Ring and Nica bond level story summaries (up to level 4)
ź° Ö“ Öŗ ā¹ @ notice ā¹ Öŗ Ö“ ź± these are crude story summaries that are meant to give you an idea of whatās happening in the story. itās not a pretty translation š i donāt have darius here because i havenāt raised his bond level yet, but i may post about his bond stories later unless someone else posts translations? but if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but please donāt repost these or claim these as your own!
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bond level 3: āeating a meal togetherā
nika is like ārelax a little more and lets enjoy dinner. todays a social gathering for vogelā
then hes like ādid yk robin? they say you can tell someones char from the way they eat. if they eat quickly, theyre hasty and dont like losing. and the opposite means theyre more laid back. ..well, which do you think i am?ā
"im in the middle of watching": nikas like "oh is that so? then feel free to look on more. ah, i can keep my clothes on, right?"
"ur a superficial person": nikas like "yep, i get told that a lot. i happen to reaaally like women - including you, ofc?"
"u dont enjoy ur life that much": nikas like "......hmm? so ur the type to like guys who r pitiful and unhappy?"
nikas like when we finish eating lets tell each other our answers then.
"come to my room, robin. we can get to know each other more there.."
bond level 4: skills
nika is like "sorry to keep you waiting robin. oh? why do you look so surprised? ahh did you think a fox (harrison) was coming or smth"
"the card that got sent to u, that was written by me. thats right, its forged handwriting"
"its one of my skills. did you enjoy it, robin?"
"absolutely not": nikas like "and as ive been sayinggg, hearing u say that is like the highest praise to me"
"bye (im leaving)": nikas like ehh ur going back already? even tho this part is known for not having many carriages around.
glare at him silently: nika is like oh, i like that frustrated look on ur face. im into that (<- this sentence is prolly not completely accurate)
then heās all like "aww, youāre so mean. dont u think im here just bc i miss u (w/o an ulterior motive) š„ŗ"
"pfft, hahaha! u get touched so easily like that.. ahh ur such a strange one š"
"lets go, robin, and take me around london. lets see.. a place where theres a lot of girls would be great :]"
ring š
bond level 3: āeating a meal togetherā
ring is eating and finishes his portion quickly.
kate offers her portion: ring is like "noo you should eat ur portion"
when kate says there r seconds: ring is like "omg ur a genius :D"
"i'll give u my portion": ring is like "eh- ah. is.. it really ok? ..thank u then. i'll eat it all (i.e. with care)"
and then he says he didnt intend to get close to kate bc shes a fairytale keeper and hes part of vogel, but kate had been so kind to him so he became kinda like confused xD
bond level 4: skills
ring is naming flowers. and kate apparently caught him in 4k so he is all flustered like "omg.. dont tell me u.. saw all of that?"
"i didnt see anything": ring is like but theres a grin on ur face.. ur kind of bad at lying.
"..im sorry": ring is like "when you apologize so sincerely like that, i feel bad for being surprised.."
"well, i wonder abt that?": ring is like "d-dont grin like that >,> you have a teasing side to u too, huh.."
but anw he says that "yes i do like flowers :> when im free i try to remember the names of flowers and their meanings"
"why..? well that's.. to make frie- i mean, its nothing."
he asks kate to forget what she saw here and then is like "bye ttyl"
when hes like some distance away from her he whispers to himself that he shouldnt get close to the fairytale keeper.
Summary: it's race time in Barcelona, the home of Lucky and she can't wait for the Spanish GP and what comes after.
Sorry for the wait but I had a lot going on and then I decided to just wait until after the race to see the results. So it can be a accurate to the weekend. This not proof read, so sorry if there's any mistakes.
This is the last one sadly. I honestly wasn't sure how to end this so it might not be that amazing š. Also there is likely to be little things that come out if I get inspired or tweets and stuff I didn't post so look out if that interests you but lucky girl is finished, thank you everyone who enjoyed this short series. I didn't expect many people to like it but I was surprised.
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charles_leclerc Difficult weekend for the team. We have to do better in Austria. But first I will be spending time with loved ones and refresh my mind for the race next week.
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Another Chance to Live Part 1 (Ana Maria CrnogorÄeviÄ x Reader)
Summary: Ana and you are both struggling with unwanted transfers, but maybe you can at least find happiness off the pitch.
A/N: This is the first part of a story I've been working on for a while. I guess my way of processing my emotions about Ana's transfer. I've been in the denial stage for a long time š
The next two chapters are already written (just need to edit them) and so far it's a total of about 13k words. I'm now at a crossroad which will decide how long the story becomes. So I thought I'd publish the first part and see how much interest there is in a story like this to help me decide.
It felt like a cruel joke of the universe that now, now when you had been forced to leave, the woman youāve had a crush on for years, joined your team, or well your former team. Words that made your heart crack a little more every time you thought them. Never in a billion years had you expected your team to become your former team.
Ever since you had first laid eyes on Ana you had been dazzled by her, not necessarily only by her looks, although you definitely enjoyed them, but also by her personality and her aura. She always radiated so much kindness and positive energy. It was impossible not to be drawn to her.
Sadly your paths didnāt cross all too often and when they did, Ana was always somewhere in the heart of whatever group you were part of, while you were lingering on the edges, looking in. So the Swiss woman was probably only vaguely aware of your existence, while you soaked up every detail you could find about Ana. The more you learnt, the more you liked her.
Ā And yes, sometimes when you lay in bed at night you made up little scenarios how the two of you would meet. One of your favorite ones was Ana coming to Atleti, not really knowing her way around Madrid yet, so you take her under your wing and show her everything. And of course she starts falling for you as you spend so much time together. It was your imagination after all, so you could day dream all you wanted.
Still, you spent a good amount of time fuming about it in your apartment. Possibly also because it was easier to focus on that rather than on the fact that your childhood club had just dropped you like you meant nothing.Ā Every time you remembered the conversation with the clubās managers you felt like throwing up, hiding under the covers for the rest of your life, and ripping off your ears so you didnāt have to listen to one more word from them. So yeah, it was comforting in a weird way to think about your missed chance with Ana, especially since it never had been much of a chance anyway.
It was harder to hold on to that strange comfort when training actually started and you had to go to Real Madridās training center every day. Most days were spent attempting to do your best and keep your negative emotions in check, while thinking nonstop about how much you hated this, how much you wanted to return to Atelti, how much you wanted to leave Madrid altogether.
So all in all you werenāt having the best time, barely getting by was actually a more accurate way to describe it. Then a few weeks after the season started you got a call from Lola.
āSooo I heard youāre doing a lot of moping these days,ā she teased you.
However there was an underlying note of worry in her voice. You had done your best to pretend as if Atletiās decision hadnāt hurt you, that these things happen in football, and you were completely fine with it, but Lola had seen right through it.
āIām not moping, Iām just quiet and focused like usual,ā you quickly defended yourself. It was only partially true, you hated every single second you spent at the training center of Real Madrid.
āThatās not what Iāve heard, but how about you convince me over a cup of coffee. Maybe tomorrow afternoon?ā
You didnāt even question how Lola knew that you had the day off tomorrow, apparently she had some spies at Real. As much as you didnāt want to continue talking about the misery that was your new club, you did want to see your friend, so you agreed.
āI might ask some other people if they want to tag along. Everyone misses you,ā Lola continued, making you happy and sad at the same time. It was nice to be missed, but you wished you werenāt in a position where you could be missed.
Before you could hang up, Lola told you to bring āyour moping buddy Misaā, then she ended the call with a cackle, not giving you any chance to retaliate. In all honesty there was some truth to it, both you and Misa were unhappy at Real, so it wasnāt surprising that she was the only person you had really bonded with so far.
Instead you walked over to the small group, doing your best impression of a friendly smile. You could have sworn you saw a knowing glint in both Misaās and Lolaās eyes. There was no way they knew about your crush though, right?
Lola jumped up when she saw you, hugging you tightly. āItās good to see you, chica, Iāve missed you,ā she told you.
You extracted yourself from your friend and smiled at the blonde. Should you hug her as well? Or greet her with kisses on the cheeks? Thatās exactly why you should have been informed that Ana would be there, so that you could think this over beforehand. Or, well, over think it.
Unlike you Ana knew exactly what to do; she got up, greeted you kindly and gave you a quick hug. āItās nice to see you again, Y/N. Weāve never had much of a chance to talk, so Iām glad we get one now.ā
For a few seconds too long you started at her. You were torn between awe, and a little bit of envy, at how easily the Swiss woman had navigated this greeting, and shock. She remembered you? She was happy to see you? Once your heart slowed down from a wild canter to a moderate gallop and your brain was working more clearly again, you realized that this was probably just something Ana had said to make the situation less awkward, not something she truly meant.
āSo, do you want to sit down?ā Lola suggested with a smirk on her face. Thankfully she left it at that though and you quickly sank down into a chair. You felt too embarrassed to look at Ana, so you completely missed the reassuring smile she sent your way.
After that things went much more smoothly, mostly because Lola and Ana carried the conversation, allowing you and Misa to remain in your preferred role, attentive listener. Your former teammate as well as your crush tried valiantly to draw you out of your shell, but out of fear of saying something stupid, you kept your answers as short as possible without being weird or unfriendly. If only you could think of something witty to say!
Then all of the sudden Misa let out a gasp. āI completely forgot I promised my neighbor Iād let in her daughter today. I need to leave right now to make it.ā
You frowned at your teammate; it wasnāt like her to forget something as important as that. Was something more than her unhappiness with being stuck at Real bothering her? You made a mental note to ask Misa about it the next day, remind her that you were always there if she needed someone.
Misaās departure didnāt really change anything in the dynamic, she hadnāt contributed much just like you. But then Lola got a phone call from her girlfriend who apparently needed your former teammate urgently. She looked at the two of you apologetically, however you could swear that there was some glee shimmering behind her regretful front.
You looked after her with confusion. The confusion however was short-lived, quickly drowned out by panic once you realized that you were now left alone with Ana. No more hiding behind other people, no more safety net. You werenāt ready. However leaving also wasnāt an option, there was no way you could do so without offending Ana, so you had to pull yourself together.
āIām sorry about that,ā Ana apologized, bringing your confusion back. As far as you were aware the Swiss woman had absolutely nothing to apologize for.
āThey probably planned this because they think I need to be more social again. I wouldnāt be surprised if Jenni put them up to it, sheās been pretty worried,ā the Swiss woman specified, leaving you reeling because you didnāt know how to deal with that much honesty.
āOh,ā you replied, praying that some more words would enter your brain. āMaybe they also did it for me. They think Iām pretty antisocial in general,ā you finished, kicking yourself for making yourself look even more pathetic than you already did.
To your surprise Ana didnāt seem put off; on the contrary she chuckled and said, āWell we can be antisocial together then.ā
The Swiss woman using the word ātogetherā in reference to the both of you made you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, you could definitely get used to that.
In an attempt to take control of the situation and not end up blurting out something stupid if Ana asked you a question, you inquired how she was liking Madrid so far. It seemed like a normal thing to ask someone that had just moved to a new place.
