#also I’m learning a lot about faces now! Yay

[doodles-with-noodles]

I thought this haircut would look cute on book Hiccup for ages but I couldn’t draw hair back then. Now I can and hit you with whatever-this-hairstyle is :)

[joelsflower]

little present | bfd!joel x f!reader

an: okay i know we’re in APRIL lmaoo sorry but i was listening to last christmas by wham! and the whole idea came to me. enjoy tho!! read it now!! reread it in december!! do whatever!! hope u like it!! :^) so yeah this is christmas themed a bit. sorry. also i apologize if i’m still mistaking “in/on/at” a bit too much, i’m still learning the language :/ hope it’s not too bad and doesn’t influence badly on your reading tho! no beta ops

wc: around 2.5k i believe?

tw: titty sucking and pussy fingering combo (yay!), beginning of blowjob but that’s it, soft dom!joel, older!joel (i imagine him on late 40s/early 50s and reader on early/middle 20s but up to you), best friend’s dad, teasing reader, teasing joel, teasing me, teasing you, reader is able bodied, afab but not described; there’s one part where “your smaller body” is used but in no way to describe reader, just to point she was smaller than joel. image also does not describe reader, only for visuals. no y/n. ALSO. weather not described!! shout out to us latinas who go through christmas sweating and panting 🫡 it can be snowing too tho up to you

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You knocked three times on the door; unsure if it would sound impatient or even be heard due to the loud music and chatting coming from the inside. Sarah didn’t lie about the whole family coming this year for Christmas.

By the look on Joel’s face when he opened the door, your three knocks sounded more like the angels singing.

His big brown eyes lit up like candlelight when they found you. For a moment, you stood there in silent, letting him get drunk in your sight and you in his. The puffy bags under his eyes let you know it was a rough week, a rough week without you. The raspy, yet-to-make scruff adorning his cheeks and neck inciting your skin without even being near it. His calloused knuckles gripped the doorknob and the muscle on his bicep swelled, making your mouth water.

You let your eyes dance from his salt and pepper curls and finally to the little bit of chest peaking from the deep red plaid shirt, and when your eyes found his he broke the spell, letting out what seemed to be the first breath he took since he opened the door.

“Hi, sweetheart. Didn’t know Sarah invited you.” he shrugged weirdly, hand resting on his hip and the other on the door, like he was nervous. Due to college and construction, it’s been around one week since you’ve properly seen each other — it seemed like a whole year.

“Oh, hey santa” you joked, soft voice coaxing his tired ears, nodding to the santa hat hugging his curls. Suddenly, it was like he remembered he was wearing it and took it off, shoving it in his back pocket while making a face, biting back a smile when your giggle hit his ears.

“Uh- yeah, I wasn’t on the plans I think,” your fingers carved on the plate in your hand, and he gave you a “stop that” face, “she just called me last minute. But I have this!” you shook the plate of cookies a little, making it be noticed.

“Didn’t need t’bring anything, ya know. Just you’s enough.” silence once again put itself between the two of you, and if you were losing your mind, Joel could bet he was losing his a lot more harder. Opening the door to find the only sight that could relief his tired eyes on a beautiful red dress that hugged your body perfectly, matching see-through black thighs that allowed him to see just enough to drive him crazy and the need for comfort that he could well read in your gaze was not on his list, but was definitely a present.

Not being able to properly talk or touch you was feeling more like being on santa’s badlist, though. And maybe it was what he deserved, he thought, for fucking his daughter’s best friend and enjoying it so much.

You brought him back to life. What was he supposed to do if not give you the world and the best orgasms in it?

“Uh- come on in, then” he shook his desire away, holding the door open and watching as you passed by him.

One foot past the door and the chatter got louder. Uncles and sisters and cousins of cousins of cousins — there were a lot of Millers in this world, and all of them would be a problem if you wanted just a bit of closeness to Joel tonight.

“Thank you, Mr. Miller,” you looked up at him shyly, hoping treating him more formally would get you away in case anyone heard anything. Joel, on the other side, could not be less subtle while losing control of how hard he closed the door when your silky voice hit his ears, saying his name, thanking him. Just like you did when he held your wrists up your head and made your foggy bambi eyes roll back your head.

“Here,” he took the santa hat in his hands, stepping closer to put it in your head. The way his fingers carefully put your hair behind your ear set your body on fire, just the slight brush of its tips on your earlobe, the soft but swift strokes on your scalp to put your hair in place sending cold breezes up and down your spine.

“I missed you,” you whispered, lashes flourishing while your fingers boldly played the buttons of his flannel. You just needed to touch him.

But he didn’t answer right away, too focused on “putting the damn thing on your head”, which translates to an excuse to caressing your face and being close enough your sweet, peachy smell invaded his nostrils and messed with his brain chemistry.

“All done” your glossy eyes and quivering lips broke his heart in a million; all he wanted to do was take you in his arms right there. “Later, angel” he reassured you, taking your hand off of his shirt and giving you a softer look, that you knew was his way of apologising and comforting you for now. It was too risky, you knew that too.

“Oh gosh, you’re here, finally!” Sarah jumped on you for a hug, scaring the two of you, her bubbly energy warming you up. “Jesus dad, knew you’d hate it,” she gestured to the hat on your head, filling your mind with thoughts of him. “C’mon, you need to meet cousin Maria!” she dragged you away, the only thing connecting you to Joel being the lingering gaze you’d share for the rest of the night.

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“Ha! Remember that, brother?” Tommy laughed about a story old enough to be your age; about one time him, Joel and their other cousin Frank went fishing and something apparently went wrong, you weren’t really paying attention though.

Not when Joel’s hand had found your knee under the table.

You just had to sit by his side cause Sarah wanted to be close to Maria that was close to Tommy that was close to someone else and the seat by Joel’s side ended up being the only one empty.

“Sit there by dad’s side, he doesn’t care. Here, gimme this,” she took the plate of sweets from your hands, setting it on the table. Joel, who was praying someone could come save him from hearing the same story for the 10th time, made space for you to pull the chair and accommodate your smaller figure by his side.

Around ten minutes into chatting with Sarah and Maria and taking food from left to right on the table, you felt his knee brush yours. The simple warmth of physical connection between the two of you made your whole body vigilant, in hopes for some more.

“Ya should be there, Sarah. Never not funny seeing your old man struggling t’get some fish” Tommy looked towards you, meeting Sarah’s and Maria’s giggles. Joel bit back a laugh, it was funny, yes, but he didn’t want to look like a stupid old man to you. That’s when you met him with a small smile and a brush of your thigh on his, inviting his hand to instinctively envelope your knee.

“Oh, I’ve seen him struggle to do less, believe me”

And I’ve seen him do more with the stamina of a teenage boy, you thought.

Joel’s hand snaked up a bit more into your leg, always careful to not be seen, but stern enough to make you feel him, invading the area of your inner thigh and dragging your dress up a little. The warmth of his large palm against the material pressing at your skin was driving you insane, the way his fingers were digging into your soft but covered flesh and his thumb squeezing at your outer thigh making your core pulse and the hairs at your neck stir up.

Mine, ran through his head.

“Both of you are on my badlist tonight, hope y’know that” he seriously pointed at Sarah and Tommy, giving them an angry-like look and the ones around you bursted laughing. You reached down a hand to lay on top of his, your smaller fingers gripping his much bigger pointer one, his thumb immediately brushing your hand, his way of saying “you’re not”.

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“I think I need some air” you told Sarah as you got up from the couch and released her hand. Your tummy was full and your eyes were starting to get heavy. From the other side of the room, Joel’s eyes followed you to the balcony.

The peace of the outside of the house was everything you needed, trying to keep your mind from the trap of going into the Joel Joel Joel Joel to risky risky risky spiral. The moon lit up the sky and kissed your rosy cheeks, the singing of the crickets taking you away from all the buzz.

Just when you closed your eyes and breathed in the december air, you jumped when a strong hold surrounded your waist, the warmth of his chest hugging your back.

“Jesus, I— they’ll see us” you panicked.

“Shhh, it’s okay,” his other hand spread to pet on your tummy, paired with a kiss to your temple, “I checked, no one’s near. Wouldn’t want t’share you with anyone though, would I? Looking like my own little cherry on this dress” his fingers gripped the dress deep, sliding it up and down your waist a bit.

“I missed you so much” you turned around in his hold, arms wrapping around his neck and tugging at the curls at the base of his scalp. On your tiptoes you glued your body to his, closest as you could get, taking in the strong smell of his cologne that made your insides twirl. One of his hands danced down your spine to rest on your lower back, while the other held the back of your neck.

“Oh angel, missed you too, s’much. Can’t go a day without thinking about you, little one.” His deep voice whispered on your ear. Joel firmed his feet on the ground and swayed your bodies slowly left to right, calming you down. “Thinking about holding you, having you with me. About hearing your voice call me from the other side of the house and moan my name when I’m knuckle deep inside ya’”

“Joel!” You snapped his arm a little, staring into his eyes in disbelief.

“Am I lying?” he looked down at you with his rounded brown eyes, the same that could get you on your knees, mouth hanging open, with this exact same look he was giving you now. You shook your head slowly, fingers anchoring his shirt, “know you love it, baby, I love it too. Shit, should’ve found a way to see you earlier. I’m so sorry, sweetheart.” He rested his forehead on yours.

You distanced your head back and looked towards the living room, checking to see if you were still safe from prying eyes “want more of you,” you whispered.

Joel smirked, “Later baby, ‘kay?”

You stared up at him, no confirmation.

“Hm? Can you be my good girl and be patient?” He held your chin up with his thumb and pointer, forcing your gaze to be on his and nowhere else, “G’na be worth the wait, promise. But you need to be good f’me. Can you do that?”

“I can” you murmured, eyes closing as his hands found your sides and gave them a firm squeeze.

“Know y’can, darling. My best girl.”

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“Shhh, c’mon angel. Know these precious little sounds belong to me only,” Joel’s deepened voice vibrated on your neck, his teeth grazing the soft skin and making your head go foggy.

It was a combination of it all, to be honest; his hot mouth and beard on your neck, you only in your underwear and thighs and him fully clothed, his thumbs mercilessly circling your nipples through your bra and his very hard bulge grinding against your pussy and his whole weight pressing you down against his bed.

It started when you both came back to the living room — in separate moments, of course — and then you needed to go the bathroom but the one downstairs was occupied and Joel suddenly needed to check on something very important in his room.

“P-Please, Joel,” you cooed, the pool in your cunt becoming unbearable, your wetness overtaking your poor excuse of panties and messing the front of his jeans.

“‘S okay baby, gonna take care of you,” he gave your mouth a peck, hands releasing your stiffed nipples to hold your face in his hand so his tongue could invade your mouth. “I’ma bad old man, ain’t I? Making my little girl wait for so long to feel good. Fisting my cock the whole week, thinking ‘bout this pussy swallowing me in. Bad, bad man.” you shook your head no in a desperate side-to-side move, fingers gripping his shoulders, as if taking his shirt off, but his force was pinning you down just right.

A sudden grind of his hips into yours and tears pooled on your waterlines, your hands stilling and your throat holding back a moan while Joel groaned at the feeling of his hard cock rocking against you. “That’s what you want, isn’t it, princess? To feel so, so good?” Another desperate nod. “Shh, c’mon baby. G’na make you cum for the week we lost.”

