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: ̗̀➛ The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?
Optimus Prime x Reader - transformers prime
Delightful music lulled him gently as the moon's bright glow lit up the land around him. Optimus revelled in these quiet moments where it was only him, the silence of the night and the stars, the soft hum of earthly classical music, and your voice occasionally humming quietly. He’d been hesitant by the idea of becoming your guardian, thinking Ratchet had been the better choice seeing as you were quiet and preferred to stay at base, but the medic had been against it… in the beginning.
Now, Optimus wondered whether his old friend had grown to regret his choice as you were nothing like the children. Of course, you were an adult, so that was already different, but your temperament was soft and gentle; timid. You didn’t speak often and when you did it was with a soft voice, one that always caused a hush to fall over the base. Everyone grew to know that once you spoke, they had to quiet down, or else they didn’t hear you.
Your voice reminded Optimus of the harps and the violins singing out through the radio, yet as he listened to you hum along, he found your voice to be more pleasant than the already pleasant instruments. It made him smile.
You’d been so careful in the beginning, keeping your distance and opinions to yourself, as if afraid of speaking out of line or saying something offensive. Yet even now Optimus realised you often preferred to listen and watch, your eyes analysing and soaking up all the information they possibly could. It had been one of the many reasons why you’d thrown such a beautiful Christmas celebration for them all, surprising even Ratchet as you’d stayed up the night to prepare. Gifts had been wrapped, a fake tree set up with wonderful ornaments, lights decorating the space and casting a cosy glow, and you, most wonderful of all, standing with a beaming smile despite the clear tiredness in your eyes.
It'd been well into the night before you’d passed out, exhausted after a whole night and day, and it’d been Optimus who’d picked you up and cradled you within his servo before he’d carefully transformed around you to bring you home.
Ah, your cosy little home so far away, tucked within a valley covered in snow and frost at the height of winter in your country, yet the warmth emanated from within your windows, and though Optimus had been reluctant to awaken you from your lovely slumber, he’d seen it as worth it once your eyes opened and you sleepily spoke his name.
“Oh, thank you for taking me home, Optimus. You’re lovely,” you’d said, and when you’d leaned close to kiss his dashboard, his engine had stuttered, and he’d been rendered speechless. It had been entirely unexpected, but your barely conscious self hadn’t noticed his reaction, only wishing him a ‘Merry Christmas’ before you’d left and begun your short walk through the gate and towards the front door of your home.
Optimus had stood long after you’d gone inside, watching your figure move about before lights slowly flickered off, the last one coming from your bedroom. Only then did he leave, driving slowly to think through what had happened, and how it’d made him feel.
It hadn’t taken him long to realise his growing love for you, though it would take him months to accept them fully within himself, yet as he now drove with you, putting on an excuse of going on a late night patrol as a reason for being alone with you, he found that although he was worried for your wellbeing, he didn’t entirely reject the idea of allowing himself to love you.
He wouldn’t say it. Couldn’t say it… not yet. Maybe once the Decepticons were no longer an issue. Maybe if they somehow managed to win the war so that Earth could be left in peace… maybe then he could confess. Maybe then he could allow himself to hold you, to kiss you, to love you fully.
“The moon is beautiful, isn’t it?” you asked, gazing out of the passenger window at the full moon, standing out as a bright silver light upon the black night sky. One of your hands held onto the seatbelt, thumb gently stroking the material, feeling it tighten ever so slightly against you.
“Yes, it is,” said Optimus, slowing down slightly to draw out more time with you.
You made a gentle huff as you smiled, so quiet he barely heard it, and you turned to look at his steering wheel, the Autobot insignia in the centre glowing slightly. The look in your eyes was tender and it made Optimus’ spark hum pleasantly.
“I’m glad you asked me to join you tonight,” you said, hand reaching to stroke along the inside of his door. Optimus shuddered at the touch. He wondered whether you knew what you were doing, whether you were aware of how much your touch affected him. “The sky is so clear, and I’m not sure I’ve ever seen so many stars before. I’m glad I get to experience it with you.” You leaned against the door and let out a quiet sigh. “I like spending time with you, Optimus. You’re lovely to be around.”
“As are you, y/n,” said he, trying to calm the aching yearning which had so quickly flooded his spark. Only allowing himself to gently squeeze you with the seatbelt which held you, he took a moment to reflect on the words you’d said earlier to distract himself, the comment regarding the moon. It had sounded so familiar, as if he’d read about it somewhere on the few occasions he had enough free time to indulge in Earth’s literature.
Perhaps he’d ask you about it later so you may enlighten him, but for now, he allowed the sounds of violins, harps, and the piano to fill the silence, sending you both into a lovely trance as he slowly drove at a crawl back towards the base.
Music: Vaughan Williams – The Lark Ascending
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Hi there 🩷
I see your requests are closed. I don't know if you have a waiting list, if you do,
I was wondering if you could make a request about angels? Maybe with a light pink or pastel theme?
Thankies 🩷
Ofc darling! I most definitely can <3
Angel regressor theme !!!
☁️ activities
Coloring angel/cloud themed coloring books Making "Blessing jars". fill a jar with positive notes, sparkles, or prayers Crafting paper wings or halos Pretend play as a guardian angel for your plushies Listening to soft lullabies, choral music, or harp instrumentals playing with white playdough Watching calm, wholesome cartoons snuggle in a pile of plushies and soft blankets snuggle in a pile of plushies and soft blankets
☁️ clothes
White/pastel flowy clothing Tulle skirts Faux feather wings Halo headbands Cloud pattern pajamas Velvet slippers or fluffy house slippers oversized shirts, tutus, or soft rompers
☁️ toys
Angel plushies or cherub dolls Stuffies dressed as heavenly helpers Cloud-shape plushies/pillows feather wand light up star wand Prayer bear soothing music box light up plushies Mini harp toy Stacking blocks
☁️ games
"Guardian duty" – protecting your plushies while they nap “Cloud Kingdom” pretend play: you’re the angel watching over a magical worldd Blessing game: toss cotton balls (clouds) into a bowl and say something nice with each one Stairway to heaven hop: hop from pillow to pillow pretending they’re clouds Pretend harp or choir time (hum or sing sweetly to toys)
☁️ foods/drinks
angel food cake sponge cake Fluffy whipped cream with fruit Mini mashmllows Puff cereal Milk with honey pastel cookies star-shaped cookies banana slices White chocolate chips or yogurt bites Chamomile or vanilla tea in a sippy cup
☁️ nicknames <3
lil halo Little halo Little cloudling cloudlet Sweet cherub little baby sugarbun sugarwing wingsy star puff featherling softie angelbaby seraph
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K-Profiles for Kpop Demon Hunters with my headcanons part 2: (People please keep in mind that we know way more about the girls than about them, so aside from Jinu, the other guys I based purely on my imagination, guesses and the vibes I got from them and with time I'll update with the canon)
Saja Boys Members Profile
Saja Boys Members Profile and Facts

Saja Boys (사자 보이즈) is a South Korean 5-member boy group under 2M Entertainment. The group consists of Jinu, Damon, Seong-ho, Yong-jae and Min-kyu. The Saja Boys debuted on XX/XX/2025 with the lead single "Soda Pop" on the mini album "Saja Storm."
Group Name Meaning: Saja means "lion," who is a symbol of bravery, courage, fierceness, power, and domination.
Official Greeting: "We're your lions. Hello, we are the Saja Boys!"
("우리는 사자예요. 안녕하세요, 사자 보이즈입니다!")
Saja Boys Official Fandom Name: Soul (영혼)
Fandom Name Meaning: The Saja Boys, the lions, are the Soul protectors who protect the souls of their fans.
Saja Boys Official Color: Red.
Saja Boys Official Dorm Arrangement (Since 2025): Jinu and Damon share Dorm 1. Seong-ho, Yong-jae and Min-kyu share Dorm 2.
Saja Boys Official Logo:

Saja Boys Official Accounts:
Instagram: @thesajaboys
YouTube: Saja Boys
X (Twitter): @sajaboysofficial
Facebook: @sajaboysofficial
Official website: 2ment.sajaboys.com
Official fancafe: Saja Boys
Tik Tok: @thesajaboys
Weverse: Saja Boys
Saja Boys Members Profile:
Jinu

Stage Name: Jinu (진우)
Birth Name: Choi Jinu (최진우)
English Name: Paul Choi
Position(s): Main Vocal, Leader, Center, Face of the Group, Visual
Birthday: 17/08/2002
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Horse
Height: 188cm (6'2")
Weight: 70kg (154lbs)
Blood Type: AB+
MBTI Type: ENTJ
Nationality:Korean-Canadian
Color: Black #000000
Instagram: @paulchoijinu
Jinu Facts:
- Jinu is born in Seoul, South Korea.
- When he was 7 years old, his family moved to Canada, so he was raised in Toronto, Ontario.
- He is fluent in Korean, English, French and Japanese.
- For his killer and almost hypnotizing charisma and magnetism, he's been nicknamed "X Generation It Boy", "The Prince of Korea" and "Korea's Number One Charmer".
- He is a classical music enthusiast.
- Since his childhood he's been musically gifted, not only having a versatile voice but also being a prodigy in playing lute, mandolin, violin, cello and harp.
- He graduated from The Glenn Gould School and almost went to college at The Royal Music Conservatory in Toronto, but decided to become an idol in Korea instead.
- He described his ideal type as a girl who is authetic, passionate and intense.
- Since XX/XX/2025 he's been an MC for KBS Music Bank with HUNTRIX's Rumi, both of them being praised for their professionalism and chemistry.
- His duet with HUNTRIX's Rumi of the Saja Boys "Soda Pop", their first MC Stage, went viral.
- He is a global ambassador for Gucci, Valentino, Jacquemus and Ralph Lauren.
- He is a hapkido black belt.
- According to the other members, his cooking skills are superb, being the group's "personal chef".
- He's been on the cover of GQ Korea.
- Due to his recent debut as an actor, he went to the Cannes Festival.
- He was rumored to be dating Korean-British actress Samantha Rachel Hari Shin, or simply Samantha Shin, one of his co-stars for the movie "X" in which they have a song together in the sound track, what 2M firmly denied.
- Aside from the irony of the group's symbol being a lion, his favorite animals are tigers because they represent strength and in Korean mythology they are seen as a protector against evil spirits and a guardian of good fortune. He also likes birds.
- He likes to study ancient Korean History, specially myths about mystical beings.
See more Jinu fun facts...
Damon

