#not if u ask the lords tho

[ladyhallen]

Will Harry and Fon meet the incest royalty?

Like I've never watched GOT or read the books or watched any of the attached shows, but I know enough to be curious.

Okay, on one hand, with the current GoT timeline, likely not.

However, I am now tempted to write an AU where they do indeed land somewhere without zombies and Fon is in a temper....in the middle of the stinkiest city - Kings Landing.

The fall out would be very terrible and this might veer into the political very quickly.

Both of them would bond over being the only sensible people concerned about cholera.

If they do meet royalty...let's say the king would not survive it intact and the prince would get a lecture on noblesse oblige, on sanitation and taxes.

The moment he mentions a prophecy tho...God help him.

[starrypawu]

some doodles of my vigilante au green :3

ehehehehe also he's like. the only one i have a vigilante design for out of the 5 dshkjifeiks so blue on the last panel was really just a quick design that i came up w rn

[blluespirit]

i think zuko's dry, sarcastic sense of humour is not used enough in fics. ppl always write him as being totally inept at humour (which like. he kind of is... ) but ALSO he's like damn ur gf died and became the moon? rip. yeah sure sokka let's leave appa in the reputable sky bison day care at the notorious prison im sure this will end well. yes aang katara and i will be sure to take a 101 spirituality class while hunting down the killer of katara's mum

[wexhappyxfew]

you, me, and the stars

(a/n): judy x rosie girlies, this is for you!! this is for all the ones who have never been in love, who are trying to protect the last parts of themselves in the face of others, and for the ones deserving of love!! these two represent all those awkward, newly-found emotions and feelings, that surprise even themselves, so please enjoy! :)

Judy had dwindled into down to just this; home was more of a feeling, not entirely a place.

The flak house was beautiful, an escape, somewhere to get one's mind off of the mental torment that was the God-forsaken war they all seemed stuck in.

But, it wasn't Thorpe Abbotts; with its metallic scent of air, voices and grinding machine parts echoing at all hours of the day, the marching, the footsteps, the way the air danced through the tree leaves. The flak house was quiet, save for the occasional flight path overtop. Thorpe Abbotts was loud and enough to make you feel like your brain was being knocked about inside, but it was home in a way the flak house wasn't.

The thing that made Thorpe Abbotts feel like home was especially the people. All the men in the 100th, their leaders both lost and MIA, and the women of Silver Bullets.

It was just like her home, in North Carolina. With Ma and Pa, that large house on the river, big meals to feed all six kids, making sure the lambs, chickens and cows were kept up with, that laundry was hung, crops harvested, plates and bowls washed in the river.

They didn't have much, but they had each other.

And even across the ocean they still did - in more ways than one.

Now, Judy felt them even in the women beside her. Strong and courageous, putting on their brave faces against the waging war of the world. Something her family had done ever since they'd come to America.

"The stars are so bright out here," Bessie said from Judy, their arms interlinked, sat side by side on the steps in front of the flak house, the light dripping out from the main door where cool, night air rushed in,

"I almost wish Tommy could see it." Judy looked towards her with a small smile.

"He does," Judy whispered quietly, reaching a hand forward to gently brush her hand over Bessie's calloused palm, "where ever he is right now. He sees it. Maybe not this instance, but he does." She watched Bessie smile, the corners of her lips turning upward, before she glanced over at Judy, a big grin on her face, her eyes glowing, the softest they'd been in days, the least stressed Judy had seen the navigator.

"You know, when we were kids," Bessie started, "we sat in his parents' apartment, right by one of the windows and watched the stars one night, all night practically, side by side. Not only was it my first kiss, but…he also told me he'd name a star after me. I think he named it 'Bee'….something or other." Judy giggled into Bessie's side and clasped a hand over her mouth with a gleeful smile.

"You two were meant to be," Judy whispered quietly, "everything you say, about him, about you, about the two of you together. God, you'll make the cutest babies, Bessie, I'll tell ya." Now, it was Bessie's turn to laugh and shook her head.

"You know he told me one time that if he had a daughter, he'd name her Charlotte," Bessie said, "he thought the nickname, Charlie, would be cute."

