#so i dont know how much if any of this is helpful to you

[strwberri-milk]

a fic where MC gets a promotion and so she prepares a nice candle light or whatever romantic dinner to tell Zayne about her promotion. On the other side, a nurse from the Hospital already told Zayne about mc's promotion and now Zayne thinks mc doesn't find him important, he just starts having sad upset negetive thoughts and even gets angry at her...but when he gets home he finds the romantic dinner setup and MC waiting in a beautiful dress.....angst to fluffy maybe slightly suggestive too

Ty<3

just a heads up i dont really write fics unless i come up w the premise myself! so heres jsut the standard hc format i use! also kinda messy of that nurse ngl but why you going around talking to his coworkers like that [eyes] /lh also i dont acc see him getting angry so ive messed w this a little bit to fit how i see him!

Zayne doesn't react when the nurse gives him the news. He doesn't want to come off as angry or anything but he also is aware that you have a positive relationship with the people he works it from the sheer amount of times you come to visit him.

He does start checking his phone a little more frequently, waiting to see if you'll text him anything that gives him a hint about what that nurse was mentioning. He knows you were gunning for one at work but had no idea what was happening as you'd been silent about it as of late. He did want to ask about but was trying to wait for the perfect moment, not sure when that would be. He tries not to let the notion that you forgot to tell him something that important bother him too much and is...generally successful as long as he's busy with work.

The drive home has him trying to figure out how to broach the topic, so distracted he almost breezes right past you in the kitchen. You stare at him, confused by the focused look on his face until he meets your gaze, raising a brow at your attire and the dinner you have set up. You immediately tell him the great news, any sour emotions he might have felt dissipating.

In bed after celebrating, Zayne finally asks why you told his colleagues before telling him. It takes you a second to register what he's talking about. You finally put the pieces together, telling him that you didn't mean to - you were just waiting for him one evening and were so excited so when you recognised the nurse you couldn't help but spill the beans. You'd thought you'd sworn them to secrecy but clearly not, making a mental note to be more careful next time to avoid any future misunderstandings. Zayne's just happy to have cleared it up, knowing all along it wasn't intentional but glad to hear you say it anyway.

[fayecreates]

Naked in Manhattan

A/N: pls send requests, i need them for my shitty trip. (A little update 2 days later) im gonna cry my eyes out if i have to stay her for any longer.

Premise: Teen!Vi x teen!reader, being unlikely friends, having a sleepover together and that leads to a bit of silly stuff (NOTHING WEIRD JUST KISSING)

Warnings: uh kissing? Idk, dont read this if you’re like 30 cuz thats a little weird. Probably a wrong description of friday the 13th, i watched it like 5 years ago so idk all i know is theres a sex scene at the start.

To put it simply, you were a weird kid. From 1st grade to now you didnt have many friends. It wasnt horrible, it was honestly pretty nice. Less drama to worry about and more time to get your homework done so you can do whatever you want. That was until you met Vi.

She was a pretty sociable person, not like happy to talk constantly, just unafraid of interaction. You both sat by each other during biology, it came to you easily but with Vi it took a little more time… after a while she started to ask for your help. It was never a demand to do her homework, and you could tell that she was really struggling. It started with a few short explanations, to a few short conversations about the shitty teacher, to plans to hang out afterschool. It was all so fast for you, was this even how friendships started? Either way it was fine, not like you could call it off when you’re 5 minutes away from her house.

Your heart raced at the thought of even being in her house. Was it weird to dress up for this? Were your pajamas appropriate? What would her house look like? You sat in the backseat of the car, gripping onto the strap of your bag for dear life, contemplating if it was even normal to be this nervous. I mean you were acting like you were going on your first date, and it’d be weird to date another girl, right? I mean Vi was pretty but wasn’t in a romantic way, maybe… your racing thoughts were cut off by the sudden stop of the car. You quickly got out, making sure you had all your stuff on you.

After talking to Vi’s dad Vander for a little, you sat on the floor of Vi’s bedroom, looking around like you about escape. She had a few posters, most of some boxers you didn’t know and some rock bands you also didn’t know. Her room was messy but you can see that she attempted to clean up a bit. It was a little after 9pm, Vi was talking to her dad about watching some movies on the TV. A part of you wanted to beg to be picked up and the other wanted to stay forever.

“Alright, you up to watch some horror movies?” Vi said with a smirk on her face, holding up a few CDs of shitty shock value horror. You smiled, standing up and walking quickly to living room together.

You both sat on the couch together, a space between the two of you. “Okay… Friday the 13th or Hellraiser?” She asked with a daring look on her face as she held both them up. You pointed to Friday the 13th, i mean you’ve heard about it more so it couldn’t be that bad, right? Vander was out going to the store, and Powder was out for the night by now. Vi put the CD in and you both sat watching. Maybe you spent a little too much time caring about if your posture was bad or if you should hold something, but as soon as the opening scene came on you didn’t know how to act. Seeing the people move in such a manner to mimic sex, you knew it was probably not real but it made you blush a bit. As you listened to the faux moans, you felt weird. You imagined yourself as the girl for a minute, it wasn’t too enjoyable compared to imagining the both of you there. But you wouldn’t do that with Vi, that would be weird, right. Safe to say you stayed silent for the rest of the movie, barely even getting scared if you excuse jumping a few times.

After it had ended you sort of just spaced out. Vi took a notice of that, assuming you were just scared or something. “…you wanna watch something easier?” She said after a second of silence, you just nodded. She quickly got up to look through CDs again, finally landing on Mean Girls to cleanse your palate. Putting in and watching felt a bit better. You both made fun of them and laughed with each other, it was weirdly bonding. The clock hit 11pm, you guys were a bit closer on the couch. You looked to Vi at a funny part, seeing if she would laugh, you didn’t know why seeing her smile made your heart race. Your eyes met and she smiled at just you, but you felt like you were caught stealing something so you quickly looked away.

The movie ended and Vander came back, telling you both to go to bed. You both obliged, even though you shared a small look, knowing you’d stay up until you couldn’t keep your eyes open. You both sat on the floor of Vi’s bedroom, attempting to think of something to do. “Maybe we could play truth or dare?” You ask, it was stereotypical but it was a fun game, theoretically. Vi lit up, like it was the idea of a century. “I’ll start, truth or dare?” Vi said with a smile, holding her pillow in her lap. “Truth?” You were bit unsure, still anxious if all your actions were okay. “Okay… who’s your celebrity crush?” Vi asks with the same smile plastered on her face. You thought long and hard, you couldn’t say some like Kristen Stewart or any other girl, that would make it so tense. “…uh… whoever the actor is for Elvira…” you say, hesitant but you couldn’t lie. Lying would be worse than making it awkward. She looked a bit shocked. “Really? You like girls?” She says like it just unexpected rather than weird. “I dont know… i mean probably.” You say, trying to push off the topic, it wasn’t something for you to decide right now, or you just told yourself that. It was silent and awkward for a moment, well for you. You forgot it was your turn. “Oh, truth or dare?” You say quickly, attempting to completely forget, or at least think of a way to give yourself short term memory loss. “Truth.” She says, her smile still unmoving. “Uh… have you ever dated someone?” You ask, a little hesitant. The warm light of a lamp illuminated Vi’s face, it was covered in scars but it was pretty to you. “No, datings for losers.” She says with a laugh, it was unexpected though. Someone so nice, so pretty, i mean you would totally date her— never mind. “Truth or dare.” Vi says, her voice daring. You couldn’t pick truth again, it’d a pussy move. “Dare.” You said with a surge of confidence. It was a moment of silence as Vi contemplated what dare to give her.

“I dare you to kiss me.” Vi says with a smirk, like she knew you wouldn’t do it. Your face became hot as can be. You froze for a minute, it was so weird to even think about doing that with any girl, let alone Vi. You didn’t know if it was a sudden rush of adrenaline or what, all that you did know was the feeling of Vi’s lips pressed against yours. You held the side of her cheek, as if she would leave if you let go. Vi was surprised, well that was before she responded with ten times the amount of force in the kiss. Almost straight up knocking you down, her hands falling to your shoulder and your waist. After a minute that felt way too long, she broke the kiss. Your insides felt crazy, you had never felt like this ever. Her smile was so wide as she stared into your eyes, your own expression just being plain shocked.

“…was that too much?” Vi asked, you shook your head maybe a bit too much. You started to smile, the warm feeling growing in your stomach. With only the smallest bit of hesitance she kissed you once more, well it was more like a hundred small kisses, but it lasted forever. Her hand that was planted on your waist gently moved upwards onto your ribcage, feeling your heart race. On the other hand, yours were stuck like they were weighed down with concrete. It was awkward, intense as well, she prodded her tongue onto your lips just a bit, as if asking for entrance. You separate your lips a smidge, her tongue quickly entering. It was awkward, you let out a few weird noises, she almost passed out from lack of oxygen. After breaking the kiss, you both sat there awkwardly, not really knowing what to do next.

