#who had to take care of his ill mother when really young and who suffered xenophobic bullying bc of his mixed heritage

[daydreamycrustacean]

wont ever find it again but that one text post abt being able to tell when a fictional character was Made For You and being so aware of it that its embarrassing is so real. ESPECIALLY when you can tell that the reason why you love this character is bc of glaring similarities to another character that you were obsessed with...so you liking this character and the things that make you tick abt them is just This One Guy Hyperfixation 2.0. the most embarrassing thing. having a type.

[yukiblob]

Name: Levi Foudre

Height: 5’9

Birthday: December 29

Age:17

Magic: lightning magic

Occupation: Magic knight

Squad: Silver eagles

Birth place: Clover kingdom Noble realm

Background:

Levi was born to Dahila Foudre and Ciel Foudre. Tragically his father died before he was born due to an illness that sadly he couldn’t overcome. His mother was a strong magic knight who retired once Levi was a toddler due to a horrible injury she suffered on the job. He watched his mother struggle to take care of him (she didn’t want to just hand him off to the maids. She wants to have an actual relationship with her child). Seeing how hard his mother tried to be there in his life , he vowed at a young age to get strong he can protect her just like how she did.

Personality:

Though Levi is somewhat aloof and doesn’t seem like an approachable person (mostly due to his resting b face 🚶🏾‍♂️), surprisingly when talking to him it turns out he is a polite and respectful person.(Of course his mother taught him well !!) Now what’s even more surprising is how he acts when you’re a close to him. He is more playful and open with you (not with his feelings of course 😑) even seen as a little bit mischievous. Don’t let his face fool you !! 🤭

Relationships:

Family:

Dahlia Foudre

His mom (^·^) He LOVE LOVE LOVES his mom and would do anything for her! He wants to be the amazing magic knight that she was. He would do anything for her but... Sometimes he needs to relax a little. Not everyone is after her 🫤

Ciel foudre

His late father.. He's only seen pictures of him and his mom tells him stories but sometimes he still wonders...

Friends (^^)

Mathew Fernandez

He likes messing Mathew. Mathew is always looking gloomy and is very shy, sooo Levi always finds a way to talk to him everytime they meet. He even takes him on adventures (it could be just finding hangout spots or even exploring ancient dungeons) just to get him out there. Though To the normal eye it just seems like Levi does this to get under Mathews skin but, Levi knows exactly what he's doing. He knows mathew is struggling mentally and He hopes these adventures/interactions will help Mathew understand that He is cared for and wants him to get out of his shell. He ALSO notices Mathew doesn't have friends so why can't he be the first¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 😊

Oscar Albain(not my of belongs to Whackdreamer🤠)

Childhood friends :D When Levi was little, Oscar was introduced to him due to a playdate arrangement. (Their parents were close) Though it seemed like Levi was the only one having fun because he KEPT DESTROYING THAT POOR BOY'S TOYS 😭!! Thankfully Oscar has the patience of a saint and manages to tolerate that destructive child. Levi views him as an older brother and even trained with him whenever his mother was busy(she was in pain) Though Levi is currently on his own little adventures, he still manages to keep in touch with Oscar(still messes with him tho😊).

Clara Blanchet(blan-shay)

He became acquainted with her on a mission. She seems like a strong girl (and very pretty too) ( She also had a big battle axe 👁) He likes to hang out with her and go taste test different bakeries while they're supposed to be working. She's so open with him which is surprising to him because nobody outside of family/family friends are that willing to tell him their problems. He doesn't know why but He wants to be around her... He doesn't want to admit but he definitely has feelings for that girl.

Others:

Winged lady

All he knows is that she used to help his mom take care of him. She used to fly him on her back while his mom tried to stabilize herself. She was nice though... He wonders will he ever see her again so he can properly thank her.

Ziya

Ziya has some strong magic. Like it's MONSTROUSLY STRONG 👁 Besides that though he seems really nice. Levi doesn't agree with him being in the Golden Dawn due to knowing how the members act. (He wants him in a safer squad he also just doesn't like the golden Dawn in general ESPECIALLY the captain) Sometimes he worries if he's holding up alright but Ziya reassures him that he's alright 😌

Nozel Silva

He is conflicted on how to feel about him. On one hand he respects him. He is hardworking and always get the job done. (He also has cool magic ((^^)) but on the other hand, he is mean and very arrogant . Not really the best person to be around but he's cool so He doesn't really care. He does wonder how long he stays up every night...

Fuegoleon Vermilion

Levi and mathew have had some joint missions and because of that he also met his captain. Now while Levi does like him (he seems alot nicer than his captain..) the only problem is that he talks WAY to much. If Levi has to sit through another dramatic yap session he might just explode...

Trivia (^o^)／

The star on his chest is a reference to his original universe ^_^ In his original universe he is a fallen star prince!!

Like most of my ocs he was just converted to the BC verse

He hates William. He doesn't have a reason for it but it's just something about him that feels off... (Lmao he a D1 hater)

His favorite songs are Pachalbel's Canon in D minor and Serenade for Strings in E Major (^·^)

He always bugs Nozel to train him

Loves sweets. If he could only eat bakery goods he would.

Was a ballerina for a little bit. Don’t ask him above it

Does know how to play cello, violin, and piano. He plays the piano pretty aggressively for some weird reason

Was a destructive child but very quiet

Totally has a crush on Clara. He tries so hard to hide it but it's very obvious to everyone around him.

Mathew is his favorite friend 😊

His design was inspired by clorinde and wriothesley from Genshin Impact

His sword was too lol

[torchwood-99]

Eowyn's Pre-Canon Life

Inspired by @emyn-arnens post

Eomund is usually away on campaigns and Theodwyn is in charge of running Aldburg in his absence. When Eomund is home he spends most of his time with Eomer, preparing him for leadership.

Eomer gets most of the attention from the people at Aldburg, who make a fuss of him as a future lord. Eomer is favoured over Eowyn by most of the people. Not only is he the lord, and the people are eager to please him, but Eowyn is reserved and resentful, and Eomer is outgoing and friendly.

When she was little, Eowyn used to throw tantrums about this but was scolded and punished harshly, and told to act like a young lady. If she got too rowdy playing with Eomer, she would also be told to behave and calm down, in a way Eomer wasn’t (not that harshly, but it stung nonetheless),  and if an adult got involved in a childish squabble with Eomer, the adults would side with him, or be significantly less harsh on him if he was undeniably in the wrong, and find some way to twist it back around to Eowyn.

 As a result she learned to repress her emotions early on, and became deemed as “cold” and “sulky”.

Eomer gets more attention from Theodwyn. As she is acting Lord in her husband’s absence, she has Eomer accompany her in her duties, so he can learn to be Lord of Aldburg, and because he reminds her of Eomund.

 Theodwyn prefers Eomer’s company because she sees the best of both herself and Eomund in him, and not knowing what to make of Eowyn, except that she’s rather like her mother, who Theodwyn had always fancied as haughty. 

Theodwyn herself is either very cheerful or very tearful, and naturally effusive and openly affectionate, while Eomund is “sunshine and storms” either being boisterously cheerful or furiously angry. Neither Theodwyn nor Eomund really understand Eowyn’s reserve, and they dub her as a “little changeling”, in a way they mean to be affectionate, but doesn’t really translate as such.

During the day, Eowyn is usually left with the womenfolk of Aldburg, who (being overworked and having their own families to care for as well as their work) are impatient with her. They do teach Eowyn household duties, but Eowyn dislikes the work and resents Eomer not having to learn it, resulting in her getting a lot of scoldings.

Eomer is the only person at Aldburg who consistently shows Eowyn affection, having been told at a young age that it is his “duty” to protect her, so if anyone is outright unkind to Eowyn or shows him blatant favouritism over her, he sticks up for her, however he still takes a lot of the favouritism shown to for granted, as he (and Eowyn) have been raised to expect it.

