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Help a trans woman with clothes

Hi my birthday is coming up and I've thought a lot about what I want and tbh it's clothes. Most of my clothes are ripped, stained or missing and I struggle a lot with finding anything gender affirming to wear. Clothes are often hard to find and prohibitively expensive because I'm a trans woman over 6 ft tall so I'm asking people to help me build a bit of a wardrobe since we almost never have extra money. I would also be very appreciative if anyone could recommend a place for me to find clothes and ecstatic if anyone has clothes to donate (though I know this is very unlikely). If it helps I'm the serious mom of @rickybabyboy

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[windvexer]

Being that helpful spirits may be absent, here are three ways to facilitate their presence

Have got a few people in the tags saying they vibe with this other post about my animistic views, so here's a tie-in with Witchcraft:

You know how in that other post I say that the spirit of Lavender isn't already present in the physical lavender, and that's why I have to call him? Well three things!

One, what you are doing when you lay a compass opening metaphysical roads and gateways that make it easier and less burdensome for spirits to travel to you!

Imagine you live in a hut in the middle of the woods with no roads leading to it. You could call a spirit to visit you and they could, but it would be a laborious journey for them because they have to hike across the rugged terrain.

But as a witch, you have the power to weave gossamer fairy roads that float upon the air like spider silk, scintillating in the moonlight, floating high above the clawing trees, dense underbrush, and slippery rocks.

Spirits can walk back and forth across these magical roads, making it easier for them to arrive much more fully to you by exerting the same amount of effort. Also, it's nicer for them!

The point of opening roads is to facilitate the movement of the spirits, so that they are not wasting energy just traveling, but may have more left over to help you with, or appear to you.

Two, one way to get Lavender fully present inside of the physical lavender is to carefully harvest the lavender under auspicious times, and using charms and techniques meant to preserve the spiritual power of the plant.

This is wild foraging magic - and it's a very powerful way of gathering and storing power so that it lives with you in the hut, and you don't have to call for the attention of faraway entities.

One way to think about going out and gathering magic in this manner is mushrooming. You know how those mushroom people are like, "wait until the weather gets warm and it rains, then a few days later look under fallen hardwood logs"?

It's the same thing when witches say "wait until midnight on a Saturday and go to the churchyard fence and sing this charm while you harvest a flower stalk."

It's the same in the sense that it's not arbitrary steps you have to do to prove you're more traditional. It's a map to instruct you how to find power that is only present sometimes!

The nature of magic is such that the datura growing on the graveyard fence may always be physically there, but its spiritual power may wax and wane. If you harvest the datura while it's spiritually hibernating (or if you harvest it in such a way that the spirit retracts itself and leaves your harvest inert), you are not necessarily harvesting something of power just because it's not commercially grown.

Three, if I have a really wonderful relationship with Lavender or I really like this spirit and would love to have it be a big part of my practice, I can go through the steps to request that Lavender enter my home and my life as a familiar spirit, a tutelary spirit, or a helper spirit.

You know how we live in a hut in the woods with no roads leading to it? Well I can build Lavender a room in my house so he can always just stay there with me - that room is a spirit house, spirit vessel, or shrine that you build which is dedicated to Lavender and is sort of like a permanent, hardwired road for Lavender to travel down.

In this way, every single time I want to call on Lavender, I do not necessarily have to lay a compass and open a road to call to him. That is because he has permanent access to my house, until such a time as I sever the relationship or remove the shrine.

With a big step like this undertaken, Lavender may then be available to help me in many more ways than just simple acts of sorcery - maybe by teaching me things, protecting and guiding me while I engage in spirit flight, becoming a guardian of my home, and so forth, while in return receiving the support, attention, appreciation, and care deserved by such helpful and venerable spirits.

[hauntedcocoa]

Hello! It’s me again :3

I honestly didn’t expect this many people to enjoy my art so much haha. Reading all your comments in the tags fills my heart with so much warmth. Seeing that you guys noticed and appreciated all the little details I put in truly means the world to me!

It makes me feel so flattered and gives me a lot more confidence in my skills. I had second thoughts about sharing my art for many reasons—but you guys made it all so worth it. <3 <3 <3

Also, like I mentioned, I’m not very Tumblr-savvy, so I wasn’t sure how to properly reply to the comments in the tags. I figured I’d just say a big thank you to everyone here! Just know that I see and appreciate every like, reblog, and tag. You all make my day!

Honestly, whenever I’m feeling down or doubting myself, I’ll probably come back and reread all your sweet comments. They mean so much to me.

Much love, and thank you again!

PS: whoaahh why yes--you can print and frame it as you wish. That's the first time anyone has ever said that XD PPS: Shout out to my good fren mahkinarya! thanks for the support~

[redhoodfucker69]

Honestly people like to compare her to True Mandalorians quite a bit but... Honestly? I used to be team True Mandalorian. But nowadays... Satine's stance does make more sense.

Yes, True Mandalorians struck what was as close to a balance could be between the old ways and the way war was worshipped without being an actual empire. They had morals. They had rules. But, at the end of the day, they were highly effective mercenaries. They were effectively stateless, wandering vagabonds, relying entirely on their pay from acting as mercenaries to sustain themselves. That can be very sustainable... but not for a whole people. It's simply not the same. Were they terrorists? No. But they weren't exactly the moral authority, either. If you meet a white American that actively worked as a military contracted mercenary in Iraq or something, you're not going to think he's a good person. No, you're gonna think he was an actual psycho, even more than a regular Iraq War veteran. Mercenaries are not good people.

Were they better than the terrorists with grand plans of galactic domination? Yes, absolutely. There was always gonna be a need for mercenaries in the galaxy, and if they didn't do it, someone else would. Flat out. It's less overarching grand evil, but it is still very much every day evil you accept as normal.

Even with Galidraan, yeah, they were framed, but the governor was very much stylized as corrupt, and the insurgents they were there to fight were very much stylized as legitimate freedom fighters fed up with their government. They were never meant to be woobified and defanged by fandom. They were not supposed to be the good guys. But, they were.

Listen. I love the True Mandalorians, as they are. Not the popular fandom depiction of them. I think they're complex and fun. But... The idea that Jaster Mereel should have taken over Mandalore is... mm. Well. Could he actually have done it? Would it have gone well? Why do you want the commander of a private mercenary army to be Mand'alor? Yes, Jaster very much had popular support without even the darksaber. That does not mean he was in any equipped to lead and manage a complex government system. Satine was. Talk shit about politicians all you want, but the fact remains that it is a career that requires training and intimate understanding that the sewer system needs to be maintained and trash needs to be collected in a timely fashion and schools need to be funded and parks need to be built and agriculture needs to be developed and trade needs to be negotiated and EVERYONE needs to be happy within reason, not just the people that agree with you. It needs the knowledge of putting qualified people in the appropriate positions. You think Jaster could have managed all of that? While being a warlord and effectively spiritual leader of his people? Be so for real. Different people are good at different things. Different positions in life require different education.

There was a reason Satine was chosen, and to say it was just because the True Mandalorians were wiped out does her a disservice, and frankly, does them a disservice, too. Enjoying characters doesn't necessarily take more than surface level understanding. But you should still take the time to read into it and come to love the flaws evident in their characters and appreciate them for making them that more complex and alive. And the True Mandalorians had flaws.

Frankly, I would love a story where the True Mandalorians survived and Jango had to go up against his toughest opponent yet after taking care of Death Watch: a woman that knows what the hell she's talking about, and more than him, and he CAN'T solve the situation with a blaster this time.

Why do you think Satine (a pacifist who encourages diplomacy) did not try talking to them? @soliloquy-of-nemo

In “The Academy” Satine has wants the kids taught that “It’s every citizen’s duty to challenge their leaders, to keep them honest, and hold them accountable if they’re not.”

In “Voyage of Temptation” Satine tells Obi-Wan that “Even extremists can be reasoned with.” If she doesn’t consider Death Watch extremists, I don’t know who would qualify. This suggests she still has hope for a peaceful outcome with them.

In “Duchess of Mandalore” we learn that Death Watch cannot take over Mandalore without the “will of the people” which is part of the many pieces of evidence that Satine’s pacifist rule is favoured by the majority of Mandalorians. We also get “They are not powerful enough to destabilize our government. We will resolve this without conflict.” and “The Mandalorian government holds no secrets from its people.” Does any of this sound like a dictator who refuses to seek a peaceful mediation with her enemies?

I mention that Satine’s pacifist rule is favoured because in that episode she also tellingly states that “You would trample our right to self-determination.” about a Republic occupation. We don’t know if Mandalore is a democracy (I have trouble picturing them at the voting booth, but who knows) but what Satine represents is an attempt to decentralize power (she has a Prime Minister, a Council, does not call herself Mand'alor which seems to be an old-fashioned power grab move of ultimate rule when others do it.) Satine is a strong leader with a clear vision, but she doesn’t wish to rule with an iron fist: she wants Mandalore to develop naturally into a people who choose non-violence. This is why we see her care so much about education of the youth, and that those youth be taught that it’s morally correct to hold your government accountable and fight corruption everywhere it appears.

In “The Lawless” it’s clear Bo Katan and Satine haven’t spoken in some time, and we’re told “There was a time when we weren’t enemies.” Are we to assume that even when they were still sisters who spoke, Satine never tried to explain or communicate her ideas to Bo Katan? That they never had debates, never tried to compromise?

And compromise is a tricky word, because to believe that they could have just talked it out, you have to fundamentally fail to understand what Death Watch are fighting for. What compromise do you think they wanted? They believe in ‘might makes right.’ They believe the strongest should rule Mandalore, and that they should return to the glory days of warfare past. To let ol’ Pre tell it:

“We are the Death Watch, descendants of the true warrior faith all Mandalorians once knew. Now my people are living in exile because we will not abandon our heritage. Our people were warriors. Strong. Feared! Now they’re ruled by the New Mandalorians who think that being a pacifist is a good thing. They’ve given away our honor and tradition for peace. Duchess Satine and her corrupt leadership are crushing our souls, destroying our identity. That is our struggle.”