Joel used his hands to lift you by your armpits and sit you against his headboard, lowering his body and dragging your lacy thighs with him, torturously slowly. Now he was face-to-face with your covered pussy, “oh, poor baby. Feel her, angel,” he pressed his thumb up and down your core, your wetness gluing your panties to your slit, overflowing a bit around the lacy edges. “So desperate to be touched, ain’t she? Just waiting for me to take care of her. I will baby, don’t worry. Been such a good little girl f’me. Gonna stuff you full in a minute”

He finally tangled his fingers on the thin stripes of your panties, but first giving the little bow on top of it a little kiss. “My little present,” he murmured, more to himself then to you, but smirking when your core pulsed with his words.

The moment Joel’s fingers slid the lace down your legs and his hot breath ghosted your pussy, you were a goner; all your fuzzy brain could focus on were the strong pressure of his tongue on your clit and his fingers patiently circling your hole.

“Let me in, angel,” he begged and started to push two of his digits inside your pussy, his head now on the level of your cleavage, keeping himself from missing the reaction of his own little Christmas angel being finger fucked by him.

Your eyes screwed shut and your mouth fell open, making a little “o” shape when two of his thick fingers spread you open all at once, making you just so full. “My tight little princess,” he cooed, looking down at your pussy swallowing his fingers in and out, your juice covering his knuckles with each pump, deeper and deeper. The slick sounds of the obscene act you two were dwelling in almost distracted you from hearing Joel’s “who’s pussy is this?”

Instead of answering, your smaller hands held his face and pulled him into a kiss, a very wet, hot kiss, his tongue making home for itself inside your mouth and twirling around your own, teeth grazing at your lower lip hard enough to leave a mark and soft enough to leave you wanting more.

“It’s yours, Joel,” you finally gave him what he wanted, a string of spit connecting the two of you.

“Tha’s my girl.” He curled his fingers to brush at that spot that made your head cloudy and the back of your eyelids starry, pulling the sweetest, most desperate moan from your wet lips (both of them). “And tha’s my pussy, hm?” He watch attentively as your eyes got too hazy and your mouth too open to process what he was saying, “poor little thing, so good can’t even think straight.”

You caught Joel by surprise though, when your hand found his clothed cock, giving your best to grab at it as hard as you could, stroking him with your palm and thumb. Even so lazily, the action drove him crazy enough to lose himself in your neck, fingers still fucking your pussy full and beard leaving marks all over your skin.

Joel allowed himself to get lost in the feeling of your hot, pulsing cunt strangling his fingers and your small hand palming his cock to lower his head a little bit, teeth pulling your excuse of a bra to the side (or trying).

“J-Joel,” you plead, the delicate lace of your lingerie ripping like paper in between his teeth.

“G’na get you a new one, love. Lot’s of new ones.” He spent no time, greedily sucking one of your tits into his mouth, tongue languidly abusing your nipple. His mustache hurting the soft skin of the area while his warm spit and velvety lips caressed the burn.

Feeling your pussy pulse and pull him hard, Joel increased the pace of his fingers inside you and directed his attention to your other boob too, his spit lingering all over your chest. “Pussy gripping me real tight, baby, wanna cum, don’t ya? I’ll let ya, c’mon. Cum all over me, little girl.”

And you did. Pussy squirming his fingers and almost making them a part of your own body, lips hanging open with nonsense babble followed by muffled moans and cries, nipples stiff and hard by the overstimulation.

His own little present, as he himself put. All for him.

Joel helped you calm down with sweet kisses to your cheeks and lots of “did so good to me, my little angel”, “missed you having you like this”, “my best girl, makes me so happy, baby”.

“Y’with me?” he nosed at your temple and noticed your eyes turn brighter, the small nod of your head bringing you back to a fully conscious state of mind.

“Open.” he positioned the tip of the fingers that were once inside you on your lower lip, your mouth instinctively hanging open to welcome him inside. “That’s it, ‘atta girl,” he rewarded as you sucked his fingers clean from your own mess, realising why his eyes became so dark with the action.

He hadn’t come yet.

You pulled your mouth from his fingers and kneeled between him and the bed, hands gripping his bulge shamelessly.

“Still gotta clean you up, angel. C’mon, we can do that later. Jus’ wanted t’take care of you.” he held your chin up to gather your attention, a failed attempt, you knew he needed it as much as you.

“‘S okay, I wanna. Just gonna suck on it a little.”

“My sweet girl,” Joel complimented as his palm held the whole side of your face, your bambi gaze distracting him while you worked both his pants and underwear down his legs.

With your mouth only inches away from his girthy, veiny cock that was proudly bouncing in front of your face, you gripped at the thick hairs at his base and gave the swollen, ruddy tip a mouth-open kiss, silky lips enveloping the head while his precum oozed down your tongue and a deep groan left his throat, your fingers gripping his base as your thumbs caressed his balls. You found his gaze again, pulling the most sincere, grateful and innocent look you had.

“Merry Christmas, Joel.”

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[cameronspecial]

The Hype Of A Babysitter

Pairing: Zach MacLaren x Babysitter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Pronouns: She/Her

Word Count: 2.0K

Summary: While babysitting the youngest MacLaren, Y/N encounters the older brother she has heard many stories about.

Masterlist

With Zach away at university, the MacLarens needed a new babysitter and that’s where Y/N comes in. She has been babysitting Avery for three months now. She graduated a year earlier, so she decided to take a year off before starting her desired career. Watching Avery is a great way for Y/N to earn more money on top of her savings from working during university. “Ave, what do you want to make for dinner?” Y/N questions when she feels someone else’s presence in the room. She has her head in the fridge, so she can’t see who it is. “How about pizza?” The unfamiliar male voice causes Y/N to go on high alert and jump away from the fridge with her arms ready to attack. “Who are you?” she threatens the tall blue-eyed boy. Upon further examination, her arms drop as she behind to realize who it is. “Oh, you must be Zach. I’ve heard a lot about you. I’m Y/N,” she introduces herself, holding her hand out for him to take. He takes it in her hand, “Yep, that’s me. I am Avery’s older brother.” She leans back against the kitchen island. “Your parents didn’t tell me that you were coming home,” she states. 

He shrugs, moving to the fridge to get the stuff out for pizza, “That’s because they didn’t know. I thought I would surprise them.” She joins him at the counter with a nod of her head. “Right. Well, if you want to spend time with Avery alone, then I can go. Your parents don’t have to pay me for the full night,” she notifies him. His head moves from side to side, “No, it’s okay. Avery has told me so much about you; it would be nice to get to know you.” When Zach entered his kitchen, he didn’t expect to see the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He was quick to piece together that she was the babysitter he had been hearing about because his parent’s car wasn’t in the driveway. He has heard so many stories about her and he is intrigued to learn more about her. 

“So pizza is okay?” he confirms, holding up the ingredients he already took out. She nods her head, “As long as we don’t put pineapples on it.” “Nooo pineapples. Noted. So I’m guessing not a Hawaiian pizza fan,” he guesses. Y/N can’t respond because Avery comes running to the room from the bathroom, tackling her brother in a hug. “You’re home!” she exclaims. He chuckles at his sister’s hold, “I am. I was missing you guys, so I thought I’d come home for the weekend.” Y/N’s heart flutters at how cute it is that Zach is staying the weekend because he missed his family. Sure, his campus isn’t very far, but he has been living on campus since Freshman year and he can sometimes get too busy to visit. “Yay!” Avery spots the containers out on the counter and grins. “Are we making pizza?” Zach’s head flicks up and down, “Yep. Just no pineapples. Miss. Y/N over here doesn’t like them.” “I’m fine with that,” Avery shrugs. Zach starts organizing the different ingredients, ordering Avery to cut up the toppings while Y/N helps him with the dough. “Okay, now add the water,” he instructs. She takes the water and dumps it into the bowl quickly, causing the water to splash up the bowl and over the edge. It falls onto Zach’s shirt and soaks the bottom of it.

“Shit, I am so sorry,” she apologizes, grabbing a towel to help him dry off. “That’s a bad word,” Avery states. Y/N doesn't seem to process where the hem of his shirt falls. She starts patting the area to dry it off but slows down once she realizes she is touching his crotch. A blush appears on Zach's cheeks as he looks down as her hands pause over the area. She retracts her hands to her chest and her hair falls in front of her face as she bows her head. “I’m sorry,” she whispers again, handing him back the towel. He shakes his head, “It’s okay. It was an accident.” “Yeah, but I also should’ve warned you that I am horrible at cooking,” she confesses with a sheepish look. He places the towel on the counter, “Well, I’m determined to change that.” 

About an hour later, the trio are sitting with their pizzas in hand as they watch a movie on the couch. The end credits start to roll and they turn toward Avery to find her asleep. Y/N sets her plate and Avery’s on the coffee table, gently nudging the girl awake. “Come on, Ave. Let’s get you to bed,” Y/N suggests. She helps the young girl off the couch and leads her upstairs. “I’ll get started on cleaning,” Zach announces to the girls heading upstairs. Y/N waits outside of Avery’s bedroom while she brushes her teeth and gets changed. Avery opens the door to let Y/N in and yells downstairs to Zach, “Can you come check my bed for monsters, please?” They can hear his footsteps as he jogs up the stairs. He enters the room with a grin on his face. Y/N’s heart flutters at how serious he takes his inspection and she giggles when he declares the only monster in the room is currently lying in bed in pyjamas. Y/N and Zach say goodnight to Avery and head to the kitchen to clean up. Zach already got the counters clean, so the only thing they need to do is the dishes. 

The faucet runs as he runs the plate underneath the stream. He turns it off when he holds the plate out for her to dry. The towel in her hand swings and she accidentally whips Zach’s bicep with it. He pauses what he is doing, turning to look at her with furrowed brows. She giggles under his gaze and he grabs the other towel hanging from the oven door. He twists the fabric into a rope, gently tapping her bicep. She jumps back with a vindictive look and reciprocates the action. “Oh, this means war,” he declares, chasing after her with his weapon. The room is filled with laughter as they run around the island, trying to slap each other. Eventually, he catches her in his arms and pulls her back against his chest. One hand raises with the towel. She holds her hands up, “Cease fire. I call a truce. You win.” He places her back onto the floor with a grin. They stare at each other for a few seconds with a dumb look on their faces before going back to the dishes. Once they finish, she heads over to her bags and starts packing her stuff. “I guess I should probably go since Avery is asleep,” she states, swinging her backpack strap over one shoulder. His hand reaches out to stop her, “Don’t go. Why don’t we play Battletoads for a little bit?” 

She thinks about it. Staying longer can’t hurt her. She puts her bag back on the floor with a nod. They both settle on the couch with their own controllers. “Prepared to be demolished because Avery and I play this all the time,” Y/N threatens. Zach chuckles, “Well, you are out of luck because who do you think got Avery into the game?” He glances at her with a smile. 