"Taste." Judy said with a laugh, nudging Bessie's side, "Charlotte McKenzie has a ring to it."

"And so does Bessie McKenzie." Bessie said back, sending the two of them into a fit of chuckles under the moving dusk. They fell quiet for a beat and then Bessie sighed and wrapped an arm around Judy's side, giving her a tight squeeze and rubbing her shoulder.

"Well, I'm heading up, going to get some rest and enjoy waking up and drinking coffee without having to hear a bunch of bullshit from Blakely," Bessie said with a chuckle, "you good out here? Staying up a bit?" Judy smiled and wrapped her arms around her sides and nodded.

"Yeah, just a bit more," Judy said, "you go though, I'll be up in a bit. And…Bessie?" Bessie watched her as she stood and sent her a smile.

"Just...give Lieutenant Bradshaw an extra hug for me," Judy said sadly, "her eyes looked like she'd been crying all night. About Captain Brady, so….incase I get in late, just do that for me, please?" Bessie smiled at her and nodded.

"You think she loves him?" Bessie asked Judy. Judy stilled.

"I don't know a whole lot about love, but I know he looks at her like she's the only woman in the room," Judy said softly, "and she gets all blushy around him, all soft and sweet. I like to think the universe doesn't just do things for the hell of it." Ripping them from each other, Judy thought to herself. Bessie grinned and then looked at her sadly.

"Try and get some rest," Bessie said, "don't stay up too late, okay? You need to keep yourself well-rested. Goodnight, honey."

"Night, Bes." Judy called after her, watching Bessie offer her a smile and then disappear inside. Judy smiled softly, looking forward again towards the oncoming darkness and comfort of nightfall, the singing birds and bugs all around and sighed.

Lieutenant Bradshaw's eyes looked sadder more often than not, but she was trying and that's all the credit a person like Annie Bradshaw needed - that she was being seen.

To be seen, was to be loved.

"Hey," Judy looked over her shoulder and was almost surprised to see Rosie Rosenthal there, coming towards her from the doorway, hands in his pant pockets, his A-2 jacket over his shoulders and a soft smile on his face, "mind if I join you?" Judy watched him for a moment - he looked so….different, a nice different. A different that made her think they weren't in war for a second.

"Of course, sir," Judy said, watching as he came forward and settled down on the step beside her where Bessie had been, "come to watch the stars?" Rosie let out a chuckle and then glanced towards her, his face bathed in blues and purples from the night, his eyes like a doe's as he watched her.

"You could say that." he said, then he grinned, nodding at her,

"How've you been?" Judy watched him, unable to contain the grin wanting to grow on her face and then chuckled lightly.

"Good," she said, and then smiled nervously, "sir, uh, good, being away from base, it's been….a breath of fresh air, I'll admit. Just, not having to get those planes going in the morning, get in the ball turret and shoot, over and over. It's nice to just….." she watched as he watched her, "be."

"Good," Rosie said, his voice light, "good, good, I'm glad. Really. You've all been putting out the last few months. I know that - Pappy's been talking Kennedy's ear off and well…."

"Collateral damage." Judy supplied and Rosie nodded with a small chuckle, looking down at his hands in his lap.

"Exactly, exactly," Rosie said and then glanced up at her, "I'm just glad the Silver Bullets crew is getting some deserved rest. All of you."

"Thank you, sir." Judy said, her voice tender, watching him in a moment of seriousness that was different than a few seconds previous.

He watched her for a moment, just taking in the feeling it seemed, the same she was allowing herself to feel in her heart. They both seemed to come to at the same time and smiled, laughs leaving both their lips as Judy shyly looked away and crossed her arms.

"I'm sorry, Judy, are you, uh, cold?" Rosie asked leaning forward a bit, and placing a hand on her shoulder, "October's never been a great month for short sleeves." Judy watched him, looking between his face, his hand and him. Short sleeves, right, she was in that right now. And freezing; he was right. How'd he know? She glanced down at her short sleeves, her right side hidden beneath his hand and then looked to him, his face full of worry and seriousness. And then she let out a shy laugh and blushed quickly and then nodded.

