#SO JUST GO HAM WITH WHOMEVER!!!

[kate-bishops-waifu]

Okay now I'm thinking about the Maleficent costume at Disneyland and I think we could do better. I don't love how oddly fitted it is in the bodice, generally I think it's too stiff. Honestly the slits in the robe sleeves are a little too well defined. In general I would like to see a much drapier fabric. Something loose and flowing. I HATE the visible zipper on the front, this should be pullover or if you really need to, add a clasp, or invisible hook and eye. I don't know why she's wearing gloves, but that doesn't bother me too much, just tighten them up a little. More like opera gloves. The ring looks very plastic, and while I can understand this as a choice, walking around interacting with guests, they could definitely do some better costume jewelry that is light weight.

I think as a whole it's too short. Definitely making it shorter is a good choice, but I feel like it loses some of its character and drama. The horns are pretty okay. In general, my main criticism is its weight and rigidity. It should flow and drape in an ill-defined manner. I appreciate that they wanted all of that texture but I really think we sacrifice a lot for that. There are very good light weight fabrics with texture that they could use.

[normal-internet-user]

shaking at a frequency that could shatter glass I know I've been here not too long ago, but. please.

h—headcanons..,, maybe...?? f-for.

Peepaw/Dad!Leo with an adopted child!reader...,, please...,... i-i need some Dad fluff with this tortuga. this overgrown hard-shell melon. this- this. (gestures vaguely) y'get me?

he's so Dad shaped. he's so fond and just radiates safety and warmth and affection and ugghhhghhh i just KNOW he'd be the best dad EVER. nay, he IS the best dad. (pseudo) sibling Casey attests to it.

(⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠˙̫̮⁠ ⁠ꈨຶ⁠ ⁠) i think i'm actually going to lose my mind . the Clan as uncles/godparents/aunties. grandpa splinter. sweet brother Casey. it takes a village to raise a kid, they say.

do you see my vision here mate? as always, only if you want to ☜⁠ ⁠(⁠↼⁠_⁠↼⁠) & if you do? just .. go ham. if anything strikes you, PUT IT IN THERE. I NEED TO HEAR IT FROM OTHER PEOPLE TOO . (/lh)

This seems appropriate to celebrate me finishing the Rise movie (I am still emotionally unwell this is me coping) I shall grant you headcanons my dearest darling /p

PEEPAW LEO AS AN ADOPTIVE FATHER

....................................

Let me start this off by saying that this man-

This man is best dad.

He finds a lost child?

'Tis his child now.

You are his child now.

Casey?

He's ecstatic.

NEW SIBLING LES GO

Especially since you're younger than him,

(Not by much, maybe afew months)

Casey makes it his life mission to protect you at all costs.

His favorite thing to do is hold your hand and lead you around.

Leo is so so good at being a dad.

I mean look as CJ,

He's got this ok?

Feeling clingy?

He'll hold you until you want him to put you down.

Nightmares?

That's ok kiddo, come curl up next to Papa, he'll keep all those monsters away.

When you get older, you are not going anywhere without him, Casey, or anyone else.

It's not safe, and the same rule applies to CJ.

So you guys go on lots of scouting missions together.

You two may as well be twins, you never go anywhere without the other.

Sometimes, you and Casey will be sent to scout really last minute,

And Leo won't be notified until you two are gone.

Whenever this happens he gets super pissed off and worried because those are his kids,

He should be the one to give them clearence to leave,

Not some random officer who decided to send you two out.

If one of you ever comes back hurt,

God speed to whomever sent the two of you out.

Leo is mad.

Like, mad-mad.

So are April, Mikey, and Donnie.

Leo would literally fall apart if he lost you or Casey.

He swore to Cass that he'd protect Casey, and he promised himself he would keep you safe.

If he lost either of you he just might completely fall apart.

Leo's busy, he's running a resistance afterall,

So he can't keep eyes on you all the time.

That's why the Hamato's take turns.

Leo's in a meeting?

Let's meditate with Master Michelangelo.

Oh he's busy too?

Time to visit Uncle Tello's lab.

Can't find him?

Well where's Commander O'neil?

Can't find her either?

Welp, enjoy the meeting, cause you're stuck there now.

Play rock paper scissors or somethin idk.

If you're around before Splinter passes, he spends alot of time around you.

He's always wanted grandchildren, and he's going to cherish you,

Especially with the world in anarchy.

When you start losing people, it get's hard.

First it was Grandpa Splints,

Then it was Uncle Tello,

Then Auntie April...

Through it all Leo made sure you were ok.

You're just a kid, and you have to grow up in this hellscape?

You've never seen the blue sky, or normal rain,

And everyone you hold close is being ripped away.

That's not fair.

So he does everything he can to make sure you grow up safe and happy.

One of his favorite things to do was tell you and Casey stories of what the world used to be like.

Your favorite is when he describes the stars.

It sounds so amazingly beautiful, shimming lights like glitter sitting up in a blackish blue abyss.

Wow...

After the events of the movie, (you knew it was coming goddammit)

Your first request is to see the stars.

Which is pretty hard since New York is really bright like all the time.

So they took you and Casey to the docks where you would be able to see them best.

You looked up at the sky in absolute awe,

Papa's words would never do the stars justice.

After a minute, you broke down in tears.

It hurt, he promised to be the one to point out the constellations and his younger self doing it just wasn't the same.

Griefing is going to be a really big thing post movie.

In the future, you never really had the chance.

Everything happened so quickly and anytime wasted on griefing could have been a death sentence.

But now, you don't have to watch every corner, you don't have to wake up in fear you'll be alone.

So you grief.

You grief your family, and Casey does too.

Sure, technically they're right outside your room.

But it's not them.

They didn't raise you.

When Leo sends you and Casey back in time,

You took it much worse than Casey, who was focused on completeing the mission.

Sure, you wanted to stop the Kraang too,

But you missed your dad...

So when you find your family's past selves,

And Leo is being so...

Reckless,

You're angry.

Really angry.

Never in your life had your father acted this way, and Casey needlessly boosting his ego 30 seconds into knowing him wasn't helping.

Through out the movie, Casey needs to remind himself that this Leo isn't your Leo.

You have absolutely no trouble with that.

You come across as cold and angry, which worries your brother since you've never been like this before.

The others just assume you're always that way.

But you're not,

And acting like this makes you hate yourself.

You're grappling with the loss of your dad, and the fact that you might fail to do what you were sent here to in the first place.

Casey pulls you aside and gives you a talk.

He understands that your hurting,

He is too,

But this isn't about the two of you.

This is about saving the world and stopping the Kraang.

After that, you can hurt all you want.

That talk ended with you sobbing into Casey's shoulder, practically collapsing to the ground while you clinged to him and begged him not to leave you too.

Aight imma hit ya with the sandwich technique.

Fluff, angst, fluff.

Boom.

When you were a kid,

You had a habit of collecting anything shiny.

Old coins, jewelry, even just shiny rocks.

If it glimmered, you wanted it.

So whenever Leo had to leave the base, he always came back with something shiny for you to add to your hoarde.

He liked to compare you to a crow, and you asked what a crow was.

Right, raised in the apocolypse.

Sure there were plenty of birds around,

But they weren't.... normal.

So Leo explained what a crow was, and that they liked to collect shiny things.

You understood, but you wanted to know what one looked like,

So you went to Uncle Tello and asked if he could show you what a crow looks like.

He showed you, and immediatly you took to the comparison proudly.

You were like a crow!

Mikey liked to put on little shows for you and all the other children that lived in the base.

Making animals and such out of his ninpo.

Your favorite were the birds, the rabbits too.

But the best was the butterflies, which he also used to help you and Casey fall asleep.

They'd flutter around you room kinda like a nightlight.

I also like to imagine that when you and Casey start scouting, you get in trouble for fucking around.

Mostly making stupid bets for your shiny things.

Casey would collect shiny things just to make these bets.

Usually it was simple stuff, like who can throw a rock the farthest,

But even stuff like that could get both of you killed.

Neither of you really listened until one day,

You're making your bet like usual,

And the building you were scouting out wasn't as empty as you thought.

The two of you nearly fell to your deaths, luckily Casey managed to grapple the two of you to safety.

But after that, you had a major fear of heights, and Leo didn't let the two of you out of his sight for a while.

He made sure to scold the two of you when you returned that day,

Before hugging you and telling you how scared he was for a second.

Leo has no problem with you and Casey being included in meetings,

Honestly he prefers it.

If you two are gonna go running around scouting, you should know what's going on.

You'll have the occasional adult who thinks you and Casey are incompitent because of your age,

And that you shouldn't participate in meetings.

But Leo puts that to rest pretty quickly.

"If they can go out, and risk their lives on missions, they can attend the meetings." He'd say.

Leo loves you with his heart and soul.

If anything happened to you, he'd fall apart.

Sometimes he just needs you to have little sleepovers with him, that way he knows you're safe and sound.

He just wants to protect you.

You're his kid,

And he loves you

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I wrote this while listening to anarchy by egg, and damn that song fits.

This one is LONG that's my bad, I got alittle carried away :^

[singular-yike]

What's the deal with how Sanra talks?

Sanra's Style of Speech

Right, so what is Sanra's style of speech? There's a short answer and a long answer, but let's check out the short answer first:

Roujin-go (老人語), "Elderly Language"

First off, I suppose I should mention the concept of yakuwarigo (役割語), "role language". Which is basically the idea that certain language features are used in media to signal certain character traits, although they can diverge from how said language features are used in real life or historically.

With that in mind, it's actually pretty easy to point out what Sanra's speech style is, because it's pretty much exactly an established type of role language: Roujin-go (老人語), "elderly language". As the name implies, it associates a character with being old, or at least old-fashioned.

This style of language has many features that can be traced back to the western Japanese dialects, particularly similar to the modern Hiroshima dialect. This association arose during the Edo period (1603 to 1868), where the center of power in Japan moved from Kyoto, in west Japan, to Edo (Modern-day Tokyo) in east Japan. Many powerful people from the region around the old capital, called Kinai (畿内), followed this move and settled in Edo.

Initially, Edo didn't really have its own dialect and so adopted the Kinai dialects as the standard. But as commoners started settling in and developing their own culture, a unique Edo dialect came into being, and thus the style of the Kinai dialects became associated with the conservative elderly and the educated elite.

From there theatrical performances would make use of exaggerating features from these accents to indicate that the character being acted is an elderly person, cementing the "elderly role language".

What this means for Sanra's character

For Sanra, within the context of Len'en, I highly doubt this is meant to indicate that Sanra is actually old by any measure. After all they're likely younger than Mitori, and Mitori talks in standard Japanese when they're not hamming up the emperor persona.

Instead, I would suggest that they imply Sanra is old-fashioned, at least in certain aspects (we know that they're not one for uniform rules though), or that they spend a lot of time with older people, possibly other high-ranking members of the military, picking up their speech along the way. In other words, that it ties to their military background the most.

