#wip: the day we dissapeared

[careful-pyromancer]

The Day We Dissapeared's First Snippet!!

Context: a bunch of angry ghosts are heading to Lucy's place of living because she touched a bone in the forest on accident. Preparations must be made before sundown. (Pls consider reblogging with a comment, it makes my day and gives me more motivation to write!)

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“Is there anything I can do?” Lucy asked, eager to help preserve her young life.

A bundle of blankets was put in the girl’s arms. The fabric felt sturdy. Sigils of various shapes and complexity made each one warm. Lucy made no noise as she carried the heavy blankets to the old oak door. Her breathing stayed even, despite her frail arms. They didn’t shake.

A lithe figure dressed in white walked, the only sound she made was the dripping of her wet black hair on the carpet. Okiku opened the door with a blanched, gnarled hand.

“Thanks, Sissy!” Lucy eagerly ran down the dilapidated stairs to bring comfort to the damp basement.

Okiku looked forward to feeling Lucy’s hot breath on her face, to being in the same room as everyone. Her white dress blew in the wind brought by a draft (of her own creation) as she began scrawling occult protection symbols against the wooden walls.

Saoirse lugged out some wooden planks, heaving with all her might. Okiku began work on sealing the windows. The lines of these sigils were thinner, lines intersecting and weaving around each other like some sort of esoteric dance. She could make up for her inability to interact with any objects in the mortal plane somehow.

[selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs]

I just read 'Ideal Partner' which was so good and it got me thinking. Do you think the bsd characters could form a romantic relationship with anyone other than gl? This is not a request btw, I just wanted to hear your opinion about this.

They could. They could form relationship (both platonic and romantic) with other people. However, there are some difficulties.

1. During first month of living in Real World, BSD Cast will get used to the real world (noises, people, animals, day/night cycle, ageing...), and they won't be in a place to form new long relationships of any kind. They could form a good relationship with colleagues, but it will be all.

2. GL will remain the most important person in their lives. If someone from BSD Cast will start a romantic relationship with other person, they still will treasure GL. They won't cheat, abuse, neglect or hurt their partner. But, for an outside viewer relationship between BSD Cast and GL might seem toxic (either as an affair, or BSD Cast having a separation problem).

And, if someone, who misunderstood BSD and GL relationship, will offer therapy, BSD Cast will refuse. BSD Cast, understandably, don't want to share truth about their origins. And their "legend" about meeting GL and reasons for cherishing them might pop, if it will be questioned too much. GL will be the only Secret Keeper.

Can BSD Cast have a loving, nice relationship with others? - Yes.

Will it be a "three person relationship"? - Not really, BSD Cast will respect their partner, and GL's choice.

Will the partner be their only? - In romantic sense, yes. In a more "metaphorical" way, no, never.

Little bonus. "BSD's Cast Legend: How we met GL and why we love them so much"

(note. this is somewhat a very WIP part for a future fic. Either for future parts of Anime Convention, or for AC's sequel (that will be a remake for a stalker (We will protect you) fic, or even a third part, that I am planning, for now, to focus on BSD's Cast meeting GL's family)

Yes, I am making plans for two sequels, for a fic, that is still in a making, and real plot of which hasn't really started yet.

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"Bots." shrugged you, recalling the legend you and BSD Cast came up with. Your father raised an eyebrow.

"Bots?" his gaze made you uncomfortable. Thankfully, Dazai noticed your expression. He stand before you, giving your father a big, slightly silly smile.

"Yes, bots! [Y/N] were such a great person..."

And Dazai started talking. About BSD Cast knowing each other before they met you. About having some serious problems in real life. About trying to take part in a testing of psychological help bots. About you deciding to take part in same testing out of boredom. About some strange mishap, which ended in BSD Cast and you getting in one chat room, without any bots. About misunderstanding, where both sides assume, that they were talking to a bot. About you taking up a role of a "therapist" for "bots" (a.k.a. BSD Cast) and your words and advises being exactly what they need. About discovering the truth. And about gratitude BSD Cast felt towards their "therapist", no, towards their "friend".

Dazai was talking and talking, and his smile didn't dissapear even for a moment .

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Submas fic ideas

Tumbling Back out of the Wardrobe 5.3.22

Emmet had been having a fairly normal day.

Then a young lady riding a giant deer pokémon burst through the doors of the pokécenter, causing several patrons to shriek and jump out of her way as she galloped up to the main desk. She was wearing odd clothes and bleeding from one arm, and on the saddle in front of her, clearly unconscious and bleeding, was Emmet's twin brother, who had dissapeared 13 years ago.

On the Train 5.3.22

Sometimes, you're visiting a differnt region on break and you look up and recognize the train conductor as the identical doppelganger of the guy from hundreds of years ago who you've been studying for the last couple months.

Falling Through 5.3.22

The blue haired girl squinted up at him, clearly exhausted and having trouble focusing. "Ingo?" She asked. She shook her head, "Ah, sorry, you look like a friend of mine." She didn't seem to realize that everyone had frozen untill Emmet grasped her hand between his own. "Please," he gasped, "tell we where you saw my brother."

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[babiesdreams]

Nct reaction to their small s.o trying to do hard labour Part 3

REQUESTED BY ANON.

Part 1 Part 2

Warnings: mentions of blood, serious injury (Haechan)

🖤 my personal favs will be marked with this heart

--requests open--

Renjun:

You don´t know how this started, but trying to move the tv is definitely something you can´t do on your own. You leave the tv on the floor, too afraid to break it. “That was close” says Renjun from your back. You look at him as he walks towards the tv and grabs it between his arms. “Where do you want it?” He says looking at you. “In the kitchen please” You say, still confused at how in the world he was able to grab that. He puts the Tv on top of the dinning table and looks at you, proud of himself. “You didn´t see that coming huh?” He says teasingly. “Oh shut up idiot” You say before he grabs you in between his arms and lifts you and spins around, making you a little bit dizzy.

Jeno:

Jeno is always bragging about his strength, so you are done with it at this point. You decide it's time for you to show off too. So you grab one of his dumbbells, a tiny one, and you smile at how easy it was, it is barely heavy and you can see how easy this is gonna be already. So you go for one of the biggest dumbbells in the room but you are stopped by jeno's voice in the distance. "Don't grab that, it's too heavy" he says genuinely worried, but you don't listen at all and move towards it anyway. "This ain't nothing for me" you say placing your hand on the dumbbell, but you are stopped yet again by your boyfriend's hand on your arm. "Don't" he just says, too scared to say something more serious. You look at his sincere eyes and stop immediately. "Is it really that heavy?" You ask genuently scared now. “It is” He says in a serious tone, that brings you back to reality. “You can start with the small ones if you want” He points out with a smile, making you mirror his expression. You nod “Sure”.

