#without. yknow. being in the way every day for three years

[itstimeforstarwars]

It's three years since I left college so I'm finally giving in to the fact that this isn't some temporary stay and I am in fact actually living here. So I'm unpacking and going through stuff now.

[miya-rin]

imagine being the miya twins older sister who has had suna rintarou fully enamoured with your existence since he first met you at 15 years old.

he has tried to make many moves on you over the years to no avail; sneakily trying to place his arms around your shoulder before one of your brothers notice and throw the nearest object they can grab his way. not letting you carry anything while hes around, claiming how “youll never have to lift a finger again” if you give him a chance. hell, even dropping down to the floor to tie your shoelaces the second he realises the laces have come loose, taking his time to stand back up afterwards as he slowly rakes his eyes over your figure so he can fully take in every inch of you. every attempt of his to make you swoon for him is met with “sorry sweetheart, still not into minors” and a small ruffle of his hair which gives him a dopey smile. you would think he would start to back off eventually but to your dismay every rejection you have handed to him has just made his desire for you grow stronger - he takes your words as “try again when youre 18”

which is exactly what he does. on his 18th birthday his friends decide to throw him a massive party - being the twins chaperone you had to come along and when suna set his eyes on you, you knew there was no chance of you escaping his antics. you catch him glancing at you multiple times throughout the night before he gets pulled away by one of his guests, a disappointed look in his eyes every time he had to look away from you.

after a couple of hours you decide to step outside onto the balcony to catch some fresh air seeing as there was no sign of the party dying down anytime soon. you’re outside for maybe 5 minutes when you hear the door slide open, you already know who its going to be seeing as he has been trying to catch you alone all night, you turn around to finally face the boy and he looks as ecstatic as ever.

“happy birthday suna.” you swear you can see his soul leave his body the second those words leave your mouth, its not the first time youve said it to him tonight - youre not that cruel as to not wish the poor boy a happy birthday on his special day - but everything that comes out of your mouth looks like it sends him to heaven and back.

“thankyou yn, i appreciate you being here, but then again, i know you cant spend more that a week away from me because youre just so obsessed with me.”

“wow, am i that easy to read?” you chuckle along with him, noticing the way his gaze doesnt stray away from your face while you face forward, “so, how does it feel finally being legal?”

“incredible, it means you can finally give me a chance.” he doesnt miss the way you sigh at his words.

“suna we’v-“

“i know that we’ve been over this, but i don’t really think you mean it,” this gains an eye roll from you, “plus, my one wish when i blew out my candles was that you would give me a kiss.”

“really? well i guess your going to have to go without this year.”

“it was my birthday wish, youre not gonna deny me that are you?”

“yknow if you tell your wish to someone it doesnt come true right?”

“yn…please,” his voice is barely above a whisper, he sounds desperate, “i have been waiting for three years, all i ask for is one kiss, just one.”

“i think youre forgetting that im 22 and you are freshly 18.”

“im still 18 though.”

“hm… you make a good point,” you see the way he perks up slightly at your evaluation, a hopeful look becoming more prominent in his eyes, “one kiss. let it be my official gift for the birthday boy.” you might have well as told him he had just one the lottery, anyone who walked past the sliding door would think you had due to the way his smile was so wide.

“thankyou” is all he can muster up before he is snaking his hand up your body and with a hand tangled up in your hair he leans down until his lips touch yours, you can feel the shit eating grin spread across his face as he gently moves his lips in sync with yours, pulling away slightly to whisper “best birthday ever” before leaning back in <3

[todostiddies]

Eren Boyfriend Headcanons pt 2

Modern Eren headcanons for GNreader, a continuation of pt 1

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Texts you goodnight and good morning without fail, but sometimes the good morning texts come at like 12am bruh

He will buckle your seat belt for you

He will open the door for you and if you forget to buckle right away he'll just tell you to scoot over and do it for you before buckling his own

Thinks it's funny to tighten your hood around your face randomly

Absent-mindingly tracing hearts and shapes on you while cuddling

Will call you brat, which he started as a joke to make fun of Levi and now it is unironically a part of his vocabulary much to his dismay

He thinks you being hangry is the adorable even if you're a total demon because of it, in fact, the meaner you get the cuter because he can just poke all the more fun at you when he buys you food and you immediately switch up all sheepishly (which he also loves)

An extra careful driver with you in the car which can then lead to some road rage towards others who aren't, but it never goes past a mean look, the bird, and a couple insults in the privacy of the car. He also deffo does that hot arm hold to you when he brakes too hard and he'll give a little cheeky smile and apology after

Will play Pokemon Go with you and go on Pokemon Go dates where you guys walk the routes and go on hikes or walks around the city to catch pokemon and he always buys you snacks and lunch/dinner during srry but im still in my pokemon go phase

His favorite pokemon is Psyduck

yknow that video where some womans boyfriend/husband was covering the sharp edge of a table while she was on the verge of bumping into it all distracted?? Yeah, that's him. He will cover corners for you and always makes sure you won't clumsily hurt yourself and will watch your step for you depending on how clumsy you are

but at the same time he is constantly trying to trip you and shoves into you with his whole body while walking and tries to push you into puddles like a child

He is fiercely loyal of all of his loved ones and has/will fight anyone on sight for them, as we all know, but he is also very protective of their dreams

He keeps tracks of all his friends and familys most treasured goals/dreams and behind the scenes he is also helping make them come true if he can and/or congratulating them on their progress that no one else may notice and he even will send related things to them like articles or posts

so naturally, things you're really passionate about he will look into and maybe even get into it too

I feel like his mom would have enrolled Eren and Mikasa as junior life guards, she did amazing and really liked it and Eren had fun and was good but didn't care to do it again. Armin went to the wave/beach every day just to hang out with them still, and sometimes Eren abandoned duty or snuck away during a lesson to pick seashells with him

Speaking of, Eren has a mini seashell collection from him and Armin picking them together. He dates each seashell and has given you a couple that he thought you'd like

Because of the whole lifeguard thing, he knows CPR and some basic first aid and the friend group always goes to him if they need extra medical help and he goes straight into his rare mom mode

Him and Mikasa kissed once in a 7 minutes of heaven game in freshmen year of high school, and afterwards decided they were better as friends and never even told Armin until a drunken night of confessions between the three senior year, the night before graduation

He will and has sacrificed himself in little ways for his friends and family, and would do so in bigger ways if the situation ever called for it

He LOVES kissing you

Kisses every morning, before leaving, coming home, when he's bored, when he's excited, when he's sad, all of it. He could be leaving from the dinner table to go to the bathroom and would still kiss you goodbye

He loves making out with you and puts on a romantic playlist he made when you guys hang out and make out in his car he's so cheesy but in a cool way

He thinks you don't realize it's the same playlist but it only has like six songs that just repeat and you have to wrestle him to make you a partner on the playlist so you could add more

When a song you added comes up he'll stop whatever yall are doing just to tell you it was a good choice lmao

He likes flavored Chapstick, but his favorite is vanilla

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed!!

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

ok here i go full hc prompt🥳🤩🤩

m6 in the ✨✋Future🤚✨ or at least to them, relatively, from their medievaissance-y mixed bag nonspecified time period to something resembling our times! i personally like to consider it still Their World, fictional, which just progressed to look like ours now (it literally makes zero difference to anybody except the inner machinations of my annoying ass but yeah ifykyk) basically yknow shooting a medieval peasant into 2023 & giving him mountain dew type beat

The Arcana HCs: M6 in the Future

~ @tetsuooooooooooo this was so much fun, thank you for sending it in and I hope you enjoy these!! ~

-- for headcanon purposes, MC is from the future and is tasked with taking care of M6 during their 24 hours there --

Julian

It takes him less than two minutes to figure out where (read: when) he is and his response is nothing short of enthusiastic

Please, he's been around the world, and he's got a delightful guide, and he really, really wants to know if his theories about leeches ended up being correct

He actually gets a little emotional when a quick google search shows him how wrong he was and you end up having to take him exploring to cheer him up and distract him from his failures

You have a really hard time explaining to him that clinics don't allow doctors without medical degrees to waltz in and observe random patients getting treatments

You take him to see a movie and he's transfixed

The screen is so big. The actor's faces are so clear. The drama is so much more than anything he could have imagined. And they come with music?? Hums the soundtrack for the rest of the day

If you show him that one version of Jurassic Park with Jeff Goldblum in it Julian will imitate him sporadically afterwards

Enjoys fast food way more than he should. Especially instant noodles. Will spend half an hour trying to pack some to take back

Fascinated by the concept of typing

You hit a button to make the next letter appear instead of writing it? But MC, this means that everything he wants to communicate through text could be easily readable. Imagine!

