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mirkwoodshewolf · 2 years

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I am the Celestial of Death Chap. 4; A battle on Weathertop

*Author’s note*

Okay guys this is where things pick up even faster, for those DIE-HARD LOTR fans, fill free to listen to the score (I’m too lazy to post up links tbh so just search up the scores or the scenes themselves on youtube or whatever music station you guys use). Now the next chapter will be the last one I have for ya’ll until further notice so enjoy these last two chapters on this sequel binge reading.

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We continued for the next day and a half until we finally reached the borders of Weathertop or as it is known to some the great watchtower of Amon Sul. I flew back down towards Aragorn and he extended his gloved hand to me and I landed on his forearm and let out some squawks and trills telling him I found where we could rest for the night.

“Well done White Wing.” He said as he gave me a gentle scratch on top of my head.

“What did she say?” asked Merry.

“There’s a place just ahead where we can make camp tonight.”

“Thank goodness, I thought we’d be walking all night too.” Pippin sighed with relief.

“Just how far is this place Strider?” Sam asked him.

“Not far Master Gamgee. White Wing will guide us there.” I let out a shriek and took off flying over the four hobbits squawking and trilling before flying on ahead.

Over the hills and clifftops and soon within the hour just before sunset, we arrived at Amon Sol. I flew back towards Aragorn and landed on his shoulder as he told the Hobbits.

“This was the great Watchtower of Amon Sul. We shall rest here tonight.” The four hobbits looked up at the tower and Merry said.

“So….we make camp at the foot of this tower?”

“I’m afraid not. Higher ground will give us the upper hand in case the Nazgul are still following us.” At that statement from Aragorn, all four of the Hobbit’s face grew grim and scrunched up at just how much they were going to have to scale up. “Come, if we are to get to the top before dark.”

“And I thought trees would be the tallest thing I would climb.” Merry grumbled.

“I don’t think I’ll ever scale up a tree again after this.” Pippin agreed.

“He’s right though. We don’t have much choice.” Frodo told them. Without another (at least verbally loud) complaint, the five of them walked up the tower staircase whilst I flew up ahead and surveyed the top of the tower just to make sure no threats could be found.

Midway up the tower along the side edge, the Hobbits dropped their packs and lay there on their backs exhausted from the long travels we had without any rest. I flew back over to Aragorn and landed on his forearm scanning the area.

“Are we safe?” he whispered to me in Elvish. For now I squawked out to him. He then set me down on one of the large rocks and as I preened my feathers, Aragorn set down a tarp to reveal four Hobbit-sized swords (which were really Elvish daggers). “These are for you. Keep them close. White Wing and I are going to have a look around.”

As he spoke, he handed each hobbit a sword (which brought back memories of when Bilbo first got his sword Sting at the Troll cave). He extended his arm out and I flew to him and flapped my wings frantically.

“Stay here.” He told them firmly as they looked or admired their newly gifted swords. He then walked off leaving the four Hobbits alone on the watchtower whilst we surveyed the area some more.

I looked up at the sky to see the dark, ominous black clouds blocking the sunset. That alone made a shiver go through my body as my feathers ruffled anxiously.

“I know my friend, this dark fog has me uneasy as well.” He said as he gently stroked my wing. “But I’ll need your eyes to scout ahead. See if the Wraiths have caught up to us, or if anything worse comes our way. Find me once you’ve found it.” I nodded and let out a couple of trills and a squawk. “Yes, yes I too will be careful.”

He gave me a gently scratch under my chin before extending his arm out and I took off flying into the dark fog letting out a proud call.

As the sky grew dark and nightfall came upon the land of Middle Earth I soared through the skies keeping a sharp eye out for any signs of the Wraiths, Orcs, goblins or spies of Sauron. But then my eye caught signs of a light in the North, right where Weathertop was. I quickly flew towards it and my heart sunk.

Curse the Hobbits and their troublesome stomachs! They had lit a fire signaling our location. And if that wasn’t bad enough, the piercing sound of the Nazgul’s cries sent my body into a frantic frenzy. I took off to find Aragorn as quickly as I could squawking and trilling out in a warning call.

When I finally came across him I flew around him in a panicked manner squawking and crying out.

“White wing! White Wing cease your panic and calm down!” he extended his arm out and I landed on it before telling him what I saw and heard. “They what!? I knew I had heard them but I didn’t think they would find them this fast! If you ever return back to normal, I suggest you give those Hobbits a stern talking to about their eating schedule.”

Oh I will! I get that Hobbits must eat 7 times a day but there is a time and a place where a campfire is needed to prepare food. I just hope we’re not too late! We then took off running back towards the Watchtower.

Aragorn along the way grabbed himself a torch and preparing it as well as drawing out his sword. We scaled the Watchtower with haste and that’s when my ears heard the sound of Frodo screaming in pure agony. I flew on ahead and was horrified at what I saw before me.

Frodo was down on the ground with the One Ring on his finger, the Witch-king Angmar standing over him had stabbed Frodo in the shoulder with his most dangerous weapon, a Morgul Blade!

I let out a shriek and flew right at Angmar. And even with the fear that he is known to eminent off of his very being to whomever dares challenge him, I swallowed that fear and tackled him face on. My wings flapping frantically beating his face and my talons scarring his ghostly mouth and hallowed cheekbones.

Soon my backup arrived with Aragorn coming in with a battle cry waving the flaming torch as well as his sword at the four remaining Nazgul. I was then grabbed by Angmar in his fist and I frantically cried out to which Aragorn rescued me by waving the torch right up Angmar’s robes, setting him ablaze.

The second his grip loosened I flew out of his hand and flew off to handle the other remaining Nazgul. As Aragorn was fighting off against one of them, another was coming up behind him, sword raised high. I let out a cry and flew downward and stopped the sword with my talons and redirected his blade at another Nazgul, the two of them starting to fight each other till I swooped in grabbing the hoods of their robes and pulling as hard as I could till they both fell over the tower.

Frodo, who was now visible having taken the Ring off his finger, looked deathly pale and cold as Sam stood over him protectively along with Merry and Pippin watching Aragorn and I handle the remaining Wraiths. I knew exactly what Frodo was going through, the dark poison slipping through his very body and what he was probably seeing for I too have seen it when Sauron tried to possess me so long ago.

I took notice of one Wraith trying to sneak away but I flew towards it and kept swooping down at it frantically calling out to Aragorn who threw his torch right at the Nazgul’s hooded face setting him ablaze, retreating and screeching like a coward.

I flew back towards Frodo letting out a couple of worried squawks and cries as Sam called out to Aragorn.

“Strider! Help him Strider!” I looked down at the Morgul blade and flew beside it. Even though it still sent shivers up my body, it didn’t give me as much fear like it did before. Aragorn looked down at me and he picked it up informing the Hobbits just how injured Frodo truly was and that it wasn’t gonna be something Aragorn could do.

“He’s been stabbed by a Morgul Blade.” The blade disintegrated into dust leaving only the hilt as Frodo continued to cry in utter agony. “This is beyond my skill to heal. He needs Elvish medicine.” He picked Frodo over his shoulder who groaned in pain and we quickly scaled down the Tower.

Walking down a familiar trail Aragorn led ahead of us holding another torch telling the Hobbits to hurry as the sounds of the Nazgul pierced the night sky.

“We’re six days from Rivendell. He’ll never make it!” Sam said in a panic. I looked up to the Moon and back to Aragorn and quickly flew to him and told him where they could briefly rest and where to potentially find some Athelas to slow the poison that ran through Frodo’s body.

“You sure they’ll be some there?” I let out a couple of squawks and said. “Very well. I’ll get them there. Scout ahead to see just how close they are.” He told me. I took off flying however I wouldn’t be scouting ahead, but seeking council and to transform myself back into my normal body once more.

I managed to find the troll cave where I found Thena’s power and where Thorin and Bilbo got their swords after our encounter with the three trolls. I look up to the moon and closed my eyes reaching out to Cain.

‘Brother Cain, brother Cain. Can you hear me?’ the moonbeams shined down upon me and his voice replied to me.

‘You wish to return to your normal body to save the Ringbearer Frodo Baggins.’

‘Yes. Please Cain Frodo is my dearest friend, the nephew of the first Hobbit I’ve ever come to know. I promised Bilbo I would keep an eye on him, I—I cannot lose him the way I was nearly lost.’

‘You know what this will mean don’t you? Once you turn back to your Celestial form, there is no hiding from Sauron anymore. His forces will hunt you down, much like they will the Ring. And the lost King of Gondor.’

‘I know the risk brother. But I’m done hiding from him. If Sauron wants me, he’ll have to kill me in order to obtain my body and powers. Because I’m done being afraid of him.’ I heard him sigh and he said.

‘Ikaris definitely gave you his stubbornness. But it is also your motherly heart for the Hobbits that drives you to this decision. Very well, I shall return you to your true self once more.’ My body went laxed with relief and I soon felt the same magic that was used to turn me into a hawk, surround me once more.

I was lifted high into the sky as I recalled my human form. My skin color, the length and color of my hair, my eyes, everything about me as I felt my body began to shift and grow once more. The cracks of my bones and the expansion of my organs made me groan out in pain until I finally let out one last bird shriek which turned into a woman’s scream before I was slowly let down onto the ground.

Panting and feeling weak I looked down at myself to see that I was truly back. Ten fingers, human skin, no feathers, wiggling my ten toes within my boots instead of talon claws. A soft nose instead of a sharp beak and soft (though probably untamed and wild) hair. Dark brown hair with the two white streaks the framed both sides of my face.

I reached up to make sure and I sighed with relief to feel that both Fili and Kili’s familial braids they gave me were still intact. Slowly I raised myself onto my feet but it took a bit to regain my balance and Cain told me.

‘It’ll take you time to adjust being in your human body once more.’

“Thank you, brother.” My voice croaked out after not using it for over 17 years.

‘Five Wraiths are right behind you. The other four are biding their time in the shadows waiting for the five to bring you to them. Your only hope is to go through along the Hidden Valley trail and then enter Rivendell by the river.’

“I’ll get Frodo there with Makkari’s speed.”

‘Be sure to tell Aragorn that his Lúthien is searching for them. She can guide them the rest of the way there.’ I smiled and said.

“I’ll tell him. They’ll be in good hands with Arwen. Thank you again brother Cain.”

‘Just be safe little sister. As I said it’ll take time for your body to adjust. Which means using the Sound Celestial’s speed could prove fatal if you’re not careful.’

“I know. But I’ve got to try. As I said; I made a promise to a friend to keep his nephew out of harm’s way. And you know that I will see to a promise through and through.”

‘That I do.’ Cain’s voice spoke and I know there was a smile to the way he said it. ‘Good luck Hela.’ He said before our connection was broken.

