image of her brother and his new wife stuck in her mind’s eyes.

Perhaps because she was so used to Kai being boisterous; he was always so loud, as if even his large size couldn’t contain his energy. Yet there on the balcony, she had seen a quiet, tender side she couldn’t recall being drawn out before.

Aeryn smiled. They would do well together, she thought. She could only dream to be so lucky someday.

[m30wk1ttycat]

whoops!

pairing: newt x reader

tw: mild cussing ? oh, and thomas and minho are really close.

summary: you and newt get caught cuddling, even though you're supposed to be enemies.

re-did an old draft. for my enemies to lovers trope fans, 'cause i'm feeling nice today.

you and newt never got along. enemies - that'd be the first word that came to mind when people asked you/newt about what you and newt were. never friends, just enemies. he didn't seem to even want to attempt to be nice to you. there was just something about you that drove him insane - and you weren't sure if it was in the good way, or the bad way. if it was your sarcasm, your voice, how you got along with mostly everyone, you had no clue. he'd probably never tell you, anyways.

though - not that you'd admit to it -, deep down, you were hurt, watching him constantly act the way he did. mean, cold, avoidant, - the complete opposite of the newt that the others saw.

⚝

bonfire night, the day every glader looked forward to. no work on afternoons, the infamous homemade mead - apparently, gally's secret recipe -, the random games you guys made up. it was all fun, way better than being stuck doing chores in the glade all day. so, naturally, when the new greenie, thomas, came up from the box - as the gladers called it -, you were excited, and so were the others.

however, you didn't expect to get that drunk. drunk so much, that at some point during the night, you ended up in the grass, with newt's chest pressed against your back, his arms comfortably resting around your waist as you both gazed up at the stars. for what seemed like the first time, you could've sworn you saw him smile at you.

⚝

all warm and cozy, you jolted awake when you heard a certain runner's voice.

"what are you two, dating?" minho teased, thomas giggling as he looked down at the brit's sleeping face nuzzled against your neck.

it seemed like the greenie's soft laughs seemed to awaken him, judging by the little groan he let out against your - now, flushed - skin.

"my head hurts," newt complained, voice raspy from lack of use.

"yeah, shocker, right?" said minho, who's reply was ignored by newt.

"um," he started, "how drunk was i? we, i mean?"

thomas shrugged, sitting down next to you and newt. minho did the same, smirking. "drunk enough," was all that thomas managed to say, not elaborating further.

newt let out a hum, eyes still half lidded when they met minho's. "are you just.. gonna watch us?"

"are you still drunk?"

a beat. ".. no?"

the two other boys exchange a knowing glance, not lost on the fact that he was still holding you. quite tightly. and you weren't protesting, too exhausted to do so.

after a few moments of silence, you spoke up; "we missed breakfast, didn't we?"

"yeah," replied thomas, who was toying with his sleeve.

"but we decided to be good friends, and bring you two shanks some food," minho cut in, gesturing to the weaved basket that he brought with him, sitting in the grass.

"not hungry," newt grumbled.

"more food for me, then," you said, voice hoarse from the sore throat accompanying the throbbing pain you felt at the back of your head.

newt's hands slid off of you - albeit hesitantly -, allowing you to sit up. once you did do that, you grabbed a strawberry, popping it into your mouth.

"what happened last night, again?" the blond behind you asked, still laying in the grass, only that now he was propping himself up on his elbows.

"a lot," answered minho. "but what the shuck were you two doing, just walking off? together??"

"shut up," you mumbled, annoyed.

"no, really - are you two, like, friends now, or what?" thomas questioned, grabbing a berry for himself and minho while you weren't looking.

"like," he continued, "i know chuck told me that he hates you-"

"i do not!!" newt protested. "i don't hate y/n."

this was not only shocking to hear for you, but for thomas and minho too, apparently.

minho almost choked on the fruit in his mouth, leaving him coughing. "dude, since when?"

"since forever?"

"how come you're always such an asshole to y/n, then?" thomas asked bluntly. "apparently," he added.

"i'm not!" he tried to defend himself, only for you to glare at him in protest. "you are, though."

"fuck," he muttered under his breath. "i get anxious around you, a'ight?"

if it weren't for thomas' giggling and minho's little wheezes cutting you off just as you were about to speak, you'd ask him 'what do you mean?' or something of the sort, expecting something along the lines of 'shut up' from newt.

"i'm sorry," minho laughed, "what?"

"you get anxious? around y/n?" thomas repeated after calming down.

"m'not explaining myself to you," you heard him mumble. leaning forwards, he extended his hand to grab a berry, trying to change the topic to..

"where'd you get these, anyways? frypan's kitchen?" he asked, feigning curiosity.

berries? seriously?

"newt," minho warned. "if you're trying to avoid the topic, it's not working."

thomas nodded, agreeing with minho. "and don't think we'll tell you where we got the berries."

"fuck," newt grunted, swallowing dryly. "i don't know what you want me to say - that i've liked y/n all along? is that what you wanted to hear?"

he went silent, unsure how to continue. hell, he wasn't even sure if he should continue.

"well, i like you too, newt," you told him, voice barely above a whisper as you spoke. at this point, the other two boys felt like the biggest wigmen ever, watching you both confess to eachother.

"right, um," thomas cleared his throat, slowly getting up. "we have to go, chuck wanted to hang out with us.."

minho, too, rose to his feet. "yeah, don't wanna keep the little shank waiting, do we, thomas?"

"yeah, uh, certainly don't want that," he nodded. "have fun, you two," the other winked. thomas grabbed his arm, giggling as the two walked off, leaving you alone with newt.

you turned to the blond boy, only to find him already looking at you. "m'sorry," you could fainty hear him murmur, sounding almost guilty.

"what for?"

"for acting the way i did," he answered, ignoring you when you told him that it's fine. "i like you, i really do, and i know this isn't in any way an excuse for how i acted, but i'm bad at expressing my feelings, especially around you."

"newt."

"yeah?"

"did you not hear a word i said? it's fine," you muttered in response.

".. and, i love you too."

"i love you more," he argued.

"do you, now?" you challenged, a smile playing at your lips.

"mhm," he whispered, leaning in slightly. cupping his cheek, you pressed your lips against his, smiling through the kiss. one specific thing that you noticed was that he tasted like berries.

"you taste like berries," he chuckled, forehead against yours.

and apparently, so did you.

[frogchiro]

Am I straight horny from reading eremite thirst? Yes. Do I want to dress up in Babel's clothing infront of them? Yes. Yes I do. I mean Babel got some hip windows and I know damn well her clothes are MADE to he ripped off

AS YOU SHOULD BE NONNY

rfhgueguegu I just looked up Babel and good golly please step on me lady

and you're right her clothes are as hot as she is, i'm going genuinely feral for the hip windows, as would the men of your group <3

fem!reader, slight nsfw, the usual drill; hot, big and horny Eremite men having the ultimate hots for you <3

Since you're staying with them permanently now, you decided on incorporating their style and culture into your life and what better to begin with than clothes! You bought them from a traveling merchant during a short stay at the Caravan Ribat before continuing further into the desert.

You had to set up camp for the night and since there has been a successful hunt with minimal damage your boys decided that a small celebration is in place; you could swear that they'd find any excuse to celebrate and make you dance for them so that they could use it as a way to grope you and eventually drag you back into the tent an have their way with you.

