#I just realized how messed up my priorities are when it comes to stuff are and how easily I am distracted from important things

[milkamel]

Hiii guysss I'm alive and well, sorry for not posting as much- irl stuff has been torturing me as well as the consequences of my actions (or rather lack of thereof) so I'm sticking to lurking on the internet for now,, Don't worry I see the asks, I don't ignore them (even the ones that were sent days ago- I see all, some of them just require a long answer which I can't give at the moment- like the AU ones) I'll reply once I finally have some freedom cause eughfh too much stress I can't even find time to draw things- Anyway thank you all for understanding once I deal with what I need I'll return to the usual chaotic schedule! (might still post something during this that doesn't require a lot of energy- I hope it won't take more than a week lol) Take care until then!!

[legend-of-morons-after-dark]

Oh god, I don't think I've ever written this kind of thing before. I apologize if it's bad. I'm not sure if I'll write more yandre stuff either, lol. This idea wouldn't leave me alone.

This was written on this blog because yandere content is darker. Nothing graphic though.

I wrote this with a particular feel in mind. I always figured if someone is yandere it would mess with all their relationships, so have... whatever this is.

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Okay first if all: my interpretation of this is based on my own thoughts. I think if the chain is yandre for reader they are (platonic!!) Yandere for Eachother. They are family, they don't share with anyone that isn't family. (They can't lose anymore family dear god)

It's easy, to settle into the chain. You aren't a chosen hero but you are quick to patch them up or help with chores.

It starts little.

You notice how oddly protective the chain are over eachother versus others.

You notice how possessive of eachother they are. (No one outside thier group is ALLOWED too close...)

The extra viciousness in Hyrules fighting if one if the others are hurt.

The dark look that crosses Wind's face when someone oversteps Warriors boundaries.

You notice how Time keeps a intimidation air that betrays the violence he's capable of in front of others

They're pleasant enough to outsiders (unless provoked)

They're nice to you. Patient because they remember being pulled inti some adventure they didn't want or plan on

But there's something between the chain that you aren't part of. Yet.

You see it in the way you accident say the wring thing to Hyrule and get growled at by Twilight. You Apologize immediately are already trying to make it up

Then one day there's a shift.

It starts with Wind. He's the most open of the group. He starts dragging you away from people that make you uncomfortable with a dark glare at them

The sailor starts to bring you rocks or trinkets he finds that remind him of you

He brings you a necklace (to mark you as his- as his FAMILY. He can't lose you. He can't let someone think you Aren't his family-)

Wear it. It delights the boy.

The others... are slower but because Wind took a shine to you you are now officially higher up the priorities than like anyone outside the chain. Congrats!

The second to decide you are thiers is Time. It's an accident. He doesn't mean to fall for you he just does- watching you with Wind and watch you in genral-

Time is your's a week after you were claimed by Wind.

The old man is subtler. He's a calm protector at your back who can send creep running with a glance.

He starts to pay lore attention to if you're doing okay mentally.

Time starts to trust you. He trusts you alone. He trusts you with rhe orhers

Time trusts you to start taking watches

He starts placing you at the same level as his boys (and maybe even above as he grows more attached. They are his Family but you? You are his soul-)

Twilight is next to claim you. He falls hard and fast. He dosen’t realize he's decided your his darling until way after.

He starts wrapping an arm around you on the road

You get unlimited Wolfie cuddles

Twilight is always offering to do your chores if you show even a litter discomfort

He's quick to offer you his pelt any chance her gets. He needs you to smell like all of them but also like him

You're thiers. You're his!

Sky and Hyrule come next.

Sky dosen’t fall for you he walks. He walks into love with you.

You're his sun.

His stars

His world

Sky takes to playing music for you on his harp

He's quick to cheer you up with gentle words and warm smiles

He's making sure you have comfortable bedding (why not just use his?

Sky is a cuddler

He stakes a claim over you through your choice. When outside the chain (outside the Family- the only people that matter) he know you will chose him

He gives you one of his loftwing's feathers too. That's special

Hyrule is sweet. He is! He just... is also Fae

Once he Chooses someone as his (in any capacity)... there is nothing that changes his mind. He'd kill for them. Die for them. He would endure torture for them

Hyrule marks you with his magic. He starts to make you Promises (a dangerous game). He Promises to keep you alive.

Hyrule is healing you before anyone else

He will grow your favorite plants

He's very good with poisons :) should you need someone handled

Warriors is next.

The moment he's decided your not just thiers bur his?

He's gifting you anything you stare longingly at

He will lend you his scarf at a moment's notice

He's strategizing to have you far away from danger.

Wars tries so hard to not be obsessive but he is. He IS.

He's trying to get you to use his soaps or lotions

He must get told you appreciate/love him at least 3 times a day for mental health

If someone oversteps around you, or worse tries to take you? Warriors will have thier personal lives torn to shreds with a single rumor

Death is still on the table but he prefers the psychological aspect

Four is next to fall. He's- calm on the outside and intense inside.

He's repairing your things before anyone elses

Wants you to have his kid(s) (or adopt depending on anatomy and your own preferences)... he could live without kids he just thinks you'd be so cute with kids

He will make you jewlry/weapons as a claim

He's got the minish leaving trinkets for you to find on his behalf.

Four is always trying to anticipate your needs

If he needs to... handle someone? Well... they just dissapear.

The colors? Oh the colors.

(Vio and Blue are reserved, they're the ones that handle people. They're sweet but only to the select group that is Thiers.

Green and Red are the ones to comfort you with kisses and words and distract you.)

Legend comes next, having fought against this as long as he can. He dosen’t want another person to lobe who could leave. (His New Familh is enough risk)

Except you're perfect

He's sliding protection rings onto you

He's pressing against you in the cold

Legend let's you do as you please, he returns hugs easily

He's quick to scare off jerks with the look in his eyes

You're his- hishishis--

Legend is just about always teasing you but only playfully (God help anyone else that isn't part of What's His that tries-)

He disposes of pests with fire.

Wild is last. Not because he loves you less but because he is scared about rejection.

He starts making your favorite food on purpose

You get bigger portions if you wnat them

You can have his desert

He will bring you gem stones

Show you fireflies

He has albums and albums if pictures of you

He's fearl, if he has to dispose of someone... it makes the news.

He's going to be clingy he's lost so much what if he forgets you one day?

The chain as a whole decides you ate the most important thing. It's you, then them, then the Zeldas, then thier fitness, then everyone else

And because I think it's a cool dynamic, why not have reader be a little yandre too?

You probably know what they are, that they're like this. So devoted to you

You know that they can't bate to lose the family they made (they have schedules and rules to help mitigate jealousy among them)

How could you not return such devotion?

[kannawandering]

Hello, Wandering! I hope you're doing well. I’ve been turning over a wild what-if scenario in my head and would love to hear your thoughtful take on it. What if—against all odds—Yuder became pregnant in the 1tl and only realized it after Kishiar’s death? I know it’s technically impossible due to his cracked vessel, but let’s say crazy genetics and Kishiyu-level OP-ness made it happen.

How do you think the existence of their child would impact both the 1st and 2nd timelines? What would Yuder’s relationship with the child look like, and how might it influence his dynamic with 2nd game Kishiar? I imagine 1st game Kishiar’s memory is gonna haunt the narrative even more. And what role do you think Enon would play in this altered reality?

I’ve read some of the kid fics, but I can’t help wondering—what if this was actually canon? I'd love to read your “thesis” on this idea!

P.S: I actually have two versions of this, one where Katchian knows about the child and one where he doesn't know about the child.

My phone low-key broke when typing the answer to that. Awkward much…

Anyway. Spoilers for late 900s chapters??? Ouh. that's a scary scenario to think of because Yudrein was a complete mess 😭😭 the last time he had a decently long convo with someone was probably when he was killing Kishiar. talk about a situation...

Well to be fair the odds have never been with Yuder. Any matter relating to his second gender in the previous game would make a statistician cry. Stuff that happened to him is weird even for people in-universe, even for him who knew the best when it comes to awakeners. Whatever can make this happen I guess 😭😭

What a fun AU. Kishiar prides himself a lot in his preparedness for basically everything so his reaction this totally unplanned child in this literal 0% chances case would be… hard to imagine? I guess it’s because a totally taken aback Kishiar isn’t something we have ever seen Born Leader Genius Strategist Masterplanner Kishiar La Orr like. It’s kinda great that this guy would be dead by this point because I don’t think I can physically come up with a reaction of his.

Alternatively, at this point in time Yudrein is… pretty young, inexperienced and just tends to not realize how fucked his situation can be (like in the aftermath of his 2nd gender manifestation where he kinda thought that it wasn’t that deep and his abilities weren’t impaired so it’s kinda just a weird situation? he kinda didn’t gaf.) And then he just didn’t understand why Kishiar felt genuinely so bad about it every time they were together because “being tied down to a him, a commoner, surely can’t be this bad. he can just act like this incident never happened.” He struggles to see the bigger picture and even now says that even if he had known of Kishiar’s circumstances, he probably still would’ve thought the same. So like if Kishiar was alive and Yuder had discovered about the pregnancy on his own, would he have told him? Not sure.