However the Swiss woman didnāt answer right away, which was atypical for her who always seemed to have a reply ready. That combined with the guarded look in her eyes made you realize that this wasnāt a safe and easy topic for her. In your rush to make sure nothing that would be complicated for you came up, you had totally forgotten that Anaās own move to Madrid had been anything but a happy occurence. Way to be selfish!
āOh my god, Iām so sorry. Forget I said anything, that was such a stupid thing to say,ā you apologized frantically
āNo, donāt worry, itās fine,ā Ana quickly reassured you. āI just donāt really know what to say. Obviously I didnāt want to come here, I miss Barcelona. Both the city and the team. So Iām not having the best time to be completely honest. Then again I also havenāt given Madrid much of a chance yet. Soā¦ā
The Swiss womanās openness left you stunned once again. This could never be you, sharing your thoughts and feelings so freely. At the same time you noticed with a surge of excitement and dread that Anaās explanation gave you a good opening, not unlike your daydreams in fact.
Your fear of being annoying and overstepping was battling hard against your longing to get to spend more time with the blonde in the future. In the end you decided to go for it, maybe Ana would appreciate it and if she didnāt want to hang out again, she could just say so. Of course there was still the fear of rejection holding you back, but you shoved that to the back of your mind. If you didnāt ask the answer would always be no, right?
āIf you want to I could show you around Madrid sometime. Iāve lived here all my life so I know the place like the back of my hand and know some nice places. Totally fine if you donāt of course, Iām sure there are many other people that could show you around.ā
You spoke in record speed, making it hard for Ana to follow, which was why it took her a moment to answer. These few seconds were some of the most horrible ones in your life. If she said no now all your hopes would be shattered once and for all. Everyone always said it was important to know so you could move on, but honestly if the Swiss woman didnāt want to spend any time with you, you didnāt want to know.
āThat sounds great, Iād love to,ā Ana replied once she had enough time to process your jumble of words.
āReally?ā You double checked, the words out of your mouth before you could stop yourself.
āYeah, definitely,ā the Swiss woman confirmed with a gentle smile. A smile that you returned happily. You hadnāt felt this excited in a while, it was a nice change from the bleakness that had become your constant companion.
The rest of your time together was spent chatting easily. You werenāt a great conversationalist, however with Ana it came much more natural. The blonde definitely did the heavy lifting, but you were happy with your own contributions. You even made her laugh a few times!
Later that day when you were back in your apartment you were much more critical, taking apart every single thing that you had said and coming to the conclusion that you must be the stupidest person on the planet. Thankfully you were going to get another chance in a few days and this time you would be better prepared. You would say interesting things and you would make sure Ana had a great time. The blonde deserved some joy and happiness and you would do your best to give her that.
Before your next meeting with Ana you actually made a plan; you would make a list of her interests and think of possible questions, some jokes and interesting facts you could mention. You spent one evening on it, working furiously and then you realized what you were doing, feeling very foolish all of the sudden. You scrunched up the piece of paper and threw it into the trash with some force.
This was pointless and unnecessary and totally embarrassing! Maybe you werenāt the best at coming up with things to say on the spot, but rehearsing everything like this was a role in a play was stupid. The urge to do absolutely everything to get Ana to like you was huge, however is she only liked this carefully crafted version of you that wasnāt any better than her not liking you at all.
Also, you shouldnāt even attempt to get the Swiss woman to like you. Just like you should keep your own crush in check. Anaās life was complicated enough at the moment, you didnāt need to add your infatuation into the mix.
Unfortunately your noble plan to ignore your crush failed miserably. Whenever you spent time with Ana you fell a little more for her. It was simply impossible not to when she was the kindest, funniest, most interesting and on top of that most beautiful person in the world.
Like when you were out and about on one of your strolls to the city and a young couple approached you, asking if you could take a picture of them. As was typical for you, you hesitated for a moment; not necessarily because you didnāt want to, but because your mind was already working in overdrive, supplying you with every possible negative outcome.
Ana on the other hand smiled at them. āOf course! Where do you want to take it?ā
And then she proceeded to take several pictures of the two, showing them to the couple, and when they werenāt completely satisfied yet, she even offered her own suggestions on how they might turn out even better.
All the way you were just watching them, well mostly Ana, with a goofy smile. You loved how much she cared, how much effort she put into random people she didnāt even know. No wait, you didnāt love that, you liked that, admired it.
The cake you got was very tasty as was the coffee and the homemade ice tea. You were quick to admit that Ana had made a good decision by forcing you to go there.
However what really pulled at your heartstring was that the Swiss woman went up to the owner afterwards and asked if it was okay to post about this place on Instagram. The poor woman almost started crying out of happiness and thanked Ana profusely, while the blonde kept insisting that this was nothing and really it should be her thanking the owner.
So it was safe to say that you fell deeper and harder every time you saw Ana. But it was okay, you had a foolproof way to make sure that the blonde didnāt figure it out and therefore her life didnāt get disrupted because of you. Whenever you echoed a statement Ana had made about how much she liked hanging out with you or that she thought you were a great person, you always added āfriendā into the mix; āI enjoy hanging out with you too, youāre such a great friend.ā and āAw thank you. Youāre one of the best people and friends I know too!ā
Sometimes when you were feeling particularly hopeful you wondered if the lack of specification on Anaās part meant that she liked you as more than a friend. You always discarded the idea quickly though. It was much more likely that the thought of being more than friends was so ludicrous to the blonde, something that had probbly never even grazed her mind, that she didnāt feel the need to explicitly state it.
Despite having to resign yourself to the fact that Ana didnāt like you like that, it still made you happy that she was usually in a good mood when you were hanging out. Something you were secretly very proud of. Still every once in a while her sadness shined through, for example when she heard someone speak Catalan or when she saw something that reminded her of Barcelona.
One time a group of fans came up to her. They were friendly and excited and the Swiss woman matched their energy effortlessly. But then one of them mentioned how sad they were that Ana wasnāt playing for BarƧa anymore. You were forced to watch the blonde deflate slightly after that thoughtless statement. She was good at pretending though, so the fans were none the wiser.
When they were gone you gathered all of your courage. Up until now you had stayed in the shallows of easy conversation so this was a first and once again you worried about overstepping. But when you saw Anaās sad eyes and the forcefully pulled up corners of her mouth, you couldnāt stay silent.
āDo you want to talk about it? I mean your transfer from BarƧa? I know we havenāt really talked about that or othe serious things yet, but Iām always happy to listen. Iām actually pretty good at that.ā
The Swiss woman sighed, rubbing a hand over her face.
āThatās very sweet but honestly Iāve been talking so much about it lately. Sometimes it feels like itās the only thing anyone wants to talk about anymore. So if itās okay with you could we just continue like before? The distraction has been helping a lot.ā
You had been helping! Happiness flowed through you and your smile was maybe a bit bigger than was warranted for a situation like this. However unless Ana was studying you as intently as you always studied her, you doubted that the blonde would notice.
āYeah, of course. Iām happy to help in anyway.ā
Ana and you kept seeing each other regularly and it was the undisputed highlight of your current life. Honestly it was a little worrying how few other things brought you any joy, but you didnāt allow yourself to dwell on that.
So when you were put into a situation where you had to cancel on Ana you were devastated. It wasnāt an appropriate reaction to something so small, but you had a ten minute crying session until you could even begin to function properly again. Calling the Swiss woman was out of the question though, you were still chocked up and sniffling.
Instead you texted her, apologizing multiple times and explaining that you were roped into doing all sorts of things last minute for your fatherās birthday tomorrow. You could have slapped yourself for not seeing this coming. Sure, your parents had assured you time and time again that everything was taken care of, but you should have known better. Then you could have done it before today and werenāt forced to cancel on Ana.
Only minutes after you had sent the text your phone started ringing with a call from the Swiss woman. With wide, panicked eyes you stared at the screen. In the end your desire to at least hear Anaās voice if you couldnāt see her won out. Hopefully she wouldnāt notice anything.
Ā āHey I just saw your text and wanted to ask if I can help out with anything.ā
You smiled at your phone, your heart warmed by Anaās kindness. There was no doubt in your mind that she would actually follow through on your offer. Not that you would ever take it.
āAw thank you so much, Ana! But itās okay really. Most things I have to do at my parents place anyway. You know help them clean and decorate. So Iāll be out most of the day, and then in the evening Iāll have to bake the cake. Who knows how thatās going to go.ā
You chuckled, even if you were feeling slightly panicked at the idea of baking. Normally your mother was in charge of that, but she had broken her arm a few weeks ago, so that was out of the question. Moments like this made you wish that you had some siblings or some cousins for that matter, just anyone to help you out.
āNot to brag, but Iām actually a great baker. So if you want some help, Iām happy to come over in the evening and help,ā the blonde offered.
It would be nice to have some help, and you always wanted to see Ana. Plus she had brought up the idea of her own accord, so surely it was okay, right?
āThat would be great actually. Thank you so much,ā you replied, not giving your mind any more opportunity to drive yourself crazy.
Ana and you quickly planned everything out before you hung up and left to do everything else. With the prospect of seeing the Swiss woman later today you were a lot more cheerful than before.
āWhatās got you so happy?ā Your mother asked you while she supervised the decorating process.
It was incredibly frustrating since she kept criticizing everything you did. Every few minutes you had to step away for a moment, take some deep breaths and visualize how your evening with Ana would be, full of laughter and fun conversation.
āNot this, thatās for sure,ā you muttered, low enough so that your mothers whose hearing wasnāt the best anymore, couldnāt here you.
āWhat?ā
āNothing,ā you said louder, āIām just in a good mood, I guess.ā
There was no point in bringing up Ana. Nothing would ever happen between the two of you and even after knowing about it for almost ten years your parents still struggled with your sexuality. To avoid unnecessary conflict and awkwardness you never spoke about women you liked unless it was something serious. So never.
āYou should focus on decorating and not smile so much. Maybe then we would get somewhere.ā
You rolled your eyes, but kept your mouth shut. No point in pointing out that most parents would be happy if their child was happy. And it wasnāt like your mother wasnāt happy about it, she just wasnāt good at being pleasant around you. Somehow she always felt the need to criticize you.
Hours later you got into your car, quickly drove away and as soon as you were a decent distance from your parentsā house you let out a loud scream, releasing all of the built up frustration. Then you set your focus on the near future, on the fact that you would be meeting Ana in half an hour at your apartment. Baking wasnāt really your thing, but baking with the Swiss sounded like a lot of fun. Anything was fun with her really; just being around her made you so happy.
When you got to your apartment Ana was already waiting for you, leaning against her car. A big smile appeared on the blondeās face when she saw you and she waved at you happily. It warmed your insides, swept away any remnant of frustration from the long day with your parents, seeing how excited Ana was to see you.
You got set up quickly, putting out all the ingredients and opening up the recipe you had settled on. Then you turned to the Swiss woman expectantly.