SO, you decided that this little gathering is a perfect way to make use of your new dress! It's a bit skimpy but it feels as if it's weightless, the dark gauzy fabric perfectly accentuating your curves and hugging all the right places.

Just as you got the last piece in place, a booming voice just outside your tent made you slightly jump as one of the men announced that they've set up the fire and roast and they're waiting for you which earned you a few loud and excited whoops of delight from the others.

You smiled slightly and made your way to remove the flap of the tent and reveal yourself getting kinda anxious what would they say about your new outfit, would they like it? What if you ended up looking ridiculous and-

Your train of thoughts was immediately brought to a halt when you noticed all the men staring at you, their eye bandanas temporarily removed and looking-or rather leering-right at you.

You noticed the look right away; dark, hungry, lustful, that of predator just about to pounce on a unsuspecting prey. You got bashful as you slowly stepped into the area where they were sitting in silence still, just looking.

Before you could say something to get the out of this trance you let out a yelp as suddenly a pair of strong arms belonging to Geo Enchanter wrapped around your middle and dragged you straight into his lap while the men sitting next to him flocked closer and started to run their hands all over you.

"And just where did ya get this thing Little Lady, hmm~? Think you can just walk dressed like that and expect a man to behave?"

The dark skinned man growled into your ear before nipping it lightly and letting his big scarred hands wander all over your body and slip under the sheer chest piece to tease your quickly stiffening nipples.

"I-ah! I-bought it. From that cloth merchant back at the Caravan Ribat. Y-You were so silent when I walked out, I thought you didn't like it-!"

Your ramble was quickly cut short by a slight swat to your bottom and the booming laughs of the surrounding men; just when did they all get so close?

"Well, ya can be pretty sure we like it, don't we boys?", Sunfrost's quip was answered by delighted calls.

"Then let's show this pretty Lady how much we love it~"

That sentence basically sealed your fate and they took you right then and there, on the laid out on the furs under the shining stars and night sky. When they were finaly finished with you, you were back inside the shared tent, all of the men tired out and panting with fatigue.

Right there in the middle of the sweaty bodies laid your naked form, the beautiful dress torn to shreds earlier in the night by the hungry hands of the Eremites; a shame really, the dress really was pretty but hey! At least you can be sure that your boys liked it too, right~?

[infohazardouz]

HI!!

hello everybody! it has been a... significant amount of time since i last posted- whoops ':0]

i've gotten a ton of asks and even a few very sweet dms asking where i am and what the status of the comic is, and for that i am very appreciative!

i'll answer some FAQs real quick here:

Q: where have you been? A: college.. doing horrible terrible college things that were very overwhelming and ever so soul-crushing (they really don't play about art school.) luckily i'm on my winter break now and i have a solid amount of me-time again. i have not created anything non-school related in months!

Q: what happened to the comic? A: temporarily unofficial hiatus i guess? i always did intend to continue it whenever i had spare time over the semester, and i even drafted scripts for parts... but i ended up having zero spare time at all :0(

Q: when is the next part? A: i can't say for sure, but sometime this month- hopefully before the new year! i have everything done except for the actual drawings. right now we are looking at about 55 panels to this new special part featuring a crossover guest you all are very familiar with ;0P i am trying to prevent burnout by focusing art on stuff that i am 100% super passionate about, and while i do want to finish this comic i have to say my hyperfixation on welcome home has certainly subdued after all this time.

Q: will you be posting more? A: yes, if all goes well! again, i'm trying to prevent burnout, so we'll see about how much i put out, but i'm excited to get back into drawing for myself again before the next semester starts. i gotta say though- i predict that my posts for the next short while will be focused around half life VR AI, because hlvrai 2 drops tomorrow! i'm really excited for that, so expect tons of fanart. there will be intermittent welcome home demon au stuff sprinkled in here and there for you patient folks too, don't worry!

glad to be back, guys!

[elwinsglasses]

shannon's editor essay please if i beg will you give it to me

Haha so sorry about that y'all I'm pretty sure I answered an ask or smth about that essay all the way back in March, and now it's uh *checks notes* August. Whoops. I dug back through my drafts and it turns out that the essay was pretty undeveloped lol, and part of the reason that I procrastinated so long was because I was too lazy to hunt down sources for some of the stuff. Also, at this point a lot of the stuff I was going to write about is (at least in my perspective) pretty common knowledge, so I didn't feel it was super important. Anyways though I'll probably never get around to getting it well organized so I'll just bullet point the general ideas. Also just in case this is all my theories/speculations and none of them have been proven.

So basically I had a kind of far-fetched theory about why the character development of Sophie/Fitz/Keefe in the later books but especially Unlocked/Stellarlune was Like That was because of Shannon's editor

Shannon had a baby I believe 2019/2021ish? and as expected her writing schedule was severely impacted bc obviously baby

And the result of that was that (for at least Stellarlune) her editor ended up drafting the general plot, and she would fill in the outlines (this was stated in I believe an instagram live or barnes and noble interview for Stellarlune. There was a post floating around her that summarized that event but for the life of the I can't find it)

Anyways if you're unfamiliar with Shannon's editor, she's a super pro Keefe/Sokeefer, and is the reason why Keefe is on a disproportionate amount of covers. That wouldn't necessarily be a big deal except I feel she's allowed it to color her view of the story, instead of focusing on what makes the most sense narratively speaking

Like my biggest issue as stated in my last post was how the narrative treats Keefe, esp at the beginning of Stellarlune

However, as a whole, I personally found the whole plot and character development of Stellarlune to be a little forced, instead of it feeling like a natural progression

Because Sophie in Legacy, after breaking up with Fitz, was like "hmm I don't think I'm ready to date anyone"

And I was absolutely here for that. However, in Stellarlune, which is set just a few weeks later, she suddenly knows her soulmate is Keefe

And honestly now that I've had time to mull on it, I do think it's not 100% her editor's fault.

Shannon has been writing Kotlc since she was 21, and has been at it for over 10 years. I imagine a lot of how she feels about Kotlc and the characters has changed significantly. Plus she as a person has changed significantly, and is now a mom of two. As such I think she probably also wants to be done with Kotlc, which probably also explains why the Stellarlune felt that way

Either way this is kind of a negative post lol, but I don't exactly blame either of them. I have the feeling Kotlc has worn out its welcome one way or another, and like it or not, the chapter is about to close soon. I still remember fondly how much I loved this book in my early teens, even as I wish it could have ended with more of a bang than a whimper.

[whumpninja]

I don’t know why it took SO LONG to fill this prompt! Thanks to everyone who sent me ideas, I…ended up using none of them and going with this random thing. Whoops.

Prompt used: Whumptober, defiance

Featuring: magic whump, smoking, vaguely 1920s setting I think, anger, defiant whumpee, magic spells/curses/whatnot, immortal whumper

Whumptober Day Thirteen: Deal With The Devil

"You're not happy."

Lawrence kept the remark casual, offhanded. He flicked open the engraved silver lighter he carried in his pocket and lit a cigarette, pretending to be absorbed in the action. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched his young assistant do the washing up. "You can't hide things from me, Jamie. I can tell you're angry."

Across the room, the young man set down the plates with more force than strictly necessary. They rattled dangerously on the edge of the counter. Lawrence took note of the taut lines of his back, the hard set to his jaw, the snap of fire in his dark eyes. Jamie wasn't just angry; he was furious.

