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achilles-rage · 1 day ago

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Hey Car!!!

Soooo I have a silly ask but I’d love something like Prompt 8 from the list with Buck 🥰

I love the idea of canoodling outdoors with a beautiful background so have fun! Honestly I just love everything you write and I can’t wait to see your prompt 1 comp!

Much love,

DEIG

yay i love this idea!! and thank you so much!! i think this is one of my favourite things ive ever written, it feels so cozy!! i went, like, extremely romantic for this, not sure why it turned out that way, it just did. sue me. (now that i'm thinking about it, i do know why. i was listening to this playlist as i wrote it. highly recommend it btw, it's a bunch of classical romantic songs and it makes me feel so ethereal lol.) anyway, sorry it's so late. i appreciate you so much deig, you have no idea<33

number 8 from this list: "sex outdoors"

MDNI- 18+ only!

"do you want the lighter?" you ask buck as you watch him try to get the fire started.

it's been almost 20 minutes since you had finally gotten your tent set up, and now your boyfriend is set on making a fire by rubbing two sticks together.

"i've got it." he murmurs as he furiously moves the sticks back and forth, but it's coming increasingly obvious that he does not have it. you've been sitting in your stupid folding chair with an empty stomach for what feels like so long, waiting to be able to heat your dinner over the fire, and you can tell that buck is beginning to get extremely frustrated.

"baby, just use the lighter. i'm starving." you say, trying to keep your voice light and sweet despite your grumbling stomach.

"i just want to get it started myself." he argues over his shoulder, stopping for a moment to wipe the bead of sweat off of his forehead.

"you can get it started yourself. with the lighter. please." you practically beg, getting up and grabbing the lighter off the picnic table of your campsite and holding it out in front of him.

he finally looks up at you, and when he sees the very familiar expression on your face that he knows means you're bordering on hangry, he sighs and takes the lighter.

you smile smugly when the fire finally sparks to life, setting the logs and twigs aflame and making your face warm. your heart warms as well when your eyes dart up to buck and see him looking so proud of himself, and without another word, you begin to grab your food from the cooler.

after you’ve eaten, it’s already dark, so you set a blanket down on the ground to look at the stars; not used to being able to see them at home with all the light pollution. you’ve dragged your pillows out of the tent and are lying beside each other, your head leaning against his shoulder and your fingers intertwined as you take in the light balls of light surrounding you and the soft chirping of crickets.

“come here.” he whispers after a while of silence, patting his lap. you lift your head off your pillow and look over at him with narrowed eyes, a small smirk playing at your lips.

“what are your intentions here, buckley?” you tease, but follow his request and sit up, swinging one leg over his body and settling onto his lap.

“just want you close.” he replies innocently, shrugging, and you laugh as his hands quickly find their home on your thick thighs.

“i think i was plenty close beside you.” you tell him with a smile, putting your hands on his chest as you tilt your head to the side, studying him.

he doesn’t respond for a moment, his mind in too much of a daze as he takes in the sight of you; face lit up from the slowly-dying fire beside you two and in front of a backdrop of thousands of stars. You feel your face heat up as you watch his eyes dart across your face, and your smile widens, although it turns more sheepish than teasing.

“you’re beautiful.” he finally gets out, voice low and airy. he’s completely in awe of you; your pretty eyes, your big smile, your soft figure that he could spend hours touching and worshipping and still not be satisfied.

“yeah?” you whisper, unable to say anything else. even after being with buck for so long, his compliments sometimes still leave you reeling. it’s not just the words, but how he says them; like there’s no doubt in his mind. you are the most beautiful thing in the world to him.

“look at that sky behind you. you’re still all i want to look at.” he says in a quiet voice, reaching a hand up to cup your cheek and bring your face down to his. you meet his lips without hesitation, the kiss slow and passionate as your body melts into him.

as you continue to kiss, hands roaming unhurriedly yet devotedly, tongues meeting in the middle and fighting for dominance, buck flips you over in one quick motion. you wrap your legs around his hips immediately, barely breaking the kiss for long enough to take a breath before his lips are back on yours, now with an increased hunger behind his actions.

before you know it, your lower half is completely bare, and buck has his pants and boxers pulled down just enough to thrust into you slowly and steadily. neither of you seem to have half a mind to worry that your campsite is close enough to other camper’s sites that they may be able to hear you, too wrapped up in the feeling of each other to care.

buck’s hips move deliberately, fucking into you as deeply as he possibly can, but still with enough gentleness that all you can do with such a fuzzy mind is hold onto his shirt at his sides, fabric bunched up as you whimper quietly in his ear.

his breath hits your neck as he nuzzles against your skin, pressing sloppy, open mouthed kisses to your throat every so often. you have to force yourself to keep your eyes open as you get closer and closer to the edge, bringing one hand up to weave through the hair on the back of his head as you look at the stars above you.

“baby, i’m gonna-” you moan in a hushed voice, feeling the pit in your belly growing bigger each time buck hits that spot inside of you. he pulls back from your neck to look down at you, just to watch your face contort with pleasure as he brings one hand down between the two of you to rub lazy circles over your clit.

“cum with me, pretty girl.” he rasps, feeling his balls tighten as you clench around him.

with a few more thrusts of his hips, you’re both falling over the edge with low moans, bodies pressed together as your toes curl and your eyelids flutter. you can feel buck’s release deep inside of you as his hips slow to a standstill, and as he practically collapses on top of you and catches his breath. you look up at the stars again, feeling the warmth of his body heat you up as the sound of crickets and his breathing mix in the cool night air surrounding you.

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sillyuin · 20 hours ago

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Hiiii 🤍🤍🤍 I’ve been reading all your posts and I love your writing, especially as a fellow Dokyeom bias 😭 Thank you for all your work! I was wondering if I could request one for all my healthcare/doctor girlies out there, like if SVT had a doctor girlfriend with random little scenarios like showing up the hospital with a surprise bento or princess carrying them when they come home or using them to practice doing examinations on when they’re all dorky dpwiwidbckdoeo omg hahahaha I’m squealingggg if not don’t worry~~~

Hi there! First of all, thanks for reading and you kind words, it is very much appreciated (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) Sorry for taking so much time but better late than never. Hope you enjoy it! At first I was struggling but ended up loving to write this 😭🩷🩵

Svt dating healthcare professionals

Warnings: I know little to nothing about this professions so it may feel a little flat. Tried to cover various disciplines, there's mention of mental health ahead. Use of cursing words (just once). One is... a little suggestive??

Seungcheol. Once, you finished your shift very, very late and called a taxi to take you home, just to find a sleepy and low-key upset Cheol waiting for you in the living room. “Why didn’t you call me, babe?” he said with such a loving tone that it was you who needed a doctor to check on your heartbeat and blood pressure. Since then, you call Cheol when you’re getting off work, no matter how late it is or if it’s raining cats and dogs, he is willing to drive through the city and pick you up just to make sure that you’re at home and safe. Sometimes you tell him that maybe is being a little over-protective, but he just pretends that’s not listening to you (Is time to accept that his caring side is a card with no expiration date).

Jeonghan. We all know how of a trickster he can be. Jeonghan likes to hide your work tools because is really funny glancing at you, acting so lost, running through the apartment while he’s just minding his own business. “Hanni, have you seen my folder?” you ask him with pleading eyes, “I mistakenly took a patient's tests, and they called me because they need them”. He smirks at you, getting closer as you notice that this is definitely one of his plans. “That will cost you a tiny little kiss”. You deadpan at him but you don’t have much time to waste, so you “pay” the ransom and he returns the object ASAP, not without grinning at your slightly reddish cheeks.

Joshua. When you started your shifts as a nurse, your sleeping schedule became a mess, as well as your meals, sometimes eating just anything or just skipping it. That became a problem for you and for Joshua, he couldn’t just sit and do nothing. He started cooking whenever you need it, so that you could eat properly and stay healthy, even if that means showing up at your work despite his busy schedule or going to sleep later because he was preparing something in advance. Sometimes it seems like he's overdoing it but once you sit down to eat the lunch he gave you, all you can do is giggle in joy and be grateful to have such a caring (and amazing chef) partner.