Does this sound like a guy who’s gonna compromise on some things? Say, “Jeez, Satine, I agree we should stop bombing each other but hey can’t we have a little conquest, as a treat?” It’s not like Mandalore was wholly demilitarized. Satine has guards. We see armor and weapons. She believes in a person’s right to defend themselves. What Vizla wants is for them to be active combatants – to be “feared” and to reject peace. They are, frankly, fascists, and saying Satine could have found common ground with them suggests that they have a point, and they don’t. What they want is fundamentally morally corrupt, and it is a credit to Satine that she continued to strive for peaceful resolutions with them in order to not betray her own ideals, but never gave in to their demands.

Also they’re a terrorist group composed of a small minority of the population called Death Watch who are shown to favour assassination, torture, DROID torture (?!), abuse of captives, militarized occupation of civilian populations, bombings, etc., etc. … I’m pretty sure the writers didn’t create them to represent a reasonable opposition, the way they sometimes did with the “heroes on both sides” of the galactic war.

[thisisntmyrightera]

Our Glory - Jeon Jae Joon x Fem Reader

Plot: Jae Joon leave South Korea to avoid being part of a violence scandal and arrives in America to start his life again, finding the love of his life who makes him feel human for the first time. Despite the distance, no matter how much he avoids his reality, the ghost of his past will reach him wherever he is endangering everything he has achieved.

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Violence, Angst, Drama Warning: Themes of school violence, abuse of power, minors being harassed, harsh language.

A/N: The story is inspired by The Glory, however, some time periods have changed as well as situations where the protagonist will be part of changing some original scenes.

I appreciate you reading and being part of this new story, as always I hope to please your readers' hearts.

I'll be back soon.

No one would dare to approach the daughter of the most sought-after heir in all New york, in fact no one would even think of marrying a girl as independent and grown up as you.

Your single status was a myth in the chats of the women of your class, how could such a pretty girl, with so much class, be single, hadn't she found someone at her level? Dozens of boys had asked you out because their parents had forced them to do it, that was what the line was, an heir with an heiress, right? But you decided to shoo each one of them away like flies on fresh flowers, too spoiled, arrogant, lazy, they weren't your type.

That night, the night of the charity gala where all the millionaires seemed to attend only to boast about how much their company had given to charitable causes seemed like just another boring night, with nothing to do but stand next to your parents smiling holding a glass of the most expensive (and disgusting) wine that you barely sipped.

Sir, nice to meet you again - a man with a foreign accent and Asian features approached and shook your father's hand before bowing slightly to your mother and you.

The pleasure is mine Mr. Jeon, It would be nice to meet at the club for breakfast one day. How long will you be in town this time? - your father smiled kindly. Despite his status and large bank account, you could tell and presume that he was a generous man with a good heart, and it always made you feel good to hear that you were just like him.

Fortunately this time we will stay a little longer, we are planning to live in America, I have some business in mind and I have started to build a club in this part of the country, you know, bring a little bit of Korea to America so they can get to know a little bit about us - both men continued chatting, laughing perhaps pretending that one was interested in the other's talk

You just sighed and looked around, your high heels were starting to hurt in your heels, your hand was perhaps already numb from holding the same glass all night

Jae Joon how nice that you came - Mr. Jeon smiled patting his son's back making a gesture of displeasure when he noticed the aroma of cigarettes on his clothes - I want you to meet Mr. Y / L/N he is a great friend and excellent partner in bussiness

A pleasure sir - the man offered his hand shaking it firmly with a smile that made his cheeks become plump giving a tender touch to his face

Jae Joon I have heard a lot about you, it is a pleasure to finally meet you -Your father smiled looking at your mother and then lightly took your arm making you turn your face in a surprised way looking forward- this is Y/N my daughter

Nice to meet you miss - Jae Joon smiled at you slightly tilting his head making you respond with just a shy smile

''Another prospect for the inheritance again'' you thought feeling annoyed and bored of the same dynamic every time your father met the son of a bussines partner

It wasn't very difficult to think about it, you could take care of the business, for some reason you had finished college at the best school in Europe, you had experience and many times you were able to support your father in difficult decisions, what was the problem after all, you didn't need a man to be successful.

When you finally got out of the crowd and the air hit your face you breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't matter that it was cold outside, it was almost the end of November but it was still better than being suffocated between expensive perfumes and the aroma of hundreds of exotic dishes that you hated.

You found the first stone bench on the balcony decorated with plants to sit and rest, the pain in your ankles was a burning sensation that you felt constantly but you were forced to endure to look "elegant"

Are you bored too? - a deep and velvety voice made you come out of your trance while you slowly massaged your ankle

Excuse me? - you looked at him confused

People here are boring just talking about money and business - he sighed bringing a cigarette to her mouth lighting it quickly - you don't mind me smoking, right?

No, I was leaving anyway - you smiled at him kindly standing up to enter the large hall again

You know - his voice made you turn around looking at him not at all curious, just not seeming rude and leaving him talking to himself - I don't know many people around here, I'm new in town and it would be nice, I don't know, to go out someday to get to know each other, after all I'll be around here for a long time

I don't usually work as a tour guide Mr. Jeon, excuse me - you smiled ironically turning around annoyed at getting the same thing again every time someone met you, a boring date proposal

Your answer had frozen him in place, he had never gotten a rejection from any girl, in fact the women in his country fought to get even a little attention from him, this caused him a feeling of rejection that he had never felt, in fact, in these cases his anger would have shot up breaking a couple of plants and damaging the property but as much as he tried to get upset he couldn't find where he had kept that feeling, he simply felt alone and rejected.

With the days you became more and more convinced that you would probably never find an honest man, in your class they didn't exist, they only looked for contacts and last names, it was clear that was why most of them looked for you and to be honest it wasn't something you were looking for, you enjoyed your single life, going out with your friends and doing everything as you wanted without giving explanations to anyone, although sometimes, you couldn't help but feel jealous and lonely seeing how most of them had someone to share with.

Nobody is at your level or maybe you just aren't lucky enough? - Ashley laughed, drinking from her glass with her left hand, showing off her (third) engagement ring

I can have any man I want, but that doesn't mean I'll go to bed with everyone, it's not my style - you smiled at her, drinking, making your other friends laugh

Oh yeah? And who have you wanted? Because we've never met anyone, right? - she smiled mockingly, making your friends erase their smiles, settling down a bit

Danielle was a little smarter, she changed the topic of the conversation to avoid awkwardness among the group, but in your head you couldn't stop thinking about your parents' words.

''I'm getting old, I'd like to see you have a happy life like mine, I'd like to have grandchildren, that's all''

''SaeHyeon has talked to me a lot about his son, he told me that he asked you out and you didn't accept, he seems very interested in you, why don't you give him a chance?''

Maybe… after all, they were right.

So, a couple of weeks later you decided to change your lifestyle and go for what everyone said was "wonderful." Your father was surprised to see you ready in your sportswear to accompany him to the Jeon golf course. He knew you perfectly so he didn't mention anything and just gave you a slight smile so as not to make you uncomfortable with your decision where you clearly weren't interested in talking about business.

The trip was short and when you arrived you were surprised by the architecture so elegant and different from that of your country, very minimalist and clean, the rooms were large, with furniture that combined perfectly and large windows, you could hear your father talking to a partner in the distance but your attention was totally given to the beauty of the place.

After a while and after having breakfast in the large room full of tables and delicious food you were able to go out to see the gardens, the golf carts passed by and every step you took showed you natural places where people showed their skills on the game.

Y/N?…what a surprise to see you here - Jae Joon smiled approaching while a couple of men watched him walk away with worried faces - go do your jobs, I'll see you later - he looked at them pushing them away with his hand making both of them leave almost running - I didn't know you were a member of the club

I'm not, my father came to talk to some members and I decided to accompany him - you smiled a little holding your sports bag with both hands

Don't worry, you can come here whenever you want, I'll tell them to let you in without bothering you with memberships or that paperwork - his smile didn't fade making you find him cute - would you like to come see the place with me?

Sure - you smiled at him again walking beside him with slow steps looking around as he talked about how many golf gardens they had, how many tennis courts and other boring ''rich'' people sports

What do you think? - His gaze was curious, as if looking for proof of you in the newly opened place

It's very nice, I've never seen anything so elegant and beautiful - you smiled looking at the small flower garden that adorned one side of an artificial lake

Do you like flowers? - he ask you curious

Yes, they're pretty, gardenias are my favorites - you looked at him nodding, returning your gaze to the lake where some people were practicing with their canoes

I'll ask them to plant gardenias all around the lake, how about a couple of benches too, so whenever you want to come and smell them you can sit comfortably on them - he smile moving his hands in front of both like designing the new additions to the place

What?…no it's not necessary…

Of course it is, if you're going to come here, I want you to feel at home - his face was so kind and warm that it made you feel a kind of butterflies and weirdness inside you

It wasn't possible that in just a couple of minutes you felt something for someone that you barely knew their name, it wasn't normal for you.

Sir, excuse the interruption, we need your help - a man dressed in a suit with a nervous face looked at him while rubbing his hands nervously on his pants

It seemed that the interruption had made Jae Joon change his face and personality in just a second, his jaw tensed and he rolled his eyes looking at him annoyed

I told you that I hate being interrupted, do I have to solve everything myself? - her hands clenched tightly causing the man to look down in fear

It's okay, you can go don't worry - you smiled at him feeling anxious from the tension of the moment adjusting your sports backpack on your shoulder

I'm sorry I have to go, some people are too stupid to do their own work - the veins in his eyes turned red as if the fury couldn't be contained within his body, he didn't even give you time to respond when both men quickened their pace towards a destination unknown to you.

After all you were relieved, the encounter ended before it became awkward, but you couldn't help but notice that his personality changed with the rest of the people.

That night while you were drying your hair your phone rang on your vanity full of perfumes, your biggest obsession.

''I'm sorry about this morning, would you like to go to dinner? JJ''

His simple message made you smile making you feel strange, did you have feelings for Jae Joon? The best thing would be to answer him, or maybe not? If you did it quickly he would realize that you were very interested, but if you waited a little he would feel that you were not interested at all.

''Of course xx''

The first date was exciting for both of you, you talked for hours about your lives and what you would like for the future, you could feel as if your destiny was destined, fortunately neither of you touched on business topics, it was the first time you went out with a man who didn't brag about how hard his father had worked for him just to spend the money and that made you feel comfortable.

Jae Joon couldn't believe how comfortable he felt with you and how much he enjoyed sharing time by your side, in fact he felt like another person when you were near him, his outbursts of anger and that anger that he always felt inside of him didn't exist, you were the calm that he needed to be happy despite sometimes remembering why he came to America and it made him feel afraid.