🖤Haechan:

He thinks you are joking when you say you are gonna lift the couch up. But you aren´t. His words keep repeating inside your head “You can´t do it” and you are just so done with that kind of limits, so you go all in. You get your hands on the couch´s arm and try to lift it, you do it, for a second, before the whole weight comes back down, on top of your hand. You scream, from the painful weight that´s still on your hand. It all happends in slow motion for you, but Haechan is pretty fast to get your hand out. He panicks for a spit second as he sees your hand completely swollen and blood coming from somewhere. He runs out to the kitchen as you cry the pain out. He comes back so fast that you don´t even know how he did that. He cleans your hand with some wet towel, getting the blood out of your hand. He now can see a tiny cut on the middle of your hand and cleans it out with alcohol, making your pain worse for a second. You scream from the sudden pain. “It´s gonna get better” He just says, now grabbing a bandage and wrapping it around your hand. Once he´s done he hugs you and just says “I´m sorry, I shouldn´t have said that” his voice sounds broken, like if he´s almost tearing up. “I shouldn´t have tried” You say conforting him.

Jaemin:

Your job is killing you. You aren´t able to complete everything on your own so you just have to take it home with you and fuck, it´s heavy. The amount of books and papers inside your backpack, makes it hard for you to walk straight. Your boyfriend notices as he follows you on your way back home. He just gets the backpack from your back and puts it on his own, in a cool and smooth movement. “Who´s making my baby carry this much weight?” You sigh “My boss” He looks at you as you keep looking down, so done with the overwork. “Let´s get home, take a bath, and we´ll get through this baddies” He says tapping tha backpack he´s carrying and you just nod, agreeing with every word that escape his lips.

🖤Yangyang:

You are still wondering why in the world your shelves are so damn high. You climb the kitchen´s counter, in an attempt to get to the top of the shelf, but you almost fall, luckily, Yangyang is there to catch you. He helps you get down and asks you what you wanted. Once you tell him to get that special cup you have for baking, he grabbs it effortlessly. “Thanks baby” You say kissing his cheek. “Are you gonna bake something?” He says interested “Yeah” You say cutely. “Let´s bake together” he says excited. You can´t refuse his cute request and just like that you spend the rest of the day baking together uwu

Shotaro:

Those paint cans were too heavy for you, but you needed more than two hand to carry them on. You grab the heavy can with both of your hands, trying your best to carry it all the way to the car. However, your boyfriend dissapears in the distance, letting you carry the whole weight on your own. You start getting mad at him, completely unaware that he´s coming back to take the can from your hands. “You could have just waited here you know?” He says with a cute smile that makes it impossible for you to stay mad at him.

Chenle:

Both of you aren´t strong enough to move the sofa, but together you might get it, that´s what you think after a lot of tries. “We got this” Chenle says, looking at you as you both push the couch slowly. “It´s working” You say as you possibly can. After some minutes pushing, you finally get it in place. “That was great” Chenle says wipping the sweat off his forehead.

Sungchan:

So lamps. You really thought the best thing to do on a wednesday night is to fix the ceiling light. Not only were you about to electrocute yourself, but also, how did you plan on reaching it? Your boyfriend comes in like a lifesaver. You told him something was wrong with the lights and he soonly gets to it. He looks like an expert in your eyes. You really can´t tell if what he´s doing is working, until he gets off and turns the light on, showing you how it´s perfectly fixed.

🖤Jisung:

Jisung knew you were short but the fact that you didn´t reach the top of the wardrobe? Completely adorable, he´d stay there forever if he could, looking how you jump, and try your best to reach your favourite jacket, stucked on the top part of the wardrobe. He eventually, helps you out, grabbing you so that you can reach it yourself. You are actually surprised at how easily he lifted you. 

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[avasghost]

When We Drown Update #2

[image description: a pale blue photo of a rocky cliff, and a boy at the edge in the distance, standing on a pile of rocks and looking down. in white serif font in the centre, reads “when we drown: update two” / end id]

wip intro here. first writing update here. 

DISCLAIMER: this is my original work, please do not plagiarize in any way.

hi everyone! it’s been a while since i did a writing update (time is fast) and i’ve written quite a lot! up until about a week ago i was in a really, really bad writing slump (which lasted like,,, four months) and so that’s why there hasn’t been a crane anatomy update for a ages because (: i haven’t been writing it (:

i don’t know if i mentioned this in the first update, but this book is now non-linear which has been an ~adventure! the non-linear plotline is kind of freeing because i can just pick a scene i want to write from any time in april’s life and just ... write it? i don’t have to follow the years chronologically. i try to create some kind of causal thread between the scenes but i don’t know how well that’s working out lmao. since WWD follows an entire life story with the protagonist looking back on it and remembering her life, i try to make her memory of one event trigger the memory of the next event, and usually they’re linked by either emotion or information.

current word count: 13,228

so when we drown is officially longer than crane anatomy now, despite being the side project! fun.

anyway lets get into the chapters because i have nothing else to say. tw for death, and other trigger warnings are before the individual chapters!

excerpts under the cut.

chapter 5: faces

[image description: a birds eye view of a forest of snowy pine trees. above the trees in black serif font reads “chapter 5: faces” / end id]

this is a very short chapter (a page and a half) which is a flash forward to when april and elena live together in a cabin in the woods sometime in their late forties. elena is asleep in an armchair and april stokes the fireplace, and then goes outside and sees elias’s ghost and then it dissapears (tbh,,, i think a lot of the chapters will be like this oops) this is the second ghost sighting in the book, but at the point when april is 48 it’s almost a regular occurrence! i might end up moving it to later in the book eventually, since i might want the ghost sightings to be in linear order if nothing else is, to keep the main thread of the book in order.

I closed the door of the woodstove, and glanced over my shoulder to see if Elena had been woken by the clanging of metal. She stirred slightly, a familiar face in her nightmare, an unfamiliar face in a familiar dream. Two fingers clenched against the armrest, then became limp again. Half of me wanted her to wake up, to see me, to speak to me, to see the fire bouncing in the grate and be happy for warmth. But again, she needed rest. She needed to be alone for a while, even if that was just in her head. She’d seen her fair share of fire.

also its snowing in november and its british columbia and i know this is unrealistic but! aesthetics are more important than logic we all know that.

[image description: blurry pine trees and a light snow falling in front of them, with a ridge of snow along the bottom. white serif text in the centre reads “The snow-tipped pines that cupped the cabin sagged under the weight of unexpected snowfall. Their fallen needles jotted the snow. The sky was white, spotless, like an expanse of faraway ocean or the inside of a crystal ball.” / end id]

The snow-tipped pines that cupped the cabin sagged under the weight of unexpected snowfall. Their fallen needles jotted the snow. The sky was white, spotless, like an expanse of faraway ocean or the inside of a crystal ball. No birds flitted between the branches, no foxes slunk between the pines. All was still. All was white. I was alone.

and the ghost is seen then disappears as usual and april goes inside again.