Well since the guy is dead, Yuder killed him, and this event effectively buried the rumors about them, so Katchian would probably not freak out about the child being possibly Kishiar’s. I will be honest and say that I don’t fully feel like I get Katchian’s character, but i think that if he knew he would just see this child as a weakness of Yudrein’s to exploit. Something he can hold over his head the same way he does with Kishiar’s murder I guess? Anything you can weaponize towards the strongest awakened. If that kid has features too reminiscent of Kishiar (the La Orr genes are crazy 💔) it is kind of another story. This could be a whole other post. I’m not typing allat. It’d be way easier for Yudrein if he didn’t know.

Since Yuder tends to treat with Kishiar’s teachings as the word of God, and with how serious he was about getting his priorities straight, (and the fact that he would die before let’s go of anything relating to Kishiar) if he did see that child as a priority he would definitely... try to raise that child? It’s not like the child would hold out for long, im pretty sure that they’d die under the age of like 2 from what we know of the setting. He realistically can not be a present parent (duty obliges) and would be seemingly emotionally distant (not on purpose, it's really just how he is) and he kinda sucks at communicating and showing affection, even more so than 2nd TL Yuder does. honestly this guy had 15 layers of trauma to unpack making him a parent would be high-key insane but I kinda live for that. Sure.

I guess this is kind of where having Enon by his side would help. Welp.

How it’d impact the 2nd TL… our Yuder would definitely not be so confident as a “the odds are low” warrior anymore (still don’t know what makes him confident when any matters related to his second gender is a statistical nightmare, but that’s besides the point). I believe they wouldn’t spend their heats like they do nowadays, and Yuder would be more careful when it comes to them having sex too, dropping the “don’t pull out I won’t get pregnant anyway” look on this situation.

This is kinda where I admit that I have no idea how the hell an au like this would work out. What the hell. I suck when it comes to topics related to the omegaverse. No conclusion to this.

[rinamars]

let me set the scene: it's a warm september afternoon, you've just finished moving your stuff in erwin's apartment and you're basking in the realization that the two of you now share a home. erwin's own excitement perfectly matches yours.

in other words, you make love.

(under the cut: ome passionate sex on the couch with a side of cockwarming ok enjoy. those who have read chapter 18 of stbn may find it familiar)

The way Erwin’s eyes darkened almost melted you on the spot. Without uttering a word, he took the hand you were teasing him with and brought it to his lips. His mouth was warm when he kissed it.

“How about I kiss you here?”

You released a shaky whimper.

Slowly, he kissed his way up your arm, lingering on every inch of skin his lips landed on. And you… you were already a mess.

“Mm-hmm.” You had already forgotten what you were answering.

He gently pushed the strap of your dress off your shoulder, before moving your lips on that spot next.

“You smell so sweet here, darling,” he whispered so dangerously close to your ear. Then, he bit your earlobe, and you whimpered louder than before. Thank god I didn’t put on any earrings today. “Hmm, yes.”

“Erwin,” you sighed, gripping his shirt almost without noticing.

“Yes, my love?” He bit your earlobe again. Your ears were ringing.

“Just kiss me.”

He brushed his lips against your jaw next, a spot that always drove you crazy. You clenched desperately around nothing.

“Where do you want me to kiss you?”

“Fuck. My mouth, come on.”

He just loved teasing you. He loved testing your patience. He kissed the corner of your mouth, and laughed softly when he heard you whine.

When he finally kissed you where you wanted him to, you leaned into him as if he’d finally allowed you to breathe. You gripped both sides of his face and he deepened the kiss, explored your mouth.

“Took you long enough,” you sighed afterwards, tilting your head back when he moved back to your neck.

“You’re just too lovely when you get all needy,” he teased you. “I can’t help myself.”

“You’re mean.”

“Straddle me,” he instructed.

And straddle him you did.

“Good girl.”

“Tell me again,” you insisted, looking down at him. His cheeks were vaguely flushed, and his lips were red and swollen from all the kissing. “Please.”

His request made him smile again, more deviously than usual. He pulled you closer to him again.

“You’re my good girl,” he whispered in your ear. In the meantime, he’d pulled the other strap of the dress off your shoulder. “So sweet. So pretty. Tell me what you want, my love, tell me and I’ll do it. I’ll do anything you want.”

“You. Inside me.” You gulped down the saliva that filled your mouth; it was a tad too early to be drooling. “Nowhere else. Inside me.”

The position you were in didn’t make things easy, but he somehow managed to pull himself out of his trousers and slide your panties off your legs, throwing them somewhere on the floor. A mere handful of seconds later, he was working his fingers inside of you, while you were stroking his length to full hardness. His precum and your wetness were dampening the sundress you still had on, but you couldn’t care less at that moment. You could focus on the mess you were making after you’d slid down his cock. That was your top priority.

“Now,” you whimpered. “Now. Do it now.”

“We’re forgetting a little something, darling,” he chuckled softly, somehow managing to reach into his pocket to pull out a tiny square packet. You snorted.

“Did you just—conjure a condom out of thin air?”

He smiled. “I took one from the box earlier. I knew it would come in handy.”

“Well, hurry up then! Put it on.”

“Right away.”

He struggled to take his hazy eyes off you as he rolled the condom down his cock, before gripping himself with one hand and helping you raise your hips with the other, lining himself up.

“Slowly,” he murmured. He choked out a moan when the tip slid inside. “Oh-h. Yes. There you go. Slowly.”

“Erwin,” you moaned. “Oh my god.”

“I know.” He was already panting. “Oh, sweetheart, I know. Just like that. Slowly—we don’t need to rush. We have all the time in the world.”

You dropped your head on his shoulder. The muscles of your thighs were starting to hurt, and you wanted nothing more than to sink down on him all the way.

“You’re so big. You’re so fucking big.”

“You can take me, darling,” he cooed, kissing your temple. “You’ve taken me plenty of times before, haven’t you? We can make it fit.”

“Oh—Erwin—”

“Just a little more. Sink down slowly. Yes—oh, yes.”

When you felt the warmth of his thighs against your ass, you finally relaxed your muscles and let out a moan, enjoying the way that stretch was going from vaguely painful to excruciatingly pleasurable.

“Don’t—d-don’t move yet.”

“Are you okay?” he immediately asked you. “Does it hurt?”

“N-No,” you shook your head. “Can we just… stay like this for a bit?”

“Oh?” His arms tightened around you, pulling you closer to his body. “Of course, darling. Of course. Oh, you feel incredible.”

Your body was urging you to move, but, in a way, sitting there like that was making the whole experience a lot more enthralling. That way, you could focus on all of the lovely sounds that were pouring out of his mouth, especially when you tightened around him to stop yourself from rocking your hips.

“There you go,” he sighed, his hands sliding underneath your sundress to grab your ass. “I told you you could take me. You’re doing so well.”

“You feel—you feel so good.” You were still panting against his neck. “So good. So good.”

“I was made to be inside you,” he whispered. He somehow pressed inside you even further, and you shivered, hips twitching. “To feel you like this. I could have slipped right in, hmm? You could have taken me in one go. You really needed this, didn’t you?”

“Mm-hmm—yes!”

“Oh, and I needed this too, I needed you too. Can you feel how hard I am for you, my love?” With his hands still on your ass, he was grinding up into you again, making you feel him even more. “Look at me, let me see you.”

You managed to lift your head from the crook of his neck, and you were met with the loveliest of sights. Erwin, your Erwin, smiling in ecstasy from the pleasure of simply being inside you. It was getting increasingly harder to stay still, but you wanted to savour this.

“If I get to greet you like this every day after work,” he continued, his smooth, honeyed voice driving you absolutely wild, “if I get to sink into you every night, I can consider myself the luckiest man alive.”

“You’re so sweet,” he praised you. “The sweetest—hah—”

“Please—please do. Take me—every night.”

It seemed Erwin was losing himself in the moment just as much as you were, already pushing up into you in tiny little thrusts. He was trying to stay still because you’d asked him to, but he was quickly getting impatient. And you weren’t faring much better.

“Erwin,” you begged, brushing your lips against his, “I want to—”

“Yes?” he panted. “Yes, darling, tell me.”

The room was hot, the items of clothing still between your bodies soaked in sweat. Maybe getting rid of those annoying garments would have been the sensibile thing to do, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not in the slightest. With difficulty, you raised your hips a bit, partially sliding off him, and his groan echoed in the room.

“Yes, yes,” he repeated frantically. “Go on, sweetheart. Ride me.”

All of that buildup had brought you to that exact moment. The friction when you sank back down on him made you both cry out in relief, and then it was like your hips moved of their own accord. He helped you set the pace, his hands holding onto your sides for dear life.

“There you go,” he cooed. “Oh, keep moving just like that.”

You opened your eyes—you hadn’t even noticed you’d closed them—and <em>oh</em>, you just couldn’t help yourself when you saw the way his face was twisted in ecstasy, a vague smile gracing his lips. It was already building up inside you. You rocked your hips faster.

“Erwin,” you moaned, not caring about the volume of your voice. “Fuck, I love this.”

“Say my name again,” he ordered.

“E-Erwin!”