Within a few weeks they had already lost count of how many times they had gone out, in fact they never counted the times they saw each other because despite his work he always found a moment to visit you or you took advantage of your free afternoons to go to the club and eat with him even if it was only a couple of hours that they could be together.

It was around April when both of them attended the art gallery of Sara, Jae Joon's friend who thanks to a charitable cause was able to exhibit in America.

You walked around the place taking his arm while you contemplated the colors and shapes of the paintings, they were so different from what you were used to seeing, sometimes, reacting excitedly by the combinations you saw.

Isn't it pretty? I had never imagined seeing flowers colored like that - you smiled excitedly while your arms surrounded his

Yes… it's pretty - Jae Joon sighed looking away

It would look good in a living room with a carpet of that color, maybe combined with several colors, I don't know… what do you think? - you smiled again looking at him only getting him to nod uncomfortably taking the phone from his pocket

Honey give me a minute, it's something urgent - he looked at you embarrassed leaving quickly while leaving you standing in the middle of the exhibition

This time it was you who sighed, maybe you were going a little fast and you made him uncomfortable, maybe he wasn't looking for anything formal and your comments were going too far

Your boyfriend left you alone? - Sara laughed sarcastically approaching

He.. he's not my boyfriend - you smiled shyly taking your bag with both hands nervously

I know, don't worry, it's not your fault or did you make him uncomfortable princess, Jae Joon is colorblind he doesn't distinguish colors - she smiled mockingly leaning on a table while drinking from her glass - didn't he tell you?

He.. he's colorblind? - your heart felt like it had been squeezed and even though you had never done it with the intention of making him uncomfortable, you couldn't help but remember all the times you had mentioned something about colors - I didn't… I didn't know, sorry

I know, he never mentions it, it makes him feel stupid - she sighed playing with her empty glass - when we were in high school, the boys used to make fun of his condition, the poor guy only defended himself when he beat them in the face

I… god I feel so bad.. I… I'm going to see him - you looked at her shyly, fixing your hair nervously

Go honey, rescue your prince charming… or something like that - she laughed drinking the few drops left in the glass, while you hurried your step leaving feeling the fresh air hit your face

A couple of minutes walking through the parking lot was enough when you could find him standing next to a small planter, his head pointing to the sky while he placed drops of a small flower in his eyes boat, the sound of your heels on the pavement made him turn quickly wiping the liquid that ran down his cheeks, possibly what he had placed as lubricant.

Doll I'm sorry… give me a moment - he cleared his throat turning his back to you embarrassed

Jae Joon.. it's okay - you shyly took his arm delicately making him look at you embarrassed - Sara… she already told me… I'm sorry for not paying attention

Sara… - he sighed rolling his eyes tensing his jaw again - that damn…

You don't have to be upset, it's nothing to be ashamed of - you smiled at him adjusting the lock of his hair that the breeze had disarranged covering one of his eyes - your condition doesn't bother me if that's the reason you hadn't told me yet..

His eyes looked at you quickly, his heart skipped a beat feeling something different inside him again.

Jae Joon was the man of your dreams, he was tender and attentive to excess, he remembered every single thing about you as if he had a notebook especially for you in his head, he remembered important dates even the ones you sometimes forgot

During April with the excuse of seeing the city from the top of the Empire State he took you to the top to see the sunset, in reality, he only had eyes for you completely ignoring the sunset and the buildings that adorned the landscape.

Do you know what we came for? - he smiled at you while hugging you from behind resting his chin on your shoulder

We didn't go to see the city right? - you smiled at him, suspecting his intentions

No, I want the whole city to know from here that my girlfriend is the smartest and most beautiful woman on the planet and she's only for me - his face was hidden between the strands of your hair that he was obsessed with the aroma

I'm not your girlfriend Jae Joon… - you laughed trying to look at him making him laugh

Then I'll ask you here so everyone knows you're mine - he laughed kissing your cheek - do you want to be my girlfriend?

Mm.. I should think about it, what do you offer me Mr. Jeon? - you laughed turning a little until you could hug his neck with your arms making him laugh again surrounding your waist

I promise that from today you will live the glory every day we spend together, I can even swear that you are the future Mrs. Jeon and nobody can change that

Then let's live the glory Mr. Jeon..

Part 2

[acapelladitty]

Can you give me some of your scarecrow "hot take" headcanons? Just love to curate diversity in the fandom headcanon space, and I know you have some tea to spill. lol

Cillian Murphy Crane is one of the most overall boring takes on the character and his version is only popular because he's hot and also the Nolan films were such a thing at their release. That cunt didn't even make his own fear toxin lol.

Crane has the potential to show mild compassion for those he sees himself within but generally speaking, anyone who thinks he's actually kind and willing to help others is willfully delusional.

Scarecrow's relationships with his fellow Gotham Rogues are WOEFULLY under appreciated and explored within fandom. As is his role as a foil to Batman and the concept of how fear is utilised.

I cannot support a blonde Crane and I am very sorry about that 😔

Crane is a fantastic foil for Batman and that's something which is never really explored in a truly interesting or meaningful way.

The first ones to pop to mind 💖✌️ xx

[akookminsupporter]

The way Jimin Solos and Jungkook Solos are behaving over the voting for AYS is exactly why I find it so difficult to tolerate Solos as a whole. It’s not just tiring—it’s completely disheartening to witness the same self-serving behaviour repeated time and time again when it comes to Jimin and Jungkook together. They always seem to twist every situation to fit their own agenda, completely disregarding the bigger picture or the intentions behind what Jimin and Jungkook have chosen to share with us. Instead of taking a moment to appreciate the effort, thought, and heart these two put into their work, Solos turn it into yet another battleground to push their narratives.

I can understand that not everyone is going to love AYS. People are entitled to their opinions, and it’s fine if the show wasn’t your cup of tea. We all have different tastes, and that’s normal. But there’s a huge difference between simply not enjoying something and outright disrespecting Jimin and Jungkook for it. Insulting and dismissing something they wanted to do for their fans, something they made time for despite all their other commitments, and, more importantly, insulting something they were genuinely so happy to do—is crossing a line.

They wanted to give their fans a glimpse into their dynamic, their friendship, and a side of their relationship we rarely get to see. For them to share something so happy and honest, only for it to be picked apart and dismissed by people who claim to ‘support’ them, is just… sad.

This kind of behaviour only reinforces why I’ll never understand or respect people who act this way but claim to be their fans. Instead of celebrating what Jimin and Jungkook worked so hard on, these people find every excuse to tear it down, nitpicking the details or dismissing it outright because it doesn’t align with their version of events. It’s not only petty and ungrateful—it’s embarrassing.

Jimin and Jungkook didn’t owe us AYS. They didn’t owe us their time. They chose to share this with us out of love for their fans, and instead of seeing it for what it is—a gift, a moment of connection—some people have decided to treat it like a platform for division and negativity. It’s frustrating, it’s disappointing, and it’s exactly why I’ve never been able to take Solos seriously. At the end of the day, they’re not here to support Jimin or Jungkook as individuals—they’re here to serve their own egos and agendas.

For me, this goes beyond AYS. It’s a pattern of behaviour that rears its ugly head every time Jimin or Jungkook do something that doesn’t fit the narrow narratives Solos want to believe in or not, every time they do something TOGETHER. It’s exhausting to see people who claim to be fans constantly undermine and disrespect the very people they’re supposed to support. If you truly cared about Jimin and Jungkook, you’d respect their choices, celebrate their efforts, and appreciate what they’ve shared with us. But clearly, for some, that’s asking too much.

[cheshireliam]

"Once Upon A Twisted Tale" Story Event: Premium END

Ellis Twilight

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Encouraged by Ellis’ reassuring words, we left the old castle and returned to the royal palace where I was born and raised. 

The first thing we did was make our way to the briar that played the role of my friend during my childhood. 

Kate: There it is… the briar. 

The briar was still there, its appearance unchanged. 

Jude had made multiple attempts to harm it, but there wasn't a single trace of harm on the briar. 

Ellis: Use this, Kate. 

Ellis handed me a small box as I stared at the briar. The box contained a matchstick. 

Ellis: You can just burn it all in one go.

Kate: … Okay. 

I took the matchbox and lit a match. 

Kate: … I’m sorry. I used to talk to you about lots of things in the past. 

Kate: And right now, I’m going to kill you because I want to live…

(But I want a future where I can live on with Ellis…) 

As I brought the lit match closer to the briar, guilt weighed heavily on me for ending a life for my own convenience. 

And suddenly, a memory from my childhood resurfaced — a memory of the time this same briar was about to be cut down. 

[ Flashback ]

Kate: This is my friend! Don’t cut it away! 

Kate: It even has a name, it’s — “Ellis”. 

Kate: This briar is my friend who has a beautiful name, “Ellis”! 

[ Flashback End ]

(Ellis…)

It could’ve been purely coincidental.

Even so, the fact that it shared the same name as the person I loved gnawed at my heart, and my hand stopped. 

Ellis: … Kate? 

Ellis looked at me worriedly as my hand froze in place.

(... What’s this unsettling feeling?) 

(I feel like there’s something I haven't recalled yet but I should…) 

(That's right. Before I pricked myself on this briar when I was younger, I was sure I—)  

[ Flashback ]

Kate: Mother and Father are always busy with the country’s affairs. They don't play with me at all… 

Kate: I think grown-ups who spend most of their day working have very boring lives. 

Kate: And on top of that, they say I have to be in an “arranged marriage” when I grow up. 

Kate: I don’t want that… I wish I could stay a kid forever and never grow up. 

= Flashback End = 

I was pricked right after complaining to the briar about how I didn't want to grow up. 

(What if the briar gave me this illness out of kindness…?) 

(If it was trying to end my life before I grew up, as an act of mercy…) 

Ellis: … Kate, you’ll burn yourself if you hold that any longer. 

Ellis reached out and extinguished the match I had been holding absentmindedly. 

Kate: Sorry, I was in a daze… 

Ellis: … Is something bothering you? 

Ellis: I think you shouldn't hesitate to burn the briar if it’s your wish to cure your illness and continue living. 

Kate: That’s true, but… 

As I responded to him, past conversations I had with Ellis started flashing through my mind.

“I’ve been burned, frozen, stabbed, and slashed countless times by that fairy.” 

