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[acourtofquestions]

"I love you," he whispered in Elide's ear. "I have loved you from the moment you picked up that axe to slay the ilken." Her tears flowed past him in the wind. "And I will be with you ..." His voice broke, but he made himself say the words, the truth in his heart. "I will be with you always."

[pergaminaa]

In a modern AU Aelin would not believe that Dorian’s daughter, at the ripe age of fifteen months would simply walk to her crib and lay down to nap without making any fuss. She has kids of her own, she knows it’s a scam.

She was visiting Dorian one afternoon, and true to what he described: the small child started sucking on her fingers, a sign she was getting sleepy.

“You want to sleep?” Dorian asked his daughter while walking her to the nursery, Aelin in tow.

Arriving at the nursery, Dorian placed the small child in her crib, and she laid down and closed her eyes, falling asleep without as much as make a fuss.

Aelin still didn’t believe it, even though she was seeing it with her own eyes. She has multiple children and nap time is never this peaceful and children naturally reject naps??? Why is Dorian’s kid like this???

“How do you do this?” Unable to contain her curiosity she asked him when they left the nursery a moment later. The infant not making any sound or being upset that she’s left alone. To Aelin, this is not normal.

“Do what?” Dorian asked.

“That. She just goes to sleep without a fuss?”

“Usually. She knows when she’s tired and when we suggest sleep she’s compliant,” Dorian explained. “Although she has her moments, sometimes she refuses to sleep and end up being fussy and cranky,” Now that sounds like a normal infant behavior, not the compliant child that listens to her body’s needs.

“Dorian, you know that cranky is the default when it comes to sleep, right?”

“I guess we got lucky,” Because he appreciates that his child isn’t like most. It could be because of how they parent her, or it’s just her temperament.

Although, if he’s being honest, he knows that his little daughter takes after her mother in more than just looks. It is a fact he is aware of, one that never fails to bring a smile to his face.

[deiaiko]

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[sunsetcurveauto]

Every day you play with the light of the universe...You are like nobody since I love you.

TOG x Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair by Pablo Neruda - Joe, "Every Day You Play"

[colesawicn]

de selby pt.2 sounds like a good end-credits song for the old guard sequel .. jus saying…

[jimvasta]

Humans and their pets

The sentient races of the universe have just about started to get their heads, or approximate similar in function body parts, around the odd nature of humans but only recently have humans begun to bring other Earth creatures into space with them.

“Don't worry about Fluffy, he's totally ship trained.” the human designated Bradley spoke with frightening casualness about the creature sat at his side. It's muzzle was level with his hips and it's forward facing eyes showed it had predator history just as much as humans did.

“It has fangs.” Captain Mota'tog was unimpressed. The permissions were correctly stamped on the file and yet such a creature hardly appeared inoffensive.

“He does not, he's not poisonous. Of course some of his teeth are sharp, he's an omnivore.”

“He's a hunter.”

“He mostly hunts biscuits. He'll scavenge in the canteen from anyone soft enough to feed him. He's a certified well-being dog. People stroke him, he's got really soft fur, it makes them feel better. Look, he's wagging his tail, it means he likes you.”

Mota-tog whistled uncertainly.

“Oh wow!” One of the human engineers arrived at the airlock and dropped her bag as she stared at the dog. “So cute!”

Fluffy jumped round, tail wagging furiously, nuzzling in as the woman buried her hands in his warm soft fur.

“You are totally gorgeous. You're so fluffy and beautiful, you're like a little polar bear. You're here to stay, yes you are.” the woman happily baby talked to the dog who was more than half her size.

Bradley looked at the Captain and indicated. “See. Dogs make us happy.”

“You do all the care for it.”

“Of course.”

There were some false starts with the rest of the crew who were not so trusting of the huge pack hunter in their midst, but over the next few months they slowly learned to trust that the worst he would do was beg for food off their plates at meal times. Some of the braver aliens even began to pet him.