Freaks out a bit when you try to take him in a car. He's surprisingly comfortable in a metro, though, so you'll have to do with public transportation and bicycles

Oh yeah, he loves bicycles. He only crashed into three trees, a wall, and a stranger's parked car before getting the hang of it

He's convinced that earbuds don't actually play music, they just trick your brain into thinking that you can hear it

Almost exploded when you gave him coldbrew coffee

Asra

They know instantly that they're in a different version of reality. Sure, they've never traveled through time, but they've traveled through plenty of other dimensions

He's the least ruffled, and unfortunately, the least impressed. Don't get him wrong, this looks super cool, but this isn't any more otherworldly to him than the otherworldly places he's already been

Wants to go on a food tour immediately. Not the nice stuff though

No, they want the questionable food. The is-this-going-to-make-me-regret-existing food. The food that, if it was shown in an anime, would be pixelated and have threatening auras around it

So chill about what you tell him to do it's almost concerning

"Here Asra, climb into this four-wheeled hunk of metal that can travel over 100 miles an hour and hold yourself in with a single fabric strap while I pilot this through hundreds of other things just like it, driven by people we don't know and can't predict."

"Cool. Where do I put Faust?"

Don't tell them about edibles unless you want them to spend their day hunting some down and absolutely going to town on them

You swear you saw his hair stand on end the first time he tried popping candy

When you took them to get their radioactive meal (a.k.a. the closest fast food chain with the fewest ethical violations) they insisted on picking up one of every sauce packet to try them all

... and when he saw a nine-year-old mixing two different fountain drinks, he of course grabbed the largest cup available and went down the line so he could taste all of them at once too

You've never seen them this jittery and sugar high, so of course the next place to go is a trampoline park, with the bright lights and loud music and bodies hurtling through the air

He should not be getting the amount of air time that he does

Has a meltdown over modern fluffy blankets. They're so soft

Nadia

Gobsmacked. As in, she's a highly intelligent woman, and therefore able to really wrap her head around what she's seeing

The future!! She's in the future, Arcana help her

But she's got you and she adores you and she knows she can trust you so she's going to be okay. That said, start explaining. Now.

First things first: how's the infrastructure? She can't see any canals or aqueducts. Or fireplaces or lanterns, for that matter, what do you do for light? And cooking? (Cooking uses fire, right?)

Literally cannot walk past anything new without stopping to try to figure out how it works and if there's a way to recreate it herself

Bicycles on a rack? She's spinning the pedal and trying to figure out the balancing dynamics of two-wheeled movement

Almost lost it when she found out that it was possible to lift the hood of a car and look at the engine inside that makes it go. You decided to take her on public transportation instead

Which turned into all kinds of excited brainstorming about public carriages, and gondolas built for 20 people ferrying people along the aqueducts, and new and terrifying uses for the catacombs

Wasn't very impressed with the fashion she saw

She knows what good quality cloth looks like. This is a women who grew up in silks and fine linens, polyester does not impress her

Except for the stretchiness. She does like that

The perfume counter, on the other hand, takes up a good hour and a half of her time. She's smelled plenty of fine scents before, but she's never been in a shop where she could sniff so many at a time

This one smells like Prakra. This one smells like Vesuvia. This one smells like the beach. This one smells like the woods. This one ...

Yeah, it was an excellent opportunity to take a nap, if you're the napping sort. You wake up to her testing perfumes on you because she ran out of space on herself

Gets so frustrated when you explain your government setup to her

Muriel

Oh no, please be very gentle with him

He likes to live in the woods because it is peaceful and quiet and it's one place he doesn't stand out in

He stands out in this place very, very much and he doesn't like it

Refuses to leave the room he appeared in until his appearance is as unremarkable as possible (which is not easy to do, by the way, the man is a mountain. modern clothes in his size are hard to find)

Does not want to go in the car. It's way too fast and it makes him seasick when he closes his eyes to shut it out

Buses are somehow easiest - they feel the least claustrophobic when they're not crowded and it's rude to stare on them

You two end up going to a natural history museum in the middle of a weekday when hardly anybody is there, and he lights up

There are so many animals, and there are enough other people in the world who find those animals interesting that they gathered so much knowledge people had to make a building to hold it all

Has never heard evolutionary theory before and is fascinated by it

Once he starts talking, it's hard for him to stop

He's not being loud at all - you can only hear him so clearly because you two are holding hands so he can't lose you - but he's being quietly submerged in his own special interest and he loves it

He just wishes there weren't so many skeletons. But he's glad the species they belonged to aren't forgotten this way

Long story short, Muriel's inner Nerd is unleashed and he goes hoarse from the amount of murmuring he does all day

Does not like getting food in public. Does not like eating food in public. Does not like being publicly perceived. As soon as it gets into afternoon and it gets busy, he wants to go home

Which is where you show him what the internet is and he's in awe

People can work from home? People can make friends without leaving their house?? People can talk without being seen???

Portia

Spends five minutes hopping in place and squealing into her clothes to let out her nerves and excitement before you can decide what to do

Then insists on taking half an hour to hear you describe every single fun or interesting thing to do so she can make a list

Yes, she's determined to hit every single one in one day

First things first: food. Take her to a cafe and watch her sigh over all the baked goods and sugar-loaded caffeine beverages

Then (if there is one nearby) a mall, so she can see all the stuff that people buy so they can have the lifestyle they do. You have to drag her out of both Bath & Body Words and Bed, Bath, & Beyond

Please, it's full of fluffy fuzzy things and good smelling mystery goo, she wants to live in it also what do you mean "no stopping at the pet store", what even is a "pet store" -

Oh. OH -

You will have to physically pull her away before she adopts all the kittens. She does cry about it later, just a for a bit, they're so cute

Next is a library and cafe, of course, because she lives for books

This place is way bigger than the Palace library! The one in the Palace is just a large room, this is a whole building!! And people get to come here, whenever they want, just to read, for free?! What?!

You had to remind her about the "no loud noises in the library" rule several times. She's doing her best, she's just passionate

Completely demolishes her first chocolate croissant

Goes feral at the amusement park she has you take her to afterwards. This woman is an adrenaline fiend. You're cursing the pop up add for it by the fourth consecutive free fall ride

The only way to get her to leave is to tell her that one of her favorite stories was turned into a movie and that you'd have to go home to watch it. Don't take her to Target to get snacks. She'll disappear

Flicks the lightswitch 30 times in a row because she can

Lucio

He's immediately panicking. Not because he's in the future, no, but because of what it's done to his arm

It's changed. It's not running on magic any more. The only way to resolve his design is for it to be some kind of high-tech electrical prosthetic that even modern scientists would have difficulty with

Once he's adjusted to using it, you're good to go

Lights up like a firework the first time he rides in a car

MC. MC how fast does it go. MC that's a very high number. MC, he wants to drive. Please. Please! Pleeeaaaassssseeee

DO NOT LET HIM DRIVE.

Makes you pull over after seeing ads for Sephora because he's convinced that he could pull off that eye makeup even better

Tries every single makeup sampler and then gets offended when one of the poor employees suggests an anti-aging cream

Him? Aged?? How dare they - oh wait that really does brighten his eyes. He'll take ten, please, they're so small, they can't cost much -

You'll have to pull him out before he sees you use a credit card, because once he does he's going to keep asking to use it and you're not sure he understands why maxing it out is a bad thing

His arm does run out of battery at one point, which does cause some panic. All of a sudden he's stuck with a limp hunk of metal swinging from his shoulder, it's not ideal

You're able to find the retractable charging cable on the side and plug him in, but then he's stuck sitting in the same spot for two hours and a bored Lucio is a dangerous Lucio

There is a solution to this, of course. You can give him an iPad with games on it. He won't move a muscle after that

The caveat is that he will turn into an iPad kid and get glued to every single screen he sees afterwards. You don't know how to fix it

Falls in love with vending machines and tries Cheetos because the leopard on them looks cool. Develops an artificial cheese addiction

[count-lucio]

lucio headcanons because i can't help myself. just a warning that these are rather canon divergent, so keep that in mind while reading! anyway, with no further ado-

my objectively correct lucio 'headcanons' (i am normal)

- he has chronic nerve pain from the constant pain + stress his body was under while he had the plague - even after he comes back. he walks with a cane most days, and claims it's for 'fashion' (it very clearly isn't)

- the whole "missing an entire arm" business is a MUCH bigger deal than the way the game shows it- it's a genuine disability, not just a fun character trait. i'm begging you all to consider lucio needing (and wanting) to spend time with his prosthetic off. lucio phantom limb syndrome and phantom pains. lucio struggling to do things that require both hands on occasion and having to relearn everything after getting his prosthetic. lucio being too rough/too strong/etc with his left arm because he can't feel what he's doing. as much as he loves the gold he can't help but feel terribly insecure and incapable because of it sometimes.

- lucio is not even a tenth as stupid as the writers make him out to be for funny haha villain points. he's actually incredibly intelligent and a big fan of studying + reading "just because." he's very literate and articulate, just overexcitable (and maybe slightly over-emotional) and doesn't always express his intelligence in the best way (or stop and think before doing things). he's also fairly talented, and rather proficient in writing and playing piano - the grand piano in the foyer belongs to both him and nadia!!

- same thing goes for what an incompetent leader he's portrayed to be in the game... it's absolutely nonsensical that he alone was in charge of vesuvia for multiple years and that entire time knew nothing and learned nothing about being an effective ruler. perhaps he's not the most responsible leader at all moments and maaaybe he can be a bit. harsh. but i can't see military-tactical, hand-selected-to-rule-vesuvia-lucio being an INCOMPETENT leader.