Eomer sometimes asks Eowyn why she isn’t as nice and warm as he knows she is capable of being, and tries to encourage to be so, but Eowyn believes herself to be the bad and sulky child she’s treated as and thinks she can’t help it. 

After Eomund’s death Aldburg suffers a great deal, as Theodwyn is unable to handle running Aldburg in her grief.

When Theodwyn falls ill, as Theodwyn’s closest kinswoman, it is Eowyn’s duty to sit with her on her deathbed to witness her passing. Theodwyn spends her coherent moments asking for Eomund and Eomer, who sometimes seem to become one in her mind.

After Theodwyn’s death, Eowyn keeps to herself and is often forgotten. Eomer is busy observing the lords left in charge so he can learn about leadership, and he becomes more focussed on learning to fight, determined to avenge his family. 

Theoden arrives to take the children into his care. Eowyn is dazzled by him and sees in him everything she wishes to be. Theoden meanwhile expects a child who has just lost her parents to be a bit “odd”, and dismisses the court’s warnings that she’s a naturally bad tempered child, so he is patient and affectionate with her in a way few adults are. He also encourages Eomer to play a bit more, which means Eowyn has her old playmate returned to her somewhat.

Eowyn warms up to Theoden in a way she hasn’t anyone else, and on returning to Edoras he initially makes a lot of her and Eomer, feeling sorry for them for what they have suffered. The rest of Theoden’s court follow suit.

Theoden’s attention to Eowyn wanes once she is settled, and he leaves her upbringing to the court, but he still makes a bit of a fuss of her when he sees her, giving her presents and taking her and Eomer out on rides. Eowyn loves these excursions, and finds her uncle’s company very exciting.

Eowyn is also allowed to start training as a shieldmaiden (which is customary for ladies of the nobility, more as a traditional practice than for practical reasons) and proves herself quick witted enough to be educated alongside her brother, which focusses her energies.

She’s sent to assist in duties around Meduseld, both in the house, but also in the stables and the village. While she doesn’t like the more domestic chores, the company is more friendly to her, and she’s able to tolerate it because she’s also doing work she enjoys. 

She gradually becomes popular with the people at Edoras, as popular as her brother. She isn’t as easy in her manners as Eomer, being naturally rather serious, but people find this precocious and admire her sincerity and depth of feeling, and many of her uncle’s court take pride in being able to make her laugh and smile.

That the people in Edoras don't have cause to favour Eomer over Eowyn as they do in Aldburg also means they are treated (on a personal level) on slightly more equal grounds, although Eomer as future lord and Marshall still gets attention and training that Eowyn doesn't, and Theoden is more hands on in his training. At the same time, Eowyn is more likely to be "indulged" (given treats and coddled slightly) as there is less need of her to grow up "hardy and strong" like Eomer.

Having been treated rather coldly her whole life, and believing this to be her own fault, she credits her uncle with the change in attitude towards her, and this incentivises her worship of him. Theoden is amused by this and quite enjoys the adulation, so once she has reached her teens he makes her his cupbearer.

When Eomer leaves to become Lord of Alburg, he offers to bring her along, but her memories of Aldburg and her love and gratitude towards Theoden and Edoras keeps her in Edoras. 

Eowyn becomes acting Lady of Edoras, and while she likes the rank and responsibility it gives her, she finds the work dull and repetitive, and longs to become a Rider. This is denied her, as Theoden, Theodred and Eomer all agree that having "a woman" in their ranks would only cause discord.

Of all her duties, Eowyn finds healing the most interesting, as it challenges her intellectually and physically. She likes making potions and gathering the ingredients, and she likes getting to leave the house to visit patients in the town. 

She is very aware that when her cousin and brother marry, her standing will drop, as both Edoras and Aldburg will have a lady. Knowing she is forbidden to join an eored, she resolves to travel to Minas Tirith to become a fully trained healer.

She thinks having a trade will grant her freedom to go wherever she likes, and the rank of healer will ensure she will continue to have authority and prominence after Theodred and Eomer wed, in a way that isn’t tied to her male relations. 

She works on Theoden to allow her to go, and he is inclined to do so, but then he sickens, and he takes back his permission. Eowyn feels it is her duty to tend to him, and dedicates herself to his comfort, out of gratitude for everything he’d done to her. 

Besides, as the king’s loyal counsellor, Grima Wormtongue, points out, Gondor’s friendship to Rohan has been suspect of late, and it’d be a bad idea to send a hostage straight into their hands. 

[sunflower73498]

I literally can’t stop thinking about Young Royals S3

I have always been fascinated by Wille’s relationship with his parents, or lack thereof. Specifically his mother, because until this season, his father was little more than a cardboard cutout. In S1 I strongly disliked Kristina. In S2 she seemed to be trying a little more, though her efforts were specifically aimed at achieving her own goals for Wilhelm, not his. In S3, I once again dislike her, but I feel bad for disliking her.

Because truly, her grief, the extreme psychological and physical manifestations of losing a child that she is experiencing, is all completely valid, and within the spectrum of what is expected of a parent who has lost a child. I feel sympathy for the physical and mental health problems she is experiencing, and I think it’s OK for her to be experiencing it, to take a step back to deal with it. 

What I don’t think is OK, however, is expecting her 16 year old son, a first year HS student with his own history of mental illness, who is also deeply grieving, to take over all of her responsibilities. Yeah, they don’t really mean for him to take over everything, because he’s a kid and still in school, but they’ve also really stepped up the pressure on him without offering much additional support (Farima offers some, she’s the most present adult in his life this season, and really the one who seems to know him and care about him most of the adults on the show). They ask him to start a foundation and support a cause, but neither of his parents show up to support him in doing that, even knowing that he has sometimes extreme anxiety regarding public speaking/public appearances. They don’t walk him through the process or offer guidance, just constantly remind him that he’s expected to step up, and may have to fully take over within a year or two, and send Farima to deal with him (which in my opinion is much better that Jan Olof, because Farima actually seems patient with Wilhelm and to know how to handle his emotions with sensitivity). 

While I’m mad at Kristina, despite her legitimate grief, I’m more mad at Ludvig, I think. Yes, he also lost a child and is grieving, but he’s holding it together enough to support his wife, so why isn’t he offering any of that support to his son, even when said son starts reaching out more, and clearly wants to talk? 

I also think this is all complicated by the fact that Wilhelm didn’t have a good, close relationship with his parents to begin with. Kristina was harsh and dismissive of him even before Erik died in season 1. If Kristina had only started neglecting Wilhelm, putting excessive pressure on him and comparing him to Erik after Erik had passed, I would be a lot more forgiving. But I get the impression that Wilhelm has always been compared to Erik, has always been made to feel that he isn’t good enough in comparison and needs to be more like Erik, and his parents have never made much effort to understand him. I think he often only got attention when he was in trouble, and toddlers and teenagers are similar in the fact that if their negative behaviors are what get the attention the desire, they will keep doing that as long as it is reinforced that negative behavior leads to attention. His outburst at them in episode 5 had been building a lot longer than the few months since Erik died. 

I think his parents both desperately needed to hear what he was shouting out them. I think that shouting and getting angry and destroying things wasn’t the best way to go about getting them to listen, but as discussed above, I think it’s the only way he really knows how to get their attention. And yeah, the timing isn’t great, when his mother is suffering so much, but Wille is suffering, too, and he has reached his limit. It seems like a relatively little thing, to get mad that his parents talked too much about Erik on a day that’s supposed to be about Wilhelm and that his mom didn’t feel up to sticking around for cake, but that was really just the final straw on a long history of trauma, turmoil, and emotional neglect, the last Jenga block being pulled out before the tower toppled. 

(Admittedly, this is young royals, it’s a show about Wilhelm, and we viewers have come to love him over the 3 seasons, it’s his struggle that is being portrayed, so of course I’m on his side and want better for him rather than siding with his mother even though I do feel some sympathy for her.)

