#*letters from another time (asks)*

[aviiarie]

[CLOSED] hello! i'm going to be doing more of my love letter ask game!

all you have to do is send me a character (from genshin, bsd or kny) + a relationship (romantic/friendship/familial) and i will write a letter from them to you! (10/10 slots filled)

[pardonmydelays]

AHHHHHHH GREEN FOLKMORE DRESS

hsehuehdheuduhebe GREEN FOLKMORE DRESS INDEED, I LITERALLY DIED CAUSE YOU GUYS WERE MANIFESTING AND IT WORKED!!!

[mazzystar24]

Name a historic battle?

Easy

An immigrant student vs student finance and the evidence section of the application

[longagoitwastuesday]

ngl it sort of pisses me off the way adults regard Gojo in Jujutsu Kaisen at times. Which could be a very interesting and poignant point in a good way if well written, but as it is it becomes mainly just frustrating and sad in a negative way.

Nanami saying Gojo never cared about anything or anyone other than himself crashes interestingly with Kusakabe saying the whole situation was just all his fault because he refused to kill Itadori. The students are very aware of those aspects of Gojo's personality, but overall they seem to regard him with way more kindness and fondness even when at their rudest, not truly coinciding with either Nanami's or Kusakabe's views.

[mooseyspooky]

opens moz solo

closes moz solo

[theflyingfeeling]

i just noticed that for some reason i don't remember joonas' middle name and i was trying to recall it by going through the all of blind channel's full names in my head

i don't know what happened when i got to olli because my brain just autofilled it so i said in my head: "olli elias kau- wait he's surname isn't kaunisvesi- i mean olli elias mattson"

i'm way too deep in this ollixallu shit

actually im just sleep deprived and my brain isn't working properly but i'm making it abou ollixallu shit again

no but the way Olli Elias Mattson sounds so cute?? 😭😭😂😂😭😂😭😂😂

I hope they'll take Matsson as their shared surname when they get married 🥰

[red-dyed-sarumane]

back from vomas do u think i got enough stuff

plus picco & dopam!ne's signatures!!!

[coquelicoq]

no YOU have some of the best tags and it's a pleasure to follow YOU!!! <3

i drew you a picture to express how it felt to open my inbox and read this

[id: simplistic drawing of a stick figure lying on the floor with their limbs spread out. drops of blue are falling from their face, signifying tears. their head is surrounded by messy red figures that are supposed to be hearts. the figure has no facial features and most of the image is blank white space, signifying emotional overwhelm. /end id]

[a-lonely-tatertot]

No wait okay jay and may right. Mother and daughter but not just that: its mother and daughter surrounded by empty rooms. A slow funnel out the door to the ocean leaving them alone with their grief.

Drey's gone to be a pirate, but thats fine cause may serves pirates at her bar even if jayson hates it. Jay just wants to know where her uncle went but its fine cause avas still there. But then they hear about the black sea and then they never hear from drey again. (Jayson never told them he found him. Jayson never told them what happened.)

But then ava joins raft and they couldnt be more proud. But now may has less help in the bar but thats okay cause jays getting older and the town loves her and its fine. Theres no one for jay to play with anymore but thats okay cause shes likes to help her mom! May doesnt sleep because her husband doesnt come home at night and her daughters somewhere she cant reach (did may hate the idea of her daughters joining raft? Did she know she could never keep her family from the sea? Is the fate of a Ferin to have their fire doused?). Then they get a letter and ava's never coming home. And Jayson stops visiting all together.

So May loses her brother in law, then her daughter, and finally her husband. Because hes becoming what his family's meant to. A force on the sea, out to kill whoever killed their baby. But may cant deal with her grief, because shes got another little girl whos terrified but shes even more angry. So they hold each other up, in an empty house with a bar that never stops because may is not someone who stops caring and she will care for this place and all it attracts.

And then jay meets a pirate with stories of a man she hadnt heard about in forever and hasnt seen for even longer. And jay gets up and leaves the nest with much hesitancy because she knows then her mother would be alone and as much as jays afraid of something happening while shes gone shes afraid of abandoning the woman who had been left countless times. But mays never anything but selfless, and she knows she could've never kept a ferin from the ocean. So may is left again and jay never stops writing her letters like everyone else did. Because jay never wishes to abandon her mother.

There is something special to me ab may and jay's relationship because they are all they have left anymore. I think the moment of jay yelling and begging for jayson to go home to his wife was probably something she wished for even before she turned on raft. Because the moment her sister died she stopped being a child she became her mothers equal. And i cant imagine how much it pained her that not only had her father left her, for his work, that he tried to kill her and her new family, but that now he was keeping her from her mother who was dying. Who she loves because thats the woman who raised her on her own and loved her with everything she had and now her father refused to check on his wife to the point he thought jay was lying to him trying to leverage may (jay probably couldnt even fathom that because it had never worked before, either of them in pain was never enough to make him stay)

I wonder if may's "he does love you" comes from a place of begging that he had a reason to abandon them. And i think if may dies jay would never forgive her father and i think it would ruin her.

Anyways all this to say i am very normal about the ferins and may and jay and what theyve gone through together.

[oflgtfol]

shaking my fucking cage my grad school app is due friday and the only thing preventing me from submitting it is that everyone i ask for a letter of rec is taking their sweet fucking time

[heartsacrosstime]

@infintasmal Sent: A PROMPT FOR DEEP CONVERSATIONS (Accepting!)

do you remember the dream you had last night? (from Ja'far to Kagome)

The question comes out of the blue as she watering her plants, but Kagome should have seen it coming. It was clear to anyone that had seen the queen today that she was...off. Her smile was still there, as radient and cheerful as ever, and yet the cracks in it could be noticed by those who knew her deeply. Ja'far, of course, was one of those people and never shied away showing his concern for her well being. It was rather sweet, so sweet in fact it makes her wonder how anyone would dare call him such mean things like 'snake' when he was one of the kindest people she's met.

