#uuuhhhh yeah. my thoughts.

[abrahamvanhelsings]

if you would ever like to elaborate further on the mountain dog/hunting dog joplittle dynamic you mentioned in the tags of that “Blanky about to lose his leg” gifset…. inquiring minds are simply piqued 👀

hi sorry that this took me. FOREVER. i didn't have time to answer the ask at first then i did it halfway and didn't have time again and i promise you this ask has been hounding me (hah hah) since the day it appeared in my inbox but i never seemed to be able to make the time to reply to it asfjdfjfd anyway! here it is now :')

ok im basing the idea of hunting dog = jopson and mountain/working dog = little on their respective personalities, the way they seem to think and how they react to specific circumstances. and slightly on their physiques as presented in the series but that's of minor importance. ofc both of them are loyal and listen well to superiors - to one man in particular, which is fairly common among dog breeds as well (i.e. whoever trained them), so that's not necessarily distinctive, but it does ofc make them dog-coded in general. but there are many many ways in which to be dog-coded and they're very different abt it so!

why i think jopson is more hunting dog coded is bc he is extremely competent, but quietly so, not noticeable until it becomes necessary. he's very skilled at providing specific information about the crew and the general goings-on around terror to crozier, and he becomes more focused in highly tense situations - in fact these are moments where he specifically stands out for how well-suited he seems to the task. and he is not aggressive, but there is definitely a sharpness to him that he can and does direct to those who threaten him or crozier first and foremost.

and all that really does remind me of hunting dogs - a good hunting dog is extremely well-trained, knows exactly what he is supposed to do, listens to commands, and stays at his master's side. im thinking especially of pointing dogs, i.e. dogs that point a hunter in the direction of prey that they have sensed:

these are of course very precarious situations wherein a hunter relies on his dog to steer him, and if hunter or dog make a wrong sound or movement, they may alert prey to their presence. there's a a correspondence here between dogs trained for these moments of focus to jopson, who is crozier's silent aid but also excels in such tense situations, and who is decisive, swift and capable. and i think it's really funny that being 'birdy' is a wanted trait in these dog types, bc 'i've shot smaller hawks than you' the comparison literally writes itself. also, pointers/setters tend to be lean dogs, which i think coincides well with jopson's natural elegance and grace

edward on the other hand is supposed to be sturdy, good-natured and broadly dependable. he appears increasingly anxious in the series, but that is because he is shouldering a lot of responsibility throughout it all. he'll take the insults and he'll take the extra tasks and he'll do it with barely a complaint. in fact it makes me think of the fact that dogs treated badly can come to exhibit traits that are not desirable in the breed at all. imo edward in ep 1 displays what i would call the desirable traits of, say, the bernese mountain dog, but events and crozier change that very rapidly.

you can fuck up any dog if you treat it badly for long enough, and edward is an abused dog to me.

id also say that edward is generally amiable, though he will make a point when he feels it is absolutely necessary, and he does have an innate want to protect what or whom he finds important, though he is seldom if ever very aggressive about it. he has an intense feeling of responsibility for the crew and the expedition as a whole, set against his feelings of loyalty towards crozier, who he wants to please almost at any cost as well. and then of course he also has a large family.

'search and rescue work'. yeah. and then of course mountain dogs are generally of a sturdy build. obviously matthew mcnulty is no absolute unit but by god the series tried their hardest to make edward appear like a well-built countryside boy. and by god does he try to carry every burden ever on those shoulders, like a dog pulling a cart bc that's what it was trained to do and it was enjoyable once. and he seems practically immune to scurvy and fares well in the cold, which, again, very mountain dog of him.

additionally, newfoundlands (neptune!) aren't mountain dogs, but they're big, sturdy, excellent swimmers, and therefore often used for rescue, so that's also a breed i associate with ned.

[darlingcloudie-9]

this is my…… alter ego- ANITA MAXWYNN. ANITA MAXWYNN

[arc-misadventures]

I'm A Witch, Jaune!

Jaune: Wait... Hold up now... You're a witch, Ruby?

Ruby: I'm a witch, Jaune!

Jaune: Really...?

Ruby: What... you don't believe me...?

Jaune: Sorry, the olive drab coat, and the bullet proof vest, and other military appeal, and equipment. I took you for a gun girl, not a witch.

Ruby: ...

Ruby: That's fair...

Jaune: And, I've never seen you use magic potions, or general magic before either.

Ruby: Yes you have! I threw a potion that froze, Cardin solid! Remember?

Jaune: That was a potion? I thought it was a grenade.

Ruby: ...

Ruby: That's also fair...

Ruby: But, I can fly on a broom. See!?!

Jaune: Holy shit! She's a witch!

Ruby: Ha! Told you, but I don't use wooden brooms these are old school, and lame!

Jaune: They are, then what do you use?

Ruby: Want to see my girl?!

Jaune: Yes...?

Ruby: AWESOME!

Jaune: Ahh?!

Ruby: Wait, right here! I'll be back with her in a moment!

Jaune: ...

