#sol is an absolute sweetheart

[thelemonsnek]

Followup to this post, here's xyr team <3

[image id: a compilation of six pokemon (all official art) surrounding their trainer, an oc named Sol. The pokemon, going from left to right, are a honchkrow, a sneasler, a west sea gastrodon, a hisuian decidueye, a luxray, and an alpha rapidash. All of them are sized more or less to scale. End id]

[yappingyuta]

You have to tell me these things

Miguel O'hara (spiderman-2099) x Black f! Reader Oneshot

Warnings: Smut with plot (i guess), angst, 2nd thoughts, nipple play, oral (female receiving) -their might be typos-

This is my first time doing this or posting, so please be nice and i am also open to any advice. The reader is also telepathic and often doesn't use her gift.

Miguel has came back home to his lovely fiancé after a day of saving the city. Sexual tension and lust is in the air but will Miguel be able to communicate the things he wants her to know.

You were in the kitchen going through the cabinets when you had heard the door to your apartment open and shut… Your fiancé, Miguel, would be home. He grumbled out of stress, but his face softened and his aura became friendly when he saw you… He walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist firmly, planting the gentlest kisses against your neck… 

“Good evening, my love.” 

was heard after he buried his face into your neck… You couldn’t help, but smile… It almost sounded like he was desperate for something. 

"Good evening, how was your day?" You say smiling and holding on to the arms wrapped around you. 

“…Rough… but seeing you makes it better!” 

He smiled, giving you a few more gentle kisses along your neck… he then pulled back, looking down at you… his gaze was gentle, yet he blushed a bit before looking away. 

“How was your day…?” 

"Mine was lonely without you as always mi amor." 

He could only smile, a big warm grin on his face… you noticed his hair had come undone, it was quite messy and untied… oh how you missed it! 

“Ah… you sound just as beautiful as I remember you… did I tell you you’re the love of my life?” 

He would say, pulling out a rose from his jacket… he had a bouquet of flowers, so many flowers that he was about to give you… 

“Here.” 

"Thank you Miguel, it's beautiful." 

He seemed pleased… looking down at you once more before a playful smile spread across his face… 

“Anything for my love…” 

He leaned down to kiss you passionately, and he didn’t pull away… it was a long one to cherish… 

"Me haces sentir muy bien." You say as you pull away from his kiss, looking up at him. 

“Good… I want you to feel good… to be happy and feel loved… I want you to feel just how much you mean to me, mi amor…” He would then kiss your forehead, smiling softly and gently playing with your hair. 

"Miguel?" 

“Hm? What is it, mi vida?” 

He turned to look down at you… you could see the love in his eyes… he really was going to spend the rest of his life with you. 

" I need you." You huff it out. 

“And I need you, darling….” 

Miguel pulled you in, letting you rest your head on his shoulder… he wrapped his arms around you tightly, giving you all the comfort that you could ask for. It was so comforting and relaxing… he couldn’t do anything else but just hold you close… you were his everything, he couldn’t wait to call himself your husband, and he couldn’t wait to call you his wife. 

"Miguel I don't think you understand me." 

Miguel paused for a moment, slowly coming to the realizeation… he gave a small smile, looking down at you while you blush slightly. 

“Oh, mi amor… did I misunderstand you? You meant that, correct?” He gave out another soft, small laugh. 

"Sí, papi." 

His hand immediately went to cover his face , he was extremely turned on by the comment 

“M-Mira!” 

Miguel would exclaim, pointing in your direction with a wide grin on his face… he chuckled nervously, clearly not knowing how to respond. 

" Miguel, stop playing hard to get just fuck me already." You say in an impatient tone. 

Miguel was absolutely stunned into silence at the words he had just heard… then he blushed slightly, a flustered frown appeared on his face as he tried to process just what was happening. 

" Do you not want to touch me mí sol?" You said as you caress his face with a hand. 

“B-But… s-sweetheart, this is all so sudden… I-I wasn’t expecting this… at all…” 

Miguel said, still blushing but slowly building up a grin on his face… it seemed this was just something he had to get used to. 

You move your hand as you start speak "Okay, I get it. I shouldn't be s-" 

“No, no, no! That’s not what I meant!” 

Miguel would try to assure you, taking your face in his hands to gently cup it with both of his soft hands… he looked down at you, blushing… there was something about you he just couldn’t resist… 

“Dios mío you’re so beautiful…” He said, his voice was a bit softer and more gentle compared to before… 

" Confío en ti con toda mi vida." You say as you hold on to his wrists. 

“I-I trust you with my life as well… I-I do… you make me so happy… you make me feel safe… even when you make me blush… you make me feel like I’m in heaven…” Miguel paused for a moment before leaning down for another gentle kiss… he held it for a few moments and then pulled back.. 

"Please miguel...please." A soft tone on you lips. 

“Anything for you… mi amor.” 

He would respond before giving you another long, passionate kiss. He pulled back, giving you a gentle smile and stroking your hair. 

“I love you so much…” 

"I love so much mi príncipe." You say. 

Miguel’s face glowed with happiness at your words… his heart beat steadily, his eyes filled with joy and adoration… everything you said filled him with so much love… enough love to last a lifetime… you had melted Miguel’s heart once again… 

“I love you, too…” 

He would say, kissing you again, the kiss long and passionate… he couldn’t bring himself to break it until it had lasted several minutes. 

" Now will you fuck me." You say as you grab his hands and start to led him towards your Shared room. 

Miguel didn’t respond, but he kept hold of your hands as he was led away… he couldn’t say a word to you, it was as if he was in a trance… it was all happening so rapidly… he was completely enraptured by you. 

As you stop in front of the bed you look up at him as his figure towers over you and grab his chin "I need you to say it, yes or no." 

“Yes.” 

He would whisper, but he hadn’t really thought about what would happen afterwards… he hadn’t really expected to say it out loud, let alone so softly and quietly… though, he felt safe and comfortable with you and no one else. 

"Then take me." 

Miguel was still very flustered, though, he was taking a deep breath to try and calm his nerves, he let out a nervous chuckle before grabbing your waist and gently laying you down on the bed, slowly following you to lay beside you… he was looking down at you with a small, soft, and shy smile… 

“Is this what you wanted, my love?” 

" Sí, mí vida." Looking up at him. 

Miguel's lips gently caressed yours, gently, slowly, and lovingly… he couldn't take the feeling… he was so overwhelmed by love… by pure, unconditional love… it was everything he could have asked for… 

“You're all I could ever ask for, mi amor…” 

He whispered to you, gently pressing his forehead against yours, blushing immensely. 

"Eres todo y más pedí para Miguel." You guide your hands under his shirt and pull it over it his head as you both shiver for release. Your hand caresses Miguel's face as he is bathed in moonlight. "Take off my clothes Miguel." 

Miguel would do what you tell him to, removing your clothes with great care while slowly trailing his hands across your body… he looks you in the eyes the whole time as his heart pounds, but he was taking his time… he was going so slowly… 

“You’re so beautiful, mi amor…” 

He whispered, his breath shaking a bit… he couldn’t take his eyes off of you, you were everything to him and he was so grateful to be able to call you his one and only. 