You were gone by the time I reached the door again, by the time I stepped inside and Elena stirred in her armchair, by the time I had stepped out of my shoes and gone to stoke the fire again, which was already starting to dwindle.

i like having elias referred to as “you” because its like april is telling the story to him, but he’s not there, so she’s talking to herself, which is very in character for her to do.

chapter 6: the party

[image description: a slope of pine trees with a grassy field at the bottom. mist shrouds the trees in the distance. a dirt path leads through the grass towards a cabin. in the top right corner, reads “chapter 6: the party” / end id]

chapter 6 follows the day before elena’s fifteenth birthday, and then her party the next day. this is a traumatic time for april because she decides she should mention her first elias sighting at the party. obviously people think she’s crazy and so you can guess how that turns out (aka april goes home and cries because she’s a soft bean)

elena has a cool tree in her backyard apparently!! this seems to be a running theme.

Dribbles of leftover sunlight sifted through the branches of the elm tree that ribbed the sky, its roots furrowing the lawn like varicose veins.

i will admit i didn’t finish this chapter and haven’t written most of the party scene yet so i will probably update on the rest of it in my next update (if i’ve written it by then which i probably won’t have but! we’ll see.)

chapter 7: sacred ground

[image description: the ocean stretching into the distance, with small waves. a blurry girl with long brown hair stands in front of it, facing the water. in the middle in white serif font reads “chapter 7: sacred ground” / end id]

the aftermath of the first elias sighting, when april goes and tries to talk to elena about it. i actually don’t know if this or the party comes first and the non-linearness might be catching up to me oops but we’ll just pretend everything makes sense okay <3 

first she tries to decide who to talk to about it and her options are quite limited. she picks elena because she’ll probably take her seriously, and then goes to her house in a state of shock.

I considered my options. Elena: the calm one, either pretending to be wise or really wise. Magnolia: probably less stupid than she made herself out to be. My mother: still crying over a tragedy of five years ago and a tragedy of fifteen years ago and the tragedy of a lifetime wasted in crowded cult meetings and stark bedrooms, tears always falling, thoughts either always whirlwinding or too dead to pay attention to. I found myself winding up the jittery pathway to Elena’s house, or maybe it was me that was jittery. Maybe it was me, who made the world blurry like this. Maybe it was me who was seeing things, not those things drifting into my line of vision and then falling out of sight. The pearly birches jagged the edges of the valley, their leaves chartreuse in the wind-rustled sunlight.

and then elena rejects her plight and april returns to where she saw elias. turns out elena isn’t as accepting of april’s hallucinations as she was supposed to be! here’s a bit of dialogue i generated from that incorrect quote generator that seems fitting for this moment!

April: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.

Elena: April, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're a dumbass.

this IS april and this IS elena how does this generator know what my book is about!! anyway back to excerpts:

I ran back to where I had seen you, all slow wonderment vanished, and found the place where my old footsteps in the sand looped around. I knew you wouldn’t be there, I wasn’t surprised that you didn’t appear again, your face bobbing in a rice paper mist. I wasn’t surprised that Elena didn’t chase me out, eyes drained of tears, to apologize. And I wasn’t surprised that from that point forward, I thought of that place as sacred.

chapter 8: always falling

[image description: a blurred black-and-white close-up image of water falling. white serif font in the center reads “always falling: chapter 8″ / end id]

tw: death, drowning, blood, fantasizing about drowning

eight-year-old april and magnolia visit a waterfall with magnolia’s parents. feat. april’s dog, august!

The waterfall coiled down the cliff face, cracking the surface of the river like a thousand strands of thunder. I could hardly hear Magnolia’s parents shouting something up ahead, their voices lost in the blare of water.

shortly after:

When I heard suspension bridge, I pictured one from old fairytales I read: wooden, burlap ropes for railings. A thirty percent chance of falling in. I was reassured by the stability, but August shivered at the way it jilted underfoot. He had never walked on ground that shifted under his feet, maybe it was an earthquake, maybe the ground was breaking in.

and here’s sweet eight-year-old April fantasizing about what it would be like to drown. If you think that’s foreshadowing no it isn’t 👁👁

[image description: a slightly grainy photo, half water and half sky, both tinted turquoise. a hand lifts out of the water toward the sky. above the hand in white serif font, reads “What it would feel like to drown, water snagging in my lungs, sharp stones shattering my ribcage until the entire river turned to blood. Being sucked by the current until someone finally found my body, far from where I lost it.” / end id]

I stared over the edge, tried to pierce the thick buzz of mist that separated me from what would be the teeth of my fall. I imagined the bridge giving way, like it always did in the stories I read. One end breaking, the ropes snapping, the entire bridge swinging into the bottomless river. What it would feel like to drown, water snagging in my lungs, sharp stones shattering my ribcage until the entire river turned to blood. Being sucked by the current until someone finally found my body, far from where I lost it. Maybe it would be an old fisherman, hauling a girl in with the day’s catch, or his frail wife, who would faint on the spot at the sight of a dead child, bloodied and mangled and already tearing apart.

they cross the suspension bridge, and august unfortunately falls in! this is just a bit of april’s childhood trauma and i wish i didn’t have to cause her this pain but i do i’m sorry 😭

chapter 9: dead letters

[image description: a close up sheet of paper with a few lines of cursive writing across it. a fountain pen lies across the page. in the bottom right hand corner, a black serif font reads “chapter 9: dead letters” / end id]

a very young april and elias get caught in a hailstorm then go inside and find letters from their father, who they never met because he still lives in the cult their mother escaped from the day april was born. their mother tries to hide the letters from them but! these children do not relent. 

We tracked through the colourful forest in autumn, our rubber boots tore trails through the scattered maple leaves. Pronged pinecones crackled under my heels as I chased you, threading between the trees.

I was eight, you were faster but I managed to keep up all the same. A haze of rain sizzled on my skin, but rain didn’t phase me back then. I didn’t mind the water droplets that pearled down my neck into the hem of my bright yellow rain jacket.

they escape from the hailstorm and find their mother in the kitchen making tea (rare!) 