"A bit, but," she shook her head, "I was planning to go upstairs in a bit anyway, so, it's okay."

"Here," Rosie said quickly, shrugging himself out of his A-2 and then leaning to his side to lay it over her shoulders, "just to warm up." And warm up she did in fact do; to the point, she was blushing all over and inhaling the scent from his jacket and him beside her and suddenly very overwhelmed with his presence. Alright, so it was a stupid feeling she had been trying to hide, but it was a feeling she had never felt all too well. And in a war, she wasn't sure what to even feel. But right now, with this jacket and him beside her, she wasn't as eager to head up to bed anymore.

"Thank you," she said softly, grasping the edges and then looking at him, "I appreciate it really." Rosie watched her with that tender gaze of his again before leaning back a bit and looking up.

"You can really see the stars from here," he said, his voice a small bit of astonishment and adornment for the world above them, glowing with the life of the night, shining little orbs so far away they'd never be able to actually grasp them, "they're beautiful."

"Yeah," Judy said, her eyes traveling back up to the night sky above them, "sitting in the darkness, on the ground, staring at the stars? It's almost like home." She could feel Rosie staring now, and glanced his way. Something so harrowing, yet nostalgic in a way. A mixture of feelings lingering between them at her simple statement - thoughts of home, seemingly so far away now, a place that'd be changed in a thousand different ways by the time they did actually got home - if they got home.

"Where is home?" he asked quietly, leaning to his side to bump her shoulder. She laughed quietly.

"North Carolina." she said, glancing at him in the quiet - she could practically hear him breathing. It was so … comforting.

"A tiny town," she admitted, "nothing big, a river, a general market, a wood mill, friends here and there down the road. But it was home." Judy looked over slowly towards Rosie beside her and quirked out a smile as she saw him sitting there, grinning.

"What?" she said grinning, "Where you from?"

"Brooklyn." he said, looking at her. Judy's face hurt from smiling, but it was okay because it was Rosie.

"Brooklyn," Judy said with a soft smile, "never really been in one of those big cities."

"You'd like it," Rosie said, looking out towards the darkness, "you'd fit right in. Bright lights, the people, the music. All of it." He looked at her. Judy smiled and pulled her knees to her chest, and glanced towards him again.

"Music, huh?" she asked him and he looked at her with a smile.

"Yeah, can't sing real well, but my mom, my sisters, they're pretty good. Far better than me," he said with a nod, and then grinned, "still love music though. You can never go wrong with Artie Shaw." Judy smiled, her thoughts consumed with the idea of what a younger version of this Rosie could've been, home with his family, dancing and attempting to sing. Far away from war and fear and grief. She liked the thought of that at some point, they were all like that. Young, youthful and free.

"Did you do a lot of music and dancing before the war then?" Judy asked him quietly, with a hopeful smile, watching as he comprehended her sentence and then let out a small smile. He shook his head and then leaned forward on his bent knees.

"I was a lawyer before the war actually," Rosie said and Judy's eye widened in near amazement, "yeah, was doing that and then the war broke out. Couldn't just sit back and do nothing." His face grew serious at that last statement and then melted as he looked at her.

"What about you? What was the thing Judy Rybinski was doing before this whole thing started?" he asked, leaning forward, with genuine curiosity and she watched him before letting out a laugh and shaking her head.

"I'm afraid nothing as cool as being a lawyer," she admitted and she watched Rosie's face soften as he tilted his head towards her, "but I was 3 years removed from high school, didn't have money for college so….I worked in the local mechanics, fixing cars, boats, anything and everything. Learning what I could. Made some good money, too." Judy watched him and sighed.

"But….I always dreamed of getting to go to college, continue to learn, allow myself to grow," she said, her thoughts swimming back to that time her parents told her they didn't have enough to help get her through schooling and Judy had cried herself to sleep and then gathered herself together and gone to the mechanic to start learning some trade, "maybe get a job teaching. Maybe geography or something of that sort….I don't know. One day, that's the goal." Rosie stayed watching her, his eyes holding her gaze as she looked at him.