Stage Name: Damon (데이먼)
Birth Name: Damon Park
Korean Name: Park Daemin (박대민)
Position(s): Lead Vocal, Visual, Rapper
Birthday: 20/06/2005
Zodiac Sign: Gemini
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Rooster
Height: 190cm (6'3")
Weight: 80kg (176lbs)
Blood Type: B-
MBTI Type: ENTP
Nationality:Korean-Australian
Color: Yellow #FFFF00
Instagram: @dae_monpark
Damon Facts:
- Damon's birth location in Korea is unknown, but he was adopted by an Australian-Korean couple and raised in Sydney with his adoptive family.
- He is the oldest of three siblings, having two younger sisters.
- According to the other members, he is the most fashionable of the group, taking the longest to get ready.
- He loves to practice sports in his free time.
- It was revealed he wanted to be a professional athlete and go to the Olympics one day, but he decided to become an idol instead.
- The other members described him as a golden retrivier.
- Due to his athletic background, he is very competitive and won ISAC (Idol Star Athletic Championships) in ssireum (korean wrestling).
- He described his ideal type as a girl who is energetic, bright and cute.
- His family has a golden retrivier.
- His favorite sport is surfing.
- He is the most active member in social media, frequently making lives on Instagram.
- Damon can speak English, Korean, KSL (Korean Sign Language) and Australian Sign Language (AUSLAN) due to one of his sisters being deaf.
- Due to his sisters condition, he has always been very vocal about accessibility and inclusivity, specially for the deaf community.
-He knows the basics of Japanese, Chinese, Thai, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian, Latin and even some Australian Aboriginal languages due to his graduation from The Australian International School.
- He is a global ambassador for Calvin Klein, Burberry, Armani and Ferragamo.
- He has been on the cover for GQ Australia.
- He loves to watch Formula 1 and his favorite F1 driver of all time is Ayrton Senna.
- He's been allegedly linked to HUNTRIX'S Zoey, according to insiders, information neither 2M or Sunlight has released statements about.
See more Damon fun facts...
Seong-ho

Stage Name: Seong-ho (성호)
Birth Name: Kwon Seong-ho (권성호)
English Name: Samuel Kwon
Position(s): Main Rapper, Lead Dancer, Vocalist
Birthday: 01/11/2004
Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Monkey
Height: 181 (5'11")
Weight: 65kg (143lbs)
Blood Type: O+
MBTI Type: ISTP
Nationality: Korean
Color: Seafoam #3DED97
Instagram: @seong_hokwon
Seong-ho Facts:
- Seong-ho was born in Busan, South Korea.
- His dance specialties include hip-hop, popping, krump, and contemporary fusion.
- Fans often call him a panther because of his feline-like, precise dance moves and sharp gaze.
- A known foodie, especially passionate about street food — his vlog series about it is a fan favorite.
- He has a tattoo on his left shoulder blade that says "自由" (Hanja for "Freedom").
- He is a global ambassador for Prada, Jean Paul Gaultier and Schiaparelli.
- Before his debut, Seong-ho participated in the MNET reality show series "Stage Fighter", being one of the winning contestants.
- At first he wanted to be a soloist rapper, but was persuaded by 2M to join the group.
- Kendrick Lamar's Remix Version "Not Like Us feat. Seong-ho of Saja Boys" went viral, specially on Tik Tok.
- His cute appearance aside, he prefers when the group goes for a darker concept.
- He is fluent in Korean and English due to his time as an exchange student in New Zealand.
- He graduated high school from the ACG Parnell College.
- Seong-ho has revealed he wants to make more tattoos in the future.
- He loves to read and often gives fans book recommendations on his live streams.
- He is a football fan and his favorite player is Lionel Messi.
- As he is the shortest member, he often uses hats on his head to look taller.
- He is really smart, with an IQ of 150.
- Seong-ho can reach more than 10 SPS (syllabes per second).
See more Seong-ho fun facts...
Yong-jae:

Stage Name: Yong-jae (용재)
Birth Name: Lee Yong-jae (이용재)
Position(s): Lead Rapper, Vocalist, Dancer, Maknae
Birthday: 09/03/2006
Zodiac Sign: Pisces
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Dog
Height: 185cm (6'1")
Weight: 68kg (149lbs)
Blood Type: A-
MBTI Type: ISTJ
Nationality: Korean
Color: White #FFFFFF
Instagram: @leeyong_jjae
Yong-jae Facts:
- He is born and raised in Daegu, South Korea.
- His hobbies include photography and making sculptures.
- He is ambidextrous, being able to perfectly master anything with both of his hands.
- He prefers to keep his hair long and is always dying it.
- Yong-jae is a global ambassador for Loewe and Versace.
- The other members described him as a "flirt" and a "heartthrob", so much that he adopted a heart as his official symbol.
- According to the other guys, he wears his heart on his sleeves and is a ladies men.
- He knows a lot about gardening.
- His favorite flower are Asian Bleeding Hearts.
- His groupmates tease him about his knowledge about flowers being only to impress girls.
- He is the member who loves fashion the most, even having his own collection with Versace.
- When it comes to fashion, he also promotes a lot of Korean national brands he has worked with.
- He can speak Korean, English and is conversational in Afrikaans and Zulu due to his time modelling in South Africa as a teen.
- It is rumored he wants to make an exhibition of his photographs and sculptures soon.
- One of his dreams is to collab with Ed Sheeran.
- His favorite movie is the 2019 Oscar Winner "Parasite".
- He loves to play videogames and has an Xbox and a Playstation.
- He makes lives on Twitch playing games such as "Resident Evil", "The Last of Us", "FIFA", etc.
See more Yong-jae fun facts...
Min-kyu

