#she ages up to an elder in a day and im so sad because i like her so much and don't want her to die T-T

[matchakuracat]

taking a second to appreciate how cute my current main sim Peach is ♡

[hyeitsju]

Vivi reaction to f!reader surprising her at run, orbit!!

(Vivi x 13th member!FEMALE Reader)

Note(pls read!):

THIS IS FOR FEMALE READERS ONLY!! ONLY FEMALES CAN READ THIS!!! IVE BLOCKED, LIKE, FIVE PEOPLE ALREADY FOR READING OR FOLLOWING MALE READER BLOGS AND IM NOT AFRAID TO DO IT AGAIN!

anyways, this is a bunch of flufff!!💗💗 it’s so sweet and cute! it is implied that reader is shorter than Vivi, if you aren’t then you can just ignore it! :) reader is 13th member but apart of artms. she’s a 99’ liner, I don’t want them to have too big of a big age gap so it’s only 2 years and a few months. this was a request and it’s also to make up for the short section I did for Vivi in that one fic, still sad abt that :( have a good day/afternoon/night everyone!!🌷🌷

She already knew something was up when the morning of the event everyone was acting all giggly and whispering to each other while looking at her

What do you expect, she’s been living with all of them for roughly 6 years and as their elder I feel like she’d begin to be quick and recognize their behavior

Often before they even notice it themselves

So she was not too suprised when you stepped out with chuuves

She was still suprised, don’t get her wrong

She was very happy to see you although I feel like she would have met up with you very often prior to this

About once every week and a half, but texting each other 24/7 still

Staring a lot at you

OMG

It being her turn in the speech but it’s just dead silent because she was too busy staring at you, not noticing that it was her turn

Always having a goofy smile

Losing almost all of the games because of hee being too distracted with you

And of course you use that to your advantage and winning quite a few games

Holding your hand a lot

Whispering into your ears and giggling with each other

Just sooo cute

Afterward you too go eat somewhere

Giggling with each other and holding hands

Which definitely caused a scandal the next day

But neither of you were scared

You didn’t care if the world knew of the two of you’s relationship

As long as you had each other you knew you’d be fine.

I got a sudden motivation boost at late 3am, erased everything I had before and wrote this from scratch in about 20 min..idk why.

This isn’t proof read

I think I did really good on this!! I hope y’all like it! 💘💘

[graylinesspam]

Well well if it isn’t the foreshadowing of the clone rebellion on kamino we’re witnessing (is it? IS IT??? Please be it).

No but really, are you actually planning on writing this kind of ending or you’re sticking to the canon?

Anyway im having a lot of thoughts, most of them are AGAFAGGAZGAVAVAVVAAGHAVSVSSVS I LOVE IT. IT WAS SO CUTE AND THEN GOT SO FREAKING SAD AND THEN GOT CUTE AGAIN AND THEN THE PLOT TWIST????? ALPHA PLANNING A COUP RIGHT UNDER THE LONG NECK’S NOSES HELLO????? BRILLIANT

Also

DID REX OFFICIALLY ADOPT AHSOKA MANDO STYLE ???? Did the rest of the torrent do the same omfg they’re literally family 🥹🥹🥹

Rex trying to keep teenage cadets away from Ashoka is both cute and hilarious. He is such a dad.. ahem… brother material 👀

And I absolutely love the way you characterized Shaak Ti. Everyone always portray her as this wise Jedi that cares about the clones just like Plo Koon. And that’s true to some extent but she is so wrong for sitting in her own bubble and refusing to see the way kaminoans and trainers abuse them. She's a kind soul and means well but she totally lacks critical thinking. (but also yeah I would love to see her finally being able to adopt a few baby clones and raise them as her own sons. Such a touching moment it was, right until the aiwha baits ruined it that is)

And Kamino being compared to the eye of the storm is such a poetry honestly yk it rhymes

In conclusion, wonderful chapter as usual.

Okay. So much happened this chapter. Let me bullet point my response.

I likely won't get around to writing a clone rebellion in SH, though one is definitely planned for ASOI. I just can't see the war ended (without the empire's rise) and there nit being a clone uprising. But yeah ask me about that for ASOI and I might tell you my plans.

Yes, Rex officially adopted Ahsoka previously in SH. Off-screen. He knows her name as his sister and all that. I chose Rex partially because he's more traditional and sentimental than a lot of her other brothers. Kix has also said the vows but the rest of Torrent didn't feel the need to. They heard that Rex adopted her and basically went,"Sister? Ah ok, sister." *vigorous nodding*

I don't like to focus too much on Ahsoka's relationships with boys, but also y'know everyone (within age or developmental range) had a crush on her during the war. Cal, Kannan, Lux, Korkie, some clone cadets. She's just a pretty girl. But yeah no Rex overheard like one remark about her and moved an entire class and had them running laps for hours. He does not play.

He is absolutely her Dad-ish in the beginning. They develop a more on par relationship as she grows up and then eventually he fully relinquishes social rank to her. IE not being her elder anymore. But the whole Brothers raising brothers, line was the most important from that section.

Shaak Ti is traumatized and depressed. That's what this is. The Jedi never should have been in a war. That's it. And trying to run a war when you're completely unqualified hurts everyone. Which isn't to say they have a lot of choice. Realistically if she stood up one day and decided that the Kaminoans needed to surrender all of the clones to the jedi and stop producing them she'd be removed from her station and ignored. There's really nothing she can do. And she knows it. Which is why she lives with her hands over her "ears". Because if she just holds on and does a little good every day maybe she can actually change something one day. (the pessimistic view being it's futile in the face of the rising empire of which she's an active participant in building.) (and the more optimistic AU view being that Ahsoka succeeds in ASOI and the clones go free but they have to unpack their abuse in a plee for citizenship forcing the galaxy to realize what Kamino did and what Shaak participated in. Likely resulting in her retirement.) either way not pleasant for her.

Maybe she does end up with some sons, depending in which older clones decide they want to ally with her. It's all gonna be communal raising of the children.

The whole theme of this arc was really that there is no peace in war. So long as the storm rages you'll always have to step back into it. Only by pushing through to the other side can you escape it. But yeah I put SO much effort into the environmental symbolism. I was planning this for months before I started writing it.

So thank you so much for the ask and for reading the latest chapters. I had a blast writing them. Fingers crossed no one is too mad about my characterization of Shaak, I guess we'll find out.

[kellynaira2002]

Echoes of the past the life of a young girl who transformed to be a feminist writer? The life Kalyani My self Kalyani and I use the pen name of Kelly Naira to publish my stories and I want to share a story that happened in my life that led me to be a feminist writer and as a strong woman.

I was born on 8 July 2002 in a small village called Jayanthi exactly not the place but my home is near that village but we used to live near my fields as a joint family. My parents were very poor being in an excellent reputed joint family. I don't know much about my grandparents or how they made my parent's life uncertain. When my mom had a first girl in the year 2001 who is my elder sister Pavithra they were OK to have a girl but later they didn't want a girl child in because of poverty and they always wanted a boy. God wrote my name in their children list right after my sister's birth My mom was pregnant again it was me this time, She always doubted that this time also it was going to be a girl child so did not want to and did several crazy things to let me go to heaven being in the womb but God is powerful because he made me a strong girl in her womb so I was born successfully but my mom didn't want me because I'm a second girl child and my grandma planned to kill me also but it was my Dad who fought for me at that time when everyone is surprised outside the hospital knowing that I'm a girl which they didn't want to listen. It was the first thing in my life that made me a bit sad knowing that I was an unwanted child for my parents. But as I grew up with them my mom gave all her love to me along with my two siblings and she was never biased on us in showing her love because she loved in the way she loved the other 2 kids of hers. As I was growing I became a knotty kid who skipped school just because my teacher used to beat me however after getting beaten up by mom I was regular to my primary school but as I thought it wasn't an easy life. My Dad used to drink alcohol and cared very little about the future which always led to big fights in the home for which my Dad's mom and dad blinded their ears to not care about them as they care for their other kids. I still remember helping my mom one day to pluck the Bamboo leaves for her to do suicide attempt I didn't how dangerous they can be at that young age so when my mom plucking the leaves I asked her what would they help her for she smiled at me and I thought she is gonna prepare some curry after that I went back with her and helped her to make it paste in a traditional wet grinder which is made with rock because at that time there is no grinder or mixies after that she asked me to bring a glass of water and then I have helped with that also and she dranked all of it while I'm asking her to leave a bit for me for which she didn't left even a drop after minutes later a big discussion kind of arguement to fight happened in the presence of my moms maternal family and paternal family where it was disclosed she drank that Bamboo leaves it is poisnonous like synade and they have taken her to hospital when im getting to my senses that I was the one who helped her and crying out loud looking at my moms desperate situation. This one incident I could never forget because if they were not on time to the hospital today I might not have an idea what my sibling's situation would be without my mom. It was not an end to my family's struggles, Later few years when my dad didn't change after seeing so many things in the family she decided to leave him and go to somewhere to at least feed us by earning a bit which they lost in agriculture. She left three of us with her maternal family whom I call my grandpa and grandma who are my second parents for me and my siblings. At a very young age, my mom left us and came to Bangalore with her brother..., read full story on Profile (storymirror.com)

[vamptastic]

wish i didn't stop going to temple regularly this past year because i have been thinking a lot about the holocaust leading up to my senior trip (we are going to dachau for a day and i am very worried what my some of my very very sheltered, christian, white, preppy classmates will say afterwards).

i have talked about it with my mom a bit but she's very stressed right now with her college class and i don't want to be dumping all that on her every day. but my dad grew up catholic and is still in the process of converting, and idk hes just not as involved in jewish identity and doesn't see judaism as a ethnicity/race the same way me and my mom do, so i don't know if he can fully understand the kind of grief im trying to process right now.

i think mostly i am having a more difficult time grappling with the reality of what happened right now because i have not spent nearly as much time with jewish elders and so it's easy to forget that we're still very alive and that people survived and not all was lost.

there are just so many little things i hear that make me so angry and sad and disbelieving about the massive massive hatred and disregard for human life. there was this one anecdote i heard, where josef mengele was searching for an assistant, and out of the lineup of new auschwitz inmates he asked who was a doctor, and 50 or so people raised their hands, then he asked for a forensic pathologist, 5 hands, then one who had trained at a specific university, one man left, who was forced to perform an autopsy on a decayed, gangrenous corpse in front of him to prove his aptitude and was then essentially his slave until the camp was liberated.

and the story of that individual man is horrible, obviously, but what really struck me was the other 49 doctors who were just. killed. 49 doctors. Forty-nine! obviously all life has value, but it drives in the fact that our accomplishments and merits as a people just did not matter, there was nothing you could do to earn your humanity. for fucks sake, heisenberg (of the heisenberg uncertainty principle) was widely ridiculed for using 'jew science' because he based his work on the theories of albert einstein.

and then there are the demographic changes. im basing this off of loose memory here, but ashkenazi jews went from like 20% of the global jewish population to 80% after the holocaust (i have tried to find out WHY that happened but all i can find is the raw statistics). it's far from the only one in jewish history but the holocaust is a classic example of a bottleneck event and it's so fucking hard to fathom how much our genes have been affected by the repeated occurrences of interference with natural selection through forced reproductive isolation and rapid reductions in population.

it's just, it's such a huge event, so (blessedly) few times has this happened to a people, so few other diasporic peoples exist, especially ethnoreligious groups, and i feel like people who are not jewish or close with jewish people cannot wrap their head around why i care so much, beyond historical interest. and i do love jewish history its just, this is not a love, this is a need to understand.

there is always this sense of who cares, jews are so sensitive caring about things from nearly a century ago, it's not even real to me. but the more you learn the more its so painfully scarily real and the more you have to grapple with the fact that you can be hated so much for something so simple as ethnicity and religion that the most awful unspeakable things can be done to you and nobody will really care.

idk i don't have an answer here, obviously, i just wish i could talk to people at temple about this but i haven't been in ages and its such a heavy topic.