Long Answer: A Dissection of Features

And that's the short answer. Next up, the long answer. It's nothing that will reframe everything that came before this, but rather just a dissection of the specific language features employed in Sanra's speech. So if you're not interested, that's all for now!

Otherwise, here's each of the standout features used in Sanra's speech:

1. First-person Pronoun: Washi (ワシ)

Description

The first-person pronoun washi (儂・私) is believed to come from a contraction of the "standard" watashi (私) pronoun. It has its origins in the Muromachi period (1336 to 1573) and is still in use to this day, though it is steadily on the decline.

Demographic

Washi originates from western Japan, and is used by men of all ages, although ore (俺) has been slowly eclipsing its use amongst the younger generations in modern days. As for women, it is not unheard of for them to use it either, though it is in general not as common nowadays. It should be noted however that its modern decline amongst younger generations has nothing to do with its association to the elderly in fiction.

Perception

In the regions in which washi is actually used, it ranges from carrying a neutral level of respect to actually being one to use when showing respect to whomever you're talking to. However, outside of western Japan, it can be perceived as rather unpleasant and crude, similar to ore (俺), and carries that association with elderly men.

In Fiction

The pronoun washi largely shares the same story as the elderly role language, where features of western Japanese dialects were adopted as signaling an elderly, authoritative character, such as the elderly or warriors. Nowadays, this perception persists, and the association with old men in particular is the strongest.

Use by Sanra

In Sanra's dialogue, washi is written in hiragana characters rather than kanji, like so わし. As far as I can tell this variation carries no particular additional meaning though.

Example:

JP: ＜わし＞は『藤原 銀 讃良』 Romaji: <Washi> wa "Fujiwara no Shirogane no Sanra" EN: <I> am "Fujiwara no Shirogane no Sanra"

2. Dialectal Copula: ja (じゃ)

Description

I apologise for getting a bit technical here, but I can't think of another way to describe this. A copula is the part of a sentence that connects the subject to the object, like the verb "to be" in English.

The copula ja (じゃ) comes from dearu (である), which got shortened into dea (であ) and later into ja (じゃ). It serves the same purpose as desu (です) or da (だ), making a sentence declarative, i.e. providing information about something. For example:

JP with ja: これはワシの本じゃ (Kore wa washi no hon ja) Standard JP: これは私の本です (Kore wa watashi no hon desu) EN: This is my book.

Demographic

Ja is localised to the Chuugoku region of western Japan, specifically in the Okayama dialect (岡山弁) of Okayama prefecture. I couldn't find much more about what specific demographics use it (though anecdotally it seems like men use it more), nor whether its use is in decline or not.

Perception

To be completely honest I couldn't find much on its perception in actual use, though I would imagine that with its proliferation in media, the association with the elderly is found in reality as well.

In Fiction

The copula ja again shares the same story as the elderly role language, and came to be associated with the elderly. Nowadays, this perception persists.

Use by Sanra

In Sanra's dialogue, ja is used as one would expect, and nothing particularly stands out.

Example:

JP: 陛下の命はこの都で最も貴重なもの＜じゃ＞ Romaji: Heika no inochi wa kono miyako de mottomo kichou-na mono <ja> EN: Their Majesty's life <is> the most valuable thing in this entire city.

3. Sentence-ending Particle: nou (のう)

Description

The sentence-ending particle nou (のう) traces its roots back to the medieval particle nau (なう), roots that it shares with the more commonly seen ne (ね) and na (な), which is reflected in their similar usage.

Entire papers can and have been written on how such particles are used, so I can't possibly explain it adequately here. But in general, they are emphatic particles, little bits of language which convey emotion or add nuance to a sentence, be it surprise, frustration or what else have you, all with the same little particle.

Demographic

Nou is now mainly used in western Japan, again, particularly in the Kishuu dialect (紀州弁) of Wakayama Prefecture. I couldn't find much more about what specific demographics use it, nor whether its use is in decline or not.

Perception

I again couldn't find much on its perception in actual use, the pronouns have a lot more weight in perception judgements like these, leaving smaller particles on the wayside. I have been able to find that some regions consider nou and na to be pretty similar, performing the same function, though whether it's more or less refined than na fluctuates.

In Fiction

The copula nou again shares the same story as the elderly role language, and came to be associated with the elderly. Nowadays, this perception persists.

Use by Sanra

In Sanra's dialogue, nou is used as one would expect, written both as のう and as のぅ, the only difference being whether the う is small or not. Though this makes no real difference in its meaning.

Example

JP: 侵入者がたったの三人だけとは思わなかった＜のぅ＞ Romaji: Shinyuusha ga tatta no sannnin dake to wa omowa-nakatta <nou> EN: But I <sure> didn't expect there to only be three intruders.

4. Negation: nu/n (ぬ・ん)

Description

The most common form of negation in standard Japanese is with nai (ない), e.g. 書かない (kaka-nai) for "do not write". However, prior to this, nu (ぬ) was used instead much in the same manner and to the same effect, e.g. 書かぬ (kaka-nu), which can also be abbreviated simply into n (ん), e.g. 書かん (kaka-n).

Demographic

The nu/n negation is nowadays mainly used, once again, in western Japan, and the story repeats itself. It can be used by all people, but is seeing decline in modern days. Again, its modern decline is unrelated to its association with the elderly in fiction.

Perception

I again couldn't find much on its perception in actual use.

In Fiction

The nu/n negation also shares the same story as the elderly role language, and came to be associated with the elderly. Nowadays, this perception persists.

Use by Sanra

In Sanra's dialogue, both negation using nu and n are found, again used as one would expect, with nothing outstanding.

Example 1: nu

JP: 勝て＜ぬ＞か・・・ Romaji: Kate-<nu> ka... EN: I could<n't> win…?

Example 2: n

JP: 相手になら＜ん＞と聞いておったが Romaji: Aite ni nara-<n> to kii-te otta ga EN: I did hear that [those Goefu mannequins] were <no> match for th' intruders, but…

5. Dialectal Verb: oru (おる)

Description

Oru (おる) is the dialectal version of the standard verb iru (いる), which can be described as the verb "to be/have/exist (for living beings)". In dialects where oru is used, it replaces all cases of iru, even in cases like te-iru (ている) for the progressive tense, where it would instead be te-oru (ておる).

Demographic

You guessed it, oru as a dialectal variation of iru is used in western Japan. I couldn't find much more about what specific demographics use it, nor whether its use is in decline or not (though anecdotally this one seems to be holding on quite well).

Perception

There's not much difference in how oru is perceived as compared to iru. Though it should be noted that, while in standard Japanese, oru is actually the humble form of iru, it is not considered so in these dialects.

In Fiction

On its own, oru seems to have avoided the elderly association in fiction, perhaps due to how ubiquitous it is in western Japan. Instead, it typically simply signals a person being from the Kansai region. However, when appearing alongside the previous features, it contributes to the signaling of an elderly image all the same.

Use by Sanra

In Sanra's dialogue oru is again used as one would expect, with nothing outstanding.

Example

JP: 我らの都に攻め入って＜おる＞んじゃ？ Romaji: Warera no miyako ni seme haitte <oru>n ja? EN: [...] you three invadi<n'> our capital city?

Conclusion

And that's all 5 standout features used by Sanra in their speech, all from the "elderly role language".

To recap once more, they are:

First-person Pronoun: Washi (ワシ)

Dialectal Copula: ja (じゃ)

Sentence-ending Particle: nou (のう)

Negation: nu/n (ぬ・ん)

Dialectal Verb: oru (おる)

All in all I believe Sanra's use of the stock "old person talk" is meant to relate to their time in the military, perhaps due to them spending a lot of time with the older, high-ranking members of the army.

Alternatively, it could be showing that they're more of an old-fashioned person, which in some senses is true, despite them representing the "new" in the "old vs new" clash they and Kaoru have going on.

Ending

And that's finally all I have, first post in a good long while and it's a long one dang.

I apologise if my explanations for the linguistic features got more and more technical and ambiguous as the list went on. They're not nearly as discussed as the first-person pronouns and much harder to both do research on and explain.

It is always the simplest-looking bits of language that are the hardest to explain, and I've elected to avoid really going into the nitty gritty of semantics and grammar, since I'd imagine you're more interested in the indexed meaning rather than the practical application of these language bits.

I suppose I should finally note that I am, of course, not Japanese myself, and thus ultimately unfamiliar with how things actually are on the ground in Japan. So it's more than possible that I've missed some things, but still I believe that this is at least suffice to get a surface grasp on the central question of "What's the deal with how Sanra talks?"

As usual, I hope you enjoyed~! :)

[scatterpatter]

This is a free invitation to infodump about Colorless! Go ham, bestie! I'd love to hear about him!! Pop off, king! /gen /pos

MY FRIEND I AM PICKING YOU UP AND SPINNING YOU AROUND /P

OKAY OKAY SO COLORLESS- mannnn man man i miss him i miss him!!! He's an oc "edgesona" I made back in 2017 and I just missed him! I ramble SO MUCH UNDER THE CUT

Also warning I have OLD ART HERE kjbdfkjbskjfbsjk HELP

Okay so Colorless started as just a spontaneous idea of "Oooo what if Scatter but Evil" waaay back in 2017- think Darkiplier energy

Imma be honest, there's sadly a lot around 2017-2018 that I don't remember, including stuff with Colorless (it's almost like I have the Forget Things Disorder), so going through his older posts is crazy because I don't rember making a lot of this stuff but he was just Evil!Scatter LMAO

Then I convinced Shrike, an ex-friend, and some other mutuals at the time to make their own edgesonas! I frequently did stuff with Shrike's sona Gregory "The Game", or just Gregory Game. Older posts you may also see an "Apathy.txt." but since I'm not in contact with Apathy's owner anymore, I no longer include him in any Colorless content

It was basically just "What if these edgelords lived together and did mayhem"

But then I came up with COLORLESS LORE so here's the rundown of the lore (or at least what I rember... bad memory is bad ;-; )

So it was revealed that C wasn't just some evil alter-ego of Scatter, but rather they were two parts of a fractured whole

Scatter, Colorless, and one other we'll talk about shortly all came from one original person. This person decided to run an experiment to see if he could split himself into different states according to Freudian ego states: Id, Ego, and Superego. The procedure was a success and split the person into Mikhail(Id), Scatter(Ego), and Nathaniel(Superego)

Nat is scratched out. Rip. Scatter was always represented by purple, Mikhail by red, Nat by blue.