You were pretty sure he’d leave marks on your hips from how tight he was gripping you.

“Again.”

“Erwin—Erwin!”

He started snapping his hips up from under you, his pace quick and ruthless.

“I’m—I’m almost there. Are you—” he paused to catch his breath— “are you close?”

You’d dropped your head in the crook of his neck again. “Yes. Yes, I’m—oh—”

You were surrounded by him, full of him in any way you could, and you loved, loved, loved it. He was all you could see, feel, hear, smell. There was nowhere else you’d rather be.

You came undone, letting him know by clenching helplessly around him and pouring a litany of gasps onto his skin, and you immediately felt him follow suit.

You wished you could really feel it as it happened. With nothing between you.

One day, maybe.

Utterly spent, Erwin relaxed against the backrest of the couch with a sigh, and you slumped on top of him. You almost couldn’t feel your legs anymore.

“Housewarming,” you whispered, still catching your breath.

His laughter filled the room.

“We’ve warmed the house up, alright.”

from chapter 18 of my fic so terrified by nothing eheh

[imthepunchlord]

Is there anything the show could do to make you go back to watching it?

I... don't really know.

Show wise, ML isn't really for me anymore. I realized that s2 which is why I stopped after it, and only checked out a handful of eps afterward that I was intrigued with enough to see. But everything about it just leaves a sour taste in my mouth and it's just unpleasant.

The ship that is the center stage of the show and is going to get the most priority, I don't like. Why watch a show that's going to heavily focus and care about this ship I do not like. I haven't genuinely liked this ship with no grievances since s1.

The characters are unlikable or it's just unpleasant to watch them.

Character relationships are just a joke or non existent. I can't say anyone in this show are actual friends. There's nothing enjoyable in how characters work off each other, not in a long time.

The hero designs are boring and basic or ugly. Worst offenders are for the girls and whatever the heck Gabriel has going on when he unifies with more than one Miraculous.

The lore is incredibly lacking or confusing.

The writing makes weird choices I don't like or agree with. Some of which goes into really icky territory and I got to wonder wtf are they thinking.

The clear bias and toxic messages are irritating.

Powers are all over the place, are frustrating, or are confusing.

The kwamis, which easily could've been the most fascinating part of the show, are just disappointing and easy to cut out. Heck, they actually get the least amount of content. I search up a specific kwami to look at fanart and I just get the holders.

Even if I hear that s6 is really good, I don't know if I would want to watch it. S6 is going to work off the mess that is the prior 5 seasons. A lot of which did stuff I don't like.

And this show would make me so mad and frustrated I had to step away a good few times.

At this point, my only enjoyment with ML is just thinking of ideas and exploring them. One of the big frustrations is that this concept is just so full of potential and it's so easy to get creative and experimental with it, and what we got was their lazy slop. And it's really that frustration that just keeps reeling me back.

If I was to come back to ML the show, I would wait for a reboot personally. I would be more open to watching it rebooted. I want this current version of it to just stop. Cease to be. Try again with a fresh start, a more defined vision, and have some actual consistency.

[asfateentertwines]

idk if you like this ship, but Nocorro headcanons?

Hi sorry for the delay, I went on a Nocorro tail spin for this

Neteyam hides his feelings for Spider when they're young because he is worried about his moms feelings but has always been gentle with him and secretly enjoyed his company

They got along but just weren't overly close

Spider always was jealous of Neteyam for being everything he couldn't be - Na'vi, loved, strong, respected, etc. But always admired him just as much

Their relationship would start secret - on the downlow for the sake of their own anxieties - and would start due to their common denominator - Lo'ak

As his big brother and his best friend respectively, they always seemed to be the ones at the end of his messes. For Neteyam, it was cleaning them up or talking him out of it and for Spider, it was tagging along before inevitably just trying to keep them both alive

It's my thought that Lo'ak is the one that considers Spider's humanity the least and sees him the most as just Spider, even moreso than Kiri, and so he accidentally gets him hurt a fair amount - hence, Neteyam has to patch him up

This time is where they bond a lot - venting, mocking one another, but also eventually devolving into the fear, insecurity, etc they each feel

They would be the couple that goes through all of the 'new' stuff (i.e the awkward and honeymoon phases) by themselves while no one knows yet about their relationship so that by the time they get together publicly, everyone thinks of them as the old married couple of sorts

They equal one another out in a lot of ways and meet one another's insecurities - each is everything the other wants with the added consequences they didn't see coming

While it takes vulnerability that neither is prepared for, they come to be the same space for one another they each need and become a big part in one another's healing

They're both emotional protectors to the other as no one ever filled the roles for them and for once, they both get to be someone's priority

Its the story of the oldest son and forgotten child

They're two sides of the same beat up coin

Neteyam is protective and takes after his mom in being a guardian but is more reserved and takes social cues into account - he is aware of his mates vulnerability and protects in a lot like how his parents do - meanwhile, Spider is just fucking feral

It takes a long time to teach Spider that he can't just go in like he has nothing to lose - there's a lot of self-worth arguments

However, this comes to head with neither being sure where they stand to announce the relationship. I imagine it wouldn't come out until it had to

in canon, this is the RDA capturing Spider

The RDA taking Spider is what ends with their relationship becoming public

Neteyam has to see his parents as mortal and imperfect while Spider is faced with the doubts on his self-worth and position in the family

Neither knows how to proceed but they fight like hell with something more to fight for than the original canon offers

Neteyam loses it when Spider is taken, he goes feral, fighting with all of Neytiri's spirit, and relies heavily on his parents and the childish belief that they can somehow fix it

I don't think he would realize there's no fixing it until they're with the Metkayina and Ao'nung is courting him

He would lose it, acting more and more like Lo'ak while being lost in his own internal whirlpool of self-doubts and questioning

If war didn't make him grow up then this does

He doesn't think he'll get Spider back until he sees him on the deck but at this point, he's just blindly following Jake - he's unanchored and confused and it is still Lo'ak who ultimately is the reason Spider comes home

As for his fate, I think Spider would have been closer to him. Neteyam would have grabbed him on instinct and been ducking lower to guard the more vulnerable of the two and missed the shot

Them getting home is like recovering from a breakup though

Spider spent the months more convinced than ever that he is unwanted and left astray

But he is also more aware of the emotional manipulation and more at peace with his dynamic with the Sullys so Quaritch doesn't have as much success with him

Despite his doubts festering, it's a sort of resignation that the things they felt for him isn't enough - not that they don't exist

Neteyam would have given him hope that he is a part of the family and made him feel something worth cherishing

Then the RDA comes and it's the resignation that everything is over and he's not going home

He's a lot more grim here

But the upside is that Nocorro is a lot of healing

They're with the Metkayina and helping one another remember their value - Spider in the family and Neteyam as his own person

They both need to be reminded that they're worthy of loving and that's what the months following ATWOW is filled with

Consequently, it's also how the duo become legitimate threats to the RDA

The protective rage they both feel with what was taken from them means they're ruthless - they become a lot more empowered to protect their homes and focus on building some place safe for their family

Ultimately they are a very love and family driven couple with the other slowly becoming their other half, they operate like an extension of themselves with a level of understanding no one else would have

Post-war would take a long time for them to settle but I think they both have similar desires again in just having a loving, safe place for their family to grow and to heal together

Honestly this couple is just very soft and very old married couple, like think the gays from The Last of Us that die together bro

[jacksfandomrandom]

How Eve Became Steve: Chapter 2

Summary: Vicky has some explaining to do

When Vicky woke up again, he found himself in an unfamiliar bedroom on a plush and comfortable bed. He knew that this wasn’t the dorms anymore. Mainly because their beds were barely comfortable at all. What was even more strange was that he couldn’t see out of his left eye. Something was covering it. He tried to get up but was right away attacked with a burst of pain shooting up his back. 

“Aagh!” He cried.

His little burst of pain had caused footsteps to start rushing towards him. He wanted to hide but couldn’t move. The door opened and the kind blond man from before stood in the doorway. He saw Vicky trying to get up and rushed over.

“Hey, hey, don’t try to move just yet,” Charlie walked over to his side with a couple of flying goats following behind him.

“Wh-why should I trust you?!” Vicky tried to rebut. This was hell, what if he tried to kill him or assault him?!

“Because I patched up all your injuries even though you’re literally an exorcist angel?” Charlie replied. Victor was about to say something but cut himself off. He was right. Why would someone patch him up just to end up killing him? That would be a waste of bandages and cleaning supplies.

“I… I guess you’re right…” He mumbled.

“Great! Now, I think you’ve bled through the gauze. Mind if I change your bandages?” Charles asked. That’s when Vicky realized that there were bandages on his back. These weren’t like the ones he would try to hide his chest with either. They actually had gauze and everything. But in order to even wrap them that would mean Charlie had seen his chest…

“Y-you bandaged my back?!” He yelled, a little angry.

“Yeah, it was a bloody mess! I wasn’t just gonna let you bleed to death!” The prince yelled back. The idea that Charlie now knew he wasn’t a real boy and he couldn’t start a new made him just get more upset. He didn’t mean to sound angry. His tone just tended to sound mad whenever he was overwhelmed or panicking.