Jaune: Why do I have a strong sense of foreboding now...?

~~~

Yang: Hey, Jaune! Waiting for someone?

Jaune: Hey, Yang. Yeah, I'm waiting on, Ruby to show me her broom.

Yang: Oh, so she told you she was a witch.

Jaune: Yeah. Honestly just thought she was a gun girl with a weird arsenal of thingmabobs.

Yang: Yeah, I feel that way to.

Jaune: So, what's her broom like?

Yang: Ahh yes... her 'broom...'

Jaune: Well... I expected as much...

Yang: Yeah. Sis can be surprisingly predictable...

Jaune: More so than she can... AHH?!

Yang: The hell?! RUBY?!

Ruby: Behold, Jaune! My girl!

Jaune: You're broom is a metal pole with a jet engine on it?!

Ruby: Yeah! Isn't she beautiful?!

Jaune: Uhh... yeah... let's go with that...

Ruby: You want a ride?!

Jaune: Uuuhhhh No.. no... motion sickness, and other things...

Ruby: Okay! Well, I gotta get going, Dad told me to pick up sine chicken for dinner later! Ruby, AWAY!

JY: ...

Jaune: Yang...?

Yang: Yes, Jaune?

Jaune: Since she has a jet engine attached to her broom...

Yang: Yeah...

Jaune: How many times has she either crashed, or blown herself up ?

Yang: Yes.

Jaune: Yep... totally predictable...

Yang: Totally...

[theadhddimsenion]

Some incorrect quotes by me.

Blitz and Charlie's meeting after mastermind and Charlie's failed attempt to rebrand i.m.p as something less murderous.

Blitz: look princess we've got to make a living and frankly I could care less about helping a bunch of dipshits who already blew their chances suck face with your crusty grandpa some day! No offense Anthony.

Angel: none taken.

Blitz: besides just think of it as new clientele for you little hotel thing!

Loona meeting fizz.

Blitz: loonie say hello to your uncle fizz.

Loona: uncle fizz?

Uncle fizz: *jumps out of nowhere making a strange sound and doing a weird squidward dance*

Loona: *screams and punches hin away*

This next one is set after Barbie and blitz sorta reconcile at least to the point where she doesn't hate him anymore but still can't look at him without having flashbacks so they are still apart and is trying to take loona on her idea of a "girls night out with her auntie barbie". It doesn't end well.

Loona: barb.

Barbie: auntie..

Loona:*slightly annoyed* auntie Barbie. Do really think this is a good idea?

Barbie: of course fucking not that's why where doing it!! Jimmy the big stuff!

Sinner jimmy: on it!

Loona: *about to say something but Barbie cuts her off*

Barbie: yes he's 18 I'm horny not a predator.

Loona: *while watching in fascinated horror as Barbie does curious amounts of drugs* ok but I'm not sure this is what my dad meant by "family bonding time".

Barbie: *not hearing her* I learned this trick from angel dust himself check out. *faceplants into a block of cocaine and starts rolling her head in it*

Barbie: aw yeah here we go bitches!!

Loona: *tries to scoot away as her auntie starts rambling about how both her brother and her did angel dust and how that was a funny coincidence*

Barbie: before I'm so high I can't form coherent thoughts I should probably tell you that I spiked your drink with houndsbane.

Loona: *does as spittake* WHAT!?!

Barbie: *on the verge of being to high to think properly* relax below 8 grams and you'll just be in the clouds for an hour or two.

Loona: *already beginning to trip balls* you really are my dad's sister aren't you?

Barbie: yep!

What fizz and Ozzie where doing during sinsmas.

Fizz: Ozzie your sweet but this is getting ridiculous. *cut to fizz under a pile of expansive gifts*

A few quotes from my oc Finn the infestor!

"Uuuhhhh fizzy clown dude! I found your limps you uh want them back?"

*Fizz glaring at him*

"I'm sensing a maybe?"

"Hey it's not millie's fault she's inbreed!" *millie punches him In the gut*

"ARRRGGHHHHH!!!! CLORIENIE! IT'S IN MY GILLS AND IT BURNS!!!!"

"SWEET LADY LEVIANTHAIN A TALKING HOUND!"

"Can't most hounds do that?"

"Fucking what!?! What other lies have I been living!"

While battling his uncle Ronaldo inside of blitz's mind.

"No! Not the gilly willy!!! Anything but that!!!"

Moxxie awakens to find that it wasn't blitz in his room this time.

Moxxie: sir I though you said you where going to st!

Finn: oh hey little dude just so you know you where having the dream about your parents bring murdered and I had the late night munchies so I came in for some late night snack and boss man was here an hour ago said he had to remove all the hidden cameras.

Moxxie: WHAT!?!?!?!??!?!!!!

[olialia]

I've been playing Hades 1 & 2 this month. I love it so far. I finished the main storyline of the first game, so I'm playing both at the same time now.

Second game seems much harder to me, my first clear took 20 tries in Hades 1, but 2 took me 21, and I barely did it. I thought I would be better at the game since I played the first one, but playstyle seems a lot different.

Yeah so in some places it says Melinoë is a "bringer of nightmares and madness" and you can't be cooler than that as a game protagonist. I really like the fact that she's the opposite of Zagreus. She seems more like me, and I don't see many characters I can play as myself that has a similar personality to me. I like this feeling :)

I did a little fanart, just experimenting with paper and pencils. I'm not entirely happy about it, but I don't care at this point no one will look at it that close.

Uuuhhhh this post is becoming a little all over the place, so I'll not explain further. Bye bye!

[sol-lar-bink]

Wanted to finally try some new games/ genres while im hiatus-ing. Started playing Pikmin 1 a few days ago. I've played the 4th demo, but as a gamecube kid, I thought starting with those would be more fun. And it has been fun! Slowly figuring things out… losing… so many pikmin… the horrors…

And then I wanted to try a visual novel/ dating sim. Found a cheap one on Switch, used gold points so I only had to pay like 60p (pennies) It uuuhhhh… yeah, yup. Very typical… anime… tropes… right off the bat. I don't know how to feel, but I've rolled my eyes a few times 😂

I wanna see it through though, but ffs I've been so tired and busy… And December is gonna SUCK!!! I have so much cover at work 😭retail sucks.

[lemon-wedges]

3, 6, 7 for tiger and bunny?

3. a character that fandom has helped you appreciate

Hmmm I haven't really been in the fandom too long to get this yet. Mostly been watching the anime then reading doujin/looking at taibani. I'm sure it'll be one of the newer heroes tho. I'm not Too into them except for Ryan. So I'm hoping fandom is doing something fun with them