Jun. Taking care of others' mental health is a big responsibility and you take it as seriously as it is, but sometimes it can be very challenging. When those days show up you come home feeling drained, and the only thing that can save the night is cuddles, and Jun is an expert in the field. There’s no talking or any sound from any device, it's just the two of you on the couch holding close to each other as if it is your one and only chance to do so. His gentle touch, his hands caressing your back and his gentle kisses tickling your face… There's nothing like a healing session of skinship with Jun to give you that extra dopamine you needed.

Hoshi. Being apart for so many hours (even days) from Soonyoung it’s a pain, but your job is important and you need to stay focused, always expecting what might come through the door. During a spare time, you check your phone just to find some messages from him in your inbox. “How you doing, my love? Just passing by to say I love you” “I miss you so much!! Can’t wait for you to come home” “Let's go somewhere nice when you get off work, I’ll pick you up!” and when you call him during break… oh, Soonyoung sounds so happy! Like you can tell he’s smiling. You both put your hearts and passion in everything, but those little moments to check on each other are priceless.

Wonwoo. He’s not the best cooker, we all know this, but that’s not an excuse to don’t eat properly and you, an expert of nutrition, will not ignore that even if it means to spend a little more of money or waking up early in the morning to make the lunch and leave it ready before going to work. The only problem with this is that sometimes you come home being really sleepy, taking little naps before evening. It’s so hard for Wonwoo to wake you up when he’s home so the dinner is up to him. “Good morning, sleeping beauty” he says with a teasing tone, it’s around eight and you just woke up to find him in the kitchen, a pleasant smell filling the room. “Are you… Cooking? By yourself?” Wonwoo chuckles as he invites you with a hand gesture to join him. “You’re so attentive with my meals, so I wanted to cook for you this time. Thanks for your hard work, my love”.

Woozi. He loves listening to everything that happens during your shift, it doesn’t matter if your day was quiet or wild like no other, just being there around you is a bliss. So he couldn’t ignore when you said how much you crave a snack during the afternoon. “It’s sooo boring I almost fell asleep. Maybe something sweet will do something with my lack of energy” it was so casual you probably have forgotten about it. However, from that day on, a package of your favorite snacks appears as if by magic in your bag. Woozi doesn’t say a word about this, his love is quiet but sweet, as much as the gummies you ate happily during the snack time.

Minghao. After a long day at the hospital, running around with little to nothing of rest, your entire body feels as heavy as stones. When you put your pajamas on, all you can think about is sleeping like a bear during winter, and when you enter the room, Minghao is sitting at the edge of the bed. “You must be tired” he says with an attentive smile, his hand patting the bed, “let me give you a massage”. The feeling of his hands in your bare skin, pressing your stiff muscles is the closest to heaven on earth, and the pain starts to slowly disappear. From time to time you let out a soft groan, making Hao stop as he apologizes a little embarrassed. “Sorry, darling” he whispers in your ear and pecks your shoulder. But you’re too relaxed to even care and before Hao is done, you've already fallen asleep, and he feels accomplished. “Good night, y/n”.

Dokyeom. Even when he's away from you, Dokyeom wants you to never forget that no matter what, he's always supporting you and his methods can be a little… Unexpected. So one day he left a little note in your pocket with heartfelt words, and it was so heartwarming that you couldn't help but keep it in your wallet as a lucky charm, later that night you thanked him for such a cute detail. Since then, it is not uncommon for you to find little notes in your folders, the pockets of your uniform and even inside your makeup bag, all of them written by his own hand and with the cheesiest encouragement words on earth. “You can do it! There’s nothing my baby couldn’t manage” “Wash your hands, drink water and remember, I love you” “Have a day as beautiful as you”.

Mingyu. Is late at night and the next morning you’re going to give a talk, they’re freshman students so you’re nervous about it. “What if they make questions and I freeze?” you said, as Mingyu listens carefully. “Practice with me, pretend I'm a student”. It’s way too obvious what his true intentions are but you decide to just play dumb and start to rehearse your words. Everything is going as expected despite the fear of failing, you know how to use every little tool and give proper answers to the questions he makes. In the end it wasn’t that difficult, so you sigh with relief and Mingyu feels like the proudest man in the world. “Now” you hesitate to speak at first, but ended up the phrase “I-I must give you a physical exam”. He smirks at you, raising an eyebrow. “Should I take off my shirt?” you deadpan as he shrugs. “No, shit! Why are you always like that?!”

Seungkwan. His biggest love language towards you is paying attention to your physical health because he knows for sure that you tend to forget about it. And when I mean he pays attention, is for real. From subtle things like filling your bottle with water or keeping packs of face masks within reach, to just step in front of you and be as straight as possible. “Be careful, I don't want you to get sick” his voice lovely and tender, so much it makes your heart ache; Seungkwan doesn’t realize how cute you find him when he flips his serious card. “Don’t laugh at me! I’m really worried about you!”

Vernon. When you started dating Vernon was kinda eager to know more about your profession as a dentist, making an effort to follow your advice and take better care of his teeth. “This one” you say, taking a toothpaste from the supermarket shelf “A colleague said that this brand is the best”. Vernon just stared at the shelf, his eyes wandering on the small boxes of toothpaste as he softly squeezes your hand. “Babe, would you fall harder for me if I had a brighter smile?” you both remain silent, followed by a muffled laughter coming from him. “Let’s buy this one then, just for trying”.

Dino. Is evening and you’ve been cleaning the entire day, washing all the tools at the clinical laboratory, keeping the place neat and tidy and basically, doing the best you can as a laboratory assistant. But some days feel so, so heavy; all you want to do is just relax on the couch and do nothing else. For your luck, at home there’s a very diligent Dino that already did the chores so all you have to do is one simple task: Take a shower, put on some comfortable clothes and spend the rest of the night melting into Dino’s warm embrace, while he makes you laugh with the occurrences of his day.

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kurishiri · 23 hours ago

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If it's okay can i also request the jealousy bond story of Nica's? Thank you in advance, i appreciate your translations!

hii anon! of course ☺️ and thank you for reading my tls too! it means so much to me and i needed to hear that especially in a time like this 🤍🤍

nica l. 19 bond story (jealousy) summary ↓

so im not sure if this just happened to start in the middle of a conversation or not, but anyhow nica sorta confronts kate, very rhetorically asking who the bad girl was that went around london acting all buddy-buddy with ring (ye, he got jelly of ring nhfjshchsczvs)

calling her his “toy” or “plaything” - yk, good old good old - who knows what she should do, he tells her to cheer him back up. here, we get choices!

pat his head: nica, giggling, says that it tickles, and he basically calls kate a child…politely? he uses the term [お子様] (o-ko-sama) here, which is more polite than [子供] (kodomo), which also means child. he comments that, as always, she would go to just abt any lengths. do note he uses the term [やることなすこと] (yaru koto nasu koto) here and implies that’s what a child would do; hes not necessarily saying this in a positive light

hug him: nica questions if kate thinks of him as a cat or smth before he comments on how warm she feels

plant a kith on the back of his hand: he laughs in amusement, observing that she was copying him (probably referring to the time he had kithed her hand in the versus event!) he reveals it’s the first time it’s been done on him

after the branches converge, nica is like “you don’t really think that would be enough to cheer me up, did you?”

he muses abt what he should do (i suppose, as a punishment). the first thing that comes to mind for him is teasing her until she cries, and before he’s able to dish out another possibility, kate presumably interrupts him there, probably asking if he really intended to do that, bc nica replies, “no, not really?” and claims that he was just thinking abt how to tease her.

then, he murmurs that he never intended to grow this attached to her. it’s unclear if kate hears this, though, bc it was clearly meant to be for himself.