Then an alarm sounded.

Everyone raced to their emergency stations.

Bradley was in the cargo hold, his duty was to check the cargo was safe and secure.

He had quickly trained Fluffy to sit in a corner out of the way. It kept him safe in case anything shifted. The last thing he wanted was for his pet to get hurt by moving cargo.

The clang of magnetic grabs was deafening.

The alert was for a boarding raid.

Pirates.

Bradley cracked his knuckles and picked up a pry bar.

Through the rest of the ship there were varying degrees of panic.

A few of the other species could fight but most looked to the humans, having learned the way they fought when cornered and knowing their best hope to survive was to stay back and wait for the screaming to stop.

“What the fuck is that?!” the shout was shock and outrage. More anger than fear in the moment.

Crouching as it came through the main airlock was a creature taller and broader than anything else on the ship.

“Star spirits preserve us,” Mota'tog whistled. “A Batath.”

“It's a bloody troll is what it is.” Martins snapped.

Everyone froze as they heard the snarling and growling.

It was not coming from the Batath.

Fluffy arrived at speed and leapt, not caring can his opponent was huge. His fur was already matted with the blood of pirates and this was just another opponent.

The humans charged.

The Batath could only concentrate on one enemy at a time, it was used to picking off creatures as they ran, not fighting them off as something had its teeth deep around a knee trying to rip it apart.

The pirates ran when the Batath fell and the gore covered humans turned to face them.

Bradley let himself drop to the deck. “Don't worry, I'm fine. Good boy, Fluffy.”

Mota'tog shook his feathers as he watched the dog go back from snarling killing machine to placid fuss receiver. “I swear to the spirits, all Earth creatures are insane.”

[fruvittea]

a study in crushes

💌﹒→﹒jungwon x reader (college au)﹒ ﹒ ♪

— genre: fluff, slice of life

— word count: 1.1k

— warnings? heart palpitations from all this fluff

The classroom buzzes with chatter and the occasional shuffle of notebooks as students settle in for the lecture. You’re in your usual seat by the window, trying not to glance over at the boy who’s been occupying far too much space in your head lately—Jungwon.

Jungwon, with his soft smile and warm laughter, sits two rows ahead. You’ve never spoken much, just exchanged brief pleasantries when paired for small group work. Yet somehow, you find yourself hyper-aware of him in every class.

Your professor walks in and begins the lecture, but it’s hard to focus. Jungwon’s shoulders shake slightly as he laughs at something his friend says. You quickly look away, feeling heat creep up your neck.

It’s only when the professor announces the semester’s group project that your day takes an unexpected turn.

"Partners will be randomly assigned," he declares, and you hear the collective groan ripple through the room.

Names start flashing on the projector screen in pairs. You wait anxiously, heart pounding as if your name alone decides your fate. And then, there it is: Your Name & Yang Jungwon.

Your head snaps toward him on instinct. He’s already looking back, his lips quirking into a small smile that makes your stomach flip. He gestures to the empty seat next to him. You gather your things, trying not to trip over your own feet, and take the spot.

“Looks like we’re stuck with each other,” Jungwon teases lightly as you sit down.

“Looks like it,” you reply, smiling shyly.

The project requires several weeks of collaboration, and soon enough, you and Jungwon fall into a rhythm. After class, you meet at the library or a quiet café near campus to hash out ideas. Jungwon’s surprisingly organized, keeping your work on track while still making space for moments of lighthearted fun.

“So,” he says one evening as you sit across from each other, books and laptops sprawled on the table between you. “What’s your guilty pleasure study snack?”

You laugh, surprised by the question. “Probably gummy bears. Yours?”

“Chocolate milk,” he admits with a sheepish grin.

“Chocolate milk isn’t a snack,” you tease.

“Says who?” He raises a brow, mock-indignant.