āSo any baking pro tips from you before we start?ā You asked teasingly.
Ana looked at you sheepishly.
āTo be completely honest I donāt really know that much about baking. I usually only bake once a year to make some Christmas cookie,ā the blonde admitted, scratching her nose.
You frowned at her in confusion. This didnāt really make any sense to you, but you didnāt want to make Ana feel bad about it.
āSo why did you say you did?ā You asked carefully. āI mean only if you want to tell me, itās totally fine if you donāt. Iām sure you had your reasons.ā
The Swiss woman blushed a little as she explained herself, āI really just wanted to spend some time with you today.ā
Your heart started racing at this confession, your hopes going through the roof.Ā It didnāt take long for the logical part of your brain to bring you back to earth though. Surely this didnāt mean what you wanted it to mean. Most likely Ana was just struggling today and didnāt want to be alone.
āOh Iām sorry youāre having a hard time today. You know you can always tell me that and if itās possible at all Iāll always make time for you. You donāt have to make up reasons to hang out.ā
Ana stared at you with a pained expression. It hurt your heart to see her in pain and it made you wonder if something had happened today, perhaps something that reminded her of Barcelona?
āDo you want to talk about it?ā You asked when the blonde stayed quiet, but then you thought better of it. āWait no Iām sorry, you already said that youāre tired of talking about it before and that you prefer a distraction. So letās bake!ā
You put some extra excitement into your voice and made sure to keep up a stream of easy chatter as you got to work. For a while Ana remained a bit distant and quiet, but before too long her smile returned and she began talking and joking.
When the blonde laughed loudly at a joke you had made you felt very proud of yourself for giving Ana what she needed, a distraction. If you continued to be helpful she would keep wanting to hang out with you and that was also very much in your interest. Even if the knowledge that it meant something else to you hurt somewhat every time you thought of it.
However it was all worth it to get to spend time with Ana. Everything was worth that.
Summary: You have a strange habit, and Eddie is determined you embrace it.
Word Count: 1.4k
Warnings/notes: No warnings. Just Eddie being a sweet goofy friend. No use of y/n and lots of pet names.
A/N: This was actually inspired by my father lol He's able to tap the rhythm to a song so accurately while riding in the car with the radio on. Whether on the steering wheel or his leg or otherwise. I always thought he would be a fantastic drummer. My mind related it to Eddie somehow š š š Enjoy! SorryifthisissuperbadIhaventwritteninsolong
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"What're you doing?" Eddie asked as he drove, glancing over at you momentarily before his eyes went back on the road. The radio played an Ozzy song from a few years back, taking you both back to 1981. Eddie wasn't reminiscing though. He was too focused on you presently.
Pulled out of your daze, you looked at him. "Hm?"
"With your hand," He gestured to you. You looked down at your hand resting still on your thigh.
Once again, you look up at him, this time confused. Before you can say anything though, he speaks again.
"Agh, you stopped," He grumbled. "Did you know you do that? Tap your fingers to music?"
You lifted your hand and looked at it as if it were a foreign object. "Uh.... I mean yeah, I guess. A lot of people do that, Eds," You chuckle, despite feeling a bit flattered he noticed such a small detail. It was one of your little ticks, something you did without thinking much of. You'd done it ever since you'd discovered music. Rock music only made it happen more often.
Eddie pulled up to his trailer and put the van in park, turning to face you more instead of getting out. "No but like, you do it differently. You're completely following the drums in the song."
A sigh left you as you opened the passenger door, anxious to get to that joint Eddie promised you. "Uh yeah, that's kind of the point of tapping your fingers to a song. You follow the beat." You quipped as your feet landed on the gravel.
The driver side door opened and closed with yours and Eddie rounded the front of the van to you. "You don't get it, when I say you follow the drums, I mean it. You hit every beat completely in time. I mean sure sometimes you mess up, but like.... you could be a drummer, sweets. For real." His dark eyes were earnest.
You rolled your eyes and dismissed him, pushing past his form and heading towards the trailer. "Eddie you're being dumb," You reply, thinking maybe this was another one of his teasing jokes he always pulled. A drummer? You? You didn't even take band in high school, let alone know anything about drumming.
Footsteps followed after you as you walked up the steps and you lean over to let Eddie unlock his door.
"I'm being serious! I could play a song you've never heard before and you'd have the percussion down like that!" He exclaimed with the snap of his fingers as he fished out his keys and opened the door for you.
It swung open and you walked in, shaking your head. "Because it's easy!! It's all in the patterns, anybody could catch on to that."
Eddie barked out a laugh. "You'd be surprised, hon. A lot of people don't have a single musical bone in their body."
"What I do isn't music, Ed's. It's just.... me being restless. That's all."
"I don't believe that... here, sit." A hand grabbed your wrist and yanked you over to the couch. You opened your mouth to protest but he gave you a stern "Shush," before he disappeared into his room down the hall.
You leaned over to watch as he walked back into the livingroom and plopped an upside down five gallon bucket in front of you. He then held out two drumsticks, a goofy smile on his face. "Play!"
"Eddie...." You can't help but smile at him despite your patience wearing thin. You cross your arms, glancing warily at the drum sticks.
"Come on, sweetheart, just try! Here, I'll even put on music for you." He tossed the sticks at you, startling you as he went over to one of his many boom boxes and hits play.
The music was far too loud, startling you again. It caused you to finally stand and raise your voice. "Eddie!!"
The music immediately stopped as he pressed the button and he looked at you, not the least bit hurt. Just looking.... baffled. Baffled that you didn't want to explore this.
You sigh and step over the bucket to him. "Look, I.... I'll think about what you said. Really. But tonight just isn't the night...."
Eddie's face softened. He knew the kind of day you'd had at work. Customer service was hell and after more than one panic attack because of it that day, well.... it was the whole reason he'd offered to smoke at his place that night. He wanted tonight to be relaxing and fun for you. Now he understood it wasn't the time to treat you like a guinea pig. It was time to treat you like his friend.
He smiled comfortingly at you. "Alright, alright... I'm sorry. You're right, tonight's not the night." He agreed, then wrapped an arm around your shoulders to lead you to his bedroom. "But one day, it will be.... Let's forget our worries, shall we?"
"Gladly."
............
Your feet crunched on stray gravel as you passed your garage on your way home from the work day. The large door was open and you paused a moment as you spotted a bucket out. It was full of water and soapy suds. Your family must've caved in and paid that kid down the street to hand wash their car for them. Leave it to the 10 year old to leave out the bucket for someone else to clean up.... That wasn't your first thought looking at it though. Your mind went back to the other night with Eddie and how excitedly he'd put a bucket in front of you to drum on.
Hm.... Maybe you could try it.... it wouldn't hurt. Your house was pretty far from anyone else's out in the rural area of Hawkins, so they would only hear faint banging in the distance. You shrugged. Guess today was the day.
You dumped out the bucket into the grass, suds fanning out, then took a seat on a bench in the driveway. The bucket in front of you, you thought for a moment. You didn't own any drumsticks... turning, you glanced behind you at the wall of tools set up. A couple screwdrivers would have to do.
After swiping the tools, you then put your headset on and hit play on the tape inside your walkman. Immediately, Where Eagles Dare started thrumming in your ears and you smiled. You loved the quickness of this song.
The screwdrivers started moving, beginning in small taps as the pattern of the drums started coming back to you. Soon, the makeshift drumsticks were swinging, hands holding the wrong ends, and you could hear yourself beating the bucket through the headset.
At first you didn't care if you were in time or not. It was fun to let out all your frustration and built up tension from the day by beating a bucket to death. But then what Eddie had said started to make sense.... you were keeping in time with the song, drumming the intricate beat exactly. The smile on your face only grew the longer you went on, closing your eyes and playing song after song after song on your mixtape. It was exhilarating.
After what must've been 15 full minutes of nonstop drumming, sweat on your brow and arms aching, your headset was suddenly yanked off. You gasped and looked up, expecting to see your mother there to scold you for making so much noise.
Instead, there stood Eddie, a huge grin on his face. You look over to see his van in the driveway. How long had he been there?
"See, kid, I told you!! I knew you'd be able to do it! I knew you were a drummer!! Oh we gotta call Garette and have him show you his drum set, he's going to be so psyched to show you the ropes!" He exclaimed, dropping your headset in your lap and jumping up and down in front of you like a child at the zoo.
All you could do was smile back at him, surprised at yourself and blushing horrendously. Bless Eddie.... if not for him, you would havenever figured this out about yourself.
Speechless and needing to hide your reddened cheeks, you lept up and embraced Eddie tightly. Full of joy, he returned the favor, picking you up and spinning you around, happily chanting "I knew it, I knew it, I knew it!!"
Iām not quite sure if your requests are open or not so if they arenāt just ignore this!ā„ļø but if they are, hi!!! I was wondering if you could do an Austin Butler/Buck Cleven x Reader who plays hard to get with him. She is like head nurse or something, a badass who was trained by her daddy in the arts of war, like Iām talking knowing how to throw hand grenades, shooting rifles or knowing how to work a plane despite her role in modern day 1940s society. I donāt like reading abt Y/N being naive yk?
hello! š this story takes place when the boys are still in the USA and training. I believe I've read somewhere they actually spent two years in Texas so... the Reader is a girl from Texas and a daughter of one of the badass Colonels at the base who is training Buck and others. she is also a head nurse at that base (I assume they also had sickbays even though those were training bases...? I literally know nothing about the military lmao). I hope she will be strong enough for you š I personally don't find every sweet and more period-accurate female character to be weak or naive but it was still nice to write a different type of character for once š
I might post less frequently in the upcoming days because I am catching up with my uni work finally after a few weeks of abandoning it to write fics lol
my inbox is open for blurb/short fic requests for major cleven š¤
Bucky laughed at the sight of his friend going inside the sickbay after a training flight. He was going there for the fifth time this week and it was all because his friend had a crush on the head nurse, young (Y/N) (Y/L/N).
Miss (Y/L/N) was a daughter of Colonel (Y/L/N) ā the Colonel (Y/L/N) ā the scariest and the roughest man around. He had a scar right across his face and he was known for being so strong he could rip the tree out of the ground with his bare handsā¦ or so the legend said.
His daughter was just like her father. She was feminine of course in her nurseās apron and her hair done up neatly so it wouldnāt interrupt her work. Her hands were soft and her lips covered with red lipstick. But she was a tough girl who didnāt mind swearing a little and scolding all the boys at the base for their irresponsible behaviour. She probably didnāt know that they all acted this way just so they could get to the sickbay and be treated by her.
At least that was the case for Buck.
She sighed at the sight of him and rolled her eyes as she approached him when he entered the room.
āMajor Clevenā¦ Again?ā She raised her eyebrows at him and he blushed. āWhat is it this time?ā
āI amā¦ I am dizzy,ā he made up a pathetic lie and she huffed at that as she pointed at the chair for him to sit down on.
āI will give you something for that but if you keep having troubles of this sort, Iām gonna tell my daddy to not send you to Europe, you know?ā She teased and he swallowed thickly at that comment.