#ask #anon #ikemen villains #ikevil #イケメンヴィラン #ikevil nica #ikevil nica schwartz #nica schwartz #ikemen villains nica #ikevil nika

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genderqueerdykes · 3 days ago

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I'm the same anon that sent you that ask asking about why man hating isn't considered progressive. I want to reach out and apologize that the "why man hating isn't considered progressive" disturbed you. I didn't mean to pose any harm to you at all. But I really appreciate you answering my question and the other people who added to that post. I'm going to be honest, I kinda worded that particular sentence every badly, and I wished I worded it differently.

I really apologize for making you disturbed by that sentence. I really like your blog, and all your posts have been very informative to me. Please keep up the good work.

it's okay, you don't have to apologize for that! i appreciate that you took the feedback sincerely. i just wanted to point out that people can be needlessly ruthless toward men without realizing it, and i'm glad you were able to pick up on that with ease. you're doing a good thing asking questions! that's never a bad thing. i genuinely appreciated the question as opposed to those who just yell at people or talk over them

we can work toward a kinder world. it's in our grasp, we just have to let it happen. you do not have to apologize at all, i was just pointing out how it can make others feel, not just myself, and you took that to heart, so thank you! much appreciated you did no wrong and i'm not personally offended. i just like to point out where wording can be harsh when folks may not realize it. and also, i'm never expecting anons to have 100% perfect verbiage on stuff because i screw up, too. i use the wrong words and accidentally imply the wrong things. i'm not immune to it, either. it's something everyone does. what's important is recognizing when it wasn't helpful and learning to move past that

thanks for stopping by again! i greatly appreciate you :)

#asks #feedback

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averillaratargaryen · 1 day ago

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‘The Bitter Bond.’

Chapter XI

“How do you feel?” Jacerys looks to his younger sister, “you are now seventeen years of age.”

“It does not feel any different” Daerlyssa responds, “I thought I’d find myself with a lot of maturity and excitement.”

“It takes time” Jacerys gives her an encouraging smile.

“I have not even claimed a dragon” Daerlyssa sighed, “it makes me question if I truly am a Targaryen.”

“There she is” Daemon chuckles, before Daerlyssa and Jacerys turn away from their conversation to find the other family members now walking toward them.

“It feels as though you have grown quite fast” Rhaenyra chuckled.

“Hardly” Daerlyssa pouted.

“You are now at the age of a woman, Daerlyssa” Daemon smiles, “it is time you begin to think like one.”

“Daemon” Rhaenyra warns him.

“It is just a thought” Daemon shrugs, “you have rejected Aegon’s proposal. Is there anyone else you have in mind?”

“I don’t-?” She muttered, looking her way, before her eyes meet the door, where Aemond was found walking in, beside his brother.

The feeling of time being slowed, as he walked in, slowly turning to face her when the two make brief eye contact.

Feeling shy, she quickly turns away.

“I- no. Not yet” Daerlyssa shook her head no, “but if you need me to, then I will find someone soon.”

As everyone began to disperse, Aemond stood back, watching Daerlyssa as she spoke to everyone else, who congratulated her on becoming a mature woman.

“The radiance on your face would have me predict that you are very much, still young” Lord Stark chuckles.

“Thank you” Daerlyssa responds, “it does not feel any different, to be truthful.”

Lord Cregan Stark looked towards her with a soft smile, his eyes slightly glistening, as she looked back towards him, in silence.

“Lord Stark” Aegon interrupted, as he walked toward the two quite comfortably.

Daerlyssa looked at the two young men before her, wondering why they were suddenly so comfortable beside one another.

“Perhaps we should revisit last night” Aegon muttered, “let us have fun on your last day here.”

Daerlyssa smiled, looking away, her eyes looking back towards Aemond, who continued to stand out of her way, and yet somehow, he was still focused in her head.

“I don’t know, I thought maybe I’ll stay with Daerlyssa tonight” Cregan responded, as he turned to look back at Daerlyssa.

However she seemed to be busy, her eyes occupied elsewhere.

“You made quite an impression last night, I’m not sure the ladies you left behind will appreciate your disappearance tonight” Aegon shrugged, “you did promise them quite the performance.”

“Promise who?” Daerlyssa found herself engaged in their conversation, looking back toward them within the wrong moment.

“N-nothing!” Aegon was quick to answer, “it is nothing. No one. Me and Lord Stark must go now, and congratulations on becoming a young woman.”

Daerlyssa watched as Lord Stark was forcefully dragged away, as it seemed he wished to say something yet could not, when he was already too far away.

She looked toward the two young men, confused, by their sudden worry and the way they had drastically ran away.

But she shook it off, considering it to be that they were hiding a conversation that had nothing to please a young woman’s ears.

“It seems you are the talk of today” Aemond finally spoke as he approached her.

“I guess so” Daerlyssa smiled as she looked down to her feet, “it is not a big deal becoming a year older, but everyone seems to make it that way.”

“Do you feel any different?” Aemond asks.

To which she shook her head no.

“Then perhaps we ought to change that” he suggests.

“How?” Daerlyssa asks, her head jolting back up to look at him.

He had responded with just a smile and a shrug, taking a step closer to her.

Leaning down, to have his lips in level to her ear, Aemond then whispered, “I’ll see you tonight, Star.”

He smirks, feeling her blushed cheeks as her breath hitched softly.

Without looking away, he had walked off, leaving Daerlyssa confused, turning to watch his back, and wondering what it might be, that he is planning to do.

As Aemond wandered around, he had managed to find the right person, calling out his name, “Ser Harold.”

In surprise, Ser Harold had turned to face him, noticing that is was Aemond, who had called upon him.

Deserting the grounds, where the young boys trained, he made his way toward Aemond.

“Prince Aemond” he responded.

“Is Daerlyssa not with you?” Aemond asks.

“She is with the Princess. Your sister” Ser Harold responds, “is there something I can help you with?”

“Yes, there is” He nods slowly, wondering how he could put it out to him.

Ser Harold looked at him, confused as he leaned in, waiting to hear what it was, that Aemond was after.

“What is her favourite colour? Daerlyssa’s?” Aemond asks.

“Blue” Ser Harold responds, “why do you ask, Prince?”

“I just.. wished to ask, that is all” Aemond shrugged.

“If you are insisting on gifting her, then yes, I will suggest the colour blue. As the Princess has said so herself, Blue resembles the clear skies. Something she adores” Ser Harold explains.

Aemond nods with a smile, knowing that is something she would say.

“Is there anything else I must know, of Daerlyssa?” He asks.

Ser Harold realised what Aemond’s question could have possibly meant, taking a step away, “n-no. That is all.”

“I mean well, Ser Harold” Aemond gave his assurance when he noticed Ser Harold take a step away from him.

“I do not doubt it, Prince” he let out a soft chuckle, looking away as he whispered, “but I would warn you to be aware of her father, Prince Daemon.”

“Will he burn me, for being kind to his daughter?” Aemond asks, sarcastically.

“No. He will burn you for trying to seduce his daughter” Ser Harold corrects him.

Before Aemond could get another word in, edgewise, Ser Harold dismissed himself, walking back to the grounds.

It was clear that he knew of Aemond’s intentions.

Perhaps he heard Daerlyssa last night. And if that were the case, then it only made Aemond worry more, until he realised what he must do.

He must speak to her with much more precaution, and not make his actions obvious, to others.

“What have you bought me here for?” Daerlyssa asks, as Helena held her arm, the two walking side by side.

They were with the folks markets, in capes, as the Kings guards stayed, following behind.

“There is something I think you must try” Helena and Daerlyssa made a stop, as Helena eyed the products before her.

She then lifted it up, placing it in Daerlyssa’s hand.

“A bar of soap?” Daerlyssa looks at her confused.

She knew Helena to be quiet.. different, given her quirks. But she did not expect it this much.

“It is not just any bar of soap” Helena sighed, “smell it.”