6.something you see in art a lot and love

Uuuhhhh THE TAIBANI PRINCESS CARRY??? I mean it is Their signature but I love the casualness in fanart sometimes. Like yeah let bunny carry that man as a TREAT.

7.your favorite tropes to read/write/draw

Out of the bajillion doujin I've been reading so far my fav tropes are. Kotetsu feeling guilty for being jealous over the thought of bunny having like a real relationship with someone meanwhile bunny is off to the side consumed with lust. Horny grip and everything. Ahahaha

And also the classic tiger getting hurt and bunny being all angsty

What do EYE like drawing tho? Bunny in love 😊

[scaly-freaks]

20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you to @sapphire-writes for the tag!!

1. How many works do you have on ao3(or masterlist)? - 6

2. What’s your total ao3 word count? - Used to be around 500k but since I deleted fic, it's at 231,093

3. What fandoms do you write for? - House of the Dragon is the only one I'm currently active in (and also one drabble for Dune)

4. Top five fics by kudos - I only have 3 on AO3 ><

5. Do you respond to comments? - Yes (I love it when people yap, and I get to yap back)

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? - Uuuhhhh Your Skin Makes Me Cry though it's now deleted.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? - Burning Jasmine

8. Do you get hate on fics? - Nothing that I consider hate

9. Do you write smut? - It's not my favourite thing to write, especially since it's requested so much. If the mood strikes, maybe, but honestly the psychology behind a particular smut scene is more interesting to me than just writing it all out (or the sexual tension beforehand).

10. Craziest crossover? - Now what if I threw Aegon into the pit with Feyd-Rautha

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? - Oh yeah.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? - Not in this fandom, but yes.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? - Nope

14. All time favorite ship? - Aegon x Amara (gotta rep the home team)

15. What’s a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will? - (I deleted it so we shall not speak of it)

16. What are your writing strengths? - Character Studies

17. What are your writing weaknesses? - Plot progression

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language? - Oooh stunnin'!

19. First fandom you wrote in? - BTS (and it was FUN, esp bc it was the HYYH era with all the lore and stuff)

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? - Cherry Wine Stains

[hillery]

batwheels adult swim: ducky meets his twin

*one day ducky,snowy and prank are walking on the gotham*

ducky: there's no one to stop us before the bat Wheels can be a very Usual by defeating the bat company

prank: it's nothing so bad, ducky just a little impressed my jokes are prank

snowy: well the batwheels can be a superhero when they defeat the villains like "working together"

ducky: oh come on there's nothing to stop us before we're just going to the Amusement Mile and then beat the batwheels and finally take the batcomputer for easy peasy

ducky: uh hello

ducky: (surprise) AHHH!? wait a minute. how did you get into the gotham??...ohh....I thought you just found the between our world doesn't it? wah.. I love between our world between our world like the portal on the canterlot *laugh* I love my twinings ooohhh twinings huh?

ducky: uuuhhhh yes. i gets

ducky: hey guys look this is a twinning. a twinning looks like a part of the canterlot. oh it was a different outfit me without outfit and you with the outfit oh. I saw you being exhausted about this. I like exhaust so am I hi I'm twilight Sparkle, what's your name?

prank: wait a second I thought ducky was real but' that was the same boat

snowy: uhhhh which one is the real ducky?

ducky: i am ducky

ducky: no i am ducky

ducky: no i am ducky!!

ducky: I AM DUCKY!!!!

ducky: *shhhh* not just a real ducky. the twin ducky

prank: ohhhh

snowy: mmm i see

prank: the twin looks familiar does it?

ducky: hey my twin why don't we go home and I'll show you to the parkam scrapyard all around

ducky: uh...sure

*the zoomers when back home in the parkam scrapyard*

ducky: wah wow, ducky. this place is looks like the home like outside

ducky: it sure is, Ducky it was my classy and Sassy but your classy and sassy too aren't ya?

ducky: no but yeah a little bit classy and Sassy but' I was so funny. right?

ducky: *Laugh*

*the badcomputer arrived*

badcomputer: ducky? what are yo- HUH!?

(badcomputer see the two duckies)

badcomputer: hold on a second. what's this two of you? they're look like two ducky's

ducky: no badcomputer it's the twin a two duckies like different they just getting on to the portal on the Gotham it between our words like….twins

badcomputer: the twins?

ducky: uh huh??

ducky: hello…i'm duck toy boat amok amphibious

badcomputer: duck toy boat amok amphibious well it's nice to meet you ducky so where did you came here?

ducky: well when I'm getting out to the portal because I think the photo was looks like a Gotham I am not a humanoid or half duck I am the ducky boat and when I just look at the mirror but I don't look so bad and I just say we're in the gotham world

badcomputer: oh I see I saw your gang just be grateful to you isn't it..Oh you mean the YouTube freaks the archemagic of Sunset Shimmer?

ducky: yes

badcomputer: hmmm..well maybe someone else know that you're the villains

ducky:I was just a YouTuber but I'm just pretended to be a villain

ducky: I wouldn't say that.

@vinylv1 @gamerdiana @bamthebatmobile @thatstoopidduckyboat

@quizzthesillyhelicopter

[rotteneldritchhorror]

bab mang fox chi nard gold

Lin I hate you /j

By ‘bab’ I’m assuming you mean Baby, to which I have literally no solid headcanons— maybe Demigirl ace lesbian? But idk- she’s too plot relevant for me to get silly with her lol (also too humanoid- not fun enough /hj)

Mang I assume = Mangle

To which I say: transneufemme polygender genderfluid xenogender xenogenderfluid girlboything :) ya know- the vibes! Also uses She/he/they/it/xe/lobe/brain/🧠 pronouns :) also pan, also has the Autism, ADHD, BPD, psychosis/schizophrenia and PTSD (also is partially blind and has balance issues because of the… ya know… also probably has grip issues and maybe hypermobility) also his endo head is a separate person who can think for themselves and has its own consciousness (though probably shares the gender and disorders and shit with mangle)