Long story short, they decided that they had their time together and needed to fuse back into one person. Mik had his reservations, but Nat and Scatts pushed it. Things went wrong, and they never integrated properly, and even corrupted themselves from it, destabilizing them. I was GOING to give strong hints to this in a comic I was sketching in 2018, but I never finished/posted it. HOWEVER i DO still have the sketchbook so it looked a bit like this! (OOO never before-seen loooore~~~)

It's something C would regularly flashback to and would cause immense distress and generally disrupt his daily functioning

Afterwards all 3 egos shared a body again, but "switched" consciousness frequently, often abruptly and to the detriment of whomever was "fronting" before. Colorless would switch in and take over the body usually to cause harm to Scatter and Nat, or to anons who interacted with him

C would act out in retaliation to get back at both Scatter and Nat, moreso Nat, and during his time corrupted and sharing the body, he took on the name "The Colorless", refusing to go by his real name of Mikhail.

After a few mishaps, he found a way to separate himself from Scatter and Nat! ... It left him a bit... corrupted, still, in the process

It not only left his entire body... not right (see: humans aren't colorless and outlined in red with black tar-like stuff), and also messed up Scatter's and Nat's bodies too

I was GOING to do a whole thing on tumbles where I would've gone into his backstory in depth buuuut that fell through. Oop.

I... admittedly forget a lot of what I was going to do past this. Memory is REAL bad around this time for personal reasons I won't delve into, but C started getting more of a "stabilized" look, though was still able to be VERY evil

WAIT I JUST UNLOCKED A MEMORY TYPING THIS- IIRC, he installed a "chip" in the side of his neck to help stabilize his body- no more corrupted eyes/frame in all-red anymore- and left a scar there he covered with a scarf. Sadly all this part of the lore happened in a server that got nuked BUT I found another never-posted-to-tumblr art in the sketchbook!

These are probably late 2018? VERY early 2019 at the latest?

Thanks to personal life things, C took a back seat for some time, but around 2019-2020 I gave him a semi-revival, and Shrike and I really had fun revisiting C and Greg's whole dynamic together!

Oh also there's another one of the "trio" whose name is Scoot Scoot. I am not joking. They call him Scoot or Scooter for short. He isn't one of the system's ego states- instead, he's a literal demon that looks like the other three. The lore for this was that the person who summoned the demon needed the hair of a human- and stole some from C because the summoner didn't want to use their own in case it went awry. Scoot was summoned and took a similar appearance to C and just... just... is chaos incarnate

SO around 2020ish, I took a pretty hard reboot on C and the egos- it's basically all the same lore, just with a fresh coat of paint... oh also we ship C and Game now. Their ship name is Colorgames.

During this time C decided to go a lot more tame, he didn't want to be a killer anymore, he wanted to be an edgy scientist. He also began patching things up with his brothers so now they're having a decent relationship! ... C also has a portal device attached to his wrist now soooooo... oops

I don't really know what I wanna do with him in the year of our lord and savior 2024, but it's just SO FUN to draw him again!!! Maybe I'll actually make a proper comic about his backstory, who knows!!! I just think he's neat

TL;DR: Colorless (Or "C", real name Mikhail) is one of three parts who consider themselves brothers. He is the Id, Scatter is the Ego, Nat is the Superego. A past event split them apart and they corrupted their bodies trying to put themselves back together. C grew resentful of the others and worked to sabotage them and lash out at them, but now has mellowed and is more of a chaotic scientist than a true villain. He dates @shrike-nest's OC Gregory Game, and they get into mayhem together. They adopted a demon along the way. His name is Scoot Scoot. Don't worry about it.

BONUS: SOME OTHER DOODLES I'VE FOUND IN MY SKETCHBOOK AND DISCORD HISTORY THAT I DONT BELIEVE EVER MADE IT TO TUMBLR:

... id post more that i found but i hit the tumblr image limit OOPS

[fauslayer]

␛ † ✚ for whomever you'd like!

(someone is going to be using relatively proper punctuation for this. because it makes long paragraphs easier to read.)

I want to make up for talking about Faust so much by.    Talking about him a lot. Hm.   Ah. Well.

So much text under the cut. So, so much text under the cut. I hope it’s alright.

ANGER:

  JIANNERS:

I think Jian’s got a pretty average temperament, honestly. He’s definitely more composed around kids or in a traditional medical setting, and adding onto that because he’s a pediatrics guy he kind of has to be good with agitation because kids are a little silly (this is awesome, they should be). But I think if he gets like. Mad? I think he shouts, loses his words often, and is more than a little gesticulative (a lot of it is just to get the anger energy out, but you can’t tell me that half of the conversation telling him he couldn’t go forward with the procedure wasn’t him shouting devastated half-sentences and making wide, sweeping hand movements). I think he’s usually more frustrated than angry, though. Real nose-bridge pincher, real air-swatter, this guy.

  MR. BALD:

Etc., Etc., “My feelings on Baldhead and (x) are complex” should be my catchphrase at this point. There are a lot of routes to go on this. I don’t think Baldhead gets angry at people, necessarily, mostly concepts (he can’t really get mad at people with how little he’s around them, but also he uses a neutral, if not aloof-informal tone with his presumed jailor, so even then he’s just kind of a guy). Much like Jian, he moreso gets frustrated than anything else. He’s twice as fidgety because he’s bad at “reigning himself in”, and has definitely hurt himself a little with that (probably the worst in Le Cube, since it would be hard to tell where was and wasn’t wall until you started hitting it). If he’s not miserable-angry, he’s probably trying to get the anger out of his system by throwing himself headfirst into his work! Which feeds directly back into frustration, half the time (“Why won’t you just get back up?”), until he most likely just goes to sleep (passes out, tomato tomあto) and forgets it in the morning.

  X-XX:

Babygirl you have some deep seated issues within you. But really, I don’t think anger is his worst one at the moment. Though notably, he’s a lot more physical than Faust really gets at any other point in how he reacts to others chiding him. Probably the shortest-tempered “era” in actually showing his anger, but you can’t really blame him he’s got like. Chemicals to deal with (and dealing with chemicals fucking sucks). That, and I think he deserves to fuss and whine and bit at all the stuff he fusses and whines about, really!

I have a bit of a scene in my head when I think of him getting upset; of him like, throwing something at the wall and just watching it slide or clatter and having to go like “Oh. That’s me, isn’t it.” and not exactly knowing how to feel about it, just very silently cleaning up. Uncontrolled in the moment, but something that unfortunately keeps him preoccupied at night.

  XRD:

What I would probably end up typing here is just a recount of his scenes with Zato and Chronus, and I don’t want to get too crazy off-track.

 STRIVE:

I think as of Strive, Faust is sort of trying to let himself feel more emotions without hamming, but I also don’t think he’s the kind of guy that gets as angry as he used to in general. There’s definitely still going to be some things that cross his threshold, but letting himself just exist and in general pushing down less hard on his emotions ended up making him a lot less angry in his day to day life! Wow! It’s almost as if allowing yourself to feel and process your emotions in a healthy manner leads to a more regulated lifestyle!

That being said I do think his anger is very...firm? like the way he'll occasionally snip out "not nice!" when he's being hit. He likes to talk out things that make him upset with Chronus, as well, since Chronus is one of the most normal weirdguys alive, and they can kinda mesh in that sense.

HEALTH:

  JIANNERS:

Getting this one out of the way: once someone in my inbox diagnosed him with hypotrichosis and I think they’re right. Also I think he got sick maybe once or twice a year growing up (the normal amount) and used every single minor cold or stomach bug as an opportunity to learn a little more about stuff. Very important little bits for me.

His height and build definitely did have an impact on his health growing up; he heard about it at every checkup and made it a point to try and keep himself relatively flexible his whole life, lest his bones collapse or whatever. I think his stretchy-doctor-training acted a little bit like physical therapy for him in that regard as well, though obviously as he continued to hunch in his day to day life his back is still going to give him problems.

I’ve got a little tapestry in my head where he got sick a few times while working as a field medic, insisted on pushing through it and probably passed out, though not before at least ensuring others could take care of the patients he didn’t get to. He woke up and everyone was fine, where without him they would’ve likely been mostly dead, so he just sort of kept his own health as an afterthought for the rest of his career.

If he gets a cold he’s very vocal about how he’s doing just fine, but you can always tell because he’s double-masking and shaky down to the bone. Poor sillyman.

  MR. BALD:

Has definitely worked himself into a fever, stomach bug, or similar sickness before. Not even bringing into account the starving, Baldhead’s health is fucked up enough. Constantly running himself to exhaustion and sleeping outside in either the heat or the cold, always under sensory overload because the second that he stops being in it pain starts happening, and no doubt someone has tried at least decently well enough to defend themselves from him that he’s gotten knocked around a bit; maybe shot at, burnt, et cetera. I think most of the injuries that would negatively affect his health probably don’t come from an outside source, really.

I’m not gonna talk about how I think he got the piss kicked out of him at the tournament. I think you already know |”^    |...

  X-XX:

He’s certainly got a lot of tournament piss-kicking injuries to recover from! I think he mostly only feels under the weather about it when he’s fatigued, though (which happens more than he’d like to admit). He also carries the Dearest Doctor Tradition of trying to work through being sick, though combined with some other factors he tends to not actually be able to do much. When he gets sick, he gets sick sick. Negative status effects stack in real life <3

  XRD:

I think anytime he gets sick in the Xrd timeframe he just sounds like shit the whole day but otherwise acts the exact same, until he goes back to wherever he woke up that morning and falls down face-first back to sleep. Barely ever gets sick somehow, though, because he’s a bit of a clean freak (especially in how he presents himself to others).

Special little area for my Fauslayer thoughts. I think Slayer has taken care of him very tenderly while Faust was sick before, but one of the first instances was more X2-ish in timeframe when he was too sick to move. Since he’s barely ever too sick to move he usually doesn’t want much help from Slayer, but will begrudgingly accept a stay in a very warm house with some soup. But here’s the trick, right. Slayer learned that if he cooked the soup the second he learned Faust was ill, he could just tell him about it afterward. And, well. You can’t waste food, doctor. That would be heartless. Cruel, even. Looks like you’ll just have to get nursed back to health. Looks like you’ll just have to actually feel better in the morning in both mind and body instead of gulping antibiotics but still feeling crummy the next day.

  STRIVE:

This guy takes vitamins and supplements. Still quietly gets disappointed in himself for getting sick, but will still resign to resting for the day, or at least taking his duties a little easier. Gets sick your normal, average amount, but gets those sorta fatigue spells from X-XX back. Really normal guy, all around, though.

RELIGION:

  JIANNERS:

Culturally a bit of a Buddhist, but not to any committed degree. Then the Crusades hit, and everything just kinda went melting pot.

I think he has positive feelings on religion overall (it’s nice when people get together, and all the different ways that religion, healing, and love intersect are very interesting to him), but I don’t think he necessarily subscribes to any one himself. For that reason, being hailed as a Messiah figure is a bit less uncomfortable (especially after his field medic “gig”. The Holy Order is kind of Christian). He’s a melting-pot man! To some degree, at least.

  MR. BALD:

This is one of those questions that gets a “WHAT?” out of him. Like when him and Testament are talking. He just doesn’t really think about that kinda stuff. I think he prays out of instinct, maybe (something he probably picked up from the Order) but the most he talks to any higher power is when begging for the pain to stop .|  Talking about Baldhead is kind of unilaterally depressing sorry about that.