"Lay on your back for me" 

Miguel didn’t question it, he simply followed your instruction… laying down on his back, he looked up at you with a gentle smile… there was so much trust and love in his eyes. 

“Of course, I would do anything for you… anything you wished…” 

He said, waiting for what you were going to do next. 

You looked at his bare strong chest, he was always so built and bulk. 

You love his chest so much watching him breathe in and out as air traveled. You move down to his waist and grab his pants and boxers pulling them down in one go. 

He was already leaking with pre-cum at the tip and swollen. How could he look bigger than before, Miguel's size has never been a problem...You loved it. 

"I want this to be out while I do this to you" 

You move back up to his chest and begin to lick his nipples. 

He became warm at the feeling of your tongue… he felt his heart race and his breathing become much heavier and faster… he couldn’t help his reactions as he gave out a quiet whimper, feeling your tongue against him was very exciting. 

“I-I… h-ah…” 

You heard his heart beat pounding in your ears, he closed his eyes and he let out a gentle moan, he hadn’t had any sort of reaction to anything like this… it felt weird but… he liked it… 

" Do you like when I do this to you, I wonder how you'll react if I suck on them." 

You feel him buck his hips up causing his cock to graze your opening. You moan out as you suck on one nipple while playing with the other flicking it back and forth. 

Miguel felt his blood rushing through his body… was this… this felt nice… his heart was pounding… he was feeling so many things… all these new and different emotions was a bit much to take in. He couldn’t say a word to you, he was too overwhelmed… 

You look down and can see he is cumming as he grunts and whimpers. You take your mouth off of his nipples 

"Ay, mi pobre amor, eres un desastre." you start to kiss his jaw as you rub his lower stomach. 

" I haven't even touched your cock yet Miguel and you've already cum, so needy" you say as you look him in his now blood red eyes, fangs showing as he pants heavily mouth open. 

He was panting, trying to catch his breath… Miguel couldn’t say a single word, his entire mind was just filled with a massive amount of emotions… he felt so warm… so free… like nothing else could bother him… 

“B-But… y-you…” 

He blushed, he just couldn’t get the words out… it had all happened so swiftly… he was feeling things like he was in a dream… 

"Can you eat me now?" Miguel looks fucked out as he grabs you and puts you your back while his talons graze you. He spreads your legs apart and hovers over your cunt practically drooling. 

"Habla de mí, pero aún así tu coño está tan húmedo y no te he tocado, mi linda zorra." he says this to you and it makes your stomach fill with butterflies. 

Without saying a word, and not wanting to turn you off, Miguel began to lower down his face… he wanted to be able to please you, he wanted to make you feel good, even if he couldn’t speak at this moment. 

He starts to lick at your lips back and forth, stopping at the end to suck on your clit while bringing up a finger to dive into your hole. 

"Ahhh..oh dios mios Cariño, mmhmh" you say as you moan with praise. 

“Mmhm… you like it when I do that, do you…?” 

Miguel said, looking up at you with a smile… his face was hated over, though he sounded less nervous and even a bit happy… even when he was flustered he still wanted to please you. 

“I’ll have to do it more often…” He says as he adds another finger into you. 

"Yes, you wil-" you moan out as he dives back in. 

“Mmhrr… you like feeling pleasure, don’t you…?” 

Miguel was talking to himself more than you but he was hoping you could answer… he didn’t know if the pleasure he was giving you was good or not. Either way, he enjoyed doing it to you, so he only continued to go faster… he wanted you to feel good… 

"Es tan buena ... tan jodidamente buena mi bello." You mutter as he continues to pleasure you. 

He quickened at your compliments… he couldn’t help but feel good himself… you were so happy because of his actions… he only continued, it was all for you. 

“Todavía no he acabado, mi amor. I’m not done with you, not yet~” Miguel laughed a bit, it was cute how he chuckled a little as he said that… 

You grab his hair and push him in deeper as you hiss from the pleasure below. 

Miguel’s face turned crimson, he was feeling nervous and excited all at once… he was having second thoughts about what he was doing.. he should have said ‘no,’ but he was too scared. 

“M-Mi amor… s-slower… p-please…” 

You read his mind by accident while being unfocused. You let go of his hair and try to move away " Miguel, ss- stop." 

Miguel slowly lifted his head, as he pulled back and took a deep breath. 

“Ah, I’m sorry… d-did I do something wrong…?” 

Miguel said, he only wanted to make you feel good, he didn’t want you to be upset… that’s the last thing Miguel would ever wish for… he would never want to upset you, especially when this was something you both wanted. 

"What did I ask you when we first got in here." Your eyes glassy as you look at him. 

Miguel looked a bit surprised by your question, he tilted his head out of confusion, though after a few moments he realized what you were asking, and he was feeling more embarrassed… he couldn’t even look you in the eye while feeling so. 

“You asked me to please you… mi amor…” 

He whispered softly, his face turning a deep shade of red… it almost hurt just how badly he was drunk off lust.. 

" I asked you yes or no, that I needed you to tell me with your own words and you said yes, so if you were didn't want to have sex why didn't you say no" you said as you try to keep yourself from crying. 

stopping at your words… he felt like he betrayed you, your trust… he wanted to break down, he wanted to run away… Miguel was feeling such a mix of emotions and he didn’t know how to get the words out to you. 

“No lo quería decir...”, Miguel said hesitantly in a low voice, he barely got the words out but he finally said it. 

"Baby, you should have said something, ahora parezco un maldito tonto Miguel." You say as you get off the bed and start to walk away. 

Miguel was stunned at your reaction, he felt his heart breaking, he never wanted to hurt you… he got off the bed and walked over to you, he placed a hand on your shoulder and he bent down to get to a similar eye level. 

“No lo eres, por favor… no digas las cosas como esa…” he said as he gently caressed your cheek… he wanted nothing more than to make this better… to make you happy. 

"Miguel, tus sentimientos son lo primero, especialmente cuando se trata de mierdas como esta cuando tenemos intimidad, si no estás deprimido, deberías decirlo." You say as you look into his eyes angry while crying. 

Miguel was hurt to see you in this state… he didn’t want to ever see you upset or angry… he looked up at you with tears forming in his eyes… he didn’t want to disappoint or hurt you… he knew that he should’ve spoken up, and he just got so excited to please you, he just forgot… it was all his fault. 

“Tienes razón… mi amor…” 

He whispered, holding your hand as he gently wiped away your tears. 

“I love you… I’m sorry…” 

"It isn't your fault, you just need to talk to me, we're getting married how will you communicate these things when it get deep." You say through your tears. 

Miguel sighed, but he couldn’t disagree… he needed to speak up… he couldn’t let his excitement get the better of him when it came to your feelings… 

“Tienes razón… voy a hablarte más, para que no pasen estas cosas nunca más… te prometo…” 

He gave you a loving smile, he felt so bad about everything… your feelings should always come before anything else… you were too important to hurt… he didn’t want you upset or saddened in any way. 