“Uh… that was nice…” Vi says with a flushed face and a dorky smile. You nodded, you had never once expected to make out with anyone, let alone a girl. It was nice, very nice.

[choccy-milky]

I dont know why I had this vision of clora riding a scooter, like a cute light blue one with italy vibes, like a vespa, and sebastian panicking behind her LMAO

I SEE THE VISION AS WELL...idk how shes on a vespa tho since they werent invented yet so lets just assume theres time-turner shenanigans going on LMAO

but also anon this request was so funny to me because the SAME day you sent me it, i also got this one on twitter:

TRULY THE DUALITY OF MAN IS AT PLAY HERE!!! LMAOO debauchery vs wholesomeness...and it made me laugh so much

(and for anyone curious yes i WILL also be honouring the other request......eventually👀)

@jstfndmthngs splitting your ask into 2 again bc its a CHONKER but I LOVED READING IT🥹🥹 "how much they love each other to the abnormal level that i envy" LMAOO THATS FANFICTION FOR YOU, BABY!!😍 also YESS interacting with my readers in the comments was my fav parts of writing a lot of the time, and im SOOO grateful to the ppl who commented bc without them the story would have turned out DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT. like, i know there are some people who write the entirety of their fanfic and then upload it in chunks, but if i had done that/written my story in a vacuum and hadnt incorporated any of my readers ideas/suggestions it would have been SOOOO much worse honestly LMAO. like, not even necessarily putting their requests or ideas in my fic, but even sometimes just reading a comment that would say something like "i cant wait to see how clora/seb reacts to..." would make me think...oh. i was never planning on even showing their reaction to that. but now that they say that, good point, i definitely need to include that LOL. so yeah even just little stuff like that was SUPER important to my writing process and my story and helped me keep in mind what people wanted to see/things i may have missed or glossed over if i'd been writing by myself, but i also just loved getting comments in general bc i loved reading them and they were so motivating🥹 BUT THANK U SO MUCH IM GLAD U LIKED MY STORY/SEB & CLORA SO MUCH, AND TY FOR SHARING ALL YOUR THOUGHTS WITH ME!!🥹💖💖 im lowkey the same way... i cant read any other fics rn bc im still too attached to seb/clora BAHAHA so i still need to give it some time before i delve into other HL fics (i even downloaded a program that will let me replace names so that i can replace the mc's name with clora's LMFAOOOO THATS HOW MENTALLY ILL I AM ABOUT THEM!!😭😭DONT COME FOR ME🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️🚓)

omg...i already love unlocking kinks in people but for it to be specifically seb x clora is even more of an honour BAHAHA omg i love that....but i get it too. clora is submissive and breedable af😍LMAOO (im sorry💀that wasnt me just now that was seb blame him)

@acrenna MERRY LATE CHRISTMAS AND ALSO LATE HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! this is so sweet THANK YOU SO MUCH😭😭im happy my story was able to get you out of your reading slump!! (and hopefully will continue to, with my oneshot im slowly but surely working on😩) BUT THANK YOU AGAIN I APPRECIATE YOU SM🥹🥹💖

@misskkfritz you actually arent the first to say this and i also saw a pinterest comment on my art say this........FELLAS DO I NEED TO WATCH GILMORE GIRLS NOW🤔🤔🤔

[mythalism]

Watching a video of the "fight Solas" ending and I find myself really disliking the fact that Rook declares that the Veil must be tied to the life of an elven god. It is treated like a fitting punishment for Solas, and even in the redemption ending, Rook all but orders Solas to sacrifice himself to maintain the Veil (or the status quo). I also can't help but feel that Solas, the last of the elven gods, is being sacrificed to maintain the Veil that he, alone, is somehow expected to magically maintain, allowing everyone else to go on their merry way. The implication here is that the elves are losing the last of their history, or pantheon, and this is a GOOD thing, and now we can all move forward and live peacefully. Am I overthinking this? 'Cause if this was the intention it does sound kind of bad.

yeah. i do agree and i dont think you're overthinking. and even if you were, im about to overthink way harder so don't worry. forgive me for getting on my legal philosophy soapbox but thats my whole brand at this point so here we go: it is a very retributive view of punishment and desert (deserved-ness) that i morally disagree with and feels outdated in the political landscape of 2024 to me PERSONALLY!! the foundation of retributive justice is:

(1) that those who commit certain kinds of wrongful acts, paradigmatically serious crimes, morally deserve to suffer a proportionate punishment; (2) that it is intrinsically morally good—good without reference to any other goods that might arise—if some legitimate punisher gives them the punishment they deserve;

obviously this is how much of the western world conceives of punishment and western media is consequently saturated with narratives that espouse this. most of the time, restorative justice is seen as mutually exclusive with retributive justice, though there are some people who say they can be used in tandem. i disagree anyway.

i think solas's endings grapple with these ideas in a way that is... messy. its confusing because we dont actually know if he is truly imprisoned, in the sense that he cannot leave. we know he is in A prison, though its unclear whether its the new regret prison that rook was in, or the black city (epler refused to clarify this during the AMA because of "spoilers", while trick said the implication is he is "going back to the prison", the epilogue slides imply he is in the black/golden city, as does his quest to heal the blight which only exists in the black city). we also do not know what capacity he has to leave. with lavellan or after being "redeemed" by willingly binding himself to the veil, he does not have the lyrium dagger but he does have the capacity to free himself from his regrets (if hes in the regret prison) or heal the blight (if he's in the black city), exemplified by his golden epilogue slides. if he is tricked or fought, he is not in a mental space to overcome his regrets and does not swear to atone by healing the blight, but he does have the lyrium dagger with him, so we can assume he can just use it to leave, the way we literally see him do earlier in the game lol. whatever message they are trying to send with his "punishment", i think it is muddied by the vagueness of what actually happens to him in the end and where he goes.

if the message truly is that he "deserves" to be imprisoned in the fade for his long list of crimes, i find that lazy and nonsensical. first of all, he loves the fade and has been dying to return to it so thats not really a gotcha, but more importantly, which crime warrants this punishment? and is his punishment proportional? this is impossible to answer because we do not know what the punishment truly is. we also dont really even know what crime he's being imprisoned for. taking down the veil? he didnt actually get to do that. are we punishing him for something he didn't do yet? is it for killing varric? sure, i guess that one works. its the strongest of the options we have, but the game is also pretty clear that its not what varric would want. what about all of the other people he has killed? the spirits he sacrifced in that siege on elgar'nans temple? the mages who summoned and corrupted wisdom which he incinerates alive? flemythal and felassan? do they deserve retribution via solas's imprisonment? would they want that? would they find it just and satisfying? the game does not ask these questions. so we dont know. does he deserve to be imprisoned for for what he did to the titans? ok, maybe. this is stronger than the others at least. but in the trick/fight endings he doesnt vow to heal the blight, so what does his imprisonment do for the dwarves and the titans spirits? this is what i mean when i say his imprisonment is retributive, but it is not even thoroughly retributive. it does not think deeply about what solas deserves for his crimes and the proportionality of such a punishment, but it is clear that we are supposed to that he deserves to be in prison, it is morally good that he is receiving "justice", and rook is a hero for imprisoning him. his punishment is presented as a moral good because he deserves it. unfortunately for veilguard, i dont think i would ever be convinced by this message in any narrative anywhere, even if it was better written, because this is not a moral philosophy that i subscribe to.

his redemption endings feel so much better and more satisfying because his vow to use his immortality and knowledge to heal the blight that he created is restorative and has a direct correlation to his crime of creating the blight by tranquilizing the titans in the first place. his imprisonment achieves nothing outside of removing him as a "threat", which is ruined by the fact that he has the dagger and can just leave lol. devoting the next significant portion of his life to alleviating the titans suffering is not just reparative remedy that directly affects the people and creatures he has harmed, it also actively makes the world of thedas a better place. to be clear, im not saying solas is innocent. he is guilty. of a lot of things. he bears responsibility for a lot of things. he would qualify as a war criminal. but i do not believe in retributive justice. veilguard having solas kill varric because trespasser made me sympathize with him "too much" is not going to make me believe in retributive justice. for the non-atonement imprisonment endings to feel satisfying you have to subscribe to this ideology of moral desert and punishment and a lot of people do. the entire american carceral system is founded on it. so is christianity. and bioware clearly subscribes to it as well. you might disagree with me and subscribe to it yourself. thats fine. but i believe it has caused a lot of harm to our world and continues to do so. seeing it manifested in media is always disappointing to me.