“No. No. No,” Y/N groans as Zach wins the round again. “Can we watch a movie or something? My hands are getting tired.” Zach’s face is painted with victory, “You are just saying that because you keep losing. But I will agree to watch a movie if it means I can keep my winning streak.” They settle on some random movie, except halfway through, they realize it is not keeping their attention. “So you play soccer?” she thinks out loud, feeling comfortable to rest her head against his shoulder. She can feel his head move. “Yeah, it’s all I’ve ever really had,” he admits. “And you are thinking about being a journalist.” “Yeah, I have a degree in journalism and I’ve applied to a few positions at some news stations, so I’m just waiting for those,” she reveals. 

“That’s really cool. Why journalism?” 

“I’ve always enjoyed writing, but I am terrible at bringing a fictional story to life. Reporting the news felt like a way I could tell other people’s stories and still get to use my writing skills.”

“I think it’s amazing that you want to tell other people’s stories. You are fighting for the underdog.”

“Exactly, how about you? Why soccer?” 

“My parents used to say that I didn’t take my first steps, I took my first run. They said I was chasing after the ball so they got the idea to put me in soccer as soon as they could and I loved it. Learning how to control my body so the ball goes where I want. Working with a te-”

He stops at the sound of the tiny snores emitting from her lips. He isn’t offended that she fell asleep. It’s almost one and he knows taking care of Avery can be a handful. He considers waking her up so she can go home, but he likes the heat her body contact provides. Soon enough, he finds his own eyes begin to droop and his head falls on hers as he falls asleep. 

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The front door closing jerks the two awake. Y/N rubs her eyes to see that Connie and Matt have returned. “Sorry, we are a little later than we said Y/N,” Matt says, pulling out his wallet to get her payment out. Y/N shakes her head, “No problem, I had a little backup tonight.” Confusion flashes across their faces until they notice the groggy Zach on the couch. “Zach, you’re here?” Connie startles, going to give her son a hug. He laughs, “Yeah, I thought I would spend the weekend.” He falls into conversation with his parents whilst she gets her stuff ready to go. “Well, I’m going to go for real this time. Thank you for the money and call me when you need me again,” she advertises, heading toward the door. Zach darts up, “Hold on, let me walk you to your car.” He catches up to her and they make their way outside in silence. She gets into the car, leaving the driver’s side door open to say goodbye to him. “Thank you for walking me out. It was really nice meeting you,” she bids au dieu. He hangs off of the door, “It was nice meeting you too. Can I tell you a secret though?”

She looks up at him with curiosity and motions for him to continue. He leans closer so his mouth ghosts her ear, “I came back home to meet you. Avery always had the best stories about you and I just had to see for myself if you lived up to the hype. I’m glad that you did.” Heat rushes to her cheeks and she searches her bag for her phone. “I’m glad I did too, but I’m not too sure if you live up to yours. So I think I should give you a second chance. Maybe by going out on a date?” she offers, holding her phone out for him to put his number. He takes it and starts typing, “Of course, I wouldn’t want you to spread the news that I’m not hypeworthy, Miss. Journalist. You could seriously damage my reputation.”

“Well, then you better make it one hell of a date.”

“Oh, I’m planning on it.”

He gives her back her phone and she puts it away. “See you later,” she mumbles. He can see the look in her eyes and decode the message behind it. He leans down to give her a peck on the lips. “See you later. Drive safe,” he says before closing the door and waving her off home. He is really glad he came home to meet the babysitter because he has a feeling she is going to be the love of his life. 

Taglist: @winterrrnight @loves0phelia @thelomlisrafecameron @nonbullshit-toleratingkindagirl

[arcaneillusion]

illyrian women being given the opportunity to train while nothing is done to challenge the systems behind their oppression has similar implications to women being given greater opportunities in paid employment while capitalism, racism & patriarchy remain fully intact.

it seems ‘progressive’ on the surface but in reality it:

a) does very little to combat the systemic causes of oppression;

b) merely results in what some sociologists call the dual burden, or women’s triple shift.

essentially, in heterosexual relationships, gender roles have remained largely unchanged, with women continuing to do the vast majority of housework and child-rearing. thus, the move into employment means that women now typically have two jobs (unpaid domestic labour and paid work) to their male partner’s one (paid work). this is the dual burden that many women face under capitalism.

the triple shift is a similar concept; however, it also considers women’s role in carrying out the emotional labour necessary to maintain close bonds within the (nuclear) family unit. this notion instead suggests that women have three jobs (paid employment, unpaid domestic tasks and emotional labour) to their male partner’s one.

there’s a lot of evidence to support both theories, but that’s not the point of this post.

to relate this back to acotar: rhysand giving illyrian women the opportunity to train is about as effective in alleviating their subjugation as access to paid employment was for women.

to be clear, i’m not saying that women shouldn’t be in paid employment (obviously), nor am i suggesting that access to work has done nothing to help improve women’s lives.

perhaps a better way of framing it would be this: did patriarchy collapse when women were granted access to the workplace? did paid employment ‘solve’ gender inequality? it has been decades since women started to transition into paid work, and is misogyny (and a whole other host of issues that stem from patriarchy) any less prevalent?

rhysand granting illyrian women access to training while the roots of their subjugation remain intact simply creates a dual burden. now, instead of just doing the domestic labour, they get to learn to fight so they can go die in wars waged by a ruler that cares very little for their existence beyond their use as cannon-fodder. yay! feminism!

there is obviously room here for a much more in-depth conversation about capitalism, racism and patriarchy & whether such systems are truly any weaker than in previous decades as opposed to having just changed forms/adapted to the modern world. additionally, much more can be said about the subjugation of the illyrians in acotar and rhysand’s role in it, and parallels can be drawn between this and real world contexts. but, for the sake of brevity, i’ll leave that for another time.

my main point here is simply that illyrian women being allowed to train causes further harm and very little progress. they face oppression at the hands of illyrian males, but all illyrians are oppressed by the unequal hierarchy of power that dominates the night court - a hierarchy that rhysand sits at the very top of.

just as in our world patriarchy will continue to function so long as racism and capitalism do too, so will, in the night court, the subjugation of illyrian women continue so long as the unequal distribution of power persists.

rhysand cannot, and will not, fix a problem when said problem is merely a symptom of his power. if illyrian liberation is contingent on the abolition of unequal hierarchies of power, it is therefore contingent on the abolition of rhysand’s position as high lord. freedom for the illyrians is quite literally against his interests.

any solutions he attempts to provide (such as granting access to training) are about as helpful as sticking a plaster on a broken bone.

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Heart, Exposed by an Aphrodisiac 1

This is simply a fan translation and is not intended as a replacement for the game. Expect grammatical errors.

One day in January, as the frost set in and it grew even colder, I visited the university carrying Isaac's bento, Blanc, and some snacks.

The students at the university were starting to pull all-nighters to finish their theses and research projects before graduation, and Isaac, being a professor, was planning to stay for that reason.

Isaac: "Thank you for making all these snacks. And there's quite a lot of them, too."

Mitsuki: "I made some for the students in the lab. If you want, you can all eat together."

The students around us seemed to have heard our conversation as their eyes lit up and they thanked us one after another.

Student 1: "Thank you!"

Student 2: "Yay, snacks!"

Isaac: "You all should move your hands more than your mouths."

I couldn't help but let out a small laugh after hearing Isaac's words directed at the excited students.

Isaac: "Thanks, Mitsuki. I'll eat it later, so be careful on your way back."

Mitsuki: "Okay. Well then, see you later."

As Isaac closed the door to the lab, the door of the neighboring lab opened at that exact moment.

Galileo: "........"

Upon seeing the person emerging from the room, I widened my eyes slightly.

Mitsuki: "----!"

(Galileo...)

The moment I saw his face, my heart made a small thump.

Mitsuki: "Hello. Gal一um, Professor Maury."

(Crap. I almost called him by his real name without considering who might be listening.)

Galileo frowned for a moment but didn’t particularly mention anything further.

Mitsuki: “Are you heading to a lecture now?”

Galileo: “Yes, but why are you here?”

Mitsuki: “Um, I brought some snacks for Professor Ayscough.”

Galileo: “I see. If you’re done, then go home.”

Galileo answered dispassionately and quickly walked away.

(Now that I’m done with my errand, I should head home too.)

As I walked outside the university, his image unexpectedly popped into my head.

(I wonder if Galileo is also staying overnight at the university like Isaac.)

We’ve crossed paths several times before, and not too long ago, we unexpectedly shared a glass of wine on his birthday.

(I think that was the first time I found out about his real name.)

I was so shocked when I learned Galileo used "Alinbert Maury" as his name at the university.

------------Flashback-----------

Galileo: "Due to certain circumstances, I usually go by 'Maury,' but 'Galileo' is my real name."

Galileo: "I feel strange about it myself, but for some reason, on the day we met, I revealed my true name to you, no matter how trivial it may be."

---------Flashback Ends--------

(He shared his real name with me.)

Recalling this, a warm feeling spread through my chest.

(We've gotten to know each other a bit. I hope we can become even closer.)

Although we're not yet close, with every exchange, I find myself wanting to know more about him.

Galileo's presence was gradually growing inside me.

(He must be going through a tough time, just like the students.)

(I'd like to give him something, but...)

I remembered his words from when we celebrated his birthday together.

------------Flashback-----------

Galileo: "Mitsuki."

Galileo: "Stop trying to get involved with me."

---------Flashback Ends--------

Galileo drew a clear line, telling me not to get involved with him.

Still, I didn't give up and ended up going to see him afterwards.

Mitsuki: "It's probably annoying if I keep coming uninvited."

Despite my desire to do something, I couldn't help but be frustrated by the distance between us.

He may give off a cold impression, but he occasionally shows a gentle side, and that's why I find myself wanting to get closer to him.

(I wish I could understand more about what he's thinking.)

A few days later--

Isaac, who has been busy lately, is having a meal at the mansion after a long time.

Isaac: "Having a meal at the mansion is really relaxing."

Mitsuki: "I'm glad. It seemed like you've been going through a lot lately."

Isaac: "Yeah. But you bringing me food and Blanc has been a huge help."

Isaac: "Oh, right."

Isaac spoke up as if he remembered something.

Isaac: "Hey, sorry to ask, but could you increase the number of snacks?"

Mitsuki: "What's going on all of a sudden?"

Isaac: "Your food has been a huge hit among the students.”

Isaac: "When the students in the neighboring lab heard about it, they all got excited and said they wanted to try them, too."

Isaac: "So if you can afford it, could you also make some for them?"

Isaac: "I know it's a bit cheeky of me to ask you this."

(He must be talking about Galileo's lab, right?)

Despite having some concerns, it's heartening to know that he's expecting more.

Mitsuki: "Sure. You’re all working hard, so if I can help even a little, I'd be happy to."

Isaac: "Thank you, Mitsuki."

(I’ll do my best to make the students happy!)

Part 2 ╎ Premium End ╎ Epilogue

[hkpika07]

How do you think Gordon would show affection? Does he express it through physical touch or words?

YAY I GET TO TALK ABOUT HOW EMOTIONALLY REPRESSED GORDON IS AND THE SUBTLETIES OF HOW HE SHOWS LOVE

Okay Gordon is…. Not good at showing affection to say the least. It takes him years to even begin to soften up around his fellow engines and even when he does it’s very rare. But that’s not to say he doesn’t love and appreciate his friends far from it. Though he hides it under a million layers of coded jargon and fake anger/annoyance. (To which I’ve labeled Gordon Jargon) I honestly think if he tried to expression affection through words like a normal person he’d struggle to stutter out half a sentence then explode and crumble into dust.

