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rouge-fauna · 2 months ago

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What a lovely thing to wake up to. <3 <3 :) No worries on me feeling like I’m doing something wrong, it was more so an observation and realization that perhaps I need to make sure I’m more explicit about whether I’m looking at things from a certain pov. But yeah you are not the only one, and it’s hard when we watch lore through povs, not helped by the fact that Dream doesn’t have one for 98% of the lore making it easy to be biased against him automatically. But I’ve talked about bias a lot I feel like so probably ought to not jump down that rabbit hole lol. I’m glad you are looking at things from other povs too though and manage to get along with your Dream apologist friend that way. I feel like that is what the dsmp is supposed to be. :)

On the other note, I really appreciate you saying that <3, and if it makes you feel better last week’s backlash actually provided an insight into the sucess for a therapy I’ve been doing relating to trauma and pinning down the past so it doesn’t effect the future, as well as feeling very validating. Like I said before, no one’s ever stood up for me in the past or had my back and it was very healing to have that. (Thank y’all for being my Punz and Techno XD <3) And it also almost leaves me with a sense of pride because for pretty much the first time I handled something like this differently than I would have before. Instead of retreating, I stayed. Instead of rolling over, conceding, taking the blame or not responding, I actually stood up for my self a bit. Instead of keeping it all to myself irl, I actually told people. (All of these things, certainly helped by y’all’s support of course <3). Hell instead of being upset to the point of not being able to think about Tommy ever again, I literally went on to post about him less than a week later lol XD. And that might not seem like a big deal to you, but not so long ago it would have destroyed me. The last time something similar to this happened I cried for hours till my whole body hurt and I had run out of tears. I would have likely deleted the app and not redownloaded it, in fact I’d probably be so hurt and upset I’d give it all up, including the fanfiction I’ve been excitedly working on.

So in a way, while it was painful and shitty, it also brought forth almost a sense of like celebration or pride I guess of how far I’ve come. It rocked my boat but it didn’t flip it over and leave me to drown. And it also was very healing to have support, even from people irl who’s reactions really suprised me… So, I guess as always I recommend if you have the means to go to therapy y’all, even if to just have a qualified objective person help you through life and provide you with strategies and outlooks to navigate relationships and challenges. And don’t be afraid to see a new counselor if the one isn’t helping, whether because of personality just doesn’t fit or they aren’t supporting you in the way you need. (Like I had a counselor once who basically compared my pain to the holocaust like wtf.… but that doesn’t mean all therapy is bad just because she was not particularly great)…..

umm… anyways sorry to ramble and get a little personal, this ended up way longer than I intended (no surprise lol XD) <3 <3 <3

#I’m so happy it didn’t ruin it for my for good y’all because I have some fun ideas for musical chairs I’m excited to share :)#hello there #thank you for this is genuinely was a great way to start my day (especially after the frustration of traffic) <3 <3 #look at things #because when we don’t sometimes we are missing the big picture #mental health #me on the menu #and that’s definitely why I try to add the context of Dream’s pov because we don’t often see things from it and it really changes how we ca #crumbs

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dragonrider9905 · 8 months ago

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2, 3, 15, 23 for the writer’s ask game!!!🖤🖤

Helllloooo Stitches!!!!!!! ❤️❤️ Thank you so much for the ask!!!!!!

2. Talk about a notable time a narrative or character has looked at you dead in the eyes and has said "fuck your plan, here's what we're actually doing?"

*sighs* yes, my brain likes to do this a LOT with me. Soooooo I can actually share TWO times that this has happened right off the bat.

I believe it was chapter 4 of Shelter from the Storm. It didn't turn out quiet how I imagined it. The conversations didn't translate as well as they did in my head and I somehow had things that I planned on doing later show up in this chapter? Why? I don't know.

Also, so far, in my Technically, We're in Love series.....end of part two and all of part three has mocked me with how it's turned out. I was going to have a little bit of a tense relationship between Valia and Crosshair but somehow it's turned out to be more of a weird, affectionate brother and sister who just met and know they're misunderstanding each other? Crosshair likes her more than how I originally planned but I guess I'm here for it XD I was going to have Wrecker be more of the sibling character for her but, I guess now it is Crosshair? How did that happen? I don't know. Also, the pacing with Tech. I was soooooo intending for a slower burn but Tech already is like ohhhhhh I like you just I don't know what this feeling is or how to handle it so I'm shutting down. Haha, that was suppose to happen a little later after being friends longer. :D Welp, here we are.

3. On a scale of 1-10, how much do you enjoy incorporating romance into the average story?

Hahahahhaa probably an 8. It exists in literally all my original ideas XD I'd say in most of my fanfiction, in canon, I tend to leave it out unless it is existent in the story but kriff it, I have so many AUs and OCs just to add romance? Kark it, probably a 9. I'm a sucker for good romance :D

15. Where do you share your writing?

I share on two platforms. I have an Ao3 account (which is where I first started writing!) and here on Tumblr.

Here is my link to Ao3. I need to update it so it has all my works. It has almost everything....just lately I haven't had much heart to put super share. I'm trying to get back into the groove and hopefully soon, both accounts will have the same stuff.

Here is my Tumblr link! Soon I'll be redoing my masterlist though so it's better and more organized. I love organization but when I wasn't familiar with this platform it was kinda hard to XD But now it's just driving me nuts. I want to improve it. :D My Ao3 I've keep pretty organized but I'd like to take another look at it too one of these days.

23. How do you deal with writers block?

Not well. Just kidding 😜 it depends on what kind of writers block I have. If I'm just emotionally done, then I have to put the stuff away for a while and just let my brain know it is ok to rest, but if it's just hard to write, I surround myself with inspiration like music and art and ask my friends for ideas, or re read past comments. Their hype usually helps me. Sometimes you just have to jump around and write what you feel like writing. Not necessarily the part that you need to write. Bounce around stories too. And try so hard not to feel pressured. Feeling pressured is definitely an inspiration killer. I know I have more but My brain is just saying no to remembering it :D

Ask Game for Fanfic Writers

#dragonrider9905 answers #you ask i’ll happily answer!

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gaycey-sketchit · 2 years ago

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(Gary anon) Well, the new thing some seem to be mad about is the news of the episodes that dropped today: We already know the Beartic and Squirtle Squad ones, now with summaries. But, we also have an Ash and Pikachu separation episode, and one with Ash's Lapras making its return. That leaves 4 left unaccounted. (While I can understand some being disappointed with how lax and OS-centric this miniseries has been so far and expected something a big "grander";stuff like Tobias [or Alain] revenge)

(Part 2) (match, Giovanni/Team Rocket disband arc, World title defense, any type of tournament, Ash going after and catching multiple legendaries, etc. are not things that can be realistically done 11 episodes. It'd be lucky in ONE of those happen. Even a companion every episode is stretching it; and doesn't seem to be the case here. Anipoke is not the type of show to put all your eggs in one basket. Even if you get what you want/guessed correctly, it may not be in the way you'd)

(Part 3) (expect/hoping) JN felt like it more or less covered a lot during its run, these finale episodes feel like it's getting to what JN couldn't at the time. (Yeah, Gary is seeming more and more like the endgame; which also is causing a stir. Not so much his late appearance but the question he posed which was thought to kick off this last chapter, not potentially end it) This ended up longer than intended that I almost forgot the episode. xD I enjoyed it, nice to hear Cilan one last time.

I'm so tired. I feel like people might've expected a little too much out of an 11-episode miniseries. Putting that aside, man I'm excited for Lapras return. I love Lapras, I love Orange Islands.

Yeah, Journeys was very ambitious despite its slow start and troubled production, and it managed to do a lot! We're getting to stuff here that wasn't covered there (like a reunion with Misty) and other than that it's mostly just vibes, which I love, personally.

This fandom really will complain about anything, huh. This is why I've probably muted like a hundred people on Twitter.

But anyway! Yeah, it was a nice episode. Cilan return is good for people who watched BW (I still haven't, but I'm happy for the Cilan enjoyers regardless), Submas cameo was unexpected but neat, and the original trio is back together! It's so good to see them traveling together again. I am not immune to nostalgia pandering.

#Andrew answers #Gary anon

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starlit-scarlet · 3 years ago

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Under the Weather

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Levi takes care of a sick reader.

A/N: Just a bit of fluff for anyone who's sick. Nothing better than imagining this gruff man taking care of his sick s/o. At least, not for me :') Well...there are...but...you know what I mean lol XD But I'm not going to lie, I just used stuff from my own experiences of being sick for ideas of what Levi could do for a sick reader. It's probably pretty basic in terms of comfort, but I like the simple when I'm sick.

The minute you awoke, you knew something was amiss. Stuffy nose, sore throat, that annoying congested feeling all signaling the worst.

You’d caught a cold.

And at the busiest time of the year no less, how was this even fair?

With everything you had to do, there was no way you could take a sick day. It just wasn’t happening.

Forcing yourself up, you immediately flopped back down with a groan when you were hit with a pounding pressure in your head.

Fuck, this could not be happening. What were you supposed to do? A few frustrated tears leaked from your eyes as you whimpered. You had deadlines to meet for crying out loud. Surely you wouldn’t be bedridden over something as silly as a cold.

The sunlight was filtering in from behind the curtains of the window, and you couldn’t help but pout at the sight. It was as if the rays were taunting you, reminding you of the day, of your responsibilities, of why you simply couldn’t take a sick day.

Trying a second time, you managed to push yourself into a sitting position on the edge of the bed, though you were hit with that same pressure in your head that had you resting it in your hands, elbows on your knees as you hunched over, a weakened moan spilling from your lips.

Fucking hell.

And that was how he found you when he came in to say goodbye before leaving for the day.

He’d poked his head into the room, ready to head out for work himself—dressed in his usual suit and tie—but when he saw your state, he was by your side in an instant. Settling down next to you, he draped an arm over your shoulder, drawing you up against him.

“Baby? Are you okay?”

Sniffling, you leaned against him, feeling weak from the effort of simply sitting up.

“I think I’m sick, Levi.” You sounded as weak as you felt, and a shiver hit you as you were struck with a sudden chill at the lack of blankets.

“Tsk, overworked yourself as well, I’m sure.” The words were perhaps a touch gruff, but you knew what he meant beneath the words.

That was the thing about Levi, everything he said often had a hidden meaning, something deeper that he always struggled to get out. So the words he said sometimes came out harsher than he’d intended.

Like now, for example. He’d always been worried about how much you put on yourself, how much you take on, trying to remind you to take care of yourself and take time for you. And now he was worried that the stress you constantly put on yourself hadn’t helped.

But before you could say anything, he’d guided you back down on the mattress, ignoring your protests about having responsibilities and things to do.

“Hush,” he gave your forehead a little kiss, his bangs tickling across your skin as he tucked the blankets around you, “you’re gonna lie down and relax, and let me take care of you.”

More protests from you that were waved away from him when you tried to tell him that he had work as well.

“They can live without me for a day,” he murmured, grazing his knuckles along your cheek, “and if you’re sick longer, I can always work from home if I need to.”

And that was the end of the discussion. Knowing there was no arguing, you simply settled down into the bed. Fuck, you hated being sick.

He left only to return with a thermometer in one hand, and a glass of juice and some cold medicine in another. You opened your mouth dutifully so he could take your temperature, waiting until it beeped with the reading.

Glancing at it, he hummed at what he saw. “You have a bit of a fever, but nothing concerning right now. I’ll check it again in a bit.” He passed you the cold medicine and the orange juice, waiting until you’d finished both before taking the empty glass back. “Here, take this sweetheart.”

You noticed his voice had gentled as he spoke to you, and you glanced up at him and saw the worry in his eyes. He’d never seen you sick before, and it was sure to be a surprising sight from your usual self. But you also knew that he would take care of you.

And he did.

For breakfast he brought you a simple bit of toast with a little jelly, wanting to make sure you could hold down solids before giving you anything else. Noticing that he’d changed out of his work clothes into something more comfortable, you couldn’t help but feel overjoyed that he’d stayed home with you. His presence was more comforting than he probably realized, but it was enough.

After helping you settle back in bed once you’d finished eating, he laid a cold cloth on your forehead, and the coolness of it was surprisingly soothing. He simply stroked your hair, telling you to get some rest, and this time, you didn’t resist, letting yourself drift off. While you slept, he was constantly checking in on you, making sure you were still fine. Thankfully, that cold medicine had done the trick and had you out for a few hours.

You awoke once again, just in time for lunch. Carrying in a tray holding some soup and crackers, he set it down on the nightstand before helping you up into a seated position. There was something so sweet and comforting at the way he was taking care of you. Had someone told you three years ago when you’d met him, that this gruff man would steal your heart, you would have laughed in their faces. But as you’d slowly learned more about him, you’d realized there was more to him that met the eye, that he wasn’t this cold and callous person so many people made him out to be.

The proof of it was right in front of you, the way he’d called out from work just to take care of you, the way he made sure you were resting. Some probably would have expected him to shy away from disease, but not Levi. He was a bit of a clean freak, but he wasn’t excessive in the slightest, not in that sense at least. Watching as he moved the tray of food over your lap, you were amazed to see that the soup looked completely homemade.

Just some more proof to you that he had a heart of gold that was simply locked away from most, only to show itself to those he trusted to never hurt it.

Gawking at him, you barely managed to force out the question. “You made this?” You couldn’t help the way your voice sounded so stuffy and thick. It even sounded different to you.

A cough escaped you, followed by a sneeze that had him frowning as he pressed the back of his hand to your forehead before reaching for the thermometer and placing it in your mouth once again.

“To answer your question, yes, I made it.”

He almost sounded embarrassed, which was actually rather cute. It wasn’t as if he hadn’t cooked for you before, but this was in a different sense, and was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done. He’d taken the time to make you—actually make—a bowl of soup, whereas most would simply dump some powder into boiling water or crack open a can.

But not Levi.

You shouldn’t be surprised. He wasn’t exactly the type to cut corners.

When he pulled the thermometer out, you thought he looked a touch relieved.

He nodded at the reading before wiping off the thermometer with a cotton ball dipped in rubbing alcohol, and replacing the cap, placing it back on the nightstand. “Well, you still have a bit of a fever, but it’s gone down a bit.”

That was good news at least, and you were grateful that at least you still had an appetite as you dug into the food—even if you could barely taste it thanks to the stuffy, runny nose. He sat on the bed watching to make sure you ate every bite—at least, every bite that you could.

When you’d finished, he carted the tray back to the kitchen and you could hear the clattering of dishes as he cleaned up. That was your Levi, he could never leave behind a mess, not unless he had no other choice. You could feel yourself beginning to drift off once again, a combination of the warm meal, the leftover remnants of medicine, and the fatigue from the cold drawing you to sleep. He was quick to return, asking if there was anything you needed.

Feeling pathetic, you drowsily asked if he could hold you while you slept wanting to feel his strong arms around you, holding you close. Never one to deny you, he simply toed off his shoes, setting them neatly by the door, before crawling under the covers with you and pulling you close.

Before you drifted off to sleep, you felt him press a kiss to the top of your head.

“I love you.”

The whispered words had a sleepy smile filling your face as you snuggled close to him, the soft sound of his heartbeat filling your ears, and lulling you to sleep.

