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fishatar · 2 years ago
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glass fishing floats!
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Glass fishing float mage 🔮 a medic who insists on giving patients a glass float "'balloon" at the end of their visit, which is said to help them stay afloat even through the roughest ailments.
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zombizombi · 2 years ago
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ProHomeCooks on youtube is also helpful, has various kinds of recipes as well as meal prep type things.
i am not joking we need to force teach cooking in schools. like. it is an essential thing for survival. do you know how easy it is to make things if you know even the bare bones shit about how cooking works. we need to teach teenagers how far you can take an onion and some other veggies it''s sad that people grow up not knowing how to prepare literally anything. and i'm not talking about oh this home ed class taught me how to make chicken nuggets at home i'm talking about learning the balancing of sweetness and acidity and saltiness and bitterness and shit like that and techniques and oil temperatures and how meats cook. it needs to be taught because it's literally not even that difficult and it matters so much
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cripplecharacters · 1 year ago
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Disabilities that You Should Consider Representing in Your Writing More… part 1
[large text: Disabilities that You Should Consider Representing in Your Writing More… part 1]
While all disabilities are underrepresented in basically all sorts of media, it’s hard to not notice the trend in what disabilities make up the majority of representation. It’s especially visible when having a blog like this, where we can see what disabilities writers even consider including in their writing, and which ones never come up.
One in four people are disabled. With eight billion people alive it means there’s a lot of disabled people, and a lot of reasons why they are disabled in the first place - but this diversity is rarely represented, even on this blog, and anyone who has been following for a while has probably noticed that fact.
To be blunt: there are disabilities other than “amputee” and “invisibly disabled mobility aid user”. Does that mean that it’s wrong to write either of those? No, and we don’t want to imply that it is. Does it mean that either of these have a lot of good representation? Absolutely not, half of all the amputee characters out there are written by people who don't seem to be even aware they're writing a disabled character. Does it mean that when you are deciding on what to give your character, you should think beyond (or along! people can be, and often are, multiply disabled!) just those two? Absolutely. Disability is a spectrum with thousands of things in it.
This is, simply, a list of common disabilities. This is just a few of them, as this is part one of presumably many (or, at least three as of right now). By “common” we rather arbitrarily decided on “~1% or more” - so at least 1 in 100 people has the disabilities below, which is a lot. Featuring!: links that you should click, sources of the % that are mostly just medical reports and might be hard to read, and quick, very non-exhaustive explanations to give you a basic idea of what these are. 
Intellectual disability (about 1.5%) Intellectual disability is a condition we have written about at length before. It’s a developmental disability that affects things such as conceptualization, language, problem-solving, or social and self-care skills. ID can exist on its own or be a part of another condition, like Down Syndrome, Congenital Iodine Deficiency, or Fetal Alcohol Spectrum Disorders. This post covers a lot of basic information that you might need. We have an intellectual disability tag that you can look through!
Cancer survivors (5.4% in the US, about 0.55% worldwide) A cancer survivor is a pretty self-explanatory term. There is a lot of types of cancer and some of them are very common while others are very rare, which makes this a very diverse category. Cancers also have different survival rates. While not every survivor will have disabling symptoms, they definitely happen. Most of the long-term side effects are related to chemotherapy, radiation, and other medication, especially if they happened in children. They can include all sorts of organ damage, osteoporosis, cognitive problems, sensory disabilities, infertility, and increased rate of other cancers. Other effects include removal of the affected area, such as an eye, a spleen, breasts, or the thyroid gland, each of which will have different outcomes. Cancer, and cancer treatments, can also result in PTSD.
Diabetes (about 8.5%, ~95% of that are type 2) Diabetes is a group of endocrine conditions that cause hyperglycemia (high blood sugar) for various reasons depending on the type. The vast majority of people have type 2 diabetes, which can cause fatigue, poor healing, or feeling thirsty or hungry. A diabetic person will use insulin when needed to help manage their blood sugar levels. There are many complications related to diabetes, from neuropathy, to retinopathy, and chronic kidney disease, and there's a lot of disabilities that coexist with diabetes in general! You might want to check out the #how to write type 1 diabetes tag by @type1diabetesinfandom!
Disabling vision loss (about 7.5%) Blindness and low vision are a spectrum, ranging from total blindness (around 10% of legally blind people) to mild visual impairment. Blindness can be caused by countless things, but cataracts, refractive errors, and glaucoma are the most common. While cataracts cause the person to have a clouded pupil (not the whole eye!) blind eyes usually look average, with strabismus or nystagmus being exceptions to that fairly often (but not always). Trauma isn't a common cause of blindness, and accidents are overrepresented in fiction. A blind person can use a white cane, a guide dog or horse, or both. Assistive solutions are important here, such as Braille, screenreaders, or magnifying glasses. We have a blindness tag that you can look through, and you might want to check out @blindbeta and @mimzy-writing-online.
Psoriasis (about 2-4%) Psoriasis is a chronic skin condition with multiple subtypes; it can cause intense itching, pain, and general discomfort, and often carries social stigma. It’s an autoimmune and non-contagious disability that affects the skin cells, resulting in raised patches of flaky skin covered with scales. It often (30%) leads to a related condition, psoriatic arthritis, which causes joint pain, tenderness, and fatigue, among other things.
Stroke survivors (0.5-1%) A stroke survivor is a person who has survived any kind of stroke (ischemic, hemorrhagic, etc.). While the specific symptoms often depend on the exact location on where the stroke happened, signs such as hemiplegia, slurred speech, vision problems, and cognitive changes are common in most survivors to some degree. When someone has a stroke as a baby, or before they are born, it can result in cerebral palsy, epilepsy, and other disabilities. We have a brain injury tag that you can look through!
Noonan Syndrome (about 0.1-1% - mild is 1%, severe 0.1%) Noonan Syndrome is a disability that is almost never mentioned in any context, but certainly not around the topic of writing disabled characters. It’s a congenital condition that can cause cardiomyopathy, chronic joint pain, hypermobility, short stature, facial differences such as ptosis, autism, and various lymphatic problems among other things. Some people with Noonan Syndrome might use mobility aids to help with their joint pain.
Hyperthyroidism (about 1.2%) Hyperthyroidism is a condition of the endocrine system caused by hormone overproduction that affects metabolism. It often results in irritability, weight loss, heat intolerance, tremors, mood swings, or insomnia. Undertreated hyperthyroidism has a rare, but extremely dangerous side effect associated with it called a thyroid storm, which can be fatal if untreated.
Hypothyroidism (>5%) Hypothyroidism is an endocrine condition just as hyperthyroidism is, and it causes somewhat opposite symptoms. Due to not producing enough thyroid hormones, it often causes fatigue, depression, hair loss, weight gain, and a frequent feeling of being cold. It’s often comorbid with other autoimmune disabilities, e.g. vitiligo, chronic autoimmune gastritis, and rheumatoid arthritis. Extreme hypothyroidism can also be potentially fatal because of a condition known as Myxedema coma (or “crisis”), which is also rare.
Deafblindness (about 0.2-2%) Being DeafBlind is often considered to be an extremely rare disability, but that’s not really the case. DeafBlindness on its own isn’t a diagnosis - it can be caused by a wide range of things, with CHARGE syndrome (congenital), Usher syndrome (born deaf, becomes blind later in life), congenital rubella, and age-related deafness and blindness being some of the most common reasons. DeafBlindness is a wide spectrum, the vast majority of DeafBlind people aren’t fully blind and deaf, and they can use various ways of communication. Some of these could be sign language (tactile or not), protactile, the deafblind manual, oral speech (aided by hearing aids or not), the Lorm alphabet, and more. You can learn more about assistive devices here! Despite what various media like to tell you, being DeafBlind isn’t a death sentence, and the DeafBlind community and culture are alive and thriving - especially since the start of the protactile movement. We have a DeafBlindness tag that you can look through!
It’s probably worth mentioning that we have received little to no asks in general for almost all the disabilities above, and it’s certainly not due to what mods answer for. Our best guess is that writers don’t realize how many options they have and just end up going for the same things over and over.
Only representing “cool” disabilities that are “not too much while having a particular look/aura/drama associated” isn’t what you should aim for. Disabled people just exist, and all of us deserve to be represented, including those whose disabilities aren’t your typical “cool design” or “character inspo”, and literally all of us deserve to have good, informed representation. Sometimes we are just regular people, with disabilities that are “boring” or “too much”, and don’t make for useful plot points.
mod Sasza (with huge thank you to mod Sparrow, Rot, and Virus for their contributions with research)
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alphasunpup · 8 months ago
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I see what's happening. To all the black, Indigenous, queer, disabled (including mental illness and neurodivergence), trans folk ESPECIALLY in my age range: You cannot kill yourselves.
I'm being serious too. You cannot allow him to be the reason you die. Pick anything, any ONE fucking thing and cling onto it for dear life. Whether it's Arcane Season 2 dropping, a best friend, a lover, you must kling to life. You being alive is now an active form of political resistance. This is how you fight, you stay alive. No. Matter. What.