“You saw my-!” Victor quickly cut himself off and quickly covered his mouth once realizing what he was about to say

“What? Your chest?” he said back with a more softer tone. Vicky wanted to yell again, but just didn’t have the energy. He felt like crying. With Charlie being so straightforward about it, it just made the situation feel much more big and made his anxiety grow. So he pulled his knees to his chest and hid his face before nodding. Charlie sighed and sat next to him. The angel looked to be more upset about him seeing it, not even the idea that he could’ve abused them. His priorities were a little mixed up but Charlie had an idea as to why.

“Victor… Are you… trans? Like, a boy born in the wrong body?” He asked, putting a comforting hand on his shoulder. Vicky took another deep breath to try and stop himself from going into an anxiety attack, and nodded slowly, still hiding his face. 

“Was why I fell…” He mumbled very quietly, his voice cracking as a few tears leaked out. 

Charlie couldn’t say he was shocked. It was something that was pretty typical of heaven to do. But by the looks of it, it seemed like the angel had just come out. Like he didn’t even have anytime to start to socially transition. 

“I- I just wanted to tell my friend. I thought ‘Maybe she’ll accept me and give me a boy’s haircut’ but I was wrong. She… She stabbed my eye out and ripped off my wings in front of everyone…called me a sinful tranny,” Vicky started to softly sob as he recalled and processed everything that happened. He had no friends now, no family. All of his stuff was left in heaven, he couldn’t fly anymore or see out of his left eye. His life turned to shit all in 32 hours.

“Victor… I am so sorry,” Charlie wrapped his arms around him, avoiding the back injuries and gave him a hug.

He sobbed into Charlie’s arms, getting snot and tears all over his white dress shirt. After a while, he seemed to have calmed down a little and was now just sniffling as he wiped away stray tears. It felt a little strange, getting comforted by someone who was practically a stranger, but fuck, he really needed that hug. 

“Alright, now that you’re calm, how about I give you a haircut and you can take a bath before I give you some new bandages?” Charlie suggested, pulling away from the hug. Victor looked up at him and smiled, his eyes filled with hope and gratitude. 

Charlie carefully picked him and carried him to the bathroom. He set Vicky down on a stool and handed him a magazine to pick out the style he wanted, while he grabbed the hair cutting kit.

“My apologies for the genre of magazine. Most of hell’s media is sex stuff. But I’m sure there’s a few hair styles you’d like in there,” He said while rummaging through the cabinet.

“Huh, there seems to be a page ripped out in the ‘sexiest men’ award section…” Vicky said, teasingly. Charlie blushed madly and hid his face. Suddenly, Victor laughed. It was a small giggle but it was so adorable that Charlie couldn’t help himself from smiling too.

Once Charlie got out the hair cutting kit, Victor picked out a style. The reference was a picture of a man with the right side of his head shaved and the left side was a medium length that went over his eye.

“Can I have this one? but I don’t want this side to be shaved, just shorter than it is now” He pointed to the picture.

“Yeah, I can do that! It looks pretty easy,” Charlie exclaimed, putting a towel over his shoulders and picking up the scissors.

It didn’t take too long but when it was done, Vicky practically cried out of happiness. He actually looked somewhat like a boy! His hair was short and looked so boyish! He loved it! He ran his hands through the choppy short hair and almost flapped his hands from joy. He controlled it though, not wanting to seem like a freak in front of the one person who seemed to care.

“Thank you so much, Charlie. You have no idea how much this means to me,” Victor said, giving him a hug from the stool.

“Hey, It’s no problem. I love to help out. Now, do you need help with the bath?” Charlie asked.

“No, I think I should be good.” 

“Alright. Well, when you get out, just tell me and I’ll come help with the bandages, okay?” He got out a towel and swept the floor a little. Vicky nodded and Charlie soon left. For the first time in a long time, Vicky somewhat liked his experience. Maybe falling wasn’t so bad after all.

[lazaruspiss]

recently realized that dick had a relationships with all three of his rapists beyond one incident, like he lived with liu and eddie for a while, mirage posed as kori for an extended period of time and we really have no way of knowing how long he was with catalina, this creates a pattern of people that he knows betraying him and using him for their own gratification

which makes me think of his relationships with his family and friends rn, if one of them started crossing boundaries would he accept it? would he even have expected it? if babs didn’t hear him say wait one night would he know that it’s a mistake or would he think “ah, you too?”

like he loves his family and trusts them with his life but I don’t think he can trust them not to hurt him and that includes sexually, part of it is the constant paranoia that comes with being a vigilante for almost two decades and part of it is unprocessed trama but thinking anyone could start to abuse him probably isn’t good for his health or for his relationships lmao

oh for sure for sure!! im also fairly convinced dick would struggle seeing any of those incidents as rape. the liu incident doesn't meet the proper legal qualifications, he was at times blamed by his own team for what happened with mirage, and so much plays into the situation with catalina that im not sure he'd even be able to process it at all. the murder takes priority, and he'd see it more through a lense of him failing to save cat than him being assaulted.

dick wouldn't /want/ to have been assaulted, so i don't think he'd categorize any of that as rape. if others cross boundaries, he might justify/minimize it out of habit. less that he thinks anyone could/would abuse him, and more that he would never recognize harm done to him as abuse.

(some notes for those without context on some of the stuff being referred to!)

liu and eddie: there's a storyline in which dick runs away at 16 (or as he puts it, one month short of 17) and lives on his own. by which i mean, most likely homeless. he works as a dishwasher iirc. one day, his coworker recommends these people who take in teenaged runaways and offers them a place to stay. it's functionally a gang that uses cult recruitment tactics to manipulate teenagers into doing their bidding. the /they/ being liu and eddie. dick is just another kid, and doesnt realize what they're doing until he's already pretty deep in it. there's a fair amount of bonding and attachment, with liu and eddie showing him favoritism and singling him out in a way that makes them his primary support network. eventually this all leads to a sexual encounter between dick and liu. something worth noting: the age of consent in new jersey (where gotham is and where this story is set) is 16, and as it was a technically consensual encounter it is incredibly unlikely for it to be legally classified as rape/sexual assault.

mirage: ok imma be real u gotta ask someone else for this one. or maybe read the actual comics bc tumblr is a mess when looking for actually useful info.

catalina: ok!! ok... from my understanding there was originally going to be a full plotline about dick being in an abusive relationship with catalina, but it was rushed/cut short so that DC could put nightwing in a batman crossover event. classic. but dick had already been trying to mentor catalina for a decent while before she started abusing him. tried to /mentor/ her. her hurting him? to dick, it would likely feel like a reflection on him. that /he/ must have fucked up for her to end up doing something like that. it's left somewhat vague, but we don't have any reason to not believe cat continued to sexually abuse dick off page. we see her get him drunk and try to get him to sign marriage documents, she wants to /possess/ him. dick is incredibly dissociative throughout the aftermath, up until DC needed to force him out of his own story arc to hold daddy bat's hand. sorry lol

[iridescentoracle]

Hello! I am here to ask about your Dior headcanons re: the political cohesion of Doriath. 👀

Oh man, I didn't expect anyone to actually take me up on that!

(Okay so I got partway into writing this and then realized I should probably note up front that I tend to stick to the Silm (& LOTR/the Hobbit where applicable, but they... aren't, here) as the most authoritative version of canon, and I can get into why and where the nuances/exceptions are there (I do say tend to stick, it's not hard and fast!), but that's mostly a side note here: the point is simply that I don't really factor other drafts or the poetic Leithian into my take on Doriath, Thingol, Dior, etc, just what we're told in the actual Silm. I also read the Silm as an in-universe history text compiled by in-universe scholars, who, being people, are going to have their own biases and blind spots, even when they're doing their best to be accurate!)

So, this is a two-part thing: #1, there's the political cohesion of Doriath before & at the time of Thingol's death, which i talked about in the tags of the post that prompted this ask but is kind of necessary as context for the Dior part to make sense, and #2, there's the actual Dior headcanons. Both of these parts are very long because I've never really seen anyone else suggest any of this stuff and I want to explain where I'm coming from thoroughly enough that it actually makes sense to people who aren't me, but the TL;DRs:

TL;DR 1: I think Doriath was probably a hot mess politically after Thingol died, with tensions between various groups of Sindar and Laiquendi in the leadup to Thingol's death & Melian's departure, and more political tensions afterwards between those who wanted Beren & Lúthien to come be the new rulers, and those who thought they should stay gone, with someone still in Doriath taking over.

TL;DR 2: I think Dior became Eluchil, potentially at the request of some portion of the Iathrim, hoping to help prevent Doriath from devolving into civil war, and saw dealing with the Silmaril-Fëanorioni situation as a lower priority than stabilizing Doriath's internal political situation until it was too late.