(Also- in my lil monster au in my brain- they’re a shapeshifter with the restriction of keeping her color scheme, the endo head and the fact that they’re a fox- but the arrangement of it’s body, organs, skeleton, fur, etc can be shifted and changed at will, the endoskeleton looks like striped metallic tentacles/tendrils wrapped around silvery bones and the endo head is a metallic grey skull with a few red veins and an eye still attached)

Assuming you mean regular foxy when you say ‘fox’

Pirategender cis man lol, uses he/it and maybe she? Either poly(sexual/romantic) or bi, probably prefers masculinity and androgyny over femininity, has Autism, ADHD, psychosis, BPD and is a triple amputee (both legs below the knee and left hand). His eyepatch is fully for aesthetics- there’s nothing wrong with its eye lol

(For my monster au thing he’s just an anthro fox covered in badly healed scarring— idk what to tell you- that’s an anthropomorphic pirate fox??)

Again- assuming you just mean basic chica (and not the other more fun chicas >_>)

Classic chica is absolutely transfemme Demigirl (or maybe demigender girlthing (gender neutral)) and demisexual lesbian- also AuDHD and PICA

Also I feel the need to show you the ‘extras’ part of my notes app hcs lol

She round <3 Floof feathers :)

Also:

Assuming by nard you mean fucking ennard lol

I’m gonna be honest— I never got that attached to sister location— so idk- ennard is genderqueer and genderfluid (and probably fluidflux) and either aroace repulsed or pan lol, idk- autistic and full of rage.

Idk if you mean gold as in golden Bonnie or golden Freddy but I’ll assume Freddy

Uuuhhhh again idk… yeah I’ve got literally nothing… idk why I never thought of golden Freddy headcanons???? I think it’s the same situation as Baby where they’re too plot relevant for me to be silly and have fun lol

[andromedaexists]

andi!! my fellow and favourite myth reteller of the greek persuasion. talk to me about descecrate, about call me icarus. whatever you like! 💥🤒🎧🌑🕳💡

krys!!! my fellow and favorite myth reteller of the greek persuasion! how is Namesake going??

💥 - What is the main conflict of the wip?

I already answered this one for Call Me Icarus, so imma do Desecrate this time!!

The main conflict of Desecrate is two-fold: internally Kit has to confront the fact that he is rescuing a divine being, that he is rescuing his God, while externally he has to defy the Catholic Church in order to free the captive God.

🤒 - Is there whump in the wip? What kind?

oh ho ho this one is mighty fun for CMI.

Yes of course there is whump in CMI. Whump is like the cornerstone of Call Me Icarus, it is my bread and butter at this point honestly. The way I define whump is "taking a character and placing them in physically painful or psychologically-damaging situations" (because I know other people have diff definitions)

So, with that, basically all of CMI is whump. however, there are specific scenarios that I feel need mentioned:

The one and only sex scene between Icarus and Apollon where Icarus initiates the entire thing by legitimately shattering Apollon's mind and heart

The entire paranoia/anxiety hallucinations thing Icarus has going on (oh wait, i don't think i've talked about those yet...)

Achilles. just... Achilles. (i'm so sorry to anyone who's become attached to Patroclus)

Icarus deals with a lot of pain always. He's my literal punching bag and resident multi-year burn victim

🎧 - What are the first three songs on the playlist?

yeah okay i just went to look this up and Spotify updated??? what the fuck is that new sidebar, gimme the old one back. like, why the fuck is my folder organization gone??? why are playlists out of order??? who thought this was a good idea?? they were wrong

anyways, i think Desecrate will be the more interesting playlist to look at:

He Is by Ghost

Maybe IDK by Jon Bellion

The Night Does Not Belong To God by Sleep Token

🌑 - Is there reoccurring symbolism? Motifs?

oooooo there is recurring symbolism and motifs in both CMI and Desecrate, though they are more fleshed out in CMI.

First off, feathers. Feathers are a big thing in CMI (i should add more honestly...). There's also fire, that's a big reoccurring motif. uuuhhhh Icarus is autistic so I've written him to pick up on reoccurring symbolism but I can't really go too into depth on that yet because i haven't written it it's not going to start popping up until the end of the book

🕳 - What’s a plot hole you just can’t seem to fix?

i just.. cannot write a smooth progression from Icarus hating Apollon to Icarus loving Apollon again. It eludes me

Also, I've mentioned like multiple times that Icarus is the one who wants to tear down ATLAS but you know what the bitch never once mentions in story until it's forced upon him??? tearing down ATLAS. How did we go from Icarus just trying to cobble together a family to him being all "grrrr trauma burn them to the ground"??? I need to fix that and i just don't know how to yet

💡 - What inspired the wip? When/how did you first get the idea?

I also talked about this one for CMI already, so let's talk Desecrate!!

This idea is much more recent and was inspired by a class I took last semester (Ancient Christianities with Dr. Larson, if anyone remembers me complaining about that class lol)

Basically, towards the end of the semester we covered gnosticism and marcionism and how they were pretty immediately labeled heretical and buried and the only reason we really know that much about them is because of the Nag Hammadi.

So then my brain started creaking and turning and I thought: what if the Catholic Church was preceded by Marcionites instead of the proto-orthodox Christians?

Then, that snowballed into more (regrettably) predictable position of: What if the MC wanted to fuck God?

And thus Desecrate was born

[nazumichi]

hiiiiiiiii 💕💕 what are your thoughts on ogatami spoonification?

um. my thoughts are. eheem.

ok so it’s my unfortunate belief that shirou largely ignores the existence of his bed, because he usually substitutes his office chair for it seeing as he will work himself away. he sleeps in a chair or simply not at all. now marie is…. she’s got the illusion of someone who values her health (i wont open this can of worms, but im saying that she doesn’t sleep anywhere like he would).

MOVING ASIDE FROM THAT.