- also, the previous count, count spada, took lucio in and taught him everything he knew - the game hardly touches on this and it's an absolute crime because i think the two of them had such a close (dare i say father-son) relationship and spada effectively took lucio under his wing and gave him the necessary training to be an effective leader before naming him his heir. the two of them were very... my parents hate me and i don't know what parental love feels like x i never married or had children and i regret it immensely, yknow ?

- his relationship with morga is much more strained than what's portrayed in canon - both her and his father were rather abusive throughout his childhood and he hides in the palace every time she visits vesuvia and makes nadia deal with her for him (i use 'makes' loosely - nadia would do it even if lucio didn't ask. she's not very fond of morga either and is sympathetic to lucio's fear of her).

- speaking of nadia, the two of them really don't hate eachother all that much. their relationship is much more complicated than what's shown in the game (everyone's is, really, it's all a lot more blurry and queerplatonic than what was written to make it work as a romance game) and while they most definitely butt heads quite often, she by no means hates him and they do, actually, get along a fair amount of the time. they have quite a bit in common and work well together. most of the time.

- contrary to popular belief, mercedes and melchior are not unruly and untrained- they're both trained impeccably, just in lucio's native language, making him the only person capable of controlling them. however when it is him in charge, the three of them are a force to be reckoned with (especially when out hunting) and mercedes and melchior move flawlessly alongside him, nearly predicting what he wants without him even having to speak it aloud. they're impeccably behaved- just for him and him alone.

- on the topic of languages- lucio was raised speaking something different than what is spoken throughout the game. there is no direct real-world equivalent but it's... scandinavian in nature. he has the faintest hint of an accent (and no, it isn't a jersey accent) but he's been speaking other languages for so long it's not quite as noticeable as it was during his mercenary days - although it is quite a bit more noticeable when he's drunk, and he's very prone to cursing in his native language.

[gothic-daydreamer]

-Caught-

Larissa Weems x Fem!Wife!OC

*oneshot*

Summary: A few months into your well-hidden relationship, caution is thrown to the wind.

Warnings: slight Angst.

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Larissa and I had been dating for three months already. God, it felt like only days.

So far we'd kept it professional in public, outside of her office or either of our apartments within the school. None of the other staff knew, Larissa wanted to wait until the 5 month mark before she told anyone in the Academy. I understood that, she wanted to protect her image in her workplace.

For her, the faculty's opinions were more important given she was of a much higher station than I was. Still, I wished I could kiss her openly without hesitation, but I understand and respect her boundaries.

A student stood in front of me at my desk, I glanced away from them and scanned around for my assistant, Silvie. I suppose she was busy, or on her smoke break. I looked back to the student "how can I help you, dear?" I gave them a professional smile.

They tapped their fingers together nervously, head lowered in a subservient way "I- I uh... I'm looking for a book" I leaned back in my desk chair, softening my expression and attempting to put less pressure on them "what kind of book?"

"a uh- a fantasy book. Yknow, the kind with magic and- and dragons!" Their eyes seemed to shine at the mention of dragons, and I chuckled in amusement "I'm guessing you're a fan of dragons, then?" I brushed off my flared leg trousers as I stood up, this timid little 13 year old looked up at me like I was the most imposing person they'd ever seen as I stood over them. I couldn't help but hold back a smile, Larissa would make this child look like an ant at her feet.

"y-yes. They're so powerful, and free!" The little student exclaimed, making me laugh lightly. I moved my glasses to sit atop my braided auburn hair, pulling my cream coloured cardigan around me as I shivered against the cold drafts of the library.

"well then, let's find you a dragon book sweetheart" I resisted the urge to tousle their hair like I used to do to my nieces and nephews back home, and merely stepped around them to begin the journey through the bookshelves that towered above us. This library was like a maze, it took me forever to get a handle on my way around it, but after a few weeks I didn't need a guide anymore.

I'd been at the boarding school for outcasts for about a year and a half by then, moving from the UK with my ex-fiance to begin working at the academy. We were so in love then, everything I'd seen in life told me that this was love. How little I knew. This place showed me that life could be anything I wanted, anything I made it to be. It also showed me what love, attraction, beauty really was. It was where I met Larissa.

The student followed at my side, I caught them glimpsing up at me every few seconds, most likely to see what I was planning. If I'm being honest, this anxious little kid reminded me of myself a little. I clung to Larissa's side in crowds, and needed her reassurance for my social fears. Yes, I thought with a hidden smile, this kid is familiar.

"what's your name, darling?" I asked absentmindedly as I began rifling through a shelf I knew well, mostly because I was a fan of historical fantasy myself.

"Styx" I turned away from the bookshelf, an audible excited gasp had Stix looking a little apprehensive "like the River Styx? In the Underworld?" I sounded like an over-eager kid begging for desert, I would have cringed if i wasn't so intrigued. The newly teenage child nodded.

"that's a lovely name! With a great history behind it too" I had turned back to the bookshelf by this point, but I didn't miss the sheepish smile on Styx's face. They appeared a lot more relaxed now, I was glad.

"I'm Miss Edwards, but you can call me Cecile if your going to be coming by often" I winked at the student cheekily as I attempted to make them more comfortable. it seemed to work, as Styx muffled a giggle behind their palm. I continued rifling through the books.

I came across the series entitled 'Eragon' and paused, tapping my index finger against the spine of the first book. I turned my head to Styx "how do you feel about a series of books? I promise this is a very good one" I held out the first book, letting them run their eyes over the blurb on the back.

There were a few moments of silence as I carefully assessed their reaction, their face was blank at first, until they looked up at me with an eager and excited grin. I smiled back at them, my shoulders relaxing, glad to see they liked my suggestion.

"can I borrow this first one? Please" I chuckled lightly, now leaning a little against the bookshelf

"of course you can, sweetheart. Just-" I cut myself off as a look of anxiety and awe came across their face, I raised an eyebrow "what's wrong?" Styx had their eyes fixed behind me, looking like a deer in headlights.

A hand laid on my shoulder. I glanced down at it and saw the familiar cream coloured glove of my secret-lover "Hello, Miss Edwards. Sorry to interrupt but I need a word in private" her voice was low, my legs nearly buckled beneath me at the sound of Larissa's sultry tones.

I turned my head to Larissa, looking up at her as I smiled. She had the sweetest, yet most professional look on her face "oh, yes. Of course La- uhm, Principal Weems" I quickly corrected myself at her eyebrow raise, stumbling a little. I resisted the urge to place my hand atop hers.

Turning back to Styx, who looked between us with a mixture of discomfort and curiosity, I tried to keep the excitement from my voice "I hope you enjoy your book, sweetie. Pop by if you need anything!" With that, they smiled and scampered off to another part of the large library.

Larissa now commanded my full attention.

"what can I help you with, Principal Weems?" I didn't mean for her title to come out quite as sultry as it did, but my voice still purred as I looked up at her. I noticed Larissa seemed taken aback by my tone, until her eyes became amused and her lips quirked up into a grin.

She glanced around, making sure no one was within earshot. Finding no one, Larissa leaned down to me so that I'd hear her deep voice whisper "you can help me by being a good girl and coming where no one can see us" I stared up at her, wide eyed. Larissa was never usually this daring in public.

The shock I felt was nearly doubled when Larissa reached out, placing her hand on my waist and pulling me with her. We were now behind a bookshelf, shielded from view from the rest of the library. I looked up at her, seeing her devious smile "you're full of surprises, aren't you?"

Larissa hummed in response, rubbing her thumb over the curve of my waist. I found myself leaning into her touch, enjoying her affection. The slightly older woman leaned down towards me, a deliciously seductive smile on her face as she met my lips in a soft kiss.

It started off slowly, innocently enough. Her hands on my waist, mine cupping her face and stroking her soft skin. Larissa's lips brushed over mine with a gentleness I'd seldom encountered before. Safe to say, kissing women was much more enjoyable than kissing men.

Larissa gently pressed me back into the wooden shelf behind us, slipping her hands under my cardigan and feeling her way up the curves of my body. Running down over my hips, my stomach fluttered as she firmly held them to the bookshelf and pressed her body close against mine, continuing to hungrily explore my waiting mouth as if she was waiting her whole life to do it.

A little moan slipped out as she suddenly grabbed my ass with one hand, leaning her other one above my head and keeping me trapped. As if I'd ever want to escape her hold though, death by a thousand kisses sounded like heaven. I kissed her impatiently, yearning for more of her touch.

Larissa engulfed my senses. All I could feel was her body on mine, smell her scent of lavender and freshly pressed paper, hear her little gasps as we broke for barely a second to catch our breath. I felt her warm breath ghosting over my lips as she pulled only a little bit away, her lustful eyes looking from my eyes to my lips and back again.

I whimpered as she stopped me from kissing her again, a sly smile on her lips as she pressed me even harder into the bookshelf. Larissa knew the close contact was driving me crazy, her hand traced playfully across any exposed skin she could find and dug in her nails to make me whine.

"stop being cruel, Larissa" i sounded absolutely pathetic, staring up at her pleadingly as she put all weight into the arm leaning just above my head and brought herself closer to me. The hand that had explored my body now tilted my chin up so that her lips could trace across my jaw.