1. The political cohesion (or rather, lack thereof) in Doriath prior to Thingol's death

So, okay, the thing about Doriath is that we don't actually have any real idea of like... how much the Iathrim liked being the Iathrim? We're never told about any intra-Iathrim conflict, but a) the Silm was probably compiled mostly by surviving Gondolindrim or their descendants, so they wouldn't know about anything liike that unless surviving Iathrim told them, and after the Second Kinslaying I don't imagine many Iathrim would've been eager to talk about how things had actually been tense/messy/etc when they could remember everything as having been perfect until it was ruined by the Fëanorionrim, and doubly so after the Third Kinslaying, so why would anything like that make it into the Silm?

and b) what we do know about Doriath is that it wasn't really Doriath as we know it until Morgoth came back to Middle-earth, and everything went to hell.

At the start of the first age, you suddenly get Doriath (the fenced land!) being the one protected area of a continent that used to be totally free and open. How many Sindar actually didn't particularly care for Thingol's style of leadership, or simply preferred to live nomadic lives, going basically wherever they pleased, until suddenly that wasn't safe anymore, and you were only guaranteed survival if you were close enough to Menegroth to be within the Girdle when it went up? ditto how many Laiquendi had no interest in swearing loyalty to Thingol right after their own king had just been killed, but again, made it to safety and stayed there over taking their chances on their own in the outside world? (None of this is meant as any insult to Thingol himself, by the way; he can have been a good king who did his best for his people and still rubbed some of his new subjects-by-necessity the wrong way, through no fault of his own or theirs.)

I think it's entirely possible that there were always potential political tensions under the surface in Doriath that just... never got written about, because they never boiled over into actual political conflict, and so it was never the sort of tension that had any bearing on the historical record.

Except then Beren & Lúthien happen to the world, and a few years later the Narn, and in the blink of an eye suddenly the only king Doriath has ever had is dead, and the only queen Doriath has ever had is gone and the Girdle with her—and more than that, the only rulers the Sindar had ever had for three thousand years before Doriath existed.

And where a few years earlier I think the Iathrim would probably have turned pretty universally to Lúthien, now she's abandoned them for her human husband—and while she's my favorite character in the entire legendarium hands-down and I don't blame her, I think that's another place there might have actually been some very mixed feelings among the Iathrim that nobody wanted to admit to later because how could anyone have been upset with Lúthien—and on top of her abandoning them for him, I think it's extremely probable most of Doriath did not actually get over their xenophobia about humans in general or Beren in specific when Thingol did (we know for sure at least some of Doriath didn't, cf. Saeros insulting Túrin's mother & sister to his face), but again, who's going to admit to having had a grudge against the holy couple of Middle-earth after the fact, you know?

Conversely, there could've been a sizeable faction of Sindar who had been totally loyal to Thingol until everything happened with Beren & Lúthien, but who found his actions towards them and/or Finrod to be where they drew the line, and while (unlike B&L themselves) that faction stayed in Doriath, there could've been a new, additional tension on that front.

Finally, for all we know there were multiple factions within the Laiquendi of Doriath, with political tensions stretching back to before their king died, rooted in who-even-knows!

2. Dior

All of that, of course, sets up a very, very messy political situation for Dior to walk into.

The Doriath stuff is arguably more speculation than actual headcanon, but here's where the unambiguous headcanons come in: I don't think "Dior Eluchil set himself to raise anew the glory of the kingdom of Doriath." Obviously that's how it got written down, but bluntly, I can't see Beren and Lúthien having a kid that stupid or, like, power-hungry and arrogant?

What I can see is a situation where the messenger that brought word of Thingol's death and Melian's departure asked Beren & Lúthien to come take over as the new king and queen, we promise we're not mad about you leaving and we won't be xenophobic to your husband anymore we swear it's fine now pretty please, Beren & Lúthien said no, and the messenger either asked Dior as a second choice, or said "okay fine none of that was actually true but Doriath is falling apart and we need a leader ASAP and there's about eight different contenders* (mostly kinsmen of Thingol or Laiquendi) being backed by various factions and it's going to devolve into civil war any minute so if you care at all—" and Dior said "would I do?"

(* Ask me about my Galadriel headcanon)

I don't think Dior necessarily wanted to be king of Doriath, and I don't think he saw the throne as his birthright or anything like that; I don't think anyone involved, from Thingol to Lúthien to Dior himself, ever considered the possibility of Thingol dying and needing an heir! I think it's possible he was asked, or at most that he offered, and either way, I think he saw becoming king as taking on a responsibility for the sake of others.

(Which, like, "well here's a potentially impossible task that I'm going to take up even though probably no one thinks I'm actually capable of it, but it's my duty to help others as best I can" sure does sound to me like an attitude one might develop when raised by Lúthien "I kicked Sauron's ass cast a sleep spell on Morgoth and persuaded the Valar to find a loophole in the fabric of reality" Tinuviel and Beren "I stayed by my father's side as an outlaw to give my mother time to lead the rest of our people away hopefully to safety knowing I would never see her or any of them again (and then spent several years being a giant thorn in Morgoth's side for good measure)" Barahirion, where "apparently my grandpa I may or may not have ever met died, guess that makes me the king of a place i may or may not have ever been" does... not.)

I also think he either took on the epithet Eluchil, or was given it by whichever factions of the Iathrim accepted him as king, when he actually became king. Obviously he's going to be referred to as Dior Eluchil even before that in retrospect because that's how he's thought of later, but that doesn't mean it was actually a name he always had, you know?

The final thing is, I think if Dior essentially walked into a political situation five seconds from devolving into civil war, it makes his inaction regarding the Silmaril prior to the Second Kinslaying make more sense: the Fëanorioni have been sitting around doing nothing about the Silmaril in Doriath / with Beren & Lúthien this whole time, the letter saying "hey that's our Silmaril give it back now" is probably just a formality, and Dior's only been ruling for a couple years, there's still plenty of people dubious about whether he should be king at all, he might well be subject to at least some of whatever xenophobia remains about humans in Doriath, and in general all the work he's done on stabilizing the kingdom will absolutely come undone again if he screws up; he's trying to keep a kingdom from falling apart, the Silmaril thing can wait.

Of course, it wasn't a formality, and it couldn't wait, but why would Dior have known that?

[velvvetcat09]

it’s been a while since i just pour out my personal stuff so imma ramble for a bit

my way of coping with irl stuff has always been to indulge in side activities. either playing games, drawing, writing, going online, or watching vids/shows. it’s text book definition of having hobbies.

my creative hobbies need, surprise surprise, my creative drive; something that fluctuates between periods of time. my main source of creative drive is media obsession, i can’t really just draw something out of nowhere, which is why i’m not really into doing original art. while my hoarding mentality will never let me thrash any obsession that i’ve ever acquired, eventually it’ll simmer down. i guess to point out the process of me acquiring an obsession is: 1) consume a new media, 2) enjoy it to the point of consuming the fandom side, 3) create fanworks 4) buy merchs (official or not)

step 4 is not a necessity but step 3 is a pivotal point for me as a creative person. the moment i create something for it, that kind of seals the deal in a way. it becomes personal for me to the point of wanting to create for it. this fire, varies in sizes, whill eventually simmer down to step 2. at that point i return to lurking while focusing on my main tasks. the main thing that p much push me to this burnout is irls, at the end of the day, that’s still my main priority, and it definitely supersedes over my online presence. my sense of responsibility will always make me sacrifice my personal time, i’m not the kind of person who can selfishly enjoy my own things when there’s more important things to do, my own body won’t allow it, in a sense.

hence my sudden absence and then return on the internet. i try to maintain presense (mainly twitter bc for the past years, i’ve gained quite a significant amount of followers from the gintama fandom and kind of still have to maintain my status there), but to be honest, i’m mostly in my step 2 level of fandom engagement these days, i only have enough energy to lurk, i barely have enough braincells to come up with an answer of an ask.

my main comfort during this time is playing games while watching videos. i think multitasking is both a blessing and curse. it’s great being able to do multiple things at the same time but that also pushes your brain to not be satisfied doing one task alone. (though as i’m typing this, thinking maybe the culprit is my commitment issue, i think the main reason is my deep down feeling of not enough time, i cannot waste my time only doing one thing when i can do two things at the same time, i have to make the most of my leisure time; this is probably an unhealthy way of thinking but that’s another can of worm for another day)

this is a long ramble on how i haven’t been able to draw anything lately. not an excuse, but a way inside my mind and how it operates.

rambling like this is my form of therapy. this is p much my personal diary, in a lot of ways. tumblr really is a special place for me. i feel like i can truly be anonymous here, no ties to irls whatsoever. i can truly be open with my mind and heart. writing in here helps me sort out my tangled mess of a brain. i think writing out your ideas, thoughts, feelings, is always beneficial to anyone. you realize a lot of things with writing since for your writing to be able to be read by other, you need to make it presentable, cohesive enough as an essay for anyone to read out in the open. in the process you will have to correct your writing on the fly, you will definitely realize more things along the way. sometimes finding the answer to the question you didn’t even realize asking. this is a good exercise regardless.

anyway if you guys have any fuel to reignite my obsession back, feel free to send me those

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #83

The power is out at my house. It has been ridiculously windy all day today, which in and of itself is a very nice thing (I love the sound!). But where we live, there are a lot of trees, and when there's a lot of wind and a lot of trees, there's usually a lot of fallen branches. And sometimes those branches fall onto power lines, and it becomes a big huge mess.

