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vbecker10 · 8 months ago

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Loki's Silent Sentry (Part 1)

Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7

Pairing: Loki x female reader (y/n)

Summary: You are not just a soldier in Asgard's Royal Army, you are Lieutenant Y/L/N, Prince Loki's personal guard, his sentry and you are not supposed to fall in love with him. If you followed your training properly, you should never have even spoken to him. As a sentry, you are expected to remain silent and invisible as you shadow your appointed member of the royal family or member of the court protectively throughout their daily tasks.

Rumors (that happen to be true) begin to circulate through the palace that you serve the younger prince of Asgard both outside and inside his chambers. There is little you can do once word of your off duty activities spread through every maid, cook, gardener and seamstress in the palace. You soon find even the soldiers in your own company are now questioning how exactly you had come to earn your seemingly quick rise to lieutenant.

As the annual Winter Solstice Ball approaches, you come to the heartbreaking realization that your relationship with Loki must come to an end if you are both to fulfill your duties.

Warnings: Angst, arguing, Thor being an absolute ass, Odin being a terrible father

A/N: I did some googling quickly for military terms and ranks (since I have no previous knowledge of them) as well as some basic information about the royal guards in England. I took some of what I found interesting and then made up most of the rest to fit what I needed for my story so there will be some similarities. Also... I haven't written anything in like a year (maybe longer) so be nice please 💚💚

You stand at constant attention in silence outside of Prince Loki's private office. You listen to the birds singing through the open window across the hall from where you are posted and wonder how long you could go without making a sound. You have been trained by the Royal Army for years to remain silent, vigilant, always listening and watching your surroundings for anything dangerous or out of the ordinary. You are always on guard, ready to protect Prince Loki should the need arise. Not that someone with his fighting skills or magic would need protection from a simple soldier like you. You were assigned this post purely because it was customary for each member of the royal family to have a sentry, whether they actually need one or not.

Your attention is drawn to the sound of footsteps approaching from your left. You are unable to determine how many people are coming but judging by their pace and heavy boots, they are most likely all soldiers. Commandant Thorn, the soldier in charge of your company, makes his way down the hall at a steady pace. He is followed by your captain, Captain Skye who is holding a leather bound book containing the names of all the sentries and their current posts. Trailing the two older men, are four low ranking soldiers you can't remember the names of.

The group of soldiers comes to a stop in front of you and your fellow guard and you both salute your commanding officers. "Lieutenant Y/L/N," Captain Skye says, opening his book for a moment. He closes it and looks up at you, "Prince Loki will of course be attending the Winter Solstice Ball. You will be required to escort him to the ballroom and remain on guard there until he dismisses you for the evening."

You nod in response, carefully hiding the heavy emotions you have surrounding the upcoming ball. The soldiers move on and you are left alone with the other guard again. She says nothing to you and even if you were allowed to speak, you know Sergeant Sands wouldn't talk to you. She is not your friend, none of the members of the Royal Guard are your friends. It wasn't always this way though, it is only since you were promoted to the rank of lieutenant that the guards you work with began to distance themselves from you.

You had been assigned to Prince Loki for three months when you were promoted from sergeant to lieutenant. Your fellow soldiers immediately assumed the young prince had a hand in it as he did little to hide how he favored you over the other guards who were previously assigned to him. The rumors about you spending the night in Loki's chamber instead of guarding it flowed through the palace soon after. You adamantly denied these rumors and any favoritism from the prince but it was a wasted effort. It also happened that the rumors were true to a point.

The door to Loki's office opens and you stand at attention as the court accountant exits, holding several rolls of paper and mumbling to himself. Sargeant Sands follows him without any orders needed, she is his sentry and will go where he goes. As she walks past by, she glances at you with what can only be described as a look of disgust. You look down at your boots, fully aware of what she is thinking.

You wait quietly for Loki to open the door again but you know him, he will want to read through all of his notes from today before he finalizes his meeting schedule for tomorrow. You have roughly half an hour until he will be done, half an hour to stand here and think about the dreaded Winter Solstice Ball.

Another half an hour later, as expected, Loki opens the door and walks out. Waving his hand towards the door, he uses his magic to seal the room. He smiles warmly at you and you smile back at him for the first time today. This was your favorite part, the part where the sun goes down and Loki frees you from your constant silence.

He touches your cheek softly and leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back but pull away quickly as you hear footsteps approaching. You step away from Loki and stand at attention as Prince Thor comes around a corner. You keep your eyes straight ahead but you can feel Loki stiffening next to you, he and his brother get along much better when they are at court than they do in private.

The brothers greet each other politely and you silently wish the older prince would simply continue on his way but it doesn't seem likely. Your attention shifts to the window across the hall from you again, you can just barely glimpse the sunset over the tall evergreen trees in the distance. You know Loki will tell you if he and Thor discuss anything interesting so there is no need for you to listen to their conversation. The two of them continue for several long minutes before you realize Thor has said something to you.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N?" Thor says and you shake your head as you shift your focus.

"I'm sorry your highness, I was unaware you were speaking to me," you apologize. He had never spoken to you before and you were unsure why he would start now. Loki folds his arms across his chest and you feel uneasy at how annoyed he seems.

Thor laughs which does nothing to make you feel better. "I was wondering what it was about you that made you my brother's favorite," he says. "You must truly be special, a sentry's post typically only lasts three months, perhaps six at the most. You have been with Loki for how long now?"

You think for a moment before replying. You had been assigned to Loki for only a month before he first spoke to you and you had quickly become close friends. Three months after becoming friends with the prince, you slowly became more until you were completely in love with him.

"Fourteen months," you answer him in as few words as possible.

Thor looks at his younger brother with a smirk, "Fourteen?" Loki remains silent and you can tell his older brother is not even close to letting you leave soon. He turns his attention to you again, "So is it true then?"

"Is what true your highness?" you ask quietly.

"That you follow my brother's orders when you are wearing your armor and when you are not?" he laughs and his sentry smiles then looks towards the ground. "I could use a sentry like that, I grow tired of being followed by these shadows."

Loki's fist clenches but he answers Thor calmly. "Maybe if you learned your sentries name and weren't so insufferable to be around, they would remain at your service for longer than a month at a time," Loki says. "And you are the last person I would expect to listen to palace rumors. According to the most recent ones I've heard, you've slept with nearly half of the kitchen staff this month alone."

Thor smiles, proud of himself. You and Loki realize the stories you had overheard were true, if not understated. He explains, "That is why I assume the rumors of you and your little pet are true as well."

You find yourself in that brief moment wishing Loki would confirm everyone's suspensions. Not necessarily that you were sleeping together, that you were in love and wanted to be together. You know wishing for this is as useful as wishing it would rain gold. Once again you remind yourself that this is the way it will always be, until he marries a woman of high status and you are forgotten.

Instead of responding, Loki turns from his brother and walks down the hall towards the stairwell that leads to the royal family's chambers. You follow him silently, staying a few steps behind as always.

"Come now brother, I was merely joking," Thor calls from behind you but neither of you stop walking.

The two of you continue on in silence until you reach the top of the stairs and Loki's pace slows so he is walking next to you. His hand finds yours, his thumb gently stroking your knuckles. As soon as you feel his touch, you begin to relax.