"cruel? What's cruel is you avoiding me, sweetheart. I've missed you" I gulped as she continued laying strategic kisses to my neck, Larissa smirking a little at my barely restrained moans. She knew my sensitive spots already and made sure to target them.

"S-Someone- Someone could see- Ah-" Larissa sucked my pulsepoint as I tried to speak, humming in satisfaction at my inability to talk coherently. I found myself grasping onto her dress blaser with white knuckles as I tried to keep quiet. But with great luck Larissa decided to devour my lips in a kiss once again.

Her mouth was urgent on mine, exploring me as our tongues danced together heatedly. My moans were muffled by her lips, thank god. I'd die if anyone caught us like this. I breathed rapidly through my nose, my hands still clenching her blaser tightly.

I was red faced when Larissa finally pulled away, panting and flushed with dilated pupils. Larissa grinned down at me, pulling away and wiping her smeared lipstick in an attempt to clean it up. I stayed where I was, pressed back into the fictional-crime section of the library.

Larissa straightened herself up, fixing one of her gloves as she absentmindedly glanced back to me "good to know everything is in order, Miss Edwards. You'd best get back to work"

I didn't move, not trusting my weak knees not to crumble. Larissa raised an eyebrow "y-yes Principal Weems, right away" she smiled, showing her pearly white teeth

"good. Come along" my trembling legs carried me past her, walking a few steps in front as we made our way back to the front desk. Students didn't pay us any mind, although some troublemakers quietened down as Larissa passed by them. I could still feel my burning red face, and hoped people wouldn't notice.

After the long descent down the steps of the library we came to the front desk, where Silvie was filing away paperwork. I rushed to get to my desk but bristled slightly to attention as a light touch graced my butt as Larissa made her way to the door, turning her head to shoot me a subtle little wink as my cheeks turned pink again.

"Continue the good work, Miss Edwards, Miss Davis" Larissa nodded to Silvie, who did the same in return, before she slipped out of the large oak doors and into the hallway outside. I smiled nervously at Silvie.

I cleared my throat "have I missed anything?" Sitting down at my desk, Silvie looked back to me.

"No, but you might want to borrow this" Silvie held out a little tube of makeup, which on closer inspection turned out to be concealer.

"Why?" I raised an eyebrow at her, leaning on my desk and unknowingly exposing my collarbones and a tiny bit more.

Silvie smirked a little, scanning her eyes across my face as if debating being honest with her boss. She clearly saw my impatience, and decided to speak her mind.

"well, your neck is covered with hickeys. I'm guessing Principal Weems would be pretty embarrassed for your secret to be blown"

My whole body burned with humiliation, my eyes were wide with shock. Silvie looked like she was holding back her laughter and if it was any other situation I'd be furious at her for it.

Instead, I just snatched the concealer from her outstretched hand and stormed off, my face red from both anger and embarrassment as I heard her laugher behind me.

---------------------------------------------------

Sorry if it's a little rushed, I've been busy getting prepared for a holiday.

Hope you guys enjoyed!

[sleepless-rants]

hi sleepless, I hope you’re having (or, already had) a great day!!!!!!!! 💜💜

I was wondering if you had any ideas (or, headcanons for what it’s worth) on the curse the immortal khaneriahns were given? Since it seems to be somewhat different between the three we know (dain, rhine & chlothar) what do you think is. just them being them. or byproduct of curse? :’)

*starts rubbing my hands together like a fly*

OK. another brain dump

Firstly, funny how you mention the diffrences, because one thing that's been bugging me since the harbinger teaser and then again when we saw chlothar, was the way khaenri'ahns wear their eyepatch diffrently.

Having the right eye covered is obviously a theme, but dainsleif covers the corrupted area around his eye and not the eye itself (which seems to be a normal eye?? Intrestingly???), kaeya and pierro (both alberich and from the same family line I assume) have the eye itself covered as well, chlothar, despite being a few hundred years into his curse when we see him, does not have any abnormalities with his eye and nothing to cover. Irmin, from what we can tell from the statuette (and the fact that he's called the one eyed king obv), does have an abnormal eye but isnt covering it.

I theorised a while back that (to summarize) since we got confirmation from the melusine quest that abyssal creatures see the world diffrently, maybe khaenri'ahns who had their hand in abyssal power had one eye infected or smth and now cover it to avoid the abyss vision (cuz we know how the abyss vision worked out for durin and elynas :'D) BUT it could also have something to do with how the curse functions in terms of necrosis and whatnot.

Nevertheless the question of why are khaenri'ahns affected so diffrently by the same curse and same energy and same situation has been bothering me for a very long time. Other than the eyes theres so many examples of this. Think about dain and chlothar for a second. Chlothar's hands were so out of function after like 200 years that he couldnt pluck his own mushrooms, yet after 500 years dain is jumping around fighting five abyss mages at once.

And we already KNOW that other factors affect the functioning of the curse and its not just about blood. Black serpant knights and shwaneritter turn into shadowy husks, some of the people who accepted the abyss turned into abyss mages while others turned into abyss lectors / heralds. Then we have people like the baptist who turned into giga lectors.

Maybe its the rank you had in your khaenri'ah days that determines what the curse does to you? Maybe its your exposure to abyssal power? The main function of the curse is similar for everyone. It becomes a part of you, it eats away at your mind and body until theres nothing but a husk left. But how did some people delay this process? Does it have something to do with the eyes?

Also lets talk about the "thing" dain talked about in the chasm quest. Yknow the one thats supposed to slow down the symptoms of the curse.

"How have they managed to hold on to their consciousness for so long without 'it'?" Or something like that. What is that? And is it the same for every currently "still consious" khaenri'ahn? Are we then safe to assume its not some niche alchemical substance or something that only certain people can access?

I saw someone say it could be an irminsul branch which makes sense cuz

1- pierro rhine dain chlothar could all easily have access to it

2- we know that abyss mages and heralds (who also have their consiousness intact) carry them

PLS I HAVE SO MANY CURSE OF IMMORTALITY THOUGHTS BUT MY THUMBS ARE STINGING SO IMMA JUST LEAVE IT HERE FOR NOW

[theofficialpresidentofmars]

I think the reason why I tend to like more controversial film Shakespearean adaptations (eg Kenneth Branagh's Hamlet, Baz Luhrmann's Romeo and Juliet) is to me, keeping the complete integrity of the play whole and intact is just slightly less important than seeing the story get to be told in new and exciting ways? Like don't get me wrong, I very much appreciate the integrity of a play and might be using the wrong word entirely but I don't care if not every single detail is the exact same and if some of the deep implications are lost in favour of things that look cool.

I guess my view comes from the fact that Shakespeare is so hard to get into for a number of reasons: the excruciating language barrier especially for first time readers, the fact that the plays are all like 400 years old, and the way that everybody seems so pretentious about his works all the time that it's hard to connect to them in any meaningful way when people are just going to tell you you're not reading it right. It put me off for a good many years to the point where I held contempt for the playwright and every English teacher who'd made me study his works because it all felt so stupid and uptight and so much fuss about nothing (much ado about nothing, you might say) and I'd been taken to see live plays of his multiple times and every time my parents had been like 'oh it's a cultural experience! it's high art!' and it confused me and frustrated me and just didn't resonate with me at all. and quite potentially the ONLY reason I got into his works at all was three straight years studying his plays in, Hamlet came up on my radar as the play we'd have to perform a scene from for a Drama assessment. And he was Danish, and I'm Danish, and I thought 'yknow maybe I'll give this one a shot for cultural heritage purposes or whatever' and so I put in extra work to understand the play and realised it kind of hit hard. And then, after all these years of reading plays and watching them without a clue what was going on, it was getting the chance to perform a scene from a play that I understood with the instruction to make of it what we wanted it to be, I finally got it. I realised why this name had been one to go down in history.

But I can't get over how absolutely hard it was to get here, and how close I was to never being here at all despite my close proximity at many occasions of my life. And it's because people treat Shakespeare's works like 'high art' which they are, but they also take it to mean untouchable. And okay, maybe if it was the Mona Lisa or something. But this is theatre! This is the most adaptational, most personal, most intimate art form! And it's not only art where the value lies in viewing it, but there's value in being the ones to perform as well! And treating it like some godly, better-than-thou, scripture from the heavens makes it unrelatable and unapproachable. When the whole reason these stories have lasted for four hundred years is because they're relatable!

But sometimes three-four hour plays are hard to resonate with, especially the Shakesperean worded ones, whether that be read or viewed. Mostly for newcomers. And often, that can be where film comes in. And here's where I should add, a large amount of people don't watch Shakespeare with the intent of acting like they know everything about it. Having an adaptation that doesn't fully do the original justice should be okay, because at the end of the day it's more important that the stories are being told and adapted to draw in a modern audience (who then if interested can go and properly sink their teeth in) than kept in a glass case to be seen but not felt.

I hope people make really shitty film adaptations of Shakespeare. I hope people make film adaptations that do something daring and original that wasn't in the play. I hope people make adaptations that go offscipt entirely, I hope they make adaptations that don't quite make sense but they're going for more of a vibe than anything. I hope they make adaptations that are campy and ridiculous and I hope they make adaptations that really suit the original plays and capture all of their themes that make every scholar's heart ascend with happiness.