When we tripped over the doorframe and found ourselves panting in the kitchen, the kettle wheezed and mother emerged from her bedroom to take it off. The scent of green tea wafted through the air as she poured it, steaming, into a ceramic teacup with a crack veining down the side.

april tries to take one of the letters but her mother stops her. later during the night, she and elias get out of bed and read the letters and it turns out their father left the cult as well, and wants to meet up with them. april wants to meet him, but elias is bitter about it and doesn’t really even consider him their father because he was never there for them. 

chapter 10: frostbite

[image description: two pale hands reach towards the sky, in front of a blurry indigo background. in the top left corner, white serif font reads “chapter 10: frostbite” / end id]

tw: freezing to death

there are those weird times when their mom tells stories about her life. these incidents never end well but happen occasionally! she tells april about a time when her and a few other cult members were in the mountains and one of them froze to death. at this point april is around fifteen (which is where the main plot of the book is at right now)

She cut off there, blanched, stared out the window at the sun-speckled backyard, but I could fill in the rest of the details myself: skin a cold stone blue, frostbite jittering through the lungs and spine like a poison, eating everything slowly. Lying in the snow, letting the cold overcome them. Dead before morning. I wanted to ask if they buried the body, dug a grave of snow that would be melted by spring, or just left the corpse lying in the snow for someone else to find, or be eaten by a wolf pack, or to deteriorate, and haunt those lonely slopes forever.

afterwards, april goes outside (yes its snowing again 😭 as someone who dislikes snow i sure write about it a lot) 

On those days, my desperation to leave the house rose to a high and I would slide into a pair of ragged sneakers and a cable-knit sweater and push out into the cold. Once vibrant green leaves now greyed with frost, a snowfall months early but not unwelcome. Striking before the trees had the chance to shed their leaves. Frost brittled the branches of the oaks so I could snap them without an effort, not that I wanted to snap them. The concrete of the road was spined with ice that made it look like the ground was caving in, icicles barbed the eaves of our house like jagged teeth. Sometimes I thumbed snow into my mouth like a child, hoping no one was watching a seventeen-year-old eat snow, and let it blot my tongue and dribble down my throat. The cold shock to my system helped clear my mind of whatever mother had been talking about, helped me cope with the pain I shouldn’t have been feeling in the first place.

aaannd that’s everything i’ve written so far! this has been the worst writing slump of my life and i’m not too happy with most of the stuff i’ve written lately, but hopefully that clears up so i can update y’all again soon!

- ava

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[cabinofimagines]

WIP list

- The collection of our works in progress! If we have it, it’s a title and the pairing, everything is a gender-neutral reader insert except when specified otherwise. 

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Meeting Solangelo (Poly!Solangelo)

→ synopsis ; This is getting bigger than anticipated, the establishment of the SFU I fear, and  how you met your boyfriends. Will divide all the Solangelo fics in 4 arcs; battle of Manhattan, the prophecy of the 7, and whatever comes next. WIP list for this can be found here! Currently writing Part V

A Much Needed Declaration (Grover Underwood) → synopsis ; Grover's always needed for things, yet when you needed him the most he dissapears-

All the Pawsebilities (Poly!Solangelo) → synopsis ; You go out on one (1) date, lose will for five (5) seconds and he comes back with six (6) cats.

Wish they were here (Poly!Solangelo) → synopsis ; Your week is rough, and your boyfriends are gone.

Kiss, Kiss, Fall in Love! (Poly!Solangelo) → synopsis ; Sorry for the title, I am in OHSHC hell. It's about your first kiss.

Near Death Experience (Poly!Fierrochase) → synopsis ; When you almost die, your significant others freak out.

Reminders (Poly!Fierrochase) → synopsis ; You like taking care of your friends, a meal there, a gift here, and your friends love you for it.

Seeing What The Heart Signs (Hearthstone) → synopsis ; Hearthstone realizes his heart is trying to tell him something.

Headcanons

Poly!Frazel Alphabet

Poly!Pipabeth Alphabet

Admin Danny

Heacanons

→ synopsis ; Reader was cutting onions or doing something other that made their eyes watery. When the character sees them they think that they are crying. Then reader explains what happened with a laugh or smile (Percy, Leo, Piper and Annabeth)

→ synopsis ; Nico xItalian!reader, Reader steals Nico's leather jacket 

Good Day (Jason xsilbling!Reader)

→ synopsis ; Jason and Reader talk about life while eating candy and watching scary movies

Her Favorite People (Platonic!Annabeth xgn!reader)

→ synopsis ; Annabeth letting the reader get away with anything and treating them like her younger sibling, Y/N uses it to their full advantage to annoy older brother Percy. 

Various Halloween Fics

→ synopsis ; Lester, Percy, etc.

Affectionated Nickname Headcanons

→ synopsis ; The 7, Nico, Reyna and Will

Connor Stoll x reader (Unnamed)

→ synopsis ;

Poly!Lercy 

→ synopsis ;

Travis Stoll (Unnamed)

→ synopsis ;

Admin Day

Apollo!Reader x Percy

→ synopsis ; The pressure of being a med student is getting to you and Percy can’t do much but cheer you on as you cry your eyes out in frustration. Luckily, your brother Will might have some helpful advice regarding the world of medicine.

Mini gifts for the females

→ synopsis ; “oh boy, a shiny rock! I bet ___ will like this, I gotta bring it back to them.” Your love language is giving gifts and your girlfriend adores each present you bring back to her after a quest.

Admin JJ

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Last updated: July 3rd, 2023 by admin Asja

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MARVEL

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Spiderman: Into The Spiderverse

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A Place Where I Belong [Steve Rogers x OC] [WIP]

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Headcanons

Tony Taking Care Of Titan Reader

Prompts

“Stay with me tonight, please”

Peter Parker

Gif Imagines

Comforting Peter After Tony Dies 💙

Telling Him You’re A Lesbian 🌈

Stargazing 💛

Peter Worrying You’ll Get Hurt Because Of Him 💚

Spending Hanukkah With Peter & May 🎄🕎

Drabbles

Loss 🖤

Stress Relief 💙💛

Headcanons

Dating Peter Parker 

Dating Peter Parker Being Tony Stark’s Daughter 

Peter Parker In Relationships 

Peter Parker’s Weird Animals Lover S/O 

Spidey Saving You 

Peter/Liz Love Triangle 

Peter Parker’s Nurse S/O 

Peter’s Bubbly S/O 

Peter’s S/O In Infinity War 💕🖤

Crushing on Peter Parker/Spiderman 

Spending Halloween With Peter 🎃

Spending Valentine’s Day With Peter 💘

Prompts

“I brought food”

“That’s my twin sister, you idiot”

“You look so perfect standing there” “Are you quoting a song?”

“Am I cute enough? Can I get a kiss? Please?”

“I wish it didn’t have to be this way…”

“Maybe it would be better if I just dissapeared”

“Sometimes home isn’t four walls, it’s two eyes and a heartbeat”

“I can’t let you go because what if something happened to you?!”

“Don’t roll your eyes at me!”

“I think you make a cute Spiderman… But Iron Man is still the cutest”

“You’re Spiderman? Wait, you’re Spiderman!”

“Are you really taking his side against me?” “Go then, leave! See if I care!”

“It’s you!” 💕

“Not you!” 🖤

“I will never be more than a friend to you, won’t I?”