I took the first step and much like a newborn fawn, I stumbled around a bit till I found my footing and I went off to search for Aragorn and the others. Pretty soon the light from Aragorn’s torch as his body was crouched down to the ground was within my vision. Lightly smirking and taking out a small dagger I kept hidden within my boot I silently stalked up to Aragorn and placed the dagger right at his neck. He froze and I felt his body tense as I told him.

“Really Strider? Have I taught you no better than to never let your enemy see you in the shadows?” he turned towards me and when he saw that I was back to normal he softly spoke my name. To which I gave him a smirk and I took the dagger away from his neck and pocketed back in my boot.

“You have returned to your true self.” He said to me. I nodded.

“I’ll need them back Aragorn.” He breathed out through his nose and took out a small sack hidden within his belt and handed it to me. I untied the sack and inside of it were the Celestial gems.

I knelt down and dumped them to the ground and one by one I placed them back into each slot along my gauntlets leaving only one slot remaining blank.

“I knew I could trust you with them.” I said.

“The voice that came to me in a dream the night before I met you as a hawk told me where to find them. But never did I think I’d be worthy to be the keeper of them till the time came.”

“Most wouldn’t be. But I know you Strider, I know you would never use these gems for evil purposes.” I cupped the side of his face and his eyes closed as his face leaned up against my palm. “Now come, we have a Hobbit to save. Gather up the Athelas and I’ll see if I can’t call Frodo back from the Shadow world.”

He nodded and I took off back towards the stoned trolls where I along with Bilbo and the Company were nearly cooked for dinner.

*3rd Person POV*

In his weakened state Frodo lay there cold, sweating and feeling his very soul being pulled into darkness. However that all changed for a brief moment when a powerful light came from his right. A light so powerful and golden it was like he was looking at the sun itself.

A female figure slowly walked towards him and as the light briefly toned down he saw the familiar face of Hela walking towards him.

“Frodo.” She softly called to him. “It is I, Hela. I’ve come to help you.” She spoke in her Celestial tongue. “Listen to my voice, come back to the light.” Weakly Frodo turned his gaze away, his eyes shutting as he continued to softly wheeze and gasp for air.

“Is that…..” Merry started. It was at that moment Aragorn came beside Hela and tore some of the Athelas off the plant and quickly began to chew it up, while Hela hovered her hand over Frodo’s injured shoulder with one hand and cupped his face with the other, softly calling his name.

“It’s lady Hela.” Sam answered in awe. Hela shook her head gravely and said.

“He’s fading fast.” Hela pushed aside some of the clothing to reveal the wound from the Morgul blade on Frodo’s shoulder. As Aragorn placed the Athelas on the wound she continued, “He won’t last long with how fast the poison’s spreading through his body.” Frodo let out a choked gasp. “I need to get him to Lord Elrond as fast as I can.”

She picked Frodo up carefully in his arms. She placed a soft kiss to the side of his head and said.

“Makkari’s speed is the only chance he’s got.” She looked down at the gauntlet and the red gem shined brightly and soon her normal Celestial attire shifted to her sister Makkari’s Celestial uniform.

“Hela you’re not going by yourself are you?” Merry asked her worriedly. However with Makkari’s power, she did not hear the young Hobbit’s concern. She turned to Aragorn and signed to him.

‘There are five Wraiths behind us. The other four are bidding their time, they plan to close us in and kill us off one by one. Arwen is out there looking for us, she’ll guide you the rest of the way to Rivendell while I draw the Nazgul away from you.’

‘You’ve only just came back as a human. Are you certain you can keep up your sister’s speed?’ Aragorn signed back as well as whispering faintly to her.

‘At this point we cannot argue. I’m the only chance Frodo’s got now.’

‘But it is not just him they’re hunting. And you cannot hear them coming.’ Aragorn signed, his eyes pleading with worry.

“What are they doing?” asked Pippin.

‘Frodo’s dying, if I can make it to the river’s path. The power of Elrond will protect us.’ Aragorn looked away but Hela cupped his cheek in her hand. Her eyes burning with a fierce and burning desire to protect Frodo and ensure he got to Rivendell by any means necessary. ‘I’m done running from them.’

Aragorn took her hand in his and softly said to her.

“As you wish.” Hela softly smiled and pressed her forehead against Aragorn’s before the two of them separated.

As Hela covered Frodo’s head with his hood and adjusted him comfortably in her arms, a hand gently gripped her shoulders and Aragorn signed as well as whispered to her.

“Hela, run hard. Do not let them deter you.” She nodded then gripping the back of Frodo’s head and neck, she took off running leaving behind the Celestial light-stream that came with the Sound Celestials.

“What are you doing? Those Wraiths are still out there!” Sam exclaimed. Aragorn took in a deep breath before telling them.

“You all trust Hela, don’t you?” the hobbits all nodded. “Then trust that Frodo is in the safest hands possible. Hela will see to it that Frodo gets to Rivendell, her power is strong. In fact stronger than it’s ever been.”

“But how did she get to us so fast? Or know that we’d be here actually?” Pippin asked.

“She’s a Celestial Pip, they know all and see all.” Merry lectured him.

“You fools don’t you get it, she was the hawk the whole time!” Sam snapped. Merry’s and Pippin’s eyes went wide at Sam’s accusation before turning to Aragorn who merely looked at them with a ‘think carefully’ look.

“You are indeed clever as she’s told me Master Gamgee. Now come, we haven’t much time. Though she’s taken off with Frodo, the remaining Wraiths could still be lurking in the shadows.” Aragorn then guided the four hobbits and the pony onward to find Arwen (who would soon meet them halfway out of the forest by morning).

*My POV*

As swift as a wild horse and with the speed of a shooting star, I ran through the very fields where Radagast and I handled the orc pack so that Thorin and his company along with Gandalf and Bilbo could escape to the Hidden valley entrance of Rivendell.

However this time I was heading for the rivers that surrounded the borders of the realm of Elrond. Keeping Frodo close to my chest and my hand holding his head so that he wouldn’t get whiplash, the trees and fields passed by me in a blur. But as we came through a thicket, I saw the dark shadows of the Nazgul starting to close in on me.

First it was just one to my left but on my right, two more came out from the thick trees. But what I was shocked to see was that the Wraiths were actually keeping up with my speed. Their horses huffing and snarling as their hooves stamped deep into the earth to try and catch me.

I took a brief look behind me and soon saw that the rest of the Nazgul were coming right from behind me, their horses foaming at the mouth and I knew their piercing screeches were echoing throughout the fields.

Unaware of my surrounding and seeing the overwhelming feet of all nine Nazgul tailing close behind me, I had ran straight through one of the trees knocking it completely over and ended up rolling over a couple of times. I kept Frodo close to my body shielding him from harm as I quickly regained my footing and sped off once more before one of the Nine could grab us.

They continued to pursue us and coming closer and closer, trying to surround me from all sides like a pack of rabid wolves. And that was just the case now. All nine had me completely surrounded, even one Nazgul kept pace right in front of me to close Frodo and I in the circle. It was then I noticed Angmar extend his hand out towards Frodo who rested against my chest.

In desperation and in fear, I let out a scream that Makkari was known to use that no other Sound Celestial could do. A scream so powerful and so loud, it shakes the very earth at her feet and could have the power to take down even the mightiest of beasts, she called it her Sonic-Scream.

The Nazgul and their black horses fell back or were pushed forward by the shirr wind-force of the scream which gave me time to run with a sonic boom for good measure to ensure a good distance between us and them. I wove and skidded across another thick forest but the Nazgul were quick to adapt (as mentioned before they are neither living or dead. Though they can be knocked out by such a force, they can get back up just as quickly).

I wove around the trees, skid underneath large logs and even underneath the very stomachs of their black horses. I leapt over one log and kept running until I could feel the wetness of the river at Makkari’s boots.

I slowed down and once I was on the other side of the river, I turned and faced the Nazgul and quickly shifted into Thena’s Celestial armor. Once they reached the river’s edge, their horses reared back snarling and going mad, while the Nine themselves screeched in agony, sensing the powerful magic that protected and surrounded the borders of Imladris.

The black horses stamped their hooves and shook their heads madly, rabid slobber coming out of their lips as the Nazgul looked at me through their cloaked hoods.

“Surrender yourselves, Celestial of Death.” Angmar hissed. Using Thena’s magic I conjured up a sword and challenged the Witch King.

“If you want us, come and claim us!” at that challenge, the nine withdrew their swords and held them high up crowding together to try and intimidate me. Then they slowly charged forward and I looked around at the water before chanting out the spell Lord Elrond taught me so long ago that would raise the waters and wash away all evil.

Nîn o Chithaeglir

lasto beth daer;

Rimmo nîn Bruinen

dan in Ulaer!

Nîn o Chithaeglir

lasto beth daer;

Rimmo nîn Bruinen

dan in Ulaer!

I heard and felt the water slowly raise from my boots to my ankles and once I was done, the sound of a thundering tidal wave came charging forward. The Nine and myself looked over and I smirked as I backed away from the water’s of the river while the Nine tried to flee.

As the wave rolled in fast and fast, the image of great Horses soon began to take shape within the waves until finally they rose high over the Ringwraiths’ bodies and with a final screech, all nine of them were drowned by the rushing waters. Unable to escape or flee from its raging current.

A soft grunt and a firm nod I knew they were finished (for now at least). But that’s when I heard the weak groans and faint gasps from my arms. My heartbeat quickened as I gently set Frodo down, his eyes that were once filled with light and wonder, were now void of any life and growing dark.

“Frodo, no! Frodo dear don’t give in! Not now please!” I pleaded as I shook his shoulder. He looked up at me with a blank stare as his body finally went limp. “No, no, no, no.” I picked up the young Hobbit and held him in my arms.

A single tear fell from my eyes as I prayed to myself and held my hand over his injured shoulder.

‘By the grace of the Celestial Prime. By the healing touch of all Celestials of Life. Let your power pass to him. Let him be spared from the Shadows, bring him back to the Light.’ He shoulder glowed and I quickly morphed back into Makkari’s uniform and arrived at Rivendell without any further hesitation.

Already Lord Elrond was expecting me and once he saw me, he ordered me to bring him to the healing wings. Together the two of us worked together to bring Frodo back to the light.

“Lasto beth nîn, tolo dan nan galad.” Lord Elrond would call out to Frodo softly every now and then.

It took about 2 days but finally Frodo was beginning to mend. His spirit had been spared and now all he needed was some rest. When Elrond gave me the good news, I took his hands and thanked him.

“Thank you my Lord Elrond. Bless you, bless you.”

“I do not deserve all the credit. Had you not been willing to bring him here he would’ve been beyond our aid. And it would seem the skill of the Celestial Prime’s gem also helped bring him back into the light.” He told me.