[tyunni]

who i think some of the txt members were written by ! (little drabbles for yeonjun, huening kai and soobin)

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warnings: mentions of a divorce, toxic relationships with parents, alcohol and nicotine addiction, death, suicide, depression, mental health issues, keep in mind that english isn't my first language. genre: angst, drabble. a/n: decided to only write for 3 members bcuz im lowkey burnt !! but hEY i joined the "trend" ig, BE PROUD OF ME. + i usually don't post this kind of content so this is kinda new.... this was kinda ib by @eternallyhyucks and her take on this, so check her out.

yeonjun was written by a sad lonely old man, who regrets not living his life to its fullest. surely that wasn't all there is to it, right? the world isn't just one big shade of gray. the guilt and disappointment kept bubbling up every single time he thought about all the opportunities he had dismissed, only because he was too scared to pursue his dreams. always choosing the safest option, too afraid that if he didn't then everything would fall apart. that is exactly why he lived an average, boring life, just like everyone else. he used his pen and paper to cope with his sorrow and despair, writing stories about someone who he wished he was like back then. yeonjun, an attractive young man with a lot of confidence in his spur-of-the-moment decisions, a boy who put his heart and soul into everything he did, someone with a lot of passion, charisma, and a big heart, always ready to take on new challenges. yeonjun was so loveable and just an all-around nice guy that everyone wanted to associate themselves with. but most importantly he was brave. brave when it came to things he truly loved because nothing is more important in this world than doing what makes you happy. and that's something the elder wished he realized a bit sooner. the world according to "yeonjun" was so bright, colorful, and vibrant! if one can truly be reborn, the old man thinks, then he would like to live just like the boy he writes so fondly about. but for now, all he can do is sit alone at home and wonder: when will this all end?

huening kai was written by someone who didn't feel comfortable in her own skin, constantly blaming herself for everything, even if it wasn't her fault. someone who lived a sad life with a broken family which resulted in her mental health getting worse and worse at a young age, affecting her everyday life and forcing her to mature quickly. on most days she was around her father, a workaholic with a shit ton of paperwork to finish, barely having enough time to live a normal life with his daughter. from what she remembered, he had always been hunched over his office table, head buried in his laptop, typing away yet another email, snapping whenever she would do something even remotely fun, complaining that she was too noisy and distracting. on the weekends she was with her deadbeat, alcoholic, nicotine addict mother who lived in a filthy apartment infested with rats. although she was never there for her daughter when she needed her the most, she was the only mother figure the girl had. hence why the moment her mom's neighbors had informed them about finding her lifeless body on the apartment floor, right after hearing one of her friends scream for help, the poor girl had to seek a therapist. huening kai, someone pure, kindhearted and warm, playful and fun, someone who always tries his best to understand you and comfort you, cheering you on even when you feel like the most useless person in the world. he was someone she wished she had by her side when no one else was there for her. but she also really wanted to be him. because maybe if she was, then she'd be able to prevent her parents from getting a divorce and ruining their lives. she can't help but think that this is all her fault. all she wants is to go back to being the innocent, cheerful and happy child she once used to be.

soobin was written by a young girl whose brother had taken his own life. she lived in a busy city with her small family, which consisted of her two parents and an older brother she loved to bits. their mother and father worked your average nine-to-five jobs, so the brother and his beloved girlfriend were usually the ones taking care of her. they were inseparable, the loveliest couple you have ever seen, quite clearly in love and happy. but one night was all it took for their perfect little world to fall apart, collapse, and crumble to pieces. when her brother got a sudden call from his girlfriend's parents, he immediately told you to turn on the news, his usually calm voice now laced with panic and terror. you could hear his heart physically shatter, hot tears rolling down his cheeks at the mere thought of never being able to see her face again. but sadly, this was the reality he had to face. after days of trying to get him out of his room to at least eat something, coaxing him into seeing a therapist, it had finally hit her. it was never going to be the same anymore, the damage had been done. no matter how much money her parents spent on medication, he still showed no signs of progress. and one day, he had ended it all. but, he is in a better place now, living the perfect life he had always dreamed of... well at least that's what his younger sister - who is currently eagerly running back home from school - would like to believe. even after years had passed since this incident, she still pulls out her notebook, placing it on her desk, getting ready to write yet another tale about "soobin" and his lovely girlfriend. soobin was an amazing person, always there to protect and take care of the ones he loved, putting them above himself. a fun, warm person, yet stern and mature when needed to. he was perfect, just like her older brother. the reason why she uses a pseudonym is quite straightforward... something as simple as someone asking her if she has any siblings makes her want to curl up on herself and cry, let alone mentioning his name in something she believes is coming true, knowing full well that he is finally living the dream life he deserved, but only without her, is just cruel and heartbreaking.

©tyunni do not repost or translate my work.

[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 15]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, softdom!seungcheol, blowjob, cum swallowing, restraints/blindfold, daddy!kink, dirty talk, v little hair pulling, orgasm control, squirting, sex toys 😗💕 hope y’all are having a good weekend! As you can see, with this chapter comes the decided amount of chapters 😭 which means! cherry bomb ends on jan. 1st! 😭😭😭 I’m sad about it but!! excited to start the new year with some new projects too!! and I promise it won't be the last of this au either (I'll upload and talk abt a new schedule when it gets closer to time)💕💕 Thank you, as always, for your support with Cherry Bomb and I’m glad some of us have had pavlovian responses when we hear the term now LOOOL😩💕 Enjoy ch15 and have a great weekend! see u tomorrow for the last intro post! 💕🍒 

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Seungcheol takes it as a blessing that he doesn’t work on the weekends.

You do your camshow on Friday and upload prerecorded content on Saturday which leaves two whole days of relaxation that the two of you enjoy.

But Monday comes quicker than you anticipate and Seungcheol drops you off to work before he heads back to the roller rink; ignoring the multitudes of texts it seems Jeongguk is sending.

I’ll be at work in 30 minutes, he thinks.

“I’ll be back to pick you up after work, baby!”

You nod back, blowing Seungcheol a kiss through the window before you turn to leave.

Seungcheol’s phone rings 3 more times, brows furrowed.

‘It can wait.’

“Hyung, we’re in trouble… Maybe?”

Jeongguk’s big puppy eyes stare back at the older male and he can already feel the blood draining from his face at the potential reasons that the younger male would even say that. “Um… is---is this pertaining to why you tried calling like 14 times?” Jeongguk nods, tugging on Seungcheol’s shirt and pulling him in closer.

“Before you say anything… Namjoon-hyung didn’t find out, did he?”

“Find out about what?”

“That I… cam… I don’t want to get fired because I--”

Jeongguk rolls his eyes, “Listen, I’m gonna be real, I don’t think he cares. The problem is… remember that dude that came in? A couple weeks ago. Lookin’ for a job.”

Seungcheol nods slowly; trying to remember the male’s name. “Seok--something, right?” Jeongguk nods.

“Apparently, he came back, and at the right time too. Namjoon hired his ass on the spot and he starts tomorrow. I heard from Seokjin.” Confusion crosses Seungcheol’s features as he stares and waits for Jeongguk to continue. “... And? How is that trouble for us?”

Jeongguk lets out an over dramatic sigh, hands on Seungcheol’s shoulders. “Nevermind, I forgot you’re making bank on those videos. I was gonna say, we might get a pay cut! Or maybe Joon-hyung’s trying to replace us but I guess that’s not a ‘you’ problem.”

Seungcheol laughs under his breath, shaking his head before patting Jeongguk’s hands.

“You’ll be okay. I don’t think anyone is coming for your concession stand job.”

The next day when Seungcheol makes it to work, he can’t help but have a weird feeling in his gut.

Much like the time when he first met Jun, there’s an indescribable feeling bubbling up in his body that he can’t seem to shake off once he arrives at the roller rink and the sight of Jeongguk with the new employee doesn’t help to settle the feeling at all.

Just before he can make his escape, the younger male waves him over; a cheery smile plastered on his face when Seungcheol starts walking over.

“Hyung! It’s the new employee!”

So much for panicking about being replaced, Jeongguk.

Seungcheol smiles at the other male, introducing himself swiftly before extending a hand to shake. “Ah! I remember you! I’m Seokmin! I’m the same age as Jeongguk!” Seungcheol’s lips part as he nods in understanding; that had been why Jeongguk seemed so okay with it all of a sudden.

Seokmin’s eyes form crescents when he smiles and Seungcheol takes a second to do a once over of the other male; noting the pins tacked to his denim jacket. His eyes hone in on a specific one, narrowing once he realized what it was.

It’d been a while ago now, but when you’d hit 5k subscribers to your camming channel, you had made only three of the same pin, which you had raffled and only gave to three winners.

By nature, Seungcheol was one of them, and the other two were ‘xcaliburDK’ and ‘gentleman_josh95’. Seungcheol could deduce from usernames alone that this wasn’t ‘Josh’ so it only left one option left; albeit Seokmin didn’t add up to the username either.

“Hyung? Hyung, are you okay? You’re spacing out.” Jeongguk waves a hand in the elder’s face as Seungcheol shakes himself from his thoughts.

He’d just have to figure it out later.

Although, he can already feel the groan spilling from his lips.

Why was everyone popping up now?

When he picks you up from work, later that afternoon, he can already tell something is off about you too.

You slink into the passenger’s seat of his car, quiet and a little jittery. “You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” He comments, watching as you fumble with the seatbelt.

“Yeah it’s just… Can we talk about it when we get home? I think I’m still recovering from the weird experience I had earlier.”

Nodding, Seungcheol reaches over, placing his palm in yours in a means of comforting you; even just a little.

“Guess we both have had weird days, huh?”

You can’t thank Seungcheol enough for how patient he is.

He doesn’t say a word in the car and lets you have your quiet, cool down time before you get home.

But when the lock slides into place and you finally plop down onto the bed, you know it’s finally time to have the talk that you knew was brewing.

“I met another one of my regulars at the diner today.” You mumble; beating Seungcheol to the punch of him asking.

“Weird, I think I ran into one of your regulars at the roller rink today too. He works there now, by the way.”

The two of you share an awkward laugh as Seungcheol lays down next to you; neither of you bothering to change out of your outside clothes as you bask in the oddly similar occurrences. “Wouldn’t happen to be ‘universe_WZ’ would it? He came by the diner earlier, ‘just passing through town’ he said. It was so weird though, y’know? Him and Jun kinda got along ‘cause apparently they’re born in the same year.” You smile at the memory, despite how odd it was at first. “He was quiet and Jun is very much not. I think he bailed earlier than he wanted ‘cause his ear was getting talked off. But he asked me for an autograph on the way out and some old lady stared at me. It was just… a little weird.”

Seungcheol laughs; somewhat glad that your experience hadn’t been as bad as he was expecting.

“How ‘bout you, ‘Cheol? What was that about him working with you?”

The male groans, sliding a hand down his features. “It was… somethin’ else.” You turn on your side to face him, raising a brow.

“Couldn’t be that bad, could it?”

Seungcheol laughs, but only in the way he knows that the next words out of his mouth will sound ridiculous, even to you.

“I’m not going to say who it is because I don’t want you to be extra weirded out. He’s an okay guy, very diligent about his work. But let’s just say I caught a glimpse of his wallpaper, which was you by the way. And when I asked him, ‘hey, is that your girlfriend?’, the fucker lied and said yes!”

It takes a second before you’re letting out a boisterous laugh; tears springing to your eyes at the hilarious encounter Seungcheol had experienced.

“You’re not mad!?” He comments, eyes wide as saucers as he watches you curl up in laughter. “I thought you’d be mad!” You wipe a tear from your eye, catching your breath before you turn back to Seungcheol who watches you in confusion.

“No way, that’s fuckin’ hilarious! And let’s be real, probably not the first time someone’s lied about me being their girlfriend, right? But I--he doesn’t know, does he? That you’re… y’know, ‘dom.cheol’?” Seungcheol blushes, cheeks blooming a pale pink when he thinks about it.

Would his voice be enough to give it away?

“I don’t… know? He didn’t say anything but neither did I, honestly. It was just… weird. And now I work with him so that’ll be fun. Can’t wait for him to tell me how cute his girlfriend is.” He grumbles.

“Awww, is widdol Swungcheol jealous?” You blink cutely back at him; a teasing smirk on your lips when you see him narrowing his eyes back at you.

“Watch it, brat. You know I can punish you at any time, right?”

“Try me, then~”

Seungcheol mentally logs into his brain and waits until your Wednesday show before he makes a move.

He brings his favorite silk ties from his closet and places them on the bed while you get changed; a sly smirk on his face.

“‘Okay, ‘Cheol I’m--whoa.” You bite your lip when you step out and see the array of ties and the vibrator already sitting on the bed. “Um… I take it that these are part of the show tonight?” You end with a shy giggle; body already warm at the way Seungcheol looks at you.

“Mmhmm. For the ‘lil jealous comment you made. What was it that you said? ‘Try me, then’?” He grins in a way that you know you’re screwed and you saunter up to him in hopes of maybe pacifying him a little.

“Too late to say that I take it back?”

“Waaaay too late, baby. Now, let’s get started.”

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artist8hao: she’s so pretty with her hands tied behind her back like that

angelhan: shibari next time???

universe_WZ: she’d be so pretty all tied up

universe_WZ: rly nice seeing u btw ;)

therealchan99: where tf are all of u seeing her!?!?? I need to go out more im lackin bro

alphagyu97: its the way u walk into every set up for me

Seungcheol chuckles under his breath, reading the comments with his hand tangled in your hair and your arms tied behind your back as you work your mouth up and down on his cock.

Before the show had even started, he had quickly rearranged the setup so that the camera was angled down towards the space in front of the bed instead of where it usually faced which was on top of the bed. You were a little confused at first when he had nodded and told you to start your camshow from the rug placed underneath you but it soon made sense when he had tied your arms behind your back and made you suck him off with your knees digging into the rug and a silk tie tied into a bow around your eyes to prevent you from seeing.