"Was there anything else you needed, Mr. Lexington?" Jamie asked through clenched teeth. Mr. Lexington. Not Lawrence. Oh, this was going to be interesting.

"I can't remedy whatever I've done unless you tell me about it, Jamie," Lawrence said, taking a drag of his cigarette. "If you're finished banging things around like a child throwing a tantrum, I'll listen."

Jamie stared at him for a moment, black eyes blazing. He seized the back of a chair and dragged it out from its place with a deliberately ear-piercing screech, then dropped into it with enough force to make it teeter on its back legs before it rocked forward onto solid ground again.

"I certainly hope that's the last display of temper from you tonight." Lawrence put just a hint of a warning in his voice.

Jamie ignored it completely. He stabbed a finger in Lawrence's direction, trembling with fury. "You put a spell on me." He practically spat out the words. "Didn't you?"

Lawrence raised an eyebrow.

"I don't know how I didn't notice before. I can't disobey a direct order from you- not without feeling sick, and it only gets worse until I obey. I also can't go a certain radius away from you. I walked the whole of it today, just to see. I can't go more than a few miles away from wherever you are." Jamie slammed his hand down on the table. "I can't think of any other explanation. Did you or did you not put a curse on me?"

"Yes," Lawrence answered.

He could tell Jamie had been expecting him to deny it, which was exactly why he'd done the opposite. The young man was an open book, easy to predict and even easier to fool. Lawrence worked in double crosses and blind sides and traps set in fine print. It was hardly his fault if poor souls just happened to stumble into them.

Jamie found his voice again. "Why?"

"Oh, I needed some way to keep you in line. You'll find that if you attack me the spell will reflect any damage back onto yourself, so I wouldn't try that either." Lawrence tapped out his cigarette, one eye on Jamie's outraged expression. "See, you bound yourself to my service in exchange for power. Which I gave you. But I needed a way to make sure you didn't someday take it into your head to use that power on me. So, the spell."

"This is not what I agreed to."

"I think you'll find that it is."

"How long does it last?"

"As long as I need it to. Only the person who cast a spell can lift it. Haven't I taught you anything?" Lawrence clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"I don't need to lift it," Jamie snarled. "If I can break it."

"Good luck with that. I'm an immortal sorcerer, boy. The day someone like you pulls a trick on me...well, it'll never happen."

"I won't stop trying."

"I don't doubt it. I chose you because you're spirited. I like the fiery ones." Lawrence stood up, in no particular hurry, and sidled around the table to stand over his young servant. "You fight me as much as you please, Jamie. Scream insults at me. Try to strike me. Use your own magic if you like. It will amuse me to watch you try- and fail- to break my spell."

He took the boy's chin in his hand, tilting his face up to look into the angry dark eyes. "Because you will fail. Magically speaking, I own you. You would do well to remember that."

[ronearoundblindly]

Evil chuckles *rubs palms together*

Sorry I can't help it!

Imagine his coworker, Bailiff Bucket Barnes, notices that Steve seems to (unintentionally) put a little more detail into his courtroom sketches when reader is in them.

Ohhhhh let the teasing commence 😏

- 👜

court sketch artist!Steve Rogers x lawyer!reader drabble

[super short, just trying to get back into the swing of things. No warnings.]

Steve uses his middle finger to smudge the line of your leg just as the judge adjourns the court for jury deliberations.

It's not quite perfect, so he focuses on fixing the exact angle of your bare calf in those delicate heels.

"Punk," his friend rumbles from the doorway, securing the emptied room, "kinda missed your cue to leave..."

Whoops. Steve hadn't even sketched the judge behind the bench yet.

"Right. Sorry, Buck. I'll get out of your hair."

"Don't bother," Bucky says, stopping Steve's hand as it rushes to replace the charcoal in its tin. "Not expected to take long for a verdict."

The bailiff adjusts his uniform tie and takes a seat next to Steve.

"Ohhh," he coos with a craned neck, "I see why you lingered. 'Bout time you asked her out, ya think? You've been pining over her for six months."

"Have not, jerk," Steve practically squeaks.

Bucky puts up his hands in defeat. "You're right. You're right. It was this time last year that she started with the DA's office."

"I'm not...pining," Steve muses, running a nail through some black buildup on his thumb. "She's just photogenic."

"Then take a picture. With your phone. And then put us out of our misery and use that phone to get her number."

"Us?"

"The poor stenographer lost her bet in the fall. She was so sure you'd make a move after the Kinsey case."

Steve shrugs shyly. "Nah, that was such a big win for her. I bet the office took her out right after--had a party maybe."

"So? There are seven nights a week, big guy. Court is closed two of those days, too."

"Buck, I'm not gonna--"

"Bud, I'm gonna die of old age waiting for you to get your ass off this pew. Shit, my hair will be down to here--" Bucky gestures to below his shoulders "--by the time you--"

"Language," Steve warns.

Bucky relents and settles on a judging look.

After a long pause, he shrugs.

"Fine. Maybe I'll ask her out. She's got great legs."

Steve's head whips up so fast that his blond hair falls across wide eyes. "You wouldn't dare," he bites back.

Another shrug is his only answer.

A door at the back of the court creaks open.

"Barnes, call them back in."

"Damn," Bucky cards his fingers through his dark locks and whistles, "my girl's fast."

Heat flares across Steve's disbelieving frown.

Bailiff Barnes stands up with a chuckle.

"See, when you recreate that look at home, the color you're gonna wanna pick is Fuschia."

No sooner has Bucky opened the double doors than you flit past him and down the aisle.

"Barnes," you nod politely before your eyes meet Steve's.

Your head cocks to the side in surprise. "Mister Rogers."

It's a split-second in time, but Steve loses all ability to form words. He had no idea you knew his name. The smile you flash over your shoulder after setting your briefcase down, too, isn't just a polite smile or a confident 'I've won this case' smile. No. That smile is just for him.

Steve gulps, letting that gleaming gesture sear into his brain so he can sketch it later.

He plucks out his charcoal again.

At least he has this chance to draw the judge behind the bench...and put all the others he forgot on the page, too.

[Main Masterlist; Light Masterlist; Ko-Fi]

Oh boy. Yet another mini-series taking up real estate in my mind... Hopefully, none of you guys are taking bets about how long all these things are taking me!! Luckily, this one is pretty straight-forward fluff--which is, of course, how Threadbare started and that ended up ::checks notes:: at 20,000 words... Whoops, indeed...

@supraveng @1950schick @patzammit @whiskeytangofoxtrot555 @yiiiikesmish @ashesofblackroses @bucky-fricking-barnes-reads @fallinallinmendes @deandreamernp

[deanoheartspie]

Sunshine 3

Pairing: Cowboy Sheriff Dean x City Gal Reader

Summary: After your family cut you off, your great-aunt Laura invited you over to her ranch you often visited when you were just a child... You drive through the beautiful town until you accidentally graze a horse that just so happens to be the sheriffs...

Warnings: None

A/N: Let me know what you think and what your theories are!

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Y/N'S POV

Who is this Lisa and who the heck are Ben and Aurora? It wasn't my business so I slowly backed up leaving the green eyed-man with the darker hair woman. After a few minutes she saw them bicker, well it was more of the woman than Dean he kinda just stood there and took it. As if he was used to it.