  X-XX, XRD, and STRIVE are kind of condensable here, actually:

He’s even more of a melting-pot man. Lots of traveling, lots of self-searching, lots of culprit-searching. I think, in general, Faust is probably fond of most places of worship. Being a habitual forgiveness-seeker kind of messes with his ability to really hang with a particular religion (that and I feel he sort of falls under the atheist doctor/scientist stereotype, though not in a cruel or hateful way), but if he’s invited somewhere, by a patient or something, he’ll do his best to not be stressed out about it. Always respectful.

Notably, he’s a bit less likely to attend gatherings after Strive to me. He’s not dismissing anything, just that large crowds have always made him a bit anxious. If it’s important to a friend or a patient, he’ll tag along.

|^    | Thank you for your awesome swag question! i might also do a second run through of these prompts with a cringe guy ive been thinking about <3

[a-pale-azure-moon]

I've barely scratched the surface of TotK and I can feel my brain wanting to disappear down the Zelda rabbit hole. I am desperately trying to keep at least half of it in my writing brainspace but damn is it hard. There's so much temptation to just plop down with my Switch for the next eight hours and forget about everything else.

Anyway, I'm still very early in but I'll put my ramblings under the cut just in case.

-I know the popular joke was that TotK is just "$70 DLC." Obviously it is not with all of the new content, but it genuinely feels like I'm playing BotW again, only with new tools and new places to discover. And I don't consider that a bad thing! I spent almost 300 hours playing BotW and still wished there was more I could do (aside from hunting down all the Koroks because screw that), so I'm happy to be revisiting this world and exploring it all over again. Though I won't lie that I miss having all the gear and upgrades I had by the end of BotW. I'd forgotten how easy it is to die in stupid ways early on.

-Holy hell is there so much to explore. Maybe too much. Even with the nudges the game gives you, it's really hard to know where to even begin once you leave the Great Sky Island. I haven't even done any of the main dungeons yet; I've just been wandering around looking for shrines and seeing what's changed. It's even more daunting knowing there's stuff in the sky and in the depths to explore as well.

-The Depths freak me out. I've only been in there once and I'm not eager to go back until I'm stronger. Never been a fan of dark places in video games; you never can know what's lurking there, waiting to ambush you.

-It's nice to see all the familiar NPCs. Bumping into Purah and Robbie right away made me smile.

-It's also nice to see that Hyrule's been rebuilding since the end of BotW, but that evidence of the Calamity still exists (Castle Town especially). It makes the world feel that much more organic and real.

-That opening sequence was choice. Like, the approach to Ganon's lair, with the increasing gloom and the ominous music, literally sent shivers down my spine. Good shit.

-Ultrahand is amazing and I've only just begun to really play with its powers.

-To whomever at Nintendo designed the Gloom Spawn/Grabby hands/Nightmare Fuel, I hate you. May all your bacon burn for the rest of your life.

-I miss the Bomb runes SO MUCH.

-What happened to all the Sheikah technology anyway? I totally get dismantling all the Guardians considering they were the scourge of Hyrule for a long time, but did the towers and the Slate just...stop working?

-I'm fascinated by Rauru (and no, it's not just because he has Dimitri's voice, though I won't lie that it makes him that much more appealing, lol). So, we know that's his right arm that Link is "borrowing," and all of Link's new powers specifically come from that arm. And that same arm was keeping Ganon sealed away for....some length of time I'm not aware of yet, but I'm guessing it was awhile. And the new shrines are implied to contain fragments of Rauru's power as well. Just how powerful is this guy? Also, the reveal that he's the first King of Hyrule too (and married to a Hylian woman!) just makes things more interesting.

Also, also, look how adorable he is! I want to pet his ears and brush his hair! But I also want see him go ham at some point because the game sure as hell implies that he's god-like and I'm here for it.

...But it'll probably also make me sad because he's well, dead now and it's likely because sealing Ganon away cost him his life. =(

(I'm still reeling that Rauru's voiced by Chris Hackney, and it's even more wild with Matt Mercer being the voice of Ganon. How is it that the VAs of both of my FE husbands wound up in this game? Thanks for making sure the brainrot never ends, Nintendo!)

[forgenotes-archived]

𝙄𝙏’𝙎    𝙀𝙓𝙃𝘼𝙐𝙎𝙏𝙄𝙉𝙂    𝘽𝙀𝙄𝙉𝙂    𝙃𝙀𝙍𝙀    ,        but    you    also    think    you    use    that    word    too    much    .        maybe    you’re    in    your    right    to    -        everything    is    the    same    ,        day    in    ,        day    out    .        you’re    desperate    to    stretch    ,        and    you’re    hoping    heather    is    ,        too    .

❛❛    heather    ,        girl    ,        i    will    jot    a    couple    get    -    out    -    of    -    class    -    free    cards    for    the    both    of    us    if    you    would    please    ,        please    ,        go    do    some    stupid    shopping    at    the    mall    with    me    instead    of    rotting    in    chem    lab    today    .    ❜❜

@twicestung​    |    𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍    𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇    .

[sableseb]

I love your writing so sending in a request;

Okay Bucky/Seb or whomever you want to do this with : Reader sitting on their lap and trying to choke them with one hand. Trying cause she can't. Leaving love bites, etc then just puts her other thumb on their lips and gives them a naughty smile saying "You are my bitch now." and before they (the character) were just going along with it cause they were amused but after that dialogue they just flip the reader and choke her for real and say something along the line of "you will always be my slut." and then take it wherever you like.

Hope you and your family are safe and happy💕💫

Thank you so so much, darling! Wishing you nothing but love💞 Went with Sebastian on this one! I hope you enjoy cause I dunno what came over me while writing this...I genuinely went ham

word count: 1k

warnings: 1k of pure smut, dirty talk, daddy kink, choking, riding, pussy slapping, titty slapping, hitting, cum eating, spitting

tags: @meetmeatyourworst @stucky-my-ship @greeneyedblondie44 @harrysthiccthighss @fuckandfluff @sparksforkoo @bemine-bucky @thewritingdoll

“That’s it, use my cock, baby.” Sebastian gasps as you ride him on the plush, leather couch.

You love when he let’s you use his body, it gives you a sense of power. Having this beautiful man submit to you is something you wish would happen more often because the feeling is unmatched.

Each bounce causes his cock to hit that spot inside you that makes you see stars. You’re both a sweaty mess as you’ve been trying to reach your highs. You’re thighs are starting to burn as they rest beside his narrow hips.

The patch of hair he adorns catches your clit each time you sink all the way down. A coil has wound itself inside you and you so desperately need it to snap. You sit yourself flush against him, basking in the feel of his throbbing cock in your tight heat. You rotate your hips slowly as you look at him.

Sebastian’s once blue eyes are dilated to a complete black, his chest is rising and falling against the brace of your hands, his lips are swollen and pink. He looks like sin and it’s all because of you.

Your hand makes its way to his throat. You try your best to wrap it fully around his neck, but it’s just too thick for your dainty hand. It doesn’t deter you though, not even when he looks at you with pure amusement.

“What do you think you’re doing?” He grunts out as he feels your walls tighten around him.

You bring his face to yours and lightly trace your nose with his. You bring the fingers around his neck to his jaw and twist his face to the side. You bite his ear and whisper, “Making you my bitch.”

Sebastian turns his head back to look at you. He’s grinning a sick grin. He thinks it’s cute how you think you have to upper hand. Almost as soon as the words leave your lips, you’re harshly flipped onto your back. The leather automatically sticks to your damp skin.

His large hand encloses tightly around your neck, already there are bruises starting to form under the pressure of his fingers. You choke out a gasp at his rough demeanor. Being dominant was fun while it lasted…you’re truly at his mercy now.

“Your bitch? Oh, baby. You seem to forget who owns this pretty pussy.” He taunts and lands a rough smack against your cunt causing your hips to jolt. Sebastian rubs firm circles over your clit before landing another smack.

“You’re my bitch. Don’t you ever forget that.” He seethes, inches away from your ever reddening face caused by his restricting grip on your throat.

Sebastian pulls his hand away and you gasp for air. Your lungs burn as the cool air from the conditioned condo is inhaled. You’re practically dripping from his rough words and even rougher actions. You love when he plays dirty.

As your hooded eyes meet his, he’s all business and you can’t help but let a smile breakout across your face. You thrive off his dominant side rearing its ugly head. 

“C’mon, daddy...you gonna fuck this pretty pussy?” you ask, your voice laced with innocence.

A stinging slap causes your head to whip to the side. A red print is marked on your skin and he thinks you couldn’t look any prettier. He grabs your face and leans into your neck to bite and suck the skin. You try to move your head to give him better access, but he has your cheeks firmly in his grasp and he’s not letting you move an inch.

Sebastian’s lips wrap around your ear lobe and he drags it through his teeth before whispering, “Daddy’s gonna ruin this pretty pussy.”

You clench around nothing, you ache to have him pound you into this ridiculously expensive leather. He wraps his hand around your throat once more. “Open your mouth.”

You comply and stick your tongue out for him, already knowing what he’s up to. He spits into your mouth, you feel it coat your tongue and it causes you to rub yourself against his erection.

“Now swallow.”

You hum in content as you swallow his spit. He leans in and kisses you, roughly slotting his mouth to yours as his tongue explores yours. The hand he doesn’t have around your throat slides between your bodies to line himself up with your entrance.

His thick girth slips into you and you gasp into his mouth. Sebastian starts a punishing pace that causes your chest to bounce each time his hips flush with yours. His hand tightens as he pounds into you and your eyes cross as pleasure takes over.

“What’s wrong,” he pants, “not so big and bad now are we?”

You can’t reply, your moans are getting stuck and your cunt won’t stop pulsing as heat engulfs you. His other hand lands a slap to a breast before roughly gripping it and then pulling the nipple between his fingers.

He feels you clench around him after each hit he lands on your body. “You love when I slap you around, don’t you my pretty slut?”

“Yes,” you choke out, “yes, daddy.”

As he continues his rough pace, you’re falling apart. The delicious drag of his cock, his groans and grunts, his hand around your neck...it’s just what you need. 

He feels your body seize up, you’re cunt is squeezing him to the point where he can barely pull out of your wet warmth. His hand leaves your throat so you can breathe once more. Tears fill your eyes and your neck is flushed an angry red. You look gorgeous to him every time he takes you apart.

“Want you to cum in me, daddy. Fill me up.”

How can he deny that? His labored breathing and the wet sounds from where your bodies are connected are the only things to be heard. You’re running your hands up and down his defined torso, coaxing him to release himself in you.  

A few more pumps and he does just that, covering your walls in white. You feel his warmness sooth your abused pussy and slowly leak out along his shaft. Sebastian pulls out and makes sure to finger his cum back into you. He lifts his long fingers to your mouth and you happily suck them clean, tasting yourself and him on your tongue.