regardless of the technicalities of his imprisonment, his binding to the veil is the one thing that happens regardless of his ending, and i agree that it is icky for similar reasons. the veil is his responsibility, as is the blight which he will be keeping contained with his life, so i guess you can interpret it as proportional? but again, what crime is he paying for with binding his life to the veil? is he not paying for a crime at all? is binding his life to the veil even part of his punishment? or is it just something he has to do because he's the only person alive that can do it? if that is the case, that it has to be him because he is the only proper sacrifice, and not that he deserves it, then what does it say about rook that they sacrifice someone undeserving? if he is deserving, why exactly? if he wasn't the only elven god left alive, would he still be deserving of such a fate? if the answer is no, then he does not deserve to be bound. what gives rook the right to make this call? based on the convo they have before the ending where they plan to bind him to the veil, its not clear if rook binds him because they think he deserves to be bound to one of his greatest regrets, or because he's quite literally the only option. either way, i think there is an argument for it being cruel, and unearned coming from someone like rook, who really has barely been a victim of solas's sins outside of a 2 week time-out. literally harding binding him would've been far more satisfying. or imagine if fragment mythal went rogue and did it, or morrigythal did. mythal would not be justified either but at least it would be fucking banger and evil and interesting of her. anyway.

i think your point about what it means for the elves to lose their final living god, outside of mythal who is [redacted] ? is a fantastic point. through solas's binding, they also lose the veil-less future he represented that was promised to be a better world for them. would it really have been? probably not. solas clearly thinks so. but we will never know lol. the failure of the story to grapple with the dissolution of the elves entire belief system is one of its most egregious ones, and i think this is a symptom of it. dragon age's elven lore got itself into a weird spot by veilguard and i think they just abandoned it rather than attempting to write themselves out of it. i love stories that grapple with the average person's culpability as complacent in imperialism. this is part of why fullmetal alchemist is my fav story of all time and you should watch it (fullmetal alchemist:brotherhood on hulu please im begging. but you have to watch the "brotherhood" one not the other one. its complicated dont ask). veilguard seemed to want to do something like this, but they got themselves into weird spot with the elves because their evil, slavery-based empire is a thing of the distant past, and in the present they are systemically oppressed and have no social or political power.

usually in these sorts of stories, someone currently living in an imperialist society who is directly benefiting from that imperialism is confronted with their complacency and asked to rise to the occasion of standing up for what is right, despite their material best interest. they often sacrifice their privilege as a benefactor of imperialism in the present to attempt to make up for the evils that system has inflicted on others. fmab does a wonderful job of this. there is at once both an acknowledgement that no, this is not literally YOUR FAULT, you did not order a genocide or press the nuke button, but you have benefited from it and/or participated every day of your life, whether that is through the stolen land you live on, the fact that you have never seen war in your home country, the way you can buy whatever fruit you want at the grocery store any time of year, or the way your tax dollars fund the bombs being dropped on children thousands of miles away, and you do have a moral obligation to do whatever you can to fight back. i believe this is a very important lesson for the average american (and canadian since we are talking about bioware), and anyone that lives in an imperialist country, that a lot of people have not yet learned ... lol.

this feels along the lines of what veilguard was going for (or maybe they werent and this was accidental, idk which is worse), but it fails because the elves are not currently benefiting from their past empire, like at all. actually, they live in squalor and at risk of constant violence from human empires. they have experienced centuries of genocide, violence and slavery at this point in modern thedas. the imperialistic success of the elvhen empire has absolutely no bearing on their current lives, it provides them with no privilege, and it gives them no culpability in its evils. they are thousands of years removed from it. and its not like "oh the british empire was dissolved 50 years ago so imperialism is over" no. because britain's wealth and power are a direct result of that imperialism, thus they do still benefit from it presently, even if the "official empire" is dissolved. this is true for most empires. but with the elves of thedas, they have none of the power or privilege that the elvhen empire accrued through its evils. if anything, it is tevinter that benefits most from the lost elven empire considering how much of their society is founded on its technology, and the fact that. you know. they are currently, modernly, presently an empire based on slavery. OF ELVES. so why, then, does veilguard present the elves as culpable? why does the angry titan harding creature say they are "thriving" at the titans expense? why does bellara take personal responsibility for the evils that elgar'nan and ghilan'nain commit when she had nothing to do with them? the messaging with this is so strange. it would make sense if elves were still the ruling class but... they're not. the only remnants of the empire that they have access to is their own bodies... which are systemically, bought, sold, and mutilated. though the game does erase much of the racism they face in what i can only assume was an attempt to make this work.

the combo of this + solas's trick/fight endings for what is fundamentally, according to this game itself, a desire for a better world for elves and spirits, no matter if it is misled or his methods are violent, is a depressing, bleak message that i find to be irresponsible to be sending in 2024 and considering the real world groups of people that elves are based on, most notably of the dalish as indigenous north americans. veilguard sees elves lose not just their understanding of their past, dissolving their entire worldview, their conception of their cultural identity, and their relationship to their religion, all without sufficient (or any) exploration of how devastating such a process would be, but by imprisoning solas, erasing his followers and supporters from existence, and binding him to the veil, it also robs them of the possibility of a more just future... while asking you to cheer because he deserved it. dont try to make the world a better place unless you do it the right way. work with the world as it is. your attachment to the past (when you werent being genocided regularly) is a disease. you deserve to go to jail because you tried to change the world in a way that that was too disruptive. get over it! move on! rot in jail!

[mythicmanuscripts]

Do you think omega Aemond despite trying so hard to fight being an omega would try to preen for his Alpha subconsciously? Like imagine he and his Alpha have gotten together and he cant help but spend a little extra time worrying that his hair isnt straight enough (we all know he straightens his hair 😅), his old clothes dont ‘fit’ so he *needs* to get newer and nicer ones that no one has seen before in a color you said made his skin look nice, and no, it is just a coincidence he has started hounding the other omega ladies for skincare tips.

Aw I love this idea!!!

Omega!Aemond below the cut. All my a/b/o content is tagged with 'a/b/o hotd' so if you don't want to see this type of thing just block that tag.

So firstly, from the moment Aemond spoke to you for the first time he was obsessed. He's just so... captivated? There's something about the way you take him seriously in a way most alphas don't, but at the same time you manage to also make him feel so well cared for. He always wants to be around you, and he starts to get grumpy and irritable when he hasn't seen you in a few days.

Basically from the moment he presented as an omega he has had alphas talk down to him and belittle him and assume he’s not as strong or smart as he is. (Side note, what if he claims Vhagar after he presents? Runs away and ends up with Vhagar who protects him?). It’s this history that makes him so unreceptive to any courting attempts. If one more person gifts him a rose and promises to take care of him then he’s actually gonna lose it.

Despite this, he's somehow completely oblivious to how he wants you to mate him? You’d think with his general distain for most alphas it would stand out to him immediately when there’s suddenly an alpha whose company he actually enjoys.

He mostly doesn’t realise this just because he honestly doesn’t even think of it. He doesn’t really think of anything when you’re around. Usually he’s constantly analysing every alpha in his vicinity, glancing at them all often to take note of where they are and trying to spot his quickest escape route. But with you it’s like that mistrusting part of himself just doesn’t seem to exist anymore. Head absolutely empty.

He's been pushing down his instincts for so long that he doesn't realise his desire to always be around you isnt just because he gets along well with you.

It's extremely obvious to everyone else of course, he's not exactly subtle. He goes from refusing to give any alphas the time of day to tripping over his own feet in his hurry to snag a seat next to you. And then just when they think he can't get more obvious, he starts asking for fashion advice and maybe even starts peaking into the kitchens to see how the servants cook so that he can make you something one day.

It’s especially obvious whenever he sees an opportunity to do something for you, and he’ll actually get upset and almost territorial over you if someone else does whatever he wanted to do? And this is all the way down to the most minor thing. He literally hissed at a servant who saw him reaching for the wine and assumed he wanted a cup of it to be poured.

Because no!!! No he didn’t want a cup to be poured he wanted to pour it for you!!! He’ll be all grumpy about it, acting irritated until you say his name and get his attention back on you then he almost immediately forgets about the servant.

Once you realise how much Aemond seems to love any compliments and acknowledgement you give him, you take special care to ensure you're saying nice things to him. Every single time you do his scent spikes and he blushes and sometimes you swear he's having to stop himself from purring.

He always takes note of the specific things you compliment him on and ensures to focus on them. When you realise this you start to use it to encourage self care for himself? You complement how well rested he looks, you thank him for that eating enough, you tell him you’re so proud of him for standing up for himself, etc.