Things to actually do:
Pick up a trade. Any kind of trade or hobby. Keep your mind occupied and learn a new survival skill.
Pick up some survival skills. Know some basic first aid training, foraging, herbology, hunting, fishing, anything practical even sewing and knitting
Keep up hobbies and skills that make you happy. Stay in touch with friends, make a little community. You can survive and you will. We lived through this once and we live through it again. Keep hope alive in your hearts, you are incredible human beings and deserve to be here. Don't let them take that away from you.
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literaryvein-reblogs · 2 months ago
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Can you make a Part II to 'When your Character Needs Outdoor Survival Skills'? That post was an absolute treasure trove and useful to me! Maybe focusing on the problems/inconveniences the characters can encounter and the required skills needed for those specific problems while surviving in the woods/outdoors. If not, that's totally fine! Thank you anyway for all of the great work you do!
When your Character Needs Outdoor Survival Skills
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Part 2: Survival Tools & Techniques. What to do if something goes wrong?
Wilderness Survival - describes ways to stay alive far from civilization and support. It may describe short-turn survival while awaiting rescue or long-term living choices made by people with few resources or a desire to live in a secluded area.
It involves adaptation and the ability to make the most of what is available.
Foraging for food, purifying water, and finding or creating shelter are among the most important survival skills.
IF YOU GET LOST. Stop, Think, Observe, Plan.
Stop. Sit down and stay put until the fear, anger, and/or frustration has gone away.
Think. Think through your situation: What do you have that can help you in this situation? Your mind is your greatest survival tool!
Observe. Observe your surroundings: Where should you stay? If you told someone where you were going, people might be searching for you. Is there an open area where searchers would have a better chance of seeing you?
Plan. Plan your action. In most cases, the priority should be: (a) Find or make shelter (b) Build a fire for heat (c) Signal to attract attention (d) Find water
WILDERNESS SURVIVAL. First Aid & Health
When traveling into the wilderness, it is important to carry a complete first aid kit. If an accident happens in the wilderness, it is your responsibility to deal with the situation. The following sequence of actions to remember when dealing with situations should be followed every time:
Remain calm.
Check the scene. What caused the accident? Are there dangers? How many victims?
Call for help. Know the location, description of injury, time of injury, treatment received, and number of people.
Approach safely. Look for dangers. Tell the victim your name.
Provide urgent treatment. Is the person conscious and breathing? Is there severe bleeding? Is there evidence of pills, chemicals, or other poisons?
Protect from further injury. Avoid moving someone who is injured unless it is impossible to perform urgent first aid or the person is in a dangerous location.
Treat every accident victim for shock.
Make a thorough examination. Look for other injuries that may be hidden and ask the victim questions if they are alert.
Plan a course of action. If help is on the way, keep the victim comfortable. If help will be delayed, decide on a clear course of action.
Safety & Protection Concerns. Include basic first aid training, shelter, and protection from dangers such as animal attacks.
Wounds should be kept clean.
Bandages, if necessary, may be improvised using clothing.
Fractures may be splinted using sticks and belts or shoelaces.
Many wild plants can be used as medicine, but only if one is knowledgeable of medicinal plants.
If one encounters animals, it is generally best to back away slowly.
Most animals avoid humans unless threatened or ill.
Acting Quickly. Assess victims and take action in limited-resource and sometimes dangerous environments.
Some of the steps to take in those first, crucial moments of an emergency.
10-second survey: Look at the victim. Assess breathing and pulse. Introduce yourself and ask for permission to treat. Ask for the victim’s name and cause of distress. If the victim can speak, the airway is not blocked.
Treat life-threatening injuries first: If the airway is blocked, clear it. Apply direct pressure to wounds. On extremities, use a tourniquet several inches above the injury.
Assess the scene. Are you or the victim in immediate danger? Threats could include fire, flood, bullets, traffic and wild animals.
Alert others. Ask people around you to help, giving specific instructions. Tell someone to call 911 or get more assistance.
Stabilize the cervical spine: Use or create a cervical collar, or place a hand on either side of the patient’s head.
Cover the victim: Hypothermia decreases blood flow and impairs blood clotting.
FIRE. Safely maintained, fire is an essential survival tool.
It can provide heat, discourage many animals, signal to rescuers, heat food, and boil water to purify it.
If fire gets out of hand, however, it can quickly become a danger.
Starting a Fire
Fire can be started using many methods to create a spark, such as a battery and some steel wool or wire.
First lay a forearm-sized log down as a base in an area cleared of flammable materials, and gather the items needed.
Use the spark to ignite tinder—dry fibrous material, such as dried grasses, cattail fluff, or birch bark—against the base log.
Stack kindling against the log, allowing air to flow around it.
Begin with toothpick-sized twigs, increasing the size of the kindling to Q-tip and pencil size, and then add larger sticks and branches until the fire is hot. Add larger logs.
Signal for Rescuers
To create a signal for rescuers, build a fire out in the open, so the smoke will rise up and be visible.
Once it is burning well, add green branches, such as pine boughs, to make a great deal of thick smoke.
One may also use a reflective surface or mirror to signal.
In the absence of a signal device, if a rescue plane or helicopter is visible, hold arms up and out, like a Y.
WATER. If water is available, it is safest to boil it to kill pathogens.
Sources of water that should be safe to drink without boiling include dew, rain, and snow.
To collect dew, soak as much as possible up with cloth, such as a bandana, and wring it out.
Water can be found in certain plants, such as maple trees, if they can be properly identified as safe and if one has a tool to cut a hole in the bark. Water can also be collected through transpiration.
One can enclose a leafy branch in a clear plastic bag and tie it tightly closed. Water will slowly condense inside the bag.
FINDING FOOD depends on knowledge.
Many plants are edible, but individuals must learn to identify them using a reliable guide.
Similar-looking plants could be deadly, so one should never eat anything unless completely certain of its identification.
Common forest foods include: acorns from oak trees, dandelion leaves, wild grapes, and pine nuts.
Protein from small creatures, such as fish and frogs, is usually more readily available than larger game, such as deer.
Fish, snakes, and other small game can be caught using a gig, or a pronged spear. A split-tip gig can be made from a sapling that is about an inch in diameter:
Use a knife or sharp rock to split the fat end into four equal sections, several inches deep.
Spread these tines apart with sticks and sharpen them to points.
NAVIGATION is another important survival skill.
Without a compass and map or working global positioning system (GPS) tool, use the sky to navigate.
The sun rises roughly in the east and sets in the west.
At night, find the North Star, Polaris, at the end of the handle of the Little Dipper constellation.
Face Polaris; this is true north.
An individual who does not know which direction to travel may follow a stream, which flows downhill.
ROPES & STRINGS can come in handy in many situations and are most useful if one learns a variety of knots.
Ropes can be used to create shelters, tie snares, carry gear, and climb cliffs.
One may improvise by using shoelaces, threads from clothing, drawstrings, dental floss, or other materials.
POISONOUS PLANTS. The most common ill effect on humans is a rash caused by contact with the plants or with their oil, called urushiol.
To prevent contact, do the following:
Wear shoes and socks, not open sandals
Look carefully at plants before walking through or touching them
Be cautious when wiping sweat from your forehead with your arm; you may have had contact with urushiol on your sleeve, transferring it onto your face and in your eyes
Wear loose clothing
Be careful in water, plants growing at the water’s edge can release enough urushiol into water to cause a reaction
Wash pets that may have traveled through poison
Decontaminate your belongings
SOME COMMON INJURIES & GENERAL CARE. While exploring the great outdoors, common injuries & what to do include:
FIRST STEP: Call for help.
General Care: BLEEDING
Cover with sterile bandage or clean cloth.
Use direct pressure to stop bleeding.
Elevate injured body part above heart to slow blood flow.
Use pressure at the pulse point between the injured area and the heart if bleeding fails to stop.
After bleeding has been controlled, wash wounded area and apply a dressing or bandage.
General Care: BURNS
Give care for specific type of burn (thermal/heat, chemical or electrical).
Continue checking them as appropriate to determine if additional care is needed.
Keep them from getting cold or overheated.
Give care for shock, if necessary.
Position the person as appropriate.
Reassure them you will help and that EMS has been called (if appropriate).
Watch for changes in condition, including breathing and responsiveness, and give care as appropriate and trained.
General Care: FRACTURE
Treat all muscle and bone injuries as potential fractures.
Have the person rest without moving or straightening the body part.
If the wound is closed, apply a cold pack wrapped in a thin, dry towel to the area. (a) Apply for no more than 20 minutes unless this causes pain. (b) Wait 20 minutes before applying again.
If the wound is open and bleeding, apply direct pressure to control bleeding.
If 9-1-1 is not called, contact a healthcare provider and follow their guidance.
Continue checking them as appropriate to determine if additional care is needed.
Keep person from getting cold or overheated.
Give care for shock, if necessary.
Reassure person you will help and that EMS has been called (if appropriate).