āPlease, donāt, Miss (Y/L/N),ā he pleaded, his eyes carefully following her every movement as she looked at him with a smirk.
āWell, we donāt want weak pilots like you to defend our country, do we?ā She teased.
āItās not because of flyingā¦ Itāsā¦ I donāt know, itās something else,ā Buck hated himself for the way he acted around her. She was so intimidating but so tempting at the same time. The fragile part of his masculinity was simply scared of her but his other, brave side wanted to be around her all the time. And he was very well aware how many other men wanted her, too. But his feelings were real. It had very little to do with desire. He was serious about her.
She approached him and handed him a pill and a glass of water. He swallowed it and she squinted her eyes at him.
āI swear to God, you boys are the worst bunch Iāve ever dealt with,ā she shook her head. āI hope in Europe I will handle real men,ā she rolled her eyes.
āYouāre going to Europe, too?ā Buck asked as he widened his eyes.
āOf course, Major. It brings me no pleasure to be here and help buffoons like you,ā she chuckled. āI signed up already and my daddy wants me to be assigned to the 100th.ā
āThatās where I will go, too,ā Buckās eyes sparkled as he realised that she wouldnāt get rid of him so easily.
āOh Godā¦ā (Y/N) sighed. āI hope youāll be long gone by the time I get there.ā
āI hope not,ā he blurted out and she froze for a second before laughing.
āOh, youāre cute, Major,ā she admitted before walking away to deal with the next man entering the sickbay, coming up with some fake injury just to feel her hands examining him and hear her mocking tone scolding him for his irresponsibility.
You liked Bucky Egan because he was funny and he didnāt care about you. He could have any woman he wanted so he wasnāt showing off when you were around ā or playing a victim like so many āinjuredā Majors, Captains and Lieutenants. You were growing sick of all of them, coming to you with every single papercut and making puppy eyes at you.
You were having a beer with Bucky behind one of the buildings in the evening. Consuming alcohol was forbidden but who would fire you? You were a daughter of the roughest Colonel in that base. And Bucky was under your protection ā and one of the best pilots around.
āAlright, but if you had to go out with any of them, who would that be?ā Bucky asked, teasingly.
āFor fuckās sake, John,ā you rolled your eyes and leaned your head back to rest it on the wall. āIt would be you.ā
āBut I donāt want you,ā he laughed.
āYouā¦,ā you hissed at him and you both giggled. āThatās why I would go out with you.ā
āOh, you like the ones who donāt want you?ā
āNo, I like real men,ā you told him. āLike my daddy is.ā
āYou know that my best friend is madly in love with you, right?ā Bucky pushed your arm playfully.
āCurt Biddick?ā You asked. God, that one was insufferable.
āYeah, him too. But I mean the other one.ā
āBuck Cleven?ā You asked as you felt your cheeks heating up for some mysterious reason.
āYeah, that one,ā Bucky nodded. āHeās a good guy and a hell of a pilot. Heās tough, too, just in a different way.ā
āYeah, heās cute, bless his heart,ā you admitted.
āSo, youād go out with him?ā Bucky raised his eyebrow at you.
āStop playing matchmaker, itās not gonna happen. I aināt dating any man from this base,ā you took a sip of your beer as you shook your head.
āWhy not, though? You donāt want to marry a man like your daddy? I thought you wanted to,ā Bucky asked.
āYāall would be scared of a gal like me, let me tell you,ā you giggled. āI can shoot a rifle and throw a grenade. My daddy wanted a son, you see. But my momma gave him only girls so he raised us like boys,ā you told him. āAll that discipline, I aināt joking, Bucky,ā you pushed him because he was laughing. āWe had to get up at 5am, make our bed, do morning gymnastics,ā you teased.
āReally?ā His face became more serious.
āNah,ā you shook your head. āOnly sometimes. But he took the whole business of teaching us self-defence very seriously. I remember asking him, where the hell would I even get a grenade from in case some boy was following me home, daddy? And he said: easy, sugar, theyāre in my drawer next to the gun,ā you laughed and so did Bucky.
āYou know what I think?ā Bucky put his bottle of beer down and shot you an odd glance you did not like at all.
āWhat, Egan?ā
āYouāre gonna get angry when I tell you.ā
āJust tell me,ā you rolled your eyes.
āI think you need a man whoās gonna see a woman in you. Like yeah, we all know youāre tough and shit. And all these boys want to be around you because youāre like a mother that they have left back home in the way you scold them and take care of them. But I think you just need someone to see a woman in you. Has anyone everā¦?ā
āYou asshole,ā you indeed got angry. You didnāt want him to be right and react in such a predictable way but you did.
You stood up and went back to the building to go to sleep, leaving Bucky Egan without a word.
You didnāt know what Bucky had said to Buck but Major Cleven hadnāt visited the sickbay in a week now and you hated to admit but you missed it. In fact, you were the most excited when it was him coming inside with some adorable injury or illness. There was something about him that was making you swoon even though you would never ever admit that.Ā
On that weekend most boys had a night out and you stayed inside the sickbay to deal with the paperwork. One of the head nurseās duties sadly required filling some papers, too.
After a while, you heard a light knocking upon the front door and you sighed before standing up and opening them, shocked to see Major Cleven.
āMajor?ā You asked. āWhat is it again? The mysterious dizziness has had its comeback?ā
āN-no,ā he shook his head.
āWhy arenāt you out with all the boys?ā
āI didnāt want to go,ā he admitted and you squinted your eyes at him.
āSo you decided to catch me in an empty room instead? I have a gun here and I know how to use it,ā you threatened although it was hard to believe that a man like Major Cleven would ever hurt any woman.
āI wanted to ask you if youād go out on a walk with me, Miss (Y/L/N),ā he widened his eyes at your threats. āItās a warm and nice night.ā
āUgh, fine,ā you shrugged your arms and grabbed a cardigan to put over your nurseās outfit. He waited for you outside nervously with his hands in his pockets.
āI donāt want to be a bother, we donāt have toā¦ā Buck told you as you were locking the door behind you.
āYouāre lucky, Major, I needed a distraction from the papers,ā you told him and joined him.
āYeah, the paperwork. I donāt like it either,ā he looked down and you two began to walk slowly towards the gates leading out of the base.
āAnd who does?ā You chuckled and looked at him as you bit on your lip. He was adorable; something about him was making you feel protective. But on the other hand you knew from your father he was one of the best pilots and he was a man of honour. Your father was usually rolling his eyes at the mention of most men at the base. But never about Major Cleven. Your father rarely respected the young and new ones but something about that Major was making your daddy go easy on him.
āI wanted to apologise, actually,ā Buck told you when you two finally left the base and began to walk alongside its fence.
āHm? About what?ā You asked.
āBothering you five times a week with made up dizziness or papercuts,ā he laughed nervously.
āAnd what made you apologise? Youāre not the only one whoās been doing that, Major, but youāre surely the first actually saying heās sorry,ā you raised an eyebrow.
āBucky told me itās annoying you and that itās not really a way to get to you,ā he admitted as he looked up at your face.
āWhy the hell would you want to get to me? Youāre a sweet man,ā you snorted at him. In the dim light of the moon and the baseās lights from afar you could see him blushing.
āWhat does it have to do with it, Miss (Y/L/N)?ā Buck asked.
āIām not sweet, Major Cleven. A guy like youā¦ You should be out there in town with them boys and look for a sweet little naive doll for yourself,ā you teased him. But deep down it hurt you that it was true ā you were raised for a tough girl but sometimesā¦ Sometimes you wished you were softer.
āYou think so low of me, Miss?ā He only shook his head with a nervous chuckle. āThat type of woman youāve mentionedā¦ Theyāre nice and kind, I donāt mind them, theyāre sweet, yeah. And they make good wives to lots of men but youā¦ Youāre the first one who actually impressed me,ā he confessed.
You went silent for a moment. You liked that he wasnāt complimenting you while saying mean things about others.
āYouāre a real gentleman, Cleven,ā you pointed out. āAnd so smooth. Youād be a sensation if you stayed here in Texas.ā
āWould I?ā He stopped his walk and so did you as he turned around to face you better.
āYeah. But if you stayed here, youād soon realise there are more gals like me āround here. And Iād lose all the charm,ā you teased.
āThen maybe Iād finally leave you alone, which I assume is your wish.ā
āOh, far from that,ā you risked as you raised your eyebrows, waiting for his next move.
He hesitated for a while and then he smiled smugly and joined his lips with yours in a sweet but passionate kiss that took your breath away.
Bucky had been right ā it was nice to be treated like a woman.
āWill your daddy shoot me for that?ā Major Cleven asked with a chuckle after finally breaking the kiss.
āItās not him you should be worried about. I can shoot, too, Major, and my daddy wouldnāt get rid of the best pilot,ā you teased.
āBut you would?ā He grabbed your chin gently.
āThe best pilot? Surely. But would I get rid of Major Cleven? Never,ā you chuckled. āGod, Iāve missed your made up migraines,ā you confessed.
āI can fake more of them,ā he smirked.
āYes, please,ā you chuckled and leaned in to kiss him again. āBut letās keep it a secret for now.ā
āWhy?ā
āBecause if my daddy finds out about us, heāll make sure we wonāt be sent to the same base in Europe and we donāt want that, do weā¦?ā You looked up at him, your heart pounding so fast in your chest as it had never done before for any man.
āOh, no, no, we donāt want that at all,ā Major Cleven bopped you on the nose. āWho will deal with my headaches there otherwise?ā
Yo! Good morning/evening, hope you are fine^^š. I wanted to ask you a question but I was afraid that it may bother you or something (you know..that feeling when you are scared that you might disturb someone or being an unwelcome person) but yeah I will ask you since i was serious about your answer for some time now so I hope I'm not annoying you or something *feel free to answer only if you wish^^. You seem to know the characters pretty well, you are quite capable and great at reading and understanding them, one of the things I'm serious about is what do you think would make someone qualified enough to be with malleus? Do they have to be of the same species?certain Reputation, stature or traits?(sorry can't help it since I can't rest until I know everything about what interests me and figure it all outš ). Thanks for giving me some of your precious time I really like your blog, you're amazingš
No worries, youāre not bothering me at all ^^ I love to talk about my hyperfixations www
Now, I know a lot of fans (particularly on the EN side) like to ship Malleus with their OC and especially with Yuu so I want to first make it clear that my response is NOT meant to invalidate those Malleus shippers. Whatever I say here is based on my own interpretation of canon lore (and letās be real here, TWST wonāt ever confirm if anyone is romantically interested in Yuu because it might not work with how some players view their own relationship with that character). In fanon, anyone can be with anyone, but in canon there are very specific in-universe rules and expectations laid out for Malleus so these are what I will be referring to.
I also want to emphasize that the final traits I discuss in this post do NOT reflect Malleusās personal tastes or views. He has little say in what kind of an individual his spouse would be, so his own preferences are not speculated about or taken into account here. The traits I will be bringing up are based on what I believe the lore implies are the desirable traits for those marrying into the Draconia royal family.