Ellis endured the same attacks Jude inflicted on the briar. 

You’re light as a feather, so it’s okay. Go on, you can sleep. 

I couldn't hear a single heartbeat coming from Ellis’ chest. 

“I brought your favourite freshly baked bread and raspberry jam.”

I never told him, and yet Ellis somehow knew my preferences. 

(And much more… so much, there won’t be an end to it if I keep recalling them.) 

Kate: Hey, Ellis. 

Kate: Could it be that… you’re… the briar? 

Ellis: That’s right. 

Ellis didn't hesitate to agree. 

Ellis: I’m the nameless briar growing in the royal palace’s backyard. 

Ellis: No one paid attention to me, and I was fated to be cut down when I grew too large and became a nuisance.

Ellis: — Until the day I met you. 

Ellis: It must’ve been over a decade ago. You spoke to me, named me “Ellis”, and called me your friend. 

Ellis: It made me so happy… because you were my first human friend. 

(... Now that I think of it, Ellis called us friends when I met him at the mercenary recruitment agency.) 

Everyone started to connect like puzzle pieces falling into place. 

Kate: … After that, you pricked me and gave me this disease that would kill me the moment I reached adulthood? 

Ellis: Yeah. … Because you said you didn't want to become an adult. 

Ellis: A few years later, Jude came to see me…

Ellis: He said he was going to kill me to save you. 

Ellis: But because all I did was grant your wish, I decided to fight against Jude. 

Ellis: I was burnt, frozen, and even chopped up… but I didn’t die. 

Ellis: At some point, Jude cast a spell on a part of me and turned me into a human being.

Ellis: Seems like he thought he could finally kill me if I were human. 

Kate: But, if you’re standing here right now, that means…

Ellis: … That’s right. In the end, Jude couldn't bring himself to kill me in my human form. 

After telling me everything from start to finish, Ellis sighed.

(So that's why I fell ill… and why Ellis is living as a human being.) 

Kate: … I’m so sorry, Ellis. 

Kate: This happened because I wished to never grow up… 

Ellis: Ah… sorry, maybe I didn't explain enough. 

Ellis: While it’s true that I pricked you because you said you “didn't want to become an adult”... 

Ellis: Killing you is my wish too. 

As he spoke, Ellis gently touched a wildflower growing in the backyard. 

Ellis: The wildflowers that grow here have different fates from the flowers sold in shops. 

Ellis: Wildflowers bloom and wither away without ever being noticed by anyone… 

Ellis: Meanwhile, the flowers sold in shops are picked when they’re the most beautiful and happiest, and cherished by someone. 

Ellis: I envied those wildflowers that could have time frozen for them when they’re at their peak and never fade away… 

It was a sentiment difficult for humans to fully understand, but as a former “briar”, those were undoubtedly Ellis’ truest feelings. 

Ellis saw the fate of flowers being cut and cherished at their most beautiful moment as something positive. 

(And so he tried to kill me while I was still a happy child?) 

— Without a doubt, Ellis’ intent to kill stemmed from his kindness. 

Ellis: … The reason why I couldn't be killed until now, no matter what method was used, was because I wasn't ready to die.

Ellis: But you can kill me now. 

Ellis: If you, the person I love, wishes for my death… 

Ellis: … I’m ready to die anytime for the sake of your happiness.

Kate: I… 

I was attracted to Ellis’ kindness, thoughtfulness, and gentle smile that could sooth my heart. 

It didn't matter to me whether he was human or not. 

Even after knowing Ellis was the briar, my feelings for him didn't waver. 

Kate: I could never burn you, Ellis. 

Kate: Because I… I like you. 

Ellis: I… too… 

Ellis: … Sorry. I’m not sure if my “like” is the same as the “like” you speak of.

Kate: … That’s okay. 

Kate: I like you, and so I won’t burn you. … That's what matters the most to me right now. 

Afterwards, Ellis and I returned to the old castle. We resumed our lives together as three. 

…

However, in the end, the cure to my illness couldn't be found—. 

Jude: Ya sure ‘bout this?

Kate: Yes. I’ve already bid my farewell to my parents. 

— As per Jude’s original plan, I would now fall into deep sleep for 100 years. 

During that time, Jude and Ellis would continue searching for a cure. 

Kate: Ah, I made sure to bring 100 years’ worth of payment for Jude from my parents! 

Kate: Please accept gold and treasures. 

Jude: … Thanks, I guess. 

Jude: Oi, Ellis. It's ‘bout time. Say yer goodbyes. 

Ellis: … Kate. I’ll be waiting for you 100 years from now. 

Kate: I’ll be waiting to meet you again in 100 years too. 

Once Jude saw that we were done saying our goodbyes, he pricked my finger with the spindle of a spinning wheel. 

I started dozing off, and my consciousness eventually faded away as I fell into deep sleep—

Ellis: Until you wake up, I’ll… 

It sounded like Ellis was making some sort of vow, but I fell asleep before I could hear the rest of it. 

…

Kate: Nn… 

Ellis: Ah… you’re awake. Good morning, Kate. 

Kate: Ellis…? Where am I… 

Ellis: It’s been exactly 100 years since you fell asleep. I’ll go get Jude. 

Jude came into the room a short moment later and gave me a brief general check-up. 

Jude: Yer illness’ completely gone. 

Kate: Really…!? Thank you so much, Jude! 

I thanked him over and over again, Jude grew tired of it and left the room. 

I turned my full attention to Ellis.

(Huh…?) 

Kate: When I dozed off, I dreamt of you countless times, but… 

Kate: The Ellis in my dreams seemed a little different from the Ellis in reality. 

I couldn’t quite put my finger on what it was, but something about his aura had changed during those 100 years. 

Ellis: … I bowed to study humans until you woke up. 

Ellis: Over these past 100 years, I've met all sorts of people and I think I’m starting to understand the subtleties of human nature. 

Ellis: … Do you hate my changed self? 

Kate: Not at all! I’ll always… always like you. 

Ellis: … I see. That’s a relief. 

Hearing my words, Ellis beamed. It was a smile I had never seen 100 years ago. 

Ellis: … Hey, Kate. I’ve learnt a lot over these 100 years. 

Ellis: But there’s something I just couldn't understand no matter what. Can you teach me? 

Kate: Of course! What do you want to learn? 

Ellis: Human love. 

Kate: L-love…? 

Ellis: Love is something you can only learn from the person you’ve fallen in love with. 

Ellis: I want you to teach me how to love like a human. 

Ellis gently pulled me close and pressed his lips to mine.

Kate: Nn… 

Ellis: … I’m in trouble. Your blush after being kissed is incredibly adorable. 

Ellis: So adorable… it makes me want to kill you right here and now… 

Ellis: But I bet even when you become an old lady, you’ll still be adorable. So, no matter what, I won’t ever be able to kill you. 

Ellis: … I can finally say that I love you. 

Ellis was dangerously captivating, possessing both the love of a briar and of a human.

I found myself being unable to look away from him even more than before. 

[classicintp]

This is going to be a long read, a thank you letter to @thelastflyingfuck . no common triggers inside that I'm aware of.

I posted the initial post five and half years ago after a 6 month period of grief following my wife basically emotionally breaking up with me. I am not totally blameless, but I have always gone so far out of my way for her that 6 months later I still felt like I didn't deserve it. It's always difficult to deal with the feeling that you're being treated poorly by someone you like or love, but it was so much worse knowing that she wasn't intentionally trying to do that. She isn't a bad person, she's never schemed against me, and what she was doing was a really healthy and good thing that ultimately helped dig her out of the worst trenches of clinical depression and I think I knew that.

When I posted this, that I did not feel very loved, I couldn't find the gall to ask my few friends for emotional support. I felt so desperate for someone to just tell me they appreciated me, and I couldn't bring myself to bother any of them with it even though I knew so clearly that they would absolutely want me to say something. If I asked them, at the drop of a hat my friends would shower me with genuine appreciation because of how much they do appreciate me against how infrequently I want their expression and how unabashedly direct I am when I want it. It was the exact situation they trust I would say something about and I just couldn't. I don't know if it's because it was a deeper kind of hurt because it was my wife or if I was angry and resentful at her and ashamed because I personally knew she wasn't doing it on purpose. She wasn't being abusive, she was trying to survive and I knew it and I resented her anyway even if I was keeping it to myself.

I posted that I didn't feel very loved because I thought if I admitted it out loud where people could hear or read I could maybe take the next step tomorrow and tell one of my friends afterwards. By posting it I knew I would maybe get some mutuals asking if I wanted to talk, I really didn't hope for or expect anyone to go out of their way to give a poignant response to help me feel better, I just wanted to make myself more comfortable with asking my offline peers for the same support I offer to them, and instead I got this reply. I don't know if you feel like it wasn't much but I needed it, it was more than enough to pull me out of it that night, and every few weeks I would read it again to help prevent episodes of paralyzing grief (as it turns out, I was actually having full blown silent panic attacks, which I'd never heard of because I am not someone who has panic attacks). By the beginning of February, just before COVID started getting recognized, I talked to my doctor and started taking a mood stabilizer (for other reasons too), and I have been fine since. 

I would like to think that if you hadn't sent your reply I still would have eventually talked to my doctor and gotten the medication I needed, but I do know that at the very very least it prevented potentially 3 months of panic attacks, and at most it convinced me to seek professional help that I may not have sought out otherwise. You dared offer kindness to a stranger, sometimes nothing comes of it but you offered anyway, and I have appreciated it for 5 and a half years, I hope I never forget to appreciate it. Thank you again.

i do not feel very loved

[4vanaa]

—03 MEET THE ROUTLEDGES.

MASTERLIST

Parenting Style:

Sarah:

⌗ sarah is a warm, nurturing, and protective mother, who tries to balance being fun and carefree while ensuring her kids grow up to be kind, grounded individuals. having grown up with a privileged background, she wants her children to have an appreciation for the simpler things in life and to never forget their roots. she’s the more emotionally available parent, always ensuring her kids know they’re loved unconditionally.

⌗ sarah’s biggest strength is her ability to empathize and make her kids feel heard and understood, no matter what. she’s not afraid to give tough love, but it’s always done with a soft, caring touch.

⌗ she encourages creativity and independence, allowing her kids to make their own choices, but she also subtly guides them toward the right ones with gentle nudges.