You wipe your face of tears as you go to the closet to grap one of his shirts to put on, when you slip it on it's huge on you as always "I'm going to the kitchen, i'm hungry." 

Miguel couldn’t help but smile as he saw you in one of his shirts, you always looked so cute no matter what you tried on, it was just too adorable… Miguel looked at you as you wiped your tears away… he would never forgive himself for making you cry, and he would never do something like that again, he only wanted to make you feel loved and cared for… to let you know that you never had to worry… that you were perfect to him. 

“I love you, mi amor… I’m sorry… so, so sorry…” 

As you walk out of the bedroom Miguel following behind " I try not to read your mind because I love you and I want you to have privacy but pleas-" as you turn around Miguel is still naked with cum all over his lower body, you look at him and say " Can you please go clean up and put some boxers on." 

Miguel went silent as he saw the look on your face…he looked down at his lower body, he was completely dazed… he didn’t know what to say, he just stood there. He had never felt so unveiled before… he felt so exposed and vulnerable… 

“...y-yes, mí amor...’” 

He replied, getting off the bed and walking towards the bathroom, badly hiding the fact he was just naked… the walk of pride. 

"thank you cariño." You said to him in a soft tone as he turned around "God I love his body." You thought as he walked away, you sat in the kitchen and waited for him. 

Miguel came back… he had wiped himself clean and put on pants, but he was still very embarrassed, he looked over at you and he gave a halfhearted smile. 

“All done… I uh… sorry for that… I-I feel a bit silly now…”, he said as he sat on a chair, he looked down in the table and sighed. 

“How long have I left you waiting for…?” 

"It was only 20 mins perro tonto." You say smiling. 

Miguel sighed, he felt relieved that you weren’t too angry at him still… he hated for you to be mad at him… the last thing Miguel ever wanted was for you to dislike him… he had a soft spot for you, he couldn’t just let you down. 

“That’s still a bit of time, mi amor…” 

Miguel smiled slightly as he turned to look at you, he couldn’t help but think you were really cute when you were annoyed. 

"Anyway how was your day being spiderman CEO and all" You said as you sat next to him at the table rubbing his arm 

“It was alright, I’ve had to deal with a bit of stress lately… people from the media trying to dig up my identity … it’s starting to feel more like a full time job… but as long as I’m with you…” 

He gave you a bright smile as he wrapped his arms around you, holding you close to him. 

“I’m happy.” 

"Ay, mí vida" You say as you cover your face. 

He giggled a bit as his ears turned slightly red. 

“Oh… you really do know how to make me blush still…” he muttered. 

“You're so sweet… you’re the love of my life and there’s nothing in the world I’d rather be doing then spending time with you…” 

Miguel leaned forward and kissed the top of your head. 

“You make me happier then I ever knew I could be.” You both say at the same time as you look each other in the eye.

[colonelpancakes]

Watching The Dragon Prince Season Six Part Eight: We All Fall Down. I made so many distressed noises while watching this episode that I actually hurt my throat

Under the cut as per usual.

Already, the shots of the people looking up at Sol Regem combined with the music is making me so fucking nervous is Katolis about to get destroyed??? Nothing better happen to Barius and Jellybug you hear me, they better make it out unscathed.

sakfdljskla it’s okay Soren, I heard “physical exercises” too. This is why I watch shows with subtitles.

OH MY FUCKING GOD THAT ESCALATED. SHIT.

That’s really bad, oh my god. Fuck.

Oh noo, honey… She had to leave her toy behind no…

Oh thank God, Soren and Opeli are somehow okay.

Guys, I appreciate the efforts, but I DON’T THINK ARROWS ARE GOING TO DO ANYTHING. Ballista? Maybe. Arrows? Definitely not.

OKAY CRAP IT GOT WORSE. They burned the bridge??? Man’s really just trying to kill as many people as possible, huh. That’s. Oh my god.

Oh crap.

OH FUCK! SOREN!

Okay, shit that’s a lot of blood um. Okay. That’s definitely a concussion. Hat’s okay, that’s good. Fuck. Soren you need to survive this episode, you hear me? You are not allowed to die.

Oh my god, the score here is. Oh my god. It really drives home the sense of fear and tragedy. The composers are fucking killing it.

SORENNNNN!!!! MY BOY!!! I LOVE HIM SO FUCKING MUCH OH MY GOD. I love the fact that he prioritizes citizen’s lives over the castle because 1) it’s absolutely what Ezran would want done in this situation and 2) it’s a direct contrast to season two where Soren causes MORE harm by insisting that a dragon be shot down but then 3) it’s a continuation of his character arc from that episode because after he realizes he made a mistake, he frees Corvus so that he can help evacuate the town. And then here, he’s making the call to stop shooting, sacrifice the castle, and focus entirely on evacuating the people. I love Soren so much, look at how much my boy has grown.

Is he going to get Viren out of the castle?

SOREN. SOREN, NO. NO SELF-SACRIFICING you hear me? NO. You are GOING to reunite with Opeli and you are GOING to be there to take care of Hat, Soren, I swear to god-

Oh, Hello motherfucker! I am about to reach through this screen and start biting you. Is that a fight I’m going to win? No. But it would be cathartic.

Oh, wow. Viren’s facial hair has really grown since the episode before last. I guess he doesn’t anything to shave with so that makes sense. Sure caught me off-guard though.

Oh? He’s asking VIren for help, I didn't expect that.

Oh! Soren you are so smart, I would not have thought of that, that’s a really good idea.

There’s a lot going on here, but also, ooh that’s interesting. I’ve always wondered how staffs were enhancing primal magic but then this answers it! They have primal stones embedded in them. Cool, I like that detail. Now back to heart-crushing drama.

Ohhhh Soren… I love Soren. The way he’s prioritizing people’s lives over EVERYTHING else, over any moral objections to dark magic, over the potential cost of any ingredient. Soren… You are so good.

Oh, god, what’s the ingredient for this one. It better not be another situation where you have to kill your child, if it is, I swear to god, Viren-

Oh. Oh shit. Ohhh noo, that’s um. Oh. Okay. Uh. Fuck.

SOFNREN! SONR NO. SOREN. NO. Not allowed, nope. Given all the emphasis on Viren’s value of his family this season I don’t. Think that he would sacrifice Soren. But. Honey. Darling, Sweetheart, no. I reiterate what I said earlier, Soren, you are NOT ALLOWED TO DIE.

VIREN DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE.

Viren. Viren where’s Soren. Viren.

Oh, shit, Viren stabbed himself didn’t he. Fuck.

Yeah… Yeah, he did. Shit. That is. Yeah, that is a lot of blood.