I even drew a little comic about it. But I’m too lazy to grab the link since I’m answering this on mobile. So to summarize, Gordon will hide his worry/affection.care under a billion different layers that you have to decode. For example he might say to Edward. “You never shunt my coaches right, I’ll do it myself.” Is his was of saying “thanks for helping me up the hill again. I’ll shunt my coaches so you can take a break.” Or he might say “No no, big strong engines like myself don’t need the warm berth. We are perfectly fine without it. I’m far too strong to rely on such frivolities.” Is his way of saying “you take the warm berth, I heard you had a bad run in with the snow earlier, please take the warm berth so you can rest up.” And his most common phrase “You are such a stupid silly little engine what on earth were you thinking!?” Is his way of saying he was worried about you.

Gordon also probably shows a lot of emotion through micro-expressions because of that patented Gresly Emotional Repression™️

Another way of him showing affection is the amount of time it takes for him to apologize to you. His image is very important to him. He despises being wrong or being in the wrong. And will take a bit to apologize since he doesn’t want to admit it. Now he will always apologize since he learns from his mistakes and is a good person at heart but the amount of time it takes for him to apologize depends on the person and the situation. He will apologize to Edward and Henry the fastest, since not only does he realize he’s wrong he also doesn’t want to see them upset.

Gordon is not a physical touch person at all. I would say his love language is acts of service. He’ll do little things like shunt his own coaches, let others take the turntable first, let them go ahead of him for water, coal or go first at the steam works.

In ITAR specifically, he shows affection with his avatar as well. While he doesn’t do hugs or physical touch, the most he’ll do is give you an approving shoulder pat. Though he has made a couple of exceptions. He was pulled into a hug by Edward and Henry a few times (they always initiated the hug), he gave James an affectionate side hug at the end of the great race, he has hugged Spencer after the silver slick had a emotional breakdown, and the only time he ever initiated a hug was when he had his own emotional breakdown in front of Edward. But the most often way he’ll show affection with his avatar (and this is a sign you’ve earned his trust) is by giving you his jacket. If you’re cold, or sad and he cares about you, he will toss his jacket in your face or throw it around your shoulders. He’s probably the most affectionate with his kids. He will leave a small plate of coal and mug of water for his kids as well as give them some hair ruffling.

In ITAR one of the only times Gordon has actively shown great amounts of parental emotion is in Journey Beyond Sodor when James and Thomas get lost on the mainland. He has a panic attack because James is gone. If anything happened to any one of his kids he’d be a wreck. He worries by anxiously pacing back and forth for hours, hand over his mouth not saying a word.

[lefthandedhotch]

hiiiii <333 how are youuu linnnnn🥰🥰🥰💞💞 i hope you're doing very good😚💞 it's almost summer aka hotch at the beach season🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 EEK!!! i have so many cute silly little beach hotch thoughts AHHH!!!!! so here is one of probably many :D

crying and screaming and shaking over single mom reader and hotch againnnnnnnnnn you and aaron have been dating for a couple of months and have introduced jack and your little girl to each other already so everything feels SO!!! RIGHT!!! and good!!! and sweet🥺🥺🥺 the weather is getting warmer and the kiddos are so happy that school is out for the summer because they both love school and learning, but now they have more time to hang out with each other :D you and aaron kick off the summer and all the playdates (and dates you and aaron will have🥰) your kiddos will have with a beach day!!! the kiddos LOVE the beach, you guys set up an umbrella and a blanket close to the shore so jack and your daughter can search for shells and cool rocks and so they can play in the waves that lap at their tiny feet🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🤭🤭🤭 they stand at the wet sand and when the waves come splashing in, they squeal and run back to you and aaron, plopping into your laps with soooooo many giggles as your little girl giggles as she snuggles into aaron "the water is soooo cold on my toessssss🤭🤭🤭" aaron grins at you over her head <333 at some point the kids want aaron to come into the water with them and he's got his swim shorts on but he also has a shirt on which is fineee but when you arrived you hoped you'd be able to Stare at his chest that you love so much🥺🥺 as he's about to get into the water, jack whines "daaaaaddyyyyyy :( i got you that shirt for your birthdayyyyy :( please dont get it wet🥺🥺🥺" you snort when aaron looks over at you for help and you shake your head to signal "you're on your own🤭😚" as you sip from a water bottle hehehehe aaron looks at jack's 🥺 face and knows he is weak against his boy's sweet little face so he takes off his shirt and as he walks back over to you to drop the shirt with the rest of the stuff, he chuckles at the 🥰🤩 looks you send his way hehehehe after so much splashy fun (and lots of sneaky kisses between you and aaron) you guys wrap up the day by watching the sunset with two soggy little babies in your laps, sleepily babbling about how much fun they had and how next time, you guys HAVE to bring stuff to make sandcastles😌😌😌 they fall asleep a bit after that and aaron carefully moves the little bug on his lap off so he can start packing up🥰🥰🥰 you two carry the kids (and the stuff) back to the car and on the way home, aaron notices you shivering and he offers you his sweater and you shrug it on and get soooooo cozy in his sweet car, listening to his 70s/80s rock, two cute little sleeping angels in the backseat WAAAHHHHHHH🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞💞

hehehehe hiiiiiii jess-jess i’m good 🥰 how are youuuu?? 🥰🥰💕☺️ EEEK!!! yay summer and beachy aaron season!!!!!! 🥳🥳 i can’t wait for allllllllll the happy summer hotch thoughts 🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

WEEPS!!!!!! you and your little girl get up a lil early and get all ready to go to aaron’s apartment with all your beach bags to pick up your hotchner boys so you guys can have a whole fun day at the beach!!!! 🥰🥰🥰 the boys aren’t quiteeeeeee ready yet hehe so you help aaron finish up packing a cooler of yummy snacks and drinks while the kiddos run around and giggle about everything they’re gonna do at the beach hehe and when you and aaron finish up in the kitchen, he tugs you into him with a cute playful grin and gives you a sweeeeeet sweet smooch before you guys go collect the excited little bugs and get the car all loaded up to go!!! 🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕

the kiddos are sooooooo happy and giggly the whole time you guys are at the beach, they’re just so excited to be outside and having fun together 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hehehehe at one point (after aaron has taken his shirt off and you’ve gotten to Stare all you want🥳🥰🥹🥵☺️🤭) jackers comes running back up from the water to Plop into your lap for a little break and some juice, and while you giggle and chat with your favorite little boy you can’t help but watch aaron splash around with your giggly squealy girl in the waves 🥰 when a speed boat or something goes speeding by and making Big Waves come up to the shore, your heart gets soooooo fuzzy and fluttery when you see aaron keeping your daughter steady so the big waves don’t topple her over while she stomps around in the water to make little baby girl sized splashes 🥺💕 it just makes you fall deeper and deeper in love with him whenever you see him being so good to and with your little girl 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 hehehehehehe a few hours later, you and aaron carry your soggy sleepy babies back to the car but before he drives you guys back to the apartment, aaron leans over to kiss you sooooo softly and he murmurs “you can borrow some jammies if you want to spend the night” with the cutest little grin that makes you giggle “you’re never getting those jammies back from me, i hope you know” and he laughs because Of Course he knows that hehehe but he doesn’t care!!!! he just wants you to stay :( and he knows that it’ll be easier for your little girl if you guys can just tuck her in for a little nap at his place rather than trying to get her home and in her bed before she wakes up and gets grumpy 🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 and as you guys drive home as a little family, aaron cant stop thinking that he never thought his life could be this Peaceful and Lovely and he’s just so so SO happy to have this little family you and he created 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🥰🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺

[livsoulsecrets]

Tharn&Yai fic - The soul is always you and me

Summary:

Tharn’s point of view as he comes out to Yai at fourteen.

“Yai was one of the few people who had never looked at him with anything but love in their eyes. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if that had changed.“

Read on AO3.

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The Abbot would often tell Tharn he and Yai were kindred spirits.

They did everything together, from swimming in waterfalls when summer came around to piling up on the coach to watch TV alongside his grandma when winter shut them in.

Yai would sit with Tharn when his parents’ death anniversary came around and listen to the stories Tharn shared about them. He would believe Tharn’s visions when they came around and help Tharn prevent them from happening.

They shared Tharn’s bed when Yai slept over at his grandma’s house and threw their arms around each other as they ran around the village.

Tharn didn’t want to risk the comfort of that intimacy or the grounding presence of their friendship. But he also didn’t want to hide things from Yai or keep him in the dark.

There was only one secret left inside him that Yai didn’t know of, and he was determined to change that today.

“Yai?” Tharn called out from where he was draped over the floor of his grandmother’s porch.

It was late into the afternoon, and they should have gone inside hours ago, but his grandmother had let them be, as it was Friday, and Yai would spend the night with them.

“What?” His best friend answered from his spot on the hammock.

At fourteen, Yai was already taller than most boys in their class and stronger than Tharn could ever dream of being.

Some could find that intimidating, but Tharn knew Yai’s heart far too well for that. Yai had better control of his temper than Tharn himself, he was kind and thoughtful, and there was not a single mean bone on his body.

When they were younger, that realization once sent a bitter taste down his throat, jealous as he was about all the ways Yai was better than him.

The discomfort didn’t last long, though. He was too fond of Yai to hold a grudge over something as silly as envy. Also, Tharn quickly realized there was someone who would never consider him lesser: Yai himself.

That’s what made Tharn’s words drag themselves out of his mouth now.

He had been dancing around the truth for months now, ever since he learned it, and Tharn refused to keep it hidden any longer.

“Do you remember when you asked me why I was being weird?” He started. Tharn tapped his fingers against his leg in an attempt to control his nerves.

“You need to be more specific,” Yai answered. “I call you weird a lot.”

Tharn rolled his eyes, but Yai just flashed him his signature grin in response.

“I meant this morning, after I talked to Dao,” he clarified.

Yai sat up, fully facing him now. “Oh, yeah. I remember that.”

“She asked me out,” Tharn said quickly. Yai’s eyes widened in surprise. “And I told her no. I felt really awkward after because she asked me why, and I didn’t know what to say.”

Yai got up from the hammock and laid down by Tharn’s side on the floor.

“You did the right thing. It’s better to be honest, even if it is awkward. You just don’t like her like that.”

Tharn nodded, looking up at the sky as he felt Yai’s gaze on him.

He closed his eyes for a moment and braced himself for what was to come.

“It’s not that simple.” Tharn played with the hem of his shirt, his eyes still closed. “It’s not that I just don’t like Dao.”

“What is it, then?” Yai’s voice was gentle, just a whisper to his right, coaxing him to keep talking.

“I don’t like any girls like that,” he confessed in a quiet murmur. “I’m gay.”

Yai was very silent and still for a moment — the only indication he had heard Tharn at all.

He prepared for the worst.

Yai had never joined the other boys at school in their mocking or belittling of those like Tharn. He had protected him at every turn and been his brother in all the ways possible, but fear still lingered in the back of Tharn’s mind, corrupting it like poison.

It was one thing to show respect for people who lived different lives and were so distant from you.

It was another entirely to be told your best friend was one of them.