Oh right; you might be wondering how we of my world generate power. We don't have mako; if our planet has any lifeguts to it (it probably doesn't), it's so far down underground that no one can get to it (which is probably a good thing, since corporations in my world are A LOT like Shinra in your world). My state produces electricity primarily by hydropower (using big bodies of water like rivers to spin great big turbines), wind power (using naturally-existing air currents to spin turbines), and natural gas (primarily comprised of methane, it is burned to generate electricity). Encouragingly, we are seeing more solar farms lately (the power at my house comes from a solar farm); solar farms are huge plots of land that have big panels angled towards the sun, and when the sun shines on the panels, somehow they produce electricity. I don't know enough about it to explain how it works. Sorry about that. But it's definitely a thing where I live.

The power at my house has been out since 11am. And it is currently 8:30pm. And there seems to be no sign of it getting fixed anytime soon.

M and I sleep with CPAPs. In my case, it's due to the fact that my lower jaw is a bit too small to hold all the soft tissue inside my face (one of my numerous genetic defects; oh well). If we don't sleep with a CPAP, the airways close up when we sleep, and then our bodies have to partially wake over and over and over again in the night so that we don't suffocate. Naturally, this interferes with a person's ability to sleep. Sleep is when the brain cleans itself of debris so that our neurons can fire properly.

So over time, the damage from disrupted sleep accumulates and manifests as hormonal issues, daytime sleepiness, and a variety of other nasty things like increased risk of stroke or heart attack. Left untreated, sleep apnea can seriously fuck a person up or even kill them. And the scary thing about it is that you can have it without even realizing it. M had it for years without realizing it, until I started sleeping next to him and noticed it. It's sneaky stuff.

Anyway, a CPAP needs electricity to work. The power loss is localized to our community, so everywhere else is fine. So M, J, and I ended up needing to book a hotel room for the night, which is inconvenient and annoying, but not terrible.

Sadly, though I found the HDMI ports for the TV in the hotel room, the little remote that it comes with doesn't allow for changing the input. So we cannot play on the PS5, which means we cannot continue to explore the second part of your story today. But that's all right. Maybe I'll cut some bitches in Salt and Sanctuary or something. I like to run around in that game cosplayed as Julian Devorak, destroying everything with either a great big hammer (which looks like a giant meat tenderizer) or a giant pair of scissors. I can think of no game more perfect to cosplay as him in; it's got crows, it's got wine, it's got salt (Nevivon, where he was raised, was famous for its salt), it's got gold coins, and it's got danger everywhere you look. Julian is very fond of ALL these things (though I wish he was not fond of some of these things; he's maybe a bit of a walking disaster, haha…).

On very rare occasions, I do stream Salt and Sanctuary, or whatever else catches my fancy. You can find it here, if you're interested:

…I really can't stress enough just how rare it is that I stream, though, because I have too many other priorities. For whatever that's worth.

In any case, we spent most of the day hanging out with Br. In the afternoon, we had a serious discussion, but it was a very good thing which ultimately led to the strengthening of our bond (strengthening the bond and developing a better understanding of one another are what discussions are for, after all!).

Then, as per the appointments we scheduled this morning in service to the safety of our little polyamorous family, J and I went over to a local pharmacy in the evening to begin getting HPV vaccines, just in case. Br is a new addition, so it's important that everyone be very safe. J and I probably should have gotten this set of vaccines much sooner in life to begin with, but it's better late than never. Being conscientious and straightforward about this stuff is extremely important, because in a polyamorous setting, failure to do otherwise is a huge safety hazard for everyone who is connected to one another in this way.

HPV is short for Human Papilloma Virus. Most strains are harmless, but a few of them cause cancer, and the most common means we have of protecting against most diseases in this context does not work against HPV. So it's better to get the vaccine. J and I will likely feel like garbage for the next couple of days, but that is the natural result of getting any vaccination, and it's a lot better than the potential alternatives; conventional wisdom says that cancer of the orifices is not a fun time, and I'm very inclined to take this bit of conventional wisdom very seriously. It'll be 6 months before we are fully inoculated, but it's well worth the wait. After that, everyone will be fully screened for any sort of infection, and once that's done, everything will be good to go! I'm excited!

While at the pharmacy, one of the workers recognized one of the items I carried around. He seemed very excited, and he showed me one of his favorite items (an adorable soft plush! it was wonderful!). So we exchanged contact information. Hopefully we can become friends. But I recognize that I might end up being a little too weird for his tastes in a variety of respects, haha… That'll be disappointing if that happens. But ya know… I can relate to what Aerith said at Cosmo Canyon; I've never been and never will be "normal". But there are people around who love me nonetheless for some reason, so I suppose I might as well embrace it, right? Being abnormal is really not so bad most of the time.

I'm gonna go cut up some zombies with my giant pair of scissors now. But I've not played in a while, so I'm likely more than a little rusty. Wish me luck, yeah?

…Oh!!! Actually, J figured out how to get the PS5 to work on the hotel TV!! So now we can continue your story! Yay! Oh but, ya know? Do let me know if you wanna watch me play something on Twitch sometime. Impossible, I know. I know. But I'll extend the invitation just in case. Why not. Can't hurt anything to try, right?

I love you and I'll write to you again tomorrow. Please be safe. Don't do anything stupid to get yourself killed or get yourself stuck in some weird void where no one can reach you ever again. Please. Because you'd be amazed at the sheer number of people in my world who would do just about anything to spend an ordinary and wholesome bit of time with you - eating sushi, or listening to music, or resting outside with a book and some windchimes. Please stay safe so that you can experience things such as what I've described with people who know and love you.

Your friend, Lumine

[impossible-rat-babies]

veilguard endgame spoilers + general plot stuff:

I’m thinking about stuff I’m adjusting for my own canon, esp in regards to the well of sorrows + Darva’s involvement in the affairs. he doesn’t stay in the south, first of all. (considering there is a strong network of people + forces and they are well unified to work against the aggressive blight. plus all things considered I do feel as if the blight is most aggressive in northern Thedas. there are issues down south, but not to the extent the game describes.)

Beyond that, he has priorities up in the north dealing w solas + Dorian and the shadow dragons being there, along with Arlathan.

still kinda workshopping it, but after the Inquisiton and when Morrigan rejects flemeth, the memories of Mythal—since they are not given to the unwilling—are given to darva instead. (he had long since accepted what drinking from the well would give him, whether it was in that instance, or some point later down the line). That isn’t to say Morrigan is absent from the plot, but she’s much more in line with just having this great magical knowledge, and still…figuring out how to live her life without the constraints of her mother. Still wrestling internally with feeling as if she gave over a burden to darva without either of them realizing what would come of that. she’s still caught up in obligations and purpose for her life that Flemeth instilled in her—breaking the cycle of abuse, even if it has taken years.

(side note: I think she visits Denerim as often as she can, just to visit the statue of ethalia. she misses her friend dearly, and has come to understand her choice to not take Morrigan’s bargain. eth would see Morrigan make her own choices, even at the cost of her own life.)

anyway, darva becomes the bearer of this…mess of memories and spirit that is Mythal after these many long years passing from body to body. beyond the sense of her existence within him + the memories, he does carry some magical talent as a result of the almost possession like quality of Mythal. Haven’t ponder the extent of it beyond that he most often uses it to make wisps of light, and channel the magic into an ephemeral prosthetic that he channels the magic through. Mythal’s influence has staved off the worst of the disease plaguing his body, but it persists nevertheless.

He’s much more present in the events of veilguard—setting aside what he does in Minrathous—and how so I’m. unsure of at the moment.

he doesn’t have dominion over the crossroads, but there are Eluvians that open to him + he can venture the fade with some ease. He does show Eshka the shattered library he encountered in trespasser. a part of the ancient world that is both sundered and not—lost and yet it still lives on. its not to garner her sympathy towards solas, but rather to show her some small part of why he aches to return things to how they were. To help her grasp at the magnitude of the situation.

(side note: pondering the difference between eshka and darva when it comes to solas is that darva…still holds some love and respect towards solas because of their history. the two of them know the same man, and yet they know two different men. you know?)

still undecided on how it changes the ending. solas does still stab eshka though—that gets to stay.