And let me tell you... He didn't look to happy when he came back over.

“Dean, what happened?” you ask as he drags you off to the diner, the moment we stepped in fresh common rolls filled your nose and you nearly died and went to heaven.

The man ignored your question while he sat on the other side of the booth, waiting for me to decide on what to get.

“Good morning Sheriff, same as usual?” The chirpy young woman asks with a smirk, He nods and as the woman is about to walk away he clears his throat. “You didn't ask her what she wanted.”

The woman looked me up and down as she rolled her eyes, “What do you want?” she asked not caring for an answer. I guess no Southern hospitality.

Did you say or do something wrong?

You had always hated attitude when it was directed at you, it made you feel small and weak. At this point, you knew how to put on your best face.

weakly smiled trying to make your smile reach your eyes, maybe the girl was just having a bad day? You never know. “I'll get eggs and bacon please” keeping your voice steady and quiet, The waitress simply walks off and into the back of the diner.

First Dean with the grumpy look on his face after seeing the 'Lisa' woman and now the waitress who seemed to already hate her. Maybe marriage would've been the best choice... What if your mom and dad were right? You couldn't live on my own.

“Sorry Darlin' I don't know what crawled up her ass today.” Dean apologizes while flipping through the newspaper. A fresh pot of hot coffee was set on the end of the table, so you poured us both a cup and took a nice sip.

Soon enough, the hot food was placed on the table and Dean had quite a lot of food. Three burritos and an extra side of potatoes.

“How the hell are you able to eat all of that?” you asked shocked as he stuffed his mouth with the food, eating like he hadn't eaten for days.

His bright green eyes, flick over to you as he innocently shrugs before grinning, “Well when you work two jobs you're dammed to burn off calories”

The rest of breakfast was quiet, you take out my wallet paying which you learned very quickly that Dean didn't like that not one bit.

“My momma is gonna whoop my ass, if she finds out I let a girl pay on the first date.”

You raise a brow leaning your chin in the palm of your hand, “First date huh” you teased with a shit-eating grin.

“Y'know what I mean” he rolled his eyes a soft smile on his face but he was quick to hide it by picking up the newspaper to hide his face.

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Around 1:25 we arrived back at the ranch, Dean helped me carry my shopping bags upstairs, in all honesty, you expected some complaints but nope he was quiet as a mouse before disappearing off.

You organized all my new clothes into the drawers, putting all your old clothing into bags to donate. You didn't know how long you planning on staying here for, maybe until you got back on your feet and saved up enough money to leave. After all, you weren't made to take care of a ranch.

A few hours later, the sun had started to go down and You hadn't seen anyone since you got home. You walked downstairs seeing the little kitchen light on, your aunt Laura sitting there with a tea and book in hand. “Your here? I thought you'd be at the bar like everyone else?”

The bar?

You shake your head taking next to her, she offers you a book and you nod. We both quietly read for a few, until she decides to call it a night leaving you alone in the kitchen.

*Boom*

Heavy feet walk across the floor as a laugh escapes the Green-eyed man's mouth. He's drunk when he makes his way towards you. “Yo- you look good in the boots” Dean muttered with a grin, wrapping his arms around you tight.

Drunk Dean is apparently very touchy but not in an inappropriate way.

“Thank you?” you laugh as you walk over to the counters, he was dragging himself every time you moved. Filling the glass with water you hand it to the drunken man. “Drink.” He whines burying his head into your shoulder.

“Fine” He pouts as he downs the water before stuffing his face with some oreos. “Carry me?” you snort and start to laugh. “I can't carry you Deano”

It was different from seeing the usual gruff man be all sweet and clingy. In all honesty it was kinda cute.

The man gasps and places a hand on his chest, staring at you like you had said the most offensive thing ever. “Are you... Are you calling me fat!” he squints his eyes at you slapping his hand away after you attempt to help him up. “Get those filthy hands away” he stands up putting his hand on the wall helping him balance, groaning as he trips over the loud creaky stairs.

“Let me help.” you sigh and help him up as he smiles, finally guiding him into his room. Helping him take off his boots tossing them to the siand de, getting him tucked in. “Goodnight Dean”

“Goodnight sunshine”

Chapter 4

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[ryuichirou]

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More replies! Related to our posts from yesterday + a couple of JadeSil ones from a while ago.

Anonymous asked:

I guess Sebek will be annoyed on waking up in the morning with Silver only to realized animals are around.

lol yeah, imagine falling asleep with Silver and waking up to that one scene from Bambi where all the animals greet the new prince. Things Sebek has to get used to….

hipsterteller asked:

Welp at least they didn’t find a skeleton

You mean… under the birdies?! Spooky..!

Anonymous asked:

Poor Jamil can't catch a break even at clubs.. (he secretly loves it, don't tell anyone lol he's shy)

- basketball poly asker

(this is related to a reply from yesterday)

Yeeeah, it’s probably better for Jamil when he gets pestered by these boys: this way he gets to have some action but also don’t proactively seek it out lol But of course the thought itself would never occur to Jamil! It’s all his subconscious mind.

Anonymous asked:

Hehe...imagine Azul seeing Jamil and Ace together. Another jealously alert. Even better, Jamil, Ace, and Floyd together.

Azul would get jealous with anyone who gets close to Jamil probably lol So with Ace it would be the same scenario as it is with Ruggie: he’s confused about Jamil’s choice and tries to win him over.

And with Floyd, well, Azul would just have to shut up and be patient and hope that Floyd gets bored of Jamil… because if he tells Floyd to stop, Floyd is just going to cling to Jamil even more :(

Anonymous asked:

Hi! I’m that JadeSil shipper from that one ask, is it okay if you can give some hcs on how would Silver’s first time would go if it was with Jade?

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Anonymous asked:

I have Jade/Sil brainrot after seeing some other people talk about it…(and totally not because I am dirty minded)

What if one day Silver was eating Mushroom Risotto but it had a “special” mushroom (courtesy of Jade)  which had an aphrodisiac-like effect. Silver eventually asks Jade for help on why he feels so weird…and you can imagine how the rest goes

Sorry it took me so long to reply, Anon! Or are you two different Anons..? In any case, I’m sorry for taking so much time and for not giving a satisfying answer: since these two aren’t a ship we’re very invested in, even though we like it in theory, I won’t come up with any headcanons, but I’ll share my thoughts…. Because when I started to think about their first time, the setup I came up with was pretty much the same as what was mentioned in this second ask lol

Since the main theme/motif of their relationship that I always think about is mushrooms, I think the whole thing will start with Jade’s fascination with Silver’s appetite for mushrooms and his appreciation of them. And for a very long time, he would simply feed him without adding anything suspicious to it, but then he’ll notice just how good Silver is at describing the differences between different kinds of mushrooms Jade uses for the risotto. So of course he’s going to be tempted to feed him a “special mushroom”…

Poor Silver would be so conflicted. He never expected to get poisoned, and Jade seems deeply concerned as well… but is he really?  And would Jade really make such a mistake?

So yeah, long story short, Silver’s instinct would probably be to try to get back to his room and hide there until he gets better, but the poison is too strong, and with all his actions and words being just a big blur, he’ll end up having sex with Jade.