Your bother, his treacherous mind supplied, that’s what Yai always calls you.

“Tharn,” Yai asked, “can you look at me, please?”

He really, really didn’t want to. Tharn was scared of what he’d find.

Yai was one of the few people who had never looked at him with anything but love in their eyes. He wouldn’t know what to do with himself if that had changed.

“Tharn, please.”

He forced his head to move. He turned his neck towards Yai and slowly blinked his eyes open.

Tharn was horrified to find his vision blurred with tears.

“Oh, Tharn,” Yai mumbled, catching sight of the tears rolling down his face.

His dark eyes were as warm as ever when he faced Tharn’s gaze.

In a swift motion, Yai opened his arms and pulled Tharn into him. Tharn chocked in surprise but allowed himself to be held.

The taunt cord of tension that had inhabited his body for so long finally snapped within the safety of Yai’s embrace, and Tharn cried like a little kid.

Yai caressed his hair as he sobbed, humming under his breath as Tharn tried to calm down. Relief flooded his veins as the familiarity of Yai’s arms around him washed over his body.

“I got you,” Yai promised, “it’s okay.”

It took some long minutes for Tharn to stop crying, but he finally managed to take some deep breaths and look up at Yai again.

“Sorry,” he began to say as he wiped the tears away, but Yai waved him off.

“Don’t worry about it,” he said. Tharn nodded, still in awe at the ease with which Yai navigated the whole situation.

“Thank you,” Tharn said.

Yai smiled reassuringly at Tharn, as sincere and easygoing as he had always been, and told Tharn, “Come on, what did you think I’d do? Pack my things and leave?”

Tharn couldn’t help the giggle that he let out at that — a weird mix of fondness and relief escaping through the sound. All the awful possibilities that had been going through his mind just a few moments ago seemed absurd now.

He shoved Yai lightly in the arm in lieu of an actual answer. Yai slapped his hand away.

“You’re my brother, Tharn. I just want you to be happy. And you’ll be, okay?”

Yai messed up his hair, and Tharn felt light as a feather for the first time in days.

“Okay,” he agreed, smiling back at him.

Yai laid his head back down, and Tharn did the same. They laid together in silence, shoulder to shoulder, as the sun set on the horizon and Tharn’s world remained miraculously the same.

[jackfrombaskinrobbins]

matt murdock as your legal guardian headcanons :)

type of writing: headcanons / scenario

word count: 1.15k

request: yes / no

dynamic: matt murdock x teen!reader

characters: reader, matt murdock, foggy nelson, karen page

a/n: ik this isn't a request, but it's something i think about a lot!! i had to get it out lol. i was originally gonna use a more aesthetic picture but then i found this & it was too cute not to include lol <3 also requests are still open! just send in an ask :)

taglist: @nutellani (fill out this form if you'd like to be included!)

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first i’m gonna explain how matt murdock actually became your legal guardian.

because i just want to establish that lol

so your parents were involved with wilson fisk.

you had no idea about this of course, since you were very young when they were still involved in his business.

and btw when i say business i mean like his shady dealings

you were kind of left on your own a lot as a kid. you didn’t really mind it, and figured out how to entertain yourself.

however, when you were five years old, you returned home to find a truly awful crime scene.

you would learn much later in life that your parents had decided to report fisk, but before they were able to do so, he had them killed.

the perp was still there, and almost got you. however, a man with a black mask over his eyes was able to stop him for a second, yelling at you to run.

so you did. 

you ended up at an orphanage, but one day, a blind man came in looking to adopt.

you felt an immediate connection, and he adopted you when you were six. 

you’ve been inseparable ever since!!!

he told you all about your parents when you were older btw

anyways so now onto the fun stuff!!

one perk of living with matt is that your room is bomb.

bc his apartment is lowkey the coolest

if you like to visualise like i do, i imagine that your room is like next to the closet where he keeps the daredevil stuff

RANDOM LITTLE DETAIL LOL

anyways it’s super cosy

and you also can basically see in the dark because even though it doesn’t matter if the lights are on, matt tells you to keep them off because then the electric bill will stay low 

you called him a cheapskate but he said that was rude :(

you still did it though #rebel 🥶🥶🥶

you guys bully each other all the time

it’s the way you bond :)

you go to the nelson & murdock offices after school or during the summers.

you have your own little desk there!

one time you said it was too distracting and so foggy bought a privacy folder for you LMAO

needless to say it didn’t help at all

most of the clients are really nice and they’ll ask you about school and life and stuff

you kind of put them at ease

you tried to talk to matt about him being kind of intimidating but he didn’t want to hear it.

and then foggy kept asking why you didn’t think HE was intimidating.

“i mean come on y/n! have you SEEN this face? matt has a little baby face compared to mine!!”

you laughed so hard omg

matt calls you if he needs anything or if you need to tell him something, but you mostly just text foggy to keep them both updated

in my mind, foggy texts like five texts for one sentence

he uses every emoji twice

and every time he uses an abbreviation he always capitalizes it and puts the real meaning in parentheses next to it

here is an example

“hi y/n. hope your day is going well 😃😃 matt and i just won our case 😎😎 so we are going to go to josie’s tonight to celebrate!!!!!!! yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥳🥳 let me know if you need anything from the store 🏬🏬 ok TTYL (TALK TO YOU LATER) OMG (OH MY GOSH) matt just fell LOL (LAUGH OUT LOUD) 😱😱 gotta go ☹️☹️”

he’s so silly i love him

also matt collects records and cds.

he used to go with you to buy them and let you choose whatever you thought looked good

which is why you have everything from no doubt to frank sinatra to obscure french music

you always have music on at the apartment

like all the time

which brings me to my next point

matt never wanted you to have to see him as daredevil

but it wasn’t like the topic could be avoided.

so when he comes home with awful wounds and stuff, you help clean him up, just like he used to do for his father

and you’re damn good at it too. you have a very steady hand and no squeamish attitude at all. 

but similar to how the scotch used to help matt steady himself when he helped his father, music helps you steady yourself.

you’ll listen to soft & acoustic songs, and it helps ease you AND him.

usually you don’t talk about the things he does. but if he mentions something, you will

but usually it goes without any mention

in my mind, you and matt have a tradition of listening to baseball games on the radio together

you don’t really have a team you alaays root for, it changes year to year

but the two of you get really invested.

like you left the office early every time there’s a game so you can listen together.

or one time he and foggy were prepping a case and there was a game on so he wasn’t even focused HAH

i also think that even though josie’s is a bar, you’re allowed in

not only that, josie will let you behind the bar to make yourself a drink.

ok not like an alcoholic one but still

you have this one mixture of cranberry juice and ginger ale with a lime that you call the “y/n special” and foggy tried it and spit it out :(

josie and some of the regulars almost kicked him out LMAO it was so funny

ok also i have this very clear vision of something foggy does

so to preface this

it’s a rainy day

or just a generally gloomy day

and you and matt are home.

karen is over too.

maybe you’re reading a book and matt and karen are prepping a case or something

and then the door suddenly bursts open

matt isn’t surprised because he heard it coming obvi 

but it caught you off guard

you look over to the kitchen, where the perpetrator is completely covered by the GIGANTIC grocery bags he’s holding.

“oh no.” 

you say, and matt shakes his head. karen is already laughing

foggy drops the bags and exhales, a huge grin overtaking his face.

“WHO’S READY FOR FOGGY’S FAMOUS CHICKEN SOUP????!!!”

“we are” you and karen and matt say in unison, trying to hold back laughter

basically every time the littlest bit of winter rolls around, foggy will bring every ingredient known to man over to your and matt’s apartment and make chicken soup

you make fun of this tradition but it’s been going on since foggy and matt were in law school

and the soup is actually so good

you four always eat it together and it makes you so happy

your family, all together at one table :)

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[toreii]

Lost in the Book with Stitch part 24

Uninhabited Island - Cottage

Lilia: “Mmhm. There’s good weather today, too.”

Lilia: “Thanks to the cottage, I slept more comfortably than yesterday.”

Jack: “Although it was comfortable, mosquitoes came in from the part where the wall was broken.”

Lilia: “It was a lot fewer than yesterday, right? Endure!”

Grim: “I got stung in the back again. Why are they always stinging where you can't reach!”

Riddle: “I woke up with the morning sun coming in from the place where the wall was missing…”

Floyd: “I'm glad I was able to wake you up.”

Azul: “You’re pretty irresponsible.”

Ace: “I've finished eating the fruit left over from yesterday...what are we doing today?”

Ace: “We don’t have enough food and water to last us until the night.”

Riddle: “That’s right. It would be best to go collect some food again. We also have to repair the cottage.”

Riddle: “In any case, it shouldn’t take very long unlike yesterday. Shall we meet up at noon?”

Floyd: “Then. Today, we’ll divide into groups like yesterday.”

Floyd: “How are we doing this? I don’t care if it’s by lottery again…”

Lilia: “Floyd! Will you team up with me?”

Floyd: “With Flapjack octopus?”

Lilia: “Yeah. I was moved by the preparations and music of yesterday's bonfire. If I’m with you, something fun might going to happen.”

Floyd: “Hmm, I’m fine with that. Let’s traverse the island together.”

Lilia: “Yay! Let’s go with Stitch, too!”

Stitch: “Good!”

Lilia: “Yeah, that’s the spirit! The three of us together are invincible!”

Everyone: “WAIT A MINUTE!!!”

Lilia/Floyd: “Hm?”

Stitch: ?

Azul: “I’m not particular about the groups, but Floyd and Lilia cannot be together.”

Floyd: “Why?”

Lilia: “Are you jealous that we are good friends? Don't worry, I belong to everyone.”

Ace: “No, it’s because we don’t know what will happen when you two get together…”

Riddle: “Correct. The dangerous Floyd and the free-spirited Lilia-senpai, I do not know what will happen if they’re on the same team.”

Riddle: “And, if Stitch were to also join you…this island may as well sink.”

Floyd: “Even if you expect it, sinking an island may be difficult.”

Riddle: “NO ONE IS EXPECTING IT!!”

Jack: “I don’t mind being alone, but if we’re splitting up into two…”

Jack: “Shouldn’t Azul…senpai and Floyd…senpai become the food gathering team?”

Jack: “The Octavinelle guys who run ‘Mostro Lounge’ should be familiar with eating and drinking…”

Floyd: “I’m fine with that. What do you say, Azul?”

Azul: “I also have no objections. It’s definitely better than yesterday…”

Azul: “Floyd, let’s do this as usual.”

Floyd: “Now then…”

Floyd: “Crabby-chan. It looks like the different pairings from yesterday won’t be bored.”

Ace: “You mean me? Surely, you can collect food with just you two from Octavinelle…but…hmm…”

Floyd: “It’s a big decision.”

Ace: “You’re worried about it right now!?”

Ace: “Well, I’m not one to complain, either. Glad to work with ya.”

Lilia: “So, I’m with Riddle and Jack. I’m pleased to work with you.”

Riddle: “Yes. I look forward to Lilia-senpai’s abundant knowledge.”

Jack: “If we apply yesterday’s experience, we should work a lot better. I’ll do my best.”

Lilia: “You two are serious. That’s fine, too……kufufu.”