Stage Name: Min-kyu (민규)
Birth Name: Han Min-kyu (한민규)
Position(s): Main Dancer, Vocalist, Rapper
Birthday: 30/12/2004
Zodiac Sign: Capricorn
Chinese Zodiac Sign: Monkey
Height: 183cm (6'0")
Weight: 67kg (147lbs)
Blood Type: AB-
MBTI Type: INTJ
Nationality: Korean
Color: Silver #C0C0C0
Instagram: @mkhanminkyu
Min-kyu Facts:
- Min-kyu is born in Incheon, South Korea.
- He loves to sleep and is often described as a sleepy head.
- According to him, he's only energetic when he dances.
- He goes full out when he's dancing, being praised by his versatility and already considered one of the best kpop dancers of his generation.
- His favorite dance style is break dancing.
- He has worked with famous choreographers like Kyle Hanagami, a close friend of his.
- Min-kyu has a sweet tooth and he loves any type of desserts.
- He is the most introvert and shy member of the group, but according to the Saja Boys members, he is a menace.
- Him and Damon often box together.
- Despite his bangs, his hair leaves little places he can still see through.
- He is a global ambassador for Marc Jacobs and Miu Miu.
- His chess skills are exceptional.
- Min-kyu is good at equitation.
- He is a certified geek and he has a lot of action figures and miniatures he loves to collect.
- He participated in the choreographing process for some artists in the west, such as Normani and Tate McRae.
- His dream collaborations are Rihanna, Shakira and Britney Spears.
- His childhood dream was to be an astronaut.
- He likes to keep his hair long so no one knows what he's looking at, but he said he's usually stargazing and he likes astronomy.
See more Min-kyu fun facts...
As I said, Jinu is the one we got the most material to work with, specially because he's pretty much almost Ahn Hyo-seop fully head to toe, but with the other ones I'm completely in the dark, so I'll wait until I know their actual names and a few more things about them to add the poll, otherwise everyone will just vote for Jinu, so stay tuned because I'll probably update this one first than the one from the girls when the movie comes out
#netflix#kpop demon hunters#jinu kdh#jinu kpop demon hunters#jinu kpdh#ahn hyo seop#saja boys#the saja boys
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DCAtober day 6: Hue
moon/sun x reader, ~3k words, fluff
plz be kind I haven't posted my writing in years
The question was innocent enough and asked extremely casually. Somehow it still threw you off just enough to have you looking up from tying Jamie's shoes for her so that she could leave.
"Huh?"
"Your favorite color, star! Somehow we don't have that information yet. Which is weird, I could have sworn we would have asked as part of your first introduction day..." Sun tapped his chin and gave the impression that he wasn't quite looking at you, though without pupils it was hard to tell. He seemed to be muttering that last part to himself- or to the both of them in there- at any rate.
You shrugged and tightened the last of the bows for Jamie and sent her off to her waiting guardian. An early pick-up today, it hadn't even been nap time yet. You hoped that she was going to get to do something fun at home with her family.
"Well, I suppose if you ask again reeeally nicely this time, I'll let you in on the secret."
Sun huffed in obvious play outrage. "I asked you nicely the first time! My manners are impeccable!" You grinned at the lack of the plural there- it was no secret that Sun thought Moon was slacking on manners. The two of you watched each other for a few moments before his shoulders dropped and he gave you a simulated sigh.
Ha! Point to you.
He must have seen the smugness creeping in, because just as suddenly he had his hand clasped to his chest and another outstretched in your direction as he swept into a bow. Point lost, now he was going into full thespian mode.
It was really hard to not either push at him to get him to stop or to start laughing before he could even speak.
"Please, my dearest and most precious friend!" Oh, he was really leaning into it. He had a little accent going and everything. "We cannot continue like this. Will you not gift us with the knowledge of the hue held closest, the most cherished, in your heart?"
You were doing a terrible job of not laughing at him. Some of the children were giving the two of you strange looks, while a couple others were giggling at the theatrics.
"Oh my god, please stop."
His grin hadn't changed and yet somehow it looked so self-satisfied. If there weren't a bunch of kids around to set a good example for, you'd definitely be pushing him now. It was still very tempting anyways.
He rolled his wrist, reminding you that he was waiting for you to answer him. Between chuckles you finally gave him the response that he was waiting for and dipped lower in his bow before standing up straight with a flourish.
"You're so dramatic." You didn't give him a shove, but you did purposely bump into him once he was completely upright again. He let you and swayed with the motion to give you the effect that you were looking for, and probably also to soften your thunk against his hard frame a little for your benefit.
His rays spun merrily as he looked out over the daycare to get a beat on what the kids were all doing, then returned his attention to you. "Why thank you! We do try our best."
For a while the two of you just stood near one another, the both of you watching different zones to make sure that everyone was following the rules and playing nice. Sun didn't always seem to prefer when there wasn't a guided activity going, but naptime was coming up before too long and you knew Moon harped in their headspace that the kids needed a little wearing out before they were expected to sleep. There was only so much the moondrops could do to help them get to sleep, and the kids always settled for a story better if they were tuckered out.
"Why'd you want to know my favorite color, anyway?" you asked after a while.
"Hmm?" Sun perked up at your question, though he kept looking out across the room. "Oh, one of the little ones wanted to give you a star sticker earlier, for being such a good helper and since we usually call you star! But it seems like they might have forgotten now. I can still give you a sticker, though, if you'd like."
You laughed and waved one hand vaguely. "No, that's okay. Now you know for next time. I guess that got missed somewhere in our introductions." You looked at him and then thought about it for a moment. "... Y'know, I don't know yours either. What's your favorite color, Sunny?"
"Yellow!" He answered so quickly that you had to wonder if that was what he legitimately preferred or if it was a scripted like- sometimes the animatronics, for all that you forgot that they were programmed to be the way that they were sometimes and that they weren't just really weird looking people, couldn't escape a coded response.
"Uh huh. Not sure if I expected that or not." It seemed like too obvious an answer, since he was yellow. But then, it still would have been fitting, you supposed.
The two of you went your separate ways for a while a little later, Sun going to return to taking a hands-on approach to playtime when one of the kids came up and asked to go to the bathroom. It wasn't too long once you came back that it was time to start clearing the softer area of toys and foam shapes to drag out the nap mats and blankets, You helped to get them all set up with the children while Sun made his way to the light switch.
The music shifted to a version of the normal song that was much calmer and quieter, and lacked the goofy sound effects sprinkled in, as the lights dimmed. You stayed off to the side as Moon came back to the area and passed out little wrapped candies to everyone who sat nicely for story time. He gave you a rather impish little look as he made a big show of skipping over you with the distribution of the drops, which earned an echo of amused little giggles. You didn't really want one anyway but you still put one hand on your hip and wagged a chastising finger at him.
You collected all of the wrappers from the candies while Moon took a poll on what story everyone wanted to hear and then started to recite from his internal library. Sometimes he used physical books just so that he would have pictures to share with the kiddos, but today he recited it without one while the kids hunkered down. Most of them were asleep before the story ended and you watched from a good distance away as Moon checked on the remaining few stragglers to make sure that they didn't need anything, then he left their immediate area so as not to disturb them.
You knew that his sensors had picked up that they'd fallen asleep when he approached you. He only put so much distance between him and them when everyone was out and he wouldn't be needed for a while.
"Finished hovering?"
His chuckled softly. "Brat. Are you going to go take your break?"
You shrugged. "In a bit. Thought I'd keep you company first, I'm sure Sun won't mind if my break bleeds over into his time a little."
Moon's faceplate ticked to the side once, twice, and then a full spin in delight. "Oh, he minds. But Mr. Manners needs to learn to share." You laughed, though you were mindful of your volume. You'd gotten plenty of scolding in the past from the naptime attendant, who took his job of making sure sleep happened very seriously. It and security were about the only things he seemed to take seriously.
"You two bickering again? Over lil' ol' me?" You snickered. "You see me almost every day, I don't believe for a minute that either of you actually mind me going on break."
Without having pupils to make it visible, Moon was forced to roll his eyes with his whole head. "Of course we don't, we want you to take your breaks." You could see him pause to give his programming time to work through not needing to tell you to rest. It was a process, he had explained once, bypassing certain triggers to his protocols since adults weren't people that he was in charge of unless it was for security. "That doesn't mean," he continued, "that we like missing time with you."
You were not getting flustered by the robot. "Aw, shucks," you joked as a distraction. "You two are going to make me blush."
He made an amused sound before a comfortable silence settled between the two of you for a couple moments. He watched the children for some of that time, on the look out for any signs that someone was stirring, but luckily most naptimes went very smoothly and stayed dull. You made your way over to one of the craft tables after a while and Moon shadowed you all too quietly for a tall animatronic covered in bells.
You started to clear the table and get things organized again when you came across a sheet of stickers that reminded you of earlier. "Hey, Moon Man?"
"Yes, Starling," he answered in a sickly-sweet tone. You might have deserved that teasing, you know that he doesn't like 'Moon Man', you just used it anyway to annoy him.
"What's your favorite color?"
He hesitated, tilting his head at you before he looked down at the stickers in your hand. You saw the lightbulb in his brain go on. "I am obligated to tell you blue or purple."
You wrinkled your nose at that. "Okay, gross. They really don't let you guys pick your own favorites? Is Sun's actually yellow?"
He stared at you for a moment that felt like it stretched on a little too long. Was he trying to think of something to say? Was he talking to Sun? There couldn't have been something in his programming that kept him from talking bad about the rest of his programming, right?
You only noticed that he'd been slowly leaning in close to you when he stopped. "No."
"No..?"
He didn't move back at all. "No, it's not his favorite."
"Oh." The atmosphere between the two of you was starting to feel slightly heavy but at the same time you didn't move to put any extra space there. "What... are your actual favorite colors? Can you even answer that?" Hopefully they could.
It took some time for Moon to respond but this time you really did get the feeling that he was having some sort of communication with his counterpart. It was a loaded silence.
"Yours."
Huh? "Mine? What, you both like my favorite one?"
He shook his head slightly and the bell on the end of his nightcap jingled softly. "No." He seemed to hesitate and you let him have time to give you an actual answer, just like you'd let him have time to get around the knee-jerk reaction to tell you to nap. "Your color is our favorite."
You started to open your mouth to express your confusion about that, but stopped short when his cool, clawed fingers met your cheek with extremely gentle tenderness. "The color of your skin, your hair, your eyes." His hand cupped your face and tilted it a little further up towards his. "The colors of the clothes you wear aside from your uniform, the ones you pick the most often during crafts time, the one of your phone case."
You were pretty sure that your brain was short circuiting. Was he really saying these things, holding onto you like this? Sure, you and the both of them had gotten pretty close over the time that you'd been working inside the daycare, especially recently, but nothing like this. Was he joking? This wasn't the way that he had ever messed with you before, you had no reason to believe that he would be now, but him being serious made just about as little sense. Your lips parted like you were going to say something, though you had no idea what it could have been. Nothing actually came out.