Jade is going to be surprised y Silver though, because while he knows that a lot of what’s going on is due to aphrodisiac (that was the whole idea), some of the things just seemed way too “natural”: Silver’s body is clearly used to having intense and lengthy sex, his movements are very intentional and he even has some noticeable preferences. Silver wouldn’t say a word during their first time (he just couldn’t articulate – he was too aroused), but his body language spoke volumes. Jade would probably be quite intrigued by him…

(whoops I guess I wrote it in a way that it isn't Silver's first time, I just noticed that...sorry!!)

[unknownarmageddon]

"can you dance?" killer asks, his upper body twisting back and forth as he swayed, his dress skirts limply fanning out around his legs, and cross's eyeslights flicked up, his brow raised.

"dance?"

killer tugged at his belt straps, setting down his knife holster, and working at the one around his chest, "humor me, big guy; ever danced before?"

they were setting up camp, huddled just within the broken windows of a gas station that was no doubt engulfed in flames at one point or another.

"...no? i don't remember. i guess not," cross eventually settled with an answer and shrugged in the end, ducking his head to resume lighting the fire.

killer's sleeping bag hit the floor, unzipped already to give them more space. they'd been using it as their mattress lately, putting it down first and setting cross's on top, where they'd both eventually squeeze into once it was time.

cross was hoping killer would put on his other clothes before then. as close as they were, it was incredibly awkward whenever the skirts ended up twisting around both of them or getting trapped under cross. it was just a hassle, not to mention, a little embarrassing.

"hah, wallflower, huh?" killer snorted, kicking his sleeping bag into place, unrolling it with nudges of his boot. it left black soot stains the shape of his boots on the fabric.

the fire sputtered to life finally, and cross fed in some lint and smaller kindling, scoffing as he pushed himself back onto his heels, crossing his arms and raising one brow, "did you really expect a different answer?"

he got a half-cackle, half-snort in response, and killer came over, grinning that dumb smile he had whenever he had an idea that ended in cross doing something fun embarrassing.

"nah, i was, heh, leadin up to somethin'."

killer held a hand out, his grin crooked and eager, his stained fingertips splayed in offering, and cross narrowed his eyes, slotting his hand over killer's. he had a feeling he knew where this was going.

planting a light kiss on cross's knuckles, killer winked, "might i have the pleasure of being your first?"

cross's immediate instinct was to snap at him, a reaction that was curbed by the warm surge of affection that lit up at the same instant, and it resulted in his cheeks flushing darkly and words coming out in a sputter, and he hissed, "don't phrase it like that."

killer snickered, "whaattt, i mean it! i wanna be your first."

"i am not dancing with you, dude."

"booo, you're so boring, crossy! live a little, babe."

cross's soul gave a stupid flutter, and he gave a long suffering groan as he tightened his grip on killer's hand, "only if you quit with the stupid 'first' joke. you're not the first person who's wanted me to dance, or to dance with me."

killer gave a low chuckle, "i'm still the first you've said yes to, though."

cross's mouth ticked into a half-scowl, a pulse of embarrassment warming his face, and his cheeks flushed darker and spitefully, he yanked killer down, knocking him off his feet and pulling him into himself.

killer gave a yelp, though it sounded like a whoop more like, as he toppled into cross. he rolled with it, literally, kicking and pushing at the floor with his feet and pushing cross into rolling across the dirty floor, the two of them grunting as it turned into tussling, rolling about on the filthy floor and roughhousing.

killer's infectious grin grew and he was breaking into laughter, the joyous sound drawing out cross's own chuckles, and eventually, they would up pressed against one of the walls a good ten feet away from where they were originally. cross, as always, got the upper hand, and had killer beneath him.

killer's shoulder still shook with relentless giggles, and cross puffed out a low laugh, bowing over him to press his forehead to killer's, sighing, "alright, you doofus. i'll fuckin' dance with you."

killer's expression brightened, and he squirmed, trying to untangle himself, giddily twisting his legs free of cross's hold and rolling out from under him.

cross's own expression softened at killer's genuine excitement, rising to his feet and crossing his arms as he leaned on the wall, amused, "it's a bit weird to dance without music."

killer waved his hands dismissively, grabbing cross's hand to pull him back to the fire, "i'll beatbox if i have to."

"i think that'd be worse than just no music."

"you wound me."

killer dragged cross near an empty-ish spot, and stood for a moment, floundering visibly as he tried to figure out how to get this started, and he squinted at their joined hands before grinning widely and saying, "try to keep up."

"wha- aAcK--" cross almost immediately tripped on his own feet, stumbling as he fumbled to grab killer, who was doing something that involved a lot of jumping and hopping around??? cross took large strides to keep up, hissing as killer's boot landed on his own foot.

he tightened his hold on killer's hand, and tried to go the other way, and killer just spun out, pulling cross along, the two of them stumbling and spinning around like drunken teenagers around the fire.

they managed to find some kind of rhythm, though, and cross's furrowed brow eventually smoothed out as his eyes drifted up from where he as watching their feet, trying not to step on or be stepped on, to watching killer's jubilant expression, and a knot of tension unwound in his spine as he leaned into killer's janky dancing.

he held on, letting killer swung out, relishing in the whoop killer let out, and pulling him back when he felt him shift directions.

"i thought you knew how to dance," cross couldn't help but blurt, breathless after a few moments, and killer laughed, twirling out of cross's grasp until the only point of contact was between their tightly locked fingers.

cross only let him drift away for a second, pulling him back to himself, and letting go of killer's hand to instead wrap his arms around killer's middle, and pulling him flush to himself, wanting an answer, and killer gave a delight cackle as they crashed together and he gave another wink, his face flushed from exertion and joy, his eyelight bright and grin wide.

"i've never really danced before."

-p :]

they totally kissed btw

YEAHHHHHH!!!! AUGH AUGH LETS FUCKING GO DUDE

[lincolndjarin]

ro's very reasonable 2023 wrap up schedule.

hi lovelies!! (figured out how to do a color gradient, took me weeks, i'm fucking thrilled, expect more of that nonsense in this post lol)

it's mid november and as the year comes to a close i'd like to wrap up a lot of stuff so here's the plan :

NOV 12 : BKS 26 : crucifixion (currently being edited will be out by tonight.)

NOV 12-19 : BKS 27 : the apostate (will be released at some point here, it's gonna be on the shorter side so it shouldn't take too long

NOV 25 : Oh Honey, Chapter Four : painting the roses red (another long chap, gonna need some time to get this one out so at the latest it will be out on the 25th!!)

The First Week of December will be my 1,000 follower celebration, I'm going to be doing a week of Best Kept Secret content leading up to the final BKS chapter !! (this will include the release of my 500 follower celebration whoops)

Best Kept Secret Week :

DEC 1 : BKS 28 : a place for us (the technical final chapter of BKS)

DEC 2 : BKS Q&A (gonna ask for questions at some point here i'll make a post and answer any final questions about bks!!)

DEC 3 : Bound in Beskar - 500 follower celebration (a one off based on the book princess reads in bks)

DEC 4 : BKS what ifs (it's 8 days of stuff they can't all be hits. tbh i needed a day filler and i've got a lot of alternative story lines in bks so fuck it, i'll talk about those here)

DEC 5 : Best Kept Secret Art!! (i commissioned three artists to illustrate some of my favorite scenes bc i'm a sap so i will be posting all of that on this day and i'm so excited for y'all to see it!! they're wonderful artists and they've done wonderful work so far <3)

DEC 6 : Secrets Best Kept - 1,000 follower celebration (a one off where Din Djarin is the new reluctant ruler of Mandalore, a tutor is hired to help him during his early days as a ruler to learn proper etiquette for royalty)

DEC 7 : A love letter to Best Kept Secret. (pretty much just gonna be one last corny post to thank everyone for reading)

DEC 8 : BKS 29 : the best kept secret (epilogue) (corny ass name ik, anyhow, this will be it!! this will be the last main update of best kept secret!!)