John B:

⌗ john b is the fun dad, the one who often comes up with wild ideas and unexpected adventures, but he’s also deeply protective of his family. he’s been through a lot in his life, and his priorities have always centered around keeping the ones he loves safe, though sometimes in unconventional ways. while he’s not the strictest parent, he’s fiercely loyal and would go to the ends of the earth for his family.

⌗ john b’s biggest flaw is his tendency to act impulsively, often throwing caution to the wind in the name of fun or adventure. he tries to teach his kids to embrace life’s unpredictability, but sometimes that backfires when his ideas are a little too reckless.

⌗ he may not always know what the "right thing" is when it comes to discipline, but his heart is in the right place. he’s the parent who will show up with a spontaneous road trip or unannounced beach day, turning ordinary moments into exciting family memories.

The Kids:

CARTER ROUTLEDGE (14)

PERSONALITY carter is a very smart, self-aware, and slightly sarcastic teenager. he’s inherited sarah’s emotional intelligence and john b’s adventurous spirit, which makes for an interesting mix of traits. carter can be quiet and reserved at times, reflecting his intelligence, but he is also very passionate about things that matter to him. carter might not always wear his heart on his sleeve, but he’s incredibly observant and know when something’s off with his family.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS DAD carter shares a unique relationship with john b. while he loves his dad’s free spirit, he’s often the voice of reason when his ideas get a little out of hand. still, he can’t help but admire his ability to find joy in life’s unpredictability.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS MOM carter and sarah have a very close bond. carter looks to sarah for emotional support, and sarah always knows how to make carter feel safe and loved. she’s the one who understands his moods and is able to calm him down when he feels overwhelmed.

FUN FACT carter has a habit of secretly reading sarah’s journals from when sarah was a teenager. he’s fascinated by the way sarah navigated her own rebellion and family dynamics, which inspires carter to handle his own struggles similarly.

LILY ROUTLEDGE (9)

PERSONALITY lily is the sweet and sensitive child who loves to be involved in everything happening around her. while she’s still young, she’s very aware of the emotional dynamics in the family and has a strong desire to make sure everyone is okay. she is very caring and always looking out for her younger brother, bennett, making sure he’s not getting into trouble. lily is also very curious and loves to explore new things, just like john b.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HER DAD lily is a daddy’s girl. she adores her dad and is the first one to jump into whatever wild adventure john b suggests. she might not always fully understand the consequences of his actions, but she’s eager to be his sidekick and joins him on all of his impromptu ideas. she’s often the one pulling him away from risky situations by pointing out the safety hazards in the way only a nine-year-old can.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HER MOM lily and sarah are incredibly close. lily looks up to sarah as the emotional center of the family, and sarah is always there to listen to her. lily loves to help sarah around the house, and they have many quiet moments where they just hang out and talk about their day. sarah also gently guides lily when it comes to making responsible decisions.

FUN FACT lily loves to put on little performances for the family, singing and dancing around the house. john b will always be the first one to cheer her on, even though she’s a bit off-key and her choreography is questionable.

BENNETT ROUTLEDGE (4)

PERSONALITY bennett is the wild card of the family, always bouncing off the walls with endless energy and curiosity. he’s constantly getting into mischief and has a contagious laugh that brightens up every room. he’s incredibly smart for his age, but his curiosity often gets him into trouble. he’s known for asking endless questions and refusing to take "no" for an answer.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS DAD bennett and john b share a special bond—they are two peas in a pod. john b loves his son’s curiosity and energy and indulges him in almost everything. bennett is often the one to drag john b into impromptu adventures, demanding that they go “exploring” or “treasure hunting.” john b often spoils bennett and gets caught up in the fun of being a kid again.

RELATIONSHIP WITH HIS MOM bennett’s relationship with sarah is one of absolute adoration. he’s a mama’s boy in every sense of the word. sarah always makes sure to sit down with bennett at night to read him stories, and he can’t get enough of her attention. while he may be mischievous, he knows sarah is his safe space when things go wrong.

FUN FACT bennett has an obsession with building forts and hiding inside them. his dad is always caught inside the forts with him, reading books or playing make-believe, even if it’s not the most “parent-like” thing to do. bennett also has a favorite toy (a stuffed giraffe) that he insists on bringing everywhere, even on family trips.

FAMILY DYNAMICS:

DINNER TIME AT THE routledge household is a mix of fun and chaos. john b will often suggest going out for pizza at the last minute, while sarah tries to keep things together with a home-cooked meal. carter usually ends up zoning out, deep in thought, but will pitch in to help with the meal. lily will be talking a mile a minute, telling everyone about her latest school projects, and bennett will likely be making a mess, throwing food around, or trying to sneak extra servings.

JOHN B’S ADVICE TENDS TO come in the form of wild metaphors or spur-of-the-moment life lessons. if carter gets into a fight at school, john b might give them a long-winded lecture about always being true to themselves, complete with dramatic gestures and a smile. bennett, on the other hand, gets random lessons like, “always believe in your gut, buddy,” or “you can’t catch a fish if you don’t cast your line.”

SARAH IS THE ONE WHO OFFERS the more practical advice, gently guiding her kids toward making better decisions, especially when they feel confused or upset. if lily has a school problem, sarah will sit down with her and have a heart-to-heart conversation. she’s always making sure her kids feel heard and understood, even when they don’t know how to express themselves.

FAMILY GAME NIGHT TURNS INTO an absolute disaster with bennett hiding under the table and tossing cards everywhere, lily loudly declaring her plans to win, carter pretending to care but secretly reading a book, and john b trying to come up with new rules to make the game more fun.

SPONTANEOUS BOAT TRIP WHERE john b convinces the family to take the boat out, only for them to end up stranded on a remote island with no cell service. the family has to work together to find their way back, and by the end of it, they’re all laughing about how ridiculous the whole situation turned out.

[LO: ROUTLEDGE HOUSEHOLD]

The camera is fixed on John B lounging on the couch, legs thrown over the back, looking completely carefree as usual.

CONFESSIONAL John B

JOHN B: grinning "Okay, so I had this amazing idea for a family boat trip today. You know, something spontaneous and fun. So, of course, Sarah said no at first, because... she's the responsible one. But you know me—I always have a backup plan."

—Cut to John B attempting to pull off a dramatic wave on the boat, one that results in everyone getting drenched in the process.

JOHN B: Yeah, we ended up stuck on an island with no service, but hey—new adventure, right? And the kids—Carter was all 'Dad, this was a terrible idea.' Like, who needs a working cell phone anyway? We're just bonding, you know? winks at camera.

[Sarah is sitting on a chair with a cup of tea, trying to keep her composure, while her kids are running around in the background.]

CONFESSIONAL Sarah

SARAH: sighs, trying to sound composed "I love John B. I really do. But his version of finger quotes, spontaneous family fun, is basically me signing up for a rescue mission every time. I can't even tell you how many times he's gotten us lost in the last few months alone."

—Cut to John B using a map upside down while trying to "navigate" the family through the woods on their boat trip.

SARAH: See, this is why I handle the family plans. He’s great for... you know, fun stuff and impulsive moments, but for anything else, I’m the one who makes sure we’re not stuck on an island or accidentally swimming with sharks.

—She laughs and takes a sip of her tea, looking over her shoulder as John B dramatically tries to “rescue” Bennett from an imaginary shark attack.

[Carter is sitting at a desk, doing homework but looking exhausted, clearly over it all.]

CONFESSIONAL Carter

CARTER: I mean... the boat trip was a disaster. I was the one who ended up being the voice of reason. Again.

—Cut to Carter arguing with John B on the boat, trying to point out that the island they landed on looks suspiciously deserted.

CARTER: Mom is the only one who gets it. But Dad’s idea of family fun is basically let’s get stranded and see what happens.

Carter puts his face in his hands, shaking his head at the camera, as the sound of John B and Bennett yelling in the background echoes

[Camera pans to Bennett sitting on the floor playing with his stuffed animal, looking up at the camera with wide, innocent eyes.]

CONFESSIONAL Bennett

BENNETT: holding up his toy "This is Mr. Fuzz. He's my best friend. He keeps me safe when I do exploring."

—Cut to Bennett pulling John B into a "fort" built from couch cushions.

BENNETT: "Me and Daddy made a super secret fort! We’re gonna find treasure, right, Daddy?"

—Cut to John B pretending to look for treasure under the couch cushions, while Bennett gleefully hands him random objects like socks and spoons.

BENNETT: “Mommy says I need to clean up, but she doesn't know that this is very important treasure hunting business.”

[Camera fixes on Bennett patting his stuffed animal’s head seriously as if it’s the most important thing in the world.]

CONFESSIONAL John B (Again)

[John B is in the kitchen, pouring himself a cup of coffee, looking pleased with himself.]

JOHN B: "Okay, so—maybe it wasn’t the best idea to get stuck on that island, but you know what? We survived and made some memories. And that’s what counts, right?"

—Cut to Sarah rolling her eyes in the background as John B looks at the camera with a proud smile.

JOHN B: "Plus, Lily got to see a crab up close, Carter learned that Dad’s a genius with a compass, and Bennett thought we were on a secret mission. How could that not be a success?"shrugs as if he’s a hero in a family movie

JOHN B: "And as for Sarah... well, she’s the voice of reason, and someone has to be, right?" winks at the camera

—Cut to Sarah walking by and giving John B a playful, disapproving look.

a/n: meet the heywards + meet the thorntons out now!!

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[falseren]

Rensymmetry post mid-2023

aka. how Rensymmetry rose in prominence as a duo, especially a Ren duo, and Blue River Raceway

Ren and False have always been a duo, and everyone kind of knew about them from HC6 neighbours and MCC (9 Blue Bats). But I think 2023 subtly altered the status quo and pushed False way up to the top of Ren duos. It was made obvious and in-your-face in a way it wasn’t before. Like, she’s his top streamer. All five of his top Twitch emotes are hers, which is absolutely insane considering he’s a regular streamer with his own set of commissioned emotes.

I mention Ren duos specifically because Ren always has dominant duos (usually gay ships) and that kind of overshadows his friendship with a woman. I personally feel like a lot of the status quo re: Ren duos is stuck pre-2023, which I know is a weird statement considering core Rensymmetry events happened before 2023, eg. Blue9, but it still gets a bit overshadowed. It’s been changing and people are acknowledging Rensymmetry (because they are kind of obnoxious LMFAO 😭) but at the same time… for a duo that is so blatantly in your face with a consistent stream of insane crumbs, they’re not getting the attention one might expect.