Anyway, I will probably keep reflecting on this aspect of the show for a lot longer. Maybe I’ll even feel some inspiration to write fan fiction in response. We’ll see where it goes. 

I also have a lot more thoughts about August, and about Farima of all people to share at some point.

[redrum-alice]

ANOTHER GODDAMN TIMEBOMB TANGLED AU HCs BEcause why not...

Idk if ive wrote this in one of my Tangled AU HCs tho but regardless...

Look look, listen-- this is just a headcanon for this AU. I know that Vi and Powder's parents fought at the bridge, and it wasn't explicitly said they were close to Vander (muchless Silco). So with all that said, if you're gonna be mad that I used their mother as a love interest for Vander and Silco and that this is inaccurate, then do not read lmao.

When Vander and Silco were young, theyre fighting over a young woman lmao

The woman is close to the two since shes part of the vigilante group that want to fight for Zaun, so they know her very well.

But it turns out she was already engaged to someone else, and few years later, she had a daughter named Vi 🥲

After hearing all this, Silco and Vander tried to forget their little fight and focused on making Zaun independent (that is until they fought again about how to run the city and Vander won over- Silco got the nasty eye)

When the lady's husband died from the war at the bridge, Vander offered to help her out as a stand in uncle for Vi and her soon to be sibling.

So when the woman fell ill all while pregnant with her 2nd child, she asked Vander to take care of her children if she ever passed away.

Silco on the other hand was bitter from his and Vander's fight. Not only that, he despised the fact that Vander gets to be close to his unrequited love all while he has to suffer alone. He soon managed to form a group dedicated to idealistic future for zaun where he gets to rule over it with the use of shimmer, provided by Singed (who agreed bc he is interested in testing humans)

So when Silco heard that the lady he once fell in love with got ill, it was his chance to introduce her to shimmer. He convinced her it was medicine, and overtime she took it regularly. Turns out it did ease the pain but after effects would put her in dire situation.

The Lady didnt know about the quarrel between Vander and Silco, so she didnt shoo away Silco when he approached her with "medicine"

Meanwhile, Vander was oblivious on whats going on at first bc he was busy protecting the citizens from abusive enforcers. It was too late when The Lady was on her last breath while struggling to give birth to Powder

He did what he was told and took in the daughters, but it wasnt long until Silco and his henchmen raided their home and stole Powder.

Funfact: Silco doesn't like Vi because she looks like her later father (terms of hair and eye shape), while Powder/Jinx is his favorite because she resembles a lot like her mother. Thats also the reason why Silco locked her up to keep her safe (and he knows for sure whatever illness her mother has, she might inherit it).

Though ofc he's still ever so distant to Jinx and neglectful of her feelings because she's another man's daughter and that alone tore him. (Look, he really fell for the lady, this was a huge slap to his face 🙃)

Bonus slap was when the lady chose Vander over him to take care of her children bc she trusts him more than anyone else

Another fact: Silco forbid Jinx to wear her hair up in braids because it'll remind him too much of the lady 💀 (her late mother wears her hair in braids, its a signature look for her ✨️)

[just-sp-in-inginthevoid]

Taiju is only two years older than Hakkai. One year older than Yuzuha

Mitsuya is much more older than Luna and Mana

We don’t know much about the Shiba parents but we can assume their father is physically abusive and neglectful (just by seeing Yuzuha’s flashback with her mother), and, ofc, their mother is dead

We don’t know much about the Mistuya parents either except that their father isn’t mentioned anywhere and their mother works to support her family and isn’t there often BUT she doesn’t seem abusive. Yes, she has to leave them most of the time to work because where else would she find the money to raise them ? and yes she slapped Mitsuya when he came back after running away but it seems to be the only instance (and she’s aware of how much responsibilities she puts on his back)

Taiju and Mitsuya both were too young to take on the role of a caretaker for their siblings; but Mitsuya had a good role model although absent (perhaps he only started to take care of his sisters almost 24/7 after Mana’s birth, perhaps their father left soon after or perhaps they don’t even have the same father) and the age gap was bigger. Taiju had to take care of his siblings with his father and mother as models. Their father is physically abusive and their mother died because of an illness (who knows if that’s really the case). Their father is barely home but Taiju still suffered from his abuse, just like his mother did (again, Yuzuha’s flashback, their mother saying “I’ll protect you”) - their father was strong, their mother weak and that’s why she died.

And that’s why he has to make Hakkai strong because if he doesn’t, then Hakkai, probably the last thing his mother left him, will die. Just like his mother did

Please remember Taiju was also a child, one who also suffered from abuse and witnessed it. That doesn’t excuse what he did of course, but there’s more to him

While I’m at it, I wonder how Kazutora’s life would have turned out if he ever had any siblings (since his parents’ behavior seems similar to the Shiba’s)

[stingslikeabee]

Tianyu still often got lost in the royal family's private rooms. It was like a gilded maze, full of gold and exquisite stone. He roamed around that afternoon and eventually ended his journey in the main sitting area. The foreign man stopped there to scratch at his arm ( or, really, the scales beneath his flesh he needed to drop ). As he lifted his hand, he scraped his limb against the edge of a table. Instead of hurting, the action felt good.

Sighing shakily, Tianyu slowly let himself transform. It would just be for a few moments, he thought — only long enough to rub into the wood and see if he could free these itchy old scales. The very young green dragon, barely the size of a small horse, hesitantly ducked down to the height of the table. Those first harsh rubs were euphoric. Perhaps, a long soak in hot water ( Daigo's preference ) or a partner would have helped better, but this was all Tianyu would allow. He released a high - pitched whine of pleasure and sank to the floor.

After several minutes had passed, the dragon shook his slim body and opened his eyes. He was immediately greeted by the sight of the Queen of Solaris — his future mother - in - law, maybe. Tianyu's glowing eyes, like pools of the poison that made the tips of the many barbs on him, widened. With a soft keen, he instinctively shied away from Melissa and flattened to the carpet. Unlike the other pure - blooded dragons in the palace, he had never had a good encounter in his rightful shape. Tianyu acted as though he were a kicked dog, yielding to the Queen.

Scraps of extremely dry scales littered the floor around him. Patches hung from the dragon's hide. He looked rough, to put it kindly, and in this form his sunken sides and showing ribs was apparent. It was obvious that Tianyu, though almost thirty in his human body, was practically a small child for dragonkind ; his state clearly showed his ignorance toward his own upkeep.

unscripted asks . always accepting

Caring for those who were weaker and more vulnerable, Melissa used to say, came with the pretty crown atop her head and the many duties of the role attached to her name. A queen (or king) without their people were nothing; it had been their suffering that had pushed the monarch to don the best clothes she had and to boldly walk into a dragon's den, with magic so thick it had been possible to taste on the tip of the tongue.

It had been madness - an ill-advised gambit by mostly everyone of the small council, but one which had miraculously worked. It felt both a century ago and just yesterday, but the age of all the heirs to the crown established clear proof that the fateful encounter between Melissa and Daigo had been almost two decades prior. It was true that it began harder and harder to tell time when one looked at the brunette - surrounded by the magic of her beloved, aging slowed down to a pitiful crawl for the woman and their shared offspring.

And it showed in how ready Hikari was to one day take the throne if her older brother abdicated (a very likely future, considering Kazuya's preferences were entirely in opposition to those of a ruler). Her mission as a diplomatic envoy to nations that had been previously ready to pounce and annex Solaris had been incredibly successful; not only to inspire a new deal of conversations and treaties being signed, but also to illustrate new future options for creatures - such as Tianyu - who had failed to reap any benefits of their true selves.

In a country that now looked up to dragons as their saviors - and even held festivals to honor Daigo, as much as it all probably translated as an amusing occasion to the gem beast and nothing more - Melissa's son-in-law still struggled to make peace with his inner self. To run into him looking so vulnerable and in need of help had the queen sighing softly, eventually moving to sit down at one of the chairs paired with the table that the young chromatic had used earlier.