DEC 16 : Oh Honey, Chapter Five : a very merry unbirthday (this will be the last chapter of oh honey!! i've always intended for this to be a short form story so it will be wrapped up at the latest by the 16th!!)

DEC 24 : Best Kept Christmas (gonna sneak one last good bye to bks in at the end of the month with a christmas special lol)

and then i will be taking the last week of december to write my next fics! rest!

so yeah lol, my goal is to wrap up all ongoing fics this year but but but if you made it this far (i love you *mwah*) here's some of the fics coming in 2024!! i won't be starting anything new this year but next year i've got big plans >:)

Then & Now (probs gonna change that title) - this will be my main fic for a bit, i've been itching to start this for so so long, f!reader x joel. definitely gonna be more on the angsty side

i'm participating in pmamc 2024 so there will be an Oberyn one off in January!!

Andromeda - this is gonna be my next din x reader !! i don't have much other than the base idea but im gonna keep that a surprise haha

And plenty of other stuff i'll figure out lol

[backgroundbaker]

Haunted: Fic 1 for @remadoramicrofics

This one ended up being more Teddy than Remadora, whoops. Next one should have more Remus and Tonks in it. Also, sorry for any mistakes, my proof-reading skills are shocking.

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The off-handed comments people would make about his likeness to his parents had worn him down over the years. He remembers being five years old and excitedly changing his nose, proud to show off his work, only to be bombarded by tales of all the noses his mum did. He remembers being 7 and trying tea for the first time, deciding he liked it strong with just half a spoon of sugar, which he quickly learnt is how his dad liked it. Rather than being the nice sentiment he was sure the comments were intended to be, he found it all very annoying. It had gotten even worse when he started school, but by then he had learnt the best response was to force a smile and make some appropriate reply.

"Your mum was a Hufflepuff too!" That's cool, I hope I enjoy it.

"Your dad was a prefect as well!" That's great, I hope I do a good job.

"Oh, neither of them were a head student" There's always got to be a first in the family.

"They'd be so proud." Thanks.

It was inescapable. Their ghost-like presence in his life lingered on, regardles of whether he wanted it to or not. If they had been real ghosts, he could have gotten to know them, could have determined for himself the kind of people they were. He would have been able to judge whether the weight of expectation he carries is a fair burden to bear. He'd have been able to ask them if they really were proud of him. Instead, he is haunted by the shadows of two people known to him only through fragments of other people's memories.

Sometimes, he is the vessel by which they haunt other people too. He can feel the sad stares everytime he changes the colour of his hair or the shape of his face. He can sense the sorrowful looks when he pulls an expression that, he is told, is just like his dad's. The Weasleys are the worst for it, he knows they don't mean to be, but it's like they can't help themselves.

The one thing he'd like to know about his parents is the one thing no-one ever tells him. What were they like together? He wants to be able to picture what life would have been like for him had they been there. He wants to imagine the sort of couple they were. He hears so little on that front he wonders if they ever really were together or if he had just materialised from the ether.

.....

"Ah, young love," his gran teases him once, after he has said goodbye to Vic. She had come round for lunch that day and had stayed till dinner.

"I wouldn't call it that, Gran."

"No, I know that look," she says with a fond smile. (He was unaware he was doing a look.) "It's the same way your dad used to look at your mum."

His gran's words take him aback. Despite being the one closest to his parents in their final year, she very rarely talks about them. Sensing he may have an opportunity, he asks a question he's been dying to have answered.

"Did he love her, then?"

She looks momentarily surprised before replying. "Yes, of course he did. For all your father's faults, I could never deny he loved your mum. Very much so. And she loved him too."

The only response he can think to give her is a nod.

His gran talks to him a bit more about his parents' relationship after that. He sums it up in his head as a deeply loving mess. He no longer tries to imagine what his life would have been like had they been in it, unsure what would have won out of the deep love or the mess. He does, though, make the conscious effort when he starts dating Vic to not allow his parents' relationship to haunt his.

[yakuzacanons]

How about some headcanons of the boys with a hostess s/o?

(your writing literally makes me sooo happyYy ASDFGGJKLAJDHSHAAAAAA❤️❤️❤️❤️)

Hi sorry this took so long, very busy last couple of days but I DO see all the asks and am getting to them in the order I received them. This prompt has been in the back of my mind for a bit and I'm super excited to finally get it out, all the deets below the cut as usual.

Kazuma Kiryu

He's had his fair share of visiting and helping with hostess clubs so he doesn't judge you for it. In fact, he sympathizes a lot with your struggles. Always wishes you a good day at work.

Kiryu understands that sometimes after hour dates happen as part of your work and he is seldom jealous. If a date runs long, he'll stay up late waiting anxiously for you. Not the type to bombard you with messages because he knows you're working.

He loves all your hostess outfits, it makes him blush so hard. If you ever ask him to help pick one out, he just goes bright red and says "Ah... you look so good in both, I can't decide". Sometimes he drives you to work or picks you up after a shift.

Majima Goro

Like Kiryu, he has some experience helping out hostesses so he's very supportive of you. He's a much louder supporter though, letting out a very loud "Knock 'em dead today, hot stuff!" as you walk out the door.

Jokingly gets jealous, pouting childishly if you have an after hours date and saying "Huuuh? Why cantcha just tell 'em your cute lil' ass is already taken?". In reality, he's just proud that at the end of the day you come home to him. He feels so lucky to have you while everyone else has to pay just to look at you.

If he gets time, he might swing by while you're working, much to your embarrassment and to the amusement of the other hostesses. He won't take up your time from customers, instead he briefly drops off gifts or food before giving you a kiss. Once he leaves, the other hostesses tease you a little but really they're just jealous how much he dotes on you.

Akiyama Shun

Literally owns a hostess club so your job doesn't phase him. In fact, he probably met you via work related business. Having said that, Akiyama never actually expected to date a hostess and the idea actually makes him blush a little.

He thinks you look cute in literally anything so don't bother asking him to help you pick an outfit. Whenever you ask if something looks good, he answers with a yes so quickly that it's almost scary. When you point it out to him, he says something like "I AM being honest, you do just look good in all of them."

The most sympathetic of all of the boys given the fact he literally owns a hostess club. Due to his connections, he can totally pull strings like giving you a day off when you're super tired or getting you a discount on certain jewelry. You also really inspire him to put more effort into running his hostess club.

Saejima Taiga

He's been to hostess clubs but he's more likely to meet you when you're off duty, somewhere like a grocery store where you bump into him. Saejima is totally a meet-cute kind of guy. He will be stunned by how beautiful you are.

Honestly neutral on the whole hostess thing. Any career you choose is fine by him as long as it's what you actually want to do. The most important thing is that you're happy and healthy.