Watch for changes in condition, including breathing and responsiveness, and give care as appropriate and trained.
If trained and need to move or transport for medical care, give care based on level of training.
General Care: HYPOTHERMIA
Rewarm the person slowly. Rapid rewarming can lead to dangerous heart rhythms.
Move the person to a warmer place.
Remove wet clothes.
Dry the person.
Help the person put on dry clothing, including hat, gloves and socks, if available.
Wrap the person in dry blankets and plastic sheeting, if available.
Cover the person’s head.
Position the person as appropriate near a heat source or apply heating pads or hot water bottles filled with warm water to the body (if far from medical care).
Wrap heating pads or hot water bottles in thin, dry cloths to protect the person’s skin.
Offer small sips of a warm, non-caffeinated liquid if alert and can swallow. Examples include broth, warm water.
Continue checking them as appropriate to determine if additional care is needed.
Give care for shock, if necessary.
Reassure person you will help and that EMS has been called (if appropriate).
Watch for changes in condition, including breathing and responsiveness, and give care as appropriate. Be prepared to give CPR or compression-only CPR based on level of training and use an AED when available if the person becomes unresponsive and is not breathing (cardiac arrest).
Sources: 1 2 3 4 ⚜ More: Notes ⚜ Writing Resources PDFs ⚜ Part 1
Writing References: Injuries
Lovely of you to say, thanks so much! You can find more details in the sources. Also included a previous post on different injuries that you might find useful as well. All the best with your writing!
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eddiediaaz · 10 months ago
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hi guys, i am kind of ashamed and embarrassed to have to do this, but i figured it can't hurt to ask. basically i am really struggling right now (i know a lot of us are). i need financial help, so i set up a ko-fi page ☕
any kind of help would be so appreciated and i am so grateful for anyone taking the time to read this little post.
long story short: because of situations completely out of my control, i lost my job in vfx after almost 8 years and i am now forced to switch careers. i'm going back to school and can't find a part time job even tho i have been working non stop for 15 years. financial aid will only cover my rent, so i absolutely need to work 20 to 30 hours a week to cover the rest of my living expenses, but it's really hard to find a job. i am also currently over 10k cad in debt from my film school loans and credit cards.
signal boost would be appreciated, if you can 💕
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my situation in more details under the cut for those who are curious
i was working in the vfx industry as a 2D compositor since 2016 (i have worked on over 40 films and tv shows), but in december of 2023 i lost my job due to the hollywood strikes (as expected, and as it should—i fully support the strikes). this was supposed to be temporary for a couple months where i could get unemployment benefits (only 45% of my usual salary though). unfortunately, on may 31st 2024, my government announced that they are significantly cutting the funding & tax credits for the vfx industry where i live. what does this mean? mass lay offs. thousands of canadians and other people in the world working in the industry are losing their career, including me. there will only be about 20% vfx jobs left where i live by 2025. vfx shops and production houses have already started to close doors here. i'm still mourning this career i have been working in for 8 years and loved, even tho it's been difficult and demanding at times (lots of overtime), but there are just no jobs right now (unless you are a senior vfx artist with decades of experience) and the future will only get more bleak. i could move abroad and follow the industry that is already moving somewhere else, but i don't want to do that on my own (i am already super lonely as it is!!) and i can't afford it.
my unemployment benefits will run out by the last week of september. in 4 weeks. i've been sending resumes everywhere, both online and in person, but i am just not getting anything in return. even tho i have over 15 years of experience working in various jobs and i have never been fired from anywhere. even tho my resume and cover letters are solid because they have been approved my professional counselors (a free service for people under 35 where i live). so much for they're hiring everywhere...
since my vfx compositing skills are very niche and not really applicable to much else, i decided to go back to school, taking college classes in the admin and excecutive assistant fields, since it's something that i think would be good for me and there are lots of jobs for that here. i will be getting some financial aid, but it's nowhere near enough to survive. it will only cover my rent, and that's because my rent is super cheap for my city. my college classes start on september 30 and i am excited for it, but also very stressed because i still don't have a part time job.
i've been living on my own with a small salary for over 10 years now, but it truly is the first time that i'm struggling this hard. i honestly don't have anything worth selling except some taylor swift perfumes, which i sold this week. i also have over 6k of credit debt and another 4.5k of school loans left to pay. at the bare minimum i will need about $1.000 CAD/month to cover my other bills and expenses after rent, hence why the need for a job ASAP. i am desperate and my mental health has been a huge mess. this is why i decided to open my ko-fi accounts. not that i'm expecting much, but anything can help, i think.
i don't have much to offer in exchange, except gifs? i'm wondering if (cheap, low price) gif commissions are a thing? i have no idea know, but i set up a poll on my ko-fi page to see if anyone would be interested.
thank you for reading if you've made it here, it's appreciated 💖
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midnight-bay-if · 7 months ago
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Hmhmhm, if you're up for it: MC tackling their RO out of the way of some danger and oh no! Now MC is pinning them against a wall/the ground/whatever and is taking slightly too long to let them up!
(I'm always up for some... tension, haha. Sorry, this took a while to get to! I have around 20 asks in my inbox right now. It also wasn’t specified whether the ROs are in a relationship at this stage, but for the sake of extra tension, I wrote it as if they were not. You know, for fun, haha.)
S: They are used to preparing for every inevitability. Their plans are organised, considered, and timely. But you are something of a wildcard, unpredictable and difficult to control. So, mid-fight, they are surprised, but shouldn't be, when you barrel into them to prevent their attacker from making a swipe for their head. Instead, their body collides with the floor, your weight pressing into them. They hear Taj dispatch the attacker, but they are much too occupied with how your breath tickles their lashes. It seems you are equally transfixed, neither moving to free yourself from the other.
It’s S who coughs and breaks the moment first if only to save themself the embarrassment of explaining the heat of their face. “Ah, forgive me,” they say, attempting to pull themselves out from under you.
With the spell broken, you move just as quickly. “Right. Are you… okay?”
“Hm? Oh, yes. Thank you for the timely assist,” they offer, readjusting their shirt and pointedly focusing their attention elsewhere. Then, they smile. “Perhaps a verbal warning the next time you deem to thrust yourself upon my person?” The double entendre was not lost on you.
Rain: Fighting was never really Rain’s forte. Or, well, not any longer. Luckily for Rain, S mostly agreed with Rain’s pacifist nature and endeavoured to control a battle with as little bloodshed as possible. Rain knew basic hand-to-hand combat, but if they were beside a bed of water, Rain was much more useful. They were not. Taj always hovered close to Rain, ready to defend them at any moment, but they were already caught up with several attackers. It is you who comes to their aid this time.
Without a second thought, you push them down to the ground after a particularly vicious swing of a dagger swipes towards their stomach. It’s enough to save their skin, if not their clothing. Taj finishes the job, breaking away long enough to knock their attacker out. Rain stares up at you, wide-eyed, in disbelief. What you did was terribly reckless, yet you did it for them. They don’t know whether to kiss you or kick you.
“Are you okay?” You ask, chest heaving. “They didn’t hurt you?”
“No,” they gasp, their eyes misting over. “My clothes didn’t survive the ordeal, but otherwise…” They trail off, trying to ignore the heat of you seeping through the frayed piece of clothing. “MC?” They whisper, tucking a loose piece of hair behind your ear. “Please don’t do that again.”
Taj: They rely on synergy during a fight. If they are not fighting alone, it takes knowing exactly what Rain and S think during a fight to navigate it successfully. It’s a reliance on their skill and S’s knowledge of their own that makes them an effective team. You, on the other hand, are an irritant. Your insistence to involve yourself means Taj, while combatting two separate assailants, has one eye trained on you at all times. It’s instinctive. It's not an instinct they are at all pleased about, either.
So, when another combative runs out towards your back, Taj is the first to notice. Dipping beneath a fist aimed for their skull, Taj skids across the ground towards you. Before the man can careen into your side, Taj does so first, knocking you flat beneath them. S, never being far behind, intercepts the attacker and finishes the job. Taj glares down at you, breathing hard, hands flat on either side of your head. You stare back up at them, doing much the same thing. The eyes soften almost imperceptibly when they realise how terrified they felt.
Growling, they push themself off of you, flinching away as if burned. “Try to pay attention, Koel. I won't make a habit of saving you," they lie.
N: In the Haels, they had seen a great deal of death. Much brought on by their hand. It was familiar. Like home. Even in an army, however, nobody truly cared for their fellow soldiers. It was every demon for themselves, as it should be. If you survived, you were strong. If you didn’t, well, you ceased to matter. So, it was quite amusing being pinned beneath you after being knocked out of the way of a deadly blow. How quaint. How strange.
Their heart hammered against their chest, their palms clammy, as they stared up at you with wide eyes. At first, it doesn’t completely compute why your elbow is crushing against their gullet. Then Umbra finishes off their would-be assailant, and all becomes clear. You had risked yourself for them. Why? What did you hope to gain? Their co-operation? Their compliance? Their… submission?