“What? Why?” Daerlyssa gasped.

“Just- do it!” Helena pushed her hand up to her nose, as the soap bar lay in the palm of her hands.

As Daerlyssa took a deep breath in, from her nose, the scent of lavender rose from her hand.

“That is beautiful” Daerlyssa nods, before looking to Helena, “now I know why you have bought me here.”

“You must try this” Helena insists, “it is one my maid brings for me.”

“If that is the case, then why have you come out, this time?” Daerlyssa asks.

“I prefer to be out, rather than constantly pushed behind those godforsaken walls. If being able to do such a thing, like purchasing my own bar of soap, then so be it” Helena then takes out her purse, as she hands the seller her coins, for what it was worth.

“Here” whilst the soap was still held in Daerlyssa’s hand, Helena had folded her fingers shut, clasping onto it, “let it be a gift from me.”

“I can not” Daerlyssa shook her head, with modesty.

Yet Helena shook her head no, persistent to have Daerlyssa keep this gift, as she held her hand firmly, “you must use this tonight. Use it and wear a nice dress. You are now a woman.”

As the evening came about, Daerlyssa had arrived back home, from her endeavours with Helena.

“I am sure Helena has taken you to great places today, given the look on your face?” Rhaenyra questions, as Daerlyssa makes her way in to her chamber.

“She has” Daerlyssa nods in response, “she pleaded that tonight I dress up, and bathe, with the new soap she had gifted me.”

“Lavender?” Rhaenyra asks, before Daerlyssa nods.

Rhaenyra chuckles, as she invites her daughter to sit beside her, “I am glad that you are making positive relations with one another. It has given me no doubt, that marriage is not needed, to form an alliance.”

“But what of you and the Queen consort?” Daerlyssa asks, “despite her being your friend, it seems she does not wish to even look at you.”

“That is an alliance between the two of us” Rhaenyra responds, “now, how about we pick out a dress for you.”

Rhaenyra stood up, avoiding the confrontation from her daughter, and despite Daerlyssa’s knowledge of it, she did not wish to burden her mother.

“What of this?” Rhaenyra held a dress out, of the colour sky blue, made of the finest silk, “I do not think you have ever worn this.”

“I do not think I have ever seen this” Daerlyssa looked toward the dress in awe, despite having no idea whose dress it was.

The gold streaks patterned within the fabric, as Daerlyssa had a closer look.

As Rhaenyra was turned away, Daerlyssa had noticed a tag, attached to her dress.

She had turned, to see her mother occupied elsewhere, before looking back to take a read.

The resemblance of a clear sky. Something you adore.

The writing was telling, of who sent her such a gift, before tucking in the tag, with a smile on her face.

Looking back to her mother, she had called out to her, “I will wear this dress tonight.”

Rhaenyra turns before she nods, “very well. If it is what makes you happy.”

Rhaenyra then tilts her head as she looks at the dress once again, “hmm. I suppose you are right, I do not think I have seen this dress anywhere.”

“Actually, I think I remember it” Daerlyssa chuckles, scratching the back of her head, “but I have only ever worn it once, hence why it is not so memorable.”

“Well, then you are a fool for keeping this dress hidden. It is beautiful” Rhaenyra gives her compliments, “perhaps it would look well if you let you hair down, tonight.”

Daerlyssa nods in agreement, as a smile continued to play against her lips.

…

Dinner had arrived, as everyone had sat at the table.

Princess Rhaneys, Lord Corlys and both granddaughters had sat at the table, as they had joined for tonight’s dinner.

Surprisingly, Aemond was already sat at the table.

“You are here? Early?” Helena chuckled as she sat down.

“Father had tried his best in creating alliances. I only wish to return the favour” Aemond responds.

“Well, I think that is quite sweet of you” Helena sighed, before squinting her eyes, “although very unusual, for a man like you.”

“Do not overthink this” Aemond whispered toward her, in aggression.

“I’m not” Helena raises her hands in defence, “I am just stating the face that this type of attitude is unusual.”

Helena looks toward her brother, to notice his straight face before she let out a soft chuckle, “never mind, you are still the same old Aemond.”

“Has anyone seen my sister?” Jacerys asks.

“I think she should be here soon. I asked that she use a gift I bought her” Helena responds.

“What gift?” Lucerys asks.

“A gift for a young woman” Helena responds, “would you like to kno-?”

“No! No” Lucerys covers his ears.

“This is why you do not always ask” Rhaena chuckles.

“Here, she is” Daemon smiles, as he looks to see Daerlyssa making her way to the table, “did you gift her that dress?”

He turns to his wife, who shook her head no, “she claims it was her own. I’ve never seen it, but she says it’s because she’s only worn it once.”

“I do not think it is. We have never bought her a dress made of silk” Daemon squints his eyes, wondering where she could have gotten such a dress from.

“Perhaps it’s a gift. Let us just appreciate the fact that she is getting along well with everyone, if that is the case” Rhaenyra shrugged.

“Daerlyssa, you look… different” Lord Stark looked toward her with a soft smile, as she walked toward them.

“In a good way, I hope” Daerlyssa responds.

“You look beautiful” Helena gives her a smile of adoration.

“Finally dressing herself as a young woman-!” Jacerys chuckles, before getting swatted on the back of his head by Baela, playfully.

“Stop it” she warns him, of teasing his sister, before looking to Daerlyssa, “you do look beautiful. I do not ever think I have seen you in such a colour before.”

Rolling her eyes with a sigh at Jacerys’ comment, she then smiles, after hearing Baela’s compliment.

Daerlyssa turns to face Aemond, who sat, bewildered by her presence. He wasn’t sure if it was her hair, that fell passed her shoulders, that made the dress better, or perhaps it was just her.

He agreed with his sister Helena, that she sure did look beautiful, yet had no words to say it.

Instead, he sat in silence, as he watched her sit down, beside Lord Stark.

…

Dinner was served at the table, as everyone ate amongst one another, the sound of violin strings, played in a harmonic tune.

It seemed everyone at the table was happy, and at peace.

“I am sorry I have not spent much time with you, whilst I have been here” Lord Stark spoke to Daerlyssa, as he caught her attention.

“It is nothing to apologise for” Daerlyssa responds, “as long as you have been happy with your stay. I find it you have created a good friendship, with my uncle Aegon.”

Lord Stark nods in response.

“I know first hand, that he is a great man. I do not blame you for wishing to spend more time with him” Daerlyssa chuckles.

“I was hoping that perhaps I could spend my last night here, with you” he offered, “from what I was told, you enjoy to spend time in your grandfather’s library.”

“I have not spent a night there for quite some time, I suppose” Daerlyssa responds.

“Of course, that is if you would like to” Cregan then scratched the back of his head, as he awaits his response.

She glances toward Aemond, noticing how quiet he had been at the table, not looking her way, yet hadn’t realised his glance towards her the entire time she had been speaking to Cregan Stark.

He hadn’t seemed to be interested in speaking to her today. Perhaps he needed some… time, after last nights endeavours.

Turning around to face Lord Stark, she smiles with a nod, “that will be great.”

“It seems your daughter has captivated the young Lord’s eye” Lord Corlys points out to Daerlyssa and Lord Cregan Stark, as the two were engaging in conversation, sharing laughter amongst one another.

Rhaenyra nods in agreement, “she has been smitten with him, from the moment she had met him. I would say he is the first man she found interest in.”

“A little crush, that is all” Daemon responds.

“Still keeping her guarded, Daemon?” Rhaenys questioned her cousin, “I remember the age you decided to let yourself go.”

“I am a man. It is different” Daemon responds.

“Daerlyssa is still finding herself” Rhaenyra corrects him, “and we are happy to let her look for herself, until she finds what is right for her.”

“Let’s dance!” Lucerys pulls Rhaena up from her chair, as they make their way to the dance floor.

Jacerys follows in their lead, looking towards the others at the table, whilst walking away, “come on. It’ll be fun.”