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At dinner time, he brought you some more soup and crackers, only this time, he included a bit of jello as well, giving you something else to eat. He’d eaten his meals on his own, which you were grateful for. Had he brought his food into the room so he could eat with you, you would have been unable to beg him with your eyes for a morsel of whatever he’d made for himself.

And he would have struggled to resist you, to resist giving into what you wanted. So he’d removed the chance of that happening. It was something else about him that made him your Levi. The way he always thought ahead.

So you simply dug into the food, enjoying the way he was lounging on the bed beside you, waiting for you to finish. As you swallowed a bite, you sent him a curious look.

“Levi, how do you know all of this?”

He simply smiled and ruffled your hair. “It was how my mom used to take care of me when I was sick.”

He didn’t talk about her often, but when he did, the stories were always kind and sweet. You wished you could have met her, but she’d died before you’d met him, when he’d just barely graduated high school. She was sure to have been a strong and vibrant woman to have raised such an amazing son.

He may have been gruff.

He may have the tendency of being an asshole.

But he was your, sweet, sweet Levi.

It wasn’t often that you were sick, but when you were, one of the only things you wanted to do was sleep. And this time, you didn’t even have to ask Levi to hold you. The minute he’d returned from cleaning up the kitchen once again, he simply settled back beside of you and drew you close. Almost instantly, you were asleep, the heat of his body soothing the aches and fighting off the chills from the cold.

He didn’t let you lift a finger the entire time you were sick, even going so far as to pluck you out of the bed and carry you to the shower each day so he could help you wash up. Understanding that this was one of the ways he showed you he cared, you didn’t resist, simply enjoying the feel of his hands caressing across your body, massaging shampoo into your scalp. Why would you want to resist such sweetness?

And when you were finally better a few days later…

He took you out for a picnic in the park where he bought you ice cream after lunch. A sweet treat for you after having eaten nothing but soup and crackers the entire time you were recovering from your cold. The two of you cuddled close together on the blanket as you watched the clouds drift along in the sky, towering trees surrounding you. Birds flew across the sky, their chirps and whistles resounding through the air. Across the park, others were enjoying the day. Couples. Friends. Families.

But the two of you barely noticed any of them, simply caught up in your own little world where no one else existed.

Turning your head, you met his gaze full of adoration for you, and it had your heart skipping a beat.

“You know I love you, right?”

It had taken him so, so long to get to the point where he could say those words. But you’d waited patiently, knowing how he felt simply by how he showed you. Then, the first time he’d told you, you’d pounced on him, filled with a joy you’d never felt at hearing the words for the first time.

Even now, hearing the sentiment brought a shy smile to your face. The fact that you’d somehow managed to win him over, win his heart was something you’d never expected. But he was a prize you’d never expected to have. And it made you cherish it all the more.

Pressing a kiss to the tip of his narrow nose, followed by one to each of his rounded cheeks, you nuzzled against his face.

“I do, and I love you too, you sweet, gruff man.”

He didn’t always have the most expressive of faces, but there were moments where it was as if he could no longer contain his emotions.

This was one of those moments as you watched a gentle smile curl his lips, joy lighting those warm blue eyes of his. It was a sight only you ever got to see.

And that made it all the more special.

#fluff #levi x reader #levi ackerman #reader #comfort #one shot #soft levi #modern au

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an-aspiring-jester · 2 years ago

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So, I had some fun with the questionnaire I’ve reblogged from @awesomebutunpractical and before I knew it I filled out the first one entirely XD. I don’t usually talk about my OCs here, so people won’t be interested, but @frustratedpker, I think you’re gonna enjoy it! XD It’s for Lucas, from my superheroes story. A perpeturally overworked genius inventor.

How do they react to…

---Someone in danger who isn’t hurt yet

"Look out!" *jumps in to help if he is able*

---Someone in pain/injured

"Alright, just breathe. It's gonna be okay. Let's get you to the hospital, alright?"

---School work load

"...It's time for an all-nighter, isn’t it?"

---Loss of a friend

"Just, ignore the pain. Come on, you can do this. Objectively, it's not the end of the world. It'll stop hurting eventually."

---Death of a family member

"Death is a natural part of life and there's no reason to dwell on it. (Can't afford to dwell on it) I gotta focus on the living people who depend on me now."

---New kids in school

"Okay, let's see what they're all about."

---Being the new kid

"Okay, figure out the social structure and worm my way into it!"

---Being picked on

Ignore it for a while, if they don't tire themselves off, fight back.

---Being praised/complimented

[All internal]

By semi-strangers: *side-eye* "Alright, what do you want from me?"

By authority figures, for a well-done job: "All of this is meaningless anyway."

By friends and family: "...What is this warm feeling inside?"

---Unintentional physical contact

That was accidental, therefore has no meaning, so no need to dwell on it. End of discussion.

---People who talk in excess

internally: “Huh, is this how other people see me? That’s a lot of talking. Fascinating. I guess I have to listen till they’re finished, it’s only fair. Then I’m gonna start talking. This conversation will last a lot longer than I anticipated.”

---Being at a club

"I'm bored. How much longer until I can slip out without being rude?"

---Getting in trouble at school

Looking the teacher dead in the eye: "What are you going to do, expel me?" He knows pretty well he wins them every possible competition, raising the statistics and bringing in money, he knows he won't get in trouble for breaking a few stupid rules.

---Getting roasted by a friend

Roast them right back.

---Types of humor besides their own

Roll his eyes. If with irritation or fondness, depends on who's making the joke.

---People of the opposite personality type

Okay, so I looked up old 16 personality test results I did for him some time ago, he's an ENTP, so I guess that the opposite would be ISFJ… which, coincidentally, is the result I got for Bridget, the love of his life! XD So, I'd say, he goes along with this type pretty well? XD

Honestly, he loves meeting new people, the more different from him the better, more reasons for a good debate! Problem is, not everyone shares his enthusiasm. XD

---Mainstream type people

"(sarcastic) Ahh, good to see the good old capitalism work as intended. (sincere) No, no, that's not your fault, this system is literally designed to appeal to you, nothing wrong with that!"

---Memes and internet humor

Doesn’t keep up with it, but he’s all for people having fun.

---People who are needlessly lazy

Annoy them into doing some work, probably.

---Being pulled into a fight

Story of his life. He grits his teeth and deals with it as quickly as possible, so he can get back to his business.

---Really early mornings

What’s the difference??? Seriously, his internal clock is all over the place.

---Having to be a mediator among friends

That’s just a typical Tuesday for him.

---Learning new flaws in other people

Adding it to the mental file on this person and adjust his expectations accordingly.

---Acquiring new physical flaws

“Sure, why shouldn’t my life be even harder, huh? Alright, let’s soldier on. I wonder what the tabloids are gonna write about that…”

---Moving into a new home

New home, new start. It's pretty exciting to arrange everything.

---Being ignored by a crush

Pouts. Just a little. Sees if it gets him anywhere. If not, he shrugs it off and moves on.

---Sharing a literal bed

He doesn’t have much use for a bed, but on the rare occasion someone actually manages to drag him into one, he's out like a light. No concern for who he might be sharing it with.

---Their own flaws and insecurities

“Yeah, yeah, I know, I have a problem with this. I’ll work on it. Promise…”

---People’s misconceptions of them

“Eh. What else did I expect? Do I bother correcting them, or just let it be?” (Usually lets it be)

---Their crush loving someone else

"Ouch. Uhm… sure. Alright. I guess it's for the better. I hope they're happy…"

---Someone who wants to debate

“ALRIGHT! Let’s get this party started!!!” (He loves debating. A LOT.)

---A crabby boss at work

Tests how cheeky he can get before getting called out on it.

---Control freaks in their life

Malicious compliance.

---People so open minded that they agree to everything

“What do you do when someone offers you opposing ideas? What’s your thought process there? Do you flip a coin? Asking for science.”

---Day and night changes

Literally couldn’t care less. Barley notices it.

---People who gossip

Ignores them. There's no sense fighting them.

---All nighter activities

What's the difference between day and night, again?

---Theme parks on location

"They're so tacky, I love them! Let's ride everything!"

---Couples making out publicly

“Do you think they’re being performative, trying to hide from the public eye and themselves that their relationship lacks any substance, or just genuinely so in love that the rest of the world ceases to exist and they can’t contain themselves? Discuss.”

---Going to the doctor

“Make it quick, please. I have important stuff to do, but my friends won’t let me leave without a checkup. Let’s get it over with.”

---Bad smells in the area

Probably investigate what's causing them and if anything can be done about it.

---Beginning a new project

So many thoughts at once. Constantly calculating every possible outcome. It takes him a second until he can actually focus on the first step.

---New technology item in the house

If it's his own - probably loses interest in it right after ensuring it works properly and moves on to the next toy. If it's someone else’s - research it thoroughly (maybe taking it apart too) making sure it's not a spying device. XD

---Being cut off from supplies

"Time to improvise!"

---New money to spend if they want

“Hey, I got money. Does anyone want something?”

---New students or neighbors

Be welcoming and friendly if he comes across them, but doesn't get out of his way to greet them.

---Friends doing something wrong

"Okay, I'm gonna stop you right here… WHAT THE HECK WERE YOU THINKING???!"

---Getting called out on their mistake

"Yes, I KNOW, but unless you have any brilliant ideas on how to fix it instantly, just let me work it out myself already, okay?!"

---Optimistic kind of people

"That’s the spirit! In case it all crashes and burns around you, at least you didn’t waste time being miserable before it happens! Good for you!"

---People who overwork themselves

*Knowing look from someone who also chronically overworks himself* “Just be sure to stop before you kill yourself, okay?” Anything short of that is fair game, if the goal is worth it.

---People with poor hygiene

Politely ignoring if it’s strangers, gentle nudging/teasing if it’s friends.

---Animals in general

Don’t bother them, so (hopefully) they won’t bother you.

---People who don’t trust anyone

“Fair, fair. Say, have you ever got takeout? Or used public transportation? I’m just wondering how far the ‘trust no-one’ rule stretches…”

---Long lectures or speeches

“You… You could literally compress it into a five-minute bullet point version. You realize no one is paying attention anymore, right? I know that stuff you’re saying is important, but it’s counterproductive if you put your audience to sleep first! At least throw in a few jokes…”

---Sleepover activities

"Alright, let's go have some harmless childish fun! You know, for science."

---Travelling for vacations

"I can still work remotely on my projects, right?"

---Board or card games

"I honestly haven't touched any of them in years. But sure, I'm willing to try!"

---Starting a new job

"Just tell me what you want from me and leave me alone."

---People missing limbs

"... Do you want me to build you a new prosthetic? Free of charge. Let's talk customization!"

---Being kissed unexpectedly

If it’s his fiancée: “NICE.”

If it’s anyone else: “I appreciate the enthusiasm, but I’m about to be married! Sorry, you’re out of luck here.”

---A sudden scream

*deep sigh* “What now?”

---The sight of fresh blood

"... That… Probably shouldn't be here. Alright, let's investigate."

---Public wardrobe malfunctions

Likely doesn't notice. If he does, he still marches on so confidently that no one dares to say anything.

---Sleeping in accidentally

"...How mad will Bridget be?" (Though honestly, if it means he actually got some sleep for a change, probably not much. She can handle some bad publicity in his name.)

---Friends of a bad influence

Doesn't play the goody-two-shoes but doesn’t compromize his firmer morals. Can probably be some good influence while still acting "cool".

---Pessimistic kind of people

“Hey, maybe it won’t be THAT bad! Maybe we can escape with some limbs intact! That’s something to look forward to!”

---People who hate a show they like

“Piss off, let me enjoy things in peace."

---Being told they’re not good enough

If it’s some jerk who they just met: *challenging* “Oh yeah? Pray tell, WHO is good enough in your eyes? I don’t see YOU working overly hard to get your job done…”

If it’s someone close to him: “…Okay.” *proceeds to silently bend over backwards to BECOME good enough, probably destroying himself in the process*

---People with mental disorders

Asking about what accomodations do they need and proceeds to stare down anyone who dares to say anything about it.

---Being turned down for an invite

“Yup, okay, no problem, some other time, then!” *I shouldn’t have asked so suddenly, of course they have other plans, everyone has their own life! Stupid of me to forget.*

---People who don’t take care of their bodies

"Look, I know I'm not the one to talk, but it really isn't healthy. You deserve to feel better than that."

---Being told a secret

He doesn’t have any dramatic reaction. Is silently glad to be trusted, but won't acknowledge it in any way. He probably just nods.

---People with very little impulse control

*Sighs and follows to do the damage control*

---People who can’t make a solid decision

"You know you have to decide eventually. I won't help you with it, so we're stuck here until you do." Slight guilt-tripping isn't below him.

---Intentional physical contact

"Oh, that's… nice. Yup, makes sense, people are social creatures, it's natural for them, and I'm probably a little touch-starved, now that I think about it. Yup, let's settle on 'that's nice'."

---People who complain

Complains about their complaining, even harder. Give them a taste of their own medicine.

---Being introduced to someone else

*Charming mode activated*

---Having something of theirs taken

"Are you going to give that back, or shall I start looking for a new one?"

---Not knowing what they are doing tomorrow

"Ahh, finally some free, unstructured time. I wonder who will try to bring about the end of the world tomorrow."

---Their plans going awry

“Time for plan B! Or to make a plan B on the spot. Whatever.”

---Various authority figures

Act compliant enough not to get caught, do what is right regardless.

---People who can’t take care of themselves

Subtly helping them until they do.

---Weather changes

“Oh, right. Weather exists. Probably should take that into account. I haven’t been outside in a long time.”

---People who wait for you to go to them

He's going to make them wait a LONG time. But he's gonna cave eventually.

---Competitive people

“Does this make you happy? This constant chase for glory? Meaningless victory after meaningless victory? It will never be fullfilling, you know. You'll never be fully satisfied."

---A very ladylike girl

“Okay, that’s an odd sight nowadays. I love it.”

---Being taken to the gym

“Sure, I guess. I’m not going to like it, but if it makes you happy. I’m not going to make a habit out of it, though. I don’t really see the point.”

---Really late nights

Time is meaningless anyway. Seriously, who cares for daylight?

---Having a room all to themselves

“More space to spread out my projects and working tools!”

---A true gentleman

“I want to study you so bad.”

---People who keep changing how they look

“It’s like having a little surprise every day! I look forward to seeing what else you come up with!”

---Being kicked out of a public place

“….That was funny.”

---Getting lost when they need to be somewhere

"... They're gonna wait for me. They will. Still, finding my way now would be MARVELOUS. What the heck went wrong?"

---Getting something unexpectedly free

"Uhm, thanks, but I don’t really need that? I can pay you, you know."

---Reading someone else’s journal

He's probably gonna mark spelling errors, automatically. And write coments on the margins.

---A friend who snaps at them

If he was being purposefully annoying: *winning smirk*

If he wasn’t: *taken aback* “Okaaay… I probably should back off now. Uhm, sorry about that? You wanna talk it out?”

---People who like a show they hate

“Everyone’s entitled to their opinion. Besides, it doesn’t really matter. Having arguments over this would be just petty.”

---Someone having a crush on them

He doesn’t alter his behavior much, it's not his problem after all, but he hates to lead anyone on so he tries to let them down gently, while still being friendly. He also doesn’t want to embarass anybody.

---Not knowing where to go next

Choosing the direction at random and finding out.