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Firstly, Iām completely disregarding the ideas of āMalleus can love whoever he wants to loveā, āMalleus can scare people into accepting who he lovesā, and/or āMalleus can change the law so he can marry who he lovesā (a la Sultan from Aladdin or through some other Disney magic or logic). Hereās why:
In general, those solutions for āhigh stakes issuesā are too simple, and that has never been how Twisted Wonderland tackles complicated problems. Just look at every single OB boyās backstory. Theyāre so complex that they arenāt totally resolved by the end of their books; these problems persist and are long term things each of them are working on addressing. This is also true of the politics TWST introduces to us; Leona for example explains how there is social pushback and resistance to the idea of infrastructure reform because the culture of the Sunset Savanna stresses harmony with nature. This has made it difficult for them to adopt new technologies because real politicians in their world have to seriously weigh their cultural values with their health and societal progress. The only time there are really easy solutions are in events or vignettes where the emotional stakes are not super high, but who Malleus marries is, in fact, super important since this will entirely change the life of a main character and his country.
With that first bullet point in mindā¦ No, Malleus cannot love whoever he wants to love. Certainly, he may feel affection for another but he can never truly be with them. He is royalty and the only heir to the throne of Briar Valley. It follows that he is expected to marry for political reasons/to better his nation. This is a non-negotiable obligation for him.
Rather than saying, āMalleus cannot scare people into accepting who he lovesā, I think itās more accurate to say Malleus knows he probably shouldnāt. I mean, yes, he may be upset about his S/O not being accepted by his people but I feel that is discrediting a lot of the loyalty he has for his own country. As a kid he may have thrown tantrums when he was upset and potentially harmed staff, but as a 178 year old he has a much better understanding of decorum and maintaining it in spite of his own grudges. For example, even though he personally dislikes Leona he still commands Sebek to apologize to him because, at the end of the day, this could harm Briar Valleyās relationship with the Sunset Savanna. Thatās not to say that Malleus canāt be petty (he definitely is)ābut implying he would be petty toward basically his entire country just because they would disapprove of the one he loves?? (We know this would likely be true because Sebekās parents faced similar backlash when they got together.) I feel like his own sense of awareness and responsibility for his country, crown, and people would override that. As an example, Malleus states that he has never been in a car before because the senate would be against it and often kept Malleus in the castle. Someone of his power could easily ignore them and sneak out and do whatever he wanted, yet the dialogue implies Malleus didnāt. He obeyed his political advisors even when he was younger and arguably much more immature. Malleus might not like certain decisions made about his life but it sounds like he ultimately complies with them.
Continuing from the previous point, letās say for the sake of argument that Malleus does scare everyone into line. What about his public image and the mental health of his S/O? Maybe Malleus can frighten people to not talk out of turn to his face, but he cannot control what people whisper about him behind closed doors or to treat his S/O well or like they actually like them. Not only would they be alienated (away from their own home and forced to adapt to a new one) but theyād be treated oddly by others too. What kind of reputation is that for Malleus? To be a tyrant king who throws a hissy fit anytime someone talks about his partner in a way he doesnāt approve of? With a spouse who is not at their best mentally because of the constant ostracization? (This is similar to what Leona experienced in his childhood.) I donāt think Malleus would want to subject anyone to that kind of life, especially not one he loves. And again, this attitude would be the vast majority of his people. Itās not like it can be avoided or resolved in an easy manner, especially when the people of Briar Valley have proven to be against change.
Lastly, Malleus would not change the law so he can be with whoever he wants to. To begin with, I doubt this is a unilateral position the senate would approve of. But okay, letās accept that Malleus is royalty so his power overrides the advisorsā power. So he effectively just changed a law for a very selfish and personal reason rather than changing something to actually benefit his people. That doesnāt feel in-character for him, not when Malleus seems to understand that it is the duty of those in higher status to help those below them rather than themselves (see: Riddleās Suitor Suit vignettes. Malleus has acted selfish before, yes (who remembers Endless Halloween Night? His Dorm Uniform vignettes? I do.)ābut never at the cost of changing the status quo of his country. (Book 7 is not included here because heās in a very distressed emotional state then; this ānew lawā scenario posits that Malleus is in a normal state of mind.) This is a major changeāchange which Briar Valley, its people, and most importantly, Malleus, are not ready for. You think there wouldnāt be social pushback against this? From a society that has become complacent with its own way of life and is still isolated from the rest of the world? That Malleus, someone who struggles greatly with accepting life changes himself, could enact such a big change so easily? (On a more technical level, you donāt just pass a law and it instantly becomes tangible or real, there is a process of approval and then implementation.)
Additionally, itās made clear in Ghost Marriage that ā[Malleus] cannot enter into an engagement lightlyā, which is why Sebek goes in his place. Eliza, the Ghost Bride, is royalty (er, albeit dead) but it seems that royal status is not enough to qualify as his partner. Maybe this is because sheās dead and doesnāt have anything of value for Briar Valley (no land, no people, no political power), but it could also mean that the partner has to be given the thumbs up by other parties.
All that being said, here are some of the conditions I think would have to be met for Malleusās future spouse:
Has to be someone of equal or at least high status. This means they also have to be a royal or at least of nobility. This appears to be true of Malleusās dad, who is referred to as a duke.
Because of how self-contained Briar Valley is + nocturnal fae having beef with diurnal fae, I imagine his partner would have to also be a nocturnal fae. This would also solve the MASSIVE lifespan difference between fae and non-fae because at least fae would be far closer to each other even if their lifespans fluctuate but subspecies.
Someone suited to rule by his side. Being married into any royal family is no jokeāit comes with the expectation that you will contribute somehow, and the partner should be fully equipped to enter the world of politics with him.
Piggybacking off the last point, I think mental fortitude is also a prerequisite. This is because being a politician (navigating the social climate both within your country and outside of it, keeping your people and colleagues happy, maintaining public approval, managing laws, dealing with potential attempts on your life, etc.) can be very stressful and can hurt those who are faint of heart or not prepared for the responsibility. Leaders have to make tough calls at the drop of a hat, and they have to be ready for it.
Has a lot to offer in terms of benefits to Briar Valley as a country. This could be in terms of resources, connections, and/or political savvy. This appears to be true of Malleusās dad, who acted as a diplomat for Briar Valley.
Vetting and formal approval from the senate. lmao good luck with that
Has to be able and willing to have a child. They at least need an heir to the throne to succeed Malleus. (However, knowing how exclusionary and conservative as heck the senators are, I doubt they would accept anything but a biological child š)
Preferably someone with powerful magic or is skilled at magic already so as to lessen the chance of ātaintingā the bloodline with a weak mage or a non-mage.
I believe that Briar Valley would prefer someone with old fashioned values like them, not someone pushing for massive reform. They have a culture that is resistant to change and a history of fighting for resources with outsiders, so if Malleusās new spouse tries to introduce a bunch of technology or open its borders to other countries (even if they have good intentions), the people + the senate may oppose them. His father is implied to be open-minded, but he at least understood that such change isnāt reasonable without time and effort dedicated to the endeavor.
All that being said š¦ I think that this topic is actually less about what Malleus as an individual wants and what his country, his people, and, yes, even his asshole senators, want. This is basically an arranged marriage situation so that their country can maintain power and relevance. Itās about the collective and what Malleus must do for their perceived security and prosperity.
Sooo, I bought the Lotus Tower model kit and, of course, I went overboard making it as accurate as possible to the show. To no one's surprise, I'm guessing? š
For reference, this is what the completed model (sans horses) looks like without most* of my alterations:
*The awning material and decoration is my only alteration at this point, as I didn't like the fabric they included with the kit.
I had so much fun with this model! It is well-made, has moving parts, and is actually fairly easy to put together, with most parts just clicking into place. It even has furniture details inside!
Let me know what you think! Have you got the kit? How are you finding the building process to be?
If you want to hear a more detailed review of it and see my progress shots and details of my own creative additions, click below:
UPDATE: I've now added even more things to Lotus Tower! Find them here.
First, unboxing!
This is how the box arrives. I ordered it from CPOP Universe and it arrived well-packaged and undamaged within a matter of weeks.
Along with the kit itself - which as you can see consists of a stack of laser-cut sheets coded from A-Q, and numbers detailing the specific parts - you receive a coaster (ceramic, backed with cork, and very pretty), little standees of difanghua, a letter styled after the ones difang recieve from Li Lianhua, and a replica of the booklet of yangzhouman techniques.
The process:
The first floor came together pretty quickly:
Glue is provided, but isn't necessary for a lot of the pieces, as I found the measurements for a lot of the joints to be pretty snug and able to hold together themselves. Glue is necessary for some parts, though, particularly for areas such as the step up to the rear sleeping area. Strong glue.
Here is what the fist floor looks like:
Fitting on the ceiling turned out to be the hardest part of most of the build. All of the holes on the second floor had to line up with every joint on top of the walls and doors.
The next big step I encountered was a curiosity. How to make the rear wall work? There was a curious piece clearly meant to anchor the rope, and a round hole that - much like the doors - meant that this piece was supposed to rotate - and even lock. But I received no instructions on how to achieve that. I found this puzzle (which I like to think was an intentional challenge, given the gadget-orientated FDB) to be a fun challenge. So I won't show you the inner workings and spoil it, but I'll show you the working product:
Next was the rather fiddly job of creating the sail awning. I imagine this will be quite difficult for some as there's no clear indication of how to fix the material in place.
My instinct was to sew it as that is also a craft I have practice in, though granted not everyone who buys this kit will be as comfortable with a sewing needle. The two swatches of fabric provided is also quite prone to fraying, and is quite thick and canvas-like. So, knowing that the awning is a big feature of Lotus Tower, I decided I could do better:
On the left is the provided fabric, and on the right is my own material (an old blouse that I never wore, with patches dyed with my promarker pens).
After that, things should've been an easy home run, as all I had to do was affix the wheels to their axis points and put the horses together. However, quite unfortunately, one of the wheels hadn't been cut out in my kit. I had to cut it out myself with a coping saw, a Stanley knife and much patienceš
It came out looking rough, but nothing a little sanding and a touch up with my promarkers couldn't fix. I also eventually glued the wheel caps to the axis to prevent the wheels popping off every time I touched it, and they all still spin fine (minus the one I had to cut myself, that one's a little stickyš ). Then came the horses, and I was done!
Or so I thought. "Don't you think it looks a little too brown?" said my detail-obsessed brain. "We could do... more...."
And so I did.
My additions:
I used scraps coloured by my blue marker to create the beams of the house, and later coloured the fence posts red.
I made a second sail to hand under the stairs.
I created a second planter box (again, from the scraps and coloured with promarkers - two sets of flowers were included in the kit, so I could put one in each planter.)
And I even created a rain chain using old earring backs, jewellery findings and a chain, spray painted matte black and then painted blue-grey.
To colour the roofs, I likewise painted them a light blue-grey (/brown for Hulijing's kennel), then used a darker blue promarker to roughly add in texture.