“Still I cannot thank you enough for what you did for Frodo. I-I would not have the heart to tell Bilbo if we failed him.”

“It would seem you and Gandalf both have seen the resilience and strength Hobbits have.” He said as he placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Take some rest. You have run swiftly and hard, not to mention after being a hawk for almost 20 years.”

“Thank you mellon nín.” I said with a bow and he gave me a soft nod acknowledging my praise and gratitude.

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alphinias · 2 years

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Just finished binging s1 and 2 of bridgerton thanks to your recent posts lol! I think s1 was better as far as over all storyline buttt s2 had a much better love story. Daphne/Simon had me hooked at first but started to miss the mark after they got married. I think my main issue with them was Simon tbh, I feel like he just didn’t deliver as much as I hoped for as far as the pinning goes…. Just didn’t feel like he was willing to fight for daph as much as she was for him. We didn’t even get an actual l love you from him! While Anthony absolutely blew it out of the park! You could actually feel the need and longing between kanthany! However I do feel like both seasons kinda fell short about midway through the seasons, Simon/daphne’s story just fell through shortly after marriage and I wish the whole engagement with edwina would have been settled around episode 5 so we could have gotten more kanthany instead of it becoming rushed in the end. And honestly the whole featherington plot line in s2 was unnecessary tbh. Over all though I’m excited for s3! I wonder which siblings going to be next!

Ahhh yay glad you watched! It’s such a fun show. Escapism at its finest honestly.

I definitely agree with a lot of your points! I think I personally prefer S2 as for what I would like to sit down and watch simply for the romance and family dynamics, but I know what you mean because a lot of the storylines in S1 felt harder hitting? Almost? Delving more into the reality of being a woman with no rights and the class divide stuff. I’m hoping a bit of that comes back with the Benedict and Sophie storyline (I’m not a book reader, but I know enough to guess this). And that Benedict will be next like the books because i don’t think Polin is ready to go there yet.

Totally agree about the Featheringtons not needing the amount of side plot S2 gave them! I think Polly Walker is just fantastic and outrageous (and I like Penelope) so I don’t mind them having a bit, but I could for sure have done without a lot of the Prudence stuff. I also didn’t care about the Mondrich plot literally at all. And I feel you on them losing it a little in the back half of both seasons. I’m allowing a little more leniency with S2 because I do truly believe that part of that came from them knowing they’re going to have room to explore married kathony in later seasons, but I also would have very much not minded the edwina and Anthony plot getting wrapped up a little bit faster. As well as a smidge more kathony screentime in general (out with prudence and Mondrich in with kathony). I will, however, always maintain that I thought the Daphmon conflict in the last three episodes of S1 was quite stupid lol.

And hands down, Anthony as a romantic lead >>> Simon. Simon was fine and he really did well with certain bits, but a pathetic man pining is literally everything I want in a romance and Anthony delivered lmao. I couldn’t have asked for better!

#Anthony’s conflict felt more believable that simons and that helped him a bunch #it was also the blatant lack of communication from Simon for no reason that had me annoyed #ask #Bridgerton

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okaywitheverything · 4 years

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Cooking Diaries with Kiba: Kiba x Reader

A/N: i know its been long but I am waiting for requests tbh. So don't shy away babies. Also we hit 250+ on check ups and 50+ on world's worst best men so yayyyy! Thanks for coming to my ted talk lol and go enjoy!

Based on this tumblr prompt:

Today had been a long day, and you were to curl into bed and go to sleep at this moment right now. It had been one of those tiring days where you would skip dinner for a moment of shut eye.

With Kakashi as the new Hokage, much work had to be done to get the necessities in order. You and Shikamaru almost spent 14 hours a day at the office to help Kakashi. But you knew that within a week or two things would normalize and set into order.

When you got home it was 10 PM, and even though you had only had a salad for breakfast with 12 granola bars distributed at odd intervals during your day, you were in no mood to eat. Honestly, that sounded like too much effort right now.

But then why did your feet take you to the kitchen? It was probably the copper smell in the air that got you worried. It could also be Akamaru barking with disapproving tones. Yes, you might have learned a thing or two about Akamaru in the past year.

With barely awake eyes and a really dazed mind, you entered the kitchen to find your boyfriend’s back to you, him facing the stove and your adorable little puppy barking continuously beside him. However, as soon as you entered Akamaru turned towards you, now wagging his tail and striding towards you. You smiled down at him, not actually having the energy today to pick him up and play with him like you usually did, hoping he’d understand. He was a smart pup after all.

You would have greeted Kiba like you usually did but before you could utter a single syllable, Akamaru jumped at you. You let out a short squeal which most definitely caught Kiba’s attention as he turned around looking surprised.

Akamaru however didn’t mean to play as you expected but instead his teeth nibbled on the wrist of your long sleeved top, and then he slightly dragged you to your loving boyfriend.

The thought that Akamaru was playing matchmaker to your already established relationship crossed your mind but that train of thought immediately went out the window when you saw Kiba’s palm sliced in half, the wound almost a centimetre deep.

Your lidded eyes opened and widened as you grabbed his hand and carefully looked at the gash, the amount of blood surprising you. He had, of course, survived worse injuries than this but why in the world was he bleeding so badly, when he was in Konoha instead of the battlefield, having spent the entire day at home with only laundry on his chore list. Also, you were protective of him because it didn’t hurt to care about your boyfriend a little.

“What the fuck, Kiba?’ you exclaimed and grabbed his hand, being as gentle as your anger allowed you to be, taking him the bathroom and nudging him to sit on the marble counter top. You grabbed the first aid kit from the shelves and started working on his hand. Halfway through, when all that was left was to bandage his hand, you had finally gathered your thoughts, pushing your sleep aside, which was easy considering Kiba gave you a rush of adrenaline as soon as you entered home, and looked at him worriedly.

“what happened Kiba? You know how worried I was?” Your disappointed mom look tugged at his heartstrings as smiled sheepishly with his uninjured hand rubbing the back of his head.

“I’m sorry darling, I was just hoping to cook something nice for you, you’ve been working yourself to the limit lately and don’t think I haven’t noticed you skipping meals.” His apologizing tone turned accusatory midway and you gulped.

“You could have ordered takeout baby. I really appreciate the gesture, I really do but don’t you know that the cooking stunts are to be performed in supervision only?” You slightly joked and giggled as he broke out into a toothy grin as well.

You finished bandaging his hand focused on knotting it/taping it at the end as his palm rested in two hands as you inspected it for the last time. Hopefully he didn’t need stitches so that was good.

Out of nowhere his other hand wrapped around your waist and pulled you towards him, your face crashing in his toned chest as you let out a yelp. When you pulled yourself back and looked up at him, his eyes were already focused on you, gazing at you so lovingly that you felt you were in paradise. You just wanted to grab his face and kiss him all over his face, starting at his nose and ending at his-

As if reading your thoughts, his injured hand’s index finger and thumb held your chin so delicately, with a feather like grasp and his pillowy lips crashed onto yours. You devoured each other, his eagerness showing how much he missed you, how aware he became of your absences these days and him not liking it one bit.

Needless to say, you were quite awake now.

You both ran out of breath and pulled away but your gazing constant didn’t end until a few minutes.

When Akamaru’s bark broke you both out of your trance, you intertwined his fingers with yours and pulled him upstairs with you towards the bedroom.

“Shouldn’t you eat something first? I will order some-”

“I’m hungry, but a lot more tired. Cuddle with me?”

“I’m offended you would even ask that.”

You both snuggled under the heavy duvet, with him spooning you from behind, Akamaru coming to lay at your feet.

“What were you cooking anyways? The gash was pretty deep.” You asked with closed eyes.

“I was planning on making pudding, it’s a good snack and a light one-”

“Babe, I’m pretty sure there is absolutely no step that requires a knife though.”

“I think you missed the step of breaking an egg using the ever helpful knife-”

“What the fuck do you mean you were trying to cut open the eggshell?! What even- You know, I can’t- Again what the actual fuck, Kiba?” you stumbled over your words, as you jerked out of his embrace and now faced him, with the most confused expression ever and your eyes as horrified as they can be. Your eyebrows scrunched in disbelief with your mouth so wide open that Kiba would have laughed at your adorableness was he not astonished at the piece of information he received.

“Are you sure (Y/N) bec-”

“Yes, I’m pretty fucking sure Kiba.”

“Well the recipe said to break three eggs and thought a knife would work but the egg rolled away while my hand came in between so….”

“So you chopped your hand off while doing the stupidest thing ever? I think it is the easiest step in any recipe, right after boiling water.”

Kiba lightly chuckled at that and replied, “Well, I’m your idiot anyways honey.”

“That you are. Please be cautious baby. How am I supposed to not worry when you are away on missions if I can’t even trust you in the kitchen?”

“Sorry for worrying you (Y/N).”

You lightly smiled and pecked his cheek, returning to your original position of being the small spoon.

“Hey Kiba?” You mumbled with closed eyes, right on the brink of falling sleep.

“Yes baby?” He asked, nuzzling in your hair, taking in its sweet scent.

“Please watch a fucking tutorial next time.”

A/N: So I did get a few requests and I’m so happy that you guys are responding. I will write the requests but I might take some time so bear with me. Also if you wanna be friends dm me cause I don’t bite I promise. If i gather enough active people I might make a group of close knit members where we might share others IDs, a safe place sort of thing but that’s wayy in the future.

Until then, show this post some love babes.

Meet you soon with another post my cookies.