You talk about everything and nothing, your conversations flowing easily. Over time, you start to notice little things: the way Jungwon bites his lip when he’s deep in thought, how his eyes crinkle when he smiles, the way he always waits for you to finish packing up before leaving together.

One night at the library, Jungwon leans back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head. The movement lifts his sweatshirt slightly, revealing a sliver of skin, and you quickly look away, heat rushing to your face. He catches your expression and smirks.

“Are you blushing?” he asks, leaning forward.

“No,” you say too quickly, busying yourself with your notes.

“Sure,” he says, drawing out the word in a way that makes your stomach flutter.

It’s after your fourth study session that things shift. You’re walking back to your dorm, the crisp evening air filled with the hum of crickets.

“Hey,” Jungwon says, his voice softer than usual.

You turn to him, his expression uncharacteristically nervous.

“I was wondering…” He pauses, scratching the back of his neck. “Would you maybe want to hang out sometime? Outside of studying, I mean.”

You blink, caught off guard. “Like… as friends?”

“Not exactly,” he says, meeting your eyes. There’s a vulnerability there that makes your heart race. “I like you. I’d like to take you out—if you’re okay with that.”

It takes you a moment to process his words, but when you do, you can’t suppress the smile that spreads across your face.

“I’d like that too,” you say.

The following weekend, you find yourself exploring the town with Jungwon. The two of you start at a small indie bookstore he’s been raving about, where you end up flipping through shelves together, laughing at cheesy romance novel covers.

“Would you ever read one of these?” you ask, holding up a particularly dramatic one featuring a shirtless man and a swooning woman.

“Only if you dared me to,” Jungwon says, smirking.

After the bookstore, you wander into a nearby park, where a street musician is playing a soulful tune on the violin. You pause to listen, the music weaving a quiet intimacy between you.

“Hungry?” Jungwon asks as the sun begins to dip below the horizon.

“Starving,” you admit.

He leads you to a small food truck park, the air thick with the scent of sizzling meat and spices. You settle on a shared plate of tacos and sit side by side on a bench, your knees brushing occasionally.

“These are amazing,” you say between bites.

“Told you,” Jungwon replies, looking far too smug for someone holding a taco.

The night stretches on, and you find yourselves walking aimlessly, talking about everything from childhood dreams to embarrassing moments. Jungwon tells you about the time he tripped on stage during a school play, and you laugh so hard you nearly stumble.

“You’re not supposed to laugh at my pain,” he says, feigning offense.

“Sorry,” you say, still giggling. “But the mental image is too good.”

At some point, you end up at a quiet overlook, the town’s twinkling lights spread out below like a sea of stars.

“Thanks for today,” you say, your voice soft. “I had a really good time.”

“Me too,” Jungwon says, his gaze fixed on you.

There’s a pause, the kind that’s charged with unspoken possibilities. Jungwon shifts closer, his hand brushing against yours.

“Can I kiss you?” he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.

Your heart leaps into your throat, but you nod.

The world seems to fall away as Jungwon leans in, his lips soft and warm against yours. It’s tentative at first, like he’s afraid to rush, but when you kiss him back, he deepens it ever so slightly, his hand coming up to cradle your jaw.

When you finally pull away, both of you are smiling, your faces inches apart.

“That was…” Jungwon starts, then chuckles. “Wow.”

“Yeah,” you agree, your cheeks aching from how wide you’re grinning.

The walk back to campus is filled with a comfortable silence, your hands intertwined. It feels like the start of something new, something good.

And as Jungwon walks you to your dorm, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead before saying goodnight, you realize that maybe, just maybe, your classroom crush was worth every second of distraction.

✴︎🪷𓈒͏ུུ̑̑. ཉ — by @fruvittea

[wlwsoccerfics]

Smoke(PernilleHarderXMagdaErikssonXTeenReader)

AN: as requested a Hardersson one

Warning: Smoking cigarettes, Asthma mentioned and Google translate used

Summary:your moms find cigarettes in your room.