You flash him a ditsy, blissed out smile before saying, “I should try and make you my bitch more often.”

[bokettochild]

Legendary Cousins

So... I promised @peachy-scars that I would write them this a while back when they posted this, and after consulting y’all (I think it was @attllhak and several anons who helped the most) I finally had enough to just go ham and write this beautiful piece of garbage.

Hope you like it, Peaches!

 They had landed in a new Hyrule, and Legend’s instant reaction was to blink and stare about with a conflicted expression on his face while the others had stared in confusion at their surroundings.

 “Why’s this look so weird?” Wind demanded eloquently as he pulled himself out from beneath a giggling Hyrule, who always laughed nervously when they landed in a new Hyrule and seemed particularly giddy today.

 “Wind, manners.” Time chided softly, pulling himself back up and working with Wild to pull his protégé back up, Twilight looking around dizzily as he leaned on his mentor for balance. “You don’t know whose home this might be.”

 “I do.” Legend hissed softly, hooded eyes staring towards a nearby path while a slight smile touched his lips. “New Hero everyone.”

 Glances were exchanged before shooting to the vet in confusion. “How...”

 “You knew there were more heroes?” Warriors sputtered, staring at the vet in surprise while the hero in question pulled himself to his feet and shook out his limbs, knuckles crackling painfully and making the others wince.

 “Time travel mixed with world hopping and the occasional visit to other countries.” Legend answered in a low voice, stretching towards the sky and standing on the tips of his toes (eyes turned away as the vet’s already short tunic rode higher). “I’ve met plenty of other heroes. Five- maybe six? Not sure.” He shrugged, arms falling back to his sides as he moved further into the forest. “Come along, if we want to check up on things we’d best get headed to the castle. Monsters out here are brutal, even if they are bloody crazy.”

 Glances were exchanged again, Wind’s wide eyes growing wider as he mouthed the words ‘six other heroes’ to his brothers.

 “Who met Legend before all this went down?” The captain hissed, pulling Four up onto his back. “Because it sure as heck wasn’t me.”

 No one answered, and they didn’t have much of a chance to as the Vet’s voice broke through the forest, a harsh hiss for them to hurry. “You stay there all day the ‘blins’ll eat you!”

 Eight heroes pulled themselves along, following after as Legend trailed silently through the forest.

 Each stumble or loud noise earned a glare from the vet, and if it didn’t come from them, it made him freeze, steps stopping immediately as his ears would prick towards the sound. More than once, Twilight or Sky had to muffle a laugh in their respective wraps as the image of a bunny starting to alert entered their minds.

 Maybe it’s the laughter. Maybe it’s just their dang Hero of Courage luck, or maybe it’s just because Hylia thinks it funny, but even with all Legend’s glaring and stopping and sneaking, they are attacked just as they reach the edge of the forest.

 The monsters are... horrifying. Nothing most of them have ever even seen, and the only thing they can do as they fight is to take the vet’s advice. “Aim for the eyes! And if you can’t reach them, the ankles!” The vet shouts as he kicks into a spin attack. The other heroes follow suit, ripping into the beasts as Wild pulls back from the group, setting off volleys of arrows as best he can do by himself, and successfully blinding a few of the monsters.

 They’re thick into the song of battle when an unknown voice rings out. “Good golly! Hang on there, sirs!”

 It’s hard to see past the swarms of monsters (seriously, they’ve never been this thick!) but blonde hair and a swinging sword assure them that whomever it is, is likely the hero Legend had told them about. Enemies fall as bombs explode and various weapons pierce through hearts and heads.  

 Once the dust has cleared, they take careful stock of their injuries and weapons (Wild’s shattered another sword and Four is sighing wearily) before turning their attention to their unexpected help.

 Legend and the other hero stand over a dead bokoblin, shaking hands in a friendly manner while the one chatters to the other, the vet smiling thinly but genuinely as he listens.

 “Vet, who’s this?”

 “Ah! You have friends!” A bright smile is turned their way as the swordsman releases Legend’s hand. “Greetings! I’m Link.”

 “The Hero of Koridai.” Legend adds on, rolling his eyes.

 “Aw, come on, Other-Link!” The newcomer grins, jabbing Legend playfully in the side and effectively stealing his breath. “I’m just Link is all.”

 “That’s all of their names too.” Legend wheezes, glaring up at the other.

 The chain of heroes takes in the newcomer, who, much to the captain’s dismay, seems to share Legend’s opinion of pants, as well as a preference for pegasus boots. Bright brown eyes stare back at them, a dopey grin on the hero’s face, but beneath the welcoming grin there's a glint of something sharp and dangerous that has Warriors shuffling back warily.

 “What adventure is this? Finish meeting up with your lovely cousins?”

 The vet huffs a breath, clearing his throat as he straightens up again. “Thereabouts, this’ll be adventure seven.”

 “Ooh, seven. Ouch.” Bright brown turn towards the vet with a sympathetic wince. “Sorry about that.”

 “You had your own quests.” Legend dismisses, as if his words don’t confuse the others. “How’s Zelly by the way? We haven’t heard from her.”

 Link, for lack of a better current name, smiles cheerily. “Half a minute yet there.” Turning to the others he offers yet another impossibly wide smile, it’s very nearly uncomfortable to look at, and Legend is the only one who seems unaffected by doing so (he has seen far, far worse from this world). “We should skedaddle over to the castle.” A halting motion is made towards the castle just in front of them as the newest hero laughs nervously. “As long as you’re there, you won’t be attacked.”

 And for lack of anything else to do, they agree, following after as Legend and the new Link chat in the front, Legend with an amount of patience that has never in their memory presented itself and the new Link with an almost irritating amount of pep and cheer. “Zelly’s doing great, and we’re hoping to visit all of you soon too! Or, we were, but the monsters started getting real bad an’ Zel figured we’d better stay behind to make sure they didn’t cause too much trouble.”

 “How bad?” The vet’s brows quirk with concern and Warriors nearly stumbles at the gentle expression on Legend’s face.

 “Just a bit stronger.” The new Link shrugs, but smiles brightly up at Legend. “It’s not as bad as last time though, so don’t worry your pink head about it.”

 And Legend... Legend actually laughs, reaching up to tug the cap of the other Link as they cross into the shadow of Hyrule Castle’s walls.  

 “What the-” Warriors is cut off with a blaring ‘Beep!’ from Wind, who looks up at him cheekily when the captain looks down at him.

 “Censoring.” Wind chirrups.

 ”Soooo...” Twilight drawls, a smile pulling at his features as he looks between the duo, the heroes all relaxing as they enter the castle gates. “How do you two know each other?”

 “We’re cousins!” Link chirrups happily, shooting another smile over his shoulder that’s just a bit too wide and a bit too sharp.”

 “Third Cousins or...” Legend waves his hand vaguely. “Somethin’. Their father is my second cousin or some sort of thing, it’s unclear honestly, all we know is that Zelda is my cousin somewhere down the line and with those two dating-” The other Link flushes at the statement, face as dopey as Sky’s gets. “He’s bound to be thrown in there somewhere too.”

 “Wait!” Four looks from one of the cousins to the other (there is a bit of resemblance, uncannily enough, even though Link smiles far more than Legend). “Whose time is this?”

 The two share a look, nodding firmly before turning to the others and speaking together. “Both.”

 “Two heroes? In one time?” Time cocks a brow.

 Legend throws his hands up. “You can talk to Hylia about that!”

 “Oh!” Link’s grin widens further as he bounces in place. “And how is Aunt Hylia? Golly, I haven’t seen her in ages!”

 “Aunt Hylia...” Sky blinks slowly.

 The vet huffs. “Fine. She’s letting Fable back into the fighting ring this weekend, figured since the Master didn’t mess things up that it’d be okay to let Hylians head back out there. Hide the evidence if they send me an invite, yeah?”

 “Will do!” Comes the chipper reply, but the other heroes aren’t done.

 “Wait, wait, wait, how many heroes are there in this time?” Warriors looks from one to the other with panic building in his gaze.

 Link frowns in what seems an over-the-top expression of thought. “Do the colors count?”  

 Four chokes.

 Legend flushes. “They count.” His voice is strained and nearly wheezing as swirling hazel stares a hole in his head.

 “And then there’s the Hytopian wannabe, who might very well actually be one.” Link continues. “And the two of us. Does Great-Grandfather Raven count?”

 “Not in this time, he just traveled here briefly when Nayru became corrupted.” Legend drawls with a head tilt, as if talking about meeting your ancestors and de-corrupting a goddess was normal for this world, and with the way Link just nods along, they are all beginning to worry that that is the norm here.

 “Right, so five heroes.” Link nods slowly. “And then we have great-gramps Raven, and whoever- wait.” The new Link’s eyes fly wide open as he motions to Time. “Isn’t that Great-Gramps?”

 Legend and Time both splutter as the vet hurries to correct the other hero. “No! He’s...” Legend looks from the startled Time to his cousin. “That’s the Hero of Time.” He whispers gravely, and Link’s eyes blow even wider as he looks to Time, who winces. They’ve all heard of what happened to the Hero of Time in this world.

 “Oh!” Link breathes, before another smile stretches over his face. “Great-Great-Gramma Lon’s husband!”

 Legend just facepalms while Time stands with his mouth flapping and fingers twitching, the old man now trying to calculate exactly how many children are now officially his while Warriors proceeded to have all the color drain out of his face.

 “How are there two heroes of Courage here!!!!” The Captain hisses, and Link and Legend both look at each other. “And for the love of Hylia! Stop looking at each other all the time, what, can you read minds?!?!”

 And both stare at the captain with the deadest of dead expressions, which actually makes Link all the more unnerving and Legend all the more intimidating. “Yes.”

 It takes a while, but once they meet Zelda, she takes the time to explain.

 “Our fathers are cousins.” She says, smiling at the heroes as they all sit and have lunch in the courtyard, motioning to Legend as she speaks. The vet is currently pulling his hat back off of his face after having it tugged down in vengeance for earlier. “Once both had married into the royal family, there was contention in the kingdom so Auntie Hylia sent Mapa and Papa out here to take care of this part of the kingdom while she handled things in central Hyrule.

 “Most folks call Papa a king because they forget that it’s one country, but what with the high borders and all, it may as well be its own country.” She shrugs as she pops another piece of food in her mouth. “And there aren’t two Courage Wielders, technically. I mean, there are, but Link isn’t one of them.” She smiles in a sly sort of way, too wide, too knowing, too creepy for many of the heroes to be comfortable. “He just happens to care a lot and does what he can.”

 “Oh yeah,” Hyrule nods knowingly, chewing slowly on his own meal. “My brother is like that too.”

 The others, even Legend and Link, turn to Hyrule in shock. “Your what???”

[powderandclay]

How to write a prayer to whatever entity your heart desires

I see a lot of people on here flailing when it comes to prayers- whether it be struggling to write them, using shitty prayers you found on the internet, or not comprehending what you're saying when reading old prayers.