"It is alright, my dear. Come closer so I can help - you can only do so much with that sort of assistance, I'm afraid," Melissa murmured, speaking in a soft tone and making no imposing gestures whatsoever. The idea was to let the young man feel like he could trust her - his future in-laws - to be in any shape he desired or enjoyed, even if Daigo's distaste for his kind was not particularly disguised. The old, ancient being was proud, immortal and too powerful to care for the feelings of 'worms', as he put it - even if that was one his own hatchling had affections for.

It seemed like time stalled for a moment - Tianyu looked alarmed and defenseless, dejected and ashamed of the state he was in. But whatever terrible itch he had was stronger than self-respect, which eventually drove him to sit down at Melissa's feet very quietly. When he did so, the queen bit back another sigh when he moved in a way that seemed to indicate an irrational fear of pain coming from another handling him - but eventually, through gently pulling and very soft humming, Tianyu seemed to relax enough to grant the queen ample room for her job.

Within the following few minutes, the monarch did something that many would say to be very far from her duties as a queen - but not those of a mother who cared for her children. Melissa did not enjoy seeing the poor dragon so scared of his own shadow when Daigo was around, or that he thought his truest self something so fragile that was reserved for Hikari alone. They had to do something about him, the queen thought - he needed to soak more frequently, eat well and hydrate. If he moved to the palace permanently (after the wedding, of course), it would be fine eventually.

"There - do you feel any better?" Melissa asked, tentatively scratching a patch of scales at his back in a way that her oldest had appreciated when young; and even if the chromatic looked different with a certain flush over his cheeks and still very much embarrassed that the queen of all people had found him while transformed, he at least seemed to be relieved of the annoyance brought on by the shedding. Perhaps a tiny step towards a more confident relationship, the monarch thought with excitement.

"Now, if you follow me, I can take you back to your quarters, and ask for a servant to fix you a good hot bath. I know our tubs are not as exquisite as those naturally occurring at the mountains, but they should help. I will send Hikari to you with some food for later too - is that acceptable?"

Tianyu looked at Melissa in a way that was strangely adorable - with a mix of confusion, bewilderment and gratitude, but with no trace of fear in with his handsome young features. Smiling warmly at her future son-in-law, the queen nodded and moved to stand, adjusting the skirts around her and then holding out a hand to him. "Then off we go, my dear. Get used to these pathways - they will be yours too in no time."

[aloeverified]

Do you have any homelife headcanons regarding Trent?

yep!

trent's full name is trenton james smith — super basic white boy name, but he loves his last name because of the band.

he grew up upper middle class in a nice area with a dad who works as a successful accountant, who tries to push the same career onto trent.

his love from music stems from his mom. he was a pretty anxious kid and his mom would always calm him down by singing to him. he always told her she should be a singer, but trent's dad would make passive-agressive remarks about how that's a ridiculous dream.

trent was always closer with his mom and her dad (his grandpa) than he was with his dad's side of the family. his grandpa was retired and his mom was a housewife so they always had plenty of time to spare for trent, whereas his father was a workaholic who prioritized his career over his family.

which is why his grandfather's death hit him so hard. he always considered his grandpa to be his best friend alongside his mother, so losing him as a young kid was really tough.

a few years later when trent was about fourteen, his mother also passed away from an illness. trent spent all his time with her outside of school and made taking care of her his top priority, even when his grades suffered or when his mom encouraged him to go have fun with his friends.

trent began to hate his father during that time because he always spent more time at the office than he did with his dying wife, and he had a lot of fights with his dad after his mother's death that typically ended with them not talking for days.

although trent gets along well with all his peers at school, he doesn't exactly consider any of his friends to be very close to him. besides group hangouts, he typically spends his freetime alone practicing music or studying to keep his dad off his back.

he joined his school's guitar club for a few reasons. 1) because he's always wanted to learn, 2) to spite his dad, and 3) to keep him out of the house and away from his dad. he turned out to be a real natural, and with all the hardworking he poured into learning, he quickly became an expert.

he got a part-time job as a mechanic helper at one of his friend's dad's car shops, where he became interested in motorcycles. he eventually was able to save up and buy a used one from one of his regular customers.

due to his strange social circle, trent had never fallen in love before going on total drama. sure, he had crushes before, but they never really went anywhere. gwen was his first love, and his inexperienced was what led to his slightly obsessive mannerisms within their relationship during action.

although trent is still exceptionally embarrassed about all his embarrassing teenage moments being seen on live tv, he is thankful for total drama for showing him what genuine connects are like and for getting the drama brothers together.

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kanae brainrot apparently

“oh that kanae gender poll is neat haha anyways” the next day comes “oh okay.”

my opinion on kanae is “interesting without the burden of hindsight.” if tg had positive trans rep in mutsuki or big madam kanae would be a very good character with a very compelling arc. unfortunately, tg slaps every trans or ngc character with the “GASP. lying about their gender?!” tag at least once. at least mutsuki kinda gets away with it.

anyways. let’s do some vacuum analysis. under the cut.

kanae’s purpose in the story is heavily related to her perception of his personal gender versus what gender she thinks will better serve her family legacy. As the very last remaining rosewald, she wants to be a man because for one reason or another, she perceives women to be weak. her mother succumbed to illness early on when they fled germany, for example, while her brothers fought unflinchingly to help her escape. She was very young, so these facts made an impression upon her.

of course, no one calls her out on this because no one around her understands. They don’t know what it’s like being alone. They don’t know what it’s like losing everything and wanting nothing more than to get revenge against the ones who think they’re better and stronger. They don’t know. They don’t know her. She wishes they knew her. She wishes they loved her.

Until one day:

(can i PLEASE take my eyes off this woman for FIVE MINUTES jesus christ)

eto hates two particular things: herself, and people who lie. this is a core character trait of hers and explains the targets of her torture. people who remind her of herself and think of themselves as superior to someone/something else. why?

because she’s been in those very situations, and it worked out for the worst.

eto targets kanae because kanae hates humans on a broad scale (see: how she treats chie), but this is born of fear as only the ccg are the cause of her suffering and the only ones who really care about her dying, and despite having been thrown about by “humans” (again, ccg) and seeing the value non-ccg humans bring to the table (again, chie (bless chie’s heart btw), who is also hunted by the ccg), kanae still despises them and sees them as beneath her.

eto was the same way at one point. she was targeted by V, who took Noroi, her only family at that time, away from her. In her quest for vengeance, she mutilated Kasuka Mado, who, for all intents and purposes, is not a part of V, but an unwitting weapon swung around by them. she presumably does similar things to other investigators out of rage and pain because there’s nothing left for her and she has no support system to reign her in. this is until she meets arima who decides to help her (and even then…).

and eto, more or less, broke free of the mindset kanae is currently in. only thing is: eto also hates herself. she hates how many people have died on her quest for change, how many people will continue to die even when she “wins”. she hates herself as the instigator, but it’s all she knows and all she will continue to do, and she wishes she could just mutilate herself and die and answer for everything she’s done. but that would be a purposeless death. so she turns to a different pastime and breaks out the sewing kit. surely she can “fix” this pitiful caricature of herself while getting the twisted satisfaction of “hurting” herself.

(spoilers: it doesn’t work.)

and you know what they say: as eto, so kaneki.

neither wants to hurt kanae, not really, but rather they want to hurt the image of themselves that kanae exudes. is it better? no, but it’s an important distinction when factoring in characters.

… this was supposed to be about kanae. please accept my apologies. let’s get back on track.

it’s tragic, isn’t it? the people who have real, genuine, human experiences (eto can eat human food, kaneki was human) are the ones who inflict arguably the most pain on kanae. she continues to be at the mercy of the humans she hates so much. their twisted perceptions of love have infected her and she dies.

and yet she thinks she dies happy.

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well those are the morning thoughts while i’m supposed to be on vacation. thanks for reading!