"The color of your lips," he continued as if your floundering had drawn his attention there and you felt the pointed tip of his thumb just barely brush underneath your bottom lip, which made you squeak. "Your blush."
And now you could feel that you were blushing. Your cheek felt hot against the contrasting temperature of his hand.
"I..." You didn't actually know what to say. You stared up at him, still pole-axed, for a moment before his intensity came down by a few degrees. The way that he held you and looked at you was still achingly gentle, but the pressure of it lessened enough that you could feel some of your higher thought processes rebooting. "You... You both?"
His free hand came up to hold your other cheek and he used that to hold you still as he pressed the teeth of his faceplate against your forehead. "Both of us, I assure you, starlight." He stayed there for a moment before pulling back with a soft chuckle. "Did you not notice?"
You shook your head, dumbfounded and wide-eyed.
"Sun thought he was being so obvious. He's losing his mind that I was right and we just needed to be a little more... forward." He practically purred the word and you felt your face heat even further.
"Was he? Being obvious?" You didn't have any idea that this was coming. Were there signs that you had missed? You thought that he was just being friendly! That they were both just friendly! For as much as you found yourself forgetting that they weren't actually just sentient and independent beings also performing a job every day it had never once occurred to you that they could develop feelings like this. That felt like it was doing them a massive disservice now while Moon held you in place and stared at you.
Another chuckle. "A little, but obviously not enough." He backed a little more out of your space, and took in the look of surprise still on your face. A hesitation came over him then, though he didn't release you. "Is this okay? Am I making you uncomfortable?"
"No, no! It's okay!" You reached up and held onto his wrists over the ribbons and bells on each. "I just... can't believe..."
He snickered and you could see the way that his constant smile strained at the edges into something so mischievous and smug but with the hold that you had on him and him on you, you could also feel the way that he seemed to be nearly vibrating with energy. He didn't look it, he always outwardly seemed so much calmer and nonchalant than Sun, but you could feel the slight tremor against your skin and you could hear the muffled way that his internal cooling system was working hard to keep his temperature even.
"Then we have your permission to pursue this?"
The answer was out of your mouth before you even had a chance to think about it. "Yes. Both of you." It didn't strike you as something strange until after you'd said it. You had never really considered how logistics with one of the highly advanced animatronics would go, let alone with two separate AI. But this didn't seem strange to them, or at least to Moon. And Sun had never brought anything up before, though he had obviously spoken with Moon about it if there had been this supposed conversation about the tactic that they should take for their approach. He'd chastised Sun teasingly to you for needing to learn to share, but it seemed like there must have already been some sort of discussion about doing just that.
Moon's expression was downright devilish. "Good. In that case, would you mind staying a little late tonight? I think I might need some help once the daycare's closed..." He laughed at your spluttered response and leaned to press his mouth against your forehead one more time before letting you go with visible reluctance. "Don't worry, I'll put in a note to your manager for an overtime request. Now, naptime's over."
You felt very much like a mouse being cornered by a cat as he looked at you for another few seconds before he took a couple steps backwards. "Have fun with Sun, little star."
Oh. He was making his way to the light switch. "Wait-!"
He cackled at you before he lunged for the light and slapped the button.
You missed the change between the naptime and the daytime appearance as you blinked to adjust your eyes to the light. There was a moment where no one made a sound while Sun completely took over and the standard daycare music started back up. A couple of the children started to rouse but there'd still be a small window of peace until you went and got them up for lunchtime and whatever other activities Sun had on the docket for the day.
That quiet was shattered when Sun's eyes landed on you just before he started marching your way. "Moon got to kiss you first?!"
Oh, so that was what he'd been doing to your forehead? "Oh boy," you breathed as seven feet of excited and agitated robot burst your personal bubble.
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Garden of Peaches and Secrets
@peachycarnival hope you like it ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა
In the heart of Heaven, hidden among golden clouds and the subtle melodies of harps, there was a secret garden. Few could know it, and even fewer could step inside. It was Tao’s refuge, the lesser goddess of fertility, guardian of the peaches that promised immortality. There, among leaves and flowers, also bloomed her silent passions — medicinal plants, rare herbs that healed wounds of body and soul, secrets she carefully kept.
But one day, the garden’s tranquility was broken by an unexpected visitor: Wukong, the Monkey King, known for his boldness and insatiable curiosity. He entered without permission, admiring the colors and shapes of the plants with eyes of one who had never seen such beauty. Tao, upon seeing him, felt a mix of anger and fear — who dared to invade her sacred refuge?
"This place is sacred," she said firmly, though her heart raced. "You cannot be here."
Wukong raised his gaze and smiled with that challenging air so natural to him.
"I didn’t know," he replied, half mocking, half sincere. "But these plants... they seem alive. I’ve never seen anything like this."
Tao crossed her arms, suspicious, and revealed who she was.
"I am Tao, goddess of fertility, guardian of this garden and the harvest of the immortal peaches."
The monkey raised his eyebrows, more curious than intimidated.
"A goddess who tends plants... That’s something new. I also know nature, I care for horses and the wild," he said, giving her a look of respect.
The clash of words and knowledge began there, among herbs and shared secrets. They discussed plant cultivation, ancient remedies, and forgotten potions, and without noticing, time slipped away between laughter and teasing. Tao discovered that Wukong did not judge her, that he saw in her more than a lesser goddess — he saw a partner, an equal.
As days passed, his visits became routine. Tao eagerly awaited the moment when Wukong would sneak into her garden, and he knew it was there he would find not only plants, but also the woman who challenged heaven and enchanted his heart.
One afternoon, while the golden sunlight filtered through the leaves, Tao showed Wukong a rare herb known to calm restless spirits.
"This one is delicate," she explained softly, brushing a leaf between her fingers. "If harvested carelessly, it loses its power."
Wukong watched her with genuine admiration. "You handle it like it’s a treasure," he said, his voice quieter than usual.
Tao smiled, a hint of shyness flickering in her eyes. "It is. Everything here is precious. More than just plants — it’s life itself."
Their hands brushed briefly as she passed him a stem, and the air between them seemed to hum.
In the evenings, they would sit beneath the stars, exchanging stories of their worlds. Tao confessed how the other gods often overlooked her because she was a minor goddess, and how that made her stubborn and sometimes defiant.
Wukong chuckled. "You remind me of me. The court doesn’t always like those who don’t bow easily."
She leaned into him, her voice a playful whisper. "I like to shock them. Especially when I can kiss you in front of them."
He grinned, pulling her closer. "Partners in crime, then."
Yet beneath their light-hearted moments, Tao carried a hidden sorrow. Despite her divine role as goddess of fertility, she struggled to conceive. The demonic energy intertwined with her divinity complicated her body and mind.
One quiet night, she confided in Wukong, her voice trembling. "I want to have children, monkeys to call our own... but my body won’t allow it."
Wukong held her tightly. "We have eternity, my love. We will find our way. You are not alone."
His support became her strength. Together, they nurtured not just the plants in her garden, but the fragile hope blooming within their hearts.
One day, a mischievous breeze carried some of Wukong’s fur into the celestial meeting halls. Tao’s clothes, woven with his hair for protection, caused quite a stir. The fur, imbued with magic, could turn into monkey clones to guard her if danger approached.
Wukong laughed at the chaos. "It’s like carrying my children everywhere I go."
Tao shook her head with a fond smile. "Sometimes I hesitate to wash these clothes... I don’t want to drown your clones."
They shared a laugh, their bond growing ever stronger.
As seasons passed, their love deepened — a blend of passion, respect, and friendship. In Tao’s garden, beneath the watchful eyes of the stars, two souls defied fate and found in each other a sanctuary, where nature flourished and love blossomed eternal.
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What could happen to the Prison in acotar5?
As a preview, this post is going to be hella long. It focuses on things we learned primarily on acosf and hofas. It also discusses the Illyrians and the Valkyries, Pegasuses, the 8-pointed star, and the fallout from Avallen being restored by Bryce.
The tl;dr is that I think that the Valkyries (and potentially some Illyrians) could serve as guardians for the Prison, along with being a neutral political force and army in Prythian, not aligned with a specific court but rather being a balance between them all.
Before you proceed, be aware that I tend towards analysis of the current content of the books, not theorizing about what will happen in the future, so this may not read like theories that other people in the fandom come up with. A majority of this is facts from the books, with me tying things together to think about the implications.
Part one: what we know based on HOFAS
First, it's helpful to get some context for what we know (for sure) about the Prison:
It was the land of dusk (not a Court in the way Prythian currently has courts).
After the events with Fionn, Theia, Helena, Silene, and Pelias, the land was mostly abandoned.
When Silene returned from Midgard, she created the Prison in order to hide the Harp, using the monsters she put there to deter anyone from looking for it. Silene decided if this place was seen as cursed, then let it be cursed.
We also find out that Silene left her portion of Theia's light under the Prison, which Bryce then took.
There is also a large cache of firstlight remaining under the Prison.
When Bryce used Truthteller and Gwydion/the Starsword to heal Avallen, Pegasuses appeared again.
Avallen and the Prison are in "thin" spots in the universe that make it easy to travel from one planet to the other (fwiw, this idea is not unique to sjm. See: Stephen King.) These spots are identifiable by the mists that surround them.
These thin spots are also on the nexus of ley lines, where energy flows.
It stands to reason that when Bryce "unlocked" Avallen, the energy and magic that it now experiences will flow to other places along the ley lines, IE the Prison. It's also implied that the land keeping the power imprisoned is one of the reasons it grew sick.
Bryce's actions in hofas have implications for Prythian. While the above is related to the Prison, we also have:
Nesta now has possession of the Starsword/Gwydion
Azriel's reaction to Truthteller and the Starsword being together
The 8-pointed star (more on that later)
Part two: what we know based on ACOSF
So based on this information, we need to go back to acosf and look at what sjm left for us.
The main thing to keep in mind is that Nesta found the Harp in the Prison, and that it was laying on an 8-pointed star.
One of the main dangling threads from acosf - that we know to be canon, that is not a theory or supposition - is that the Illyrians and the Valkyries are going to continue training together. We know that Mor is interested in training with the Valkyries. From hofas, we know that Nesta is every bit as well trained now as she was in the months since acosf.
Now, there are a couple of partially-fulfilled statements from acosf that I think are relevant here, in addition to Valkyries and Illyrians continuing to train.
The first is the wish that Nesta made on the friendship bracelets.
"I wish for us to have the courage to go out into the world when we are ready, but to always be able to find our way back to each other. No matter what." (chp 59)
We know that in the Blood Rite, the second half of that wish was fulfilled. The first half has not been fulfilled yet. That gives us very good reason to assume that the first half will be fulfilled.