“We never know what we have until we lose it”

“I miss him so much, Y/N…”

“I’m your Spider-nurse”

Oneshots

So Much For The Genius 💛

Special Like You 💚💛

Spider-Pal 💚💛

Aesthetics

Peter Parker

Steve Rogers

Gif Imagines

Steve Looking After You When You’re Sick 💙

Steve Comforting You About Your Powers

Being An Avenger With Wings & Dating Steve

Teaching Steve How To Use His Phone

Drabbles

Badass And Beautiful

You’re Beautiful 💙💛

Biggest Fan 💛

Headcanons

Dating Steve Rogers

Steve And Videogames 

Steve’s Shy S/O 

Steve’s Caring S/O 

Steve’s Artist S/O 

Steve Crushing On Reader

Hugging Steve

Steve Taking Care Of Your Broken Leg

Prompts

“You got in a fight?! Are you okay?!”

“Let me hold you for a bit longer” “I love your laugh”

“I’ll keep them safe” “And I love you, don’t you know?”

Oneshots

Speak To My Heart 💛

Priority 💙

Aesthetics

Steve Rogers

Thor Odinson

Prompts

“And when the clock struck 12… I was erased from his memory”

Natasha Romanoff

Gif Imagines

Natasha Teaching You Self Defense

Drabbles

Love 

Prompts

“We all know I have a hard time trusting people, but I trust you”

“Kiss me now”

Oneshots

Truth Or Dare 

Clint Barton

Gif Imagines

Cuddling During A Thundersdtorm [Deaf!Clint]

Headcanons

Dating Clint Barton

Prompts

“Guess I should have knocked”

Aesthetics

Clint Barton Hufflepuff 

Bruce Banner

Gif Imagines

Helping Bruce Control The Hulk

Headcanons

Dating Bruce Banner 

Prompts

“Come back to me, I know you’re in there!” 💚

Wanda Maximoff

Gif Imagines

Accidentally Calling Wanda Pretty 

Going On A Date To Theatre With Wanda 💘

Wanda Loving Your Buzzed Hair

Headcanons

Wanda’s Insecure S/O 💙

Aesthetics

Wanda Maximoff 

Bucky Barnes

Ficlets

Steal Your Pain Away 🌟💚

No Hope 💛🖤

Drabbles

Sick Cuddles 💛

Pumpking Carving 🎃

Headcanons

Dating Bucky Barnes

Dating Bucky Barnes Being Tony’s Sibling 

Jealous Bucky 

Prompts

“You still find another way to amaze me, and I love you for it”

“Go back to sleep”

“Stay awake!” “I won’t loose you too” “I need you to wake up”

Aesthetics

Bucky Barnes 

Soft/Morning Bucky

Loki Laufeyson

Gif Imagines

Being Welcomed Into Asgard By Loki 

Coming Out To Loki As Pan & Genderfluid 🌈

Loki Comforting You About Your TVA Job

Headcanons

Loki’s Autistic S/O 

Loki’s Genderfluid S/O 

Loki Falling For Artist Reader 

Prompts

“Need help with that?”

“Shut up, Loki” “Make me”

Aesthetics

Loki Laufeyson 

Stephen Strange

Headcanons

Dating Stephen Strange Being Tony’s Daughter 

Stephen Strange’s Sweet S/O

Stephen Being Vulnerable About Reader

Aesthetics

Stephen Strange 

T’Challa

Headcanons

Dating T’Challa

Prompts

“Y/N, don’t worry. I am alright, I promise”

“I actually feel the same way”

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” “I don’t feel so....” ���

Peter Quill

Prompts

“I think you’re falling for me”

Maria Hill

Headcanons

Being Maria’s Mutant Child 🐻

Prompts

“I don’t hate you, if anything I hate myself for hurting you”

Michelle Jones

Prompts

“You’re a nerd” “You’re so cute”

Nebula

Prompts

“Can you do that again?” “I thought you didn’t like affection” “I don’t mind it as much from you”

Vision

Gif Imagines

Vision Helping You With Homework

Scott Lang 

Gif Imagines

Scott Showing You His Magic When You’re Sad

Carol Danvers 

Gif Imagines

Reuniting With Carol & Helping Her Get Her Memories Back

Pietro Maximoff

Headcanons

Pietro & Speedster Reader

Prompts

“I think I’ve fallen in love with you“ “You’re blushing”

Sam Wilson

Prompts

“Don’t give me the puppy eyes”

Yelena Belova

Gif Imagines

Comforting Yelena 💙

Being Natasha’s Adoptive Child & Meeting Yelena 💚

Accidentally Confessing To Yelena

Headcanons

Your Life With Yelena After The Red Room

Alexei Shostakov

Gif Imagines

Reuniting With Alexei

Misc

Gif Imagines

Steve Reuniting You With Bucky 

Reuniting With Bucky And Peter 

Sharing Music With Peter & MJ 🎁

Preferences

First I Love You  💛

Dentist Visit 💙

Affectionate Gestures 💛

You’re Badly Injured 🖤💙

Scars 🖤💙

Bad Relationships 🖤💙

Smoking Habits 

Fainting Spells 

They’re Jealous 

Asking You Out  💛

They See Your Scar 

They Cheer You Up 💙

They Walk In On You Changing

They React To Your Pixie Cut

They React To You Not Taking Your Meds

Their S/O With Fire Powers

Headcanons

Bucky And Steve’s Short S/O 

Avengers Hogwarts Houses

Tony Stuck In A Closet 

Avengers Reacting To British Shield Agent

Thor & Loki’s Self-Conscious S/O 

Avengers Reacting To Reader With Anxiety 

Avengers Reacting To Badass Reader 

Reader With Powers Creating Scary Creatures

Prompts

“What did you do?!” “I’m sorry, I panicked!” “So you hit him with a wrench?!”

"Congratulations Tony, you finally have the child prodigy you wanted so much”

Oneshots

Attraction

The Power Of Love [Thor & Loki]

Fics

Cousin Pete [After Endgame] 💛👤

He Was My Son [Infinity War, Irondad] 🖤👤

Dead Or Alive [Endgame] 🖤👤

Father [Endgame] 👤

[anarmorofwords]

Youre tags are *actually* making my entire day and im just happy pasing around the house now thanks

BUT AHHH THANK YOU SO IM HERE TO USE MY INABILITY TO SHUT UP TO ANSWER SOME THINGS

Ana so im not even sure wtf ive shared so VDBDBD dont worry none of us knows i should make a tag for my wip so its easier

All i remember us no context ennegram edits i posted of the protagonist once

UGHH YES YOU KNOW IM MAKING VERY COMPLEX SIBLING RELATIONSHIPS THEYRE NOT THE ONLY ONES I HAVE SO MANY

Ok so yes he dissapeared

But Ana the real question WhAt CauSed HiM To DisSaPear

See all the clues to what happened to him are in the story i posted if you look hard enough ;)

YEAH I REALLY LIKED THAT LINE OOF

Ana i hate cereal with milk its the worst texture ever i support nairne in her no milk decisions

She only likes cheerios thats it and i 100% suppoort her NO MILK UGHH

They do be like that

Thats kind of the name i gave the people who have magic on this world. Theres a WHOLE LOTTA WORLD BUIKDING but basis ummm thats the name of magic people!