---Super mega health nuts

“I plan to get killed before any of my organs get out of warranty anyway, so I see no reason to obsess over health too much. Just remember, you can always get run over by a bus!”

---Technology geeks

“I mean, you keep me in the business, but try not to get too dependent on it, okay?”

(It’s too late, isn’t it?)

---Culture-minded culture-focused people

Admires their dedication.

---Nature enthusiasts

Doesn't truly share it, but whatever suits them.

---Being given a gift they can’t use

Probably laugh about it.

---Being blamed for a friend’s misdeed

Honestly a pretty regular occurrence. If it caughts him unawares internally he's like "*sigh* [name], what did you do this time?" and fishes for info so he can play along accordingly. But often he just straight up takes the blame, knowing that he can usually get away with more due to his privileges.

---Being snubbed by someone they look up to

After a whole childhood of getting snubbed by his own parents, he tries not to let it bother him too much. Just keeps doing his job. And he generally tries to avoid putting people on the pedestals in the first place.

---Being put on the spot to give an answer

He either knows it, or bluffs convincingly enough. No problem.

---Talking in front of a large group

Again, typical Tuesday. He’s a natural.

---Being left out of an activity

"Alright, that's no problem. I have work to do anyway. You guys have fun without me."

---Animal enthusiasts

“Okaaaay… That’s cute. I don’t really see the appeal, but that’s cute. Happy for you.”

---People with physical disorders

Basically treats them like everyone else. Offers asistance when specifically asked to.

---History enthusiasts

"You're like a walking encyclopedia, and I want to learn from you! Honestly, infodump more, that's really interesting!"

---Being sat on by someone else

Just, ask them to move? He doesn’t think much of it.

---An injured person

Get them some medical attention. Not necessarily by himself. There are people more competent at it.

---An unexpected grade in school

"Grades are a meaningless concept that doesn't reflect one's knowledge or skill level at all. It's all about standarized testing designed to keep a complacent society. Plus it's affected by the teacher's biases. And ultimately no one cares about them once you finish school."

---Authority figures playing favorites

"That's human nature for you. Try to work around the unjust system."

---Segregation and prejudice

“Explain your reasoning to me NOW. I’m fully prepared to debunk every single point you make. Oh, I have time. I’ll clear my calendar just for this. I’m not letting you go until you see an error of your ways.”

---Activists who try to force their ideals

"Yeeeeah, right. Look, I get that you feel very strongly about this topic, but have you considered the other point of view? Not that I necessarily disagree with you, but you come across a bit too aggressive, plus your understanding of the situation seems pretty simplistic, and that's not gonna work out well…"

---Commercials on TV

"Let's see what they're trying to sell now, and how pathetic they are at it. You know, for research."

---Learning a secret they weren’t supposed to

Wondering how to use it without betraying he knows anything.

---Being flirted with

Nicely, but firmly indicating he's not interested. Confident all the time.

---Being lied to or betrayed

He shouldn't be surprised. Deeply disappointed if it was a friend, though.

---Loud/rowdy/energetic people

Observing them with slight amusement. Like a zoo display. If he's got enough, he'd retreat to his lab.

---Tense situations

Take it upon himself to break this tension. That's his speciality.

---Rough tough areas of town

Keep calm, try not to stand out too much and leave as soon as possible.

---Situations under stress/pressure

Guess his energy level spikes up and he's a bit more snappy with people in extreme situations, but that's it. But honestly, when is he NOT stressed? It's practically his baseline. He's mostly numb to it, in moderate doses.

---Learning or advancing a skill

"Okay, I got that covered, so what's the next step?" Learning never stops.

---Music of their choice

He doesn’t care much for music. He's got to be in the mood for it.

---Being invited out with friends

"Cool, what are we going to do?"

---Plans changing on the spot

"Okay! So let's get to it!"

---Being placed in a group project

"So, how are we dividing the tasks? I propose we make a plan…"

---Sharing a bedroom

"Honestly, just tell me if you want me to clean up my stuff. I can always move with them to the garage."

#mine #My OCs #OC questions

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hiccanna-tidbits · 3 years ago

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The RotBTD+ Gang Plays DnD! (Feat. my ships, sorry not sorry XD)

So highkey I’ve actually been wanting to do a “The Gang Plays DnD” type post for AGES now, but then I saw @hobie-brown and @ohlooksheswriting-wips do DnD AU posts for RotBTD, and then I was like “Ah shit, I really should finish mine, eh?” So thank you to both of you for inspiring me to get off my ass and actually write the post!!!

Hiccup DMs. He comes up with this super complex plot revolving around dragons (because of course) where the party has to dismantle this society ruled by evil knights who want to genocide all of the dragons. Imagine his chagrin when the party wants to do nothing but fuck around in towns and aggravate NPCs 90% of the time.

They usually end up playing at Jack’s apartment, mainly because Hiccup’s dad doesn’t really want a bunch of loud nerds yelling about 20-sided dice in his household while he’s trying to work, if he can at all help it. Jack’s sister regularly barges into their living room and roasts the fuck out of Jack and his friends for being such damn nerds and eats all of their DnD snacks they’ve set out. If they’re in the middle of a combat session, she always gleefully proclaims that they’re all going to die. While Jack is annoyed by this, the rest of the party finds it deeply hilarious.

Jack Overland plays the absolute mayhem warlock Jack Frost, who got his powers through making a deal with the archfey Prince of Frost and has absolutely no qualms about being an evil god’s mortal Sower of Chaos. He spends the vast majority of the campaign doing such useful things as creating ice slicks under annoying NPCs and freezing people’s drinks. He also plays a Tiefling because absolutely no one can talk this boy out of playing the creepy demon race.

Rapunzel plays a woodland nymph druid who is also the party healer (because of course she is). Her name is probably Sunlily or something else suitably hippie-esque. Whenever there’s downtime (or whenever the rest of the party is also dicking around, and she can get away with it), Rapunzel likes to go into the nearest forest and pick the best berries and nuts for the rest of the party. She also loves baking fruit pies and cooking the best nymph food for her companions when given the chance. Definitely the party Cinnamon Roll (every party has one!). She often will turn into cute animals to distract the guards while the party infiltrates a building.

Merida’s character is the party archer and general ranged weapon master, as well as a raging lesbian. Hiccup learns very quickly that any male NPC who tries to flirt with her will very quickly get impaled with an arrow. She can’t ever decide if she wants to be a ranger or a rogue, so she multiclasses in both for flare. She also plays a Tiefling, and continually insists that her character is both scarier and sexier than Jack’s. In combat, she either Leeroy Jenkins her way in with a sword and just starts slashing every which way, or just shoots 90% of the enemies with arrows before the fight even starts. There’s really no in between. She can get away with this because she’s highkey one of the party tanks, and consistently deals a shitton of damage.

Anna plays a human bard, basically having read over the class options and going “Wait, in this one I get to make stylish medieval music??? And wear dramatic and garish outfits and a dumb hat??? And cast wacky illusion spells??? And do silly little magic tricks??? And INSPIRE EVERYONE??? Hell yeah, I’m in!!!” She mostly uses magic attacks in combat (definitely favors Tasha’s Hideous Laughter), but occasionally when she’s out of spell slots she’ll just take to slamming enemies in the face with her lute. She also has WAY too much fun with Vicious Mockery, let’s be real.

Elsa, upon hearing Jack’s character concept, rolls her eyes so far up in her head she can see her damn brain, and vows to play his concept, but serious–solely out of spite. She rolls up a super OP elf Chaos Sorcerer, filled with lots of brooding angst about how uncontrollable her winter powers can get if she isn’t careful. She combines it a bit with Storm Sorcerer so she can create literal blizzards, and Hiccup ends up allowing it just because he thinks it’s cool. Although Elsa’s character is undoubtedly aggravated by the rest of the party’s antics, she starts becoming grudgingly protective of these idiots and can deal some pretty crazy damage when her companions are threatened. She also contains one of the party’s only brain cells.

Eugene of course plays dashing rogue master thief Flynn Rider. Although his high deception and lockpicking skills certainly come in handy, he’s the most chaotic neutral fucker you’ve ever met and will take any excuse to rob NPCs blind or cheat them out of every cent they have in a tavern card game. It’s nigh impossible to get him to cooperate with the rest of the party much of the time, and often Elsa’s character has to either bribe him with some of her family’s gold or threaten to freeze him to stop him backstabbing one or more party members. Eugene’s character forces Hiccup to add in many more heist plotlines than he originally intended. This delights Eugene immensely, and sometimes he goes a bit crazy planning elaborate heists.

Moana plays a sorcerer water genasi. She can control any body of water, but she has a special affinity for controlling saltwater (i.e. the ocean lol). She also requests an animal handling bonus, but only with marine animals, solely because she thought it would be funny. She’s also an ex-pirate who robbed a lot of wealthy merchant ships and freed their slaves back in the day, which Merida thinks is incredibly badass. Moana tends to get bored and unengaged when there are no bodies of water to play around with, so Hiccup ends up having to add a lot more lakes, rivers, and oceans to the campaign than he originally planned on. Moana also takes a sailing skill, and thus the party often ends up traveling by boat. Typically Eugene and Rapunzel will infiltrate and hijack it, and Moana will sail it. Moana probably contains the party’s only other brain cell.

Astrid plays a gigantic berserker orc barbarian who is never without his trusty axe. Astrid is hands down the party’s top tank, and unquestionably deals the most damage every combat session. Much like Merida’s character, Astrid’s character is absolutely a shameless power fantasy. Hiccup pretty easily picks up on this, but is too polite to say anything about it. Jack also picks up on this, but is hardly as courteous as their DM, and teases Astrid mercilessly. Astrid is not amused.

Rapunzel requests that her weapon of choice be a frying pan, her justification being that her character found a discarded one at the edge of a human village outside her woods and mistaked it for a highly-dangerous human weapon. Hiccup is like “…you know what? Fuck it” and rolls up stats for a goddamn frying pan. Jack has nigh-endless admiration for Rapunzel for choosing such a goddamn memey, absurd, yet oddly effective weapon and it definitely makes the poor boy even more smitten with her than he already is.

Eugene and Merida have a bet going on who can sleep with more sexy barmaids. Merida is currently winning, much to Eugene’s chagrin. She’s not even inherently better at seducing NPCs, she and Eugene have the same charisma stat–she just consistently rolls better than Eugene. Eugene is incredibly salty about this.

Anna and Elsa want to be sisters in-game as well, but neither want to change their race–so Anna decides her character was adopted. Hiccup and the rest of the party go along with it, mainly because there’s something deeply hilarious about a regular human bard being adopted and raised by a family of high-powered elf ice mages.

Astrid is absolutely the sort of player who tends to get bored and restless outside of fights, and tends to fidget and twiddle her thumbs waiting for the next combat session. Jack picks up on this, and purposely does more roleplay for longer just to piss her off. He’s also just a very dramatic fucker and highkey loves roleplay.

When she’s not causing mayhem around the town or sleeping with hot women, Merida tries to entertain Astrid between combat sessions by offering to spar with her. Unfortunately, this does not usually end well for poor Merida, as even the most hardcore and badass of tieflings is prone to getting dumpstered by an 8-foot-tall barbarian orc with an axe. Astrid is, nonetheless, grateful to have someone to fight.

Rapunzel, Elsa, and Moana will humor Hiccup and attempt to actually play the main plot. Meanwhile, Jack, Merida, and Eugene are a DM’s worst nightmare. They constantly derail the damn campaign to fuck around, cause mayhem, and do inane shenanigans in every. Damn. Town. They go to. Anna is kind of a wildcard–she’ll typically go with whatever group looks like they’re going to be doing something more interesting. Astrid will go along with whichever group is more likely to get into a fight–which, often as not, is Jack and his posse of terrible Chaotic Neutrals (who have definitely pissed off a number of NPCs into attacking them).

As the campaign goes on, Elsa and Eugene become the beleaguered Party Mom and Dad. Both are quite aggravated by this–especially poor Eugene, who just wanted to play a morally-gray charming rogue who stole everything and got away with it and then accidentally ended up caring about these idiots he got stuck with.

Anna initially joins the campaign because she has a planet-size crush on Hiccup, and inevitably is the one who dragged Elsa into it too. Being the hopeless romantic that she is, Anna writes a love interest into her backstory. Hiccup eventually has the party run into said love interest, and Anna is overjoyed. He starts flirting with her as the love interest, and it’s easily the best 30 minutes of Anna’s life.

Moana and Elsa also give Hiccup pretty detailed backstories, and he works in little subplots for them. Moana gets to bring water back to a dying part of the jungle in the middle of a draught, while Elsa gets to go on a whole sidequest to explore her family history and how they came to be sorcerers.

Jack, Merida, and Eugene also give Hiccup fairly elaborate backstories, but Jack’s and Merida’s are like 99% memes and Dumb Shit. Hiccup tries to give all of them backstory-related plot hooks, but inevitably any hooks he provides are either stabbed, robbed, or frozen. Honestly any plot hook offered to these 3 will be all but spat in the face of and tossed off a cliff.

The one relevant part of Eugene’s backstory is that he and Rapunzel decide they used to be partners in crime before the campaign started. Rapunzel would infiltrate and scout out places he wanted to rob as small, unobtrusive animals (her preferred Wild Shape is a chameleon) and later distract the guards as a bunny or kitten while he went in and took every gold coin in sight. In return, Flynn Rider would bribe builders to not develop into Sunlily’s forest. Rapunzel and Eugene partly came up with this For Funsies, but also it was Rapunzel’s sneaky way of tricking Eugene into having prior connections in the party so he’d be less likely to betray them. It works pretty well–although the entire party is protective of Cinnamon Roll Sunlily, Flynn is certainly especially protective of her.

Astrid does the absolute bare minimum as far as backstories go. She is literally just here to smash stuff, slice people, and beat some fuckers up.

Rapunzel has a backstory, but she’s typically so invested in the main plot and the other party members that Hiccup rarely needs to bring it in to keep her engaged. She’s highkey the party emotional rock, and probably the only one keeping them all together.

On that note, Rapunzel’s character is the ONLY one who can get Jack’s character to take the plot even REMOTELY seriously. Like he’ll be dicking around in the nearest tavern challenging the nearest orc to a drinking game, and Rapunzel will come in and ask him to help them on a Main Plot Quest. And he’ll be like “come onnnnn I’m having funnn” and she’ll be like “Jack pleeeeeease?” and you just. Can’t resist Sunlily’s puppy dog eyes. At all. Also, whenever Sunlily is genuinely threatened, any silliness immediately goes out the window and Jack Frost is OUT FOR BLOOD.

For better or for worse, Rapunzel is not immune to being looped into Jack’s shenanigans. Occasionally if either Merida or Eugene have a particularly hare-brained scheme she’ll go along with it, but by and large Jack is the most successful in convincing her to temporarily abandon the plot and cause mild mischief with him. They once wasted half a session creating an elaborate “ice theme park” for some squirrels in the forest.

Hiccup tries to get Merida to play the main plot by eventually having there be no more sexy female NPCs to seduce in the towns they go to. Unfortunately, this backfires–Merida just hooks up with Moana’s character instead. When asked to roll for how good the lay is, Merida gets a nat 20–and thus her character and Moana’s character end up hooking up regularly throughout the rest of the campaign.