“Shibari, huh? Ooh, wouldn’t it be a treat for your viewers if you did a show where you were all tied up? I’d have to start it for you, or maybe they’d like to watch the process and see how quickly I can get you to fall apart.” Seungcheol pauses; hips canting up slightly into your mouth as you swallow and gag around him. “We can make it an extra long camshow… Maybe a pay-per-view situation. They can watch you squirm and cum all night long while I keep a vibrator pressed against your clit until your cute body is trembling.”

Your eyes roll to the back of your head even if Seungcheol can’t see it and you moan around his cock when you feel him throbbing in your mouth.

The sound of donations and comments is all you can go off of with your back towards the camera and your vision taken away; noting that the viewers must’ve liked the idea.

j__min has donated $150

j__min: popping in to say if u need help buying ropes, i know a guy ;)

alphagyu97: wait is this rly happening

alphagyu97: i’ll clear my schedule gentleman_josh95: yea same

xcaliburDK: i just started a new job i cant have any sick days plz… at least reupload it for me 😭😭

Seungcheol smirks when he reads that particular comment; fingertips massaging your skull when he hears you whining. “I know, baby. You wanna be fucked, huh? It isn’t nice being teased, right? So now you know how I feel~” In a blink of an eye, ‘xcaliburDK’s comment is buried and Seungcheol is thankful that you didn’t see it. He’d just have to keep it a secret for now while he played along and listened to what else Seokmin had to say about his so-called ‘girlfriend’.

You rub your thighs together; already feeling the slickness on them from how wet you already were and how long you’d been teasing and sucking his cock.

“Fuck, I could cum down your pretty ‘lil throat and then make you work for my cock. Drag your punishment out even longer than your viewers would see.” You moan around his cock in response and Seungcheol can only take it as a whiny ‘no’ before he’s pulling you off of him by the hair; soft sputters and coughs spilling from your wet lips as you catch your breath.

“But I think you’ve earned your orgasm, hmm? What do you say, princess?”

Your throat feels hoarse and your body feel obscenely hot at the way Seungcheol doesn’t seem to want to take off your restraints just yet. “Y-yes, daddy I--I want to c-cum… pl--please.”

tangerine_kwan: ahhh shes so cute

tangerine_kwan: petition for baby pink ties next time i think they suit her

sleepy_wonu: if that shibari show is happening, yes

“We’ll talk about it later, although I don’t think she’ll be opposed to it~” You furrow your brows; wondering what Seungcheok was referring to. 

You’d ask later.

“D-daddy…?”

Seungcheol tugs you slightly by your hair, urging you up as you slowly stand on shaky legs. You let him take the reins as he unties your arms and repositions you until you’re bent over the edge of the bed; left leg folded atop the bedsheets while your right leg keeps you upright. He keeps your blindfold on but lets you keep your arms loose; which you find out fairly quickly, is for good reason.

The buzzing of the vibrator makes you bite your bottom lip and soon enough, Seungcheol places the toy in your clammy hand.

“You’re gonna slide your hand under your body and keep that vibrator pressed against your clit while I fuck you. And you’re not allowed to cum unless I say so. Am I understood, baby?” You feel Seungcheol teasing you as he slides his cock through your soaking folds before circling the tip around your entrance.

“I expect a response when I ask you a question, sweetheart.”

“Y--yes, daddy, I--ah!”

Seungcheol grins as he slides his cock into your tight cunt; watching as you slowly sandwich your arm between your body and the bed sheets to place the vibrator against your clit. You cry out, a mess of sharp whines and jumbled words spilling off your lips with the combination of Seungcheol’s thrusts and the vibrations on your clit.

“Ngh, d--daddy! Fuck me m-more!”

Your other hand digs into the sheets, fingers tight around the fabric as Seungcheol fucks you from behind. He knows your body like the back of his hand and he quickly already has you on the verge of an orgasm despite only having started fucking you, moments prior.

“Don’t cum, princess~” Teasingly, he alternates from quick snaps of his hips that have his cock slamming into your g-spot to slow thrusts that have you remembering every groove and vein of his cock when he pulls out. And when he fucks you like this, it’s easy to forget the camera was even on and that people were watching; if not for the constant pinging of comments and donations that mix in with your moans, Seungcheol’s harsh breaths and the sound of the vibrator against your clit.

hoshi_tiger_xx: hmm but shes obv being punished and we all kno good girls dont get creampies

therealchan99: ur right,,, where should he cum then?

kitty_junjun: my votes on her tits

kitty_junjun has donated $75

sleepy_wonu: maybe all over her back and then post the pics in the private room

xcaliburDK: or raffle them!! I want them

chwenon: ooo cum in her mouth but dont let her swallow

chwenon: then u can raffle those pics or sth

Neither you nor Seungcheol are even paying attention to the comments that fly past on the screen and the only thing Seungcheol even turns slightly for, is to check to make sure he’s still properly out of frame.

He can already feel you tightening up around him and with the vibrator on your clit, he knows for a fact you won’t last much longer before you’re cumming.

“Hmm, princess, I can feel you getting so tight around me. Bet you wanna cum already, huh?”

“D-daddy, I dunno, ah, how--how much longer I can h-hold off…” You mumble; already feeling the tension in your body ready to snap at any second.

“Be a good girl. I said you earned your orgasm but you need to be patient.” You nod to the best of your ability; head feeling heavy and fuzzy as you try to stave off your orgasm for a little longer. “Y--yes, daddy…” He slows down his thrusts in order to help you a little and the soft praises that fall from his lips have the warmth blooming in your chest.

But it doesn’t last long because despite Seungcheol’s valiant efforts, you’re already too close to cumming to stop yourself when you feel the pressure building up too fast.

“Oh, d-daddy, I---I can’t, I---I can’t, I have, ah, to---to c-cum! Fuh--fuck, ‘m s--sorry!”

Seungcheol can’t even manage a word in before he feels his cock being forced out of your pussy and the wetness that squirts all over his cock and lower half. Loud cries and whines are all you can manage in the thrums of pleasure and the grip you have on the vibrator only tightens as you grind against the toy to ride out your high.

Seungcheol takes the time to wrap a hand around his cock as he strokes himself; body turned halfway towards the laptop to see what everyone was saying.

hoshi_tiger_xx: uh ohhh pretty baby came without permission

hoshi_tiger_xx has donated $50

hoshi_tiger_xx: donation for squirting tho

alphagyu97: ugh look at her cute lil hole begging to be filled up

angelhan: bet she’s feeling empty rn huh

Your soft mewls have Seungcheol turning back to face you; eyes trained on your twitching body when the pleasure starts to ebb away and the overstimulation from the vibrator starts to bite. “Daddy… the---the, mmh, toy…”

“You can turn it off, sweetheart.” His tone is clipped and you already know you’re in for it once you manage to find the switch on the silicone toy. You turn it off and slide your hand from underneath you; palms flat against the sheets as you sniffle.

“I--I’m really s-sorry, I--I couldn’t--”

“I want you on your knees again, princess.”

Nodding shakily, you ease your bent leg down as you maneuver yourself onto your knees; hands already searching for Seungcheol before you hear his small ‘ah, ah, ah’s.  “Hands behind your back and tongue out, baby.” You follow his orders as you clasp your hands behind your back and diligently open your mouth and stick your tongue out as far as you can.

He brings his cock towards your face, tapping his cock head against your tongue before he starts to jerk himself off over your mouth and face. “I gotta hand it to you, princess. At least you apologized.” Seungcheol laughs under his breath, “But next time though? I won’t even let you have my cock.”

You whimper in return, brows furrowed under the silk tie.

“Fuck, ‘m gonna cum all over this pretty face.” His grip on his cock tightens and he thrusts into his palm quicker as he chases his high. “Don’t worry. I’ll take pretty pictures of your cum stained face.”

Seungcheol groans as he feels the coil in his body snapping and not a second later do you feel warm rivulets of cum hitting your cheeks and your tongue. Some of it manages to catch on the silk tie as you moan. The donations and comments pour in like water as Seungcheol continues to cover your face in cum and for the umpteeth time, you’re reassured that this was a path that worked out for you.

It was so silly that you’d thought of quitting camming earlier. 

Although, you never brought it up to Seungcheol.

In actuality, there were quite a few things that you’d never brought up to Seungcheol.

“Fuck…” He mutters from above you and it’s enough to bring you out of your thoughts as you hold still. Seungcheol takes the hint, using a sticky cum covered hand to reach for his phone to snap pictures of you; he’d just clean it up later.

“Say cheese~” He laughs, taking a couple photos before tossing his phone onto the bed as you draw your tongue back into your mouth and swallow down the warm salty substance that managed to hit your tongue.

Seungcheol helps you up from the floor, pouting when he sees how red your knees have gotten. “Hmm, think I need to take care of my princess after this.” He helps take your blindfold off and you’re quick to blink the fogginess away as  you try to focus on Seungcheol’s face before peering over to the laptop’s screen.

Your cheeks burn hot at the cum that still stains your cheeks when you see  yourself but the comments that flood in calling you pretty make you giggle.

“Ooookay. I think daddy is gonna get all cleaned up and I’ll wrap up here?” You check in with Seungcheol, who shoots you a nod and a small thumbs up before slinking completely out of the camera’s view.

“Okay guys, now what were you all talking about while I was on my knees?”

You get out of the shower feeling refreshed; tossing on a loose shirt before skipping out of the bathroom.

Seungcheol is cozied up on the sofa, waiting on the food that the two of you had ordered right after you ended your show. “‘Cheollie~” He turns to you as you plop down next to him and he’s quick to wrap an arm around your shoulders as he tugs you into his side.

“Feeling better?”

“Mmhmm~ A ‘lil sleepy but I can go for that food and then sleep.”

The two of you share a laugh, eyes focused on the movie that plays on the TV. “Say…” You start, “Someone asked a good question in the comments after you stepped out.” You gulp; palms a little clammy.

You just had to know.

“Yeah? Was it about the shibari camshow again?”

“No, actually…” You take a deep breath, telling yourself it’d be okay regardless of what he said.

“Seungcheol, am I your girlfriend?”

[anxiouspotatorants]

heyy first off im obsessed w your account and the underdog quartet but also i feel like, with your new jess/paris playlist post, we need to acknowledge paris and jess’s first interaction when paris went into luke’s diner in “Richard goes to stars hollow” they had a very subtle interaction but he was clearly memorable enough to her to remember him and his name. I wonder if whenever paris when to stars hollow in the future she would look for jess what do you think

Thank you so much for this ask and the kind words!!! I’m obviously obsessed with UQ too, so finding more people who love that dynamic is just amazing!

Also yes we only had about two direct interactions between Paris and Jess but holy shit was the platonic chemistry there!! Paris bothering to remember him is something I would love to take as a sign that she was a Jess gal (especially since if you combine that with Keiko Agena saying she and Lane are team Jess, that means all my faves support my ship!)

Now for Jess and Paris specifically, I could honestly give you three different types of answers for this. First is that ASP and company didn’t feel like exploring that dynamic, so Paris probably doesn’t think about Jess or seek him out in the future, especially not after Rory’s break up. But that take is boring so let’s go for wild headcanons!

The second approach is on the more realistic side. I bet that Paris would avoid bringing up Jess every time he popped into her mind in front of Rory, but she would be too desperate to finally have that decent conversationalist to not bug Rory about him. She probably wouldn’t head over to Stars Hollow of her own accord considering how disappointed she was with the research results for that article, but she would ask about when Jess could come over to Hartford so she could rip his literary takes to shreds at a nearby cafe or at the elder Gilmores. Once Jess and Rory were a couple, Paris would double down on her requests but probably only have them met once or twice (Jess has work, Rory still has a tendency to compartmentalize parts of her life etc.). Post-breakup Paris would take Rory’s side, but secretly be sad to see a potential friend go. She probably felt like this guys really could be something, not just for Rory who seemed to finally get decent taste in boys, but for Paris who was finally starting to get more true friends. She carries a secret team Jess torch for the rest of the series but hides it in general criticism of any and all guys Rory is involved with.

On to approach three, aka balls to the walls whatever I want!! Hold on to your hat because this will be a long and windy ride:

After the diner-meet, Paris is intrigued by the guy who played along with her interrogation and eye-flirted with Rory. She doesn’t think she’ll see him again, but she would be lying if she said she didn’t want to.

After the dinner at Rory’s, Paris is honestly elated to finally have a great literary conversation with a guy her age. The only one to have come close is Rory, and that doesn’t say much for the «opposite sex» in Paris’ eyes. But she’s also furiously disagreeing with Jess’ «Austen loves Bukowski»-take, so she writes a whole several page argumentative essay and forces Rory to deliver it to Jess the next school day.

Jess responds not with a letter, but by having Rory hand Paris an annotated («blasphemy!») copy of a Bukowski work. There are no arguments from Jess notes, just underlines of quotes he thinks Austen would approve of, and excerpts from different Austen works put in the margins for comparison. Paris despises him for how much she is seeing his point.