"I'm sorry about my brother," he says quietly.

"His behavior isn't your fault," you reply. "And he is far from the first person to corner me about our relationship. I am used to denying the truth."

He stops, causing you to turn back towards him, your hand still holding his. He then takes a few small steps, closing the distance between you. Loki touches your cheek gently with his other hand. "I'm sorry Y/N," he tells you again. "I wish we didn't have to hide but you know there are some rules even I cannot break so openly. Maybe I should have hid my favoritism towards you better but I couldn't bear to have you reassigned. You mean too much to me."

You smile, "So I am your favorite sentry?"

He lets out a laugh, "You are my favorite person in the nine realms." You giggle at his answer and his fingers trail down your cheek until his thumb gently runs across your lips. He leans down to kiss you but just as his lips touch yours, you feel your heart jumps in your chest.

You hear several sets of footsteps and separate yourself from Loki in an instant. He looks down the hall as his mother, two of her maids and one guard come into view. She smiles brightly at both of you as she comes closer and you bow to the queen in respect. You find it hard to miss the side eye from her sentry or the whispers shared between her maids. Loki gives his mother a hug and wishes her a goodnight. She tells him to have a goodnight as well and continues on her way.

You and Loki walk off in the opposite direction towards his chambers and once you are alone again, Loki moves to take your hand but you flinch away. He looks hurt by your momentary rejection but he doesn't say anything. He knows how nervous you are about being seen touching him or speaking to him. You round the next corner and are flooded with relief as Loki's door finally comes into view. You fight the urge to smile, holding onto your composure as you've been trained.

Loki opens the door and steps inside, you follow him as you always do and he closes the door. He flicks his wrists towards you without a word and the heavy armor you wear over your clothing instantly settles itself neatly into a large chest. You take a few deep breaths, feeling as if most of the weight you have been carrying leaves you, but not all.

"Thank you your highness," you say out of habit.

"Please, never call me that in here," he reminds you gently. "In here I'm not a prince, I'm just Loki." He walks towards you and you don't realize you are moving away from him until your back hits the door and his body comes flush to yours. One hand settles on your hip while his other hand lifts your chin, causing you to look up at him. He continues, "And you are not Lieutenant Y/L/N, you are Y/N. The woman I am so deeply in love with." He smiles and you can't help but smile back at his words. All your worries vanish the instant his lips meet yours.

You lay in Loki's arms watching the sunlight fill his room through the sheer curtains. You try to memorize the sound of his slow, steady breathing and the feel of his heart beat against your back as he holds you even in his sleep. You inhale deeply and focus on deciphering every herb and oil Loki uses to keep his hair soft. Closing your eyes, you use your senses to bring an image of Loki's face into your mind and try to hold it there.

"What are you thinking about my love?" he asks in a sleepy voice. You open your eyes and shift closer to him, pulling his arms tighter around your body. "Y/N, what's wrong?" he asks, now much more awake.

You swallow hard, trying to find the words. You had been thinking about what you needed to do most of the night but now that it was time, you weren't sure you would be able to do it.

"I've told you, you can speak freely here," he says softly, urging you gently as always to speak your mind when you were with him. His fingers move slowly up and down your arm as he tries to comfort you without knowing what is causing your distress.

"I need to transfer to a new post," you tell him. You hear him inhale sharply as his fingers suddenly go still.

You stand outside Loki's office with Thor's new guard and two others in silence waiting for a very long meeting to conclude. You stifle a yawn and shift uncomfortably on your feet before regaining your composure. The tall guard standing across from you rolls his eyes while the woman next to him mumbles something that can only be about you.

It has been two days since you told Loki you wanted to transfer and you hadn't heard anything from your commanding officer. In the meantime, you decided to go back to sleeping in your assigned room at the soldiers quarters. You had forgotten how much you hated it there. The common areas are loud and there is little privacy, everyone is in everyone else's business. You barely leave your room, which is a surprise to no one. They wouldn't speak to you even if you did. You live in a world of utter silence surrounded by never ending noise.

You feel as if you are shattering from the inside out and you try to remind yourself that it needs to be this way. The two of you hid in his chambers as if it protected your relationship but it could never be real. How could it be when he could barely acknowledge your presence when in public. He is a prince and you are a soldier as were your parents, you were not high born. Loki is destined to marry the daughter of a council member and you will guard them and their children.

The door to Loki's office opens, you and the three guards stand at attention. Prince Thor walks out first, followed by two council members. They walk off in different directions, shadowed closely by their sentries but you remain, as always, at Loki's door.

You stare at the wall in front of you for what feels like eternity. Your mind wanders between your favorite memories from your brief time with Loki and the crushing weight of your current reality. You stand up straighter when you hear the door swing open and Loki steps out.

"Lieutenant Y/L/N," he says, "I need to speak with you."

You nod and follow him into his office, closing the door behind you. You stand motionless, taking in his office and how much it feels like him. The dark wood bookshelves crowded with leather bound books, the chair pulled close to the window so he can see the garden below when drinking his afternoon tea, the green and gold accents on various pieces of furniture.

You sigh to yourself as you follow him to his desk. He takes a seat and you stand across from him with your arms behind your back, waiting for him to speak first.

"Y/N," he says informally but you don't relax. "Your transfer to a new post was not approved."

"Can I ask why your highness?" you keep the formalities as you've been trained.

"The Winter Solstice Ball is in less then a week," he answers as if you could forget. "The Royal Guard seems to be too busy tightening security and preparing for everyone's arrival to complete your paper work at this time."

"Understood, your highness," you say. "I should return to my post." You turn to head back outside of his office.

"Wait," he calls and you freeze just before you reach the door. You hear him get up from his seat and walk around the desk. "Please stay, talk to me Y/N. I miss you so much it hurts."

"I can't," you say almost in a whisper

He touches your arm and you turn to face him, seeing the pain in his eyes. "I miss the way your laughter filled my chambers. I miss hearing you hum to yourself when you think I can't hear you. I miss the sound of your voice and how easy it is to talk to you," he says and you force down a smile and the urge to hold him tightly.

"I can't bear to be without you," he tells you and you want to tell him you can't be apart from him either but you remain silent for fear you'll lose your resolve completely. He strokes your cheek gently and you close your eyes as you lean into his touch. "I love you," he says.

"I love you too," you tell him, seeing a spark of hope light his eyes. You shake your head and take a step away from him, "But I can't do this. I'm sorry." Before he can say anything else you tell him, "It will only hurt more the longer we wait to end this."

"We don't have to end this, now or ever," he insists as he steps towards you. "I promise I will find a way for you to be mine, not just when we are hidden away, but always. You believe me, don't you?"

"I want to," you tell him truthfully. Loki had promised several times to find a way to marry you but you thought it was false hope. "But this isn't a fairytale my prince, we don't always get a happy ending."

You want to disappear into the marble floor, to be sucked into the wall behind you or simply vanish into thin air but you can't. Instead, you must stand perfectly still and silent as you watch the dancing and merriment around you. You momentarily wish you would go back to a time when you didn't feel an ache in your chest at the mere thought of another woman being in Prince Loki's arms. Shaking your head just slightly, you chase away the thought. As much as this hurts, you will always cherish the limited time you shared with him.