I'm out of images??? Already??? Oh my god. Uh. Continued in reblogs

[aliceisathome]

I've just caught up with eps 3&4 of My Stand In and, y'know, I can see why everyone hates Ming. Of course I can - after he knocked Joe out I wanted to punch him in the face. A lot. However, while he's an immature jerk who's selfish and stupid he's also been manipulated until he's twisted by Tong, who's the real bastard here. There is absolutely no way that Tong doesn't know Ming's feelings and he likes having that power over him. Mai's a sweetheart and is far too good for him - she's perceptive enough to see Ming likes Joe but not perceptive enough to realise he's been obsessed by Tong and that Tong's a nasty piece of work. Love truly is blind I guess.

You can see in the domestic scenes in Ep 3 that Ming's fallen for Joe even if he doesn't realise it (aww, the couples mugs - I had a lip wobble when they smashed). Poor Joe's little face as he remembered all the clues - gutting. Of course it was obvious that the back Ming fell for was going to be Joe's all along - he does all the action shots - but I suppose Ming's been so fixated on that being Tong's back that it really didn't occur to him. NB, I preferred him with his younger haircut and glasses - much cuter.

The fight between Ming and Sol was actually one of the more realistic ones I've seen - more scuffling and less choreographed moves. The second lead syndrome is strong with this series.

But if there's anyone I want to see get their comeuppance it's Tong. I want him to be humiliated, disgraced and left alone and in ruins. I hate him so much.

Because Ming is suffering after Joe's disappearance/death - he finally realised he loved him, and knows he's responsible. Tong meanwhile, the instigator of all this, is still happy as fucking Larry. Zero consequences.

I hope that fucker goes down.

[actualbird]

Just a little marluke hc from me:

Marius calls Luke "My sol"/"sol" (sol being sun in latin).

He is 100% excessive and he loves it when Luke turns bright red when he's called that

oh yes YESSSS I ADORE THIS HC SO MUCCCHHH ;u;

ive got a lot of feelings about petnames and terms of endearment in marluke....i see marius as the one using them way more often and having just much more petnames he uses for luke in the first place, but they come in different Kinds

kind 1 is are the Intentionally Joke-y Over The Top ones

petnames like sugar, sweetiepie, babycakes, honeypumpkin, etc. this hc was inspired by my marluke partner in crime z @lukevonhagen who says that marius would have so many food related terms of endearment for luke and i agree so MUCH. it's playful, it's slightly insufferable, it's absolutely Mariuscore because marius likes being ridiculous and luke keeps reacting with a mix of disbelief and also being kinda impressed with how Out There some of these petnames are getting to be

marius: where oh where is my beautiful boyfriend, my perfect gingerbread cookie

luke: are you just picking these randomly from a cookbook you stole from vyn????

marius: how dare you, i make these up on my own!!!! also, the desserts in vyn's cookbook would be in french or something and i dont want names that'd sound too pretentious

luke: says the grad school art major

marius: .....ok, fair

kind 2 are the Ones He Uses At First Specifically Because He Wants Luke Blush

these are along similar lines of marius wanting to get a reaction out of luke like with the joke-y ones, but less of a joke and more of a innuendo. petnames like babe, darling, sweetheart, puppy, etc. and all of these are said with the undercurrent of sensuality and "wanna take this somewhere a little less PG 13? a-wink-wonk", said with the same tone marius says jiejie when hes being sly and trying to get a flustered reaction, You Know The Tone

and luke is just so easy to fluster, so it works like a charm all the time.

[after a business banquet or something and marius got tired of playing nice with all the corporate climbers and grabs luke's hand to pull him away from where everybody is]

marius: wanna get out of here, darling?

luke, face reddening and nodding dumbly: y-yeah

and kind 3 are the Horrendously Romantic Ones That Are Most Usually Said Softly During Quiet Moments Or Tiny Mundane Moments, Moments That Are Just For Them

this is where i'd put "my sol/sol" from ur hc, roshie-writes!!! others i think marius would use are: "my treasure/treasure" (esPECIALLY for dragon!marius marluke au <3) and simply "my love/love". love is one of my personal favorite petnames cuz it's just. yeah. it's Love, Man.

and these come out most naturally to marius.

like, when he manages to wake up before luke does. good morning, love

or when luke calls saying he'll pass by the grocery for some snacks before going over to the von hagen estate and asks marius what he wants. hmm cant think of anything right now, just get here as soon as you can. drive safe, love.

or when luke is trying to tell him to go to sleep already and get some rest but marius likes being awake because when hes awake, he can see how softly luke looks at him, he can feel how gently luke holds him close, and he argues with luke half-heartedly and very very blearily as he starts to nod off soon. mmm i'll...sleep later, love...five more minutes...

it's almost unbearably soft and tender to luke. the first time he hears these kinds of petnames from marius, he almost doesnt know how to react. but sure enough, he gets used to it. not in the sense that it's lost its novelty, but that marius calling him things like these (and all the other kinds of petnames too) becomes comfortable and well-worn and warm

now on luke's end......

.....i dont see luke using terms of endearment often with marius. at the very least, not as often as marius does for him. he prefers to just use marius' name, and he communicates whatever intent and feelings hes got in how he says it. sharp and witty whenever he wants to fight back from marius' teasing, low and deliberate whenever he wants to get marius to hot and bothered, soft and comfortable whenever theyre just enjoying each other's company, uncaring of anything else in the world but each other

in conclusion

[simssage]

Coming in at the 11th hour for @lexaverse 's love island challenge:

Lorenzo "Enzo" Ferraro

Observation: Would do anything for his family.

Age: 26

Occupation: Wannabe Model Bartender

Traits: Family-Oriented, Goofball, Ambitious (additional: generous, foodie, dance machine, and a little materialistic)

Background: Lorenzo grew up in the beautiful Tartosa. With a family as big as a soccer team (and growing), it was a never a dull moment in their tiny corner of the world. Of course, things weren't always easy. Even with everyone working jobs, it was always hard to keep up with the new tourist markets. Their little traditional restaurants, barbershop, seamstress, and other businesses were struggling to keep up with the fast times. Even still the kids never seemed to go without. Somehow his parents managed to give into Enzo and his siblings' every last whim. It left the boy with a bit of an. . . attitude. Regardless, he couldn't let his family struggle once he got old enough to realize what was going on.

So, as soon as he saved enough money, Enzo packed up and left Tartosa and his family behind. A little comment about him having the qualities of a model rang in the back of his head and he figured "why not?" He got a little house in Del Sol Valley that he shares with some less then desirable housemates and spends every waking hour at casting calls. Of course, only when he's not bartending at a lounge frequented by the Bailey-Moons and other A-Listers.

He overheard about Love Island taking applicants and figured it wouldn't hurt to try. Was he looking for love? Absolutely not. His last girlfriend (high school sweetheart) dumped him after she left for university. He jumped between relationships for a while, but nothing stuck. But he figured if he made it, it would give him the resources he needed; plus, flirting with hotties (and possibly falling in love) would just be an added bonus. Maybe his mama will stop asking him when he's gonna "bring home a nice woman and give me grandchildren like your brothers and sisters".

turn-ons:

- loves their family

- piercings

- he's an ass man

turn-offs:

- rude to service workers

tidbits:

- enzo is the third youngest of 11 kids.