And all throughout this he has absolutely no idea he’s falling for you.

In fact, he only notices when he realises one day how it’s been ages since some rich alpha came skipping into the castle with an offer of mating and a generic gift he’ll throw out immediately. Maybe it’s only at a big event that it finally comes out? Like there’s a massive celebration feast hosted with dancing and music and usually at least 10 alphas are all lined up to ask for a dance but this time not a single one approaches him.

It’s only after that evening that he realises everyone thinks he’s already taken by you.

Which…. Well they might not be 100% right but they certainly aren’t wrong either.

[ainnur]

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain" -Fanfic

Sumary : After being possesed by Lady Bone Demon, Bai He have white stroke on her hair. She hated how it look because it make her look like old lady and so much like the Bone Demon herself. Then she ask Wukong for help and Wukong help her cover the white hair...

A/N : Soooo Im not really a writer I just wrote this for fun so there will be some mistake. And my english kinda shitty. This base of my au "What Still Frozen au". Character can be Ooc

"Pink and Yellow Cover The Pain " -by Ainnur

"Have you done this before?"

"Nope, I never even touch a hair dye before, can you belive that?"

Hearing that Bai He isn't actually sure how to feel about it. On one hand, she actually scare to let this happend but on other hand, she just doesn't care anymore. What else could Bai He lost? Her hair already demaged real bad because of the Bone Demon and Bai He is forever piss about it.

To put it simple, Bai He loved her hair so much. She loves brushing and styling it however she want and it will look cute. Thanks to her cousin Ayu who always press on how important the hair care is, Bai He able to keep her hair healthy for a long time. Her hair is long like her mother and have a colour of her dad's. What used to be soft and silky beautiful hair now letf dry and kinda dead. No matter what she do, it just seem that she can't bring her old back. She hates that.

Another thing is, being Lady Bone Demon host body left her with ugly white stroke of hair. Not only it make Bai He look like old lady, it make Bai He look like more the Bone Demon herself. Bai He know it just make sense that Bone Demon make Bai He look like be when using her body like a puppet. That old demon bitch... That just make her hated her hair even more and want to get rip of it.. She decide to tell Wukong about it and ask his opinion. He'll understand right? Afterall, he got same white stroke of hair like her. Even he dont understand, he will help her and she just know it. She didnt expect this...

💕

Bai He take a big gulp of water and huff in satisfaction. Right now she at Pigsy's Noddle with Wukong sitting next to her. It's somehow become their little thing to just eating noddle and talk about random things. Bai He enjoy this simple times with Wukong and she always get to eat delicious noddle that Wukong always pay for her. Wukong doesn't seem to mind and Bai He won't complain about it. Why would she? We talk about free food!

Bai He take a look at Wukong who seem lost in thought while waiting for his noddle to cold down. That one thing Bai He notice about Wukong. He always waits for any of his food to cold down. It's not just cold down enough that you can eat the food when is still warm , no, Wukong waited until all the heats is completely gone. Where the enjoyment of that?? But again not like Bai He would say anything about it. If Wukong like his food like that, who is she to judges loudly?

"Umm...you good kid? You kinda looking at me for solid 3 minutes now. Did I have something on my face?" Wukong's voice able to pull Bai He back from her thought.

"No. You're fine Monkey King " Bai He actually double check Wukong's face to make sure of it.

"It's just...." Bai He take few breath try to form a right sentence to tell Wukong. Few seconds pass as Wukong wait for her to tell him whatever she in her mind right now.

"I hate my hair...." Saying that, she get Wukong full attention as he push his bowl of noddle aside wanting to actually hear her.

"I hate what she done to my hair and how it make me look like....Her.. And I just want the damage to be gone." She grab her hair a bit on her palm not actually looking at Wukong as she focus on her hair right now. It's silence for seconds as Wukong try to process what Bai He just tell him.

"Well you can cut it-"

"No" she cut Wukong words fast

"I don't want to cut it.I just...cant..part of with didnt allowed that." Bai He cant actually explain why she didnt want to cut it, she just know she attach to it.

"I just want to 'cover' it like you..." Bai He words stiff while she looking at Wukong this time. Other thing Bai He know about Wukong is that Wukong uses magic thing call glamours or something to hide his real appearance to other. Even from MK. He cover the white stroke of hair using that and make his hair look normal. Bai He is silently jealous of that ability of Wukong because how is that fair? Why he can just look how ever he want with snap of finger and she just cant? Oh how she wish she have the ablity too.

"I get an idea!" Wukong said with smile planning something in his head. Oh boy....

💕.

That bring us to now. Both Bai He and Wukong is walking to her bathroom after Wukong show up next day with big bag full with hair dye. Hair dye .....Why Bai He didn't about that sooner?! Maybe she so stress and that just didnt cross her mind. Bai He was suprise when she saw the bag full with different colours of hair dye boxs for first time when Wukong show up.

"I don't know what colour you prefer so I just bring everything and let you choose " Wukong simply said that and leave Bai He watching him with unbeliveable face. This monkeyyyyyy.

"Wukong like pink right?" Wukong asks with a smile, holding a box pink hair day in his hand. He right about that, Bai He loves the colour pinks. It's remind her of her cousin who like wearing pink. To put it simple, pink is pretty colour. Some people would say that pink is not a real colour as it is just shade of red. They were right but Bai He doesn't care, It's pretty and that only thing matter. Pink could be lovely colour that bright up the mood but it also can be sickening when it's to much

"Yeah, I want pink" She decide on that with smile. If anything happend it happend and Bai He could not careless. Wukong only respon saying she make a great choice and preparing the dye. While Wukong busy, Bai He want to go through the bag again and that when she notice something is moving inside. "Little monkey!?" Yeah one of Wukong's subject follow Wukong hear in the bag. The little monkey then went to his king and climb on his shoulder. Wukong gigle for a bit and let the little monkey mix the hair dye. "Careful now little one" Wukong remind the monkey. Bai He watching everything with awe and get her attention back to the bag.

Inside of the back she find another colour, yellow. But with specific shade.... It's yellow but not just any yellow, it's have a bit of orange hue in it making it look more golden. It's Wukong type of yellow. Bai He dont know much about colour theory but the colour do remind her of Wukong. This yellow colour bring warm feeling to Bai He. It's provide comfort for Bai He with the bright and fun nature of the colour.

"I want this colour too" Bai He said without thinking. Wukong simply agree with her and Bai He cant help but smile at Wukong. Everything he did right now is for her and she really appreciate it. Colouring her hair with both colour would be fun. But again she didnt want to colour whole head, just the ugly white stroke. Will it look good? They'll find out about that later.

💕

"You sure, you never done this before?" Bai He ask suspicious with Wukong's skill right now. That monkey really tell her that he never dying people hair before but the way Wukong doing staff right now say the opposite.

"Yeahhhhh.....look Im gonna come clean. I watched few video online last night of how to dye hair and tried to do it on my own clone for a bit. " Last night...... Wukong learned to do everything by only a night. Not to mention he just learned it from some video online! Bai He she shouldn't question Wukong ability but to learn something THAT quick is just insane for her.

"Of course and now you're a hairdresser" Bai said sacasticly. Yeah, she bit jealous of that ability, who wouldnt? Wukong just laugh awkwardly at her comment. He so focus on working on Bai He hair with little help from the small monkey to actually say anything as Bai He sit in bathtub.

Bai He herself dont know what Wukong is doing but she trust Wukong completely. Even if everything didnt turn out well she know Wukong would think about something to fix it. Yup, no worry at all. She let Wukong and little monkey pull her hair and wrap it with aluminium foil that Wukong summon using his hair. The smell of hair dye kinda bad and strong.

💕

They have to wait for an hours as the box said. During that time all 3 of them do is watching some random drama from Bai He's phone to kill time. The drama actually good as all of them focus on the phone and not talking at all.

"No offend Monkey King but that women kinda remind me of you" She look at Wukong and back to her phone. The little monkey nod hearing that

"What do you mean?" Wukong raise a eyebrow because that women look nothing like him and many way.

"Both have shitty taste of man" Bai He answers him fast and she can hear Wukong gasping and little monkey cover it mouth.

" ExCuUsE you, I have FINE taste of man"

"Bullshit. You dated Macaque that say everything about you!!"

"Come on! That not fair!" Wukong pout at that. They bicker a bit with Wukong try to defend his pout taste in man and little monkey siding Bai He in this bickering.

After an hour it's finally time to wash off the dye. Wukong let Bai He do it herself as he take a towel for her. Bai He watch the leftover dye going down to the tub's hole. The pink and yellow colour get mix together creating redish-orange colour. Later she that the towel Wukong give her and dry her hair off.