I painted the weather vane, and used scraps to add in its missing two cardinal points.
And then finally, I made a winch for the rear wall! It's also easy to turn with the roof on, so I'm very pleased even though it's a little rough looking š
Had to gif my video clip because tumblr said boo no to more than one :(
And that's it, that's my latest build! I found this kit very fun, loved the process and seeing Lotus Tower come to life. I also loved adding in all the details to make it just that bit more accurate to the show.
My only true criticisms are 1) small design oversights with the base wood colour being a tad too dark imo; the missing arms on the weather vane; and no second flowerbed (although I may be being a tad too pedantic about it š ). 2) The fact that one of the wheels in my kit didn't get cut out properly (a quality check issue).
Obviously, I made the choice to use a different material than the fabric included so I can't speak to how satisfactory it is. However, if I were ever in the position to give IQiYi direct feedback, I'd suggest they include thinner fabric, and paint (or paint suggestions, as I know model paints aren't usually allowed through customs in these kinds of kits) for the roofs, because (by way of how they're constructed) they're just raw edges of the reinforced card parts - completely uncoloured, despite being a very visual element of the piece.
Thank you for reading this far lol Keep an eye out for more art and craft posts! (I have a Siji Manor set update coming shortly š)
I have been trying to make cc from scratch for over a year now and have failed everytime š But I recently felt inspired to try recoloring, and it was suprisingly easy! Ofc my first recolor had to be something asoiaf, more spesifically the dance era. House Velaryon, Hightower, Arryn, Stark etc. are ofc included. I also tried to include both book accurate and show accurate sigils for "the blacks" and "the greens".
Requires the Vampires Game Pack!
14 swatches
Found in the 'painting' and 'wall decor' category
I couldn't find a book accurate banner for the blacks that matched the other sigils, so that's why it looks a little different. The Tyrell sigil also doesn't really match, but I hope it's not too noticable. Keep in mind that i'm a beginner, so the quality is not the best š
I really hope you like them !
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will try to indulge in your interests and hobbies to keep you happy
you may or may not be a introvert like him
if you arenāt heāll go out and hang out with friends even if thatās outside of his comfort zone for you
but do remember to cut him some slack if he doesnāt want to or wants to go home early <3
and if your an introvert? Wonderful!
99.99% of dates are spent at either of your rooms (not just houses cuz parents are annoying)
or at that one shop that sells the coffee jelly he likes
only if you agree of course
if you prefer something even more private thatās just fine with him!
he only ever wants some peace anyway
and you simply never disturb that, to which he very much appreciates
if your a touchy-feely typa peep, please keep it to a minimum? Especially in public??
heās already not really a physical touch person the way a perceive it
not that he hates it or anything
he just is more comfy without it when unnecessary
at least in public
he already will probably want to keep your relationship a secret/private for as long as possible
(he knows itāll get out eventually by some misfortune event š¤¦āāļø)
but since they find out anyway hereās theyāre reactions!
Honestly Nendo probably wonāt realize your dating until you explicitly say so
either that or heāll be the first one to know and just be like āoh, i thought everyone knew thatā
Aren really doesnāt mind and thinks your relationship is sweet
Hairo supports wholeheartedly- maybe a little too much š š
Chiyo is lowkey jealous you both got into a relationship before her but sheās happy
Torisuka is MAD jealous of Saiki but deep inside heās still happy for you two
Kaido is also a tad jealous because he knows he would practically never find a girl his mom would accept but otherwise he pretty much supports šš
Mera just uses your dates to get some free food (JOKING) she thinks you guys are cute
Saiko (Teruhashiās brother) would be happy Saiki finally stopped desperately chasing his sister and learned his place (itās the other way around bro š)
Uryoku (the magician dude) would be like āoh you dating someone master? Great! Now I need help for my upcoming show-ā
Aiura immediately tests to see if you two are compatible and how long youāll be together
turns out you are!! And you two stay together ā”
she thinks thatās adorable and will do anything for your relationship
will tear anyone who tries to split you apart a new one (they were just trying to say hi)
Aiura is the most supportive of your relationship
btw here weāre going with Saiki is her platonic soulmate instead (she prob already is)
Kusuke (Saikiās brother) is very much so interested in the person his brother has fallen in love with
he will observe you and ask you lots of questions once he meets you
which Iām telling you Saiki tried so hard to make sure you never would.
what happened?
his mom happened.
āKusuo! Heās your brother! He should get to meet your partner!ā
now Teruhashi I had to save for last..
her reaction depends
if she still loves Saiki she tries to befriend you while turning on the charm with Saiki
her plan is to befriend you and basically make you go āoh! You like Saiki? Well I guess Iāll back off then since were friendsā
and finally have Saiki go āoh wowā and fall in love with her
otherwise if she doesnāt love him, moves on or whatever the case may be..
she probably doesnāt care much for your relationship unless your friends
i mean sheās kinda like that to anyone she isnāt friends with right?
In other news
Your friends def mess up your dates unintentionally
poor Saiki- since heās usually the one to plan them
nothing too extravagant- usually just out for food..BUT STILL!
They always tag along and become 3rd, 4th and sometimes 5th wheels or more! š
on the bright side-
at some point in the relationship you get to call him Kusuo and itās a big step for you two! š
āwell, I guess weāve been dating long enough right? You can just call me Kusuo..ā
I wanna write for the disastrous life of Saiki k (mob psycho 100 and black butler as well) more in the future! So send in requests!
A/N Split their reaction into 3 categories: freaking out, this is nothing, and wHAT š¤£ don't know if these would be considered "canon" but it's what I think may or may not be their accurate reaction š¤£Enjoy~!!
Gojo Satoru:
This dude is high key low key freaking out I'm not even joking š¤£ he's seen blood but why is it coming out of there š¤£
"Babyyyyyy," Satoru's sweet voice rang throughout your shared apartment. You exited the bedroom in your robe, Satoru's smile dropping a little. "What's wrong honey? Why aren't you dressed?"
"Satoru, I don't think I can escort you to your company's all white event."
"Eh? Why? What's wrong? Talk to me."
"In the state I'm in I'll end up cursing the whole event."
"What are you talking about? You're scaring me Y/N-chan."
"Everyone knows you don't wear white, especially now."
"Make it make sense."
"Babe I just started my period."
"O-oh...ooooooooohmygawd are you ok?! Are you hurt?! Should I call in?! Yeah ima call in."
"Satoru, stop being dramatic." you chided. "Go in my stead. This is the school's founding anniversary and plus you guys are honoring those who we lost. Can you imagine how Yaga and the rest of the staff will feel knowing one of their most prominent members doesn't show up?"
"But what about you?" he pouted. You grabbed his face planting a kiss on his forehead atop his blindfold. "I'll be fine love. I'm just bloated and bleeding."
"You're bleeding?!"
"Satoru, I swear to gawd we go through this every month."
Yuji Itadori:
Much like his (adoptive) father he's freaking out too. This is uncharted territory for him.
"Megumi! Have you seen Y/N?"
"She went home early, said somethin' bout not feeling too good." Yuji rushed off telling Megumi to cover for him. He ran to the store and brought you a bouquet of daisies, quickly paying the cashier, and rushing to your apartment. A flurry of knocks could be heard at your door and you groaned knowing who it was. "Y/N! Y/N! Hello? Y/N!" He reminded you of a puppy, albeit an annoyingly cute one. You cracked the door and you swear you saw his eyes light up with stars. "Y/N!" He quickly hugged you allowing himself in. "Daisies?"
"Oh," he offered the bouquet towards you. "These are for you." You chuckle. "Yuji, I'm not dead, though I do feel like I'm dying."
"Huh? What's going on Y/N-chan? Are you alright? Do you need to go the hospital? Where does it hurt? On a scale of 1-10 how bad is your pain level?"
"Yuji," you chuckle again. "Calm down. My period started today."
"Eh?" you kissed his cheek reassuring him. "Don't worry I'm not gong to die off of a little bit of blood."
"Little blood?!"
"Yuji I bleed from my vagina once a month."
"Oh," he blushes at how you can nonchalantly refer to your genitalia. To this day he still blushes when you say dick. "Lay with me? I need your warmth as my personal heating pad."
Yuta Okkotsu:
He wouldn't freak out per se but he is a bit confused as to what to do. He'll try to help you out as best as he could while trying to keep Rika at bay š
"Rika-chan, please!"
"I swear to gawd Yuta if you don't get her out of here I'll make her disappear for you." Your patience was at an all time low as the pain from your cramps intensified. It didn't help that your boyfriend was low key clueless so he thought it was a bright idea to summon his former lover to 'help' him. You couldn't blame him though, he isolated himself growing up so obviously he missed out on 'the talk'. You took a deep breath and ask through gritted teeth, "Rika dear, be a doll and give us a second hm?" She looked to Yuta and he nodded, you letting out the breath you were holding. "I don't understand-"
"Yuta-kun, please. Let me say this first. I don't blame you for not knowing what do with these situations due to your upbringing but I've said this before: this is normal. To bleed every month. It lets us women know that 1) we are not pregnant and 2) prepares us for the pains of child birth." A blush spread across his face.
"O-oh, is that so?"
"Yes and I would appreciate it if you asked me instead of relying on Rika. Part of being on my period means I'll be experiencing mood swings like now and weird cravings. I'm your girlfriend Yuta. I'm in the here and now."
"I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was like that."
"It's ok." A moment of silence passed when he asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"
"Get me a pint of rocky road ice cream and we'll call it even."
Toge Inumaki:
This poor baby would low key be freaking out š he understands that you're bound to be in pain once a month but he still can't help but fret around š
"Mustard leaf! Mustard leaf!"
"I'm fine Toge-kun. You don't have to worry. This is normal hunn'."
"Bonito flakes!"
"Toge-kun this. is. normal."
"Salmon roe." You chuckled grabbing his face planting a kiss on his forehead. "Baby, the pain is nothing. It's just preparing me in the event that we have kids." His eyes grew big as he shyly says, "Salmon." You chuckled again kissing his forehead.
Kento Nanami:
This man is a GOD SEND š you want ice cream? He'll get it for you. Need a heating pad? Say less. This man is literally attentive to your needs especially when it's that time of month for you - he's those boyfriends that'll have a basket full of your favorite snacks ready for you šā¤ļø
You walked into your shared apartment, body feeling heavy. Today was a long day at work and it doesn't help that you were on your period. You dropped your keys in the tray setting your purse down when you realized the scented candles, lights dim. "Baby?" Kento came around the corner mixing chocolate chip cookie dough in a bowl, your heart swelling at the image of him still in his dress shirt apron thrown over. "Hey love. Go ahead and take a bath. I ran the water so by the time your're done the cookies should be ready." You could feel your lips trembling as you walked to him enveloping him in a back hug. "Honey?"
"You're such a blessing to me you know that? Too good for me." He turned around hugging you to him kissing your forehead. "I love you."
"I love you too."