- he's closest with his youngest sister, stella

- gives oblivious golden retriever vibes

- Thorne Bailey spit vodka on him once

[isleofdarkness]

"And how the shit are they supposed to know that?!" Maverick shouted, gesturing at where Hades was comforting a shaking Mara and sobbing Molly. "Molly is completely blind and Mara's vision isn't much better! I walk in here and they're pointing a fucking gun at the head of a completely blind and obviously extremely terrified seven-year-old child just trying to protect cos brother! The fuck do you expect me to do?! They fucking shot me for getting between them and a baby!"

She may have seemed furious, but Ben could see the frenzy and the glittering in her eyes. She wasn't angry, she was terrified.

"Fuck this, I'm calling in the big guns." Before he could ask what that meant, Maverick put her fingers to her temple and closed her eyes. "Maverick Mim to all points-" Mal and Evie startled, their hairs flying to their heads. "Beast's men are on the Isle. I don't know where they are and I don't know how many, so I'm calling a heavy DEFCON two until further notice. Be prepared for this to escalate to a DEFCON one." Her face was grim and seemed far too old. "And be prepared for evacuation."

Hook's daughter and the de Vil boy shared an unhappy look. The silver-haired girl gave them a watery smile. "It's okay, loves, go help. Your teams need you. Anthony and I will make sure our sunshine stays safe."

The Hook girl nodded and, as the de Vil boy wiped away the start of tears, gave the silver-haired girl and the Indian man a kiss, then dipped down to press a kiss to the forehead of the baby. "No matter what, Sunshine, remember that we love you. I'm sorry. Please, my beautiful girl, remember that all we want for you is the best. I love you."

The de Vil boy copied her, kissing the other two and then the baby. "Te amo, mi luz del sol. Nunca olvides eso."

I love you, my sunshine. Never forget that.

With only a final lingering glance at the baby, as though trying to remember her tiny face, the two left. The silver-haired girl let out a quiet sob.

When he looked back at Maverick, it was to see another tear harden into a diamond. Still, her voice didn't shake. "Maverick Mim to Exile. We're preparing to evacuate and I need as many as you can spare over here for defense. I'm sending Gonzalo over. Over and out." She glanced at Mara. "Maverick Mim to the Thirteen. I need you all in the bunker now. Over and out." She nodded to Facilier, who stepped through the doorway and seemed to vanish into thin air. "Maverick Mim to all members of Sanctum. We're preparing for a large-scale evacuation and we are in a heavy DEFCON two, likely going to go full nuclear. Get everyone you can to designated bunkers and await further instruction. Over and out." And then, after a moment of deliberation, she cursed. "Fuck it. Maverick Mim to Grandma Gert and Auntie Del. I need your help down here. It's Riah and I don't wanna take any chances. Over and out."

"Evacuate where?" How exactly were they going to evacuate anything, let alone have a "large-scale evacuation," if there was nowhere to evacuate to?

Maverick gave him a nasty look. "Well, sweetheart, I obviously can't tell you that because if you betray us and join your daddy in trying to wipe us out, you'll know exactly where to send your armies to wipe us out. Besides, it's not your business." She glanced behind them, back to the doorway, and Ben turned to see what she was looking at.

If he had thought Maverick was a tank, she was a cupcake compared to the absolute mountain of a woman who had appeared in the doorway.

The woman was easily a foot and a half taller than Ben and bigger than even Gaston, bigger than even his father in Beast mode- easily three hundred pounds of pure muscle. Her shoulders were broad enough that she must have needed to duck through the doorway, her arms as big as a linebacker's leg and her long legs like tree trunks, and her build was strong- not the aesthetic-but-weak muscle of a bodybuilder, but the strong, broad frame of a strongman, like Maui. Her amber face was grave, her red-painted lips pulled into a concerned frown, her heavy, dark red eyebrows drawn, her blood-red eyes tight. She was in full black-and-gold armour and had a massive sword strapped to her hip- that thing must have been as big as Mara- a black-and-gold helmet with a skull faceplate held in one massive hand.

He was so shocked by the tank woman that it took him a second to realize that she wasn't alone. Behind her, with skin so dark she seemed to melt into the shadows, was an Indian woman with curly black hair that went down to her shoulders, and black eyes that made Ben feel as though he was drowning. Her armour was more skin-tight and black, like Cassandra's black rock armour, and she had black leather belts crossed across her torso and slung on her hips with dozens of black throwing daggers.

The third was younger, maybe thirteen, with sly, slanted features. Her eyes were emerald green and sparkled with mischief, and her mouth was wide with thin lips that seemed ready to smirk. She had the longest hair, a thick red braid that went down to her knees, and she was dressed in light, ninja-like clothes for easier movement. She gave him a resentful look, then raised her hand to make an L shape on her forehead.

Somehow, that kindergarten insult genuinely hurt.

"Are you prepared for evacuation?" Maverick asked, leg bouncing nervously.

The tank nodded. "Everything's ready and Circe and Medusa are doing everything they can so you'll have more than you need. The second you make the call, we're ready."

"Thank the gods." The three women shared a smirk. "Justice, I want you and Hades to stay with Riah, let me know the second he's awake. Dawn, I want you in the hall. Hati, I need you to arm the hospital with every trick you've got. Where the fuck is-"

"Lydia?" A child stepped out from behind the tank. She was absolutely tiny, barely five feet tall even with her thick platforms, and thin, with choppy, raven-black hair and strange, green-grey eyes. Gods, she was absolutely tiny- she couldn't have been older than ten! And yet she was covered in blood, most of it fresh. "Maddy was being a bitch as usual. If you hadn't called DEFCON she wouldn't've let me leave. I got two hours or else Constantine..." she grimaced. "Yeah, you know. Now, what happened?"

Oh gods, they had called a child in to screen Riah for internal bleeding. Maverick didn't seem to find anything wrong with it. "He's got von Willebrand and he fell down the stairs, we just want to make sure he's alright."

"Got it. Shouldn't take longer than fifteen, I'll meet you in the commons when the assessment is done. I need Mordred with me. Gotta make sure the kid stays asleep." She stepped further into the room and glared up at Ben. "The fuck do you think you're staring at, Blondie?"

"You're a child."

She moved faster than he could think, grabbing him by the arm and twisting it behind his back, kicking his legs to bring him to his knees. She leaned close, speaking directly into his ear. "Motherfucker, I'm seventeen. And I know more about blood than you ever will. And if I didn't have a patient, I would show your dumb ass exactly why my name is feared on this godsforsaken rock. Now. Get. Out."

"Get his ass, Lydia." The tank strolled into the room and leaned against the wall. If she was staying, that would make her Justice.

Lydia let him go and Jay quickly helped him to his feet. "Trust me, man, you don't want to get into it with that one."

As Jay ushered his out of the room, Ben glanced back over his shoulder at the small girl talking quietly to Hades.

Oh gods, she was seventeen.