Bai He take deep breath as she preparing herself to look at mirror again. These past few she isnt doing well looking at mirror because she keep seeing HER. There is still cracks from where she punch the mirror. She still remember how worry Wukong is that time and everything was a mess.. Blood dripping from her fist and some stick to broken mirror. It was Wukong who help her treat the wound. But that is another story. Finally after have courage to look at mirror, Bai He eyes go wide seeing her own reflection.

"Sooooo...do you like it,kid?" Wukong ask softly while having little monkey on his shoulder. Bai He take a look at herself again at her broken mirror that she punched. The white hair stroke is now cover with pink and yellow colour. Both colour stand out from her original black hair.

"I..LOVE it!" Bai He is being honest. In her opinion, the colour was great combo and she love how it look so much. Her eyes sparkels as she see no more of white hair. Lady Bone Demon look nothing like her right now. Did Lady Bone Demon have have a sick and cool pink and yell hair stroke? No, she doesn't .

"Thank you so much, Monkey King!!" Bai He said happily as she hugs her mentor hard

"Anytime, kid" Wukong smile and hug her back. She then let go of Wukong and take out her phone fast as want she talking picture with her new hair colour and Wukong. Everything turn out fine and Bai He couldnt be more happy.

END :3

Thanks for reading! Everything about the au is under "What Still Frozen au" tag. You also can ask me anything about the au or idea for them or other things

[cozymochi]

This kind of has to be said but can we make it a habit to NOT go into my inbox to say things like:

Or “Sorry but ur [X design] looks so out of place next to [Y design]”

Or: “Whenever I see [X] I think of this thing I hate idk why”

Or, my new favorite: “Wow, I sure love how u drew [X], BUT I feel nothing towards the rest of what you designed about it XD sorry its just how i feel >w<”

along with a myriad of other commentary that ends up throwing my art or designs (no matter how early) under the bus.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m perceived as some distant figure who won’t feel or read anything—

Or if parasocial habits have gotten so bad that people have started to feel extremely comfortable saying anything to me. Literally so comfortable to the point that with the above things in particular, they don’t even feel the need to use anonymous. Folk are just that comfy.

What use do I have knowing any of these things? And if they’re meant to be jokes, they aren’t exactly funny.

It especially doesn’t help that I’m personally trying to break a decade long habit of punching down on my work. Now barely into the new year it’s been replaced by other people doing it, but framed in what I can only assume to be a “casual quirky contrarian” way.

For what? The lolz?

And on that note I’m not even sure if they know they’re even doing it. I’m sure it’s unintentional given the level of comfort in which they’re said. Which brings me back to that whole parasocial thing.

“Wow, I loved your vanilla cake its my favorite! BUT YOUR STRAWBERRY CAKE tastes like dirt to me XD but i dont like strawberries they make me think of bugs” type talk. You don’t have to include the latter portion. It pretty much negates the rest of what was said.

It’s just confusing and as far as I’m concerned, not exactly great etiquette when it comes to speaking to artists at all. Or, really anyone who makes stuff to be seen for free. I would assume that would be common sense, yet even I get baffled.

🫠 But, if that’s the level of familiarity people want to go with, it certainly doesn’t convince me to want to potentially expand on things like fake event concepts, or share other unreleased things.

I already set an obscenely high bar for myself, then in the moments I lower it for my own sake (or for my wrist) I get the peanut gallery ready to tell me in a quirky XD way that I made their blorbo look stupid, or that my blorbo makes them think of stuff they hate.

BUT ITS OKAY ITS JUST hoW they FEEL. It’s SiLLY! No harm no foul! Just the art but whatever.

I’ll just leave it at that.

[izel-scribbles]

I simply adore your art style and wanted to ask if you have any pointers for developing my own style and/or advice to improve in general. (already doing 1 min figure drawing as routinely as I can)

Also Happy New Year 🎊

Happy new year!!

thank you so much!! heres my advice for you <3

i would say find something to get like INSANELY obsessed with. For me it was malevolent. From april to august i improved a crazy amount just from that. Also, use references!!!! References are your best friend!!!! once you get confident enough, you can start combining references or just skipping them altogeher, but using references helped me a LOT when i was learning how to draw realistic anatomy, hair, faces, clothes, etc. Also find an artist whose style you like and do some studies of their art! I really love early-to-mid 20th century art. J. C. Leyendecker was a massive inspiration to me, especially with color work and rendering. Heres some of his art:

(Yes theres two cowboy ones dont ask)

I love the way he renders skin and fabric particularly, making them look so vibrant and alive, so I studied a bunch of his pieces (did it with my fav characters to make it more fun) and figured out how to achieve his style with my own art supplies. Even though his work is mainly gouache and oil paints and I use alcohol markers, there were some characteristics i could apply. if you want to do studies quickly and easily, trace over photos and isolate shapes- this helped me figure out which aspects to keep the same and which ones to stylize or exaggerate.

!!! ALSO !!! DO NOT FORCE YOURSELF TO DRAW. THIS IS HOW YOU GET FRUSTRATED WITH YOUR WORK + MAKE SOMETHING THAT SHOULD BE FUN DRAINING. if you want to draw something but you cant pin down the idea, go read a book or go outside or do another hobby for a little bit! this always helps me because my thoughts flow a lot more freely when im not pressuring myself to come up with something.

I know a lot of artists learn from video tutorials and the such, but i personally never watch those so i dont have any to recommend. Ive also never really taken any art classes other than school required ones.

hopefully this helps! Lmk if you have any more questions :)

[mxxnlightbae08]

Some plots that I want to see for Arc 3 before I actually lose my sanity bcs I WILL be throwing hands if Netflix doesn't give us a sign:

Planning for the return of Aaravos (obviously). Claudia's return alongside with it too dont forget. (i wonder how she'll look like)

Callum learning all the arcanums. I feel like this is really important because this will help with defeating Aaravos since it's been shown he knows all primal sources. I want to see Callum at his strongest too it's gonna be so cool ngl.

Aanya and Ezran + Soren and Corvus TOGETHER PLEASE 🕯️🕯️🕯️

Kim'dael (or however you say her name) What happened to her? Where is she and why did they completely forget about her existence? I was expecting Rayla to go against her in a battle especially after what she did to her as a kid, but ig we were robbed once again. We could've maybe seen her in a bloodmoon form if that is possible for normal moonshadow elves to do.💔

Claudia either having the most emotional redemption arc (I still have a tiny bit of hope left for my girl), or becoming a full fledged villian. Maybe even worse than Aaravos. No inbetween because as much as I love this show sm, it can be a bit undecided with it's plots here and there.

Rayla finds out she's pregnant. Guys just hear me out. It could be such a good plot, kind of like Twilight: Breaking Dawn. Whilst planning for Aaravos's return, they also have to deal with the first halfling baby that hasn't been seen in Xadia for years (i think), and if it will have more abilities than usual. And I saw on someone's post that it being born at the end could represent the love and a new era between human's and elves. And other than that, it'd be cute seeing everyone stress over Rayla being reckless the entire time. (I'll pray for them all, especially Callum😭)

Zym becoming the new archdragon king. This is another important plot needed because I'm pretty sure he's the only archdragon left. Unless he goes on some sort of journey to see if there are any other archdragons out there to help rule alongside with him. Plus, we legit heard him talk bruh. I NEED MORE OF DRAGON ZUKO!!!

WE NEED ARC 3 ABEG 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾

(these are just my personal thoughts i daydreamed abt delusionally btw, if i have any other ideas I'll do another post at some point)

[diminuel]

Happy new years 🎉 I wish you a great 2025

Ok with that outta the way, I made the horrific mistake of continuing my rewatch of op yesterday afternoon and finished marineford which is not a great way to spend the last day of the year with but that's on me

I usually am passive with the whole crocomom/dad theory with croc cuz I thought it was only based of that one iva line and thought haha let's add another potential mom to the list(mind you I first heard this theory when I was in wci so memories of marineford was spotty at that time)

Now on my rewatch when I'm not too focused on the anxiety and mourning of ace I'm now realized how ooc croc was after sengoku announced Luffy parentage

I just went ????!?!? HUH WHAT WHAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS FOR I DONT TRUST YOU WHAT

There's legit zero reason for him to kill the executioners much less help the whitebeards with akainu like zero reason

You couldn't even play off it's a 'pirate's pride' with croc like he said when he went to help the whitebeards and not letting the navy hunt down the pirate CUZ HE WAS A FORMER WARLORD HE DOESN'T GIVE A FLYING FUCK ABOUT PIRATE PRIDE WHATSOEVER

And you couldn't even argue about it paying back a debt to Luffy cuz he technically did so already in impel down

It's just, it doesn't make any sense unless he has a very strong connection regarding Luffy parentage (regardless it's because he is mom or he owe someTHING to the revs)

Ughhhh my goddd, I don't even think it's a theory anymore, I truly believe crocomom is real now andjshfjsnfj

A happy New Year and a great 2025 to you too!