[phoebepheebsphibs]

*slides back into your ask box*

Sorry to bother you again- You're just the only person I know of who has Draxum knowledge I can ask stuff to (also you're just fun to talk to) I've run into a problem where I can't quite figure out how pre-reformation-Draxum would actually treat one of his creations if he got to keep one. A lot of people immediately assume he would have been horribly abusive, but based on how he treats the goyles, I don't think he'd be as abusive as everyone seems to think. I'm asking, because I keep trying to write flashback scenes/backstory for my OC, but whenever I do, it doesn't feel right to write him as entirely uncaring about his creation. Originally, what it was going to be was that; Since mutating the turtles didn't work out because of Lou Jitsu as a variable, he uses himself as the supplier of DNA to mutate with instead. He sends his perfectly capable henchgoyles to go find him a formidable animal he can mutate into the perfect warrior. However, what they end up bringing him is an abandoned newborn kitten. (Likely because they couldn't get their hands on anything more dangerous, or they legitimately thought an alley cat would work) The developing problem is that the kitten had gotten sick soon after birth, and the mother didn't want the illness to spread to the other kittens, so she was left behind. As a result, Abby (the kitten) was already very weak when the goyles got her. Post-mutation, Abby's body couldn't handle the stress, and her heart stopped. Tiny CPR happens, Abby's revived, and life carries on. The goyles mostly raise her- the issue is, because Draxum's not exactly easy on her, he pushes her past her limits, and when she fails, she gets hit (either because abusive, or because it's him she's sparring against) one way or another, her tail either gets pulled /hard/, or she gets it stuck somewhere and ends up trying to pull it free, resulting in it getting broken. The incident gives her spinal/nerve damage, and half her tail ends up needing to be amputated. So now not only does she have problems maintaining her balance, but back pain, and temporary paralysis in her legs if she pushes herself too hard. At this point, Draxum gives up on her. He turns his attention to oozesquitos, and though he still tries on occasion to build up her strength, he still views her as a failure for not being able to work through her problems (without, yk, physical therapy- but Draxum doesn't have time for that) What I'm stuck on is that- The whole reason she ends up not being around for the series is because when the turtles destroyed his lab again, Draxum either assumed she was dead, or intentionally left her behind to die because she was of no use to him. Therefore, the next time she sees him after the events of the finale, she only knows him as the villain that created her and left her to die. She has no sense of self worth, or what real love feels like- because she was raised to be a weapon, and since she failed at that, she's nothing.

BUT THE MORE I TRY AND WRITE IT LIKE THIS, THE MORE IT FEELS OUT-OF-CHARACTER FOR DRAXUM!!! The idea was that- deep down, he did care for her- But he didn't let himself show her any real affection because he knew it would only make her soft. His topmost priority was preventing the prophecy from coming true, and he needed a weapon against the humans to do it. He didn't have time to be a parent. He didn't even know how. If she couldn't fulfill her purpose, he was a failure, and she was his failed experiment. He didn't have any use for her, so he left her behind. (I mean, he was fully willing to off his other creations if they didn't want to join him, so why not her?) He never realized how horribly he'd messed up his own child until after his reformation, and by then he'd believed she was dead, and it was too late to make up for it.

Long rant short, do you think the way I have villain-Draxum act in the story works? Something about it doesn't feel right to me, but I'm hesitant to change things, because that leads to a lot of plot holes in the backstory, which I would then need to rewrite- and as a result, rewrite their entire dynamic, and any interactions in other fics.

I'M SORRY FOR THE LONG ASK I JUST FIND YOUR OPINION ON STUFF TO BE INCREDIBLY HELPFUL & INSPIRING WHEN WRITING ABOUT DRAXUM- hhhh I talked for too long I'll go now sorry if this is too long merry Christmas fellow gremlinnn At least you get a free sneak peak into my AU/fanfic, if you were interested in that 🤣 eeeeeeeeeeebye ---That one gremlin who lives in your ask box 🍕🐢💕✨

Lol this actually kinda reminded me of my separated AU that I’m working on (gonna post the stories to AO3 once I’m finished with Hide and Seek). In it, Draxum raises Donnie as his son/protégé and is not very nice about it… it’s a whole thing.

Ok but to answer your question…

I think that Draxum’s affection levels for whoever he raises would depend on when he found them. You’re right, he isn’t a complete monster (we see him be… semi-decent around Huginn and Muninn), but I think he only gets like that after years of coming to grips with his disappointment and failure with the turts and Lou Jitsu. If he were to find the turtles again when they were maybe toddlers or kids, he might be more caring for them. He may grow attached to them as more than experiments, he’d truly appreciate them — because he knew what it was like to lose them.

And I’ve seen some Separated AU’s where he raises Mikey, and in most of those universes he ends up pretty compassionate and charming, mostly due to Mikey’s influence over the years. Though, I am reading some fics where that was not the case…

But, for your character’s story, I think that how you’ve described it is pretty accurate. If you want to show him more caring, maybe he’d be concerned about keeping her safe, so she’d be like a Rapunzel — overprotected and never allowed to leave him… for her own safety. OR he’d want her to be able to defend herself, so he would push her to her limits. And then, after his reformation arc, he would try to make amends with her.

But really, in the end, it’s up to you! You can decide what choices Drax makes, but you need to show WHY he chooses that. He is always capable of change, but you’ve gotta show what drives him to that change. Maybe, seeing a frail life die and barely make it back shakes him. He can’t afford losing another project like this… so he decides to give her his full attention, raise her himself rather than have his gargoyles look after her. And she starts to get better, as he spends his nights watching over her in case she has a relapse. And then, as years pass, seeing how she grows slowly makes him swell with pride… she’s come such a long way from being a mangy kitten in the rain… and suddenly, he sees her as less of a science project and more of a pupil. Maybe as she gets older, he starts getting nervous when she gets hurt because for some odd reason, he feels her pain. He cries when she does. He comforts her when she has a nightmare. He unintentionally memorizes her favourite food and her favourite colour and… starts seeing her less as a student and as… an heir? A protégé? Someone he trusts. Someone he cares for. Little by little, they grow closer. And closer. Until one day he looks at her and realizes that he hasn’t even thought about attacking humankind in years. He’s only thought of what schools she’d get into, what dress she’ll wear to Big Mama’s gala, her hobbies and interests, the fear of what will happen when she reaches the dreaded dating age, etc. She isn’t a weapon, or an experiment, or a student, or even a successor. She’s his own precious daughter.

In conclusion, everything is possible for your characters, but the real issue is finding a way to make it believable.

Thank you for coming to my TedTalk.

(On a completely separate note, I’m kind of interested to see how your character Abby would react to Mikey and the others… would she resent them, or hate them? In her eyes, would they be the “better version” of her, what she was supposed to be, but failed to become? And not only that, but they took her only family away from her?! He was her father — a terrible dad, sure, but hers!! Would she feel threatened by them? Or would she feel like maybe she’d finally found someone with common ground and understanding?

Food for thought.)

[zwy01]

Alois doodles yeee!!!!!

Doodles of my noblesse oc Alois Elenor from my Millennium AU! He’s the son and first child of Ludis and Rozaria in my au. He’s the main focus of these doodles hehe. Meanwhile his crush Luzia Tradio, daughter and first child of Kei and Claudia, also gets featured here. Alois’ younger sister Susanna Mergas also makes a brief appearance. They’re a funny bunch.

For context, Alois likes Lucy. Lucy likes Alois back but she’s is total denial of her own feelings. They met in a very unconventional way, when Alois caught a very disheveled Lucy stealing rare plants from his territory. Of course she can’t be busted now so she doesn’t say it’s to fuel her secret evil research project. She just says she likes eating them (total lie) and Alois thinks she’s a lil strange but lets her go. He even offers to send her some plants regularly so she’s doesn’t have to come pluck them herself (lol) and things can’t get any better for Lucy. She doesn’t have to be sneaking around anymore AND someone from the inside willingly sending her stuff. Niiice. So she agrees and tells him they’ll meet again soon to discuss this. Alois being the big dumb nice guy trusts people too much actually believes that she likes eating magical plants so he asks for a taste too. Lucy is then forced to make something. To her surprise Alois loved it, and they start hanging out more. Alois then falls for Lucy when he realizes how smart and passionate she is. Lucy’s secret project is still her priority so at this point Alois is just a minor inconvenience and she will curse him and turn him into stone if he somehow discovers her secret project. But for now… his company isn’t bad. He talks a LOT around Lucy, when he’s usually very shy and almost never talks. Blablabla. Boy just feels so comfortable around his crush. Lucy knows he likes her and is using that for now, since this guy supplies her with the materials she needs (he doesn’t know what he got himself into lol) Meanwhile Lucy thinks he talks too much but hey… his company isn’t that bad. She never even thought about making him vomit maggots, when other people who stick to her like this annoy her so much. But he doesn’t. His company is actually quite nice. And when he isn’t here… she actually misses him. Wait. Miss him??? The great and powerful Lucy misses him??? She must be mistaken; she’s just tired from work. Unknown to her she has genuinely fallen for him too though she insists she’s still just using him, that’s all. Ugh. Way to go, queen, let’s see if you can still convince yourself that that’s what it is. She will be the first one to kick someone’s ass if they mess with him. That’s right, because she needs him for her project, nothing more… ahem. She can’t be attached to him. Oh no.

I haven’t decided whether to make one of them confess to the other in the “main” millennium au storyline yet but they’ll definitely get together happily and eagerly if it happens. In what-if snippets they do end up together tho, lol

Onto the doodles!

1. Alois headshot paintinggg my handsome boi. Usually you almost never get to see his eye(s) since he hates eye contact and hides them but when you do you’ll find that they are sharp and full of determination. He’s probably judging someone right now.

2. Alois daydreaming about his crush Luzia aka Lucy. To others she may seem grumpy and scary but to him she’s not like that at all. She’s actually smart, focused, and adorable. He thinks her frowns are the cutest. Ahhh big boi’s in love. He thinks of her everyday. If he doesn’t respond when his sister violently pokes him in the shoulders and face, he’s too focused on dreaming about Lucy.