Megumi Fushiguro:
This is nothing new to him, he's had to deal with Tsumiki when it was her time of the month. I feel like Megumi would be the one to get the sanitary napkins for you, no shame in his game š¤
2 girls passed by whispering about how good looking Megumi is, Megumi not paying them any mind. He stood there pondering between the boxes of super tampons or ultra. "Would you like some help?" One of the girls offered. "No thank you. These are for my girlfriend."
"Lucky girl." She purred as she moved closer. Megumi stepped back shoving the box of assorted pack in her face. "Thanks but I've found what I've been looking for."
Geto Suguru:
Unlike his husbando counterpart Satoru, Suguru handles you with ease. He pries into your feelings trying to understand what it is that makes you tick during the time of the month and tries to help out as best as he could.
A warm hand on your forehead rouses you from your sleep. You peel your eyes open to see your boyfriend. "Suguru?"
"Hi love." he whispers.
"How long was I out for?"
"Couple hours," You try to sit up but wince at the pain in your lower abdomen. "You need another heating pad?"
"No thank you." You look at your boyfriend small pools of tears welling at the corners of your eyes. "What's wrong love?"
"I'm just-you're so good to me thank you, especially when my emotions are all over the place during the time of the month." Shushing you, he kissed your forehead gently reassuring, "Of course love. I'll always be here for you."
Ryomen Sukuna:
This dude is a little shit ngl š¤£ when you're on your period he calls it your devil week because apparently that's when you act out š The King of Curses is usually never afraid of anything unless it's you on your period; he gets the concept of it and tries to steer away from you. There are a few times where he teases you about being on your period but he knows it never ends well š
You have a condition called menorrhagia so when you bleed you bleeeed. You had just got through changing out your pad for the 4th time within the last hour and a half when Sukuna snarkily remarks, "I've seen way more blood than that. What you got going on is nothing." You fling the used pad at his head. "What the hell Y/N!"
"You see those clumps of jelly? That's my blood coming out of this vagina. Wanna know the worst part? Those jelly like clumps are blood clots, so don't you DARE FUCKING TALK TO ME ABOUT HOW LITTLE MY BLOOD IS BECAUSE GOT DAMN IT SUKUNA I WILL BLEED ALL OVER YOU IF I HAVE TO!
"Ok ok chill it with the theatrics."
"I swear to gawd Sukuna I will kill you with my own bare hands so help me God. If I can't kill you with these hands I will pour some holy water down your throat"
"On that note let me go buy your favorite ice cream."
Choso:
Choso is practically a blood bender š¤£ nah but in all seriousness when it's that time of month for you Choso is just š his reaction is just š¤¦š½āāļø
You groaned at how heavy your flow was. You were changing your pad while your boyfriend Choso was stepping out the shower glancing at your full one. "Ew babe, don't look at it. It's gross."
"That's a lot of blood."
"I know it's so annoying. Like how the hell am I bleeding this much and I'm still living and breathing!"
"I can manipulate it you know, make it go back in thinner or something."
"What?!"
"Huh?"
Toji Fushiguro:
I know there are some sharks out there and Toji is one of them š¤§ I don't know what it is about that time of month but it makes him twice as horny for you.
Toji sniffed the air closing his eyes, inhaling deeply at your scent. He knew that it was that time of month for you. You were laying in bed when you felt your feet being dragged to the edge of the bed. "Toji!" you squealed. "I need you."
"Babe," you tried pushing him away as he began leaving hickies on your neck. "I-ngh-I'm on my period right now."
"I know." You grabbed his face asking, "Are you sure?! You're not going to be grossed out by all the blood??"
"The fuck? Hell no. Besides I know you get just as horny as I do." You paused. Well there's no denying that. "Don't worry I bought the dark towels."
Okay so weird question but I have seen so many conflicting comments about how the Ateez members look in person vs on camera.
Some are saying they look taller and more buff than what you're expecting and others are stating they are shorter and more skinnier than you'd expect.
Which is it??!!
omg GREAT question because honestly i feel like sometimes people have bias goggles on -- my actual impressions under the cut as someone who has seen them four times at various stages of their career and pays probs too close attention since i'm writing them š
also for context, i'm 5'7" so i feel like sometimes i'll interpret someone as tall/short/etc. and how they look as compared to myself, but i know someone who's 5'2" would have a different perspective. just keep that in mind lol
hongjoong: I would say he's the closest to in person vs. camera, he's not a super tall guy but that's evident both irl and on film. i will say he's pretty strikingly beautiful in person and i think his looks translate more masculine and more "real person" than what we see in content. overall though i'd say his physicality matches stage to screen etc.
seonghwa: He strikes me as taller in person, but I think this is because he's very slender. He's muscular, that's clear when he's performing, but he's very lean muscle compared to someone like mingi or san who are just visibly "built" while standing still. That really give the impression that his limbs are long, his torso is long etc., so while he's I think 5'10" and that's probably accurate, he comes off taller maybe closer to 5'11". He's also so striking in person it's almost a shame how much the camera misses, it's like you can feel his energy in a different way just by being in the space with him.
yunho: now.... this is a complicated one. i genuinely do think he's taller than what kprofiles says, i'd lean more 6'2-6'3" for both him and mingi. last tour i stood fairly level with him based on the extended stage and my seat, and i was surprised at how tall he actually is. my irl partner is 6'3" so i feel like i have a good gauge for tall guys. as far as his physicality though, he's very broad in the shoulders and he's just a big guy (big hands, big feet, long limbs, just the bone structure of a big dude).... but lately he's lost so much weight that it's pretty evident on stage in a lot of the costumes (esp silver light). He's very fit and lean, but when I saw him more halazia era in 2022 he was much broader looking and i think that's due to the recent weight drop. i'm honestly somewhat concerned about it, but i don't love adding fuel to conversations like that online so i don't talk too much about it. to answer your question though, he's definitely taller and definitely broader, but looking very very trim as of late. his face though? shockingly more handsome in person it's actually ridiculous, like his face is kind of perfect and his eyes are just so kind and expressive.
yeosang: i'd say his height is probably dead on or he's possibly *slightly* shorter than what people expect, but what he definitely has is muscle. yeo has really built arms and that translates to him coming off much more broad and fit than i think people expect. his dancing in person is also so crisp and sharp and you can really see so much more body control than you get in content. i'll also say there's a reason people come away from the concerts being wrecked by him, he's so ethereally beautiful in person it's insane. he definitely has a classic dancer's body, both him and san actually, so i'd say they come across close to accurate on screen you just get the full real impression in person.
san: where do i even start with this man............ so height wise he's probably a little taller than people expect? i think his height on kprofiles is probably right give or take an inch, but i think because he's SO fit and SO broad he has much more a physical presence that translates to interpreting him taller. his body is insane in real life, you can just see muscle definition in ways that you can't on other members (except maybe yeo?) and that's all down to him being very dedicated in the gym. his face however.... stunning, but i cannot emphasize this enough..... he's so much more real. in content i feel like he's very "on" but there's so much opportunity to see him as a real person even when he's on stage doing ments, grabbing water, checking on his members, etc., and he just looks like a kind, handsome, normal guy. he also just has confidence in spades, so i feel like his presence really knocks you back and stuns you when he's around.
mingi: he's fucking huge, that's it, that's the truth. genuinely mingi is a BIG dude, and while yunho may have a half inch to an inch of physical height, mingi is just filled out and broad everywhere. in the way that san and yunho are broad, he's broad but thick almost? in quite literally the best way. also his waist is SO trim that it's actually hard not to notice it, he's got like mega dorito body going on. also thighs. oof. as far as everything else? I feel like his face and vibe actually translate well on and off screen, my assumption on that is that he's probably much more relaxed and chill when there's no cameras around whatsoever.
wooyoung: in person i think he comes off about his height if not a little shorter, but again in large part that's due to how slender he is. he has a similar body type (in like weight fluctuation and composition) to yunho in that when he loses weight he's very slim but can flex and show a lot of muscle definition. it makes sense though, he does a ton of cardio with running, biking, and dancing so i feel like that's evident in his physicality vs. the members who are primarily weight lifters. he is also much prettier and handsome irl, he's got such pronounced bone structure and that combined with his style leaves him looking like the coolest guy you'd want to chat with if that makes sense.
jongho: he is the literal most man of the group i cannot emphasize this enough. he's probably exactly the height you'd think, maybe a little taller, but he's filled out and bulky in a way that just screams fit dude who takes care of himself. i think we miss a lot of that given how little skin he shows and that gets lost on camera, but irl it's very clear he takes care of himself. he's so handsome in person and quite tan, and he exudes so much confidence it's almost impossible to think of him as a maknae with the exception of how the members baby him. his aura irl is just pure self assured confidence.
Your art and style are literally gorgeous and i had such a good time doing my research and browsing through your stuff! ^^
All your designs for your AUs are so cool too!!!
I tried to get something done for both of your AUs :)
I really hope its okay that its not 100% accurate to the AU!
I just got this idea because of all of his connections to crows and literally could not get it out of my head TwT
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I also actually had alot of fun rendering this ^^
I did also consider an alternate piece just incase this one was a little too far off, but as seen by my last minute posting, i may have tried to bite off a bit more than i could chew and not gotten to do everything i wanted to complete š
I did have a list of sketch/doodle ideas like some more Christmasy things, stuff to do with your Metal au yn and some Farm shenanigans that i was going to compile and add but ended up not having time
But ill probably still do them because i dont think my brain would let me go on without doing so XD
So those will probably get posted soon as extra little bits, too! ^^
And for the Metal au i did this silly little comic!
I hope its not out of character for the au or anything š
But after seeing the little comic of where they first started i couldnt help but imagine mischief like this ^^
Honestly, im actually quite nervous about showing this
After spending so long thinking of ideas and getting excited about drawing them, i will admit im still a little worried that i misinterpreted something or did something incorrectly TwT
But i guess i just really hope that you like it in the end! ^w^
iām having a fancall with yunho soon, do you have any tips? š
First of all- congratulations and I'm jealous and you have to come back here and tell me how you go because I want to hear every single detail!!!
Any tips?
Yeah, first of all- be yourself and embrace the moment because I'm sure those 3 minutes go by fast and you want to soak up every moment you possibly can have with him.
Pls send me a video of it if you want too in my DM's because I'd love to see if my depictions of him are accurate.
Okay but my tips are:
- If you want him to think you're pretty, do your make-up and hair in a girly/princess/coquette style manner...
One girl in a fancall with Yunho had butterfly clips in her hair and Yunho commented and said he loved the butterfly clips and she looked so cute.
It's okay to be a little bit shy and giggly because it satisfies his ego to have Atiny's gush over him and be impacted by his presence.
His Gemini Moon means he values nostalgia so maybe talk about spiderman or harry potter or ask questions about his performance.
And of course, he is the most possessive member of Ateez so if your mind is frozen and you don't know what to talk about.
Just gush and rave about how he's your favourite and why he's your bias.