i think they switch. they are. like that to me. because he’s you know, an extremely protecting person no matter the situation, i think after the phase of “…… this is my informant……” he takes it upon himself to play this role no matter the circumstance. and she thinks he’s on some bullshit for that, but she’s plenty fond of the attention, extremely. this doesn’t tie in with the “one nice thing would absolutely wreck her” idea at ALL. but yes she does think he’s on his “i don’t need the same things other’s do, it’s unnecessary compared to the role i play” crap so she switches with him. because she thinks he has the wrong priorities sometimes and likes to keep him surprised.

but mostly i think they just sit on the floor and sleep, pass out on the couch. they are not good at this and michiru thinks they’re both weird for it, before she flops onto the couch as well.

[flying-kanery]

Ezra Finds Out!

Here's a lil' fic for y'all!

~Time for some season one vibes~

“Again.”

Ezra once again tried to dodge or block each milk carton that flew his way.

He dodged about 25%, blocked about another 25%, and got hit by about 50%. He knew the kid couldn’t see it, but he was making good progress.

“Ugh, why am I so bad at this?”

“Hey-”

“And why do we have to do this with milk?” The kid’s clothes did have a few spots of the blue liquid here and there. They just…didn’t really have anything else expendable enough just lying around to use as “ammunition.”

“Yeah…sorry about that, kid. C’mon, let’s take a break.” Kanan sat down and patted the ground next to him. Ezra came and sat down beside him.

The tall grass of Lothal swayed in the wind as the two sat in comfortable silence. Kanan looked over at Ezra to find that he was already gazing back at him. The two smiled. There was just such a peaceful, loving, safe energy between them. And to Ezra—it was refreshing. He finally felt like he was at home. And not only did Kanan recognize that, but he was extremely grateful for it. He never thought he’d be able to make a kid who felt as lost and alone as he did at that age feel safe and secure, but he was so glad that he and Hera had somehow miraculously been able to do it…Although, the fact that Hera had been able to bring him that sense of warmth and security didn’t surprise him.

“Kanan, have you ever been in love?”

“What?” Kanan was abruptly taken out of his thoughts.

“Have you ever been in love?”

“Uh…kid, why are you asking me this?”

“Well…I don’t know what the Jedi teach about…that kind of stuff and…let’s just say I’m dealing with some of that stuff right now.”

With who? Kanan wanted to ask, but he already knew the answer.

The amount of things wrong with this. The fact that the kid had a crush on Sabine who—for various reasons—would never reciprocate, the fact that he was actually that oblivious to him and Hera, and the fact that Kanan would have to somehow formulate an answer to his question.

“Well,” Kanan started, “the…traditional Jedi teaching is that forming attachments, especially romantic ones, is dangerous because they can make you act irrationally and prevent you from focusing on the greater good for everybody.”

“Oh.”

“But,” Kanan continued, “just because you believe in most of what the Jedi teach, and call yourself a Jedi, doesn’t mean you have to agree with all of their teachings. Everybody makes mistakes and, due to my own experiences, I firmly believe that they were wrong about that.”

“Due to your own experiences?”

Kanan hesitated. After a moment he responded, “Yup.”

Another moment passed.

“So you have been in love.”

Kanan laughed. Then, took a moment to think about it.

She won’t mind, I mean, they are a family. And she probably thinks he’s already figured it out. I’ll just tell her after.

“I am in love, kid.”

“WHAT?! WITH WHO?!”

“Woah there, pal. Calm down.”

“Just tell me who!”

“Think about it for a minute. See if you can find the answer yourself.”

Ezra tried. Kanan could see him thinking long and hard.

“Uuuhhhh…I don’t know! I mean, who do we even see often enough that it would make sense for you to be in love with? I mean, there’s Hera, but you guys are best friends, so obviously that’s not the case–”

“Kid,” Kanan couldn’t believe he had to say this, “people can be best friends and something more at the same time.”

Ezra’s jaw dropped. It just stayed there for a solid ten seconds.

“You gonna be okay ki–”

“YOU’RE IN LOVE WITH HERA?!?!?!?”

Kanan couldn’t help but shake his head and laugh, “Yup.”

“AND HERA’S IN LOVE WITH YOU?”

Kanan laughed even more at that, “Thankfully, yeah.”

“Wow.”

“Yup.”

“Wow.”

“Mmhm.”

Another long pause.

“So that’s why you guys are so happy all the time?”

They both laughed this time, “Yeah, kid…She makes me really happy.” Kanan smiled warmly at that.

“Okay, okay. Enough sappy stuff–”

“Hey, you asked.”

“I did. I did.” Ezra said, relenting.

“But yeah, all that’s to say, that my relationship with her makes me stronger, makes life better, and motivates me to care about the greater good more. And you, Sabine, and Zeb encourage me to keep fighting too.”

“So attachments aren’t bad?”

“Honestly kid, no, they aren’t. In fact they’re the best things that the Force can give us in this life.”

“Wow.”

“Yup. Wow.”

“Hey, boys,” a voice came from behind them. They looked up at the ramp of the Ghost. Hera stood there, leaning up against the door frame. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m starving. And unless you guys want me to try and make dinner again, and we all know how that went last time, I suggest that Kanan retires from Jedi master duties for the day and fulfills his role as our resident kitchen staff.”

Ezra and Kanan laughed. “Coming,” Kanan said.

“Hurry up, Kanan,” Ezra said, “I don’t want to spend another night feeling like I’m gonna barf out my insides.”

Kanan laughed. “It wasn’t that bad!” Hera retorted.

“Just go and tell Sabine and Zeb that I’m gonna be starting dinner soon,” Kanan said with a smile.

Ezra looked between Kanan and Hera, then gave a cheeky smile, “Okay,” he said and ran up the ramp, leaving the two of them alone on the ramp of the Ghost.

“What’s up with him?” Hera asked.

“Well…” Kanan said, sidling up to her.

“Well,” Hera said, eyebrows raised and an amused expression on her face.

Kanan held her elbows gently. With an amused smile he said, “He may or may not have finally, officially, figured out what’s going on here,” he gestured between the two of them.

“What?” Hera said with a laugh.

Kanan just smiled widely and nodded.

“Did you just straight up tell him? Like, was there a conversation that led into this? And did he really not suspect anything at all?”

“Woah, that’s a lot of questions,” Kanan laughed.