So! Let's break it down, using the most notable example of good prayer writing I can think of, The Lord's Prayer.

First step:

Invoke the name of the entity you're praying to. Call attention to the fact that you're trying to talk to whoever you're contacting.

In the Lord's Prayer, this part is:

Our Father, who Art in Heaven...

Short and succinct. You can add on whatever titles you like- a more elaborate Lord's Prayer might read, "O our Holy Father, King of Heaven and Earth, Lord of All...".

Second Step:

Butter up whoever you're praying to. Song their praises a bit, pray for things that the entities themselves want.

... Hallowed be thy name. Thy Kingdon come, Thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.

This is your chance to show your devotion, to make the entity agreeable to you, or remind yourself of the power of whomever you plan to work with. It's ok to go ham on this bit.

Step three:

Petition the entity. Ask them for the things you want.

"Give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil."

There isn't much to say here, just ask for the things you want. Doesn't have to be anything fancy.

Step four:

Affirm the power of the entity you're praying to. Acknowledge that they absolutely are capable of fulfilling your request.

"For thine is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory forever, Amen."

Remember why you're praying- because what you're praying for absolutely can be manifested. If the power of what you're praying to comes through something else (for instance, if you're praying to a saint), now is the time to affirm the power of that entity.

Put it all together

Let's say I want to write a prayer to Saint Cecilia, patron of musicians, so that she can help me use singing in my magical practices.

Use the above guideline to write a simple prayer.

Saint Cecilia, patron of musicians, I pray to you: Bless the Church through the Grace of God, and pray for me that my voice would conduct the Power of God in my magical workings. To God be the Glory, Amen.

Simple, right? Now dress it up. A prayer can be like poetry if you write it correctly. Don't be afraid to lay it on thick at first draft and them shape the prayer how you want.

Saint Cecilia, Patroness of musicians and Martyr of the Lord Jesus Christ, blessed be your name among women. I pray the Grace of the Lord be with you; May His Mercies flow through you ever unto His Church. Pray for me, exalted Saint of the Lord Most High, that my voice might be like those of the Heavenly Choir, and that my voice might conduct the Power of the Lord Christ Almighty in my works. Protect me, I pray, o protectress of all who invoke you, that I may make joyful noise pleasing unto the Lord. To God be the Glory, Honor, and Praise, ever unto the end of the Age. Amen.

Boom, done. One fully functioning prayer to an entity of my choice, and I wrote it in 20 minutes.

Pro tip, don't use Ye Olde language if you don't actually know how to use it. I like the flow of it, but you probably shouldn't use it if you don't know how to use "thou" in a sentence properly.

[sagamemes]

quotes from tabletop games, part i.   thank you to whomever decided in the first game i was in to start collecting quotes being said during the table—here’s a sentence meme featuring 100 sentences that have been said out loud or written down during various tabletop roleplaying games i’ve acted as a game master for, or in conversations surrounding it. sentences edited to fit written roleplay better. it’s a mixed bag, y’all. tw:  implied sexual content and jokes, death and violence mentions.

❝  holy shit, /i'm/ the professional in this situation.  ❞

❝  i don't think there's a lot of water in her birth chart.  ❞

❝  you know how much I love goading you into bad decisions.  ❞

❝  [i/you] did faceplant.  ❞

❝  i hope you know this is all your fault, [name].  ❞

❝  wouldn't it be nice if you could bite it back?  ❞

❝  [person] could've bonked the knob to death.  ❞

❝  a little bit of making out in the cupboard is not a security threat.  ❞

❝  no-one else can see it, but [person] is definitely being haunted by an ex-girlfriend.  ❞

❝  she's a new yorker, leave her alone  ❞

❝  we've all known each other for about four hours and we're making goblins of ourselves.  ❞

❝  you’re laughing!  [name] is dead and you’re laughing!  ❞

❝  god, what a weird little man!  ❞

❝  i don't speak [fandom/media].  ❞

❝  because, of course, you don't immediately run out of blood in your head—  ❞

❝  technically shoes are skin without feet.  ❞

❝  if it helps, she does have a youtube channel.  ❞

❝  should we even play d&d, maybe we just do therapy instead.  ❞

❝  oh great, what can i do with a dead body?  ❞

❝  the man with no face is just a raccoon.  ❞

❝  or whatever the victorian equivalent of reaching into the fridge and grabbing a block of cheese.  ❞

❝  i do not acknowledge more men than i need to.  ❞

❝  he footless because he got paws.  ❞

❝  [i am/they are] intrigued by the bundle of scarves.  ❞

❝  i thought she landed on her wrists?  ❞

❝  i'm glad i didn't faceplant, at least.  ❞

❝  it is not resistant to bonk damage.  ❞

❝  my interpersonal skills are shit!  ❞

❝  is he made of bees?  ❞

❝  oh well, she's got one of those as well.  ❞

❝  —which is objectively the wrong way to eat books.  ❞

❝  no teeth, no feet. simply vibes.  ❞

❝  we're going to have to listen to soft ballet while we fight this thing.  ❞

❝  that was my third frowny face.  ❞

❝  puff puff pass but instead of getting high you have a coherent thought  ❞

❝  oh yeah, i killed your neighbour, didn't i?  ❞

❝  we're city kids, we know what traffic is.  ❞

❝  give me a gay vibe check.  ❞

❝  THE QUEEN IS MICE.  ❞

❝  doesn't matter which of us die because i'll see you all again on hell.  ❞

❝  you know how when a person's decapitated—  ❞

❝  i don't even have my eyebrows on.  ❞

❝  we will create chaos.  ❞

❝  i heard g-string.  ❞

❝  i have a masters degree in library science and i googled  ‘ feetless man ’ !  ❞

❝  am sad. want ham.  ❞

❝  you are the most powerful person in the room with that cheese tray.  ❞

❝  you'll wake up to something you don't wanna see  ❞

❝  buff mice.  ❞

❝  —but it would've been a sexy thing to do.  ❞

❝  THE GAME'S OVER! THE GAME'S OVER! WHY ARE YOU STILL DOING THIS TO ME?  ❞

❝  it’s mice mentality.  ❞

❝  i know the implication was not that we were little beans but shh...  ❞

❝  it's your turn!  ❞

❝  charlie's angels, more like [name]'s headaches  ❞

❝  it's me, the bitch who failed  ❞

❝  i'm really good at that! ... no, i'm not.  ❞

❝  i love this absolutely doomed party.  ❞

❝  unless someone wants to try to overpower two peasants.  ❞

❝  we don't make good leather.  ❞

❝  you could definitely be mistaken for a respectable person now.  ❞

❝  unfortunately, my alibi is dead  ❞

❝  you would not think that english was my first, and frankly my only, language.  ❞

❝  what the fuck happened to my music?  ❞

❝  [name], that's gay behaviour.  ❞

❝  i truly just want u to imagine putting a hand on a titty and feeling a sack of dust through the skin.  ❞

❝  we've conspiracy theory'd this ghost and now it's a feral raccoon.  ❞

❝  does the number of heads you have factor into how easy you are to hit?  ❞

❝  i wanna do something weird.  ❞

❝  are you trying to reason with a drugged cat?  ❞

❝  what die do i roll? the one with numbers?  ❞

❝  i'd avoid plants if i were you.  ❞

❝  i want to be the burger king of a ruined world.  ❞

❝  just because i can be charming doesn't mean i will initiate conversation.  ❞

❝  that scream didn't have an american accent.  ❞

❝  i guess he was just two horses in a trench coat in the end  ❞

❝  make meth, i dare you!  ❞

❝  holy shit, you read french?!  ❞

❝  i've already put down two frowny faces on my notes.  ❞

❝  [person/animal] doesn't have good stamina, actually.  ❞

❝  we've established that the bees are trustworthy, [name]!  ❞

❝  i can't find the fucking d!  ❞

❝  frostbite'll do that to you too. you're not so special.  ❞

❝  we laugh in the face of a vengeful god  ❞

❝  sorry, but for the sake of the mission, i gotta drown everyone.  ❞

❝  i don't know anything about... men.  ❞

❝  i didn't consider all the emotional implications!  ❞

❝  it's a little known fact, but the h in  ‘ goth ’  stands for hrt.  ❞

❝  thank you for giving me an opportunity to murder you.  ❞

❝  don't worry, i'm a very gentle dom  ❞

❝  i'm gonna stay riding it, then.  ❞

❝  just two dudes who may or may not have done a murder  ❞

❝  you can't even count on [name] for numbers.  ❞

❝  'twas the night before christmas and all through the house not a person was stirring, because they were all dead.  ❞

❝  how is that rat bastard looking?  ❞

❝  maybe [name], because he has rights  ❞

❝  maybe [name], because he has no brain  ❞

❝  i'm cruel but i'm not an asshole.  ❞

❝  we're just two cartoon dogs vibing in the fire.  ❞

❝  in the spanish dub, [person a] and [person b] kissed before [person a] left  ❞

[penname-artist]

Dunno why I made this BUT, for writing inspiration: Some really hot and/or sweet details I enjoy seeing in NSFW or else really romantic/sexual fics (they're just very nice)

Also um, note to self, I didn't think it was gonna be this long.

Oops

- Characters laughing softly while they're being ruined (or bonus if they're the one ruining)

- Scrambling for purchase of any specific surface, bonus if its something that will only stabilize them minutely (ie bedsheets)

- Spending extended time touching and feeling across the body (not any specific it sensitive place, just bodily caressing in general) or bodily massages

- Resting together before, during, and/or after the thing / One falling asleep on the other (personal preference, I like to see pre-cuddles as opposed to post-cuddles. Like, the cuddling is the horniness fuel)

- Characters denying themselves but failing miserably, until finally giving up and going all ham on the other

- Moving from one room or area into another without really paying attention to it (ie they're making out and just, end up pushing each other towards the bedroom)

- Longing stares before, during, or after the thing, just marvelling at whomever they get to be intimate with

- Characters (especially big tough ones) trying to hold back their noises, but in doing so they let out cracked moans and whimpers that are just MMM YES, FUCK

- When characters make that short little gasp like they just touched ice

- A moan starting quiet and soft, and then getting surprised into a very loud and not soft one ("a-aaaAAAAAAAA-")

- Smol noms on like, anything, everything, to show affection (ie nibbling ears, bits of clothing, fingers, etc)

- The Rough Push (ie when a character goes from loving and sweet to their partner to fucking feral and uapologetically horny)

- One that note: composed characters going totally feral and being horny shits

- Wall pinning. Oooooh God wall pinning

- Accidents happening, but like they don't care ("oops, fell off the bed! Oh whatever" or "Ah the alarm clock! ...Oh well!")

- When you think they're done, but they're definitely NOT done (bonus if they already did it once and they're going to again, because most of the time you just see oral and then the "not done yet" becomes just the doing it)

- T E A S I N G. Make the characters suffer. Make the readers suffer. A brush of skin, a teasing swipe, not breaking the dam but just sitting there watching the other character melt into the floor with need. Use teases! Make intimacy an art!