On several occasions Ren has talked about how False helped him/ was there to support him during his irl issues, and we as the audience can see how they got closer when Ren returned from his hiatus in mid 2023. Ren’s first stream back (with facecam) was him grinding False’s elytra course. Mid 2023 was also when False got involved in BRR.

Re: BRR, it’s a Ren-Etho collab with False joining in with the building, but to me it was quite obvious it was Ren’s baby, and it meant a lot to him. It’s the spiritual successor to his Speedy Pines. It’s something he always wanted to make. It’s a very Ren project — half infrastructure, half racing — and he envisioned a server event (the Grand Prix). It’s quintessential Rendog. He threw himself almost completely into BRR when he returned.

False also spent a lot of time on BRR. Ren mentioned in his HC9 finale that he was very grateful for her and how she helped to make his vision come to life. And since it was such an important project to Ren, I think the kind of support (emotional and creative) that she provided really touched him and snowballed into the devotion + admiration you see now. Like, she became so important to him that he’ll just do anything for her.

You can start to see bits from mid 2023. There’s the TCG stream in which Ren offered to take the heat in case the fans didn’t like that the stream torch (TCG cards) would go to False and not Grian. Ren was being dramatic, but it was also his “anything for you Falsie 🫡” mentality coming into play.

BRR became their playground in which they constantly streamed from there (although not at the same time). While the Lifers were doing Secret Life, Ren was BRRing. While people were at Twitchcon, False was BRRing. Perimeter prank? False and Ren just released their BRR racing episodes. While Decked Out mania was in full swing, they were BRRing. Decked Out open day? BRR. (And False had to act as Ren’s messenger owl because he was away getting food— they were talking about BRR on their own.) Even when Tango did his DO redstone stream, they were BRRing. It’s second nature to them because they love minigames and competing against each other (eg. MCC, the minigame stream they did with Cub in summer 2023).

And then on it went until the Grand Prix which left such a strong impression on Ren that not only did he utter “I cannot think of a more worthy winner” (insane line), he also spent one year planning an irl trophy gift for False (also insane). He really appreciates her in a way that feels like it can’t be undone. They were good buddies before this, but I think it’s quite clear they’ve gotten closer.

Other insane bits include the “Hermitcraft isn’t Hermitcraft without my friend False close by” (which imo is one of the most insane things a hermit can say about another hermit) and Ren ending his last stream on HC9 by playing False’s elytra race. And he said without hesitation that she’s his favourite hermit and one of his best friends. Don’t worry, this is just the beginning, he gets worse.

I was going to flash forward to HC10 but then I remember False popped in on Ren’s Xmas stream on her phone while with family so there’s that. Like don’t you dare her call her toxic and mean when she checks in with Ren even when she’s busy. And Plateup with Cleo.

HC10. Demise 2. Murals. Hats. Armour stands. Multipass.💥💥💥

During Demise 2, I remember False interpreted a message from chat as that chatter thinking her and Ren were “not normal”, and she got vaguely defensive and mentioned something about how you know someone a bit better now and people think you’re not normal (this was after twaddle). Not gonna lie, Demise 2 era twaddle isn’t even that bad. Not when compared to post charity stream twaddle or big business river twaddle.

Anyways you can see they clearly appreciate and adore each other from the random snippets they include in episodes/ FalseLive / False’s featured clips/ whatever Ren’s going on about on stream. They’ve always been sweet but not like this lmfao. Ren in particular is going to explode. “A piece of the puzzle is missing” “MCC isn’t the same without you” okay. False is less obvious about it (because Ren is flying off the handle) but also likeeeee the featured clips… the Instagram comment… being in Ren’s chat… when Ren was singing and she said in chat how can you be so talented… <3

Their friendships is so sweet. And I think it’s cute how it manifests in the way they create on Hermitcraft. Like you really understand why Ren thinks Hermitcraft isn’t Hermitcraft without False. You really understand why False goes to Ren’s base when she needs a creative break from her own base.

[romirola]

Hey! First off, I just gotta say I love your work! The way you characterize everyone always feels so deep and full of thought, and it just adds onto the already interesting stories that you have going.

One character that I always enjoy reading from the perspective of in any fic is Babe, but one thing I've noticed is that there's not a ton done in regard to their dynamics with certain pack members across the fandom. While there are plenty of works out there featuring their dynamic with Asher (of course), Angel, Sweetheart, and sometimes darlin' and sam, I feel that there's rarely any exploration done with their dynamics with Milo and David. Longwinded preamble aside, I'm curious how you would describe your personal view of their dynamic with the two. Is there anything in specific you approach it with when writing?

Thanks!

Hi, Anon! Hey, thanks so much for stopping by and sending this ask. It means so much to me, and I really appreciate it. <3

Babe is an incredibly fun character to write and to read about. I love their tenacity and heart. I love their dry sense of humor, their ability to see the big picture, their courage, and even their vulnerability when the time is right.

As fun as it is to write bona fide Asher/Babe-centric stories, I also really enjoy mixing things up by having Babe interact with other members of the pack. Your question has been so much fun to think about!

I think one thing that's really important to note about Babe is that they are the FIRST unempowered mate of the Shaw Pack ever. That's a lot of pressure. To integrate into a world of magic is hard enough, but to be thrust into the role of beta-mate while trying to navigate this huge change in perspective? Babe strikes me as the type to want to know as much as possible, to fill in all those knowledge gaps as best they can, and to do so on their own because they don't want to be dependent on Asher. I headcanon that Babe can often be found at at the Empowered section of the Dahlia Library, studying as much as they can about not just shifter culture, but empowered society in general. They attend lectures, seek out classes, read on their own. Whatever it takes.

That's something I bring to bear on their relationship with David especially. Babe wants to be a capable, supportive mate to Asher. They want to make sure that his best friend and alpha views them as an asset to Asher, not a burden. So I think when it comes to David, especially early on, they often try to "prove" to him they aren't just some informed-idiot. (Apparently, they discover, that's a common phrase in magical society.) David always saw Babe as a wonderful addition to Asher's life, not so much for their knowledge (though he is often impressed by them), but because of their love for Asher. David sees the difference. Asher is more confident with them. He shares ideas more readily. He takes charge more frequently. He breathes a little easier. And David loves to see that. He never struggles with Babe, finding himself enjoying both conversation and silence with them. And lately, I've even gotten the chance to explore the deep connection I know David and Babe share. My current fic, The Prince Shifter, is an AU where I've cast Babe and David as cousins. Having that dynamic has really allowed me to explore a very comfortable vibes between them. AU and Canon, I think Babe has the guts to always tell David what he needs to hear, and David really respects that. They just... click.

When it comes to Milo, I think he and Babe hit it off right away, much to Babe's utter surprise. They know they come off as stony, stoic, even abrasive. It's usually hard for them to make friends, despite the friendliness and care lurking just below their surface. But Milo seems to take them in stride, never pushing for more than they are willing to give, yet very willing to meet them right where they are. It's fun. The pair really enjoy spending time together, plus Milo loves to see Asher fall in love with his person. There's a really small , brief moment in It Was the First Time (Things Felt Normal Again) where Babe helps Milo breathe as he suffers through a bout of "magic-stroke" (his post-Inversion injuries), and it's honestly a nice moment that I think demonstrates their bond.

Something I should probably also mention that underscores just how much Milo and David appreciate Babe: I headcanon Asher has had a string of truly awful partners. Users, cheaters, and worse. People who just took-took-took from a nice guy willing to give so much of himself over, and expecting nothing in return. It broke Asher's friends' hearts every time to see the relationship crash and burn, usually with Asher feeling devastated. David and Milo initially presumed Babe was going to be the same. Until... they realized, this was different. Babe was different. And they couldn't be more glad.

What do you think, Anon? That was long-winded, but I do so love the opportunity to talk about this stuff! Please do feel free to reach any time!

[el-metmari]

Bibi, the Butcher of Gaza

Oil on Canvas. 75 x 54 cm, 2024

Artist: Mohamed El Metmari©

In 2015, I drew a sketch of this painting for a college art contest. The main reference for it back then and now is a digital artwork  made by "@poderiu" titled "Israel and Gaza."

With the ongoing  Western-led Israeli aggression on Gaza which resulted in the killing of more than 47,160 Palestinians, and wounded more than 111.000, not to mention the journalists and aid workers who were also targeted by Israeli IOF, I felt the urge to turn that sketch into an oil painting as an act of protest.

The painting might not be liked by many of you on this site for how subjective it may appear, but still this is my way of expressing how frustrated I am at what Bibi's cabinet have done in Gaza.

I believe that you need to wear the Palestinians's shoes to know the size of the human suffering that is committed against them and their loved ones.

Truthfully, I am not very supportive of Hamas's military operation. However, we should not be compelled into comparing a nuclear, colonial state to an occupied group of people who don’t have a state, nor an army to defend themselves against this brutal occupation.

Your comments and feedback on the painting is appreciated as always.

M. El Metmari.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

Related to our latest posts + some other shorter ones!

thestarlightfae asked:

Hi Ryu! Hi Katsu! Do you two happen to have a timeline for Vil? By timeline, I mean which of his designs correspond with which ages. Thanks!

Hi hi!

It’s kind of vague, to be honest; the only thing that’s been concrete from the start in our posts is that younger Vil probably had shorter hair. And then we usually jump straight to the freshman!Vil, and with him I am kind of inconsistent; my earlier comics and drawings of him have him with pretty much the same hairstyle that he has now (w/o his bun and his crown though), but these days I draw him with shorter hair as well. For some reason, I like this better than freshman!Vil having very long hair…

I also like to think that Vil only started braiding his hair during his 3rd year at NRC, to give himself more of a regal matriarch look?? But that’s just an idea I’m playing with in my head. In fact, I think the best way to describe it would be to imagine Vil having all kinds of haircuts throughout the years because there is no way he wouldn’t want to play around with this. But what I think and what I draw are two different things…

It’s just like with Crewel. I want his younger self to experiment with hairstyles a lot, but always end up drawing the same one lol

Anonymous asked:

ive seen malleus depicted as a shota, i think thats my favorite of the cast to shotafy next to idia. your thoughts?