I hope people make many, many adaptations of Shakespeare's works, each with a bit of their own creativity and soul handcrafted into them. I hope these stories keep being adapted again and again and that every adaptation, whether it resonates with a large audience or not, really resonates with someone. I hope people have self-indulgent fun adapting his works. I hope that no one ever feels afraid to put something out into the world just because it might be awful.

I should also add, if you happen to dislike any of the adaptations I mentioned for valid reasons that's totally fine and I understand why you might lol. But in an ideal world, Hamlet has like a hundred different modern versions and I actually hate like half of them but it's okay because the fact that so many were made means that one also got made that's so good and so perfect for me that it keeps me up at night. I currently do have takes on the play that I absolutely despise anyway (Freud when I get my hands on you) but I recognise that there's merit in them existing and people finding meaning in them (even if they're WRONG according to me). I also understand the potential frustration in people who haven't studied the play coming into academic spaces and acting as if they have full authority because they've seen one adaptation. I just hope you sort of get the point I'm trying to make because we're probably not on opposite sides and I have a fear of misarticulating myself on the internet LOL

anyway the Hamlet scene I ended up doing for my Drama assessment was the latter half of Act 5 Scene 2 and our group's take on it were that Hamlet and Laertes were bitter exes lmao

[gemsandr0ses]

ramble about blank space

Thought I’d share this idea:

TLDR: Blank Space was a multidimensional trash can for years until it was closed because it was a safety risk to the civilization since people kept falling in the portals and they weren’t able to get out. A multidimensional council decided to just leave the residents there since trying to get them out cause them to 💥💥💥💥💥. They drop a box of supplies (ie: Food, water, toiletries, blankets, tents, camping supplies, etc) every month

As confirmed in the pilot, AIB exists in a multiverse. However, Blank Space at the beginning of AIB is very…well, blank. No resources, no water, nothing, they probably didn’t have weather besides sunny either.

So, how did the residents survive?

Well, I have a bit of an odd idea.

Given that there are multiple dimensions, I would probably guess they all have some sort of council connecting each other and putting out guidelines. (This is important)

With the amount of dimensions there are, they definitely produce way too much trash.

So, perhaps this council noticed this issue, and decided that, in order to fix this problem, they got together, and created a dimension that was entirely blank. Just a yellow-ish white void with no residents. They named it Blank Space. They put out portals around different dimensions to work as trash cans with infinite space. They even created a spell allowing people to send their items without having to go to a portal if it was too far away.

Easy fix, right?

Well…

There was one problem.

You see, they didn’t think of safety measures to keep people from falling into the portals, and being stuck there to die of starvation or dehydration, whichever gets them first.

So, what did the council do?

They decided to try and put a half-assed portal teleporting them to the council’s home so they can be sent home.

Problem solved, right?

…yeah no. The problem was just made WORSE. Every time someone would jump through the portal, they would be

during the trip and arrive as blood salsa. So, what were the council members to do?

Well…

They got lazy.

They decided this wasn’t worth the hassle, and just closed down most of the portals leading there, only keeping one to work as a heavily guarded dumpster. However, they ended up missing a few, which meant some people still fall into Blank Space to this day.

(For those wondering, the portals were closed 10 years before AIB kicked off.)

What about the spell?

Bah! What spell! Who cares? Who even used that spell anyways?

(Well, enough people to learn that if you send a person there via the spell, they’ll be paralyzed, stuck in a standing position for two to three days before waking up, unless they’re awakened by an outside force.)

But, what about the people who were stuck there?

Well, to keep them from, yknow, dying, they decided to have many residents from different dimensions to pitch together to donate food, clothes, water, camping supplies (like tents, sleeping bags, lanterns, etc.), yada yada, to what they called the “Blank Box”. This would be sent to Blank Space at the end of each month.

Because of this, Blank Space’s population sky rocketed

So, who fell and who was born there?

Here’s a chart I made really quick!

Red = Fell/Sent via spell

Blue = Born there

(I forgot brain but he was born there)

(didn’t mark Oodle, but if you’ve seen the show, he went there sorta by his own free will)

Thanks for listening to my rambling :3

[hot-take-tournament]

my mother insists that they got it right the first year and then just mandela effected themselves about it later or smth. but my grandmother says that she remembers for a few years insisting that it was actually the 30th and nobody believing her.

my parents say they didn't take the birth certificates out often to check bc apparently they didn't want to lose it or smth? and didn't actually look at it when they were copying mine and my sisters' for that school.

a lot of forms don't require proof of date of birth bc they assume that the parents, yknow, know when their kid was born. and the medical record that kept being referenced was the shot record, so until age 12, my doctor's records and ID and everything said the 29th, and after we figured it out, everything had to be changed

anyway, I sort of get my mother forgetting, bc she was drugged to hell and back (which is the same reason i was dropped p soon after i was born), but my dad's got no excuse

yeah, i mean i get how you'd forget - i legitimately once missed my own birthday because i got the month wrong

and i know that you fill out a lot of forms yourself, so i can see how all that information could be wrong if your parents were totally convinced that they were right - that makes sense, especially to a terminal airhead like me

but what i don't understand is how it was right on the birth certificate, but wrong on everything else, and especially your ID

if your parents made the mistake when they registered your birth, that's one thing - but if it was right on the certificate, it would have to be right on your ID as well????

(long boring ass explanation under the cut - i'm just trying to figure out how this is even possible)

if it's legally valid ID, it would have the same information as your birth certificate - you can't get a second form of valid ID without providing an already valid form of ID to confirm the information is correct

here's an example:

when you're a baby, your birth certificate is your only legally valid form of ID

(there are other options if you don't have one, like an adoption certificate for example, but let's ignore that for now since it doesn't apply here)

so, when you eventually want your second valid form of ID - let's say it's a passport - you have to present a form of ID to confirm the information is correct, and that would have to be your birth certificate, because you don't have anything else

so the information on your passport is guaranteed to be the same as your birth certificate, which is why it's an acceptable form of ID

and then, if you want a third form of ID, like a driver's license for example, you can present either your birth certificate or your passport, because they are guaranteed to both have the correct information

and then your driver's license would also have that same information, and now you have three forms of ID, and when you get your fourth ID - well, you get the idea.

that's how the system works - it's meant to ensure that your information is at least consistent on all your legal forms of ID, even if you or somebody else makes mistakes on other forms

i know you were only 12 so you probably didn't have many forms of ID, but the ones you did have should be correct

if your ID has the wrong date of birth on it - even by one day - it's a fake ID. if it's a passport, it isn't valid, so you gotta get those details fixed before you try to leave the country - it happens all the time, so it's not as if you're going to get in trouble for it, especially since it's only one day

(unless you're somehow mind-bogglingly stupid enough to say, completely unprompted, that you did it deliberately - and if that's you, you probably shouldn't run with scissors)

and there's no way your actual medical records would use your shot record of all things to confirm your age - that's such a randomly specific form for your entire medical history to be based on, and not everyone even has one; a hospital would always use your birth certificate, because a) everyone actually has one, and b) they know that it's got your correct information on it, which is pretty important for a hospital

in fact, i'm 90% sure that when you register with a doctor you need to give them a birth certificate, and that's the same for when you register at a school - like you said, you had to send them a copy, and they then used that for the standardised test to confirm your identity when they recorded your results

so, tl;dr - any record kept by or accepted as valid by the government - your legal ID, your educational qualifications, your criminal record if you have one, etc. - should have the same information as what's on your birth certificate

the reason they need safeguards like this is specifically because of situations like yours

so if all those records are correct, i don't see how something like this can happen for 12 years without anyone noticing at any point??

and if your legal/medical records aren't correct, since your parents were right for the first year of your life i have no idea when this all fell apart to the point where they had to go back and change everything - there's no way that was because of a shot record, even if that was what caused the mandela effect for your parents

also, they were right for an entire year but then convinced themselves they were wrong because of the shot record, which I think starts on the same day as the birth, or at least like 7-10 days later?? that makes this story weirder somehow

anyway, i tried to make this concise, but this story is so baffling that i literally can't wrap my head around it, so sorry this was really long

and this is just my understanding of it, and if i got something wrong, let me know - i'm not an expert by any means

(also, side note - your grandma was not correct; she mandela-affected herself into believing she was right the entire time, as all grandparents do. my advice would be to start fully agreeing with her, and you'll become her favourite grandchild)

[skadream]

happy ummm 8th month on t? (9th if i were actually on t continuously but i ran out for a month that one time) i used to do monthly t updates on tiktok but i dont rlly feel like doing that rn so i'll yap about it here (its actually wild how little stuff i have about my transition on my tumblr generally speaking? as if this isnt the website that transed my gender in the first place)

it really is hard to notice such gradual changes from month to month, especially if its just me lookin at myself, compared to seeing a doctor in person which, i am getting rx'd T thru telehealth currently as my nearest planned parenthood or even a neighboring one does not actually do gender affirming care which is. insane and whack. esp when i do live in a pretty populated county maybe second or third to nyc and albany area. and i have to call in to a pp THREE HOURS BY TRANSIT from me. but like, its been working for now ok!