He'll joke about whooping the asses of dudes who try to get handsy but he'd never actually go so far as to physically intervene with your job. Very good at restraining any jealousy and channels that energy into making sure you're okay by giving you shoulder massages after a long day or making you coffee before work. Saejima's a nurturer at heart.

Tanimura Masayoshi

He'd be surprised that you're a hostess. Tanimura isn't the most perceptive so he honestly never really bothered guessing what job you had. He just figured you'd tell him whenever you wanted to.

Tanimura is a protective little lad and his experience with work makes him very watchful over you. Worries most about your personal safety at work and says things like "If a guy ever tries to pull some shit, just call me and I'll be there right away!"

Hypes up your outfits because he loves the way you smile when he compliments you. Texts you on his breaks to ask how your day is going. He reminds you to take enough time to eat and rest, which is ironic given that he always forgets to eat and rest.

Ryuji Goda

Supports you fully, both emotionally and financially. He will ensure that you are the best dressed at your job. Ryuji will go out of his way to keep up to date on newest trends, so if there's a new clothing or makeup line coming out that's popular, you can bet that you'll wake up one day to find it gift wrapped on your nightstand.

At some point he will offer to support you financially, as he worries that you are working too hard and he wants you to know that he can support you both regardless of your career choice. As long as it's a job you want to do, he's satisfied. It's his way of showing that he's got your back.

Some of his men might whisper behind your back that they don't understand why a man like Ryuji is with someone like you but Ryuji will stomp out those rumors immediately. He'd never judge you for your job and on his watch no one will judge you for it either.

Nishikiyama Akira

He honestly thinks it's kind of cool that he's dating a hostess. Nishiki gets a secret kick out of noticing how many people want to spend time with you only for them to find out he's the lucky man who actually gets to be by your side.

Nishiki is the kind of guy to anonymously leave gifts for you at your hostess job, and they are always very flashy: a gorgeous bouquet or a custom necklace, things that will makes the other hostesses swoon and will make you blush.

Deep down, Nishiki actually gets jealous easily but he does try to hide it. He'll ask "So, how did your after hours date go?" with a hint of sarcasm but he can be easily soothed with a hug or a kiss. Nishiki doesn't actually mean any harm, he's just scared of being discarded.

Daigo Dojima

Out of all of the boys, Daigo has the least experience with anything hostess related. He's actually a little traditional in the sense that he's inexperienced but he's by no means conservative. At the worst, he'll just be confused as to what your job actually entails. However, Daigo is a logical man and an explanation is all it'll take for him to get it.

Daigo is the type of man to be very gentle with his partner, likely in direct contrast with the harshness of his work. He might not be able to call or text during the day, but he'll watch out for you in other ways like sending a private car to pick you up after a shift, or laying out a special new outfit for you before you wake up.

He really trusts your instincts and would never question the safety or legitimacy of your job. However, if you ever do feel unsafe, call him and you'll have the full force of the Tojo Clan at your back.

Mine Yoshitaka

Plays it cool when you finds out you're a hostess but is honestly the worst with jealousy. Mine is king of jealousy city. He doesn't necessarily understand why you work as a hostess when he can totally just take care of you both but he won't go so far as to outright tell you what to do.

Will go out of his way to not actively express jealousy as he doesn't want to be a bother and he totally knows it's a him issue. Honestly, teasing him about it actually helps. Knowing you see right through him and that you aren't bothered by these types of things makes him feel more at ease and the both of you can laugh about it later.

He is going to take you shopping and you cannot argue. Otherwise he'll just bring home one of everything and tell you to try them all on. He does it to support your work but also because he loves seeing you all dolled up. Mine is also totally down to teach you more about certain types of alcohol if you're unfamiliar with the subject.

[inastarlesssky]

Hey, so this might be a bit random, but I rewatched the first Fantastic Beasts movie recently and I completely forgot how much I loved it at the time. Then I discovered your blog and I was so happy to see that people still talked about the movies and newtina especially. I just think they had so much potential that wasn't really used in the movies and I that kind of inspired me to write a fic about them (I am a sucker for the 'character who breaks the law for the greater good'x'character who is the law' dynamic, you know, with tina investigating what newt was doing in ny). But I feel I am not as deep in the fandom as you are and I am kind of looking for inspiration atm so I have some questions which would help me to get a few starting points and if you could answer some of them I'd be very grateful <3 (if you don't want to, just ignore this, haha).

What is it you like the most about Newt?

What is it you like the most about Tina?

What do you like about their relationship? What makes it so special?

Who fell first? Who fell harder?

How do you think each of them will grow in their relationship? How will Newt change? How will Tina change?

Any first kiss headcanons?

Why do you think Tina is an auror? Is this the right occupation for her?

Why do you think Newt is a magizoologist? (I think it's pretty obvious that this is what is destined to do, so no follow-up question here)

And in general, would you like the idea of a newtina fic where it's basically the plot of Fantastic Beasts 1, but broken down to "Beasts escape Newts case and Tina investigates him but eventually learns that the rules she works for might not be the fairest and also is in conflict between her work ethic and slowly falling in love with Newt"?

Wow, hi! This is random but I completely love it, and thank you for dropping by! I'm so sorry it took me a while to answer this, but I wanted to think well on it and give a good, thought out answer. So here it is.

First of all, I'm so happy that you love them, too! I got into them because I watched the movies, and I can't stop now...they're just lovely and a nice break from the other dark enemies-to-lovers pairings I like, so it's sweet.

Secondly, I am new to this fandom, too, actually. If you're looking for people who've been in it longer and might know more about (for sure they know more about it than I do XD) I might point you in the direction of anyone I'm following or have reblogged. I get my stuff from them, so. C:

I completely agree! There was so much potential and I would have loved to see that story unfold...well, at least we know they got married in the end. Okay, like I said, I don't know so much about the fandom but I'll help how I can. Putting the answers under the cut because whoops, I wrote an essay hi.

What do I like most about Newt?

I like how gentle he is, and innocent. He didn't want to pick a side when it came to it, because as Dumbly says, Newt always just wants to do what's right. I loved seeing how he cared for his creatures, the attentiveness (and the idea that if that's how he treats his creatures, how's he gonna be with the woman he loves? Aka Tina) (Also I'm convinced that as much as he may have wanted to get the international travel ban lifted because he wanted to travel...despite that, I still think it's to a certain degree because he wanted to see her, to talk to her. If not that, look at his decision after Dumbly asked him to help. He initially refuses because he knows they'll lock him up in Azkaban if he breaks the rule, but as soon as he finds out that Tina is Paris, he drops everything and goes. (I'm no expect, but I'd accept this.)

What do I like most about Tina?

She seems very determined and brave. I love how no-nonsense she is! Like she literally just drags Newt halfway across New York because she's taking him into custody. I'm sorry, I don't know her or Newt so much because I still have yet to read the fic recs people have given me...that's my research haha.

What do you like about their relationship?

I love how she is the brave, maybe a little headstrong, confident who knows her ideals and will pursue what's right. and yet Newt's the awkward gremlin boy who's a little scared of her at first but then in love and basically ready to drop everything because of her. (This could be a completely wrong interpretation of them, I'm new to this fandom, as I've said before) But that's the idea I got. (Because I hc that yes, Newt actually wanted to get the international traveling ban lifted BECAUSE lol he wants to travel but wait, there's more. He also wanted to give Tina that copy of his book. I mean, sorry, look, the man in one moment flat out refused Dumbledore bc he'd get thrown in Azkaban if he broke his travel ban....but look, when he finds out that Tina is in Paris, you can't stop him.