“Excuse me,” Hera said mock accusingly, lightly grabbing hold of his forearms, “But I’m allowed to have a lot of questions about this.”

“Fine, fine. Basically, the kid was like, ‘Have you ever been in love before, Master?’” Kanan clasped his hands wistfully mocking Ezra’s dramatic tone from earlier.

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“Why is he like this?” Hera laughed.

“I don’t know,” Kanan chuckled, “But I think he definitely gets his curious nature from you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Hera rolled her eyes and smiled, “So what exactly did you say?”

“I basically told him that the old Jedi weren’t supposed to have attachments, but that my attachments make me stronger and he understood that. He’s actually pretty smart, that kid.”

“He also gets that from me,” Hera replied.

“True,” Kanan smiled, moving his hands down to hold hers.

“Well, now I feel like I should talk to him too.”

“Valid point, but let’s at least have dinner first, okay?” He pressed his forehead to hers. The sun beaming on Lothal was beginning to set. Hera relaxed in his arms as he gently pressed a kiss to her lips.

When he broke away, she smiled and quietly responded, “Okay.”

~

Let me know if any of y'all want me to make the continuation of this where Hera talks to Ezra!

Thanks SO MUCH for reading! Love you all<3

[arc-misadventures]

Friends AU: I could see Terra just being confused on why the gang wouldn't date Jaune. Like to her he's perfect. And she just doesn't understand how they can't see it.

Imma gonna add one! I’m going to work on tgis so help me?!

No, seriously, I need help. I am mentally unbalanced as a coping mechanism to deal with the moronic stupidity of this idiotic world we all live in?! Help!!!

Do Enjoy~!

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Friends XVII

Team RWBY, was entrapped in a conversation of plans and possible solutions of ways to get to Atlas, when the musing was stopped as they heard some cheerful humming as they saw, Terra descended down the stares with a happy smile upon her face, and a warm glow around her. Her humming was brought to an end as she saw several pairs of eyes staring at her from Team RWBY.

Terra: Uhh… Need something?

Yang: No, its just… you seem happy…

Weiss: Too happy…

Terra: And, what? Is that weird or something?

Ruby: N-No…

Terra: Doesn’t appear so, since you seem so weirded out by it.

Ruby: Don’t get us wrong! We just haven’t seen someone so happy in a while. It’s kinda…

Yang: Unnerving…

Ruby: Yeah…

Terra: Good grief… How long has it been since you’ve last seen someone be happy?

Yang: Uhh… Well…?!

Terra: Nora, doesn’t count.

Yang Uuuhhhh…?!

Terra: Okay, that’s just sad… Hmm? Something on my face, Blake?

Blake: N-N-No! J-Just thinking about something…!

Terra: Oh~? Care to share?

Blake: No!

Terra: You better…

Weiss: Uhh… Is something going on?

Terra: Nothing you need worry about.

Weiss: Okay then…

Terra: Hey, girls… mind if I ask you something?

Ruby: Sure! What is it?

Terra: How come none of you like, Jaune?

Weiss: W-What…?

Blake: Beg pardon?

Terra: I mean… haven’t any of you ever thought about dating, Jaune?

Ruby: W-What?!

Yang: Me dating, V… Jaune?!

Weiss: Absolutely not!

Blake: Eh…?

Terra: Wow… did not expect that…

Ruby: I’m only sixteen… I’m not old enough to date!

Terra: Please tell me she’s joking… Cause that’s the weakest excuse I’ve ever heard…

Yang: It’s probably the best excuse she can come up with…

Terra: Wow… pathetic.

Ruby: Hey!

Terra: Okay, spill it girls; What’s so wrong about dating, Jaune?

Yang: He’s just not my type, he’s not cool enough to hang with me~!

Terra: Pff… Bullshit.

Yang: Eh…?

Terra: If that’s your standard for not dating, Jaune; ‘He’s not cool enough.’ You better get ready to wind up as a lonely little spinster. Because, you’re setting yourself for an impossible standard. You’re going to be wasting your life away looking for Mr, or Mrs, your call, Perfect~! But, no such person exists. So you’re going to be wasting your life away searching for them, when low and behold, they were right in front of you the whole time.

Yang: N-No I’m not!

Terra: Give it some time, you’ll find it out in a few years time. What about you, Blake?

Blake: I-I’ve never thought about, Jaune in such a capacity… to be honest, Jaune and I don’t talk all that much… so, I’m not sure what kind of person he is… I couldn’t really tell if… well… you know. And besides, I really haven’t had the best of luck when it comes to dating… I’ve had the worst… absolute worse luck with Ex Lovers…

Yang: Her last to Ex Lover tried to kill her…

Terra: Seriously…?

Blake: Yeah…

Terra: Well, that’s what you get…

Blake: Excuse me…? Are you blaming me for all of this?

Terra: Yeah, you don’t really seem to get to know people all that well, keeping yourself closed off and ignore others as you get hyper focused on things. Which eventually pushes anyone you know, and care about away from you because of your own selfish actions.

Blake: Eh…?

Yang: Wow… You’ve really pinned, Blake down there…

Ruby: But, how? We’ve only know you for a few days now, how do you know Blake, let alone the rest of us so well?

Terra: Jaune told me allot about all of you, before you came here.

Blake: But, how does he seemingly know me so well? I mean, we’ve never really spoken together that often?

Terra: Jaune’s far more observant that you give him credit for. Sure, he may not seem like it, but her can notice allot of the little things most people tend to miss.

Blake: Oh… Okay… That’s kinda creepy…

Terra: Meh, it can be at times… So, what about you, Weiss?

Weiss: Beg pardon?

Terra: Jaune said that the two of you have some history together, what is it?

Weiss: Oh, well… When we first met, I insulted, Jaune backhandedly, and he mistook it for some sort of compliment, and then started to flirt with me afterwards, calling me Snow Angel, trying to serenade me with a voice that made a broken record sound pleasant. It got extremely annoying to the point I really started to hate, Jaune.

Terra: But, something changed though, didn’t it?

Weiss: It was during a dance we were having at, Beacon, Jaune talked some sense into the person, I wanted to ask out on a date… After that he stopped flirting with me and I started finding, Jaune’s presence more tolerable to deal with. But, I don’t think he will ever see me in such a light again. I more or less burned that bridge… So, instead I tried to… Actually, I didn’t try anything and just left things at that…