"You should go for it," Rosie told her, "when the war is over, I mean. You'd be a great teacher, great with kids, getting to teach, you just…." Rosie cut himself off for a moment and then smiled at her, suddenly looking more shy and unsure of himself than in recent minutes. Judy watched him, her cheeks warming slightly at his encouragement and genuine thought. It made her stomach twist pleasingly. Rosie let out a nervous laugh and then looked at her, crossing his arms and leaning against his upbent knees.

"You're just someone I like being around," Rosie admitted quickly, running a hand behind his neck and then glancing at her, "and I think you'd be someone good at teaching kids. And being a teacher so….I think you should go for it." Judy was watching him, her cheeks all crimson and her heart racing and for a moment, she caught his gaze and she saw things that made her heart race faster.

Rosie Rosenthal was equally someone she liked being around, but the thought of telling him that made her sweaty and panicky and she figured she'd embarrass herself, so instead, she blushed further and smiled.

"Thank you, sir," she said quietly, and then let out a small laugh, "sorry, it's just….I haven't really told many people that, so…it just means a lot - the support I mean." Rosie smiled at her and nodded.

"You deserve good things after this war, Judy," Rosie said and then swallowed, "all of us do." Judy watched him, this urge to reach out and brush her palm against his cheek inviting her closer, a wish to curl up beside him and let the stars stare down at them, the need for human touch, to be looked at and loved.

By Rosie.

"You too, sir," she said quietly, her smile soft, "only the best." This staring, these lingering glances, they seemed to be whatever they couldn't say and just that look in his eyes made her blush further. Judy tried to control her racing heart, and her breath, and then cleared her throat.

"I think I'll be heading up now," Judy said, and pressed her palms against her cheeks and then sighed and looked to him, "Bessie said she'd braid my hair and I don't want to keep her up."

"Of course," Rosie said, standing to his feet and then offering his own hand towards her, which she took rather quickly, and then stood there, staring up at him like a goof, "try and get some rest tonight, alright?"

"You too," she said, and then chuckled, "sorry, Lieutenant Bradshaw said she couldn't sleep last night and it ended up being the two of you down here, with Doc, unable to fall asleep, just talking and stuff. So….yeah, just, you too, sir." Rosie laughed at her words and then schooled his facial expressions again.

"Thanks, Judy."

Staring at him, she couldn't constrain what she felt and stood on her tiptoes, before placing a small kiss to his cheek, and then turned and walked away, as fast as her feet could carry her and up the stairs, towards the room she was sharing with Bessie. Her mind raced, her thoughts knocking at the edges of her brain as she hurried in, shut the door, and let out a sigh, before turning to the two beds, where Bessie was sat up in one, reading a book and staring at her, confused.

"Since when did you get a jacket….like that?" Bessie said, raising a brow, "And that, large?" Judy blushed and then tried to speak and choked on her air a bit before clearing herself up.

"It's just Lieutenant Rosenthal's," she said, stepping forward and settling on the side of her bed to take her shoes off, "he saw me outside, gave it to me because he said I looked cold."

"Judith Rybinski," Bessie, sitting up and then practically launching out of the bed to sit beside her, "you're blushing like a loon! What happened?" Judy looked at Bessie, her heart pounding, her thoughts racing, emotions running high in far too many wacky ways. Bessie watched her excitedly, but then slowly let her face fall and wrapped an arm around her shoulder.

"I think he's just being nice," Judy whispered quietly and then shook her head, "and then I gave him a kiss on the cheek because I wasn't thinking-"

"-a kiss? On the cheek?"

"Yes, yes, a kiss on the cheek, it was stupid, he was just trying to be nice-"

"Giving you his jacket in this cold is never just him being nice, Judy-"

"It's a part of it-"

"But not all of it!" Bessie said and looked at her, and smirked, "He probably wants to you know….get to know you more." Judy stared at her and then let her shoulders fall and shook her head.

"No….I don't think so," Judy said and then crossed her arms and bit back her lip, "and plus, did you know he was a lawyer before the war? Bes, he's probably, I don't know, someone from some sort of money to do that sort of thing, ya know? My family comes from people who've lived on the streets, we showered once a week as kids. What am I thinking?" Judy ran her hands over her face and sighed, before squeezing her eyes shut.