THANK YOU SO MUCH UGHHH ILY

OKAY SO LIKE IM SO SORRY IT TOPK MESO LONG TO ANSWER I GOT A LITTLE SWAMPED WITH ASKS (which i don't mind but it doesn't go well with packing for a trip) I'M SO SORRY DARLING

ANYWAY

Well that doesn't make things easier, but I just hope I'll be able to follow what you post from now on about it!!!

I've gotta find the enneagram edits then!!

YES PLEASE I'M ALWAYS HERE FOR COMPLEX SIBLINGS RELATIONSHIPS. that's the good shit. we need more focus on that. and I can't wait to meet the rest of them!!

whAt cAUsEd hIm to dIsSaPpear iS a good question indeed

i wanna know

look

I'm gonna find the clues; is it connected to the spirits society somehow? did he find out too many things?! i need to analyse his last message damn

CEREAL IS MEANT TO BE EATEN WITH MILK OR YOGURTH, ZIA

NOT DRY

Why-

OKAY I WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT MAGIC PEOPLE AND WORLDBUILDING I LOVE MAGIC WORLDS SO MUCH

[faded-euphoria]

{WARNING} You are a year older than Sugawara in this, he's a first year!! Enjoy~~

[12:46 A.M]

Sugawara groaned sitting up. He looked beside him at Daichi and Asahi, who were still fast asleep and then around the room at the other members of his team.

He got up and exited the room, going towards the bathroom. You were sitting in the lounge area at the school which happpened to be right across from said bathroom.

Looking through the door way you see him walk in and dissapear. About 2 minutes passed and he walked out with wet hands. You giggled seeing him look around to find something to wipe the water off with.

"Suggie. Theres paper towels in here.." You said slightly abouve a whisper to make sure he heard you.

He jumped a little at your voice and then made eye contact with you."(Y/N)? Why are you still up? We have a full day of camp tomorrow." The first year said.

Smiling at him you said,"I'm just a manager, I don't do much" You giggled then continued, getting up to get him paper towels,"Besides, you're the one who's gonna be needing a lot of practice, being a first year and all." You flashed him a smile.

He blushed as he wipped his hands off and thanked you."Wait so is this your last year?" He asked you, and you shook your head,"No, I'm only a second year, but the team needed a manager so I signed up.. I've always loved volleyball but I'm not good at playing."

You two stayed in the lounge until 1:30 and you walked him back up to where the rest of the team was. You had fun that year, and the year after. You ended up leaving Japan to go study abroad.

Your High School graduation was the last place you saw Sugawara, and it was the first place you heard him say," (Y/N), I love you."

[midnightscherry]

I PROMISE I WILL BE AROUND

Okay. This is the first time EVER I tried to write this and it came to my mind after all the time I listened to "When you're ready"

WARNING: English isn't my first language, so please forgive me for all the mistakes you find. <3

"Ten years from now If you haven't found somebody, I will be in this same place, at the same time waiting for you"

2029

Ten years passed so fast since that cold day, when our paths took different directions. He was being the successful singer, he was meant to be, but I tried to avoid every single thing of him because his memories still hurt in my heart and the last thing I knew about him was that he had a girlfriend to share his life with. It wasn’t me. It wasn’t the girl who he promised to be around of always. However, I already was doing what I wanted to be and after to spend so many years living in different places of the world, I was back in Toronto. Back in the place I used to call home.

This time I was back to opening my third restaurant after having done it in London and Spain. This time, I also promised myself I would deal with the administration of this new one to stay closer to my parents, as I promised them.

"I’m so proud of you, darling!" Mom said while she cups my face in her hands - many years away from people you love worth it - his smile was bright and she expresses pure happiness inside her while she looks around the last details of my new workplace

"Yeah…it was"

My first thought was Shawn, he was the person who hurt most be away of because I always saw him as my half and the day he decided to break up with me to make our dreams true, especially mines, something just dies a little inside of me.

"Why are you doing this?"- I scream out loud while I felt how my heart broke into pieces

-For us - He seemed so calm and sure about his choice, which made it worse.

-For us…You are fucking joking, shawn

I cried. I didn’t understand why he was doing this. After all, everything between us was okay.

-Maybe in ten years you will be the best chef in the world and you will understand why I decided to let you go.

-Yes. To dating girls who are in your celebrity level

-Don’t be fool, sky

-When did you stop loving me? I did something wrong? -

I couldn’t do anything but cry. Everthing hurt so much

Shawn grabbed my hand tightly and with the other touched my face as I closed my eyes with his touch.

-Sky, I love more than you could ever imagine

-I do love you too - I said with my eyes closed against his forehead.

I couldn’t face this. I didn’t want to

-Look at me. Sky, look at me, please - he begged

-Ten years from now if you haven’t found somebody, I will stay in this same place waiting for you"

He kissed my forehead

It was the last time I saw him"

He was right. I become into what I wanted to be and many of my dreams came true, even without him in my life.

"That British guy you were with?"

The voice of my mom brought me back to the reality

"Honey? " she said softly

"Andrew?" I asked

"Yes, Andrew. Is he coming?"

"We broke up, mom" I felt guilty

"why? When?" She seemed surprised

"Like 5 months ago mom. I told you. Also our thing didn’t work and He deserved someone better than me" My smile was weak this time

A bitter feeling invaded me. I thought I couldn’t never find somebody to be happy with because my heart was still attached to Shawn.

"It has been ten years since Shawn, honey. You know his parents and I have been friends for years and the last time I saw Shawn, it was at a dinner with them. He was back from tour, like three months ago, he arrived with a girl, his girlfriend. He seemed happy" She grabbed my hands before continue "He made you happy once, but you have to let him go"

She knew how this broke me inside. Why did Shawn can move on while I’m stuck in his promise?

"Tomorrow… Tomorrow will be May 4. In this same day ten years ago. he told me that I would realised why he let me go like that. He also promised me that he will be waiting for me" - I sobbed loud and mom squeezed my hand strong "If that doesn’t happen and He is happy with that girl I’ll let him go. Okay?"

Mom formed a big smile and embraced me like only mothers know to hug.

"I didn’t know that part of the story" she whispered amd wipped my tears

A feeling of mixing emotions were inside me

"I have to go honey, okay?" She says kissing my cheek. I nod "At night your dad, you and I will have a dinner to celebrate your goals. So we will wait for you, okay?