[f1]

Things we learned from Toto Wolff's Desert Island Discs

1. He doesn’t waste precious time choosing what to wear or what to eat As Toto travels the world from race to race, he says it’s vital to focus on important decisions rather than everyday choices: When we don't perform in Formula 1, that doesn't even move the needle. For me, that is so far away from suffering or pain “For me it is really reducing trivial things. I'm wearing the same clothes, I'm eating the same food - even to the point that my assistants book the same hotel room for me every single year.” So what’s on the menu that he eats every day? “The same dark bread - a pumpernickel with butter and some ham. Small cappuccino - because I take half a cappuccino because I want to have another half an hour later - and then it's chicken breast with tomato salad. And I have the same for dinner also!” 2. A British song from 1991 reminds him of driving on fast German motorways as a teenager "[This] was the first song that I came across when I was starting my own racing in my late teens,” Toto recalls. “There were long journeys in the car in the night to the tracks and back, going fast on the German autobahn. There were no [speed] limits there and it was very motivational for me.” “It brought me in the right frame of mind to go racing. I could listen to it on a constant loop.” The song is Unfinished Sympathy by the English trip hop group Massive Attack, from their acclaimed debut album Blue Lines. Other castaways who have selected Unfinished Sympathy as a Desert Island Disc include Baz Lurhmann, Jessica Ennis-Hill and Jamie Oliver. 3. His father’s terminal illness deeply affected his childhood Toto was born in 1972 in Vienna to a Polish mother and a Romanian father. When he was eight, his father was diagnosed with a brain tumour and Toto found himself taking on caring responsibilities from a very young age: “It's almost like I took over in the family in that I had to look after my sister and my mother and look after [my father], and we had these weekends with him because my parents divorced afterwards, and it was me trying to make sure that he's in a good space.” Toto recalls that the family had enjoyed an affluent lifestyle, but when his father was no longer well enough to run his transport business, everything changed: “We went into a small apartment. There were moments where my sister and I had to leave school in the afternoon because the tuition fees were not paid. So how do you explain to your friends that you have to pack your bags and go home? How do you explain that to your 10-year-old sister in the tram? And I have these moments in my mind so strongly, it's like an imprint.” “You don't wish [on] any child or adolescent such a situation. But it has shaped me in a way that my determination is strong and my resilience levels are high. You know, when we don't perform in Formula 1, that doesn't even move the needle. For me, that is so far away from suffering or pain.” via BBC Sport - Formula 1 http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/

[gr0undzero]

⊠    ɪᴅ  .  .  .  ʟᴏᴀᴅɪɴɢ    ››    [    SANTIAGO CABRERA    /      47    /    CIS MAN    /    HE/HIM    ]   mercy  headquarters  is  pleased  to  officially  introduce  gabriel sainz.  they  have  been  apart  of  the  organization  for  24 years,  serving  as  a tactical  agent  and  has  been  assigned  the  codename  agent  rorschach.  it's  worth  noting  that  their  file  indicates  they  have  undergone  the  solaris  treatment  and  host  regenerative healing.  according  to  our  dossier,  the  agent  exhibits  a  combination  of  resourceful  and  volatile  traits,  fitting  for  someone  reminiscent  of  the not-quite mortality: the burden of being, of not being. sisyphus remains on the hill and the eternal toil persists.  prior  to  embarking  on  any  mission,  the  find  solace  in  listening  to  the  song  “how soon is now“  by  the smiths.

full name: gabriel joaquin sainz codename: rorschach nicknames: doesn't like nicknames since not a lot of agents know his real name but his closest, oldest friends in mercy, few as they may be, often call him gabe or gabi. most other agents will call him rory or inkblot just to grind his gears. age: 44 date of birth: november 17 gender & pronouns: cis man, he / him height: 6' sexual orientation: bisexual place of birth: los angeles, california personality traits: resourceful, adroit, disciplined, quick thinker, cool under pressure, brash, volatile, unpredictable, deceitful. family: luisa † (mother), emilio † (father); carina † & magda † (younger sisters); nicolas (older brother); claudia (wife); sofia † (daughter, age 3) character inspo: reaper (overwatch), wolverine (x-men), poe dameron (star wars), jesse custer (preacher), llewyn davis (inside llewyn davis), the killer (the killer).

HISTORY —

trigger warnings: death, murder, burning, injury, brief mention of suicide.

gabriel was born in los angeles to a very warm and loving family. they ran a small restaurant business which he and his siblings helped out around.

from a young age, he always had a fascination with planes and aviation and dreamed of becoming a pilot. a commercial pilot, specifically, since he also harbored a desire to travel the world—a dream he shared with his parents—and this was the only way he knew how to do so while making money.

their lives were quiet and normal until his father had started borrowing money from the mob after his youngest sister magda started getting really sick. a genetic disease, the doctors said, with no known cure. the best they could do was to alleviate her pain and prolong her life. gabriel's father even ended up selling the restaurant just to pay for the money they borrowed, but interest was too high and their family was unable to pay back the total sum of what he owed. gunmen broke into the sainz home and killed both parents. gabriel was 12 at the time.

gabriel, his older brother nicky, and their younger sisters went into the care of their uncle who was p deadbeat until nicky turned 18 and finally took it upon himself to raise his siblings on his own.

when gabriel was 18, he enlisted for the us air force and was a v skilled pilot despite his rank but showed great promise for a young man of his experience.

he was recruited by mercy after he'd gotten into a huge accident due to a dangerous maneuver he'd done with his fighter plane to try and save thirteen pilots' lives. the maneuvre left jet streaks in the sky akin to that of a rorschach inkblot test, something which mercy had kept in mind when assigning his codename. unfortunately, gabriel's plane ended up crashing and he suffered third degree burns that nearly ate his entire face and most of his body.

by the time mercy found him, he didn't really have any more contact with his brother who was his only remaining family (magda eventually succumbed to her illness and carina would take her life just a few years later). no longer able to serve and with nowhere else to go, gabriel decided to take them up on their offer to train with them as a candidate to become an agent.

mercy helped him in his road to recovery to at least help manage his pain and regain mobility (secretly in exchange for him becoming a subject in their experiments, especially for radiants who might possess pyrokinesis— a burn victim would be the perfect place to start). he also had to wear a mask for most of his time training due to his physical deformities as it often proved a distraction for the other junior agents. he only took it off when the course demanded it.

he graduated to field agent in just three years, during which time he opted to join project genesis and have the solaris drug administered. they all expected the drug to unlock fire manipulation abilities but what instead occurred was nothing short of a miracle— gone were the scars that covered his entire body, seemingly restored to its original state prior the accident, if not better than before, with a newfound strength he now possessed as he also could no longer feel physical fatigue. wounds healed almost as quickly as they appeared.

when he was 30, he met a woman, an art curator named claudia, during one of his missions in paris. the two would meet again in america. this reconnection sparked a romance that would later lead to marriage. claudia knew what he was and yet loved him anyway, though she did hold on to the hope that he would one day leave mercy behind and be content with the family she knew he'd longed years to have again.

ten years into the marriage and only then were they blessed with a beautiful baby girl they named sofia. however, the child was only three when she was diagnosed with the same disease that took the life of gabriel's sister, magda, as it appeared that gabriel actually carried the gene. the loss seemed insurmountable and grief created even more of a rift in the couple's marriage than there already was due to the nature of gabriel's work. it was only a few months after their daughter's death that the couple separated.

recently, gabriel has started to become weary, until he finally came to the decision to stop taking solaris. having consulted with the head of the biomedical division, he was authorized to slowly have his dosage lowered until they can safely stop administering the drug altogether. however, due to this, they discovered that his cells had started to simultaneously decay and regenerate at a hyper-accelerated rate, causing his body to sometimes enter a liminal state of physically existing and not existing. like smoke, if you will. he hasn't disclosed this condition with many people at the moment, though it's certainly been affecting his mood and performance.