At some point Rory get’s sick of being a carrier pigeon and drags Paris with her to ST after school so the two can fight in person. All three stay until Lorelai pops over for dinner, and Paris realizes she needs to haul herself over to the bus. She’s hungry and worried about the time she should have spent on homework, but ultimately really happy about the day.

She’s bummed to see Jess go after the car accident, but doesn’t have much time to think about it between school and… well, school. She does end up being one of the few Rory can talk to about Jess without getting the whole «bad bad boy»-speech she gets over in ST and at her grandparents’.

Rory doesn’t tell Paris Jess is back until the very end of their Washington trip when Paris finds the unfinished letter and Paris is boiling. She does cool quickly, but only to constantly bug Rory about when the three of them are going to meet up again for coffee and verbal war. Rory gets so stressed about it that at some point she gives Paris the number to Luke’s and tells her to go on her own for all Rory cares.

Paris does. Jess is surprised, but they get in the groove quick. What doesn’t go as smoothly is Paris asking what the hell is going on between him and Rory. His non-answers pretty much spell everything out, and in a rare moment of comradery, Paris decides to turn the conversation in to hating on Dean. Jess appreciates it. It doesn’t happen again, but Paris firmly puts herself in the team Jess camp from then on.

Paris is releived once Jess and Rory finally are together and it is great! More cafe talks! Study sessions! Movie nights! They even sneak both Paris and Lane out into concerts! Paris feels like for the first time in a very long time, she has real friends her own age. The kind who actually like you for you and want to spend time with you for you, not just to get better grades or a better reputation.

Paris sucks at being strong for Rory when Jess leaves. Like, she takes it really personal. This was supposed to be the one good guy, and he decided to be just like everyone else. But with time she learns to coach Rory into speaking her mind about the whole thing, and to support her in her own Paris-y way.

What she doesn’t tell Rory is that at some point after summer break (either because she gets hold of Jess for some scolding or because Lane does and spills to Paris or even if Jess gets in touch himself) Jess starts sending Paris beat up books he collects on the road around the country. None of them feature letters (at first), but annotations at the beginning declaring his safety and momentary location, as well as his general style annotations of the book inside the text. Paris starts responding with letters, and with time they start talking on phones and through email.

Paris helps Jess with his GED. They make it an equal study-buddy thing because Paris needs help taking certain writers seriously in her essays. Most of their sessions are over the phone, and a lot of it is just them daring each other to actually try. Paris gets actual stars on her improved essays, and Jess passes with flying colours.

Paris doesn’t know about Truncheon until Jess stands in front of her place ages later, dressed like a Kids Bop version of himself and holding a messengerbag with his debut novel. Paris tears through it in two hours (forcing Jess to sit on the couch next to her the whole time) and then spends another half hour furiously trying to tear it to shreds but actually praising it. She gives him their first hug ever, and hopes this afternoon is a sign they’ll slowly get back to being close friends in person.

Paris sucks at hiding how team Jess she is. So. Much. She does have genuine critiques of Logan and other guys, but her gut-defenses of Jess at random times in the day and weird reminiscing back to the «good old days» of diner talk after school gives her away immediately. Rory is uncomfortable, but Paris doesn’t even change her mind after Rory still picks Logan.

What she does do is invite Jess over for grown up evenings with Doyle. Whenever Rory is scheduled to be out and Jess needs to visit Luke anyway, Paris extends her invitation. They test wines based on price and taste, watch cult classics, eat takeout (in honour of Paris’ very first Mac and Cheese night) and talk for hours. One day wires cross and Jess gets in while Rory is there/Rory gets back while Jess is there and things get awkward.

Paris invites Jess to the graduation. Yes she has a limited amount of tickets and yes it’s weird to invite your friend who has barely been around ever but damn it she wants him there. He came to her when he was celebrating his accomplishments, she wants him to be there for hers.

They actually grow even closer as adults; emailing, texting and calling regularly. About 70% of it is general banter and picking on everything and everyone around them, but it’s a far more loving kind now — not that anyone who isn’t them would know, from the outside it looks like they want to kill each other. Regardless of outcome, Paris remains forever team Jess, and the two end up having each other’s backs for life.

So this went long and away from the point (and I only went through Paris’ pov!) but it was fun to write! I hope you like rant answers!

[seaofserene]

knowing your partner well makes writing together a lot easier. tag this with the people you enjoy roleplaying with but want to get to know better.

BASICS  :

name : toby! tobster, tobes, the nicknames are abundant lmao age : 23 preferred pronouns : they/them exclusively. sexuality : LMAO your guess is as good as mine. ace for sure tho zodiac sign : Sagittarius! taken or single :  im a single pringle three facts : 1.) i’m the type of person who will come online to post a bunch of sad shit about my muse and then fuck off again for a few weeks. you will come to find that misery fuels me and if we’ve plotted something there’s a chance i’ll drop something sad in your DMs at some ungodly hour. sorry in advance. 2.) i was an xbox kid. i grew up on games like halo and the elder scrolls, and also obscure af franchises. nintendo? i dont know her. i was playing ratatouille the videogame for the original xbox. 3.) i was BIG into warrior cats in middle school. that was my shit back in the day. i also can tell you a ridiculous amount of useless information regarding the warrior cats fandom and its history on youtube too if youre ever curious.

EXPERIENCE  :

how long (months/years?) : i think i started actually roleplaying characters when i was like 14/15 and i’m 23 now so 9/10 years?? how’d you start : i started off doing shitty anime/creepypasta self insert roleplays on kik messenger :’) platforms you’ve used :  kik messenger, chatango, youtube livestream chat, discord, and tumblr.

MUSE  PREFERENCES  :

female or male : tbh i dont really care about what gender my muse is, i’m more interested in their personality, motives, & how much fun i think i’ll have writing them! favorite face :  least favorite face : ngl i didnt understand these questions LMAO what

WRITING  PREFERENCES  :

fluff, angst or smut : i love me some fluff, i REALLY love me some angst, and i dont rlly rp smut. plots or memes : i DEFINITELY like plotting and hashing out ideas for muse dynamics first because ive found that makes it a lot easier for me to become invested in a roleplay when we already have established stuff centered around it. that said; i still enjoy rp memes too! theyre a good icebreaker, although it’s even better when you already have an established relationship there for the rp meme to work off of, imo. are you like your muse(s) :  EHHHHHHHH ??? no i dont think i am KDJFHSKDFJH i mean considering she’s my oc there’s probably some bits and pieces there, but ultimately no not really.

tagged by : @metalcd​ thank u vennn <3 

[hei-ch0u]

Oh boy. Here goes... Shingeki no Kyojin Final chapter (139) thoughts and analysis ✰

Well, where do I even begin to accumulate my thoughts on the final chapter of Shingeki no Kyojin? Even after some time to reflect and read the chapter many times, over and over - I’m still going to struggle to form this analysis. But, alas I shall try my best despite this.

I appreciate anyone who takes the time to read this and understand my own views of the final chapter. Proceed with caution - ⚠️ spoilers ahead ⚠️

This chapter and ending overall has left me with a love/hate relationship with the overall tale in full. I’d even go as far as saying it has tainted my view slightly of the entire series in one way or another and I will never look at it the same way I did - as much as I wish I could. My reasoning for the love/hate relationship I have will come, but, I want to start off by saying that despite it’s ending I will always appreciate this story and Isayama for his work, even if I myself don’t approve of his steering towards the ending.

It is just like I said in my theory, the thing we all need to recognise with this story is that the characters we love and have cherished, were never going to get exactly what they desired and if anything this chapter is a clear indication of that fact. It has been a story that was paved for a bitter, somewhat ‘bittersweet’ ending (yes, I hoped it wouldn’t be in the form of ‘that’, but it was). It is just as Mikasa said - “The world is cruel and merciless, but it is also beautiful”. This tale became the typical embodiment of humanity and how ruthless it can be.

Again, like I said in my theory, it was heavily foreshadowed that Eren was playing devil’s advocate and might have to sacrifice his freedom in this life to save the ones who meant the most to him. We heard hints in OST’s such as My War, Red Swan, Vogel Im Kafig, among others…

“Angel playing disguise with Devil’s face”

“I’ll cry for you in a dream”

“All of my kingdom, for your return, I’d let it burn!”

“Spread your wings, which are dreaded in blood”

“And eternity as you, fly to heaven”

“Like a fallen angel”

“Looking down from above I feel awful”

“Every living being dies someday, whether we are ready to die or not”

“Is that the angel who flew down from the twilight sky?”

“Is that the devil who crawled out from the crevice?”

“Tears, anger, compassion, cruelty, peace, chaos, faith, betrayal.”

It was foreshadowed, all of those things in the last example is humanity in a nutshell. The use of birds to symbolise the dead was shown on multiple occasions. Hell, even in the Levi ova, his friends are shown as 2 birds above him as he continues forward. It didn’t shock me that Eren’s soul was represented or “reincarnated” in the form of a bird - simply because birds are the most free creatures on our planet, they can fly over land, sea and maintain the air around them. Realistically, we should’ve analysed the birds presence more (it was even implied in the opening trailer for season 4. Falco awoke to a bird flying above him, we saw the bird present many times in even past seasons and don’t get me started on how many times it was present in the manga). Our Angel was Eren. He was a fallen angel - a slave to the story and what it means to be human, to feel deeply and make sacrifices. He was never a monster, just a pawn in a wicked game.

For a split moment of initial shock, I let the “judging a book by its cover” ideal kick in. After calming down and having access to proper translations, again I can’t say I love this ending or hate it - it has the bittersweet notion that was intended, but it was also lukewarm. It is not perfect by any means, there are some plot holes and loose ends that could have been tied up by extension. However, Isayama maybe intended for it to remain open for interpretation. Something of which, I’ll reveal what I personally took from the ending.

One thing I am surely certain of, is that I can hold my hands above my head and say this chapter 100% embodied my love for my favourite character - Eren Jaeger. He had such a tragic outcome, he did it all for his friends and loved ones. He was never free, not in life and partially not in death. He was a broken child, in a broken world with a broken fate of shouldering mass amounts of responsibility with no idea of how to change or control the past, present and future. To witness your best friend talking of all the things he was going to see, yet knowing you wouldn’t be there to see it yourself. To know the girl who was there for him forever and always, could never be his to cherish. He had no freedom to do so. To live the life he wanted to, he would have died anyway. If he had ran off with Mikasa, he would have damned his friends. The life he wanted was not feasible, therefore he chose to sacrifice his desires so his friends could live long lives, unlike the one he was damned to. He was a character who was torn along all sides of the coin. Torn between his desires, his duty and his self - all while experiencing memories from all angles. He was not a monster or a psychopath and I won’t let others spit on his name due to their lack of analysis and empathy. He is human. He is allowed to feel. He isn’t pathetic for wanting to live, for wanting to be with his friends or the girl he loves. He is 19. Can you really say you wouldn’t feel the same? It is natural to be frustrated at your life being ripped from under your feet at such a young age. He was damned if he did, damned if he didn’t. Look at his face in paths when he talks with Armin, he is devastated and he had no solution.

However, I do believe he will be reunited with his friends once more. After all, the scouts were reunited in death, so why shouldn’t he? His friends will not live in vain, his sacrifice will mean something. They will live their life to the fullest and find peace in life and then in death - they have Eren to thank for that. Another misconception I want to pick out of the fandom is that they did not condone genocide, they did not thank Eren for ridding the population of 80%. Armin states it as an “error”. What they did do, was acknowledge Eren’s sacrifice for them to live and that they understood it’s not what he wanted himself, but that due to unseen forces. - did he really have a choice? It is not by any means perfect, but it gives them freedom to live out with the walls - was this not Eren’s dream? To be free, not confined within the walls by Titans. He did exterminate all titans, that is one goal Eren Jaeger accomplished. We don’t know the full extent of the power of the attack titan or the founding titan, this is one of the open plot holes. Eren himself explains this, he himself has no clue and his head is a mess - is it any shock that his head is a mess? People would go crazy over less. He was a pawn in a story with no happy ending. At least not for him.

Even in the bird reincarnation theory, I hope he is happy and free. Free to roam the skies, perch upon the tallest mountains, titter along the grass banks of the world and watch over his comrades, his friends, the ones he loves deeply… The tragic protagonist I will always remember. (Especially as one who was done so dirty by his author)

There was so many routes this manga could have taken, fan theories proved this and I do think the ending could have been executed better. We were not getting a happy ending, it is not happy by all means. Those characters left have to live in the aftermath, aware of their friends sacrifice and all he had to put himself through for them to live the lives they themselves desired. My favourite quote will always be:

“Don’t pity the dead. Pity the living”

Mikasa lost her family in more ways than one, she has to live a life where she didn’t get the one person she desired more than anything, but I believe she will move on and Eren will be by her side the entire time until they are reunited in death. Levi is the same, he lost everyone and whoever his love may have been - Erwin, Hanji, Petra (who knows). Either way, he didn’t have those loved ones around in the end. But, he no longer has to fight for survival and can spend the remainder of his time resting until the day in the future he can be reunited with his comrades, friends and even kick Eren a big one, ruffle his hair, tell him its okay and tell him all the things he wanted to tell him like he said. Armin lost his best friend, he held the burden above his head that he himself killed Eren and not Mikasa. However, he has an abundance of friends, he has Annie and he can travel the world like he desired - like Mikasa, he will have Eren by his side for the remainder of his time.