The music changes tempo as the first of seven courses comes to an end. Couples begin to take to the open floor in the center of the ballroom. Prince Thor and Prince Loki make their way to the group of single, eligible women awaiting them, each at a different pace. The older prince seems to now exactly which woman he would like to spend time with first. He offers his arm to her and declares her the most beautiful woman at the ball, causing her to blush and giggle. The younger prince takes his time walking to the crowd and simply takes the hand of the closest woman without so much as glancing at her. His lack of interest does little to dampen her excitement however.

The dozen or so women who were not chosen move away from the dance area and you have to hold back a groan as they gather directly in front of you to wait for a chance with one of the princes. You can't help but listen to them discuss which prince they think is better looking or who they would prefer picked them. The first song ends and the two princes each select another dance partner. Again, Prince Thor takes little time deciding who he wants while Prince Loki simply offers his hand to the first woman he sees. You can practically hear him sigh as she holds his arm and walks quickly to the dance floor.

As the second song begins, one of the women briefly looks at you over her shoulder before motioning towards you to her friends. Your ears go red with embarrassment as she tells them the rumors of your past relationship with Loki just loud enough that she knows you will hear. Of course she gets the ending wrong. She assumes, like everyone else, that the prince grew tired of you and banished you from his bed chambers. You had to admit, it seemed a far more likely story than the truth.

You shift your attention to the ceiling for a moment, hoping that counting the candles in the chandeliers will distract you from their stares and comments. You only count to twenty seven before the sound of a glass shattering draws your gaze back to the guests. A council member laughs loudly, clearly drunk already, as a servant cleans the wine glass from the dance floor.

Your eyes scan the room and easily find Loki at the center of the crowd, a third woman in his arms. Your drawn to his face, studying his features. He smiles at the woman as he twirls her and she giggles but she doesn't know him like you do. She doesn't know that's the smile he uses at court, not the smile he shows you. Showed you, you correct yourself. He glances away, not holding eye contact with her as they move effortlessly across the dance floor.

After the final course is served, the dance floor fills for the last time and you sigh with relief that the night is almost over. You shift on your feet, looking down for a moment when the chatter of the women in front of you begins again. Why must they stand here to wait, you think to yourself.

The princes once again make their way to their potential dance partners and Thor makes his pick quickly. Loki stands in front of the women for a moment and your eyes lock with his as he looks between them.

"Pardon me," he says politely to the crowd as he moves forward, slipping past the confused women. He makes his way towards you and your breath catches in your throat. He stands in front of you and holds out his hand. You look at him, stunned by his actions. He smiles when you don't move, "Will you dance with me, my love?" Still you remain silent, looking past Loki to see how much attention his actions have drawn. "Don't look at them," he says, touching your cheek softly as you look at him again.

You steady your nerves and place your hand in his. The moment his fingers close around yours, you are surrounded by a light cloud of green, shimmery smoke. When Loki's magic fades, you are wearing a flowing emerald green gown with golden trim, perfectly matching his dress uniform. Your hair has been restyled to hold a small gold tiara with short horns, mirroring the helmet he had worn during his entrance.

"Gods, you look gorgeous in my colors," he says with a wide smile, causing you to blush. "To be fair, you are always beautiful but now it is clear to everyone here that you are mine." You feel as if your heart might burst when he calls you his, he had said it before but only when you were hidden away.

Loki keeps his fingers interlaced with yours as he leads you to the dance floor, straight through the group of now very angry women. Some cross their arms, others give you dirty looks and several make rude comments as you pass. You pause before stepping onto the dance floor, the chatter and stares coming from the guests near you holding you back. He senses your hesitation and leans down to place a kiss gently on your cheek.

Your mind can barely begin to process what is happening as he takes you straight to the middle of the dance floor. He places one hand on your hip and you place your hand on his shoulder as you had done so many times over the last few months. You and Loki shared several secret dances in his chambers and his office, he found it difficult to listen to music sitting still.

He holds you close, his eyes never leaving yours while you dance between the other guests. You focus on how amazing it feels to be back in his arms, ignoring the strange looks and whispers that surround you. He twirls you gracefully and you spin back into him, giggling as you final feel at ease. As the song draws to a close, Loki spins you one final time. When he pulls you back to him, he leans down slightly and your lips meet his.

You smile up at him, hoping this isn't a dream when you see his mother approaching you. You take a step away from Loki but he keeps his hand on your waist, not letting you go too far. You bow to the queen and she says, "I think it is my turn to dance with my son."

You nod quickly in agreement and Loki let's go of you, his magic fading instantly as your armor reappears. You walk through the crowd with your head down and return to your post, once again wishing you were invisible. The women watch you, gossiping wildly as you pass again. You can only imagine what they are saying but they are not your biggest concern at the moment.

Anxiously, you watch Queen Frigga and her son move across the dance floor. You can't hear what they are saying of course, but you can tell by her expression that there will be consequences for his actions. As the song ends you see your captain approach you and your stomach drops. Loki will not be the only one to be punished for choosing you.

"The king had summoned you to the throne room," he says in a stern voice. You nod in acknowledgement and when you look back towards the dance floor, Loki and his mother are gone.

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minghaoslatina · 5 months ago

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THE DEAL WITH HOCKEY PLAYER 77

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university and hockey au

popular boy! seonghwa x good girl! reader x bad boy! san

warnings: cursing, food mentions, fluff, angst, alcohol, sex mentions, i have no knowledge of hockey, i have only read the deal by elle kennedy 😭, this has nothing to do with ateez in real life, each chapter will contain different warnings

quick summary: you only transferred universities to meet your online best friend, karina. you didn’t expect to meet handsome hockey players and fall for them. karina warned you about them, but you didn’t listen, of course. the popular star player from your new university wants you to tutor him, but his rival from another school wants your heart. is it cause he really wants it or is he trying to get a rise out of seonghwa for some reason?

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playlist 🎧 (the fic’s vibe—not in any order)

ditto by newjeans

training wheels by melanie martinez

love 119 by riize

butterflies by tyla

company by justin bieber

is there someone else? by the weeknd

cinnamon girl by lana del rey

collide by justine skye

it’s you by ateez san, wooyoung, and yeosang

take a bite by beabadoobee

mirrors by justin timberlake

labyrinth by taylor swift

valentine by laufey

bewitched by laufey

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part 1 coming next week

THIS HAS BEEN IN MY DRAFTS FOR TOO LONG

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taglist 💗

@hanni-bae44, @thunderous-wolf

#seonghwa x reader #san x reader #seonghwa #san #ateez #ateez fanfic #ateez fic #ateez series #ateez seonghwa #ateez san #seonghwa x y/n #san x y/n #seonghwa x you #san x you #ateez hockey au

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mmmelahii · 28 days ago

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Mel audiodrama rec list!