#kiba imagine #kiba inuzuka #kiba x reader #kiba x y/n #naruto #naruto imagine #narutofic #cute #naruto shippuden #konoha #Kakashi #sasuke #team8 #Raywrites #Smwrites #love #fluff #cooking #cookingdiarieswithkiba

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koiyyo · 5 years

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DR1 “modern” MC server HCS!

thx for the ask anon :) this is (one of) the most chaotic things we’ve written but thanks for the prompt because the universe needs more chaos u know (and more minecraft) - mod irusu

ALSO ILL POST THE OTHER GAMES IN LIKE .3 SECONDSD I DONT LIKE BIG BOY POSTS (this is DR1) AND TO THE ANON I PROMISE WERE PROFESSIONAL THE ASK GOT DELETED BY ACCIDENT - mod corn

-by mod irusu, mod cass, mod dragon, mod corn, mod chie and mod kiwi

makoto - “guys we have to go vegan” - started an alliance with kyoko, byakuya, toko and komaru - they don’t kill people they just leave gifts uwu - is to scared to go mining - when he does go mining he finds diamonds within 10 minutes it’s terrifying - just vibes and decorates the house - named a dog byakuya and gave it to toko to make her happy - toko appreciates

komaru - accidentally hits her dog - cries - has made it her goal to get every flower - so close!! - settles in a flower forest and sees gonta frequently - they vibe together and find bees - baby talks to her animals

kyoko - tries to strategize ways to get diamonds faster - makoto and nagito ruin that whole idea - found the end portal like 30 minutes in with shuichi - has a whole villager dungeon - results in really good enchantment books - when peoples items get stolen, she pulls a sherlock holmes - has gotten tons of good items as payment

byakuya - literally sucks at minecraft - renews the server monthly cause makoto begged him to - pays others to get him stuff - has literally bought a whole set of diamond armor from nagito with real money - is a nomad because toko hunts him down - steals gold from celeste and makes gold pictures of himself - has a diamond throne - forces toko to fucking throw herself into lava

hiro - “welcome to my how to get high in minecraft tutorial” - claims minecarts go to fast - even if they’re not moving - lives his life as a hermit in the mountain - tho he likes to go around like a merchant giving fortunes - gets paid an emerald, “in the future.. i see u being broke…”

hina - has multiple autofarms - will eat even if her hunger bar is down only one (1) - convinced sakura to build a martial arts stadium - likes sailing the ocean - attempted to swim across the mc world - gave up midway through cause her hands got tired

toko - antagonizes byakuya daily - leaves him books in all of his chests - when she’s not horny on main she likes hunting flowers with komaru - had to help komaru after she tried making friends with an enderman - has built a library - fills it with chests of her own books - the back has NSFW books,,, komaru will never know - forcefully puts cakes infront of byakuya’s house

sayaka - has pixel art maps of herself all over her house - they have karaoke night on calls - tries to do choreography - it’s just her walking side to side bless - prob has skins made after her,, uses them - shift unshift shift unshift shift unshift - always goes to ibuki's music venue

leon - has 50 bows for some reason? where’d he get them? nobody knows. - god at snowball fights - lots of papers that are renamed to “autograph by leon” - throws them at people - makes a mansion in mc cause he cant afford one irl

chihiro - co-owns the server with chiaki - has admin commands - probably abuses them - doesn't cheat things in, just uses /smite on kokichi - probably tps people if they ask - has to assist kaede in helping new players cause hes a pro - in his freetime he makes mods for mc,, server doesn’t know this

mondo - probably a koser - taka stops him from kosing most of the time - has a minecart that he calls his motorcycle - denies it, but he thinks the cockatiels are cute - has a gang of them now dedicated to his biker group - lives with taka and chihiro

taka - his lifelong goal is to find kokichi and put him in jail for breaking the laws of minecraft by burning down people’s houses - tried to enforce rules on the server - tried to make being horny a crime because of miu - cries cause he can’t catch them all - made a funky jail doe - “STOP! you violated the law. pay the court a fine or serve your sentence. your stolen goods are now forfeit” - people just leave as he types this out

hifumi - tried to make a build of a vagina but taka stopped him - copies pixel art and puts big titty anime gfs in the world, scattered around randomly, taka had to convince chihiro to ban him, but he refused - does celeste’s dirty work, like getting materials - works out more in mc than irl tbh - has an anime girl skin o god o fuck - tried to add his fanfictions to toko’s library once, got his ass beat - probably uses x-ray texture pack

celeste - honestly just vibes - has a bucket of lava on her incase hifumi tries to interact with her - lives in the nether - has like 3 sets of netherite armour, will beat your ass - “its my aesthetic” - double wields two enchanted netherite swords - shares her tools with kyoko - has made pixel art of victorian paintings - maps them, hangs them around the house

sakura - hina’s bodyguard - sails with her across the sea - has one of the highest kill counts - owner of the martial arts stadium - everyone fights with sticks - sakura is still somehow on top,, - “i don’t need armor im buff” - tried to fight the ender dragon head on,, nearly won - enjoys spending time in her backyard garden

mukuro - tried to convince chiaki and chihiro to put a gun mod on - they refused, almost shot a bitch - unironically listens to hunger games by bajan canadian - “if i can’t have my guns chiaki can't have her house” - got arrested by taka for arson - opts for a crossbow instead - people have to tell her no, it’s not battle royale, just thrive - ‘mukuro is using aimbot’ ‘no im NOT WHAT THE FUCK DO Y-’

junko - spends 20 minutes getting a minecraft skin just to go find another one - changes her skins as fast as her personalities - barely on the server because of this - house is trapped constantly because nobody likes her - therefore she traps other people’s houses - always has a sign saying “it’s punishment time” in front of said traps - constantly stealing so they “feel despair” - always on instagram live streaming her antics - the only person’s house she hasn’t trapped is kokichi’s because she honestly has no fucking clue where he lives i hope these are to ur liking!!! literally all the mods went feral AJKGJKA also ty for taking the time to send a request it made all our hearts uwu - mod corn

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madiiko12 · 4 years

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new york’s very own madison ‘madi’ ko was spotted on broadway street in chanel sneakers . your resemblance to kim chungha is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-first birthday bash . while living in nyc , you’ve been labeled as being obsessive , but also ambitious . i guess being a virgo explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be glittery eyes, dangling earrings, & chanel draped in pearls. ( cisfemale & she/her) + ( kale, 20 , she/her , est. )

hi honeybuns !! im back and with child. there is a brief mention of an ed under the cut but i block it off with a tw start & end. if you’d like to plot pls leave a like and i can dm you or hit you up on discord !! my discord is kale#3079

BACKSTORY

haneul madison ko was born september 18, 1999 to two immigrant parents from S.K. her birth name is haneul, but she went by the name madison since it was easier to pronounce + madi began to almost detest her culture??

it was just that growing up she would sometimes get bullied for looking different at her school, for the way her packed lunches smelled/looked, the way people would stare if she spoke korean to her parents, how other kids would make fun of her english since she didn’t pick up on vocab/grammar as quickly since she didn’t practice at home with her parents. she just became SO insecure about it that she rejected her culture. she wouldn’t bring her mom’s food to school, if her mom ever forced her to take it she’d throw it away and choose to starve instead. she wouldn’t speak korean back to her parents in public, barely even in private (which reeaaallly upset her parents). this also REALLY destroyed her korean language skills. she can understand still, but she can barely hold a basic conversation anymore.

as she grew up, and continued this sense of distancing herself from her culture, she ultimately distanced herself from her family. which left her feeling - - alone often, even though it was all due to her own choices. in this loneliness, she found her escape in music. she would wear headphones constantly through the halls, in car rides, in her room when her parents yelled at her to turn the music down. she just loved music. she saved up the money her parents gave her whenever she worked at the nail salon (her parents owned it!!) to thrift an old keyboard. she became self-taught by trying to copy melodies of songs she’d listen to, thrifting piano lesson books, staying after school with the music teacher learning to play. sometimes she’d even skip lunch to sit in the chorus room with her choir director and play.

it’s not that she had a LACK of friends growing up, maybe just that she lacked a best friend. she had a lot of friends, but no one that she felt so connected to in the way she felt connected to music. perhaps, she was addicted to her loneliness.

she spent a lot of time playing the piano and dabbling in writing music that her grades started to fall (not that she was ever the BEST student) and her parents literally took away her piano. they said it was a waste of time because they wanted her to focus on doing well, so she could get into a good university, and then live a good life. music was just a distraction

but that didnt work

she would sneak out into the city to go to concerts and poetry readings. she’d sneak out and go to indie songwriters scenes while her parents thought she was at the library with one of her school friends

This underground scene had her full heart!! she was surrounded by likeminded people who just lived for music. she was hearing all of these incredible people who were all looking for their start. maybe not looking for anything at than just to sing their songs. tbh i think this was the point she was happiest. she was completely enveloped in music, just for the sake of music. There wasn’t any pressure, just music. Just the songs. she was wide eyed looking at this whole underground scene of artists. So maybe some plots from these underground charas?!

she’d perform some songs at karaoke nights and the indie sessions, and a producer took a keen interest in one of her songs. basically im kind of stealing halsey’s career start, but she posted a song Came in Close on SoundCloud and just blew up overnight. in the morning, she woke up to a record label asking her to fly to LA for a meeting.

and thus, Madison Ko began a career as Madi Ko where she’d release her debut album, Honey, a few months later. (DISCOGRAPHY HERE). her music is very 80s synth inspired!

new album that is most definitely CRJ’S EMOTION is coming soon...

PERSONALITY

right off the bat, madi is an absolute firecracker!! she’s loud, bursting with personality, has a lack of inhibitions that CHAOTICALLY mixes with her spontaneity

part of this is projecting her insecurities. she felt lonely as a child but doesn’t want to be seen as that to the world. it’s not so much a persona but an exaggeration of who she was.

she likes to show off her glam bc it, once again, hides her insecurities.

she just kind of is dramatic anymore

like everything about her

her persona as Madi Ko, upcoming popstar underdog, is like DUNKED in glitter, over the top stages and sets, draped in couture. basically her stages/outfits/dances/mvs are like Chungha’s but with Pale Waves and Carly Rae Jepsen VC. ex: 1, 2, 3, 4

also bc im obsessed with chungha’s famous diamond wink, IT’S GONNA BE MADI’S THING TOO. so basically madi has trended on twt a few times bc of her signature diamond wink bc she effing glues rhinestones and glitter under her eyes for performances !! she said fuck corneas !! ex: 1, 2, 3 ....god chungha is magical

so while madi is like a brand hypebeast n never shuts up, she can also get,,, easily annoyed. and heavily perceives ppl on first impressions despite that being the reason she felt misunderstood a lot growing up.

definitely argumentative!!! will blow up arguments for no reason n then later questions why she made it such a big deal but cant own up to her mistakes

when she decides she doesnt like you, SHE DOESNT LIKE YOU. it’s done. bridge is burned, she’s not keen on second chances

fame has definitely given her a bit of an ego problem --- she’s a bit more aggressive, self-obsessed while intrinsically insecure, is too busy flaunting her material possessions and trendy life that she can...lose touch of reality. basically most of her high school friends cant stand her. HC that her high school bf broke up with her bc she was no longer was the madison ko he knew!!! so if anyone wants to be that ex lmk !!! she’s written songs about them!!!

definitely the type of girl who is so hype at a party, dancing in fallen confetti, standing on the fireplace mantle, but then midway realizes she’s lonely. sad at a party.

ED TW STARTS!!!!!

....

she kind of always had body image issues growing up, but it was very off and on, but once she got signed and being by surrounded by cameras became normal she formed a full fledged ED. she’s passed out at concerts a few times bc of her ED, but they always brush it off as “not enough rest” or “she wasnt feeling well that day but pushed to perform anyway as to not disappoint the fans”

so feel free for ur muses to point it out !! she’ll get really defensive like “i eat i just work out a lot” and yeah it’s true she works out a lot but she...doesn’t really eat

it’s also one of the causes of her irritability ...