Lilia: “Aaaahh~~ I still wanted to work with Floyd! It looks more interesting than this team.”

Jack/Riddle: “What?!”

Riddle: “Floyd is better than me? No way! No matter what, I won’t lose to him!”

Jack: “Right, I can’t lose to him, either. I’m more interesting!”

Lilia: “Interesting? For example?”

Jack: “For instance…uuhhh…..umm…I-I can make silly faces……?”

Riddle: “I can……I know the perfect joke for a tea party! I learned it in an etiquette book.”

Grim: “Both of those are so boring.”

Lilia: “Pfft…hahaha…! It’s already interesting. This is the best team that deserves to be teased!”

Grim: “Well, what about us? Which team, Ace or Jack…?”

Grim: “Hm? Stitch, will you come along with us?”

Grim: “Are you attracted to my charisma? Nyahaha.”

Grim: “I don’t want ya to rely on me to much. We’ll take care of ya. Right, Yuu?”

Yuu:

“Pleased to work with Grim and Stitch.”

“Let’s do our best, Grim and Stitch.”

Stitch: *Climbs on Yuu*

Ace: “As expected of the headmaster’s official beast tamer. Not just Grim, but Stitch, too?”

Riddle: “So, Yuu and Grim will go with Stitch to see how the spaceship looks.”

Floyd: “If we can fix the spaceship with the materials we have now, let me know right away. Completing the spaceship comes first.”

Lilia: “Okay. Let’s do our best again today!”

Everyone: “Yeah!”

[kaz-identified]

houseofmcallister presents

Almost (Sweet Music)

Pairing: Crow x Young Wolf , slight/implied Uldren Sov x Young Wolf

Category: One-Shot

Genre: Angst, Hurt/Comfort

Rating: 13+

Warnings: No major warnings apply

Word Count: 926

Summary: I’m almost me again, he’s almost you…

name faolan and she/her pronouns used for young wolf, in accordance with old mcallister fics.

author's note: this fic hinges on my deeply held belief that the young wolf and uldren were friends. also hozier inspired so like yay pain.

I laugh like me again, she laughs like you.

Crow is quiet when she approaches. Her eyes are concerned. It's rare to see Faolan without her helmet. It's even rarer to see her look this... disheveled. Her eyes, normally so bright and full of light, eyes like a stormy sky, are downcast, dark. The only light in her eyes was the Void twinning around her pupil, granting her a second sight, Truesight, she calls it.

She falls down on the bench beside him. Her hair is a mess, dirt and gunsmoke smudge her face.The white X across her face, her beloved warpaint, has been rubbed off in places. She's really out of it. The Nightmares took a real toll on her, huh? Maybe now isn't the time to do this... maybe another ti-

"The nightmare- he's wrong, by the way. I don't blame you for what he did."

OK, so they're doing this now.

"I- didn't think he was right..." Crow says quietly. "Don't lie to me, birdbrain," she looks up at him. God, she looks so tired. There's a triumphant glint in her eyes but she looks exhausted. "You're bad at it. Uldren was too," she chuckles. He flinches the smallest bit, but stops himself from making any visible reaction. Uldren was her friend, she's speaking of him fondly right now... he doesn't want to interrupt that. Some other perspective of who he was, a perspective that isn't how he was a murderer.

"He was?" Crow questions, his tone the kind you use for a scared animal, trying not to scare off this chance for information. Faolan swipes at the bridge of her nose, wiping away some gunpowder. "Oh yeah. Big time. He could keep secrets so well but that pride of his made it so he couldn't lie well. You could always tell, he'd grit his teeth a little bit." She smiles at the memory. Crow smiles at her smiling. "What was I- he... like? Outside of... you know." Faolan sighs. "You don't wanna know about that, Crow. You have the memories. You know what he was like." Crow shakes his head. "I don't want to know how he perceived himself I... I wanna know what he was actually like." Faolan lets out another sigh, a deeper one, and looks up at him. "He was a bastard. There's no two ways around it. Uldren Sov was, pardon my language, he was a cunt. He was a smug motherfucker that thought he knew best and everyone else was a little stupid. He was kinda right about that... as far as it went with me."

"You? Stupid?" He asks, laughing a bit.

"I was a New Light! Greener then you. Real wet behind the ears. Uldren liked to make fun of me for that, but I learned a lot from him. When he wasn't being a piece of shit he was-" she cuts herself off, looking down.

"He was..?" Crow prompts. "He was my friend," Faolan says, quietly, almost... almost reverent. "I trusted him. I looked up to him a bit, I won't lie to you," she says with a half-laugh. Crow looks at her in shock. He had thought she would have hated him. "Hunting him was... the hardest thing I've ever had to do." She finally meets his gaze. She looks like she's on the brink of tears. "Losing Cayde was the worst day of my life. But having to kill my friend? I don't think I'll ever do anything worse than that..." she barely even whispers it.

Crow resists the urge to wipe her tears from her face, it hurts him to see her like this. She should never cry, it's like seeing the sun be blotted out, its horrifying. She should always be smiling and joyful, always be able to be grinning and cracking jokes. He hopes he never sees this again, hopes she never feels anything that makes her cry again, she deserves to be joyful forever.

"I don't... I don't blame him for what happened," she says, finally looking up, wiping away at her own tears. "He wasn't himself, Riven got her claws in him. My Uldren would've said something other than bullshit when I shot him," she says with a choked laughing sob. Crow feels his heart stop for a second. 'My Uldren'... he knows she means nothing by it, nothing besides to say the man she knew but... some part of him, some part of him that holds Uldren's memories feels something intense when she says that.

She looks down at her hands. "You remind me of him, how he was when we were in the field. When he wasn't being a jackass." She looks up at him and smiles so softly. "You aren't the same person, not at all but... you have his face and you have the heart he tried to pretend he didn't have. That means something." She rests her head against the wall, smiling at the ceiling. "It's nice to know that... you're not him but, the best parts of him are still here, in you. The parts I-" she cuts herself off, yawning. "The parts you...?" Crow asks. "The parts of him I respected." She answers. She smiles at him. "You're like... what he could've been." Crow smiles back. "You think so?" She rests her head against the wall again. "I know so. And I think you do too. Now can we be quiet for a bit? I am... so tired." "Of course, of course," he says, hushing himself. "Sleep well, Old Light." "Shut up, Birdbrain," she mumbles, but she's smiling.

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[desiredcaramellatte]

hi! can I get some parent longan dragon cookie with child reader hcs? thanks

Cries and sobs ilysm thank you for this request

I want Longan to be my parent ngl. Longan and Captain Ice can be my parents iwndeubdj

I’m kinda doing an adopted child that’s a cookie because that fits with Longan and idk adoption yay

When I was writing this my mind was like- can dragons in cookie run even have biological children? Because we have the main 5, but you would think there’d be more if they physically could reproduce, since they’re immortal. Or maybe there is more and we haven’t met them yet, or they can reproduce but just don’t feel any type of need to. Why am I thinking so hard about this it’s a literal game oh well.

Also I now have a hundred followers :0! That’s awesome dudes, thank you to everyone who has followed me jandiwjfi. I’m working on an event for the hundred followers soon, but I’m going to work on a few requests beforehand!

Parental Longan Dragon x reader

~| Longan Dragon is not loving. Not in the slightest, we all know this. They are absolutely horrible with emotions, and tend to hide the ones they do have behind their death glare.

~| Longan had seen plenty of children from a far before, being immortal and probably alive since the dawn of creation, but never had they interacted with one up close. They had never really had the need to have their own child, they thought children to be nuisances and didn’t need to reproduce.

~| So when a small cookie came into their possession, most likely through wandering in their palace or an offering, they didn’t really know what to do with it. ‘It’ was all Longan thought of you as, at first. Not even a living being, just something that moved and liked to nibble on things.

~| Longan would soon accept the fact they now had a child running around their palace. They thought it would be amusing enough to entertain them for a decade or so.

~| They aren’t familiar with parenting at all, and when they figured out they actually had to take care of you to keep you alive (icky, dragons don’t need to be taken care of) they were confused on how to do so. So they passed you off to a very flustered Snake Fruit for a day or so and just sat in their room, sending their eyes to spy on actual parents, where the all-knowing dragon actually learned something knew- how to parent.

~| They still suck ass at parenting. Even though they spy on others on a regular basis to learn what they need to do to keep you alive, they aren’t experienced in it nor good at showing emotions.

~| Longan Dragon did find themself growing very attached to you- your movements intrigued them from a young age, and they always wondered (after they established you actually had a brain) if you even knew what you were doing.

~| They have Snake Fruit help them deal with you on a regular basis, sometimes they just have the snake babysit you for an hour or two, to give themself some peace for a bit. Snake Fruit isn’t good at parenting either, but they’re better than Longan, so at least that’s something.

~| It’s easier for Longan to blow up the entire universe than to be a good parent, but they try their best. They manage to feed you at least two meals a day and shove a water bottle in your face every day.

~| Longan isn’t into any type of touch affection at first, but they will warm up to you after a while. They aren’t comfortable with big touching, like hugs, and will push you away, but small things are alright with them. They like to hold your hand or have you on their knee. Occasionally they’ll let you ride on their shoulders in cookie form, or on their back in dragon form. You always have their horn-stair rail things to grab onto if you end up falling lol.

~| Longan is typically very relaxed with you when they’re the only one in your company (they’re good with Snake Fruit as well), but they get very protective over you if you’re around others. Longan switches up their demeanor very quickly when someone other than you or Snake Fruit comes around, they’re a lot stricter with you and speak much more eloquently, but when they’re gone, the dragon will grant you freedom.

~| Longan will spend quality time with you, mostly just them watching you while you do things, but they’re there, at least. They enjoy it when they’re ready a book to you and you fall asleep beside them or in their lap. They find it oddly endearing, and your silence in sleep is quite adorable to them.

~| They will always read you books if you ask them, but they won’t read child books at all. They will actually read you high level college material, but they will read you some fiction books if you ask- as long as they get to pick the books. Their favorite fiction books to read are about dragons, though they tend to not like the endings, where the dragon typically either fails or straight up gets murdered by the knight. They have rewritten multiple books to where the dragon wins in the end just because they can.

~| Longan is not very good at comforting. If you ever have a bad dream or just need to cry and you go to them, they’ll just be like “oh.” and pat your head. The only time they’ll allow you to hug them is when you’re crying, and they will drape their arm over your back in return. They have had multiple nightmares themself, most of them about you going missing or them watching you die (which will probably happen eventually, if you aren’t immortal and they don’t have some ability to make you immortal or something). You can usually tell the day after they have a nightmare, as they stick around you for a few weeks and are much more protective of you than usual.

~| They’re the type of parent that will, when you do something wrong, say “I’m not angry, just disappointed.” and I will not be convinced otherwise.

~| Longan gives you a lot of big white clothing that tends to match their aesthetic. They like when you’re matching with them, as it shows anyone who may see you who your parent is.

~| Longan doesn’t care what you call them. You could call them Mama, Papa, Baba, or just Longan, they’ll respond to anything. Some of their favorites, though, are Lolo (short and double for Longan) and Iv/Ivy (short for Ivory).

~| Longan will actually do public things with you! They may not allow you to touch them, but they will go shopping, to the theatre, have a restaurant meal, etc with you. They won’t do these things too often, but they will do something with you every few weeks or so.