Crocodile's out of the ordinary behavior during the battle of Marineford is what many people who are aware of Crocodad cite as a main reason for why there could be some truth to the theory! I did read this "live" when it was released in but I didn't like Crocodile at that time so I don't remember what I thought about his motivations. I think the most surface level one is to just accept that what he says is true but it leaves a lot of questions because he goes above and beyond what is necessary to not let the marines win.

Not letting the marines win meant "save Ace, protect Luffy - carry the next generation into the new era". Considering his grudge against Whitebeard, him following his wishes all of a sudden seems strange. But if there was his own interest mixed into making sure Luffy lives... well.

(Sidenote: I like what you say about him not having any pirate pride. I think that's true. Judged by Miss Golden Week's power he still has or at least had dreams to be the king of pirates. But he doesn't do anything to achieve it, so I wonder what being king of pirates even meant to him. (It is Buggy of all people who gives him and Mihawk a lecture about them not being real pirates if I remember correctly.))

Crocodile comes across as a character who makes decisions based on strategic merit, not emotion. But when he saved Luffy, he was clearly upset, even more upset than when he saw WB stabbed by his own crew member. And even that kind of upset surprised a lot of people.

I did write about the specific moment that proceeds Crocodile starting his out of character actions and it is WB's speech about sons, about loving them unconditionally, about doing what it takes to preserve that life. He was talking about Ace and while Crocodile did save Ace, there is way more weight to him saving Luffy - the stakes are higher (it is against Akainu) and Crocodile appears emotionally invested in it as well. "If you want to protect something, do it right." He knows that this is his son/ someone he wants to protect for some reason. He didn't react the moment it was revealed that Dragon was his dad (we didn't see Crocodile's reaction to it, but he also didn't jump into action the second he heard), but only later, when WB made his speech which also seemed to rearrange Crocodile's priorities - he has to let go of the old wounds and old grudges that he's been carrying for decades. Maybe leaving his child behind has also been an old wound, never mind what the realization that he nearly killed him might have done to him. But Luffy's alive, he's here, he needs help and Crocodile is going to provide it.

Ah, I love thinking about this theory!

(Of course he could have other ties or debts to Dragon, or he could just have done it all because he somehow decided to let go of his grudge against WB and stand side by side with the WB pirates because he used to be one of them, but that doesn't bring me as much joy to think about. And while there might have been WB and Croc backstory, the point of revealing that Croc was part of his crew seems to have passed. The WB pirates are no more; they were defeated, we got to see some flashbacks and this chapter seems closed now. Of course Oda could just reveal it in a SBS later as he sometimes does with backstories he knows won't make it into the manga.)

This is quite rambly, my apologies X'D

[reallife6anoufriev6boy6]

furry!dylric hurt/comfort fanfic

includes lots of comfort and them as furries, plus eric being a nervous wreck.

note: eric is a nervous dog. literally. i also dont have any lyrics i apologize… this is a short thing i threw together bcuz i rlly wanted dog eric content

erics parents had found one of his less incriminating journals.

it led to an awkward conversation with lots of deflection, then a fight. he had called dylan to pick him up and let him stay the night. he was too much of a wreck to drive and he couldnt be stuck at home.

which is what brought him to where he was now, standing in dylans room while pacing back and forth.

his tail was tucked between his legs and he kept incessantly licking at his maw - beyond nervous. he never liked to show his nervousness, but now he couldnt shake the feeling.

“theyre gonna find out, theyre gonna find out, vee,” he kept repeating it “i’m so fucked - *we’re* so fucked.”

“dude, its gonna be okay. they found one of the “normal” ones, right? and you hid everything else again?” dylan was trying to reason with him to help him calm down, its usually what he did on these rare occasions.

“yeah, yeah i did,” he replies, but he cant help but think something will happen “fuck, fuck! theyre gonna find something, anything, i swear,” he barked, sharp and nervous “i dont know what to do, i dont-“

he cut off by the other grabbing onto him, pulling him into a tight hug and running his paws down his back soothingly.

“relax, reb, itll be fine,” he murmurs, keeping a steady hold on him “itll work out.”

eric stands frozen in place and its only just now that he realizes how he was panting and shaking - *trembling* from the anxiety. this was new, this was embarrassing.

“dylan, theyre gonna find it - it, something, anything, shit! i should’ve stayed - i shouldve-“ hes hushed by the other again, except this time a paw comes up to grab his snout, holding it shut like a muzzle.

sometimes the best course of action was to quite literally shut him up.

“they arent going to find anything. youve hidden it for this long, yeah?” that was true, but the doberman couldnt accept that. he was thinking too much too quickly - he couldnt think rationally.

his paws come up to the shepherds back, grabbing onto the fabric of his shirt and digging his claws in.

he didnt know how much he needed it, but it felt good to hold onto him. it felt good to be cared for.

dylan is soon easing him onto the ground, sitting on the floor with him pulled close. he hated seeing his friend like this - like a nervous wreck who couldnt control himself. it had never gotten this far though to the point of panic.

he lets go of his snout and wraps both arms around him again, careful yet tight. his paw continues to pet his back.

it was amazing how quickly and easily he could soothe him. he was still trembling and panting, but the lip licking had stopped and his tail was untucked.

it was so weak. it made eric feel weak, but he melts into the touch as his friend spoke.

“im here for you, reb. ive got you, ive got you.” his voice is soft, comforting. he really did have him - in a physical and metaphorical sense.

the doberman hadnt noticed it before, but there were tears pooling in his eyes. he blinks and they finally spill over, dampening his fur. this was the most vulnerable he had been in a long time.

the petting on his back seemed to calm him further. the panting stopped and his body relaxed the smallest bit, although he was still shaking.

under any other circumstances he wouldve never let this happen. he wouldve forced himself to calm down, he wouldnt have shown dylan this side of him. not this weak neediness he hated.

however the shepherd took to it warmly with open arms. this was his best friend and soon to be partner in crime. this display of vulnerability didnt make his view change.

eric lets out this little high pitched whine, not being able to bite it back. its like he finally accepts it, indulging in the sweet care.

he turns his body and nuzzles his head into his chest. it seemed like he had been replaced with a completely different person in that moment, but it was still him - it was all the broken, fragile pieces of what was called eric harris. not reb or any other fancy persona, just eric.

dylan gladly accepts eric into his chest, holding onto him tighter. he didnt care about the way he was holding onto him so tight that he could feel his claws in his back or how he was getting tears on him - none of it mattered. nothing mattered other then his friends needs.

“what if they find something?,” erics voice breaks through the silence, but its hoarse “then what?”

the other takes a moment to answer, replying thoughtfully“ill back you up,” it was true, he would stick by his side “ill agree with whatever story you come up with, eric, i promise. i wouldnt let you take the fall on your own.” if he was supposed to stick with him through a shooting, then he could stick with him through this.

“what if i have to tell the truth?”

“ill still have your back.”

its quiet again for a moment. theres so much devotion and loyalty that lingers in the air, thick and heavy, but not suffocating. instead comforting. he could tell just how serious he was.

the shaking stops, turning into short shakes that are spread out and only last a moment. his ears relax a little too, lifting from where they were pinned to his head.

eric needed so much from dylan. he needed the devotion and support, he needed *too* much of it. it would suffocate and crush anyone under the pressure of it. dylan wasnt good at committing and giving him the commitment he so desperately needed, but he could tell he would do it anyway.

he would risk everything right alongside him.

“do you promise?”

it feels so childish to ask. its like if he were a kid asking him to pinky promise over something small.

“yeah, i promise, eric.”

he does though. he promises him. its a promise he would be sure not to break.

thats all he needed, completely relaxing against him and taking in the warmth and comfort. he was so lucky to have someone like him. he didnt know what hed do without him.

his whole body felt so exhausted - he had a massive headache and his eyes felt so heavy. he sniffled, closing his eyes and letting himself rest against his friend.

he felt *safe.* he felt safe because he was in dylans arms, being cared for like he was some kind of angel. again, its a childish thought, but it feels like nothing can hurt him like this. as if his friend would be able to protect him from whatever was out there.

he hated himself for even thinking of that. he was supposed to protect himself - be strong and tough and not let anything get in his way.

however, sometimes a little protection from your best friend was all that you needed.