.....

END ED TW!!!!

idk why this is so long

always up for mischief!

does love a good prank. asks weird hypotheticals

is not scared of an ouija board

will get wasted off a few shots and drunk madi is UNSTOPPABLE

one time drunk madi cried bc her siamese cat (MOCHI !!!) wouldn’t ever get to go to school and would never know chemistry..... the dramatics.....

she is sensitive and despises it. she does everything she can to not come across as sensitive

however, she’s so obsessive. so deep in feeling. when she feels something she FEELS it. when she is mad it boils through her. when she is in love it is all she knows. when she is sad it covers her like sweaters and blankets on rainy days. she doesn’t know how to half-feel. everything she feels stops her in her tracks.

HOWEVER she’s the most obsessive with her own insecurities — so in relationships she’s kind of known for tapping out early. she just gets scared and the fleetingness of her career and that she’s at her very core, lonely and disappointed in herself, makes her want to run away thinking that letting down her walls and being vulnerable could only be disappointing for her SO. so maybe she ghosted ur chara or gave some lame excuse

Kind of obsessed with how she’s perceived

terrified that at any moment her career could be thrown away, her deemed irrelevant, and she goes back to being Madison Ko, daughter of nail techs in Koreatown. and then her parents would have been right all along, music was a waste of time.

she’s just my little fallen angel who flew to the sun (fame) and it constantly eats away at her girlhood, at her heart.

anyways this is all i got rn <3 come love me sorry i kind of didn’t shut up this is long

WANTED CONNECTIONS

an ex from before she was famous who broke up with her because of how she changed!! PLEASE i have ideas for this. plus,,, you get a lot of songs about ur chara!!! could be from high school, maybe someone in the music scene she frequented before she was signed, anything!!

anothr ex/fwb/undefined relationship i’d love is one when she was first famous who just introduced her to everything. something like a whirlwind that was exciting and magical. she’s written songs about this person.

exes in general.

hookups/fwb

romantic plots. pls i have songs who need meaning. friends to lovers, one sided (either way), slowburn, ANYTHING. love cruel summer plots, anything lover by tswift

PR relationships -- would LOVE one where she falls in love with the other despite how clearly defined they made their relationship

love triangles in general just get me going

best friend!!!! the one’s who know how the other feels just by looking at each other. they have countless sleepovers. tell each other everything. cry together on bathroom floors. pregame together.

ex friends. for whatever reason -- maybe madi did smth shitty, maybe they did. maybe there was backstabbing, maybe madi sacrificed friendship for a career, maybe she made moves on their romantic partner/interest despite being fully aware. idk. gimme

People she knew from the underground/indie scene before they were famous!! they’d have bonded over their love for music, little indie dreams kind of vibe. just imagine a group of dreamers !! Would love if they made some kind of pact!!!

party friends

collabs !!

pranks. mischief. gimme

enemies. gotta cook up some drama, yknow

GIRL GANG. god i just want this so bad like make a girls dream come true

#wealthyhq:intro #zoo wee mama #pls love me honeybunnies #tw ed

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nouveauweird · 5 years

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MEDIA INFLUENCES FOR MY WRITING (IN GENERAL)

I was tagged by Yah Yah of @fluoresensitive (thank you!). Since I’m not actively working on a single wip I chose some early and major influences for my work overall rather than just one project. These medias span from childhood to very recently!

As you can see I am very much influenced by the science fiction and crime genres. Some of these works I was introduced to through school, others through chance or recommendation, and they all left lasting impression. The following WIPs take the strongest influence from these medias: The Puppeteer Plague (sci-fi thriller), Of Rust & Redwood Lungs (space opera? drama), Define Vitality (post apoc drama), Hyacinth Stalks (crime thriller).

TAGGING: @bebewrites - @blossomov - @skeletongrrl - @glittcrpeach - @queenie-dragon - @halohidings - & anyone who wants to tbh

This got long so I’ll put all of this under a cut!

The Magic Treehouse series by Mary Pope Osborne. These were a childhood favourite of mine, a mix of science and fantasy and adventure that made learning something empowering for children.

The Pyx by John Buell. This pulp fiction has been lurking on my family’s bookshelves forever, since it’s one of my grandfather’s novels. I need to reread it to appreciate it properly because it’s been like 10 years.

The Chrysalids by John Wyndham. I read this in grade 9 and fell in love with its subtle science fiction elements, its post-nuclear apocalyptic setting and the children who find themselves with tele-empathic abilities that make them a target of their hyper religious communities...

The Host. Probably read this midway through high school after the Twilight craze had died down, but have reread it about 4 times and it makes me cry every time. Say what we will about Smeyer and silly hetero love triangles but she did some really cool worldbuilding with this, and those ideas have followed me ever since. I probably think about this book every time I shower, don’t ask me why.

The Stand (expanded and uncut edition). My dad has a few favourites, and among them are this book and Dune. He convinced me to read it when we were stuck in a cottage for two weeks when I was 14. I got the name Perion from this book, which I gave to one of my most treasured original characters. I also take inspiration from some of the plague and post apocalypse elements but little else.

Level 26: Dark Origins by Anthony E. Zuiker. I watched way too many crime shows as a teenager, and though I think the CSI shows were not so bad, this novel written by the executive producer was real bad. I absolutely shouldn’t have read this at 15 years old it was so fucked up, but it was also the first book to immediately hook me in in the prologue and held me in a tight grip of suspense the whole way through. I’ve never been more fucked up by a book before. The sequel is pretty good too. It is actually media based, and has codes every few chapters that you can plug into the official website where there are short clips shot with real actors that provide additional subplot to the book.

Fringe (2008-2013). This was my favourite show which I was so invested in I recall my sibling coming in to console me during a particularly intense season premiere bc I was sobbing so hard. What they did with some of the science fiction in this blew my mind, and some elements have followed me into my work now.

Obscura by Joe Hart. I read this last year, and I’ve never really finished a book and wholeheartedly said that it deserved to have a TV adaptation. It’s narrative is suspenseful the sci-fi elements are compelling and the stakes are intriguing. It’s set in space, the main character is a mother, and the twist is fucking delicious.

Bloodchild by Octavia E. Butler. I read this for my sci-fi themed English class last year and was riveted. I haven’t read anything like it before. The whole class reacted strongly to it. I loved the alien species and I love the dynamics between them and the humans, who have become refugees on another planet, and a valuable resource too. Fucked up but in a very compelling way.

The Southern Reach Trilogy by Jeff Vandermeer. I started the first book at 9 pm before trying to go to bed, and got through the first 100 pages, I had to get up and go talk to by sibling Andy because I was so thoroughly skeeved out by the world Vandermeer had created. I put a lot of trust in this story, because the perspectives shift in the following books and I really wanted more from the Biologist, but ultimately it remains one of my favourite series and a huge influence for my science fiction work.

Alien (1979) & Aliens (1986). The first “scary” movie I was introduced to as a kid. The monster/alien concept stuck with me and I rewatch the first two films (we ignore every subsequent film). Puppeteer Plague pays homage to the Xenomorphs, and in another WIP (Mare Levest 40) I named many of the crew after Alien Franchise characters.

iRobot (2004). Another action/sci-fi I was introduced to as a kid. It still startles me even though I know the story and have watched it many time. The robots were fucking cool. Spooner’s prosthetics are a major influence in Of Rust & Redwood Lungs (which is a Mars Settlement political drama).

The Expanse (show and books). I only recently got into this series, but it’s become a big inspiration for me for my own space opera wip. I have taken influence from The Martian, The Space Between Us, Interstellar and many other space-based medias for this piece, but The Expanse was the one to really dig in deep with the worldbuilding and I have a lot of respect for it especially because of its diversity of characters, but also representations of various sexualities.

Runners Up: Panic at Rock Island for its plague themes, The Mentalist and Lie to Me for their unique approaches to crime, Terra Nova for its unique worldbuilding and for also making me fuckin sob during the finale (also shout out to the livejournal fanfic community I was in for that fandom, lmao, I gave Lt. Reilly the first name Laura and someone put it on the wiki), and Bioshock, The Last of Us, and Horizon Zero Dawn for worldbuilding elements.

I legit didn’t realise I had so many sci-fi influences, damn. You’re a trooper if you read this far.

#media influences tag game.#tag games.#my stuff.#my works.#about the writer.

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leointhemoon-blog · 6 years

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my past with dieting

wow, i think this post might end up being long.

to begin with, i was a fat kid from the very start. i don’t think i was obese but i was, i guess, overweight. now that i look back at it, it might have been the baby fat that added to the illusion. or maybe not, since i was fatter than everyone else in my grade.

before i even started school, i was just known to my family as that toddler that loved to eat. as with every story about eating disorders (disclaimer: i never really had an eating disorder but i guess... i almost did if that’s possible.), a likely factor would be the bullies. so in my story, my first bullies would’ve been my relatives.

it’s funny because the word and notion of “family” are supposed to resemble people who support you and care about you. i’m not saying my family doesn’t, but i guess they just have the worst ways of showing it... maybe it’s part of being asian?

anyway, i would remember when my parents dropped me off at my uncle’s place. he’s the second oldest brother of my mom. the uncle would every so often pick at me and say “oh who’s the chubby baby? it’s you” or some cringey baby talk that people do to toddlers-- except it’s usually “who’s a good girl” not “who’s the chubby kid”. lol. there was my cousin, his daughter, who is like at least a decade older than me who didn’t hide her dislike towards me and constantly ask “why do you eat so much?” i often didn’t answer because tbh, as a really young child, i wasn’t much of a person that reacted.

they weren’t wrong ofc. i actually did eat a hella lot. damn, i was a fat kid, deadasssss. even my mom joined on in the pinching of my belly and teasing. i think my first time being self-conscious about it was when i kept sucking in my belly as much as possible when my mom tried to force me into some uncomfortable ass jeans.

when i was a student at my third elementary school (my family moved multiple times), that’s when the bullying started. there’s a ton to say on that matter, maybe i’ll make a separate post, so i’ll just talk about the moments that really matter here. in general, the girls would often refer to me as the fat kid and sometimes would even throw in a comment or two. damn, why are kids so mean sometimes? even now, as a near young adult, i still see kids bullying each other and i can’t help but sigh in disappointment how it’s innate nature of humans to bully others. it’s kind of ridiculous. if you’re going to dislike someone, don’t show it enough to make them feel utterly terrible about themselves. if it gives you power to do so, you’re rotten trash. literally, you’re the real ugly one here.