Hiccup introduces a few Wise Old Mentor-type NPCs to guide the party throughout the campaign. While Rapunzel, Elsa, Moana, and Anna actually try to listen to them and take their advice, Merida, Jack, and Eugene absolutely refuse to take them seriously and mercilessly play pranks on them.

At one point, Hiccup gives the party the option to attempt to tame a group of wild dragons and use them as mounts. They all have to make animal handling checks. Anna, Rapunzel, Elsa, and Moana pass. The rest of the party fails, with Jack and Eugene crit-failing. Hilarity ensues.

Hiccup ends up bringing back Anna’s backstory love interest as an NPC regular. Anna thinks he’s just being a good friend and a good DM and trying to incorporate her backstory as much as he can, but really, he just wants an excuse to regularly flirt with her. He hardly has the balls to out-of-game.

Merida comes out as gay toward the end of the campaign. Everyone in the group is extremely supportive, of course, but everyone is also like “Merida…with the amount of barmaids you’ve banged…and the amount of times you and Moana’s character hooked up…this isn’t exactly surprising.”

Hiccup actually finds a way to use Jack and Elsa’s same-concept-opposite-execution characters to the plot’s advantage. He decides one of the main villains will have a prophecy saying he’ll be taken down by a powerful ice mage. The party manages to fool this guy into thinking this ice mage is Jack, and sends Jack to fight him. As soon as the villain sees Jack, he’s like “WHAT??? THIS clown???” (word has absolutely spread throughout the land of Jack not using his ice powers for anything besides mildly annoying trolling). Naturally, the bad guy lets his guard down after thinking he’s going to fight this literal joke, and then Elsa crashes in from the side and absolutely dumpsters him.

Jack tries to defeat the final boss by just annoying him so much that he leaves. Unfortunately, he just annoys him so much that he attacks Rapunzel’s character. Jack’s just like “oh HELL no” and attacks with absolutely nothing held back. Turns out he’s pretty terrifying when he’s not using his magic for Dumb Antics.

During the final boss of the campaign, the Big Bad tries to one-shot Moana’s character, and Merida’s character super theatrically jumps in front of her to take the blow instead. Rapunzel just barely manages to heal Merida’s character, but it’s a really close call. During all this, Merida is like “ah shit...maybe I’m NOT just in this to get fantasy-laid.” After the fight’s over, her and Moana’s characters have a big dramatic love confession and share a Big Damn Kiss in front of everyone. It’s pretty epic.

After the final session of the campaign, Merida drags Moana outside Jack’s apartment and sputters and trips over her words for a solid minute before she finally gets out that through all this nonsense...well...maybe it’s not just in the game that she thinks Moana is hot. Moana just gets this HUGE grin on her face and says “c’mere, Leeroy Jenkins” and just pulls Merida in and kisses her. Cue the rest of the party barging in on them. Merida and Moana freeze, and there’s a moment of terrified silence...and then the entire party starts cheering them on like “took you long enough!”

The entire rest of the party could detect the sexual tension. Literally all of them.

But Eugene is like “HA, THIS MEANS IF WE DO A SEQUEL CAMPAIGN I’M WINNING THAT BET! BECAUSE YOU’RE GONNA BE DATING MO’S CHAR AND THUS NOT ABLE TO SLEEP WITH ANY MORE BARMAIDS!”

By the epilogue session, Jack and Rapunzel are dating. Merida and Moana are also dating. Hiccup and Anna STILL haven’t figured out why they’re so prone to spending half the session flirting when Anna’s love interest shows up, and Hiccup STILL hasn’t figured out why he likes to have Anna’s love interest show up so often. Bless their souls. Maybe they’ll figure it out next campaign...?

Damn I actually really like this...maybe if people like it I’ll do some incorrect quotes or a drabble or something??? Or maybe some HCs from next campaign???

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ridiasfangirlings · 3 years ago

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MikoReiSaru with incubus!Fushimi.

I'm imagining this like Mikorei already in a relationship and then Fushimi shows up trying to use his incubus powers on someone and he basically ends up adopted into the threesome XD Like say Munakata and Mikoto are dating but they're pretty often at odds with each other too, like every now and again they have to take a break from each other so they don't end up punching each other in the face. Normally they live together but when they're having a moment Mikoto goes back to crash on his friend Kusanagi's couch for a while before coming home and Munakata works a little longer so he doesn't think much about not seeing Mikoto there. One evening though he's alone in his room doing work when he's spotted by wandering incubus Fushimi, who is probably the worst incubus because he hates having to like seduce people and all that, he just wants to feed and get out of there. Munakata happens to be feeling a bit....frustrated without Mikoto there and Fushimi figures this will be easy pickings, he just needs to slip into Munakata's dream and go from there. Instead though imagine Munakata is surprisingly in control of his own dreams, Fushimi can't seem to manipulate things at all and he ends up like having to sit down and do a dream puzzle with Munakata and he has no idea how this guy knew Fushimi was trying to control his dream.

Fushimi's super annoyed that Munakata managed to ruin his plan and he's also probably getting pretty hungry because he didn't get to feed on Munakata at all. He decides to go find a different mark but ends up drifting back to Munakata's place anyway. This time Munakata is gone, having to do some overtime at work, but he and Mikoto have reconciled again so Mikoto's asleep on the couch. Fushimi thinks well this guy should be easier right and slips into Mikoto's dream, only to find Mikoto's still asleep even in his dreams. Fushimi's getting kinda annoyed and also frustrated by this whole thing, this is why he hates being an incubus and having to like deal with people. He's complaining to himself in Mikoto's dream when Mikoto just reaches out and grabs him, like Mikoto doesn't know who Fushimi is or why he's attacking people in their dreams but Fushimi looks like he needs to take a break and calm down. Fushimi ends up falling asleep himself in the dream and maybe when that happens he almost drags Mikoto into his nightmare instead, visions of his dad Niki who was like this awful super predatory incubus. When Fushimi realizes what's going on he wakes up and like manifests himself outside of the dream instead, like he has a spectral form that can become solid and it's usually his spirit self who invades dreams. In order to escape his own nightmare Fushimi leaves Mikoto's dream and manifests for a moment in the middle of the apartment, where Munakata just so happens to be returning from work. Their eyes meet, Munakata gives an intrigued 'oya,' and then Fushimi dives out the window.

After that Fushimi doesn't intend to go back to that apartment ever again but he's also starving and it's hard for him to manifest his spirit form. In cases like this it's easier for him if he's been inside someone's dream before and so he has no choice but to go back to Munakata and Mikoto's place, maybe he has to approach in corporeal form too because maintaining spirit form in his state is too difficult. He slips in through the window and then a light turns on, Munakata and Mikoto have been waiting for him to show up again. Fushimi tenses, not sure what they intend to do with him, and then Munakata notes that Fushimi should have simply presented himself to them this way in the first place rather than invading dreams, Munakata was hoping to speak with him again. Fushimi can't believe that Munakata just wants to talk to an incubus and Munakata's all 'ah, so that is what you are.' Mikoto notes that Fushimi seems pretty pale and Fushimi grumbles that it's all their fault, swaying a little as he starts feeling a bit faint. Munakata wonders if Fushimi has eaten recently and Fushimi's all 'what do you think?', annoyed at being cornered this way. Munakata and Mikoto exchange a glance and Munakata decides in that case they will need to get him something to eat and then they can talk, leaning in to give Fushimi a kiss as he starts to unbutton his shirt.

#Mikoreisaru #Talking K #even when he's an incubus Fushimi bottoms :3c #mmmm Fushimi sandwich very nice #after that Munakata and Mikoto decide they like him and want him to stay #Fushimi has no idea how this happened

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dp-marvel94 · 3 years ago

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From 'Fanfic Ask Meme', P? Also, in this question: there is a strict plan for a story, how much you keep it or it entirely changes when the story itself or the characters make it go to another way? With this side inquiring I think, it includes Q too. :)

And I'd take W too, 'cause I noticed you fill prompts often and I've got curious how it works. Like, is there a catchy part that specifically gets your attention or you just 'go with the flow' when you decide to write something for one prompt?

Thanks for answering and have a nice day! :)

P) Am I an architect or a gardener?

I feel like I'm something in the middle, I guess. For the most part, I have a rudimentary plan for a story before I start it. If I'm planning for something to be multi-chapter, I want to have a solid ending. How I get there though... well, let's just say characters like to break the outline. Or more like expand the outline. Pretty much every story I've written has been longer than I intended because the characters actually take more time or need more work to get to the conclusion than I thought. I always have a plan but the story works the best when the characters move at their own pace and stay in character.

I've had a few times that I've had to throw out scenes. It normally happens if I realize that the characters aren't quite in-character or acting like themselves. Like for example, I had to throw out a scene in the newest Face to Face chapter and write a new one. It was a scene of Phantom doing something particularly ghostly when he was happy, that his friends and family thought was cute and hilarious. They ended up teasing him and once my beta read it, it was clear that the tone was a little too mean and that the Dannys aren't at a point yet where they could handle being embarrassed like that. I wrote a new scene where Phantom's happy, being particularly ghosty , and gets teased but it's more in character now.

W) Do I like general prompts or more specific ones?

This one's kinda hard. I think it depends on the particular prompt. I'm more likely to gravitate towards ones with very specific content, anything having to do with clones or split Danny mostly. As I've said, my favorite genre of fic are one's where Danny talks to himself. Whether that's clones, duplicates, time travel, split Danny, or dimension hoping, I'm probably interested. More of the time when I do fill something, what happens is, I see a post, intend to write a few sentences in response, but then can't stop writing. So yeah, most of the time, I don't intend to fic said prompt at all. XD

#Danny Phantom #my post

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the-kings-tail-fin · 3 years ago

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《Headcanons for if McQueen went out with Francesco instead of Sally? I probably opened a blackhole into something bad, but dammit all anyway. lel -Mun》

This ended up being longer than I intended XD

I know Sally wasn't in Tokyo with the team for the WGP, but I threw her in there anyway just because it's funny.

The World Gran Prix officials call it an "icebreaker event", something to get the racers familiar with each other before the first race in Tokyo. It's teambuilding, they say, good for morale - the racers are competitors, but they are all racing for a common goal, the future of car-kind as we know it. So they need to get to know one another.

Lightning calls it a waste of time.

"It's basically a blind date in a set up location with one of the other racers, who came up with this?" He vents to Sally. "Why not something... normal?"

"Say the word and I'll take your place." She winks.

"Ugh. Really."

Lightning shows up to a restaurant that he didn't get to pick, all by himself, with no idea who he's supposed to be looking for.

His date finds him first.

"Ey, McQueen!"

Lightning groans and makes mental note of where the exits in the building are.

"Francesco. Delighted." He quips.

"Of course! Everyone is delighted to meet Francesco."

Bernoulli, who's obviously been there long enough to be a few martinis to the wind, sashays his way across the floor.

"I thought, perhaps, that the great Lightning McQueen would dress up a little for this event, no? Does he not want to look good next to Francesco?"

"Fresh wax, just for you, buddy."

There's no hiding the disappointment in his voice. Francesco notices and smiles. He's going to have a fun night.

"Come, let us commence this 'date'."

"It's not a date."

"Ah, that is what you think, McQueen. We are going to get to know each other over some drinks. It is a date."

"Well. Sounds like you're the expert."

"You should be honored - Francesco does not go out with just anyone."

"Flattered."

"First round, on a-me!"

Francesco drinks both of them. Lightning doesn't care, he's not thirsty. A half hour (and a few more rounds) goes by and Francesco is absolutely sloshed.

He reaches over and puts a tire on his companion's fender.

"You know Francesco has never felt a fender before?"

"I don't see why that had to change."

"So smooth and protective, restrictive, how can you-a stand it?"

Francesco strokes the lucky sticker a few times, as though he's giving a small animal affection.

McQueen cringes and inches away.

"Look, it's been great, but I gotta go now." Lightning starts to turn for the door. "Guess I'll see you tomorrow. On the track. In my rearview."

"I will see you, McQueen, in your dreams tonight, mwah!"

Lightning feels a pair of lips plant directly on his front left fender. Right on the lucky sticker. Somewhere, a camera flashes.

"Yep, no - goodbye."

"See you tonight!"

"In my nightmares," Lightning growls under his breath as he makes his exit. "Great. Now I gotta go through the wash again."

The picture goes viral. It's all over the city, the internet - the world.

"Great," Lightning mumbles as it flashes across the side of a building across the street. "That's a good look."

"I mean, I can't compete with that," Sally whistles, rolling up beside him. "You look good! Let me know if you two ever need an extra."

"Sally."

"Did you make the most of it and get a good up close look at his - "

"Sally."

#lightning mcqueen #sally carrera #francesco bernoulli

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erimentary · 3 years ago

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About a Certain Duke's Daughter (Part 2)

Translation of ある公爵令嬢について from the Hamefura Web Novel Read Part 1 here

T/N: I am using the spelling used in the Light Novels, but I would probably make an exception for Fray, if/when she appears. I'll use Randall as her last name if ever (it was Landoor in the LNs, iirc). :) Holy, moly. This part is a little longer than the previous one and took me more time to translate than I thought it would. My apologies for any typos or grammatical mistakes--I haven't given it another read through so this is as raw as it gets. xD Anyway, please enjoy, and my messages are open if you notice any translation/grammatical mistakes, or just want to talk about HameFura.

And so, a few years after I started being able to use magic, I enrolled at the Academy of Magic.

And while I entered the academy shouldering the excessive expectations of the Tucker household, I arrived only to learn that my magic was actually quite weak.

No, rather than learning about it for the first time, I already noticed it before.

The Tucker house was situated far in the countryside, and while it is a Baron household, it was quite a low-ranking house. There was no one with magical powers nearby.

Even so, from the way my magical powers activated at a later age and from what was written in books about magic, I already knew that my magic was quite weak.

However, actually entering the Academy of Magic and seeing the magical powers of the sons and daughters of other nobles, I realized once again that it was quite impertinent to even call my own magical power as magic.

I was already reluctant to go back to the Tucker household before, and now, after this realization, I became even more reluctant to go back to the estate.

Baron Tucker was so over the moon at having a magic-user in the family for the first time that he said he’ll have someone’s son marry into the family and make me the heiress but.. Honestly, from the perspective of a high-ranking house with several magic-wielding members, a concubine’s daughter with such negligible magical powers would just be laughed at scornfully.

The Tucker family, a low-ranking baron household, was, so to speak, a family of naive country bumpkins.

I am grateful to them of course, for providing for me thus far, and I was thinking about paying them back the cost of taking care of me once I start working.

However, not once had I ever thought of wanting to stay in the Tucker house.

It was not like I hated it there, but I didn’t feel at home either.

So I looked for a way to avoid going back home.

A way for the baron family to acknowledge me without me having to go back… And I found it.

That is, to work at the Magical Ministry. It is the most prominent organization in the country and admired by many.

If I am employed there, the Tuckers will be overjoyed, and they will never ask me to quit and go home.

It is said that while the Magical Ministry employs a lot of powerful magic-users, even those with almost no magical powers but have excellent grades could be employed as researchers.

And since I have insignificant magical powers, I have no choice but to aim for that.

Fortunately for me—someone who had been continuously praised for being a remarkable student by my teachers since I was but a child—I was able to remain an excellent student even after entering the Academy of Magic.