~| A lot of cookies are surprised when finding out who your parent is, and some may not associate with you anymore because of either fear or hatred. Either way, Longan is peaceful towards anyone who you have declared your friend, and you always have them and Snake Fruit around.

[vanillaheartzxx]

OKAY HI YAY THE PROMISED POST OF MY THOUGHTS AND OPINIONS!!

(very very long post! i tried to section everything incase there is only certain things you care about hearing my opinion on.♡︎) and i did put the name of the video(s) i was mainly talking about at the top, but i’m talking about other videos as well, so please be aware of that! and apologies for any grammar mistakes, i tried to read through it, but i like to have inspiration af late hours of the night where i can barely type 🙂 (i also won’t be talking about project meridian just because i haven’t even caught up to the most recent video, nor vega because i don’t feel like rewatching atm!)

⚠️SPOILERS TO LIKE EVERYTHING⚠️

index…?

1. hush

2. avior

3. brachium

4. solaire clan

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1. HUSH⇩

•You Save A Mysterious Stranger’s Life

•There’s A Stranger In Your Apartment

•Getting To Know Your Mysterious Stranger

okay i absolutely adore the voice erik has been using for hush like it’s super like ‘plain’(?) but it’s like perfect for his character. it’s not crazy deep, high, monotone or anything like that. (it’s sweet!)

when his first video came out i wrote some things about it, and here’s what i said (with a couple of edits LOL)

(intial thoughts!)

hush is very, VERY intriguing. but most importantly,

WE’RE EMPOWERED!!!!!!!!

YESSSSS AT FIRST I WAS SCARED WE WERE HUMAN

WE ARE A FUCKING HEALER YESSSS

IM SO SO HAPPY

HE CALLS US DOC YES PLEASEE

(i was feral??)

anyways my hush first episode deep analysis 🤗 (bullshit)

now for hush, i feel like we’ll guess everything under the sun, from that he’s a sovereign, he’s a shade, he’s a demon shade hybrid whatever, and then come to find out he’s actually david’s left asshole hair but i do have some small theories of my own

i feel like he is genuinely a part of the meridian. like a chunk of it. i don’t know what he looks like, (probably a human like body, obviously, or the listener wouldn’t have tried to help). the only reason i say this is because when he was giving the ‘complicated’ answer of what he was, i couldn’t even begin to tell you what the fuck the visuals might have been. (if there were any) i don’t know what the meridian looks like, but maybe that’s what it sounds like? also he has no core.

i would like to mention when the video might have taken place. we have no clue is what i wanted to point out. this could be before the inversion, the day after, the next decade after, the decade before, hundreds of years before, etc. it has become a bit troublesome in that department as erik likes to drop random time and date drops in his story push videos. (ex; avior and elliot, which is very convient i might add)

i’m scared of hush’s intentions like he tied us up after we saved him and i hate when i like evil kind of guys 😭

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i didn’t finish writing everything i was thinking, but with the most recent videos this is what i have to add on.

hush literally told us straight up ‘i can understand why they think (the articulates, chorus) they have to (send articulates to kill him). oh that’s easy. because they think i’m going to free their god from the prison they’re in. well they think that because that’s *exactly what i’m going to do.*’

UHM OKAY?? huge bomb dropped on us. BUT that solidified to me he was a chunk of meridian. no core, not exactly human, not a demon. (okay thats probably wrong but what the fuck else 😭)

and besides that all i have else to say is for the timing thing, i still have no idea, i want to think it’s after inversion but i’m not sure. (if you have any theories on the timing please let me know what you think!)

but besides all that i think he’s sweet and its cute he’s trying to learn stuff for doc especially cooking 😭💓

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2.AVIOR⇩

•Facing a Disaster With Your Demon Lover

there was definitely a lot happening in one episode. (also i watched it when it was released so my memory of every detail is bit iffy, spare me 🙏) it was like heartbreak all over again, hearing lasko stressed out and all the people screaming and yelling definitely wasn’t pleasant, but it was interesting seeing what else happened on the outside besides what we already know.

also, the inversion has been almost two years ago now. so i really wonder how starlight and avior are doing in present time. i would say ‘hopefully peaceful’ but present time isn’t even peaceful 🙃

honestly its been a while since i’ve watched all avior lore, and i think when the next lore(?) video of him comes out i’ll theorize a bit more, this post is definitely long but i don’t want it to be too extensive. (bullshit)

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3.BRACHIUM⇩

•What Lies Below

WHY DID HE AGREE WITHOUT KNOWING 😭

my heart broke when he agreed to that ‘deal’ just to find out why blake’s lover would die and HE DIDNT KNOW WHAT HE WAS AGREEING TO. AND THEN TO FIND PUT HE HAS TO HELP THEM?? WHY

now he has to do whatever they say to help?? why 😭

and why do the sovereigns need to use blake and bestie(?) i only ask because is hush not going to free them? well to be fair we have no idea when this thing with hush is even taking place, or when bestie is set to die, or what blake is even going to do when he ‘breaks’ to free them.

and what if his will is strong enough and he doesn’t break? or his listener doesn’t die? 🤗 (wishful thinking guys!)

but actually going back to the audio whoever brachium was talking to DID say,

‘He is a tool. One that has to be broken so that it can be refashioned to a new purpose.’

KEY WORD: REFASHIONED. maybe hush is a chunk of meridian, but with blake’s body..? but he has not core. OKAY IDFK BUT he must be related to hush somehow i just don’t know how. i’ll think on it more. but blake is only a seer so i really don’t know what he could do with his current power, but who knows really.

also the entity (that’s just what i’m calling him idk) brachium was talking to said (in response to: ‘Accept a deal that I have no details of?’) ‘You’ve done it before. The blind choice to become a deathwalker.’ that has me so very curious on what the process of becoming a death walker was like. (okay it probably was explained sort of somewhere, but i don’t remember.) the entity also said ‘You say it was in service of lives.’ whose lives? i have no idea! wow great! 😀

but actually i have no ideas so hopefully everything will be explained eventually 😭

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4. VINCENT, PORTER, MONARCHAL SUMMIT⇩

•Supporting Your Vampire Prince Lover

•Drawn In By An Alluring Vampire

•The Vampire Boys Have It Out

•The Monarchal Summit

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A LOT A STUFF HAPPENED REGARDING THE SOLAIRES

i’ll start with first vincent’s video regarding the summit. WILL IS ACTING FISHY AS FUCK?? he’s hosting the monarchal summit, but he’s just NOT GOING TO BE THERE?? and is leaving everything to vincent?!? how does that even equate?? and then his fishy attitude towards ALEXIS?? that just seems sketch. (i want to get into william more, but talk about porter rq, ig.)

porter solaire. HES BRITISH.(🎊🎉) he’s quite charming, (when he wants to be,) but i can see where vincent and porter’s disagreement came from, but it was semi-resolved (they still have a bit of conflict) so i’m not going to go into and i’m just gonna dissect the summit!

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okay the beginning made me so freaking happy to see the boys hanging out with each other!! and especially the friendly banter 😭💓

AND VINCENT GIVING LOVELY A CROWN MY HEART AUGH 💗🥲

and idk if michaela (william’s secretary!) with have anything to do with the story but it’s cool when characters have names even if you don’t know them 👍

anyways into the more not so heartwarming parts, alexis solaire.! SHE HAS THE PERFECT PERSON TO VOICE HER. that is EXACTLY how i’d imagined she’d sound. and honestly how’d she act as well. i didn’t think she’d be nice to darlin, but i was definitely thinking more of a nasty glare, growl, show of teeth or something and not full on banter, and insults, but i guess that’s just how she acts.

WHERE IS WILLIAM SOLAIRE?? WHERE. like there is no way he just was like, ‘yes vincent, take of the entire planning of the summit, that i’m supposed to be hosting. 😊 and also, i’m not even going to tell you why! and the day of i’m not even going to talk to you! let alone on the phone! 🥰’ LIKE?? AND THEN SOMEONE DIES?? (we’ll get to that.) SERIOUSLY?!

and then ‘House of Baz(?) (truly not sure how it’s spelled) starts saying ‘Make sure Quinn burns.’ ‘It’s not only your pack who wants him dead.’ ‘Quinn has friends and you can’t count on William to keep them at bay.’ (not quotes btw just a summary!) EXCUSE ME??? 😭 WHAT DO YOU MEAN?? DROPPING BOMBSHELLS AND WILLIAM ISNT EVEN THERE TO SAY ANYTHING. AND NOT ONLY BUT HE HIS DISSING ALL OF THEM 💀 ‘Even the golden prince Vincent has spent most of his afterlife as a covert risking menace to the region.’ AND THATS A DIRECT QUOTE. HE IS FLAMING THEM 😭 and with each sentence i swear he is backhandedly insults William and he can’t even be there to defend his name LMAO

but, it does say a lot about him. (i guess if this guy is a semi-reliable source.) ‘William is a horrible judge of character.’ ‘He can throw a fabulous party but can’t surround himself with the right people.’ ’He shields and excuses Alexis and her misgivings.’ ’He apparently delights in trusting the wrong ones.’ HE IS VIOLATING HIM. VIOLATING. this is not me saying all that is not potentially true, but damn 😭 i mean he’s 500+, give him a break? but then again WHERE IS HE??? (lowkey concerned for his safety)

a small little thing with alexis and porter, then the main event.

alexis and sam still must have a small little understanding since she decided to leave darlin alone (as she said at least) but alexis full on said that darlin was dog and he didn’t say anything 😭 i mean i guess he wasn’t trying to argue further but i just took notice.

i was trying to theorize where porters info came from, and all i can think of is a seer. (boring way out ik) now if it was a seer he talked to before the event, (which is why he came back in the first place, possibly, maybe.) he knew they were going to have that conversation, and so he told sweetheart to spy, but then im not sure if he knew that death was going to to happen, but im not sure. or maybe he heard rumors, or overheard them saying they may had that conversation which makes more sense, but hopefully more will be revealed.

WHAT WERE THEY TALKING ABOUT??!

‘If we had waited for you to make decisions two years ago “King” then the entire Inversion would have been for nothings” EXCUSE ME??! okay, okay, i kinda don’t believe this. maybe they had some connection to it. and yes i skipped some so let’s talk about them funding closeknit.

okay so they are funding closeknit because they want to people to join, but the amount of people joining and staying are plummeting because the inversion was two years ago. i have a sneaking suspicion that the reason they were like ‘the inversion was for nothing’ was because closeknit had convinced them somehow that they were the cause, and it would draw people in, and then they’d(house of bennett) would have power. there isn’t a lot of context, but definitely eye openers.

the only thing we have right now to go on is that the sovereigns caused the inversion, (releasing the dead ig? idfk too much shit to keep track of) and i don’t know if they have the power, (or closeknit even) to cause the inversion.

also regarding the timing thing i said about hush earlier, i do believe his whole shabang is in present time because nothing is happening. everything inversion related, sovereigns related, whatever is happening is IN THE PAST. which means in present time blake’s listener could already be dead AND he could have already have ‘broke’ and has something to do with hush (possibly) to help free them.

i was trying to think if closeknit didn’t actually cause the inversion (what i think) but tried to convince the house of bennet to fund them, (if they weren’t already,) it would be showing them the shade. idk bro im grasping onto loose strings here 😭 but PLEASE let me know your theories (that might be the case that blake ‘broke’ in maybe 2022 and he was being kept for a while like the articulate who came to doc’s apartment said.)