"oh and also your brother"

"Can’t wait" - I said excited. Know that i would see my brother was nice "Also can't wait to see that idiot"

"Keep working to open this soon. I'm so excited!" She moved her arms in excitement

The sound of her laugh was one of my reasons to live. And to know she was so proud of me made me feel better.

I looked around my new place and I felt proud. I knew it was me who did this.

"Bye darling!" She waved before dissapear through the door

"See you at night!" I scream. A smile formed on my lips

When my mom was finally gone I got back on my business, so I sit at a table and I started typing a few things that I had to finish.

A few minutes passed when I heard the door. Mom, I thought to myself so I didn’t look.

"Do you forget something?" I said in a funny tone while I keept typing notes on my laptop

"I left my heart with you ten years ago "

I frooze Inmediatly.

That voice.

Shawn.

I was on my back and I didn’t dare to look

My heart was beating faster.

"Well, 9 years, 12 months 364 days ago I left my heart in your hand and now I want to see the girl I’ve loved most in the world"

After hearing those words I turned back and he was really there. In front of me. In the same pair of black jeans that he used to wore with a bouquet of red roses in his hans.

I couldn’t believe it

His hair was shorter than the last time I saw him, his arms were stronger. He also looked older as I do too, after all we both grew up. But something that didn’t change was the way he looked at me. and I swear his eyes had more expression than ever.

He stepped forward

"I promised you that I would wait for you in the same park where we broke up - He stepped forward once more"

He stepped forward once more

"At the same day, at the same time" He laughed.

Damn, I missed that sound so much

"Well, I’m a little bit early and in your restaurant which is really nice, by the way. I knew that you would make it "He laugh. I knew he was nervous. I knew him. Every single detail about him even despite of all the years He was still the boy I loved, my boy.

He walked closer to me and for a moment everything stopped. We both were 19 again and nothing seemed to have been changed from there.

I stand up but, I couldn’t speak

After years I was in front of my love and I felt like I couldn’t breath of happiness

He noticed how nervous I was so he extended his hand to me

.-Hi, I’m Shawn and you look like a girl I used to adore so much, but I think you are older than her-

I couldn’t touch his hand

I didn't seem real to me

A bit of disappointment appeared in his eyes

-So you are, bub - I broke the silence.

The last thing I wanted was to break him

His eyes shine when I called him by that name, again.

"Actually, you look like an idiot I used to call boyfriend" I added this time

I could speak

I feelt free

Shawn laughed at that comment without stop looking me. He stepped closer and this time I could feel his breath in my face. His look on me made me feel weak.

"It is possible that you look more beautiful than the last time I saw you?" He said

"It is because I’m not crying this time"

And he smiled once more.I knew I was being an idiot. But the effect he was causing on me was powerful and I wasn’t brave enough to even touch his hand. He seemed so unreal this time.

I couldn’t resit

He was my boy

-I though you had a girlfriend - My voiced sounded serious but, I wanted to be sure about this.

even whe I didn’t want to hear his answer.

-Yes, but she deserved a boy who really love her. Not the guy who has been in love with his girl

He emphasized his

I couldn't smile more. My heart was beating faster and faster every single moment and when I felt his hand on my right cheek. I closed my eyes.

Kiss me now, please. I tought

"I know what are you thinking" He said as he move his thumb in my cheek

I smiled and open my eyes to find them looking directly to mine. He was smiling too

"uhmm. About What?" I said

"About how handsome I am" He laugh and cups my face in his both hands

I bited my lips because I couldn't resist more

"Every song I wrote for that day was about you and us. I couldn't stop thinking about you every single day of my life so far. I loved you and I love you now and I swear I want to marry you"

I heard his words and Shawn sighing before to put his forehead against mine. This time I could felt his essence and breathe against my skin. My breathe escaped once he kissed my forehead.

It felt like ten years ago but, this time he was here to keep me close and don't let me go again and then his mouth was on mine before I can even realised how it was to feel his warm lips again.

soft and sweet.

I wrapped my hands around his neck so tight as I felt a familiar warm inside my body

he was careful, but I needed more from him

after all those years

I had my boy in my arms

my love,

my only boy.

Feedback would it be appreciate or you just can't tell me how horrible my grammar is. Lol ❤

[careful-pyromancer]

1. vibing through the pain 8)

2. after work I'm planning on working on chronicles of avalon book one. aka the comfort wip

3. YES @/writing-is-a-martial-art @/asher-orion-writes @/fearofahumanplanet and like. all of my mutuals

4. picking one from each wip: jami (sorry castien), Lucy (the day we dissapeared), Pallas (sparrows flight), Micah (resisting the knife) and 402-18f (lab rat)

5. oh boy this one is significantly harder. uhhh oh god. I'll choose Len Kagamine from vocaloid

6. Holly Black, V.E Schwab, Neil Gaiman, I'm looking to expand my horizons too so if u have any recs.....

7. yes of course!!

Its been a while!

So I have some questiona

How are you

What wip are you working on?

Do you recommend any writeblrs?

Who is your favourite oc

Who is your favourite fictional character from any franchise

Who is your favourite author

Can I come into your inbox and ask questions

[careful-pyromancer]

preperations for the night

context: lucy touched a bone in the woods. which means something will be coming after her and her family in the cabin. time for everyone to buckle down the hatches

Wolfgang swaggered over to the shelf holding herbs. He plucked Saint Andromeda's Sage, rosemary, and lavender. Grabbing a spool of twine, he tied the plants together. As he worked, his mind drifted towards his favorite subject.

Would there be a proper chance to scare Lucy in the basement? He'd have to plan the perfect opportunity, probably just before dawn.

The boy ambled over to the windowsill, placing the bundle on each one. He watched the clouds roll over each other. Like the sea, but gray. Indiffirent to whatever hell it may release.

Leaves swirled like mortals caught in a deadly dance with the fae. Wolfgang didn’t stare for too long.

Something was staring back.

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[moy-r]

Hey guys! How are you doing? I've been a bit dissapeared these months working in my new project (with Camomille as writter) @webtoonfactory (@dupuis_bd ), but now I have permission to talk about, so let's show you something about the characters of "L'ennemi Derrière L'écran"! (The Enemy Behind The Screen) _______ •HUGO• Hugo is a classic teenager, 16 years old, a young boy adored by his friends and parents, and he is delighted: for his first day of school, he is finally entitled to a smartphone, allowing him to access the virtual social life of his peers (which his parents forbad him before). But, all is joyful as he enters this new world, he will soon be confronted with his dark side. _______ We have no release date by the moment but I hope to be able to keep showing you more about this project! #dupuis #dupuisbd #bd #comics #comicart #comicbooks #hero #manga #lineartist #artwork #art #art🎨 #wip #workinprogress #portfolio #color #inked #sketchbookpro #sketchbook #anime #originalcharacters #oc #personalproject #webcomic #webtoon #webtoonfactory https://www.instagram.com/p/CDgz7T9KRjN/?igshid=jzxdvy4ob9zk

[veinereastath]

WIP DAY

I got tagged by wonderful @fadedjacket, thank you <3 Tagging @minilev @xbaebsae @starsandskies @dieguzguz @p0lkadotdotdot @refinedstorage and y’all I have only random writing WIPs so enjoy (or not) some Dragon Age whatevers, since I got motivated to invest myself more in my OC from that universe.