Terra: I see… Well then, I think you’re all a bunch of idiots then.

Ruby: What, why?!

Terra: You guys are missing out in a real catch there. If I met, Jaune before I met, Saphron. I’d be all over him…

Weiss: What?!

Yang: But, aren’t you gay?!

Terra: Bisexual actually. But, that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you missed out on a great catch.

Weiss: And, why is that?

Terra: Well… Actually, I’m not going to tell you.

Ruby: What, why?

Terra: Cause it’s pointless.

Yang: What do you mean by that?

Terra: You’ve had over a year to get to know him, see how great of a guy he really is. How, sweet and caring of a guy he is. But, you’ve spent your time, ignoring him, and from what he’s told me, belittling him. You don’t deserve to know what he’s like.

Ruby: Can’t you tell us? M-Maybe we can use this information to repair our relationship!

Yang: I don’t think that’s a great idea, Ruby.

Weiss: I agree, Jaune had made it visibly clear that their is no chance of us ever getting on his good aide ever again…

Terra: Yeah, you’ve all hurt him once before, it may have taken him a while, but, once is more than enough for him.

Ruby: But, can’t you tell us anything we can do?

Terra: Nope. Besides, I have to get ready to leave; Don’t want to be late for work. I’ll see you all later then. Bye!

Ruby: Bye…

Yang: You really got to give it up, Rubes, you’re never going to be friends again. He said as much himself.

Ruby: Never! Only in death will I ever stop trying to become, Jaune’s friend again!

Blake: Yours or his? Because your more likely to get his than yours based on how things are going with him…

Ruby: Wait what…?!

[kelieah]

jump (peter parker x reader)

warnings: fluff, language, peter being an anxious dork

edited: this probably could’ve been longer but i just wanted to put out something cute and short

a/n: been pretty busy so i haven’t had much time to write :( so here’s a lil something

peter parker masterlist

peter swings as quick as he could towards your apartment complex, he swears his heart is about to give up with how fast it’s beating. his mind is in scrambles, questions, and worries being thrown around here and there.

did she seriously jump? there’s no way she has to be joking. but i can’t tell when she’s joking or not. shit shit shit fuck fuck please no no no. oh my god. what if she didn’t jump and she saw my confession. oh fuck. do i jump? shit. would i even die? what kind of question— of course, i would die peter! oh god y/n please be alive but don’t so i don’t have to die from embarrassment just kidding i’d rather die than you die oh god.

it was just a joke, you told yourself and here you are now, staring at the text peter sent. ‘I LIKE YOU. I THINK I LOVE YOH DONT JUMO.’

you place your phone in front of you and stare at it more, blinking every now and then. what did you do? is he really on his way?

and right on time, you hear a heavy slam against your window which causes you to jump up from your bed. peter breathes out heavily, relieved that your window is closed but a bit hurt from the impact. he grips onto the screen and looks up, seeing your appalled face. he smiles weakly and waves at you.

you stifle a laugh and walk over, sliding your window open. “peter…?”

he exhales and hops in before he could bring any more attention to himself, closing your window and your blinds immediately. “heeey. yeah. it’s me. peter, parker.”

he cringes at his words. you already know his last name, you’re his best friend.

come on peter, duh.

"yea, i know," you pull him into a hug and laugh into his chest.

he swoons at the sound of your angelic voice and wraps his arms around you tightly, "please please please don't do that again i really thought you... you know..."

"i was just joking! you know i would never," you pout and rub his back. "but i'm sorry."

"it's okay," he sighs and places his chin on your shoulder.

"so... you like me? no wait, you think you love me?" you whisper.

"uuuhhhh," he backs up towards your window and rubs the back of his neck. "did i say that? i don't think i did, hah," he coughs awkwardly.

"no, but you texted it," you tilt your head to the side.

"right huh, maybe cus i was just swinging you know the wind and autocorrect," he slowly slides your window open.

"peter it's—" you begin and before you could say anything else, he jumps out.

"i gotta go sorry love you bye!" he yelps before swinging off into the city.

let me know what you think!

tagging some moots! @sunsetholland @celestialholland @marvelouspeterparker @spideyspeaches @veryholland @hollandcrush @asonofpeter @ms-misery @msmarvelsmain @ptersmj @peterbenjiparker @blissfulparker @heavenlyholland

[cyncerity]

TOMMY FINALLY TALKING TO RANBOO FOR THE FIRST TIME LIKE “sup motherfucker give me my damn house back” ranboos like THIS LITTLE DUDE IS ALIVE?!? Tommy’s like that isn’t important rn give me my home

(I have a feeling these asks were sent by the same person, but if they weren’t it’s kinda funny they were sent at the same time and have the same writing style lmao)

Ranboo would freak out, definitely. He’s definitely noticed this weird doll that Tubbo always carries around, but he hasn’t ever mentioned it. He’s just kind of learned to live with its existence. Even if he thinks he’s going crazy cause the dolls expression keeps changing. So yeah, let’s have Ranboo meet Tommy >:)

“So what do you want me to do?”

“Just close your eyes and hold out your hands! It’s not that hard, bossman.”

Ranboo begrudgingly squeezed his eyes shut and held out his open palms. It’s not as if he didn’t trust Tubbo, it’s just that Tubbo could be…weird, and he was a bit nervous for his “surprise.” Ok, maybe more than a bit.

…

In all fairness, screaming might not have been the right response. But what else was Ranboo supposed to do with the talking doll in front of him? He hadn’t tried to scream, it was a natural reaction! It definitely wasn’t what Ranboo had in mind when Tubbo had said he wanted to “show him something cool”.

Tubbos hands went immediately over Ranboo’s eyes and mouth, at which point Ranboo heard the same, unfamiliar voice he had heard earlier mumble “fuckin rude” before Tubbo whispered to him. “Shhh! We don’t need to call extra attention to ourselves, do you want your brother to come in here! What the hell?”

Ranboo dropped the doll on his lap and pried Tubbos hands off his face. “What do you mean ‘what the hell’?? That-“ Ranboo pointed to the doll, which was now on his lap, crossing its arms and staring at him, and not moving, strangely enough, “just talked! I should be the one asking you ‘what the hell’! Why’s it alive?!”

