#LIFE IS A JOURNEY NOT A DESTINATION

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Love your fe engage stuff. Can I get Alear and Nel with an S/O who is immortal.

(FE: Engage) Alear and Nel with an immortal S/O

Originally I was going to do a more somber take on immortality, but this is FE Engage we're talking about. Just enjoy the ride with Ups and Downs instead!

Technically speaking, Alear herself was virtually immortal, and thankfully alongside her S/O.

At least when it came to aging. Or at the very least, they would take a very VERY long time to age to the point it might as well be immortality.

That being said, Alear didn't really know how to feel about it.

She'd live long enough to see the things eventually fade, including the people she called friends.

All the while, herself, S/O and a select few others would remain to see it happen.

But, S/O let her see a new take instead. One that confused her greatly.

(Alear) "Just...don't worry about it?"

S/O smiled at her, tilting their head as they leaned back into the chair.

(S/O) "We have all the time in the world, Alear. Quite literally! I'd say it'd be a waste to spend a good time getting sad over it."

(Alear) "I'm not sure I understand. Are you saying I shouldn't think about it at all?"

S/O chuckled and moved closer in order to hold her hand.

(S/O) "What I'm saying is that we should focus our attention solely on the here and now. We're going to have bumps in the future, and the past will bring both happy and sad memories."

Alear looked down at the table silently, a brief moment passing before turning back to S/O.

(Alear) "...Live in the present and be happy with what we have, huh?"

Alear let out a soft laugh before looking out to the Somniel, watching her friends pass by and socialize.

(S/O) "Mhm. It may be a selfish way to think, but frankly, thinking about what could happen all the time is no way to live. So why not enjoy what's in front of us?"

While Alear disagreed on some aspects of that line of thinking, she couldn't deny there was some merit to it at least.

Enjoying the time with her loved ones was one thing Alear could certainly agree was worth it.

Since S/O would be side by side with her the whole way, she figured she could at least give their perspective a try.

Playfully nudging their hand before standing up, she helped S/O out of their chair before motioning to the others.

(Alear) "Alright, we'll do things your way for a while."

Nel was both burdened by the memories of her past and worries of the future.

And having the blood of the Fell Dragon within meant that she would be plagued by them for a very long time.

Though after meeting the other Alear and S/O, perhaps she need not always think about what was, and what could be.

S/O was always happy to drag Nel along and her brother to enjoy the little pleasures around the Somniel, much to her confusion originally.

(Nel) "S/O. You always seem so happy."

(S/O) "Hm? Should I not be?"

(Nel) "It's just..."

She hesitated for only a moment before resuming, speaking her mind bluntly.

(Nel) "Are you not troubled by anything?"

Instead of mockery or offence, she found only softness in their expression, making her eyes widen slightly.

(S/O) "Of course. I think I can safely say every single one of us are, past, present, or future."

S/O sat down on the grass, patting the spot next to them for Nel to join them as they stared off to the skies of the Somniel and soaking the sun.

As she sat down, S/O continued.

(S/O) "It'd be quite rude for me to say 'Oh, just forget everything you went through', considering. But it's the little things right now that are just as important."

S/O wrapped an arm around her waist, making her cheeks heat up, and not from the sun.

(S/O) "For example...Right now, I have the person I love next to me. What about you, Nel?"

Nel smiled, shoulders relaxing as her nose let out a small exhale.

(Nel) "There is...truth in the words you speak. As for right now, I have you, too."

Nel timidly let her head rest onto their shoulder, S/O squeezing her closer in response.

(S/O) "Besides, I recall you saying that rest is important as well."

(Nel) "Does that extend to lazing about at every waking moment?"

(S/O) "It does to us! A life of nothing but work sounds boring!"

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Another year has passed, and with it the opportunity to reflect back on all that has happened. While my growth was not as dramatic as last year, I can still see lots of positive change.

I'll never have enough ways to say thank you for all the love and support you have given me this year. On to 2025!

(2023 summary here!)