You had no idea what was waiting for you at Home. But you found out rather quickly. As soon as you walked into the Apartment.

"y/n Smilla Eriksson-Harder!kom till vardagsrummet nu!(come to the living room right now!)" Your Mama(Magda) said in a tone that let you know you were in trouble. Not that the full name use wasn't an idication for that already. You swallowed and walked into the livingroom.

"what's wrong?" You asked, biting down on your bottom lip.

"er der noget du vil fortælle os?(is there something you want to tell us?)" Your mom(Pernille) asked. You shook your head no.

"ikke rigtig!(not really!)" You answered, having no idea what was going on.

"er det sådan?(is that so?)" Your mom tried again. Holding up the Pack of cigarettes,she had found while putting away some laundry in your sock drawer.

"vill du förklara?(care to explain?)" Your mama asked, crossing her arms over her chest. You looked down and sighed softly.

"måste jag?(do I have to?)" You wanted to know. Not really ready to talk about this. Magda looked like she was about to lose it.

"ja! rökning är farligt!(yes! smoking is dangerous!)" She told you.

"din mor har ret! du har astma, kære!(your Mama is right! you have Asthma, love!)" Pernille replied. Trying to bring into some calm Energy cause you Mama was freaking out.

"de är inte mina!(those aren't mine!)" You explained. Sighing softly.

This did calm down your Mama a bit. She was only this angry cause she was stressed. You had a few health scares growing up and she was always worrying about you. Not that your Mom wasn't worried about you but Magda surprisingly sure was the stressed out parent and more emotional.

"hvem tilhører de?(who do they belong to?)" Pernille wanted to know.

"Jeg kan ikke fortælle dig det!(I can't tell you!)" You stated. Looking away. You couldn't tell them cause the cigarettes belonged to your twin brother Iver Jerik Eriksson-Harder. And you were the one that took them away from him cause you didn't want him to smoke them . Worried about his health. You two were 16 after all.

"älskling, jag tror dig.(sweetheart, i believe you.)" Magda answered. "men jag behöver fortfarande veta varför du hade cigaretterna i ditt rum och vem de tillhör." Your Mama spoke up again.

You looked at her and then your Mom.

"Jeg kan virkelig ikke sige noget. kun at jeg bare tog dem fra den person, de tilhører, fordi jeg ikke ville have dem til at ryge. (I really can't say anything. only that I just took them away from the person they belong to because I didn't want them to smoke.)" You wanted to say something else but another voice spoke up. Entering the room.

"de tilhører mig.(they belong to me.)" Your twin brother told your moms. Pernille and Magda looked at him.

"du er i problemer.(you are in trouble.)" Your mom let your twin know.

"jeg ved det. jeg er ked af det.(i know. i am sorry.)" Iver replied and sighed softly.

Your mama hugged you and you hugged back.

"jag är ledsen för att jag anklagar dig!(i am sorry for accusing you!)" She told you.

"det är bra!(It's fine)" You replied and smiled slightly. "nu till dig, du är jordad.(now to you, you are grounded.)" Your Mama said, turning to your twin brother.

"det är rättvist.(that's fair.)" He nodded his head.

Your brother was grounded for two weeks, so you tried to spent as much time at home as possible so he wouldn't be alone so much. But you had practice and games to Focus on. And your new girlfriend. So of ourse you wanted to spent time with her as well.