All three of them, Nesta, Emerie, and Gwyn, will go out into the world at some point in the future.
There is another, much larger implication that was made in acosf:
Nesta smirked. “If we are to be Valkyries born again,” she said, “maybe we should combine the Illyrian and Valkyrie techniques.” She’d meant it in jest, but the words rumbled through the space, as if she’d spoken some great truth, something that made fate sit up. Azriel turned to them fully this time, eyes narrowed. Like those shadows had whispered something to him. A chill breathed down Nesta’s spine. Cassian stared into their faces. Like he beheld something he hadn’t seen there before. (chp 44)
And the later on:
Gwyn whispered, “I am the rock against which the surf crashes.” Nesta straightened at the words, as if they were a prayer and a summons. Gwyn lifted the blade. “Nothing can break me.” Cassian’s throat tightened, and even from across the ring, he could see Nesta’s eyes gleaming with pride and pain. Emerie said, “Nothing can break us.” The world seemed to pause at the words. As if it had been following one path and now branched off in another direction. In a hundred years, a thousand, this moment would still be etched in his mind. That he would tell his children, his grandchildren, Right then and there. That was when it all changed. Azriel went wholly still, as if he, too, had felt the shift. As if he, too, were aware that far larger forces peered into that training ring as Gwyn moved. (chp 60)
SJM used similar phrasing in the same book for which we know the consequences:
Strike after strike, and Cassian could have sworn the world paused as she unleashed herself with the same intensity she brought to training.
This is when Nesta is Making the weapons, which we find out later is actually a significant moment, not just Cassian being hyperbolic about how great his mate is. Then, when Nesta is using the Mask and Harp to heal Feyre, the world also pauses. This phrasing is used when something important is happening - even if we don't know what the implications are, yet.
Given that we know for sure that the Illyrians and the Valkyries are going to continue training, and there are loose threads because we don't know the implications of fate/the world standing up at Nesta's, Emerie's, and Gwyn's statements and/or actions, there is a very, very good chance that the Valkyries will continue being a big part of acotar.
My final point about the Valkyries is that in myth, they rode horses through the sky - not Pegasuses because those are from Greek myth, and Valkyries are Norse. But they fly through the sky on horses nonetheless. (This is literally the only piece of evidence I have coming from outside the books.) Pegasuses are connected to Avallen and likely the Prison. We know that Helion keeps some, but they are struggling to breed/thrive. (We also know that sjm loves to take what she wants from myth, so it’s not a stretch to think she’d shrug at the Greek/Norse distinction.)
All of this together tells me that the Valkyries have more story coming, and it is connected to the Illyrians'.
Part three: The 8-pointed star
A common thread between both series is the 8-pointed star. There are a few ways in which it is used:
Nesta and Cassian's bargain tattoo in acosf. They both had this tattoo on them - an Illyrian and a Valkyrie.
Bryce also has the 8-pointed star on her chest that glows when she is near people who will aid her or who are part of the Starborn line. When she took the piece of Theia's light, it went into her star and powered her up.
The Harp was resting on an 8-pointed star in the Prison, where Silene left it.
In HOFAS, Bryce put Truthteller and Gwydion into the slots of an 8-pointed star in order to revive Avallen.
When training, Cassian teaches the Valkyries the 8-pointed star sequence. This is a series of moves that they make with a sword, and is an Illyrian technique.
Cassian walked her through eight different cuts and blocks. Each was an individual move, he’d explained, and like the punches, they could be combined. (chp 38) “I’d thought today would be a good day to integrate the eight-pointed star, but if you’re already complaining, we can wait until next week.” (chp 44) Nesta lifted the sword and executed a perfect arcing slash. Her weight shifted to her legs just as she flipped the blade, leading with the hilt, and brought up her arm against an invisible blow. Another shift and the sword swept down, a brutal slash that would have sliced an opponent in half. Each slice was perfect. Like that eight-pointed star was stamped on her very heart. (chp 50)
And finally, at the end of HOFAS, Bryce gives Gwydion to Nesta and tells her to explore the 8-pointed star:
“I think that eight-pointed star was tattooed on you for a reason. Take that sword and go figure out why.”
Note that it’s not just a matter of the star, anymore. Both Cassian and Nesta were tattooed with it; Bryce used Gwydion and Truthteller to activate the star in Avallen. And now, Nesta is in possession of Gwydion with knowledge about the Prison and a connection to the star. There are elements coming together, and those elements are connected to both Illyrians AND Valkyries.
My thinking is that the 8-pointed star is the symbol of the dusk land, the Starborn Princes in Midgard (Theia) and in Prythian, of the first and only High King. If that land is where the Valkyries will be reborn and where Starborn power is from, and we know it is the source of a huge cache of firstlight, then that star is a symbol of what has been lost - and what is about to be revived.
So now the question is - what part will the Valkyries and Illyrians play?
Part four: What might happen to the Prison?
To sum up the above, and adding on a couple of small points that don’t fit elsewhere:
We know that the Illyrians and Valkyries will continue training
We have very heavy-handed phrasing around the world/fate paying attention to the idea of the Valkyries being reborn and working with Illyrians.
We have the connection between Valkyries, Illyrians, and the 8-pointed star because it is also an Illyrian sword technique that is being taught to the Valkyries.
We know that the Prison is going to go through some changes akin to puberty.
In addition, we have Gwyn being allowed to write the Valkyries into the books she is researching.
SJM has also said that Nesta’s story is going to continue.
Since we know that the Prison is going to change and there are these characters and groups poised for action - I haven’t even touched on Ramiel and the Illyrians being created by the Dagsteri, Azriel and his connection to Truthteller and Enalius, and his reaction to the TT/Gwydion, and will do that in a separate post - we can make some predictions about how that might look. If it’s going to make sense, sjm has to think beyond the magic system that she has… sort-of established, and past the involvement of individual characters. There are a few things to take into consideration with the Prison.
It is very likely that Pegasuses will return to the island as it is suffused with magic and energy again.
There are also other, unforeseen magical consequences as the magic flows back into it, thanks to the ley lines being “unblocked” by Bryce.
It may become easier for people/creatures to travel between worlds, given that it is a thin place that has been "unlocked".
The Prison is still full of prisoners! They are monsters that Silene gathered to hide the Harp, but... does that mean they just get released? Get slaughtered? Do they now have access to the power of the island? What is going to happen with them?
The High Lords cannot all be trusted to stay within their own courts, minding their own business. Beron is the most obvious example, as he has his eye on Spring while Tamlin is Suffering.
If there were another court established, one that sits on a huge reserve of firstlight, that could be a huge point of contention amongst the courts. Even if the High Lords don’t want it for themselves, they wouldn’t want anyone else to have it on the chance that one of them would use it against the others. In acomaf, Rhys explains that the Prison is keyed to his blood and that he has jurisdiction of it; however:
“Do all the High Lords have access?” My words were so soft they were devoured by the dark. Even that thrumming power in my veins had vanished, burrowing somewhere in my bones. “No. The Prison is law unto itself; the island may be even an eighth court. But it falls under my jurisdiction, and my blood is keyed to the gates.” (chp 18)
We don’t know yet what that reserve of firstlight is going to mean for the island.
To me, it makes sense for us to have a more neutral third party come in. One who doesn’t have ties to a specific court, but could act in all of their interests.
Enter: the newly reformed Valkyries.
I have had a personal headcanon that the Valkyries, once fully established, could create another political/martial entity in Prythian that can help balance the power between all the courts, and provide support when needed. This is how they worked before, which Cassian talks about in acosf:
“The Valkyries fought when even the bravest males would not. The Illyrians tried to forget that. I fought against males who were my superiors, arguing to help the Valkyries. They beat me senseless, chained me to a supply wagon, and left me there. When I came to, the battle was over, the Valkyries slain.”
Valkyries and Illyrians don’t have the best history, but given that Cassian tried to help them, and that they are working together now, this could be a way of righting a wrong. It could help to explain why fate/the world is taking note.
The Valkyrie ethos makes sense for this sort of neutral position, too:
“A clan of female warriors from another territory. They were better fighters than the Illyrians, even. The Valkyrie name was just a title, though—they weren’t a race like the Illyrians. They hailed from every type of Fae, usually recruited from birth or early childhood. They had three stages of training: Novice, Blade, and finally Valkyrie. To become one was the highest honor in their land. Their territory is gone now, subsumed into others.”
An improved Valkyrie force, especially if they continue learning Illyrian techniques and recruiting from women across Prythian, could be a big factor in upcoming conflicts with Kochei or any other villain sjm comes up with. They would ensure that the firstlight would be used fairly, so that no court is advantaged or disadvantaged unfairly. It would continue the threads that sjm has left for us, while also giving us space to explore questions that have yet to be answered (such as Azriel’s connection to Truthteller and Enalius). While I think that Nesta would keep her home in the House of Wind, the Prison island would be a good place from which the Valkyries can work - both guarding the monsters that are there, and keeping the firstlight safe.
I believe that Nesta will be the most important character when it comes to reviving the island; while it is heavily implied that the island is already going to have access to its powers thanks to being impacted by Avallen's healing - it is likely already on its way to healing - Nesta with her connection to the 8-pointed star, the Harp, possession of Gwydion, and the Valkyries can help bring stability to the place.
Thank you a million times to the people who helped me fact check and keep things straight, or just listened to me rant about this: @hellacioushag @lily-thesuriel @elains @aionuel @yazthebookish @fracturedarkness and @/michaelanoelreads on TikTok :) @highqueenmorrigan (Mary I forgot you brought up the sword technique thank you for that!)
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So I'd been contemplating as to why Sora makes me so emotional in KH3's endgame (beyond the tragedies that hit like a truck) and my conclusions always point to just how much he was doing across the endgame + Re:Mind.
And this morning, I was retelling myself what happened in his eyes and it's like:
Get to the Keyblade Graveyard, lose everyone and also he himself DIES
Go to the Final World which is pretty much a purgatory of sorts, has to literally put himself back together (and if you talk to the stars, get hit with emotionally crushing stories about people's relationships and death)
Chase after and fight off a thing that's kinda like a Grim Reaper to get his dead friends back (this is a nature taboo that he didn't know was one yet)
Battle (The initial waves of monsters)
After battle (Team up with Riku)
After battle (Teamp up with Mickey)
After battle (Sea Salt Trio Battle)
After battle (Wayfinder Trio Battle
After battle (Nort Court Battle)
LOSES KAIRI AGAIN
After battle (The Xehanort Battle Royale (Replicas section included))
Right after all of that, learns that he commited the Nature Taboo, decides to commit it again and accepts the consequences
RELIVE MOST OF WHAT JUST HAPPENED IN BOTH TIMELINES alongside what he's currently doing while PERSONALLY FEELING WHAT THE OTHER GUARDIANS FELT
+ ADDITIONAL THINGS LIKE FIGHTING TERRANORT AND ANOTHER REPLICA
While having to put back together Kairi's heart
Helps tie loose ends
Get some time in to spend with loves ones
FADES FROM EXISTENCE