mentally and emotionally ive been very up and down overall but i think thats largely due to my medication changes rather than hormones. ALTHOUGH. when i ran out for a month in november and my period came back... dude it was so horrible like genuinely the worst period of my life. its one of those things where i didnt realize just how dysphoric something could make me feel until i had a taste of being able to alleviate said dysphoria. so mentally speaking testosterone is probably pulling the mental train even more than the wellbutrin lol. and im trying not to account too much for circumstance/environment cuz like OBVIOUSLY if things were going smoothly for me there a lot of my emotional issues would be at least somewhat relieved, but im working with what i got.

physically, since starting t in july i have lost weight. at first i was very scared it was my medication, and i think a part of it was at least a little, like two of my meds can cause some weight loss, but i am no longer losing weight in a concerning way but just yknow the regular amount of daily fluctuation. so i do think a lot of my weight loss was due to hormones just shifting around my fat and all that, or something idk lol. everyones so diff with hormones, i know some trans guys gain weight on t and not necessarily from muscle training, i know girls on e who have lost weight without any changes to diet or exercise, it really depends so as always, this is just my experience etc etc

i do have more facial hair but its still quite patchy, i think i might start filling in my stache tho. with my shitty goatee, its not my fav so i shave it off when im not just sitting inside all day, but also idk it makes my chin feel less. round. or smth. i do always think of my one friend telling me ill look like the lead singer of a nü metal band and honestly maybe i should start giving that energy more anyway! embrace goatee lifestyle!

oh yeah my voice dropped in like the first two months and has gotten deeper since, and on timtom i talked a lot about wanting to maintain the vocal range i had pre-t? i dont think thats fully possible like i think the highest notes i used to reach are just inaccessible to me, but i think if i did some like vocal singing warmups i can get back up to reach those higher notes. in retrospect the way ive sung my whole life has actually prob been destructive on my voice, partly from lack of proper training and partly intentionally trying to sound deeper and more gravelly, but now that i can access deeper sounds more naturally i really do wanna work on singing in a better way where i can reach some of those notes.

overall yea im liking whats happening so far, i do wish it was happening faster but i understand that some people dont get the progress ive gotten for like, YEARS, and new progressions will be happening to me for years after today. if you think about "real" puberty, it is a gradual shift its not like you suddenly grow a chest as soon as you Bleed or whatever its different for literally every person and since im the only one in my family that i know of who has done this, im kind of a guinea pig. but like im okay with that! anyway yeah really recommrnd testosterone if u want it i like it :)

[weaselishmcdiesel]

I will join u in grumbaphango town weasel tell me more 👀

Congrats- you made me ramble so much I’m putting it under a cut :)

Oh mae you’ve gotta listen to me listen—do you know how much love just one mumbo can hold in him? All these boys, grian zed tango, they do this crazy amazing shit but each of them are so passionate (mumbo does too but for the purposes just imagine mumbo ok listen) imagine literally any of them approaching mumbo to say hello for the day, not a single one could do it without pranking him along the way, something simple like tapping his shoulder on the wrong side, and then how prideful mumbo is to hear about the latest thing grian built, the latest game tango invented (seriously how does he come up with these games), the newest, mind boggling Minecraft defying contraption zedaph invented—it would make mumbo the proudest man on the server. He has these fantastic boyfriends that are all doing such incredible amazing things. I personally believe a mumbo needs to be in such an enriching enclosure. Because who better to compliment your work than Mumbo K Jumbo, who can become awestruck at the simplest things but never fails to give the most sincere compliments and feedback. It’s enough to motivate more builds and games and machines for millions of years frfr

And I’m not stopping there. I have too much boy on the brain. Grian? The fuckin? Crazy one? With zedaph and tango? The other crazy but in different flavors ones? The way grian would instantly go to one of them after a successful prank to hear their explosions of laughter or praise, or enlist one of them to help construct something specifically needing their expertise. Of course I draw grian uh. Brunette but yknow everyone calls him blond SO YOU CAN IMAGINE EVERYONE- MUMBO EVEN- teasing them for being the blond menaces. If they’re around there’s schemes sure to follow not far behind. Each one only amplifies the other- tango has that infinitely supportive energy, zedaph with infinite ideas and confidence, grian. Is. Well. He’s grian of course. He’s eager to get on literally any plan with even a modicum of prank involved. Does this leave mumbo most often dodging their attacks left and right every day? Yes but don’t worry about that

AND IF YOU CAN STOMACH JUST A BIT MORE FLUFF I IMPORE YOU to imagine. Just. All four of them. Crawling into bed, grians there first bc he’s a brat, zedaph close behind bc I think he’d specifically demand grians cuddles bc. Sweater on sweater violence etc etc. then there tango bc with his long arms I’m sure he tries to hug em both at once, probably can’t really do it but by golly the spirit is there. Where’s mumbo you ask? Well the fuckers always working late at night. He woulda probably been first in bed if he were in the house at all. But he comes in late, he assumes after they’ve all fallen asleep—they know he wouldn’t be back soon. But he loves to see them, tumbled around the bed with the sheets messy, so he can tuck them all in. When I say the amount of love this man can hold. Hell tuck them up all nice long before he even gets ready for bed himself. I doubt he’s a very quiet man so amidst all the noise from fumbling around opening the closet for his pjs and turning on the sink to brush his teeth, the other three wake up, silently deciding to stay put as they are. Only so when mumbo walks back, ready to climb in next to whoever’s on his side of the bed, they all lunge and nearly give the poor hairball that is mumbo jumbo a heartattack. pulling him in under the covers unknowing of how much work he put into tucking the sheets around them. But don’t worry. They are all sleep :)

[boltlightning]

tagged by the lovely @aloveforjaneausten, thank you so much!!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 49!

2. What's your total AO3 words count? 315,193. god help me

3. What fandoms do you write for? actively just the one (potc), but the bulk of my ao3 is final fantasy vii, fullmetal alchemist, and assassin’s creed. almost all of my unpublished personal stuff is dragon age. one day it’ll see the light of day. one day

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

a house, a hearth, a (s)holmes (the great ace attorney, 2021)

good company (fullmetal alchemist, 2016)

heart & home (fma, 2017)

the need of everything (fma, 2018–2020)

benchfellows (ff7, 2020)

i'm proud of all of these but flabbergasted by benchfellows, which is 800 words and something i wrote and posted impulsively at like 2am. but. yknow. the kudos are beyond my power.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not? almost always! nothing makes you forget how to say “thank you” like a normal human being than comments on your work!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? almost everything i write ends on a melancholy note, but o sleeper (ff7) is probably the worst of them. and that’s really just the threat of canon rearing its head

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? the storm at your door (assassin’s creed) was specifically written to give ezio and sofia a better ending than what they got in canon, and by god i stand by it

8. Do you get hate on fics? thankfully not!

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind? nah. i don’t particularly enjoy reading smut, nor do i have any talent for making it not sound stilted. sex will get hinted at but rarely do i write anything more explicit than someone’s bits being out in the wind

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? have you heard the good word of my potc/temeraire crossover that is getting quickly out of hand? and till the long days (AC) is not NECESSARILY a crossover, but entwines the world of AC with greek mythology in a major way.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? / 12. Have you ever had a fic translated? / 13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before? nope to all three!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship? i don’t ship much tbh, and while i wouldn’t say i’m the most fond of them, my longest lasting ship has been cloud/aerith. we’re going on 18 years together and i’d be lying if i said they weren’t part of why i started writing in the first place

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will? lmao. most ideas i don’t finish i’m content to leave as they are. however, i have one novelization about my dragon age character going through the events of the trespasser dlc that i desperately want to finish, but i’m such a stickler to the dialogue that exists in-game that i’m hamstringing myself. i like the ideas there enough to revisit it every now and then, so it’s not totally a lost cause, but...it's not looking likely gang.

16. What are your writing strengths? lord knows i know how to set a scene. everything i write is in service of eventually getting to describe sunlight or perhaps weather. know this whenever you read something i wrote.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? i’m desperately bad at just…stepping back and letting a scene breathe. i NEED to explain everything even if it’s obvious. i also am very guilty of describing what happens in prose rather than letting it play out naturally in dialogue. it’s remarkable how much i avoid dialogue without even realizing it

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic? eh. it can be used well, but i just speak the one language fluently, so i doubt it’d be a fun or worthwhile bilingual bonus for any reader.

19. First fandom you wrote for? it’s either kingdom hearts or inkheart, and it certainly does not exist anywhere anymore. pour one out

20. Favourite fic you've ever written? my answer changes every time i’m asked this. sticking with the recency bias answer of steadfast and dependable (potc), as i''ve been really into the themes in that fic recently

tagging @johnbly @thesumdancekid and anyone else who might want to snag this <3

[slimeslab]

SLAMS HANDS DOWN. I have been waiting a literal year for more SCU content so heres my thoughts:

Every human being still alive is a total weirdo. True to life

The base actually looks really freaking nice! I was expecting a cobbled together shack because, yknow, escalating apocalypse, but it genuinely looks so nice!

Give me the map download Charlie. Let me in!!! Let me in!!!!!!

I love Tommy’s character in this. Fucked up little gremlin causes problems on purpose (but wasn’t always this way. He was just a kid, man…He was just a kid.)