I'm gay sad and picky, read into that how you may - in no real order - heed each show's TWs

RED VALLEY!! LOVE THIS SHOW TO DEATH. Great beginner audiodrama, such excellent audio and writing and chemistry and woayfhhtm. Cried a lot. A good amount of existential dread. Ough

Woe.begone: lots of wbg brainrot as of late. Genuinely the most scary podcast ever to me - but only if you think about it. Don't get too attached to the ARG format of the first season. Its long, a mind fuck, and not for everyone. It took me 2 tries over a year and a half to lock in properly. Best consumed in a binge as to keep the plot threads fresh in mind. Great discord server <3 cried a lot too

The Grotto: Wbg has great music but Grottos hits different. It makes me want to teeth. I adore the writing personally, but be OK with your pov character sort of being a toxic person. He's trying he really is. This show portrays nuances of grief and mental health issues so well imo. Also great discord server <3

The Kingmaker Histories: Very very charming writing and world building. The world building is alternate history in a way that the fantastical elements occur to you naturalistically as you listen. Lovely lovely cast. Self aware about its tropes and excellently uses em to their advantage. Acknowledges a lot of the darker facets of history in an almost satirical manner to its absolute benefit

The Bright Sessions: Was actually my first full audiodrama! Was obsessed with it for a while. A good comfort listen imo, it's character chemistry is definitely a strong suit; a very human look at fantastical people

Fawx & Stallion: Narm-y but so genuinely charming. I absolutely love the casting choices, I think they're all so perfect for the characters. I'd almost call it a satire played straight, where the main characters behave in nearly caricature levels of eccentricity, but their consequences are shockingly grounded. It's pleasant! Can't wait for the next season

Ethics Town: I'm a philosophy sociology student, legally cannot not recommend. It subverted my expectations for what the format of the story would be tbh! In a neutral way, it just took me by surprise the first time. The world building is very fun and relatively unique, it gets you attached in a way that can really make your stomach drop

The Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality: SO GOOD AND SO SLEPT ON!! I loved this show so much, its one of those that leave you craving for something to hit you the same way it did. One of my favourite anthology shows, mainly because of how interlinked the over all plot is to all of it, all while keeping the stories so fresh and invigorating. Listen to it!!!

SCP: Find Us Alive: The characters and cast are excellent; and I like how strained and tense the relationships between them get! It's not necessarily comfortable to listen to, but it's investing and leaves you on edge just like the characters would be. I like their personal lives breaching the strict professionalism of their work gradually. No prior knowledge of SCP really necessary

Jar of Rebuke: Really poignant in the alienation it portrays. I love the way Jared experiences the world and himself; his understanding of his own gender, the way that his innate abilities don't correlate to those of others, the way that he never feels quite like he's saying the right thing, it's all such mfmfjdndmdm good show. Unfortunately audio does sometimes tick off my sensory issues

Neighborly: I LOVE GOTHIC HORROR SO MUCH OH MY GOD. I love the narrative structure and the domestic horror of this show. The ambiance and the dreamy story telling all excellent. The one issue I have is that listening to it with headphones REALLY fuck with my sensory issues :((

Blake Skye Private Eye: Really slept on imo! The exaggerated noir setting and pacing are great, unfortunately the audio leveling does mess with my sensory issues :( is someone willing to lend me a better auditory system

Shelterwood: As aforementioned I LOVE GOTHIC HORROR SO MUCH. THE SUBLIME. THE DOMESTIC SUSPENCE. LOVE THAT SHIT. I really love the sound design here. Characters are so so real. Love them. Can't wait for more

Keep it Steady: Fuck fuck fuck man. I cried most of the way through heart brockoken this is so good I love it cant wait for more.

Speed round for podcasts I like to throw on for light hearted (to me) quick, queer fluff

- Love and Luck

- Kaleidotrope

- The Two Princes

- The Lavender Tavern

- Tales from the Low City

- Monstrous Agonies

#If you've got any to share PLEASE DO!!!#podcast recommendations #lgbtqia #Red Valley #woe.begone #the grotto podcast #the kingmaker histories #the bright sessions #fawx & stallion #ethics town #the mistholme museum of mystery morbidity and mortality #scp find us alive #jar of rebuke #neighborly #shelterwood #Blake skye private Eye #keep it steady

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rainintheevening · 13 days ago

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🍁🍁Comfy-vember🍁🍁

Day 1: New Day

Grant Ward & Phil Coulson, Agents of SHIELD, AU

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"Old habits die hard."

Grant smiled involuntarily, inhaling the steam rising off his coffee. "Speak for yourself." He glanced up, watching Coulson select a mug bearing the red and blue Captain America shield and pour his own drink, add the one sugar, the dash of milk.

Routine, comforting.

I missed you, burned on the tip of his tongue, but he'd already said it enough.

He had woken at take-off, and Agent May had already come and gone with her morning beverage, apparently preferring the solace of the cockpit, even with the Bus on autopilot.

"What are you reading?" Coulson sat next to him at the galley bar, glanced over.

Grant flipped the front half of the book up so he could see the cover. David Grossman's On Combat. "Re-read. Think I'll make it Skye's first required read."

Coulson's eyes flicked up to hold Grant's, a probing look, before a smile flickered across his face. "Good idea. Maybe balance it with Jane Austen though?"

Grant snorted a laugh. "There's a reason I hated English, you know."

"Really?" A raised eyebrow. "And here I thought you liked reading."

"Come on. I only survived senior year Shakespeare because we got to put on our own version of Julius Cesar, and I got to be stabbed."

"You were good at that." Coulson blew on his coffee, smiling a little, gaze unfocused as if remembering.

A sudden ache in his throat, and Grant had to look away, down at the page he could no longer read. Sure, it had been almost a week since the man he called "Dad" had returned from the dead. But it had been an incredibly hectic week, with Rising Tide hackers and exploding people, and even now they were bound for Costa Rica to assess a good old 0-8-4. This was the first time they'd had a morning like this, slow and easy, coffee and a book and quiet banter.

He wished it could last forever, the way it had seemed to when he was 17, and the summer sun was barely up, and he was raring to be off to his job at Bell's Hardware. But he wasn't 17 anymore, and this wasn't Klamath Falls, and much as he loved his job he never knew what might happen in a day.

"Do you think Skye's settling in alright?"

He blinked back his surge of emotion, focused on Coulson's question.

Skye. Right. "I think so." She could be annoying and juvenile, but Grant had started to respect her smarts, and she could be funny too. "She has no idea how to cook though," he added. "Other than boxed mac and cheese, and microwave meals."

"You can teach her."

The confidence in Coulson's voice warmed Grant as much as his first sip of coffee.

He'd had some good teachers—Coulson, of course; Agent Huff in his first year at the Academy; and his own SO, John Garrett. But he'd never been in the position of passing on that knowledge to someone else. What if he got it wrong? What if he got her killed?

That thought had him swallowing harder than necessary. "You sure, Dad?" It came out quieter than he liked.

"Of course." A hand came to rest on his shoulder, squeezed gently. "I wouldn't give you the job if I didn't think you could do it." An old familiar phrase, and Grant couldn't answer, merely nodding his head a few times.

He would never be able to express his gratitude for having his dad back, never.

"Alright, son?"