[m1nsur0]

Denizens of Spring

[Sun Wukong & The Destined One]

[royaltea000]

Certified DILF chaser

[spookiest-semic]

“honor is not dead so long as he lives in the hearts of men”

“life before death, strength before weakness, journey before destination”

“You are not worse for your association with the world, but it is better for its association with you”

Three stormlight quotes that genuinely help me move in my day to day life

[annabelle--cane]

I think the best thing for the s4 archives crew would be to lock them in some kind of fighting game platform and let them absolutely wail on each other for a set amount of time. no weapons, cut off from any supernatural powers, just the pure release of pent up emotions. all of these people at various points in the season make admirable attempts to lay aside their feelings of resentment and injustice towards the others and that's all well and good but I think they need to let loose and scream and try to claw each other's eyes out.

[starseedsrise]

[reader-twisted]

[altaiiriss]

"Is something wrong?" Chuuya asks, noticing the pile of clothes progressively pooling at his feet.

His blue eyes travel from the book in his hands to a seemigly distressed Dazai. The brunet is standing in front of the mirror—has been for the past hour—, groaning occasionally as he emptied his side of the closet on the bed.

He straightens his shirt, then his hands fly to either side of his waist. Chuuya can't see his face from the bed, but that's not necessary when Dazai's body language is screaming all kinds of negative emotions.

"I don't like how skirts fit me today." he states. His voice is cold and analytical, as if he's trying to detach himself from his words.

He's wearing a cerulean button-up shirt, which accentuates his broad shoulders and hugs his waist smoothly, and a dark cotton skirt that goes all the way down to his ankles and definitely emphasizes his slender figure.

"You look pretty." Chuuya offers, trying to act cool but immediately getting betrayed by the subtle pink shade on his cheeks. He's rarely vocal about his feelings, for he'd rather show support through simple gestures, but he can tell Dazai could use some encouragement right now.

At least Dazai isn't looking at him.

"I don't."

Chuuya hums. "Perhaps it's a pants day today?"

"They don't fit me either." the brunet explains. His shoulders slump in defeat, as if he's trying shrink and disappear. "... Maybe it's me who I don't fit the clothes rather than the other way around."

Chuuya climbs off the bed, reaching for Dazai in the middle of their bedroom.

He stops right beside him.

"What's the matter?"

Dazai takes a deep breath.

"I don't know. I don't..." he gestures at himself, "Like the way I look."

"What do you look like?" Chuuya asks, genuine.

If he wants to understand, then he has to get in Dazai's head first.

"A woman," Dazai replies, clutching nervously at the fabric of his skirt, "It's the opposite with the pants. They make me look like a man."

Chuuya presses his lips together. "That's the social perception of clothes. No piece of clothing is inherently masculine or feminine, though."

"I'm aware of that. Sometimes it's not enough."

"What do you mean?"

"Clothes don't equal gender. However, they dictate the way the world perceives you, and at the end of the day people perceive you as either a man or a woman."

Chuuya silently nods, even though Dazai can't see him.

"Society does perceive me like a man," Dazai goes on, voice firm yet filled with uncertainty, "How can I prevent that from happening? The only option would be to transition into a woman. I don't want to be a woman though, but I'd rather be a man than a woman."

"You feel like there's no escape." Chuuya suggests.

"Well, I wouldn't say it's a feeling. It's simply the truth. I can't escape a society that makes such a hassle about a part of me I don't care for in the first place."

Chuuya meets Dazai's eyes in the mirror; he catches a glimpse of a smile on his lips, but he can sense the emptiness in his amber irises.

"It took a while for your trans journey to make sense to me. You feel your male identity so much—you and pretty much anyone else on this planet, whereas I feel like I'm colourblind."

"Yeah, I'm a man and definitely feel like one." Chuuya agrees.

"And there's nothing wrong with that." Dazai clarifies, finally turning around to face Chuuya, "I simply don't get the gist of it. You're just Chuuya to me."

"And you're just Dazai to me." the redhead reassures, reaching out to cup Dazai's face, "An insufferable ungendered mackerel. The genderless bane of my existence. The—"

"Okay, okay, you got the point across."

"Seriously though, you know you have my support regardless of whether I relate to your experience, don't you?"

"I do. They're cool about it at the Agency as well. I guess I got caught up in my head today."

"It happens and it sucks," Chuuya concedes, grabbing Dazai's hand and heading towards the bed, "But we can hide in bed until you feel good again. No one is going to perceive you."