(back to the summit♡︎)

DEATH OR MURDER??

okay so the obvious suspect is sweetheart right? king of bennett and prince(?) of bennett having a VERY interesting and PRIVATE conversation, sweetheart goes in to spy on said conversation, those two hear a sound, it wasn’t just a mouse, and then the king of bennett is dead. i think it’s easiest to assume murder. and what could have naturally killed him…? nothing. to my knowledge. 😊

MURDER ( only viable option..?)

first i want to quickly talk about porter and vincent’s interaction before i talk about how the king may have died. porter tried to start a fight with vincent which i assume was for one of two reasons. one, to make a distraction so people would pay attention to them and sweetheart had a chance to leave, OR because he had something to do with the murder and maybe a distraction was apart of the plan. i think the latter.

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i don’t think alexis is the killer. ‘but she knew he was dead before anyone!’ what motive did she have? none that i know of, and neither did porter(well maybe he knew that conversation was happening could be one but whatever.)

BUT i guess sweetheart may have had a tiny ass motive as they might have been angry at what they heard, (after all milo went through) BUT i don’t think they would do that. and even if they got caught they would have to murder both of them for them not to get in trouble. now my tiny theory is that sweetheart DID get caught spying and maybe the prince thought the king sent someone to assassinate him and then yk but whatever (far fetched 😔) IDFK we don’t even know the cause of death. 😭 Alexis just said he’s dead, not ‘the king of Bennett was killed’ or some shit so we don’t even know. and as a vampire, how many causes of death could he really have? does garlic and wooden stakes apply?? can he get murdered in regular human fashion?? WAS HE EVEN MURDERED??

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as you can tell this post has many questions and zero fucking answers. like could he have been poisoned?? what can vampires be killed by in the redacted universe?? i’m guessing the number one suspect is the person who was in the room with him ‘alone’, but i feel that’s too obvious. and i mean we don’t know the exact time jump from when the king was killed, from when porter was trying to instigate a reaction from vincent, from when alexis found the body, when sweetheart went to spy, etc. we don’t even know exactly where the body was found. 😭 so i’m not going to settle on any one person being ‘the killer’ for now until another video is released but i have a feeling it won’t be like an exact continuation of the summit and maybe like an aftermath type video. idk but we’ll wait and see i guess.

Random(er) Thoughts + Conclusion

HE POSTED AN OLLIE VIDEO?? THAT MEANS WE’RE FUCKED‼️

(calm before the storm, great!) 💔

also credits to kilarthmac in the youtube comments!! i don’t know if you have a tumblr but your comments helped with this post immensely, (and many others,) thank you! 💓

im also interested in when the wedding might be!! i know the timing is usually around a year of engagement before marriage so maybe in early spring 2024!! just a thought! (super exciting)

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anyways i hope maybe my thoughts and opinions could help you with any of your theories or anything, maybe expand them or something idk. if you read the entire thing thank you for doing so! i hope it was somewhat enjoyable 👍 (and my apologies for it being so long ♡︎) i’m excited to see what comes next with everything, erik is very talented with his writing and acting so we’ll see what’s to come. if you have any comments about anything i said (adding on, reasons why things may or may not be true) PLEASE SHARE THEM WITH ME!! i would truly love to hear them! thank you!!

BYE BYE!! ♡︎

[smallearthboundfindings]

"now ask about ness for an equally long essay" formally requesting the essay ^__^ unless other people got the same idea to ask about him and in which case go with any other main character you feel like doing (although the more obscure ones have been fun to read/think about)!

Woo, Ness the Bess, let's go!! (Nope, no other Ness requests yet!)

Unfortunately, now I am faced with a new problem: I have TOO much material to work with! (Ness's section alone on my headcanons doc is 5 pages, 12px Times New Roman, Double Spaced.)

But you know what? I’ll just pick the one I can elaborate on the most. It also goes into a larger theory of mine, so here goes: this one's about Ness's homesickness status effects, a few other things, and the implications this has on how PSI works as a whole.

Here's the original snippet from my doc:

"Explaining his homesickness status, [Ness] has a tendency to become overwhelmed under stress, which can either weaken, disable, or throw his powers completely out of his control to spark out randomly by his emotional state. Remembering home is just the most common manifestation of what his brain will try to calm him down with but, ironically, this tends to just make the problem worse due to his sentimentality."

I’ll elaborate upon this because I think it has more to be said.

PSI is clearly heavily linked to its user’s emotions. For one, the magic butterfly that restores it is stated to “make Ness and his friends relax”. This implies that a calm mind is required to use psychic moves. Not only that, but there is also the “Can’t Concentrate” status condition, which, guess what? Disables psychic moves. These combined with the fact that things like homesickness can cause missed attacks show that, yes, emotional state absolutely has an effect on the moves. If you are not stable enough, they simply will not work.

Look at Giygas (corrupted form), for example, who clearly is not controlling any of those moves you cannot comprehend the true form of. They seem almost random and for his clear chaotic state of disarray, it makes sense that the attacks become just as random.

So emotional disarray can either disable your powers, make you use them less efficiently, or throw them at random it seems.

Now, most of the time, Ness is a pretty jolly kid, but you know he is absolutely emotionally driven by his family (has to call both his mom and his dad to do well). And something interesting about the homesickness status, is that it’s only relevant in the middle of the game. See, I’m copy-pasting but the stats on that are as follows:

Level 1-15: 0/256

Level 16-30: 3/256

Level 31-75: 2/256

Level 76-99: 0/256

Here’s what I think is happening here…

At first, he’s very close to home, so no problem! He’s just like, “Yay! Adventure! :D :D”

But once he’s out of Onett, then he starts thinking, “Am I out of my mind? Is this too far? What if?” And it’s clear he thinks these things too if not evidently clear by Lumine Hall’s dialogue. He clearly puts a lot of pressure on himself to keep the others safe at a certain point where it is no longer just fun and games until he has actually and literally fought his inner doubts in Magicant and returns sure of himself and brave (aka. the Lv. 76-99 range).

So yeah, that’s what I think! Ness was not always the best with his powers because he channelled his sentimentality in the wrong way. It’s not that he couldn’t be sentimental, being sweet is part of his character! Look at his Magicant and he’s clearly still trying to justify Porky no matter all he’s done. He has so much optimism in the world, yet doubts in himself, ironically. He seems like the type to mask these doubts in his humor but if becomes too large, he simply cannot bottle it further. It’s just that he had to learn to believe in himself to be able to calm his nerves from the inside.

PSI users also accidentally using PSI under emotional distress is also great for angst. Just imagine one of them clearly trying to hide they feel scared or something but little flecks of colors are just sparking off of them, making it clear to their friends that something’s wrong but they don’t know what? Oh, that’s good for the angst. I could say something really heartbreaking about Claus now. But I won’t! Cause this ain’t about him!

But anyway, there’s your PSI/Ness’s homesickness essay! Hope that was essay-y enough for you! Thanks for asking!

[honeystwiggypeach]

Yay!!

Could you do Toge Inumaki who meets a tiny reader (under 5ft) and is deaf so she uses sigh language. At first Toge was nervous to try and communicate until he realized they can talk through signing. Maybe everyone keeps joking about how they should be a couple but Toge is shy and brushes it off that they are just friends, reader is sad because she has developed feelings for him. The two are close friends, being the only two who can communicate freely though signing, but she wants more. Angst to lovers?

Ok bestie im getting to this request now and I’m going to go feral…because I want to write those two dad!Toji requests sitting in my inbox quickly because wth?????? I love this idea, honestly I feel like Inumaki would definitely benefit from using sign language!!(keep in mind I never finished watch so idk the whole plot but I also never finished haikyuu and I’m doing fine!)

Tw-kinda angst, reader is deaf, not short because idk how to really write that I’m on the tall side anyways but I think if there was more of a scenario where I could add in that detail I would have! Megumi has to translate, reader hates having to use megumi as a translator! Pls let me know if any of this is written wrong or badly because I want to get this write and I will correct it!!

Inumaki was incredibly nervous when he met you, but he noticed you didn’t speak very much at all. You’d always talk with your hands and as he watched from a distance that’s what he assumed you were doing, he assumed you were just expressive!

He feared getting to close to you, he thought you must have been an Angel and he wasn’t going to risk accidentally speaking with you.

So of course when you’d gone up to him and signed, “inumaki? Right?” He had no clue what you were saying and Megumi who’d grown up with you had to play translator.

Neither you nor Megumi liked it very much so you’d began keeping to yourself, it wasn’t fun when you had to have someone explain your joke verbally it ruined everything.

So of course when everyone learned sign, even Inumaki you were excited.

Always trying to talk with them and even coming out of your shell again. Only one who had yet to sign was Inumaki.

And that upset you because you liked him…a lot!

So of course you’d backed him into a corner as you signed to him about something Gojo or Megumi had told you, he doesn’t know he can’t focus to well.

But he’s scared to sign anything, what if that curses you?

But you grab his hands firmly as you practically force him to sign out a little high, it’s choppy and looks awkward but the satisfied smile on your face is worth it and when he realizes sign produces no product he wastes no time in telling you everything he’s held in and you smile softly as you talk with him.

Pls let me know if you guys want to see anything else I love requests so much!!!

[i-sveikata]

your recent answer got me so excited!! what do you mean the next chapter is gonna be mainly vegaspete fight/confrontation??!!😱

I feel like vegas has been trying so hard not to be vulnerable with pete even if he's very open about being in love with him. like whenever they're together he is either being horny (which is good for him, good for them👀) or he's actively trying to annoy pete and maybe even using humor to deflect and hide his emotions in his own very questionable ways???

so I'm hoping that in that fight we'll see him finally with his guards down and honest maybe???

also do you plan on writing a chapter from vegas pov?👀

Oh yay glad to hear it!! Yeah omg its a jam packed moment where they kind of let loose on all the things they actually haven’t been saying to each other (which I mean good for them they do need to learn how to communicate better about their emotions and expectations lol)

Honestly it surprised the hell out of me cause I was just planning to write a little bit of them clashing with a lot of sexual tension (so on brand for them) and then it went in a completely different direction than I assumed it would. So yeah a lot of the next chapter will be that one scene because it’s kind of a combo of a lot of different important conversations at once. Pete has some realisations, Vegas makes some very intense declarations and they kind to end up facing the reality of their situation a lot more significantly than they ever have before (sort of like their huge first yelling match after they had consensual sex for the first time)

You’re so right Vegas hasn’t really been vulnerable with Pete yet not in the kind of real ways that Pete needs him to be- and it’s definitely one of the things they’re arguing about in the next chap.

We’re probably not going to see too much vulnerability from him just yet (though I have a couple plot points in the works planned for that already) but we will hear a bit more of his side of things. How he’s been thinking about the situation and where he stands right now.

Haha yeah feel like I’ve mentioned this a billion times now lol but there will definitely be a Vegas pov in this story. Right now I’m only planning for it to be one chapter but who knows we shall see!!! 😬😬