i remember once when i was sitting a couple of rows behind the rest of the girls in my class in the auditorium of my elementary school, i was watching them talk. and they talked loud so i heard everything. they were just saying stuff like “i do this to my hair to make it look prettier” and “omg your hair is so long it’s so pretty”. i guess they caught me staring so one just smiled and said “(my name) can never be pretty enough with that short hair” to which another said “she’s kind of fat anyway”. ok, first of all-- i loved my damn ass dora the explorer hair cut ok? i was excited to go to the barbershop as a child to request the dora haircut specialty, bitch, i rocked it. i was sorta hurt by both the short hair and fat comments but like again, i didnt say anything i just looked away.

after that, the next time my dad brought me to the hairdresser, i was rebellious as heck. i didnt want short hair. i wanted to keep it long. but you know, there’s only so much 6 year old me can do, so i got my hair cut anyway.

fast forward to fifth grade. after years of constant teasing about my shape and weight, i think i had my awakening after i finished some good ass sandwich at barnes and nobles. i told my mom i was going to use the bathroom and so i did. after washing my hands, i looked into the mirror. ahh, the mirror that makes all the self-conscious people shudder. but i think i had never felt extremely self-conscious and distraught until then.

nobody was in the bathroom at that time, so i was brave enough to continue staring. i took in the sight of my flabby arms (which honestly wasn’t that flabby but it wasn’t thin) and most of all, my round belly. i was horrified as i turned to the side and gaped at how my stomach protruded out of my abdomen. it was like i have never noticed before. then as if a dam has been broken. all those comments and pinching at my body flooded my mind, screaming at me that yes, you are fat. you just realized? again, remind you, i literally wasn’t obese. i was overweight. two totally different things. if i want to make myself feel better, i guess i was borderline overweight only but idk, i was still fat.

i went home that night looking up on the internet “how to be cute” and “how to be pretty” like the naive kid i was and i gave up reading on tips on how to stand or how to dress. i decided i was going to diet.

when i refused to eat more when my mother offered another helping at dinner, i told her i was going to diet. immediately, she yelled angrily and was probably shocked, like who gave my daughter that idea what-- i was and still am a stubborn person so i persisted... i’m not going to go too deep into this because it was often just her trying to feed me and me trying to eat less and less.

i remember when we were at this shopping mall we frequently visited and i was in the dressing room trying to fit on new bras. when my mom helped me buckle up my bra after i finished trying on things, she said, “(my name), you got skinnier. i don’t even need to clasp your bra at the outermost row.” there were three sections for adjustment. i had managed to go from the outermost one to the innermost one. her voice held disappointment, but my heart had felt so light. i was elated.

this continued on into sixth and seventh grade. that’s right, it continued on deep into middle school. except it gotten worse. not only was i cutting down on portions of meals at home, i even did so at school. i skipped lunch, opting to avoid the lunch lines. i managed to skip breakfast when one day i got the idea of lying to my mom. “dont give me breakfast at home. i can just eat the school breakfast” to which she believed and sent me off to school without realizing i really wasn’t going to eat anything. i spent classes with awkward stomach growling. at that time, i didn’t know people could hear your stomach make noises when it’s hungry so i was fine with it lol. i slimmed down by a whole lot.

just to mention, if you’re going to lose weight, make exercise a thing. don’t strictly diet like me. i should’ve probably exercised but nah, i just depended on eating less or not eating at all. like any other rant, i’ll mention this: the rough start of my depression started at the beginning of eighth grade.

i was sick of “friendships”. sick of being used. sick of being second or third or anything else not first. sick of being manipulated. sick of being easily thrown away. most of all, i was just so sick of myself. i felt like i could never be able to have a friend. a friend i could depend on. i cut off all ties, if they barely even existed. i went into complete isolation. eighth grade was the grade i spoke not a single word to anyone. unless ofc i had to answer some question in class or do some group discussion. but even then, i honestly went so quiet. more quiet than i ever was before.

when i did speak a word outside in the hallway once, my classmate thought he was funny and said “wow, (my name) can talk?” and laughed like it was just that damn funny. idk bro, you got nothing better to laugh about? it’s nice that i matter so much to you, you had to make a comment, let alone say my name because clearly my attention wasn’t even on you in the first place.

anyway, hell yeah, i was hella emo. and when i’m emotionally depressed af, my appetite is ruined. starting that year, i fell into constant times of not feeling like eating. by then i was already thin enough i guess. i admit, i wasn’t skin and bones. but i wasn’t overweight anymore. my skin grew paler. it became harder for me to stand up without feeling lightheaded. i began catching colds more often than i ever had before. none of that deterred me from dieting though, despite by the start of my depression, i was already midway through not strictly dieting anymore.

depression continued that for me though. it hurt to eat sometimes. when i feel like crying, when my throat feels rough, my heart feels heavy, why add to the pain by forcing myself to swallow food? i’m not bulimic, i never was. i just avoided food. i would constantly protest “mom, i’m not dieting, i really just am not hungry.” did i ever mention that throughout my years and still up to this day, my mom would constantly throw shade at me for choosing to diet in the past? it hurts every time she does. in fact, i started writing this long ass post just because she did it again today.

i think she also started to notice my increase in depressing mood so sometimes she won’t say much if i refuse to eat. it was like my body hurt when i saw food and my mind drove me somewhere else to avoid the food placed in front of me. food repulsed me. my stomach turned at seeing it. near the end of eighth grade, i gotten into my first serious relationship with some girl 2-3 years older than me online. it lasted for about a year. honestly, it was a very rocky one. i constantly felt depressed. she was depressed too. she made me feel more depressed than i’d be if she wasn’t there, if i had to be honest.

the week following after our breakup, i was utterly broken. 14 year old me had no idea what i was supposed to do. it was halfway through my freshman year at high school. i didn’t have much friends. i only had one. even then, they weren’t there to support me. the other one...who’s now my best friend...i had lost her contact number. it wasn’t until four months later til i finally got in touch with her again so she wasn’t there to help me through my post break up either.

if me skipping meals often because of emotions was bad, this week was the worst. i legitimately didn’t eat more than 3-4 small bites of food a day. even now, i’m surprised how i managed to survive that week on so little food and how my mom didn’t even say much. she did notice and ask “why arent you feeling hungry these days? something wrong?” to which i’d brush off. i cried a lot. a hella lot. most of the times, it was heaving like i was trying to throw up my heart. i mean, i still have my crying sessions as i’m still...hella...depressed and yeah it feels like that. it be like that sometimes. and then the moments besides “most of the times” was me sniffling on the school bus because i just couldn’t stop thinking about it.

i could’ve killed myself. i nearly could’ve. midyear exams were coming. the stress from both school and my personal life was overwhelming. my body was destroyed. but somehow, i manage to overcome myself and get myself back into focusing on the exams. damn, i was hella scholar. now i’m not though lol. but then, i was focused since i was only a freshman that had just gotten into a prestigious school. the exams had managed to make me forget about what happened temporarily.

now, i still constantly look down on my body and wonder if i’m too fat. i still fat check. i squish my thighs, stare at them, hold them, then stare again. i look at my belly, i pinch it, i stare, i hold it tight wishing i can make the fat disappear. i’m not fat per se. people now call me skinny af, call me a pile of bones (i’m not, they’re exaggerating but i wish i was tbh). i hold my arms, squishing them to see if they’re too thick or not. i still look in the mirror observing the width of my body. i still try to calculate how much i’ve eaten on a daily basis. thinking about what i ate today and how much i’ve eaten.

perhaps, i’m not actively starving myself anymore, but those actions of paranoia and self-consciousness never left me...my stomach is probably ruined. will that stop me? probably not. i’ll be honest.

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jennibeultimate · 7 years

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Personal recap 2018 Olympics Ladies FS

Alina won!!! And Zhenya is second!!!! Congratulations! You were the best! 👏👏👏👏🎉🎉🎉🎉

This was an amazing last group! 👏 And also very exciting!😍

Alina was amazing! The technical side gave her the advantage over Zhenya and I utterly respect that! The consitency of her even when all eyes were on her is stunning! Bravo Alina! 👏 (I am not a fan of the backloading, but I think in her case it fits with the music)

Zhenya had my heart! Do I become a Medvedeva Fan? Yes totally! Her FS is beautiful (though I still have a problem with the train sounds, that are not needed) her movements are beautiful too and her consistency leaves me speechless all the time! Bravo Zhenya! (And actually for me personally she is the champ!)👏👏👏😘 And her reaction after the FS was unexpected and my heart melted for her. (Don't cry Zhenya you were stunning!)

Kaetlyn Osmond got it together! What a big surprise. Tbh after the Team Event I did not see that coming! Two great skates when it counted! 👏👏👏 As for the program, it did not get me the first time I watched it and it did not get me now, but she has a good interpretation of music in general, but I just don't see a ballerina in her and I am no fan of the program (Imo Alina's swan in the SP is much better than Kaetlyn's)

Satoko was amazing too! 👏She really skated her best ever! I just wish she would have had a more fresh program, she is lovely to watch but this theme is ages old and so it won't stay in my head as memorable! But she selled theme of the program well and her spins are to die for 😍 (and ok well the jumps will always be the problem, but today at least they seemed to be not UR).

As much as I like Carolina's way of skating. No way did she deserve to place before Kaori. Her technical content simply was not there. And this FS program is not even her best and she did not skated her best interpretation! I am bitter that judges favor her so much. Yes she is the "Grand Dame of Figure Skating" but you don't have to give presents out for an average technical content not well done. It was not as bad as in Euros, but c'mon first the overscored SP, now this. I am no judge, but I just can't understand this. 😑😑😑

My favorit FS this season is from Kaori! ❤❤❤ Her Amelie is a modern piece with lovely original choreography! Kaori's jumps are my favorits among this field! Such tempo, height and flow in her jumps! Bravo Kaori! 👏 And I will forever be bitter about the fact that Carolina placed before her and got more points! I think Kaori deserved better! 😑😡 Also how on earth did she receive only 68 PCS and Alina got 75 PCS? 😑😑😑😑

Speaking of PCS - a rant here:

Kaetlyn, Alina and Carolina nearly got the same PCS! How? 😰

Alina is a great champion, but she is 15 years old and she skates like a 15 year old. It is normal, it is not bad. She definetly has tons of transitions and her skating skills are good but it is not like she is one of the best in the field when it comes to interpretation and performance, also the composition of the program is unbalanced. It was a wise choice in music that fits the backloading, but it still can't count as balanced program. The first two minutes are like waiting until the second half barrier starts, then Alina is on fire, but in the beginning? Just compare her PCS to the beginning of the season! At CoC she had 68 PCS for the same program and people complained it was too high, look at how high it is just now? Also compare this to juniors she still had the same program and technical content too. There her PCS were 62! A PCS increase of 13 points in not a full year FOR THE SAME PROGRAM! How????