You better come back here and give me tea after your fancall- I'm expecting it after giving you inside information haha
Hey hey, am back again (the one who requested the movie headcanons)
I do have another request but I just got to say your impressive as hell. I had put in the other request just a day before it was made. Which is just crazy and the fact the headcanons were so accurate and good. Thank you for doing the last request once again.
Ok now I will get to my request now, just had to give that recognition š
I was wondering if you can please do, what itās like to spread a morning with luffy, sanji, nami, and robin. How it would be like to wake up with them and get ready for the day with them. Stuff like that.
Thank you if you take this request, I hope you have a good morning š«¶š¾
hey hey! welcome back! thanks for the compliment, i'm glad you enjoyed it and found it accurate!
forethoughts: i can't believe i hit 100+ notes one of my post š„¹. thank you all so much for reading my stuff even though it occasionally breaks your hearts! ahhhh. also gonna use this space to have an fyi for people who request(ed) me. i just finished eneis lobby!!! if you request something that's way after eneis lobby, i'm either gonna have to wing it (aka poorly write bc i lack context and i don't wanna google bc google = spoiler), or you have to wait patiently for me to reach that arc. sorry for any inconvenience! anyways back to the matter at hand.
notes: all gn!reader
Luffy always sleeps whenever his body tells him to, so itās not odd for him to suddenly disappear next to you while you two slept together. But ever since you two had gotten together, he would always make sure that he was by your side whenever you woke up. The moment your eyes open and consciousness rolls in, you feel a heavy weight on your body. Luffyās fast asleep on you, his head bruised-no doubt from Sanji trying to steal food. You smile softly at him, petting his hair as you roll him over to his side of the bed, placing a kiss on his bruise as you look at him, admiring his peaceful sleeping form. Whenever youāre asleep, heās awake. Whenever youāre awake, heās asleep. You found this annoying, but seeing his sleepy baby face always washed your annoyance away. You would proceed with your morning routine as it is, and usually by the time youāre done, Luffy wouldāve awoken, and smother you with kisses and whine about Sanji. Additionally, because now that you were with him and sleep with him (every now and then) at night, his hygiene significantly improved, so now he wasnāt always sweaty and covered in dirt!
Sanji is a gentleman, so of course he lets you steal the blanket at night, letting you snuggle up against him. Sometimes when you wake up, heās not by your side, as he has to start preparing food for everyone, but you would always find a handwritten note and your favorite breakfast right next to you, as well as a rose in a vase on your nightstand. This was life with Sanji; he always had to be up at 5am, ready to cook every meal, while you always slept in. Heāll always make it up to you by giving you the best night, as he can never really give you the best morning, even though he tries his best.Ā
NamiĀ loves to either big spoon or little spoon you. Either way, she craves the physical intimacy she can generate with you. She expects to either be treated like a princess one day, or absolutely spoil you with kisses the moment you wake up, and help you shower, get changed, etc. You cannot change my mind about the fact that Nami is a pillow princess, and will steal the blanket if sheās cold. You donāt mind it; in fact you're already used to this behavior, but you love it anyway, and she loves you for indulging her. Once she wakes up, sheāll kiss you on your lips, whispering a good morning as she snuggles with you. Once youāre awake too, the two of you get ready for the day. Nami spends majority of her time on makeup and clothing, while you simply shower and pick something nice to wear. Ever since you started dating Nami, you found yourself sitting down on a stool, Namiās hand deep into your scalp trying to āfix your hairā, while making you look the most attractive person in the world (to her you already were).
Similar to Nami, both you and Robin will always wake up at around the same time, to say good morning to each other and be the first thing you see once you wake up. In the beginning of your relationship, she isnāt too keen on snuggling/cuddling due to her trauma and the hardship of opening up to others, but after a while of being with you, sheāll let you cuddle her and she grows to love it too. She always smells like fresh paper or flowers, a scent youāve grown to love. Robin usually wakes up before you, and loves seeing your sleepy face buried in her chest. Sheāll plant a soft kiss on your forehead, whispering āgood morningā to you. Soon enough, youāll wake up, and whisper a āgood morningā to you. The two of you stay in bed slowly waking up, talking about your dreams and your sleep, then about what you were going to do/plan to do for the day. Robin loved talking to you and helping you achieve your goals, as nothing makes her more happy than to see you succeed. Everyday, sheād check in on you to see if you had completed your task you said you would in the morning, and always reward you with a special night. Ending your discussion with a kiss, the two of you get out of bed, ready to accomplish what both of you set out to do today.
Hello! This is my first time asking someone but can you do 141 men reacting to us being hypersexual? I dont see any of those onesš
Task Force 141 men w/a hypersexual partner
rating: mature
character(s): GN!Reader, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, John "Soap" McTavish, Simon "Ghost" Riley, Gary "Roach" Sanderson, Hound
warning(s): language, emotions(?), sexual themes, possible inaccuracies, mentions of trauma
a/n: An interesting request! I'll try my best to be accurate, but I can't guarantee it'll be perfect as someone who does not go through hypersexuality and a lot of resources online tend to only go over symptoms and general medical help but not a lot on how it affects relationships. So please please PLEASE correct me if needed, and I'll make the necessary changes!!
Gaz
I think out of all the guys, he'd be the only one who's heard of it, though he isn't all that educated about it.
With how Gaz is, you're actually quite comfortable discussing it early on in your relationship, bringing it up one day while you two are just talking about things.
He listens and nods along, occasionally commenting here and there, but he mostly listens. When you mention how it can be caused by trauma, you appreciate that he asks but tells you you don't have to if you're uncomfortable. He's just super understanding.
Also super low-key about it.
For example, if you tell him, signal, or if he can tell you're kinda going through it, he'll come up with a quick excuse to pull you aside and talk it out or do something else.
He already knows a bunch of exercises to keep your mind from reeling, small games to keep you grounded, and supervises you for a bit.
If you choose to, Gaz will absolutely support you if you pursue therapy! He'll especially praise you for any progress you make.
All in all, 10/10 boyfriend.
Price
It'll definitely take a while for him to wrap his head around the concept, but as long as you just communicate, things should be fine.
If and when you guys have sex, he's always checking in here and there, making sure you're good but not overdoing it so that it becomes overbearing.
Outside of that, if you're having trouble coping and physical touch helps, he's the best man for it.
His arms will wrap around you snugly, and just listening to his heartbeat alone can help soothe you. Sometimes, he'll hum to you or help massage your back. You find his voice to be helpful with how firm and direct it is, so he'll often converse with you to get your mind off things.
Definitely will give you resources if you ask. Need a therapist? He's got a reliable list. Need tools like sex toys? No shame, he'll get what you need. Ran out of medication? Just picked some up.
Keep in mind he can't always tell if you're having issues since he's quite busy when he's not alone with you, so you two developed a small signal to help each other out if needed.
Don't forget to reassure him too because he worries he's doing something wrong a lot of the time, so again, just communicate with him!
Soap
He's a little confused, but he's got the spirit.
It does take you a while to work up the courage not because you're worried about the shame of telling him, but more about if he'll understand.
When he first hears it, he kinda confuses it for higher libido but you quickly correct him.
"Ah, so it's not just impulsive but intrusive?"
From there, oh he's very, very sweet about it.
One of his best traits is how distracting he is so you can bet your ass he will find a way to keep your mind off things and humor you. He asks a lot of questions, but that's just his way of expressing his concern and care! Again, he's a super observant boy.
He'll always give you distance if that's what you need, but if you need some physical or verbal help, he's there in a heartbeat. If you guys are intimate, he'll take it slow and be loving as possible. He's happy to provide.
Oh, but if he hears you talking badly about yourself, he's quick to shut it down because hearing you call yourself 'dirty' or feeling 'used' has him very distressed.
"But I'm-"
"But nothing. You listen to me, okay? I would never think of you like that and I want you to know that to me, you're more than that, you're more than-" He stumbles over his words, "-jesus, you're everything and I don't want you thinking that you'll ever be less than that to me, alright?"
It's a hard pill to swallow, but his words are nothing but the truth, just as genuine as he is. After that, you start taking more of his words to heart.
Ghost
It's hard to tell what Simon's thinking a lot of the time, but rest assured, it's anything but judgment.
He thanks you for telling him and acknowledging how difficult it is. After all, you've done the same for him.
He's not gonna treat you like a porcelain doll, but that doesn't mean he's not gonna be cautious if guys have sex, he gets how vulnerable it can feel, being exposed, so it's something the two of you work through together.
He's also prone to getting upset if he hears you speaking badly about yourself, and admittedly, he's kind of brash and blunt at first when trying to confront you about it but over time, he learns to better express his concern.
With time, he'll steadily find more ways to keep your mind off of it. So far, he finds he's best at it via spending time with you like cuddling, or when he invites you to do different physical activities like exercising, taking walks, or sparring with him.
If you need help focusing or you take medication or therapy, expect him to nag about it!
"Did you go to the-"
"Yes, love, don't worry, I have. Thank you for asking."
You know he's looking out for you, and you couldn't be any more grateful.
Roach
Very much like Gaz, he's quick to understand.
"The girls who get it, get it" type of energy
He'll ask questions, but if he sees you getting skittish or awkward about it, he'll change the subject.
When he's nonverbal, he knows it'll be difficult to help you, especially if you're struggling to focus on his signs.
So what he does is he'll take your hand and trace a question mark in your hand, asking what's wrong and having you explain. If you need to calm down, he'll trace little shapes and hearts in your palms, intertwine his fingers with you, and help guide your breathing before asking questions.
If you struggle with finding other ways to be intimate or expressing yourself in your relationship, he'll show you what he likes, love languages of his, and such.
During a long mission, he had found you particularly frustrated. Rather than shaming you, he offered to help you get tidied up and take you out on a date.
The two of you went trinket shopping at the local town, though he was mostly buying you whatever you showed interest in, which quickly grew overwhelming.
But hey, it worked to brighten your mood, so it's a win in his book.
Hound
Oh he's so understanding. Hound isn't hypersexual themselves, but they understand the struggles of having highly impulsive and intrusive thoughts and actions, and more than understand the pain and shame that stems.
He expresses that he's proud of you for confiding in him something so personal and being comfortable enough to tell him
From there, he's very attentive to your needs and makes sure you're never overdoing it when indulging in NSFW.
If you two have sex, then it probably starts as a slow process to get comfortable, since Hound has their own sexual anxieties. But they're more than willing to take the reigns, establishing boundaries and patiently communicating with you even if it's difficult. In the end, it's a very vulnerable and intimate experience for the both of you.
In the case things have to stop, he'll clean things up, reassure and praise you, while finding something else for you two to do, like a movie night or cuddling.
Or if you're needy but they're not in the mood, Hound will help you redirect that energy somewhere else and makes sure you don't feel ashamed or insecure.
Personally, their favorite way of helping you is asking you about your interests or hyperfixes because they just love listening to you talk so passionately and just learning more about you so they can spoil you for future reference.
But sometimes you just need him to completely envelop you in his arms and give you something else to feel instead of that frustration, something to feel loved.