The rate at which all that stuff happens is in such a short timeframe for him (it's like over the course of a day or two at most). And it's interesting watching playthroughs and hear some players mention or comment things like "Hey, Sora's been working a lot here" or something across those lines.
Imagine being Sora, not even knowing everything that's going on or how a lot of the stuff you're doing works or if it'll really work, and all this stuff just hits you and you have to keep chugging along. You don't have the highest confidence in yourself and there's so many things you have to do but what other choice do you have than following your heart despite knowing what'll happen to you because you love and care that much?
I have a lot of thoughts again about the dichotomy of his low sel-esteem in conjunction of him seeing himself as a support for others + him doing Big Things on his own (or more of his need to) but that's a post for another day (even though I've harped on this topic sm ToT
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Making Kingdom Hearts Stuff Until KH4 Comes Out (Day 99)
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Romantic TOS HCs: Kirk, Spock, McCoy
A/N: After a horrible blog explosion I've had to rewrite some of my headcanons. I hope you all enjoy it.
Prompt: Romantic TOS Kirk, Spock, McCoy w/ GN! Reader
James T. Kirk
Kirk is most definitely a hopeless romantic.
He is also the KING OF SAPPY ROMANCES.
Kirk most definitely reads those cheesy romance novels your grandma has on her nightstand.
He tries to keep things professional on the bridge, it doesn't last.
He'll give you longing looks, and endless compliments, the man is a total flirt with you on the bridge. (That and info-dumping.)
He'll give exaggerated sighs and swoon anytime you do even the bare minimum.
"Thank you, Ensign (L/N). What would we do without you?"
He'll write you little love notes and have the other Ensigns deliver them to you.
He is constantly blowing you kisses.
He even gives you the most ridiculous pet names;
"Sunshine, My Star, Sweetie"
It would be embarrassing if it wasn't so cute.
You're barely in the turbolift when he's covering you in kisses.
He's always sharing books to read with you (maybe the less goofy ones).
It's like having your own book club.
He loves head scratches and when you hold him in your arms.
He is a huge cuddler and enjoys snuggles.
He prefers to be the big spoon or to lay on your chest.
Kirk gets the cutest happy golden retriever look on his face if you give him head scratches and read to him.
S'chn T'gai Spock
When Spock falls in love, he falls hard!
He thought he should have been incapable of the feeling.
But to Vulcans' it's not just about the feeling of love, it's the subtlety of action.
He keeps things professional on the bridge. However, that doesn't stop him from consulting you any chance he gets.
He shows his love in discrete ways; long loving looks, sharing in debates and games of strategy, in addition to the ozh'esta. *Finger Embrace
He will complement you, just not in the way Kirk or McCoy would.
"I completely trust Ensign (L/N)'s judgment, they have profoundly sound logic for a human."
During slower times on the bridge, he'll write lines of poetry about you.
Though he never likes to share it.
Pet names are sadly rare but when you are alone he calls you almost anything but your name.
"Ashal-veh, t'nash-veh, t'hy'la"
He doesn't protest you using pet names for him while working together.
He likes to hold your hand by wrapping his pinky around yours.
He'll teach you how to play the Vulcan Harp if you're interested.
Totally not so he can have you sit in his lap and caress your hands.
He loves it when you caress his face and run your fingers through his hair.
If you just hold his face in your hands and look into his eyes he'll turn bright green.
He enjoys cuddling and having you sleeping next to him.
He'll usually prefer the honeymoon position or have you lay on his chest.
Leonard McCoy
He's a doctor and a glucose guardian.
He never thought he'd fall in love again, but here he is.
He's very old school when it comes to his style of dating.
He keeps things professional on the surface but you can tell he favors you more.
It doesn't matter what is going on, he'll always make time for you.
He isn't the best when it comes to frequent compliments but you know they're sincere.
"Ensign, you make me feel young again."
He scolds Kirk if he puts you on dangerous way missions.
He likes to keep you close by, like Spock, he's always calling you up for something.
His pet names for you are the sweetest.
"Honey, Sweetie, Darling."
He loves it when you call him things like "Doc, Hot Shot, Good Lookin'."
He likes to spend all of his off hours with you. He practically follows you around like a puppy.
Sometimes when you two are apart he likes to give you personal com messages, like back in the 20th century.
He loves to take you dancing even if he can't move as fast as he used to.
"In-quarters" dates are his favorite because he can just sit still with you in his lap.
He adores cuddling up in a big blanket and watching old movies with you.
During this time he's more openly affectionate, he likes to run his fingers through your hair and cover your face in kisses.
He prefers to have you sit in his lap, but he won't argue if you want him to sit in yours.
#star trek#star trek the original series#star trek tos#tos#x reader#james t kirk#james kirk#kirk#s'chn t'gai spock#mr spock#spock#leonard mccoy#dr mccoy#mccoy#tos kirk#tos spock#tos mccoy#tos kirk x reader#tos spock x reader#tos mccoy x reader#james t kirk x reader#james kirk x reader#kirk x reader#s'chn t'gai spock x reader#mr spock x reader#spock x reaer#leonard mccoy x reader#dr mccoy x reader#mccoy x reader
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The Celestial Series continues with—
A PROCLAMATION—LOUD and CLEAR
(The Celestial Series—a spin off from and sequel to The Tears I Cried For You, started by J. P. Lee and Charlie AI, on 14 April 2025)
INTRODUCTION
A Short Introduction to my Poem, below—
A Proclamation—Loud And Clear.
A proclamation must be heard.
There will always be signs—prior to its announcement.
Visible to all—across the sky.
None can give any excuse they miss it.
It is a message for all—Night and Day,
Sun and Moon, Dawn and Twilight,
at Sunrise and at Sunset—-including
all in between - Handmaid, Usherette, Chaplain, Guardian and Guides.
Baby Angels with little wings, singing, blowing trumpets, playing the harps.
All are invited to the great Assembly
—-Wind and Storm, Rain and Rainstorm, and most of all: THUNDER & Lightning!
A PROCLAMATION—LOUD and CLEAR
A proclamation, loud and clear
Thunder & Lightning, from the heavens
—-especially for those who can’t hear (don’t hear), can’t see (don’t see).
No excuses will be entertained.
Sun & Moon, Night & Day, Sunrise & Sunset, including their allies & helpers
—they never complain, they accept Fate
They are ever trusting and obedient—-
but they always pray, wept only by grace.
The tears that they have cried!
Touches my heart, and mercies fly
O! The beloved Teardrops
Ever sweetly, in true bitterness
Sing out from their heartthrobs
Spare not my loneliness
An outpouring in my aloneness
Tenderly, as dewdrops tow
Gently, to the edge they flow
Precious tears of love set aglow
Ice melts into spring celebrities
Emptying out all gracious miseries
Scraps, inside the melting pot
Sacrifice, the fearful memories
Taste them all, in spices begot.
freely they had come
freely to go—not in fear
save our happy tears
I always knew, now you know
written songs in chronicles
©Johnny J P Lee
20 April 2025 (Easter Sunday)
MODIFIED HAIBUN:
Gogyoshiren25 + Tanka 5-7-5-7-7
Photos Credit, Unsplash Image (Lightning only), the rest by courtesy of J. P. Lee
Notes:
The Sequels so far—-from 1 to 8 …
1/ The Tears I Cried For You
2/ A Momentary Glimpse
3/ Where Twilight Waits
4/ O Glorious Dawn
5/ Why I Get Up Before Dawn
6/ At Sunset Into Twilight Time
7/ Clusters Of Stars
8/ Proclamation, Loud And Clear
#poetryportal#writerscreeds#writingthestorm#smittenbypoetry#writtenconsiderstions#spilledwords#poeticstories#inkstainsandheartbeats
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It is WIP Wednesday, my dudes!
I need to work on necron stuff, but instead I've been kicking away at actually fluffy SoS things. Palate cleansers, now that Save Scumming is done.
A little bit of Outshine the Sun, Etudes, and Modern AU.
Untitled Aephorul/Resh'an, the extremely silly, porny sequel to Save Scumming.
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“Let me look at you,” Resh'an said at last.
“Hmph.” He didn't want to. It didn't matter what Resh'an said; there was always that moment when he could see the pity in Resh'an's eyes. And then the disgust. Resh'an was good at hiding it- but he'd always been an open book to Aephorul.
Still. They were trying something new. He let go of Resh'an. “I'll show you mine if you show me yours.”
For a moment Resh'an just stared at him with narrowed eyes, but then he shrugged. “On three?” Resh'an tucked his fingers under the edge of his mask.
“One.” Aephorul rearranged the flesh beneath his hood into something vaguely face-like.
“Two.” Resh'an's eyes glowed a little brighter.
“Three.” In unison, Aephorul pulled back his hood and Resh'an pulled down his mask, and they both dispelled the illusions that hid their faces.
He hissed again, this time in sympathy; when they'd last met, Resh'an hadn't looked good, but he'd at least been relatively whole. Now, half his face was missing, the skin torn away to reveal the skull beneath. The lower mandibular angle was crazed with hairline fractures.
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Etudes: Beginnings (B'st/Resh'an). I'm still going to finish Glass Harp first, but now this series has over 15k words and at least five separate stories in it and I've clearly lost control of my life. Resh'an is such an unmitigated disaster in this series, but he's trying so hard.
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He rarely used his bedroom in the tower; on the rare occasions that he actually slept, he usually just put his head down at his desk. The actual bedroom and living quarters had become a secondary storage space for his research notes. The first time B'st had found an entrance to the Archives, Resh'an had thrown him into a time loop in a mild state of panic, and then hucked everything in the bedroom into an extradimensional storage closet.
He'd gotten so used to solitude- but that was no excuse for poor hospitality. When he released B'st from the time loop (hopefully none the wiser, but he wasn't going to ask) the bedroom was sparsely furnished, but clean. In the end, it didn't matter; they hadn't spent any time there that first visit. He gave B'st the tour of the tower, such as it was- the library and the reading room at the heart of the Archives, the laboratory, the living quarters- and then they'd spent the rest of their time on the observation deck.
It took considerable effort to unmoor his tower from its physical anchorage, but he did it anyway. It let him relocate the observation deck anywhere he liked, so they could look at the stars from new vantages. Resh'an had, quite frankly, been showing off.
And it had been worth it, to see B'st's eyes- already so bright- light up when Resh'an transported them into the center of a meteor shower.
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Alternative Sleeping Arrangements (working title), Aephorul/Resh'an, college students au. Aephorul goes home with Resh'an over spring break; he meets Resh'an's aunt; a pillow fort gets built. I'm not sure if this one will ever really get finished, but I like fleshing out some of the background for this AU.
This is a non-magical AU; it literally takes place in New Jersey. But Anais and her partner Estelle are still also Guardian Gods, despite that.
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He was surprised by how much she looked like Resh'an; she was nearly as tall as Aephorul, with the same long-limbed, willowy silhouette. But on her it looked graceful, where Resh'an always looked like he was surprised he had elbows. Her hair was a frizzy cloud of strawberry blonde to Resh'an's dead straight auburn, but they had the same eyes and the same smile.
She drifted in on a cloud of sandalwood, peasant skirts swirling above her bare feet and silver bracelets jangling down her arms. “Darling boy!”
Resh'an looked slightly pained at his aunt's endearment. “Hi auntie. This is Aephorul.”
She kissed Resh'an on both cheeks despite the way he rolled his eyes, and then she turned to Aephorul.
He understood what Resh'an had meant when he said his aunt was a lot, now. Anais looked at him like he was a bug caught under a glass. For a moment, her face was as still and cold as a marble statue, unsmiling and distant. Then she smiled at him, the same radiantly beautiful smile that Resh'an used when he was genuinely happy.
It took considerable effort not to flinch when she offered her hand to shake. Her grip was surprisingly firm. “It's nice to finally meet you,” she said warmly. “Resh'an can show you around the place- Essie's out getting groceries, but when she gets back we'll start on dinner.”
Resh'an rescued Aephorul from his aunt's handshake and tugged him away, down the hallway. “Come on, my room's this way.”
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Happy Halloween from Femme Fatale
(+ Yoshiko!)