"We need to go grocery shopping. That's what started the whole clothing ordeal." Dazai reminds him, eyes landing on the pile of abandoned clothes.

"It can wait. We can order takeout or make some pancakes."

Dazai's eyes glint, a newfound excitement painted across his face, "I'm voting for pancakes."

The detective hides beneath the silky sheets, relishing in the comfort of Chuuya's soft mattress. The redhead throws two controllers on the bed and joins him soon after.

"Taking advantage of this moment of weakness and inner turmoil to beat me at Mario Kart? I didn't think you'd ever sink so low, Chuuya."

"I'm a man full of surprises." Chuuya boasts proudly, turning the console on.

He would soon discover that his controller has been mysteriously remapped.

[downfalldestiny]

Your journey will never ends ⛵❄️ !.

[thepersonalwords]

Arise and shine.Arise and fulfill your destiny.

Lailah Gifty Akita

[gqandw]

[therentyoupay]

im completely feral over all your jelsa stories!!!!!! do you ever write established relationship jelsa or have any headcanons about what they would be like together in a serious relationship or marriage????

THANK YOU SO MUCH. 😭😭😭😭😭😭💕💕💕💕🙏 thank you thank you nonny for this super sweet ask and this really lovely question and all of your love and support!! 💕💕💕💕💕

i have... never actually written established!relationship (in any fandom), now that i'm thinking about it? that said, i guess i can come up with a quick list of some headcanons, maybe? 😂 i will have to think about this more, but for now, here's a quick drop:

elsa is an early riser; elsa helps jack create more sustainable sleeping patterns and habit formations 😂

when jack gets Impetuous Urges to Do Something Rash and Impractically Spontaneous, elsa will ground jack, reminding him to think before acting. (he occasionally Still Does It, anyway.) elsa knows what she signed up for, lol.

jack loves to play Harmless(!) Pranks, just to watch elsa’s reaction. (he is no longer allowed to sneak up on her after The Incident).

they also quibble over the definition of "harmless" and the specific logistical implications of that; for a while, jack was banned from further pranking, but then he got more creative at showing elsa that pranks could be wholesome and genuine, in which they could both be in on the joke. however, due to elsa's deeply-rooted Need to Excel and her (Not-so)Secret Competitive AF Streak, her retaliation in escalating the Cleverness Prank War quickly resulted in jack's prompt implementation of the Prank-Free Zones and Time Periods. (no, he was not scared.)

elsa, usually reserved, has learned to let her playful side show more often with jack. she might still pretend to be exasperated by his antics, but sometimes it's part of the game (or habit).

elsa sill struggles with opening up emotionally sometimes, but she progressively feels safe enough to share her innermost thoughts and fears. with time, she confides in him more about her worries. she still never likes the idea that jack sees her Imperfect Parts, but at least she can tolerate the discomfort (and, yes, take comfort in it) now

(jack loves elsa's Imperfect Parts, and jack admits that he is Weirdly Proud and Competitively Honored to be one of the only people, even including anna, who gets to see them. he also is strangely Comforted and Validated that elsa is, in fact, not perfect because for a while there, he was pretty freaked out and intimidated by how fancy she is.)

until he realized that no one ever let her actually be a Weirdo before, and once he realizes the Truth of Elsa Also Being a Secret (albeit perhaps more Subdued) Weirdo, the Universe Aligns.

jack listens to elsa's Big Conversations intently, activating varying levels of Serious Mode.

jack is getting better at recognizing the moments when elsa needs him to play and needs him to listen or Give His Opinion or any combination of those things.

jack learns that it's not always about Saying the Right Thing (which he is not very good at, anyway, or so our Serially Unreliable Narrator thinks), but rather being able to read elsa's mood and anticipate what she might need (even if she is not aware of it herself yet).

elsa is meticulous about planning and preparing for special occasions.

elsa likes traditions! jack likes tradition only because elsa likes them, lol, and hey, okay, these are more fun than he thought?? (who knew fun could be organized??!!?)

so he really wants to show (off to) her by pulling off Incredible Planning Feats in her honor, too (they do not go as smoothly, lol).

jack will often go out of his way to spontaneously create something meaningful, a moment or a gift or a gesture, that reminds elsa that he cares. he is big on words of affirmation, gift giving (but like, souvenirs that he collects on adventures like, "i saw this rock and it reminded me of your cousin olaf, we should put it on the window after we paint his face on it"), and acts of service, as well as physical touch and quality time. HE WANTS LOVE. he wants TO BE LOVED. he wants to prove that he is worthy of being loved.