Jean can meet the woman of his dreams and have the children like he desired, knowing that even in their silly quarrels - Eren was loyal to him always. Connie can have his mother back, his family and move on. Reiner can live, not die like he once desired and live on knowing of Eren’s sacrifice, that he wasn’t a monster himself. He is free from the curse, as is Annie, Pieck and Falco. The warriors have their families back. Gabi and Falco can be together unlike their comparisons, sad, but fitting. They are in Paradis, a place we never expected them to be in the end, advocating for change alongside Onyakapon looking after their elder, Levi, alongside them. On Eren’s death anniversary, it is implied they all return to his grave to be together, none of them are alone like we initially thought. Mikasa is not alone in Paradis since it is implied that Levi, Onyankapon, Gabi, Falco, Historia even… still live amidst the walls - I think it would be wasteful to assume such a strong character secludes herself after the love of her life’s death. She does not have to love another man, she can choose to live her life for herself, a long one alongside her friends. This manga has never necessarily needed to have love stories, they are implied, but not needed. For life itself is the embodiment of their freedom.

This above is the rosy way of looking at it and it’s what I personally will take from it. I overall think it is terrible writing and use of dialogue - there’s no denying it. I myself as a writer and artist would have done it differently. Isayama has created a manga with a tragic story that reveals the raw, tainted feeling of what it’s like to be human. We all want things, we all have desires…but we don’t always get them, no matter how hard we try, some will slip from our grasps. That is life, no matter the universe. Yes. But, I do think in ways Isayama did taint and obliterate Eren as a character. This I am disappointed in. It is a typical author ideal of damning his protagonist and the sad thing about being a stories protagonist - you risk being ruined due to being written so complex initially that the author loses sight of how to conclude your arc respectfully. I believe from what we have been shown, he would not have accepted his death that easily and would fight for another way. Although, I cannot blame him as I myself would have felt defeated, suicidal and depressed at learning everything he did after his contact with Historia at such a young age. Remember, how you are brought up in an already cruel world is key - he didn’t stand a chance. But alas, I still feel he would’ve fought. This Eren is not the Eren we saw the majority of the manga, but then again he did change and I feel so sorry that the Titan power had that effect on him.

This is the character development true Eren stans are enraged with. TATAKAE! Fight the attack titan, fight the founding titan, fight against your cruel fate - don’t succumb to defeat. There is always another way. I don’t accept this version of Eren, due to the development we saw built by Isayama of his character, I can’t. It leaves so many gaps among other plot reveals. I don’t see what was accomplished. Eren’s being, his life, was a ploy to keep the other characters we care about alive, but at what cost ? If I was Eren’s friend, I would go forward like he wanted me to, but I could never forget the burden he bared and what he had to go through and what he did to achieve that outcome for me. I would forever be sad. I would be living in a world much like this one, lacking in peace and serenity and above all is that not what we all desire in one way or another? He did not necessarily know the Dina titan would go for his mother, but he had to direct it away from Bertholdt since in the timeline it was not his time to die. Always remember the theory of time, one thing changed, drastically changes the outcome. He did not want civilians or people within Paradis to die, it became collateral damage and no one would be able to fight for some time because of the 80% notion. He gave them time to live, time to change things to the best of their abilities and experience all they possibly could. They became the ‘heroes’, but again, at what cost?

Now, to the plot holes and answers I feel needed to be present for the story to knit together in a better way. This will be less “paragraph” based and more pointed, since…well these things were not explained. Majority of potential foreshadowing was swept under the rug like it meant nothing to bring about the lukewarm feeling I was talking about.

The alien like hallucigenia, what exactly was its purpose? It’s reason for being? It disappeared and ceased to exist. No mention of how it came to be. Even Ymir just vanished. Everything ceased to exist and Eren himself couldn’t understand Ymir’s reasoning other than being able to witness love. This seemed to be cop out on Isayama’s part.

Historia’s pregnancy was heavily implied and emphasised on within the manga, making readers think it meant something (when a creator zones in on these things, its usually for further plot reveal) Her character development was destroyed and she deserved better. She sidelined herself and stayed away till the final moment where it is implied she and Armin will become the negotiators of a new world, all while housing tyrants (Jaegerists). Again a further implication of Shonen manga and its poor interpretation of women.

The conclusion to Ymir and Eren’s particular character arcs was shocking and this can’t be dismissed. We needed both their sides of things to explain more. It lacked real conclusion and didn’t match up to past events or character development. This chapter should have purely been an Eren POV with the ending moments of how the scouts moved on. Of course this couldn’t have been done in 1 chapter, hence the recognition that this manga needed ‘more’ and it wasn’t enough to tie it all together. Another flaw in Isayama’s writing and continuity.

The Ackermans? Don’t get me started. My theory again will entail my rage about this one. Did the Ackerman power cease to exist like the titan curse? What is their origin story? To imply the Ackerman blood concept in all its parallels and foreshadowing to not even have the 2 remaining characters from said bloodline talk about their shared experience in thorough detail is such an abysmal hole in plot. Especially with it being heavily emphasised throughout the entire manga.

I barely saw any signs of Eren being in love with Mikasa? If this was the case, then it should have been shown in the manga and emphasised like isayama did with many other things that eventually had no meaning. I always viewed their relationship as very toxic to both sides and needed amending. So for Eren to suddenly turn round and say he doesn’t want her to be with another man....I find this a very bad continuation and completely disregards how Eren has been the past 138 chapters. Why was it so hard for him to say these things even before he made contact with historia and unravelled it all? Was it the power of the attack titan preventing him?.... (below)

The attack titan and founding titan, explain how it works. Why does Eren himself not fully understand yet he embodies them? Why could he not have flipped the switch? Why could he not ask for help? Explanation is needed.

All the time loop links diminished to nothing other than Eren’s past, present and future…yet its implied in many characters even in their childhoods mentions of things they could not be aware of. How can it merely be coincidence?

I wholeheartedly believe that this was not the initial ending of Shingeki no Kyojin, specifically because I and a few others I’ve seen noticed the shift in the story around 10 or so chapters ago. It seemed to be going in the route of a few particular fan theories and then suddenly (quite drastically I’ll add) shifted into this ending. I can only theorise that Isayama changed his original ending along the way to please editors and readers in different ways. In interviews past, he has completely contradicted things he has said about the manga and its ending with what he has produced in the final chapter. When you look at it from a marketing point of view as a selling point, if Isayama had killed certain characters like “Levi” for example or left the ending dark as it possibly could have been (something I wouldn’t have put past yams to do) it would be bad from a marketing point given the likes of Levi is the targeted favourite of the series (even with being a side character) and editors would heavily warn him of this.

People are saying that it’s Isayama’s story and editors won’t have influence - you’d be heavily surprised how much the editing team can have influence, especially when a story of this magnitude becomes so popular. I do think in ways, Isayama gave up. As an artist even myself, its very abundantly clear when a fellow creative loses drive and how the concept of something becoming popular can influence you to become bored and look for a way out. Hence, the clear signs of the story coming out as rushed, its all there, the loss of continuity, the holes in plot and even though Isayama’s art can be inconsistently coherent - some parts of the past few chapters weren’t at the full potential we saw previously. We watched him get better to suddenly somehow revert? That to me seems like a creator who had just had enough and maybe in the end chose to veer off his original plan.

Alas! As I said, I will always love Shingeki no Kyojin despite its ending and loose ties, it holds a place in my heart and has been a favourite of mine since my school days. Being an adult now In her 20’s and experiencing the many troubles of what its like to be human and a creative can sympathise with the struggles and stress Isayama would have been under all these years as his manga gradually became the phenomenon it is now. As it is our favourite characters time to rest and move on, it is his also. Although the story is not where I and many others hoped it would go, I still thank him massively for giving me characters like Eren Jaeger, Levi Ackerman, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert… the list goes on. Thank you for embodying why Eren was my first and last favourite character. Goodbye Shingeki no Kyojin.

[stiltonbasket]

this is my own little indulgent headcanon for my daydream universe in which the universe you've created heavily features in, but what are your thoughts with chunyang falling in love with the reincarnation of wen qing or even just another woman? maybe its bc im gay but even tho i love jz/jyl i think jyl should have gotten to be with a lovely young lady. and the line about "i'd like to choose [who i marry]" makes me go *thinking emoji*. idk if its ur thing but i would die if u wrote smth for this

I could not stop thinking about this, so have a little au with fem!jin hong! <3

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To his most esteemed Excellency…

“Chun-bao?”

Considering the decade of close friendship between our clans…

“Hm?”

“Is everything all right?” Wei Shuilan asks, poking her younger sister in the shoulder. “You’ve been staring at that letter for the past five minutes.”

And the closeness of age between my son Zhang Xiting and your daughter, the second Young Mistress Wei--

“Oh, it’s just--just a petition for Father. I’m sorting them out so he knows which ones to look at first when he comes home.”

...I would be most honored if you would consider his suit when the time is right for Wei Chunyang-xiaojie to be married. 

--

Even though Wei Chunyang and all four of her siblings have long since grown old enough to move out of their parents’ house, the whole family still eats meals together in the jingshi at least four times a week. The whole family includes Jingyi, of course, since he was part of the family even before he and Chunyang’s xiongzhang decided to adopt a son together, and her Yu-gege’s own husband and son. Her sister Shuilan is here, too, since she and Chunyang still live with their A-Die and Fuqin, and sometimes Xichen-bobo or one of their more distant cousins comes along, too. 

Today, the cousin in question is Rulan-ge’s daughter, Jin Hong. She was Wei Chunyang’s best friend growing up, since the two of them are the same age, but they drifted apart as they grew older--out of no fault on either of their parts, but because of circumstance. Jin Hong rarely has the time to leave the Jinlintai or answer Chunyang’s letters, and Chunyang never had the chance to go to school with her because she studies the dao of healing cultivation like her Uncle Xichen, while Jin Hong follows the jiandao. 

These days, Chunyang doesn’t really know what to say to her on the rare occasions their paths do cross, which is why she only gives Jin Hong a close-lipped smile and slides into her usual seat at A-Die’s right when lunchtime rolls around. 

“Jin Hong,” she says, inclining her head as A-Die (doting as ever, just like Papa) fills up her plate with soft white rice, and adds a little bowl of her favorite spicy noodles on the side. “It’s lovely to see you again!”

And confusing, Chunyang doesn’t add. But there’s not much talking at meals anyway, because her brother-in-law Nie Zhuyan (who managed to woo her brother Lan Yu after five long years of courtship, even though Lan Yu didn’t know he was being courted for the first four years, eleven months, and twenty-seven days) is more of a stickler for the sect precepts than the rest of the family, out of the fear that he might offend Papa by accident. 

A-Die is enough conversation for the whole table, though, and there is plenty of laughter--both his and Yu-gege’s, and then everyone else’s, which is why Chunyang could probably have chosen a better time to tell her parents about Zhoushan Zhang’s request for her hand in marriage. 

“They what?” A-Die gasps, overturning his cup of tea. Xiongzhang gives him a handkerchief, but he looks as worried as A-Die and Papa do when he turns around to stare at her. “You can’t get married! You’re only twenty-one! You’re a baby!”

“She’s of age,” Shuilan-jie points out, in a vain effort to distract everyone from the rivalry-slash-courtship-slash-bitter enmity thing she has going on with one of the sect’s best music teachers, Lan Fang, who spends all his time writing sad love songs for her and crying every time she tells him she hates him. “She can get married if she wants to, right?”

“If she wants to, then certainly,” Papa says, trying to sound like he isn’t fretting. “But that is not your elders’ place to decide, Chun-bao, and certainly not Zhoushan Zhang’s. Do you know the young master they offered?”

“No,” she admits. Zhang Xiting attended the Lan sect lectures when she was around fifteen, but Chunyang only ever met him at the opening and closing ceremonies because her classes were in the physicians’ compound with her uncle. “I was going to write back this afternoon with a rejection, actually.”

Across from her, Jin Hong’s shoulders relax a little. 

“Ah, that’s good,” A-Die sighs, patting her hand. “I knew we were going to have to think about this sometime, of course, but you really are too young! Look, even your jiejie isn’t married yet.”

Wei Shuilan looks so offended that Jingyi-ge starts choking in an attempt to hide his laughter. “I’m never going to get married. A-Chun doesn’t have to wait for me.”

“I meant that Chunyang should follow your example, A-Lan. Marriage is overrated.”