So Zhenya got only 2 points more in PCS. Call Zhenya overscored but she improved a lot compared to 2016 when she won Worlds. And she should be much more ahead in PCS in front of Alina and this is why for me Zhenya is the champ!

Anyway a reminder...this is not against Alina herself. THIS IS AGAINST THE JUDGES! It is not Alina's fault how judges judge her! I just have the feeling that judges may have had enough of Zhenya and opted for a change in the pole position. Also maybe if Zhenya would not have been injured judges may not have increased Alina's scores so much....but this is only a conspiracy theory...

This just leaves a bittersweet taste in my mouth and this is why I cannot fully enjoy Alina's win here! (I really like Alina though and I want to be happy for her win, but I just can't...🙇)

End of the rant! 😉

Some honorable mentions:

Dabin Choi did her best! It is not easy to step into the footsteps of Yuna and she did it really well. Also don't underestimate the pressure of a homecrowd! She was superb! 👏👏👏👏

Gabby Daleman was heartbreaking to watch 😢 It almost looked like she would cry midway her performance! Keep your head up Gabby and forget what had happened and either way you can go home with a Gold medal (something that Zhenya cannot say, who would have guessed that?)!

I really wished for Mirai Nagasu to perform better. Frankly that did not happen. But anyway I am glad Mirai can go home with a medal and she fulfilled her dream of participating again! I admire the work and dedication that brought her here!

As for the rest of the field there is not much to say, most of the performances were not good.

The last group make you forget what a splat the rest of the Ladies field was! So let us remember the last group and forget about the rest 😉!

Sorry for one of the longest posts I ever did! 🙇 And sorry for the rant midway! 🙇🙇🙇🙇 Again if you made it til here feel hugged! 😊

So Olympics FS events came to a conclusion and I am actually very happy about most of the results and I enjoyed the Olympics with many heartattacks but not so many heartbreaks! Uff...we made it! 😁😁😁😁

#the post no one was waiting for but i do either way #evgenia medvedeva #alina zagitova #kaetlyn osmond #kaori sakamoto #satoko miyahara #carolina kostner #and many more #olympics 2018 #ladies #pyeongchang 2018 #figure skating

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moonraccoon-exe · 7 years

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Do you Ignis would ever let Gladio take sexy pics of him? For only Gladio to look at when he's not around and stuff?

(This entry is on the “newest” half of my asks, but I’m answering so I can include it in a general NSFW Gladnis headcanons lists. An apology to the people who have waited longer for their entry.)

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Well, of course he does. There’s actually some stories about that, you know.

Gonna put this under a Read More so we can get comfortably NSFW in there:

Actually, it was Ignis himself who took initiative into letting Gladio take sexy pics of him.

They had been away for a few couple weeks due to their respective duties and circumstances, but texted each other every night.

This one time they were pretty horny and they were dirty-texting each other in relatively soft measures, staying in mere teasing.

It was not new, to do this and imagine things together so they could get off each on their own.

That one time, however, among the indirect sexting there were lots of jokes too, just Gladnis being silly together.

That is until Ignis told him that he wished Gladio could see how he was dressed.

Gladio texted back jokingly asking ‘So what are you wearing sweetie?’

For his surprise, Ignis did send a pic.

It’s first time Ignis does this.

Ignis used to be shy in younger days, but he’s been gaining confidence until being a sassy and confident young man.

Still, it’s first time he ever sends a picture of himself.

His face is not there; only a little part of the side of his head is there, but Gladio can recognize him just fine, the hair,the head and that tiny hint of the corner of a mouth in there.

What’s really the focus of the photo is the body.

Ignis snapped the photo so it’s only that small part of his head/face, and the rest shows what’s behind and above his shoulder.

Ignis is lying on his bed, and his preciously, wonderfully sculpted body appears to be entirely nude.

Gladio let out a curse and shiver when he received it; there was something absolutely fucking fantastic and arousing on Ignis sending him this kind of photographs, something incredibly sexy on Ignis taking initiative on that, and to make it much worse/better, this photo offered an incredibly, surprisingly amazing shot of his ass.

These round, oh so perfectly round and firm and wonderfully sculpted cheeks, the gods damn, it’s like this man was born photoshopped.

“Nice Naked you’re wearing”, he texted back, already hard in the pants.

“Naked?” Ignis replied, and to Gladio’s double surprise, he sent another photograph.

Same perspective, same pose, except there was Ignis’ own hand (gloved) back nearby and above his ass.

It’s there to hook on and pull up a thin string that had been hidden between his ass cheeks.

It took only a second before Gladio had to put the phone away to groan out and hide the face in his hands.

Ignis was wearing the damn thong.

On Gladio’s birthday, Prompto jokingly gifted a thong to Ignis (”and that’s my gift to you, Big Guy”) before really giving him his gift.

He didn’t think they would use it.

Honestly, Gladnis did not think they would, either.

They just had good laughs about it, a sassy Ignis jokingly claiming he would look “fabulous, actually”, and then he just left it abandoned in the closet of Noct’s apartment just to mess with him “and carry the consequences of the jokes of the boy you befriended.”

Gladio questioned Ignis about it, and he ended up explaining that “Noctis doesn’t even dare touch it, I had to give it some use, didn’t I?”

He also explained he decided to put it on because he missed Gladio, his “gorgeous, big, curious” hands on the correct spots of his body and hair, and that the thong was a way of keeping him constantly in his head while he “had fun on his own”.

Gladio has been reading all that Ignis is typing and sending while scrolling back up to the photographs.

All this while jerking off, of course.

From all the times they have sexted, this is the one that’s given Gladio the best orgasm so far.

That’s when the whole thing started, they made it a thing since then on.

So now it’s mutual.

Because yep, Ignis receives plenty of Gladio pics to please his thirst.

Long before they started with the Ignis photos

Ignis has always liked Gladio’s physics, so Gladio has always liked to gift him a few pics here and there.

At first it was only on the joking scheme with Gladio doing either ridiculous but actually pretty attractive poses or just posing for the camera, usually showing his biceps or torso with captions like “Look at the kind of man you got to yourself, dayum!”, or “I was looking good today, thought you’d like it”.

Ignis does, ohmygod, you have no idea.

When Gladio started doing this, they had yet not started having any sexual intercourse but hormones were already leading them there.

This had Ignis start to really get horny at some of the photos.

After they started having sex and getting comfortable with it, Ignis admitted this to Gladio.

Guess who’s sending him naughtier photos now

Ignis said he liked the, you can’t blame Gladio.

So Gladio, across their relationship, every now and then sends him some photos of himself that vary from “Holding the lower edge of my shirt between my teeth and pulling my underwear down just enough so my pubes are visible along the rest of my torso and chest” to “this picture of me gripping the stupidly big bulge of my underwear” to just obscenities.

This was what gave Ignis the idea after all these years that maybe Gladio would like some of him too.

Gladio had not even thought about it.

Now that Ignis started, Gladio can’t stop thinking about it.

These two are fantastic because they’re either writing the most romantic and cheesy of love letters or dick pics to each other.

The only thing they do avoid is showing their faces in most photographs, especially Ignis.

They’ve got enough with sometimes being harrassed by a few papparazzi after making their relationship public, the last they need is some hacker finding the photos and making a scandal about “Incredibly naughty and cheeky photographs of the prince’s adviser/Shield!”

Still, Ignis does let him take sexy photos of him since that moment on, no complaints.

Ignis only sent the first two; since then on, he gives Gladio the honor of taking the photos himself.

They’re not obsessed with it, but they do have plenty material.

Gladio has photos of his darling whether as solo or together.

Mostly solo, tbh.

In the list of what sort of pics Gladio has there is:

Ignis’ body all normal except unbuttonned shirt.

Ignis’ body in just underwear.

No face, full pic of Ignis sat somewhere, legs spread apart, and he’s wearing sock and shirt stays (the socks are there, but shirt isn’t).

Gladio has a ton of Ignis’ body in different poses and from different angles with him in his garter belts for calves and thighs

Gladio freaking loves Ignis with his belts, dammit

Gladio has one of Ignis from behind; his hands are on the counter, his back is arched, ass thrown back and hips raised, legs spread, and he’s wearing only an apron; as it’s a view of his back, the most of the apron that can be seen is the straps that are tied to his waist, and they’re forming a ribbon right above his back cheeks, a ribbon so pretty and perfect it’s almost sin just thinking about undoing it, except it’s usually not the ribbon what Gladio likes to stare at.

He has one of Ignis in maid outfit, lingerie and all included.

Honestly Ignis only agreed to that outfit if Gladio put a similar one on too.

That night was very weird…

Gladio has one of Ignis in just stocking.

It’s delicious.

He really likes Ignis’ nipples and strong chest, so he gets tons of photos of that.

In some he gets Ignis’ fingers toying with one of the nipples.

He gets as many butt pics as he gets dick ones.

There’s some of Ignis’ body as he’s lying on his side

draw him like one of your french girls, Gladio

It’s cause Gladio LOVES his hips.

Some of this some times, he may be wearing fishnets or long socks.

That’s because Gladio really likes his legs

One of Gladio’s favorites, of course, is another full body of Ignis from behind; he’s on a bed, the head down to the pillow, the back arched like a feline, and ass up in the air; the photo is taken from above, as Gladio’s perspective (more or less). His back cheeks are a bit red.

Gladio also has a photo of Ignis post-orgasm; really it’s just chest-to-head, eyes closed and lazy, content smile on his face.

It doesn’t go as NSFW to the world’s eyes, but the image triggers in Gladio what only he knows and sees; this is Ignis, mind and soul in the third heaven, after a fantastic orgasm result of Gladio and his hands and other body parts. So it is pleasing to look at, for Gladio.

Gladio has some/a few general dick pics, whether in underwear or out, and some more innocent ones of nude torso or back.

They have a phone that has no chip and never had connection to the net, and while it’s still not 100% safe it’s like 99.99% safe to assume no hacker will get there so

They use it for the full body face-included or face-focus photos.

And for duo photos.

In this collection, Gladio has very similar photos than the previous ones, but face included; stocking, different poses, and some sexy stares.

He has one taken from his perspective of Ignis giving him a blowjob.

It’s fantastic; Ignis is smiling up at him, face pressed to Gladio’s dick like he worships it.

And one with it in his mouth, too.

Gladio has one of Ignis wearing a choker with a little bell.

He has one of him in a choker that’s connected to a thin lash Gladio’s pulling from.

And on the duo ones,

Gladio has a photo of Ignis riding him, but giving him his back, hands tied behind it. He’s midway through pulling his hips up so it offers a nice view of half of Gladio’s cock before it disappears in Ignis’ ass. He’s in long socks with their respective garter belts, and he’s in dress shirt and his vest.