They mask their fear behind the salacious mask they are so prone to wearing. “It’s about time you threw yourself at me, my dear,” they goad, ignoring how their chest clenches. “Mm… I had hoped for a softer landing. Pillows, silk, by candlelight, but I’ll accept whatever it is you have to give.”
You don’t apologise when you dig your elbow deeper into them as you rise.
Umbra: They move without thinking. They do not need to. Their body has a way of directing itself, flowing like water as they dance across the battlefield; death follows. And yet, they are used to watching from a distance. Once, you would have been safe from such horrors as they carried them for you. They failed in this once before, and you forgot. They do not want to repeat this mistake. They want you to remain unscarred, unbroken, and untethered from darkness. So, they continue to dance.
But having you so close leaves them distracted. They focus too heavily on your movements and fail to notice another assailant lying in wait in the darkness.
“Umbra!” Your voice calls to them, so they turn towards you instinctively. But you are rushing towards them, and before they can even process the change, you tackle them down from the line of bullets destined for their chest. N expertly dispatches the shooter, blood splattering across the ground beside you. Neither move, fear gripping you still. Their hand hovers close to your cheek, shaking. They want to hold you, to describe the depth of the feeling, but words fail. As they so often do.
It is you who makes the first move, pushing off them with flushed cheeks and trembling legs. You hold out a hand to them, one they cannot bring themselves to take. “Thank you,” they offer, pushing themselves off the floor. “I… I will do better.”
“Just be safe,” you reply, denying Umbra’s declaration. “I need you to be safe.”
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dixonsdarkelf · 6 months ago
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Joshua "Scud" Frohmeyer NSFW Alphabet
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A deal was made with @francisofthespook, and here's my part of the deal. She agreed to write Daryl's NSFW alphabet if I wrote Scud's, so here it is! Massive kudos to @dixons-sunshine for proofreading my work, as always, and to @francisofthespook for proofreading as well (I proofread yours, so it felt fair for you to proofread mine lol). I hope you enjoy it! To my general taglist people, I'm sorry if this isn't something you'd normally want to be tagged in. I figured I would just add y'all anyway lmao. This is hands down the filthiest thing I've ever written and I had to stop several times to fan myself.
Also these are MY OPINION. If you don't agree with something, that's fine, but please play nice.
NSFW alphabet template by @the-coldest-goodbye, dividers by @anitalenia
18+ below the cut, minors DNI
Main masterlist Scud x Reader Masterlist
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
He’s big into aftercare! The cleaning up, the cuddling, the pillow talk, he loves it all. I think it’s one of his favorite parts of sex. Basking in the afterglow all cozied up under the covers with you, your bodies tangled together…God, he lives for that shit. After your first time doing something new, he’d want to talk with you about how it was, how much you liked or didn’t like it, and if you’d wanna do said thing again.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
For his own, I wanna go with the obvious and say his dick, but I think (and hear me out) that his stomach would also be one of his favorites. He thinks his scars are cool and are proof that he survived something he probably shouldn’t have, and I think he loves that part of himself. For his partner, he’s a boob guy, easy. He doesn’t care what they look like or how big or small they are. They’re yours, and that’s all that matters to him. And if you have any insecurities about them, he’ll be sure to show you how much he loves them.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He loves to be inside you when he comes, whether that’s with a condom or without. He loves the faces and sounds you make when he’s twitching inside you, riding out his high. If you allowed him to come inside you without a condom, he’d be thrilled, but he’d still check in with you the whole time up until he comes to make sure that’s really what you want.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
This might seem like a cop-out, but he doesn’t have any dirty secrets. He doesn’t have any shame in what he likes in the bedroom, so there’s no secrets between you two. If he likes something or wants to try something, even if it’s something other people might find strange, he’s going to tell you/talk to you about it. If he expresses he’s into something and you’re not down to do it, he’s not going to feel ashamed for asking. Like I said, he has no shame in what he likes.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
He’s very experienced & absolutely knows what he is doing. He prides himself on being able to make his partner feel good, and all the skills he’s acquired over the years will aid him in pleasing you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Cowgirl and doggystyle, both for different reasons. Cowgirl so he can watch you bounce on top of and fuck yourself on him. Especially when he’s high, he loves to lay there and just let you go to town again and again. Looking up at you through hazy, half-lidded eyes would make him crazy. Doggystyle (specifically facing a mirror) so he can watch you watch yourself take him. He’d lean over you and dirty talk into you ear, telling you to look at yourself in the mirror so you can see how beautiful you look taking him. Both positions are also great for him to be able to circle your clit.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Very humorous. He never takes himself too seriously, and that include in bed. Sex is supposed to be fun, and he definitely brings that. He needs someone that can joke around with him during sexy time. If he were to get more serious at any point, it would be when either of you are close to coming.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Yes, the carpet matches the drapes. He doesn’t care about grooming, though. He’s not bothered by body hair, both on himself or his partner. If you asked him to clean up a bit, he certainly would, but otherwise, he doesn’t care. He’s not unhygienic though, he just isn’t bothered by it enough to do anything about it. For you, though, he’d do anything.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
That depends on our little angel’s mood. Sometimes, he just wants to lay back and let you do the work, but he’d still praise you and tell you how good you’re making him feel. If he’s releasing some pent-up frustration, he’d still be soft with you, but he might not be as giggly or romantic as usual. For special occasions, like your birthday or anniversary, he’d really ramp up the romance, adding sensual touches like lighting candles and putting on music.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
This one feels obvious, but he thinks about you when he jacks off. Thinks about your taste, your scent, all of the sounds you made during your last sexual escapade. He drools a little when he comes, specifically when he comes from masturbating. He’s so deep in the thoughts of you while he’s touching himself that he can’t be bothered to make sure he isn’t drooling.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
He loves having his hair played with/pulled. When he’s going down on you, he lives for having your fingers tangled in his hair and gently tugging while you buck up into him. He also loves to be praised (because who doesn’t?) (it would send his ego to the moon) and give praises as well, telling you how good you feel/how beautiful you look/how good you’re doing.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Somewhere where you’ll both be comfortable, like in bed or on the couch. But if it’s a quickie, he’d take you in the shower, over the kitchen counter, even the floor as long as you’re comfortable. He’d even take you over his work bench if it didn’t risk you two getting caught.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
He gets easily turned on, especially when he’s in love. He loves seeing you in lingerie, and of course that turns him on, but he gets really turned on when you wear his clothes. Your bare breasts against the inside of his jacket, your core on the inside of his boxers, he loves it all. He’d have a hard time keeping himself together the next time he wore something of his that you had on, picturing you in it instead.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He’s turned off by anything non-consensual, he’d put his foot down at that. Even if it was something you wanted to try, he wouldn’t allow it. He’s into gentle biting and giving hickeys, but biting to the point of drawing blood is a no. Anything else that would cause either of you harm (something that would cause bruising that isn’t a hickey, leave welts, etc) is a no.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves both giving and receiving, but he prefers giving. He’s in heaven with your thighs clenched around his head and the taste of you coating his mouth and tongue. His skills are next level. When he’s high, his skills somehow get even better, bringing you to orgasm faster than you could’ve imagined.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Sex with him is for sure soft and giggly. He’s a goofy bean, and that personality of his certainly transitions into the bedroom. If you asked for something a little more rough, he’d obliged, albeit hesitantly at first, until he sees how much you’re enjoying it. However, that wouldn’t be often, as he prefers to be soft and slow and take his time with you.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He prefers to take his time with you and savor every second. He may have a high drive and be DTF a lot of the time, but it’s still special because it’s with you. When there’s not time & you’re both so fucking desperate and needy for each other that you can’t wait, a quickie will suffice, but he’ll be longing for more. And he’d make sure the next session after the quickie was extra special.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Yes yes and yes. He’s willing to try just about anything, and if he isn’t, he’ll let you know. He won’t shame you for any ideas you bring up or anything you might be embarrassed about wanting to experiment with. He’d be flattered that you felt safe enough with him to ask to experiment in different ways.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Depends on the type of sex. If he’s high, he’d only be able to go for one round, wanting to cuddle up and fall asleep shortly after (post-aftercare ofc, I can’t stress enough how much he loves that). If he’s had a stressful day and/or it’s been a while since you two have been intimate, he’d be able to go a few rounds, wanting to stay in the throughs of pleasure with you for as long as possible.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
He would certainly use toys on you if you asked. He prefers to do the work himself and get you off with just his touch, but he knows toys are friends, not competition. If you did the deed and he was too sleepy after to go another round but you wanted more, he’d lay there and watch you get yourself off with toys, watching your eyes roll back while he knows you’re thinking about him the whole time.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He loves to tease you until you’re a squirming mess & can’t take it anymore, whining & begging him to do what you’re asking. If you express that you like to be teased, he’d be delighted and draw out the teasing for as long as he possibly could until neither of you could take it anymore.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Our little stoner is definitely vocal in bed. He makes a variety of sexy grunts, groans, and moans, all of which sound like music to your ears. When there’s privacy, he’s loud. He doesn’t hold back at all in expressing how good you’re making him feel. If you’re ever in a situation where you might get caught or others are within earshot, he can hold back the noises, though he’d struggle to hold back the closer he gets to coming.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
This may be a hot take, but he is not a whimpering mess of a sub. A switch? Sure, I can see that. A whimpering mess that’s begging you and calling you mommy? Absolutely not, and that’s a hill I’m willing to die on.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
He’s average-sized, maybe a little bigger than average. He’s an average-heigh guy, so it would make sense that his package reflects that. There’s a couple of veins that bulge when he’s got a boner, and they add to the pleasure you feel when he’s inside you. There’s also his scars. He loves when you give them attention, kicking and licking down them slowly as you position yourself to suck him off.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
He’s got a high sex drive, especially when he’s in love. After the first time, he can’t get enough of you. Your scent, your taste, your touch…he dreams of it.  He’s so in love with you, he’d get distracted at work thinking about all the things you did the night before. And the second you’re both home, he’d be pouncing on you, ready to devour you again and again.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
That depends. If it was sleepier sex while he was high, he’d pass pretty shortly after (post-aftercare of course, once you were both snuggled up under some blankets). Otherwise, he’d want to stay awake and enjoy some pillow talk with you, admiring how beautiful you are post-orgasm and savor the moment of you two wrapped up under the covers.