"It's stupid," Judy said quietly, "it's just a stupid crush, it'll go away. He's just being nice, and I latched onto that because a nice guy, is a nice guy. But that's it. And….it's fine. I'll be fine." She grew quiet and watched as Bessie stared at her, eyes full of that lingering worry.

"It's not a stupid crush, alright?" Bessie told her, "You're allowed to feel that and if someone's ever told you otherwise, they're the stupid ones. He clearly is someone who is interested, too, Judy. Don't discredit that about yourself. You're one of the sweetest peaches I've ever met. And someone like that? You deserve that." Judy looked over at Bessie and then offered a small smile.

"Thank you, Bessie," Judy said, leaning to her side to pull Bessie into a hug, "you're too nice to me." Bessie chuckled into the hug and patted her back.

"You deserve it, Judy." Bessie said, "A whole lot of things, but sweetness is one of the many."

[starheirxero]

Do you have ref sheets of Servant!Sun and Centiclipse?

Okay this was literally sent back in august BUTTT the closest I have to refs are these quick colored doodles I made for artfight!!

Though I must confess, I am a man who is very loose in what details are and aren't consistent. You are more than free to play with their designs however you wish but you can use this as a jumping off point of sorts!! :D

[bananasofthorns]

save me not dead yet live save meeeee

[theloveinc]

i think Kirishima would get addicted to Subway, like that boy loves a footlong with a bag of chips.

absolutely gives you the other half of his sandwich always, only eats it if you say no to it.

He is just like me!! I love a good ol' subway AND need a bag of chips or a soup with my sammy or the meal isn't complete.

God forbid he only discovers it on one of your trips home to visit family...... 'cuz he eats there literally once and is suddenly acting like he's never had a good meal before in his life AND crying when you have to leave it behind to go back to Japan. Throughout your whole trip, you catch him ordering it for delivery at absolutely random times because he both wants to get it while he still can, and... just has the appetite to eat home cooked food made by your family AND. a whole fucking submarine.

But if we pretend that Subway is the same in every country... and it's so funny to say because he's NOT stupid, but... I do think he gets caught up in the whole, "it's healthy!!!!!!!!" thing, at least he claims, and "healthier than some other places!!!" when you pester him about eating darn-near a loaf of bread.

I do have to disagree with you, tho :( ... I think he WANTS to give you half of his sandwich, and would, if it came to down it. But after the first couple times ordering and having to split everything in half, he starts needing a whole footlong to himself and just orders two every time he goes so you can have your own. LMFAOOOO. He is so ridiculous, but can we blame him? No.

(He's so... man. about it, too. Brings home his sandwich and delicately unwraps it like it's some sort of baby, and puts it on a plate, and pours his chips out very neatly on the side, and gets himself a lil side dish of raddish pickles. Who tf does he think he is, it's HILARIOUS.

He meets your? dad or brother or even just male co-worker and they literally bond over it asdjkfa;sjdk.)

[saturnniidae]

Now I fw ranboo heavy and the Founder's cut was great, but WHY are they selling a $50 vhs tape??? I guarantee he has viewers that don't know what a vcr is

[yooniesim]

for the longest time i thought you were asian, but like specifically korean or japanese idk why 😭

hahaha anon no worries, I am multiracial/mixed. specifically blasian (japanese tho not korean) so you were kinda right 😂

[conivolos]

hi :)) what kind of music do you listen to?? im a big music person haha

hi rose!!! quite honestly i listen to too many differnt kinds of music and ill listen to just about anything thats thrown at me kfhsdbda

but uh some things ive been listening to lately areeee haley heynderickx (listening to her music rn its so good), loving (specially the 'if i am only my thoughts album'), cshr, mitski, oh hellos, and cosmo sheldrake :D

[lethalwizard]

What are you doing down there?? How is Labour 'to far right' down under? Labour is far left . just shy of the socialists, on equal lefty as the greens.

i just woke up and i misread the ask and i was about to be so mean bc i thought u we’re an australian being a cunt🧍🏻‍♀️

like once upon a time labour was further left but they’re so like “ooooo we couldn’t possibly piss off conservative voters so we’re going to do nothing” these days. i meant “too far right” as in going too far to to the right, not that they’re far right yk that’s my b on wording

[eightyuh]

Handing you a blanket and bringing you your preferred beverage and asking you to stretch and rest your eyes and bringing you a snack and

thank u, kind stranger... 😭

[starheirxero]

Servant Sun could be confortable if lord Eclipse decided to hug him??