[acourtofquestions]

credit: Dream World Dweller (on Instagram)

[rendogs-mailbox]

[ a crow very urgently finds its way to ren's mailbox, fluttering with a distressed caw and landing upon it. the sender's letter is so hasty, that in fact, there is no usual seal that he would put upon the envelope. inside is a hastily scrawled message. ]

hello,

i do wish i could greet you formally and i swear i will at a later date. i will introduce myself and do all the formalities, and i will get you a greeting gift, but at the moment, i have a favour to ask of you.

you see, i've been messaging martyn, and he mentioned you, and i found you through the mailing system, and recently he mentioned that he wasn't feeling well. see the other letter packed into this one for reference. unfortunately, due to my own circumstances, i cannot leave my world to go check in on him, and you were someone that he trusted enough to name a dog after, so i thought, why not message you and ask you for help!

i apologize, i am usually very much more collected than this, but i think you can understand why i feel so panicked. please make sure that he's alright?

sincerely,

some guy.

@sincerely-some-guy

[he skims through the letter, reading over what the 'guy' had written. He pauses for a minute at the mention of a dog being named after him, he wasn't aware of that. He doesn't dwell on it, instead pulling out some paper. He knew Martyn had mail, maybe he could send him a letter?]

[he sits down next to his mailnbox, writing out two letters. the first to @itlw-mailbox]

Hi martyn!

I recently got a letter and found myself worried for you. The letter mentioned you not feeling too good recently (and something about a tog being named after me. I'll be honest, i'm quite flattered, but anywhoosle.. ) and I want to check if you are alright. How are you doing? RD

[with that letter written, he sends it off, using a dog sticker as a seal for the letter. now that martyn's letter is off, he decides to send a letter to the.. 'some guy' person]

Dear "some guy",

Thank you for your letter, i've reached out to my friend now. I wish we can also meet formally some day, in better circumstance. For now, I'm going to do what I can.

Also, i gave your crow some water. hopefully this letter is small enough that they dont get too tired carrying it.

Sincerely,

RD

( @sincerely-some-guy )

[shadowdaddies]

It seems I'm going everywhere this spring. May I suggest some road trip headcannons from the TOG and/or ACOTARs group?

(whichever you prefer I love them all)

I'm so jealous, I need a trip lol. I went with TOG for this because they'd be so iconic to roadtrip with imo

Throne of Glass Roadtrip Headcanons

• Aelin plans the trip and insists on driving, only because she lied about where y’all are going and wants to surprise everyone

• She also only packed wine and chocolate for snacks

• Lorcan has packed enough to compensate for everything Aelin didn’t pack (and more)

• Aelin didn’t book a hotel or anywhere to stay, but you’ll be fine because she “knows a guy” literally everywhere you go

• Rowan is riding shotgun at first, but he keeps trying to give Aelin directions with Google Maps so she makes him switch seats with Fenrys

• Fenrys is moved up to shotgun for his superior DJ skills, which even get Manon singing along

• Rowan is frustrated at first that he got moved to the backseat, but eventually gives up and falls asleep for the rest of the ride

• Dorian is watching TikToks on his phone way too loud and showing you all of the funniest ones (he’ll eventually run out of battery and realize he forgot a charger. Manon has one but lies and says she doesn’t so that she doesn’t have to listen to it anymore)

• Aedion starts complaining that snacks aren’t sufficient and we need to stop for real food, and Gavriel agrees

• Manon finds a Waffle House on the route and Aelin agrees to stop there, but Dorian and Lysandra want to go somewhere nicer to eat (they’re overruled)

• Aelin and/or Manon start a fight at Waffle House (but Lysandra is the one who kicks ass)

• You arrive at Aelin’s friend’s house where you are all staying, and it’s way nicer than you all expected

• Lorcan doesn’t trust it and says he won’t stay there, until Elide convinces him it’ll be fine

• It would be the nicest vacation you’d ever been on, and it’s really best if you don't ask Aelin questions about how she pulled it off

[jadegretz]

Miss Spencer: Shadows Under the Spotlight by Jade Gretz

Title: "Miss Spencer: The Tag Team Showdown"

The arena was buzzing with excitement as the crowd packed into the stadium, their cheers echoing through the massive dome. Spotlights sliced through the darkness, illuminating the ring in the center of it all—the stage where only the fiercest, most skilled fighters would prove their worth. This wasn’t just any wrestling match. This was the grand Tag Team Extravaganza, a spectacle that had been building for weeks. The air was electric, charged with anticipation.