    [...] Dorian, of course, noticed how Inquisitor’s eyes wander to the flickers of ethereal, purple flame that were dancing around his fingertips. He, however, pretended to be unaware of her not-so-subtle interest and played with his magic some more, allowing it to come in more intricate shapes, illuminating the dim library with its glow.

    Finally, however, he grew tired of pretending to be blind - the flame dissapeared, and yellow eyes of a Tevinter altus wandered to those of a woman sitting on the other side of the table.     “So.” He started, lifting his eyebrows slightly, the tiny smirk playing on the corner of his mouth.     Vessa, to her credit, at least tried to act confused, blinking rapidly a few times. “... So?”     Dorian sighed. “Oh, please. After those few weeks I’ve spent with you in here you must have noticed that, along with my outstanding looks and sharp mind, comes also the power of observation and flawless analysis. So. When do we start?”     Inquisitor sat silent for a few moments, still pretending to have no idea what was his point. However, she quickly gave up and abandoned the eye contact, refocusing on the pages of the book in front of her. “Never, Dorian. Don’t push this matter further.”      “You genuinely seem to have no idea at all what king of insane potential runs in your blood. And you’re just throwing it away like it was nothing. You know how many magisters back home would die for this kind of power?”     “Bravo, my friend. You just pinpointed the exact reason why I won’t try learning magic. Not a tiniest bit of it.”      She, of course, knew he wouldn’t let the topic die. And she was right. Dorian sighed theatrically, though despite his good humour she knew he wasn’t really joking right now. He stayed silent for a while, watching her with a mix of playfulness as well as a very deep understanding.     “You won’t be like him, Vess.” He spoke once more, slowly, clearly not wanting to irritate her. She, however, just looked defeated.     “How can you know? I can’t possibly know to what extent I can control my own mind. If he can manipulate the Grey goddamn Wardens, why wouldn’t he be able to do the very same thing with me, when we literally share blood? And even if it won’t happen, you know what they say. ‘The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.’” She licked her fingers and moved on to the next page of the book, even though she didn’t really read a single word in the previous one. “And I want to be the apple that have fallen as far as possible.”     “You share blood, that is true.” Dorian slowly nodded. “However, our last time travel trip made it seem clear that you were born before Magisters entered the Black City. And I sincerely doubt that the corruption Corypheus carries now would somehow pass on to you afterwards.”     “We can doubt, but we can’t be sure.” She leaned back in a chair and turned her head to look at the window. “We already know I’m immune to the Blight, which, however helpful, is quite concerning, since I’m not a Warden. And if my my father sacrificing the blood of thousand of elves and breaching the Fade created an anomaly strong enough to literally freeze me in time and randomly throw me in a forest over a thousand years later... I wouldn’t be so certain that I’m not tied to him on a deeper level I would like.” [...]

[baggebythesea]

my headcanon is that pre-hordak, all the kingdoms and city-states were independent. most of them weren't ruled by princesses and the princesses did not have more power then mayors or pirate admirals, but the princesses did have an extra status that offered some perks - like automatic invitation to princess prom .

during the time of the first princess alliance, however, to angella's horror she pretty much by default turned into the defacto leader of the alliance as Snow noped out and the rulers of Salineas and Plumeria 'dissapeared' '(died?) and left teenagers in charge. When Glimmer and the bfs kickstarted the alliance again, angella was handed back the bucket, complete with the extra stress of now being extra mom for all these catastrophe prone princesses.

then angella 'dissappeared' and Glimmer was the head of the princess alliance. we all saw how that turned out in s4.

after the war, technically there was no need for the alliance anymore and all the kingdoms could go back to be indpendent again. Right? because i'm sure perfuma, mermista and frosta will let glimmer go of the bucket anytime soon, right?

This is from a wip:

"It's not just Mermista and Perfuma who woke up one day with a new creative idea of how to make my life more difficult," Glimmer sighed. "They both listen to their people. Whatever we end up deciding, someone will loose money, perhaps loose their entire livliehood. We need to figure out a way to make it as fair as possible."

"Oh…" Bow frowned. "And why do they ask you?"

"How should I know?" Glimmer cried. "They seem to have decided that since I ran the princess alliance during the war, I'm some sort of Queen-queen for all of Etheria, which means it's my job to sort out any little petty dispute."

Is Glimmer like the “High Queen” or something

So like

In some fantasy stuff (Tolkein for example) in the First Age you had the High King of the Elves who was like the leader of ALL elves but also their were other Kings who ran Kingdoms that were pretty independent and did their own thing but the High King of the Elves was like the Supreme Leader and techianlly you had to do what he told yuh in like big stuff.

Wonder if that’s Glimmer for Etheria, the Princesses are “techianlly” independent but Brightmoon is like The Big Head Honcho and the one in charge of the whole planet situation 

[careful-pyromancer]

HEY KIDS COULD WE LIGHTEN UP A BIT

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“What’s the matter?” Saoirse asked.

“Nothing, why?” Wolfgang responded automatically.

“You’re not smirking. What’s going on?” 

Wolfgang wondered if he could get away with some dull excuse. His older brother never noticed small things like expressions. Then again, they had more pressing matters like not starving to death. 

And look where that got him. 

“I thought I saw something in the woods. It’s hardly the time for pranks. It looked like it could have been a person. Something about the eyes wasn’t right. Like it was a trained dog instead. Their skin was so pale that they stood out against the sky.” Wolfgang finally admitted.

“Grab your things and get to the basement, now. And maybe a few candles, if you’re going by there.” Saoirse didn’t intend for her tone to sound so urgent.

The poltergeist bolted down the hallway with incomprehensible speed. 

“Us too. As quickly as possible.” Saoirse’s tone was once again unreadable. 

Okiku wondered briefly if there could be any other tone the woman could speak in.

Well, for three days, she knew the woman. Maybe she didn’t dare to scream at a specter. 

(more under here!)

If that woman screamed at Lucy she would be a bloody pulp within an instant. Okiku would see to that. The water dripping from her hair created a steady beat now. Even if she hid from sight, Saoirse could hear her. 

The lack of privacy felt like a snake coiling around her neck. A faint itch in her instincts told her “drown her, drown her in her own wash bucket, and move on from this place.” 

‘Not yet,’ Okiku soothed the wounded animal in her blood, ‘not quite yet.’