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domesticgoddess22 · 6 months ago
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wish upon a cowboy
chapter 6: something to live for
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pairing: raider!joel miller x fem!reader
Summary: A rugged raider takes you under his wing after hunters leave you for dead. The two of you form a team and you quickly grow attached to him–mumbling, grumbling, protective Joel Miller. When you divulge your wishes to experience life before the outbreak, Joel decides to make them come true. All of them.
warnings: age gap (early 20s/mid 40s), praise kink, breeding kink, daddy kink, unplanned pregnancy, pregnancy sex, unprotected piv, canon-typical violence, light choking, dom!Joel, angst, joel is bad at feelings word count: 4k (chapter 6) rating: 18+ explicit MDNI
masterlist | Ao3 | My Booktower @orcasoul @guiltyaschargedmf @idrkman
a/n: Switching to past tense POV because I’m learning that 1st person isn’t for me. Bear with me and thank you for your patience <3 Also, I am adding a few more tags that I should have added before. ~~~
You learned from an old First Time Expecting book that the first day of your pregnancy is the first day of your last period, which meant you were about ten weeks pregnant by now.
Joel had grown increasingly protective over you. He was hovering over you more, making sure you had enough to eat, enough to drink, and that you weren’t too tired on your journey. 
If your feet hurt, he'd stop. You’d swat him away and tell him you were fine, but he was persistent. 
Hundreds of giant trees hugged the small clearing you two called your temporary home, a safe sanctuary far enough away from the madness but close enough to town to gather what you needed. You emerged from the tent Joel built for you–and only you because he always slept outside and guarded you like a dog. He had a mug of coffee pressed to his lips and his eyes fixated on a map of the United States. 
“Mornin’,” he said gruffly, setting the cup down on the oakwood box, the wet coffee staining his mustache darker shades of gray-brown.
“Good morning.” You tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “Did you get any sleep?”
“Some.”
“You need any help with anythin’?” You asked, brows pinching together as you cast a glance over at the dwindling food supplies. You’d just about picked over the town, as much as you could without risking your lives at least. And both of you were having trouble in the hunting department. Joel didn’t want to use guns anymore out of fear of drawing attention to yourselves after what happened at the house. You needed to lay low for a while. 
“No.” He said firmly.
Not that it mattered if he put you to work or not. Over the last few weeks, you’ve kept yourself busy with your own projects. Like gathering wood and sticks to make trap boxes. You had about four done by now, and were working on a stick trap now that you planned to set up just north of here.
You learned to make traps back in the QZ and even prided yourself on winning first place in the trap creation contest at your high school. Every kid had to go through a checklist of acquired survival skills to graduate from the academy. Basic first aid, cooking, hunting or trapping, mechanics, and foraging. 
It was safe to say that you had very entry-level experience with all of the above, none of which were ever applied out in the field, but something was better than nothing. Now you were well accustomed to trapping, enough to at least catch some squirrels and bunnies to help keep both of you somewhat fed. Still, most of your traps were empty when you checked them. Food scarcity was slowly creeping up on both of you.
Joel watched you from his spot near the fire as you got back to it, working the twine around the sticks to wind them together. Things had been off since you had sex, but never spoke of it and it hasn’t happened again since. Your relationship was bordering on platonic as your conversations usually revolved around day-to-day chores and what you’d eat for dinner that evening. 
The lack of connection with Joel left you feeling hollow. You weren’t sure what you were hoping for. It would be ridiculous to assume he’d just be your boyfriend and the two of you would live happily ever after. No, he wasn’t your boyfriend, but you weren’t back to whatever it was you were before you had sex either. And now it’s out in the open that you’re about to be the mother of his child.
Joel’s different moods were giving you whiplas. He was sweet with you one day, taking you on imaginary diner dates and making love to you next to a fire, and the next he was icy cold and barely seemed to want you around.
It stung.
“You should sleep. I can keep an eye on everything.” You didn’t want him to feel obligated to do everything and protect you all the time at his own expense. It wasn’t worth it if he was going to start getting grumpy with you again.
“‘M fine,” he croaked, voice saturated with exhaustion. 
“Watcha lookin’ at there?” You asked, jutting your chin out to the map in his hands.
“Plannin’ our next move,” he said flatly, and you expected him to share more but you realize you’re going to have to extract it out of him just like with everything else.
“I think I should have a say in that, no?”
“Like I had a say in when you were finally gonna tell me about my kid in your belly?” He snapped back.
You crossed your arms, feeling his eyes like daggers on you before he dragged his gaze back down to the map. “So you’re mad at me.” 
There was silence for a few moments and you started to think that he’s going to ignore you until finally, he said, “‘M looking at the routes to Wyoming.”
“Wyoming? What’s in Wyoming?”
“My brother. Tommy.”
“Okay…” you supported Joel reconnecting with his brother, said so from the start. But right now, your pregnant brain tried to wrap your head around where his thought process was. Two months ago, he never wanted to see his brother again. Then he gets a girl knocked up, stays up all night boring his eyes into a map, and then says he wants to trek to Wyoming with his baby mama.  “And then what happens when we get to Wyoming?”
“He’ll know what to do. Wherever he is, wherever he left the Fireflies to be, ‘m pretty sure it’s a place we’d want to be too.”
“Back when Tommy ‘n I were–” Joel flicked his gaze briefly to the ground and then back to you, stopping himself from divulging too much about his past. You both knew that Joel was a raider, but it wasn’t somethin’ Joel let roll off his tongue carelessly. You figured it was a shame he couldn’t bear to hear. 
If you were being honest with yourself, it was a truth you didn’t like to think about either. You always thought of Joel as a good man. He saved you. He had good in him. You knew that. The rest didn’t matter if it was all in the past. Right?
Your mind flashed back to all of the dead men back in that house. They had to die, or both of you would have. That’s what you told yourself as you washed the memory back, burying it somewhere deep in the crevices of your mind and shifting your focus to winding twine around sticks.
Joel took another sip of stale coffee. “We planted Tommy in the QZ to help us make some deals easier. Rest of us didn’t live in there with all their rules, so we chose to roam free. Had a ranch outside the city ‘n everything. Then it all went to shit when FEDRA caught Tommy with us and he had to run for it.” He shook his head, probably remembering some fight they had before he left. 
“I asked him to stay with us, but… He was done.” Joel continued.
“Whatever happened between you, I’m sure that he’ll forgive you. He’s your brother.”
“I don’t know. But I have to try. We can’t stay out here forever with you like this…” His eyes shot up to your stomach and then back to his cup. He knocked back the rest of the coffee and then propped his elbows on his knees. He wipes his face with his palm. 
“I trust you. If you say we need to go, then I trust you. I think it’s a good idea to reconnect with you brother, I always have. I just hope you’re sure about where he is.” You could tell he was stressed by the dark circles under his eyes. This was weighing on him already. “It’s a long journey from here, and we don’t know what we’ll find along the way. It would be a shame if we went all the way there and didn’t find what we were looking for.”
“He’s alive. I know him.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“He’s alive, and he’s in Wyoming. That’s the end of the story.”
“Okay,” you whispered. “I trust you.” Whether or not Tommy was alive wasn’t what you were concerned about. You were concerned about whether or not you and Joel would make it alive. You were about to journey through no man’s land. A pregnant girl with no fighting experience and Joel, whose capabilities you didn’t doubt, but he was still just one man.
He took another sip of his coffee and sets the chipped mug down, mustache wet with coffee. “You hungry?”
“Um, not right now.” There isn’t enough food for the day yet, but maybe if you finish this trap…
“How about some eggs?” 