[dirtytransmasc]

I love me some Aegon and his mommy issues/Alicent angst, and I had an idea, so here:

Alicent is trying so hard to love him, to give him what any child deserves, but she's struggling, she's struggling and she's tired and she can't bring herself to look at him, to hold him with gentleness, to feel anything towards him besides the pain in her chest. She doesn't hate him, she doesn't want to at least, but he makes her ache with something awful, and it's only gotten worse as he dredged the path of more pregnancies, more pain, more suffering.

when Aegon was still pretty young, like 5 or 6, he's still just a kid who wants his mother to love him when something happens to Alicent. Maybe a complication with pregnancy or sickness or even just plain old tiredness. She faints, and he's there to witness it.

he's just old enough to know that's bad, his tummy is all twisted up and he can't really breathe right, he's crying before he even reaches her. He crouches over her, shaking her shoulders and patting her face like a little kid does, his little voice just calling "mama wake up" over and over again. he's too young to know he can/should call for help, so he clings to his mother and cries. he doesn't understand, doesn't understand why she won't wake up, why she won't soothe him and tell him it's ok.

as he gets more and more desperate, he starts to cling to her face and neck and he nearly smothers her by the time someone finds them, and as maesters and servents try and pull the puffy eyes little babe off his mother, she wakes just enough for the instinct to protect her child to kick in.

she's barely coherent but she wraps an arm around her son as he cling to her, ordering her son be unhanded and that no one utters another word to him, because in that moment, she feels it, she feels that pull to her baby. her heads still spinning and she can barely feel a thing, but she knows she wants her son, that's the only thing she wants. she asks for help sitting up so she can cradle his shaking little body in her arms. Something in her breaks when he curls around to face her, and his little hands take hold of her cheeks and his teary eyes meet her own, because this little thing who she has never been able to care for, for no conscious fault of her own, cared for her so much. it hit her how much her own flesh and blood loved her, even when she was no mother to him, even though she failed everytime, he still loved her, he still wanted her.

she insists on holding her baby as she's practically carried to bed, and while the maesters treat her, because she knows this moment will fade eventually, and she won't be able to look her son in the eye. maybe it was selfish, to savour this time, when her son would be left cold turkey in terms of her affection come morning no doubt, but she couldn't help it.

she savoured the way she no longer cringed when he called her mama, or how his blonde hair and blue eyes were no longer unpleasant to look at, or even how his touch didn't burn. she kept him tucked under her arm as long as he would let her, and when he ventured onto the bed to play amongst her covers, taking her nightgown between his little fingers and looking up at her with a chubby smile, her hand remained on him all the whole time.

she knew it was all because she was ill and delirious, but she pushed the thought down and smiled at her baby. She waved away his concerns when her eyes remained watery for the rest of the night, just entertained whatever he wanted of her until he tired and came back to lay with her against the pillows, his head on her shoulder.

she watched as he fought sleep, blonde lashes fluttering as his eyelids grew heavy. she brushed the bridge of his nose with a gentle finger, kissing his cheek when he gave in and pressed his face into her hand, letting her guide his head to her chest.

"you know mommy loves you no matter what, no matter what happens, you will always be in my heart" she would whisper to him, hoping he would remember it when she couldn't say it herself.

"I know mama" he would whisper back in a tired voice, yawning into her breast in a way that made The Mother in her ache and thrash around like a wild animal. why was her chance at motherhood stolen, why was her ability to live her baby taken away, why was her womb used to benefit a man so young. why was she stolen from her children by Man's greed. she was always told breastfeeding was the best part of motherhood, but it was the part she dreaded the worst. she could barely look at her own breasts after, as if they had been tainted by her children. how could that be, when their only true purpose was to serve them?

"always remember that, my little one, promise me"

"I will, I promise mama, I will" and with a final little yawn, he finally drifting off to sleep.

tomorrow everything would most likely go back to normal, no matter how badly she didn't want it to, but tonight was for them, and she was going to make the most of it. she slept with him tucked into her chest, nose buried in her son's hair, taking in the baby smell she normally couldn't stand. she held him close, never once letting a maesters or servant disturb his sleep or pry him from her.

and when she woke early the next morning to more prodding from the maesters, she looked over her son, bundled in her covers. one of his hands was wrapped around her hair, the other in his mouth. she watched each breath go in and out of his little chest, took him all in, all his innocence. she could feel the dread trickling back in, felt herself hurt at the predetermined realization, and chose to just enjoy the tail end of this short respite she was given.

when he woke it was back to playing a role, if only for his sake, pretending so he wouldn't suffer like she had. and that was ok, because though she only truly had him for a night, his happiness came before her pain.

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two little notes that make this worse;

for the people who don't pay all the much attention to the smaller details in the show, one of The Seven refered to in the religion alicent follows, is The Mother, and Alicents got some religious trauma, so I just had to throw it in there. I also decided to reference this in regard to, what in my opinion, is the most motherly thing on this earth. breasts, from an evolutionary standpoint, served only to feed our children, but skin, the chest, has been used to soothe little ones for centuries. It's hard to imagine little Alicent enjoying skin to skin or breastfeeding, no matter how many women and maesters and midwives say it's the purest form of live and connection she can have between herself and her child. having alicent not only feel the connection to The Mother and Aegon (both the good and bad) but also her realization of how she was robbed through her chest, seemed natural.

and I wrote this with I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski and Rises The Moon by Liana Flores on loop, which made me cry, and definitely puts so insight on my thought process I was in.

if you like it, reblog it, help me out as a creator!!!

[glaysab]

MY MEMOIR FROM CHILDHOOD TO ADULTHOOD

When I was a child, while my grandfather was still alive, he was the one who woke me up in the morning. He would wake me up and prepare milk and bread for me to have breakfast. This is one of my most memorable experiences from my childhood because I really felt loved by my grandparents on my father's side, since my mother and father's parents had already passed away and I never got to meet them. So, even though it was a simple gesture, I really appreciated it. I loved my grandparents dearly, of course, as well as my mother and father. During childhood, we are free from the worries and responsibilities of adulthood. We spend our days playing, laughing, and imagining endless possibilities. Whether it's building sandcastles at the beach, climbing trees in the backyard, or pretending to be pirates on a treasure hunt, childhood is a time of carefree joy and boundless imagination.childhood is a precious and magical time in our lives. It's a time of innocence, wonder, and discovery, where every moment is filled with joy and excitement. Though fleeting, the memories of childhood stay with us forever, reminding us of the carefree joy and boundless imagination that once defined our lives

When I reached sixth grade, I suddenly felt weak for a week, which worried my grandparents. My grandfather then suggested that I go for a check-up, fearing that I might be sick. That's why we went to the hospital with my mother for a check-up. When the doctor said that I had a hole in my heart, my grandparents were worried, but the doctor assured us that it wasn't serious and could be treated with medication. However, I had to go to the hospital for regular check-ups and medication.

Thankfully, with God's grace, after a few months or years, I recovered.

After several months had passed, my grandfather began to suffer from Alzheimer's disease. This illness is quite difficult because my grandfather's mind would revert to his childhood, and he would forget who we were. It was painful for us because he didn't recognize us anymore, and it hurt to see him that way. Sometimes, he would wander off and go out alone, even escaping from our house. As his grandchild, I would take care of my grandfather, and there was one day when I cried a lot because we couldn't find him. Fortunately, our neighbor saw him and brought him back home in a taxi. My grandfather asked our neighbor to pay for the fare, and that's when we found him.

So here we go again, talking about my experiences growing up, particularly during high school and senior high school.

During my early years in high school, I started to rebel because my mom wouldn't let me go out with my friends. I would sneak out to hang out with them because I felt left out whenever they would get together without me. I didn't want to ask my mom for permission because I was afraid she would say no, so I just snuck out instead.

I also started dating during this time. My dad used to strictly forbid me from dating, and my older brother would always warn me about the consequences if my parents found out about my boyfriend. But when I introduced my first boyfriend to my family, it turned out they weren't as strict as I thought they'd be. It was actually a relief to realize that they weren't as intimidating as I had imagined.