“First of all, he’s not an ‘it,’ he’s a ‘he.’ And his name is Tommy. Second of all, hes my other best friend, so you’d better get used to him. And the only way to do that is to talk to him.” Ranboo grumbled at Tubbo before picking up the doll in a fist and holding it up. “Tommy” just continued to stare at Ranboo, and it clicked to Ranboo that the doll hadn’t moved at all since he dropped him. Maybe it wasn’t the doll that had been talking, maybe it was something else? Had he been wrong? Ranboo looked back at Tubbo, exasperated.

“It looks like your ‘friend’ doesn’t want to make much of an effort towards friendship either.” Tubbo rolled his eyes and sighed. “You have to close your eyes, big man. He can’t move or talk if anyone’s looking at him.” “This has to be a prank-“ “Just do it!!” Ranboo huffed in frustration and closed his eyes again.

The doll spoke out again almost immediately. “Fucking finally!” Tommy shouted before sighing as he saw Ranboo’s jaw drop and his eyebrows raise. “Ranboo, listen, the whole ‘eye contact’ thing is a long story, and why I’m alive is an even longer story, but I need to know if you still have that dollhouse that your therapist sold you.” Ranboo thought about it for a bit before putting the pieces together. “…I took your house, didn’t I?”

“Not necessarily,” Tubbo said. “I told Aunt Puffy she could sell it before I found out that the dolls that lived there were alive. So they’re kinda homeless. We didn’t even want to tell you in the first place. No offense, but you seem pretty stressed out, and memory problems and cursed dolls don’t mix well.” Ranboo only had a short amount of time to linger on the guilt in Tubbos voice before the doll piped up again. “The problem is, we don’t know how to get the house back into Tubbos basement without looking suspicious. Tubbo’s dad has turned the basement, where the house was, into his personal office, anyways. Neither of us want his family questioning why he would suddenly want the house back, since we’re not sure how they would respond to living dolls-“ “Wait, dolls? As in more than just you?” Ranboo interrupted. “Yes, more than just me, keep up, dumbass. Anyways, my family wanted to just move here since they don’t have any particular attachment to Tubbo. And it’s not like I do, Tubbos the clingy one, not me, it’s just that your brother is terrifying and our last meeting didn’t go…great. So your house is out. Any other ideas?”

Ranboo didn’t know what the doll was talking about until he recalled the last time Tubbo had brought the blonde doll to his house. At the time, Ranboo had found it odd that Dream playfully tossing the doll around had resulted in Tubbo almost breaking down in tears, but he now understood how badly that could’ve ended.

“Dream didn’t mean it like that, he couldn’t have known, I’m sorry-“ Ranboo said before being interrupted by the voice again. “I don’t need you to be sorry, I need you to think! What the hell do we do about this?”

“Actually, uuuhhhh…” “Tommy.” Ranboo nodded quickly before returning to his thoughts. “Actually, Tommy, I might have an idea…”

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“So why are we here exactly?” Wilbur said. Tommy had left everyone extremely confused after he spontaneously decided to gather everyone for a family meeting, only to direct them onto the floor and say “follow me.” They had assumed Tommy wanted to talk more about their house after he told them they couldn’t get it back nor live in Ranboo’s house, but instead they now found themselves walking down the hallway towards god knows where. It’s not exactly like they had bothered to explore the house.

“Tommy, this is risky.” Techno muttered. “What if the humans come down the hall?” “It’s 3:30 in the morning, Blade, we’ll be fine.” Tommy retorted.

“I have to agree with Techno on this one, Toms. This is really risky.” Phil said. “It’ll be worth it, I promise, just follow me!” Tommy began to walk faster towards wherever as the rest of the SBI looked at each other and sighed before catching up to Tommy.

After a few more minutes of walking, the dolls came upon a door. Tommy knocked on it a few times before it swung backwards and he ushered his family in in front of him. The three of them looked up and froze, for once not because of someone’s stare, but from shock.

Above them stood Tubbo and Ranboo, doing their best to plaster shingles and mini columns to a model doll house that sat on a table. It looked like a sort of log cabin, complete with fake snow, but was so much bigger than their previous house. It took up half the room, and the half it didn’t take up was paved with wires that seemed to spout from the bottom of the house.

“What- what is this?” Phil gaped. “We felt really bad that we couldn’t get your house back, so we wanted to make up for it!” Ranboo nodded along as Tubbo spoke, both continuing to keep their eyes off the dolls and locked on the mini mansion. “I told my aunt that me and Ranboo should do some sort of ‘therapeutic bonding activity,’ which she bought. So we looked around a bunch for doll houses that would be correct to your size, but we couldn’t find any that where exact. So I had my friend Foolish 3D print out some custom walls and stuff. And we ordered the rest of the furniture and other supplies on Amazon.”

“Well, not all of it.” Ranboo said. “We still wanted your input on what it should look like on the inside. There’s all sorts of furniture and mini wallpapers we can buy online or make ourselves.”

“The electricity was a bitch, though,” Tubbo interjects, gesturing to the mess of wires on the floor. “Just be thankful you’ve got automatic lights and a heating system. We didn’t really see the need for running water or a tiny fridge, though, since you guys don’t seem to need food or showers.” Phil, Wilbur, and Techno looked on in varying levels of excitement and awe as Tommy looked at them with a proud smirk on his face. Phil looked over to his son, tears threatening to spill from his eyes, before he pulled Tommy into a tight hug, Wilbur and surprisingly Techno shortly after.

“Well,” Wilbur said, “looks like we’ve got a few decisions to make here.”

To say Schlatt and Puffy were confused when they walked in in the morning to find Ranboo and Tubbo passed out over the mini house, dolls strewn about the room, and over a hundred online orders of different fabrics, stickers, and doll furniture would be an understatement.