[rosemaryandbrine]

after browing terror tumblr all day and reading fics, these are the conclusions i've come to regarding my faves, can you tell me if they're correct? (still wimping out from seeing the show bc the ones where Everyone Dies at the End make me so sad)

Edward: seems cold, standoffish, uptight, awkward - definitely is all those things because he's British™️, but an anxious softie underneath it all

Jopson: seems soft and is, but is also stubborn and proud and arrogant, very Proper, if this were Downton Abbey he'd be the youngest butler ever, the definition of repressed Yearning

Sol: pure of heart (mostly), dumb of ass, wants to do the Right Thing but often ends up doing the complete opposite due to horniness and bad vibe reading skills, he'll get there eventually, soft pet names for everyone he loves (*cough* Tommy *cough*), definitely gives the best bear hugs

Tommy: quiet, Odd vibes but is just lonely and sad, his number one wish is to be important to someone, touch-starved as anything, also wants to do the Right Thing

Irving: Scottish accent (don't ask me how I got this), quiet, reserved, a little judgemental, almost always having a full-on gay crisis, can remember whole chapters of theological books without much effort but blanks every time Sol takes his shirt off

Georgie: baby slut (affectionate), severe daddy issues and a praise kink for days, just wants to be someone's good boy

Bryant: big bear who looks like he could snap you in two, secret romantic, soft for Georgie only, in the AUs he's always going to be in law enforcement of some kind don't @ me

(the last two are purely fanon since i couldn't see much for them beyond what you wrote and the occasional artwork 😅)

I ABSOLUTELY can, this is like catnip to me!

(Under a cut because I rambled)

Gonna go point by point:

Little - I wouldn't say cold necessarily but his position as first lieutenant definitely isolates him and to me, as a person... somewhere on the autistic spectrum, I see a lot of those traits in Ned as well. He cares deeply about the men under his command but has no real way to relate to them or position himself in terms of leadership. He does mean well!! He is trying! It's just that every single day, he gets emails.

Jopson - see Jopson has ruthlessly tried to repress any emotional softness but it does show itself at times - he's a caretaker at his core, at times to his own detriment (lots of times, in fact). He clings to propriety and The Rules because they keep you safe, at least superficially. Until they don't. He's also ferociously loyal to Crozier, the ships' captain, in a way that edges towards henchman. Like it could go very badly if Crozier WASN'T a decent man. you're absolutely right that he'd be Downton Abbey's youngest butler, and he would be INSUFFERABLE about it. I love him very much.

sol - (mostly) pure of heart and dumb of ass, you get him!!! He's a good dog. He's very invested, I think, in the image of himself as a marine. It's been his identity his whole adult life, and there's a sense of resentment mingled with pride, because marines were considered very expendable in the navy, occupying a weird position as enforcers of military discipline but also being extremely low on the ships' totem pole, there to do the grunt work and mocked by the sailors for being idiot conscripts. and this leads sol to THINK he knows what he's doing when he mutinies because who else is going to look after himself and his men but him, and yeah, he cannot read a vibe to save his life, because he has blinkers shaped like masculinity and the Victorian navy on and they are. extremely hard to remove. (He definitely gives Tommy All the pet names. That's his sweetheart, his queen, his pretty petal)

Tommy Armitage light of my life sun of my days - you get him too, he's also in this weird liminal space where he's a steward but he DESPERATELY wants to be a marine (literally, "he longs for it," hickey says at one point, and when hickey's got you figured out: oof), but he's deaf so he can't but on terror they take him in anyway? But he's never quite one of them, and he knows it. And then there's Sol, who is everything he wanted to be and also everything he jist *wants.* He hero worships Tozer and I think is pretty strongly implied in the show itself to be deeply in love with him. Also, and very importantly: he's a boy who is a gun.

Irving - no but you're RIGHT because he was Scottish! and historically probably would have had a slight Scottish accent - he was posh but not posh enough to have been sent to boarding school and have it trained out of him - but Ronan Raftery plays him with an English accent on the show, (possibly because he's Irish and I think possibly doing a Scottish accent might be hard as they're similar cadences and it could easily slip??) He is deeply spiritually Scottish however even then. He is always always always in a state of gay crisis and FURIOUS about it, and clings to religion as a way through. It. Does not really help.

Georgie and Bryant get answered together because You Know - so Bryant is well, a bit of a dick. He's the same rank as Tozer, a Marine Sergeant, on the opposite ship and he wears it comfortably, with a touch of the same arrogance. He's less lazy than Sol is, and independent enough that I don't personally think he would ever have mutinied, at least not with Hickey. I think this lean towards Authority is why he gives such strong law enforcement vibes. That and the fact that he's a prick (affectionate).

He's is absolutely only soft for Georgie - in the show their one scene together is everything to me and sent me into full derangement about them and caused me to fill up half the ao3 ship tag. They're just talking on the deck but it packs in so much stuff, and it's the only scene where Bryant shows any doubt or vulnerability, and he shows it to Georgie! Who is in fact the Sweetest Angel and like you say, just wants to be good, and has a puppy crush on Bryant a mile wide. Georgie is also the ships' boy, the youngest and lowest ranked of all the sailors, and Bryant, in his own way, is kind to him when he absolutely doesn't have to be, and also teases him a little bit? It's cute. I'm so normal about these two I swear.

baby slut (affectionate), yes yes yes. As you say it's a lot of fanon because they're very much minor characters but also Georgie came to me in a dream and told me it was true.

thank you so much for this ask, it was a lot of fun to answer!! and also if you decide you would like to watch the show (completely understand re: everyone dies at the end, it's a Lot) I think there's a link to a Google drive somewhere out there that I could find 😉

[justsalpals]

So I just had one of my most heart wrenching iwatec playthroughs. I went in intending to be a big military asshole, so all of that was expected. What really punched me in the face was my interpersonal relationships.

I chose to focus on Vace, Nem, Rex, and Tammy. Nem, my best friend since childhood (because I've always loved her, and it felt correct on my military playthrough). Vace and Rex I both intended to sleep with, because I was curious about any drama. Tammy, just an absolute sweetheart, because I liked the idea of this asshole version of Sol having a secret soft side. Sol who was happy to shoot any xenos in sight, but would move heaven and earth for shy little Tammy and dreamed of having a million kids of their own.

In the end, I became Vace's sidepiece. Nem, my best friend all my life, screamed and cried at the betrayal before cutting me off completely. (She was right to, I think. She wasn't wrong when she said Vace and I were so similar, earlier in the playthrough. I wonder if she covered her matching tattoo. I don't think she would.)

Rex came to me, Vace having beat the shit out of him in warning to stay away from me. We still met, in secret. When he greeted me nearly every time calling me one of Vace's cronies, I realized that I was no better than those Helios kids who only loved him in private. (He sometimes reached out in concern, knowing I was with Vace. Even Nem did once. Despite it all, they still cared about me.)

And then, light among the dark, was Tammy. IMMEDIATELY after that tragic scene with Rex, she threw me a "birthday" party. I'd seen this scene before, but in the new context I legit almost teared up. In the midst of all this turmoil, she was my shining star. I truly did not deserve her.