This boyfriend was special to me because he was my first love and the one I cared for the most at that time. He played a significant role in my teenage years and taught me many things about love and relationships. Despite the challenges and rebellious streak of my high school years, he remained a cherished memory in my life. But now, we've broken up, haha. I thought he was the one for me, but we were both too young for such things. However, I didn't neglect my studies. School was still my top priority even when I was in a relationship.

As adolescence dawned, I found myself caught between childhood and adulthood, a confusing time of transition and self-discovery. I navigated the choppy waters of puberty, grappling with raging hormones and newfound emotions. I sought out my identity, experimenting with different hobbies and interests in search of my true passion.

As adolescence dawned, I found myself caught between childhood and adulthood, a confusing time of transition and self-discovery. I navigated the choppy waters of puberty, grappling with raging hormones and newfound emotions. I sought out my identity, experimenting with different hobbies and interests in search of my true passion.

senior high brought its own set of challenges, from the pressure to excel academically to the turmoil of teenage drama. I faced heartbreak and disappointment, but I also experienced moments of pure joy and exhilaration. I discovered a love for art and literature, finding solace in the creative process and the power of storytelling.

senior high was a time of exploration and self-discovery, a time to spread my wings and fly.

I delved into new subjects and met people from all walks of life, expanding my horizons and challenging my beliefs. I embraced new experiences, from late-night study sessions to unforgettable road trips with friends. Here in senior high school, one of the most memorable experiences of my adulthood is having true friends who are not fake. I was not betrayed, and we genuinely helped each other in school without jealousy. We supported each other's growth. One of the most remarkable aspects of adult friendships is the depth of emotional connection and support they offer. In times of triumph and adversity, friends stand by each other, offering a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear. Whether it's celebrating successes, navigating challenges, or simply being there during tough times, adult friendships provide invaluable emotional support that helps us navigate the complexities of life.

Moreover, adult friendships contribute to personal growth and development by fostering mutual encouragement and inspiration. Friends motivate each other to pursue goals, chase dreams, and step out of their comfort zones. Through shared experiences and challenges, friends empower each other to overcome obstacles, embrace opportunities, and become the best versions of themselves.

[the-girl-with-the-glass-heart]

A dark analogical au i thought of

Cw: canabalism, child abuse, demons, fatphobia, semi toxic relationship

Many years ago a large and rich noble family were throwing a grand party to celebrate the birth of their newest family member, a sweet newborn baby boy named Logan. The family had a grand feast in celebration complete with a great big roast pig as the main course, what they didn't know how ever was that this particular pig was carrying a disease. Everyone who ate the pig contracted a horrible illness, the only one who didn't was Logan because he was simply too young to eat it.

There was no known cure, only ways to stay alive for a while, the doctors ordered a very hard core diet restriction on the family, there were very very few foods anyone in the family could eat anymore and most of them were bland and tasteless. As Logan grew up this diet restriction and diesease would cause his father to physically abuse him, he hated knowing that Logan could eat whatever he wanted when nobody else could. Eventually he started forcing Logan to eat everything he was given, there was no such thing as left overs for Logan anymore, he had to eat it all or he'd face the consequences. Logan couldn't even ask for help, since everyone in his family were sick most of them were happy Logan was finally suffering too. Over time Logan began to gain alot of weight and this just further isolated him, not even kids in their province wanted to talk to him anymore. Nobody wanted to play with some fat kid, he looked ridiculous. This just made Logan shut himself off and take up reading, at least there nobody forced him to eat or called him names anymore.

A year later Logan gets a visit from a kid named Virgil, their parents set up an arranged marriage between the two to advance Virgil's families social status and save Logan's family name from being disgraced forever.

Virgil is in kind of the opposite situation as Logan, where logan is a healthy child in a family of sickly people, Virgil is a sickly child in a family of healthy people.

His parents have completely stopped caring about him and just decided to force him into a marriage to get some use out of him while their other more important sons are off doing whatever the hell they want.

Virgil hates his life so naturally he's pretty rude to everyone he meets, including Logan.

The very first time they meet each other Virgil is disgusted, he doesn't hold back calling Logan every derogatory thing for fat people under the son. He's just a bitchy twelve year at this point but his words get him bitch smacked by his parents. Logan runs off crying and sits at a lake to read ans clear his head. Virgil over hears one of the mansions servants talking to Virgil's mother, lamenting that Logan really is a nice kid, he's just been isolated his whole life and needs a friend and he can't help what he weighs.

Virgil feels bad so he goes to see Logan at the lake and at first Logan tells him to go away cause he doesn't wanna be seen with him but Virgil says he's sorry. He says it was wrong of him to say those things about him and he expresses an interest in getting to know him.

He asks what Logan is reading and Logan explaines it's a fairytale about a snake and a frog that fall in love but their relationship is doomed from the start because they will always be predator and prey. Virgil says that sounds dark and super interesting, then he asks what Logan wants to do when he's older and Logan says he wants to travel the world. Virgil very sweetly says going together wouldn't sound too bad, making Logan blush.

Years go by and they are both seventeen, the engagement party is being thrown and everyone is having a grand old time. Over the years Logan and Virgil have gotten pretty friendly with one another and it looks like everything is going to he alright. Until, Logan begins to notice everyone at the party leaving unfinished food on their plates, he is fine at first but as the night goes on more and more food is left on the plates. Suddenly, it was like something snapped inside him and he could feel the presence of his father despite being long dead. Logan began to gorge himself on everyone left overs, jam, turkey, corn on the cobs, everything he could get his hands on he would devour. All of the guests began to stare, especially Virgil and his family. Virgil tried to approach Logan and ask what was happening but Logan just yelled "i can't waste anything or father will be mad!". This disgusting display was just so repulsive that Virgil's family broke off their engagement at the last second. Logan then fell into a deep depression of eating, feeling like he let everyone in his family down.

A decade later Logan has grown up and become kinda famous for improving his countries food culture by writing books about it and introducing new plants to the country. This sadly still wasn't enough to gain Logan any of the respect he deserved, people still called him names and one guy even cruelly asked him "outside of food, what's your personality? Do you even have one?".

Even worse, due to Logan's binge eating and lack of physical activity his organs began to falter and he came very close to dying. He wouldnt be aroung much longer but to he honest, Logan was okay with that. He got to taste alot of the worlds food, help his country, everything would be fine... but then something quite odd happens.

Logan is visited by a glowing orange demon of gluttony, and Logan is surprisingly not terrified. Orange basically says if Logan wants he can give him a hot skinny that never gains any weight and can eat literally anything if he lets him possess him and keeps him fed. Logan at first adamantly refuses, explaining gluttony ruined his family and he had no interest in it. The demon was very persistent though and he unfortunatley got Logan to finally agree after much pestering.

Logan quickly begins to quite literally eat everything, he ate live bugs and spiders, rusty nails, candle wax, steel, garbage at one point a chef said he couldnt possibly be serious about eating any of the stuff he ordered so Logan ate his own glasses in front of him. Letting his throat get severly cut up from the glass in the process but not caring what so ever about the pain.

Over time Logan became a recluse in his mansion with only servants as company and rumors started to spread around about what Logan was eating.

Meanwhile virgil started to hear all these rumors about Logan's new appetite and upon remembering what happened at the party, decides to try and apply for a job at the mansion to see if they're true. When he gets there though not only is he surprised Logan recognizes him after all this time, he's also very shocked at his brand new body. He was now far from the shy sweet fat kid he knew, he was now skinny as a broomstick, cold, calculating and rarely showed much emotion. He was like a totally different person. The two begin to catch up and it's there Virgil finds out the absolutely vile truth about Logan. When people said he had been eating everything they meant everything, even his servants.

Despite Virgil's better judgements he and Logan begin their relationship again, it's passionate and loving but also quite scary and toxic.