Helena looks towards her two brothers, neither of them giving her the time of day, having her sigh to herself as she stood up, “I’ll go on my own then.”

“Wait” Aegon stood up, “I’ll come too.”

He follows after his sister, leaving the two men, who Daerlyssa was conflicted with, beside her.

“Would you like to dance?” Lord Stark asks, as he held his hand out to her.

Aemond was quick to give a sharp eye at the table, when he noticed Lord Starks hand out, in Daerlyssa’s favour.

“I’m not sure” she chuckled, not knowing what to do, as she glanced back and forth.

Aemond continued to give her no indication he was interested tonight, yet Daerlyssa couldn’t help but think it wrong, if she were to dance with Lord Stark.

“One dance. I would call it a farewell dance, as I am leaving tomorrow” he gives Daerlyssa a cheeky smirk.

Daerlyssa shook her head, as she let out a soft laugh, “very well.”

Aemond looked up at her, before looking down to see her hand now held in his, as the two stood up.

“You should join us, my Prince” Aemond heard him being summoned, as he looked up in grimace to the man who held Daerlyssa’s hand.

“No” He responded sternly.

Daerlyssa notices the shift in his voice, having her contemplate on what to do, but she had already been pulled away and to the dance floor by the young Lord.

As the parents watched, with smiles on their faces, Rhaenyra turns her head to notice Aemond sat by himself, watching ahead.

He seemed agitated by the others dancing amongst one another, and could not seem to understand why.

That was until she looked towards her children, noticing Daerlyssa looking back at him.

Despite dancing with one Lord, it seemed her eyes were captivated with another.

She turned back to Daemon, who didn’t seem to notice, nor was he bothered, as he continued to drink away, as he was speaking to Lord Corlys.

It had given Rhaenyra more of a reason not to tell him, given that the family was at peace within the moment, everyone enjoying one another’s company.

So she kept the scene hidden to herself.

Aemond sat back and watched, as Daerlyssa was held from Lord Stark’s arms, as he had then wrapped around her waist, the two dancing amongst one another in silence.

“Now that you are of age, will the thought of marriage cross your mind?” Cregan asks.

“Hm?” Daerlyssa looks away from Aemond, as quickly as she could, focusing back on Lord Stark, “I should like to think I still have much time to think about such things.”

“It will not be news, of your growth in age to everyone, Princess. Many men of the realm will begin to send proposal’s, for your hand. Eventually, your father will ask for you to pick” Lord Stark responded.

“I know. I just wished it didn’t have to be so soon. I quite enjoy my own company” Daerlyssa responds.

“If I were to propose, would you accept?” Lord Stark was straight forward with his request.

“Oh-?” Daerlyssa was taken back, not expecting him to confess so confidently, “well, I’d like to think I’d take a proposal from you into consideration.”

Lord Stark chuckles as he nods, “I’ll have to take your word for it.”

Aemond’s glare became more deathly, as he watched the entire encounter unfold before him.

Fidgeting with his thumb, as he watched the two dance close to one another, he could no longer take it, as he stood up, and made his way toward them.

As Daerlyssa and Lord Stark continued dancing, she noticed his eyes look to the back of her head, having her turn around to see Aemond walking toward them.

Whilst his facial expression seemed normal, to Lord Stark, Daerlyssa could see the jealousy from within him.

“Uncle-!”

“You dance quite well, Lord Stark” Aemond smiled.

“I try” Lord Stark responds, with a chuckle.

“If you do not mind, I’d like to get the Princess out of your hands” Aemond demands.

“Oh-! Of course, by all means” Lord Stark pulled away from his dance, with the young Princess, as he turned away to join the others.

Aemond looked toward him, watching him leave, before looking back down to Daerlyssa, whose eyes were already on him.

“Skorī dōgrī?” Daerlyssa asks him.

“What are you doing?”

Aemond responded, not with words, but by actions, as he began to circle her.

A motion dragons made, in order to claim their rider.

“Istan ao vesstās bē?” Aemond whispered back, his eye dawning down upon her.

“Were you enjoying it?”

“Ao gevives māzigon issa rytsas” Daerlyssa defended her actions.

“You have been ignoring me all evening.”

Aemond let out a soft smile, knowing he had been watching her the entire time, smitten by her presence, the moment she walked through those doors, wearing that dress.

“I wish to see you tonight” he whispered, “wear your cape and meet me outside.”

“Where will you take me?” Daerlyssa asks.

“You will find out, if you make it to me tonight” Aemond responds.

He leaned his head toward her, as he took a deep breath in, noticing the smell of lavender that lingered on her soft skin.

Daerlyssa felt her cheeks burning, as she blushed, before looking toward Aemond as she watched him walk away from the crowd, and head out, leaving her in her own thoughts.

Daerlyssa found herself choosing to meet Aemond tonight, as she wrapped herself around with a cloak, and headed out through the back door, of her chamber.

Completely forgetting the promise she had made, to meet Lord Stark that night.

As she began to walk toward Aemond’s chamber, she noticed he was already stood out, waiting for her.

She smiled, noticing him from afar before she continued to walk ahead, toward him.

“Sorry I have kept you waiting” Daerlyssa apologises as she approaches him.

But as she looks up to meet his eye, Aemond had already wrapped his arms around her waist, as he leaned in to lay a soft peck against her lips.

It was quick, but a kiss from him was one that Daerlyssa could never forget.

Pulling away, Daerlyssa looked at him blankly.

“I have missed you. Very much” He whispered.

“You miss me and yet, you had ignored me the entire evening” Daerlyssa responds.

“You sat beside Lord Stark. What choice did I have?” Aemond sighed, “that is no longer important.”

“Then what is?” Daerlyssa asks, “where will you be taking me tonight?”

“Somewhere special” Aemond held his hand out to her.

She looked down to his palm, that faced up toward her, before hearing his soft voice, “do you trust me?”

Daerlyssa looked up to Aemond, noticing that soft look in his eye he had given her, for every time he had spoken to her or of her, with much innocence.

The look he would give no one, but her.

She nods, before slipping her hand into his, having him lead the way as she followed him, down the stair case and out the palace.

…

“Are we there yet?” Daerlyssa asks, her eyes being covered by Aemond’s hands.

“Almost” Aemond whispered back, as the two continued walking a bit further.

It was silent, Daerlyssa not being able to hear even the sound of wind.

Until she heard a soft growl.

“What was that?” She stopped her tracks, as she almost let out a shriek, “W-why have you bought me here? What was that sound?”

“Relax, my Star” Aemond held her close to him, as the back of her shoulders leaned into his chest, “I told you to trust me, didn’t I?”

She nods, yet let out a gulp, as she found Aemond positioning her in a certain angle, as she felt the presence of something huge facing her.

As he slowly uncovered her eyes, he spoke, “you can open your eyes now.”

She fluttered her eyes open, and gasped, falling back into him, when she found herself facing his dragon, Vhagar.

“A-Aemond?” She turned to face him, “have you bought me here to kill me? What-? What did I ever do to you?”

Aemond chuckled at her panic, her response being the complete opposite to what he had expected.

“What is funny?” Daerlyssa asks, “I could become her dinner.”

“Vhagar will not eat you” Aemond assured her, “not unless you showed her a sign that you wished to fight against her.”

“I am no dragon rider, and yet you have bought me to a dragonpit. You can not laugh, at my panic” Daerlyssa sighed.

“I can not” he shook his head, “but I can laugh at how adorable it is, for your nose to twist in panic.”

“It is not funny” she glared at him.

Aemond rolled his eye, taking her hand as he turned her back around, to face Vhagar.

“I was you, at one point in my life, Daerlyssa. Not being able to claim a dragon, I felt pointless, and unworthy. But nothing is like the first touch, of a dragon’s skin. When I claimed Vhagar, that night, i felt the heaviness in my heart lighten” Aemond explains.

“It would make me feel much more at ease, I suppose” Daerlyssa responds, “but I am yet to bond with a dragon, that has no rider.”