Grant cleared his throat, turned his head away to knuckle some moisture from his eyes. "Yeah," he muttered. He glanced at Coulson, summoning a little grin. "You're on breakfast duty, you know. When was the last time you made French toast? Or do I need to teach you that?"

A snort of laughter, before Coulson cuffed him gently on the head. "Young punk," he muttered.

The smell of cooking pulled the others from their bunks, and Coulson quickly found himself swamped in the tiny galley.

Grant found himself laughing at the near-chaos, and met Coulson's gaze with a little salute of his mug across the room, before he polished off the last mouthful of coffee.

Sure it was a different morning than the ones they'd once had. But that didn't mean it couldn't be good.

#well surprise surprise it's me #writing something #my brain is noodle soup right now #comfy vember #comfy vember 2024 #new day #grant ward #phil coulson #saving grant ward au #agents of shield #aos fanfic #my writing #ugh i hope this isn't too bad

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relicsongmel · 8 months ago

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hi! i was reading your pinned post and it made me think - what color(s) are each of the aa main characters' theme songs! :0

Synesthesia question yippee!!!!! Here are all main character themes from the games I’ve played <3 so far I’ve done AA1 through AA4 as well as both Investigations games~

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2001): G minor—dark green

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2002): F minor—gray-blue

Phoenix Wright (Objection! 2004): D minor—sea green

Maya Fey (Turnabout Sisters 2001/2002): A♭ major—purple (roughly the same shade as her haori <3)

Miles Edgeworth (Great Revival): F minor—gray-blue

Franziska von Karma (Great Revival): G minor—dark green (though it’s worth noting that the Great Revival themes despite being in minor use a lot of borrowed harmonies from the major mode that end up brightening the overall color a little)

Dick Gumshoe (It’s Detective Gumshoe/I can do it when it counts, pal!): C minor—sea blue

Ema Skye (Turnabout Sisters 2005): C major—yellow

Ema Skye (Scientific Detective): G major—pink

Pearl Fey (Pearly Questioning): F major—cerulean

Godot (The Fragrance of Black Coffee): D major—green

Larry Butz (When Something Smells, It’s Usually Me): G mixolydian—yellow (but some sections sound blue due to borrowed flat harmonies)

Apollo Justice (Objection! 2007): G# minor—dark magenta

Trucy Wright (Child of Magic): D major—green

Klavier Gavin (Guilty Love): E♭ major—royal blue

Kay Faraday (The Great Truth Burglar): A minor—light gray

Shi-Long Lang (Speak Up, Pup!): E minor—gold

Raymond Shields (Joking Motive): A minor—light gray (with additional analysis available here if you’re interested :3)

Justine Courtney (Goddess of Law): F minor—gray-blue

Gregory Edgeworth (A Defense Attorney’s Knowledge): C major -> C minor—yellow -> sea blue

Sebastian Debeste (First-Class Reasoning): C major -> F major -> G major—yellow -> cerulean -> pink

Sebastian Debeste (A First-Class Farewell): G minor—dark green

You'll notice that not all colors necessarily match the character's color schemes. This is because while sometimes a character design can influence my synesthetic experiences (which is a whole other conversation in and of itself), they are still primarily based on the key of the theme itself—so a character theme in C major, for example, will always sound yellow regardless of which character it's meant to represent. This is both a blessing and a curse as sometimes the synesthetic color/mood will match a character perfectly whereas other times it will be completely off the mark. But it is still a very fun thing regardless—thank you for the ask!

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prolix-yuy · 1 year ago

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Nice.

+ a Pedro boy of your choosing 😘😘

Happy banging!

xoxo

I'm loving how much 69 is coming up with our boys, it's absolutely delightful. And one of my choosing? Hmmmmm, whoever could that be?

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Position: 69

Word Count: 955

Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, oral sex (m and f receiving), PiV sex.

Notes: Din and oral sex makes me short circuit every time, so here it is for you, my most wonderful Skye!

There were always caveats with the Mandalorian. Or Din, as you’d come to know him. He’d whispered his name to you before he undressed you the first time, not able to touch you like your lover without you knowing. There are rules, he told you, that would allow him to take you on his ship. Rules for how you would coexist, and how you could care for him. Rules for yearning, and desire, and finally confessions that reveal how much he felt the same.

Most revolve around the helmet.

At first he could never take it off, so when he first found the wet heat of your cunt your pleasure was reflected back in the beskar. Then little things began to slip. He could lift it to kiss you, an act so soft and sensual you almost lost your footing. Then he could let you touch his face in the dark, a gentle exploration that was met with wet streaks on his cheeks. Finally, and most devastatingly for your day to day productivity, he said he could remove it if you didn’t look at his face.

Well, there are lots of ways to not look at someone.

Cheek pressed into the wall as he presses you against it, cock spearing into you from behind. His hands tight around your waist, barely pulling out before driving back in.

Bent over his Maker-damned uncomfortable bed, a hand on the back of your neck as he drilled into your noisy cunt, powerful gasps making you tingle from head to toe.

He tries not to talk too much without it on. You think it’s because his voice is so much louder outside the beskar.

But tonight he leads you to a blanket on the floor, lays down on his back, and lets you straddle him. He’s stripped down to his pants and thermal shirt, the soft curves of his biceps and pecs making tempting hills and valleys. You hope one day he will let you explore them thoroughly, press your lips to every inch of him, an armor of a different kind.

“Cyare,” he breathes, an endearment you understand but still squeezes your heart every time he says it. “I want to taste you.”

A stronger shudder racks down your spine, your hips rolling down over his cock, rock hard beneath you.

“How?” you ask. It always has to be him who decides how your lovemaking goes. His Creed is a series of doors with heartache behind them, and only he knows which one will bring the least.

“I…saw it in a holo,” he says, the stutter of embarrassment making you smile fondly.

“Researching?” you ask, one expansive hand squeezing your thigh.

“Like this,” he says, maneuvering you to face his feet with your knees bracketing his head. You quirk a devilish smile. You’re familiar with this.

“Can I touch you too, Din?” you ask, and his own thin moan urges you to open his pants, pulling out his thick cock. Dipping down, you lick the head and press down an open-mouth kiss. Din’s stuttering groan is followed by a hiss and a thunk. You’d know that sound from a galaxy away, your body conditioned to spike arousal at the knowledge that he’s taken the helmet off.

“Pretty,” Din murmurs, thumb caressing your slippery folds, catching on your clit and rubbing tight circles. You sigh, sliding his cock further into your mouth as he explores all of your intimate flesh. He’s hard and throbbing between your lips, and when you cup his balls you’re rewarded with a spurt of salty precum on your tongue.

“Cyare, I can’t…concentrate like that. Just…hold me, please,” he chokes out. You give him respite and back off, licking and dragging your lips over his head as he pulls your hips lower.

The moment his tongue touches you it’s clear you’re done for. He takes a moment to explore, discover your cunt with his tongue the way he knows it so well with his fingers, and then seals his lips over you and slides his tongue fast and purposeful over your clit. He can’t be this good, he’s never eaten pussy before, you know it. Your body can’t be on the precipice of orgasm after having his mouth on you for seconds.

Maybe it’s just Din that makes you lose all sense.