I was able to get the top ranking at the academic tests that took place soon after entering the academy. As a result, while I have very little magical capabilities, I was selected to become a member of the much-admired student council.

The student council of the Academy of Magic was a target of admiration of the whole student body.

After the Tucker household was notified that I became a member of the council, I received an all too thick letter from them expressing their joy. I was also commended by my teachers.

To a daughter of a countryside baron, this was such a great honor.

However, this also led to a lot of jealousy.

In the first place, most magic wielders are nobles, and the higher you go up the nobility rank, the greater the number of wielders.

Therefore, the majority of the students at the Academy of Magic are those of higher peerage.

This trend is especially apparent these days. Within the second years, students even include those of royal status and sons and daughters of dukes—people you ordinarily wouldn’t get the chance to meet if you live your life normally.

Under these circumstances, I could understand why the other students would not find it amusing if the daughter of a countryside baron had been selected to be a part of the widely-admired student council.

The jealousy is particularly strong this year, as the student council, starting with the royal twins, included a lot of seniors that are strongly adored by their juniors.

As far as social statuses go, among the second years, there is a commoner who wields magic—something the Academy had not seen in a while—named Maria Campbell, but… she is a wielder of light magic; aside from the fact that light magic users are extremely rare, her magical power is also regarded as top class.

In contrast to that, I am but the daughter of a countryside baron, not much different to a commoner in terms of status, wielding the not uncommon wind magic—and it’s fairly weak too. My only saving grace is my academic capabilities…….

It would probably go better for me if I had a more amiable personality, but... if you’d allow me to say so myself, I am quite twisted. I can’t even begin to spell amiable.

In other words, on top of the extreme jealousy, students in the academy despised me for being “a haughty and disagreeable girl despite her weak magic and low station”.

To be honest, though being in this situation feels terrible, there is nothing that I can do.

Ever since before, no one in the Tucker household really liked me, and even in the school I used to attend, people talked behind my back, and I was subjected to petty harassment.

To that end, the situation hasn’t really changed, just that the harassment has become a little more intense.

In other words, I should just do my best for two years, get excellent grades and get a job at the Magical Ministry.

I just have to continue to work hard on my own, as I always had. That was what I decided in my heart a few weeks after entering the Academy of Magic. That was what I intended but…..

“Hey, Ginger, you should try these sweets too. They’re very good!*

“No, thank you. I’m still working.”

“Really? I’ll just leave them here for you then~”

Saying this, she grinned and left the sweets beautifully wrapped in paper on top of the desk.

She had never responded to me in an unpleasant way even with my curt way of replying, something that is often frowned upon by others. If anything, no matter how cold I respond, she continues to approach me with a friendly smile. I can’t help but find it strange.

A few months have passed since my enrollment at the Academy of Magic and becoming a member of the student council.

Thanks to that, I’ve gotten quite used to my work here, but... There were some unexpected happenings as well.

To begin with, ever since I started being envied and harassed by the people around me after entering the academy and being selected as a member of the student council, I had intended to do my best on my own.

After all, I thought no one would involve themselves with me with any intention other than bullying.

And yet..… Most of the other first years who were also selected for the student council both had high pride and status, and I can feel their uneasiness around me, but…… All the second-year members are friendly and amicable, seemingly unbothered by social ranks.

Even the members of the royal family, Prince Jeord and Prince Alan, do not look down on me, and treat me as an equal.

And among those people, the one who is especially friendly is

———Katarina Claes, a duke’s daughter.

The only daughter of Duke Claes and Prince Jeord’s fiancée.

She, who stands on top of the social hierarchy, goes in and out of the student council every day, having completely integrated herself with the other student council members despite not being an actual member herself.

At the very strong request of the other second-year members, she was allowed to enter the student council room—

A place that is off-limits to the general student populace.

Lady Katarina is called “The Benevolent Saint” within the school. When I just joined the student council, I was also a little surprised by her kind and amiable smile.

However, after a little while, I realized.

Katarina Claes is————simply a dumb weirdo…...

#hamefura #otome game no hametsu flag shika nai akuyaku reijou ni tensei shiteshimatta #my next life as a villainess: all routes lead to doom #my next life as a villainess #ginger tucker #katarina claes #eri translates

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anon-rebel-writes · 3 years ago

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Of Pink Fairies and Teenage Boys - 1

Hello everyone! I hope you are having a fantabulous day!

This concept is a little strange, but it gets better the more chapters come out! Hopefully the weirdness doesn’t freak anyone out too much XD

The idea was basically just Marinette being a fairy and Luka kinda being in love with how adorable she is. But now it’s a story about Marinette slowly helping him out with different aspects of his life.

I intended this story to be a slow burn, but I’m impatient so it’s going to be five chapters! :D

I hope you all enjoy this piece! It starts under the cut! Ao3 Link

The hot summer rays pierced into the porthole of his cabin. Light danced across his floor in a rich orange hue as the sun set for the day. The divider in the middle of the room was closed off as soft shuffling came from the other side of the wall.

Luka sat on his bed holding his guitar tightly in his hands - the knuckles turning white with from the pressure. His teeth were clenched and his jaw seemed tense. While this was far from normal, lately Luka was finding it hard to keep his usual calm demeanor.

School was officially out for the summer. Most kids were spending it at the pool or with friends, unfortunately Luka Couffaine was not most kids. He saw his mom working longer hours and coming home later than average. While Anarka wasn’t a woman to complain, he saw how not even her bright attitude could outshine the stress.

Luka decided to help out by taking on extra shifts at his delivery job. The money wasn’t crazy, but it could definitely help his mom out. At the end of the day, he just wanted to make her life easier, even if the extra work made his shoulders a little tighter.

His band, Kitty Section, also thought of increasing their practice times. His sister, Juleka, and their drummer, Ivan, wanted to change rehearsal from once a week, to twice a week. It seemed great for them since neither worked or had much to do during summer break, but Luka found himself worn thin from all the extra playing.

Even now, he found himself cringing slightly at the guitar in his hands. When did music become such a chore? All these thoughts continued to plague his mind as his left hand silently fingered different riffs and notes while his right hand merely tapped along the body of the instrument. It wasn’t hard to see that Luka was in a funk. Usually a bit of meditating would help him relax, but miniature distractions always seemed to pull him out of it. They tended to come from his sister, since she usually sat across from his side of the room.

But Luka didn’t want to blame her, it wasn’t her fault. Luka found himself easier to blame. She was just trying to enjoy her free time, it was summer after all. Yet every time she faintly hummed a tune or tapped her desk, he found himself tensing up and feeling frustrated.

The light outside finally left his room and soft snores were heard through the barrier. He barely felt himself moving as he placed the guitar back on its rack. A shaky breath left him as he ran his fingers through his unruly hair. Nothing was working anymore, time seemed to drag on and yet move so fast. When was the last time he worked on his hair? The strands covered his eyes more each day with the blue dye slowly growing out.

He quietly moved off of his bed to change into something more comfortable for sleep. Luka threw on an old band shirt and some red flannel pajama pants. But staring back at his bed, he felt restless. The corners of his eyes felt watery and he held his arms tightly.

Luka didn’t regret any of the stress. He was doing it for his family. It didn’t matter how exhausted he was after riding his bike all day. It didn’t matter that he could barely keep his eyes open during band practice. The only thing that mattered was that he was helping them.

He took a deep breath before trying to shake off the negative feelings. As Luka moved across his cabin towards the bed, the porthole next to his bed swung open, letting in a huge gust of wind. He instinctively tried to shield himself from anything that could fly inside, but nothing but warm air filled the room. After the initial shock, he moved over to the window and closed it tightly again. He looked over at the divider and listened carefully to make sure Juleka didn’t awaken.

Muffled snoring continued to sound out behind the barrier and he felt a small wave of relief flush over him before a soft voice whispered in his left ear, “Wow you look just like your picture.”

At least Juleka was a heavy sleeper so she couldn’t hear the girlish shriek that came from him. Luka jumped away from the voice, falling onto the ground next to his amp. His head turned towards the source of the voice and he saw a little bug flying where his ear was. But it wasn’t a bug, it was a lot larger than a typical bug. Squinting his eyes, he saw that the ‘bug’ looked like a human girl with wings.

“What. The hell.”

The little flying girl attempted to move towards him, but seeing as Luka cowered into the corner of the room in fear, she stopped herself. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you! I’m such a klutz, I don’t wanna mess this up already…”

Luka’s eyes were popping out of his head as he stared at her, trying to rack his brain around whether he had passed out earlier and just forgot. He was tired after work today, surely this must all be a dream. But the little fluttering person continued to ramble, the more she talked, the more Luka realized that this may be real. The bug-person-girl was speaking about an assignment, but then she started waving her arms around, gesturing to him and then her. Luka honestly tried to focus on her words, but her wings were loud and the buzzing sound grabbed his full attention.

“-So that’s basically the situation. Do you understand, Monsieur Couffaine?”

He definitely heard that. How did she know his name already? The girl saw his disoriented expression and sighed, “You didn’t hear anything I said, did you?” He nodded his head and attempted to shuffle closer to his bed, trying to find anything to ground himself.

The girl slowly moved towards him as he finally sat back on the soft surface of his bed. Sitting there was supposed to help him back to reality, but the fabric definitely felt real and not like something he’d feel in a dream. His stomach was knotting and suddenly he felt lightheaded. The flying girl-person-bug perched herself on his guitar and waited for him to settle down. After pinching himself a couple of times to make sure he was awake, he nodded over to her. She gave him a big smile and lifted a hand to him.

“I’m Marinette, your own personal fairy!”

Luka leaned towards her with a finger held out to shake her hand back. Now that he was closer, he could see her a lot better. The girl, Marinette, was surrounded in a soft pink glow. She wore a dress made from varying hues of pink petals. The dress was pulled together on her waist by a small string that tied into a bow behind her. Her hair pulled back into a bun on the top of her head, also tied with string. He squinted and saw that she actually had little feet, and those feet had toes. Which was a very strange thing to be amazed by, considering that she just told him she was a fairy.

In all honesty, despite the strange scenario, Luka found his face burning at her adorable outfit. Which was also a strange thing to think about, because she just told him she was a fairy. “Okay, wow. I have like- a million things going through my mind right now. I’m gonna need a minute-”

A loud snore echoed through the room, interrupting his words. Marinette let go of his finger and both of them went rigid. After what felt like an eternity of waiting to see any signs of Juleka waking up, the fairy flew towards Luka’s face to bring his attention back to her. “Wow. Your sister’s a deep sleeper! Even after your girly scream!” Luka should totally be offended. He should be, but honestly his ego was the least of his concerns.

“Yeah, Jules...she’s good at- I guess- sleeping? I’m sorry, I can’t really focus on her when you’re literally a fairy.”

Marinette let out a soft laugh that oddly sounded sweet, chirpy, and cute. Wait, why was he thinking she was cute?! Not cute. She was not cute. Even if her cheeks were rosy and her hair looked soft and- oh my god why is he thinking like this.

“Well, I guess I should re-explain myself, right? I’m a fairy. We are magical beings here to help humans out when they feel sad. Every fairy is assigned a human to watch over and take care of. After the human is happy again, we wipe our existence from their mind and they go on with their lives. Sounds like a good deal, right?”

While in theory that made sense (honestly it didn’t because up until this point Luka was one-hundred percent sure that fairies weren’t real), he couldn’t help but feel mystified. “Okay...I have so many questions.”

Another chirpy (and cute) giggle came from her and she landed next to him on his bed. “Lucky for you, I may have some answers!”

Luka slowly nodded his head as he watched her walk around his blanket. She honestly couldn’t have been longer than the length of his hand, so seeing her move around really gave him odd feelings, more so than before. “So...Fairies are real?”

Marinette laughed again as she began climbing on his lap. “Yup! We used to roam around in the open, but some awful humans began using us for our magic. Now we hide ourselves and help humans secretly!” Luka looked down at the fairy and saw she began rubbing herself around the hem of his shirt. This was definitely strange. Even if this happened to be a dream, he probably shouldn’t be imagining a fairy rubbing her face against his stomach, right? “Uh- What’re you doing?”

She met his eyes and flew up to his face again. “Sorry, it’s just been so long since I felt such nice fabric. I’ve always wanted to wear cute clothes like you humans do! Your shirt is so soft!”

Not only was he stuck with a mythical creature, but he was stuck with a cute one that happened to enjoy rubbing her face on him. Trying to push any weird thoughts out of his mind, Luka nodded his head and tried to look anywhere else but her. She seemed to sense his uncomfortable aura because she backed away from him and sat on the edge of his porthole. “Why don’t you go to bed, Monsieur Couffaine. I’ll answer all your questions in the morning, okay? A good night’s rest will help get your brain back in working condition!”

Luka looked at Marinette and saw her illuminated by her pink glow and the moonlight. His heart felt like her wings for a moment, but he shook his head to get rid of any strange feelings and stood up. Marinette watched his movements as he walked towards his dresser again and grabbed his blue hoodie.

Her head tilted to the side as she watched him fold it into a small bundle. He walked towards his bed and laid the hoodie onto his amp. Luka looked down timidly at the floor in an effort to avoid her gaze. “I just- I thought a hoodie might be nicer than the window.”

Marinette gave him a soft smile and fluttered back over to his head. She pressed her face into his cheek and then dove into the makeshift bed.

This had to have been a dream. There was no way a fairy just kissed his cheek. Luka found himself a bit dazed at her gesture, so he decided to lay on his bed to try and get some rest. Although with all the adrenaline coursing through his body, he doubted he would sleep for the next week.

At least that’s what he thought before strange dust appeared over his head and his eyes suddenly felt heavier. He glanced over at the nightstand and saw the fairy’s hands twirling in the air out of the hoodie, producing the dust that fell over him.

While this could all be a hallucination due to the lack of sleep he’s been getting lately, he found himself faintly longing for this to not be a dream. A tiny part of him wanted to believe that this could actually be real. But all those thoughts were for tomorrow, right now his body was focused on finally pulling him into slumber. For the first time in a while, Luka found himself peacefully sleeping with a tiny part of him excited for tomorrow.

#pro lukamari #lukanette #luka couffaine #marinette dupain cheng #fairy au #chapter 1 #ao3 #slow burn #but not really because I'm impatient #of pink fairies and teenage boys

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shijiujun · 4 years ago

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Hope everyone is partying (by yourself, spiritually, or with people, all are totally fine) well into the Christmas weekend! I am back with even more recs (I’ll prolly give it a rest at the 10th one sorry for the spam guys)! This one I just finished a few days ago, because CHINA BOOKSTORE PUBLISHED THIS ON CHRISTMAS WITH MANY GOODIES!! And I was like oh cute long-hair dude, let me read this.

Anyway this is a fengshui + supernatural + body-switching type of novel, with a heavy focus on fengshui! I don’t know if everyone knows what fengshui is (I will prolly do a list for Chinese New Year) and I am no expert, but it’s basically like Chinese geomancy where you can calculate a person’s fate, wealth, marriage suitability etc. with things in an individual’s environment.

So a lot of Chinese people, for example businessmen when they have new offices or when couples renovate their homes, they may get a feng shui master to arrange furniture and add crystals or talismans or whatever to increase wealth/prosperity/happiness or harmonize bad energy etc., just an example. When you want to check the compatibility of yourself and your SO, some people do go to the fengshui master and calculate their 八字 (day, hour, time they were born + other things) to see when is an auspicious day to marry etc.