[gii-1]

nanami x reader + adopted yuuji

here you go @jaix-chan-blog i really hope u like it!!!

authors note: not proof read. i really hope i got his personality right!! it might be ooc because nanami is not on my top favourites (so i haven’t psycho analysed their personality and things they would possibly do or say to an alarming state) it also took so long because i just take a really long time write lol. i also dont really know how adoption works, so i apologise if some things are a bit off.

ps. sorry for so many …elipsis.

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you and nanami were at his favourite bakery, eating his favourite pastries like how you both usually do in his extra spare amount of time. during this you wanted to address a nagging thought that you’ve been meaning to say for a long time.

“i want a child.”

his eyes widened mid bite. he first finished chewing the delicate soft pastry to buy some time for thought before he could answer, taken aback by your bluntness. you were just dying to tell him your urge to have a child, so your thoughts had slipped in an instant.

“do you understand what you mean by saying this? do you know how much effort it takes to raise a child?” nanami questioned you. his tone alot more serious then normal, he wanted to make sure you were aware of the responsibilities you would need to hold in order to be a parent before you even start considering the possibility of having a child. children are as vulnerable and delicate as a flower, if you get one thing wrong while trying to grow it, the plant will be detrimentally affected for the rest of its growth. this is a fact he knew very well.

“of course i do! i’ll be a good parent, im willing to sacrifice many hours and sleepless nights to take care of it.”

“will you always make sure you’re ready and emotionally available?” right when he said that, the realisation had dawned on you that, maybe, talking this out in a public bakery would not be a good idea. of course this wasn’t, you certainly didn’t want random strangers to listen in to your very personal conversation with him.

“..lets talk about this when we get home.”

“yes. that sounds like a good idea.”

once you both headed back home, it was silent. not out of anger or spite - but rather that you were both pondering the likes of having a child. this was the first time either of you ever brought up even the thought of the two of you being parents, and it really made nanami think. he had his own fair share of daydreams, he definitely had thoughts of what it would be like with you both sharing a child and enjoying the happiness of being parents. he’s pictured you making lunch in your worn out ‘kiss the cook’ apron while the kid is silent watching in awe. watching the child do endearing things which makes you let out your oh so beautiful laugh. you both holding the childs hands while walking to school, giggling and smiling while speaking about silly things. but nanami had always brushed these thoughts off, not thinking about it any further.

as you both entered your comfortable abode, he hung up your coat on the hanger for you (like the gentleman he is) , you slightly pouted at him since you could of done it yourself. he looked at you with a quizzical expression not understanding the reason why you made such a face.

“you didn’t have to, you know.”

“sorry, its just a habit. i do it absentmindedly.”

it was certainly true, he was a gentleman by default. you were aware that when he did these things he didn’t think you weren’t capable of such tasks, he just couldn’t help doing it. what you couldn’t help but do was smile and chuckle at his antics, earning another confused look from him.

you both sat down together on your shared bed, which is never gets messy for some peculiar strange reason. (nanami hates coming home to messy beds.)

“so..uhm.”

so thats how its going to start, yay! he seemed to be really awkward, his body going sort of stiff. its not that he didn’t like the idea - no. infact, he would be extremely happy, over the moon to share a cutie pie with his loving wife.

“do you think.. we should get a child?”

you asked, jumping straight into right into it, taking all of your eager confidence you had in stock. it would have probably been better if you asked this first, to see what he thinks about it.

“i..”

he trailed of, he had oh so much to say but he couldn’t. so you did have to sort of take the lead here.

“i…i’ve actually thought about this for a long time, the clothes, the diet, education and fun activities we all could do, and ive calculated if we have the capacity to add a child to our family with our combined salaries. we would have more then enough.”

a smile had slipped out of his usual facial expression unknowingly. he should of known you would think that far, of course you would. it made him feel alot less anxious, as he instinctively thought he would have to do all the boring calculations and planning like he usually feels inclined to do. but he’s talking to you here, where he gets to relax. he’s not at work anymore, he’s with you.

“i would really like that idea, love.”

“yeah, i really do.”

that was it. there and done, set in concrete. maybe even the mutually agreed happiest day of your life’s, next to the day you first met. you both would finally share an adorable little child.

now it was time to actually get said child; and this is how it went.

the agency of the adoption center had questioned you what age and gender you wanted for the child you wished for, both of you didn’t mind the gender as long as they were young. after about three months of searching you both laid eyes on one child particular, it was like fate.

it was a little boy, no older than four. he had the most squishy and rose dusted cheeks you have ever seen, two cute little beady eyes full of curiosity. he had a very pinkish blonde hair that stuck out with the sides of his hair being brown. right when he looked at you both he gave a big toothy smile, holding up his hand to give a toy car.

“for you!”

he urged you both to take it, the toy looked a bit rough on the edges. it looked like it was loved very dearly, with its paint fading and chipping. the agent laughed at his antics.

“what a lovable little boy, no? he’s been giving his favourite things to every could-be future parents he comes across. he gave his favourite apple once, too!”

you and nanami both looked at each other. all it took was one look, you both already knew that he was the one. he was so undeniably wholesome, you couldn’t help but pick him up and smother him with love and affection.

“i want that.”

yeah, as soon as you said that you got (gently) slapped in the back of your head. nanami quickly cleared his throat.

“we are interested taking in this child, do you think we could proceed with the adoption papers?”

“yes, of course!”

luckily the agent thought nothing of your little slip up, thankfully they just laughed it off.

later you both found out the boys name, yuuji itadori. out of the grandfather’s respect, you were told not to change his name as his last dying wish was him to still remember his families name. he must of loved him dearly, it was sad that he didn’t have the opportunity to see him grow like you both had.

after that moment on, all of your moments were all the more exhilarating. you had actually spent hours researching good food for picky eaters while it still being healthy, you wanted to make sure he’d like it. so there you were, arms behind your back while your fingers crossed, discreetly biting your lip in anxious anticipation. when you saw him happily eating your food, leaving nothing out, you couldn’t help but smile.

now with your newly adopted son, you both were scrambling to safety proof the whole house as yuuji was not very aware of his surroundings yet. he was to adventurous for his own good, constantly getting hurt. its even worse when you don’t know what he could get hurt by - possibly anything at this point. a ball that he slammed into the wall onto for it to hit it back with same amount of force, making him lose a tooth, or how he accidentally immobilised himself with jump ropes where he couldn’t get out. one second you turn away, he’s already grabbing something he shouldn’t have.

like for example, when he grabbed nanamis razor and shaved some of his hair off. not only that, he was giving you a smile. how did this happen? you were running him a bath while in the bathroom, he wad standing next to you, watching the water pour out of the tap with curiosity. you knew the dangers of keeping bathroom appliances near children very well, you made sure it was out of his reach. what you didnt take account for, when checking the warmness of the water, then adding more hot water to readjust the temperature, he took that time to climb up the sink and grab the razor. you completely forgot! you didn’t even think he would know where it was in the house considering it was inside a cabinet, let alone be aware of its existence. you should of known he had been eyeing that cabinet, he looks at it every time he comes in. he must of seen nanami use it. as soon as you heard the sound of the razor, you immediately took it from him.

so now you were sitting there, your child with a newly attained bald spot despite being nowhere around his thirties. your heart nearly stopped when you saw the pinkish hair scattered across your bathroom floor, cursing yourself as a parent.

“what am i going to do with you, huh?”

you say, simultaneously pinching his cheek. he simply giggled, reaching his hand out to try and pinch your cheek as a way of copying you. even though you found him wholesome, it doesn’t make up for the fact he had a very noticeable bald spot on the side of his head, how were you going to tell nanami that your child looks like the before photo of a hair loss ad?

nanami then came home to a little yuuji running up to meet him as usual, and you leaning near the doorway watching yuuji reunite with his dad, happily hugging and grabbing onto his legs.

“wow, i really love, yuujis uhh.. hat.”

he said, looking at the big straw sun hat that yuuji was wearing. you actually had no other options, even though it was quite literally sliding off his head when he bounced around the place, it was all you had to cover his bald spot. nanami was about to take it off until you stopped him.

“wait! wait, wait, wait! don’t take it off!”

you quickly clasped both of his hands, resulting in nanami raising a eyebrow in utter confusion.

“why not? did something happen?”

“i should probably tell you but, um, you know your razor you keep high up in the cabinet? yeah, he used it and gave himself a bald spot. i didn’t even know he would climb up the sink just to get it! it was wrong of me, i should of been more aware of it, its an obvious danger!”

you felt extremely bad for not being able enough for it not to happen, you felt very disappointed in yourself. nanami simply sighed.