3. Alois saying hi to Lucy. He doesn’t even know he sounds like he’s flirting. He genuinely thinks he’s just saying the truth. Because she is. Hey, no one else says that to Lucy everyday! Lucy is super flustered. She’s actually really, really happy. Usually she’s the one cursing others with spells but now she’s the one under a spell. His spell. Ugh, what has Alois done to her. Ahhhhh. Also he never shows his eyes to anyone except his family but he’s always looking directly at Lucy when he’s with her. Aww, thats so flattering. Lucy is even happier.

4. Lucy going to sleep cuz that damned Alois has been on her mind all day. Can’t even get him off her mind for a second. Maybe sleeping will help her get distracted a bit. Uh oh turns out she’s still dreaming about him. For clarification none of what she is dreaming of has happened in reality…. but she wants it tho she doesn’t admit it. She never will. Ahhh her sweet Al. Al. Al. Al!!!

5. Uh oh, back to reality. Lucy is super embarrassed and even she can’t believe what she just dreamed of. Time to scream. Mommy Claudia is worried, and wonders why her daughter is so…. tensed up. Lucy insists its nothing lol

6. Lucy can’t face Al for the day so she ignores his greetings and he gets sad. Susa catches up on something… hold up. Oh. Ohhhhhh. Time for popcorn? Her brother’s love life is streaming right now!

7. Al wants to be picked up. Lucy obliges. Ofc this doesn’t happen yet but when it does Al is gonna making nonstop eeping noises. Ohhhh, she’s soo cool….*heavy breathing* meanwhile Lucy is thinking about dropping him flat on his ass, if he drools on her. Nah you like him too much to do that. Cmon stop playing cool lol.

[mithliya]

Hii mena! Its okay if i rant for a bit? 😭 i peaked (more or less) recently and it feels so. isolating i guess. It has done wonders for my mental health and my self esteem though! The pressure of being femenine and wearing make up and shaving and trying to fit in etc is gone (at least the pressure i used to put on myself) so ive stopped feeling like shit whenever i had to conform to any of that. The problem is that the entirety of my circle of friends, whom i love dearly, are libfems and very alligned with gender ideology (we live in a VERY gendie positive place). So. While i obviously hang out and talk a lot with them Ive started to get weird looks from them whenever i wear smth that shows my unshaved legs or critique anything having to do with idk plastic surgery and diets (thats a topic that idk why comes up A LOT because some of them like to discuss which procedures would they like to get and how much they cost anddd i didnt realize why i felt so uneasy with that and how fucked up it is until i peaked i guess). Ive tried gently critiqueing it whenever it came up, because i honestly feel like my self esteem drops whenever they start to talk about it, but i only receive weird looks and eye rolls and whatevs. And like. I love them, i really do, and its really hard for me to make friends and im lucky to have them. But lately whenever i get back home from hanging with them i feel ugly and dirty and inadequate and like maybe i should either stop talking to them or start shaving and fitting in again. Idk. One of them texted me today and asked if im still a girl or im nonbinary. I just wish they would listen to me and my perspective but im really afraid that i will labeled as a terf because thats like instant harassment at the art college im going rn. This is really badly worded and im sorry but im kind of a mess :") i just wanted to know if you have any word of advice. Thanks in advance :(

congrats on reaching this point anon!! your friends sound .. awful honestly. but you should know their logic and what will get through to them better than me, especially since you held similar beliefs relatively recently. if it were me i would’ve answered that friend asking if ur nonbinary by first asking her why she asked that and why she thinks that. if she points out stuff like body hair or not wearing makeup or not being feminine, i’d say that those things don’t mean someone isn’t a woman & it’s enforcing gender roles to say they’re necessary for women to do. use their language and their logic when contradicting them. when criticising plastic surgery, think of what they care about and what would make them listen. if they’re anti-capitalism bring up how it’s a capitalist ploy. if they care about feminism, talk about how plastic surgery advertising involves fuelling the insecurities of women for profit. it depends on what their priorities are and u can bring up many things to appeal to what they care about. if they care about ur feelings u can also try to find a way to gently tell them that they’ve been making u feel insecure / bad about urself and it makes it hard for u to live ur life as u want to. hopefully they’d at the very least respect that, if not … perhaps finding new friends even if difficult is better for u

[a-tale-of-legends]

You know what fuck it, I'ma talk about my oc x canon ships briefly ( not all of these are inherently romantic)

Jin x Amber x Wally: my favorite throuple. I love them dearly. I have a planned divorce era where Jin and Amber break up for a while bc Jin thinks their anger is ruining the relationship- and to be fair, it is something that hasn't been addressed by them, and has been a source of contention between the two. But I also think this could have been Jin doing a " I'm going to leave you before you leave me" situation. Anyway, Jin goes back to Johto to reflect and work on themselves, release a lot of things about themself in the process, and comes back to Hoenn to find Amber and Wally not fully together but are very Close. Jin isn't upset by this only bc they realized they loved both of them. The problem though is now Jin is afraid of inserting themself into the equation, thinking they'll mess up again, not realizing Amber and Wally love them back. They work things out though, and are very happy together :)

Kenji x Silver: Gonna go through reconstruction, and in general is kinda based on what I'm feeling for them, but overall it's the sunshine x storm cloud trope except one is dense and the other is bad at emotions in general. Again, it is gonna go through reconstruction so it feels like something of substance.

Danica x Kavi x Barry: This is a new one and something that isn't really romantic to me? At least right now. Maybe this is a qpr than anything, but the reason I'm even considering them is bc of all the cute Dawn x Barry x Lucas stuff I've been seeing. So whether or not this is gonna be a thing at all depends on how my playthroughs and character analysis of these three go when I get to Sinnoh ( which is next). I'm just putting them here for novelty sake.

Cheren x Alexis: It's very funny how they're divorced and they never even dated lmao. Lots of complications. Most of it is on Alexis' end, but I promise you Cheren has their own fair share of issues. I've been considering them actually getting together after everything but it's not like. A priority to me. I think them being happier than they were before individually is a reward as is. Still it could happen. Or it won't. Who knows ooooooo.

Elliot x Bianca: They're actually exes in canon! If I change my mind later, I change my mind later but right now, they did in fact date, sometime after b2w2. They had a mutual crush on each other for a while and decided to make it official after all the craziness died down. Bianca was the one that broke them up. She realized pretty quickly that Elliot was going through a lot in terms of Alexis. She's not really putting herself first? Purposely looking away from issues that the old Elliot would be yelling about. And that's.... probably not great for being in a relationship. It broke her heart to do so, but Bianca did think breaking up would be for the best- at least, for her own sake.

Eva x Yancy: Also exes!!! I might rework how they broke up, but the current idea is that Eva had the biggest crush on Elliot since they met, right? That.... hasn't fully gone away, even when she was dating Yancy - something that she herself was shameful off. Eva did like Yancy! She wanted their relationship to work! But it came to a point where Eva just. Couldn't stand lying to Yancy about her own feelings so....they broke up. While Yancy does still have her own faults, it was mostly Eva that ended up driving the relationship to the ground and...kinda leaving things on a sour note? They eventually reach in a sweeter note together, but yeah. Oof.

Eva 🤝 Elliot: Fumbled the bag.

This is an oc x canon post so no Eva x Elliot lol.

.....Wayne and Curtis don't get into a romantic relationship at all( Curtis is aro to me, and Wayne maaaaay be grey-aro), and I don't even think they're in a qpr bc like. At some point Curtis just ups and leaves and pretty much goes off the grid. Wayne knew this, of course, and accepted that Curtis just wanted to dip. But even with alllll that I do think their relationship is very very important to both of them. So like. They get an honorable mention, I guess.

Ames x Lillie: A story of how one person inspired the other to grow, and said person had to deal with that growth. The bad mutual crushes during SM, but by usum,the crushed are still there but are not tainted with teenager angst. Ames is still in protector mode while Lillie is like " I can take care of myself now >:(". It's not like. Super intense or anything, but it probably feels that way bc they're teenagers with Teenager emotions. They work things out and are pretty much a couple moving forward.

Naomi x Marnie: Each other's cheerleaders, Marnie someone who treated Naomi as fellow competitor, an equal. Naomi already thought Marnie was pretty when they first met, and Marnie has a deep desire to win against Naomi for herself - and honestly I think Naomi welcomes it. Their rivalry is kinda intense...and yet still very soft. I think that's just the Naomi touch lol.

Luca x Kieran: HA. Your funny. I'm not explaining them again. They're Normal (lie)

R.B x Arven: Childhood friends turned enemies ( big quotation marks there) to friends again to be very oblivious to the fact they love each other to lovers. The foodie and the chef. They're not afraid to get pissy with each other, it's how they vibe. Seriously though, they're cute. Not as....uh. A lot as Luca and Kieran, but still have their own drama. Both believed the other left them ( and in R.B's case, Arven literally told her he doesn't want to see her again, so she honestly has a right to be pissed), both have their own walls set up that gradually get down as the story goes on. They missed each other. A lot. And I think admitting that ends up making their friendship all the sweeter :) also the applin incident. It's not canon anymore , but I love referencing it.