My ex-editor really believes in feng shui masters because hers really predicted a year that her husband got into hugeee trouble like almost to the day itself apparently. And she always wear an accessory with a snake on it because the master said

Written by the same author (Xi Zi Xu) who wrote Kaleidoscope of Death!

- Part of Min’s ‘Why You Should Read’ Series -

Summary:

This book is set in the normal, regular, law-abiding modern city world where fengshui is heavily believed in, and skilled masters can see spirits, bad energies. Where dogs can be reincarnated as humans, and there are demonic pets that humans can keep, and paper dolls can come to life basically.

Zhou Jia Yu is a government office worker who dies in a car accident one day, and wakes up in the body of another Zhou Jia Yu - a handsome man whose name is the same as his. He’s brought back by this spirit bird in his head called Ji Ba (pun not intended), who says that Zhou Jia Yu is fated to save Lin Zhu Shui, the young, blind fengshui master who has caught him.

Unfortunately, this second Zhou Jia Yu is a con-artist who has cheated the money of several families via fraudulent fengshui schemes, and his scams have led to the death of several children in the process. Legendary fengshui master Lin Zhu Shui and his disciples have caught/imprisoned this Zhou Jia Yu, not knowing that original conman Zhou Jia Yu has died (and therefore his soul is gone), leaving good citizen Zhou Jia Yu in the body of a conman.

Lin Zhu Shui intends to kill conman Zhou Jia Yu (not really kill, kill but probably will do something to his soul, considering there are laws against murder you know) when good citizen Zhou Jia Yu wakes up in this body, but because he has come back from the dead, his body and soul is considered an extremely yin (cold) body, which allows him to attract more bad spirits and energy, giving him an extraordinary, gifted ability to excel in the fengshui line. Of course, being the master that he is, Lin Zhu Shui also realizes that this Zhou Jia Yu (and his soul, in particular) is not the one he caught, and as he has an extremely yang (hot) body, the both of them are compatible with each other. Lin Zhuo Shui realizes that he can train Zho Jia Yu and then takes him on as his disciple.

Cue Zhou Jia Yu being tossed into a dangerous fengshui competition as he figures out just what Ji Ba wants him to do about Lin Zhu Shui. In the meanwhile, he falls in love with amazingly handsome, cool and aloof Lin Zhu Shui (who threatens to murder him if he doesn’t come out first in the competition), who keeps him warm when he gets unbearably cold due to his body condition. They also have to deal with an evil person working behind the scenes, and how Zhou Jia Yu eventually returns back into his own body at the end.

Read:

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Characters:

1. 周嘉鱼 Zhou Jia Yu (third from right) - A really cute government office worker whose soul was pulled into a conman’s body, who has the same name as he, when he got into a car accident. Has an extremely yin (cold) body which attracts spirits (good and bad), and allows him to see, smell or hear them more clearly than everyone else except for Lin Zhu Shui. He cooks extremely well too and is considered a treasure in the household by Lin Zhu Shui’s other disciples because none of them can cook for shit. They don’t initially know that this Zhou Jia Yu is not conman Zhou Jia Yu, although they suspect it, and once they fall in love with his cooking no one doubts him anymore HAHAHA.

He gets a feng shui tattoo personally done by Lin Zhu Shui who already knows that his soul was switched, a tattoo which is supposed to help him in feng shui matters. Gets a paper doll son halfway through the story, who he calls Xiao Zhi (little paper), which calls him Dad (and calls Lin Zhu Shui Big Dad - da baba) ;-; It’s the cutest shit ever.

There’s a mystical creature in the back of his head that speaks to him and helps him out on certain feng shui things, and helps him to explain what he’s seeing, but aside from telling Jia Yu that he’s supposed to save Lin Zhu Shui, the mystical bird thing is unable to tell him anything else. Within a few weeks of him waking up in this body, he’s sent by Lin Zhu Shui on an international feng shui competition without having any sort of basic knowledge, only innate talent, much to his panic XD As Lin Zhu Shui continues to protect him, teach him and tease/smile at him, Jia Yu, who is certified gay af, falls totally in love with the seemingly aloof and strict feng shui master.

They probably would have continued like this if not for Jia Yu’s body deteriorating because his body is technically not his and not compatible with his soul, and Lin Zhu Shui tries to find a way to save him, after seeing the future where Jia Yu’s body is rotting as he dies slowly over months and begging Lin Zhu Shui to kill him and let him die.

2. 林逐水 Lin Zhu Shui (third from left, right next to Jia Yu) - Long-haired, wears changshan perpetually and is blind, but can see more clearly than most people. He knows where everyone’s positions are exactly, and can see spirits etc. very well despite being blind. Considered a genius of the feng shui world and is the patriarch of one of the big feng shui families in the world - the Lin family. He’s a master at drawing talismans, carving crystals/gems and feng shui tattooing.

He’s so well-known that everyone wants to be his disciple, everyone wants to get a talisman/crystal/tattoo from him, everyone wants him to come and look at their houses, but he can’t be bothered with most people. He’s also super handsome? So a lot of girls (and guys) are always drooling over him.

He has an extremely yang (hot) body, which is supposed to naturally help to repel spirits and what not, but because of this he suffers a lot in the summer. His body condition is very rare and when he was younger, others said he would not live past 18 years old, and his parents gave up their lives to change his fate so he would survive. The feng shui master also predicted that Lin Zhu Shui would experience another calamity when he was 30 (thereabout), and that year, thankfully he has Jia Yu as his entire house caught on fire in the summer while he was in it (and cooling talismans and the house item placements meant to keep the house entirely cool in the summer were no longer working). Jia Yu helped him to cool down with his incredibly yin body.

Knows right off the bat that this is a different Jia Yu, and starts teaching him as one of his disciples. Can only eat the food hat Jia Yu cooks because his yin qualities transfer to the food he cooks as well, and Lin Zhu Shui usually cannot eat anything else that’s cooked outside. Gives Jia Yu a carved jade pendant he made himself that’s apparently worth thousands of dollars to keep him safe, and is a dumbass when it comes to confessing to Jia Yu hahahaha (although he’s successful at the end!)

3. 沈一穷 Shen Yi Qiong (second from right, dark skin tone) - Lin Zhu Shui’s youngest disciple and also Jia Yu’s best friend, technically. Brash but smart, and is always thirsting openly after his shifu Lin Zhu Shui, it’s hilarious! He’s a little jealous in the beginning because his shifu is showering Jia Yu with so much attention when he’s only been around for a week etc., but quickly gets used to it and supports Jia Yu. Jia Yu always makes fun of his tanned skin, then makes fun of his singlehood HAHA, while Shen Yi Qiong provides emotional support to Jia Yu, and by emotional support I mean when Jia Yu asks him what will happen to him if he loses the feng shui competition, Shen Yi Qiong pats him on the shoulder and asks him to choose a vase/pot pattern (like a ceramic pot where you put cremated ashes) = shifu will kill him if he loses the competition, so gets Jia Yu to choose a pot he likes so Shen Yi Qiong can help him put his ashes in HAHAHAHA. He is the last one to find a significant other, but the one he finds is like a legendary mystical creature who half deceives him into promising to marry him and then keeps chasing after Shen Yi Qiong so he can marry him XD

4. 林珏 Lin Jue (first from left) - Lin Zhu Shui’s cousin but technically his older sister because she brought him up after his parents died. Spends most of the novel being sad about her past lover who died because of an illness, and is wooed a few years later by a legendary golden dragon.

5. 小纸 Xiao Zhi (that little cute white thing on top of Jia Yu’s head) - A paper doll who’s given to Jia Yu after he helps out at the paper doll village/tribe, and grows up with Jia Yu and Lin Zhu Shui taking care of him. Is the cutest little shit ever, can speak, and calls Jia Yu ‘baba’ and Lin Zhu Shui ‘da baba’ i.e. dad and big dad. Very strong, and can protect Jia Yu very well.

Other Things I Like in the Novel:

Jia Yu basically goes to the feng shui competition and destroys everyone else because he’s just gifted in this aspect - When he wakes up, and in the days leading up to the competition, he doesn’t have a cellphone (Lin Zhu Shui and his disciples live in a remote part of town, a traditional-type house, one with nature) and after he wins the competition, other people want his phone number to contact him and he’s too embarrassed to say that he’s basically too poor to have a phone after rising from the dead, so he bluffs everyone and says “My shifu says that handphone signals and radiation will interfere with advanced feng shui readings so I don’t have one” and LITERALLY half of the feng shui training population gets rid of their phones on that day, gullible af

Everytime Jia Yu runs cold, he has to drink some of Lin Zhu Shui’s blood mixed with water/milk, and the man’s yang blood warms him up immediately

Jia Yu has to deal with four of Lin Zhu Shui’s disciples, all who are really suspicious of him because they think he’s the conman, and Jia Yu doesn’t realize they already know it’s not him until they defend him in front of other people, and he’s so touched

Shen Yi Qiong gets his marriage fortune told during one of the cases by accident. He asks when he’ll get married, and the thing replies “Seven Three” AND HE’S SO DEPRESSED BECAUSE he thinks that it means he’ll only get married when he’s 73. It’s a source of jokes between him, his other shixiongs and Jia Yu, but then towards the end he realizes what it means - His supposed match, a legendary mystical male weasel who’s 73 years old XD

Jia Yu keeps thirsting after Lin Zhu Shui, fully aware that he’s very gay himself, and he’s confessed to while he’s stuck in the haze of a high fever, so he thinks it’s a dream. Lin Zhu Shui doesn’t realize he forgot/thinks it’s a dream and is pissed that he’s rejected HAHAHA and then Lin Jue reminds him to not be a dumbass and confess properly, and so he does so again in an empty amusement park, after summoning evil spirits so they can fly in the air and make a heart shape just for Jia Yu while they’re on the ferris wheel XDDDD

#danmei #danmei recs #我五行缺你 #my five elements lack you #my five elements is short of you #西子绪 #xi zi xu #min's why you should read

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arthurtristankingsmen · 3 years ago

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More and longer theory chatter with @flash-the-geist with guest stars who popped in. This one is longer since it’s theorizing but turned into something Flash affectionately named the ‘Esprestissimo AU’ which I am keeping because I love it so much.

Most of this mainly features Duet thoughts and then shenanigans ! The most I did was add a missing thing in my own comments for clarification or that my brain skipped over when typing it before, or where I adjust the order of the messages for cohesiveness

please enjoy jdjd

flaaaash — Today at 4:35 AM

hmmm what if the note-taker is Duet, taking notes about "Solo"? that implies they're two different people

Arthur — Today at 4:36 AM

that's what i was thinking-- that the ‘He’ in the note is reverb, and this note is in reference to reverb, but also a comment on Solo, and the Duet 'wrote' this character profile as like-- a case file if they're in charge of the organization

so duet is like 'solo' claims she still needs to study him for research in a note on the file he's taking on reverb or something like that

flaaaash — Today at 4:37 AM

this might be my deep, unfortunate familiarity with bureaucracy talking, but- if the person in charge is also the one taking notes, it's a very small organization

Arthur — Today at 4:37 AM

oh yeah

i imagined it was tiny personally

tempo seems on the smaller side so if it's all based there, i was imagining it was relatively small

flaaaash — Today at 4:38 AM

not international then, perhaps

adkjfakjf oooh now I want to make a little card for Flash

Arthur — Today at 4:39 AM

yeah no-- at least since the name tempo of the town following the motif like seemingly implies it's based in/related to the town since if follows the reference style

or that's my thinking anyways?

flaaaash — Today at 4:39 AM

very true

imagine if Tempo is just Like That and the rest of the world is totally normal

Arthur — Today at 4:40 AM

i personally think vivi didn't grow up in tempo now more tho-- because i think if she did and there is an organization, they woulda gotten wind of her and she probably would've been recruited since she's smart and clearly into that kind of thing

and if she was in the org and knew what she was doing, i don't know if she would've gone to the cave if she was at all in the Know

flaaaash — Today at 4:40 AM

or they would have tried to study Mystery?

Arthur — Today at 4:41 AM

that too!!

even if they brought her in just because of mystery i imagine they would've brought her in

flaaaash — Today at 4:41 AM

maybe that's what the "her research into "REDACTED" is referring to. Research into mystery?

it all does seem to come back to him

Arthur — Today at 4:42 AM

or maybe she's relatively new to tempo still, and duet gave her a job because they intended to bring her in at some point but hadn't yet

like there were steps to take and like-- the cave happened before things could get fully underway

i mean at my job i applied in like-- march, and i didn't get an interview until may, and then i didn't get any training until november, and then i didn't get brought in to learn the job until december. so it'd be easy to imagine that if there was a reason, bringing her in could be a slow process

flaaaash — Today at 4:43 AM

that might also explain why there were all these "go back" signs in the cave

clearly someone with English language skills put the signage there

Arthur — Today at 4:43 AM

that too! it definitely felt like it was to warn off people and keep them from tresspassing

but the gang were kids and also ghost don't haunt the places that aren't super scary and dangerous! so of course they gotta go in!

flaaaash — Today at 4:45 AM

maybe they weren't expecting someone like Vivi at all

she was a wild card that popped up and threw a spanner in the works accidentally

Arthur — Today at 4:45 AM

yeah!

i can imagine her just coming in and completely bamboozling everyone

duet is like 'okay we'll get her in on this but we'll take some time to sort everything and judge where she's at skill wise since we have time and it's not like she can get into any danger with all our protective me--oh no'

flaaaash — Today at 4:48 AM

that calls Duet's motivation into question a lil bc - there's at least a significant amount of time between Lewis dying and them finding him again

since their search is reasonably extensive and Arthur's had time to heal up. So why didn't Duet do anything during this time?

Arthur — Today at 4:50 AM

hmmmm--- well we know it's been less than a year since the cave happened at least, and i think the way Ben talked about it sounded like it was a relatively short time table of only a few months, so maybe they wanted to give them recovery time or they weren't sure how to broach it-- i'm not sure. maybe the comic will give some kind of insight hopefully if the case is that vivi came in like that

i feel like it'd be interesting and make more sense given what she has available magic wise and mystery-wise if she wasn't in town until much later in life to explain why she wouldn’t already be working with the organization. but i'm still like hmm

because you do have a point that there would be a fair bit of inaction, unless for some reason vivi's memory issues or something was a problem or something happens in the prequel to explain or hint

tho now that brings into question if duet knows Lewis is dead, how are things not being managed better

i mean i've had arthur say in the past and i've said once or twice that like-- i think arthur was already working with prosthetics. so he could've had an arm mostly built and just had to make a more functioning one so that could've been fast. so hopefully maybe the prequel comic is set a bit before and might explain duet helping or something in a way that could make sense of it?

especially given he did make galaham's wheels already and such. he might've already built one but needed to make a new one set up for him

flaaaash — Today at 4:54 AM

I'm fairly sure people would at least know he's missing

I guess it's possible that the 'memory magic' thing that makes Vivi forget - it could affect everyone except Arthur and Mystery?