“You found eggs?” Your eyes grow wide with excitement.
“Sure did. Got a rabbit too. I finished up some arrows for the crossbow and hunted it early this morning.” He looks proud of himself, and he’s got a right to be. 
“Joel.” Your eyes narrowed on the man.
“What?”
“Sleep.” There was an unnatural command to your voice that you weren’t used to, but you couldn’t stand to let him destroy himself.
“I will. Later.”
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The night air was so cold that it stung the parts of you that weren’t snuggled up inside your sleeping bag. Joel was crouching beside you, shuffling through his pack to find something warmer to put on. You insisted that he get some sleep, but he gruffly refused. Said he needed to keep watch in case any of the nocturnal creatures–or worse–wandered into your camp. He was about as stubborn as the persistent sores on your feet, so you didn’t try to persuade him further.
Joel hovered at the entrance of the tent, brows furrowing in thought as his eyes focused on the corner of the ocean-blue tarp. In the distance, you could see the campfire’s bright yellow waves splashing against the silhouette of branches, jagged arms stretching toward the moon. 
The orange glow from the fire radiated along Joel’s profile, illuminating his fierce jawline and the curve of his nose.
“So how long have you known exactly?” Joel’s voice was a gentle whisper, careful not to startle any animals that might lurk outside the clearing.
You sighed, chewing your cheek. Joel wasn’t stupid. He knew that you kept this a secret from him. “Just a couple weeks or so, I guess.”
“‘n why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Joel’s nostrils flared slightly. What transpired between you the night before had been a fleeting moment, an eruption of emotions, heat, physical attraction, and the adrenaline from surviving an altercation. You worried that was all it was.
“It’s not easy being a woman, Joel. Especially not now. We never know what to expect and we need to be prepared for the worst.” You began, but you saw the pressing look in Joel’s gaze that reflected his dissatisfaction with your answer. “I was afraid.”
“‘Fraid’a what?” His Texan tang almost sounds mean with the way his voice raises a decibel above a whisper like he’s accusing you of something–and he wouldn’t be wrong in that. He tutted. “Damn, I knew it. You’ve been walking around carrying my child for weeks and didn’t think I should know?”
“I was afraid that you’d leave me if you knew.”
You wished you could engrain the image of his face into your mind, the epitome of utter shock. His face twisted and his nose scrunched in disgust. It confirmed your suspicions that he was mad at you.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that, Joel. This–” you paused, thinking about the love you have for the baby growing inside you, but knowing full well you can’t offer them much in terms of quality of life. “This isn’t the time to be pregnant. I know back then it used to be somethin’ to be happy about–throw parties over or some shit, and yeah I’d give anything for a chance to live like they did. To have a child in a world where I felt like they had a fighting chance to thrive. To be happy. But now…?” 
You laughed through your nose, casting your gaze to the slit of the tent. Trying hard to ignore the growing lump in your throat that threatened to make your voice go squeaky as tears well up in the corner of your eyes.
Hold it in, hold it in, hold it in.
“Wasn’t always somethin’ people planned. Trust me,” he grumbled.
You tilted your head.
“Look…” He rubs his hand down his face and then his eyes flick to you, still searing your gaze into the firepit crackling outside.  “Sweetheart… I'm so–I'm so sorry. I shouldn't of taken advantage of you like that, I’m not the guy you think I am. I’m…”
“It’s not your fault, Joel. We’re both adults. We knew what we were doin’.”
He looked over his shoulder and gazed out at the dwindling fire.
“Back then, people had kids thinkin’ everythin’ was gonna be fine. Then the fuckin’ world collapsed and now their kids are either miserable or dead.” He said.
“We could have died back there. What if you had died and they took me? Kept me around to use as they pleased and then disposed of me when I was no longer useful. Maybe they woulda spared me and kept me around and then did God-knows-what to me while I’m carrying your child. You want that for our baby?” There’s something in your tone that’s almost begging for Joel to say he doesn’t want this. Doesn’t want you.
“No.” He frowned.
“I know you don’t want this. And I won’t be mad at you for bein’ honest with me, ‘mkay?” There was no use in pretending to be something you guys weren’t ever going to be. Your eyes watered and your stupid brain thought of that dumb cardboard cutout family from Target. You wanted to rip it to shreds.
Joel’s chest rose and fell. He studied you, eyes never tearing away from yours. 
“The second you told me you were pregnant, I realized I had somethin’ to live for. Someone to fight for.”
The tears finally poured, spilling down your cheek. You folded your lips together to hold back the sobs, tasting the salty wetness that coated them. 
“Come're.” He hugged you from behind. “We’re gonna be just fine, okay? We’re gonna figure this out. I’ll make sure ya have everything ya need.” He was whispering into your neck.
“I need you to be more careful is what I need. Thought I might lose you back in town. I don’t want to feel like that ever again.”
“Baby, I told you ain’t nothin’ gonna happen to me.” He framed your chin with his hand and angled your head upward. “ Look at me–look. I’m fine. We’re fine.”
Even though he was right, even though it was clear as day that Joel had an almost supernatural ability to live like bad, unwatered grass that just didn’t die, you still felt an ominous tug warning you to be careful. That your life with Joel would be comparable to weathering a vicious storm that threatened to strip you of your basic resources. It was a gnawing feeling somewhere deep in your chest, a worrying sensation that if anything happened to Joel, you and your baby wouldn’t be able to endure this life.
Joel held you, one arm slipped into your sleeping bag and curled around your waist and the other draped over the worn fabric of the bag. “Stay and lay with me. Please.”
“No. I need to go out and keep watch. Can’t be lettin’ my guard down.” 
“Not even for a few minutes?” You bat your lashes and nibble on your bottom lip.
“No.”
“So mean,” you tease. “So strict.”
“Not that again.” You felt his rumbling voice against your back.
“I just want to help you relax a little. Take the edge off.” 
No wasn’t an answer you wanted to hear right now. You subtly rolled your hips against his thighs and he stiffened behind you.
Stubborn man.
“I have more on my wishlist, you know.” You smirked devilishly, knowing you were being a manipulative little brat but you didn’t care. “Stuff I want to do… Positions I want to try…” You pressed back into his crotch against, turning your neck to look up at him. You suddenly felt something hard against your ass. He groaned, hand sliding down to your hip and squeezing. 
“Tell me what else you’d want to do that you ain’t done yet.”His voice was dripping with lust as he smiled, his teeth against your cheek. 
“I want to make love in a tent out in the woods. All. Night. Long.”
“Fuck…” His lips were on your neck, sucking on the soft skin and lapping circles in between sucks. His kisses trailed up and down your neck, frantic and heady.
You turned your head back around to look at him with hooded eyes, gaze landing on his lips in longing. Then your mouth found his, nibbling and tugging on his bottom lip. He let you play and tease him for a minute before giving in to his carnal urges, slipping his tongue into your mouth and forcing you to swallow his groans.
His thumb and forefinger found one of your peaks, pulling the nub a few times. Teasing you. Then he rolled it and you felt every part of your body tingle. Suddenly you imagined you were back in that cabin. On the floor by the fire, naked for him when he took you that first time. It was the first time you made love that he gave you a baby, and it would be a memory you would never forget.
Joel felt something shift in you as he pawed at your breast and it excited him. He rolled his hips into your ass with need. Demanding hands grabbed the lining of your pants and yanked them down. Then he was pressed up against you again and you could feel his warmth through his jeans. You felt him hard and pulsing with need against your ass. 
He teased the entrance of your panties, just above the little bow on the fabric, letting his calloused fingertips tickle your skin in slow, unbearable strokes. You shifted yourself upward a little to encourage him to go further. He chuckled sinfully into your neck.
Joel let his fingers slip into your panties, pressing two fingertips to the little bud. You moaned at his touch and he rewarded you by rubbing delicious circles into you and licking the side of your neck. 
He sunk a finger into you and you wrapped around him tightly in response. 
“Fuck. You’re tight.” He slid in and out, keeping his palm pressed to your clit as he split you open. Another thick finger went in and you were seeing stars. He fucked his fingers into you faster, picking up the pace as you chased your high. Your back arched in need and you could feel his other arm wrapped around your waist, drawing you closer to him.
“Come for me. Can you do that, baby?”
You moaned in response and assumed he took that as a yes by the speed of his fingers thrusting into you, pulling the orgasm from you like it was the last thing he would do. Your jaw went slack and your brows knitted inward, locking eyes with the man as he rammed into you like a beast and made you come harder than you ever had.
When you came to, he left your pussy empty and pushed your back down with surprising force. You yelped a little. His hand was pressed firmly on the back of your head to keep you pinned to the sleeping bag while your ass was up on display. Joel was crouched behind you, swiftly unbuckling his belt with his free hand and then tearing your panties off in one fluid motion. You frowned a little, thinking he better not make a habit out of that or else you’d have no choice but to run around without any underwear.