Honestly, all of them are great, ever since that one ask I keep thinking about shota versions as the next birthday cards theme, it would be so cool lol

But yeah, Malleus’ upbringing was very complicated, and he looks very cute when he is still clearly very young, but already has this air of a prince about him. Not to mention all the potential difficulties growing up as a little dragon ahem………… I think I draw him this way pretty often, but I should do it more lol

I also love drawing Vil and Ortho and the Tweels and Azul and Rook; I think those are the ones I draw the most. Oh! Sebek and Silver as well.

originalblossomer asked:

Hi! I love your art very much! In fact, I love it so much, I registered on Bluesky exclusively to see more of you. I just wanted to tell you how much I appreciate you. Lots of love!💗💗

Ahhh this is so sweet!! Thank you so much for your kindness!! I hope you keep enjoying my stuff, and I’ll sure as hell keep posting hehe.

Anonymous asked:

Hello! I have to say that, even if i don't really support some of your ideas/ships, i've to admit that your artwork it's simply gorgeous and they inspire me as an artist. My question is, is there any ship that it's just a big no? Or that you find overrated that it just doesn't have any appeal :0?

Thank you so much, Anon! I’m glad that my stuff could inspire you in any way, that’s very cool to hear.

I don’t want anyone to feel bad, so that’s just my personal opinion and I know people who like those pairings follow me, but I really really really don’t care for Leona/Vil and Trey/Jade. There are a lot of Leona ships in general that I don’t really care for, but somehow Leona/Vil squicks even more than Malleus/Leona does.

Anonymous asked:

dont know if this is unpopular but i dont care at all about grim. i love the boys and that's what im there for. grim is a forgettable mascot to me. interested to hear any other takes.

We didn’t really care for Grim at first too, but during our rewatch started to appreciate him more, to be honest. He is not all that bad, and he is kind of cute sometimes.

To be honest, I kind of forget that he and/or Yuu exist a lot of times lol But I like Grim! Especially when he lowers his ears all sadly…

Anonymous asked:

I really love how sharp you draw rook's eyes, very pretty ❤️

Ahh thank you so much!!! <3 I love drawing his eyes! Hehehe

Anonymous asked:

For twst who has piercings and where?

Actually replied here!

Now the art-related asks, starting with the ones about the ADeuce drawing from yesterday:

Anonymous asked:

It look so… peaceful, no sex or anything erotic, only two pal doing homework .… at 2 a.m ?!

Maybe this is why Ace looks so done… he had other plans, but Deuce’s been doing his homework for hours now… it’s so late already and it’s still not over lol

Anonymous asked:

Where the collar? Eh?

THAT’S WHY IT’S TAKING THIS LONG! Poor Deuce is just waiting for Ace to leave so he can put his collar on and finally focus!!

Wow, these two aren’t getting anywhere huh They have a long night ahead of them…

Anonymous asked:

What his skin make of, silicon?

Probably! Very soft one, very pleasant to the touch.

Anonymous asked:

Ortho and Vil are so cute <3 love this little interaction! Ortho has the squishiest cheeks for someone without actual cheeks

Thank you, Anon <3 Ortho absolutely does have the squishiest cheeks! Vil should poke them and squish them as a stress toy lol

Anonymous asked:

OHH RYYYYYYYUUU! That shota jackvil is so GOOD! 💚 and I'm really in love with the way you draw shota Vil 👀💚.

Thank you so much, Anon!! I am happy you like it! <3

Vil is a little charmer lol I love drawing him being a sassy little guy that doesn’t quite fit in with the “normal” boys…

Anonymous asked:

I love how you draw azuls hair, It looks supper fluffy. Like if i were to touch it it would just spring back like memory foam type of fluff.

Thank you so much, Anon!! <3 I feel like I have good and bad days with Azul’s hair… so I am very happy it looks good!

The texture of the memory foam though, this is such a good way to describe it…

Anonymous asked:

Sometime, we don't need sex, just something wholesome like a nerd kiss a crystal star.

Facts.

It’s all about the contrasts…. For now this cute nerd can look wholesome in this outfit <3 For now.

Anonymous asked:

Those armpits.

I have serious problem

You’re not alone, Anon, the stargazer outfit is insane.

Anonymous asked:

That one hell goddess!!

If that was the goddess of Hell… I wouldn’t mind believing in it….

Anonymous asked:

There more you can kiss

This is why Idia didn’t go ask for those wishes in person, because people would start listing things that he can kiss.

Anonymous asked:

Mhmmm, pizza boy… i mean pizza. Yeah, pizza

The boy is also there! And he is waiting for his tip!

Anonymous asked:

*insert SpongeBob meme about the pizza here*

Also if that pizza isn't good, jade better be giving some other sort of food to make up for it.

Oh, he has some mushrooms in a bag in his pocket, do you want some? He wouldn’t mind sharing~

Anonymous asked:

After Lady Floyd we have Jade the delivery man

Anonymous asked:

Blessing us with fem tweels in separate accounts.. i can't thank you enough 🙏🏻

Thank you for appreciating the ladies, Anons <3 And Jade the delivery man lol

It was actually a coincidence, that Jade from the locked acc was supposed to be posted much earlier than that, but the timing ended up being perfect lol

I am glad you’re enjoying it!

Anonymous asked:

I don't know, Leona being too lazy to jerk off, yeah, that sounds so right to me... like so entirely correct...

I don't even have further thoughts on that, it's just like... yeah, that's true

(related to a reply from a week ago)

lol being lazy is art… not just anyone could get this lazy, you know…

[greenleaf4stuff]

Of Convenience – Epilogue (Part 11.2)

(all previous parts of "Of Convenience")

Adar x Celebrimbor (silverscars) political marriage AU, 11th snippet / epilogue, part 2. Adar and Celebrimbor consummate their marriage, aka, make love to one another.

Here be smut! This is at least M rated people. Please mind the rating!

This is it, the Good Stuff(TM)! Again, this is smut, but there is also a lot of fluff and sappiness mixed in here. It's also the final bit for the 'main story' of this AU – though, who knows, maybe I’ll pick it up again for some interludes or some glimpses into everyday married life for those two in the future, though likely at a much slower pace than this one. Thank you, again, to everyone who has joined me on this journey. I appreciate all of you and your support means the world to me. (And also, hopefully, I’ll see you guys in the notes for any future fics of those two I might write. Because I still have a couple ideas and WIPs to work on.) Enjoy, and once again, Thank You! <3 <3 <3

Once they had separated again, Adar appeared much more confident. He used only his right hand as he reached down, grabbed the hem of his tunic, and then began to pull it over his head.

As his long hair began to tangle in the garment, Celebrimbor reached forward and helped him out of it. Like his own tunic and Adar’s armor, they let it drop to the ground, forgotten.

The uruk’s chest was littered with scars as well; burn marks and the remains of old wounds that the elf could not identify. Perhaps, Adar would be willing to tell him about each of them one day.

"You are beautiful," escaped the smith without his permission, but he couldn’t regret the words. Even as Adar stared incredulously at him. "I mean it. I look at you and see beauty."

Celebrimbor wanted to make himself clear. "Maybe not in the typical elven way, but I can see you have survived great strain and terrible hardship. I do not mind the scars. They are a part of you, and I love you."

He knew he was being awfully emotional about all this, but- he had to speak these words. He didn’t want to leave any doubt about what he felt for the other, or how he saw him.

The uruk closed his arms around the elf and brought the two of them together in another embrace. He kissed Celebrimbor’s temple, his cheek, his jaw, and then whispered against his lips. "It has been a very long time since I have been called ‘beautiful‘. And even longer, still, since I believed it. But I believe you."

A pause, a breath. "How have I gotten so lucky? The most decent, the most kindhearted of all elves, and I get to call you my own. You, the one who was willing to see me and my children as more than just Morgoth’s creations."

"You are more than Morgoth’s creation," Celebrimbor said with conviction. "And if you have gotten lucky, so have I."

He dared Adar to disagree with his words by frowning just the slightest bit, until the uruk laughed and pulled him close again. They kissed once more. As Adar let his hands roam, so did Celebrimbor.

Adar’s body certainly was not like an elf’s, but this was not a detriment in the smith’s opinion. He enjoyed letting his hands move over the scars, felt shapes beneath his fingertips whose textures felt new and unique and exciting to him.

Likewise, his husband seemed unable to let his own hands rest either; they moved over the expanse of Celebrimbor’s back and between his shoulder blades, to his arms, up to his neck and then down to his pecs, which the uruk squeezed. The elf gasped into their kiss as a result, and when Adar made to draw back, he caught the uruk's fingers to press them onto his chest again and moaned into the other’s mouth at the resulting pressure.

They soon shed the rest of their clothing, stepping out of their shoes and boots as well as their breeches. Adar’s mouth wandered from Celebrimbor’s mouth to his jaw, his ear, and then his neck.

He was soft with his kisses, mindful of the bruising, until the elf drew his head closer with his hand and groaned as the other sucked his own bruise into the hollow of his throat. 

Celebrimbor didn’t care in the least whether or not someone else would see it, come morning.

Moving against one another sent sparks through the elf’s body now that they were completely bare, and he felt heat rise up his body when he felt how aroused Adar was already.

The uruk grabbed his behind and drew them against each other fully. Both groaned at the contact.

"Celebrimbor-" Adar began. He already sounded breathless.

"Tyelpe," the smith replied, quickly, before Adar could finish his sentence. At the other’s questioning look, Celebrimbor drew him forward and kissed him, before he repeated. "Call me Tyelpe. It’s short for-"

"Telperinquar," Adar finished. He sounded reverent as he said it. Celebrimbor felt himself shiver at the sound of his name on Adar’s tongue. He nodded to confirm it.

"...Tyelpe," Adar repeated the name as if tasting it. In turn, Celebrimbor moved forward as if to lick it out of his mouth. The kiss left them both breathless and flushed.

"...let us move over to your bed," the uruk suggested, quietly, and the elf let himself be walked over without hesitation. Instead, he tried to catch Adar’s lips again. It was like he had gotten addicted to them – their warmth, their softness, the pressure. He couldn’t stop seeking them out.

The uruk was careful as he helped his husband lay down and then moved on top of him. He caught Celebrimbor’s eye as he kept himself suspended above the elf, and only laid down when Celebrimbor stretched out his arms and beckoned him to do so.