Arthur — Today at 4:56 AM

that's possible--

we have only seen mystery and arthur in the world seeming to know what's going on, so we don't know who knows what. just that vivi doesn't know lewis

but maybe nobody else does either to some degree

flaaaash — Today at 4:56 AM

Arthur being possessed at the time, and Mystery being a magical being himself. We don't have any evidence that anyone else remembers Lewis, although he seems to still be in pictures

Arthur — Today at 4:57 AM

people did seem confused arthur was freaking out in the store in the comic and like

idk. if i knew he lost his best friend i'd be more sympathetic/not look at him like he was crazy. I’d assume something set him off but probably feel bad for him if i knew what happened in the last year?

because i would imagine mental health is in the toilet after going on a trip and losing a friend even if he was only 'missing'

and the way arthur mentioned lewis and when vivi forgets he's just like 'nevermind'. if no one really remembers Lewis, then maybe giving up trying to explain is because he’s used to no one knowing who he means

flaaaash — Today at 4:58 AM

yea h

Arthur — Today at 4:58 AM

what if arthur only remembers lewis? (and mystery does)

Don't forget to take your meds ❤ — Today at 4:58 AM

In fairness most people would be confused if they saw someone having a panic attack in public, no matter how much was known about the person

flaaaash — Today at 4:58 AM

also if Lewis looked like himself for a moment just before dropping Arthur - does that mean Lance saw him?

or did he only see skele-version and thus didn't recognize him as Lewis

Arthur — Today at 4:58 AM

hmmmmm--- i lean to skele vision. he turned back pretty quick iirc

flaaaash — Today at 4:59 AM

I'm torn between analysing between a storyteller perspective and an in-world perspective

Arthur — Today at 5:01 AM

por que no los dos?

also

hmmm-- i think given people were like 'what's up with that guy', it seemed either not knowing what was going on with him or what it could stem from, but if lewis disappeared in a small town i feel like a lot of the details would've spread. so they might assume it had to do with that instead-- so it feels like maybe most people don't know

which seems strange in a smaller community because stuff gets around

flaaaash — Today at 5:01 AM

especially since the Peppers own a restaurant

Arthur — Today at 5:01 AM

yeah-- in a small town place a restuarant is usually a social hub of sorts

so if lewis disppeared i'm sure people would talk given he was a waiter and thus kind of a face for the restaurant

flaaaash — Today at 5:02 AM

also if they think he's missing and not dead, his family would be looking for him too. which means missing persons pics and all that

Arthur — Today at 5:02 AM

yeah and we didn’t see any. and some people not knowing or visitors i could get, but everyone seemed surprised by arthur freaking out, and if they knew lewis was missing and lewis and arthur were friends, it feels odd to like-- none of them to even look sympathetic

i would imagine if they knew lewis was gone they'd assume arthur would be more emotionally reactive than usual-- unless they have no idea that something is going on with arthur because you know-- lewis is erased jdjd

i mean the reason we know vivi doesn't remember is because her eyes glowed as lewis got phased out of the photo

but who knows maybe him being phased out was in general and that just meant she was affected too. everyone gets amnesia

flaaaash — Today at 5:03 AM

also slightly cracky theory but - if they ended up accidentally in the research facility during Ghost, that would explain why Vivi found a fully-stocked fridge alkja;gl

Arthur — Today at 5:04 AM

DSJDDLJSDLFJDSJL

that would be hilarious

lewis is his own scp in his tantrum mansion

they just keep an eye on the lot

flaaaash — Today at 5:05 AM

well what else are they gonna do with him??? xD

Arthur — Today at 5:05 AM

dslsdjdsfljdsfd

''welp no one knows who this guy is soooooo manor in the middle of nowhere time'

flaaaash — Today at 5:06 AM

"so the waiter turned into a vengeful spirit?" "oh uhhhh ok put him in a box i guess until we figure something out?"

ok theory- Duet knows Lewis is dead, but is trying to figure out a way to help/break the memory magic on Vivi, and that's why he's in the mansion/cave for a while before Ghost?

Arthur — Today at 5:06 AM

i like it! i think them knowing and approaching arthur in the comic and using 'rancid vibes' as an excuse would make sense

flaaaash — Today at 5:07 AM

"so that Vivi person wandered in again somehow and now the vengeful waiter ghost is loose?" "for fuck's sake you had ONE JOB-"

Arthur — Today at 5:07 AM

they know what's actually going on but they kinda act like everyone else while also getting arthur something that might help him in that book that i think will be important in the plot of the prequel

DL;G;HDGSAL;HKGSDHL;DGS

flash you have the biggest brain

flaaaash — Today at 5:08 AM

,kadjgalgkj

"also there was this killer tree-" "I do not care about the tree, one problem at a time"

Poor Duet is having A Week

but the mental image of them trying to avoid Arthur and Vivi investigating, while trying to find ??? and re-capture him while shoving Lewis in a box is hilarious, and then they run into Shiromori and just throw their hands in the air like "can u not????". And then Murder Mystery shows up and they just quit

Arthur — Today at 5:10 AM

dlaajldkljjdl;dldjlfkfd

duet is just like

on their tenth cup of coffee

Don't forget to take your meds ❤ — Today at 5:10 AM

Arthur: Those are rookie numbers

Arthur — Today at 5:11 AM

they see murder mystery and go back inside the shop like 'can you add like 5 espresso shots to this'

flaaaash — Today at 5:11 AM

explains why they're like "Arthur pls your vibes. Do you KNOW what I've been dealing with"

Arthur — Today at 5:11 AM

asdl;;dfslhsdahg;as;dghkghsdllhsgd

flaaaash — Today at 5:11 AM

"five extra shots and a red bull chaser please-"

Arthur — Today at 5:12 AM

(also just still crosses my fingers for medium/spiritually-sensitive!arthur to be canon but if not it will live on in my fannon)

dsldjllssfdf

they just start shoving coffee grounds directly into their mouth

flaaaash — Today at 5:12 AM

this series has a lot of antagonists

akjdalgj just crunching beans down whole

Arthur — Today at 5:13 AM

i need-- to draw duet

looking tired with a coffee

flaaaash — Today at 5:14 AM

Duet with a giant cup of coffee, staring at Murder Mystery with a deadpan stare and going "Absolutely not, I forbid it, there is not enough coffee in the WORLD."

Arthur — Today at 5:14 AM

flash and will if i share this chatter on tumblr would you be okay with it ? or would u rather i block out names if i do

i feel like some of this is hilarious and people need to experience it

flaaaash — Today at 5:14 AM

akdflaf no go for it

I will out myself as a sham of a storyboarder

Arthur — Today at 5:15 AM

duet is that gif of the ghost busters lady going 'mmm nope not today, room full of nightmares'

and turning and walking away

duet is doing their best and needs a nap

tired as Arthur

flaaaash — Today at 5:15 AM

Duet walking around the corner to see the gang facing down Murder Mystery: swivels on one foot and goes right back the way they came

Arthur — Today at 5:15 AM

ldjldljd EXACTLY

Don't forget to take your meds ❤ — Today at 5:16 AM

Heheheheh

Arthur — Today at 5:16 AM

like look at this person

look at their eyebags

they are Tired

they have deal with this bullshittery

they have sass to provide

but they also are Tired and done with this shit

flaaaash — Today at 5:16 AM

I want Duet and Arthur playing a game of caffeine chicken

Marshy — Today at 5:16 AM

Huge massive sigh as they see the whole bullshit situation go down and turns around to go back to the bookshop

flaaaash — Today at 5:16 AM

just lined up at the cafe bar, espresso shots in rows down the counter as they lock eyes-

who shall win- the CAFFEINE-OFF?

Arthur — Today at 5:17 AM

flash

pls if you right that i will pay you money

or maybe art

Marshy — Today at 5:17 AM

It's me I'll win

flaaaash — Today at 5:17 AM

SLFKJLKGS

Arthur — Today at 5:17 AM

dlasd;sdgkd;djslj;dags

i'm rooting for you take those nerds OUT

flaaaash — Today at 5:18 AM

"Duet gives him a look of Supreme Weariness and Nopery. Arthur counters with a double eye-roll of Resignation and Angst. In the true synchronicity of the Absolutely Done, they each take an espresso shot and slam it down."

Arthur — Today at 5:20 AM

djdasd;ds;lsda;ldj;lkdsl;jkdsj;lkasljkdjlkdg

they clink the little cups together first before taking their respective shots

flaaaash — Today at 5:21 AM

they do the thing where they turn it upside down to prove it's empty

by the fifth they're trying to outcompete each other with anecdotes

by the tenth they've moved onto toasting each other

Arthur — Today at 5:21 AM

Bonding!

Don't forget to take your meds ❤ — Today at 5:22 AM

The anecdotes get concerningly similar to each others

flaaaash — Today at 5:22 AM

by the twelfth, Arthur begins weeping. Duet pats him in solidarity and knocks the next shot clean off the counter due to caffeine-induced twitching

Arthur — Today at 5:22 AM

DSGLAHGLDGHDGHAAHDSGDG

EXCELLENT

want them to be friends now

flaaaash — Today at 5:23 AM

by the thirteenth, the barista stages an intervention and starts giving them decaf

by this point, they don't notice

Arthur — Today at 5:23 AM

asdlaadjsdsajd

thank you they owe you their life

they could taste the difference if they weren't vibrating into the 28the dimension atm

flaaaash — Today at 5:24 AM

after the fifteenth shot, the counter is clear and they're both full of sympathetic outrage for the other's plight. They sprint from the cafe, steamroll right over Shiromori, and punt the colours right out of Murder Mystery in a fit of industrial-strength caffeinated indignance.

Don't forget to take your meds ❤ — Today at 5:24 AM

Hahahaha

Arthur — Today at 5:25 AM

h;lsadlf;dsldj;fsljl;dfsajdfsa

flaaaash — Today at 5:25 AM

The newly Monochromatic Mystery has to then help Vivi contain the pair before they wipe all paranormal activity off the face of Tempo.

Arthur — Today at 5:25 AM

that's how the fifth video ends

flaaaash — Today at 5:25 AM

Lewis narrowly escapes by hiding in a box. THE END

Arthur — Today at 5:25 AM

dsal;gsdhldgsa;dgsdgs;hldgs;lhdsa

beautiful thank u flash

i owe you my life

flaaaash — Today at 5:25 AM

you're welcome it's my magnum opus

Arthur — Today at 5:26 AM

A+ story telling

i'm including it in the post

flaaaash — Today at 5:26 AM

ALKJGAGK

it's okay I don't have a reputation to ruin xD

Arthur — Today at 5:26 AM

dlasdl;dhsgldgdgs

this is a callout for flash being the funniest person alive--

or undead

flaaaash — Today at 5:27 AM

dead-

sfkjga

Arthur — Today at 5:27 AM

djdjdjdj

i thought about it and corrected myself xDD

flaaaash — Today at 5:30 AM

ok I have no idea if anyone will get this pun, but I dub this the Esprestissimo AU

Arthur — Today at 5:36 AM

djalsd;ldsjdsjldf

i LOVE THAT

music puns but espressos EXTRA ESPRESSOLY

flaaaash — Today at 5:49 AM

#headcanon #msa headcanon discussion #tristan rambles #flashthegeist #IT WAS SO MUCH FUN #duet #arthur #vivi #long post #mystery skulls animated #mystery skulls #my original stuff

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lady-divine-writes · 4 years ago

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Klaine one-shot “Artistic Differences” (Rated NC17)

Summary: Kurt and Blaine have known each other all their lives. They've loved each other almost as long. But as Blaine uses his love for Kurt as inspiration for his music, Kurt has yet to reciprocate. And since painting is Kurt's entire world, Blaine is worried about what that might mean for the two of them. (2703 words)

Notes: I had been writing this for the @klaineadvent Drabble Challenge 2020 prompt 'opinion'. I finally finished it. Wee! XD

Read on AO3.

Baby, you're not alone...

'Cause you're here with me...

And nothing's ever gonna bring us down...

'Cause nothing can keep me from lovin' you...

And you know it's true...

It don't matter what'll come to be...

Our love is all we need to make it through...

Blaine stops singing when he notices an echo haunting his lyrics, lingering on the high notes for longer than written. He listens with eyes closed, smiling at his keyboard.

His boyfriend Kurt, humming behind the melody.

Blaine has been ironing this song out for the past three hours now but Kurt hasn't complained once about the constant stopping and starting.

He never does.

Blaine peeks over his shoulder as he continues to play with the harmonies and watches Kurt, focused on the canvas in front of him, swaying to the rhythm of the music, happily sandwiched between his two passions - art and music.

It's a mild and sunny Saturday - a whole day devoted to cleaning up commissions and tying loose ends on weekly projects before their one day off together. Blaine and Kurt share a studio space - normally unheard of for an artist and a musician, but they make it work. It helps that they've known one another for so long that being alone together is the same as being alone with themselves. That also means they get the inside scoop on what the other is working on long before the public does.

And what they're not working on, which has begun to bother Blaine.

Blaine adores everything his talented boyfriend comes up with. Even regarding his more controversial works, there isn't a thing Kurt has painted that Blaine finds objectionable. Kurt puts his heart and soul into every painting, no matter who it's for, and no matter the subject. A writer from Artforum once wrote: "Kurt Hummel goes beyond the veil to showcase not just the external, but the core of every subject - their drives and motivations. It pairs nicely with the transparency of his own soul, which shines through the gouache and the gesso to leave the viewer with a tangible piece."

And therein lies the root of Blaine's problem.

A glance at one of Kurt's canvasses and the world knows everything it needs to about what he loves.

But one subject in particular has gone wholly unrepresented.

“How come you've never painted a portrait of me?” Blaine asks.

"Hmm... what's that, love?" Kurt mutters, switching out brushes, then moving from a blob of Titanium White to a smear of Winsor Blue.

"How come you've never painted a portrait of me?" Blaine rises off his piano bench and relocates to the wooden folding chair behind Kurt's easel in the hopes of pulling his attention a bit. "You've been an artist for as long as I've known you, and I've known you your entire life. But not once have you ever painted a portrait of me."

“Why do I need to? I have you right here," Kurt says, pretending to bop the tip of Blaine's nose with his brush. "Besides, these aren’t personal." His gaze bounces between the three canvases set on easels in an arc in front of him. "They’re bought and paid for.”

"But what about your private stuff? You've shown me your sketchbooks and your digital art files. Unless you have some hidden folder marked 'secret boyfriend art' that I've yet to come across, there's not a single piece of me in any of your work."

Kurt doesn't steer his gaze away from the apple he's adding highlights to to acknowledge his pouty boyfriend, but the corner of his mouth hitches. "If you say so, dear."

"I know so," Blaine grumps, crossing his arms over his chest and dropping back in the chair so hard he nearly topples it over.

"That's your opinion."

"You're evading."

"Is it really so important to you?"

"Yes! It would be nice to be immortalized by my artist boyfriend!"

Kurt snickers. "Are you that much of a narcissist?"

"Your art is important to you! More than that - it's your life! You paint everything that you love! You've made dozens of paintings of Finn, your father, your mother, your Navigator... "

"My Navigator is my baby. It deserves love. I don't get to drive it much living in the city," Kurt defends. "Besides, those paintings I posted on Instagram landed me a huge contract with Lincoln, and that paid for our month-long tryst to Bali. You're welcome, by the way."

"I'm not saying I'm not grateful... " Blaine pauses, the smile on his face a souvenir from thirty straight days of overindulgence in sex and alcohol. "I think I more than proved that on that private beach? Under the moonlight?"