He slurps and licks and noses through your slick, finding spots that make your back bow and mercilessly holding to them. You keep pulling forward just enough to get a moment of breath, but he pulls you right back snug against his face and rockets you up there once more. After the third time he growls, raspy and thick, “Cyare, cum for me, can’t wait any longer.”

It’s too much. You snap with a gasp, hips rocking hard against his mouth as he pulls you tight, tongue messy and demanding as he licks into you, swallowing loud enough that your face blazes with heat. Finally your body slumps, cheek pressed against his hip. He guides you to the floor, your eyes pressed close for a few more moments of him without the helmet.

“Was that good?” he asks, pulling a giggle from your chest.

“Fantastic. Amazing. Sure you’ve never done that before?” you joke, and to your surprise his nose slides against yours, pulling you into his warm body. He kisses you languidly, your taste sharp on his lips. You nuzzle into his neck, body heavy and sleepy post-orgasm.

For a moment you wonder what would happen if you just opened your eyes. If you threw all sense to the wind and let yourself see the man you were quickly falling for.

But there are rules.

END

LJ’s Bangathon 2023

#din djarin x female reader #din djarin x f!reader #din djarin x reader #din djarin x you #din dijarin x reader #mandalorian x you #mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian fanart #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian x f!reader #the mandalorian x female reader #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x you #the mandalorian x fem!reader #prolix fics

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simslegacy5083 · 2 months ago

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Not So Berry (Straud Descendants) Gen 9

Today's (9/27/2024) Episode: Life Goes On

Once Luigi was feeling better about his health and reputation, he had more freedom to focus on his family.

He began by keeping his promise to upgrade his and Noemi’s PCs. He’d been given a high-end computer, accented in his favorite color, upon his promotion to APM King, and he used a good chunk of his and Noemi’s now quite healthy savings to buy her an equally impressive desktop.

Finally, he spent a few days putting his high-level programming skill to good use, “overclocking” both devices for maximum performance.

Noemi loved her new computer and wasted no time taking it for a test drive.

In addition to her work on Project Daisy she finally wrapped up support of her Plumbook security upgrade and jumped into an interesting new gig for a small start up transportation company.

Luigi’s Carpel Tunnel limited his game playing (and programming) time but didn’t keep him idle.

During his frequent “breaks” he noticed that playful vlogs were currently all the rage, which was a perfect excuse to spend more time with his boy.

He recorded some spirited outdoor playtime on the beach with his little man and added a playful solo vlog. When he combined the two videos, they were an instant hit with his maturing fanbase, many of whom were now parents themselves.

When he wasn’t taking trips with momma or playing with daddy Skye spent a lot of time in the play kitchen Grandma gave him on his birthday.

He was quite proud of his latest creation: “Mr. Corn Man” and showed it off to his mother with a big smile. “He very ‘licious, Momma!”

Noemi made sure to praise his creativity and encourage his new hobby. After all, both his father and grandfather had found a love for the culinary arts, and if her son took after them in that regard it would be nothing but a good thing for his future in her opinion!

In addition to spending time with their boy, Noemi and Luigi both made plenty of time for care for their fur babies.

As Roach grew, Noemi began taking long, leisurely, rides around the island and training on the horse equipment they had in the backyard. She’d won a few equestrian awards as a teen in Chestnut Ridge, and she looked forward to getting Roach ready to strut his stuff there someday soon.

Of course, their dependents and Luigi’s fanbase weren’t the only ones advancing in age, time marched on for the couple too.

Noemi’s OB/GYN pronounced her officially postmenopausal at her next visit. She’d gone through “the change” a bit earlier than usual, so her provider suggested leaving her IUD in until she was past the average age most sims hit that milestone, just to be safe. She had no issue being careful with that!

Her optometrist also gave her some good news at her yearly eye appointment. She was finally eligible for laser eye correction, if she was interested.

She’d started wearing glasses late in life, and she was eager to schedule that for right after Winterfest and once more be free of eyewear.

Watching his loved ones grow and change as time marched on had helped Luigi gain confidence and security about his family and his role in it.

During his nightly chats with his dads, he told them that he now looked forward to what the future held in store for him and those he loved, safe in the knowledge that together they would thrive, not matter what obstacles life, or The Watcher, threw in their way.

View The Full Story of My Not So Berry Challenge Here

#sims 4 #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 legacy #sims4 #sims 4 nsb #sims 4 not so berry #sims4nsbstraud #sims 4 let's play #sims 4 gameplay #sims 4 lets play

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skyler10fic · 2 months ago

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Lightning Strikes Twice: Ch. 8

Summary:

Both sides make plans for what to do with Carol.

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Yon-Rogg had time to craft his story as he approached the literal hall of power, where the leaders of the Kree Empire were gathered on their home planet: Hala.

Minn-Erva had been right. There was no place here for Terrans. Carol especially had been a disappointment. Now, walking into a status report on the Terran integration project, Minn-Erva’s voice was in his head, taunting him.

“I told you she was a liability,” she had said casually when she found out Carol was missing. But Yon-Rogg had to admit to himself, part of him was impressed Carol had managed it. Furious, of course. But she had ambition and potential beyond what Minn-Erva assumed. Even now, his faith in the Terrans clouded his view, or cleared it, depending on one’s perspective.

And the perspective that mattered was the Supreme Intelligence. It was pointless to hide anything, so he reflected as he waited for the giant doors to open to the council meeting. Carol had been gone for weeks. She was most likely dead, but if not, if she had made it to C-53, she wasn’t going to come back willingly to be imprisoned and executed. He consoled himself that if he did find her, he could advocate for her to have her memories rewritten. He just needed a second chance. She was undeniably powerful. If they just gave her a more convincing back story than her real memories, understanding her natural disposition this time, he could control her. He was sure of it.

Three hours later, the council dismissed him with a denial of his request. He was to go to C-53 himself and eliminate her. They agreed with Minn-Erva: Carol was too dangerous to live. He also learned a Kree spy was working on a different area of the Terran integration project and had achieved a high status at an intelligence organization there. What’s more, his agency had captured Carol and he was awaiting orders.

It was too risky to make contact over communication channels. Yon-Rogg would have to arrange a meeting on C-53 with the spy himself and arrange Carol’s execution. In an announcement that only surprised the few council members reporting great success with their Terran experiment subjects, the orders from the Supreme Intelligence were to abandon C-53 and its people to their own assured demise. They were already exploiting each other’s resources and land, poisoning their planet and setting it on a path to certain slow destruction, so it wasn’t worth the bother. Experiments with other races and planets were much more successful colonization efforts, with planets that weren’t overheating and choking on their own industrial pollution. Yon-Rogg shook his head as he swiftly exited the hall the same way he’d come in: amazed at how every Terran managed to fail at even his low but hopeful expectations. The spy, Zxan-Dar, would take down this intergalactic intelligence agency from the inside, setting C-53 back to zero on their knowledge of life outside their own pathetic planet before the trigger-happy power-hungry Terrans got any big ideas and became an intergalactic pest control problem for the Empire to clean up.

One pest was easy enough to squish. Eight billion was another story.