(and elsa has to get him to Chill Out sometimes, remind him that he doesn't have to Do Things For Her/Anyone in order to be deserving of care; he is more than what he provides for other people.)

(jack gets its, and appreciates it, but also, the Urge to Provide and Protect is still strong, even after so much time, and sometimes Old Habits Die Hard.)

i get the sense that he'd be the type to he wake elsa up in the middle of the night to take her on a surprise adventure, or convince her to Do a Fun Thing without any preparation (/warning).

and she would Be Alarmed at the Lack of Plan (especially if/when jack Did Not Think This Through), but he also took precautions to ward off Concerns by pacifying her with tea, or reassurances that yes, he did call ahead to make sure the restaurant was open before they left the house, of course he did, he would never just leave home without double-checking beforehand (and frantically googles it two minutes later when he thinks she's not looking; she is, naturally, and even occasionally pretends not to be).

elsa approaches conflict with a desire to resolve things Calmly and Logically. she tries to understand jack’s perspective, even when she disagrees, and she’s careful with her words, not wanting to escalate the situation.

however, she can sometimes withdraw emotionally, fearing that she might say something hurtful if she’s too overwhelmed.

jack was initially (and, honestly, still is, even though he understands more now) hurt by her tendency to shut down when she Feels Too Much, and understands (although it's still hard) that elsa needs time to process her feelings and organize her thoughts.

jack also helps elsa actually Feel her Feelings, instead of just trying to intellectualize and analyze them. (she hates it, BUT sees the value. jack lives for these moments in which he realizes that he's actually contributing positively to her life and helping her in some way, rather than just being a burden or a nuisance, as was/is his fear.)

his initial reaction might be to push for a resolution quickly, but he’s also deeply afraid of Creating Distance between them, so after the first few fights, he really makes an effort to find the right balance between Pushing Hard Enough and Not Pushing Too hard, so that he doesn't drive a wedge between them as they work things out.

jack FEELS intensely, and can be so stubborn. he does not always have the most precise vocabulary or tools to describe his thoughts and feelings, or identify the root causes of what is actually going on inside him; sometimes elsa asks a lot of insightful and guiding questions that help jack come to the conclusions himself, and other times, she Puts Into Words the very thing that he had been thinking or feeling, but could not name, and it is very reassuring to have someone who understands him well enough to be able to do that.

after conflicts or arguments, they take time to Decompress and reassure one another (especially if at least one of them, if not both, was Overthinking again).

when they argue (and healthy couples do, remember!), it’s a dance of patience and understanding: elsa might need a moment to Collect Herself, and jack learns to give her that Space while also making it clear that he’s ready to talk whenever she is, and that he is going to try very hard to be Rational and Patient About It.

in the end, they both prioritize their relationship over any disagreement, always finding a way back to each other.

[thatsbelievable]

[jannypie]

Jasnah

:: Wind and Truth spoiler ::

—

You cannot convince me otherwise that the only reason Jasnah Kholin, Knight Radiant of the Fourth Ideal, Elsecaller, Veristitalian, Queen-Regent-Refugee of Alethkar, first of her kind, sitting member of the World Leaders Coalition of Urithiru, would not have argued the Oaths of Radiance over her own personal moral philosophy- thereby forcing Taravodium to reveal his coup- is that she is now, unfortunately, Wit-less.

[therogueduchess]

Sometimes…

Sometimes.

Sometimes you just have to put on all of the lingerie, and then take a picture of yourself in the full length mirror, cutting off your own head

and then look at it for a while

and acknowledge that if this was anybody else but you you would be so turned on

Because you love those colors, that lingerie is exactly what you would pick out yourself, of course

And that body right there is absolutely your type

yet somehow it doesn’t count because it’s you