She takes a deep breath as she sits down beside him. If she was going to tell him what was going on, something he had already well caught onto, then she had to prepare herself. Kagome usually wasn't the type of person who held back when it came to saying what bothered her. The problem more lie in getting her to actually talk about it, usually hiding her pain behind statements such as 'I'm fine' or 'Please don't worry about it' and a smile. Those same tactics were ones she's criticized Ja'far for funny enough. Not even Sindria's hopeful and pure-hearted queen was perfect, it seems.

"I wish I could forget it, to be honest." A small statement, but it speaks right away to what exactly her feelings on it were without any more context. Still, she decides to go into it, knowing Ja'far is going to press her until she does. He and her both shared that persistence when it came to helping others, another example of how they were more alike than one might expect.

"I saw...a battle, a huge conflict involving every major nation in the world, including us. I tried to stop it, but...nothing I did worked. And in the end...nothing was left..." She leaves it at that, her body shuddering from flashes of the intense imagery reappearing in her mind. Kagome had woken up from that dream so intensely that she nearly caused Sinbad to think she was dying of a heart attack.

"It didn't feel like a normal dream, Ja'far. More like...a vision, a warning as to what is to come. Maybe it's my...magi powers trying to tell me something, but...it could also be my own paranoia. After all, Al Tharman's rather recent attacks on Balbadd and us have been weighing on me, and how...I wasn't of much help during either."

~

[cypresstrees]

listen. listen. i am so grateful for my union i am so grateful for the stability of my job and the regularity of my schedule and having guaranteed hours

i am so tired of applying to a new job opening every time a position opens up that is my exact same job but with more hours as if i am an external candidate.

[just-miru]

guys guys guys guys-

[rhysand-vs-fenrys]

What do you think your specialty area is in terms of fandom knowledge? I'm curious what everyone would say!

Oh god... I don't know...

I kind of generally focused on pure Canon when I was writing fics more often, tracking details.

I guess.... compared to other blogs... I brought up the timelines more?

Like, the best example of that is my fic Velaris. I think after the first 2 parts were up, I sat down and skimmed through ACOTAR (as in the first book, not the whole series) and actually made a full timeline of exact dates when things happened. Initially in relation to one another (assuming "couple" meant two and "few" meant 3 for things like "a couple days passed"), but you'd also get corrector lines like "it had been exactly three months" that helped fix where Maas had just said "several days passed" or other general terms.

I then reverse-engineered a timeline assuming Calanmai was May Day, established a general date (give or take a week) when Amarantha's deal was up, used THAT to reverse-engineer when the shields went up, and dialed the years, days, and months accordingly.

So like, in Part 4 especially, that's not a random number for years and days trapped, that is as exact as it's possible to get.

So, you could call it a specialty in terms of knowledge I had that I didn't notice other blogs featuring. But everyone was well versed in general Canon (I'm using past tense thinking back to when this blog was more active).

[whelpimnauthuman]

Gotta love when the financial aid office has fucked up so bad even the hospital staff themselves are like "wait, what?"

[manicrouge]

‘It’s cannae be that difficult,’ Soap scoffed, watching as the masked man fiddled with the pieces of string in his hand.

‘She mentioned in er letter that she’s been buying handmade bracelets from this market back in Manchester,’ Simon said, ‘thought I’d give it a shot myself.’

‘Aye, Lt. but your hands ave only ever brutalised thing… ye no bracelet maker. More of a necklace maker — ye know, like a noose—’

‘Shut it,’ he snarled, looking down at the loosely woven bracelet in his hand, ‘she wanted me to make somethin’ for er, so I am.’

‘Could’ve just asked me to draw er somethin’,’ Soap chuckled, pushing himself up off of the doorframe. ‘Or are ye scared am gonna steal ye missus?’

‘Go away,’ huffed the other, focusing back on his bracelet, ‘I swear to fuck all you ever do is give me a fuckin’ headache, go an’ bother Price.’

Soap disappeared down the hall, leaving Simon to figure out the complicated and strenuous task of making a bracelet, ‘Fucks sake,’ he sighed, finally tying the ends together, holding it in the palm of his hand in front of him.

Part of him was convinced it would have been an insult to send that to you; there was hardly any talent to be found in his creation (at least, that’s what he thought) as the plaited yarn was hardly neat. Only, he bit the bullet and added it into the envelope with the letter he had messily scribbled.

And, for the first time ever, he felt anxious… over a stupid fucking bracelet.

—

It took a while for him to hear back, counting on the fact that after making the bracelet he’d been called by Price on another mission. In fact, he’d forgotten about the entire conundrum until he sat on his bed in his room with your envelope in his hand. When he opened it, a black and white beaded bracelet fell onto his lap, as did a loose polaroid you had taken.

A smile met his face when he saw you wearing the pesky bracelet with the brightest smile on your face. Setting the photo down, he opened your letter.

I love the bracelet so much Si! I thought I’d make you one myself too so we could have matching ones. You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to though, I just thought it would be a nice gift for you.

Taking the bracelet in his hand, he closed his fist around it as he continued to read through your letter.

—

‘Nice piece of jewellery you got there, Lt.,’ Soap sniggered, bringing his mug of tea to his lips before adding, ‘how much did it set ye back, ey?’

‘Shut up, Johnny.’

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