In the end, Vace was cheating on me. I shouldn't have been surprised. He cheated on Nem with me, and I continued to see Rex that whole time. I think the family dinners with Tammy were one of the only reasons this Sol got up to see another day.

And then they died young in combat. It was probably the only end they ever saw for themselves. They died so terribly alone, still dreaming of a big family they'd never have and loves they wouldn't push away.

Edit: I forgot to include how much it utterly ruined me during the final glow attack, when after all this? Sol threw themselves over Nem and she pleaded with them to live. :')

[00katrinka00]

Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #49

Dear Diary, Well, term break is almost over. The last three weeks have been absolutely amazing, I feel like I learned so much about music, and I definitely think I'm a much better singer and song writer after the last few weeks. My mom will be here soon to pick me up. -Violet

While Mads headed to Del Sol Valley to pick Violet up, Nat came over to help Leo pack, so he'd be ready to move to college in the morning. "I'm so excited for you to go, but it's making me sad at the same time," she admitted. "I can come back any weekend, just tell me when."

"I can always come to Britechester too," Nat pulled her phone out. "I just have to find a weekend my mothers are free to watch Sawyer." "Whatever works for you," Leo told her. "It might be a bit easier to be alone if I come visit you," Nat explained.

"Speaking of being alone," Nat scooted a bit closer to him. "If you know what I mean…" Leo let out a nervous laugh, "I think I do understand what you mean." "LEO!" shouted a voice from behind the door.

A moment later, Lacy burst through the door. "I need your advice." "About what?" he asked clearly annoyed. "Bad timing much?" "What do I do about Owen?" "What happened with Owen?" he asked. "You two are friends." "Yes, and?" "What do I do?" "ABOUT WHAT?" "He didn't tell you?"

Lacy explained everything that had happened at the pier a few weeks ago. "If you like him, just tell him that," Nat tried to advise her. "I can't though," Lacy said. "Then what do you want him to do?" Nat asked. "I don't know," Lacy complained. "That's where Leo comes in."

Violet burst through the front door. "HELLO!" she yelled. "THE FAVORITE CHILD IS BACK." When nobody came rushing to greet her, Violet frowned. "I've only been gone for three weeks on the other side of the save file, and nobody missed me?" she called out.

Ethan came down the stairs. "Sorry sweetheart. was putting the twins down for a nap. It's been a hectic day." "I'm home now though! I can tell you all about my trip!" "I'd love to hear about it, but I have some chores to finish, can we talk about this during dinner." "Sure."

Soon, Lacy burst into the room. "Hey!" she exclaimed. "How was it? I bet Del Sol was amazing, you need to tell me all about it!" "Finally, someone is excited to hear what I have to say!" Violet quickly recanted all of her tales from Del Sol Valley. "So, what about you?" she asked

"So, yeah," Lacy finished. "I really don't know what to do about Owen, and he leaves for college tomorrow." "First off," Violet began. "This Maggie sounds like a bitch, and second of all, why did you go to Leo of all people for advice?" Lacy shrugged, "I don't know."

The girls headed upstairs so Violet could get unpacked. When she was finished, they sat down on the couch. "Seriously, though," Lacy asked. "What do I do?" "I'm going to be real with you for a second," Violet admitted.

"I know how much you like Owen, although I don't understand why," "Vi!" "Okay, okay," Violet rolled her eyes. "Seriously though, if you aren't willing to fix all of your problems in order to be with him, then I think you have to let him walk away." "I don't want to hurt him."

"I know you don't want to hear this, but that's exactly why I think you need to let him walk away. Stringing him along is just going to hurt him more." "What if he marries Maggie?" Lacy asked. "We're 17, it's a little early to be thinking about marriage," said Violet, horrified.

Lacy let out an agonizing sigh, "I guess you're right," she grudgingly agreed. "Oh," said Violet. "I know I am."

[liviavanrouge]

Schoenheit Family

???: OUCH! FATHER!!!

Vil: Anne, we do not scream, you will ruin your voice

Anne: Sorry....

Golden: *Fixes his sons hair* Hunter, we do not hit our siblings

Vil: *Fixes Anne's ponytail, a small smile on his face* Daisy sweetheart, do show us your newest painting

Golden: We heard from your teacher that it was a masterpiece...

Daisy: Okay Papa, Okay Father *Turns and hurries away, returning with her painting*

Golden: *Chuckles, smiling at the painting of a sunset* Gorgeous, absolutely astounding!

Vil: That's my girl!

Anne: Father, is it our turn

Vil: *Smiles, sitting down in a comfy chair* Yes, sing me your wonderful song

Golden: *Sits on his knees, resting his head on Vil's lap*

Vil: *Chuckles, patting Goldens head*

Hunter: *Pops his joints then starts playing the piano*

Anne: Do mi sol do do sol mi do! Every truly cultured music student knows~

Vil: *Smiles, nodding along*

Anne: You must learn your scales and your arpeggios, finger music ringing from your chest and not your nose

Anne: While you sing your scales and your arpeggios~

Vil: *Beckons to Hunter, getting a nod from the child*

Hunter: If your faithful to your daily practicing~ You will find your progress is encouraging!

Vil: *Perks up then nods when Hunter got it right looking proud*

Hunter: Do mi sol me do mi sol me fa la sol, it goes, when you do your scales and your arpeggios

Anne: Do mi so do- *Stops and glares at Daisy as her sister tugged on her sleeve*

Vil: *Smiles, picking Daisy up*

Anne and Vil: Do mi sol do do sol mi do~ Do mi sol do do sol mi do~ Though at first it seems as though it doesn't show!

Anne and Vil: *Smiles at the other, Golden chuckling* Like a tree, ability will bloom and grow!

Anne, Vil, Golden and Daisy: If you're smart you'll learn by heart what every artist knows~

Vil and Anne: You must sing your scales!

Vil, Golden, Anne, Hunter and Daisy: And your arpeggios~~~~~

Golden: *Yelps, Daisy grabbing his hair*

Daisy: Sorry Papa, I almost fell!

Golden: *Chuckles in amusement* It's alright

Vil: You children did so well!! I'm so proud!

Hunter: Thanks Father

Daisy: Thank you Father

Anne: *Smiles looking flustered*

Vil: *Smiles, watching the three kids practice their song again*

[ultimatecutenesspeaks]

Angel yeah my twin sis I’m haven’t see her in such a long time and I don’t think she will recognize me I’m mean she is always where a sweetheart so there no way she is in hell I’m pretty sure she is in heaven she will absolutely adore to meet you so much sol you are very much a sweetheart just like she is you cute little thing as he squish sol cheeks happily

*Sol chuckles at that as he nods in understanding, giggling happily as Angel starts squishing his cheeks.*

Sol: Ah, I see. She sounds really lovely, Angie! I would absolutely adore meeting her too. Hehe awww, thank you for saying that, Anthony. My pretty boy. 🥰

[pathoscleaved]

Just have to GUSH about this because @valour-bound and I collaborated on this wonderful main verse thread banner. My sweetheart took my concept/the original edit and really spruced it up. When I saw this, I happy stimmed for a good fifteen minutes.