"Yeah, you did," Kurt growls, silently hoping that will be the end of this discussion.

"But... " Blaine picks up and Kurt's heart sinks.

No luck.

"... nowhere am I present in your work. Not that I've seen. Not even in the abstract. And that makes me think... "

"Think what?" Kurt mutters, his playful attitude fading the longer this conversation drags on.

Blaine sighs, realizing how much like a spoiled toddler he sounds. But he's in too deep to stop now. "That you don't expect me to be around long."

Kurt's snicker turns into a full-blown chortle. "We've been together forever! You staked a claim on me in kindergarten! Are you suddenly going somewhere?"

"Can't you take this seriously?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because it's ridiculous!"

Blaine huffs. "Great. So my feelings are ridiculous."

"No, Blaine, your feelings are valid. This argument is ridiculous. Believe it or don't, you don't know everything about me. Or my work. What does it matter what I put on a canvas? I told you that I love you! That I would always love you! I tell you over and over and over! Those are my words! My truth! Listen to my truth!"

"B-but what if you change your mind?" Blaine grimaces when that toddler inside him begins throwing an all-out tantrum.

"Then I change my mind!" Kurt groans, slamming his free hand down on an open tube of Dandelion Green, sending a thick ribbon of paint a good four feet. "I'm allowed to change my mind! And so are you! But I don't see that happening!"

"Then why won't you marry me?"

Kurt pulls a face, probably without thinking about it. "Because I'm not very fond of marriage."

"Why not? Your parents had a great marriage! And your father has a wonderful second marriage!"

"But your parents don't have a very good marriage, do they? Nor your older brother, who's been divorced twice already! " Kurt argues, frustration causing him to forget himself and clean his stained hand on the untucked hem of his shirt instead of a rag. That should be a huge red-flag for Blaine to back down, yet he doesn't. Common sense? Sorry, don't know her. "And the national average isn't that great, either. Doesn't it mean more that I choose to stay with you instead of feeling obligated to?"

Blaine doesn't have an answer for that, even though the answer is obviously yes. Of course, it does. And in high school, that would have been enough to shut Blaine up. But admitting to that feels too much like conceding, and this one time, this is an argument he wants to win. "Did you hear that song I've been working on?" Blaine asks, switching gears so quickly, it puts Kurt on edge.

"Yes," Kurt replies, his voice becoming tight quickly. "It's lovely."

"I wrote it for you."

"Thank you. It sounds wonderful. Another huge hit in the making."

"It's the 15th song I've written in your honor."

"Wow," Kurt says dryly, predicting the direction this is heading. "That many?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's an incredibly kind and loving gesture, one that I didn't know required reciprocation."

"It doesn't require reciprocation. But it would be nice."

Kurt rolls his eyes at Blaine's agenda. Tit for tat. Is that how this is supposed to work? "From what I remember, those songs made you a pretty penny."

"So?"

"So, it's not like you wrote them for me and kept them between us. Most of those songs are chart-toppers."

"But I didn't release them for the money! I wouldn't care if they didn't make me a dime! I put them on the albums because I'm not afraid to let the world know how I feel about you!"

Kurt's brow furrows as he fights through a blooming headache to decode that declaration. Once he gets it, he gasps. "I'm not hiding you away if that's what you're implying! You go with me EVERYWHERE! Every gallery opening, every art show! There have been articles written about our relationship! You're no dirty little secret!"

"I never said I was."

"No?" Kurt chuckles bitterly. "You're sure implying it a great deal!"

"That's not what this is about."

"You're right. It's not. Blaine!" Kurt tosses his brush into a mug of water and starts pacing the floor. "I am a gay artist walking a very fine line."

"I'm a gay artist, too!" Blaine says, offended.

"But you're a musician. And a songwriter. Musicians are supposed to use love as their muse. Writing about your relationship is expected... unless you're Taylor Swift, apparently."

"Yeah. What's up with that?"

Kurt shrugs. "I don't know. The point is that the second I make a piece of art about our relationship in any way, shape, or form, I'm afraid that's all it will be about, no matter what I intend."

"Isn't art supposed to be subject to interpretation?"

"That's just it! If I hint that my art has anything to do with you, that will become the only interpretation. Because too many straight people see the homosexual experience as solely about the right to fuck who we want to fuck and nothing else. I make a portrait about you or dedicated to you, and after that... " Kurt's eyes leave Blaine's face, scanning the room and his canvasses all around for help making his argument. He finds a painting of a forest they hiked through in Bali and stops there "... a tree that I paint will no longer be just a tree. It will become a symbol. In a forest of evergreens, if one needle is slightly browner than the rest because the paint oxidizes weirdly or whatever, then it'll be about you and me on the skids and nothing else. And I don't want that to happen."

Blaine turns in his chair to find the painting Kurt is staring at. On the surface, it's trees, dirt, and sky, but underneath, it's much more than that. That painting of their beloved paradise is perfection - so much so that he can feel the sun on his face, the breeze kissing his cheek, smell the sunscreen on his skin. "I understand what you're saying, but... "

"But?" Kurt grinds out between his teeth. This is the frustrating thing about arguing with Blaine. Even when he says he sees Kurt's point of view, he doesn't seem to really.

And when he's not winning, he gets dismissive.

"... I think you're overthinking things a little."

"And you're not?"

"Another evade," Blaine says, pointing at him in a way reminiscent of his brother's only acting technique.

Kurt grabs the hair at his temple and pulls to keep from flinging the palette in his hand like a frisbee at Blaine's head. "Isn't it more important that you know how I feel about you? You inspire me every day! Your love, your support, your music - they feed my soul! But do I have to plaster it on a wall to make it real?"

"That's kind of an empty question because you don't! There are no paintings of me! Not even in our apartment! And I'm sorry, but I think that's very telling!"

Kurt nods, his lips pulled taut. "You're right, Blaine. Not one. And it is very telling." He drops his palette on his work table and circles the room, grabbing finished canvases and carrying them over. He positions them purposefully, placing some under UV lights he has mounted to runners on the ceiling.

"What... what are you doing?" Blaine asks with worry, wondering if Kurt is about to do something hasty, something that will ruin his paintings, waste all those hours of work, jeopardize the money he has yet to collect for them.

Kurt doesn't answer.

He doesn't even look at him.

He works silently, his shoulders rigid, his footsteps heavy as he collects paintings Blaine forgot about, paintings that had made Blaine bristle because they were of places they had been to together, things they had made a point to see only with each other, but not a one included him. Those Kurt flips upside down.

He swipes a squeeze bottle of clear liquid from his army of supplies. It could be water. It could be paint thinner. Blaine doesn't know, but he's not certain he wants to find out. He's about to leap off his seat to stop him, but Kurt switches off the overhead lights, turns on the UVs, and Blaine stops. He watches in horror as Kurt douses the flipped canvases in fluid, but the paint doesn't run. Whatever is in that bottle, it sticks, but only in certain areas, and before it dries completely, Kurt dusts the paintings with a fine powder, one that brings hidden images to life beneath the lights.

“Oh my God,” Blaine mutters, stepping back to get a better look.

Every painting, in one way or another, is of him. Of them. And not just recently. There are images of them from college, high school... middle school. There are profiles of Blaine in the negative space between flowers of one painting, and in the clouds of another. A fluorescent image of teenaged him playing guitar to a silhouette of Kurt sitting beside him. There are shadows of them dancing, singing, even a daring one of them making love up against a wall.

And the flipped landscapes? Their vacation pictures, as it were? The glowing dust reveals portraits hiding in plain sight, painted upside down and invisible to the naked eye. All of these images, Kurt painted in ways where no one would detect them if they weren't looking for them. If they didn't know they were there.

And they are in every. single. one.

Now that he's seen this, it's safe to assume all of Kurt's works carry similar Easter eggs, even paintings long gone.

"Why... why didn't you tell me about this?" Blaine asks, too stuck on stupid to move, walk from painting to painting and examine them properly.

"Why did I need to? I love you. I've told you. What else did I need to prove?"

Blaine shakes his head slowly, ashamed of himself. What an imbecile he is! Kurt is absolutely right. He loves him! He didn't need to prove it! The hurt Blaine felt - that was on him. It wasn't Kurt's responsibility to fix it. There isn't a day that goes by where Kurt doesn't show his love to Blaine in one way or another. Blaine didn't need this. He really didn't.

And right now, he doesn't feel he deserves it.

On a side note, how wrapped up in his own crap has he been that here, in this space that they share, where proximity has forced Kurt to memorize every song Blaine has been writing for his latest album while he paints, that he never realized just how frickin' talented his boyfriend is!?

"Kurt... " Blaine finally finds the strength to take a step forward, drawn to that ghostly image of them making love. It's a simple shadow of the moment, but it evokes a powerful memory "... these are incredible. How did you... ?" Blaine expects an answer before he can finish. Kurt is rarely shy about discussing his work.

Though Blaine should use this opening to his advantage - apologize since those should have been the first words out of his mouth.

But he gets nothing.

"Kurt?" Blaine looks over his shoulder in search of his boyfriend, ready to make amends.

But Kurt is gone.

#klaine fanfiction #klaine fic #klaine #blangst

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Baku deku and Todo having a crush but the girl is femme lesbian so they can’t have her XD haha let’s see these bois suffer

oop that’s gotta suck for the boys (>.<)

How would the boys be having a crush on a femme lesbian? [bakugo katsuki, midoriya izuku,todoroki shoto]

Bakugo Katsuki

○ he would be so frustrated around you knowing he could never have you all to himself

○ anyone who has common sense would be able to see that bakugo obviously has a soft spot for you

○ and you weren’t dumb either- you were well aware that bakugo had a crush on you

○ but you never really say anything about it since you didn’t want to find out what would happen if you exposed what (he thought) was his most well-kept secret

○ you just let it happen, and never really commented on the subtle gestures that he threw your way to try and get your attention

○ that is, until you start to develop a crush of your own on someone close to him

○ suddenly you’re all over him, slowly but surely worming your way into the bakusquad and hanging out with them more and more often

○ it was a well known fact that you weren’t interested in boys, and so initially it confused your classmates as to why you were suddenly seemingly all over the boy who had a massive crush on you

○ but eventually they connect the dots and realize what you’ve been trying to do the whole time

○ using bakugo to get closer to Mina, who was your ultimate target

○ bakugo realizes this as well, but if it was you he was so weak that he could never say no to you

○ and he HATES it, but he can’t do anything about it, watching helplessly as you friendzone him time and time again while trying to get closer to your own crush

○ it pains him to see how you smile at the pink girl sweetly, something that he only wanted to see directed towards him

○ sure, the two of you were still friends, but he couldn’t help but feel a pang in his chest when he saw the looks you and your now-girlfriend exchanged while the entire squad was hanging out

○ after you and mina got together, bakugo’s attitude towards you changes greatly

○ he now treated you like he treated everyone else in the class, not exactly unfriendly but definitely there was now a larger gap between the two of you

○ but at the end of the day, he couldn’t deny that he still liked you a lot, and he still could never refused anything you asked of him

○ as long as you were happy with mina, he supposes he’s satisfied too

○ as much as he wants you all to himself, he still would rather see you happy with somebody else from afar.

Todoroki Shoto

○ no one would really realize that he had a crush on you, given his stoic exterior and how he never acted much differently around you

○ the two of you are really close friends, and you would always go out together shopping, or just having fun at the expense of his father’s bank account

○ he knew that he would never have a chance with him, and he would much rather stay friends with you rather than confessing and making things awkward between you

○ so he silently supports you, always there if you needed anything and made sure that you were never sad

○ honestly he’s like a little puppy that follows you around wherever you go

○ people who didn’t know the two of you well would often ask if the two of you were dating, and he would cooly deny the claims

○ and if they continue to pry, you would explain that you weren’t interested in boys, and that he wasn’t interested in you that way either

○ you always wondered why he wouldn’t get a girlfriend and instead spent so much time hanging around you; he was rich and attractive, surely girls were lining up to date him

○ but he would always just give you a mysterious look and tell you there wasn’t anyone he was interested in

○ eventually maybe after a long time someone would finally find out about his well-hidden crush on you, but only because todoroki slipped during a late night conversation, sleep clouding his mind

○ and the person who heard this confession of his would surprisingly be none other than resident angry boy bakugo

○ bakugo’s surprisingly understanding of his situation and gets why he wouldn’t want to tell anyone about his crush on you but mostly he’s just surprised that todoroki is even capable of feeling emotions

○ todoroki’s visits to the blonde become more and more frequent, since now he had someone to talk to about his little secret

○ and they would eventually bond over their frequent talks

○ you can probably guess what happens after that- todoroki shouto discovers the wonderful world of bisexuality

○ you probably wouldn’t find out until years later, when bakugo talks about it at your class reunion and thanks you for helping them get together

○ and you’re a little surprised, but all of you just laugh it off, and you tease your best friend for never telling you back when you were still in U.A

○ the two of you are still close-knit friends, and occasionally you look back and laugh back at the good times you had

Midoriya Izuku

○ he would definitely be an emotional mess around you

○ everyone would know of his crush on you, and you were no exception

○ you felt bad knowing how felt felt towards you but not being able to return his feelings

○ he was well aware of the fact that you would never be his, but he still could never get over you no matter how hard he tried

○ and so, even though he knew he didn’t stand a chance he would still consider you one of his closest friends, and would never hesitate to help you if he saw you in need

○ he didn’t blame you at all for his unrequited love for you, instead blaming himself for being so dumb as to fall for someone he could never have

○ although he would never bring up the topic with you since he didn’t want to ruin your friendship, it was obvious that he favored you much more than everyone else in the squad

○ he would spoil you with gifts and things that you had mentioned liking, telling you that “that’s what friends do”

○ at first you would just put up with it and accept the gifts, but then it all started to become too much and you start to feel overwhelmed

○ it was getting borderline creepy, and eventually you confront him, telling him you weren’t really comfortable about it

○ and he profusely apologizes, telling him that he will try to give you some personal space

○ so he pretty much disappeared from your life and didn’t talk to you anymore, but you could still feel his intense gaze when you weren’t looking at him

○ you felt really guilty for always making him feel this way and rejecting his well-intended gestures, but you also knew that it was the only way to help the boy get over you

○ because you didn’t want to be around him so much, you would start hanging out more with kirishima and the bakusquad becoming closer with them than midoriya and the others

○ you enlist help of your mutual close friend uraraka, asking her to actively help him get his mind off you, having her bring him out with the rest of their group

○ over time, her efforts start to pay off as he no longer seemed to be obsessed with you, instead spending more time with his friends engaging in healthy social interaction

○ (but neither of you knew that bakugo also had something to do with this, having yelled and punched some sense into the green-haired boy when he couldn’t take his creepy behavior anymore)

○ and after a long time and you made sure he wouldn’t fall back into his old habits, you approach him cautiously and apologize for hurting his feelings

○ he would tell you that he understands what he was doing back then was wrong, and he had also made you uncomfortable, him apologizing to you as well

○ you ask him whether he would want to be friends with you again, and he agrees, this time taking it slow so that you both would be comfortable with each other.

#bnha #bnha scenarios #bnha imagines #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha imagines #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugou headcanons #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #todoroki headcanons #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #deku x reader #deku headcanons

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