“Oh these are beautiful! Lola, I can’t believe you made all of these outfits! They’re so detailed!”

“Of course, Sweetness! You really thought I was just gonna let us go this year with some cheap, poorly made costumes? Absolutely not! Only the best for me and my girls! Also, real nice job on the props, Kureha! You really went above and beyond this year!”

“Yeah, yeah, tell that to my still aching hands, remind me again why exactly are we all dressed as angels? I was one last year, I wanted to do something different this time.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, honey, there was talk amongst some of the Divisions that teams were going in group costumes this year and I thought that would be fun, I would’ve picked something else but a lot of my ideas were already chosen so this felt like a good option, I’m really sorry.”
“O-oh, no, mom, it’s okay, I was just wondering that’s all, it’s fine, it’s not like I’m in the exact same costume last year.”
“God, you’re such a mommy’s girl, Kureha. If it had been my idea, you’d call me all sorts of names.”
“Shut up-“
“By the way! Er, why are you two holding weapons? Wait, those aren’t real aren’t they?!”
“No! They’re just props! They’re part of these characters Lola and I are cosplaying! We’re Panty and Stocking!”
“Ohhhh, how neat! Stocking and…Panty? What’s that about?”
“Pfffft-“
“U-uh, oh, hey, look! There’s someone here! We gotta give out treats! Here, uh, you can have this.”
You received a treat!
Chocolate Harps. Oval shaped block of chocolate with an engraving of a harp etched onto them wrapped in a golden layer of wrapping paper, rich and chewy, you can’t help but want to sing.
“Haha, you’re so adorable, Sunshine. Here cutie, take this, consider it a token from your guardian angel~”
You received a treat!
Lolliwings. Lollipops in the shape of angel wings, they’re wrapped in a sparkly plastic wrap and they come in all sorts of colors and all sorts of delicious flavors.
“Hello there! Happy Halloween! Make sure to bundle up and be safe out there!”
You received a treat!
Cloudy Cotton Candy. Small bags of white cotton candy resembling clouds with small hard candy inside of them shaped to look like stars. Each bite leaves you feeling light and fluttery.
“Hi hi! Wooooow, you have such a cool costume! Do you like mine? I’m the Cheshire Cat! From my favorite story, Alice in Wonderland! I’m so excited, Mama says that we get to go trick or treating with some of my friends from school! I wonder what they dressed up as? Oh! Sorry! Here you go! Bye bye!”
You received a treat!
Kitty Chews. Little bite size chewy candy in the shape of either a cat’s face or paw, comes in a variety of flavors. As you bite into it, you can’t help but feel a grin starting to form on your face, perhaps the Halloween spirit is getting to you?
#hypmic oc#hypnosis mic oc#hypnosis mic#hypmic#hypnosis microphone#sayaka miyuki#lola takahashi#kureha koizumi#femme fatale#yoshiko miyuki#happy halloween#halloween event#halloween event 2024#hypmic halloween 2024
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In this edition of ALIEN STAGE Magazine, we have an exclusive interview with fashion model and Round 10 contestant, Tov!
With the start of supersized Season 39 of ALIEN STAGE right around the corner, Tov sat down with us for her first ever interview and opened up about her life and her thoughts on the upcoming competition.
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1) What have you been up to since your graduation from the Anakt Garden? How has your life and routine changed since then?
Tov: I’m a model full time now for my guardian’s fashion house, Cassiopeia. Mostly photo shoots for print or billboards, but occasionally I have the opportunity to walk in shows. I also sing in lounges sometimes for vocal practice.
Thankfully, my daily life hasn’t changed too much since graduating. It’s been an easy transition.
I’ve even been able to reconnect with one of my friends from Anakt Garden, Himei. She’ll be competing in this season of ALIEN STAGE too, though we’re in different brackets.
2) Have you noticed a shift in the public’s perception of you since the season was announced?
Tov: Somewhat, yes. People outside of the fashion industry have started to recognize me. Not a whole lot, but a few. It’s a nice feeling when they wish me good luck.
3) How do you feel about the start of the new ALIEN STAGE season? Does being on Side B take some of the pressure off?
Tov: Yes and no.
Yes because it gives me the chance to rehearse and refine my performance without having to rush.
No because there are so many strong performers in Side A that it will be a big challenge to follow up.
4) If you had the opportunity to sing a duet with any competitor from this season, regardless of bracket, who would it be?
Tov: My first answer would be someone I was close to in Anakt Garden, but I think any of us would say that.
Aside from them, I’d like to sing with Azure. He has very nice tone and smooth vocals. I could see our singing styles working well together.
5) What do you think is your charm?
Tov: It’s hard to say from the inside looking out. I’ve been told that people find the stars in my irises charming. Though Cassio insists it’s my smile.
6) Is there anything that you think sets you apart from your competitors?
Tov: I would say my voice. It tends to be deeper and a little more soulful than people expect when they first see me. I believe it adds to my strong stage presence.
7) Speaking of your voice, some of your competitors learned to play instruments as well as sing in their formative years.
If you could go back and do your time at Anakt Garden over again, would you pick up an instrument as well?
Tov: Possibly. I wasn’t really drawn to any particular instrument at the time, but if I had a do over, maybe I would try learning to play the harp.
8) What are your recent interests?
Tov: I’ve always had a strong interest in the stars, but lately I have been learning more about different galaxies and deep space. Luckily there is a lot of information and research to read about, so I don’t see myself getting bored anytime soon.
9) Has your guardian been involved in your preparation for ALIEN STAGE?
Tov: Very much so. Cassio has designed all of my outfits themself and they’re all custom made to fit my frame. Each of them is one of a kind and I am grateful for the work they have done for me.
They’ve also asked that I accompany them to work over the course of the first bracket so I can learn how my round will go from a production standpoint.
10) How are you preparing for your performance with Minori?
Tov: The same way I would prepare to perform with any of my classmates. I will do my best because I know she will do her best. It’s how Anakt Garden taught us.
11) Speaking of Minori, what do you think of her?
Tov: I remember her being very energetic back in Anakt Garden. She was always running around during playtime. I couldn’t run like she could because of my heart condition, but I enjoyed watching her race our classmates. She always won. Athleticism was her gift, but she was also good academically as well. I admire her varied talents.
12) Do you think you can win?
Tov: I hope the stars will align for me, but it is ultimately up to the audience which of us shines brighter. I will place my fate in their hands.
13) If you won ALIEN STAGE, what would you do after?
Tov: I’m not thinking that far ahead yet. I prefer to focus on each round as it comes and perform to the best of my abilities.
14) Do you have anything to say to your opponent?
Tov: I’m glad we will get to sing together one last time.
Tune in to see Tov face off against Minori during Round 10 of ALIEN STAGE Season 39!
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Thank you to @shakingparadigm for sharing their questions! I also added some of my own as well.
Minori belongs to @skyisjusthere / @minori-dash.
Himei belongs to @lookatmysillies.
Azure belongs to @azureitri.
#alien stage oc#alnst oc#alnst oc: tov#alien stage fan season#alnst fan season#alien stage season 39#alnst season 39#tov interview
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The Ultimate Character Design Tournament
Please remember to vote for characters solely based on their design, rather than which character you are more familiar with or like more!
*One of the characters in this bracket is considered a spoiler for: Inside
*Additional warning for Body Horror
*Additional spoiler warning included for: Star Nemesis (Fiddlesticks)
The Huddle | Inside