Rebecca Spencer, known to the world as Miss Spencer, stood backstage, her heart pounding with the rhythm of the crowd’s cheers. Dressed in her signature schoolteacher-themed outfit, complete with glasses and a sharp, no-nonsense expression, she took a deep breath. Her nerves were well hidden beneath the mask of professionalism she’d perfected over the years, but inside, she could feel the familiar adrenaline coursing through her veins.

Tonight’s match was unlike any other. It wasn’t just about showcasing her technical prowess or outsmarting her opponent. This was a tag team match, and standing beside her was her partner for the evening—Daisy.

Daisy, the brash, tough-talking cowgirl with an attitude as sharp as her spurs, was pacing a few feet away. Her fringed vest and boots glimmered under the flickering lights of the locker room. She was all fire and swagger, the polar opposite of Miss Spencer’s calm, calculated demeanor. And yet, their unlikely pairing had garnered more attention than any match before it. The world was waiting to see if the disciplined, methodical Miss Spencer could truly work alongside the unpredictable and wild Daisy.

“Ready to kick some butt, teach?” Daisy flashed a confident grin, adjusting her hat. Her voice carried that unmistakable Southern twang, playful but with an edge.

Miss Spencer adjusted her glasses, her calm eyes betraying nothing. “Always, Daisy. But let’s remember—this isn’t about brute force. We need strategy.”

Daisy rolled her eyes, cracking her knuckles. “Strategy? Honey, my strategy is knockin’ heads tog …(see the rest of the story at deviantart.com/jadegretzAI). For more supergirl, chun li, batgirl, tifa, lara croft, wonder woman, rogue and much more, please visit my page at www.deviantart.com/jadegretzai - Thanks for your support :)

[eregyrn-falls-art]

Long Beach Island, NJ - Sunrise with dolphins 10/05/24

For the final sunrise of the week, I got several nice bonuses! Even if the sunrise itself wasn't the most spectacular of the week, and for some reason it was really blowing out my camera's lens (seen especially on the 4th pic down, but you can see it in most of the ones with the sun actually risen). But the morning made up for it with DOLPHINS.

First: the reason for all of the pick-up trucks parked along the surf-line (they stretched as far as the eye could seen in both directions) was because it was the opening day of the 70th Annual Long Beach Island Surf-Fishing Tournament. Fish include: striped bass, bluefish, red drum, kingfish, and tog (of which I have never heard). It runs for 9 weeks, but I guess Opening Day is a big thing.

And that is probably also the reason for the dolphins. I'd been wondering if we'd see them, as we hadn't spotted them all week. Maybe the stormy seas kept them further off-shore? Along with the schools of fish? But this was great weather for opening day, nice and calm, and the fish were clearly pretty close in. I could not only see dolphins heading purposefully south down the coast, but occasionally I'd spot a scrum of them feeding for a moment, before continuing on. There were lots of them, too. It was super cool.

As I've mentioned before, I also just really love it when you get this very bright sea under the darker colors on the horizon.

Also included, one more time, my friends the long barge-like thing and the shorter boat that I could never tell what it was. In the pic here, which is probably the best I got all week, it almost looks to me like there's a cable coming off the bow of the barge-like boat? So I wonder if the other is a towboat, pulling it? But why? I don't know how to find out.

With that, we packed up for the drive home. It was a lovely week spent listening to the ocean, and I miss that already.

[ID. A video panning along the beach and ocean just before the sunrise. It starts in the north, and pans all the way around to the south. Many pick-up trucks can be seen parked along the beach, near the surfline; there are many people on the beach as well. And surfers can be seen in the water. End ID.]

(I'm surprised it let me upload even this one video! Tomorrow for sunset I'll upload the one with the dolphins.)