“Your time will come” Aemond responds, “but as a gift, I wish to let you feel the skin of a dragon.”

“Vhagar will not let me bond with her. She is claimed to you” Daerlyssa responds, “that is impossible.”

“All I ask, is that you trust me, Star. Just, trust me” He spoke.

Daerlyssa turned to her side, as she looked toward Aemond.

Given his genuine smile and posture, Daerlyssa nodded in agreement, before she turned back to face the dragon before her.

Aemond had took her hand once again, guiding her as both their hands leaned towards Vhagar’s face.

Daerlyssa clamped her eyes shut, her body tensed as she allowed Aemond to take over her body. Not knowing what would be the outcome of this.

Aemond noticed her body tensed up, as she was leaned into him, his instincts being to give her a peck against her head, before leaving his lips to rest against it.

With his hand placed above hers, Aemond had bought her hand in touch to Vhagar’s neck, given that his dragon was laying down and therefore, in reach.

Daerlyssa continued to have her eyes clamped shut tightly, not realising she was already touching the dragon’s scales.

That was until Aemond whispered to her, “doesn’t that feel good?”

Daerlyssa fluttered her eyes open, and before she knew it, she found her hand pressed against Vhagar, Aemond’s fingers overcrowding hers as his hand was placed above her, the dragon’s scales purring against the palm of her hand.

Eventually he had parted his hand away from her, as he stepped away, watching her with a smile as she looked up at the old dragon in awe.

“She is beautiful” Daerlyssa whispered.

“She is” Aemond nods in response, “we should take her for a ride tonight, through the city.”

“And have the city wake up in panic? They’d think there’s a war going on” Daerlyssa scoffed.

“Then let’s take a ride far away from here, with no one else around” he made his way back to her as he whispered, “just the two of us.”

“That is impossible” Daerlyssa shook her head, yet continued looking in Vhagar’s direction, as she continued to stroke her scales.

“One day” Aemond responds, “one day, you will sit behind me as the two of us take a ride.”

“I should hope to find a dragon as beautiful as her” Daerlyssa whispered.

“You can hope, but it is the dragon that chooses you. Perhaps a male dragon might chose you” Aemond shrugged.

“Vhagar had chosen you” Daerlyssa sighed, slowly turning to face Aemond, “it was the same night Princess Laena had passed.”

“And yet I was blamed for claiming a dragon who chose me” Aemond responds, looking away, “that is the day your brother cut my eye out.”

“I could not imagine my brother to be violent in such a way” Daerlyssa shook her head, “Aegon had told me of that story, yet I could not believe it. Did he truly hurt you?”

“It is alright” Aemond sighed, “I do not blame him, I was enraged that night. If he did not, I would have killed your brother, Jacerys.”

“What even happened?” Daerlyssa turned to face him, “do you remember that night?”

“Not really, no” Aemond shook his head, “but my mother had told me about it. I suppose I angered your brothers and cousins, because I had claimed Princess Laena’s dragon. Rhaena wished to have claimed her mother’s dragon.”

“But as you said, it is the dragon that chooses their rider” Daerlyssa spoke as though she understood Aemond’s grief.

“I tend to let it go now. It is a heavy burden to carry, and I do not wish to hold a grudge for my entire life” Aemond shrugged, watching Daerlyssa approach him.

As she stood before him, Daerlyssa placed the palm of her hand against his cheek, as she rubbed her thumb against the scar of his injured eye.

“I wish to see it” she requests.

“It is best you do not. It is hideous- I look hideous, without this coverage” Aemond looks away, his head turning to the side.

But Daerlyssa would not take no for an answer.

Instead, she tiptoed towards him, looking him in his eye as she unveiled his injured eye.

She looked up at him, admiring his face in its true form, from every inch to every scar.

And whilst Aemond was afraid of a reaction any normal person would have, he was taken back, when Daerlyssa looked at him with softened eyes.

“Why do you look at me like that?” Aemond asks.

“I’m sorry, for what he has done to you” Daerlyssa whispered, Aemond responding as he shook his head no.

He mouths the words “it is alright.”

But his eye shifts to her hand, as it focuses on the way she caresses his scar with such gentleness, before placing a kiss against it.

Aemond closed his eye, as he took a deep breath, the feeling of her soft lips against his skin had his heart race.

Pulling away, she then whispered to him, “you are still the most beautiful person I have come to witness.”

Whilst her compliment was slightly emasculating, Aemond had come to realise Daerlyssa’s acceptance, in his true form.

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mothhue · 2 days ago

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Using my last WiFi bar to say your ahit au is so silly funny awesome sauce I love it you’re really cool

WAAUGH THAT'S SO KIND Thank you very much!!! You're very cool and swagger yourself!! :DD

I hope you don't mind me using your ask to say, genuinely thank you so much to the people leaving nice tags and comments on my art. I do see 'em and appreciate every single one!!! They always make me smile and brighten my day. shfdsjsdf to be honest I still have trouble processing the fact that people (I go woauh :0 whenever my posts get more than two notes) like the silly things I draw! So, again, thank you very much. :]

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ask-postcrash-curly · 2 days ago

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Hey Captain,

I figured I’d spit ball whatever questions come to mind. Y’know, give a breather from all the asks about J. They don’t have a theme and are just what come to mind so bear with me on the random topic jumps.

What’s your favorite holiday?

Did you ever have pets growing up?

What was your favorite gift given? Can be any type of gift, birthday or christmas or whatever.

Did you do sports?

Were you ever into history? If you were, what kind?

Did you have a favorite book or movie?

What about games?

- ❄️

…Thank you. Appreciate it.

Favorite holiday is New Year’s. Or I guess that would be New Year’s Eve.

I had a fish for a while. Nothing bigger than that.

On one of my birthdays my friends surprised me with a homemade cake made out of protein powder because they know I’m not into sweets. It was awful. It couldn’t even hold together. It was also the first time anyone had really tried to get me a cake I’d like… Needless to say, I was touched. Definitely did not tear up at all. (And if I did it was from trying to eat that awful fucking cake. Hah.) Next year we went to a restaurant instead.

Yep. I’ve said I’m into snow sports, yeah? That wasn’t much of an option at our school. I did play ice hockey though. And soccer— Fuck that. I’m not in high school anymore. It’s called football. Football was never my favorite, but Jimmy really wanted to do it, so we did. I did baseball for a little while but had to drop it.

I think you’ve all caught on by now that I’m into cowboys. Haha. And yes, I watched the moon landing clips. I’ve heard the original footage was destroyed and you can only get copies of copies now… Still excited me though. Oh, and I liked King Arthur stuff. (Was that history or fiction…? I can’t remember.)

Favorite books are Tom Sawyer, Oz, and Narnia. Favorite movies are Brokeback Mountain and the Back to the Future movies.

Not sure about my favorite game… Hm. You’re asking about video games, yeah? I can’t remember the last time I sat down and played one. I was really into a couple as a kid though. Oh, yeah, and I did just watch that Undertale game. Fucking fantastic feel-good ending. If I still had tear ducts, I’d be a wreck! You know, more than I am. If you meant all games, Uno has been very entertaining this haul. We come closer to mutiny every time we play. I put a skip card on Anya once… I thought she’d kill me in my sleep! Oh, and she and Daisuke weren’t allowed to sit next to each other in the rotation for a while after he played a +4 on her and it got back to him as a +20. They didn’t speak for days. Good times.

Thank you for the questions. I’m feeling a bit better now. Genuinely.