Nie Zhuyan gives A-Die an incredulous sort of stare. “But father-in-law, you’re happily married! And so am I. Being wed is wonderful!”

“Not for my baby girls,” A-Die counters, while Lan Yu covers his face with his sleeve to hide his blush. “Where in the world am I supposed to find a man worthy of A-Lan, hm? Or a nice young master for my sweet little Chun-bao? I don’t believe they exist, so they’re going to be good little radishes and stay with their poor old A-Die until he dies.”

“Wei Ying,” Father says, clearly pained by even the thought of A-Die dying. “Do not say such things.”

I don’t want to marry any young master, Chunyang thinks, as Yu-gege starts teasing Shuilan about Lan Fang again. I just want to stay here, with my parents. 

(She doesn’t think of warm orange fur, or a pair of laughing golden eyes, or the countless letters to Lanling Jin that her once-best friend never answered.

It’s better this way, after all.)

[pettyprocrastination]

Dude i cant wait for your ATLA/GOT crossover fics its a cool as fuck idea and my dumb brain made me sad thinking of Oberyns/Ellarias Airbender s/o taking them to the air temples only to figure out her people were slaughtered and she's(apparently) the only one left and damn im in my feels

Don’t make yourself sad bb!!! Have some fluff for the soul!!!!

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“What are you doing?”

Your eyes opened at her question. Dorea, one of Oberyn’s youngest daughters, stood before you, hands on her hips and a frown on her face. Which given how young she was, was quite adorable to see. 

“Meditating.” You answered. You knew that she was a curious child, which meant at her interest you would most likely not get any meditating done now that she had found you. Which you were okay with. She was a sweet, excitable young girl, you remembered being the same way as a child raised at the temple. 

“Why?”

“Meditating helps bring us peace of mind.” You answered, letting your eyes shut once more. You let all the noises around you melt away, the whistling of the wind, the ebb and flow of the dornish waters, it all slowly began to sift away like sand through your fingers. 

“I wanna try!” 

All of course, except for Dorea. 

You peeked one eye open to see Dorea plop down in front of you, crossing her legs in the same position as you before squeezing her eyes shut tightly. Her brow was furrowed and cheeks puffed out, you could see the strain in her little body as she focused every muscle in her body on what she thought was meditation. 

“You're trying too hard, little Martell.” She opened her eyes and her little lips curved down in a frustrated pout. 

“But I was doing exactly what you were doing!” She whined, throwing her head back with a groan. 

She had certainly inherited her father’s dramatics. 

“It doesn’t matter if your body is in the right position if your mind isn’t clear.” You advised before letting your eyes close again. “Follow my lead.”

She straightened her back and closed her eyes. 

“Let every thought clear from your mind.” You told her. “Let your breathe slow like the winds, and focus on nothing. Empty your head like the sands in an hour glass. Focus on the feeling of peace it brings you.”

Your own breathing slowed with hers, you heard no fidgeting or pips from Dorea, so you assumed that meant it was working. You would have to mention that to Oberyn, meditation was hard for a child to actively take part in, doing so at such a young age was a fine skill for her to-

“What are you two doing?”

Dorea opened her eyes and cried out at her elder sisters question. “Obara you ruined it!” She whined, pointing an accusatory finger at the two SandSnakes. “I was doing so good and you messed me up!”

Obara and Tyene stood before you, both carrying weapons and on their way back to the palace from training. The pair had spotted you and Dorea, who was oddly quiet in their opinion, and decided to approach. 

Tyene smiled. “Messed what up?” She asked in a teasing voice.  

Dorea threw her hands in the air with a frustrated cry. “My mediation!”

“Meditation.” You corrected. “You two should join us. Calming the mind is a useful skill for warriors to have.”

Dorea threw her tiny arms around you and cried out. “No! I’m the only one who gets to mediate with you! Not them!”

Tyene nudged Obara with a grin. “What do you say? Shall we calm our minds?” You heard the subtle teasing in her tone and smiled. Though the sand snakes all thought kindly of you, you knew the eldest three thought little of you because you were a monk. A pacifist. A peacemaker who had no place among hot-blooded fighters like those in Dorne. 

“I’m afraid I will have to decline.” Obara answered with a tilt of her head. “Silly breathing exercises will not better my fighting, actual training will.”

The pair began to walk off as you pseudo-whispered to Dorea. “Don’t worry Dorea.” You knew that your ‘whisper’ was actually loud enough for them to hear. “I think they're just worried that you’re better at meditating than them.”

Dorea giggled into her hands and you winked. As their footsteps grew closer you looked behind you and smiled. 

“Oh? Have you decided to join us?”

Obara set her spear down before sitting on the grass, her sister following suit as they crossed their legs like yours. 

“We don’t have much planned for the rest of the day.” She responded coolly. “Besides, my father says it’s good to try new things.”

You closed your eyes and tried to hide the victorious grin growing on your face. 

Their competitive spirit made it all too easy to trick them. 

It was an hour later when you opened your eyes once more, the girls had fallen completely silent a few minutes prior, and if the heavy weight against you was what you thought it was. They weren't meditating. 

A loud snore rumbled from your left and you bit back a laugh. 

They were sleeping. 

Dorea’s head laid against your lap, mouth open and drooling against your trousers. Obara was slumped against your side, occasionally she’d murmur, nuzzle your shoulder, and then settle once more. Tyene laid sprawled out in the grass, one arm tucked under her head and another on her stomach. 

“So this is where you all have been.” Oberyn’s smooth voice broke the silence, you turned your head to see him and Ellaria standing at the entrance of the garden with a fond smile. 

“They wished to learn meditation.” You told him in a hushed tone, mindful of the sleeping sand snakes around you. “Though I’m not sure how useful the lesson ended up being.”

“Anybody who is able to calm Dorea is victorious.” Ellaria reached out a tucked a hair behind her daughter’s ear. “Trust me.”

“Yes well, I would have told you where we were but um-” You shifted slightly, which caused Obara to grumbled and leaned against you more. “I’m a bit stuck at the moment.”

Ellaria smiled, letting her slender fingers trail from her daughter face to yours. “It would seem so.”

Oberyn sat down on the grass, pulling his paramour down with him. They looked positively ethereal. Bronze skin looking almost gold under shine of the bright sun. 

Thoughts crossed your mind that you quickly pushed away. You were their friend, their advisor. Not their lover.

No matter how much you longed for it to be true. 

“They care for you greatly.” Oberyn moved Tyene’s head from the grass to his lap, his daughter curled against him without waking up. His eyes settled on you and you felt on display to the Red Viper and his lover. Like they could see into your very soul. 

“They see me as a stray.” You smiled at Dorea, who nuzzled her head against your lap with a sleepy smile. “Some little creature who needs to be protected.”

“They see you as family.” Ellaria correct you. “We all do.”

“You are a woman who controls the winds and rides a flying beast, large enough to eat a man whole if he pleases.” Oberyn let the rest of his body fall back onto the ground, eyes squinted and grinning up at you. “They know well of your strengths, and admire you for not using them on others. We all do.”

You blamed the flame under your skin on the sun rather his words. “I care for them as well, for all of you truthfully.” 

Ellaria leaned forward, tilted your head up before cradling your face on her smooth hands like you were made of glass. “We care for you as well, gentle monk.”

“I-” you swallowed the lump in your throat. “I care for you much more than a simple advisor should.” 

She chuckled, letting her thumb run along your bottom lip. “I know.”

“We would go to war for you.” Oberyn spoke. His head sat on his hand as he watched Ellaria caress you. “Spill blood for you.”

You turned to him as his partner in life and love leaned forward to press her lips to your neck. “I would never ask that of any of you.”

“We know, sweet one.” She purred, her lips just inches away from you. “It is why we love you so much.”

Since you were young, meditation was the once way to empty your mind and find peace. But when the dornish woman in front of you pressed her lips to yours, your mind went blank faster than it ever has before. 

[ahomeboylives]

hiii kaitlynn. don't mind me if this is annoying but i would like to hear more about irma? 🥺💗👉🏾👈🏾

KAUSAR HELLO i was so excited to see this! i have made a long post so it’s going under a read more but omg💗💜💗

and if anyone wants to know more beyond what i put here PLEASEEEE lmk what you wanna know i’d love to talk more abt irma 🥺

irma morlen!

very basics: half elf -- human dad (iaven), elf mom (kenia), second-born, w/ 4 brothers (eldest to youngest; alren, fuluin, and the twins, ayllisar and delsaran). her parents own a music shop in lushpool (d&d maps i love u… i think this city, from how i understood, would be equivalent to like maybe somewhere in italy on the sea thereabouts? looks about how you expect: lush gardens and greenery walls, breezy, bright, etc.)  which they own the area above and live there as well. 

her affinity toward music was realized when she was young, because guests always seemed to be relaxed and reported feeling incredibly rested after the times that irma joined in on her instruments. her parents were very inclined toward nurturing her magical ability, and therefore had her train with a bard that lived nearby (thus far, this bard is unknown to me! i have no idea who this bard is but idk im inclined to claim a jack black-like figure… fundamentally clashing with her reserved nature, but meshing VERY well with her weirdness). 

she met lyanna when they were somewhat young, and clicked immediately. lyanna was more outgoing, but not outspoken (family involved in local politics, meaning she’s been in diplomatic settings forever and understands what is expected of her). i like to think one day their lessons with the bard were overlapped and they just got on really nicely. HOWEVER…………… lyanna did die under mysterious circumstances. like.. nobody really knows wtf went down. (at first w/ this i was like, ‘oh this should be a the bridge to terabithia/my girl situation’ where like, the one who dies went to do something that the pair were supposed to do together but then for whatever reason they don’t? but then i was like ‘:o what if we go for a mysterious disappearance?’ but she’s 10 years older and still doesn’t know where lyanna is, in the case of disappearance, but talks to her ghost/spirit/afterimage? idk. I’ll figure it out someday! maybe it’ll change per story i tell or smth)  

yeah so basically the death of her best friend (and maybe love of her life) is like, the biggest upheaval of her life. she doesn’t know how to navigate it and neither does any of her family, because they have never had someone incredibly dear to them die suddenly with no chance of closure. they all understand loss. her mother’s loss of connection to her elven family, her father understands the loss of elders and neighbors, but none of them know the depth of this loss. this causes a rift, where irma finds it hard to connect with her family despite the love she holds for them. as a result, a few months pass and irma decides that she needs to sail, and thus begins her sailor background. she meets saren mostana (the cousin of another one of my characters!!! :O ) and sails for a few years. eventually she finds that she’s enjoying her time in neverwinter (our good ol’ generic starting point for adventuring) where she finds a group that she quite appreciates, and begins furthering her musical magic. 

she’s not a stereotypical bard, partially out of me not wanting to play up the stereotype with the group i was playing with but mostly because that stereotypical behavior just didn’t mesh with my view of her. this means she doesn’t really use vocals above humming, and also she’s charismatic in the fact that she’s just really kind with resting sad face so people just trust her and she can engage in conversations smoothly (not easily!!! but smoothly).

for ppl who are into d&d, her age in adventures that I have her in is ~27, and she’s 6th level, but i really want to try and figure her out in an urban fantasy setting! and i have recently changed her from a college of lore to a college of creation bard! :)

oddly fitting ‘irma’ name meanings found on google (learnt today because i name characters mostly willy-nilly lol): Germanic ‘world, whole, universal’; Georgian ‘deer’, and Arabic ‘universal, constant movement’

motifs: yellow, water, antlers (which was before i knew the georgian meaning of ‘irma’!), music obv, lost love, ghosts

big songs from her playlist:

the bug collector by haley heynderickx 

career day by keaton henson

liability by lorde

good grief by hayley williams

all i want by kodaline

(if you’re interested in more songs lmk i’ll share the playlist!!! just dont want a direct link here bc it has my name attached)

random note i found: “irma stuff: you are but a shadow of a memory. in my head you are always here but you are not a ghost protecting me. you are simply a shadow. an afterimage.” which I KNOOWOWWWWWWW is some will graham in dolce influenced bullshit but YEOWCH :(

and here are two picrews of her :~) i just think these ones are fun but i have more too aldjjdj this is the link to this one tho!!!!

[mollysfoundfamily]

where's part 2 of Mff (molly found family) halloween?

Right here right now on spoopy day itself!!

Ramsey decided too put on a little haunted house for the neighborhood kids. And an actually scary one too!! He got Zora to age the house into a creepy shack and everything!!  He painted himself like a zombie and used his gold healing ability to detach his limbs and have them scurry around and grab at the kids!!! But the Piece de resistance has to be the ugly screaming statue Head you have to brave in order to get candy at the end. But they’re full sized candy bars and you can take as many as your brave enough to grab so it’s so worth it!! 

Except for these few extra stubborn kids who seem to refuse to get scared (some kids from Molly’s class specifically Stink) normally he would take that as a compliment but they keep taking all the candy before the others!! Looks like he’s gonna have to use more drastic measures...