How do you think each of them will grow in their relationship? How will Newt change? How will Tina change?

I can see Tina as softening towards creatures and to the idea that the world might be more wonderful than she imagines it to be. Like I see Newt as innocent and optimistic, and I feel like he'd be one to show her to smile more. As for him, I just love the idea of Tina helping him figure out practical things. How to go about looking for a lost Niffler without tearing New York apart in a way that makes the headlines; like she'd teach him to stop, think, plan things out. Maybe, that's a very loose guess of mine.

Any first kiss headcanons?

A first kiss? Not yet, haven't thought one yet, but! I believe it might have been @themysteriousphoenix or @keepmeinmind-01 who wrote this headcanon where Newt was talking to Jacob. Newt's in love, and he tells Jacob that he bowed to Tina bc apparently bowing is how a hippogriff (or some other magical creatures I can't remember) shows its respect for someone or something like that. Anyway, Jacob's like "Uhh okay, why is this good?" Newt's just really excited and tells him, "She bowed back." It's ridiculously cute, and I love it.

Okay, the last two questions about why Tina is an auror and Newt a Magizoologist, I left out because I'm not entirely sure haha and I think I'd need a little more thought, but yes, here is my ridiculously over complicated answer that took 5,000,001 years to write.

Also, yes, dear anon, I would love to read a story like that. If you ever get started on it or are writing it, please hit me up with the link! I'm always looking for more Newtina fics to read.

[blackjackkent]

Good news, everyone! There are TWO Spectators in the House of Hope dungeon, not just one.

No sign of Raphael yet but probably only a matter of time.

First order of business is to get Hope out of her chains.

The chains are anchored on giant crystals on each side of the arena, which possibly we could also destroy, but the hammer comes with a unique attack, "Unshackling Strike", which says "Smite the magical bonds keeping a a creature restrained, paralyzed, or stunned, freeing it." So we just need to get into melee with Hope and smack her with it.

I loaded Jaheira up with the hammer since she's the one of us least dependent on weapon attacks; unfortunately she's also the slowest of us so it took two turns during which I had everyone else start clearing the room.

The spectators, as usual, are scary as fuck and have 3 billion attacks; the most concerning bit was that one of them managed to land a paralyzing ray on Jaheira, which puts her out of commission temporarily. Unclear if this was deliberate because she had the hammer or just unlucky.

However! Hector has a freedom of movement potion, and we have Magic Pockets(tm) meaning Minsc could throw it on Jaheira before her turn. TEAMWORK! STRATEGY! I'm SO GOOD at this VIDEO GAME!

(Not really, but I try. XD Throwing the potion apparently doesn't work if you're ALREADY paralyzed, which is fucked up. >:( )

I think their target must not have been random, because they KEPT doing this to Jaheira, forcing us to kill them before we could cut Hope free. A surprisingly scary bit of this ended up being maneuvering everyone so they wouldn't get yeeted into the abyss by the knockback on the imps' eldritch blasts. (I did have to do a reload for this because Karlach got knocked off; I considered a feelsy drabble about it but it didn't really feel like it served any greater character point beyond "oh, whoops, shouldn't have stood there." XD )

The reload went much better; I was able to get Jaheira over to Hope and hit her, at which point absolutely nothing happened. >:( So I guess we were supposed to go for the crystals after all.

At this point I just got annoyed and beat everything up before trying to continue. XD This had the added benefit of letting us short rest and heal up before actually cutting Hope free.

Strike one.

Strike two. And she's out!

"FREE! I never thought I would be, believed I could be, hoped I might be. HEADS WILL ROLL!" she crows, waving her arms around. Then her face falls sharply and along with it, her voice.

"But we must address the hollyphant in the room. I can see how you avoid looking at me. I must be so terribly mutilated after all these decades of torture. Don't hold back. Tell me how bad it is."

Her head bows, her shoulders hunch.

Hector looks at her with some bemusement. "You look perfectly normal," he says, because she does - really more normal than one would expect under the circumstances.

She smiles weakly. "We both know that's not true, but thank you for being so kind."

He blinks. "No, really... you look fine."

The smile strengthens, but turns all the sadder for it. "You truly are the kindest fool I've ever met..." she murmurs. A pause, and then she turns away sharply. "We'll carve our way to the entrance hall and chop Raphael into messes! That's the hopeful version of course. The likely version is that WE ARE THE MESSES AND HE IS THE CHOPPER! ONWARD!"

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Hector and the others watch her leap back to the platform where they came in, and all of them look more than a little troubled.

"What's she talking about, Hec?" Karlach asks in a low voice. "She looks fine."

"I don't know," Hector answers grimly. "I'm more than a little concerned that perhaps she doesn't at all. It wouldn't be the first thing we encountered here disguised under a glamour."

The deep red of her face pales slightly. "Oh. Oh gods..."

"I hope I'm wrong. Gods, I hope I'm wrong."

[xaveria]

I am so fascinated with the throuple thing how did that happen if you feel up to talking about it if not i totally understand. The guys are dating each other too? How do the dynamics work?

haha no worries i used to be really curious about this sort of thing before it happened to me!

so, i have been married to my husband danny for quite some time (coming up on our six year anniversary yay!) and together we are working on a series of scifi novels called neokosmos. i bring this up because of course neokosmos is involved in this story sdfjhsdf

so one day in early 2020 (yeah, during covid lockdowns, what better time) a guy shows up in the neokosmos discord! his name is brian and he is 30, which we are really excited about because a lot of the people in our community are in their early 20s and danny and i were in our late twenties at the time (i'm 30 now) so we were very interested in making a friend our age! he's an awesome writer and he had amazing takes on our characters and story and so naturally i was like okay i can't let this just be a fan relationship i need to befriend this guy outside of the server! next thing you know he is writing for us, because i can never shut up about neokosmos and he is just as obsessed with it as i am.

hilariously, when we first started writing together and getting close we made a pact to "WHATEVER WE DO, DON'T FALL IN LOVE..." which... in retrospect, is exactly what you should say to someone if you want them to fall in love with you. whoops!

the three of us ended up talking every day, playing minecraft together, and chatting on discord all the time. and when we pushed our minecraft beds together... we knew something was there...

danny and i already knew we were both polyamorous so this wasn't really like a shocking revelation that we would develop feelings for someone. then one day we got the fateful BRIAN CONFESSION LETTER, he confessed fully expecting that he would be rejected and we surprised him by being like YEAH WE ARE DOWN and the three of us quickly became a triad!

so yeah, all three of us are mutually dating each other. it started off as like, married couple with a mutual boyfriend sorta deal but obviously each combo of us has our own sort of dynamics and relationship with each other. personally i get so much joy out of seeing my two partners love each other and i know danny and brian feel the same way about our various pairings.

and it all just works! being with brian has made our lives so much better and living together has been a dream. because the relationship between danny and i was already so strong it was very easy to adapt to this new dynamic and the three of us are all extremely happy now.

and if you're wondering, we have a big king sized bed we CAN all sleep in, but brian prefers to sleep in his own room so sleeping arrangements are pretty easy hahaha.

i hope that answers your question! i'm happy to answer anything else about being in a triad. it's not something we were like actively seeking out it just kind of happened! life is crazy.