“Baby I can’t keep my cock outta you. We’re gonna have to find some kind of birth control after this.” It was the only warning he gave before he thrust into your heat, growling and swearing as his shoved into you in one long stroke. His fingers combed through your hair gently and then yanked you upward and his chest was flush against your back.
You screamed. He liked the sound of that, growling and somehow burying himself even further into you. Stretching you full.
Nothing else mattered. Nothing else existed outside of this tent. The only thing that kept you tethered to this earth was Joel and the fullness of him between your legs. You’d feel pleasantly sore in the morning.
“You’re takin’ me so well, baby.” Joel praised.
His thighs slapped against your ass in a steady rhythm. There was a bruising grip on your hips now that you kind of liked. It made you feel wanted. Desired. Like he owned you.
“Fuck me.” You begged, more than ready to submit to him. 
He slapped your ass and you felt your cheek ripple. He slapped it again, and you moaned, but just when you thought you couldn’t possibly be more stimulated, Joel sunk his teeth into your shoulder and rammed into you, cursing each time he buried himself to the hilt. 
The man was an absolute animal, but you loved every second of it.
There was something addicting about the feel of his teeth on your skin combined with the sound of his deep growls. 
Joel fucked hard and fast, but there were moments when he’d slow his pace and slide into you in long, brutal, strokes. He wanted to keep things going for as long as he could. Savoring the moment that your bodies connected like this. You knew because you felt the same way.
“I want to come together.” You were panting violently as you approached your release. The tight feeling in your core was unwinding and threatening to burst.
“Yeah, baby. Fuckin’ come for me.” His words were hot in your ear again. One hand was firm on your hips, drawing you into him with each pounding thrust. The other hand had your hair wrapped around his palm, angling your head back toward him. “Need to feel you suck my cock in so I can come.” 
His pace was vicious. Greedy. Like would take, take, take until he ruined you. It threatened to spill you over the edge. His balls were slapping against your clit at just the right angle and then you were done for. Back arching, walls clenching around him. His cock swelled inside you, pulsing as he spilled himself inside of you. It felt warm and hot and wet.
You loved the way he kissed you. The way he licked you. The way he fondled your breasts, teasing the peaks between his fingers. The way he praised you and whispered sweet nothings into your ear to get you to come undone for him. You loved how safe he made you feel with him, even as he completely ruined you. You loved how he fucked you. 
But more importantly, you loved him.
When you were done, he zipped up his pants and pulled a sweater back over his chest.
Just as he was about to leave, you touched his arm and tugged him back toward you, silently asking him to stay. He brushed you off.
“Get some sleep.” His tone was curt. Cold. A stark contrast to the heated, lust-driven sweetness from moments ago.
You were pregnant with the man’s child, yet you still didn’t know what the two of you were.  ~~~~ a/n: I plan on turning up the drama and angst, so don't get too comfortable. These two will work things out eventually, but Joel is very damaged and needs to find himself first. <3
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halfetirosie · 5 months ago
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✨🔪 Talk about GROWTH!!! 🔪✨
(Razor's Edge - Retrospective Thoughts)
EIDEN
You know, I've always appreciated how relatable Eiden is written to be. (One does not simply get isekai'ed and immediately be good at everything.) However, it sometimes got a little frustrating seeing Eiden sorta bumbling around while the rest of the clan is doing all the heavy-lifting. Not because there's anything wrong with Eiden's learning pace; just because, storytelling-wise, I get antsy when the pacing is too slow.
But finally, FINALLY, this event shows Eiden being a total badass!!! Not only is he great in the combat situations; he demonstrates wilderness survival skills and first-aide (courtesy of Quincy), and is actually able to use essence for healing magic!!! He might not be on the level of the rest of the clan yet, but there's nothing sexier than visible progress!!! 🎉🎉🎉
QUINCY
Speaking of Quincy; I definitely got the giggles when Rei talked about how impulsive Quincy used to be back in the day. It had that same vibe as when you meet the BFFs of the person you're dating, and they bring up all the embarrassing shit they used to do in middle school or whatever. Very charming and fun.
...But then I thought about it for two more seconds, and thought, "Oh, fuck...That was self-destructive behavior, wasn't it?"
At this point, it's common knowledge that Quincy has a deep attachment to the tribe that isn't really reciprocated. He used to be a beloved member of the community, but as time went on and all of his loved ones passed away, Quincy basically became an Immortal Monster Man; eventually pushing him to move out to live alone in the forest.
I think this "impulsive" period Rei talks about is either during or after the time when the tribe started ostracizing Quincy.
What's even sadder is; in the flashback [in the first half of the event], Quincy agrees to join the mercenary group after they tell him they needed someone like him. Quincy, at least at that time, placed all of his self-worth on whether people needed him. He couldn't get that from his community anymore, so he had to get it in a more dangerous, unhealthy way.
And even now---I feel like Current Era Quincy still needs that element of service in his life in order to feel fulfilled. He's just better at compartmentalizing it; he won't start completely spiraling if he doesn't have it.
REI
So far, we haven't seen Rei in a lot of combat situations, so I actually enjoyed how much this event emphasized it. His default fighting style is basically a combo of alchemy and dagger-work; which is interesting, because usually alchemy-user fantasy characters use long-distance techniques instead.
Of course, it is quite depressing that Rei's time a a mercenary was less of a choice and more of a necessity (being on the run from the bitch-ass Council of Sorcery). It's even worse that, during that time, he wasn't able to do as much research as he liked. So, basically, for however many years, he was busy running/fighting for his life and unable to fully indulge in his biggest passion.
At least there is somewhat of a bright side to that shitty experience; it helped him reaffirm his own humanity...He learned that there are some line that should never be crossed, even if it means living on the run.
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thy-golden-knight · 9 months ago
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Knightly lifestyle ideas. Part 2
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• Perform your daily duties with immaculate discipline, be it personal hygiene or work obligations
• Research historical attire of nobility in your country and incorporate it's elements in your wardrobe
• Bandaging your bloody knuckles after a fight
• Treat your beloved like royalty; shower him in gestures of affection both grand and small
• Partake in ballroom dancing such as waltz, tango or foxtrot
• Thy mind is thy weapon. Keep it sharp by reading difficult books, learning foreign languages and making lifelong learning your end goal
• Pursue raw strength over aesthetics when working out
• Know your roots — learn about the history of your family and where you come from
• Give alms to the poor and the homeless whenever you're able
• Your car is your noble steed, — do not chase after the latest model, but treat the one you have with utmost care
• Master social etiquette, for true knight knows the art of conversation is no less important than the art of combat
• Kissing his hand as a way of saying hello
• Be a defender & protector of your community: oppose the bigoted and educate the ignorant
• Sturdy military boots that will last you many years
• Commission a family portrait from your local artist as a way to honour your lineage
• Wearing your beloved's keepsake when he is far away
• Know the basics of survival in the wilderness, — how to read a map, how to start a fire, which plants are toxic etc.
• Go on a pilgrimage to historical sights of your hometown and feel one with the generations that had lived before you
• Master your ego. It is unbefitting of a knight to lose his temper over the smallest things
• Learn and practice first aid skills regularly, it might save someone's life
• Stay involved in your local government's policies. Exercise your rights as a citizen when needed
• Have the courage to ask for help when the challenges you face seem insurmountable
• True modern-day nobility lies in always striving to be better — better father, better husband, better friend, and most of all, a better man
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transformersconfessions · 2 months ago
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I think tf one is a lot worse than the fandom is willing to admit and it makes me feel disappointed that people can't criticise it without being attacked .
I don't think it's a bad movie to introduce new people to the fandom or that it's the worst piece of media Hasbro has released. But it has many weak points that few talk about and the rest are blinded by the fact that we're getting new Transformers content.
Aside from the graphics (which is one of its redeeming qualities), it lacks depth in world-building. (Everything happens in Iacon (not counting the surface). What's 50 cycles in this continuity? How are transformers born that makes it so easy for Sentinel to take their cogs?? There's more examples, but these are the ones at the top of my head).
The characters are hardly fleshed out. Especially for Orion, it's weird that we don't really get a good explanation as to why he's the way he is or how his motivations came to be. And why is he so different to everyone else?? Surely not everyone is just happy to play along with the system?? We never got to know why Bee was in the sublevel 50 or how long he was down there. Elita could've been a much more appealing character if she was allowed to break from the angry and strong woman persona for longer than a few seconds. I have less complaints with D-16, but that's still a few things that bother me about his character. (This is more about personal taste, but I think the name "Megatron" has a lot less impact when Dee was more of a fanboy of Megatronus rather than someone who respected and aimed to be more like the old Prime. Imagine you kill the president and become the leader of an army and the first thing you do is change your name to one inspired by your celebrity crush. How can I take you seriously???)
The pacing was not the worst, but it could've been better. Thing after thing after thing— basically no breaks for you to process everything that happened. More quiet moments, pauses and suspense would've been nice.
The villain trope for Sentinel was a bit too cartoony for my taste. Evil guy whose motivation is power but is also a pathetic coward who bends his will to those stronger than him, and is defeated by the hero after his evil monologue exposing all his crimes gets recorded and forecasted for the whole world to see.