Of course, the specific pest he’d been assigned to squish had powers that made squishing her significantly more inconvenient. But this was his mess and he had no choice but to clean it up.

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Skye couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong everywhere she went. Her parents’ questions were standard but insistent and unceasing. It wasn’t out of character for them to express their love through concern, but this was taking an edge of interrogation.

“I don’t know, Mom,” Skye sighed, exasperated over dinner conversation at their house one night. “How IS Carol, since you see her more than I do, training her all day?”

“You know these tests are crucial,” Melinda countered. “You’ve been through this training.”

Phil took the good cop role, as usual. “We’re just worried, honey. You have both been through so much. And you’re getting close to each other so fast. We just want to make sure this… friendship… is healthy for both of you.”

He isn’t wrong, an annoying voice in Skye’s head reminded her. They had been moving fast emotionally. They hadn’t done more than hug, physically. She wasn’t even sure what was normal for Carol’s culture and expectations. She was fairly certain Carol liked girls too, but even that had been more of a cross-cultural explanation that pansexuality wasn’t the default for all humans, and in fact, for most on earth, attraction tended to favor reproduction. Carol found this amusing and quaint in a way that grated a bit on Skye’s sensitivity to being patronized, but she let it go. Far be it from her as a bi woman to criticize her crush for not being heteronormative enough!

But most days, Carol came home late from training and didn’t knock on Skye’s door, despite being assigned to an identical Shield-owned apartment just across the hall. They were certainly more than coworkers, had too much obvious attraction to be simple friends, and yet weren’t exactly dating. Skye stirred the remaining noodles in her bowl as she answered her dad’s concern.

“I mean, yeah.” Skye shrugged. “I’d like us to be more, but I want to get the timing right, you know? Like both of you said, it’s been a crazy month and we have a lot to work out. I keep forgetting she’s from another planet. Or, technically, I am. Or whatever. It’s confusing. Biologically, I’m the alien, but culturally, she is. And I barely know how to date a normal girl, much less an AWOL Kree warrior.”

Melinda stopped eating and leaned in, seriously. “Does she ever regret leaving? Or seem to think of herself as still part of Starforce?”

“No?” Skye furrowed her brow. “Of course not.”

“Do you know if she ever makes contact with them?”

Skye’s eyes widened. “Oh my god. You’re intelligence gathering!”

“It’s just a question, Skye.” Melinda held her cool gaze. “You know how this works. Think like an agent. Is there anything you’d suspect—”

“No! Do you honestly believe…?” When Melinda didn’t answer the unfinished question, Skye looked to her dad and then back to her mom in betrayal. “All these questions, you were using me for WORK? To let me get close to Carol and see if she’s a double agent, is that it?”

Phil interrupted, “No! No, sweetheart, that’s … If you do have information that is helpful for us to put together a complete picture, that’s great.”

Skye stood up and tossed her napkin to the table in a huff. She picked up her bowl to take it to the kitchen. “Unbelievable.”

“Skye,” Melinda warned. “Come back to the table, please.”

Skye rolled her eyes at the kitchen entryway and went to scrub her bowl in anger. Her parents gave her a minute to cool off, but eventually, Phil came to stand beside her.

“Looks pretty clean. Good work.” The twinkle in his eye when she looked up at him disarmed her from the upcoming argument. He leaned casually against the counter. “Do you remember that assistant who always follows Agent Pierce around?”

Skye turned off the sink and set the bowl aside. “The Russian?”

Phil hummed in approval. “I’m surprised you picked up on that. She doesn’t have an accent.”

Skye watched Melinda bring her bowl to the kitchen and stepped aside to allow her access to the sink. “I had a weird feeling about him. Ironically, I wondered if she was helping him with something underground, so I may have, umm, accessed some unredacted personnel files?”

Skye winced. Saying it aloud, she heard the hypocrisy. What her parents were asking of her wasn’t against any rules. What she’d done on her own broke them all.

“We’re going to pretend we didn’t hear that,” Melinda remarked.

Phil continued. “You were right. Natasha met with your mother. Pierce does have shady business, but she’s on our side, working to keep him from doing any real harm as best she can.”

Melinda finished washing her bowl and Phil’s. “This is all classified, of course.”

“Understood. Just tell me things, okay? I don’t like being watched like that.” Skye shivered. “There’s just been this feeling lately that something is off. I can’t place it. And no, before you ask, not with Carol. She’s depressed and anxious, obviously, but about blending in on Earth and healing from the hell they put her through. I’m helping as much as I can, but I think training is her best therapy.”

There, a peace offering for her mom.

Melinda nodded once and led them out of the kitchen. “C’mon, kid, we have a case to brief you on. If Carol isn’t here to be a mole, she’s in serious danger from one.”

#daisy johnson #carol danvers #aos #agents of shield #captain marvel #daisy x carol #carol x daisy #wlw #sapphic fic #femslash #lesbian carol danvers #bisexual daisy johnson #skywriting

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goldiipond · 2 years ago

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ohhhhmy fucking god. ohhh my god

#skye's ramblings #CONCEPT ART RAY IS SO ?????????????????#this feels like forbidden knowledge. boy put your hair back over your face #those bangs are so.#the concept art is really fun to look at i;m a little obsessed w it. also one of don's notes just says 'he definitely loves conny' i'll cry #SOME OF THE NOTES ARE REALLY REALLY GOOD. THE ONE FOR TIMESKIP DON JUST SAYS 'turned handsome' OK???????? DEMIZU IM OBSESSED WITH YOU

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skyloftian-nutcase · 1 year ago

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Hi, I'm running out of sicknesses to slap characters with for sicktember, do you have suggestions? I'm trying to avoid repeats and it's, uh, proving to be harder than expected.

Also here is a photo of a tiny frog I found at school:

FROGGY! :D

Hmm, let’s see, acute illness stuff 🤔

Pancreatitis, pneumonia, flu, RSV, croup, seizures, stomach bug, poison Ivy/oak/sumac/anything rash, chickenpox, strep throat, migraines, pink eye, sinus infection, mono, appendicitis, diverticulitis, bronchitis

Acute on chronic stuff:

Asthma attack, breakthrough seizure, fibromyalgia flare up, lupus flare up, so many chronic things that could act up and cause someone misery

#you ask skye answers #lovely gryphonlover #Use this knowledge wisely and give the blorbos lots of comfort ❤️

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farrwoodss · 10 months ago

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I am, in fact, nervously peering into this hellsite and ushering my ocs in.

HELLO EVERYONE!! Farrwoods here, or just Woods. Aspiring writer plagued by visions, how do you do. Been wanting to build up my reach – or, Gods forbid, an AUDIENCE – for my original story, Project Songbird, for a while now.

Now, perhaps, could I tempt you with:

(✦) Nature reclaiming the ruins of civilization?

(✦) 80s music and the PNW?

(✦) Lycans, with all their beauties and oddities?

(✦) Androgynous, ruffian women with academic mania and a love of the stars?

(✦) Labs? With scientists NOT advisable as parental figures?

(✦) Tragic, war-time lesbians?

(✦) Dystopians with corrupt organisations, and the persistent feeling you're being watched?

(✦) Archives? Concealing our terrible, human past?