Charlie’s desire for friendship all the way to the end is fucking heartwrenching. It fuels my theory though…

My current theory is that its some sort of like. Alternate dimension?? Sort of. Its hard to explain without sounding insane

Im gonna try anyways.

So after grizzly dies the three remaining gods fall apart. Theyve fought so much that the friendship can no longer be repaired.

Charlie (a god with near infinite power mind you) just wants his friends, his lifelong companions, his pillars, back and does what any sane god would do: pulls their souls into a timeline/alternate dimension/spatial distortion/whatever, where all of them are alive.

In doing so, however, he drains most of his own power.

Their godly memories are locked away, because this universe was never meant to have gods in it.

But that doesn’t mean the powers aren’t still there, they’re simply lying dormant underneath seemingly mortal skin.

Schlatt is the only god who wasnt pulled in by force, no, he entered the dimension by choice. And while his abilities are very limited in this world, he has much more power than four gods without their memories to guide them.

He thinks its funny that they’ve gotten themselves into another one of these predicaments, and decides to play nice…for right now.

But then he gets bored

He starts to reveal some minor clues…

Charlie seems to think its some sort of challenge. 100 days he has to survive. He ends up saving the doomed world on the 101st day. He is not as lucky.

By saving Grizzly’s soul, another one had to take its place eventually. The universe found an equivalent soul in the weakened, dying form of Charlie.

[ooooo-mcyt]

Yknow what? I'd actually go so far as to say that, as much as ive seen it complained about, it's actually pretty hard to "UwU" or "Woobify" Grian within the context of yhs.

I mean. It's possible if you go really extreme with it, but it's hard.

Grian at his core is actually a primarily decent person most of the timeand is a primarily innocent party in most things. One who goes through a Lot.

If you really think about it Grian's moral compass isn't too far off normal basic human morality. He's often anxious and hesitant when faced with any involvement in criminal activity, he's frequently dismayed and offput by suggestions of violence (the less deserved the more dismay is expressed as well), he's disappointed and frustrated at seeing the people around him do fucked up things, he's almost always polite with a good head on his shoulders when faced with a kind or reasonable person. Even well into ts, long after first coming back to Japan, Grian is still incredibly uneasy and fidgety with the suggestion that he take part in violence, I mean, remember that time he, Taurtis, and Sam were tasked with killing Geode and Grian not only initially tried to refuse outright but then checked in shakily with the other two multiple times just to confirm if they were really going to kill someone. Grian's typically the character most likely in the entire series to be incredibly put off by and very hesitant about doing bad things (especially to people he's not one million percent certain deserve it).

And while one could argue that we can't really praise his moral compass for being hesitant about involving himself in crime/wrongdoing when he often ends up participating anyways. Actions speak louder than words and all. However I disagree. The fact that Grian vocally does not wish to be involved in this kind of thing and has proven to behave on the more reasonable and polite side when acting independently in relation to likewise level headed people....is Very important. In fact, in actual legal cases, oftentimes a factor in trying individuals is the question of whether they would commit the crime in question indepently or under normal circumstances. This is the basis for necessity, duress, and insanity pleas, amoung other's. People who would not act the way they did in a certain scenario under normal circumstances are often liable to be judged favourably in their actions. In fact, speaking of duress pleas, Grian's got a pretty solid one for a lot of his actions. The times Sam or Yuki held a knife to his throat or the times police threatened to kill him if he doesn't comply with orders or any alike incidents. In cases where duress isn't applicable to Grian's behaviour there are oftentimes incidents in which an outright case for violence in self defense can be made. In fact, most of Grian's circumstances leave him very viable to be judged sympathetically on a legal standpoint. The fact that he was a minor, the fact that he had no apparent history of violence or crime, the fact that he was in a severely abusive relationship with a criminal and entering said relationship marked the start of any sort of criminal behaviour from Grian, any criminal behaviour from Grian always being in a group setting never lead by himself, the fact that he always clearly and openly protests when pulled into these group settings, the duress and self defense pleas that are applicable to pretty much all incidents in which he does engage. Which are also all factors that can and should be accounted for on. a moral basis as well, obviously. And like, Grian has a reputation for being arrogant, cynical, and rude or whatever, but he's really not. He very rightfully calls out other people's horrible bullshit and makes snappy remarks towards his abuser but that's the opposite of a problem and Grian's proven himself more than capable of reasonable civility towards reasonable people. Grian just isn't the selfish arrogant disrespectful criminal that he's sometimes implied to be and in fact he's largely innocent- or absolvable, if you'd rather- in most of the things levied against him. Grian's not a literal saint giving to the needy and taking care of orphans in his spare time but he's a decent guy overall???

And hey, speaking of that super abusive relationship Grian landed in. Let's not forget the impact of that situation. Sam was undoubtedly abusive towards Grian. He threatened Grian's life various times, he basically told Grian he was nothing compared to Taurtis, he shoved plastic down Grian's throat and laughed when he choked, he got Grian locked up in solitary confinement through complete lies just because he thought it'd be entertaining I guess, he forced Grian to kiss an abnormally large amount of people against his will (some of these instances sam recorded despite being asked not to), he himself tried to make out with Grian without consent while Grian was sleeping in his own private room, he forcefully dressed Grian up in feminine cosplay meant to be ~attractive~ complete with fake breasts, he lied to Grian about the gender identity of someone Grian dated as a joke (his words) and lightly mocked Grian afterwards, he locked Grian in a basement for three days straight and it's unclear whether or not he was planning to let him out anytime soon, he dragged Grian into a closet with school staff despite Grian's very vocal distress and discomfort then scolded Grian for considering reported it when this staff member made uncomfortable comments on the outfit Sam had forced Grian into, Sam offered to give Grian to another guy who made a similar uncomfortable comment later on as part of some trade, he consistently dragged Grian against his will into criminal activity whether by threatening him, tricking him into participating, or just altogether falsely implicatng him, amoung Many other things. And every step of the way Sam did his best to completely gaslight Grian. He used every gaslighting technique in the book. Telling blatant lies (for example, "i would never stab taurtis", "you are taurtis", "grian's crazy and he stabbed taurtis"), he denies doing shit to Grian that Grian knows damn well he did ("i would never stab taurtis"). He hard projected his bs onto Grian (from blaming grian for 'making' sam do awful shit sam did to claiming grian actually fullstop did the awful shit sam did). He was just constantly trying to turn people against Grian (convincing yuki and taurtis to back him up in calling grian a bad manipulative friend and insisting he needed to apologize for 'making' sam horrifically abuse him. arriving in the police station and instantly without hesitation telling them grian was crazy and dangerous and pinning his own crimes on grian. having taurtis back him up and help scold grian for getting mad about being locked in the basement for days). Telling Grian he's crazy (taurtis incident again, solitary confinement incident, the time sam kissed grian without his consent while he slept and grian got mad). Telling everyone else that Grian's a manipulative liar (taurtis incident again, solitary confinement incident again). Yknow. Gaslighting. Sam was just so unbelievably abusive. In like. Every possible way. Which adds a LOT of trauma to Grian. That on top of his parents abandoning him as a little kid too because we couldn't leave it at severe abuse.

Grian's not a bad person. And he's certainly a very sympathetic person. Which is why it would be hard to woobify yhs Grian. It would be hard to make a very sympathetic very sad character egregiously sympathetic and sad. His whole arc is getting abandoned by his parents, going to visit his friends, and getting violently abused and forced into a multitude of disturbing activities against his will for an extended period of time.

One could argue that sure Grian isn't a bad person and sure Grian's got a pretty sad life, but certainly a lot of people are guilty of making Grian more helpless and scared and generally 'pathetic' than he is in canon.

To which I reply...not really?

Grian already doesn't have half the fight response people ascribe to him throughout the series. That was a whole other post but honestly Grian's response to traumatic situations is very frequently to cave to them and he's got a much stronger submissive streak than people often admit. I mean, Grian was asked to dress up as his best friend who just got stabbed "to make things less awkward and make me feel better" and he did it within ten seconds of being asked without the others even needing to threaten him at all. Grian does express quite a bit of despair, fear, and submissive tendency in canon when faced with dangerous or traumatic situations. And while it's possible to go a bit too far with that if you consistently leave out the token fight entirely, I see people swing way too far un the opposite direction way too often. There's a reason Grian never actually killed Sam in canon. There's a reason Grian never made a serious attempt to get him arrested for his crimes. There's a reason Grian never just left. When Sam found Grian after he ran out of the gym during the Taurtis incident? Grian didn't lunge for Sam. There was no serious altercation between the two. Grian scrambled back and tearfully babbled platitudes while shoving plastic down his own throat on command. And even beyond that, a lot of the interpretations accused of making Grian too helpless/scared/'pathetic' are works that involve Grian processing trauma years after the fact. Which. Even if Grian was the most aggressive on edge fighter in the history of trauma responses during the traumatic events? People don't process their trauma after the fact the same way they instinctively respond in the moment. Even if Grian never shed a tear throughout any of the traumatic ordeals he experienced, it would be far from unrealistic behaviour for him to still process after the fact by panicking and sobbing his eyes out regularly. Which, again, Grian wasn't even all that fight oriented while it was happening so panic and tears isn't even super far removed from his actual in the moment responses let alone processing after-responses. It's just. It's really hard to "UwU" Grian tbh. He's a decent person, he went through hell (his own words actually), and he was never even really very effectively aggressive when he did. And while it's possible to dip too far into that territory, far more often I see things swung egregiously far in the other direction.