“dear, you shouldn’t work yourself over too much. you already put so much effort into taking care of him, but these types of situations are unavoidable. children are very impulsive and unpredictable, you can’t be sure every accident won’t occur. lets try to keep our sharp things completely of reach next time, so it doesn’t happen again.”

he then took off yuuji’s sun hat and put it on the rack.

“ah.. so thats what it looks like huh?”

nanami looked at it as yuuji started giggling, touching his new bold spot.

“i want a sunhat! like mommy!”

he crouched down onto yuujis level.

“when you see any object you don’t know, make sure to ask mommy or daddy if you should do anything with it, alright?”

“ok! i will daddy!”

nanami simply smiled, patting him on the head. you also sit down on his level, ruffling his hair making him look at you with a toothy grin.

“we’ll make sure to get you that sunhat when its summer, alright?”

[halitis]

Any thoughts on Roy and Hal?

How they would interact with eachother in Roy's Speedy era?

Hal becoming Roys 2nd Parent?

DO I HAVE THOUGHTS

BOY OH BOY DO I HAVE THOUGHTS. ALWAYS. my two faves :DDD

hal is really quite good with kids! probably one of the best in the league i'd argue. it's because he treats them like independent people with thoughts and feelings. while roy loved that at first, it ended up causing some light strife between the two when ollie started going off travelling. because he HAD enough independence, he didn't want more. he wanted someone there.

while hal and roy are close now, they weren't really close before the events of 'snowbirds dont fly'. hal thought roy was a good kid, with a lot of love in his heart (although, sure a bit rebellious but thats to be expected). hal helping roy out like that, helping to save his life, it really put a foothold into their relationship. hal started to realise what roy needed, was different to what he himself needed as a kid and adjusts accordingly. roy loves it and that hal is willing to put in the work for him.

i, personally, don't see hal as roy's parent. i don't think roy needs or wants another parent, he had brave bow and he has ollie and dinah. that isn't to say they aren't family! i just don't think they have a strict label on what they are to each other, they are just family. if anything though, i'd label them either as cousins or hal as his uncle. (this isn't to say i am judging or whatever if you view hal as roy's father! i do incredibly understand why and i do see the potential).

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they Bicker a LOT... but it is how roy shows love. hal was concerned at first because during his speedy era, sure roy would tease but he would never argue with him. it took a bit to realise "oh he's just growing up" (hal went through a brief crisis over that one). now you can find them having pedantic arguments over nothing, and if someone interrupts or tries to stop them; they are just like "???? we weren't fighting ????"

hal and roy ended up bonding over sports, hal would take him out to baseball games because it was An Iconic Part of American Culture and he cannot BELIEVE ollie deprived his son of this (roy could not have given less of a fuck), but he ended up getting really into it. to this day they will call each other just to talk about the teams on for each season. sometimes they will go months without talking, only to message out of the blue going "did you SEE that angels game. what the fuck was that!!?"

hal helped out with lian a bit when she was a baby, he's used to dealing with kids and would babysit her when roy just needed a break. now however, lian doesn't really know him that much. roy wants to try and keep her life as stable as possible and hal isn't around enough for roy to trust him to stay a presence... hal adores lian though, roy will silently send through photos and videos and what not and hal will always compliment her. it's so tragic, and hal really hates it but at the same time he does understand. he would probably do the same in roy's position afterall.

roy looked up to hal so much as a speedy, like that is his dad's cool best friend who has seen SPACE and his entire thing is being FEARLESS omg omg. cue hal being smug about this to ollie, that his son thinks hal is cooler than him. ollie is quick to disabuse this notion to roy, with many mortifying videos of the green lantern. roy never looks at hal the same way again.

hal and roy bond over their complicated relationships with carol and jade, it's a lot of sighing and gossiping. it's not a competition, but roy somehow always wins (hal takes a guilty joy in thinking 'at least i'm not roy'). i think they should get to have a girls night. as a treat. let them do each others hair and watch movies and gossip about girls!

i had more to say abt them, but it's 3am and i am so Bone Tired..... hope this fits what u were looking for op! thanks for the ask MWAAAH!

[a-random-person-on-the-interent]

OHHH That's what you were refering too, yeah I tottaly see that now, really sorry about that/gen Okay so they're were three scientist that worked on it the main one Im talking about is called otto Hahn the other two one had to flee because jewish and the other was against it so much that he resgined and said he'd kill himself if hitler used his research for the atomic bombs. Otto Hahn even if he spoke highly of his jewish friends which might seem like Im disproving my own point but we'll get there. Unlike many other scientist who choose to leave germany or quit, he didn't, he stayed and helped the Nazis even if he was against them even if he took risks to save jewish family to me that doesnt matter he still willingly helped them he still helped the Nazis to me nothing can make up for the fact he willingly helped the Nazis try to build a nuke, he also knew about conentration camps and never protested he only did it when it affected him, he also denined what happened in Nazi germany. To me that makes him the worse kind of Nazi, He saw what was wrong he knew what he was doing was wrong but he didnt do anything, only when it affected him. And I am completely aware how the Nazi germany worked, the only reason I dont buy that he couldn't protest is that he did it before in Nazi germany when it directly affected him, he only ever truely cared when it affected him or people he was close too. I personally despise those kinds of people. Also as a quick side not he did try to deny that fact that Lise helped him post war and denied what happened in Nazi germany I think my stance is best convade through Lise's letter that was never sent

"In my thoughts I have written you very many letters in recent months, because it was clear to me that even people such as you did not understand the true situation. . .You all worked for Nazi Germany. And you tried to offer only a passive resistance. Certainly, to help buy off your conscience you helped a persecuted person here and there, but millions of innocent human beings were allowed to be murdered without any kind of protest being uttered. I must write this to you, because so much depends for both Germany and yourselves on your recognizing what you allowed to happen... I and many others believe that you must publish an open declaration that you are conscious that through your passivity you have incurred a joint responsibility for what happened... But many believe it is too late for that. They say that you first betrayed your friends, then the men and women who worked with you in that you let them stake their lives on a criminal war – and finally that you betrayed Germany itself, because even when the war was already quite hopeless, you did not once arm yourselves against the senseless destruction of Germany. This sounds irredeemable, yet, believe me, I write all this to you out of the most honorable friendship. What we have heard these days of the uncontained horrors in the concentration camps exceeds everything that one had feared. When I heard on the English radio a very factual report on Belsen and Buchenwald, I took to howling out loud. If you could have seen for yourself those who came here from the camps. You yourself may perhaps recall how when I was still in Germany (and today I know that it was not only stupid, but a great wrong that I had not immediately left) I often said to you: “As long as only we and not you have sleepless nights, things will not be better in Germany.’ But you had no sleepless night; you did not want to see; it was too uncomfortable. I beg you to believe me that all I write here is an attempt to help you all.”

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Letter source

It's fine if you dont agree with me on him being a Nazi although I hope we can bother agree on Otto Hahn not being the best person.

Back to my point about the elves in this case it didnt matter who they gave the information to they still gave it to germany even after seeing what would happen

Shannon did not think it through when she said elves gave humans technology to build atomic bombs. Why? Because the Nazis... YES THE GOD DAMN NAZIS were the first people to start developing it. meaning the elves gave the Nazi's the tools to start developing it willingly

[milkweedman]

Hi, you said in your bio that you're chronically ill. I was wondering if you had any tips for knitting with chronic pain (assuming that's your flavour of chronic illness)? Or do you know anyone who could give me advice?knitting/sewing is my sanity-saver.

I use compression gloves, only knit with specific weights of yarn (the ones that are the least painful for me), and try to take frequent breaks, which for me looks like switching hobbies every 30 minutes or so (knitting to spinning to knitting, etc). I also do my best to be very gentle on my joints when i can, altho i honestly rarely have the choice at work.

Personally i have joint problems and migraines, so thats what im correcting for/trying not to make worse. Helpful advice probably varies depending on what youre trying to correct for. Really my only general advice is "when it starts to hurt, try to stop" and "if possible, save the painfully difficult stuff for when youre doing well, and make the easier stuff your usual work"

If anyone who sees this has got other tips please feel free to comment them

[thegreatyin]

scoundrel?? what scoundrel???? the magnificent mr cards (who ironically has more of a flower aesthetic going on) is completely unrelated to any "bandaged scoundrels" running around the neath. in fact it's never heard of the word scoundrel ever in its entire definitely long definitely ancient life. but yknow, hypothetically, if it did know the scoundrel, it's confident that they're really really really handsome and cool and epic and they're almost just as amazing as it is and you should totally donate all your valuables to them and stuff

aaand because i like them too much, have a transparent version. the Creachure. the Thing, even.