- NSFW that isn't exactly 100% explicit. To clarify: characters who are obviously horny and doing NSFW things, but clothed. Characters getting really into something, without penetration. There's a whole lot more to smut than putting a dick in a hole, y'all!

- BONUS: Any writer who writes a smut that actually has a differentiating flow from characters enjoying themselves to not enjoying themselves back to really enjoying themselves has my absolute kudos. Sex isn't always mind blowing, sometimes its just sweet! And characters should be allowed to fuck up, even in the bedroom, and make adjustments and corrections. As well, sometimes they might want to do things and then realize hey, maybe they don't like it!

Feel free to add your own things you like to see in fics or wish you could see more of, this is just a writing inspiration...soup. "Come get your spicy soup!"

[anxiouslyfred]

Ear Defenders

Summary: Since his parents kicked him out Remus has feared being rejected by his soulmate, despite anything Roman or his soulmate can say. After all, what else could follow words like "Dudes, if you were any louder I'd be putting my ear defenders on just to get past.” 

AN: I don’t think there’s any warnings needed beyond food mentions, but let me know and I’ll try to remember.

Ships: Dukexiety, background Roceit

/\/\/\/\

Remus had faced rejection all his life. His fascination with injuries was morbid and obsession with butts disgusting; He'd heard it all. Sometimes people would claim it was to do with personal hygiene or the insane attention seeking he did, but Remus was never seeking attention, just doing the things he thought would bring joy in the moment.

For years it was fine that people left him behind. He could make new friends and would someday meet his soulmate who put the words on his wrist from their first future meeting. The universe had promised him he wouldn't see everyone leave. Even Roman believed in that, no matter how much they argued about his inability to quietly fit in at school.

Then their parents kicked him out the day he turned twenty with parting words harsh enough to shake his faith to the core. “You're so immature we doubt even your soulmate will stick around beyond your first words.” The yelling and arguments Roman came out with then and would lecture about anytime the day came up ever after couldn't stop his fear of being rejected forming, but at least it sustained the confidence to be himself that Remus had always carried and for a month tried to ignore and suppress.

With each friend he lost and co-worker who ignored him, Remus's fear grew, after all if these people who didn't have such a lifetime connection didn't give him a chance for 5 minutes why would someone whose first words would be complaining about the noise do so?

Roman did stick around, insisting on it and joining in with some of Remus's ideas. Occasionally he, or his soulmate when they met, would try to tame them enough to be safer but it felt like an empty comfort to have peace with the brother he used to war with. Despite all of Roman's and Janus's attempts they couldn't return the faith lost about his soulmates abandonment. No fairy-tales or classic novels could help someone so isolated from the world he only had two people to talk to most of the time.

/\/\

It was on one of the days that Remus had been dragged away from his work and his rubbish that he found hope again. The litter picker had been locked away by Janus while Roman distracted him so he couldn't start working while they were out. He was still wondering about changing jobs and just keeping the rubbish collection as a hobby; Surely he could be loud on a building site.

The thought was pushed aside by Roman starting to sing Beauty and the Beast. Of course Remus had to improve the lyrics then, nobody needed to hear something so saccharine as that.

“Dudes, if you were any louder I'd be putting my ear defenders on just to get past.” The words cut through everything, freezing Remus in place as he registered the building site next to where they were passing and a guy leaving it watching them. The biggest realisation though was that he'd just heard the words from his wrist spoken aloud and the person's expression wasn't happy.

He was on the verge of tears before he could remember how to speak again. “Please stay long enough to talk. I can be quiet I swear. I think you're my soul.”

Peripherally he could see Janus stopping Roman from speaking, but all his fears rested on the face of alarm and concern now directed at him. “I've got an hours lunch break, but if you give me your number we could carry on texting after that and meet up later?” The words seemed carefully chosen, possibly rehearsed, but they were enough to make Remus want to leap up the walls. “And you don't need to be quiet, Dude. Noise is pretty good generally.”

“Really? But only – Nobody – Everyone -” There was so many things Remus wanted to say all at once but he couldn't get any of them out, tears beginning to fall in the sudden rush of hope.

A tissue being shoved into his hand reminded him of his brothers presence. “I think what Remus is trying to say is aside from Janus and I most people do leave him so thank you for giving him the chance.” Roman attempted to interpret, not entirely successful but close enough.

“We don't need a chaperone, thanks. I deal with my own anxiety enough to be patient with someone else's.” Remus's soulmate snarked back, now holding a hand towards him. “And something to eat generally helps after a whirlwind of emotions, if you'd like yo join me?”

Of course Remus took the hand, overjoyed to be led away. “I'm Remus, He/him. Who are you, My Soul?”

“Virgil, he/him, and do you need some breathing exercises? You've been like swapping from not breathing to hyperventilating since I spoke.” The offer and raised eyebrow glance assessing him made Remus realise just how fast he was breathing.

“Please.” He'd been pulled into a sandwich shop now but Virgil ignored the guy hurrying behind the counter to sit Remus down and help him.

It took a few minutes before his breathing calmed and the bouncing from excitement began. “Can I buy you lunch, Virgie?” He offered, glancing for a way to stay with his soulmate as long as he could.

Being answered with a head-shake dampened his hopes to be helpful though, until Virgil spoke, “Only if you can promise me this isn't part of you trying to behave so I'll stay. Whomever Remus is beyond your fears is who I want to know and I'm happy to wait and reassure until you're comfortable to show him to me. I'm staying; no need to try and earn that.”

Remus gasped at the sincerity and comfort being so freely offered, before actually pausing to think. “I was gonna buy my bro and Janjan lunch today anyway. Lot more fun to buy my soul his even if I can't sabotage it.”

“Then I'll have a hot chocolate with a ham and cheese baguette.” Virgil relaxed back into his seat, finally letting go of Remus's hands though he couldn't say when they'd been taken. Remus had to grin at the snickers he got from walking backwards to the counter.

Virgil was still snickering when he came back with their drinks and this time nothing slightly odd had been done consciously to cause it. “I've not got froth on my nose yet. What's so funny?”

“Re, what on earth did you order to make Sunglasses look so horrified?”

“I wanted as many espresso shots as possible so I can fight the universe and 2 of the most sugary, e-number filled thing they sell so we can get sugar rushes too!” Remus nodded, certain it made sense as he swapped the way the drinks were placed down 9 times before deciding he'd got it right.

Virgil watched the move with a still amused smirk before shrugging. “I'm the first aider for my site so I can patch you up afterwards.” He said, sending electric shocks of relief flinging themselves through Remus. “But other than fighting galactic entities and shocking servers what do you do?”

Most people on the Cities Cleansing team would insist on using their actual job title, saying it sounded more professional, others just stayed down to earth and called a spade a spade; then there was Remus is his own league, “I steal people's rubbish and make treasures out of it all, sometimes hidden safely at the dump!”

“Sounds like you're more than equipped to fight gods then. How would you describe being a builder?” Remus had expected disgust or dismissal but was met with a small smile and curiosity. He had to tap his knee harder to get the happy energy out somehow.

“Committing atrocities against natural habitats or giving purpose to the city areas people look away from. Depends if you work on inner city used sites or areas out taking over farmland.”

Even Janus disliked his descriptions of the jobs people claimed as vital, but Virgil just snorted, nodding along. “Too right. The rich man says build here and people just wanting to survive the month have to follow. I do try to avoid the areas building on new land when I can at least.” Virgil broke off, looking around as though wanting something else to say, before frowning. “No fighting the capitalist regime alone though. One person is too easy for companies to disappear. Best to talk people into unions and protests instead.”

Remus couldn't help but cackle at the remark. After all the years of rejection it was impossible to believe Virgil was real, actually feeding into his ideas and encouraging him. “You're really not going to leave me? I can have your number?” The thought spilt out as soon as he thought over how happy this hour was for him.

“If you give me your phone I can add my number to it now and you already know where I work for the next months if you just want to appear randomly.” Virgil offered, extending his hand across the table. “We could do lunch dates as long as you're okay just sitting by the fountain since I usually bring a packed lunch. I just wasn't awake enough to make it this morning.”

The hour disappeared from them far too quickly, with Remus cackling through it almost more than speaking. Even as they walked back to Virgil's building site they were talking and getting to know each other, only just spotting Roman and Janus approaching from the opposite direction.

Remus ignored them through their farewells and after, standing watching the entrance shut before opening his phone to just stare are the new contact added. “He's staying.” Remus wasn't one for reverence but his voice in that moment was filled with it.

“He's your soulmate.” Roman stated, smiling. There was a relief in Roman's voice that for years Remus would call out given how certain his brother had acted that soulmates don't leave.

“He doesn't even care about the taste combinations I love! Or even my ideas and ways of describing everything!” He threw himself between Janus and Roman, grabbing their hands and recounting absolutely every detail of Virgil from the last hour. At least they'd stop him from breaking in anywhere.

The hand holding didn't last long when he heard a text alert.

'Got tickets to a friends concert on Friday. You coming?'

The world could leave Remus behind but with his soulmate inviting him on a date that was fine with him.

[whatwedoinvolterra]

The volturi on Valentine’s Day

oooo I reject the cannon that the guard don’t really care for one another, like you don’t spend 100+ years with people and not form bonds.

So I think the kings don’t really bother doing anything with the guard but they do go spend time with their wives and maybe get small gifts for Jane, Chelsea and Renata.

The guard go HAM

Dimitri and Felix compete to see who’s the biggest flirt and go mad delivering gifts, poems, cards to whomever is single to the delight of some and the frustration of others

Jane only really likes what Alec and Aro get her, being too young to really care about the romance aspect she just likes to feel appreciated

Alec in my mind looks up to the other male vampires, so he will send out anon cards or gifts but is too embarrassed  (12 year old boy) to do anything more

[mercurygray]

Just Like The Ones I Used To Know

Behold, a Christmas prompt that...no one asked for. A little post-festivities present for Christmas Evening after the presents have been opened and we’re all a little into your post-dinner drink of choice.

For Christmas, the officers had dispensed with dancing.

There had been talk of another 'do' to rival the one in October, but in the end, clearer heads had prevailed, and both Joan and Lewis had leaned heavily on Mrs. Frobisher to turn her in the direction of a Christmas party for the local children, which had the twin appeals of doing a good deed for those who needed it, which was good, and leaving the officers plenty of time to go to the pub afterwards to rest on their laurels about it, which was better.

So now they were all ensconced at the Boar, the Easy Company officers and Lewis, who was along for the fun, enjoying the evening and the next round of drinks up from the bar - hot buttered rum, looking (and tasting) very illegal and yet absolutely perfect for the evening. "Just like the ones we used to know, eh?" Lewis said, admiring the steam on his glass and taking a sip. (It was he who had arranged the order, and, one assumed, the rum, the butter, and the pilfered sugar to make it.) "Well, cheers, everyone, job very well done. And credit where credit is due to Harry and Sergeant Gordon for wrangling all of those kids, because I sure as hell couldn't have done it." He raised his glass to Harry, across the table, who answered in kind. "And to Sergeant Randleman for being an excellent Santa."