[autisticandroids]

yknow those episodes where a character's whole personality gets split into 3-5 different distinct separate bodies? what bodies would cas have? I feel like it'd just be a mess tbh, imagine 5 different castiels all of them loving dean to a certain extent but showing it VASTLY differently. one cas would literally want to murder the others lmao

okay so i don’t actually think this trope would be an effective tool for analyzing cas? he’s not conflicted enough in himself. he’s too impulsive, too singleminded, too uninhibited. like, in the end, cas always ends up doing whatever he wants. there aren’t multiple discrete voices vying for control, really, or rather, if there are, one is always significantly stronger than the others. like in the end cas will always end up eating raw meat off the floor, you know? he’ll do what he wants. if i was going to do personality splitting i’d do it to someone intensely internally conflicted, like dean.

however, because i’m in an essay writing mood today, i’ll answer a question slightly to the left of the one you asked. cas may not be internally conflicted, but he is intensely changeable. these two things are related, actually; the same impulsivity and singlemindedness that mean he doesn’t have a ton of internal conflict at any given time mean that different ideas sound good to him at different times, because he isn’t really thinking about, say, what future-him will think of them. and he’s not really trying to maintain an image or identity. he’s just doing what feels right at the time, which is very different at different times and in different situations.

anyway, that in mind, i think a lot about ways to bring together many alternate versions of cas which sort of correspond to different times in the show.

i have a fic in my head about a bunch of cas-es pulled from alternate timelines by some kind of spell. so this would be set during the widower arc because the basic impulse here is to show dean a very bad time. just absolutely put him through hell. also, all the alternate timelines are different because different stuff happened, not because cas made different choices, because if we’re torturing dean it has to be like 5x04, the changes in cas can’t be cas’ fault. they have to be dean’s or just like, the universe’s (which makes them dean’s).

so dean is trying to bring cas back, and he finds some kind of spell that can bring someone “from another world.” and he tries it because hey. can’t hurt to try. anyway i’ve thought a long time about different versions of cas i would put in this and here is what i have. in order of when the timeline split off.

- a cas who never raised dean from hell. think 14x13 “lebanon.” this one i’m not too sure about, like, this could be fun, but i don’t know if it’s different enough from the next one. like this castiel would have lived through the averted apocalypse and subsequent general fuckery that happened as an angelic footsoldier, which would actually be pretty interesting now that i think about it, especially since all that stuff would have gone down soooooooo differently without cas specifically for your average angel footsoldier. like cas has PERSONALLY caused more upheaval in heaven in twelve years of spn than there seems to have been in millennia. so he would be the point of view of a normal footsoldier from a totally other world.

- a cas who died mid season four, and is pulled out of the empty in 2017 by this spell. i’m not sure when this cas died. my thoughts are (1) killed in on the head of a pin by alistair, (2) killed during his torture in the rapture, or (3) simply never resurrected after lucifer rising. (3) makes the most sense, but that cas has already thrown away everything for dean. i prefer the idea of a cas who loves dean, is already on the brink of disobedience for him, but has not yet taken the plunge. both on the head of a pin and the rapture are great places for this, and they both have strengths and weaknesses. if he died in the rapture, he was killed by heaven, which is fundamentally more fun, but he was also really very much over the edge already. if he died in on the head of a pin, he wasn’t killed by heaven, but he is perfectly teetering on the brink of falling for dean. regardless of when he died, the purpose of this cas is to be horrified at all the various and myriad ways he has destroyed and corrupted himself for dean in the other timelines.

- possibly endverse cas, who would have died in 2014, but like s4 cas, would have been pulled from the afterlife by the spell. i’m not so sure on this one. we as a society love endverse cas but i dunno what purpose he would serve. maybe endverse cas didn’t die in 2014, and instead was imprisoned by lucifer, because, you know. he’s the only brother lucifer has left. so he is very excited to see dean alive and well, since his dean is dead, and, not being an angel, cas can’t bring him back. the purpose of this cas would be to horrify dean that cas loves him and needs him so much, and to disgust the other cas-es with his neediness.

- a cas who was in some way on better terms with dean during s6. maybe dean and cas ride off into the sunset together after swan song instead of dean going to live with lisa, maybe dean prayed to cas while he was with lisa because he missed him, who knows. either way, cas has dean’s help with the angel revolution in season six from the start, and never goes to crowley. the plan cas and dean come up with to beat raphael includes breaking into the cage and stealing the grace of michael and lucifer, freeing sam and adam in the process. incidentally, it also involves cas possessing dean, because if cas is gonna eat archangel grace to become more powerful, he’s going to need a stronger vessel. so cas and dean have a whole like. midam situation happening. they’re a double archangel together, and godstiel never happened so none of the other terrible apocalypses that stemmed from that happened, and everything is pretty cool where they’re from, and also they’re obviously uhhhhhh SOME kind of together. the purpose of this cas is to upset dean because this cas shows how much better everything could have been and how much better his and cas’ relationship could have been if dean had simply been more considerate of cas in s6, and also freak dean out with how uh. close. this dean and cas are.

- a godstiel who managed to swallow purgatory without swallowing the leviathans and remained god. he’s probably soooomewhat less scary and murdery than canonverse godstiel because no leviathans, so you know, not as many angel purges or massacres on earth. and he probably went and fixed sam’s wall within about three days because cas is prideful but he does NOT like it when dean is mad at him. so they did kiss and make up, and so this cas would have had dean to act as his morality chain. but he’s still very scary and godstiel. and also he refers to dean as “The Beloved” you know. his purpose is to freak everyone out, because he’s scary, but also, for the past cas-es, because he is a terrifying abomination that they could never imagine becoming, for the future cas-es, because he is a reminder of their worst selves, and for dean, because he is a reminder of how dangerous cas is, but also because he uh. obviously has some feelings about his dean. unclear if they are consummated or not.

- a cas who naomi never rescued from purgatory, and who stayed there. hasn't spoken to another being in half a decade, has not recovered from his emotionally destroyed state in purgatory in s8. believes at first that the spell is his dean rescuing him, and is crushed when he realizes he was wrong. like endverse cas, his purpose is to show dean how much cas needs him and depends on him emotionally, and how he (dean) is capable of destroying cas, as well as his guilt for leaving him in purgatory and how lucky he is that his cas got out. this is especially noteworthy since the guilt for leaving cas in purgatory is part of the reason dean is trying to get cas back.

- a cas who stayed human after season nine, and has built himself a small human life over the next four years. he has a job and an apartment and friends outside the winchesters and yes, he still goes hunting after work sometimes, and he's still in contact with dean, but he is also independent in a way no other version of cas has ever been. he exists to freak out dean because dean has never seen cas independent of him. he is also fairly bitter at dean since dean did kind of stop spending time with him when he was no longer useful, and our dean feels guilty for that.

- a cas who showed up twenty minutes later in 10x03, finding sam dead and dean gone, and had to chase down demon dean, and has now spent three years following demon dean around as his tragically adoring stalker, because he hasn't found a way to resurrect sam yet and he doesn't want to put dean through the demon cure until he can save sam because he doesn't want dean to experience that guilt, but he also adores dean and wants to keep an eye on him and keep him safe and also keep him from doing anything too heinous, so he just covertly follows him around the country and watches from a distance as he commits various murders and fucks his way through every local bar scene. and occasionally cas finds dean something to kill, when the mark gets hungry, and drops it in his path. his purpose is to freak dean out with the lengths cas would go for him, and the depths cas would sink to.

anyway. lebanon cas and season four cas are horrified and perhaps disgusted (lebanon cas more than s4 cas) by ALL of the later cas-es, and how far they’re fallen, all of it for dean. godstiel and archangel cas being abominations, endverse cas and s9 cas being fallen, even purgatory cas and demon dean’s cas for their total dependence on dean.

purgatory cas and endverse cas are just happy to see a dean, even if it’s not their dean. demon dean’s cas, too, in a way. he’s happy to see a dean who is still human, who he can still have as a friend.

human cas is pissed to see that he was right, that dean would have stuck by him if he’d still had his powers, that this version of dean is doing spells to try and bring his cas, who is still an angel, back, whereas he and his dean only see each other once every couple months.

everyone is terrified and disgusted by godstiel, as i said before.

they’re mostly kind of thrown by archangel cas. a lot of them are jealous. godstiel is furious because how dare anyone, even an alternate version of himself, take dean as a vessel (even if dean likes it). godstiel isn’t really there, though, he resisted the summoning and just sort of popped his head through to see what was going on, and he goes back to his own reality pretty fast without murdering anyone.

also to be clear dean has not at this point examined or acknowledged any feelings he may have about his cas besides “friendship,” nor has he wondered what feelings his cas may have for him. given how many of the cas-es were clearly in some kind of relationship with their dean (endverse cas, archangel cas) or just openly in love with their dean (godstiel, purgatory cas, demon dean’s cas), dean is forced to reevaluate the nature of his and cas’ relationship.