I forgot to say, Gladio particularly enjoys of photos when Ignis goes bottom, which is not all the time, but it’s the ones Gladio enjoys snapping pics of.

He as a solo Ignis one; only half the face can be seen, he’s sat on a chair, his garter belts on, a shirt too but it’s unbuttonned, and he looks pretty in the middle of a very rough session with a dildo that’s halfway inside. The hand is blurry, so it was moving pretty darn quickly when the photo was taken.

He has one of Ignis tied up to the bed, wrists and ankles restrained, legs spread apart, he can see but can’t talk or scream, and he’s staring at a hand that’s pushing a vibrator inside him.

There’s plenty of Ignis’ solo ones, whether with toys or his own hands.

There’s another of a restrained Ignis, but only torso to head, and one of Gladio’s hands caressing his pectoral while pinching the nipple.

Gladio has one that was taken on a mirror; only half their faces can be seen, he’s sat on the edge of a bed, Ignis is giving him his back, straddling and riding him, Gladio has a grip of his hips, Ignis has one of his hands in Gladio’s hair and the other is busy with the camera.

Gladio, however, has to absolute favorites.

One was taken after the act (it was planned and consensual, btw)

Ignis took bottom role, they had their fun, etc., and as they’ve been together for years and both have had themselves tested and know it’s safe to do so, they went on it with no protection.

Ignis let him come inside.

They finished doggy style, and once Gladio came he stayed inside until he calmed and recovered senses/calmed his mind enough.

When Gladio pulled out, Ignis made sure to keep a pair of fingers gently pressed to his entrance, so that it was soft enough not to hurt (because damn, is he sore every time he bottoms even after years of Gladio) but firm enough so nothing would spill.

That’s only while Gladio got their “Safe camera”.

Once when Gladio said it was okay now, Ignis let go of his butt and his hand returned to hold his weight.

Long story short, the first of Gladio’s favorites is a snap of Ignis from behind, doggy style, him looking back (even though most of his face stays hidden behind his shoulder, but it’s fine; Gladio gets to see his eyes and a bit of how blushed he is, and that’s real nice), ass cheeks a bit red, a hand pulling from one of them, and his butt hole very well soaket and leaking Gladio’s seed.

This one can get the man off in just some minutes.

(please don’t be mean with him about it)

His other favorite was taken during the act itself

these men, I swear

So it was planned and consensual again, Ignis went bottom once more, etcetera etcetera.

It was one of those times Gladio was particularly energetic.

He had already promised Ignis to “not just wreck you, I’m planning to break you in half”. Ignis sassied and dared him.

Ohboi.

O h b o i, you don’t dare Gladio.

(except you do, Ignis, cause that’s how to get him in FULL POWER mode)

Both and particularly Gladio were energetic that day, so it was one of their “multiple rounds” go.

Gladio had denied Ignis from his orgasm in the last round many times already.

The man is literally crying out of pleasure and the pain (of the ‘good kind’) in his balls, and he’s freaking begging and whining.

It’s not new, but it’s not THAT often, you know.

Hair is a mess (a good looking mess).

He’s thrown on the bed, facing up, and Gladio’s on his knees slamming into him.

He’s doing to Ignis as he promised, dammit.

Long story short, the photo basically consists of:

Ignis is on the bed, facing up, fully naked (only necklace on), his face and part of his chest are red from blushing and the effort and the heat, eyebrows furrowed and mouth open, he’s got some bite marks and a few moderate hickeys across his skin, he’s grasping at the sheets with a hand and the pillow with the other, his mouth and face are covered in cum from the previous round, a drop of it is rolling out of the corner of his lips, he’s already come so his tummy and part of his chest has cum as well, his nipples look particularly red (one has a bite mark around it), dick red from the previous denial and out of how swollen it had been, legs spread apart, and you can see part of Gladio’s belly, his pubes, and part of his penis while most is inside.

It’s almost 100% Gladio’s real perspective.

One of the favorite parts about this one is that Ignis is not posing; he’s absolutely, completely literally lost into his pleasure even post-orgasm, as if (and he was) still begging and whining out. It’s how amazing that session was that he broke through all of Ignis’ walls of composure and had him like this, and this is what his natural state of absolute pleasure looks like, so it’s wonderful.

Not to say Gladio enjoys of the amount of cum on him.

Every time he looks at this photo he can hear Ignis’ raw screaming and see him have that particularly amazing orgasm he gave him.

So yeah, Gladio has plenty material to look at whenever he can’t be with Iggy.

Believe it or not, even though Ignis is paranoid on others knowing, this has secretly given a boost to his confidence. That Gladio enjoys snapping pics of him means that Gladio really likes his looks.

That’s how we get extra sassy Iggy.

He likes receiving Gladio pics, but, as selfless as this man is, he’s easier to get horny at the idea of Gladio enjoying pics of Ignis than he does at Gladio’s pics.

And damn, does he love Gladio pics already, imagine how much he loves the other side of this.

These two are like horny teenagers all the time, really, just they know how to handle their stuff maturely.

And they’re in their 20′s.

And their 30′s

You should see the fun this man has if besides the photo he has something more than his hand.

Even more fun if he’s got something that belongs to Ignis that he can smell or just grip while doing his stuff.

Gladio thought that since he has such a sexy boyriend and they’re both very horny and their sex is especially hot (because come on, have you looked at these men, they’re fantastic on their own, you put them together, PFFT, you wouldn’t believe how good their sex is), solo times would become boring or dull as used as he is to sharing his intimacy with Ignis.

But nope.

Ohboi was he mistaken; he has the pics and really they help a lot to make of his solo times some pretty darn awesome orgasms.

It sounds like a lot, but it’s not thousands or hundreds of photos they have of each other. Just a very pretty variety to look at whenever for some reason they’re separate and in the mood.

These listed above are part of Gladio’s collection and he ain’t sharing them with nobody.

You can try hacking them, but they’ve got the best privacy softwares because #royalty and #EosUniverse

These pics are his babies.

And they’re all for him and only him alone.

Aaaaand, I think that’s it! ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Hope you liked it, anon. I sure enjoyed writing this. c:

#was it he only one who read the 'think' that's supposed to be #between 'do you' and 'ignis' in the ask #when really it ISN'T THERE?#*dramatic zoom*#dats how brains work lmao it's funny #didn't review this btw so sorry for typos #okay i MAY have exaggerated a bit with these #not sure if the guys would go /as far/#but i had fun okay #let them have fun too #yay gladnis!#coon answers #coon headcanons #coon writes #i feel i'm forgetting something #/VERY/#important #now wat is it

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OnS 57 Survey - Results

At 558 responses, the Owari no Seraph chapter 57 survey has come to a close.

I will say that since this was my first time doing this, I knew it wouldn’t come without errors. It wasn’t until like 50 responses in that I realized I could have worded things better, not included so much leeway in some questions, left more write in options, and also included a couple more important questions. If I ever do one of these again I’ll have learned from this time.

There were two questions that took in opinions from respondents and in total all of those totaled up to about 600. Obviously, I couldn’t add every single one here, but I tried to include as many as I could to give you all an idea of the current mindset of the fandom at the moment. Things get pretty lengthy so this will be all under a read more.

Also, I know I shouldn’t have to say it, but sometimes this fandom can be demonically soul sucking, so don’t start any of that fandom wank bullshit because there are opinions here that you don’t agree with. We’re all mature enough to rant about it in private. Thank you.

Anyways, let’s start.

Though it was close, it seems the 18-24 age group are the majority in this side of the fandom. Not only that, adding up the other numbers (It should be noted that there was 1 person that responded with 35+, unfortunately, it seems like there’s barely even a tiny line to acknowledge it) minors happen to be the minority in the fandom if even by a small percent.

The graph speaks for itself, though it really does make me wish I could survey the SQ readers in Japan. Would the Male-Female results be flipped?

Among the 86 write ins, Instagram was the most popular with 30 respondents using it as a primary OnS social media platform. Amino and VK were the follow ups with 8 respondents.

I find this one very important. It shows the reaches of the survey doesn’t exactly speak for a diverse portion of the western fandom. Overall, I think it sticks in this little Tumblr niche of ours.

2 (0.4%) respondents began with the Light Novels. 3 (0.5%) respondents began with the Anime and Light Novels. 4 (0.7%) respondents began with the Manga and Light Novels. 15 (2.7%) respondents began the series with all three.

27 (4.8%) respondents have been following OnS for 4+ years (My condolences).

The two below ‘For the art’ and above ‘Other’ say ‘Someone recommended it’ and ‘Seeing posts about it on social media’

Here are a handful of responses from those that chose Other

Soundtrack by Sawano Hiroyuki

I was interested in knowing how would an anime based in Nagoya turned out (I lived in Nagoya for a year)

Found it under "new anime" section and just tried it

I found on mangapark and just checked out of curiosity

I'm a slut for anything Kagami writes. Especially MokuAri.

Played Tales of Zestiria, saw Seraph in the title of OnS, watched it

The option above ‘For the plot’ states ‘I’m not caught up’ and the two options below ‘For the art’ state ‘For a specific plot point/mystery’ and ‘For the fandom discussions/fanart/fanfics/fanvids/memes’.

While a majority of respondents originally got into the series for the plot, it seems like sticking around for a character and ship barely managed to become the new top reason.

A couple of write in responses

because I am a fandom grandma-- I fell in love with it and can't get her lazy ass out

I don´t really know anymore... I´m too deep into and it´s just a part of my life right now

Moving from the demographic questions, this next section was based off of character and ship preferences

Originally, I had omitted the ‘both’ option, but the person I had do a run through of the survey at first claimed she couldn’t pick between them. Given the disparity in the vampire and humans here, my guess is that the vampires really do have audience favorability when it comes down to it.

Shinoa’s squad takes a majority of the audience’s interest with the Sanguinem vampires falling in at nearly half as much.

Some of the write ins

Honestly, they're all interesting, there are so much we don't know and it really is intriguing.

Hyakuya kids, I refuse to believe that a group that meet for a few months is more important than another group that you knew for years

The Hiiragi Family

Specific characters from each(Yuu, Mika, Guren, Shinya, Ferid, Krul, etc.)

Mika, Yuu, and Shinya hold the crowns for being the most popular in our end of the fandom. Shinoa and Krul trail behind in fourth and fifth place.

Akane was the most popular write in, having 2 of the 9 write ins go to her.

A few other write ins

Is Mika's happiness a character because I can't wait for them to return

Shuusaku

Yoichi's right cheek

Kureto, Mahiru No Yo, and Guren happen to be the least favorites with Ferid in fourth place and Saito and Shinoa tying for fifth after a considerable percent gap.

Tenri had 9 write ins of the 27.