(✦) An experiment (or two) revolving around immortality and the knowledge-hungry, contorted beings in the woods?

(✦) A horrific amount of symbolism? Orange poetry? Greek tragedy conventions? Parallels between the protagonist and antagonist?

(✦) Or even, how do you feel about 4th wall breaks, and an antlered entity with its withered hands tangled in the threads of fate?

Cause if so, you've found the perfect piece of media to hyperfixate on for a while (PLEASE). This blog will be dedicated to Project Songbird, and the decievingly beautiful land of Kalopsia.

Also hey, I love The Magnus Archives (HAPPY TMAGP RELEASE!!), stick around and you might see cool fanart every now and then 👍

Relevant links:

PROJECT SONGBIRD TOYHOUSE (!!!)

CHARACTER PINTEREST BOARDS (✦)

CHARACTER SPOTIFY PLAYLISTS

Also @minty-core is my wife, GO CHECK HER OUT!!!

If you got this far, THANKYOU!!! Here's some art of the protagonist, Skye Asterism!

#oc #ocs #oc story #project songbird #ps kalopsia #dystopia #im-just-a-gal-that-really-likes-tragic-tales-and-orange-poetry #art #oc art #oc artist #digital art #ibispaintx #female oc #lycan oc #digital artist #new artist #new account

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driedupeyeballs · 9 months ago

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OH MY GOD???? I already love them sm

I literally edited a new profile for them for this cuz the old one was outdated BUT YEAH IDK IF THIS WAS AN INVITE TO INFODUMP ABT MY JAMIAZU FANKID BUT IM USING IT AS ONE

Btw I can only wish to achieve your level of snake knowledge I thought my reptile hyperfixation went deep but yours is deeper I wanna know your ways

But that isn’t relavent YEAH HERES MY JAMIAZU FANKID HI TUMBLR *lets them out like you would a spider under a cup*

So I have a shit ton of Twst fankids btw! They kinda swim around in my brain but only a few ppl I know have gotten the info dumps lmao

Skye was the first one I made I think (actually it might’ve been Rico (florid) but eh oh well who’s counting)

But yes this is Skye Ashengrotto!

They’re my older Jamiazu kid, I do have two. The younger one is my octo boy Akram :) he’s funny I wanna pinch his cheeks but he’s not the point here

So Skye! It feels weird publically infodumping abt my OCs like wtf am I even supposed to put here

They’re a half mer, which do work a lil different than normal mers in my lore. Half mers can transform without a potion but it’s still a long and generally painful process, esp going from mer to human. I kind of switch between calling them a snake mer and a naga but there’s lore there- Nagas exist in my lore outside of sea snake mers, there are also fully terrestrial Nagas. So the terrestrial nagas wouldn’t be considered snake mers but the sea snake nagas would be a type of mer while also still being a naga ITS CONFUSING DONT ASK (actually do. Ask everything so I can roll more of my fankids out like marbles)

Skye was created by a spell, I haven’t quite worked the details out 😔 but Jamil is part gorgon in my lore which is why they have the hair snakes which isn’t a typical naga trait. And to elaborate on the hair snakes: they are alive, the one w the bigger stripes is Flora and the smaller stripes is Jett. Skye can communicate w them telepathically and their eyes glow which is kinda neat. They’re kind of Skye’s version of floatsam and jetsam (unless u count Rico (florid) and Lilac (treyjade) which is like their ver of the twins- IDK ITS COMPLICATED)

idk what else to put here so LETS THROW SOME FHARACTER DYNAMICS YEAH and also mentioning some of my other fankids! They all have profiles (except my Malleus kid I’m sorry Aihan I can’t think of a design for you) but I’m probably gonna save those for another post-

So jamiazu in my lore live in the Shaftlands in a beachfront place and also live pretty close to Treyjade, however Florid live in the Queendom. The octatrio and their spouses is a close group so they’re essentially a big family. My treyjade kids are Maren (older) and Lilac, then my Florid kids are Rico (older) and the twins Mary and Eliza.

Skye saw Lilac more as a kid cuz they lived so close together but also saw Rico a lot when flrd would visit or they’d go to visit them. Rico is an agent of chaos and Lilac is Skye’s 2nd in command so their dynamic on a surface level is pretty similar to the octatrio, but there’s still a lot of differences once u get into the meat of it. Tho Lilac and Rico are Skye’s best friends and basically like siblings to them.

Outside of jamiazu Skye is particularly close with Jade, they share a love of tea :) he’s their cool but also slightly unsettling uncle

THEN THERES SHENZI- Shenzi is my younger kaliruggie kid and I am not gonna get into her here bcuz she rlly needs her own post w all her trauma but good lord these two do not like each other. Shenzi’s really nice but she’s not quite as nice as Kalim so after about 5 months of trying and failing to befriend Skye in their freshman year she just gave up and now their relationship is nothing but hostile (which was not helped when Shenzi and lilac started dating)

Speaking of that tho- so my idikei kids :) Ember (named after the pokemon attack) is the older one and he’s basically that “Jock idia can’t hurt you he’s not real Jock idia:” thing as a person he has the Fire hair n shit but he plays basketball and is heavily extroverted but no one gives a shit abt Ember this is NOT ABT HIM this is abt his sister! Her name is Zelda because you know Idia would name his daughter Zelda- she got all of Idia’s social anxiety lmao. She’s extremely shy and there’s a total of like 4 people in the school she can actually talk to without melting into a small stain on the floor. She’s an Skye are both in board games club and sometime in early freshman year she falls on her ass and knocks over a bunch of stuff which Skye happens to witness and cue the most awkward interaction known to man bcuz Skye can’t talk to pretty girls and Zelda can’t talk to ANYONE but they end up walking to the mirror hall together afterwards which becomes a routine. Except they’re both awkward as fuck take like almost two fucking years to get together bcuz neither of them are gonna do anything abt it BUT THEYRE VERY CUTE!! I love them

Also my ashengrotto siblings are very wholesome I need to write some stuff w them- Akram is a little shit and he loves pissing Skye off but at the end of the day he admires them and Skye loves their brother a lot :)

Anyway good lord I’ve yapped too much okay OH YEAH Skye has a Russian blue cat named Mariana who they just fucking found on the side of the road and thought it was a mouse so for like 2 years Azul thought Skye was gonna eat the cat

OK HERES RHE ACTUAL PROFILE these aren’t as chaotic as the other ones all the other ones are more meme than profile ALSO RHEIR UNIQUE MAGIC DOESNR HAVE A NAME AT THE MOMENT IF ANHONE HAS AN IDEA FOR ONE PLS SHARE I HABE NO THOUGHTS

(If you recognize my art style from instagram no you don’t also THEY DO HABE EYES I JUST DONT DRAW THEM CUZ MY STYLES WEIRD)

But yeah I love them I hope they explode (affectionate)

#Skye ashengrotto #they have a tag now I guess #twst ocs #fankids #twisted wonderland #jamiazu #shaking as I post this #wHY IS SHARINF UR OCS SO NERVERACKING I WAS LIKE THIS WHEN I FIRST POSTED MY YUU OC TOO #maybe that’s just me #ash-OCs

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