The color - oh, it is wonderful. The red thread, the spider web, the badges. The overall composition. Sol is an absolutely amazing digital artist (they also have EXCEPTIONAL art that they draw on their blog, though they post their doodles and other drawings on Chris, as well ) and it was such a treat to recieve this back, because wow.

Upon the news that they were returning, Wesker and I had gotten exceptionally excited, as though I had had Wesker for years as a muse (recently realized I have mused him since I was the age of twelve, and thus, he is the oldest muse I have), he had made the decision to return to roleplay in the first place, because of Sol's wonderfully written Chris. And so, Wesker has been buzzing with excitement! This has led to a surge of muse across the board, though my work picked up on top of everything + it has been easier for me to mess around in Photoshop with such low mental energy.

But, back to Sol. I just want to gush also about their writing, which challenges me to write sensory-based scenes. I am so used to going internal on muses I write, especially Wesker, that Sol's beautiful, interlacing & detail-filled work really makes me put my terminal degree to use. I can see how they craft scenes using their eye for art, how they weave it into their writing so seamlessly - and though they can be so hard on themselves, their writing is honestly some of the most beautiful writing I've ever read. (I fell in love with you through your writing, lovebug, and you know I can be picky. In truth, I am in awe of you, and you write better than me, in my eyes.)

Sol and I are a matched set. In our main verse lore, they are each other's other halves; this dynamic feeds Wesker's muse so mightily, and allows him to better engage on the blog as well. I could honestly not find a better writer (or partner ♥️) to do this with. I am so grateful.

[ludic-nebula-collective]

Possible(?) Headmate List

I've been thinking about the gang today. I haven't really popped off about them yet, but I like the idea of a masterpost for everyone.

I'll try to put everyone in order of how prominent they were during their time. TW - IFS / Internal Family Systems mention: They were the parts I made during IFS that had a bit more autonomy than they should've and the main reason why I'm questioning so much. (I've mentioned in my pinned post that I don't agree with IFS as a practice and don't condone it, but these guys are very important to me.)

Masterpost under the cut!

Syren "Sy" 💫 ➺ based on my love of astronomy ➺ it/sol/voi/they + mirrors ➺ a living star, has both a more human and more star-like form ➺ was most often around when I was dissociating ➺ wasn't really the nicest, but it meant well

Maera ✨ ➺ based on my love of animals, mythology, and space ➺ she/it/they/star/woo/kit/🐕/🐾 + mirrors ➺ she's based on Canis Minor! blond border collie girl! ➺ always happy and always hyperactive, she's a sweetheart ➺ made me raise a brow when I realized she didn't seem to represent any negative "part" of me...

Evren "Ev" 🍯 ➺ based on my love of pastels, learning, "kawaii"/soft things, and possibly cartoons? ➺ ey/ve/ne/they/she ➺ I've been trying to see if these "parts" are more personas than other people, that's why this account is framed around one ➺ a demon in a human skin, but you wouldn't know if ey didn't have eir horns :) ➺ one of the ones that popped up cuz my brain said "hey, this guy's here too" out of nowhere lmao

Raine 🌧️ ➺ based on my love of oceanography and marine biology ➺ ve/xe/they/she ➺ human-adjacent, ve grow spikes on ver body (especially on ver head like a tiara) when ver angry ➺ ve mask quite a bit, more than any of the others ➺ ve also like to go by Marsh! it's like a screen name for ven

Homura 🔥 ➺ based on my strong Pyra (Xenoblade Chronicles 2) kin and my love of vtubers ➺ she/they/fie/e ➺ she's a lady with short reddish hair and circular glasses. the tips of her hair burn slightly ➺ the mom friend of the group, but she usually lets people walk all over her... ➺ if she was a vtuber, she'd call her viewers her sparks!

Saige 🌱 ➺ based on my Ground-type Miku (Project Voltage) kin and my love of the desert, botany, and the song Sand Planet ➺ dune/fie/kit/she ➺ green hair and deep pink eyes, like the flower on a cactus ➺ the one that pops up when someone needs brutal honesty ➺ kind of a hardass, but done absolutely means well

Juno / Lyra "LJ" 🥤 ➺ based on my love of Pokémon and possibly silly/colorful things? ➺ e/they/bu/🫧/she ➺ eir the middle stage between Marill and Azumarill, but as a human girlie ➺ here's where we get to the ones that weren't/aren't present enough to have a lot of info. I think e's pretty goofy, though ➺ couldn't decide between the two names, so e use both!

Wrenly "Wren" 🥀 ➺ based on my love of weirdcore as a genre ➺ xe/ink/voi/star/wy/it ➺ a tall, lanky, possibly staticky creature that's both mute and nonscribal ➺ xer whole thing was like. I can feel them physically inside me. is that weird? xe would claw at my stomach whenever i felt dysphoric or dysmorphic

Angel 💗 ➺ gonna be real, I don't really know what she's based on. my brain told me one day that I had another dog girl in me, so here she is lmao ➺ she/her, possibly more? ➺ a shel-Aussie dog girl! ➺ literally would just. make yapping noises. I'm dead serious. we love her for it, though

Sidney "Syd" 🗡️ ➺ based on my gender expression (feminine enby) and love of punk aesthetics and heavier music ➺ they/xe/ey/ne/fie/ink/voi ➺ they have two appearances based on their gender expression, but they're mostly a taller woman with shorter white hair and blue eyes ➺ wasn't really around. I think it was because they were suffering in silence

Addison 💾 ➺ based on my love of tech ➺ wy/ey/ce/ne/it/they ➺ I've never really been able to see or interact with the headspace, but I've realized it's a series of interconnected planets in its own solar system (if it exists). wy is the one that created it ➺ wy is a living computer program, so wy powers down as a means of running from their problems and trauma. I haven't really heard anything from wir at all

??? 🦗 ➺ also based on my love of Pokémon ➺ they/them ➺ I don't really know if they're here, but I wondered for a while if LJ had eir own part based on a shiny Lurantis OC I have

That's the crew! Again, I'm still not sure if they count as headmates or not, but while they were created to be parts of me to help me get through my trauma, they were very much their own people that only really "fronted" during specific times. It's all very confusing, but they still mean a hell of a lot to me.

If anyone has any questions on or for any of them, feel free to leave a comment!

[chriistianserratos]

hey, sol! may we request a shoutout? we’re in desperate need of it after flight AA78 crashed onto this strange island and we need international attention on our rescue, so maybe we can get help! if you could help spread the word about how this island is basically a bad scifi show, that would help so much! // SYFYHQ is an appless survival rp inspired by jurassic park, lost, sweetheart, & other survival media! thank you!

absolutely !! here's your SHOUTOUT!

[malvidia]

it’s here and it’s completely and utterly wonderful  !  i commissioned the ever fantastic @solkorra for a piece of everyone’s favorite rabbit boy and here he is  !  thank you once again for being so patient with me and i hope you fair well in this odd month of quarantine. everyone say thank you sol for doing us the service for drawing alex  !