#mouthwashing #captain curly #curly mouthwashing #anya mouthwashing #daisuke mouthwashing #curlyposting

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chjroptera · 8 hours ago

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this is going to be a long one, but i feel like you'll understand my point of view: i sent you an ask like 2 or so months ago wanting to hear your opinions about how you do/don't separate the content creators from the characters on the dsmp. at the time i held a very opposing belief to you, now not so much. your original response made me think a lot about it. it was well worded. especially that these characters had foundations set with who the content creators actually are (wilbur and tommy being brothers at the time, dream being dream. the list goes on). at the time i didn't want to think about it at all, because not doing so allowed for complete separation between the horrible people behind characters that i love/loved (still love, but in a different and sadder way now) to continue. now, with more and more information coming out, with things getting less and less obscured and content creators being more blunt about their awful time spent with the dsmp, i find it nearly impossible to enjoy these characters at all. save tommy's and tubbo's, and quackity's when i don't think about his shit ending lmao. it's sort of like a fog has lifted from me if that makes sense. and the dsmp feels like this media that can't be understood like anything else can. it's so specific to what it is and the discussion surrounding it and how lines blur between character and creator. you have people that hold this steadfast blind belief (which i understand a lot of it is so they can continue loving something that they've loved for a while in a way that's unchanged, even though it's changed so much, i've been there) and then there are people like you, who seem to still have love and appreciation for the story but understand that nuanced middle ground. idk, i was wondering if you could talk at all about how you still enjoy these characters. or if you have any further thoughts about how the lines blur and the foundation that was set by the creators that their characters were laid on top of. sorry again that this is so long. been thinking about it a lot

thanks for sending this, i know its kinda jarring to realize dsmp is more like a blurry memory than a concrete story, and i totally get why you can't find that middle ground/enjoy it anymore. i also appreciate you wanting to hear more from me, i really enjoy talking about this stuff.

at least for me, i always saw dsmp as a story first. i dont know if you followed me on twitter but dude i was making threads on threads of theories, breakdowns, character analysis, everything. i enjoyed the ccs content too but from the first lore stream i watched (the dawn of the 16th) i always saw it as a story with intentional main and side characters, foils, character arcs whatever. as it went on, it became more scripted, which worked well for me because in my eyes more development made them less connected to their actual cc. tftsmp also made the divide wider because now characters had reincarnations, soulmates, and descendants/ancestors. tftsmp added so much original shit to the dsmp that it really did feel like a concrete story.

its kinda unavoidable that the ccs would use their own personalities and traits as bases for characters, a lot of them weren't writers or had personas. like for the longest time it was assumed that c!drm and c!spnp were childhood friends solely because the two are in real life. in reality it wasn't confirmed till the prison break stream which brings me to another point: a lot of dsmps canon depends on if you were even there or not. i explain in here and my best example would be cc!spnp saying his favorite headcanon was c!skpy and c!bad being his dads, which bad had already confirmed and then had retconned because of spnp saying it was a headcanon. its really fcuking dumb man.

i still love the story. im still super passionate about it if you didnt see how pissed i was about quackitys dumb merch commercial. i love the characters and i still do write analysis for them, watch the streams, make fan art but it IS a lot harder now. posting those c!wils took a couple minutes of back and forth with myself but i know that the only people here are dsmpers aka the only ones who Get It. karlnapity is literally my favorite ship ever and i cant bring myself to draw them most of the time because its feels so weird. i don't want to make them ocs (tbh i already have and shifted shit around lol) because they're already characters with development and backstories. i love them as they are, and theyre eternally suck in stasis.

i just kinda accepted that i really love this web series and surround myself with people who are willing to talk about it critically. acknowledging that the characters are an extension of the character who played them soured my experience a lot, it took me 2 years to draw c!drm again because i just dislike the cc that much. as someone who was literally there since 2020, dsmp is ours now. the ccs dont care about the story and neither does anyone concerned with the drama right now. you look up "dsmp explained" on youtube and youre getting thousands of videos regurgitating the same timelines and news updates on the cc drama, nothing about the narrative or the complexities of the media itself.

#asks #i saw this and opened my laptop so i could really get in #if you wanna talk more feel free to dm me or ask again #if i had a nickel for each time i justified my love for the dsmp id have like 80 nickels #long post

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weliveinapokemonworld · 3 days ago

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Brainstorming parallels between the older group, and Carol + Hop + Naomi is fascinating because of parallels. Legacies. Similar issues while also not. Unresolved, haunting the present, like the strained friendship between Sonia + Raihan, Sonia + Leon, Raihan + Leon, and all three together. That's not even accounting for Nessa and Piers, or Bede and Marnie for the younger ones.

Sonia sees herself in Hop, then realizes later that it's not only the insecurity and friends pulling further ahead. She witnesses how he withdraws without telling anybody why and making assumptions because of his anxiety, not asking for Help. Naomi is afraid that he'll run in the opposite direction away from her. It knocks the breath out of Sonia because. Was that her? Were that Raihan and Leon?

For an example of the bigger circle, Leon has a lot of parallels + contrasts with Carol reg. adult men who are not in their lives: dead or otherwise absent. (This might also apply to Piers, if he's the one who had to raise Marnie.) The two + Bede share a tumultous relationship with Rose, tinted with familial issues, power he has over them, seeking his approval / help, being abandoned by, and / or used by him at some point. They had to raise themselves a lot. They want an adult that cares about them. (Again, Piers maybe, too.) Not even going into how each of the three feel about each other.

The hot potato goes around. XDD Leon and Sonia have to be responsible one when Raihan underestimates potential trouble. There are times he and Leon have to hold the Responsible Braincell when Sonia goes off, then others when Sonia and Raihan have to do it for Leon. Sometimes it's impossible, like when the two get into a history spat for the bit, and / or annoy their friends with that.

Raihan wants to outdo Nessa and looks online for terrifying ghost stories. He might stumble about things about Dynamaxing as well as of massive dragon. The last one is his favorite because dragon. The ghost stories feel very ironic with the knowledge that they'll become part, sort of, of a ghost story a few years later!

A gym trainer would be a good track to keep in practice. Knowledge, facilities, methods - all there for improvement. Her work ethic and results impress the gym leader. She researches and applies things that she will need for the application. Swimming to keep fit, figuring out her theme, her public persona. Although it's often daunting.

The image of Nessa wrangling down water pokemon and animal fish that are as big as her torso delights me. Leon isn't as good as Milo at it, but he knows how to tackle and wrangle Wooloo. The two of them argue which is more difficult.

I cackled at the dialogue. I can imagine that exchange so well between her and him, and their tones. Just two roughly ten-years-old competing who's going to find Kyoge first and kick its ass. Their friends stare in worry.

On the other hand, I feel Leon would admire that she knows so much about the ocean and the wider world? It's one thing to learn these things in school, but I believe Leon and his family never left Galar? Nessa through her family's trade could meet a lot of people from other regions because Hulbury is a harbor. She appreciates that Leon strives to learn so much. He takes her seriously, he is grounded, he can relate to her through.

Thank you for explaining. If Soul appears in their nightmares, or only Leon's, it's because he's deeply worried about him because of his rapidly declining health and how hope's dwindling / gone? So his brain included him. Throwing this idea like spaghetti at a wall: Could Eternatus's soul sense something about him because of Soul / Soul being chosen by Zacian / the curse / any combination of that plus the Weald? Or Leon felt drawn because of these things, able to sense them maybe? It's compelling.

Oleana and Rose could've sent Bede there...

What was the young adults (Nessa, Raihan, Sonia, Leon, etc.) gym challenge like in Legendsverse when they were younger?

And any foreshadowing or hints to Eternatus?

I'm stilllllll figuring that out, especially bc it's been a while since I exactly expressed my ideas of what they were like back then. I'm gonna focus on Leon, Sonia, Raihan and Nessa. Maaaaaybe Piers. We'll see. This will be long so buckle up!

Leon and Sonia are gonna get grouped together for now bc man. The parallels. I haven't fully decided who endorsed them. I wasn't sure if I wanted Leon to be endorsed by Rose and Sonia by someone else, or if Rose endorsed Sonia ( like in the manga) and Mustard endorsed Leon ( old friend of Gerardo, mayhaps?). The point being that these two went on their gym challenge together.

Sonia was the better trainer.