Toki Pona | Prolangs

Toki Pona is a character based off of a constructed language of the same name. So, to make this less confusing. Toki Pona = the character toki pona = the language
•the simple design of just two colors, a basic yet expressive mouth, the use of simple shapes and lines, and arms hidden under their clothing do a great job of reflecting toki pona’s emphasis on minimalism as a conlang onto Toki Pona’s character design.
•The little lines on Toki Pona’s hat don’t just make Toki Pona’s character more recognizable, but (to me) look like “emitters” which are a type of radical that make up some toki pona logograms, further linking Toki Pona as a character to toki pona as a conlang.
•also, the hat and scarf are just really cool and the symbol on Toki Pona’s chest is cute but also says the words “toki pona”.
Thanks for coming to my TED Talk
P.S.
learn toki pona, it has the word “pipi” in it
Laios Touden | Delicious in Dungeon
Star Nemesis (Fiddlesticks) | League of Legends



*Spoiler Warning*
This specific incarnation of fiddlesticks is from an AU called "Star Guardians" that's essentially like madoka magica / sailor moon with magical girls and whatnot. Star Nemesis Fiddlesticks was actually once a girl named Harp who was on the original team of Star Guardians !!
Giotto | Katekyo Hitman Reborn

he has everything. suit. shiny things. flame. fire. nice color palette. he looks incredibly stylish.
Willis | Awful Hospital
He looks like the circle of Willis found inside the human body but anthropomorphized just enough to look like a little guy! It’s so cute!!
Yaoshi, Aeon of Abundance | Honkai: Star Rail
"The flowers share their petals without care, waiting for their inevitable withering destiny. The birds fly high in song, moving toward their inevitable crash and death. The streams flow rapidly with life, in a direction where they inevitably run dry. Why must all things come to an end? There must be a miracle somewhere in the universe that can cure the disease known as finality." — Life Is Too Short by Anonymous Ask with sentiment, and you shall receive. Yaoshi is the nurturer of the people, the god of peace. THEIR presence ensures the existence of life. Yaoshi is an Aeon who answers all prayers and cannot bear to see death and the pains of illness. (In-game Data Bank)
Brainiac 5 | Legion of Superheroes 2006





*They didn't specify what version of Brainiac 5 to use
#ultimate character design tournament#poll bracket#tumblr polls#tumblr tournament#bracket tournament#tumblr bracket#the huddle#inside game#toki pona#prolangs#laios touden#delicious in dungeon#star nemesis#fiddlesticks#league of legends#giotto#katekyo hitman reborn#willis#awful hospital#yaoshi#honkai star rail#brainiac 5#legion of superheroes 2006#Character Design
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probably the thing i dislike most about comicsharing these days is how insanely disingenuous ppl are about the books they’re sharing. specifically with kon. he was incredibly overexposed during his initial run, and pretty damn popular. his writing relayed the zeitgeist of the 90s with barely any filter, despite being comics code authority approved. it’s ok to admit that contextually speaking, his run (meaning ALL his books from 1993 - 2002) wasn’t THAT crazy compared to others aka miss hal’s menty b and superman literally dying and coming back and suffering ENDLESSLY until the clois marriage healed his heart and psyche. you don’t have to treat his initial writing like it needs to be heat-treated prior to reading.
the fact that ‘fans’ love harping on his early writing like its some kinda radioactive green rock is actually insane! that is LITERALLY the concept work that lasted TEN YEARS across MULTIPLE writers and books. kesel wasn’t the only one clowning. editorial marched to his tune even after superboy 1994’s hands changed. kon dont got a hundred years of history. he’s only got thirty, and a third of that was entirely his creator’s, and you know what? It was GREAT! it was raw and heartbreaking and funny and indicative of how terribly neglectful parents were and how easy it was for kids to get caught up in adult bullshit without being adults. im tired of ppl talking like it’s a diseased run ‘not up for the current times.” it is ABSOLUTELY of the current times.
it was about a partyboy who never got to party for the sake of it, and about CSA without kon knowing he was a victim and survivor of CSA. it was about ppl in positions of authority and power leaving kon to his business bc kon wasn’t theirs to take in, and no one in any position of influence thought to question why a grown ass woman was dating him PUBLICLY. they laughed! kyle and clark and dubbilex and makoa, they did not care! bc kon was supposed to be a way for neglected kids to read about a character who’s making his own way since he’s been emotionally starved of love and affection. he makes his own family, even tho those ppl don’t really SEE him as family! he thinks of a clone handler as his father even tho that handler does the bare minimum! he thinks his agent’s daughter is his sister even tho she’s been lusting and pining after him since the start! he didn’t understand boundaries, didn’t draw them, and didn’t understand that his emulating the people around him was NOT normal!
he’s the one kid in school who thought it was ok for sixteen year olds to attend college parties and sleep with older girls cuz he got his growth spurt early and looks like an adult, even tho he’s not! he’s the kid you grew up with that didn’t have parents, but had random guardians who did a subpar job at taking care of him bc they couldn’t put him in foster care. he was the guy you knew growing up who said the most off-color shit and did the most off-color shit bc he had anger issues and deep-seated resentment and shit tons of sexual trauma and NO friends his age that didn’t wanna fuck him.
kon was THE exploited teen star. his story can STILL resonate today if you stop treating his early writing as icky and focus on the actual fucking themes and purpose of the story. his first real gay friend wasn’t ray, it was hero. he joined yj with a heavy heart. his first love was one of the ppl who destroyed his life the most, and yet he loved tana! knockout gave him sexual trauma so deep, he was still acting out in ttv03. his life’s lack of parental love is WHY the kents taking him in is so moving and important. no, clark not taking him in from the start was not on clark bc KON IS NOT HIS RESPONSIBILITY. kon was the government’s responsibility, and the government did what it does to all kids who don’t have loving parents and guardians - left him to fend for himself.
kon’s initial run isn’t a 90’s shitshow. it’s a legitimately sad tale with multiple moving parts that highlight how much legacy can both destroy and make a person’s spirit. stop treating that shit with kidgloves. commit to the fucking bit. he was never anyone’s prop, and it’s sad how some of y’all act like his only heartbreak is tim getting away with bernard. i don’t know how to tell you this, but tim’s timkonnie feels were wholly a personal problem. focus on the kon. i PROMISE you, you’ll free yourself from chuck dixon’s boogers and geoff’s grimdark teen soap that paled in comparison to the actual teen soap of the era, smallville.
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Making a new girlie, have some doodles
She's gonna be a goddess of celestial objects, space, and melodies. Her holy symbols include moths, stars/constellations, and the harp. I'm flipping between making her a hunter, a guardian, or a creator goddess
#maple leaves art#original character#goddess#doodles#traditional drawing#Sketch doodles#hey can you guess that shes very moth inspired
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