Soon, they were moving against one other, rubbing skin against skin as they kissed, hands restless on each other’s bodies.

"What do you want to do?" Adar asked, once they managed to break their kiss for a moment. A fine strand of spit hung between their mouths and neither of them was willing to move far away from the other.

"Whatever you want to do," Celebrimbor replied. To make himself perfectly clear, he untangled his legs from Adar’s and loosely wrapped them around the uruk’s hips, who groaned deeply and thrust down against the elf in response. "If you’d let me, I’d want all of you."

His hips moved up into Adar’s thrusts all of their own. Both of them moaned at the feeling of them sliding against one another.

They could barely control themselves, and Adar eventually had to use his hand to grab Celebrimbor’s hip and pin it to the bed – though gently – so they would not finish too soon.

"Do you have any oil?" He sounded hopeful, even if he looked a bit skeptical.

His expression changed to one of surprise when Celebrimbor reached across and over the side of the bed, only to produce a small bottle, which he pressed into Adar’s hand. The smith felt rather proud of himself in that moment.

The uruk raised his eyebrows. "Do you always happen to have some spare oil nearby, or…" He suddenly narrowed his eyes, though it was clearly playful. "Did you hope this would happen?"

The elf grew just the slightest bit sheepish and fluttered his eyelashes at the uruk. "What can I say? If the the last two days have taught me anything, it is to always be prepared – and not let anything go to waste by holding back."

Adar looked at Celebrimbor with wide eyes for a moment, and then he smirked and shook his head, before he gave his husband another peck on the lips. "My dear, you are full of surprises. I hadn’t expected that you’d be quite so bold in this."

A pause. "I think I like it."

The uruk was careful as he prepared his husband; he took the time to warm the oil, helped Celebrimbor place a pillow underneath his hips and placed one of the smith’s legs over his shoulder. Before he touched the elf, he kissed the side of his knee and leant over him to have a good look at his face.

"Are you still certain?"

The smith smiled brightly at the question, and nodded. "Yes," he took a shuddering breath. "A bit nervous though, I’ll admit. I haven’t done this in a long time."

The uruk leant down to press his lips to Celebrimbor’s forehead, then kissed him deeply. "Me neither. I promise I’ll go slow."

The elf nodded, and held onto the side of the uruk’s face and his upper arm. "I know."

And indeed, Adar took his time. Not only did he stretch his husband, but he also stroked him as he knelt before the elf, twin sensations that kept Celebrimbor relaxed and in a state of near perpetual pleasure.

The elf languished in his position and how it allowed him to watch his husband while the other worked. There was a look of concentration on Adar’s face while he alternated between focusing on his tasks and Celebrimbor’s face, as if to make sure the other was truly enjoying this.

Celebrimbor smiled and made no attempt to hide his reactions; he looked at Adar with hooded eyelids and his mouth half-open, spilling sighs and gasps whenever the other touched him in a particularly pleasant way.

He could tell the uruk was slowly but surely becoming more impatient, though he was good at hiding it. He hadn’t once touched himself, so Celebrimbor stretched out a hand and tried to motion the other to come closer, "Let me do something for you, too."

Adar smiled gently, and used one hand to stroke the space between Celebrimbor’s leg and his lower stomach for a bit. "You don’t have to do anything but lie back. I’ll take care of you tonight."

"Next time, then," the elf insisted cheekily, and then moaned and arched his back when Adar found that sensitive spot inside him.

Whether Celebrimbor’s reaction had been the final straw to entice his husband, or whether he simply deemed him ready, the elf would never know, but Adar soon finished his preparations and began to arrange the elf’s body to his liking.

Legs wrapped high around Adar’s upper body, ankles crossed at the back, the elf let his lower body be hoisted up by an arm around his hip while Adar reached down to line himself up to Celebrimbor’s entrance.

The elf cupped his husband’s cheeks once more, stroking gentle fingers along the scars there. Their faces were so very close. Adar’s eyes were almost black with how dilated his pupils were by that point. He was a sight to behold, with sweat beading on his forehead and strands of his hair stuck to his skin.

And yet, his expression remained so gentle, so attentive.

"May I?" the uruk asked. Celebrimbor nodded, not quite sure if he’d be able to manage any words.

They both sighed and pressed close when Adar began to sink into Celebrimbor’s body. This was not just warmth, but heat that spread through him now.

There was no pain, only a stretch that felt wonderfully intimate, and Adar who seemed to fight his own pleasure to keep his eyes on Celebrimbor, to make sure he was alright.

Trembling with how good he felt, the smith let himself spill whatever words came to him. "You feel wonderful," he said. It was true. "You’re being so gentle with me, so careful, nobody has touched me with such reverence."

"I wish you could see yourself right now. I could look upon you all day. Want to-" his breath hitched and he moaned once more as Adar finally sank in to the hilt and crowded close, rubbing their noses against each other as the uruk tried to catch his breath. "Want to sketch you like this, so you can see how radiant you are-"

With a loud groan, the uruk brought their lips together. The kiss was deeper, more urgent now, it almost felt as if he wanted to drink Celebrimbor down. He wrapped his hands around the elf’s shoulders and behind is head.

They both were breathless when they broke apart.

"Can I-?"

"Yes, please, move-" Adar laughed, very softly, at Celebrimbor’s eagerness, and pecked his lips before he began to follow his husband’s request.

The friction felt downright otherworldly, and the pleasure was only heightened because the elf got to experience his husband’s as well. They moved with each other and quickly found a rhythm that worked for them as they slowly built up the pace.

Still, Adar seemed to hold back. "I’m alright, I feel good- you can let go. I want you to. Please," the elf coaxed the other. It was clear the uruk was enjoying this, with the way every other breath turned into a deep groan and how he couldn’t quite keep his eyes open.

Adar needed a moment to find his words, and moaned when he found a good angle on his next thrust before he answered. "I’m- quite strong-"

"I know," Celebrimbor remembered Adar’s battle prowess. He curled himself up and brought their foreheads together as he clenched down onto the uruk. "I want to feel it. I don’t care about bruising – you won’t hurt me. I know you won’t. I trust you."

This time, it didn’t take long to convince the other, and the smith soon held onto Adar with all his limbs and pressed his face into his neck as his voice rose in pleasure.

Adar hadn’t lied when he said he was strong; the way he snapped his hips down now was intense, but good. He managed to hit every single sensitive spot Celebrimbor had and still, nothing he did hurt, there was only pressure, and bliss.

"It’s good, it’s so good-" the elf reassured the other, encouraged him. "Please, don’t stop-"

They both were reaching for their completion now, desperate in how they scrambled against one another. Celebrimbor smeared spit onto Adar’s cheek as he attempted to speak, could feel the groans – no, growls – the uruk let out against the junction of his neck and shoulder, the way he mouthed at the skin.

"I’m close-" Adar warned through clenched teeth, before he brought his and Celebrimbor’s eyes into alignment again, both their hands around one another’s shoulders and on their cheeks now. "You feel so good, I’m so close-"

"I am too," Celebrimbor replied, breathless, eager, near overcome. "Please, you can-"

"Come for me," Adar asked him instead, and the elf was powerless to do anything but comply with a long moan of Adar’s name. Judging by the way Adar thrust down with all his strength and then shouted, loudly, he was quick to follow.

They were both shaking as pleasure washed over them, their hands slipped on sweat-covered skin, but then renewed their grip and held onto one another.

Celebrimbor couldn’t speak for himself, but Adar was quite the sight. His face was completely open now, and there was no strain, only the euphoria of release and underneath, the love he held for his husband, clear as day.

What a gift, the elf thought, that he got to see the other so unguarded and so content. Would get to see him like this, again and again.

The two husbands collapsed onto the bed in the aftermath. Adar was pressing Celebrimbor into the bed with his own weight, whereas the elf cushioned the uruk’s body with his own. Their grip on one another loosened as they caught their breath, but they did not fully let each other go.

Celebrimbor continued to rest his legs over his husband’s back and stroked fingers up and down between his shoulder blades. When Adar shivered and grew restless at the light touches, the elf moved his fingers into Adar’s hair instead, slowly carding through the soft strands and scratching his scalp.

Adar, too, seemed unwilling to move. His head was tucked under Celebrimbor’s chin where his breath fanned out over the elf’s collarbones. His right hand stroked a thumb up and down Celebrimbor’s hip, whereas his left one – the one usually in his gauntlet – sought of Celebrimbor’s free hand and linked their fingers together.

It was the elf who brought their hands to his lips for another kiss. Adar sighed in response, and rubbed in nose into Celebrimbor’s skin when the elf kissed the top of his head next.

They should probably move and get cleaned up, sooner or later, but for now, Celebrimbor just wanted to enjoy this moment.

He smiled, happy and exhausted, when Adar lifted his head. The uruk, too, looked like he’d soon fall asleep. Which was probably a good thing – both of them still needed to recover from the previous weeks.

As Celebrimbor stroked the back of his hand across Adar’s cheek, the other smiled back at him.

"I love you, Tyelpe," he said. Celebrimbor hadn’t ever seen him look more at ease, more happy, than in this moment.

His own resulting smile felt so wide the elf wasn’t sure how it could still fit his own face.

"I love you too, Adar. My husband."

The uruk reached over and brought their lips together once again. "Indeed. My husband."

[eloaholiveira]

I meant to keep this account clean of venting and personal stuff, but..

Since im barely active, I think I should let you guys know whats up. I have been really suicidal recently, i havent been so depressed in a very long while, I dunno whats wrong, but those past few days have been very scary for me. I havent being able to draw/perform anywhere as good as I used to...

My male budgie, Blu, came to pass away yesterday overnight. He was a old man, and also a widower (his mate died last yesterday) so he was pretty depressed whitout her. He had 3 daughters, who are all with me rn, theyre not the kindest towards me (hehehheh), but I still love them.

Today, my laptops hardware entirely broke, the audio is completly fucked up and blue screens happen VERY frequently. Dell doesnt support the laptop model anymore, and so its life has come to an end. Fixing it would be very expensive, so the idea was to get a new tower.

...except that im very far away from that, which would probably cost around 1000 dollars. I cant take anymore comms until I get to finish the 7 I have. So, I better just give up...

Thanks for all the support you guys have been giving me throught the years, I really appreciate that. And dont worry, Im not going to end myself, at least, not now. I will live, and hopefully will live to see brighter days.