....At first. Sonia was someone who Leon could not beat when they were younger, and in the earlier part of their journey she really was the better trainer, and favorite of the media. Of course, among the favorites, there were plenty of people who called her a nepo baby and thought she was ruining the sport. Leon wasn't that shabby of a battler. But in terms of skill,back then, he wasn't as good as Sonia. But what he did have was passion and determination. Leon knew from the jump what his goals are. He wants to become champion and he wants Galar to become stronger for it. So even if he wasn't as skilled as Sonia ( yet) he was going to claw his way to that top just everyone. And people noticed that. That fiery passion, that light that he had. It was a much more gradual buildup compared to the success of Sonia who was kinda hit with everything from the jump ( can't imagine that really helped with her enjoyment of the gym challenge),and once Leon started going he could not be stopped. And when you just keep going, someone has to get left behind right?

Personality wise, again something I haven't fully thought of. I used to like the idea that Leon was shy, but I think it fits him more that he was always this full of energy and ....I dunno expressive? But also hard to read. Someone who's determined, who's passionate, who has a good laugh, but you always don't know what he's thinking. That. Sonia....I feel she used to be rather confident in herself. Dare I say, she might have been a smart alek back then,willing to "um actually" someone ( Raihan. It was Raihan). But she was still Sonia. She was still awkward, and kinda uncertain of herself at times. She has a tendency to get in her head that just keeps her stuck - oh hey Hop, what are you doing here? ( This kid and his many parallels).

Where Leon gradually became a force that could not stop, Sonia....well. The gym challenge was wearing her down. Like I said, she has a tendency to get stuck in her head. She would make battle plans, said plans fell apart, and she was left floundering her way through a battle. Everyone's eyes were on her and....and all her friends were so bright. Leon was so bright. They all were bright. They all knew what they wanted....did she know what she wanted? When was the last time she enjoyed a pokemon battle? ......

I'm of the mind that Sonia dropped out of the league around the 7th gym, so at Melony's gym. She had won, said gym, but at that point she could have sent herself that she wasn't having fun and just felt. Lost. Her friends were also so far ahead too so. No way she can make a comeback now, huh? I think this is when her and Leon's friendship breaks bc just like Hop and Naomi, it's been them. Sonia and Leon, against the world. I can't imagine what it's like watching your best friend give up ( even if in the long run, it was literally the best option for her mentally), having that friend just. Close herself in. And there's already a big gap between Sonia and Leon by this point, so when Leon turns around to check on her, not only is she far away, but she's most likely walking in the opposite direction. Or at the very least, too far away for him to reach. It's been awkward after that. But this is about the gym challenge so. Story for another time.

Raihan....oh Raihan. It's been years and I still haven't figured out a solid backstory for him. It's driving me insane. So for simplicity sake, I'm gonna say he was endorsed by the old gym leader of Hammerlocke gym. What's their relationship exactly? No clue, and we're not gonna talk about it right now. Kid Raihan....well tbh, I've always seen him as a little chill, but have a very mean mischievous streak. A pure agent of chaos that one. He was a bit more.... rambunctious (?) back then. Kiiiinda wore his heart on his sleeve more and reacted as such- but overall, really chill. Sometimes had to be the voice of reason for Sonia and Leon ( which is incredibly funny since he is most likely the one that put bad ideas in their head/ goad them into trouble. The duality of this kid). Sonia and him would get on each other's nerves and bicker a lot bc their both smart ass kids, and depending on the subject one is more chill than the other. But it gradually just became custom for them and a form of affection! They both ended up becoming the others impulse control. Raihan and Leon.....Leon kept beating him. And despite how chill he is, Raihan has pride, so each loss just makes him more frustrated. Fortunately, Leon being Leon smoothed things over - he honestly couldn't bring himself to be so mad. Plus, their rivalry was fun! They kept each other on their toes, each move being done with great intensity and vigor. Raihan had a goal to one up Leon one day and Leon would embrace it fully. ( Leon being Champion kinda. Sullied that notion. It still exists, but with lots of outside factors going into it, specifically that their rivalry is now treated as something for others to consume and watch, not just two friends who wanted to see each other grow stronger and try and best each other). In the end Raihan was the one that faced off Leon for the champion title....and lost. And honestly, I think. He reacted pretty badly. I can't blame him, he's a kid, his loss was in public for everyone to see, and he worked so hard- I do not blame him for reacting badly. But man did it make things tense between him and Leon. Even when things settled down, and the initial issue was gone, that tenseness never fully went away, but that's getting way ahead of the gym challenge. Overall, Raihan was that chill but very mischievous friend that loved to bicker with Sonia about history and battle Leon to be the best.

Nessa....I don't have much for her outside of this very specific thing: she was competitive as fuck and a bit of a hot head. I see her carrying herself with so much dignity that the other three could not help but move aside when she was walked by. Leon and Raihan found her intimidating/scary. Sonia found her criminally pretty. I actually think it was Sonia that had Nessa integrated into their little group. Not that Leon and Raihan didn't interact with her, but Sonia was the one that couldn't help but want to get to know her. I mean, she was so confident! How on earth can she be able to walk by like she owned the place. She had to figure it out. ( Raihan: Or you just folded at the first pretty face you saw. Leon: Pfft- Sonia: SHUT UP!!!). They actually became fast friends! Nessa was friendly, if not a bit more stern about the gym challenge ( "quite fooling around and take this seriously!" <- something I can see her saying). Leon and her actually ended up getting along REALLY well! I think it's the market kids bonding over their families respective trade - humble beginnings I suppose. Raihan pissed her off a lot though. One minute they could be having a normal friendly conversation and the next, Raihan is laughing his ass off while Nessa is shaking him by his shirt. And yeah! I'm not sure when she got eliminated - yes eliminated, Nessa is not someone to quit imo. Maybe during the champion cup, maybe somewhere else. But I think she had a really good run! I can actually see her being the one to encourage Sonia to quit her gym challenge, since she saw how unhappy it was making her. I think the promise that they'll still be friends and Nessa cares more about Sonia's happiness kinda just cemented the feelings Sonia had, both platonically and romantically. Nessa is a good good friend to Sonia,even past the gym challenge and years to come.

Yeaaaaah, I'm not doing Piers I don't have much for him. I do think it was Raihan that befriended him first! I feel like he was very much that friend of a friend that didn't reallllly hang out with the others as often but would still get dragged into their shenanigans and was genuinely part of the group. He was the closest to Raihan, but still gave every one cute lil nicknames :3

And finally: Eternatus is weird timeline wise. I don't think Rose got it around the time Leon became champion. I feel that happens some years into Leon's career? Maybe in his teens. So during the gym challenge, Eternatus was still very much a fossil.....but here's an idea. Leon gets lost. Like he usually does. But it's worse here, because he's lost within the deeper levels of the Galar mines. Charmeleon is with him, so he can see, and he's fairly confident in his ability to handle the wild pokemon....but it still sucks. ( It's moments like these that makes him wish that the Galar Rangers are still a thing. Wish that his dad was there to guide him). So he's still wandering around, trying to get himself out of this strange situation....and then he sees it. On the wall,a giant fossil. Or at least, a piece of a fossil? He can't really say but it's there. Right before him. Has anyone ever seen it before? He is rather deep into the mine- he's pretty sure he's not supposed to even be there. Sonia would love to get a look at it.....he can't seem to turn his eyes away. There's something about the fossil. Something.... daunting. Something heavy. It makes his stomach sink, and he feels himself shutter a little but he can't look away. It wouldn't be until Charmeleon takes a hold of Leon's hand , looking at it's trainer with concern. Leon smiles, even if it's clearly nervous, thanks Charmeleon and turns away from the fossil. He eventually does get out of the caves, gets scolded by Sonia and Raihan and goes among his merry way. He forgets about the fossil by then. Though maybe it's still there, at the back of his mind. Maybe that's why, when he sees it again, it feels so familiar.

Just a lil plot bunny for ya :)

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