Not exactly what I would call an engaging and intimidating villain.
And speaking of Sentinel, how did he defeat the thirteen Primes that are supposed to be strong and almighty?? Sure, he was aided by the Quintessons, but surely it would've taken more than that?? It's like a case of telling instead of showing except they're showing without telling you how any of that is possible.
The movie was full of conveniences, too. Orion being known by the guards in the Hall of Records yet he was never arrested by them. They literally know how he looks and what his designation is??? Elita happens to be in the right place at the right time. What a coincidence. Bee knows a way out of sublevel 50 yet only could go out after all this time when Orion and Dee arrived? Why not. Gotta wait for the mc's. Bee has a recording from Alpha Trion that we have no idea how it even got there in the first place?? Alpha Trion somehow survived but not the rest of his siblings? The Royal Guard decides to help Orion because Elita is "scary"? That was one of my least favourite scenes because they could've come up with a much better reasoning. How remarkably good all these cogless bots happen to be at fighting? I'll take Orion's agility for his escapades. I'll take the strength for the long hours of work in a harsh environment with heavy compartment to carry. But you're telling me they actually know real combat moves when there's no reason for them to?? Unless Cybertronians come programmed with it (or their borrowed cogs provide them with those skills), I'm not buying it.
This and many more things could be said if we weren't afraid of admitting this film wasn't perfect. I really liked it because of the concept and the new ideas it brought with it, but that's why I'm sad the fandom doesn't do more than just settle for what we have.
I won't claim all my criticism is objective or that it's all correct (I haven't rewatched it recently to assure that I remember all the details), but that's why I invite to be more open to different opinions (even if they're negative), so we can expand on this idea the movie offers.
(I apologize for any typos or grammatical errors. I wrote this in a rush and I have no time to edit it)
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dollypopup · 2 months ago
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thinking about how book!Colin was more than just a traveler. more than just a wanderer. he was an explorer. like sure, the first few times, it's basically just a study abroad. he's on a grand tour like lots of people did back in the 1800s to educate themselves on art and culture of the western world, but after the typical places- Greece, Italy, France, Colin keeps traveling. He travels for an entire decade.
at a certain point, he's not just traveling to eat Parisian food and look at paintings. he's trying to discover himself, his purpose, his place in the world, to find a drive, so why wouldn't he explore remote places? he's basically backpacking his way in the wilderness multiple times. he would almost CERTAINLY have a semi-strong grasp on the languages of places he visited, and would be able to converse in Italian or French or Spanish for the sake of his travels. he would have to know how to read a map and a compass. how to navigate. how to ration food or hunt or forage or maintain a fire. he'd have to know how to read the stars and what danger sounds and looks like, how to set up camp, how to deescalate tough situations with large groups for the sake of working together for survival. he most certainly climbed mountains, waded through rivers, lost friends.
someone doesn't travel for a solid decade and get lucky every single time. he'd HAVE to have some very tangible survival skills that he picked up after a while. he's not just some dandy fop who cocks his hat and sleeps on a feather mattress every night in a bed and breakfast after looking at a shoreline. the man is gone for YEARS. where is Colin the amateur map maker? the ruins explorer? the mountain climber? who curses like a sailor because he's certainly on boats long enough? who comes home and has to code switch immediately? scruffy colin who has snapped chicken's necks so he could eat and dug pits for water with his bare hands and learned how tree bark can aid wounds and which plants made him so sick he thought he would die in some foreign corner of the world with none the wiser? it's like he gets glossed over the shiny pretty boy who gets to be a prince on a horse and live happily ever after.
that's why book!Colin who marries Penelope and never travels again is so weird to me. like of course he's happy and in love, but he's seen the world. why wouldn't he show her? show his children? he knows a world beyond England. a wide, wonderful, sometimes terrifying and thrilling world that he's had the privilege to experience. with a heart as big as his, of course he'd want to experience it with people he loves.
and show!Colin, too. sure, he went on a grand tour and didn't do the exploration that his book counterpart did, but the hunger for curiosity and discovery wouldn't just fade away because he's in a relationship. if anything, now he has someone he can share it with even more! he sent her so many letters, I can't imagine she wouldn't be curious, too. hunger for that freedom, that education, the knowledge. they can discover together! y'all think Penelope wouldn't love riding horseback and wearing breeches and eating squirrels roasted over an open fire and skinny dipping with the love of her life in a clean, beautiful lake? you think she wouldn't enjoy seeing all the art that has been out of her reach and eating foods she can't get in London and getting dirty and messy and knowing the entire time, she gets to do it with the love of her life and her favorite person to talk to?
i know a lot of the time the fandom sees Colin's travels as something where he's running away or avoiding his life, but it would be nice to explore an opposing perspective. that this is a very fulfilling hobby and life he has. he meets people, gains skills, grows as a person on every trip. he learns to depend on himself, to do more than just what any aristocrat can, doesn't lean on servants for every whim and beck and call. Anthony and Daphne didn't even know how to light a stove to heat up some milk. You think Colin has that problem? Nope.
Colin's travels make him a richer character and a better person. It gives him a bigger appreciation of nature and himself and other communities. I think sometimes we don't give him the depth he deserves. Traveling is an incredibly fulfilling and impressive thing to commit oneself to and Colin IS a distinguished person for doing so.
idk. explorer colin just means so much to me. i love him
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to0-many-headcanons · 5 days ago
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Because How to Train Your Dragon has me in a chokehold here are some Hiccup head canons
He is trans masc and uses He/They pronouns
He’s bi
He some how learns dragonese (my current thought is just that he spends so much time around dragons he learns just like through osmosis or some shit)
His favorite place on Berk is the cove he found Toothless in before that it was a cave on the opposite side of Berk
Pretty much since he started being left unsupervised he has loved exploring the forest around Berk
Because he spent so much time in the woods, he learned some survival skills, like plant recognition of what’s edible and not and like basic first aid
As a kid he was hurt bad enough to go to Gothi multiple times, between Snoutlout and the Twins and the forest as a clumsy person, that he learned some more advanced healing stuff from watching Gothi do it and also Gothi showing him some of the stuff he often came in with
These are just some little ones floating around my head, I will eventually right a fic with these but that’s an eventual thing
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knuckleheadsandtails · 2 months ago
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Knuckles Wachowski Headcanons
Some small quick headcanons:
He is 16 (As of Sonic 3)
He can purr/rumble to help sooth others
His favourite film is the Princess Bride
He is a strong swimmer and enjoys swimming in local lakes
He likes digging holes in the back yard much to Tom and Maddies annoyance
He helps out with heavy farm work for local farmers 
He knows basic first aid, how to cook and survival skills because of his time travelling.
His mother was the tribe's healer and priest, His father was a warrior and guardian. 
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deafeningfanlight23 · 4 months ago
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TSAMS x Attack On Titan Crossover
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WARNING, RAMBLE:
[Btw I know that this series takes place somewhere in the 800 hundreds but like my excuse: Fiction doesn't have to be logical- :'D]
The AU is still EARLYYYY in development and things can change!
But so far, their presence as robots in this AU is explained that someday, the ones higher up realized that losing so many human lives impacted the economy and the speed of production because less humans mean less workers and thus less money, which is how they came up with building mechanical fellows who are helping them out a bit! Currently, there is only one row of robots being built - The "himmlischen" robots (himmlisch means "Celestial"). They were given this title because they are build "to aid humanity and clear up the black clouds in the sky!" (And OH BOY DID THE LAST PART FAIL-)
This includes Eclipse (who is a part of the Military Police Brigade), Sundrop (who is a part of the Survey Corps), Bloodmoon (who is a part of the Garrisons), Earth, Lunar and Moon who is the main protagonist of this AU and a recruit! And yes, the robots have to be recruits first - Their technology is too undeveloped to gift them instantly the knowledge and relatively basic abilities of communication/speaking, walking, survival skills and also serving in the Military branches, which is why they have to learn all of it first! (yeah that's another excuse :P)
All of them have "himmlisch" (celestial) mixed in their "last name" which is why Eclipse has as a nickname "Himmelstürmer", Bloodmoon "Himmelsmal" and Sundrop "Himmelsruh." All of them have German nicknames by the way because AOT plays in Germany. Translated, it kind of means "Heavenseeker", "Celestialmark" and "Heaven's Rest" (I changed them a BITTT in English because firstly, there isn't an exact and 100% accurate translation for those nicknames, and secondly, to not lose the intended meaning! :D AND YES THEY HAVE MEANING-)
Btw, I started to watch AOT (aka Attack On Titan) a few days ago and because I like TSAMS and AOT, I decided to combine them into one crossover AU! AND I'M SO EXCITED TO SHARE IT WITH Y'ALL DHJSKDH I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS I'LL EXPLODE LIKE LUNAR 🤗 Like if you have any questions PLS ASK I WANNA YAP ABOUT IT 😔🙏 /not forced
So, that's it for now, tung! :D
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