"He really was," Meehan agreed with a smile. "Although I can't say I remember the department store Santa with an Arkansas twang."

There were laughs. "All right, all right," Harry said, licking his lips for the last of his drink "One thing you miss from Christmas at home. Round the table, everyone's got to say something."

"Well, we all know what Harry's going to say," Lewis said with a grin.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?"

"A kiss from Kitty." Lewis looked triumphant while the table laughed and Harry stewed for a minute.

"Ha ha, very funny - and while I would like one of those for Christmas and wouldn't say no to one at the moment, what I was GOING to say was my mom's Christmas ham."

"Thinking with his stomach, like a good Irishman." Meehan lifted his own glass in toast, which Welsh acknowledged with a smile, two sinners who knew each other. He'd had something of an upward climb, the new Easy Company commanding officer, and why wouldn't he? After Sobel, they were all a little gun-shy when it came to making friends. But he was from Pennsylvania, which counted for something, and had a wife at home, with a baby on the way, and an easy-going attitude when he was off duty that wasn't hard to like. "I'll say my mother-in-law's hot toddys - because this is good-" and here he raised the rum - "But there's something about hers that just hits the spot. And a kiss from my wife wouldn't hurt," he added with a smile. "Winters?"

"Oh, um. Midnight service, with my family," Dick said with a slight shrug, his answer short and efficient. "Nothing fancy. Nix?"

"I wouldn't say no to a friendly face under the mistletoe, either," Lewis said with a grin. "Usually there's a big party at Casa Nixon and I hate to miss it." He waggled his eyebrows, giving them all some sense of what parties at the Nixon family palace were likely to involve, and let them all have thier laugh. "Well, Duchess, you're up," Lewis said, looking over to Joan when the merriment finally quieted a little. "What are you missing for Christmas?"

"Oh, you all are going to laugh at mine," Joan complained, which prompted loud complaints from Harry and Lewis, until she relented and set down her cup to speak. "We have a tradition, at Dupont Circle, that the youngest child at the party on Christmas Eve gets to put the star on the tree. Usually that'd be me, but lately people have started bringing their children along, and it's always fun watching dad or whomever lift up these little kids in their party clothes. It's the first time I've missed that in quite a while, and I'd...ah, I'd like to be home, watching someone stick a star on a tree."

"Now, what's silly about that? I want to be at a Pershing Christmas party now, they sound nice."

"Next year, Lew," Joan promised. "You can throw over yours and come to DC."

"May we all be so lucky," Lewis said with a smile, raising his glass. "To next year," he said in toast, looking around the table. "And enjoying the holiday in peace, as it's meant to be enjoyed." And, so acknowledged, he flagged down the bartender for another round of rum, leaving the table to meditate over the dregs of their drinks on what next year's Christmas would look like, and whether they would be so lucky to enjoy it at all.

[everything-laito]

Diabolik Lovers Tag!!!

I was tagged by @zaraenia​ to do this (thanks bby!!!)!!! Let’s jump into it!

Rules: Answer the questions and tag anyone else you wish to see participate~ Also tag me (@vampiretsuki​) if you do this because I would love to read your answers~!

Will do, Tsuki!!! (｀･ω･´)ゞ

1. Who would you rather take to a night club, Carla or Azusa? 

I’ve never been to a club nor am a party person in general but I think that Carla would be a freakin epic person to go to clubbing with. Let’s just say Carla can get drunk off of human alcohol––I wanna see him bust a MOVE!

2. In a Science test would you copy Yuma’s test or Ayato’s test?

Definitely Yuma’s. The guy literally takes care of plants, he probably knows a thing or two about biology or chemistry at least. (assuming I do attempt to cheat cuz man,,, attempting that stuff makes me NERVOUS)

3. Would you rather have Kino and Azusa or Shin and Laito, as your Butlers? 

,,,,,,do I even need to say which option I’d choose? Yeah uhhh definitely Shin and Laito. Listening to that VS III cd of the both of them was so entertaining, they’re definitely a fun, yet unexpected pair. And uh Laito in a more “””submissive””” position??????????? ,,,,,,boy oh boy do I love the masochistic streak that man has,,,,, 

4. Go on a date with Reiji at an Aquarium or go on a date with Subaru at a Cafe instead?

,,,,,,,Bro I can’t stand Reiji but I LOVE aquariums (also Tsuki why are you afraid of aquariums omg ;;;;). But I also love Cafes and going to one with Subaru would be really nice.... But,,,, I can’t abandon an opportunity to go to an aquarium so I’d chose the former option. I’d probably try to challenge Reiji about his knowledge of marine animals. I bet I can outsmart him with my oddly extensive knowledge of horseshoe crabs, hehe (｀･ω･´) (horseshoe crabs are my favorite animal haha)

5. Would you rather go support/see Kou at one of his Concerts or go support/see Shu at one of his Violin Performances? 

Oh GOD this is a toughie!!! I love Kou so much and I think his concerts would be really fun, but Shu is also a very talented bby,,,, I love them both,,,,, But I’d probably have to go with Kou for this one. I’m not usually down with the rave atmosphere but seeing Kou would be SO fun.

6. In a Math Project would you team up with Ruki and Shin or with Reiji and Yuma? Who would fight less with each other? 

I was like “Reiji is def good at math so I’ll choose the latter” then I was like oh god he’s teamed up with Yuma, that’s no good,,,, However, I know Yuma can protect himself so I’m less worried about that, and Reiji could catch these hands after class if he makes any passive aggressive comments at Yuma. I’m a very school-oriented person so I’d probably go with Ruki/Shin on this one, for the grade and the decreased drama.

7. Who would you put your bets on, Kanato eating the most chocolates or Ayato eating the most Takoyaki? 

I think I’ve read somewhere that Kanato got a stomach ache from eating too many sweets??? I think??? So I’d probably bet on Ayato. That guy loves that stuff like no other.

8.- Sleep in Carla’s room, Subaru’s room or in Shu’s room? (You have the room to yourself, they aren’t there) Would you peak on their stuff? 

Considering Shu likes sleep,,,, his bed is probably at maximum comfort. I know he sleeps pretty much everywhere and anywhere, but still. I mean Subaru sleeps in a coffin, and that’s pretty metal,,,,, Also Carla’s room just looks nice too. But I love the layout of Shu’s so I’ll just stick with Shu haha.

Edit: omg I forgot to answer the latter part of the question.... hmmmm it is tempting.... I don’t think Shuu would kill me??? He’d probably mess with me tho—which,,, is better than death ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

9. You’re a princess of the Victorian era! Your father has ordered that you have a bodyguard.. who would you choose as your personal bodyguard, Laito or Kou? 

Kou is probably the more logical answer cuz he can actually throw hands when he needs/wants to, but I’m not logical when it comes to anything relating to Laito so,,,,, Laito,,,,,,, heh

10. Would you prefer to have Kino in his bat form as your pet or Shin in his wolf form as your pet instead? 

Omg first of all I didn’t know Kino had a bat form and that’s wicked cute. I don’t know too much about Kino lmao; I’d go with Kino and his bat form if I did know more about Kino. I love bats, I find them so cute, but I’m also a dog person, and Shin’s wolf form is heavily memed on. So Shin for the meme and also to have a freAKING PINK WOLF????? FUCK YEAH

11. Break a fight between Kou and Ayato or between Laito and Kanato? 

Oh god these are both a terrifying pair,,,, but Laito and Kanato are more terrifying when they're angry compared to Kou and Ayato. So I’d probably break up a fight between Laito and Kanato and then I don’t mind if I get the brunt of it by Laito later oops.

12.- Who would you kiss on the cheek, who would you kiss on the forehead and who would you kiss on the eyelids? Options: Ruki, Subaru, Azusa.

Cheek: Ruki Forehead: Subaru Eyelids: Azusa

hehe I liked this question, it was cute :’)

13. Take care of Shu and Reiji in their Chibi form or take care of Subaru and Kino in their Chibi form?

Lol I get to torment Reiji when he’s small???? fuck yeah, but also Subaru and Kino in their chibi form would be rly cute too. Honestly probably Subaru and Kino cuz it would be more entertaining. 

14. Sing/Perform in public Laito’s Q.E.D Song or Reiji’s Mr.ButterflyMask song? 

I can sing both (I’m not a good singer tho lol) but Laito’s song is more in my range I think??? Although I could sing Mr. Butterfly Mask too,,,, but y'all know me, I’m a freakin Laihoe so,,,,, y’all know what choice I’d go for

15. Would you rather wear Ruki’s casual outfit or Yuma’s casual outfit?

Yuma’s! It seems so comfy!!! And I love oversized things hehe

16. Go on a Vacation trip with Shu, Kino and Ayato at an Amusement park or go with Shin, Azusa and Subaru at a Water Amusement Park? 

I’m not a huge fan of either, they’re too overwhelming for me but if I did have to choose it’ll probably be the former. Just cuz that group seems more entertaining to be with at an amusement park. 

17. Would you rather get lost in a forest with Reiji, Kino and Kou or with Ruki, Carla and Kanato?

I never wanna be lost anywhere with Kanato; that’s a recipe for disaster. I’ll do the former! 

18.- Who would you cook breakfast for? Who would you make a scarf for? and Who would you do a drawing for? Options: Kou, Azusa, Shu.

Scarf for Azusa, cuz him swaddled up in a scarf is hella cute Drawing for Kou; I’d probably draw him whatever he asked lol, he is an artist (sure, different kind) so he probably has some fun ideas. And I’d cook breakfast for Shu cuz lazy morning breakfasts are just really nice. Tasty food and lounging around ;) 

19. Participate in a Circus as Carla’s Knife thrower assistant or go to a Casino with Shin and be offered as a bet/reward by him in the Roulette Wheel game? (So if Shin looses you’ll be taken away by whomever won) 

LOLLLL I do not trust casinos so it’ll probably have to be Carla’s knife throwing assistant. 

20. Who would you rather catch by accident taking a shower, Yuma or Kanato? 

*COUGH* ,,,,,Yuma,,,, just cuz that seems more entertaining (god look at me, pulling a Laito; choosing whichever option I deem as less boring). Kanato would probably slice me in half immediately. And,,, I have a stronger liking to Yuma lately thanks to Kai,,,,, *cough*

Well, hopefully y’all enjoyed that!! Feel free to partake in this even if you aren’t tagged btw! Don’t forget to tag @vampiretsuki when you repost it too!

I tag: @hotline-to-hell @nam00n @akumacaron @the-precious-sugar-chan @murasakiplum @the-tomboygamer123 @jardinsdeminuit !!! Have fun, go ham!