Mera and indus decide to go trick or treating because neither of them really got to do when they were little but if anyone asks it’s for kids in the hospital mera was one of those kids so she knows it’ll work!!

But Indus Is still kinda new to Halloween and still can’t tell what exactly are people in costumes and what are real ghouls!!! The elders back home used to tell spooky stories about this time of year how evil spirits like werewolves and vampires would haunt the earth!! And he’s still a little spooked

And by a little every time an even remotely scary looking costume gets near her he screams grabs lady Mera and barriers who ever it is as hard as he can!  Zora seems to be pretty superstitious too Ramsey offered to let her help with the haunted house but as tempting as traumatizing children is she has other plans.....

Meanwhile mera is getting pretty fed up with Indus’s freak outs and is seriously considering calling the whole thing off if he can’t get the idea that there are no real monsters threw his thick skull!!  indus feels really really bad for ruining Halloween for her and decided to give her some space for a minute and goes off the eat sad candy in the woods. When he hears a weird rustling in the bushes....

Indus: hello is anyone AHH WEREWOLF!!!!- wait oh ho ho that is a very god costume my friend but I will not be fooled again my lady explained that werewolves are not- hey HEY THAT CANDY IS FOR MY LADY STOP!!!!  mera begins begins to feel kinda bad for scolding Indus and goes to find him (and all their candy) when she hears a weird howling sound!!

Mera: Indus... come on quit messing around...I sorry I got mad... please come out.... AAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Something big and Harry  razor sharp claws and fangs comes charging out of the bushes at her knocking her to the ground.... and covers her with puppy kisses as she giggles uncontrollably!!! 

Mera: No!! No!! Hahaha!!! Stop!! Stop!! It tickles!!! Hahaha!!!!!!.... *notices the big goofy puppy smile and the markings on the beast that look just like Indus’s tattoos*... are you serious. 

Indus is apparently a WereDog now.  all things considered he’s honestly not that different he still does whatever she wants sit, lay down, roll over, the whole nine yards. His barking is just as loud as his battle cries and he can still somehow use his epithet.  He immediately lays down bully rubs and good pets from his lady she’s kind hesitant because HOLY SHIT HER BOYFRIEND IS A WEREWOLF. But how can she resist that cute little puppy face!!!!! He’s so fluffy and warm too!!! His tail wags uncontrollably as she does!!! Mera can’t help but AWWWW!!!! She could get used to this  Meanwhile Zora’s been busy tracking down the werewolf number one and is hot on his trail... “there you are big boy” 

A bullet suddenly wizzes out of the bushes and grazes Indus’s fur!!! He yowls in pain as the sliver blisters his skin before grabbing mera by the collar and dashing out as fast as he can!!!!!  zora immediately gives chase not realizing it’s actually Indus!!! They both stampede throw the neighborhood bullets flying kids screaming!!! And Mera just trying not To get dropped!!!! They run into a grave yard and Zora gets a little idea..... 

While all this is going on ramsey has been spending the whole night just trying to scare these unscareable kids but nothings working!!!! It’s been driving him nuts and he’s about ready to give up when something starts coming towards them in the distance 

Upon closer inspection he finds it to be a giant werewolf and a cat girl fighting off a pack of recently resurrected cowboy zombies.... NOPE. He pulls the kids in a closed the door!! They slam into it over and over from the battle threading to tear right through!! The fighting breaks down a section of the wall trapping them on some spot!! The kids are freaking out and cry screaming!!!  He was scared to use them at first but some of percy must have been rubbing off on him because he actives his new shape changing powers (see some of my other Headcannons) and turns into a giant gold half man half rat monster and tackles the creatures on the other side!!!!! It’s a beautiful horrible display of terror and the kids have peed their pants watching it.  suddenly gun shots ring out silencing everything and seconds later Indus starts to revert back to normal Ramsey suddenly realized who does fighting and shrinks down too the zombies all fall away and return to dust.... 

“Got im!!” Zora comes out of the woods with the body of an unconscious naked old wolf lookin dude over her shoulder and a smoking gun.  apparently it wasn’t a real werewolf it was a guy with the EPITHET werewolf that could temporarily turn anyone else into one with a bite! He had quite the bounty on his head and she had been hunting him for weeks and he bit Indus to try and through her off!!  Her and Ramsey both apologize profusely to Indus and even more to mera for sweeping her up in all that.

The kids tell Ramsey that was the scariest thing they ever say but now flinch away when he tries to give them the candy and then run away screaming... “okay okay.”  Zora: gotta say that was pretty impressive rat man... looks like I won’t have to go so easy on yah from now on... 

they then all agree that there are absolutely not real monsters of any kind in the world and decide the spent their denial  by eating Halloween candy untill they’re sick!! 

[cottage-babe]

Burning Scars part X

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whoops i missed two weeks of updating, sorry, concussion stuff :) im all good now tho so more! updating!

I changed the original story up a bit :)

Summary: Y/n, a werewolf from a hidden village, comes across Zuko and Iroh after being exiled. How has fate intertwined the wolf into the avatar’s destiny?

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Zuko’s been acting a little... weird lately. 

Well, let’s clarify something; Zuko always acts weird. But ever since the trio went into work that day, the boy had been on edge. 

Y/n was standing at the tea station, just leaning against the wall and spacing out. Iroh was beside her, humming a small tune as he prepared the next batch of tea. Then, the boy quickly walked up to them in panic. 

“Guys, we have a problem.” He said as he set the teacups he was holding onto the table. “One of the customers is on to us. Don't look now but there is a girl over there at the corner table.”

Y/n snapped out of her daydream and looked over to the person Zuko was talking about. It was a pretty girl; she had long dark hair pulled into two braids and a sappy smile on her face. Instantly Y/n knew that she wasn’t suspicious of anything. 

“Didn’t I say don’t look?!” Zuko whispered and dragged both of his companions arms to turn away. 

A laugh almost escaped Y/n’s mouth as she shared a look with Iroh. “You know Zuko, I think you’re right, I’ve seen her here a lot.”

The clueless teen nodded his head and furrowed his brows. 

“Seems to me she has quite a little crush on you.” Iroh laughed and went back to whatever it was that he was doing. 

Zuko let out a ‘what?’ and Y/n sighed in response. She had to keep reminding herself that she and the other boy were nothing remotely close to romantic. If anything was learned from last night, they were just friends; family, at most. And she was okay with that, honestly. She had so many issues with him that it probably wouldn’t even work out. But still, she couldn’t deny the fact the Zuko might’ve been the topic of her daydream just moments ago. 

Y/n resumed her position of leaning on the wall. She watched as the ‘mysterious’ girl walked up to the counter and began to talk to Zuko flirtatiously. The girl introduced herself as Jin and payed for her drink. 

“Thank you and ... well, I was wondering if you would like to go out sometime?” Jin asked with a hopeful gaze. 

Zuko paused in bewilderment and it almost made the poor girl regret her request. Y/n wasn’t going to butt in, she really wasn’t, but soon she decided that it was for the best. Maybe if she helped him get in a relationship, it would help her get over her slight (once again, very very slight) feelings over him. 

“He’d love to.” Y/n responded for Zuko. 

The boy looked around his shoulder and sent the wolf a questioning glare, but she just sent him a smile and turned to help Iroh make some tea.

My job here is done. 

Jin and Zuko talked a bit more and ended with her saying that she’d meet with him at sundown. That meant that for the rest of the day Zuko chatted nervously with Y/n and Iroh, giving off mixed feelings between ‘I don’t want to go’ and ‘should I dress nice?’. Y/n let Iroh do all the talking, she wasn’t too much of an expert in that area.

When she was in her pack, Y/n wasn’t exactly popular among the boys. They mainly drifted her to strong, beautiful sister and the girl wasn’t bothered by it too much. She had a few crushes here and there, but that was about it. Nothing was ever acted on. 

So hearing that this was Zuko’s first date relieved her to an extent; at least she wasn’t the only one who’d gone this long without being in a relationship. But there was the other part that nagged her a bit, the fact that Zuko was having his first date; with a stranger none the less. 

Quit all this feeling stuff, it’s getting annoying. 

Y/n may or may not have been giving Zuko a form of silent treatment for the day. If he ever asked her anything, she answered, but other than that, she never intimated any conversation. There wasn't any particular reason (lies), but it certainly didn't go unnoticed by her roommate.

"Hey, uhh.. if you don't think that I should go, I won't." Zuko said randomly on their break.

Y/n's eyes furrowed in confusion. "I literally answered her for you, Lee. If anyone is being hesitant, it should be you."

"So," he began. "Your not bothered? At all?"

There was this weird look in the boy's eyes, something of... Hope?

That's weird.

"Listen, if you need advise or something, Iroh will probably be your best bet." The werewolf laughed awkwardly.

He just sighed and went back to work.

When closing time was coming and there were hardly any customers left, Zuko and Iroh went to the backroom to prepare. Y/n didn’t really pay attention to what they were doing; she just assumed that they were cleaning up any dirty bits he picked up or making him smell better. 

That was why when Zuko walked out into the dining room with his hair slicked back ridiculously, Y/n couldn't hold back the snort that escaped her. Why would Iroh do this to him? Some revenge she didn’t know about or something?

Zuko glared at her and she just masked up her laughter as a cough. “You look great!” She even put a thumbs up to try an convince him of her lie.  He just rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, slowly opening the door of the restaurant. By that time, the few remaining people had filtered out and it was just the three of them. 

When the view of Jin came, even Y/n couldn’t hold back her gasp. 

The young girl was really quite beautiful. Her braid was fixed and she had a youthful enthusiasm to her features. It was a beautiful contrast to the adult life that Y/n and Zuko were thrown into. 

Jin’s eyes widened at the boys new look and laughed, saying something clever to him. Zuko just shut the door so his two roommates wouldn’t listen in on their conversation. 

“He’s growing up so fast,” Iroh jokingly sniffled and wiped a fake tear. 

Y/n laughed and nodded her head. I hope he’s nice to her. 

The werewolf turned and returned to the backroom so she could put her apron away. She assumed that Iroh was following, so she didn’t bother waiting. 

“So,” She began, “what should we do tonight?” Y/n began to wave her arms around dramatically. “Get some food? Watch a play?”

She was really looking forward to tonight. Now they didn’t have Zuko here constantly breathing down their necks (”We don’t have enough money for that!!” “Why buy that when you can buy this!” it got a little redundant at times). 

Iroh slid his apron off and chuckled. “Oh no no... I’m far too old to have fun at night.” 

Y/n deflated. To be fair, the sun hadn’t fully set yet. “I mean... I guess we could read at home?” 

He shook his head once more and turned toward the werewolf. “Just go have fun, meet new people. Don’t let someone like me slow you down!”

She pouted. Why does he think that time spent with him is wasted? She has plenty of fun hanging out with the sweet uncle! Y/n looked at his happy, aged face and observed his truthfulness. She knows that he just wants her to have fun, but still...

“Just go, Y/n, and I’ll see you back home tonight.” Iroh smiled. 

Y/n sighed, looking at Iroh one last time, before turning around and heading out the same door that Jin and Zuko left through. When the brisk air hit her, it felt different somehow. Maybe because this was her first time being out alone. She means this quite lightly, of course, but something about it still irked her. 

The sun was sorta bright out, but not much. 

It had set halfway, so the small beams were jutting out the tops of the building and the sky was painted the scene of fire. Oh, her and her love for sunsets. 

Y/n decided to pick a direction and walk. Honestly, in this part of the city, there weren’t many sights to see; everything interesting rested in the higher Rings since they could afford it. 

After a few minutes, the girl saw a stand selling sweets. She patted her pockets and brought out her tips from work. It wasn’t much, but definitely enough for the night. 

She paid for some iced treats; Popsicles of some kind. She wasn’t entirely sure which flavor to pick, so she went with her childish side and decided to buy two that she was interested in. 

As she continued her trip, Y/n stopped at a few places to watch things. Since night was approaching, shows were starting on random parts of the streets. People performed odd talents for money and it excited the girl; maybe she should do something like them, it seems fun. 

At some point, Y/n ended up at the entrance of a zoo. 

She was almost finished with the first ice cream in her grasp when she decided to enter the park. It seemed deserted and there was only one person at the front desk. 

“Umm, excuse me? Are you open?” Y/n asked since the worker was almost half asleep. 

The man jumped awake and looked around, startled. Then, his eyes landed on the girl’s curious figure. “Yes. Is it just you? Where’s your friends?”

Y/n pouted in response. “It’s just me, how much is it?”

She began to ruffle through her pockets, hoping that it was enough to see the animals, but the man waved a hand in the air.

“It’s fine, you can just go ahead. Just don’t feed the animals.” He said while looking suspiciously at the girl’s popsicles. 

Y/n nodded her head and smiled in thanks. Then, she went inside.