Virgil is absolutely terrified of displeasing Logan or even disagreeing with him, not only because he eats people but because Virgil's always felt guilty about what happened at the engagement party. He imagines if he wasnt such a coward just loved Logan no matter what then none of this would of happened. Despite everything telling him to leave and runaway he just can't, he can't bear to leave Logan again.

I would be lying though if i said every moment of their relationship was toxic and scary, sometimes things were like how they used to be. Logan would treat Virgil with whatever small humanity was left inside him and Virgil would recipricate.

Things would always eventually go back to being scary though, it's kinda hard to forget that your boyfriend/boss is possesed and eats people.

At one point Logan and Virgil even found a baby and Logan suggested they adopt him. After all, he's always wanted to raise a happy family after his childhood was just so heart breaking. Virgil desperately wanted to tell Logan this wasna horrible idea, he's a cannibal, he rarely feels emotions anymore, they weren't even married, he's his employee, this was just a horrible idea all around.

Virgil didn't say any of that though, he couldn't, he was just too cowardly and scared to.

So instead, he just enthusiastically said yes, and soon Virgil had a whole nother thing to be scared about.

One night Logan got super drunk and Virgil tucked him into bed, and Logan just blurted out a little excerpt from the book they bonded over when they first met. "Oh those big swollen eyes, oh those wet rubbery lips. It's simply everything about you that i love, and if someday were to come where you'd love me the same, i'd just want to eat you up." and virgil was fucking terrified.

Anyways i'm gonna cut it short because i have an ending planned ya'll would probably hate. I might make a fic of this one day tbh.

[dhampiravidi]

[ heather ]: one of our muses is lost in the wilds, and the other is desperately searching for them. (For Cassia and Caleb- can take place whenever on the time line you want!)

That wasn't part of the plan, Caleb thought to himself as he ran through the dark, eerie landscape.

His plan had been to volunteer and then win because he really had no other option. After the war with the Rebellion, the Capitol had been reduced to rubble--not counting the few stores and residential buildings that had survived the bombings. Caleb Danvers and his mom were some of the old money refugees, who'd been relocated to District 1. Though people like them had been allowed to join the new republic and bring along a good portion of their finances (the rest was donated to the fledgling government), they were not well-off anymore. Many of the ex-Capitol residents had to learn how to work with their hands for the first time. Caleb's mother had gotten a job at a small library, but she missed some of her shifts due to her problems that stemmed from alcoholism. Caleb's father had died not long before Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark won their first Hunger Games, having long suffered from some debilitating illness. Caleb himself was working two jobs (tutoring and cooking) when he wasn't checking on his friends and taking care of his mother.

Long story short, when the new government announced the final Hunger Games, one where the Tributes would be chosen from the Capitol (in addition to Districts 1 and 2, which had supported President Snow for most of the war), Caleb volunteered. He was the only one of the twenty-four Tributes who did. He hoped that winning the Games would earn him enough tessera so he and his mom could stop working so hard all the time. His mentor was one of the former trainers from the Capitol; while she wasn't great at coaching him to attract sponsors, she did help him learn to fight. Jayn, the other Tribute from the Capitol, was small, yet kind and smart. So Caleb thought he had a pretty good shot at winning. That was before Pogue and Cassia came into the picture.

Pogue was his boyfriend. That wasn't a secret before the war, but while the cameras were on, they'd decided to distance themselves to just allies. Eight people were chosen from each "District", so eventually they knew they'd have to fight each other. Still, the two young men couldn't help but steal kisses and long gazes while they were alone in their apartment (which was really just a dusty old home in the Victors' Village).

Cassia took Caleb's breath away the moment he saw her on the recording from her Reaping. She was a girl from District 2. He had always heard that everyone from that District was bulky and violent, but she was nothing but sunshine, with a fit, toned body and a nice smile. He was careful not to fall for her until the Games started. Twice, she'd saved him: once, by dueling another Tribute while Caleb was wounded, and the other time was when he'd almost eaten a poisonous plant (mistaking it for an edible one), since she'd seen it in a book prior to the Games.

Since then, Jayn had fallen behind while the four of them were running to avoid an earthquake. They'd hoped she was alive, but her face was projected into the sky that night. Pogue had died, intercepting the blade of some creepy District 2 Tribute who had been eyeing Caleb since training. Now Caleb was sprinting, trying to get to Cassia before Pogue's murderer could. He knew that he should see their separation as a sign, as a new opportunity. But he couldn't let her die, any more than he could let his mom do all the work back in their new house.

Maybe things would be better in another world. Maybe he'd see Pogue, Jayn, and his dad again.

[likeastarmuses]

Quinn 'Soap' Philip Shepard

Age: 43 (April 26)

Sexual orientation: Bisexual

Pronouns: He/him

Residence: Albuquerque, New Mexico

Hometown: Buffalo, New York

Primary occupation: Mercenary/soldier-for-hire

Secondary occupation: N/A

Personality traits: xx

FC: Pablo Schreiber

TW: Mentions of mental illness, child abuse, war, murder

Quinn grew up a wayward teenager. As a child, his parents went through a divorce and he was placed with his father due to his mother being admitted to a care center for severe mental illness. She had schizophrenia at a young age, and was the only thing keeping Quinn a warm, growing, loving person. Once they were separated, Quinn lived with his dad and his step family, where he was the oldest of two new siblings who had just been born. In this environment, Quinn's father was emotionally and physically toward him and showed a completely different personality to his step family. Regardless, Quinn still remained Quinn as best as he could during his teenage years; he got into trouble with the law a few times for petty thievery, trespassing. But he had fooled everyone around him that he was fine, portraying a "normal" teenager who was rowdy, fun, and had an optimistic outlook on life.

When Quinn turned 18, his father broke the news to him that he wasn't going to college due to all of his time spent in jail, but really, Quinn knew that his father prioritized his step siblings more. They had an enormous fight that ended in Quinn being kicked out of the house, but he preferred that over living with more years of torture. Besides, he knew deep down it was what his father had planned for him all along, now perfectly happy with his new family.

With nowhere else to turn to, Quinn enlisted in the military. There, he could take out his unresolved anger on others, and something in him shifted. He was no longer what everyone perceived of him, and instead revealed what he thought was his "true" self. Someone cold, blunt, and downright mean. There was a small group of soldiers who saw through this and decided to fight alongside him anyway, and they dubbed themselves the Reaper Squad. He was given the job of the scrubber: The last soldier through an area who made sure every target remained dead, however that meant. And because he was so apt at it, they dubbed him Soap.

And he has been going exclusively by Soap for more than two decades now, hardly anyone realizing his real name.

After he retired from the military, there wasn't much left for him when he came home. Wanting to stay as far away from his father as possible, he moved to New Mexico, living near one of his closest military friends. He earns a living by being a mercenary, completing jobs that earned him lots of cash for doing what he does best: killing. This is a secret of his, though, that none of the Reaper Squad knows. Otherwise, they wouldn't let him do it. But it's the only thing that gives him a sense of purpose.

Personality-wise, Soap has his walls completely up when you first meet him and is very slow to gain trust. He finds it's better this way; he doesn't need any more friends and he's the suffer-in-silence type. The Reaper Squad are the only ones who can get him to show some semblance of humanity. He'd do anything to protect them, and when he's around them, he reverts back to his fun-loving, rowdy, teenage self. But he's still a shell of that former self. What he doesn't realize is he often does selfless acts, and just hates when they're called out or put under a microscope. For instance, he took on the job of the scrubber because no one else wanted to, maybe out of fear. And Soap realized it was his way of protecting everyone else from any more trauma than they already had, so he carried that burden.

AUs [Horror]

In Space No One Can Hear You Scream: Would love to place Soap in Dead Space, Alien, or The Thing-like situations where he's part of an old crew or must rescue a new crew. Space survival horror.

It's Copying Your Voice: AU based on Annihilation where Soap is part of a crew that must enter an alien environment on Earth that is hyper-evolving everything inside it, creating monsters and dangerous spores.