Since he said he loved his "god" (im surprise if a Sun is confortable enough to hug a Eclipse)

LOVE THE CENTIPEDE GOD DESIGN

AAAA THIS IS SUCH A FUN ASK ANON ILY !!!!

I wouldn't exactly say comfortable, just... accepting.

Despite his insistence that he is truly and wholly devoted to Lord Eclipse, I think it'd be hard to ever truly get comfortable in the arms of your god when you have a bug phobia and he has shifted his body to mimic a centipede LMAO 😭

Plus, Lord Eclipse is more likely to hug Sun unconsciously, which might actually make it dangerous to move away or point out what he's doing! Lord Eclipse would probably be humiliated.

... but! if Servant Sun did get a real actual genuine hug from Lord Eclipse, it'd probably just lead to a lotta confusion LOL

[thiriumhound]

5, 6, and 7 for the love-your-fandom asks if you want to! I finished connor by systemic dreams recently since you’ve recommended it in your tags before, and…. I am in awe lol

OH MY GOD ANON I WILL SCREAM THANK YOU FOR READING IT IM INSANE IM UNWELL FOR THAT FIC CHANGED MY DBH LIFE-

ahem anyway uhhh ask game :3 tysm for sending an ask!!! and sry it took so long.... ^^;;

5 (something you see in fics a lot and love) - ooughougouh ummm connor whump?? is that too easy??? see i can't think of smth i see a LOT and LOVE.... ooooh actually good smut. there is a lotta good smut out there LOL this fandom is a great kinda horny sometimes. (thank you mermay 😳)

6 (something you see in art a lot and love) - ........ oh lord im so sorry artists everywhere i cannot think of Anything. brain blank as hell. this fandom has some damn good anatomy though, and badass aesthetic. and any art emphasizing their android nature (goes w fic as well)..... hell yeah 👀 once again my issue is at least partially the requirement by the phrasing of the q that it is both smth i see a LOT and smth i LOVE lol

7 (your favorite tropes to read/write/draw) - ok ok ik i already answered this one in the prev one but why shut up when i can keep talking ok. uhhhh as stated above i love when androids are treated as androids, and as such here i love this sorta "interspecies" dynamic it makes. the trope of a normal guy trying to understand this foreign, incomprehensible sort of person... i love when their differences aren't downplayed or erased but rather accepted and adjusted to, even if with difficulty. brings about a unique kind of relationship i can't get enough of (not specifically talking ship).

i hope those answers made any sense here's the post w the qs if anyone wants to send me more!!!! https://thiriumhound.tumblr.com/post/747618958223540224

[junkissed]

hellos it’s 🍜! been a while but i’m back again

recently this jun has been on my mind and i wanna share it with everyone :D

https://m.weibo.cn/status/5024353989427235?jumpfrom=weibocom

sorry it’s a weibo link i use that app mostly just to look at junhui pics that i can’t find elsewhere ahahaha

but this jun is so handsome ahhhh

link (sfw) - pics also below the cut!

NO I KNOW IVE BEEN SEEING THESE THE LAST FEW DAYS AND I WENT ???? i LOVE when cdramas/chinese shows have costumes and makeup like this its so fucking cool AND HE LOOKS SO GOOD WITH WHITE HAIR I SCREAMEDDDDDD reminds me of zb1 ricky but like one zillion times hotter bc i am biased and jun is the hottest and sexiest man in the world because i said so

[sinningtamer]

Always good to see another Harvey appreciator

i don't think you guys understand how bad it is right now