She wasn’t entirely sure why she wanted to be here; it would be hard for her to see captive animals when she herself was one (well, not caged, but you get the point). Her pack elders had informed her of zoos and used it to scare the kid wolves so they wouldn’t go and try to find humans. Of course, that never worked on Y/n and her siblings. She honestly just thought that it was fake up until this point. 

The werewolf walked around to each cell to observe the animals. It almost made her cry; they all just looked so lonely. Y/n couldn’t imagine how trapped they must feel in this small cage; a part of her was happy that she wasn’t in that situation, though. 

“They all look so sad.” 

Y/n turned around and was met with a young boy, possibly about twelve years old. He was bald with a blue arrow tattooed across his forehead and arms and held a long stick in his hands. The orange of his clothing made him standout against the dreary greys of the zoo. 

The girl looked at the animal across from them. It was a Rabaroo, an animal with long ears and bouncy legs. Y/n could hear small chirps coming from the pouch in her front, but she decided not to say anything. 

“She’s really hungry too, I can tell.” Y/n said as she walked up closer to the cage. 

The poor animal was almost pleading for help. She had a thought that the Rabaroo knew what she was, a predator, but still asked for help. These animals must be really desperate. 

The boy joined her. “I wish there was something I could do, but I’m not sure how to help.”

Y/n nodded her head in agreement. When she got this feeling in the past (before they entered Ba Sing Se with their Ostrich-Horses), she found a solution; to just let them go and be free. Now, however, she just felt helpless.

Instead, she just looked at the boy and held out the other ice treat in her hand. “Do you want one? I can’t finish both.”

He got a childish excitement in his eyes and grabbed the treat. Y/n smiled back at him, maybe something good can come from today. 

“I’m Aang, I’m looking for my lost Sky Bison.” Aang said as he began licking to Popsicle. 

“Y/n,” she introduced herself while thinking, what the Spirits is a Sky Bison? “I'm just wandering the city; thinking."

“Really?” He asked. “What are you thinking about?”

What was she thinking about?

There’s so much that should be on her mind right now; her future, how her family’s doing, how she’s doing, but for some reason the only thing that’s been scattered around her brain recently was Zuko. Something about him just seemed so.. spirits, she couldn’t even find the word for it. But it seemed like she was seeing him differently now.

“Oh, you're still here?"

Y/n and Aang turned to the voice that spoke. It belonged to the man at the front desk, the one that let her in for free.

"Do you know what's wrong with the animals?" Aang asked the owner, ignoring the rude phrase that he said.

"Well, the Dai Li won't give me any money because the kids stopped coming. And the kids won't come because my zoo's nasty and broke." The owner sighed. "I wish I could give all these animals the big, open space that they need."

Y/n frowned. He must have really good intentions, it's just the situation that makes him seem bad.

She met eyes with the younger boy to her side and was surprised to see the... Joy?

"Let's do it!" Aang yelled out, surprising both people beside him. "There's a big open space right outside the walls of the city!"

"But how do we transport them?" Y/n asked.

She was totally on board with the idea, it's just that it seemed a little... Impulsive. But she was talking to a child, though, and they always have such big ideas.

"Oh I'm really good with animals." The boy smiled. "Do you want to help me?"

The werewolf paused, thinking that maybe she shouldn't get involved in this event. But one look at the poor Rabaroo peering up at her with it's wide eyes made her cave in.

"You know... I'm pretty good with animals too."

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She was not as good as she thought she was.

Aang and Y/n separated because they needed to find a way to calm the wild animals running loose. The boy (spirits bless him) thought it was a fantastic idea to let all of the animals go at once; from the biggest animals to the smallest rats. It was wild.

And so here the werewolf was, chasing down a pair of Raccoon-Crows. Since the sun had set long ago, there weren’t a lot of people out. Most who enjoyed the liveliness of the night has had their fun and returned to the welcoming embrace of their beds. Oh, if only I stayed home to sleep.

“Get back here!” Y/n yelled as the birds flew off once again.

They seemed to look at her with a mischievous gleam in their eyes; waiting for her to get close before bolting off once again. It was getting very annoying.

She didn’t regret helping the young boy, especially since she might’ve gained a friend out of this. She only regretted not coming up with a better plan; or at least to wait until morning.

“AHHH!” A voice screamed off in the distance.

Y/n groaned and turned toward the yell, knowing that some animal was probably attacking some random citizen. What she didn’t expect though, was to run face first into Zuko and Jin’s date.

Jin had a hog-monkey climbing on her dress and Zuko was in full panic mode. He tried to help her push the animal off, but it seemed to have a steel grip on her. Luckily, they were alone in some fire lit plaza.

Y/n felt really awkward, especially with how private the area was. What would they need privacy for? She quickly pushed that out of her head though and whistled loudly to catch the Monkey’s attention.

The animal and the two teens looked at her in surprise. Y/n took out a treat that the Zoo Keeper had given her and waved it to catch the eyes of the Hog-Monkey. When it loosened it’s grip, she threw it as far as she could away from the group. Luckily, it jumped away in excitement.

“Y/n?!” Zuko exclaimed. Sighing in defeat, the werewolf slowly joined the duo.

Jin was still slightly frightened and was grasped onto the boy’s arm. Y/n pretended not to see it.

“Hey Lee. Fancy seeing you here?” She tried miserably as she scrunched her face up in discomfort. Maybe they’ll be able to cut this conversation short.

“Why aren’t you back home with Uncle?” Zuko said as his eyebrows squished together in anger. “What are you even doing out here?”

“I decided to go out too,” she explained quickly, “but listen, I met this boy and we’r-”

“A boy?!” He seemed to be fuming now. “You can’t just go around talking to random people.”

This made the werewolf (and Jin, but we’re kinda ignoring the sweet girl for a moment) raise her eyebrow in disbelief. He’s really out here, scolding her for making friends when he’s on a date with some girl he’s never met before. Does he ever think before he speaks?

“I-” Y/n paused and took a deep breath to calm herself. “You know what? We’ll talk about this later. I think we’re both busy at the moment.” 

Zuko glanced at his date and the werewolf used that distraction as an excuse to leave. She ran off in the direction of the Hog-Monkey, hoping that it hadn’t run too far and purposefully ignored the boy who yelled in protest behind her. Stupid Zuko and his stupid anger issues. 

When she got far enough, she slowed to a walk and looked around. The monkey must’ve gotten away because it was nowhere in sight. 

“Hog-Monkey.... c’mere monkey, I have treats.” Y/n spoke loudly out into the dark streets of Ba Sing Se. 

She hoped that the animal would hear her words and come barreling toward her, but she was only greeted with silence except for the soft footsteps coming from a lady walking down the street. Besides for the lady, the entire street was empty and no other animal was in sight. 

That was when she heard it. 

A high pitched ringing noise that rattled her bones and made her brain shrink in protest. It was louder than anything she’d ever heard before. It wasn’t the noise that was painful, no no, it was the feeling of being ripped apart that did. 

The noise, for some reason, caused the werewolf in Y/n to go absolutely crazy. It was fighting the girl; desperately trying to shift into its natural skin so it could run toward the ringing. 

Y/n hunched herself over and groaned out in pain. She looked at her hands and saw it shifting between claws and human hands; she could only imagine what the rest of her body was doing. 

“Are you alright, sweetie?” 

The transforming-girl looked up to meet the eyes of the lady who was on the street. Her eyes were filled with worry, but slowly changed into something of fear.

Before the werewolf could do something to hurt the kind woman, Y/n bolted down an empty alley. Spirits, what is happening to me?

She leaned against the dirty wall and tried to catch her breath, but her wolf just kept clawing at her, desperately trying to escape. She punched the wall, leaving a fist-sized dent (her mind just brushed it off as her wolf power, but that was weird, right?). Then, while the ringing noise still blasted through her ears, she felt her snout slowly grow out of her face; a growl of effort roaring through the alleyway. 

The young girl wanted to cry. Why couldn’t she control herself right now? She was used to the pain of transforming, she had done it all of her life, but she’d never experienced the pain of her two natures battling. It was something entirely different.

The seconds that were passing seemed like hours.

All she could think was, when will the ringing stop?

Soon, she didn’t have the power to hold it back anymore. Her human body was weak and she hated herself for it. She let her werewolf grow into its natural size, towering above her normal height. She felt her clothing rip until it was just strips of fabric on on the floor. 

The ringing stopped, but her wild mind remembered where the sound came from and began its run there. 

Fortunately (although, its also very unfortunate), her journey was ended when something sharp pierced through the skin on her neck. Her dark eyes jumped around until it landed on the fearful lady from the street shaking beside a group of men.  

Y/n felt a sudden drowsiness come over her and her large body fell limp to the floor despite it’s fighting. Just before the unconsciousness came over her, though, the green circle on the men’s chest became prominent in the moonlight.

Then, her world went dark.

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Dai Lee >:(

also Aang’s whistle thing >:(

 i know that this is a VERY slow burn, but maybe some... couple-y stuff in the next few chapters? we’ll see ;)

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episode 8:

I once saw a fan recommend stop watching at episode 32 because they felt that the preres storyline was perfect and anything after was too confusing to be worth it. baffling to me. now I know the postres storyline was hard to follow but lets be fair. there is bullshit going on in both storylines (plus how could anyone want to skip the intimacy, the healing, the love, clearing his name, freedom, being an uncle, mentoring, coming full circle as an adult with support and a new life, and also the story conflict resolution??? like WHAT??)

anyway from what I can gather, the dancing goddess woke up 20 (TWENTY) years ago and attacked the wens, including young wq and wn (making them late and mid twenties in current arc which is obviously absurd), and wen ruohan subdued her, took her yin iron (is that how he discovered it?) and chained her up

present day wen chao, in order to attack lwj (and wwx), breaks the binding array and the chains and sets her on the community. wwx and lwj bind her again (in the next ep) and when postres storyline happens, wwx is surprised to see her unleashed again. nhs unleashed her? or pretended to? the thing that attacked them wasn’t really there?

I completely forgot about that scene when wen chao comes in to harass lxc. the implication that he either turns into the dire owl and flies away or is carried away by the dire ow is likely unintentional, but very intriguing nonetheless. like, wasn't he just in qishan?

seeing lxc visibly worried about lwj is such a wonderful scene. lwj’s connection to his family is one of the few things he cares about besides wwx so it’s always nice to remember, gives him some depth. and I’m very fond of lxc’s older-brother concern for him. like, he’s loved, you know? he’s loved.

anyway, cute character moments, but not as many as last episode. im so impatient for the indoctrination camp/sunshot/BM arcs they’re so so good and here we are watching wwx and lwj fight a statue. there’s not even any tender moments

jc mocking wwx for being unmasculine and liking rabbits would it kill him to be nice for once in his life why is he always such a dick. I know why but also ugh this is why people can’t stand you jc

then later sneaking out to help wwx....with that beautiful smile too. truly do think it adds to the story that jc smiles like that maybe four or five times but they look so gorgeous every time

do not throw rabbits!!! they are delicate!!!

“they can’t be happy if we take them away from their family” if I think too hard about who this line applies to I will get really sad

wwx writing a smiley face on his “I ran away to night-hunt lol” note is so cute what the hell. he’s so cute this age. he asked the bunnies what they thought about lwj’s treatment of him. like hey bunnies, we’re friends, right? we’re friends? elder lan yi said so. we’ve been through battles together and now we have a quest together and he’s my match and unlike anyone i’ve ever met before and I just want to be with him etc. etc.

to be fair, lwj is really hard to read

he said bye to the bunnies though omg...

wq is so smart i love her. her whole lack of reaction when wen chao accused her of having a crush on wwx or lwj. buddy thats a lesbian she just has a conscience.

shame we never see the flower lady

“brother wei, we’re just the same” BI BUDDIES

nhs and wwx are friends for shenanigans but wwx clearly doesn’t take him very seriously and sees him as someone who needs protection, he seems genuinely annoyed that nhs is barging in on his soulmate hero quest with lwj

when wwx scared lwj with the mask it was actually a very clear case of the microexpression acting. I think people call a lot of lwj faces microexpressions when he’s literally not making any kind of expression at all but this one was definitely there, just subtle.

have I mentioned yet how little I like lwj’s teenage wig because it looks so bad. makes him look like an asshole. and teen lwj is kind of an asshole. anyway I think it looks bad

wwx is wearing hairpieces though! I don’t think he does that in any later arcs

stoic love interests are so hard to do well. the only other example of someone acting this well with so little expression of joy is colin firth’s darcy from bbc pride and prejudice. I know for a fact the man didn’t smile the entire miniseries, until the very final shot when they were driving away in the wedding carriage together. it’s not easy, but he pulled it off! like lwj, a ton of his acting is in the eyes and in his body language and gestures, as well as character development through action. cool stuff.

the technique that wwx uses to save lwj in the cave is his binding/bonding thing he invented that he was talking about right?

god these fight scenes are not what I’m here for can we skip to the soulful stares. I’ve been living in postcanon too much in my head, I just want to be there already. but it’s a journey. it’s a journey